Dog Days of Winter

My life has been hectic, crazy, busy, and boring- all at the same time. The holidays were dramatic and exhausting, and then I was propelled into the jungle of graduate school. I spent 2 weeks in an intense preparatory course for clinical practice and G was left home with all the kids and our NEW puppy. Yep. I'm crazy. Well. To be fair, Lucy convinced me to convince G that it was a good idea, since she really wanted a kitty and I am deathly allergic. I know, she is a very smart 4 year old- right? Oh and, the kids were sick. Perfect. Happy New Year!

So. For the last two weeks, I have been enduring freezing temps and blowing winds, all while trying to study, raise my family, keep everyone healthy, and potty train a 2 pound Morkie.

These past two weeks taught me a few things: how to perform a pap smear, prostate exam, how to perform a physical, and most importantly- that G is a whiny, and slightly bitchy, housewife. He is a great daddy, and good husband, and a smart Medic, but he is terrible at running a household, as evidenced by:

Lucy missing the bus and school and gymnastics class, more than once.
Hudson's nap schedule being interrupted for important trips to Fleet Farm and Menard's.
Kane not do any chores, and the dog shit in the backyard piling up.
No one potty training the new puppy.
NO grocery shopping getting done. AT ALL.
I'm pretty sure everyone was forced to turn their underwear inside out, since that room off the kitchen where clothes pile up looked a lot more like the Sand Dunes of Monterey Bay then a laundry room.
And G complaining, like I couldn't relate. Um- hello!?!?!

So, since being home I have been busy handing out Tamiflu and Motrin like skittles, babying my kids and husband, potty training the puppy, grocery shopping, preparing (real) meals, and returning normalcy were chaos ensued. Well. We will never be normal, but a girl can try. Right?

I gotta go... Lucy is puking and the puppy is eating it. Great.

peace and love,
-A




Meet Bella- the newest member of our family.

Hudson was really excited about getting the new puppy- can you tell?

mommy and bella

yummy chicken dumling soup- thanks to Ms. Jen for the recipe

being a puppy is "ruff"



2012- A Look Back

The holidays are officially over. Thank God. They were exhausting. Emotional. Fun. Sweet. Ugly. But most of all, they were just exhausting.

2012 was a roller coaster of a year for the Schueys...

I dove, head first, into my graduate studies.

We remolded the home where we fell in love.

 

We sold the home where we fell in love and moved-in order to grow as a family.

 

Lucy turned 4. She continues to bring a lot of energy to our lives.

 

My mom, GeGe, little sister Jillian, and I took a dream NYC Broadway vacation. It was 3 generations of WICKED.

 

 We spent most of our summer by the lake- swimming, kayaking, hiking, and being a family.

Lucy started 4K and loves school.

Kane started High School. He even joined the soccer and the wrestling team.



Our family was rocked, shocked, rattled, and rolled. But we made it through. We were able to rise above. Like a phoenix, we were reborn from the ashes of hell- together, stronger than ever.
Garth stayed busy keeping everyone (me) calm. He is the glue that keeps this family together. For that- I LOVE HIM.

We gave "Thanks" in a different way this year- with a run/walk for charity and a little left over chinese food. 

Hudson, our sweet baby, turned 2. He had a blast celebrating with friends and family.

 



Lucy sang like an angel for her school Christmas Program and at church on Christmas Sunday. And, NO. The church building did not burn in flames.

Christmas was emotional, raw, honest, and nutty. Despite an icy blizzard, Christmas brought a lot of heat and flames. And Garth was there every step of the way, putting out fires and loving me through all my crazy.

Even with all the craziness, we were still able to find some time to play Santa for our little ones. That is before Lucy woke up to ask me how Santa was going to get through our "closed fireplace." That was a close call for this Santa team.

I kissed my babies and rang in the New Year with my family. It was a very symbolic way to start 2013.

From my (crazy) family to yours- Happy Freakin New Year.