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Ok, so I was planning on keeping life in general seperate from this blog and put it on another–turns out I am busy, and trying to manage three blogs is not too easy.  I only have the third one set up…haven’t even written for it yet!

Lots of life changes have been happening here.  It has been one thing after another–it seems that I am trying to cram all the things that are supposed to happen over the course of about 10 years into about a month and a half.  🙂  Seems like I am joking, but really, very serious.  So I’ll try to start at the somewhat beginning.

I had a lousy marriage before.  I tried my hardest to make it work, tried to pretend it was all wonderful and would eventually work itself out.  Everyone said the first year is always the hardest, but four years…it was a bit much, and only getting worse.  Last December, as posted before, I left and divorced him.  It did break my heart because I would (and do) miss my stepsons, despite the problems that we had.  My ex actually was quite understanding on why I left, and we did end up going through the divorce as easily as could be expected.  We agreed that we would be fine with the other dating before the divorce was finalized, which is where the next big step happened.

I had moved in with my grandfather to help take care of him.  Over the Christmas break (work at the university meant we had two weeks off), I was up late watching TV often.  One night I saw the eHarmony commercial, and normally would roll my eyes, but this time I thought about it and signed up for three months.  Two weeks later, I met my hubby-to-be.  Dan and I went thru the whole eHarmony process, then we emailed, talked all night on the phone many nights, and then met–already in love. 

Everyone who met him and saw us together knew we were meant to be.  We moved in together at the end of Feb, and started planning out our future.  We decided to get married in May, after my college graduation–yet another huge accomplishment that happened.  On May 6, his parents came in from Colorado to take care of the dogs while we went on a weekend getaway from May 7-9th.  It was wonderful–a beautiful bed and breakfast, a helicopter ride, and him proposing to me.  😀  It was perfect!

May 14th I graduated from college with my BAAS in Psychology, Sociology, and Social Work.  Backing up a little…I had left my job at the UPD at the beginning of March when I had to choose between my job and school.  Obviously school won out–I was in my internship, which also happened to be at the UPD.  It was a bit, uh, strange, but I got through it.  I was happy and scared–I had been in school for 13 years, and now I didn’t know what to do.  After talking about it, we decided I would start my own business consulting others on sexual assault, domestic violence, and child abuse, plus a few other topics that are related. 

Then it was time for the wedding…five days after my graduation.  It was awesome…we got married in a cave with only 16 people there, including us and the JP.  We decided to take the tour as well, so we did the educational thing on the way to the back of the cave, stopped, got married, then came back out of the cave.  After we all had dinner at a restaurant, new hubby and I took a mini-honeymoon for three days about 2 hours away from us, and then came back. 

When we returned home, I found out that my grandfather passed away the morning after the wedding.  It was upsetting, but he was not happy and was not leading any quality of life.  I didn’t go to the funeral; I can’t handle them, and with all the things that had been happening in the weeks before, I was on an emotional rollercoaster.  The thought of going through even more was not something that I thought that I could handle.   I pushed on with starting my consulting business, and was very thrilled that I retained my first client within the first week!!  I worked on the project for that client, and then hubby and I were off again to visit friends in Dallas–the weekend of June 11-13.  We had a lot of fun, but I was always tired, feeling up then down, then tired or energetic.  It was when we got home that Sunday that we started thinking, then running out the door to Walgreens…

For those who have read my blog before, they know what a rollercoaster I went through with my ex.  So many can understand just how excited I was when I took the six pregnancy tests and saw them all pop up PREGNANT!!  I wasn’t supposed to be able to conceive without the assistance of drugs and IVF, so this was the most amazing surprise!  We had already been looking at adoption since we had gotten married, both of us accepting that we would most likely not have a child of our own.  I am thrilled, he is thrilled, and our life has been turned upside down–or at least mine.  Why?  Because it was over the vacation that we left for to visit Colorado–the 18th thru the 26th–I really began to show.  I packed for the trip a day before we left, and even tho I had put on a little over 10 lbs since we conceived, all my clothes fit (I thought).  My weight has always fluctuated in a 10 lb range.  However, this time things are different…I am going straight out, not equal at all angles.  So we had to go to get some clothes for me to wear a few days into the trip since nothing fit anymore.  Then, like most pregnant women, there are the wonderful mood swings–my tolerance for people picking on me has gotten to be extremely short.  This was a key factor in my mother and I not getting along for a lot of the trip, as well as since I have been home. 

