Valentine Picture

Valentine Banquet

Our church had the yearly Valentine Banquet this past Saturday...they always play the newly wed game and since everyone wants to know everything about the Pastor and his wife's relationship :) we had to play...and we won, believe it or not!!!! I don't think we have ever won, even though we have been playing for 6 years!!!! LOL
Some of the questions Tom was asked were...What does your wife do after a stressfull situation... 1. get mad 2. get depressed 3. blame someone else and I don't remember the 4th one...well of course Tom picked get depressed....I knew that is what he would pick, so I picked it to win..I think that I get mad, THEN get depressed...I usually get so furious at situations that are beyond my control, but I want to change them, then I get so down, cause I feel so helpless... yeah, whatever....
If your wife could do one of the following things for $10,000, what would she do??/ 1. Go streaking thru the neighborhood 2. shave her head for a year 3. give up TV for a month 4. tell husband he was right for one whole month. Well, I picked give up TV for a month..I hardly watch any TV anyway...No, I don't want to shave my head, cause my pride would get me...not even for $10,000!!! Heck, my hair is the only thing that looks half decent, well, if you don't count my chest as an assent...LOL No, I would not spend a month telling Tom he was right!!! He would get the $10,000 AND the satisfaction of being right...nope, can't do it...do you know that I was wrong...TOM PICKED GO STREAKING THRU THE NEIGHBORHOOD!!!! WHAT!!!! I mean, come on!!! How many fat women would just run thru the neighborhood naked??? And you know what his excuse was? That was the quickest way to get the money!!! MEN!!!!!
We had a good time, though..I will try to get pictures posted soon...

3  things about Me

3 jobs I've had in my life:  Sunday Morning DJ (WRGS), cashier (Food Lion) Substitue Teacher (all grades) Nurse (LPN) 

3 movies I'd watch over and over: Pretty Woman, Sweet Home Alabama,

3 places I've lived:  Kite Rd, Woodland Estates, Chuck Rd

3 shows I watch:  Survivor, CSI, American Idol

3places I've been:   Niagra Falls, St. Louis MO, New Orleans

3 People who Email Me: Ana, Kim, Kristi, Amyla

3 Favorite Foods: Pizza, Chocolate, Turkey & Dressing 

3 places I'd rather be right now: in my warm bed, Disney World, at the beach 

3 Things I am looking FW to: Summer, cause if everything works out, me, Tom and the kids will be off ALOT together!, I usually just like to live Day to Day...cause God holds the future and I have to wait till I get there to see where he wants me to go/be.

 

The View...

Right now, what do I see?? I am at school, sitting at my desk...I share the office with the technology Teacher at school...we have a rectangle shaped office. It has counter tops all around the edge...she is on one side and I am on the other. It also has cabinets above the counter space on two walls...then there are the windows...Big huge 5 or 6 foot windows...where I can see outside...They stretch about 8 foot long across one of the sides of the rectangle...granted, the view is not that pretty, since I am on the upper level of the school, and all I can see is the roof of the building below me and also some heating units on the roof...But I can see the sky...right now, it is gray and kinda "plumpy" (I know, that is not a word) but it has been raining and there are water droplets on the window... but my eyes always go back to the sky...I am facing north, so I can't usually see the sun, only the shine from it. Oh, and then there is the mountain range...in the far off background there is a mountain range that stretches from one window to the next...So this brings me peace, cause it is always there...stable, no change... Gosh, I am too funny...analyzing what my view is...

Happy February!!!

I am sorry, I have not been in the mood to blog..and been too busy!!! I am actually helping to work on the yearbook here at school and that is taking quite a bit of my "blogging" time...LOL...I also designed the web page for the Greene Co. School System and as soon as it is posted, I will post a link here....my first web page ever..LOL
AND, all the links work...hee hee...(PET PEEVE: a link that doesn't work!!!)
Been a busy day at school...several kids have the pink eye, one kid has something irritating his eye and I had to take his contact out, cause he couldn't' get it...yeah, imagine that with my long fingernails! One kid had a nose bleed all over his clothes...one kid can't find her glucometer to check her sugar..I am trying to teach the 4th graders about the 5 food groups, a teacher is calling to come to her class to check two kids who she thinks might have fever...the nose bleed child comes back with more blood, but fingerprints...he obviously has been picking his nose and wiping the blood on his shirt!!! ARG!!!! Stop TOUCHING YOUR NOSE!!!!!! LOL Oh, and the hypochondriac teacher just called again and wants me to come to her classroom again!!!! 3rd time today!!! Called a mother about a child using her Albuterol inhaler about 9 times today...as if she needs to be anymore hyper!!!!So, that is my day in a nutshell!!! But usually I don't do much of nothing...must be a full moon. LOL

It is Well...

This is my favorite story behind a hymn...This became one of my favorite songs after hearing the story...


The song had its beginnings in Chicago. Horatio G. Spafford was a successful attorney making his way in the rough-and-tumble world of a growing Chicago economy. He was a Christian who had no idea how soon his faith would be tested. In the late 1860's, tragedy struck Mr. Spafford with the death of his son. Then he was devastated by the great Chicago fire of 1871. He had invested heavily in real estate along the shores of Lake Michigan, and his holdings were wiped out by this disaster.

In 1873 Spafford was advised by doctors that his wife needed a change of location due to health problems. At the same time, he had become involved with the evangelistic work of Dwight L. Moody and his partner Ira Sankey. Moody was preaching in England, and Spafford decided to sail over the Atlantic with his family to be of assistance.

A last-minute business emergency arose, and Spafford was forced to send his wife and daughters ahead on schedule. His plan was to join them on another ocean crossing later. But on the fateful day of November 22nd, 1873, the ship his family had boarded was struck by an English ship and sank in 12 minutes. Mrs. Spafford survived, but all four daughters -- Tanetta, Maggie, Annie, and Bessie -- were among the 226 who drowned in the icy waters of the Atlantic. From Cardiff, Wales, his wife Anna sent him the now famous telegram, “Saved alone.”

Who among us can imagine the grief that filled Horatio Spafford's soul when word of the disaster reached him? Perhaps even fewer of us can imagine what it was like for Spafford to board another ship to cross the swirling waters alone, knowing that he would pass right over the watery graves of his four daughters on the way to meet his grieving wife.

But on that ship, the light of faith illuminated the darkness of Spafford's life. Out of the depths of his despair arose the certainty that God was in control, and that he would see his daughters again.

