Learning to "Chill"

As my children are getting older, and I'm not getting any younger I have found that I just get a little crankier. I fuss all the time about people not picking up their shoes and socks. I yell when someone makes some toast and they leave crumbs and cinnamon all over the counter top. I get frustrated when my children fall asleep on the couch with the tv on.

Then the other morning I got up for work (on a Saturday) and there were 3 children(mine plus a friend) sleeping on the couch. There were socks and shoes and sweatshirts everywhere, there were coke cans and half eaten cookies sitting up on the pass through (not on my carpet :) ), and the dogs were left out all night. The tv was blaring, the Christmas lights were still on as well as the hall light. But you know what? They were all covered in blankets, and furry friends were surrounding them. They were peaceful and dreaming. They were happy and isn't that what really matters?

As I type this BB is again asleep on the couch. His hoody is on my chair, there is half opened mail on the table, the recliners are both kicked out, there are xbox controllers scattered about, and of course furry friends are wandering around, but I'm ok! Now, ask me again when everyone is awake and it's time to clean the place up!!

Worth Repeating

My mother was in a workshop the other day and they were asked to imagine a safe place. Well, she came up with a place but figured out all sorts of reasons why it wouldn't be safe; wild animals could get in etc. So then after thinking about more of the workshop she remembered they talked about putting things in bubbles. She told me tonight
" so in thinking about all the dangers in my safe place I decided to just put it in a bubble and now it's safe!"

Too funny mom!! I love you Cupcakes!!!!

Amy

A Fresh Word for a Hurting Heart

Psalm 3:1-3

O Lord how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
Many are saying to me, "God will not deliver him"
But you are a shield around me, O Lord, you bestow glory on me and lift up my hand.


David felt like he was in the minority. There may have been as many as 10,000 soldiers surrounding him at this time. Not only did David's enemies view him differently, they actively sought to harm him. As king, David could have trusted his army to defeat Absalom, instead, he depended upon God's mercy; therefore, he was at peace whatever outcome occurred, knowing that God's great purposes would prevail. We can overcome fear by trusting God for protection in our darkest hour.

I have seen many dark hours over the last 4 months, and last night was truly dark for our family. We will have victory over the power of Satan. Satan is strong, BUT GOD is stronger!
Fear is not from God. Fear is terrible. It's awful to be fearful. It's oppressive. OVERCOMING is hard. I feel as though I'm walking in sand up a mountain. I'm tired, I'm discouraged, I have to work at every step I take. BUT GOD is a God of peace, and courage, and strength.

I keep saying I'm relying on God to get me and my family through this. Rubber meets the road. I have not been relying on God. Talk is cheap. I HAVE to rely on God and I will. I have tried this on my own, and guess what? I am failing miserably. BUT GOD doesn't fail at anything!

So here is my commitment to you. This is a big step for me, but I will be posting what God has shown me on this blog at least once a week. I need accountability. I need to rely on God. Right now there is only one set of footprints in the sand and for that one set I am thankful and will praise Him!

Amy

Finding the Silver Lining

Hmmmm, what to say. I have so many feelings running through my heart right now; it can be difficult to put it all into words.

I guess I'll start with this. My God is bigger, my God is stronger. This world is temporary and we are just passing through. I am clinging to that. I have seen so much pain and hurt over the last 4 months. I've personally been through things, and watched those I love go through things that humans just aren't equipped to handle. Thank you Lord that we have you to carry us when we just can't walk any further.

A couple of days ago my sweet husband left me a note on facebook and he'll never know how much of an impact it had on me.
He told me that sometimes there is only one set of footprints in the sand. How true that is hubby. I'm not going to go into details about what all has been happening, but you need to know that your prayers are needed and appreciated.

What am I getting from all that God has allowed to happen since last spring? I am learning to lean on Him. I am learning not to lean on my own understanding. I am learning that it's all going to be okay.

Children will be children. I'm learning that. They hurt you just as much as the world. I have good kids, I really do, but they are human and they will and do make mistakes. What I'm learning from that is that I can't always fix them. Sometimes, as bad as it hurts me as a mother, I have to let them fall. They have to learn that there are consequences to their actions; not just from us, but from life in general.

Family is family no matter what. You may not agree on things, you may get hurt by them, but they are your family and they are a gift from God. Anger and bitterness are tools to hurt you, not to help you. If you can't seem to agree, or see things together, then you just have to learn to get around it somehow.

