New Grandbaby on Monday!!!!

It feels just as excited as when Asylia was born! I am so in love with that little child and already have room in my heart for her brother. Mom is going in on Monday and her c-section is scheduled for 8:00 in the morning. Asylia gets to have a sleep over at our house Sunday night and I will be taking her in to see Mom and the baby brother in the morning,
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Organization follows Procrastination

My desire to write is overwhelming at times. If you were to walk into the house it wouldn't take you long to find snippets of paper with thoughts and ramblings hurriedly written on it. Don't get them confused with Paul's snippets; his are receipts and lists of things to do.
It is hard for me to consistently be organized but there is no time like the present to try. I have signed up to take college courses in creative writing and I have started to gather all the materials throughout the house that pertain to writing. There will be a ton of short stories to write but my ultimate goal is to write the three or four novels that I started. No time like the present!
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Being a grand mother I often think about things in my life in relation to my grand child. Next month there will be two wonderful grandchildren to enjoy and love on. In every area of my life I make sure it wraps around my grandchildren. For example, my car was a crossfire two seater. I bought this car when I had no grandchildren and loved to ride around town with the top down. My son married and they even enjoyed the car when they could. When Asylia was born and could travel I loved to put her beside me and bring her home during the week. Alysa even used it to go to school at night. I joked around that I was the hippest grandmother around! I also said I would trade the crossfire in for a grandma car when the time was right. Well, the time must be right because Alysa is due to have our second grandchild next month.
Paul has been the car person. I gave him total control and I told him I wanted a four door car that I can put grandbabies in. So after looking for awhile he came home one day with a lincoln ls. Can't say I'm jumping with joy but I can say its a nice car. I am thankful that he took into consideration what I wanted and came back with a nice easy riding vehicle. Now all I need to do is test drive it with Asylia and we are good to go!
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Thursday Night Excitement

My routine for Thursday night is very predictable. Eat, usually a bowl of cereal; watch a reality show, either Big Brother or Survivor; walk the dog; read in bed until sleepy; and drift off to a blissful and uneventful sleep. That's the normal run of the mill for me and I like it!
Not so last night...sure it started off normal until I took my dog out for her nightly constitutional. She did her usual little nosey walk; checking every nook and crany. I was trying to get a bag out of the bag holder just in case she decided to do more than tinkle. Thats when I heard it.....the low moan of a drunken man followed by a couple of pleas for help. I took a look around and focused my attention on the empty house accross the street from our house. The thought of a drunken homeless guy needing help did a number on my brain while I was getting dressed for bed. Phillip was taking out our other dog so I told them to see if they could hear anything and told Lucky and Phillip to under no circumstances go help this guy if they do hear him. They came in and told Paul and I that they walked by the house accross from us and saw a shadow of a person at the front door.
Paul immediately goes out to investigate with a flashlight and I call 911. We waited out front to see if the policeman can find this man. Not one but seven police men and cars came to our little street! After they went through the house and found nothing I told Paul he probably scared the guy away with his flashlight investigation. Having the police there was not a total wash because they did catch the speed racer who goes at least 70 mph down our street. He chose to pick this exact time to speed down into our gathering and was shocked to be swarmed by the police.
I couldn't really go back to my normal average Thursday night schedule after all this excitement. I felt rather foolish this morning taking the dog out. My neighbors must think they are living next door to an old woman who lacks any excitement in her life and has to invent some. Paul said they will get over it and my life is exciting enough. ( I am going to ask him about this at a later time) I also feel that its better to have seven police officers spend a few minutes on our street than to wake up in the morning and find the coroners parked accross the street. I can live with myself and Paul can live with me so I guess thats what counts.
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Tea Has Become My Drink of Caffeine