As Spafford's ship passed near the spot where his daughters died, the Holy Spirit inspired him to write the words to this beautiful hymn. They speak to the eternal hope that all believers have, no matter what pain and grief may befall them on earth.

Philip P. Bliss was so impressed with Spafford's text that he very shortly afterward wrote the music for it. The hymn tune is named Villa du Havre after the ship on which Spafford's children perished. Ironically, Bliss himself died in a tragic train wreck shortly after writing this music. He survived the initial impact, but died when he went back into the flames in an unsuccessful attempt to rescue his wife. So this beloved song, which has helped so many, was born in unspeakable pain and grief.

For everyone who has lost a loved one, especially a child, there is no song that has brought more hope than the one Spafford penned while looking out over that endless ocean: “It is Well With My Soul.”

When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll,
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul.”

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control:
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And has shed His own blood for my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

Those Manning boys...

WEll, I am happy for those boys... Now Archie has two sons that will have been to the Superbowl...yeah, I like Brett Favre too, but I always think Eli feels inferior to Peyton...now, don't get me wrong..I love Peyton...he is my favorite... But I will be pulling for the Giants...Go Eli!!!

It SNOWED!!!!

I love snow!!! I would love to have a blizzard!!! Because I like to sleigh ride...I like the serenity of going outside and hearing the quietness...seeing the purity of the snow...Heck, I even like snow cream...So, there's nothing much about snow that I don't like...

It snowed on Thursday...I slept late..but the kids went on outside and started playing. Thier Aunt Lacey saw them and came over and joined them...they sleigh rode for about 3-4 hours!!! Here is a few pictures when they were getting out of thier wet clothes.



Can you believe how red her feet are!!!! She has just taken off wet socks and was fixing to step into the house when I took this picture...

Me...A Princess??? Sure...always....of course...

Which Disney Princess Are You?
	You are Pocahontas. You defy convention and sometimes do what is considered taboo. Unfortunately, others do not always appreciate your differences, so it's good that you are so strong-willed. You are loyal and you believe in fate. Your true love will find you one day.
Find Your Character @ BrainFall.com

Touched/In Memory of H.H.

Ok, so I started a new nursing job...I still have my school job, cause I love it so much...but I started prn at the nursing home...on a 4 hour shift....7p-11p. Usually will be just 2 shifts a week.
I was afraid I was gonna loose my nursing skills and knowledge...I mean, if you don't use it, you loose it, right...and the extra money can't never hurt :D
So, I went to work the other night for the first time...since I had worked there before, I felt like I had been in a coma for awhile and had woke up...It was like everything was so familiar and that I was supposed to know it, but couldn't bring it to the front of my memory...wierd...but I had fun and loved it...
I went into the last room on my medicine round...There was this little debilitated man in the bed...unable to talk, or barely move. I immediately fell in love with him. I checked his chart later and found out he was just on comfort measures...soon to die...anytime...he wasn't even getting any medications...too close to death...
His eyes were open...I held his hand and talked softly to him. He knew I was there...
I frequently went into the room as his room was next door to the nursing station. I talked to him, fixed his cover, and noted how dry his tongue was,so I did mouth care...with lemon glycerin swabs...and cold water..he liked it...his mouth responded to it...Iheld his hand, rubbed his head...I was just touched by this gentleman. There were no family there...I later found out he didn't have any. No children, wife dead...so sad!
Upon reading the chart, I noted that he had had a terrible life...His father had beaten his mother and made him and his brother work in the fields by the time they were 5 years old. If they didn't work, he didn't feed them...He got in a fight with his dad for taking up for his mother when his dad was beating her in his teen years and he left home...he went to Japan in the war...and stated how he had to do some really terrible things there that he could not forget....he described himself as a bitter, angry man. That was not the man I saw lying in the bed. The skinny debilitated frame had a gentle face. I would like to know what kind of relationship he and his wife had had. Why did they not have children? Was he afraid of how he would treat them? How did he treat his wife...was he a great loving husband because of the way he had seen his father treat his mother? His wife died in the 80's and he had no one to take care of him since then. He obviously was still in good health at that time, because the record stated he had taken care of her when she had cancer. Was it after she died that he became a bitter angry man?? Tom said I would have really liked him, cause he had been at the nursing home for a couple of years. He had to come there because he had no one to take care of him.
Okay, so to get along with my story...as I was sitting on the couch with Tom the next afternoon,I mentioned him to Tom and how I was concerned about his care...Tom reponded with:
It doesn't matter now...
What do you mean?
He's dead...
Well, I know he is going to die anytime...but...
No, I mean..he died last night...
WHAT!!!!!!!!??????????
This totally floored me...I was looking forward to going back in there and babying him some...something he probably hadn't ever had...you know...
I dreamed about him last night...that I was feeding him corn flakes with big red stawberries in it...and you know what else...who even cares that he died...
so I guess by blogging here...he will never be forgotten...remebered by me...

Another Funny...

I remember going to a Kindergarten class to teach about germs, safety, etc. One little boy raised his hand and said..." When you die, yor brains fall out" !
It was just too cute not to share...whatever gave the child this idea...?

My two scanned scrapping layouts..

I know I need to post more layouts...I don't have a scanner that is easily accessible to me, so therefore, I don't take the time to actually take a picture of them...maybe I will start...anyway, here is two layouts I done at least a year ago....



This is Lukas one day that Tom and I took him and Morgan to the park to play. This is one of my favorite pictures...



This one was taken outside of Morgan's school one day while we were waiting on her...

Salvation...

