My Succession of Moments.....

*After Fajr today, I couldn't fall back asleep.....so finally in exasperation, I lay down beside my 11 yr old and hugged her while she was sleeping...she rolled into me and sighed.....I thanked Allah for my precious children

*Getting all the girls off to school has its moments....today since I didn't sleep after Fajr, by the time the girls were up for school and going thru the daily motions, I felt the burden of tiredness finally sink in....my 11 yr old accidentally dropped her last clean school shirt on the wet bathroom floor. I was mad and told her to manage however she wants to. She tried on an old school shirt that was way too small, and after her sisters left for school, she went into her room and cried. I took a deep breath and thought to myself....we all have one of those days....and proceeded to take her school shirt from her, did a quick 5 min load on the washing machine......and ironed her shirt dry. She was 1/2 an hour late for school, but she was wearing a clean shirt. For today, I was her hero.

*I have a small family room that has a pile of "unpacked" clothes in there....today I attacked it and said, enough is enough. I got the room clean and clear and I feel good.

*I made the kids a really great meal today, it took a couple of hours standing in the kitchen, but the end results were worth it. I sent down a plate of food to my SIL and some pickles in exchange for some of her homemade olives. YUM!!!

*I stood on my balcony, the one facing the main road, and looked out. I looked, wondering at the people who were walking, the cars going by, and was thinking how insignificant we are as individuals....we are really only part of the whole.....

*I called my SIL today, I know her and my BIL are having a rough stretch, I offered her advice and just listened to her vent.

*I had one of those burning hot showers, where you figure u've lost at least the first layer of skin, washed up with a loofa and came out feeling all new and shiny.......

*I had a disagreement/argument with my hubby yesterday, no details involved....he called me today and talked for awhile and then he told me that he loves me and he wants me to take it easy, (and then the phone card cut out) SHEESH!

*I sat and cried and decided that telephones are so overrated! If it wasn't for a telephone, I'd never have known hubby was married, I wouldn't have extra time to argue long distance with hubby, and just maybe, I'd be sitting at my computer talking about palm trees or some other frivolous thing.

*I'm planning to make my girls happy tonight....maybe I'll get dressed and we'll walk over to the store and drink a cold one....(pop you nuts!!) Maybe that will be my survival technique...trading my tears for my kids smiles....?? Yes, it's a plan.

*I took my girls....the 11 yr old ran down the stairs of the bldg, yelling, FIRST ONE TO THE CAR SITS IN THE FRONT SEAT!!!!! With the younger 2 trying to catch her....my 14 yr old yells, IT DOESN"T MATTER I'M STILL SITTING THERE!! I smelled a fight coming on and I sure wasn't in the mood for it.....so one of my brilliant moments came to mind....I asked the 14 yr old if she'd like to sit on the back of the trunk her and her sister, while I drove with the 2 littler ones in the front seat....YEAH!!! Was the reaction I got.....so that's what I did....we drank our cold pop....I had a Fayruz...ever had one of those? Apple flavour...and now we are back home........I think I'll sleep tonight.....