Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Styrofoam or not?



Watching smut T.V. last night (E.T. or Extra something like that) the story of Kid Rock and Pamela Anderson came on (she being clad in a string bikini).

Khrystyne: *gasps* Her boobs are huge!

Me: Duh!!! Their implants.

Khrystyne: They have a new implant now, it’s Styrofoam!!

Me: What?

Khrystyne: They have a new thing to do implants now, it’s Styrofoam!!

Me: Styrofoam?? Are you sure? What are they going to put two big Styrofoam balls into a woman’s chest?

Khrystyne: UGH!! No they have a way to put it in you as a liquid form.

Me: Are you sure? If it were to rupture something like Styrofoam would kill you once it’s in your blood stream.

Khrystyne: Yes, I’m sure, Katie’s friend had a boob job and that is what they used.

(Me laughing hysterically)

Rick: (coming down the stairs) What are you talking about?

(Me recounting the whole conversation; Rick laughing hysterically, Khrystyne headed for the stairs because she is done with this conversation.)

Me: Khrystyne, are you sure you don’t mean silicone?

Khrystyne: (red in the face) Oh yeah! That’s it… (running upstairs)

HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER FOR 10 MINUTES!!!!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Caught Red Handed




We put up our Christmas tree over the weekend, and last night we found the kids doing this… Ricky was hiding Breanna’s presents inside of the tree; he kept telling her to close her eyes. (How cute!)

Not a whole lot has been going on here, just getting Christmas cards together, and getting some things set up for the holiday season. Our boss asked us today if we minded if he put up a Nativity scene in his office (not wanting to offend anyone), so of course we didn’t care so he’ll be putting it up tomorrow.

I LOVE the Christmas season!!!

Friday, November 24, 2006

Things that I'm thankful for...

Ricky & his Uncle Charlie
Ricky & cousins hiding.
Granny and some of the food!!!
I didn’t have access to a computer yesterday but I wanted to list some of the things for which I a thankful for.

I’m thankful that God has allowed me to be here one more year. I’m thankful that so many prayers were heard last year, and I have been allowed to get one more year older, and was able to spend one more year with my family. I am thankful that I was fortunate enough to be by Judy’s side when she lost her battle with cancer, and that I was by my husbands’ side when he lost his mother. I am so thankful that I have four beautiful children who I fought so hard to be here for, and that every day since my diagnoses they have had the opportunity to have their mother in their lives, and they were spared the heartbreak of losing their mother at such a young age. I’m thankful for a husband who adores me, and would do absolutely anything in this world for me.
I’m thankful for my family, even though they sometimes drive me nuts; I know that they would always be there for me no matter what. I’m thankful for my friends especially Ange, and I am so thankful to God that I was able to be there the night Shelby was born. I’m thankful for the everyday things, that my husband and I both have jobs, that we have a nice house, food on the table, clothes on our backs, and Love in our hearts.

I’m also thankful for the strangers that came out of the woodwork last year, people that we did not even know would drop dinners off for Rick and the kids while I was in the hospital, they offered to help with the kids if we ever needed them too. They brought us groceries, and strangers even bought our kids Christmas last year. I just hope that someday we will be able to give back what was so freely given to us.

Most importantly (and trust me I know this is weird), but I am so thankful for people who donate their blood. I lost count of all of the blood transfusions that I had last year, but at last count I was at 60 blood transfusions. I can honestly say after that experience I am truly sorry that I had never done my civic duty and donated blood. It could have benefited so many people, and now that I know how important it is I’m no longer able to donate, because I’ve had cancer of the blood I’ll never be allowed to donate blood. Last month my husband’s work had a blood drive and he thought back to me having all of those transfusions, so he stood in line to donate, only to be told that he could not (because he lived in Germany in the Army during the years of the mad cow disease so he was not allowed to give blood) he was so disappointed. So I’m asking anyone who reads this blog to become a regular blood donor it is so important. And for everyone who already gives their time, and blood; from a mother of four, and a cancer survivor, THANK YOU.

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Well we made it through our first Thanksgiving since Judy had passed. It was a little rough at times, Rick was very shaken (and cried) a few times, but he did really well. We went to Granny’s house first the menu was as follows:

Turkey
Ham
Mashed Potato’s
Stuffing
Gravy
Green Beans (canned from the garden YUM!)
Corn (the same as Green Beans)
Cole Slaw (Homemade)
Deviled Eggs
Cranberry Sauce
Baked Beans
Potato Salad
Chicken & Dumplings
Rolls with butter
8-9 pies
3-4 cakes
Fudge (peanut butter & chocolate)
Homemade Candies

We will just say here and now there was no room left in our stomachs after we left her house.

