My Gift to You

I hope everyone is enjoying their holidays with their loved ones. My holiday gift for you all is a reminder, a reminder to appreciate what you have, do not dwell on what you don't have, and remember those that love you and don't miss an opportunity to love them back.

Happy Holidays!

Let it Snow

It feels like its been snowing for days. In fact I think today is the first day in about a week I've looked outside and not seen white fluffy flakes falling to the ground. I guess that's one good thing about not being able to drive. You see because of the seizure I had on Thanksgiving, I legally can't drive until the beginning of March. Hopefully by March the snow will be gone for the most part and I won't have to worry about driving on those icy roads.

If I have to be stuck in the house, I'd prefer looking out the window and seeing the world blanketed by the pure white perfect flakes that have fallen from heaven. So for now I say...Let it Snow!

The Thanksgiving I'd like to Forget

After the movie Diann was taking me home, this is where the split "personality" of the day came through. I remember driving (actually Diann driving) and we were talking about our thoughts of the movie. I remember talking about the remaining books becoming movies and how more then anything I want her to finish Midnight Sun. I remember pulling up to a stop light.....the next thing I remember was looking around, confused. We were parked on the side of the road,I could hear Diann crying outside of the car, I couldn't see her, I couldn't move, I could see a sign on the side of the road and I was trying to figure out where exactly we were. Then I could see an ambulance with the lights and sirens coming straight for me. I don't remember the paramedics walking towards me, I just remember them talking to me, asking me questions I couldn't answer. I didn't know where I was, where we had been, I couldn't even tell them how old I was. It was terrifying. I don't even think I answered any of there questions. I don't remember them putting the IV in my arm. I don't remember if I walked to the ambulance or if they put me on a stretcher and pushed me. I could hear Diann in the front of the ambulance talking to the driver, I could hear the three paramedics who were in the back talking, but nothing was seeming to register to me. When all the sudden I remembered how old I was. I'm sure that was a question they asked several minutes before, but I finally remembered and that was something. Then we pulled into the ER.

Apparently, I had a seizure. Diann said we were talking, and then I started convulsing. She rolled down the window and asked the lady in the car next to us to call 911. I've never had a seizure before, and like I said I don't remember a second of it. The papers from the hospital and the fire department called it a Tonic Colonic Seizure, which is what used to be termed as a Grand Mal Seizure, lasting over 3 minutes.

Several posts ago I talked about how lucky I am to have a family that is so supportive and loving, and I this was just another reminder of that. It was Thanksgiving night, after 10 pm and I don't think I could have kept my family away. Of course Diann was there, Ronnie came, my Mom and Jess, JD and Kenna and Bob came. Ronnie had Ethan and Sophia with him, but Jess took them to his house to put them to bed, and to keep them from seeing me in the condition I was in.

Since then I've had several tests and we're still trying to figure out what is next, and where I go from here. I've been off work, on disability of sorts, needing someone to watch me most of the time. I can't drive and I've had to depend on others way more then I am used to.

I've always been the person that would offer help to anyone, I would actually be offended if someone needing help wouldn't ask me, but now that I'm on the receiving end, it's much harder. I like to be independent and helpful, and that's not how I feel these days.

I do have to thank all the people that have been helping me lately. My Aunt Denise has been my constant babysitter and chauffer, taking me to appointments and just wherever she goes, just to get me out of the house. My mom and Jess who have helped with the kids even more then usual, and our neighbors, especially Rochelle, who has drove Ethan to school almost every morning, even though her daughter is off track and she should be sleeping in (I would be). Again I'm reminded of how lucky I am.

THANKSGIVING

My Thanksgiving had a split personality. But for now, lets just talk about the good. It started out as a great day. We spent dinner at my Uncle Bob's and Aunt Diann's house. We planned on having Thanksgiving dinner there because it would be easier for Curtis, but he decided to spend Thanksgiving with his Dad in Colorado. We were disappointed to not have him with us, but I was so happy that he was able to travel and visit with his family that aren't as lucky as we are. They don't have the pleasure of being able to visit him on a daily basis. I admit I did worry about him traveling by himself, but he made it there and back safely. We still had plenty of loved ones with us during dinner. There was the four of us, Ronnie, Ethan, Sophia and myself.Uncle Bob, Aunt Diann, cousin Danielle & Bree, my mom, Jess, my brother J.D., Kenna, Uncle Eddie, Aunt Theresa, cousin Tony and his girlfriend, cousin Richard and his wife Becky, cousin Kallie, her boyfriend Nick, and her three kids. It was a great dinner, with lots of great company and conversation. And most importantly...LOVE!After dinner, Ronnie, the kids, and I ventured across the street to Ronnie's Grandparents house. We had the pleasure of visiting his Grandparents, Ronnie's Dad, Aunt Debbie, Uncle Roger, cousin Keith and his wife Carly (with baby on the way, Veronique), Ronnie's sister Tina (with baby on the way, Justice) her boyfriend, and his nephew Chance.After visiting for a few, we made our way back to Bob and Diann's house, where the crowd had thinned. Some were playing Wii and others were visiting. Diann and I decided it was our chance to sneak away to catch a showing of Twilight!I have to say I was both pleased and disappointed with the movie. There were parts that thrilled me, but other parts that were so far from how I imagined it, that I was discouraged. I guess that's how it always is when you read the book first and are so anxious for the movie.

The Pumpkin Patch & Halloween

Ethan, Christian, & Sophia being clowns

My Witch and Dead Zombie Knight

I Lied

Yes, I admit it, I lied, but it's really not my fault. Apparently some of the doctors had a miscommunication; therefore giving the family wrong information. Curtis was not able to go home on the 12th, but rather was in surgery on the 13th. From what I’ve been told it was for his knee, in the beginning it was believed it would be able to heal without surgery, but the MRI showed there was still separation. Hopefully he’ll be released in a few more days.

Both my kids have strep throat, so I’m not able to visit him without worrying about spreading it to him, which at this point would not be good. So I’ll wait a few days to visit, hopefully he’ll be home by then.

More Excellent News!

Curtis is being released from the hospital today, exactly 4 weeks after his accident. After seeing him on the first day, I would have never thought he’d be coming home so fast. I really believe that all the love and support of the people surrounding him helped with the healing process.