Find what makes you happy and do it. Me? I love to have a clean, comfortable, pretty home. Can I afford to do what I want in my home, no. But what I can do is take care of what I have, and be creative with what I want. For example, as you know we bought a new home last year. I have always wanted a pretty front porch that when people come to my door they can hardly wait to get inside to see more. I have been eyeing these big brick red ceramic flower pots for some time now. The problem is they were $50 a pop. Well, the other day I just happened to be up at the hardware store and low and behold there were my pots on the clearance rack! $12 each!!! YAY! I bought 2, filled them with cheery fall flowers, and pretty wreath (my birthday present), and now I have a front porch I adore. That makes me happy. It's nothing fancy, but it reminds me there is hope, and something to look forward to.... like going inside to see what else might be waiting! In my home I have lots of 4 legged friends, 2 very vibrant children, a loving husband, and a sweet and wonderful mother. I have colorful cheery curtains, I have high ceilings, I have scents of cinnamon, vanilla, and new house. I have crystal and candles and red toned woods. I have pictures and plants and cozy blankets. This makes me happy. My refuge from the world.

The silver lining can be so hard to find. It can be hidden by the smog, so be sure to look a little harder when you find yourself surrounded by smog. The lining is there somewhere, you just have to look.
Amy

Pros and Cons

Life in the south. It has it's pros and cons. I'll give you my list.

Pros:
The football is so fun. Hot at first, but man these people love some football!
The food. Oh my goodness the food!
It's so easy to relax because everyone is relaxed!
The beach, need I say more?
The fall, ahhh it feels so good after 1000 degree summers!
It snows just enough for it to be fun.
Cheaper!
I can dress like a girl year round.
Fixin, ya'll, and yonder are accepted vocabulary.

Cons:
It's so stinking hot!
Although relaxed sometimes it's just a little to slow.
The food. Oh my goodness the food!
I miss the snow.
Rednecks with monster trucks driving by your house at 3am.
Can't see the stars at night, too many big city lights.
Kudzu and fire ants

Amy

Drama, Drama, Drama

So a couple of nights ago hubby came home doubled over in pain. He asked me to feel his belly button... " wow honey, it's a belly button".
"No, wait till I cough then try again"
So he coughs and I feel, OH MY did I feel. He had this bubbled out place that was really kind of gross to feel, and really quite painful for him to have me feel So we are thinking hernia, ok, doctor tomorrow.
Yesterday morning he's in so much pain, but being the typical stubborn man that he is, he goes to work, as do I.
I mentioned to situation to one of the docs on my unit (keep in mind I'm a labor and delivery nurse) and he recommends hubby go to the ER. I call hubby and of course I hear "I'm fine honey, just going to the doctor this afternoon". Ugh, REALLY?
So here I am, stressed out. Several of the nurses and I called hubby again asking him to please come here to the ER, but NO!
Evening rolls around and I am just finishing up with a delivery and hubby calls "Dr. M says it's pretty bad, need to have surgery, can you find me a surgeon?" Well, of course I can! As soon as I repeated the word surgery 2 docs were on the phone calling surgeons and fast tracking hubby through the system while I am on the phone with hubby explaining the importance of heading here NOW.
So here I sit in hubby's hospital room typing this blog while he enjoys his happy juice awaiting surgery. I think I'll rub it in a bit that my manly husband got admitted to the hospital by an Obstetrician!!!
Amy

Callie

Last Christmas we acquired a new puppy. Yes I know, we already had 2 dogs and now we are getting another? Are we nuts? Quite possibly.

Anyway, back to my story. We bought this cute little mutt (lab mix) for $30 from the Walmart parking lot. They say mutts make the best dogs, and my gosh she was being sold to whoever had $30. I could not let this sweet little puppy go to just anyone. So, DQ was the proud owner of a yellow lab mix puppy.

Oh did I forget to mention she's half Great Dane? How could I forget that little detail??????

So, 10 months later we still have Callie the "puppy". We got her weighing in at a respectable 8 pounds. She was precious, tiny, cute, sweet, and sleepy. WAS being the key word. Now she's loud, huge, wild, and HUGE weighing in at a "respectable" 70 pounds! It's common knowledge that Callie and I have a love hate relationship. She loves me and I love to hate her! She's really not a bad dog, just huge and young and rowdy.

