Golden Daily News

The day to day things that go on in this house would definately be too much for the weak or weary.
It isn't even noon and many things have already challenged the day. I got the sh*t scared out of me by a raccoon sleeping in my trash can. Later to find out that the poor thing was trapped and needed to be freed from the can.
I found myself wondering why my quarterly bug service didn't show up yesterday just to find out that they did show and my grandfather refused to let him in. How do you tell a man with a brain of a 3 yr old not to answer the door or wander outside for a walk(yesterday) or turn off the water in the shower (or rather not turn it on randomly).
I have a new found respect for people who work with the elderly and can I say I would never choose that profession. It is hard enough when it is someone you love. I may be cut out for a ton of kids but 1 elderly man is pushing me over the edge most days!
Let me just say that flying stand by with 4 kids on Sunday isn't the least bit scary compared to what is occurring daily here. And can I just say...kudos to my precous Jenna who deals with it nearly as much as myself.

Crafting fun

I used to be a mom who hated play doh and paints because I don't like messes. It is funny how much I have changed over the years. I used to vacuum everyday and now I am lucky to get to it once a week. Don't get me wrong I still clean my house but I am very much more relaxed. My toilets are clean and most of the time my house is somewhat picked up. I find myself realizing that my craft supplies need to be replenished regardless of mess. Bags of gray colored playdoh that were beautiful and multicolored before Char got them are littering my counter tonight. Tomorrow my hands will be stained with tye dye after my deck is littered with wet towels and wet swim suits. Isn't that what summer is for? I will say that my tired body will pick it all up once little ones go to bed but I am trying hard to just enjoy the moment. Maybe I should say.. the moments between meals and dishes and laundry!
Oh and can I ask who came up with duct tape crafts? WOW someone is getting rich on that. They rename it duck tape and make new colors and designs and sell it for 5 bucks a roll. Why can't I ever think of these things.

AHHH... Summer time

I do believe this is the official first day of summer vacation for the kiddos. I heard "mom" about 200 times. Hello summer! Thankfully I love the hot weather enough to overlook the annoyance of having everyone  home all day everyday.
We took the kids camping to kick off the summer vacation season. This took them out of school a day early. I don't know what I was thinking.  As usual there is never a dull moment in the Golden family. This weekend landed us in the Lancaster General emergency room getting Charlotte stitches. Poor thing walked behind the swing set and BAM! Down she went.  So now I have to keep her out of the pool for a few more days. I am actually thankful that it is supposed to rain tomorrow now.

I have always thought it would be awesome to be a teacher and have summers off but I have to say I am glad to go to work  a few days a week and leave someone else to referee and wipe up messes and hear their name 200 times a day.

Although it is times like these that make me glad I am a full time mom with a part time career. Just look at them...

A long, long time ago

I just found out that I am related to the McCoys.
 People were crazy back then and as I look at my family tree I realize it was not that long ago really. People carried guns and a feud between two families could turn into a civil war. It seems as though you could shoot anyone and as long as they didn't die you could get away with it. I must say that as crazy as the Hatfield and McCoy families were, I am not surprised to find a relation between us and them. Today instead of guns people fight with words.. text messages and emails. Noone has any guts to stand up in person like back then. Not many tell it like it is and the ones that do meet much conviction. I tell it like it is and stand up for my beliefs and take alot of grief for it.
 I am pretty sure if I had lived back then I would either be followed and revered or hung.
 There are a few people that would love to see me hang today but I will keep speaking the truth and staring the lies in the face.
 As I look at my family tree I realize I get my fiery ways honestly and in some ways have also lost many in my own war but I will not give up and justice will prevail in the end.
Styles change, laws change but people seldom change. If it looks like evil and smells like evil then it is probably evil!