{"id":1583,"date":"2008-01-28T03:40:20","date_gmt":"2008-01-28T10:40:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=1583"},"modified":"2008-01-28T03:40:20","modified_gmt":"2008-01-28T10:40:20","slug":"1583","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=1583","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2196\/2221785939_94774fb6f8.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Kara got home from her snow trip today.\u00a0 She reminded me of myself when I was going to church at her age.\u00a0 I loved church camp.\u00a0 I loved everything about it.\u00a0 I&#8217;m grateful that she had the opportunity to be a part of something so special with her new friend,<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=1564\"> Kyla<\/a>.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s wonderful to know that I can send my child over to her friends house and know that the parents are an active in their child&#8217;s life.\u00a0 Her mother is a mother and not her &#8216;best friend&#8217;.\u00a0\u00a0 She is accountable for her behavior around her parents and at other people&#8217;s home.\u00a0 Her family will make sure that if Kara is in their home that they will respect the choices I make for my daughter and not disrespect me by telling my daughter that the choices I make for her are &#8216;wrong&#8217;.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m not strict, I&#8217;m not unfair, my children respect me as a parent&#8230;and a &#8216;friend&#8217;.\u00a0 They can come to me and not fear telling me the truth.\u00a0 I respect them enough to not to drill them for every detail of their lives.<br \/>\nHave I mentioned how much I adore this girl&#8217;s parents?<\/p>\n<p>Alyx was bored to death last night.\u00a0 I decided to put a bit of make up on her and take pictures.\u00a0 I know my girls are not camera shy are are pretty darn cute, but I had no idea how photogenic Alyx was.\u00a0 Normally she does this stupid smile or the &#8216;enough with the camera mom.&#8217; look.<br \/>\nLooking at her pictures and seeing how much older she looked with a tad bit of eye shadow, I felt the need to hurry up and write her <a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/obnoxiousaries\/2222575652\/\">a letter<\/a> to make sure she heard at least a small fraction of what I have teach her before she is grown and doing her own thing.\u00a0 Things I think I might have forgotten the first 11 years of her life.<br \/>\nAt 4 am I was still very much awake.\u00a0 She walked into the room and I pulled her into bed with me and all the thoughts running through my head that were keeping me awake, washed away.\u00a0 I fell asleep.<\/p>\n<p>As you can see, I am probably going to be posting this at 2:45 am.\u00a0 The night is still early for me.\u00a0 There are 2 or 3 more hours of stressing before my mind and body break down and I am able to sleep.\u00a0 It doesn&#8217;t matter that I took the &#8216;mac daddy&#8217; of all sleeping pills at 10 pm.<\/p>\n<p>How are things?\u00a0 Oh, I don&#8217;t know.\u00a0 I feel like I&#8217;m stuck in some strange purgatory.\u00a0 Day late and a dollar short and all the other stupid phrases that describe people who make a bed and then have to lay in it.\u00a0 (By the way, people who make a bed and are forced to lay in it&#8230;they don&#8217;t sleep in it. They just lay there and stare at the ceiling fan and redecorate the room in their heads)<br \/>\nYou know how when you have a headache, you wish you could take your brain out and scratch the pain right off?\u00a0 I&#8217;m kinda like that, but I wish I could drink some bleach and clean out all the ick.\u00a0 When i&#8217;m all clean then I can lose some weight, not be so freaked out, grab a back pack and be one with nature.\u00a0 I think I might be a closet tree hugger. DEEP in the closet.\u00a0 So deep in the closet that you would NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS guess that I love the world outside of the safe walls of my home.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I will go out tomorrow and buy some trail mix and biodegradable toilet paper.\u00a0 Or drink bleach. I haven&#8217;t decided which one.\u00a0 Pine Sol would probably be more appropriate?*<\/p>\n<p>*kids, i&#8217;m not drinking bleach or Pine Sol. Yet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Kara got home from her snow trip today.\u00a0 She reminded me of myself when I was going to church at her age.\u00a0 I loved church camp.\u00a0 I loved everything about it.\u00a0 I&#8217;m grateful that she had the opportunity to be a part of something so special with her new friend, Kyla. It&#8217;s wonderful to know that I can send my child over to her friends house and know that the parents are an active in their child&#8217;s life.\u00a0 Her mother is a mother and not her &#8216;best friend&#8217;.\u00a0\u00a0 She is accountable for her behavior around her parents and at other people&#8217;s home.\u00a0 Her family will make sure that if Kara is in their home that they will respect the choices I make for my daughter and not disrespect me by telling my daughter that the choices I make for her are &#8216;wrong&#8217;. I&#8217;m not strict, I&#8217;m not unfair, my children respect me as a parent&#8230;and a &#8216;friend&#8217;.\u00a0 They can come to me and not fear telling me the truth.\u00a0 I respect them enough to not to drill them for every detail of their lives. Have I mentioned how much I adore this girl&#8217;s parents? Alyx was bored to death last night.\u00a0 I decided to put a bit of make up on her and take pictures.\u00a0 I know my girls are not camera shy are are pretty darn cute, but I had no idea how photogenic Alyx was.\u00a0 Normally she does this stupid smile or the &#8216;enough with the camera mom.&#8217; look. Looking at her pictures and seeing how much older she looked with a tad bit of eye shadow, I felt the need to hurry up and write her a letter to make sure she heard at least a small fraction of what I have teach her before she is grown and doing her own thing.\u00a0 Things I think I might have forgotten the first 11 years of her life. At 4 am I was still very much awake.\u00a0 She walked into the room and I pulled her into bed with me and all the thoughts running through my head that were keeping me awake, washed away.\u00a0 I fell asleep. As you can see, I am probably going to be posting this at 2:45 am.\u00a0 The night is still early for me.\u00a0 There are 2 or 3 more hours of stressing before my mind and body break down and I am able to sleep.\u00a0 It doesn&#8217;t matter that I took the &#8216;mac daddy&#8217; of all sleeping pills at 10 pm. How are things?\u00a0 Oh, I don&#8217;t know.\u00a0 I feel like I&#8217;m stuck in some strange purgatory.\u00a0 Day late and a dollar short and all the other stupid phrases that describe people who make a bed and then have to lay in it.\u00a0 (By the way, people who make a bed and are forced to lay in it&#8230;they don&#8217;t sleep in it. They just lay there and stare at the ceiling fan and redecorate the room in their heads) You know how when you have a headache, you wish you could take your brain out and scratch the pain right off?\u00a0 I&#8217;m kinda like that, but I wish I could drink some bleach and clean out all the ick.\u00a0 When i&#8217;m all clean then I can lose some weight, not be so freaked out, grab a back pack and be one with nature.\u00a0 I think I might be a closet tree hugger. DEEP in the closet.\u00a0 So deep in the closet that you would NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS guess that I love the world outside of the safe walls of my home. Maybe I will go out tomorrow and buy some trail mix and biodegradable toilet paper.\u00a0 Or drink bleach. I haven&#8217;t decided which one.\u00a0 Pine Sol would probably be more appropriate?* *kids, i&#8217;m not drinking bleach or Pine Sol. 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