I understand that our families are happy for us, but at the same time, they haven’t been through what I have been through.  I have had to explain that it isn’t her right to tell everyone everything–it is still early, first of all, and second, there are certian people in her life that I don’t want knowing.  Mainly her best friend–her eldest daughter (my former childhood best friend) is pregnant as well, and they tend to put us in competition or comparison.  I deal with that in my family, I don’t need to hear everything about another one or “compete” with another person on who has it harder.  I am too old for that!  Now, my mother’s best friend’s youngest daughter has taken it upon herself to email everything to my ex–including pictures–thanks to Facebook (she is now blocked, didn’t think that I had to keep these things from her) and my mom, too.  Ok, that huge gripe done, that has been the biggest issue with life and pregnancy.   Now that it has mostly been dealt with, all is much better.  🙂

Of course, since we found out we are pregnant, my first thought was I wnat to know what the baby’s gender is…I need to knit!!  I started knitting a generic colored blanket, but it isn’t as satisfying as knitting something in particular.  I also want to do a pair of Bethany’s booties (and BTW–“Bethenny” is a front runner for a girl’s name!!)…just want to know if it is a boy or girl!!  My mom is also going to cross-stitch something, but again, I want to wait to see what we are expecting.  We have see pictures, tho–we  saw our little “peanut” on Wednesday!  It was stunning…the little heartbeat…it still make me want to cry.  So here is “Peanut” in his/her first picture!! (we are betting–I am guessing a boy at this point!)

Oh–I am 8 weeks along, and due on Febuary 9!

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The dreaded D

Yep, I have been out of touch for awhile.  There has been a lot on my plate to deal with, and I haven’t been dealing with it very well.  Down 20 pounds, and really can’t afford to lose the weight (down to 100), plus the addition of two anxiety meds as well as my pain meds being increased.  But  there is some good news to go along with all of this.  Seeing as most people ask for bad news first, we’ll start there.

As most know, I have been married for almost four years.  I am wife number three.  I have two stepsons, the oldest I have been around since he was five and the youngest since he was 8 months old.  I tried to be the best stepmom ever, trying harder to make a stable environment with structure and love.  For my youngest, it was easy, as he didn’t know any different from having two moms and a dad.  For my oldest, it was harder–he knew what it was like when his parents were married, and now there was someone new that he had to treat like a mom.  It has gone ok, but there have been problems.  Mostly the problems come from my marriage, though.

My husband is not a nice person.  For years I have blamed his father for that; he is a horrible man that is very verbally abusive.  My husband has always said he does not want to be like his father, but sadly he is just like him.  He has no patience, a very volitile temper, and is miserable–never happy unless everyone around him is miserable, too.  It has gotten worse as the years have gone by, and I have finally reached my breaking point.  I teach the cycle of abuse, as mentioned in my last post.  Just like almost every other victim, I made excuses all the time for his behavior, always saying he will change, saying that he is sorry after he treats me so badly and does all he can to make it up.  Towards the middle of October, that changed.  He said things that I won’t forget, and won’t make excuses for.  Things like he hates me, doesn’t like me, isn’t attracted to me, that I am a waste of space, the most cruel person he knows, a bitch, etc.  I realized then that when he goes on rants like that, I cry and beg for another chance, saying I will be better.  It took me a few years, but I realize now that it isn’t me.  I will say there is a small part–very small–that is me and my personality, but not enough to trigger this amount of extreme hatred.  After looking at this from a perspective of someone investigating a domestic abuse situation rather than from the first person point of view, several things popped out.  His past with his dysfunctional family.  The fact he had two previous wives.  The switching of personality, from happy and nice hubby to the mean and cruel man.  I can say from a psychological point of view that he has a high probability of being bipolar and hates women.  But like most abusers (not all, but most), no one thinks he is capable of being what I say he is.  They see him as a laid back, super nice guy that would go out of his way to help someone.  To someone’s face, he is that. But as soon as the person is out of earshot, he will tear them apart. 

