January 28, 2009
Well, if you live anywhere in North Texas then you could not avoid the constant discussion and threat of “ICE STORM ‘09.” I love how every time there is a storm of any import the media gives it a title and (if it’s a really big deal) it’s own theme song. School was cancelled yesterday and really…there wasn’t a reason. The threat of the storm was so hyped that I can only guess that the school district thought to play safe and cancel school. I can’t blame them, if you watched the news it was touted as the storm of the century… almost. And this storm really was a killer further north than us, just around here…not so much. Then the storm finally did hit last night and school had to be cancelled again today. I was glad…honestly. I like having my kids at home with me. It can be loud and chaotic, but I really do like it. I feel like the older they get the less time they get to spend together forging their relationships with each other. They learn to appreciate each other and they have been playing so nicely together the last two days. Mental note…set aside more time for them to be together…
Here is what the great ice storm produced at our house:
And here is the result of being home from school, cold and with a Mom who won’t make a fire…
The last two photos weren’t staged at all….:)
January 23, 2009
How do I have time to take these cute pictures of my girls while in the midst of a huge and overwhelming move you ask?? Why by living in my favorite place…Procrastination town in the state of Denial! When they are getting along there is nothing sweeter; when they are not, well…get outa the way!
Gracie had made Emma a apple juice popsicle because apple juice is Emma’s favorite drink in the world. Here they are with the finished product after church:
Finally…
I will have a moving post up soon, I promise. But, while I am on vacation in Procrastination, I will just take my pictures, read and lay in the bath, thankyouverymuch!
December 31, 2008
Has it really been SIX weeks since my last post?! Hmmmmm, not very blog friendly am I? Well, I just want to wish everyone a very happy new year. I know that our lives will be very different in 2009 and I’m hoping that’s good. No, I know that it will be good. God has directed all that has happened in our life and He only has our best interest at heart, so I am confident that while all the change may be hard…it will be for the best. I promise to post more details tomorrow, but for tonight I raise a glass (of soda 
) to all of you and bless this New Year to be happy, secure and filled with the spirit of the Lord.
November 19, 2008
Emma has had her hair cut for the first time and it only took 2 3/4 years.
I think I finally get why my Mom never let me do anything fun to my hair. According to her (and the hair dresser…her dear friend…I smell a conspiracy!) my hair was to “pretty” and “to die for” to color or straighten or cut too dramatically. Made for a way fun teenage experience, let me tell ya!
But, now I have a child that has that hair. Emma’s hair is way nicer than mine was…my hair would turn into a fro if it got too long…her hair just hangs in pretty ringlets. I admit I was afraid. Afraid that if we cut it, even a little, the curl would go away. So it was with great courage and fortitude that Chris and I headed over to the local hair shop. Emma was excited the whole way, “I get my hair cut!” She sat right down and held very still and never fussed. I tried to snap as many pictures as possible, but as you can see, she became a little annoyed with her Mama as she was a very serious big girl getting her hair cut and I was bugging her.
Oh, my fear was for not. Emma’s curls are as bouncy as ever and she can’t wait to get another hair cut.
Another passage of childhood that I wasn’t able to put off. Sigh….
October 31, 2008
Has a ring doesn’t it? I’m gonna try and start a tradition here and I admit it would help if some of you other bloggers out there would join in too. If you want to start a groovy Flash Back Friday tradition too, then just leave a comment with your blog link and we can all share in the humiliation joy of looking back through photographs. Flash back with me won’t you??
I’m sure you can all guess by the joy of my expression when this picture is taken. I mean, the pure joy teenagers’ facial expressions can be must just scream out to you what day this is! Ok, so the tree gave it away, but I’m sure my abject JOY could be felt through the Internet. Now to fully appreciate the look on my face, you must be told something about my family. I am sitting there on Christmas morning in front of no less than 50 presents. I’m not exaggerating. In fact, I may be selling the amount short. My sister and I were the object of my Mother’s Christmas insanity. At the time…let me tell ya…I quite enjoyed my Mom’s mental illness during the holidays. But, my Mom made me SWEAR not to repeat the sickness with my own children and I can appreciate that now. My kids still have it pretty good (no matter what they may say), but I have ended the insanity. I still feel the tug though…just one more….oh, they would LOVE that…what’s one more game????? But, I still can feel the underlying stress in the house from my Mom knowing she spent WAY too much and the underlying guilt my Sis and I felt when we were surrounded by all the stuff. My Mom and Dad loved us so much, but she has come to realize that she got caught up and wants us to avoid that with our own children. Gotta love it when your 37 3/4 and still learning from your Ma…:)
October 25, 2008
My sister and I back in the day. It looks like my b-day or something and we are posing in front of the dining room table with my loot behind. Sorry for the quality, this is a Polaroid and I found it in a bin of my Aunt’s stuff in the garage. Yes, after almost a year and a half, I am finally going through the stuff I inherited from my Aunt’s house last Summer. That is a whole other post….