Last night my mom and DQ took Callie for a walk at the local walking park. Of course I should have know better, but I felt Callie needed more exercise and DQ is her human after all. Callie took them for a walk. I should have know better, I do know better! So, in light of last night's events I have decided it's time to hunker down and get this "precious" dog, who is currently rolling around on my living room floor growling at her own feet, some leash training. I went to Pet Smart today and was told what is an appropriate restraint. Of course their first question is "what kind of dog is she?" After told "laberdane" next question.... "have you considered professional obedience classes?". Nice.

So I come home armed with my new no pull harness and a sturdy 4foot leash. Trying to place this little contraption on sweet, precious Callie is yet another fun part of my day. She was so busy chewing and biting and playing that I had to sit on her and my mom had to hold her mouth closed. SIGH! Anyway, we got it on, walked around the living room and low and behold it sorta worked. In the mean time, I thing hubby might be getting a work out this weekend!

What to Say?

I realize I have seriously neglected my blog. I realize that anyone out there has given up on me. It's been a rough go, and I realize that as well.
I have given my blog a minor face lift in honor of Georgia Football... GGGGGOOOOOO DDDDAAAWWWWGGGGSSSS! More changes are headed your way, please be patient.

So what's been going on? As you know my dad died in June after a short battle with cancer. I've posted about my anger and sadness. I have been so very angry. Not just at the fact that he died. Of course that makes me angry. I've been angry at the medical staff that was supposed to take care of him. I've been angry at the fact that he suffered needlessly and that he got blown off when he asked for help. What do I wish was different? I wish he was still here. I wish that I hadn't blown him off when he told me his shoulder hurt. I told him to exercise more. What a joke. I'm sorry dad. I have done a lot of healing over the summer though. I for the most part feel okay with life as it stands. There are days where it just hits me out of nowhere that he's gone. Those days I let myself cry and reminisce a little, then I move on.

This summer has been one of self rebuilding. I spent a lot of time bargaining with God. God, if you'll just fix this little problem then I'll listen to you. God, if you'll just make my mom feel better then I'll do all I can to make sure she stays happy. God, if you'll just make sure hubby's job stays stable I'll give you complete control of my finances. God, it you'll just help me get through to DQ then I'll make sure she gets to church every Wednesday night instead of just on Sundays. Know what? It didn't work. God want's me just the way I am so He can change me, grow me, heal me. My mom is His to heal. My finances are His to budget. DQ is His to guide. All things work to the glory of God. So what can I do? I can pray for DQ. I can pray with DQ. I can pray for my mom. I can let God handle hubby's job. I can trust Him in the storm and learn from life's problems.

I still don't understand why my dad died. I didn't tell him what I wanted to say. I had so much to say to him, but I let pride and fear keep me from saying it. Will I ever get the chance? I don't know. I honestly don't know where my dad is. Was he a Godly man? No. Did he believe? I'm not sure. I like the think somewhere, deep inside, under the anger and hurt that he did. I pray during those last few minutes he was here on this earth that Jesus reached out to him and whispered in his ear. "I am with you my child". I pray everyday that my dad is rejoicing in heaven, dancing in the streets of gold, praising the ONE TRUE GOD.

So this is my current place. A little sad, a little angry, a little doubt. I have seen so much happen this summer that brings tears to my eyes, but we've also laughed a lot too. I'm learning to find joy in the little things and to be thankful for all the I have. My mom is starting to heal. My family is awesome. I am loved. Those things are worthy of a smile, don't you think?

Who?

I am seriously considering changing my name. I don't think Mom suits me anymore! It seems as though Moooom is out for the day, try Queen of the House, or Oh Gorgeous One, or Fabulous. Yes, or how about Perfect Person? I know, Your Highness! Yup, I like that one!!

Your Highness (Amy)

Life as it Stands

Life. Well, let's just say we are living, and trying our very best to get through each day with at least a smile. Grandpa is missed. We are so very sad he is gone. I am definitely dealing with some anger issues at how things were handled while he was sick.
I am a medical professional and I guess maybe that makes things harder. I have high standards and when they are not met I tend to get angry. Hubby kept telling me "Amy, you have to quit looking at this as a nurse, and look at it as a daughter instead". Well, that sounds great but when you see your dad suffering and you know what is wrong before the doctor's do, it gets a little frustrating. Now I know the outcome would not have changed. I know my dad was going to die. What upsets me though is that perhaps maybe he would have suffered a little less. I know, there is no point going through the what ifs, guess it's just human nature.


