tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-118610282024-03-23T13:12:26.851-05:00...if you asked me I would smileLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.comBlogger515125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-45476211826279862372013-08-09T15:17:00.003-05:002013-08-09T15:21:00.327-05:00coming to the end of this journey...in exactly 17 wake ups my beautiful Jordan will start her final year of high school. How did THAT happen? It's so cliche all the where does the time go... they grow so quickly... don't blink... but it's not at all cliche its truth.
This will be the hardest thing I've ever done watching her go out on her own. Trusting that I have done the job well that I was given when blessed with this remarkable child. I believe in her with all of my soul, that doesn't mean I wouldn't rather just keep her with me. Always. So many around me tell me oh it'll be so great to have your house back and won't it be nice when and all I can think is I have a house to give them a home. If I can, I'd rather do something with Jordan than just about anyone. I never dreamed in a million years that watching the world through my children's eyes would not only be so incredibly magical but so completely different from one to the next.
So many of my dear ones are having or have had babies... Rylie, Avery and Zoey came together the mighty 3 in May and I'm completely in love with them and in awe of her parents because triplets please you think you know ~ You DON'T. Taisa is the latest little Russian citizen and she made my Katya a big sister. How intersting it's been learning all the cultural differences from my Russian. Having a baby in Russia is a lonely business but I've started wondering and I think I would have treasured that time with just me and my babies... figuring out who each other is in the very beginning. Hank arrived on Sunday and I've never been more excited for two people to become parents as I am for my dear friend Holly and Drew. That family is special and will be one that people are awed by and admire. My Becca Jay and Ryan will give make their Rylie a big sister in January, I predict that I'll be spending a lot of time in Virginia Beach in 2014!!
I'm very thankful for these new babies that will allow me to focus on something other than the pain in my heart watching mine go where I am not allowed to follow. If I'm really lucky I will get to play a small part in each of their little lives. I really look forward to that. Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-14134965584386804672012-11-13T14:08:00.003-06:002012-11-13T14:08:52.188-06:00Emmylou Harris has a song called The Road…I’ve been obsessed with it for about a month now. <br />
“I wandered in the wilderness<br />
For a while, I was so lost <br />
To everything there is a season <br />
And every blessing has its cost…”<br />
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Until this weekend, that was the part that tugged at my soul and screamed you get that. This is where you once were. And it absolutely is the truth… I was oh so very lost and in a sad season stuck counting blessings feeling like there weren’t very many and TERRIFIED of what my future looked like. <br />
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Then on the 8th of December 2003 I did something quite out of character… I was new to this world of the internet and being raised by skeptics, very WARY of it as well. There was a little voice that kept saying, this is safe, it’s music after all. Music has never steered you wrong, it’s been you constant, sober companion, your light in the dark. Go ahead and so I entered this whole new world and found people very much like me. I was welcomed by one in particular.<br />
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“You have a PG hitch cover, on your truck and you live in California?”<br />
“Yup, I sure do!”<br />
“You need to check out this Galleywinter.com, you’ll fit in well over there.” <br />
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I kind of blew off that last statement, I was fascinated to read the conversations about music that were happening and see the passion that everyone obviously had and it matched mine. It was really exciting for me as up until this point, I’d not really known anyone that heard the music they listened to. They were just taken what was being fed to them and not really paying attention to whether or not it was any good.<br />
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“You’re making me look stupid will you go over and say ‘hi’ “<br />
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And with that… my world as I knew it completely changed. Cope introduced me that evening to the music that would save me and to the people that would hold my hand and put back together all my broken pieces. <br />
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There are people we meet along this journey of ours and at some point in our reflecting we realize that they are instrumental in our life being what it is today. I will forever be grateful to Cope for being a person like that for me. <br />
