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Realizations of My Poor Time Management

I woke up this morning and yes had a smile on my face. PA was going to school & Shann had Star Testing at the district office today. Therefore, I knew I would have a few hours alone to write.  I got up, did some housework, showered (usually I wait until after PA goes to school) threw a load in the laundry and picked up the living room. I did this all before PA got on the bus. Shann got PA ready for school today & got her breakfast. Half a chicken nugget and four Cheetos which is more than she eats most mornings (PA has never been a fan of food the, whole SPD comes into play here).  My hubby & older daughter went for their walk and I put PA on the bus.

When I sat down to write this and I thought to myself; why could not most mornings go like this this morning did. I am thinking I may need to rethink my own morning routine. I need to delegate more & use my “resources” (mainly older daughter & hubby).  Being moms of special needs children, we talk about the need for our kids to be on schedules. In addition, how much better they function because of the schedules. I need to think about this for myself. How much better could my days go if I had my own schedule? I know most moms do have their own schedules and maybe I am just a little late in realizing this for myself. I have thought about this and not sure why I never just made my own schedule.

Therefore, this post did start out as me being excited about school being back in, but ending up being a realization that I need to time manage better.  I never realized how much stress I actually impose on myself when I do not think things through and have to be the one who is in control all the time.  WOW am I am control freak **laughing**

I am happy to have my couple of hours to myself, but more excited about the possibilities for maybe having my days go a bit more smooth. All because I can learn to delegate things and manage my time a bit better. I know it will not be perfect every morning and there will always be snags, but maybe if I put myself on a schedule like I do for PA. I know I will be able to get more done during the day and just maybe, my stress levels will go down.

My “7 Things about me” Post

Back at the end of March (Yes, I am a little late getting to this) two of my good friends @ihave7monsters (aka Caryn) she does http://www.livingwithlogan.com/   & @theekarenesq (aka Karen) she does http://solodialogue.wordpress.com/ both gave me blogger awards. These two women are fabulous and I have the highest respect for both of them. Both are great bloggers very different in their styles, but both very funny. I love them both.

Caryn gave me the                                          Karen gave me the

 

The rules for these are the same. Being that I got these within the same week, I am doing them together.  

Here are the rules:

1) Thank the person who awarded you and link back to them in your post.

2)  Tell 7 Random facts about yourself.

3)   Pass the award on to 15 newfound bloggers.

4)  Contact each blogger you want to pass the award on to and let them know you’ve done so, and

5)  let the giver of your award know you accept it... or not.

Seven things About Me

1)      I spent my first 11 years in Germany. My father was an Army Intelligence officer (yes, I always thought it was kind of an oxymoron). Since he was a huge WWII buff, I saw just about everything significant to WWII while we were there. I was extremely fortunate in that I got to do as much traveling as we did, and was done via my dad’s 1973 Oldsmobile 98 – 455 4 barrel, 4 door, hardtop. Compared to European cars it was a giant, when we drove down the autobahns at 90mph or more it was like a parting of the seas. I always thought that was so much fun, and funny to see.  It is no wonder I was always such a lead foot. You know they do not have speed limits on the autobahns…

2)      Little known fact: My husband makes and sometimes sells professional grade Sci-Fi props and costumes. Yes, he does make & wear Stormtrooper armor as well as anything related to Star Wars, Stargate SG-1, Aliens Legacy & so many more costumes & props. He has been doing this for going on 10 years now. Started as a hobby and well, rather took off from there. I did even have a life size working R2-D2 Unit in my living room. He stored it in our bedroom for a while but it creped me out & I made him move it. He likes to brag that he saw Star Wars – Revenge of the Sith 3 times before it opened in theaters, what a fan boy.

3)      I spend more time on my computer than I really should. I would not say I was addicted, but pretty darn close.  I have to be doing something all the time.

4)      I have never been good at reading emotions; in fact, many of arguments in my house are because I cannot read people. Most of the time I am way off base, I also do not do sarcasm well, I just do not understand it. I am also the one in the room who will not get the joke.  I always think everyone knows what I know so I do not feel the need to explain anything. Most of what I say ends up seeming random and full of fragmented thoughts & sentences. This drives my husband crazy.

