Rough Days

Thankfully I don't have too many rough days. But today was one of them. Didn't sleep so well last night. Had weird scary nightmares and woke up several times. I finally gave it up and got up at 4:50 am for the day.

I had to go to the store today. I always park WAAAYYY in the back. Well, not always- but since I got the new car. I got home and was unloading groceries and noticed scratches and dents in the bumper. It would line up perfectly with the end of a shopping cart. Thing is, it had to have hit HARD for the dent on the right side. Took the paint off and actually "cut" into the bumper leaving a decent size "dent." GRRRRRR!! I was FURIOUS. Like- the kind of mad that I haven't been in a LOOONNG time. Like, lock my ass up kind of mad. Soooo glad I didn't notice until I got home because no telling what goofy shit I would have pulled at the store!

This is the first new car I have ever had, so I am a little OCD about my car. I love that car! I am going to take it to the dealership tomorrow for an estimate. Not 100% sure that I am getting fixed right away. May have to wait until the new semester starts so I am bringing in some money first,

I am surprised I am still up this late. I shouldn't be surprised though. I say all the time, "Tonight, I am going to bed early!" but I never do. Well, rarely. It's so peaceful and quite at night, I just hate to give up the alone time. Or I'll find some old movie or show that I haven't seen in awhile and before i know it I have caught my second wind!

Summer break is going fine so far. I have kids coming over to stay with my kids, my kids going to thers house to stay with them. It's like a revolving door around here. That's okay though. Right now, it's working for us.

I'm trying to soak it all up. Remember the details that I know I will have wished I remembered better.

Time flying by!

Today Emily is 16. It's crazy hard to believe that I have a 16 year old daughter. I brought out the baby book this morning because I had forgotten what time she was born. Kids birthdays always put me in a reminiscent mood of the day they were born. Emmy was my first. The kid that made me a Mommy. She was born at 1:02pm. She was 7 lbs 7 oz and 20 and 1/2 inches long. She was such a great baby and even a better toddler. I remember when she used to wake up in the mornings she would just stay in her room and play until I woke up and came in- entertaining herself quietly.
I used to wonder what she would be like when she was 16. I tried to picture how she would look and what her personality would be like. She is even more than I ever imagined. She is so smart. This girl has never gotten any grade lower than an A. From the 1st grade! She is 3 days away from being a sophomore. She is so driven and has huge goals for her future. I know, without a doubt, that she will reach those goals. She is beautiful and clever and whitty! Oh, how I love that girl!
It's weird- she is like an extension on me. It feels like my arms are outstretched and she is an attached to them. I know I'm not explaining that well. It's like there is a piece of me walking around out there. I guess maybe that's my heart? My heart she carries with her? Oh my word! How cheesy am I today?
Happy sweet 16, dear Emily! I love you seems so minor for how I feel about you, kid!