I went to my prayer group the other night and coming to know God was mentioned...I realized that I didn't have my experience written down anywhere for anyone to read...not that it matters...just that when God does something for me, I like to tell it...and this was MaJOR!!! He saved me! With the evil person that I am, I couldn't even imagine what kind of person I would have been...if it had not happened at such an early age.
Ok, so I was 4 and a half years old... I don't remember the prayer I prayed, or even who preached that night at church...what I do remember is being very scared...
I can remember sitting on the front bench at church...beside a young lady. It was time for fellowship handshake...so since my feet didn't touch the floor, I was gonna have to "hop" down off the bench. I remember looking at the floor...and seeing fire...not really fire, but feeling like it was Hell I was jumping off into...I wouldn't get down. No one was paying attention to me. I was scared...I could not bring myself to jump down..cause I might go to hell...
So, I got the attention of a friend who was probably about 6 years old...told her to go get the pastor's wife...So when she did, I told her I felt like I was gonna go to hell...I don't think I told her about the fire...So, of course, with her there with me, I jumped down and went to the alter. I remember the people of the church gathering around me to pray. I could hear a man named Kenny telling me to get up, that I just had to get up and God would save me...I remember thinking while I was there that I wish he would just go away. Leave me alone to pray. I could hear Mom talking to me, but I don't remember what...I just knew she was behind me knelt down on my left side...Daddy was on my right side beside Mom...I think he was actually standing. Like I said, I don't remember what I prayed exactly, but I know I did...I also remember picturing the cross scene in my mind at the prompting of someone...Then, it was like there was no conscious decision to get up, I just got up...Just got right up...seemed like I had no reason to stay down. I knew God had saved me. I was crying and turned around to Mom...she was laughing...Now I know it was a happy laugh with some tears mixed in...but a 4 year olds mind can't hardly comprehend this...I thought she was laughing and making fun of me. I remember feeling mad at her. I just couldn't imagine why she would be laughing...but I let it pass...I was wanting to hug everyone else. I remember being happy all the way home, and even that night when I got home, I remember still being so happy on the inside.
I later learned that Mom had recorded the day that I got saved was May 25, 1978.
Well, this has been a good experience to sit and think about the details...Maybe you could share...

Funny stuff...

I was laughing at something I read online and wanted to start sharing the incidents that are quite humorous in my life...so here goes funny story number 1.

As you know, I worked in a nursing home and God love thier hearts, when they are crazy, they are soo funny! You just can't be hateful and work there, cause some Alzheimer's patient will totally crack you up...Well, I want to introduce to you a Sunday School teacher...a lady who was very respected in the community...when she got old, she started cussing better than any sailor...using God D__ and Hell and SH-- and A-S...well, needless to say, this embarrassed her husband to death. She would even get violent sometimes, just cussing you up one side and down the other...now, mind you, her voice was very high pitched and keen... so you could hear her all over the wing. One day,she was cussing and mad and a male nurse, whom I won't mention the name of (T-m) hid behind her curtain...started calling her name in a deep voice...acting like God. She said "who is it..."
"this is God"
"Where are you?"
"Quit that cussing"
"What" as she shrinks down as if KNOWING she is doing "wrong" too funny...
The conversation continues till she gets mad and starts cussing God...so much for trying to teach her a lesson...
This same little lady walked out into the hallway with her hospital gown on backwards, naked underneath, and stops in the middle and looks down and says...god da__ my kidneys have hair on them"
I still laugh about that!!!!

Today..

I got to teach the 2nd Grade from a new program called Little D's Nutrition Expedition.
It was so fun...I got to read a story to them and they got to act it out...I will actually be teaching from this for the rest of the year. I am excited about it!
Tom is sick and hateful. :D He and I had the afternoon to ourselves as the children went with Andrea and Bobby. We ate at Outback and then went to the motel to rest. The revival broke and with him being sick, he needed the rest.
Then the kids were worn tee-totally out last night, so I put them straight to bed.
I often wonder what goes on in their minds...One night when I put Lukas to bed, he hugged me tight and said "Mom, don't ever die' I said, Honey, Mommy isn't going to die and if I do, God will help you thru it...
Several people commented on how pretty Morgan looked today at church. She is growing up so much...will post a recent picture of her soon. Oh my gosh, and she aCTS just like me!!!! She is a little flirt...not that I am or anything...she is outspoken...likes to pick on people...oh my gosh, she is so much like me...!!!!! I DO have problems!!!

This week and Vet Visit

WEll, so much for wanting to post every day...!!! LOL, I knew I wouldn't get to do it! But anyway, here I am on a Sat night, the kids have went to a friends house for the night, Tom is in the bed, I am sitting here by the fireplace with a good warm blanket on my legs and just being peaceful!! I love time alone!
Let's see...I did have a horrible migraine headache on Wed.and Thursday Tom is in revival and I didn't get to go on these two nights. I didn't work on Wednesday cause I couldn't lift my head off the pillow.
My thoughts for this week...1) Who am I gonna vote for in the upcoming election?? I have been trying to catch the news and talk radio on the nominees... 2) Who am I to judge other people...I can compare my spiritual life to others and get the idea that I am better than them...but then I compare myself to God and all I can say is "Woe is me"...that was actually a devotional from one day last week, that won't leave my mind...taken from Isaiah 6;5 3)The dog is growing...Thank God for that...Let me explain: Last week, we took her to the vet and the vet is very surprised at how little she was...something is definitely wrong, she says...Morgan immediately tears up... so it turns out, the dog weighs only 6 pounds. She is 3 months old and should weigh around 25-30 pounds. She does bring out her English Mastiff from the back room and he is 5 months and he comes above my knee...huge!!! Obviously she has a major heart murmur...the vet suggests we call the breeder and get her sent back. Well, I know that one thing my family can't bear is to loose two dogs in one month!!! Morgan is crying on me and fortunately, I didn't have Luke with me. We agree to go ahead and give her her immunizations, worm medications, etc...and we pray. Morgan and I just pray, right there in the vet's office. Cause we know God can handle the doggie's illness too...cause He said he would supply our wants...and he is The Comforter...When I do get to tell Luke, he crys also...but not much, cause we tell him we are going to pray. Tom agreed to prayer is the answer. Well, we took her home, gave her the medication and her diarrhea stopped and she started growing...within one week, she has gained at least 3 lbs...I promise to post a picture of her soon.

Happy Day...

Happy New Years Day! I have not made any new years resolutions...why? because I am weak. I can't keep them...so I am not going to make any so I don't have to break any...but who am I kidding, I have at least thought about what I would make IF I was making some...so here goes...just a few that I have thought about....

1. To blog more...why? just to satisfy my need for journaling...writing, I like...not that anyone would read it...but who cares..I like to think someone will laugh when they read it...or at least think about how weird I am...

2. To read my Bible more...Our "40" Bible study group has started a study called Experiencing God...so I am looking forward to that. I want to get to know God...to get closer to him, to actually feel him at all times...to study His Word. I am such a sorry Christian, though...

3. To Memorize KJV scriptures. My Sunday School class that I teach is having to memorize some scriptures for the youth conference in July...so I want to do it with them...I feel like if you memorize the scriptures, they are there in your mind when you need to refer to them...does that make sense?

