Thursday, October 14, 2010
Spooktakular!
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Where Did September Go!
Monday, September 20, 2010
SURPRISE!
The only thing Brigitta wanted for her birthday was to spend an evening in a motel with her family. She got her wish! All week long she has been trying to find out what her "special surprise " is, but we kept it a complete secret. Everyday however she was allowed to guess. Here are her guesses:
- Are you are taking me to see Aunt Natasha?
- Are you are taking me to Disneyland
- Do I get to spend the night in a motel? (We answered no, because technically it is a resort)
- Are you getting me a boy for my birthday?
After that last one we put an end to her asking. Only a seven year old with older brothers and sisters who are married and having children would ask for a boy on her birthday. Someday I will have to share with you her latest artwork. As I moved my sofas for cleaning this week I found the initials B loves C written in a pink heart ON MY WALL. Apparently she loves an adorable boy named Collin.
We were able to pack in secret and then we blindfolded her for the trip. We had so much fun just watching how excited she was.
Our home away from home.
The first thing she did was check out her bed.
On our way over we stopped off at Claim Jumpers
to pick up "The Mother Lode".
I can't believe my baby is seven.
Our view from our balcony.
Breakfast on the balcony.
There was even a playground.
The bike was Brigitta's favorite.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Happy Birthday!
Just for fun we looked up the meaning of our names today . Brigitta's means: Exalted one, or One who is strong. If anyone knows this little girl, she fits her name perfectly.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Too Precious Not to Post
I have been going through some trying times lately due to some health issues that have evolved since my last surgery. I have good days and bad days. Today was a particularly difficult day. I can't pinpoint what set things off except that when you are in constant pain normal everyday situations can be difficult to cope with.
My sweet six year old noticed that I was struggling today. While working on her homework she stopped and walked across the room. She gently put her arms around me and said, "It's okay. Sometimes Mom's just have bad days. I love you!" That was exactly what I needed to hear at that moment, that someone loved me and that it was okay to have a bad day.
I squeezed her tight and whispered, "Thank you. I love you too!" Suddenly the cloud lifted and I began to smile again.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
An Anniversary to Remember

Today is our 30th year Anniversary! My life is rich beyond measure because of the man I choose to marry. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful loving, caring, patient husband at my side. He is everything to me!
We had such great plans to celebrate this special day. Yesterday afternoon we took off without the children to spend the day together. We walked, talked, shopped, dined and then spent the evening in a motel. We had not been at the motel very long when all of a sudden we both became extremely ill. Would you believe it, food poisoning? We spent the entire evening in agony. After being up all night in the bathroom we both decided we would be more comfortable in our own bed at home. We packed up, went down to the dining room to get our breakfast and then took it to our children at home so that they could enjoy it.
Mar-Kay being the wonderful husband that he is took the children to church and let me stay home in misery. He came home later and crashed.
Happy Anniversary Mar-Kay
Saturday, August 7, 2010
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BABY SISTER
Natasha was the most adorable baby imaginable. Being the oldest daughter I was put in charge of her. She slept in my room and I watched over her and even got up with her in the middle of the night. As she grew she had the cutest ringlets and a round chubby face. She reminded most people who saw her of Shirley Temple. I loved how she would follow me and want to do what I did, even if that meant getting into my make-up and other things. (Oh the stories I could tell) I enjoyed taking her with me as we grew older and she would often join my friends and I. She was that lovable. It was a sad day when I left for college. I missed her terribly. As the years have gone by we have each been busy with our own families, but to me Natasha will always be my baby sister. How grateful I am that we can be together forever.
I wish Natasha lived closer so that we could spend more time together. Not only is she my sister but I count her as one of my dearest friends.