Little Ricky got to hang out with his cousins, and his Uncle Charlie (he loves that guy). He really likes hanging out with his cousins because he is the only boy at our house, and he is not yet in school, so he had a blast. The girls all had fun yesterday, except for Khrystyne she was pretty sick all day, I gave her some Nyquil and sent her to bed when we finally went home, but I checked on her at midnight and she was burning up with fever so I gave her some medicine and took her temperature it was 101, not too bad but still enough to make you feel like shit. She was better this morning.

After we left Granny’s we went to my step-dad’s family dinner, they were just starting to eat when we got there and they kept saying get yourself something to eat!! We were already stuffed, so we stayed outside for a while shooting B-ball. Then we were talked into getting some food. Let’s just say no one can cook like Granny, and we’ll leave it at that.

I had made Jim (Judy’s boyfriend) a plate when we were at Granny’s so we took that down to him, he was really happy to see the kids. He really misses Judy… He started talking about how much he really missed her, and Rick had to walk out he had started crying again. But that is to be expected. It is going to take awhile.

On the way home we stopped and rented some movies, not really thinking that Gray’s Anatomy was on last night… and you know I can’t miss that. Oh well at least we’ll have some movies to watch this weekend.

I had to work today, it’s the first day after Thanksgiving that I’ve had to work in five years, it is soooo boring, and it made me miss out on Black Friday. Last year I missed it because I was in the hospital being treated for Leukemia, but the year before that we hit a huge sale at Target, and got almost two carts FULL of stuff for $300.00. Which believe it or not that’s a really good deal.

I hope all of you had a nice Thanksgiving, and I hope that you took a few minutes out of your day to think about what it is that you have to be thankful for.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

A Different Christmas Poem


The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts...
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "It’s really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night. It's my duty
to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times."

"No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers.
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures; he's sure got her smile."

Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother...
Who stand at the front against any and all.
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."

"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

Monday, November 20, 2006

Weekend Update

Breanna & Shelby (& Ricky)
My Buddy (Courtney & Angel)
Shelby

Well there was never a dull moment this weekend. Khrystyne had a friend stay the night (what was supposed to be Friday night, but ended up being all weekend). Courtney’s friend Angel was supposed to stay on Friday, but a show was on that she wanted to watch so I ended up taking Courtney out to her house, so Ange brought them back to my house on Saturday, and picked Angel up on Sunday. So my house was kid central all weekend long. Oh also on Saturday night Khrystyne and Amanda wanted to go all the way out to Greenwood to the Asylum House (haunted house) to play shadow tag. To say the least I did not want to drive them all the way out there at 8pm and go back up to pick them up at 11pm. We worked it out to where I dropped them off at a friend’s house that was also going, and then when they got back I picked them up from their friend’s house.

My boss at work handed out Turkey’s to everyone last Friday, and I was planning to cook it up on Sunday. Because we are making all of the rounds on Thanksgiving Day, so I won’t need to cook. Rick had a turkey dinner at work on Thursday, and Friday so he said, “No, don’t make that, I’m going to be sick of turkey by next Thursday.” So I wasn’t going to make it, I was just going to fix it next weekend. Then Sunday about 10:00 he says, “Aren’t you going to start that Turkey?” UGGH!! I told him that he said not to make it, but of course now he wanted it. So I had to hurry up and thaw out the turkey the rest of the way, and get dinner started. I gained four pounds yesterday, but it was sooo good. I have to hurry up and lose that weight before this Thursday so I can gain it back again. The fat woman’s diet, you’ve got to love it.

I get to leave work at 1 today, Yeah!! Maybe we’ll try to get in some Christmas shopping.

My mother called me yesterday to let me in on her Christmas plans this year. We have to be at her house by 1pm on Christmas Eve, she has invited My family (6 people), my sister and her family (6 people), my aunt Bonnie and her family (3 people), my aunt Jenise, my cousin Ashley and her kids (3 maybe 4 people depending on if she has her baby by then), my aunt Robin and her son, and my mom and her husband. So in total 23-24 people will be at my mothers house, now I’m here to tell you this house she just moved into is so small that it might be 950-1000 sq ft total so it is very small to say the least and defiantly not big enough for that many people. So I may have to call off or something because I hate being that crowded.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Children, How we love thee.