4. To be a better Mom and Wife...I take pride in my children...they are wonderful, good kids...I'm not such a great wife. So, I need to get better...

5. To read some Classics...I just got finished reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen...I didn't read the classics when I was in school and since my office is in the library at school, I have access to these...so I want to read others...

6. To take more pictures...this is my passion...I need SOOO much more practice...

7. To exercise more...bike riding is something I really love...BUT, I hate cold weather...!LOL

That is all I have thought about...but not resolutions...LOL

Our only Christmas picture

We took pictures at Tom's family Christmas. Here is the only one we took of us this Christmas all together.


I then took some photographs of Tom's nieces...Kandise, who is in college at Memphis, Sierra who is in 8th grade and Sadie who is a Junior at high school. I think they are beautiful.

Cold December night...Random thoughts

I hate the cold...but as long as I am safe in my house and warm, I can deal with it...
Not sure why that came out...anyway, the kids just came running in her yelling "she barked, she barked" Sheba had obviously barked and they got so excited that I am sure she thought she did something wrong. How cute...
Tom likes to play with her in our bed. Of course, you know I am totally disgusted by this and absolutely refuse to let her come on my side of the bed. But she does have my heart, at least a little.

I have been off from work for almost two weeks...flat broke and looking fw to going back to work. I was praying tonight and was thinking how that the Lord had provided for us while I was off work... I will miss this coming paycheck and I know the Lord will take care of it for us. I sometimes get too excited and think that we are not going to make it, but HE always comes thru.

I am gonna TRY to blog more this year...so far, I am doing pretty good...just hope you don't get bored hearing about my life...
I would like you to leave me a comment if you stop by, so I know I am not blogging in vain, God forbid...LOL, I think I would blog even if no one read it...I just like to journal...always have...so anyway, leave me a comment.

DISGUSTING!!!!!!

Did I ever say how much I HATE animals in the house...??? I can't stand it, I like cleanliness!!!!
I told Morgan that I coudn't wait till she and Lukas got at least 5 years old, cause that way, I didn't have to diaper them, wipe thier butt, feed them, clean up after them...etc. I am such a horrible person, I know, but I just don't like things I have to clean up after.
Now, TOM, on the other hand, would live in pure dog poop, I think...so anyway, what got me so upset??? I had to come home today and the house had two piles of poop in it and it smelled bad!!! So that made me in a bad mood...yes, I know, the kids cleaned up after the dog, but still just the mess in my house...

Now, switching channels here...the puppy is so cute...I can't deny it. I just love it! Tom gave her a bath last night and she was mad at him and buried her head in the towel and wouldn't look at him...he went to her and lifted up her chin, but she just buried her head again! It was sooo cute... okay, so here is her picture...

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New Member of our family...

Well, Tom can't go for many days without a dog...so we drove for two hours to get a dog...a Mastiff. A 10 week old puppy. It is so cute...or should I say "she". She has been given the name, Queen of Sheba. She is registered. She will grow to be huge. Which we all tend to like large dogs in our family. We have done alot of research on this type of dog and it is going to be a different experience. They are quiet and reserved by nature. And it is so funny, cause this puppy has been here two days and we have only heard her whine a few times. She is so content just to lay around and sleep or do nothing. She is so cuddly and likes to love. I will post a picture of her sometime tomorrow.
If you can remember the movie, Turner and Hooch, this is a type of Mastiff in this movie...
We had to take her to church with us this morning since we stay in JC all day. She was content to stay in the car in her cage during church. Of course we let her out after church. She is just such a good puppy and I can't get over that...after Esther and Mordecia as puppies...they were everywhere and into everything!!!!
Sheba is the runt of the litter and she is small compared to her brother, whom we also got to see; this makes her seem more spoiled!!!!!
Okay, will post a photo soon!

In Memory...

I am heartbroken as I write this...Our family dog of 11 years has passed away.

Alot of you remember the 3 legged Rottwieler that we had. Her name was Esther.

It was very hard on us as a family, even though we knew her life expectancy was nearing an end and she had already outlived all of her siblings.

Last Saturday, we realized that we hadn't saw her in the past 10 or 12 hours. So we started making phone calls around to the neighbors and Dad stated that on Thursday, he had pulled her up out of the creek, thinking that she was stuck there. I doubted the stuck part, as she never had any problems getting anywhere with her 3 legs, but he did mention that she didn't get up and he just left her lying there. As Tom got home on that Saturday night, he went out in the rain and looked for her for about an hour. It was dark and he couldn't see that well...I called and called for her, the kids did the same. Several times, we broke down. Knowing that she woudl never run off, nor leave. The next day being Sunday, we were gone all day. We left food out, just in case she did make it to the porch. Sunday night, there was no sign on her and no one else in the neighborhood had saw her either. Monday we were sad; Morgan cried several times, but Lukas seemed to handle it well. On Wendnesday, Lukas and I went looking for her again during the day. Tom and I knew at this point that she was dead, we just had to find her body. I saw Tom's vehicle pull in the driveway that evening, but he never came in the house. I got a phonecall from him in the yard. It was Tom and he had found her. She had been lying in the creek, like she always did. She loved the creek and the water of any kind. I told Lukas we had found her and with tears flowing down my cheeks, I went outside to be with Tom. I knew this was gonna be hard for Tom, as his dog to him, is like a child. He just gets so attatched and Esther had definitely been his favorite dog, and one whom he had been with the longest. He met me and hugged me and we just stood quietly waiting on Luke. (Morgan was on a trip) In a second or two, he burst out of the house and with a wildly determined look, ran to the place where Tom had lain her. I think, by the look on his face, he thought she was still alive. He ran to her and stopped abruptly. Then immediatley turned and started bawling.

We stood silently crying as Tom finished digging her grave and I held him. He sobbed quietly the whole time.

For two days, he has done nothing but talk of her and complain of his stomach. I am sure it has upset him more deeply than we know.

Esther WAS the best dog I ever had!!!!

dissatisfied...