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So the whole song is wonderful… but since hearing of Cope’s passing this in particular has been singing in my heart…<br />
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“And if it's only all about the journey in the end <br />
On that road I'm glad I came to know you, my old friend”<br />
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Godspeed my dear friend and thank you for my life. <br />
Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-72240849218489980652012-10-31T15:48:00.001-05:002012-10-31T15:48:46.699-05:00Wow... look what I found. I've not been here in awhile. Twitter is where i spend my time mostly but lately... I can feel something brewin... down deep... that's going to require more than 140 characters so I thought I'd check in here and try this on, see if it still fits. <br />
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It's Halloween... I'm looking forward to seeing what all the young ones will dress as but it makes me a teensy sad as mine really aren't young one any more. But they are super fun!!! One J is going for the driving test next month... I'm not sure how I'm supposed to ever sleep again after we get that done. The other j is just too much. He is smarter than I ever thought about being and he's really kind. I hope that sticks as he is presently a pre teen and could easily go either way. <br />
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I'll be back... this is just a quick check in... like sticking your toe in the pool before you jump in. I can already tell the water's going to be perfect!Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-28133197990105124622010-03-12T09:51:00.003-06:002010-03-12T10:20:57.469-06:00maybe someday I'll learn...well actually I have learned more than I realized 15 minutes ago ~ ADD much... ugh sorry!<br /><br />...we only want to feel as close as we can be<br />use hands for holding onto your precious family<br /><em><strong>just believe in all who shine the light to help you see</strong></em><br />'cause if I believe in you, will you believe in me ~ Blue OctoberLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-87335123011651086852010-03-11T08:36:00.004-06:002010-03-11T09:23:56.001-06:00If you read my silly little blog...but haven't checked out www.thepioneerwoman.com ~ well trust me she has A LOT more going on than I do. She has inspired me to cook... which you may or may not know I don't do and well now I'm attempting and doing better (pictures help ~ pictures help A LOT!)<br /><br />The point is yesterday she posted a contest in which we were to answer the question, 'Are you where you thought you would be 10 years ago?'<br /><br /><br />ummmmm hmmmm let me think.... 10 years ago, I was pregnant... living in Vermont... telecommuting to California... Jordan was 4 and still didn't think I was the dumbest person on the planet... in fact ~ at 4 I was IT for my girl. In March specificially 10 years ago... I had JUST found out that I was expecting and I was STILL very Very VERY unhappy about it ~ only one person 'Got That' and it was not someone that I even thought paid attention to me when I spoke. I was NOT a fan of snow and we got A LOT that winter so I rarely left my house. <br /><br />10 years ago... I had never heard a Pat Green song... I had NO idea who Blue October was... I was ridiculously overweight... I hadn't fallen in love with Spiderman... I drove a mini-van and well looking back ~ happy isn't a word that I would have used to describe that person in that life.<br /><br />10 years ago, if you had asked me what I thought about Texas, I would have said NOT MUCH, I'd only seen Amarillo at that point and to say I was less than impressed doesn't adequately cover the feelings I had. <br /><br />If you had asked me about friendships, I would have said that there were some. Two in particular that I treasured. I had many acquaintances back then but not a lot of full on... drive me to the airport... take care of my kids without a thought... ones I laughed too much with or would cry in front of friends.<br /><br />I hadn't felt REAL loss yet in my life... I hadn't lost my mind yet... I had juggling down to a perfect science ~ but no 10 years ago... I NEVER saw anything that looked like my life today. <br /><br />and that's OKLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-28461907250003204642010-03-09T10:22:00.002-06:002010-03-09T10:29:37.299-06:00March... already ~ how is that possible???I'm glad because there are many things I'm looking forward to this month, but good grief can we slow the pace on life in general WAY down!!!
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<br />I'm going to get back to really blogging this year... for those that read this, sometimes you'll get it ~ sometimes you won't. My apologies in advance.
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<br />Are you looking for something new to listen to? Check out needtobreathe... they are my present love Love LOVE...