5)      My writing skills are dismal. I am a fenetic speller and my grammar skills stink. I always have people proof read my posts. I also am the queen (or a close second) of run on and or fragmented sentences.

6)      The easiest way to engage me in an argument is to tell me to, “just drop it”. I cannot just drop it and usually feel I need to explain myself repeatedly until I think they understand, even when they say they understand. I just do not get it I guess and rarely realize I am even doing it…

7)      Two years ago, I stopped driving. I did this because I have a condition called secondary Parkinson’s disease; it is not full-blown Parkinson’s, but is very similar. I felt I no longer have the reflexes I need to drive but I still have a valid driver’s license I just chose not to drive. I also have wonky vision (double vision and almost no depth perception); I do not see like most people.

Now to tag my “New found Blogger friends.“ Now some of these I have only visited once others I follow regularly, all are fabulous in so many ways. Most do not know who I am. I am a quiet follower and do not comment much if at all (I know if I did comment, I would have more followers myself) but hope they appreciate the gesture just the same.  All are great bloggers and deserving of these awards. I also know I am not doing this right. That’s OK though because, I have always been a little left of center **laughing**  I also have issues with following the rules, I just don’t.

1)   http://bfe-bondsfamilyessentials.blogspot.com/ @gypsy_momma on twitter Stylish Blogger Award

2)  My good friend Margie.  Stylish Blogger Award to her personal blog http://margie.walkertribe.com/ 

3)  Margie’s other blog is http://speakingonthespectrum.blogspot.com/ which is a fabulous place to get the latest autism news.  Versatile Blogger Award

4)    http://marfmom.com/  @MarfMom on twitter Versatile Blogger Award

5)  http://littlewondersbigdreams.blogspot.com/ @wondersndreams on twitter  Versatile Blogger Award

6)  http://majorbedhead.net/  @MajorBedhead on twitter Stylish Blogger Award

7)  http://www.mom2ateam.com/  Versitile Blogger Award

8)  http://littlebitquirky.blogspot.com/  @littlebitquirk on twitter Stylish Blogger Award

9)  http://stepping-on-cheerios.blogspot.com/ Stylish Blogger Award

A guest post (My 16 yr old daughter Shann)

I was talking with my older daughter Shann this morning and she told me I should make a list of things we can no longer say or do because of PA. I thought about this for a while and then asked her if she wanted to guest blog for me and she could do it. She and I discussed this for a bit, I gave her some ideas and sent her to write. Also being, I was working on a post for the past two days that I have not been able to get just right (and I was getting a little worked up over it too). It might be good for me to let her do this one for me.

 Therefore, without much more introduction, here is my 16yr old daughter Shann…

 Having a little sister who is 12 years younger than me and autistic is not easy. I have found that there are certain things I cannot say around her, for instance Disney, if anyone says that word she then expects we will go to Disneyland. Others are simply words my Mom and Dad do not want her picking up; I have been prohibited from teaching her how to say the word dude. The following is a list of words we cannot say around her:

Ÿ  Bath aka B. A. T. H.

Ÿ  Disney aka the D word

Ÿ  Candy aka C.A.N.D.Y.

Ÿ  Target aka the bulls eye

Ÿ  Market aka Denios (the local swap meet/farmers market)

Ÿ  Movies/videogames aka Netflix

Ÿ  Any holiday (Christmas especially)

Ÿ  Outside (this is also spelled out we dread the day she knows how to spell these things)

Ÿ  Amanda (my friend and PA’s personal jungle gym)

Ÿ  Shows

Ÿ  Go places (this usually means Target or McDonalds)

Ÿ  McDonalds

Ÿ  Ice cream

Ÿ  Bubbles 

       Not only are there things I cannot say around her but also some things I cannot do. PA has asthma and a severe allergy to peanuts. I have to be very careful about wearing perfume around her and sadly I cannot eat any peanut products while she is around (which is hard since I take after my mother in the sense that I LOVE everything peanut butter). I also have to be careful about leaving my drawing stuff where she can get it because no matter how many times I get mad at her she does not learn that sissy’s drawing pad is strictly OFF LIMITS unless she is told otherwise.