To make a long story shorter (because this post is already long, and only going to get longer), I finally told my parents what was going on, something he thinks I would never do (my parents are not fond of divorce–but they love me, and always support my decisions).  Both agreed that I need to get a divorce.  That’s when things really got rolling.  It was going to wait until January, but got pushed up because he made a threat.  All the paperwork is now done, and just waiting to give it to him.  I don’t want any more conflict; I just want (and need) out. He still doesn’t know, and won’t know until the day it happens.  *sigh*  This all happens tomorrow.  I am stressed and scared, but thankful that my friends and family have been so supportive.  I don’t know what I would have done without them.  Thank you to all who have listened–I really appreciate it.  🙂

Ok, on to the good news.  My friend Sam and his wife had their baby last week!  I finally had finished the blanket for them and it made it there in time.  🙂  It was the color of the nursery–something I hadn’t planned–so that was good luck, too!!  Sam posted some pictures, and I was so thrilled to see baby Jack wrapped in the blanket I made at the hospital! 

Baby Jack's blanket--finally finished!!

I was honored that they brought it with them, and so happy that it has found such a loving home. 

Over the past year and two months, my department has been planning a conference for the Texas Association of College and University Police Administrators (TACUPA).  At first, I didn’t understand why on earth we were starting the planning so early.  By the time that the conference rolled around, I completely understood.  No matter how much we planned, there were still things that went wrong.  We were able to keep most of it hidden, and we were all proud of that.  But I will write another post about the conference…under the emergency management tab.  🙂  Hopefully I can get that done today, too!!

Until later, hope everyone has a happy holidays!!  Thank you to everyone who has been there for me, and continues to be there for me.  I am very blessed to have such wonderful friends. One more day…and hopefully things go smoothly.  Wish me luck.  🙂

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Have you ever noticed that life is full of cycles?  I am sure everyone has–moon cycles, women being graced with their cycles, life cycles…abuse cycles.

At work, I also teach.  It is not in my job description, but it is something I do for ME.  I know I have talked about it before, but I go to freshman classes on the campus and talk about emergency management, personal safety and sexual assault.  Lately, I have added H1N1 to my topics to talk about, mostly because the university is sitting at about a 10% absenteeism at this point (and flu season in Texas hasn’t technically started–it isn’t supposed to start til January and go through March).  I bring this up because people who have gone through a traumatic event such as rape have the tendency to get into a cycle of their own.  Some get into a cycle remembering–I know that I go through a point every year for about a month where my nerves are frayed and am plagued with nightmares of my rape around the anniversary, but other times I am ok unless there is a trigger.  Then the cycle begins again for a bit.  Others get into a cycle of abuse.  I am not saying by any means that it is on purpose, it’s just something that happens.  Some may end of finding people in their lives who keep them feeling like they did before–with no choices, the bottom of the bottom, not worth the attention of anyone except the one they are with.  Those are the ones who are good–really good–at making excuses.  Excuses for bruises, for moods, for crying, and especially excuses for their significant other’s behavior.  It becomes ingrained, because it is beaten in (verbally and/or physically) that the victim “deserves” what they are getting. 