My mom is visiting for the week and I am so glad to have her here. When did I start worrying about her so? I do worry. I wish I could just make all her hurt go away. I am finding that I have to rely on the Lord to heal her heart. I just can't stand knowing she has to be sad right now. She has to be lonely right now. She has to be angry right now. I know that, but I don't have to like it!

Some good news. I am done with the night shift. I get to go to bed every night!! I no longer have to spend my days off recovering from the overwhelming exhaustion of staying awake 3 nights in a row and only sleeping for a few broken hours during the day. I am so excited!! I am nervous though. The day shift has such a fast pace! They are so much busier, but a different kind of busy. It will be nice not to have worry about waking up doctor's in the middle of the night. It will be really nice to know that when I have an emergency I will have a doctor close by. I will miss my night crew girls though. We have a great time, and the team work is amazing. I am looking forward to the normalcy though!

Summer is clicking along. I cannot believe DQ will be in middle school! Where does the time go??? Oh my heart hurts at the though of it!

Amy

February 12,1945 - June 6,2010

Dad,
While I believe in my heart you are with Jesus, healed and no longer hurting, I miss you and I am sad you are gone. I had so much I wanted to say to you and I never said it.
I am thankful you are not in pain anymore. I am thankful that you have been spared the pain of losing someone you love. I am thankful that Jesus is real and full of grace.
I am angry that you left. I am angry that you got so sick so fast. I am angry at your doctors. I am angry that this hurts so much. I never thought it would hurt this much.
Dad, while we were so different, we are so alike. I find myself saying things you said all the time. I have your temper. I have your eyes.
I miss you dad.
Amy

Cancer

I don't know if this is a post I want to write. I am sad. I am angry. I am scared. I am frustrated. I don't know how to feel, what to think, what to do. CANCER.

My dad has cancer. That sucks. I just don't know how else to say it. My dad has LOTS of cancer and that REALLY sucks.

My dad is suffering and that sucks. My mom is suffering and that sucks too. In fact, I can't think of anything about any of this that doesn't suck!

Right now we are in hurry up and wait mode. We have so many questions, so many decisions to make, so many ideas. We are dealing with red tape, and doctors who don't care enough. We are in the south, and if you know anything about the south it's SSSSLLLLOOOOOWWWWWW. Nothing is getting done in a timely manner and that is so very frustrating! "Oh, well it's 3:00 on Friday, we can't do anything till next week!" WHAT????? "There is only one pain specialist in the area and he's out of town for a week." WHAT?????? "This isn't the Dakota's you know, if you want that then you should go there" WHAT?????

OK, fine then, we'll go there!
Amy

Hmmmm

After some ahem... gentle prodding from my mother I will blog today. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to blog, I just don't know how to put into words my world right now. Hworld is topsy turvy right now, so let me start. Warning, this blog will be a hodge podge of topics as my mind is reeling right now!!

Who out there has a dad? Most of you do I'm betting. Who out there has battled with cancer (either you or a loved one)? Again, most of you I'm betting. Cancer has always been a part of my life in one way another. Either I know someone who knows someone, or a distant relative, or a grandparent who died when I was much too young to know, I have experienced cancer. Well, my dad is now facing cancer. We don't have the "you have 6 months to live" quote yet, (nor will we be accepting that quote) but we have scans and more to come. We have pain medicine, and appointment after appointment. We have diet orders. We have insurance battles. And we've only just begun!! My dad is hurting, physically and emotionally. My dad is struggling spiritually. My dad needs Jesus and Jesus wants my dad. My knees are getting worn out, that's for sure!!!

Currently I am sitting in SC next to my "big" sister. She is on her computer, I am on mine, and my mom is on her's. What dorks are we??? What's even funnier is we were facebooking each other. Oh my what have we come to? It's amazing what REAL stress will do to you, and what little things can make you giggle. I think we needed the giggle!

On a lighter note... Callie the puppy has once again fallen from grace. Hubby came home from work today to find the hallway sopping and the sound of running water. He had put her in the bathroom to give her some reprieve from her crate. Well apparently in her sniffing and exploring she managed to turn on the water in the sink (she's almost my height on her hind legs). Well needless to say when hubby opened the bathroom door she had climbed into the tub to try to escape the pooling water on the floor. NICE!!

