Day 5- Favorite quote

This stands just at the entrance to the Farm Sanctuary.  No truer words have ever been spoken.

On a different note, we found out officially that T went back to his original foster parents.  It sucks. I just hope he's okay. 

Day 3 and Day 4

I obviously didn't post anything yesterday, so I'm putting day 3 and 4 together of my 30 days.

Day 3- Favorite TV Show

There are so many tv shows I like: Lost, Queer as Folk, US of Tara, True Blood... I could go on, so I will pick one that is new (at least to me) that I've been watching. Torchwood.
I can be a bit of a sci-fi geek. Torchwood is a spin off of Dr. Who, which I never really liked too much, but I am obsessed with this one!  This show has it all really; aliens, action, humor, brits and a little boy on boy action. What more could you ask for? Here's a little clip:






On to Day 4- Favorite book

Again, there are too many to choose from.  One author that always moves me with his honesty and humor is Augusten Burroughs.  I know most people know him for Running with Scissors, but my favorite of his is Dry.

Dry is a bit darker than his others, but I think it was the most honest and humorous. It's about his struggle with alcoholism and eventually going into rehab.  It made me laugh and cry at the same time. I highly recommend it.

Day 2- Just a Spoonful of Sugar...

Day 2 of 30 Days- Favorite Movie

C got me this 45th anniversary edition for my b-day this year

My love for Mary Poppins knows no bounds.  Okay, so maybe I'm a bit obsessed. My mother said that I used to drive her insane wanting to watch it multiple times a day when I was little.  I still have the same love for it today. On my list of things I want to do/share with my children is introduce them to this magical movie.

Here is my favorite MP song.  You will probably get these songs in your head. Your welcome...

Day 1- Favorite song

It's difficult to pick one favorite song, so I will pick a song from my favorite band.  Even though this is probably their most well known song, I still love it.  I never tire of hearing it and it is fantastic live.  One day I will see them live...

Chasing Cars, Snow Patrol

30 Days

It seems like I've seen this on every blog I've looked at in the last few weeks or so.  I don't usually follow the norm, but thought this would be a good way to get me blogging more and for the 2 of you that actually read said blog could get to know me better.  Here it is: 30 blogs for 30 days. Oh, and since I'm such a procrastinator, I will start this tomorrow... :)
Day 1 - your favorite song
Day 2 - your favorite movie
Day 3 - your favorite television program
Day 4 - your favorite book
Day 5 - your favorite quote
Day 6 - 20 of your favorite things
Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy
Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 9 - a photo you took
Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you
Day 11 - a photo of you recently
Day 12 - something you are OCD about
Day 13 - a fictional book
Day 14 - a non-fictional book
Day 15 - your dream house
Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 - an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)
Day 18 - my wedding/future wedding/past wedding
Day 19 - a talent of yours
Day 20 - a hobby of yours
Day 21 - a recipe
Day 22 - a website
Day 23 - a youtube video
Day 24 - where you live
Day 25 - your day, in great detail
Day 26 - your week, in great detail
Day 27 - your worst habit
Day 28 - what's in your handbag/purse
Day 29 - hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 - a dream for the future

My heart is broken

As of right now it looks like we probably won't get T.  They are putting his case "on hold" for a couple of reasons, one being that he may go back with his original foster family.  We were told this Friday when I called to see if we could go see him Saturday and take him out again. Earlier in the week, we had bought him a Woody doll and book because he is obsessed with Toy Story and we were going to give it to him Saturday.  I guess that's not going to happen now.  I truly hate all of this.  I'm mad and depressed and sad for him.  He needs a permanent home and he still doesn't have one.  All of this just makes me realize how much I want to have my own baby and it's depressing because that just doesn't even seem plausible anymore.  I've always said that I wanted to have a baby or at least be pregnant by the time I'm 35.  35 is quickly catching up to me.  Maybe we should start playing the lottery so we could either try as many inseminations as we want or could adopt outright. What scares me the most is what if I'm just not meant to be a mother at all?  I'm not sure I can handle that.

So, instead of playing with T on Saturday, we went to Barre looking for a Volkswagen for me, unsuccessfully I might add and went into Montpelier to Hunger Mountain Co-op.  I've been wanting to check it out.  I actually liked it better than the co-op we have here.  We decided to have lunch in their cafe and it was very yummy.

I had homemade hummus with lettuce, tomato, onion, cucumber & carrot on gluten-free bread

C had a wrap with herbed artichokes, roasted red peppers, cucumber and lettuce

It's an amazing feeling to be able to order a sandwich somewhere that I can actually eat! I can't tell you how many chain-like restaurants I've been to and the only thing I can eat is some iceberg lettuce with a tomato and couple of onions.  We actually did our shopping there too and spent less than we normally do.   I still would have rather spent the day with T, but overall it wasn't too bad.  I guess the waiting begins all over again. I don't like this.  I don't like it at all...

The Call

We finally got "the call" on Wednesday.  It had me in such a panic that I had to medicate myself to calm down.   Everyone was right- the minute you stop thinking about it and even (in our case) giving up on it is when it happens and it totally catches you off guard.  We ended up not getting him that night, but went to meet him on Saturday.  T (we'll call him this since I can't share his name) is almost 2 years old, has a ridiculous amount of energy and is the cutest little boy I've ever seen. I wish I could post a picture of him.  C and I took him on a "date" to the park.  I chased and played with him all over the park.  I've never felt so old and out of shape! I might not need my gym membership with him around! For all he has been through, which I also cannot share, he seems pretty well adjusted. He is a typical little boy.  He was slowly getting attached to me and wouldn't go to C so much, but the foster mom he is with now said he is like that with her husband too.  On Sunday I went over to see him again, this time by myself.  He definitely remembered me.  We played trains and I watched him act like a lunatic running around. It was fun.  C and I decided that we definitely want him to come stay with us.  I'm scared out of my mind and hope we survive! Oddly enough, I'd be less scared of a newborn baby.  It seems though like with everything else having to do with this whole process we have to wait. I've left several messages with his social worker and the coordinator, but haven't heard back yet.  His foster mom he is with now called me today and basically said the same thing to me. She's been calling and leaving messages and hasn't heard from anyone either.  This is all just driving me crazy! So, like usual, we are sitting here waiting.  Waiting sucks...