Angel & Shelby
Two Crazy girls... Angel & Courtney

The other night I was on my way to the kitchen and Rick said, “When you come back bring the Tums with you.” Well I was going to be awhile (laundry etc…) so I pulled the Tums out of the cabinet and chucked them over the half wall at him. Well I had just changed my centerpiece on the coffee table and I had a very tall candle so the bottle of Tums bounced off of the candle smacked into the wall popped off the lid and sent Tums flying everywhere. (OOOPS!) Rick was covering his head in a shower of Tums. In between hysterical laughter I went back into the living room to help pick up hundreds of pieces of Tums, Rick says, “I think some Tums went up my ass.” To which I replied, “Those are the ones you’ll be eating, don’t put them back in the bottle.” (BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!)

I went to Ange’s house last night for a Mary Kay party, not a lot of people showed up but I really had a good time. Courtney came with me, because I had to leave work early to take her to the doctor’s which is another story, but Ange has a daughter just a little younger than Courtney so they entertained each other. Her little baby is sooo cute. I’m still just so excited for her.

On my way home last night I called Rick to let him know that I was coming home, and he said that Ricky was laying on the couch waiting for me. I said his bed time is 8 o’clock why don’t you just put him to bed. To which Rick replied he wants to see you, and he started crying “With Real Tears and Everything!” To which I replied, “As opposed to fake tears, you know he’s got your number buddy.” He said yeah I know I’m a sucker. So anyways when I got home Rick said that Ricky was sleeping on the couch when I walked into the living room like he sensed me or something he rolled over; looked straight at me, and said mommy will you go lay down with me. So I took him upstairs and laid down with him and by then he was wide awake and wanted to tell me about his whole day, so almost and hour later I got to go back downstairs.

Courtney stayed home from school yesterday; she was pale and had not been feeling well all this week. So I sent her to my mothers. Well my mom called me at work and said that Courtney had told her that her head has been hurting all week; she has been really tired, and very thirsty. My mother is a diabetic so she immediately took out her kit to test Courtney’s blood sugar, which read 309… So I hung up from her and called Courtney’s doctor and made her an appointment. I had to go talk to my boss to let him know that I needed to leave, this right after a meeting on attendance, but of course he understood and I left to go take her to the doctors, Dr Smith asked her a few questions, some more family history questions, he looked her over, and then he sent us to Saint Francis Hospital to have some blood work done. So we should know this afternoon if my 13 year old daughter had diabetes. UGGH!
Update:
I just got a call from Dr Smith's office, and she is not diabetic... Thank God.

Khrystyne was is some serious hot water on Wednesday night when me & my husband came home from work, to find some teenage girls in the house that we didn’t know were there. I had Rick take the girls home; Courtney took the babies upstairs to watch cars in my bedroom, and then me and Khrystyne had it out right then and there. Let’s just say that from now on when my mother comes over to pick up Breanna after school; that she will also be picking up two teenage girls as well.

Breanna finished up her prednisone yesterday, but it didn’t do anything for her asthma at all. If anything she is raspier than last week. I’ll have to take her back to the doctors on Monday. That and she now has yet another loose tooth. This time it is one on the top; by the time Christmas gets here she will have lost all four front teeth. Christmas pictures this year will be put away for blackmail in the future.

I have found an extreme amount of joy in embarrassing my older two children any time the opportunity presents itself. When Khrystyne first started wearing bras we walked into the department store and I said in a very loud voice, Khrys we need to look at bras while we’re here. She immediately took off running down the aisle trying to put as much distance between herself and me that she possibly could. So of course I had to repeat myself even louder than before, I had never in my life seen someone turn three shades of red, but man how funny. Since then I have found an extreme amount of joy at attempting to get even with them for all of the times they have ever thrown fits in the middle of the store, said embarrassing things in front of people, or just simply ever crossed me.