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<br /><a href="<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F6qmAe8jKp4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F6qmAe8jKp4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>"></a>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-16431405609268246162010-02-04T10:35:00.001-06:002010-02-04T10:36:37.539-06:00Funniest ever... in my opinonso we get jokes ALL DAY long at work... but this one ~ this one is my most favorite ever!!!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88Jg7FH2i4zhj49_T5-Gk8XbL5rhg0dU-nI95RmjHxtGUe7AImkAM7C0VkDaXokSkQwOHDGY8hfigvhjOSFGXan4CP165nznOgWBjoGz0LIYQDfBgM9d_6745rJI1jwvAGa5P/s1600-h/joke+lady.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88Jg7FH2i4zhj49_T5-Gk8XbL5rhg0dU-nI95RmjHxtGUe7AImkAM7C0VkDaXokSkQwOHDGY8hfigvhjOSFGXan4CP165nznOgWBjoGz0LIYQDfBgM9d_6745rJI1jwvAGa5P/s320/joke+lady.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434427887332760130" /></a><br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Will you please state your age?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />I am 94 years old.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Did you know him?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />No, but he sure was friendly.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />What happened after he sat down?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />He started to rub my thigh.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Did you stop him?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />No, I didn't stop him.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Why not?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />What happened next?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />He began to rub my breasts.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Did you stop him then?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />No, I did not stop him.<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Why not?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years! <br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />What happened next?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />Well, by then, I was feeling so 'spicy' that I just laid down and told him<br />'Take me, young man. Take me now!'<br /><br />Defense Attorney:<br />Did he take you?<br /><br />Little Old Lady:<br />Hell, no! He just yelled, ' April Fool!' And that's when I shot him, the little bastardLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-31881915632920592132010-02-03T15:21:00.004-06:002010-02-03T15:42:59.013-06:00Own the Moment... 2/7/10ok... so my coach retired... my boys are getting old and well let's face football players don't age gracefully... i get *a little* heated during the games ~ SO at the beginning of the season I decided we are in a re-building phase... we aren't going to have much of a season and my year had already had more stress than i cared to think about ~ I'm skipping football! <br /><br />AND I did... successfully get through the regular season... didn't watch as much as one play ~ then the playoffs... and then the last quarter of the AFC Championship game and well... <br /><br />here we go ~ Super Bowl Bound!!! <br /><br />and now the real question ~ to watch or not to watch???<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5J2vuD49dmzw1aLM1mBylMyKyqwiDZXqS9fgeTsaZJHxlGeTJotDKAXm_NKENlhhYeZp6HVZgz67ODycv5U6PQB3GzVMwSHbto-kLWXQNj2DqGG7KPlj2Xkyc5z20aENoZAU/s1600-h/peyton-manning_1570902c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5J2vuD49dmzw1aLM1mBylMyKyqwiDZXqS9fgeTsaZJHxlGeTJotDKAXm_NKENlhhYeZp6HVZgz67ODycv5U6PQB3GzVMwSHbto-kLWXQNj2DqGG7KPlj2Xkyc5z20aENoZAU/s320/peyton-manning_1570902c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434134566049522306" /></a><br /><br />love Love LOVE me some Peyton Manning!!! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl4PbC7AxdE1t0DbGuRzs8RWKElrgf5qPUsLvwhjsvAjmFlPWNYzHytMg08tNcGdeTeAqyRj3ej6G0NPGJYkWM_vJHxKU9iadlpOtNXHqIJFD78z8vz0NzDe_vaGKNV_Lz_MDV/s1600-h/indianapolis-colts-personal-1280x1024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl4PbC7AxdE1t0DbGuRzs8RWKElrgf5qPUsLvwhjsvAjmFlPWNYzHytMg08tNcGdeTeAqyRj3ej6G0NPGJYkWM_vJHxKU9iadlpOtNXHqIJFD78z8vz0NzDe_vaGKNV_Lz_MDV/s320/indianapolis-colts-personal-1280x1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434135697176094674" /></a>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-19934727927741068422010-01-27T16:20:00.006-06:002010-01-27T16:40:38.563-06:00the most spoiled puppy EVER...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDHqtrg_VsEMa6vqbsO9ODTFhB6af1rEohD4zVwLFIKlIG-ZYO542TMctdhrN3NUHyHMslLndy9dWS6YRM61IGjfzF-m_ZIM45MVGsyQQBd7sXpINaWDLwzTgdd6l-vdouJRDJ/s1600-h/Juno+and+Shiloh.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDHqtrg_VsEMa6vqbsO9ODTFhB6af1rEohD4zVwLFIKlIG-ZYO542TMctdhrN3NUHyHMslLndy9dWS6YRM61IGjfzF-m_ZIM45MVGsyQQBd7sXpINaWDLwzTgdd6l-vdouJRDJ/s320/Juno+and+Shiloh.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431548166299444354" /></a><br /><br /><br />ok... well from THAT photo... they are both spoiled... no doubt<br /><br />But specifically I'm referring to this one... <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCPkXNdM43YcOtUEjuOt6Ons3cPyyku0H6hT6OfuZXH8XoLWMJKD4_Dd7JrSECESZxEBXpvjTTo87EE3xdFujbDv-PEylrr4xVc3N-t0VShxUR4uRrIkW4z5iNIUboCT_aMcC/s1600-h/Shiloh.