ARG! Tom had given me some money to go shopping...how depressing!!! I took 9 items of clothing into the dressing room...came out with 4 that I was actually gonna take home...and they didn't reach of the shelf and grab me....but since I needed some winter clothes, I got them anyway...I think I could shop for hours and still only find one or two items that I really liked...and the constraints of weight doesn't help any! I mean, if it were up to me, I would want to dress like a movie star all the time...is that flamboyant? yeah...that would probably be a good way to describe me...LOL
I need a haircut...i am tired of this stuff stringing in my face. I am tired of being at school trying to do something and my hair in my face. I need a new do...! any suggestions?
Gosh, am I hormonal or what!! nothing seems to satisfy me today. I am tired...want to take a nap... have a to-do list a mile long...want to take a nap...LOL
Tom called today to say he isn't feeling that great...ear hurting, throat hurting...I just need a nap...
Oh, and let me tell you what could be really dangerous right now...I have been getting on Ebay at school, just to pass some of my down time and I find myself bidding quite a bit! Oh, different things, books, scrap stuff, christmas presents...have actually won a few items...man, it is just to easy to pay online and it is over...just wait for the mail! So, i am trying not to get too addicted, cause that could cause some major financial difficulties!!! LOL
well, I am totally rambling my thoughts...will quit...right now...wait for a nap...

Obedience

I want to tell you about something that happened last Mondaynight...Something that was unexpected on my part but in a plan of God, obviously...
My SIL's ex SIL's house was in the process of burning up and since she was with me, we went by there to see the damage, etc. In the road stood the owners of the house. The lady was in her sock feet because she obviously didn't have time to grab her shoes. She was walking around in the water they had sprayed on her house...My first thought was to give her my shoes. I really just brushed it off but again the thought hit me...she needs shoes....you have shoes..give her yours...
I looked around at all the neighbors standing around and all the people who would see me take my shoes to her and felt embarrassed...I did hear someone say something about flip flops...In my mind, I am like, "what??? flip flops??? is that all we can get her????" So without thinking too much harder, I walked up the little hill where they were talking to the Red Cross about a room to stay for the night...I kindly stood there until I was acknowledged and asked her what size shoe she wore...she stated 8 1/2 . My shoes were 9's...I immediately took them off and gave them to her...of course she refused..but it was something I was supposed to do. She hugged me and I left... barefooted...feeling foolish...foolish, not because I had given her my shoes, but foolish because I didn't want anyone to think I was doing it for show. She didn't immediately put the shoes on, so of course I am thinking...well, she doesn't want my sweaty shoes...but later, right before we left, I saw her go behind a vehicle, pull off her wet sox and put on the shoes...
Our car was a little distance from the fire, so we had to walk down a road to get to our car...
Morgan was still in the hospital at this time so here I am going in the hospital barefooted...drove home and do you know...I expected my feet to be black..I mean, I had walked on two different pavements and I really did expect my feet to be dirty...not that it was an issue...you know, just an observation...Well....I just thought it was sooo neat how my feet were hardly dirty at all...No one would have never known my feet had been walking on a paved road...I felt honored by God, to just have clean feet...

I know, kinda weird, but it meant something to me.

Being Brave...

Morgan has had a fever of 102-103 for 5 days... She was started on Antibiotics 3 days ago...but still no other symptoms except coughing...not a congested cough, just a dry hacking cough. No sore throat, no nausea, no diarrhea, no nothing...just that high fever! She came home from school on Monday early..and has not been back since...I am at a loss...She is one sick puppy!!! But I can't figure out what is wrong...yeah, i know, another mom would have taken her to the doctor already...well, I did get some antibiotics..but she just kept getting worse...
So, Tom called the Dr. today and told him we were bringing her to his office...something wasn't right...She was constantly coughing as of last night....non-stop coughing...so what is wrong... we kinda figured walking pneumonia...but Doc says you don't run a fever of 103 with that..
Well, to make a long story short, she was seen by the Dr...and guess what, he can't figure it out either...so we get to go the lab and get blood cultures, and other labs...then on to the hospital for chest xrays...bless her heart, she was a good sport about it all..didn't even cry with the blood being drawn...(she HATES needles)...I was so proud...
Then we go get her homework and eat with my friend, Joy... then I get a call from Tom...he says that Morgan's xray results are in and she has right middle lobe pneumonia...and she needs some antibiotic shots...and you guessed it...she freaked out!!! started crying and panicing... I calmed her down and she was so scared..but after we ate, we went to the Dr's office...As Morgan went to the restroom, the nurse caught me in the hall and mentioned that it was Rocephin, which was a big shot for her, and if Iwanted to divide it into 2 shots...yes, I said, but don't tell her! I knew if she knew she was getting 2 shots, she would freak out on me right there in the Dr's office...She had held her crying back so far while in the office...such a brave little girl, or stubborn one...LOL
I refused to stay in the room while they gave her the shot...I knew if I were in there, she would cry..She did great...no tears at all!!!!!!! I am soo proud!
She got Tussionex...and you that know about this medicine, well, needless to say, she took this med and went to bed..and I haven't heard a cough or nothing from her since she hit the pillow...my poor baby...She was soo brave...
But I guess the main reason I am blogging abou this, is that one day, she will want to remember her experience and what all happened on this day that she experienced the medical world that her Daddy and I talk about all the time......

CTF number 8

I am sitting here at work, so sleepy, I can barely function. I attended my 8th Croptoberfest this past weekend. We got home at 3pm, and I went to bed and slept till 8:00 last night, woke up to see the family, then went back to bed at 11:30 and slept all night. I felt like I could have slept all day long this morning.

As usual, we had a blast and I felt sad to leave. I have come to know most of the gals there like family. It is so good to catch up on their lives and share joys, disappointments and trials with each of them that they have gone thru over the past year. We do get to see how their kids have grown and get to share motherly advice on raising them. We always like to reminisce about past years and the things that happened. Like the night the lights went out for 2 hours right after 9-11. I just knew terrorist had come to the mountain to kill us all… I think that bonfire meeting made us all cry just being thankful to live in America.

I just think it is so awesome how ladies from all over the state got on a yahoo group along time ago and now are just very good friends. People cringe sometime when I say, yeah, I met these ladies on the internet. But they have no idea how much it means to get away from family, job, phone, internet, clocks, husbands, etc. It is just one awesome experience…I love it!

Can't wait till next year, cause it will be the 10th anniversary of CTF.