Anyway, every semester I come across 2-4 students that have had something happen to them, and are looking for some sort of support.  I am more than happy to help out, especially since I was very fortunate to have support when it happened to me.  By telling my story to these students, it raises awareness and also shows those who have been victims that they are not alone.  Over 1000 have heard my story, and I don’t plan on stopping.  But recently I came across a cycle of someone who is very important to me.  She is married, and he is verbally abusive.  She has always made excuses for his behavior, and finally she realized what she was doing.  There’s usually a breaking point, and I believe she finally hit hers.  I am happy that she figured it out, and happier yet that she is going to leave him.  It isn’t happening now, but she has planning to do.  Considering he is in the “nice” and “apologetic” phase of the cycle, she is pretty confident that for now there is nothing to worry about–and he has never hit her, so that is also a good thing.  However, if there were to be a turn and he goes back to being mean and cruel, she is prepared to leave.  I know how hard it is, and I am so proud of her.  🙂

Another cycle–life.  A very close friend of mine, Sam, and his wife are expecting a baby boy in December.  Wonderful news for them, and he is so excited!  🙂  I am thrilled for them.  Being a first time father, Sam is nervous and excited.  I have been working since this summer on a blanket for them, another pinwheel, but all I have left is the edging–it is so repetitive, I can’t do it for long stretches of time.  360 rows of garter stitch…ug.  The blanket is beautiful and soft, and I REALLY need to get it done.  December is not that far away!!!

As for my cycle–I know I have been talking about getting pregnant for months, and all the trials and bumps that I have been going through.  The cyst in August led to the diagnosis of PCOS in September, and this month ruptured two more.  I have pretty much come to the conclusion that I am just going to not be a mom in the biological sense.  It is sad, and I wish differently, but there isn’t much for me to do otherwise.  Maybe sometime down the road when IVF becomes affordable.  🙂  I am not going to let it get me down, tho.  If it is meant to happen, it will.  But I am stopping the fertility drugs–I don’t know if that is what is causing the cysts to rupture.  Besides, the hot flashes are terrible on those meds!!

I do want to get back into the cycle of my loom knitting.  I have some awesome new looms I got for my birthday that I need to work on–I want to have a blanket knitted for my cousin when she marries in January, but I don’t know if I am going to get that done.  In my defense, I have started it.  Afghans are just so BIG, and I don’t have the time to just sit and knit.  I need to make the time, as I am sure that it will do wonders for relaxation and destressing a bit.  🙂  The past few weeks have been pretty stressful, and I need a break.

DH has been feeling bad for quite some time, getting hospitalized in the beginning of Sept.  He thought it was a heart attack (his best friend of 36 years had just died of one at age 39), but it turned out to be gallstones.  He postponed the surgery up until last week–the pain had been getting worse with the progression of time.  Sure enough, it was really bad, but he got through the surgery just fine last Thursday.  He’s off until next Monday, but will go back to work with limited duties.  He was going to have the surgery that Monday (10/19), but I was not going to be able to make it since I had a job interview….

Yep, another job interview.  No, it wasn’t because I was unhappy with my current job.  Actually Chief was the one who sent me the notice for the job opening (it is still a university job).  I was reluctant to apply for several reasons–I love working for the PD (not to metion, I wanted to work for them for 10 years before I got hired), I love working with my partner (slash best friend), and I love what I do.  No, it isn’t the highest paying job, but I do love it.  The new job, however, is my job plus…I would be travelling to other universities and teaching them how to do what I do.  I would also have a new partner, also from law enforcement.  It is three to four times what I am making now, 50%+ overnight travel, and all about higher education emergency management.  I talked to DH first to see what he thought, and he said it would be extremely stupid to pass up this opportunity.  Then, I reluctantly brought it up to Robert.  I was scared of his reaction, but he took it well–and wrote a letter of recommendation.  Chief also wrote one, as did the county emergency management coordinator and the vice president of my division.  I applied.  And on the 9th, I got a phone call to schedule my interview.  I was SO excited!!  I was getting my hair cut, so it wasn’t an opportune time to bounce around, but inside I was doing a happy dance.  I had 10 days to prepare.

