{"id":2351,"date":"2011-09-30T07:35:10","date_gmt":"2011-09-30T11:35:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2351"},"modified":"2011-09-30T07:41:06","modified_gmt":"2011-09-30T11:41:06","slug":"greys-and-sleep-interruption","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2351","title":{"rendered":"Grey’s and Sleep Interrupted"},"content":{"rendered":"

When the cat’s away, the mice play!<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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That’s what they say, isn’t it? \u00a0Well, I was fully planning to sleep in and just take the boys to school late, since Sanj isn’t here to nag me about being responsible… and yet sleep eluded me last night. \u00a0Pies and lists kept \u00a0floating through my head. \u00a0The more I tried to put it out of my mind, the more I tried to just relax, the fast the night floated by with my mind racing. \u00a0My younger two were wide awake long before seven o’clock. \u00a0Then the phone rang at 6:45 a.m. with Sanj as the alarm clock… delivering the news that TASS, the boys’ school will remain open.<\/p>\n

Over the last year, the city decided that one of the high schools must be closed down due to numbers and cost. \u00a0It’s been a roller coaster ride since. \u00a0The boys school was first thought to be the chosen one. \u00a0Then it changed to the downtown school, which is known for its focus on the arts. \u00a0Yesterday, as I headed downtown, the students had chosen to skip school and were rallying with signs of SAVE PCVS or I LOVE PCVS. \u00a0How sad… for any high school student to deal with the closing of their school. \u00a0While I know that my boys will be happy to not lose their school, I pray that the students are mindful of those feeling the pain of the loss of a school they love. \u00a0High school is hard enough… it stinks that students have the burden of dealing with adults and all the politics that goes into decision making.<\/p>\n

Last night, I was all set to watch Grey’s.<\/em> \u00a0The boys were in bed, the house quiet and I was ready to appreciate my favourite show without the running commentary of my husband. \u00a015 minutes into it, the phone rings. \u00a0Sanj’s cell, <\/em>caller ID is mocking me… remember he is gone, off to Newfoundland for 5 days. \u00a0Sigh. \u00a0I pick up. \u00a0Yes, I know…. that is love.<\/p>\n

True. \u00a0Love.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Last night it poured rain. \u00a0I loved being serenaded. \u00a0 As I lay here looking \u00a0out my window, stealing every moment I can lay in bed, I see the gorgeous colors of the leaves. \u00a0How I love autumn. \u00a0It’s just such a short time that we get this beauty before the dreariness of winter and all the dullness of greys and browns set in. \u00a0I even love the name Autumn.<\/p>\n

I hit a goal… \u00a0on the scale. \u00a0I have been going to the gym, as I can, ballroom dancing (with Sanj, it is a workout), and really watching what I am eating… especially at night. \u00a0 Finally… FINALLY… the scale hit the number I wanted to be below!!! \u00a0I am so pleased!!! \u00a0OK, never mind pleased, I am actually so HAPPY, THRILLED, PROUD, EUPHORIC… you get the idea, right?
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My mom is suppose to come down to help with stuff after my surgery. \u00a0This will be the ultimate test. \u00a0Actually, the other day, I passed up perogies. And I didn’t die! \u00a0Getting older isn’t easy. \u00a0My sugars have been really hard to regulate. \u00a0So, it seems that I am always fighting an uphill battle. \u00a0Gone are the days that I could eat anything and not pay a price. \u00a0Oh well, it is time, some would say, way past time that I find self control.<\/p>\n

It’s going to be a good day!<\/p>\n

TGIF… Have a good one!<\/p>\n

xoxo<\/p>\n

Dear God,<\/em><\/p>\n

Thanks for all my blessings. \u00a0I just need to be reassured that You are in this pie making fundraiser with me. \u00a0Please touch people’s hearts to come help. \u00a0Please help it be a smooth process. \u00a0Please bring the folks out to buy the pies. \u00a0Maybe it be a success…\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Thank You, God… I love you!!!<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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