Life seems to be clipping along rather quickly. I can hardly believe that we are finishing up our last week ever at elementary school. I can't believe I have 2 middle schoolers now! It makes me so sad to see my babies growing up! BB is my height now and DQ is not far behind him. Oh and the attitude is catching up too!!!!! I think the girl 6th grader is going to be much harder to deal with than the boy 6th grader. BB is obnoxious, but the drama hasn't been too bad. Actually, BB is very open with us and it's been quite entertaining!! I pray DQ will be willing to open up to us like BB has. It makes me feel good to know that hubby and I have created a safe environment where they know they can tell us anything. They may not always get the response they wanted, and we may not always hear things we want to hear, but then I'd rather know than not know (I think)!

Hubby is working away. Poor thing some days there just aren't enough hours in the day and other days he's worried there won't be enough work! Right now he's in work nonstop mode. I think he does a fabulous job of juggling, but sometimes I feel like he works way too much. For example, he got to come home and sleep for 1/2 hour last night, and he has to work all day Saturday. It can be so frustrating! However, we will continue to be thankful even for the hard times. He has a job. We will be thankful.

The baby factory is turning in full force. We deliver on average 1500 to 2000 babies a month. That is a lot of babies people!! I love my job and am learning so much!! I am also very thankful, but will be even more so once that coveted day shift happens!

Well, if your mind is spinning I'm sorry, but updated is what you got!!

Amy

Spring time and other Stuff Too

As I'm sitting here looking out the window I still see brown grass and trees with no leaves. I still see cold wind and grey skies. That's the back yard. In the front yard I see a bit of sunshine. I see colorful flowers popping up in my neighbors flower bed. I see a bicycle lying in the front yard. Isn't it funny how one side of my house can look so dim and bleak and the other side so bright and full of promise?
Sometimes I feel that way too. One day I'm feeling refreshed and ready to face the world. Other days I'm just tired. Today I'm just tired. I feel bleak. I feel grey. Nothing major is going on in my life. Just all the little stuff adding up. Ever feel that way?
I got a phone call from a lady I know today. I chose not to answer the phone. I know what she's calling about. I don't want to hear it. I know that isn't very fair of me. Maybe she just wanted to say hello, but to be honest I just don't want her oppression today. Is that wrong of me? Do you ever feel like you are being pulled down by the world around you? I certainly do.
I know that as a child of God I am called to minister to the world around me. I am to be a light to a lost and dying world. Lord forgive me, but sometimes I just don't have the strength. I am human and very fallible. I am weak and selfish. I am discouraged at times and other times just angry. Today is one of those days.
Hubby and I are working very hard on making some changes in our life. We used to be poor. Not poverty stricken by most standards, but on more than one occasion we wondered where our next meal was coming from. We are not poor any longer. We make a decent living, have a nice house, drive nice cars, and manage to pay our bills with a bit left over. We don't have much, but it seems like so much compared to what we used to have. We used to say to each other.. "if God ever chooses to bless us with a home of our own, and the ability to pay our own bills, we will glorify Him". Well we haven't and I am ashamed of that. We have chosen to buy a very nice car when a lesser one would have done just fine. We have chosen to get DQ a puppy when we knew darn well that puppy would cost a lot of money to maintain. We have chosen to get satellite tv when playing outside and reading a book would have entertained us. I could go on and on but you get the picture. Because of our choices I am sad. Not because we are broke, we are not. Do we struggle? Sure. Do we have to struggle? No. Did we make all bad choices? Of course not. What we didn't do however was consult with God first. We have made our choices on our own, and now I'm tired. I look around my home and have so many ideas to make it beautiful. I look in my closet and wish I had better clothes. I look at my bank account and wish it had bigger numbers. Do I look at my walk with God and long for a closer relationship with Him?
I called hubby today so frustrated because I was trying to get a nap and the phone kept ringing. I was frustrated because I am tired and I want a nap, but the world wants to bombard me with it's problems. I have my own problems and didn't want to deal with anyone else's. How would that reaction hurt me if someone felt that way towards me? It would hurt me. I really truly am so very tired. I really truly am going through struggles of my very own. But God promises He will not give us a burden too great to bear. The thing is though we cannot bear any burdens on our own no matter how light or heavy they may be. God gave us other people to lean on. He gave us His word to stand firm on. Now just to take that step.... wow I'm tired.
Amy