You see, I had to do a 5-7 minute powerpoint presentation in front of the hiring board.  THAT had me scared.  I knew the people over in the department I was applying at, and some are quite intimidating.  So those 10 days I worked and researched and put together what I thought was a really good presentation (it could be over either public safety or higher education emergency management–I chose EM).  I went to the interview, and prepared for it by making packets for the board (usually 5-7 people) containing my FEMA and other EM certificates, copies of my letters of recommendation, copy of my resume and cover letter, and a copy of my powerpoint presentation so they could take notes.  I thought it was reasonable.  So I was pretty surprised when there were only three people on the board, two of which I knew and have worked with many times in the past two years.  After doing some catching up, I passed out the packets and got ready for the questions.  However, only two minutes into the questions, the power went out.  A very loud beeping came from the exit signs, which seriously threw me off for a few minutes.  We did continue the interview in the dark (mostly, had some light from a window), and I think I did pretty good for the questions.  Then it was time for my presentation, but we still had no power.  Kinda hard to do a computer presentation when there is no power.  🙂  They were going to cut the interview short and have my come back later when there was power, but I remembered that I had printed out the presentation and could do it from my handouts.  They were very impressed, as it showed that I was more than prepared for anything that could happen.  I did my presentation, did it in the time allowed, but still had some disappointment since I wasn’t able to show off my presentation.  I did end up emailing it to one of the board, so eventually they did see it.  As for now, I am in a holding position.  I don’t know anything at this point, but I do know they submitted the name on Monday.  It’s in committee.  HOPING to know by Friday.  They want this position–and the partner position–to begin on November 15.  Crossing my fingers!!! 

Ok…guess I have rambled long enough…happy almost Thursday, everyone!!

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Winnie the Pooh has always been one of my absolute favorites.  Many blankets, a few stuffed animals, plenty of clothes…I may be grown, but Pooh has always had a place in my heart.  And I think he said it best…”Oh, bother.”  That can sum up my month.

Many know that for the last four years hubby and I have been trying to have a child together.  He has two of his own, and for the summer is when we get them–we had the youngest for a month, and my oldest SS stayed until yesterday.  At the beginning of July, hubby and I decided that it was time again to go back on fertility meds.  So we did–and I remembered quite quickly the side effects of Clomid.  The hot flashes, mood swings, and the trouble focusing because of the previous two.  This also meant that I had to stop taking my arthritis meds–my arthritis being in my knees and hips.  So walking became an issue, but I was allowed my pain med and muscle relaxer.  That helped, but I am back to using a cane.  A little over a week ago was when we started blood testing, and we were excited since I was late–but all came back negative.  However, progesterone was way up, and the OB wanted an ultrasound to see what was going on.  It was a mortifying experience since there were a few mishaps, but it turned out I had a ruptured cyst, which mimicked the signs of early pregnancy.  This month there will be no Clomid so I can recover (sucks), but still will try.

That in itself had me down, but now I have a new focus…my birthday.  I turn 30 on Tuesday.  Most people–women especially–will understand the slight depression of turning 30.  It is the loss of your 20s…and a time for reflection.  At least to me.  Growing up, most people have a thought of how life will turn out for them.  Me, I had mine planned:
1. Graduating high school
2. Go to college and graduate in 4 years
3. Marry my high school sweetheart
4. Get an awesome job
5. Have my first child
…all by the time I was 26.  Here I am, days from 30…  
1.  I did graduate from high school.  Check! 
2. I went to college–but won’t be graduating until next spring (I hope), so that took 13 years (yes, just for my BA…had a few bumps in the road).
3. My high school sweetheart and I broke up the first year in college, and I had a little bit of a smirk when I found out he married someone who looked like my twin.  🙂  However, I did get married, but at age 26–and to a customer from a bar where I worked–lol!!
4. I did get an awesome job, just accomplished this year (well, kinda last year, but too much to get in to).  Took me almost 10 years, but I was persistent about working for this PD.  Granted I drive 65 miles each way, I am super happy where I am at and thrilled at what I do.
5. Turns out havin kiddos of my own is a bit of a challenge.  But I have made up my mind that now is the time.  Risks for me are already high as it is, so waiting much longer will just make things worse. I do have two great stepsons (when they don’t hate me for having rules), but it’s not the same. 