A day in the life of a school nurse

For sake of an update, I did get my job at Baileyton Elementary as the school nurse. I really like it and wanted to give you a blow by blow account…
8:00am…I am greeted at my office by an 8th grader who states she was combing her hair this morning and heard a pop in her neck. Basically, there is nothing I can do here, but give her advice…
8:05am…A little cute freckled faced, red haired 2nd grader steps into my office complaining of a stomach ache… She does this quite frequently and it almost seems as if she is wanting to smile. I am not sure if it is attention she is wanting, but I check her temperature and it is fine…after a little conversation, she goes back to class…for the record, I see her in an hour and she is playing and jumping around…
8:30am…A young man (8th grader) comes into my office and states he has got a splinter under his fingernail and wants me to help him get it out…we work on it and succeed without any blood…he does look at my daughter’s picture on my door and asked about her and states, wow, she is pretty…Does he want me to break his nose????
Nothing exciting happens in the next hour or so…I do make a trip to the office to copy an emergency card…I have to have a copy of all 370 students in my office… I also check immunization records on two new transfer students, putting a red stamp check mark on their permanent record to confirm I have checked it and they are up to date.
11:00am Meet Julia…she is a little2nd grade diabetic, who I am principally here for. She is on an insulin pump and I have to check her blood sugar before meals and then administer a bolus of insulin after meals. Today, she is high, so we go off to the bathroom to check ketones in her urine. None, so we are fine…Off to lunch she goes. I usually make my way to the cafeteria sometime while she is eating. I glance at her plate to see what she has and then either help the teacher on lunch duty roll around the garbage cans, or wipe off tables… I can’t stand just to sit and not do anything!!! After Julia finishes, we figure her carbs and she puts in the bolus amount into her pump. I then decide to eat. Today we had soup beans and cornbread…their beans are very good…it was that or fish sandwich or corn dog nuggets….They usually have a pretty good lunch and if they don’t they have a very good salad bar.
12:00noon I have 2 children that I administer daily medication to. Both of these meds are for ADD. I usually catch one child in gym and the other in the library.
12:30pm Most of the classes are out on the playground at some point between now and 3 pm. So I usually get several abrasions, cuts, and scratches…at the beginning of the year, we were getting several yellow jacket stings…but that seems to have passed.
1:00 I sit down and work some on a newsletter I am getting prepared to send out to parents. Just introducing myself to the parents, reminded them about medication policy, wrote a little article about the importance of breakfast, handwashing, and one about lice. In one particular week, I had to send 3 kids home with live bugs in their head!
1:30 pm It is time for the little diabetic girl to come up and get her afternoon snack bolus of insulin… she is very rambunctious and everyone in the library knows she has arrived when she does.
1:40pm I spend the rest of the day just piddling aroudn... not really doing much...I know several children have gotten sick with the stomach bug, so I take the sanitation wipes down with me and wipe off the banister on the steps, doorknobs, etc. I got the stomach bug, but that is a whole other story...
3:00 I get my things and go home to wait on Lukas getting off the bus. Not a bad day at all.

IV's and stuff...

IV and stuff...
Current mood: calm 

Okay, so the other day at work, I needed to start an IV on a big tall black man...he had brought his brother to the appointment with him...now, the paitent was really sick and I guessed brother was just coming to be of support, but I learned it was for another reason...he had a medical background...although I thought it was a pharmacist...

Well, I am not that great at starting IV's, cause I only start one per month at the most and so that means I have only started about 8 IV's in the past 8 years...so here I am searching and feeling over the arm with the tourniquet in place and finally find where I want to stick...brother is sitting in chair...I am okay...I stick patient, no blood return...keep on digging....nothing...feel like I am in the vien 2 or 3 times...Brother gets up and comes over to bed...starts feeling other arm as he can see I am having problems..I am still okay, cause I think, well, a pharmacist doesn't have as much experience as I do...still no luck, so I pull the needle out to try again...Dr. comes in room...says to brother..."well, I guess you could start the IV with your eyes closed..." I look up..."why" I say...well,I am an RN in a burn unit...now, people with no medical background, let me tell you what burn victims do...they loose fluid, so they are literally the hardest to start an IV on, cause they are barely circulating fluid in blood....my jaw drops....

Well, after MD leaves room, I decided to let volunteer brother...patient agrees this is okay..so brother gloves up, gets needle and sticks...and guess what.? NO blood return...AND,,,no luck getting any!!!! he tried digging around, but nothing!!! he had to pull out too...well, of course I am feeling alot better by now, not thinking things could get worse....

I do go ahead with the next stick and start the IV...I get it in the bend of his arm, where most people have huge viens...but you don't want to start an IV there normally, cause then they can't bend thier arm without occluding IV...but as I ws standing up from starting it..the brother says...."WELL, I GIVE YOU AN A+." I just look at him...and he continues" CAUSE I AM AN INSTRUCTOR AND I HAVE TO TRAIN STUDENTS AND WATCH STUDENTS START IV'S ALL THE TIME..."

Sherry
http://myspace.com/sherryonthecrazyside

 

 

New Job??

new job???
Current mood: giddy

Well, I sure got the surprise of my week..I got a job offer at the school system...The job is mine if I want it and all I have to do is call in the mornign and accept the position.  Okay, so how do I feel about this?  Well...

I am taking a pay cut...but money isn't everything. I will be working the school hours...which is really good being that I have 2 children that really need school attention and mommy attention and family attention and spiritual attention.  So, the more I think about it, and get over the shock, I am kinda getting excited.

To start at the beginning, when I applied for this job, I really didn't seem too excited and got really worried about what to do...the pay cut really bothered me....but I decided that since I didn't wantt to sit and worry all weekend, I would just turn it over to God and let him handle it...if they called, they did and if they didn't, well, no biggie!  Well, when they called tonight, I was just kinda in shock..so much that the lady said..."is there something wrong"....no, i said...but I will call you in the morning...then of course I went and freaked out on Tom  LOL

Well, anyway, I'll keep you posted... i love the part about it being 7:45-2:45 and getting to come home...I love the part of working with the children....I love the part about being able to come home and try to work that thing that has 4 round things on top of it sitting in my kitchen..cause I won't be so tired LOL

WEll, we'll see...

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

A little more about me...

1. What time did you get up this morning?   6:26AM

2. Diamonds or pearls?  DIAMONDS
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?  WILD HOGS  <----I'm dying to ride those hogs!!!!!