He had several different nurses while he was in the ICU, and I appreciated the ones that believed and understood our family bond. They would let us talk to him and touch him, and like my brother JD and his roommate Brandon (who were more then happy to take the “night shift”) just sit in his room for hours on end (of course I’m talking about when he was in a coma).

There were some that didn’t appreciate us being there. One actually asked my Aunt “how would you like it to have all these people hovering over you, touching you?” My Aunt told her that is the way our family is and that was what Curtis was used to. But she agreed that we would do whatever the nurses asked us to do, for Curtis’ sake. I can’t imagine being used to our family and the closeness we have, and not having it or feeling it while you are in a coma, what a lonely feeling that would be. I know some believe that people in comas, don’t feel or hear anything, but I think they’re wrong. How else can you explain Curtis’ miraculous recovery? We surrounded him with all the people that love him, and he’s already going home!

His accident happened so early in the morning, family starting arriving around 3 am. I didn’t receive a call until around noon that day; I think they believe I’m not strong enough to handle such things. So when I talked to my brother, he told me to come see him before they took him into surgery, if I wanted to, of course I did. He wasn’t awake, had been unconscious since the accident, but obviously something was reaching him, somewhere in his mind. Apparently before I got there the doctor asked him a question and Curtis gave him the thumbs up. When you would talk to him, he would squeeze your hand, and I knew he could tell we were there. Everyone needed a little break before they took him in to surgery, so I stood there, holding his hand for a good half hour or so. I tried to walk across the room to get tissues, but when I tried to take my fingers out of his hand, he squeezed tighter, he wouldn’t let go. I had to ask the cleaning lady to hand me the box of tissues.

The whole time he was out or under, or however you’d like to say it, he knew we were there and we loved him. He knew we were supporting him and waiting for his eyes to open. He knew we would all be overjoyed when he could come home. And I’m sure there were times he was tired of listening to all of us babble non stop to him, but if that’s what it takes to get him better, and home, that’s what we’ll do. I feel so lucky and proud to be a part of this wonderful family; I can’t imagine it any other way.

Thanks again to everyone who visited, sent love and prayers, and supported Curtis, our family and friends through this. We can’t tell you enough how much we appreciate it!

God Bless you all!

Curtis Update

I know I should already have a post about Sophia turning 5, but she’s having a party this Saturday so I’ll update after that one.

I have news about Curtis, GREAT news actually. He is doing remarkable. Everyday he is more himself, and his quick recovery makes the crash seem like it happened months ago. The doctors have given us great hope by setting a tentative release date, which will hopefully be a week from today. He’ll be staying with his mom until he’s recovered and he'll still need to have someone with him 24 hrs a day. He’ll still be going to physical and work therapy at the hospital. They have said his complete recovery could take up to a year, but I have hope that it will be sooner, they were the ones who told us his release date wouldn’t be until mid to end of December.

I went to visit him last night. He said some pretty funny things, and I’m sure they won’t translate quite as humorous in writing, but I’m still going to post them.

To his mom, after his stepdad mentioned going to eat a steak for dinner:
“I hate you mom, just go have a beer and a filet mignon, whatever, I don’t care. Sizzler has great deals.”

To my brother when he was talking to him on the phone:
“Hey, I’m getting ready to check out, so when we get out of here I’ll call you and tell you where we’re going so you can meet up with us……….Ya, I’m checking out, I’m not coming back until tomorrow.”

To his friend’s girlfriend:
“Is your hot tub ready? I’m heading over there now.” When she said they were draining it and then refilling it he said “Well that doesn’t work, it will never be ready.”

On my way out of the hospital I passed by one of his friends who told me that Curtis had asked to use his cell phone the night before. He called information and asked for the number to a hotel downtown. When they connected him to the hotel, he tried to make a reservation for that night. Apparently he thought he needed someplace to stay.

I'm going to try to get some pictures posted in the next few days.

The whole family appreciates all the love, support and prayers everyone has been sending Curtis’ way. Thanks again!

5 Years Ago

Let me tell you a little about November 4th, 2003, five years ago today. I remember working a full day, going to a doctor appointment during my lunch break, stopping at a bookstore on the way home from work, Ronnie making dinner, reading books to Ethan, and Ronnie taking pictures of Ethan rubbing my enormous belly. After putting Ethan to bed, Ronnie and I settled into bed ourselves. And those are my last memories of our family of three.
At midnight I woke up in labor, the same time I woke up in labor with Ethan, the difference this time, was I knew this was it. I had no question in my mind that what I was feeling was Sophia making her entrance into this world. By three am we were dropping Ethan off at my Mom’s house and making our way to the hospital. It wasn’t a long ride, but it seemed like it took forever. There was no counting time between contractions; she was ready to make her entrance into this world. Less then twelve hours after going into labor Sophia joined our family. She weighed a whopping 8 lbs 15 oz! Ethan was only 7 lbs 1 oz, so that seemed HUGE to me and my 5’1” body. Even my doctor was a little shocked; although I had been telling him for months I knew she was going to be huge, he just didn’t believe she’d be that big.
She had a perfect little round face and wonderful, almost tanned, tone to her skin. She had tons of curly hair, in a perfect auburn shade. She was beautiful! The perfect addition to our family.
Tomorrow she’ll turn five, and I’ve been procrastinating planning a celebration for her. Somewhere in my mind I believe if we put it off, she won’t turn five yet, even though I know it’s not true. It’s hard to watch my baby grow up, to not be my baby anymore. I haven’t decided if it’s harder to watch your first born or your baby grow up, for me, both are extremely hard. My biggest wish is to raise them both the best I can, with the values and beliefs I feel are important, and most of all, with all the love I have to give the

I'm Ready Now

I’m ready to tell you all about my cousin and his accident. Let me first explain to you how our relationship has been. His Mom, Diann, is a year younger then my Mom and they have always been very close. There came a time when they were both single parents, my Mom raising me and my brother, and my Aunt, raising my cousin Curtis. We spent a lot of time together, the 5 of us, even living together at one point. JD & Curtis were like my little brothers at that time. They grew up as close as best friends can be, even got chickenpox at the same time. To this day they still have that brotherly connection. Quite a few years later I spent a lot of time babysitting Curtis and his two younger sisters. I’ve heard his friends say how cool they thought it was when I babysat, because then they got to hang out with my friends too. Then, as we got older, before either of us met our future spouses, Curtis and I would hang out together. We’d go to the local race track to watch the weekly races, we’d watch Nascar together on the weekends, and we hung out together at the local “lounge” bar. I think we’ve always had a closer relationship then most cousins, and I’ve enjoyed that.

