Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Hello

Well hello everyone! I know it's been a while...again. Haha, our month of October was a frightful frenzy of activity, some welcome, some not so much. It started with my friend Raeanne's wedding. Kaelyn and I were both in the wedding, she was a lovely little red headed flower girl. I was a pregnant blond bridesmaid. The wedding was great, it was on a boat in Newport and Raeanne looked lovely, of course. And she was just sweet as pie and never showed her pre-wedding nerves in the form of snapping at all of us. ;o) She denies it, but even being a bit snappy, as I'm sure most brides are, she wasn't all that bad. I'm waiting to see the pictures from the photographer, but here are a couple in the mean time.

Just days after the wedding we all got sick and we were miserable, but I think I already blogged about the misery. No need to hear it all again. Then we started to feel better just in time for Kenny's birthday. We went to celebrate at Disneyland since this is their celebration year and everyone gets in free on their birthday. We left Brandt at home with Nana and just took Kaelyn and we had a positively splendid time. We felt super guilty leaving Brandt out of our little family Day-cation. We kept going back and forth about it. However, once we got there, especially with how crowded it ended up getting, we knew we had made the best decision for everyone. Kaelyn just soaked up the one on one attention from us all day, you could actually SEE a positive change. She was in heaven and was totally acting like it. It was much more easy going and low-stress for Kenny and I also. We never had to split up or trade kids like we would have had to do if we had Brandt. He still naps quite religiously and it would have been really hard for him to wait in the lines. He is still just too young to make it worthwhile. So he had a fun day at home with Nana. They played outside, ran errands, got dirty, ate a lot, and took naps and went to bed at a good time. I know he was a much happier boy for it.

We didn't get home until super late from Disneyland; Kaelyn crashed in the stroller and Kenny and I walked around Downtown Disney for a couple hours, just enjoying each others' company.

The next day we had lunch with Kenny's parents and I made a cake, but forgot the candles! Haha, oh well. Then we went home and he fiddled around in the garage for a while and we watched rented movies and spent some nice time together. It was a nice birthday weekend and I am so glad that he was able to enjoy it!

I had to work on Sunday night and when I got home, for some reason my whole body started to feel really sore and I was having hot and cold flashes. I relaxed with Kenny before going to bed early, hoping that I just needed to put my feet up. Well I woke up in the middle of the night because the body aches were SO bad and SO unbearable. I got up to walk them out and got super dizzy and almost hit the floor. So I laid back down, took a tylenol and drank some water and hoped they'd go away. They didn't! I was up seriously the rest of the night because I was in so much pain. I've never felt that way about body aches before! In the morning I tried to get up and eat, but couldn't stomach the thought of anything. We went to the mall to run a couple errands and I thought maybe I just needed to get moving. I didn't last 15 minutes before my vision was blurry and my head was spinning. And I couldn't figure out if I was burning up or freezing, I kept going back and forth. We went home and I took a nap with the kids. I HAD been up the majority of the night, I probably just needed some sleep. I woke up almost three hours later feeling the same if not worse. I called my boss because I knew I couldn't make it serving tables for four hours on my feet, and then I went back to sleep. When I woke up later, I had a little bit of chicken soup Kenny had made for dinner because I hadn't eaten anything all day. I barely made it to putting my empty bowl in the sink before I was throwing everything up. I had a small fever, but nothing to worry about. That night my fever went up to 102.7. I was freezing and sweating, still so dizzy and weak, throwing up all night, body aching, congested, headache, coughing, pretty much everything you can think of. I had called the dr the day before and they told me that if I couldn't keep my fever down for the night or the next day to come in. My fever never dropped below 101.5 and spiked to 103.5 a couple times. In the morning Kaelyn was sick too. The poor thing. She had a fever of 102.4 that wouldn't go down and was feeling just as miserable as I was. Brandt barely had the sniffles, but I was predicting it. I made all of us doctor's appointments and we went in that afternoon. We got tested for the H1N1 virus and were put on Tamiflu. When we got our results, they were positive for Swine flu. The next few days were awful. Kaelyn kicked it out of her system pretty quickly, and then Brandt started getting bad after we all had our bad days. Kenny got it too. It was seriously so horrible, it was like it was immobilizing! We had to cancel all our plans of course, stay completely quarantined and try to get as much rest as possible. I am so thankful to have such sweet friends that were always calling and texting to see how we were doing, getting stuff from the store for us, bringing us dinner and then taking Kaelyn out on Halloween. She was better by then and Brandt and I were still pretty sick. I had to change plans drastically on a baby shower I was supposed to be hosting, I felt so awful for it. I was on the verge of pneumonia the Dr said, so I had to miss another week of work. But this week we are starting to do so much better. I am so excited! Still super congested and coughing a lot, and I get really winded quickly, but we are definitely on the mend!! Praise God!!

