Monday....

Oh, how I dislike Mondays.... Things have gone really slow today. But I did manage to get out the door and up to the church to fill out a form for Sophie to be Baptised on March 8th.I have asked Jacob and Katlyn to be Godparents this time around.Mainly because they are still here in the house and in the same state. The priest kept saying how impressed he is and how wonderful it is that I/we are adopting not one but two little girls.Well.... I never know how to react to his statement. Which brings me to some of the statements and questions that have been said or asked of me about adopting.

1) You're a saint to do this.....
Well, I am truly not a saint but if you want to think of me as that OK. But ...can I sit next to Mother Theresa?

2)Trying to get into Heaven with a few extra points are ya' ?
OK....I did get a special blessing from a Buddhist monk and he said by adopting Annalisa Budha has gave me 7 exra points to get into heaven does that count?

3)Why are you doing this when your kids are almost grown and out of the house?
Good question.....But why not? Its not like I can travel with David when he goes on his business trips ....heck I still have kids in school I have to be home for.And if I could or did why would I want to? He only goes to boring places like DC,Yuma,Phoenix or Osh Kosh, Wisconsin(no insult intended ,honest).....now if he went to places like Scotland, Ireland, or some other place with sexy looking men in kilts then OK I'm there.

4)Why dont you get a new puppy or a new car?
This has got to be the dumbest thing ever said to me.One, I have a very stupid dog and really don't want another and the two cars I have now are just fine, they get me to where I need to go and are almost paid off.

5)Why don't you just enjoy life now?At your age you should be doing things for yourself.
Well ...now what exactly do people my age do anyway that I can't do? If I have an appointment, class or whatever I have one of my older kids or husband or neighbor watch the smaller ones. What's the problem? Its not like I am asking you.

6)Can't you just be happy with the kids you have now?
They say ignorance is bliss and well.....I am very blissful. (is that a word?)

7)How old are you anyway? You dont look like you have a 27 yr old let alone 7 kids.
Well, gee thanks that makes me feel wonderful . I except the compliment and appreciate it so much BUT.... what excatly is a 51 yr old mom to 7 suppose to look like?

8)Are they all your kids by the same man?
Well ,yes. I know that sounds odd these days but yes I have had the same husband for almost 29 yrs and I haven't hurt him yet....well not too much anyway ....Besides I really don't have the time or extra energy to train a new one.

9)Wow, your youngest daughter looks just like you. How did you pick one that looks so much like you?
Well another DUH question....first off I don't have the monoply on dark hair,brown eyes, and secondly I have never and will never pick a baby out of a line up. From what I hear no one knows how China matches babies to parents. I was told once that they use your passport picture. Well if that is true than I am very lucky.....Have you ever seen a passport photo? A drowned rat would look more human.

10) and this is my favorite....Do you know how old you will be when the last kid graduates from high school?
Well....lets see that would be great big DUH!!!! I plan on being that old anyway so why not do something constructive? Besides when the last kid graduates and goes off to college David will have retired...for good this time or so he says......and then I can get a smaller house(fat chance) buy a little red sportscar just big enough for me and my purse or David if he is nice to me and then off I/we will go and visit each kid who will by this time will be living in different states. I will then stay long enough to spoil the grandkids, show the grandkids how to sneak into thier parents room when they are sound asleep and scream in thier ear just to watch them jump out of bed with a stupid look on thier face, make messes all through the house, use the last of the milk and not tell them, next I'll get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and turn on all the lights even though I know the way and then slam the door shut and whisper 'sorry', or maybe I'll stay up late with music on loud, slam doors when they just get the baby to sleep and ask them constantly for spending money or to please buy me this and that......revenge will be so sweet!

This is just a taste of things I am asked and I am sure that tomorrow there will another to add to the list.