On October 15th, Curtis was in a motorcycle accident. In the beginning the outlook was still unknown and didn't look good. His condition was very critical, and even though he’s making tremendous progress, he is still in critical condition. We haven’t explained the whole situation to Ethan & Sophia. I don’t think Sophia would quite understand, Ethan would, but I think it’s too much for a worrier like him to have to think about right now. Ethan has asked if he’ll look the same, which makes me believe he has been overhearing us talk, I’ve told him he will, he may have some scars, but he’ll still be Curtis. We’ve taken lots of pictures of Curtis through out the process, and most of them don’t resemble the Curtis we love, but I have a feeling he’ll want to see them when he’s all better and looks the same as he did before.

We’ve started a “Carepage” for Curtis to keep people updated on his progress. You can find the link under “My Blog List”.

FINAL ANALYSIS

BY MOTHER TERESA:

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self centered...
forgive them anyway
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives...
be kind anyway

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies...
succeed anyway

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you...
be honest and frank anyway

What you may spend years building, someone may destroy overnight...
build anyway

If you find serenity and happiness, people may be jealous...
be happy anyway

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow...
do good anyway

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough...
give the world the best you have anyway

You see, in the final analysis, it's all between you and God...
it was never between you and them anyway

Update

I know it’s been a few days since I wrote about wearing helmets, and I know I said I had something important to talk about, but I still don’t know how to start or where to end. A very dear family member was in a horrible accident and while I’d love to tell you all about him and what makes him such a special person; and so special to me personally, it’s still too surreal to talk about.

What I can talk about is what I’ve learned. In this past week I’ve been able to witness first hand how families in the same circumstances, can react so differently. I’ve watched families come and go through that ICU waiting area, I’ve seen the same pain in their eyes that I have in my heart and I know that although we all feel the same, as humans it’s only natural to have different reactions, but that' what amazes me so much. I’ve realized why my family is so special, it's the way we come together and support each other in difficult times, no matter what else we have going on, our family comes first. I honestly thought all families were like that, but apparently I was so wrong. That doesn't necessarily make my family better then the others we've met this past week, but it's what makes my family the best family for me.

You see, I come from a big family, lots of aunts and uncles, dozens and dozens of cousins and while you would assume with a family that big, it would be hard to be close, it’s not, we are very close. Growing up we spent a lot of time together, of course I spent more time with some then with others, but I still love them all and feel very lucky to have such a special bond with so many of them. Holidays and get togethers were always too loud and too chaotic, but at the same time so fun, exciting and full of love. This crisis that we’ve been going through has given us a priceless reminder of how important we are to each other. In the big scheme of things, what is life, if it’s not to spend it with the ones we love, being happy and making wonderful memories together?

I want to remind my family how much I love them all, and that no matter what else is going on in my life, I’m always here for them.

For Now

I have something so important to talk about, I just don't know where to begin. So for now I'll leave you with this...

If you ride one of these:

or these:

or these:

or even one of these:

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE.... find one of these you like:

AND WEAR IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My own Rockstar!

When I was younger, maybe 3rd or 4th grade, like so many other kids I decided I didn’t like my name. I wanted my name to be Aubrey, I don’t know why, no offense to any Aubrey’s that happen by my blog, but it’s just a name, nothing special. Ethan went through a phase like this, but it was when he was about 2-3, he didn’t like the name Ethan, didn’t want us to call him Ethan, he was Rick and that’s what he wanted us to call him. I have an uncle named Rick, he did meet him a shortly before this, but I’m not sure if that’s what contributed to his name change phase. He was very creative with it too. If I remember correctly, he wanted his last name to be Jones, and he had this whole back-story about him being a famous motorcycle rider.
I should have known that it was only a matter of time before Sophia decided she wanted a new name. That day came yesterday. She has decided she wants her name to be Rockstar Rose, not like she’s a rock star and her name is Rose. She actually wants her first name to be Rockstar and her last name to be Rose. Where do these kids come up with these ideas?

Well at least I can say my kids are creative!

Twilight books...yes I gave in!

So I get it…I’m probably the last person to read the Twilight Series books (besides my Mom). But I just have to write about them.

I wanted so badly not to follow the “in” crowd; I didn’t want to get sucked into the Twilight mania. And then it happened, I was trying to figure out a way to get Ethan to read more, and decided that maybe if he saw me reading more he’d somehow be persuaded to pick up a book more often. I decided I’d get the first book, that way he’d see me reading more, and I’d also be able to join the millions of conversation I heard on a daily basis about these books.

And that’s how my fascination began; I should have dug my heels in, never giving into that first temptation to pick up the book. I find myself anxious and excited to find out what will happen next to Bella and Edward. Now I can’t put them down. The writer of the series, Stephenie Meyer, is an amazing writer. The type that includes enough details so that you feel like you’re there, but not so much that you lose interest. I’ve since bought all four: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, & Breaking Dawn.

I’ve only gotten through the first two books (so please, if you see me, don’t tell me anything), but everyone says Eclipse is the best and that just so happens to be the 3rd in this series.

I’m so excited! I finished New Moon last night, and due to the neglect my husband has felt in the last week and a half (from the day I picked up the first book) I’ve promised him a date night tonight. So I won’t be able to start Eclipse until tomorrow.

So if any of you happen to have missed this phenomenon, please trust me. Don’t borrow the books, or check them out of the library, buy them. These are books you’ll read again and again, at least I will.

There was supposed to be a 5th book, Midnight Sun, which is a mirror of these books, but from Edward’s perspective. Unfortunately a copy of part of the manuscript was leaked online, and now Stephanie Meyer has put that book on hold, with the possibility of never finishing it. We, as fans, (see how I now group myself with Twilight enthusiasts) may never be blessed with another book in this wonderful series. I understand her not wanting to finish the book, but I hope she changes her mind.

NAIL IN THE FENCE

"There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.

Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, 'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.

When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.. "

~Author Unknown

Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole.