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCPkXNdM43YcOtUEjuOt6Ons3cPyyku0H6hT6OfuZXH8XoLWMJKD4_Dd7JrSECESZxEBXpvjTTo87EE3xdFujbDv-PEylrr4xVc3N-t0VShxUR4uRrIkW4z5iNIUboCT_aMcC/s320/Shiloh.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431549478291111490" /></a><br /><br />she is the newest member of our family and just the sweetest... you would NEVER know we have a 7 month old puppy in the house!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkx1nDe6JvBy9ZjSWG6PnyeoXrb-oMTxR8-mAKtqu71EeLkcJ_kyZL0F6OTrrwERF2Kh3lLOJQX9jVIutNKUfskmdV61GUse-9bXqwDpk6iBO1YZ-TuIKOECyqqyl8PkG679Ej/s1600-h/Shiloh3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkx1nDe6JvBy9ZjSWG6PnyeoXrb-oMTxR8-mAKtqu71EeLkcJ_kyZL0F6OTrrwERF2Kh3lLOJQX9jVIutNKUfskmdV61GUse-9bXqwDpk6iBO1YZ-TuIKOECyqqyl8PkG679Ej/s320/Shiloh3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431550093954209314" /></a><br /><br />She does A LOT of just THAT!!!<br /><br />And I spoil my animals... I admit but I don't care, I don't have dogs that I don't want in my space... and I do mean right in it... usually attached to my hip in some form or another.<br /><br />But this one... <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jJGvs6p7jghEgpsB2P_PumKrG5DvL3SScjraOt1D2CKY0ajjs3hhT7VhMXXJabiEUZNruoPF-nvfgiORZy8A0f1Prk7tt2sDgpI6ZbVqUxMPgSSNfDhyphenhyphenjt6JJrOlzAMdfmi0/s1600-h/Shiloh+2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jJGvs6p7jghEgpsB2P_PumKrG5DvL3SScjraOt1D2CKY0ajjs3hhT7VhMXXJabiEUZNruoPF-nvfgiORZy8A0f1Prk7tt2sDgpI6ZbVqUxMPgSSNfDhyphenhyphenjt6JJrOlzAMdfmi0/s320/Shiloh+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431550730590866466" /></a><br /><br />She has taken it to a WHOLE new level. She has taken to not really wanting to drink her water out of her bowl on her own... I have to well spoon feed her for lack of a better word. And for now... I do and here is why... <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEG3buu2sYJRkjYtI3o54ZYLZHvWAMbW9lEfnl0vo0HJGN76dnoiWg6CbrryhEzme52650alF7q4yohRhAQVua7tcXTezDjPwVI8SRi6Q6RwU1OrE9gOT1pBqOjsDSm6hgtURW/s1600-h/that+face.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEG3buu2sYJRkjYtI3o54ZYLZHvWAMbW9lEfnl0vo0HJGN76dnoiWg6CbrryhEzme52650alF7q4yohRhAQVua7tcXTezDjPwVI8SRi6Q6RwU1OrE9gOT1pBqOjsDSm6hgtURW/s320/that+face.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431551318048739330" /></a><br /><br />THAT FACE!!! That face gets me everytime.<br /><br />So... for those that missed it... on twitter or facebook... that is Shiloh... and she is super sweet and while we still miss our Kailey every day. Shiloh has helped make our home a little less sad!<br /><br />But yes... they are BOTH spoiled!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_0yPOLiWC2kflENoL9WJRrwEmPcvFCNGHcfhdghptdXjulLVnvIlIlnHulE_imQe1l6YR5aVYI13JeJFj-GxAopvw9N80GslHF7gVIeAV49GuMRNC_2adUQE6m63OICdNCD1/s1600-h/SPOILED.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_0yPOLiWC2kflENoL9WJRrwEmPcvFCNGHcfhdghptdXjulLVnvIlIlnHulE_imQe1l6YR5aVYI13JeJFj-GxAopvw9N80GslHF7gVIeAV49GuMRNC_2adUQE6m63OICdNCD1/s320/SPOILED.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431553138252957922" /></a>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-588842119786209002010-01-20T09:15:00.003-06:002010-01-20T09:24:03.941-06:00Haiti6.2 aftershock this morning... they can't withstand much more... <br /><br />Are you doing all that you can???<br /><br />Here's another option... <br /><br /><a href="http://www.dosomething.org/teensforjeans/home?utm_source=HP&utm_medium=T4J&utm_campaign=011910">Jeans for Teens</a>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-44434831781091743282010-01-08T09:55:00.002-06:002010-01-13T09:04:54.273-06:00there is no 'And'so I've been introduced to the teachings of <a ref="http://www.withoutwax.tv">Pastor Pete Wilson</a> he is the founding and senior pastor at <a href="http://www.crosspoint.tv">Cross Point Nashville</a>. You can listen to his messages on that site or download the podcasts to you iPod for free on iTunes. <br /><br />I've been listening pretty much exclusively and my favorite is a series they did called Religion Lies. The short version is this 'Religion complicates what God made simple.' That's really it for me right there. I don't need to do dress a certain way or listen to a particular kind of music or NOT listen to a particular kind of music... I'm not damned if I watch a movie that may be heavy in vulgarity or violence... Praying in my room is heard just as loudly as praying from a pew on Sunday... it's OK to LOVE everyone without judgement regardless of their beliefs... or non beliefs and because of their flaws not inspite of them... it's ok to show compassion to everyone knowing that I've not been in their shoes so how could I possibly understand. <br /><br />It's always been a frustration for me the idea that just accepting our Lord and his Son wasn't enough... I had to dress a certain way... listen to certain music... attend certain services... etc. I'm really grateful to have found this place where I can be comfortable and love Jesus!!!!Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-50232385321908313902010-01-03T13:06:00.003-06:002010-01-03T13:20:13.475-06:00Welcome ~ 2010 i've been waiting for you!!!So... I've got some ideas about 2010 and what I want to get out of it... it's not the typical i want to have financial freedom... i want to lose 20lbs... i want to quit xyz behavior that is unhealthy whatever that may be.<br /><br />My goal for 2010 is to work on my center... become more committed to my faith. I have found that when I stray too far from my faith, life becomes terribly hard to live through! HA <br /><br />At our service on Christmas Eve Pastor gave a sermon about life's imperfections. How we are all striving to look like a Christmas Card all perfect an happy... but that's just not real ~ is it? OK there maybe one percent of the population for whom that is reality... I just dont happen to fall into that percentage. Pastor gave me permission on Christmas Eve to be ok with my life just exactly as it is... our Father isn't looking for us to strive to be a Christmas Card he just wants us to walk with him... when the sun is shining as well as seeking his hand when the storms come. <br /><br />So that's my goal for this year... to be able to look back and feel better about my faith. <br /><br />According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue ~ 2 Peter 1:3Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-6231345344389276772009-12-31T09:56:00.002-06:002009-12-31T09:59:47.128-06:00a gift to you all from me...<a href="http://www.potsc.com/">http://www.potsc.com</a>
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<br />People of the Second Chance... they've got it figure out!!!</a>
<br />Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-37537899945721180862009-12-29T11:39:00.000-06:002009-12-29T11:40:31.352-06:00i forgot for a minute...<object width="330" height="273"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jsT2URr1Igc&hl=en&rel=0"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jsT2URr1Igc&hl=en&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="330" height="273"></embed></object><br><object width="330" height="200"><embed src="http://lyrics.stlyrics.com/lyrscroll.swf?page=http%3A//www%2Estlyrics%2Ecom/lyrics/meettherobinsons/littlewonders%2Ehtm" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="330" height="200" name="lyrscroll" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="all" /></object><br><a href="http://www.stlyrics.com" target="_blank">Lyrics</a> | <a href=http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/meettherobinsons/littlewonders.htm target=_blank>Rob Thomas - Little Wonders lyrics</a>
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<br />GREATNESS!!! Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-85676312273489627702009-12-23T22:25:00.002-06:002009-12-23T22:33:56.630-06:00so I'm NOT a fan of Christmas...for SOOOO many reasons... mostly its just too much drama and more than not have forgot (if they ever knew) what its supposed to be about. <br /><br />so having said THAT... CHRISTMAS for REAL... happened already for me this year. <br /><br />I have four girls that work on my team. One of my girls is African... and her Mom lives in Sudan, Africa. She was coming to Dallas for Christmas for the first time in many years. The excitment spilled over to me and I was very excited to meet her and tell her how wonderful her daughter is and what an asset to my team she truly is. <br /><br />WELL... once again SNOW messed up my world... LOL (comedic relief from a heavy post) <br /><br />So they were able to land in Newark last Friday as the other airports were not accepting flights. <br /><br />We were supposed to all go to lunch on Monday... this is when I got the news that she came to the US from Africa and was stuck in NJ... ok... or hell well not that bad but you get my point.<br /><br />I looked up Amtrak... I looked up Greyhound... NO LUCK... but I call a colleague and well short story already toooooo long... she was able to get on a flight that arrived last evening and I saw smiles that are museum picture worthy today. <br /><br />My friends... I PROMISE YOU... there isn't anything that anyone could put a bow on that would equal that feeling.<br /><br />My Christmas Wish for Everyone... is that you are able to experience whatever makes your heart happy!!! If you read this... I probably LOVE YOU a lot!!!! <br /><br />Joyeux NoelLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-5590331785976863452009-12-15T21:16:00.002-06:002009-12-15T21:21:57.711-06:00Paula Deen how i love thee...I don't know if I've ever mentioned that I have a love affair with Paula Deen. Completely platonic... nothing kinky here but I just think she oozes warmth and love. <br /><br />So I decided about a year or so ago, that I want to celebrate the end of this decade or beginning of my next depending on how you interpret it by visiting Savannah, a town I've always been intrigued by... have you seen Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil... well HIGHLY recommend it... ok sorry ADD you know!