For example: (this really wasn’t her fault, but then again it was) One year on Easter Sunday we had of course made all of the rounds with our families, and the kids all day long ate, & ate, & ate, regular food as well as candy, and hard boiled eggs. (First off who was the person who said, “Let’s have a holiday were we feed our kids chocolate and eggs all day long?”) I had told Khrystyne to stop eating candy way early in the day but every time I would walk out side or into another room she would be eating. After we left Rick’s grandmothers house we decided to go to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things. In the main isle where the butter, cheese and meat were at Khrystyne says, “I think I’m going to be sick!” no sooner than she said that; she threw up everywhere. Rick was standing there completely grossed out, and I did what any mother would do… I walked away as fast as my legs could carry me, yelling over my shoulder, “I’m going to go find someone to clean that up.” Rick was standing behind me yelling, “UH UUH, get back here!” but by then I was out of sight. That girl had thrown up practically whole eggs, (I swear she never chews up her food) it was sooo gross. By the time I got back someone was already sectioning off the area to be cleaned, and I took Khrystyne to the bathroom to clean up her shoes, we ended up throwing her pantyhose away in the bathroom. But how embarrassing is that? Like I said I have a lot of catching up to do.

Anyways I hope you’ve enjoyed some of my memories today, have a good weekend.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Plans for the holiday season

Breanna with her baby
Courtney & Rick
Ricky learning how to drive

Not a whole lot has been going on lately, just getting ready for Thanksgiving next week. After everything that had happened with Rick’s family we were sure that we would not be going to his families house for Thanksgiving, so I made plans to go to my family’s for Thanksgiving, now we have two places lined up for next Thursday. At least we won’t have time to get bored, we’ll go to his grandmothers at 1pm, and we’ll be at my mothers’ family by 3pm, and then hopefully we can be home by 5pm.

For Christmas this year we are just going to keep it simple. Mothers on Christmas Eve (as usual) and we are just staying home on Christmas day. Rick’s sister and family will probably come over. We used to have quite a few of Rick’s family members over for Christmas, but not this year. It’s going to be rough on Rick and Shannon being the first Christmas since their mother has passed. So like I said, we are just going to keep it simple.

My friend is having a Mary Kay party tomorrow night, so I’ll get a partial night off from Rick and the kids. Every once in a while it’s good to take a minute or two for yourself.

They are going to start cracking down on sick days at work, so I guess unless I’m half dead I’ll need to make sure my butt is here. They’ve been pretty understanding about my cancer and the pain that came from chemo, but one person had to go and ruin it for everyone else. Ah well it was good while it lasted.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Weekend update

Khrystyne learning how to pump gas
Ange & Shelby
Ricky at Chuck E Cheese

Well, I survived the party, but man was I ever ready to leave. Rick showed up and because they weren't serving any food he was ready to leave right away.



We took the kids to Chuck E Cheese this weekend, and they all had a good time (even the older two). I took some cute pictures while we were there.



I visited Ange and Shelby she is already getting so big.



Well I'll post more tomorrow, I'm not really in the mood to write at the moment.



Later

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Family UGGH!!!

William 2yrs old


I'm currently at my mothers house, my sister is having a birthday party for her two year old son. Can I please say that my sister has never been on time for anything in her life? I have been here for one hour and she is just now starting with GAMES!! She invited some people from her church which she failed to mention (to me and my mother), she had asked mom if she could have the party at her house I'm sure so that she didn't have to clean her own. The people that she invited all have one or more children under the age of two, and they are crying... I am so ready to blow this place. The are in there playing pin the tail on the donkey with kids that can barley walk, they tried putting a blindfold on one of the kids and they started wailing.

Well I'd better get back to the activities, I'll post an update on Monday...

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Just one night, Please... SLEEP

Ricky with a milk mustache


12:31 am 12:31 am 12:31 am 12:31 am 12:31 am 12:31 am

"Mommy"

(I opened my eyes under a sleepy haze; I look up to see sad puppy dog eyes)

"Do you want me to lie down with you in your bed?"

"YEP!" (Spinning around on one heel and running towards his room)

*Moan* try to walk, lose footing, stumble into wall, bounce off of door. *Moan* Get into bed with my son… 2.2 seconds later he is sound asleep (no joke). Wait 15 minutes to make sure, arm throbbing, head hurting, go back to bed 12:48 am…1:02…1:20… 2:10… 3:07… 4:45… NEVER GOING BACK TO SLEEP… 5:11 a.m. alarm going off, time to wake up the kids. Wanting to change my mind about making him sleep in his own room, but I’m soooo close I can’t give up now.

Getting ready to leave for work this morning, I called mother, “Did you say that Breanna and Ricky can stay the night?” (I know she said next week, but decided to try my luck) “MMMM, well, yeah go ahead; they can stay tonight.”

Running to bedroom to pack two small suitcases before I leave for work; I was brought up where you don’t have to tell me twice!!

