Please to meet you, it’s me THE IDIOT or a mother who wanted desperately to make her little boy happy.
Oh God Oh God Oh God – I’m a Hoarder….
I’m not one of those messy keep-every-wrapper-and-trash-piled-up-everywhere kinda hoarder but a hoarder nonetheless. I’m the worst kind – I’m a closet hoarder! (not to be confused with Tiger’s affliction).
“Hi, I’m Jenny and I’m a Hoarder.”
I have way too much stuff. But I so love my stuff. Free stuff, cheap stuff, expensive stuff…I’m all about stuff.
I have 30 plus rolls of Wilton parchment paper because it was 99 cents a roll at the 99 cent store. Not just a regular roll, but a DOUBLE roll! I can mummify my entire extended family with parchment paper and still have rolls left. (That doesn’t count the 300 sheets of already pre-cut 9 x 13 parchment sheets I have or the 500 parchment triangles….) Oh God…I’m a hoarder.
I have analyzed myself and my condition. It comes from being dirt poor as a child and not having anything. My pantries are stocked for a snow storm of Little House on the Prairie proportions (Thanks Susan Flanagan for that line). My freezers are so full -my poor husband who loves his ice has to spend fifteen minutes to find the trays. I have easily a thousand cookbooks. I have enough cake supplies and decorating supplies to make Cake Boss look like a rookie. You need a Wilton pan – I got it – I have every wedding cake pan set there is. If they make another one – I don’t want to know – because I’ll have to have it. Cake stands…don’t even get me started on cake stands.
All this being said, I’m getting better. I have started to STOP with the buying, double think each purchase and have actually started giving away some of the items. I have all kinds of conditions though – someone must really love the item and will treat it with the reverence it deserves. I’m like a pet adoption agency – you have to prove to me that you are deserving of my item and if you decide you don’t want the item, you must return it to me so I can find it a good home.
Do they make a patch for this?
God help us….
So every day since Sadie http://tiny.cc/KJF8O , Andrew has said that he wants a dog. He even says, “I can’t wait to get to heaven because then I can have a dog.” He is totally obsessed about heaven and death and believes that in heaven we get our hearts’ desires. (No, I’m not training him to be a terrorist – i.e., many virgins awaiting him….he has enough worries for a five year old and heaven should be a great place to go – full of puppies and Legos!)
Due to his allergies, we had to look into a hypo-allergenic dog and thank God that also means low shed. My good buddy, BevB http://bluecollardogtreats.blogspot.com/, sent me a link about assistance dogs. I checked out the site and the dog was a golden doodle (not a Drake’s cake), a golden retriever and poodle mix. I did some research and found a nice site and really nice woman, Terry. http://www.fidnet.com/~daisypup/
To cut to the chase, this darling will be joining our family on February 13th.
Anyone with any house training advice, please comment — I’m thinking lots of prayers and perhaps doggie diapers (I kid, I kid).
Pray for me….pray for me.
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