I have tried every caffeine beverage there is out there and either can't have it because of the sugar content or don't like the taste of it. A lady behind the Starbucks counter told me I should try the Awake tea and I have been hooked ever since! Those of you who know me know of my addictive personality. Lets just say that this is a win win situation; I get my caffeine fix and it is good for me and my addictive personality. Maybe not so good if I have more than a few venti cups but I try to limit myself.
Well, this morning I wanted a double venti tea but knew the drive to the nearest Starbucks was out of the question. Settle for the Dunkin Doughnuts variety was the school of thought this morning. I left the house a tad bit early and knew I was going to have to go slightly out of the way but thought it would be worth it. So I am driving on Santa Barbara and run into a bunch of construction. I manouver my way through the whole mess and then I can see the intersection to take me to work. The road splits and I have to make a quick decision on which lane to get into and yes, I get in the wrong lane. This takes me way out of my way and I land at the school ten minutes behind schedule. Thinking I can get over this because I have my tea to show for the wild ride I gather my purse, keys, and tea.....gather my tea....uhmmmm about the tea. It seems I actually forgot to stop and purchase the tea!
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I can Take It!

My prayers for Sonrise Too sounds like a baseball song, "Put me in coach I'm ready to play". Hearing that God gives us only as much as we can handle doesn't make it any better. Right now I am thinking the opposite way....His 'wicked' sense of humor steps in and He teases me much like I tease Asylia with her grapes she wants. She sees the grapes in the bowl and knows they are all hers. That doesn't matter, she wants them all in her hands or mouth. I know she could choke on them or drop them all on the floor so I give her one at a time and watch her bite it and chew the half before I give her the other half. Of course, she gets impatient and tries to grap at the rest and whines. I think she feels I am teasing her and holding them away from her just because I can.

Do you see where I am going with this? God sees the future of Sonrise Too and all I can do is stay the course. I, like Asylia, thinks that God is holding the students just out of my reach and giving them to me a few at a time but I want them all right now and a full school next week. He knows whats best for me but its hard sometimes to follow His time line. Sure, as the school grows I can and will look back and understand but for now I just want to whine and pout and maybe throw a little temper tamtrum.

Speaking of Asylia, she is in the er with her parents because of this contact dermititis rash and another rash that is covering her body. Poor baby looks so rashy but it doesn't effect her personality any. Hopefully they can find something that works on the itchy rash and she can go on with her fun loving way.

Asylia spent the day playing with me at Sonrise Too and barely took a nap. Mommy took her home and after feeding her supper Asylia crawled up into Daddy's chair and fell asleep instantly! If you look closely you can see the rash on her legs and arm. Yuck! We have tried every cream the doctors have told us to use to no avail. She is a trooper though and she tries not to scratch it too often.

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I'm Tired

As I sit and try to type this my fingers keep hitting the wrong keys and backspace is my favorite friend. If I start to ramble and you can't make sense of anything I am writing you can skip this entry. Though I encourage you to trudge through because I tend to write about good stuff when I ramble.
My desk has a glass of oj sitting by my arm and on the other sits two 24oz diet Mtn Dews. They are not helping. I have discovered as I got older my body requires at least 8 hours of sleep each night. I am slowly being deprived of sleep by only getting five to six hours each night. You would think that I would play catch up on the weekend. My body does not work that way. My eyes pop open at five every morning no matter what day it is.
Now on to another subject.....before I doze off again. Paul and I encouraged Phillip, who turns 18 in September, to get his permit for driving before he gets his license. I know how Phillip's brain works so was expecting him to have a harder time on the written test. He has surprised me and passed it on the third try. His dad is braver than me and lets him drive all over Cape Coral for practice. Phillip convinced me, or should I say badgered me, to let him drive my little crossfire. I have let him behind the wheel once. I still am trying to get my finger dents out of the dashboard. He didn't do that bad but I trust no one driving but myself.
Well, I feel a snore coming on and need to get up of my comfy office chair and shake it off. The kids put on a cd in one of the classrooms so I think I will join them in their eight oclock dance time. Could use the exercise anyway.
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