For Pet Lovers

For all you pet lovers out there, please read the following blog....

http://www.thechaistory.blogspot.com/

Its Only my Opinion

I don’t know if any of you have been keeping up with the news on the little girl that is missing in Florida, but I have and it’s breaking my heart. My heart aches every time I hear of a child missing, but this one is really tragic. The pictures show such a cute little girl, with huge eyes and a cute little smile.
This little girl has been missing since June but was only reported missing by her mother in mid July. Of course everything is speculation and nothing has been proven, yet, but according to the news reports the police are having a hard time with this case because they say they aren’t getting any answers from the mother of this missing child. I’m not sure why that would be; why a mother wouldn’t immediately go to the authorities and completely cooperate in order to help with the search for their own child. I want to believe the best in people, I want to believe this mother was doing what she thought was necessary to bring her child home safely. I pray this child is still alive and is found soon. But everyday the news reports get more hopeless and the search continues to provide no answers. Regardless of your opinions on this family please send out good prays and thoughts for this child. We should let the authorities handle the situation with the mother and her family, and not let that become the focus of the search for this child. Finding her should be the primary focus for everyone.
For more information please watch 20/20 Friday, September 5th.

Summer is coming to an End

I can’t believe summer is almost over, it seems like it just started. I haven’t had enough time in the warmth of the sun, in the dirt of my garden or in the wind from windows rolled down. But most of all I didn’t get enough time off to spend with my husband and kids. Next year will be different, I promise!
As Labor Day approaches I’m inclined to reminisce about what we did do this summer, and all those things we didn’t do. I truly enjoyed spending the time we did have together, as a family. Like I said in an earlier post, we’ve created memories that will last a lifetime. Our kids will always remember this summer as the summer we spent most of our weekends on the boat and the summer Nana & Grandpa got a pool in their backyard. The kids love the water, so having the ability to let them spend their summer being little fish is very gratifying. It’s been great; I don’t remember one that has been better. Hopefully it won’t end just yet.

But as we head towards the fall in all its colorful glory, I’m compelled to make some “winter resolutions”:
1. Work out more
2. Eat healthier
3. Recycle more, and buy more products from recycled materials
4. Read a lot more & watch a lot less TV
5. Stay organized

Wish me luck!

4th Grade

Ethan started school last week, 4th grade. Due to overwhelming growth in our area, which led to building new schools and ultimately boundary changes, he’s going to a new school this year. I’ll be honest, I was a little afraid for him. I remember starting a new school in 4th grade, it was rough for me, I was shy and I didn’t know anyone at my new school. But I know this is different for him. He isn’t shy or timid, he’s very friendly and likable, not to mention all the kids in our neighborhood are now also attending this “new” school. Luckily Ethan has several good friends in our neighborhood, although none of them ended up in his class.
He came home the first day and said how much he liked the new school, his new teacher and how he made new friends in his class. I was so relieved! The second day he seemed quiet when I picked him up. When I asked how his day was and I got the short response of “fine”. I let it go for the time being, knowing that this was something I would need to address with him later in private. That night we sat down and he told me how some of the older boys were picking on him, following him around the play ground, poking him. I told him that kids will tease whoever it seems to upset the most. I told him to ignore them and they’d eventually go away. Ronnie had a different solution, which I believe would have made matters worse. A few days later Ethan came home from school and said the kids were no longer bugging him, they moved on to someone else. He said, “I ignored them and pretended they weren’t there.” He said at first it bothered the kids and they started poking harder, but eventually they realized they weren’t upsetting him and moved onto their next target.
I don’t really remember having to deal with bullies in school, there was one girl in high school who I guess would be called a “mean girl” these days, she liked to verbal confront everyone, including me, but that was about it. For the most part, everyone got along. It’s upsetting as a parent to know that your children have to deal with bullies and “mean girls”. I guess the only thing I can do is try to instill morals and values in my own children that will help them avoid these types of kids, more importantly avoid them becoming these types of kids.

Hmmmmmm

I received two emails yesterday from friends that made me wonder "is someone trying to tell me something?"

"Life if too short to wake up with regrets.

So love the people who treat you right.

Forget about the one's who don't.

Believe everything happens for a reason.

Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it."

"There comes a point in your life when you realize:

who matters, who never did, who won't anymore... and who always will.
So, don't worry about people from your past,

there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future. "

"Baycation"

Ronnie and I grew up enjoying different things. Being raised by a single mom, who worked two jobs to provide for me and my brother, we learned to enjoy the simple things in life. While I enjoyed what I had, and rarely complained (we may have to ask my mom about that one), I always knew I wanted so much more for my kids.
Ronnie had a more fortunate childhood. One of the things he talked of often was boating. He grew up having family boats and enjoying the vacations they would take to the lakes. He always said he wanted to buy a boat when we were better established. We are thankful that time came sooner then we thought. And after looking at dozens of boats and figuring out what options we liked best, we purchased a boat at the end of last year. I know it seems like bad timing with the gas prices so high, but honestly, it’s been one of the best decisions we’ve made. The value of the time we spend together and the memories we are making together far outweighs the value of the money we spend in gas. If you actually think about how much it would cost to take a family of four on a week vacation (airfare, rental car, hotel, food, souvenirs, etc), it’s about the same as taking our family to a local lake almost every weekend this summer.
Since the day we bought the boat we’ve talked about what we should “name” it. I have often caught myself reading the names of the boats at the dealerships and storage facilities close to my office, some of my favorites: Romper Room, Aquaholics, Home Away from Home, Reel Fun, etc. I vowed to not name our boat until we could be that clever. Hopefully we’ve accomplished that.
Over the past few months I’ve heard at least a couple dozen times the word “staycation”, which is basically a stay-at-home vacation. With gas prices being so high and the economy being on the decline, many people have opted for staycations instead of the traditional vacation. It hit me, somehow we needed a name that told people this boat and the trips we take on it, are our vacations, hence “Baycation”.

Regret

Regret…such a simple little word, but so huge at the same time. Regret is the feeling of sorrow or sadness about something previously done or said, that now appears wrong, mistaken, or hurtful. I’ve made plenty of choices in my life, many most people would regret, but I don’t. If I could go back and change any of those choices who knows where I would be or who I would be. If I would have taken a different path at any point in my life, everything could possibly be so different. Who knows who I’d be married to, who my kids would be, or who I’d be.