<br /><br />ANYWAY today... i found <a href="http://bookings.mermaidcottages.com/site/Overview/PropertyID__39370/page__3/2390/DesktopDefault.aspx"> this </a>... needless to say I have been out of my mind over the moon... and I don't turn 40 for 2 years!!!!!<br /><br />You all are invited to come with... I want everyone that I love that can to join in the festivities... there is a link that shows other cottages 'cause well we all can't stay at Paula's place LOL.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-48315053497385480282009-12-11T11:08:00.002-06:002009-12-11T11:18:25.703-06:00What is it they say...The way to a man's heart is through his stomach or something like that.<br /><br />Well the way to mine... is to embrace my kids. I've had the opportunity on a few different occasions lately to spend time with my friends and my kids. It's so very different from when I was growing up... you know in the age of children are seen and not heard. I love watching my kids interact with my friends and I especially love it if one of my friends sends me a text or email with info that they know my children will love. <br /><br />I was in a craptastic mood this week... I'm mostly tired of the struggle. Never enough time... never enough money... spending too much of me on things that don't deserve me... y'all know the drill.<br /><br />Well this morning a friend was excited to share with me something that Jordan would like and everything was put back into perspective. I was reminded of why my life is good and of the ones that truly make me smile and feel loved.<br /><br />SO... thank you for that!!Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-77612163840515947692009-12-01T13:23:00.001-06:002009-12-01T13:23:40.721-06:00Letter from Jesus about Christmas --It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. <br /><br /> How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER. <br /><br /> Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn If all My followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town. <br /><br /> Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 - 8. <br /><br />If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my wish list. Choose something from it: <br /><br /> 1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time. <br /><br /> 2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally.. They just need to know that someone cares about them. <br /><br /> 3. Instead of writing the President complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don't you write and tell him that you'll be praying for him and his family this year. Then follow up... It will be nice hearing from you again. <br /><br />4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and<br />they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them. <br /><br /> 5 Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her. <br /><br /> 6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference. <br /><br />7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there.. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn't make so much money on that day they'd close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families <br /><br /> 8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary-- especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name. <br /><br /> 9. Here's a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them, buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you. <br /><br />10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine. <br /><br /> Don't forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I'll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I'll help you, but the ball is now in your court. And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember : <br /><br /> I LOVE YOU,<br />JESUSLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-29327570545564963372009-11-20T12:26:00.000-06:002009-11-20T12:27:19.155-06:00Rewind...We were at dinner… at an Italian restaurant that was only open for about a week… the food suk’d but it was close to where we were living at the time. Jordan was 18mos old and just starting to use words…and her favorite word was puppy and EVERYTHING was a puppy. Now is this the best reason to go get yourself a dog… so that your 18 mos old child might actually use the term appropriately, probably not but that is what we did. As spur of the moment as that… we always knew we wanted a German Shepherd… both her dad and myself grew up around them (my mom’s parents ALWAYS had one!) <br /><br />She was four months old… and I remember sitting on the floor playing with her and saying to her… are you ever just going to lie down and chill. That was yesterday right?? That’s how it feels for SURE. <br /><br />That was 12 years ago… we were in California… we have been back and forth across the country 3 times… no 4. She has flown 3 times… she has ridden ever so patiently in the car for days on end. She helped raise Jordan and Jake… never once did she growl or snap or did I worry about her in their presence EVER. She