I have to be careful about where I nap too, seeing as one of her favorite things to do is wake me up. Just yesterday I was napping under a quilt in the armchair and she comes over and yanks the blanket off me saying “Sissy you sleeping? Wake up wake up!” Usually I don’t nap but I fell asleep watching the news, generally if she wakes me up it consists of her climbing onto my bed and shouting “Wake up sissy!!” and then when I peek my head out from under the covers she does her evil little laugh. I love my little sister dearly but she does annoy me so…. 

The following is a list of things PA does that I despise:

Ÿ  Repeat a question over and over until I answer

Ÿ  Climb on me when I’m trying to read

Ÿ  Wake me up

Ÿ  Climb on me when I’m trying to draw

Ÿ  Try and steal my food, one example of this would be when she was about a year old and I was sitting on the floor eating a taco she tried twice coming up in front of me to take it off of my plate which resulted in me gently swatting her hand away. Then she got crafty, she came up behind me and gave me a hug and while I was distracted proceeded to try to snatch my taco.

Ÿ  Steal my stuff while I’m not looking

Ÿ  Make a mess with her food while I’m babysitting her (example her mashed potatoes get everywhere)

Ÿ  Yell in my ear

Although she does do many things that frustrate me to no end I adore my little sister, despite a few evil tendencies she really is very sweet.

Growing up with Swedish food

Swedish food in general doesn’t have the appeal as say Mexican food or Italian food. Some recipes I grew up with always seemed strange to my friends growing up, and most of the time they would turn their noses up. To me… Well I loved these foods; they were a comfort to me. The names don’t translate well like with most languages to English, but I hope to maybe open the eyes of people a bit. Swedish food can be tasty if you know how to make it right **laughing**

This first one is essentially a potato ball with ham and onions inside. Once again it translates poor LOL and I got really funny looks when I would explain it to my friends. I loved this one growing up and still imagine my grandmother standing in her kitchen pulling these out of the pot and bringing them to the table.

Cruppkkaka

 4 pounds potatoes (old)                                                                                                        

2 cups flour

1 tbsp. salt

1 egg

1 pound fresh pork or ham

2 tbsp. butter

1 onion

¼ tsp. pepper

 Cook potatoes then mash and add flour, egg and butter.

Dice meat & onions then fry (don’t brown) in 1 tbsp. butter.

Take a large spoonful of potato mixture in palm put small spoonful of ham mixture in middle of potato then wrap potato mixture around ham. Put in pot of boiling water for 5 min. or so. Serve on plate cut in half and add butter…..

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I remember having this next one only a couple of times, but it is another good one. I think this is the only one I have not made myself.

Swedish Hot Sausage Roll-ups 

Filling:

1 lb. sausage

½ c. onion

½ c. celery

1 tbsp. shortening (or oil)

Combine all and sauté until sausage is brown.

Then Add:

1 can cream of mushroom soup

1 4oz. can of diced green chilies

Salt and pepper to taste

Mix well and set aside.

Pancake:

2 cups flour

2 cups milk

3 eggs (slightly beaten)

 Sauce:

4 tbsp. butter melted

4 tbsp. flour

Combine then add

2 cups milk on med heat then melt in…

1 cup cheese (cheddar or American)

1 cans (4oz.) mushrooms

2 tbsp. mustard (optional)

Mix flour and sugar, then milk & eggs slowly to flour mix.

Put into pitcher.

Pour from pitcher into a hot 10 inch skillet with 1 tbsp. shortening in it. Pour till 2 inches from sides of pan. Then rotate pan to spread to sides to make large thin pancake. Brown lightly on both sides. Stack on paper towel to cool Put 2 tbsp. of filling in center of pancake spread almost to edges in the center of pancake, roll up put in baking dish. Pour sauce over and heat 20 min at 350 degrees.

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 This is a type of rye bread which is kind of strong tasting bread but paired with the right toppings it’s really good.

Swedish Limpa

(Rye bread)

 1 ½ c. warm water (not hot 110 to 115 degrees)                                                           

2 yeast packets (cakes)

Put in bowl and set aside to start.