The only regrets I have are the reasons for the choices I’ve made. I regret being too shy to do or say what I want, I regret that I was too intimidated by this world we live in to go and find my own way, I regret not following my dreams, because I was too afraid of failure, I regret the friends I didn’t make along the way because I was too guarded, and mostly I regret that I've held on to disappointment and hurt, and let it interfere with me being able to forgive as I should.

I’ve recently made a choice in my life that is right for me right now. One day I might regret not letting things go and moving forward, knowing that this hurdle is still in my future, instead of my past. But for now I’ll be content with my choice, for me and my family.

Although I regret the reasons for my choices, I don’t regret the choices. They’ve led me to this point in my life, to Ronnie my wonderful adoring husband, Ethan and Sophia our beautiful children who own my heart and to me, the person I’ve become with all my strengths and my flaws. I’m blessed to be where I am, and there is no regretting that.

Summer Review

I’m so ashamed; I’ve become a blog neglecter. It’s so hard to keep up when summer is so busy. When we’re not working we’re busy with summer stuff and other random things. I thought I’d give you a little run down on things I should have posted about, but haven’t had the chance.

Ethan gets sick: This last week has been crazy. Ethan picked up some sort of bug or virus. He started complaining of stomach pain and nausea on Saturday morning, in the car. We thought he had become car sick, even though he never had before, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Two days later, after several complaints of stomach pains and two days of not eating I called the dr., who told me to “pass go and go directly to the hospital”. From Friday to Sunday he had somehow lost 13 pounds. When he started out at 66, 13 lbs is way too much. The hospital did test after test and found no clear reason as so his pain or severe and sudden weight loss. We’ve been watching him carefully and he seems to be getting better. He’s gained a couple pounds and has actually started eating again. Hopefully it’s over, but it did get a little scary there for a while

Boating: Absolutely love it! We’ve had so much fun this summer with our boating trips. We’ve managed to go out almost every weekend, with a few exceptions. When we first started going out, Ronnie did it all. He’d back the truck up to launch the boat, jump in the boat to back it off the trailer, park the boat on the dock to run up and park the truck, and then the reverse at the end of the day. I’ve talked to several people we know that have boats, and I’m surprised how many think this is normal or ok. I’ve always felt I should be doing my part, and I’m so proud to say, I am now pulling my weight. I’ve learned to back the boat off the trailer and pull up to the dock (without hitting into the dock) and then pulling the boat back onto the trailer at the end of the day. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to back the truck and trailer up, there’s just something about it. We’re so lucky to live where we do, with so many beautiful lakes to visit. We also made a short trip to Flaming Gorge; the scenery there is absolutely stunning. The kids enjoy the days on the lakes as much as we do. I’m so glad Ronnie convinced me to agree to buy a boat. I do have some fun stories, but I’ll have to post on those later.

Racing: Ethan has done so great this year racing. They are on “hiatus” right now; he doesn’t race again for a few more weeks. He’s gotten really comfortable on his 65. One day I was walking past his bedroom and he called me in and said, “Mom, racing is my life. If I couldn’t race, I’d die”. I didn’t like the dying part, but it was so cute that he was so adamant that his life was racing. We’re so lucky that we are able to afford to let him do something he has such a passion for.

Pre-K: Sophia was moved up from preschool to the Pre-Kindergarten class, even though because she missed the deadline she won’t start kindergarten for another year. Here comes the bragging…. She was so ahead of the preschoolers she was bored, so they moved her up with the kids that are starting kindergarten this year. Her teacher told me she can tell who works with their kids at home and who doesn’t by what the kids know, and she thinks we’ve done a great job with her. I don’t think we do any more then most, but apparently we do. One day when I was picking her up I listened to a little boy recite the ABC’s to his mom. I was shocked to later learn that little boy will be going to kindergarten this year, he was having such a hard time with letters, it was baffling to me that some parents think that is normal. Sophia is starting to put words together, simple words, but she is still able to sound them out.

Freak Summer Storm: On July 22nd, we had a freak summer storm which destroyed my garden. I was at work all day and although the rain and hail that fell there was impressive, I wasn’t fully prepared for what I found when I made it home that evening. Driving into the neighborhood I could tell there were some severe winds there due to the tree branches down in the streets. When I pulled into the driveway the first things that caught my eyes were the leaves that had blanketed our sidewalk to the point you couldn’t see the sidewalk, and the piles of hail that had managed to survive the 95 degree temps. The blooming garden that I had looked out on my way out that morning had become a garden of sticks protruding the soil. We were missing shingles, our window wells were full of more hail, and my poor vegetable garden was demolished.

This is my neighbors tramploine, on the outside of their yard...

This is the park in our neighborhood, the hail is still there hours after the storm although temps are in the 90's...

This street is outside our neighborhood, see the top of the fire hydrant...

One last thing: I’m supposed to attend a family reunion tomorrow in Portland with my father’s side of the family. I wish I could be there, but I hope they understand why I can’t. I would love to see everyone and I know it will be a long time before we all are able to get together again; it’s just really bad timing for us. I hope they all know how much I love and miss them all.

Drive Inn

This summer has been great for us as a family. We've kept the kids busy doing fun things, hopefully making wonderful memories they can cherish for a lifetime. This weekend was no exception. Saturday morning we took the kids to "brunch" at this little old time café we love to frequent. We had a great time visiting and watching the kids try to get to the hot chocolate under the mounds of whipped cream. We took them swimming at my Mom and Jess’ house. It was so nice and relaxing. Ethan and Sophia are turning into little fish!

Last week Ronnie and one of his friends took the top off his blazer and we did what we love to do with the top off...go to the drive inn. We took the kids to see Wall-E. It was a cute show, I'm not sure they are old enough to really get the underlying meaning, but I got to hear my favorite sound, the kids’ laughter.

There is something very nostalgic about drive-inn movies. They take you back to a simpler time. Of course there have been some changes; the radio in your car has replaced the cumbersome speaker box that never quite sounded right anyway. The playground is gone, replaced with picnic tables that no one ever seems to use. It may be because we’re always at the kid shows, but it seems to be more of a family oriented place, rather then some place an eager young man would take a date.

