Thursday, October 27, 2011

even queens make mistakes

Queen Pea missed the Fall band concert that Anne Pea was in tonight! I feel terrible! I had a doctor's appointment right after work and traffic was ridiculous! Apparently, it's very difficult to drive in drizzle?!? I made it to the 6:00 concert at 6:25 and it was already over! I had a very upset pea on my hands. She was so sad (and mad)! And so was Momma Pea!


Drying tears from a thirteen year old is just as hard on momma as it is when she's two! I'm sorry, Anne Pea, and I will always strive to do better!

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

this is what i get....

I am always trying to be funny. My peas inform me often that I am not. I have always wanted to be though! I love to laugh (I'm called Giggle Elf at work) and I frequently try to tell funny stories and jokes at work. They typically aren't terribly funny, but I have no problem laughing at my own material. 


Yes, I giggle, heartily, when I tell my own stories. I think that alone disqualifies me from ever being a real comedienne (I shall continue to live vicariously through Tina Fey and Amy Poehler). Darn.


So, today our Facilities Manager, Vaughn Bee, brought me a shipment I ordered the other day. As he was walking toward me with the box, I said, "Oh, those must be the mouse pads I ordered. You know, those little houses for mice?" 


Except right as he arrived at my desk, about the time I said "little houses," I rammed my bare knew straight into the corner of my desk drawer. Of course, I laughed. Not at my own joke this time, but to keep myself from crying and throwing up out of sheer pain. 


Vaughn Bee laughed. I'm still not sure if it's because of my joke or my clumsiness. That's what I get for trying to be funny!

Thursday, October 20, 2011

umm...excuse me?

Is it bad when one of my King Pea's employees calls me "Momma?"


Lordy, I think I'm considered old now.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

pea hairspray

I don't use much hairspray. Let's just say I like a more natural look. So, my peas don't really shop for, price, or buy hairspray. Anne Pea needs some for the morning, apparently it's curl-your-hair day at school tomorrow. 


She went into the store by herself and came out with a $13 bottle of hairspray. I think she was in the wrong section. When I informed her that there were cheaper, much cheaper, bottles we had a good laugh.


And then she remembered she used her own money. I think that's when she wanted to cry.

Monday, October 17, 2011

pea punishment

Even the best peas with the most honorable of intentions get into more than they can handle sometimes. Abby Pea just finished her first nine week period and the grades weren't pretty. Just to clarify, she is taking all GT classes and 13 dance classes per week after school. Yes, that's a 13 with a 1 and a 3. And, yes, we're mad! I actually think today is the first time we counted them up and we all thought no wonder she's having trouble keeping her grades up! 


Well, no more! We're down to a much more manageable six classes per week. It broke her heart, but King Pea and I decided it was best for the whole family. 


It's so hard to deny peas what they want, especially when they're the most beautiful dancer you've ever seen. Or best artist, or greatest texter. We have a couple of pretty awesome television watchers, too. Peas can't have everything they want. If they did, they'd be too exhausted for the responsible stuff. And, we of all pea-ple know how hard it is to say, "no" and take away privileges. 


We also had to point out that this was not so much punishment, as doing what's best for our pea. You think she bought that load? Yeah, neither did we.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

pea laundry!

It never ends! I think if we did a load of laundry a day, it still wouldn't be enough! At least when they're baby peas, the clothes are tiny! I did get to give away some clothes to a sweet pea who can, hopefully, enjoy them. Those clothes have been through two crazy peas, so I hope they still have some life left in them! One thing I can say, my girls have been blessed with plenty!


I've been in the giving mood lately, and with normal, stingy, teenage, girl peas, it's hard to give up anything. Time. Money. These things are always in short supply in our family. Every day I hear, "I want...I need...Can I have?" I was cornered just today by one of my peas begging for a certain item for Christmas. Already?!?


How do you teach your peas, especially at the ages mine are at, that it is better to give than to receive? I am still working on that one. Maybe with the approaching holiday season, we can get closer to that goal. I'll let you know if I come up with any unique ideas, and you can let me know if you come with some, too! See, we can already start giving!