But with my birthday comes presents–and some come early.  🙂  Hubby was wonderful and ordered me some BEAUTIFUL looms from DA Looms (again, thank you Isela!!  They are perfect!!).  I finally got the Wondersock Loom and an RG 60″ Infinity Rake.  They are perfect!!  I decided to knit myself a pair of birthday socks, and finished them yesterday.  I wanted to finish them last week, but of course I kept getting distracted by other projects–I finished a beanie for a dear friend that is an EMT, and still working on a scarf in a tiled pattern in the gorgeous plum chenille yarn.  Have more sock yarn I want to use, and can’t wait to start again…

My parent’s threw me a birthday party yesterday, and was quite surprised to see that there were so many people that came, including Robert and family from an hour and a half away…it was great.  I was also surprised that I had such a great time.   Here are some birthday highlights:

Anyway, the big day is tomorrow, and I will be enjoying it at work.  🙂

Speaking of…need to get back to it!!

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Once again, I am going to go off of looming for a bit.  My babies are home for 5 weeks, and I am SO happy, but not too happy with their regular home life.  Just letting everyone know, they are my stepsons, although I treat as my own, and they have been through so much my heart aches for them.

I worry for my oldest son, since the divorce was so hard on him.  Every hurtful comment from the mom’s boyfriend (of two years or so) really gets to him.  Now he is scared that if he misbehaves I will leave him, since that was what he was told.  I was LIVID.  NO ONE speaks for me.  Period.  And I unleashed a torrent to her and to her sister about what the boyfriend had said.  I wasn’t about to stand for anyone telling him I might leave, and I never will leave him, no matter what happens between my husband and I.  So they have been warned–if I hear anything whatsoever that might even be a whisper of detrimental speaking on their behalf–talking about me, my husband, or them–I will be all over them like white on rice.  The problem was fixed, he is reassured, and I have two happy little boys right now.  I think that the boyfriend get frustrated because my oldest has a mild form of tourrets syndrome, and so handling him is a bit different than you would a normal child.  Structure is important, and so is counseling.  Since it is mild, we don’t need drugs, at least yet, for what he has.  It is fine as long as no one says anything hurtful for the most part or triggers anxiety or nervousness.  But if it gets to be any worse at that house, I am not going to stand by. 

I know I sound like one of those women who hates the ex and anything that has to do with her.  That’s not true.  We actually do get along to a degree, and I am pretty close with her family (as in I stay at their house, talk on the phone, email, hang out, etc).  I consider them family, they consider me family, and most of the time the conversations end with a “love you.”  We pretty much see eye to eye on how much we dislike the boyfriend, too, so it’s nice to have that support as well.

Ok, on to the good stuff.  We have had a blast so far…been able to go to the pool, hang out and watch movies, play some video and card games.  It’s been really nice having them here, although hectic at times.  And in the spare time, I have been able to get some knitting done.  I am ALMOST finished with the hooded scarf that I am knitting for my mom’s birthday.  I want to get started on several other projects I have running around in my head.  I want to make another hooded scarf, inspired to make some socks, and make a few more brimless hats for my mom.  I want to try to make the pinwheel blanket that I have been itching to make for a few years, especially for the baby my friend just had.  Just seems perfect.  However I can’t figure out the cast on and how to start it…

Anyway, the boys should be home in a minute from the latest swimming expedition.  I need to start getting dinner ready, and maybe get my scarf finished.  Lots to think about, lots to do!!!  Happy daze everyone!!