Unfortunately because of where we live, the local drive inn theater is only open for a few months of the year, and we try to take full advantage of it while it is. I enjoy watching a movie in the fresh open air on a warm summer night. Where we decide what drinks and treats are available to our children. Where our children wear their pajamas and take blankets and pillows to make beds in the back of the truck, and are free to fall asleep if they so choose. There have been several local areas that show movies in the park on occasion, and while I enjoy those outings as well, I prefer the drive inn. It’s much easier to move a sleeping child from the back of a truck to their seat without waking them, then it is to walk in a crowd, across the park, rummaging through your pockets for keys all while hoping your cradling arms are comforting enough that your wee one sleeps through it all.

Don’t even get me started on the difference between the drive inn and the local megaplex, where you try to run pass the concession stand without letting your child get a glimpse of all the sweets available to them, if only they wear you down enough, where you’re fighting the stranger next to you for the arm rest, hoping that someone taller then you doesn’t choose the seat right in front of you or more importantly the seat right in front of your child, or patiently waiting for the parent in the row behind you to stop their child from kicking the back of your chair.

Growing up there were several drive in theaters in our area, now I only know of one, and I’m frightened one day there will be none. Some are so into the glam, glitter and what they believe is convenience of the indoor theater, they miss the diamond in the rough, they don’t know the joy of watching a movie under the stars on a warm summer night. What a shame it would be to lose that. Please support your local drive in theaters, they are a dying breed and deserve to be saved.

I only have one suggestion for the drive inn theater management. I know its outdoors, but I’d appreciate a non-smoking section for those of us that choose not to smoke.

Happy Independence Day

Today is the day we celebrate our freedoms. I could go on and on with my opinions and turn this political, but I won't. Let us all just celebrate this holiday and the freedoms we have thanks to many brave and selfless men and women.

Have a Happy and Safe 4th of July Weekend!

Friday Favorites ~ Huggies Sun Sensors

It was just a few months ago I was complaining about the snow and cold weather, but this heat is almost unbearable at times. Today’s High 102 °! Yard work is done in the evening, after the sun begins to set. I leave my blinds shut for almost the entire day, with the rare exception of the hour or so the sun has moved across the sky, leaving one side of my house in the shade. My neighbors must think I’m a recluse. Ronnie works in this heat everyday, so I should probably quit complaining, as I sit here in my 70° office.

Anywho, went on a little tangent there, sorry.

My point is that it’s too hot for the kids to play outside unless they are playing in water. That creates a whole new problem; being the reflection on the water only intensifies the dangerous rays from the sun. My kids are both fairly pale, especially Sophia. I worry about not reapplying sunscreen on them as frequent as I should. I could set a timer or wear a watch I suppose, but being on a schedule like that kind of takes the fun out of playing.



I’ve found a solution. Huggies has a product that indicates when sunscreen should be reapplied. They are these cute little stickers that start out a light shade of yellow/orange and get darker as they are exposed to the sun’s harmful rays. So with a quick look you’ll be reminded it’s time to reapply sunscreen or get out of the sun. I usually try to stick these on the kid’s shoulders; I’ve decided that’s the most convenient place. The kids even watch them, and on the rare occasion they see it dark before I do, they come tell me to put more sunscreen on them and of course a new sticker.

Friday Favorites ~ ?

I have to apologize, I don't have anything for you today. My week has been too crazy for me to even think about something I'd consider a favorite to write about.

I'll try to be better next week.....

Happy Birthday to my Bug!

I promise that's the last time I'll call him my bug, after all he did turn 9 a little over a week ago. It was quite the celebration. The Saturday before his birthday Ronnie and I did our best to entertain Ethan, Sophia, and 8 of Ethan’s friends. Luckily we had a plan and somehow, unlike every year before, I didn’t fell rushed or stressed out. We all had lunch, opened presents, had cake and ice cream, and then took them all to see Kung Fu Panda. This movie was so entertaining, but with an amazing cast of voices, including Jack Black, what else would you expect. Of course, since Ethan has been taking Kung Fu for almost two years, he was ecstatic when we agreed to take them all to see it. The plan was to drop all the kids off at their houses on the way home from the movie, but that isn’t what happened. All but one of the boys ended up coming back to our house to play. Ronnie ended up pulling the slip and slide out and they all had so much fun. It was interesting seeing Ethan with his friends, to see how they interact with each other, they were even great with Sophia tagging along. Ronnie was a big hit with the kids, of course. He hasn’t forgotten how to be a kid himself and they love that.
My Mom and Jess were out of town the day of Ethan’s birthday, so we decided to wait until they got back to have Ethan’s birthday dinner. We have this “tradition”, you get to choose where we go to dinner on your birthday, for weeks Ethan has been talking about going to Tepanyaki (Benihana type restaurant), it’s his favorite, but a little expensive for some. As the day got closer he started to change his mind, and it seemed he was swayed with every suggestion, Chili’s, Applebee’s, even Training Table, but this Sunday we ended up at Sizzler. The kid’s think the salad bar is fun, so as soon as anyone suggests it, that’s where they want to go and since it was his choice, that’s where we went. It was us, my Mom, Jess, JD and Kenna. There were a few people that couldn’t make it, and we missed having them there.
Ethan got some great presents; a remote control car, remote control truck, remote control boat, new riding gear, and lots of toys. But I think his favorite gift was from my brother J.D. and Kenna, somehow they manage to outdo the rest of us every gift giving holiday (not that it’s a contest or anything), but this occasion was no different. They bought Ethan a hat and a wallet, but not any wallet; it’s one of those wallets that have the chain that you hook to your belt loop. He thinks it’s the coolest thing ever!
Every once in a while the kids will do or say something that leave us in awe over how grown up they are and confirm that we are doing a good job raising them. The day before his birthday dinner Ethan said he was going to call Aunt Denise to invite them. He wanted to Monte, Denise, Ally, and Chandler to join his birthday dinner, and these are his words verbatim “they don’t have to bring me a present; I just want my family to be together for my birthday”. I almost cried, he’s such an amazing young man, I couldn’t be prouder! But I’m still having a hard time with how fast he’s growing up; I guess it’s a mom thing.