Monday, October 10, 2011

pea logo!

I got my business card made (not printed yet, but I'll get that accomplished soon). I also wanted a logo to put on my photos. Hope you like it!

there are peas in my pod!

King Pea is out of town hunting, or doing something manly that I could careless about. So, my sweet peas and I thought it would be nice and cuddly if they slept with me in my pod. I ended up a boiled pea and didn't sleep a wink! Just because your peas get older, doesn't mean you'll sleep through the night! I loved getting to cuddle and say prayers with my peas though. I guess a small lack of sleep was worth it.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

i'm official

I finally got my business card to look the way I want it. I think it turned out cute. Now, if I could just get my blog to look as cute, I would be 
hap-pea! It's a work in progress.


anne, my runner pea

Anne Pea has taken to cross country like a pea to a pod! She's run in a total of five meets so far, and has improved each time. Next week is her district, and last, meet. Her King and Queen Peas are so proud of her!

We're going to miss her meets, but we're really looking forward to sleeping in our pea pods a little later than 6 a.m. on Saturday mornings!


Anne Pea-first XC meet

This was at her very first XC meet! Cute and fast!

abby pea's first date!

Abby Pea-Homecoming 2011

Abby Pea and Jonathon Pea-Homecoming 2011

Yes, my pea went on her first official date to homecoming. I don't know whether I should be proud, terrified, or hysterical. So, I am a little of all of the above. On one hand, I am so blessed to see the pea she's become. On another hand, I am terrified of the whole dating thing that she's embarking on (I remember those days, which is exactly why I am terrified). On the other hand, I am clearly not old enough to have dating peas! These growing peas give me panic attacks and make me hypea-ventilate. I know that's too many hands, but I always needed at least one more any way!

She had a great time, and I must admit, Jonathon seems like a real sweetie pea. I didn't have a complete meltdown and we all survived. So I think it's a success!

these peas didn't come with instructions!

I have been out of college now for about a year and a half. I am one of the fortunate to be blessed with a good job with people I actually like. My job is pretty good. I don't moan every time I walk in the door, they have free coffee (albeit terrible coffee), and I'm generally content with being there. But lately I have been missing "something."

It may be more than one thing: A creative outlet, learning (I discovered in college I quite like learning things like history, who knew?), and especially having more time with family. Seeing as I have two teenage peas, my panic of their eventual adulthood has begun to set in.

Lacking time with them has been the most difficult transition from my college days to full time working momma pea by far. Something happens when your daughter pea hits about middle school. She becomes busy. Very busy. Things to do. Pea-ple to see. And guess who's driving these teenage peas everywhere? I have to say, ever since Abby Pea has decided four nights of dance classes per week would be awesome, I have been a glorified pea taxi driver.

I miss having itty bitty peas and thinking I was so busy with pea preschool and two dance classes a week, a baby pea on my hip, and supper to cook. I can remember wanting them to be 10 or 14 and thinking it would be so much easier if they were older. I would have time for "pea me" when they're teenagers. How silly. I now get "me" time a couple of days a week in the smelly gym (if I'm not too lazy to wake up at 5 a.m.). I am usually stinky and sweaty and would rather be in my pea pod fast asleep with King Pea. Enough of the pea-ty party.

Life with peas is crazy, busy, terrible and wonderful; no matter how old they are. When the peas become teenagers though, you begin to fret over every decision you've made, every thing you might have done wrong or right. Did you teach her well enough about God, school, relationships, pea boys, drugs, sex, manners, etc. The list is practically endless. If you're a momma pea, you will feel guilty about the things you could have done better. That's when all you can do is pray for God to fill in the gaps in the places you know you totally failed at.

Having two teenaged, girlie peas is challenging and fantastic. They are so much fun, yet terrifying. I know I won't do the best thing in each situation. But, I can try.

my peas


Abby Pea and Anne Pea. They make my life peas-ful and drama free. Ha!