Then add:

¼ c. molasses

2 tbsp. shortening

1/3 c. sugar

1 tsp. salt

1 tsp. orange rind

Add 2 ½ c. sifted rye flour

 Rise about an hour then bake until brown at 375 degrees for 30-35 min. Makes 2 loaves

Lady at the Pharmacy

Was at the pharmacy a few weeks ago and overheard a woman telling the clerk she had been declared cancer free. She went on to tell how she had had the surgery to remove the breast cancer, had done the chemo (radiation had not been needed) and had done 6 months of medication. She had just gotten the results of all her tests earlier that day. She was over the moon understandably and just wanted to scream it to the world. It was hard not to interrupt her and let her know how wonderful that was. So I told her congratulations on her news and gave her a hug. She was gracious and maybe a little taken back that a stranger would do that, but also happy to accept the gesture.

As I walked out I was hit with a second emotion. I was happy for her anyone would be, but I also had a feeling of jealousy at the same time. I actually had the thought of why did she get better and not me? Not that she doesn’t deserve to be cancer free; no one deserves a diagnosis of cancer. Just that I will never hear that phrase told to me.  I am not someone who dwells on stuff and I don’t do the self-pity thing. On the contrary I try to make the best of it. After all I could be so much worse. I actually have been quite lucky and for now stable.

I have so much else going on in my life with PA, my 16 year old and my husband that I just don’t have time to think about myself.  I have tried in the past year or so to start taking better care of myself, I am far from perfect. I cannot do all the things I use to do and I have to pace myself more. Use to take me a couple of hours to clean my house, now it can take me days. I use to be able to do all the laundry in one Sat. now takes a weekend. I still try to tackle everything like I use to, and well that never goes over well.  I usually spend the next several days couched as I put it.  That’s where my sweet hubby will tell be to plant my behind on the couch and do nothing for a few days. I guess I need to work on the whole taking better care of myself thing **laughing**.  It’s really not an easy thing to do for me.

I really was happy for that lady at the pharmacy she was so happy. Someday I hope maybe I will hear the same words told to me. Until then I am going to raise my family take care of myself and have as much fun doing it as I can.

Baking, Favorite things and Family

One of my favorite things if to do is bake. I was spoiled as a kid and there always was good homemade food around.  I also came from a very large blended family. My dad divorced my biological mom when I was 12 shortly after we returned from Germany.  He didn’t take much time before he found who I now call mom. My new mom came with 6 kids (YES 6 kids LOL) 5 boys and 1 girl. Added to my dad’s 4 girls well that makes 10 of us. Obviously my mom didn’t work; she stayed home to take care of all of us.

Things were tight but we always had food on the table. We lived in a 3 bedroom house with 2 bathrooms. However all of us kids had to share the one bathroom as the other one was strictly off limits. The girls room had two bunk beds and a mattress that pulled out from under, also was a closet (very small I might add) and two cupboards (or pantry closets) for clothes. All 5 of us girls shared this small bedroom. The boys had the bigger of the two bedrooms and they had also 2 bunk beds, but one of the bunk beds was a triple bunk. Yes,I did say a triple bunk bed; it made it so they had more room, they also had a closet and two pantry closets.

Every morning my mom made a hot breakfast, we either had pancakes, waffles, eggs & sausage well you get the picture. You name it we had it at least once a week.  We all sat down for every meal at the table (which actually was a conference table they got at a thrift store). It was very important to my parents that we all sat down to breakfast & dinner as a family. When most of us kids hit high school & got jobs it was whoever was at home at the time. I guess we were a dying breed of family who still ate meals together. I only spent a few years off and on living with my dad and (now mom), a decision I have regretted for a long time.

I always thought it was kind of cool that my grandparents lived right next door. I spent much of my time with my grandmother, I thought she was the greatest &I loved her very much. She was a fabulous cook and seamstress.  At the time I wish I had been more on the ball, Icould have learned so much from her if I had just paid attention. As it turns out even with being brought up in a family where cooking & sewing were so much part of my life, I regret to say I did not pick up on either skill until after I was married. Even now I still don’t sew, however  my oldest daughter seems to have gotten that gene and is learning to sew and design clothes. **laughing**

I do however have some FABULOUS recipes handed down from my grandmother & my dad. Over the past few years I have learned and I actually love to bake. I don’t get a chance to do it as much as I like, but over time I will share some of my favorite recipes with you scattered throughout my blog until I can figure out this Word press thing LOL.

I hope you enjoy them. Some will have some strange names as they are  Swedish recipes and they don’t translate in to english very well.  I think you will be able to over-look the strangeness in the names and maybe try them anyway.