Live a Better Life

I received an email from a friend today and I wanted to share it:

40 Ways to Live a Better Life

1. Take a 10-30 minute walk every day. And while you walk, smile. It is the ultimate anti-depressant.
2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.
3. Buy a DVR and tape your late night shows and get more sleep.
4. When you wake up in the morning complete the following statement, 'My purpose is to __________ today.'
5. Live with the 3 E's—Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.
6. Play more games and read more books than you did in last year.
7. Make time to practice meditation, and prayer. They provide us with daily fuel for our busy lives.
8. Spend time with people over the age of 70 and under the age of 6.
9. Dream more while you are awake.
10. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.
11. Drink green tea and plenty of water. Eat blueberries, wild Alaskan salmon, broccoli, almonds & walnuts.
12. Try to make at least three people smile each day.
13. Clear clutter from your house, your car, your desk and let new and flowing energy into your life.
14. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip, OR issues of the past, negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.
15. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.
16. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a college kid with a maxed out charge card.
17. Smile and laugh more. It will keep the negative blues away.
18. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
20. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
21. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
22. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.
23. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
24. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
25. Frame every so-called disaster with these words: 'In five years, will this matter?'
26. Forgive everyone for everything.
27. What other people think of you is none of your business.
28. Remember God heals everything.
29. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
30. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.
31. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
32. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
33. The best is yet to come.
34. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
35. Do the right thing!
36. Call your family often.
37. Each night before you go to bed complete the following statements: I am thankful for _______. Today I accomplished ____.
38. Remember that you are too blessed to be stressed.
39. Enjoy the ride. Remember this is not Disney World and you certainly don't want a fast pass. You only have one ride through life so make the most of it and enjoy the ride.
40. Laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can't change

Sure makes you think, doesn't it? We really do have a wonderful life.

I'd like to believe I do most of these everyday.

Friday Favorites ~ Lip Gloss

I've never been a fan of lipstick, I've always thought lip gloss was a better option. I love the shine a good lip gloss produces, not to mention, they usually taste great. I'm somewhat addicted to Bath and Body Works lip glosses. More specifically the C.O. Bigelow Mentha Lip Buffer, the C.O. Bigelow Ultra Mentha Lip Shine, the Liplicious Limeade, and the Liplicious Fruit Punch.

C.O. Bigelow
Mentha Lip Buffer Gentle Formula

This is a wonderful mint flavored lip exfoliator. Perfect for chapped dry lips.

C.O. Bigelow
Ultra Mentha Lip Shine

Not only a shiny lip gloss, but very minty to help keep your breath minty fresh.

Liplicious
Lip Gloss - Sheer
Limeade

I have several at these at all times. The glistening shine paired with one of my favorite flavors-lime, makes this one of my absolute favorites.

Liplicious
Lip Gloss
Fruit Punch

Wonderful gloss with a tint of color and shine. Not to mention the taste of Fruit Punch!

Go try one for yourself! Why not try them all!

Ethan Turns 9

I'm having a hard time dealing with the idea that my baby boy is 9, halfway to 18! It's gone by way too fast.

As a mother I couldn't be prouder of him. Everyday he seems to find a new way to amaze me. He has this innate ability to be good at everything he tries (he gets that from Ronnie). No matter what it is, if he wants to do it, he does. For example, before he turned 3, he wanted his training wheels off his bike. I was so afraid for him to get hurt. Ronnie took them off and we both watched with great anxiety, as he rode away, without a wobble or crash. There have been a few times since then that he's come in with road rash from crashing, but that's only when he gets this crazy notion that he is a professional bicycle stuntman (thanks to the movie Rad).

Over the years I've watched him grow from this tiny baby with bird legs into a tough little man, as he's come out of his shell and become more confident in himself, as he's made the change from an only child to a wonderful big brother to Sophia. He's made this great transition from being "one" of a group, you know the "followers", to finding his own self, and becoming an amazing individual.

This year I want to give him a gift that lets him know how proud I am of him, and confirm to him that we believe he's heading in the right direction to become that brillant man we see in him. I guess my first gift to him could be to stop calling him "bug", at least in public.

Well, I guess I'll let you in on what he gets after the birthday festivities conclude, but I can show you what we got him last year.

Shortie

Buying a puppy was a big step, but he was ready for the responsiblity. He picked him out himself, and choose this puppy because, like Ethan, he had a mohawk, only his was white. It's gone now and he's not a puppy anymore, but Ethan still helps take care of him, just another reason I'm so proud of him.

Friday Favorties ~ Lemi Shine

I'm no stranger when it comes to cleaning or cleaning products. Growing up with my Mom I think we've tried it all. I don't think there has ever been a time when I've told her something about cleaning, little hints or products, that she hasn't already not only heard of but most of the time has tried. So when I mentioned Lemi Shine to her and she hadn't heard of it, I was so proud of myself for finding something so amazing all on my own.

I found this product one day while I was mulling over what dishwasher detergent to buy. Now this isn't detergent, it's more of an addition to your regular detergent. It's most common use is in the dishwasher, it helps get the dishes sparkling clean. You can use it to clean your coffee pot, disposal, shower doors, windows, water fixtures, etc. I love this stuff, I don't think I've done a load of dishes without it since I first tried it. Not to mention it has a great fresh lemon scent.

My local grocer sells this, but if you're unable to find it in your store you can purchase it on the offical website at www.lemishine.com.

Know the Signs

I don’t even know where to start this post. I’m at a loss for words.

One of my closest friends is having to deal with a difficult situation right now. One of their dearest loved ones attempted to take their own life. Luckily it was a failed attempt. I cannot comprehend the sorrow or pain that my friend or their loved one must be feeling. I only hope they are able to get the help they need and so deserve so that they are able to move forward and have a happy, fulfilling life.

I want my friend to know that I am here if they need anything at all!

*(I've left out names and "he" or "she" for the purpose of anonymity)

I’m asking everyone to please know the warning signs so that you are aware and are able to seek help for you or your loved ones before it's too late.

• Talking about Dying
• Recent Loss (this can include death, divorce, loss of job, money, etc)
• Changes in Personality
• Changes in Behavior
• Changes in Sleeping Patterns
• Changes in Eating Habits
• Diminished Sexual Interest
• Fear of Losing Control
• Low Self Esteem
• Hopeless feeling (believing things will never get better)
• Giving away prized possesions

These are only a few of the signs. If you or anyone you love is experiencing any of these symptoms, please seek help.

For more information log onto:
www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org

My Son is a Rock Star!

Sophia, Ethan, Jayden, Justin, & Kambri checking out the competition

Maybe its just because I'm his mom, but I think for his age, catching air like this is awesome!