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FINALLY.  Today I found out.  It’s only been since October that I have been trying to get a permanent position at the PD.  After much waiting (three long months), I got the word today…I GOT THE JOB!!  Of course, it won’t be in effect until Feb. 1st, but that’s ok.  I am just so relieved to finally have an answer, and a good one at that!!  So now I am over parking and emergency management, was added to three committees, and became a member of TACUPA.  Very exciting!!!

Wow…it’s been a long time since I wrote on here.  It was a resolution to write more often, but it seems that every time I sat down to start writing something came up that required my immediate attention.  The boys were here for Christmas, and that went wonderfully.  My oldest requested to make a gingerbread house, and hubby and I agreed that it would be a great idea.  Things have been rough for them lately, so we wanted to do all that we could to make this a Christmas they really enjoyed.  Making the gingerbread house was loads of fun–however, the instructions said that the icing only needed 15 minutes to set up, and that was WAY off.  We had to support the roof with tupperware overnight to make sure it stayed together.  Here’s what it looked like:
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My oldest told me that Santa would for sure eat the chimney, and sure enough, he did!  That made both kiddos so happy!

After the boys went back home, I had another week of vacation.  I was SO thrilled at having peace and quiet and time to just relax.  Monday I had planned to start the day with a hot bath and a book, using one of the new bath bombs that I had ordered.  I drew the bath, found a good book to read, turned off the cell phone, slid into the tub…and after a minute figured out that I was allergic to the bath bomb.  Promptly broke out in hives!!!  Two showers and half of a bottle of liquid Benadryl later, I was not as relaxed as I had planned to be.  I spent the remainder of the day on the couch trying not to itch and recover, knitting with the dogs curled up beside me.  Surely the rest of my vacation would go well, right??  Wrong!!  I came down with a cold the next morning and was bed ridden until Saturday.  Missed New Years (fell asleep at 9pm), didn’t go anywhere or see anyone.  Then when I felt better, I did something that I have needed to do for years….I went through my closet!  I donated five trashbags full of clothing and one of shoes to Goodwill, then threw out five more bags of trash.  I was quite proud.  🙂

I was thrilled to get back to work, believe it or not.  I missed being at my office, doing what I love doing, and seeing the people that I work with.  I know I am strange…not too many people can say they WANT to be at work.  I had presents to deliver, one of them being for Robert.  I made him a fleece blanket like I did for the boys (which they absolutely loved, much to my happiness!!), and I was very happy with the way it turned out.
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I also completed my commissioned baby set for another co-worker:
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I did decide that this year I am going to make resolutions.  I did make them late since I was so, so sick on New Years, but I am pretty intent on actually sticking to these this year.  So here’s the list, although partial; I am planning on adding more as I see fit.

Jeni’s Resolutions for 2009

1.  Graduate from college (projected to happen in December if I stick to the current plan)
2.  Obtain a full-time position at the UPD (DONE!!)
3.  Keep up with my blog, and post more often
4.  Take on more complicated patterns
5.  Finish writing my patterns so that they can be sold
6.  Knit more for my chairity, Hope Pregnancy Center
7Learn to shoot
8.  Finish at least 5 more FEMA courses or courses related to Emergency Management
9.  Improve upon my CafeMom group to make it more active and fun
10.  Become a member of professional Emergency Management organizations, such as IAEM

Those are the first 10.  I know that I will think of more, and add them as the year progresses.  I will also keep it updated when I complete a goal I have set for myself.

Well, I believe I have rambled enough for now.  For those of you loom knitters who are looking for something fun and interesting to do, also with a chance of winning some awesome patterns, head over to Karen’s blog where she is celebrating her blog’s two year anniversary with an awesome party!!  Have fun, and good luck!!  Maybe I will do something like that for my two year mark…it’s a wonderful idea!!

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