I went out to the mall yesterday to return something and was so happy to hear Christmas music here and there. All the department stores had their Christmas decorations up already. I love it so much! It really lifted my spirits and I am now totally revved and ready for the season. I've been working on things for our annual holiday party. It makes me giddy seeing everything all glistening and sparkly. ;o) Yay for Christmas! Bring it on!

The kids are doing fabulous. Kaelyn is just growing so beautiful and so smart! She was a princess for Halloween and was so pretty!! She is constantly running around singing any song she can, dancing and being a ballerina and playing with her brother. They are two little peas in a pod, they love spending time together. Brandt is also doing well, getting bigger and super smart as well. He not only has a huge vocabulary, but he puts sentences together and can have a little mini conversation with anyone! He is also still begging to go potty like a big boy, so we are starting that journey this week. ;o) They both weigh 25 pounds, Kaelyn is 36 inches tall and I'm not too sure about Brandt. He goes in for his 18 month well baby in a couple weeks, so I will let you know how it goes!

Baby three is developing along nicely. I am 28 weeks along, the baby is somewhere around 15 inches long and 2-3 pounds! Yikes!! The baby is starting to get chubby and all the major organs are developed, everything is just growing and getting stronger now. The baby can blink at this point!! My baby moves and kicks ALL the time, but never very hard. It feels like it's doing a graceful dance inside. We still don't know what we're having, but it's starting to drive me crazy! We have no names picked out, I do like a couple, but nothing is decided and I'm still trying to nail down an idea for a baby room! Any suggestions? Anyone?

We took the kids to Bate's nut farm early in October. We've gone every year for years and we really love it. It was totally packed this year, but the kids had a good time anyway.

Kaelyn has developed a fabulous artistic talent. I bought her this book that shows her how to draw things step by step. She drew this picture of a tiger all by herself!! AMAZING, if I do say so myself!!Well that's about it for this post...hopefully another one will be coming soon!!






Saturday, October 17, 2009

The summer's beach photos

I know I know...We are finally in fall and here I am posting pics from the summer!! I guess it's been the 95 degrees outside, it just got me in the beach mood! ;o) Here's a few pictures completely out of order from our trips!

Tribal Dance?

Walking with Daddy

Mommy and Nashe

Q's and Daddy went fishing on the Jetty!



He FINALLY made it to the water, he really wasn't into the beach at all for a while

LOVED the seagulls...mom, not so much

He just loved chasing and torturing them

She was like the Bird Whisperer


They dug this hole and then filled it with all the seaweed they could manage



This one is for all of you who know what a wandering nomad my little boy is...here he is just happy as can be wandering off all by himself. He did this the entire time on this trip. :o)

I love her glowing hair!

She LOVED chasing the waves


Mom and Nashe's tootsies


His friend, Presley



Can you believe he started off HATING the beach, especially the sand? After this trip he was rolling, crawling and burying himself face first in it! Crazy kid!







Whew...