*Thanks Heather for the great pictures- You've inspired me to try harder with my photography skills....and to buy a better camera!

Friday Favorites ~ perfume

It has been said that smells can evoke stong emotional reactions. Most of us have experienced the flood of memories and emotions that come with certain smells. For example, when I smell a certain face powder I get flooded with wonderful memories of my Grandma Lugo, when I smell leather gloves I'm reminded of my Grandpa and Grandma Casper and the horse stables they always had when I was growing up.

I really don't have any bad memories attached to smells, just happy times. Maybe that's why I love smells and perfume so much. I love the idea of someone being overwhelmed with happy memories of me as they walk past someone wearing a fragrance I've worn.

Here are some of my favorites:


Princess by Vera Wang

Created for the playful, unpredictable, independent woman who treats every day like an event and adventure. This is a woman who likes to make her own magic, this sheer, flirty blend of water lily, lady apple, mandarin meringue, and golden apricot skin are melded with sheer floral notes, accented with dark chocolate, and finished with a pink frosting accord, amber, warm woods, musk, and vanilla - a whimsical treat. (This is what I've been wearing lately)



Fantasy by Brittany Spears

A fragrance inspired by love's ability to overwhelm you when you least expect it. Fantasy is a captivating blend of ripe fruits, sweet cupcake accord, delicate flowers, creamy musk, orris root, and sensual woods. (Ronnie loves the cupcake smell)


Tommy Girl by Tommy Hilfiger

The following notes are combined to create this floral perfume: On the top, black currant bud, apple, tangerine, mandarin, and spearmint. In the middle, heather, honeysuckle, violet, rose, magnolia, jasmine and lily, and on the bottom sandalwood and cedarwood.


Realm by Erox

Realm perfume - is a floral, oriental sweet perfume. Designed in 1993 as a refreshing, subtle fragrance. The composition of the top note is of mandarin, water lily and peony. The middle note consists of pheromone, honey and rose; the base of the fragrance is made of vanilla and cedar. Realm is the first perfume using human pheromone and is recommended for romantic use. (This is what I was wearing when I met Ronnie-good memories there)


Happy by Clinique

A chic, modern, multi-layered floral with sparkling, lingering fragrance of Ruby Red Grapefruit, Boysenberry Bush Flower and Hawaiian Wedding Flower



Angel By Thierry Mugler

Angel Is Classified As A Refreshing, Oriental, Woody Fragrance. This Feminine Scent Possesses A Blend Of Vanilla, Sandalwood, And Patchouli. Accompanied By Fruity Notes Of Fresh Citrus, Melons, Peaches, And Plums". The perfume is sold in crystal looking bottles that offer a variety of colors (purple, red, blue) and the descriptions for the Angel perfume is celestial with references to the stars. I love this scent, but it's totally my mom's fragrance. Ronnie won't kiss me when I'm wearing it, he says its like kissing my mom!

Somthing so Good, Ruined by Something so Bad

More then a decade ago I spent a few years working at a bank and I loved it. I adored my coworkers, we were like family. I worked in a small branch and we really had the opportunity to form relationships with the members that would come in and visit during their weekly trip to the bank; I enjoyed the familiarity of these visits. They would frequently share stories with us, tell us of there news, sometimes even make us laugh so hard we could barely breathe. These are some great memories for me and there are times I really miss that job. So you may ask, if everything was so great, why I chose to quit. Well let me share a story with you about something that happened ten years ago this month.

It was a normal day, we were rotating through lunches and at one point there were only three of us there, sitting at the teller line chatting, gossiping and giggling away. The next thing I knew there was a guy standing in front of me, pointing a gun in my face and I was putting money in a bag he was holding open. He was covered from head to toe in black, the only part of him that was visible was his eyes, and as soon as I looked at him, there was something familiar about him. I am convinced he saw that recognition click in me and it seemed to freak him out. After we all emptied our drawers into his bag he made us lay on our stomachs on the floor. He hovered over us, pointing his gun at each of us; we just knew that was it. I remember at one point, me and one of the other girls grabbing each others hands, I don’t remember if either of them were crying, but I’m sure I was. And then as fast as he appeared, he was gone. I know it didn’t last more then a few minutes, but it seemed like an eternity.

As it turned out, that familiarity we had with our members came in very useful that day. He happened to have an account with our bank and I wasn’t the only one that recognized him. After reliving the experience with the investigating officers, they called in a counselor, who came in and talked with us, and then they sent us home for the day. My family and friends tried to keep me busy for the better part of that evening, and I didn’t watch the news. What I found out the next day is that there was a chase and some sort of a standoff; unfortunately he ended up taking his own life. I know some of my coworkers seemed relieved it was over, but I think it actually made it worse for me. I was horrified knowing that gun he had pointed at us was real, with real bullets, and he wasn’t afraid to use it. I know what he did was wrong, I know how terrifying the whole experience was and I know there needed to be consequences for his actions. But I also whole heartedly believe that while what he did was wrong, it wasn’t who he was. There was more to him then just someone who made a terrible decision and terrorized three innocent people while he robbed a bank. The reality was he made a series of bad choices that ultimately left him believing he had no other options but to end his life. I know he has a family that loves him and is most likely still grieving to this day.

After Ethan was born, I did go back to work part time, but the memory of what had happened continued to haunt me. After becoming a mother the risk seemed to be too great, I needed to know that when I went to work everyday, I would be coming home safely to my husband and son.

I still miss the girls I worked with. We need to get together some time and reminisce. Trisha, Angie, Allison, Terra, Ingrid….I’ll be waiting for one of you to plan that!

Friday Favorites ~ Natural Glow

My mom has asked me quite a few times in recent weeks if I’ve been tanning. Now, I used to tan a lot, but not anymore. While I love the sunshine and being outside in the summer, we all know, the rays from the sun are damaging to our skin. I don’t need anything to make me look older faster. And I most definitely don’t want to take any additional risks with skin cancer.
I think the only reason my mom keeps asking me is because I started using this great lotion that gives me a wonderful sun-kissed glow. It’s called Jergens Natural Glow Face. It’s not like usual self-tanners; it doesn’t leave an orange tint or any streaks, just a natural tan look. I use it every about every other day (along with my regular moisturizer with SPF). I love this stuff! You should give it a try.