I will sleep tonight.
*SMILES* *SMILES*

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Road to Freedom


Ricky & Breanna
BLAAA!

I’ve been coming down with something again. Who knows what, but it is starting to kick my butt. I’ve noticed since chemo treatments that whenever I start to get sick I’m treated to a preview several days in advance, and then wham I can hardly hold my head up. Hopefully it won’t stick around for long this time.

We have been trying to talk little Ricky into sleeping in his own bed, up until this week it was hit or miss. If he was asleep when we went up for bed, we would deposit him onto his bed on our way to bed, but if he was awake NO CAN DO! I finally came to my limit with the way this was going, so I’ve started making him go to bed when Breanna goes to bed, most of the time we have to read him a book and stay with him until he falls asleep. Which I won’t mind doing for a week or so until he gets comfortable going to bed on his own. But man does it ever feel good to have a bed to ourselves now. Ricky is 4 ½ years old so he is not small by any means, and he likes to lay sideways so either his head or his feet were always in my back.

Last night I went to pick Khrystyne up from one of her friend’s house, and I told Rick when I left to put Breanna and Ricky to bed while I was gone. When I got home he was just coming downstairs and the older two went on up to bed. Rick and I were sitting in the living room (peace and quit for once) and he looked over at me pouting and said, “I miss Ricky, this is our time with him when everyone else is asleep!” to which I responded, “Too bad, you’ll get over it.” And went back to watching T.V.

Ricky is our youngest, and our most spoiled. I had Khrystyne and Courtney sleeping in their own beds at six weeks old, through the night. Breanna was a couple of years old when we moved her bed into her own room (due to a very scary staircase, but at least she was sleeping in her own bed). Ricky still gets up in the middle of the night, at almost five years old; he is seriously wearing me out. When he goes to bed on his own he usually sleeps through the night, so I would think that Rick would welcome this, since he is always complaining about Ricky sleeping in between us.

Ricky came into my room around 3:30 this morning, and woke me up. I just assumed that he was getting in bed with us so I just went back to sleep. A few minutes later he woke me up again, and said, “Mommy I want you to come to my bed.” So I went to his room and laid down with him, he was sound asleep in five minutes. So I got back up and went to bed and he didn’t wake up again. This was definitely a first, because he has never asked for that before. (Yeah!)

I’m on my way to freedom… Now if I could just get rid of that thing in my bed that snores and farts all night long… Ah well, baby steps, baby steps.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Lazy Saturday


Courtney and Ricky (How cute)


This past weekend was pretty non-eventful. I spent the whole day Saturday in bed, the older two girls kept an eye on the younger two until their dad came home, I was with them off and on for most of the morning, but as soon as he came home it was right back to bed. Where I was followed by Rick, Courtney, Khrystyne, Breanna, and Ricky, so we decided to put in a movie; Rick and the younger two were asleep before 8pm. (I was still wiped out from last Saturday, so I took the day off) I even ordered pizza for dinner, and I don’t feel guilty about it one bit.

By Sunday morning though my body hurt from being so lazy, so I got up at 6am did the grocery shopping, came home started putting the groceries away when I was informed by one of my daughters that we were out of trash bags, and my 4 year old son just knew that I was going to bring him something home from the store, and was looking in every bag that I brought in finally asked me with sad puppy dog eyes, “Mommy, What did you get me?” I answered, “Bananas” and the pout was on. He said, “I thought you were going to get me carrots and the bean.” (That is how he pronounces Pirates of the Caribbean.) So while they finished putting away the groceries I ran down to CVS to get some trash bags and found a Pirates of the Caribbean play set, and a little white kitten with big eyes for Breanna, the older two are too old for toys so I just got them some gum. Oh the rewards of getting older…

I remember when I graduated from High School, (don’t judge) but I was six months pregnant with Khrystyne, and I was so excited to be done with school. My mother brought gifts to me from both of my grandmothers, my dad’s mother sent me a maternity dress, shorts, and shirts, and my mom’s mother sent me a set of medical books for quick reference (that I still use) for my graduation gifts. To say the least I was very disappointed, I even mentioned it to my grandmother on my mom’s side to which I was informed, “You are going to be a mother, it’s not about you anymore, it’s all about that baby so deal with it.” Thanks for the advice grandma, you were very right, but dinner would that have been too much to ask for? I was eating for two you know.

