A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
I’m home from church researching chicken pox. Go to Owen’s blog if you would like to know why.
I’ve been through more medical education in the past 9 months than ever before. Owen is healthy, but has gone through a lot in that time. I am glad not…
I’m not good at Organization. I want to be better, but when I try, I overcomplicate things. Is that a word? Overcomplicate? Should it be two words? Even if it isn’t…you know what I’m saying.
Maybe it’s not so much that I’m bad at organizati…
This morning both boys were up for a little Veggie Tales so I set them up Theater style. Ivan is now screaming so I guess he’s not as interested in it as Owen…hmmm…who would have guessed that? I’ll go get him.
I’m back…did you miss me?…
My Amaryllis was in bloom as of yesterday afternoon. One bud is yet unopened so there is more to come. I asked Kris to get a shot of it for me and he took over 100 pictures. I wish I could show you all of them…he did a good job don’t you think? I’l…
I’ve had a busy week. A good busy week. Nothing much to write about but I felt I should catch up a little on my blogging.
I’m almost caught up on laundry and the kitchen is clean except for the floor. I mended my dad’s shirt and need to mail it t…
A day by day account of our little escape to the North.
Sunday: A good trip with a rainy and exhausting beginning but a finish for the record books. We slept that night at Mark and Keri Kornelsen’s house and woke to fresh blueberry muffins and suns…
Years ago there was a song/slogan for Michigan with this little lyric…”Yes Michigan, the feeling’s forever.” So cheesy! But it still rings in my head each time I cross the border, and the sign still says…say YES to Michigan.
So…Yes, we are i…
Well, my crooked back is straightening slowly but surely. I did not host the sewing party last night and I think it was for the best. Amy and Tisra were the only ones planning to come and Amy called to gracefully let me know that I was not obligated to…
Ouch. Tuesday, my back was strained. I can always tell when it’s going to happen I get little foreshadowing pains and if I pay attention to those pains I can stop the major quake from happening…but I didn’t pay attention. I don’t like to admit that…
At this point I have cleaned up five puddles in the carpet, two poopies in underwear and endured long hours of sitting on the cold bathroom floor reading stories, singing songs and explaining over and over why we are doing this. It is quite possibly the…