I've had a rough few days and a very busy past couple weeks. But the last few days have been really really tough. Nothing particularly terrible happened; no one died or got in any accidents. DH still has his job and is wonderfully providing for us. My kids are still here and love me (although after this morning, I'm sure they are thinking twice). It was just one of those weeks. And it started fine. Go figure. It started with my asthma really being horrible and me just trying "tough it out." Then I woke up sick a day later and hoped that I could just shake it off with lots of vitamins and water, but secretly I knew that my respiratory issues were going to play a role in this one. That same day Q's and Nashe both woke up from their naps with runny noses, watery eyes and a raspy throat. Ohhhh noooo... I groaned to myself. And of course, DH was just going back to work after having a couple days off. The first day wasn't so bad, but the few days following were nothing short of my version of a horror flick. The kids were whiny and grumpy, obviously miserable. They didn't sleep at night and kinda slept during the day. Both had swollen eyes and noses and just needed me non stop but no one really knew exactly what it was they wanted. Attention? For a minute or two and then they wanted me to leave them alone. And then hold them. And then a snack. And then they didn't like the snack. And then a drink, but not water, "Juuuuiiiiceeee." And then outside, but it was too hot and everyone was burning up with a fever anyway. And then a movie, but only one wanted a movie. The other wanted to play cars, but they both wanted me right with them, holding them, but not too close. No exaggeration. I had already had a Doctor's appt with our PCP to get a referral to my pulmonologist since I needed one for an insurance change. So we went to that, which got me nowhere because the Dr told me that my pulm. didn't take our new insurance plan. Great. So he gave me a referral to an allergist. Okay...I wasn't opposed to going to an allergist, but I really wanted to see the pulm. I have seen for years, since I was in elementary school! Anyway, I made the appointment with the allergist, but can't get in until next week. Meanwhile, have I mentioned that the whooping cough that I develop almost every time I get a cold has me coughing so bad that I threw up EVERYTHING in my stomach for four days and made my throat so raw that drinking anything, even water or tea, stung. Yeah, really not fun. And I couldn't sleep at night, even on the two nights the kiddos did sleep, because I was coughing/throwing up hourly. Really not pleasant. So after a couple frustrating and sleepless nights I called my pulm. directly to double check and lo and behold they take my insurance!! So I called PCP back to ask them to change the referral or add a new one so that I could see him and after six hours, a 33 minute phone call and 18 minutes on hold, I discover that my message to the Dr was lost under some papers and he hasn't yet seen it. 3:30 on Friday...fantastic. The office called me back a little bit later and said that the Dr would not give me a new or change my referral until I saw the allergist first! What??? I wasn't asking to see a new doctor! I have been with this pulm. doctor since I was nine or ten! I just had to have a referral due to changes in insurance!! So after arguing and getting absolutely NOWHERE, I hung up and cried. 4:30 on Friday and the kids needed me by then, I had no time to look up, call and change our PCP and get a new referral. And on top of everything, I was starving! haha!


Today I woke up feeling much better and the kids were feeling a lot better yesterday. Thank goodness! I was able to eat lunch and dinner today so my stomach has hushed its pleas of hunger. But that didn't stop me from totally blowing up and losing it this morning. My kids were fighting, screaming and yelling, crying to mom to fix everything, and DH was leaving for work, only to return well after they are in bed. I just couldn't take it! I was overwhelmed and exhausted, frustrated and feeling very weak and very sorry for myself. Even though we were through the worst of our week, I just couldn't let it go. I had my breaking point. I yelled at everyone to leave me alone and walked away crying about how I just needed a break! I said that I needed a sick day! I needed a nanny so I could take a nap!
It was a very proud and mature moment, for sure. Not. I had been packing everyone up to run to Target and I went out and just sat in my car and cried. DH came and hugged me and promised to give me some alone time Sunday night when he gets home earlier from work. And the horrible thing is, he has been so helpful all week! Bringing home dinner for the kids, helping me with baths and bed time, making breakfast if he can before he leaves, taking care of the dogs, etc. And I feel so badly for making him think he wasn't doing enough! I mean jeez...I don't think I touched dishes or laundry for two days. I was the one being a lazy bum and feeling sorry for myself. I was so upset about being so sick and so tired, not being able to see my doctor, missing all of our fun plans for the week, and missing church this week that I took everything out on my poor family. It's not like they were on a tropical beach sipping smoothies all week!
I snapped out of it and we ran our errands, came home and did some much needed chores around the house. We cooked dinner, danced, played, colored, did learning time and read books. We had a positive, productive and somewhat normal day.