4. What is your favorite TV show?  GREY"S ANATOMY

5. What do you usually have for breakfast?  CEREAL,or FRUIT BAR

6. What is your middle name?  RENEE
8. What food do you dislike?  TOMATOES

9. What is your favorite CD at the moment?  BROOKLYN TABERNACLE CHIOR "I'M AMAZED"

10. What kind of car do you drive?  2006 HONDA PILOT

11. Favorite sandwich?  ROAST TURKEY,  RANCH AND SWISS

12. What characteristic do you despise?  SELFISHNESS

13. Favorite item of clothing?  DENIM CAPRIS

14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? IRELAND

15. What color is your bathroom?  BURGANDY

16. Favorite brand of clothing?  VAN HUSAEN sp??

17. Where would you retire to? TENNESSEE, HOME SWEET HOME 
18. What was your most recent memorable birthday? WHEN I WAS 16, MOM ARRANGED A SURPRISE BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR ME AND INVITED ALL MY CLOSE FRIENDS!!! MY MOTHER NEVER MADE A BIG DEAL OVER BIRTHDAYS SO THIS WAS A BIG DEAL TO ME.

19. Favorite sport to watch? TENNESSEE VOLS FOOTBALL, OF COURSE!!!

20. Furthest place you are sending this to? ??

23. Favorite saying? YADA YADA YADA

24. When is your birthday? OCTOBER 29, 1973

25. Are you a morning person or a night person? NIGHT!!!!!

26. What is your shoe size?  9

27. Pets?  A CAT AND A ROTTY

28. Any new and exciting news you would like to share with us!  UM...IS THERE ANYTHING IN MY LIFE EXCITING???!

29. What did you want to be when you were little?  A TEACHER

30. How are you today? KINDA MOODY

31. What is your favorite candy?  M&M'S

32. What is your favorite flower?  IRIS 

33. What is your full name?  SHERRY RENEE RICHARDS LAWSON

34. What is the last thing you ate? A CLUB SNDWICH, FF, COTTAGE CHEESE

36. Do you wish on stars?  SOMETIMES...BUT USUALLY I WISH LIKE A PRAYER...
37. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?  GREEN OR PURPLE

38. What is the weather right now?  CLOUDYAND ABOUT 65 DEGREES

39. Last person you spoke to on the phone? DR. BLAINE

41. Favorite soft drink? MT DEW

42. Favorite restaurant?  GREGS PIZZA OR OLIVE GARDEN

43. Hair color? DARK BROWN

44. Sibling(s)? 2 YOUNGER BROTHERS

45. Favorite day of the year?  JULY 4TH

46. What was your favorite toy as a child?  BARBIES

47. Summer or winter? SUMMER

48. Hugs or kisses? HUGS
49. Chocolate or Vanilla?  CHOCOLATE
51. When was the last time you cried? 4 DAYS AGO, WHEN I READ MY FRIENDS BLOG WHO HAS BREAST CANCER.

52. What is under your bed?  MEMOIRS FROM MY CHILDHOOD AND THE KIDS KEEPSAKES IN PIZZA BOXES AND DUST BUNNIES

53. Who is the friend you have had the longest? KIMBO

54. What did you do last night?  WENT TO CHURCH

55. Favorite smell? LILAC

56. What are you afraid of?  HEIGHTS  AND TRAINS

57. Plain, buttered, or salted Popcorn? BUTTERED WITH SALT

58. How many keys on your key ring?  5
59 How many years at your current job? 5 MONTHS

60. Favorite day of the week? FRIDAY
61. How many towns have you lived in?  1

62. Do you make friends easily? HMMM...YEAH, I GUESS

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

Kristi, my friend and her journey

My heart is heavy. My spirit is low...but hers is not. I just got finished reading about her journey. The path that she has to go down in not in her choosing, but obviously God saw that she could handle this and encourage others. She just had both her breasts removed because of cancer and she is cheerful and is to be admired for her attitude toward this awful disease. I cry everytime I read her blog about her journey. I cry because this awful disease is so close to home. Kristi is younger than me. Is that what affects me most?? No, I don't think so. Kristi is such a better Christian than me. Why did it have to be her? Kristi has 3 small kids. Is is right to ask God why? I am sure she has asked many times. Some people think it is not right to question God, but many men and women question God in the Bible. David being one that comes to mind. He asked God why he had left him, he asked God if he had forsaken him, he asked God many questions. God knows that sometimes things like this will cause us to question. What I see is the answer. In Krisit's attitude. I know that I couldn't do as well as she has. That is why I cry. Not because I am sad for her, but because I am encouraged by her. Yes, my Grandmother Vivian had cancer and my Grandfather Burton died of cancer. But they were old. You know, you kinda expect something like that when you get old. Not young. Not younger than me.I think about her every day many times, although I haven't talked to her. It seems like she don't need to hear from me, because I will get her down. I will cry. I will dampen her spirits. I will make her cry. I don't want to do this. I have posted on her blog several times, but I can't just read her blog anywhere. I have to be at home in the privacy of my scrapbook room, cause I know how I will feel from it. Someone may say this is not fair to her. I know. I feel greedy. Greedy because she needs support and I am unable to give it to her. She needs encouragement and I am unable to do nothing but cry. I feel very bad every time I read her blog. Bad because I should be the one to encourage both her and her sister, who is my best friend. Her sister is a nurse. Is that why this has affected me so much? Because I know way too much about this deadly monster? Is her sister having as hard of time as me? I hope not. I just really feel like a very useless friend right now and it is all because I can't deal with things like this very well. Kristi, please forgive me, I love you. You are such a trooper. Your children will rise up and call you blessed. Happy Mother's Day.

So be it...

LAW

This is one of the better e-mails I have received in a long time! I hope this makes its way around the USA several times over!!!!!
So Be It!

THE LAW IS THE LAW

So if the US government determines that it is against the law for the words"under God" to be on our money, then, so be it.

And if that same government decides that the "Ten Commandments" are not to be used in or on a government installation, then, so be it.

I say, "so be it," because I would like to be a law abiding US citizen.

I say, "so be it," because I would like to think that smarter people than I are in positions to make good decisions.

I would like to think that those people have the American public's best interests at heart.



BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I'D LIKE?


Since we can't pray to God, can't Trust in God and cannot post His Commandments in Government buildings, I don't believe the Government and its employees should participate in the Easter and Christmas celebrations which honor the God that our government is eliminating from many facets of American life.

I'd like my mail delivered on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter. After all, it's just another day.

I'd like the US Supreme Court to be in session on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter as well as Sundays. After all, it's just another day.

I'd like the Senate and the House of Representatives to not have to worry about getting home for the "Christmas Break." After all it's just another day.

I'm thinking that a lot of my taxpayer dollars could be saved, if all government offices & services would work on Christmas, Good Friday & Easter. It shouldn't cost any overtime since those would be just like any other day of the week to a government that is trying to be "politically correct."