Not Me Monday

So it's been a really long time since I've done a Not Me Monday. I have a lot to share but honestly can't remember ANYTHING at the moment!
Let's see....
I am a labor and delivery nurse in the busiest birth care center in the country, but I am not sitting here watching Birth Day on tv. I'm also not yelling at the tv because they are saying stupid stuff that isn't right! It doesn't really annoy me when patients watch this show religiously, then bring their "knowledge" with them and question everything we do and say!
I did not blow dry my son's hair this morning and notice that he is now only about an inch shorter than me. I absolutely had no problem seeing right over the top of his head! I'm also not secretly hoping he's not going to decide to take advantage of that little situation!
Speaking of growing children, I did not get excited when BB grew out of his tennis shoes before he wore them out. They won't fit me, and they are not in my closet right now!
I did not get this nasty stomach flu at work, and I did not have to let a doctor go off the phone so I could go vomit. Nope, not me! I also didn't take a placenta bucket home with me in case of emergency on my 45 minute drive home from work!
Speaking of grand theft from work. I also didn't take a measured pee bucket from work to measure Callie the puppy's pee. She has been having some UTI's, but I would never take a pee bucket from work!!!!
OK, I've shamed myself enough for one day. I shall return with more humiliating stories another day!!
TTFN!
Amy

BB and DQ funnies

BB: "I'd tell you my favortie color but it's classified in 7 states"
"Mom, if you get me the new palm phone you can use it whenever you want!"
"My teachers just don't know what it's like to be a kid!"
"Maybe you could just take out a loan so you can give me some money to go eat with my friends!"

DQ: "I can't eat steak, it will break off my brackets; can I have an apple please?"
"Just write a check mom, you have tons of those!"
"Can't I just stay up all night and wake you up in the morning when I'm ready for breakfast??"

You gotta love those kids!
Amy

Braces.. They are NOT for Sissy's!

Aahhh braces. I never had the pleasure of enduring that particular torture as a youngster( well, a younger youngster ). My teeth are fairly straight with only a few minor imperfections that are not so obvious. Due to my good fortune I was given the choice between a show horse or braces; hmmm tough choice!

Anyway, with all that being said, my precious DQ did not fall under that lucky star. She was blessed with a teenie, tiny mouth that doesn't have enough room for her teeth. Her mouth is so small in fact that the sides tear when the dentist works on her mouth! Needless to say we are staring down the orthodontist tunnel!
She has been undergoing expanding and now braces for about a year now. She really has been a good sport about it all, but we are seeing a different DQ this week. She has an appointment today and she saw that fact on the calendar a couple of days ago. She came home from school yesterday acting pitiful and weepy. She curled up under a blanket and cried. She went in my room and went to sleep. She shunned her dog. She fake coughed. She assumed the fetal position and held her tummy. Then supper time rolled around and she saw the menu and instantly felt better! However, as she was getting ready for school today all of a sudden all those terrible sicky symptoms returned. She can't possibly go today, nope not today she says! Sadly DQ must face the chair this afternoon. Hubby and I are dreading it almost as much as she is! At her last appointment I don't know who cried more: me and her brother, or her!

Amy

Callie the puppy

Dear Callie,
You and I are not friends. I don't like you.
Amy

From Afar

I am blogging from afar. Some great friends of ours have recently moved home from New Orleans and so here I sit taking advantage of their computer.

So life in Hworld is crazy as usual. I'm working my nights away at the "baby factory". Needless to say the job has been quite stressful lately. I don't know what is going on, but everyone has been so very sick. Sorry to say I've been a little gun shy about going to work lately!

BB is doing well in middle school; finally starting to adjust. His teachers are starting to figure him out and how to work him. He was moved to a different class with students who are on his level of thinking. I think this has helped him because he feels stimulated and more motivated. Hubby and I are very thankful that for the most part BB has been blessed with excellent teachers who are willing to step up and challenge him.

DQ is as dramatic as ever! She is blossoming into a young lady. It breaks my heart to listen to her stories now because her interests have changed so much. She is getting into music and books. She's still a crazy little lady, but man do I adore her!

So we are praying about a few things, some changes taking place. Of course that seems to be the theme this year! I am finding that the more these changes take place the more I am adjusting. I'm getting better!

Hopefully our electronic world will be up and working soon and I can post some updated pics.

Oh, by the way... we have yet another new addition to the family. Let's all welcome Callie the psycho puppy to the family. She's crazy as her mama (DQ)... she'll fit right in!!!

Amy

I Know Right?

A little lingo I picked up from my son. It has been quite some time since I've posted and for that I apologize. We have had some technical difficutlies, wait, we STILL have some technical difficutlites. I assure you we are working on the problem, until then you get nothing. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Annoying huh? I know right???

Amy