Besides everyone being sick and miserable all week, Thursday was National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Day, and while a year ago this day passed me by without even a slight thought, this year it was all I could think about. I was overcome with a whole new wave of guilt. I missed the baby I had lost in pregnancy and felt incredibly awful that I was carrying a new one. I know it's an irrational thought, but it's something I just cannot help. I thought of all the families, the mothers around the country and world that lose children before they can meet or get to know them. I wondered how often those other mothers thought of these children. I felt sad and burdened by these other families. It was a hard day but important to me at the same time. I lit a candle, even though I often light candles throughout and especially towards the end of the day. Those that honor this day to remember the babies lost to miscarriage and SIDS generally light a candle at 7:00 pm and keep the light going for one hour. I bought a new candle on Wednesday for this occasion. It was really overwhelming to watch the flicker and think about everything. My baby would have been due sometime this month. I didn't have an exact due date yet, but they estimated that it would be the week of October 11. This week. It was hard to think about. To think that I wouldn't have been watching a candle, I would have been watching my baby sleep or eat or just be there. But instead, I was watching a candle flicker. It seemed so honorable and at the same time hardly enough.

I did my devotion tonight (which has also taken a slight back burner) and listened to some worship music. Guess what my devotion said? It was about being held by God. Woah!
Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

Wow...when we run out of strength; when everything around us is too much to bear and seems to be rising up against us; when it seems that the path is too narrow and rough to continue, it's okay because those are the times when Jesus pulls us to Himself, wraps His loving arms around us and carries us! No wonder I totally lost it! I was so overwhelmed and so out of my own strength that Jesus was trying to get my attention and scoop me up. I was feeling too sorry for myself to notice right away, but wow, when I did it was awesome. What an amazing view from my Father's arms! ;o) My King knows when I am struggling and weak and if I only keep my eyes focused on Him, I will see that He always turns around to hold me during those times. He gives me His strength.
I am so sorry that it took me so long to see that I needed to just refocus on Him, but so very thankful that His patience is more abundant than mine! How comforting to know that He is always there and waiting, eager to take care of His children, whether we are sick physically or exhausted emotionally, or just weak and tired. He is our strength because He literally holds us through these hard times! Thank you Lord for helping and holding me!





Monday, October 5, 2009

Craving Comfort Food

My friend Janelle just recently started a neat new blog about health and fitness. She asked me to come up with a healthy recipe for this week. Check out her blog Fit for You.

If you are anything like me, you try to eat as healthy and nutritious as you can but just aren't willing to give up favorite foods. I just can't do it. I never say no to a taste of my favorite dip, spinach artichoke. I never pass by an Almond Joy bar, even if it's just a bite at a time. I just can't do these things. But I do care deeply about my health and nutrition as well as that of my family. I do little things, small adjustments to our diet as a family that add up to a consistently well balanced nutritional lifestyle. I still get to indulge in little bits of my favorite treats now and then and don't feel badly because I know that across the board I am making sure that my family and myself are taking in a balanced and healthy diet. It makes it so much easier when you go to parties, friends' homes, out to eat, etc. where the healthy options are not always bountiful. I don't ever stress out if a friend and I decide to have pizza for lunch. I know that night I am serving turkey and sweet potatoes, so it's alright.

Now what about those times when you really have a craving for something homemade, indulgent and delicious? Comfort food. When you want something warm and creamy, packed with flavor and belly-filling! It's easy to take our favorite comfort food dishes and tweak them a bit here and there to make it a much more nutritious and fulfilling meal. My example today is Chicken Pot Pie.

Oh how I love a delicious serving of Chicken pot pie. The tender chicken pieces mixed with our favorite vegetables all in a thick and creamy gravy and topped with a flaky buttery biscuit topping. YUM! Here's a healthier version, hope you and your family enjoy!

Ingredients
Filling

3 teaspoons canola oil, divided
1 cup frozen pearl onions, thawed
1 cup peeled baby carrots
10 ounces cremini mushrooms, halved
2 1/2 cups reduced-sodium chicken broth, divided
1/4 cup cornstarch
2 1/2 cups diced cooked chicken, or turkey
1 cup frozen peas, thawed
1/4 cup reduced-fat sour cream
1/4 teaspoon salt
Freshly ground pepper, to taste

Biscuit topping

3/4 cup whole-wheat pastry flour, (see Ingredient Note)
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons sugar
1 1/4 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon dried thyme
1 1/2 tablespoons cold butter, cut into small pieces
1 cup nonfat buttermilk, (see Tip)
1 tablespoon canola oil