In fact....


I think that our government should work on Sundays (initially set aside for worshipping God...) because, after all, our government says that it should be just another day....



What do you all think????


If this idea gets to enough people, maybe our elected officials will stop giving in to the minority opinions and begin, once again, to represent the 'majority' of ALL of the American people.



SO BE IT...........


Please Dear Lord,
Give us the help needed to keep you in our country!



'Amen' and 'Amen'

Touche!


These are definitely things I never thought about but from now on, I will be sure to questions those in government who support these changes.

At the top, it says "I hope this makes its way around the USA several times over!!!!!"

 

 

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

Lukas in himself...

I got to spend the day with Lukas today...We had an awesome time, just Mommy and son time...We had to take Morgan to WSCC to tag class after the bus driver left earlier than the expected time (and I am a minute late person...) but anyway, as we left WSCC, I saw IHOP and since we had neither eaten, we decided to stop...(keep in mind, I had just ran a comb thru my hair, no makeup, a sweatshirt w/o a brassiere...) but fortunately I didn't see anyone we knew...LOL...We played all the games on his menu sheet and just talked about nothing in particular...as we sat there, and I was watching him eat, I wondered how he became such a different person from me.   Morgan is like me...even down to our tastes...I see myself in her everyday...but Lukas...who is he like? Tom? I really don't see it...Everywhere he goes, people LOVE him.  I get comments from his teacher all the time about how he helps everyone in the class if they don't understand, he smiles and talks to the mentally challenged little girl in a wheelchair that sits beside him even though she can't communicate back...

I started thinking of these things when he ordered eggs.  Over easy....now, how did he know how to order eggs like this...and where did he learn this from...and WHY does he even like them like that??? I don't like them like that...I never cook them like that...yes, Tom likes these, but only gets them when he orders eggs at a restaurant...and I can't even tell you the last time we have all ate breakfast together...

I notice things that he likes that either Tom nor I like...not necessarily just foods...I notice that he likes math and begs me to quiz him.  He mentions numbers in his conversations, all the time adding or subtracting...here is an exert from an email from his teacher this year...

He is doing such a good job at school.  Too often, individuals are quick to point out the negatives and not give praise when/where needed. I have been guilty of not passing along the praise of Lukas to you.  He is such a caring and loving child.  We have several students in our room that struggle academically, and he is so quick to give the students praise.  Peer identification/acknowledgement is a positive motivation, and he is so good at it.

Academically and socially, Lukas is a positive role model and I attribute it to his home environment.  He definitely has been taught the virtues of a caring person.

 

you know what is funny, I don't recall teaching him the virtues of a caring person...It makes me so proud of the person he is growing into...in himself.

 

 

 

 

  

Thoughts from today...

WEll, this morning, we didn't have church...I had a very relaxing last night and today...basically just catching up on some reading and organizing in my scrap room. Tom stayed in our room most of the day just watching sports, and since Lukas was gone to a friend's, I stayed up in his room, which is my favorite room in the house...(a whole other blog story)...just reading and catching up...I even ended up sleeping up there last night. I just love being alone sometimes...
I have also spent the day praying for Morgan...I am not sure what I am gonna do with her...She is obviously hormonal and she is crying every day....I don't know what to tell her anymore... she says she hates school and her friends all hate her..I have counseled her on her friendships so much and how to "be a friend" that I am at a loss...oh, my gosh, that means this all is just starting...After talking to my mother about the situation, she said something that I never had a clue about..."Sherry if you only knew all the times you left here in the mornings and I would spend so much time on my knees praying for you and crying out to God to help you." Man, that hit home..cause I know that all day Friday, I just could barely contain my emotions at work as I prayed for her over and over again. Mom also said she wouldn't want to live thru another teenagers years for anything...!!! Thanks Mom!!!
Morgan did come home on Friday and tell me that she had wrote a letter to a friend and that things were working out...
Funny thing is, I don't think Tom even has a clue what Morgan is really going thru..he just either totally ignores her or tells her to get her mind off of it...easier said than done, right?

Christmas Tradition

I am a stickler for  keeping tradition...I do not like change and want things to stay the same always.  My Christmas holidays were the same ever since I can remember until about 7-8 years ago.  We waited all day in anticipation on Christmas Eve.  Then at around 4pm, Dad would get home from work and we would all gather around after supper and open presents from family.  Then, later than evening, we would all go to Aunt Polly's and Uncle Ken's house.  This was the first place I ever remember having peanut butter fudge...(When they lived in the trailer where Tammy is now)  Well, anyway, I loved to go there cause all his grandchildren were there and we got to play and laugh and eat finger foods.  I always looked forward to the food!! LOL

Then on Christmas Morning, we usually got up to put on our new duds to go to Sneedville.  This was also one of my best memories, although, we usually didn't get any presents here, (a body would go bankrupt buying for that many grandchildren) it was still just something we did on Christmas day. That was my routine...I wanted it to stay that way forever.  I wanted to raise my kids doing that!!!!

But....unfortunately, Time has a way of changing things and we all grow up and have inlaws and have to spend time with them too... so as Morgan was born,along with the rest of the cousins kids, most of that changed. Now, we never know where we are gonna be till usually the week before Christmas, cause everyone has work schedules (cause in mine and Tom's family, there are 5 nurses) and inlaws to schedule around.

I did tell Tom, last year when  Christmas Day fell on Sunday, that we should always have a morning service, no matter what day it fell on...It was so special to worship the King on the day we celebrate his birth. I am glad we have Christmas Eve on Sunday this year.

 

Lukas is Seven!!!

I can't believe my baby has turned seven years old!!! Instead of a traditional birthday party, he chose to go to the Rodeo with one of his friends.  Of course the Bullriding was his favorite!!! He also got to talk to a bull rider whose name was Justin Walson...(I only put his name here, in case one day he may be famous!) and Lukas asked him if he had ever rode the PBR retired bull named Yellow Jacket...Justin's reply was, "No, but I would love to ride his sons..." Lukas says, "What about Mossy Oak MudSlinger??"  No was Justin's reply...It was soo cute to see Lukas talking to him and you could tell he was bursting with pride to be able to talk "the talk" with a real bullrider...I did get to video his ride..so anyway, Lukas ended up having a great birthday experience and I just am in shock that he is SEVEN years old!!! My, how time does fly!!!