never met a stranger but if you were coming into her space she certainly let her presence known. She took care of me when I was sad… I took care of her through thunderstorms… <br /><br />I’m not sure that I have the strength to do what I have to… I keep looking around me at everyone going about their day like it’s a regular day… and even worse its Friday so everyone is all ready for their weekend and the fun to be had. I just want to scream WAIT… STOP don’t you know my world is about to never be the same and I’m scared and how do I walk into my apartment with her not there and how do I dry the tears from the blue and brown eyes and help them see it will be ok… when I don’t know what ok means now. <br /><br />I know its for the best… I know tomorrow we will start down the new path… but really if I could rewind for another 12 years… well I’d prefer thatLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-83909581453066191592009-11-18T10:24:00.000-06:002009-11-18T10:25:26.652-06:00for my Kailey...Poem for Dog Lovers<br /><br />Hello. I've been expecting you for quite some time. <br />Here, come sit beside us for awhile . <br />and let me tell you about this old friend of mine. <br />She might look tattered or maybe old <br />But I won't say goodbye until you've been told. <br />She had the brightest eyes I had ever seen, <br />And wore a beautiful fur coat that would out shine a queen . <br />She was never prissy but walked with an aire ...... <br />And oh so polite, you could take her most anywhere. <br />She could run like the wind and could catch anything she chased <br />But she protected and sat with me when I had problems to face. <br />You could not find a friend nearly so dear. <br />Because no matter the trouble she always stayed near... <br />She has never asked for much from me; <br />Just to love and respect her and I think you'll agree . <br />To give her a good meal plus a nice warm bed is not much to ask ; <br />When she has given me all her love and to her this was no task. <br />Now I understand you have a schedule to keep. <br />But I have a small favor before she nods off to sleep. <br />Please fold your wings around her and let her feel young while in no pain ; <br />Dear Guardian Angel of Pets , <br />please keep her safe and happy until I see her again. <br /><br />Ginger PattonLorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-60383991347223179302009-11-05T09:36:00.003-06:002009-11-05T09:44:38.581-06:00my wish for you all...May your tears come from laughing
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<br />May you win and stay humble
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<br />Smile more than grumble
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<br />You're never alone
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<br /><a href="<font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#999999"><br/><a style="font: Verdana" href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=5934959">Never Alone - Music Video</a><br/><object width="425px" height="360px" ><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=5934959,t=1,mt=video"/><embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=5934959,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br/><a style="font: Verdana" href="http://www.myspace.com/glennsweitzer">fresh film+design</a> | <a style="font: Verdana" href="http://vids.myspace.com">MySpace Video</a></font>"></a>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-13983431174516907302009-10-31T11:39:00.003-05:002009-10-31T12:02:19.556-05:00Almost Famous is my Favorite Movie...and unlike music that answer doesn't change.... my favorite line in Almost Famous is<br /><br />'They don't even know what it is to be a fan. Y'know? To truly love some silly little piece of music, or some band, so much that it hurts.'<br /><br />I was on my elliptical this morning and Rob Thomas Live At The Red Rocks was assisting in my work out... he does If You're Gone acoustically during this performance. As I was listening to that i realized I miss the horns during the acoustic version...<br /><br />Now I'm a lyrics girl... pretty much that's what gets me, the music and melody is secondary... the lyrics are what make me fall in love with a song PERIOD. However... there are a few songs that for whatever reason... something else stands out... so if you are so inclined... what about you? Are there certain songs that if the bass line or fiddle were missing ~ you would feel like you had Thanksgiving without the mashed potatoes??<br /><br />These are the ones that come to mind right off for me...<br /><br />1. If You're Gone by Matchbox 20... the horns<br />2. Crush by Dave Matthews Band... the bass line in that song... is as my favorite GUY would say Money<br />3. Eden's Gate by Pat Green... the fiddle... The Fiddle... THE FIDDLE *swoon*<br />4. Vincent Black Lightening by Reckless Kelly... the lead guitar in this song just makes me want to dance ~ and I don't dance except with Jake in convenience stores to goofy songs!Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-9845118786674198462009-10-13T11:29:00.003-05:002009-10-13T12:00:35.611-05:00I. LOVE. THIS.