1. Heat 1 teaspoon oil in a large skillet or Dutch oven over medium-high heat. Add onions and carrots; cook, stirring, until golden brown and tender, about 7 minutes. Transfer to a bowl. Heat the remaining 2 teaspoons oil in the pan over medium-high heat. Add mushrooms and cook, stirring often, until browned and their liquid has evaporated, 5 to 7 minutes. Return the onions and carrots to the pan. Add 2 cups broth and bring to a boil; reduce heat to a simmer. Mix cornstarch with the remaining 1/2 cup broth; add to the pan and cook, stirring, until the sauce thickens. Stir in chicken (or turkey), peas, sour cream, salt and pepper. Transfer the filling to a 2-quart baking dish.
2. Preheat oven to 400°F. Whisk whole-wheat flour, all-purpose flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt and thyme in a large bowl. Using your fingertips or 2 knives, cut butter into the dry ingredients until crumbly. Add buttermilk and oil; stir until just combined. Drop the dough onto the filling in 6 even portions. Set the baking dish on a baking sheet.
3. Bake the potpie until the topping is golden and the filling is bubbling, 30 to 35 minutes. Let cool for 10 minutes before serving.



Ingredient Note: Whole-wheat pastry flour is milled from soft wheat. It contains less gluten than regular whole-wheat flour and helps ensure a tender result in delicate baked goods while providing the nutritional benefits of whole grains. Available in large supermarkets and in natural-foods stores. Store in the freezer.

Tip: If you don't have buttermilk, you can make “sour milk”: mix 1 tablespoon lemon juice or vinegar to 1 cup milk.

Nutrition Facts
Six servings
Per serving: 403 calories; 12 g fat (4 g sat, 4 g mono); 64 mg cholesterol; 46 g carbohydrates; 29 g protein; 4 g fiber; 667 mg sodium; 427 mg potassium.

While the carbohydrates are high and may alarm people, they are complex carbohydrates, the fuel your brain needs to function.


Bon Apetit!





Saturday, September 26, 2009

10:45 pm. What is it about 10:45? It really bothers me. It's still early enough that a good night's sleep is possible but just getting late enough that frustration starts to creep in at the thought of not enough sleep. I remember before having kids when I would be out late with friends or with Kenny and all of a sudden it would be 3:30, 4:00 or later! It just sneaked up on us out of nowhere! Now 10:45 sneaks up on me and boy does it bother me. So what do I do? I lay in bed rather frustrated until I finally get up and decide to blog. ;o)

I'm having an annoying night. I keep hearing things...little creaks and bumps and thuds. Nothing abnormal, but enough that it is keeping me up and listening, checking. Normally I would probably sleep through these noises, knowing subconsciencely that they are normal sounds. But Kenny's working graveyard this week and tonight these noises are louder and more suspicious than usual. I'm not the only one on ultra alert when Kenny works late or is gone all night. Nope. Rylie, my female boxer, paces the house almost hourly. She checks the kids rooms, up and downstairs, the front and back doors and sleeps at the top of the stairs instead of on her bed by mine. What a good dog, huh? I tease a lot about how much she drives me crazy, but wow, she really looks after our family. I really love her actually.

My asthma and resp. issues have been going nuts lately. Running my rainbow has helped but not taken it completely away. It's really something that can't be fixed anyway, just learned to live with. It always gets worse when I'm pregnant too. I ran out of my usual emergency inhaler and have to use one that I had thrown in the back of a drawer. It's a much higher steroid and causes my heart to beat very irregularly when I have to use it. Unfortunately I have to use it all weekend and probably Monday until I can get to my doctor to refill my usual prescription. I suppose that could be what's keeping me awake too. It is very awkward when you are trying to sleep and your heart keeps skipping a beat, beating a few times very fast, pausing to take a beat break and thudding really hard. It actually hurts my chest sometimes. I can't wait to get my other inhaler.

Kaelyn asked me tonight when we said our prayers if we were going to church tomorrow. She asks me this every single day. I said yes we are, it is Sunday tomorrow. So she clarified by saying "so we can go play with Jesus tomorrow?" I said yes again and she said "Oh good. Jesus misses Kaelyn." And you know what I thought? I thought a big old thank you to Jesus. It felt like when you are a kid and you bring home a report card and your mom or dad praises you and tells you what a terrific job you are doing. I felt like Jesus was giving me a little pat on the back and telling me that I was doing something right. It felt great and I really needed the encouragement. It was cute too. ;o)

