Can't believe what time it is!

Wow! Have you ever started working on something and then look at your watch and realize HOURS have gone by without you even noticing it? Well, it happened to me tonight. I always was and probably always will be a late owl. I love the quietness and knowing my family is all snug and tucked into bed. It is like I am watching over them as they sleep just in case there really are monster that come out in the middle of the night. Well, I was up and working on  my computer as usual and I got this bright idea to tweak my blogs a little. I just want them to look nice and be easy for people to view, move around in and to find the other places I am at. You know, my Facebook page, my other blog. My Mom doesn't get this whole blogging thing. She asked me the other day why would you want someone reading your diary? I tried explaining it to her, but I think after some soul searching I have found out MY reason why....... to know I am not alone. I suffer from depression and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and both of those things tend to make you draw into yourself. This is one way for me to be out in the open without having to worry about not wanting to leave my house. Anyway, I got off track, see how that happens? LOL So I am tweaking my blogs and my alarm on my phone goes off. It is 4am and time for my hubby to get up for work. He is the polar opposite of me. He like getting up early for work. Don't ask me why. He is just weird. Anyway, I am too involved in what I am doing and covered with yarn, scissors, a computer and a cat, also just to dang lazy, to get up and shut the phone off. It rings several more times. Finally I wonder to myself, why hasn't he gotten up? I go back and yup, still sound asleep. I look at his alarm clock, and I bet a bunch of you already know what I am going to say, it is an hour slow. The computer changed itself, the phones changed themselves, but those dang, lazy alarm clocks never change themselves.I wake him up and he runs around getting dressed so he can leave. He gives me a kiss and out the door he goes, after asking me, Aren't you EVER going to bed? I assure him I will go, in a minute. Aren't those famous last words. So here I sit at 6:11 am, not having gone to bed yet. I will wait now and get the kids up in a little while to get ready for school and then I will take the dogs and we will sleep. While everyone else is starting their day, I will end mine. When everyone else is winding down, I am just getting going. My strange sleeping habits have bothered my Mother for years. I always told her, someone had to work the night shift. Some of us are just born for it. I can stay up for a long time. A lot longer than most. I think it came from all the years I spent working double shifts when I was a nurse's aide. I just heard my first bird singing. Sun will be up in a little while. Guess I will finish up here and watch a TV show on Netflix before I have to get the kiddos up. Good night all, or good morning, which ever you prefer. :)

Katey day

My 2 girls had off from school the last 2 days. It was presidents day. My son was suppose to have school, but yesterday it snowed here in Pa. and so my son also was home from school. I decided that today I would make it a Katey day. My Mom had asked me yesterday, Monday, if I would go with her on Wednesday to the mall. I decided that Wednesday will be Holly day. So the plans I had today for Katey day was to take her to get her hair thinned out. She has really long beautiful hair, but it is so thick that it was getting almost impossible to brush it, even with her special brush. I took her to the local Empire beauty school, she has had her hair trimmed about twice a year since she was about 6 months old. recently I took 3 inches off the length. 

Everyone at the beauty school had to come over and see the little girl with the long thick hair. Katey tends to be very quiet when she is surrounded by people she doesn't know. She sure does talk a lot though any other time. She would smile and nod her head when they would ask her something or she would look to me for an answer. She just laid back and was really enjoying the girl washing her hair. They asked if they could give her a 60 second conditioning treatment since her hair is so dry. They also said that it helps to prevent splint ends. I said sure. They put it in plus 2 great big handfuls of conditioner. Then she decided that it would be easier to use a comb to get all of the conditioner deep down in. It took about 20 to 30 minutes for them to brush it all the way through her hair. She just sat back with her eyes closed. She looked so relaxed. After they were done doing all of that and had rinsed her hair they took her back to the chair to start thinning her hair. People were still milling around coming to take a look. It took the hair dresser another 30 to 40 minutes to thin out her hair. She had little hair balls all over the floor. Then she took the time to braid it and put it up in a little bun. She looked so cute. I had in the mean time called Bill to see if he was done working. While I was dialing the phone Katey says don't tell Daddy it's me I want him to be surprised. I asked him if he could meet me at the beauty school and he said yes. When he arrived Katey and the hairdresser thought it would be fun to try and play a trick on Bill by telling him they cut 12 inches off of her hair. He didn't fall for it. He told me later that he knew I would never allow them to cut her hair by that much. What a smarty. We went up and paid and then I gave Katey $2 to go and give the girl who cut her hair. The students don't get paid for their work. They only make money if they get tipped. The whole hair cut and conditioning treatment only cost $11. Not bad for all of that work. We left there and took Katey for Chinese food. Her favorite. Then I wanted to run to the craft store and get some beads and other supplies. While there she got a fuzzy poster to color of a horse. She is crazy for horses. We left there and headed for home. Bill still had to run Kyle and a few others to Boy Scouts. She fell asleep for a little in the Jeep, and was a little crabby when she got home. She decided to work on her poster for a little and was very quietly coloring it. Two of the markers broke and I told her not to worry I would get her other ones. It got late so I told her to go to bed, but she started crying saying she was hungry. I let her eat a bowl of cereal, and then again told her to go to bed after she picked up her poster. She turned around and told me she had a terrible day, didn't have fun with me and that she only got to get one thing. Wow, they sure know how to hurt ya. I made her stand with her nose against the wall. Later I put her in my lap and told her how much it hurt me when she said that. I told her I knew why she said it because she didn't want to go to bed and stop coloring her poster. She said yes, and that she was sorry, but she kept crying. She got up again 15 minutes later to wipe her nose and was still crying. I asked her why and she poured out her heart to me saying that the poster she was coloring reminded her of the horse her Gram had and that she had to sell. She loved that horse. She just started crying and crying. She kept saying she misses Coacoa, wants to see her and is afraid she will never see her again. I told her that maybe she would, but she went back to bed, still upset. She did finally fall asleep and that was the end to Katey day. It started great, but didn't end the best. I am sorry her poster made her so sad. It made her think of something that still hurts her so bad. I know how much it still hurts her Gram too. They are kindred spirits those 2. Bonded by their love for horses and their heartbreak over one special horse.