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt0OrDuRPJrTyCgSqkfvx4emRYtqkaNgYn5xTGU2EON4_LGQVJbWQXhFFJNtQq49TtePGwr28bZpgSE6oFgR4j_Kumh7Cr3DX2mhLBMeMFh7FYvBI9gDnL2UhaQwvFWrGwDmjW/s1600-h/Vicky+Secret.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392130285981655186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt0OrDuRPJrTyCgSqkfvx4emRYtqkaNgYn5xTGU2EON4_LGQVJbWQXhFFJNtQq49TtePGwr28bZpgSE6oFgR4j_Kumh7Cr3DX2mhLBMeMFh7FYvBI9gDnL2UhaQwvFWrGwDmjW/s320/Vicky+Secret.jpg" /></a> The Cocoa Butter one... its FABULOUS... it smells heavenly and it leaves my skin so soft.<br /><br />Which means they will stop selling it in about a month!<br /><div></div>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-77550234611002531072009-10-08T18:19:00.001-05:002009-10-08T18:22:24.283-05:00favorite...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SiHZxxBg0oU&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SiHZxxBg0oU&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />if you haven't checked out Kings of Leon yet... please do and while the new album is great ~ don't be afraid to check out this older stuff 'cause it's GREATNESS too.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861028.post-46618557018871993182009-09-21T11:34:00.006-05:002009-09-21T11:53:37.443-05:00Wyoming and IdahoSo i've been trying to write about my trip since I got back and I'm not sure yet that I have the right words to articulate everything... but I'm going to try. First of all ~ it was GORGEOUS... but here decide for yourself...<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9JGNazGh2DIbSiBaftIloqNjusikbbMR4EY7L05gpgJTAN9R_JlrCUZB1OEfnK795OyRmXmfOKiaU-uH9hpgsLuhp2jhf91V0aY3vyMPYrcfIRq5CxfQUtWuNg-xjzxTnSoG/s1600-h/The+Tetons.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383960903665833218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9JGNazGh2DIbSiBaftIloqNjusikbbMR4EY7L05gpgJTAN9R_JlrCUZB1OEfnK795OyRmXmfOKiaU-uH9hpgsLuhp2jhf91V0aY3vyMPYrcfIRq5CxfQUtWuNg-xjzxTnSoG/s320/The+Tetons.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2fxoyzlXpyMnW5mJhO-dIWR63w2OSBmQfx-v-Wf8PXQbuX-_ZbvYflju7Fyf7XEbkXk2qI-3oklt-w-XZ6NqjNUP5frhcCtatPslaTS_X9RkCcXXeGSD5F6eD_WMpnDTXraw/s1600-h/Snow+Topped+Tetons.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383961246130894594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2fxoyzlXpyMnW5mJhO-dIWR63w2OSBmQfx-v-Wf8PXQbuX-_ZbvYflju7Fyf7XEbkXk2qI-3oklt-w-XZ6NqjNUP5frhcCtatPslaTS_X9RkCcXXeGSD5F6eD_WMpnDTXraw/s320/Snow+Topped+Tetons.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqe0ptRnJjllcDoaI2lUu-1P8Ti3H3ahldsOvjvUA9uPyLCLMewmI5ic-5F5ATN1haJDEBCN4ytt6KAsT3WwdcdnHXEmFRV-oZx1lHBqj5Q1wqHVzDArysiOiyAedZmxyHdY4/s1600-h/Tetons+too.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383962596021261266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqe0ptRnJjllcDoaI2lUu-1P8Ti3H3ahldsOvjvUA9uPyLCLMewmI5ic-5F5ATN1haJDEBCN4ytt6KAsT3WwdcdnHXEmFRV-oZx1lHBqj5Q1wqHVzDArysiOiyAedZmxyHdY4/s320/Tetons+too.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />the last night we stayed in this very quaint little cabin... which WHEN I take the kids is where we will stay for the duration because it was absolutely charming...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCxEHk_kfLunyaX4SzrvGtKWP7WI9VhwWpFEURG0amJU0svSQHri-EbzOKirkTNX-TtNfc4528-6QeQBopfbZnDKwmcFdmfkBJyr8Irwun54ya7aLUuMIuqzgtvrv1dbZOlgBW/s1600-h/our+cabin.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383963067024062098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCxEHk_kfLunyaX4SzrvGtKWP7WI9VhwWpFEURG0amJU0svSQHri-EbzOKirkTNX-TtNfc4528-6QeQBopfbZnDKwmcFdmfkBJyr8Irwun54ya7aLUuMIuqzgtvrv1dbZOlgBW/s320/our+cabin.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>and WHEN I take my children... we WILL do this because it was THE. MOST. FUN. EVER.</p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMxJfCVbxYfPqkLyqT2Piy52Fyc5QFik8Co4QKnURBBOQlKlg4mlCx_Nd5aHYfjwVF9_7x-6dPd9sylHCLvoUxa4E9bVmT1Pc1EY0iAu9igZOPSs3FmSVgHkI4Uf11ox0VcuQ0/s1600-h/whitewater+rafting.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383963786511635474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMxJfCVbxYfPqkLyqT2Piy52Fyc5QFik8Co4QKnURBBOQlKlg4mlCx_Nd5aHYfjwVF9_7x-6dPd9sylHCLvoUxa4E9bVmT1Pc1EY0iAu9igZOPSs3FmSVgHkI4Uf11ox0VcuQ0/s320/whitewater+rafting.JPG" /></a><br /><p></p><br /><p>There were Brauns... lots of Brauns... walking around like they are just regular people... holding the door open and talking to me like they could see me or something... apparently they didn't get the memo. </p><p>It was cold but I didn't mind it... there was hail... it makes us giggle thinking about it... did I mention that it was gorgeous I'm pretty sure we drove straight through God's heart between Challis and Salmon!</p><p>My most favorite memory of my vacation... friday night... walking into the hotel room and the face of Deidre smiling big as day because I made it back to the room just as the Creed Concert was about to play on vh1... Perfect!<br /></p>Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16078922767241067041noreply@blogger.com3