I've been spending a lot of time alone lately. Well, not really alone. But just with the kids or with God. I've been trying to focus on bettering myself as a mother, wife and child of God. I've been doing early morning devotionals and quiet time to myself for a while now. I love it. It is truly an amazing and reflective time. But sometimes it's lonely too. I miss when I was in high school and my girlfriends and I would have group devotionals and Bible studies amongst ourselves. I miss that deeper connection with friends. I think it's just been me lately though. I think I have been isolating myself, but I haven't meant to at all and now I am just ending up frustrated and lonely! I've just been so focused on working on our house, sticking with our routines with the kids, meal times, nap times, bath times, play times, learning times, outside times, story times, puzzle times, craft times, and every other time. Some days feel like I am just waiting for bed times!! For all of us! I am feeling that while my family life is fantastic and fulfilled, my woman time is not. Sometimes I feel like I am ONLY a wife and mother...but not a woman. I long for the in depth conversations about anything and everything that just leave you feeling refreshed, revived, rejuvinated. The ones that make you think, question and ponder and love, cherish and appreciate. Of course I have Kenny, who is by far my best friend and along with my kids, they are my beating heart and soul. But I still miss those deep friendships with girls...peers.

Well anyway...besides all that nonsense. I had another ultrasound last week. It was great. It is so emotional to see that little tiny person growing inside me. To hear the little itty bitty heart, see the hands moving and grasping at things. To feel the feet constantly kicking and moving around just floods me with emotion. I can't believe that I am worthy to be carrying one of God's children. You know, when I think about it that way, I'm not too far off from Mary herself! ;o) But really, what a humbling thought that MY KING trusts me to take care of His child in the most developmentally critical part of their life! And then to raise that child and love and nurture that child for all the years to come! How does He know I won't screw it up? I don't even know I won't screw it up! And you know, here's a little moment of confession. I've had a hard time with this pregnancy. I've gotten bigger faster, I've had more contractions and cramping sooner, and I've been ordered to take it easy earlier. I am usually a very happy pregnant lady. I usually love being pregnant. Being sick, tired and fat with heartburn just don't bother me when I'm pregnant. But this time...everything does. I don't like looking in the mirror, I don't want to get on the scale. I don't even want to take off my pajamas all day long. I wish everyone would just look at my face instead of my belly. Eh...scratch that. I just remembered the chronic dark rings and blotchy skin I have due to my complete and utter lack of sleep. Did I mention I already can't sleep? Which is funny because we always joke that it's God's way of preparing us for the coming lack of sleep with a newborn, but here's a little memo: I know! I have two already!I don't want to prepare, I want to sleep! But back to my confession...and honestly this just hit me as I was writing it: How dare I shy away from the mirror or feel frustrated with my pregnancy when the Lord has chosen me to carry one of HIS children? How selfish, vain and naive can I be? Why should I be worrying about whether or not I fit in regular jeans or be upset that I cannot jog five miles anymore? How dare I when the Creator of the universe has given me this precious gift, this sanctified responsibility to be a vessel for His child? How selfish am I?? Jeez...I will fit in my jeans and run around the block in a few more months. But in a few more months this special time that only I have with this baby will be over. The baby will be here and will be a gift to be shared with everyone. Right now and for the next couple months, this baby is just mine and Gods. I am so sorry for my lack of understanding! I try to pray every day that God helps me to see other people and other situations through His eyes. I generally don't ask God to help me see myself through His eyes. I think I need to do that more.

Well, sorry for the brief interruption. I had a moment. ;o) Back to the ultrasound! The tech said that the baby is big, measuring about three weeks bigger than normal. I know I'm not further along though because of the miscarriage. The dates of conception are very accurate...for sure within one week. So...I'm brewing a big baby! And that big baby has even bigger baby feet. Which makes me wonder if it's a boy! I had a feeling right at day one that it was a girl, but now with all the big this and big that and the ridiculous kicking for the last six weeks I am beginning to question the pigtails and ponies and starting to think trains and baseball hats. ;o) I'm fine with either, and can't wait to find out!

Now it is officially 11:36 and I have rambled for a long time. I am not confused with 11:36. It never seems early enough to squeeze in a good night's sleep. I always know that I missed that chance when 11:36 rolls around. So with that, I am signing out and saying good night. Thanks for letting me ramble and vent! I must go get my beauty sleep for church tomorrow...Jesus misses me! ;o)




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