No, I’m just kidding my grandmother passed away two years after Khrystyne was born, and just one month before Courtney was born, her death has been the hardest for me to deal with to date, she wasn’t even sick, she went to the hospital with a stomach ache, and she had multiple heart failures on her way down for a routine test. She never came out of that hospital alive. I even found myself at her door more than a year later, wanting to share some exciting news, and on my way up to her door I was wondering, “When did grandma change her curtains?” and then it hit me all over again that she was gone. I found myself in a similar place a couple of weeks back, the phone started ringing and I almost yelled out to my husband, “It’s your mother.” Because she’d call us all of the time, it was something we’d always say when the phone rang. Thankfully I caught myself.

I got a phone call from Granny last Friday; she wanted to know if we were coming to her house for Thanksgiving. I told her that I wasn’t sure what we were doing yet, because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings. But she kept going on and on, so finally I was up front with her and told her that we probably would not be there because of Barb; that Rick would not be able to be in the same room with that woman. To which Granny replied, “Oh, no Barb is not going to be here she is having dinner for her own family at her house.” So I told her that I would talk to Rick and get back with her. I called Rick, and he was hesitant to say the least (Granny hurt him too) but he said we could go, and hopefully they will be able to put some of this behind them. I called her back and she sounded very excited she went on and on about who was coming in. I hope he finds it in his heart to forgive her, I know that he would never forgive himself if something was to happen to her before they could make peace over what happened after his mother passed away.

Anyways I kind of got off track, when I got back from CVS I made breakfast, did 8 loads of laundry, took the Halloween decorations back over to my bosses house came home made dinner, was informed by Khrystyne that they were out of toothpaste (UGGHH, I went to the store twice people), then we watched Desperate Housewives, and Brothers and Sisters. So I guess I made up for some of my laziness on Saturday, but it was nice to finally allow myself a break.

Friday, November 03, 2006

I would never make it as the tooth fairy…

She would make a much better Tooth Fairy...


I Love Beta Blogger!!! I was a little nervous about changing over at first, but wow what a difference… Actually I wasn’t even thinking about changing over but I was having some problems getting the Halloween pictures to upload, so I thought what the heck, and it could not have been more simpler.

I would never make it as the tooth fairy… Yesterday my daughter lost her second tooth at school, and on the way home she really lost it on the bus. My mother called me at work and said that Breanna was crying and upset because she thought she wouldn’t get her money. So I told my mom to have her write the tooth fairy a letter and we would put that under her pillow, it was the cutest letter ever, and she even gave the tooth fairy the bus number that she lost it on… Well I just got off of the phone with my mother, and she said that apparently the tooth fairy forgot our house last night!!! OOOPS!! I can’t even begin to tell you how bad I feel right now. So we made up a story, and I called the house and told the girls to get her letter and put two dollars under her pillow, we are going to tell her that sometimes the tooth fairy runs late if a lot of children loose their teeth on the same day… She is my third child people the new has already worn off of this tooth fairy thing with me. No, not really I just fell asleep on the couch last night watching T.V. and I totally forgot about it. I’m blaming it on Chemo brain.

Well I’m at work by myself today Shirley is on vacation, so I’d better get back to work. Have a great weekend.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Amber Alert: Cancelled...


The past couple of days we’ve had an Amber Alert in our state for 16 year old Stephanie Wagner, today sadly she was found in a cornfield just six miles from her home. They have already made an arrest in her case 51 year old Danny Rouse who just this year had been paroled for “MURDER”. Stephanie went missing after work on Halloween night, and almost immediately they focused on this individual. He worked at the same restaurant that Stephanie worked at, and had worked there for all of two whole weeks. Danny in his infinite wisdom showed up for work on Wednesday where he was taken into custody.

Now over the past two days we were told that she was missing, and they gave a name and description of the person they believed to be involved and that she was in grave danger. The thing that they did not tell us was that on October 29, 1979 he murdered a child and left his mother for dead, after she rejected his advances he told her that he would leave if she would give him another beer, on her way to the kitchen he came up behind her and stabbed her multiple times until she pretended to be dead and fell limp to the floor at which time he went into her 5 year old son’s bedroom and cut his throat. He was sentenced to 3 life sentences. But for some reason the Kansas Parole Board decided this year that he had served his time and he was released on parole, and somehow he managed to make his was to the state of Indiana. Gene Isaacs, Cass County Sheriff stated, “We had no idea he was in our community… We had no idea in our county that he was in the area; I don’t even think we knew this person existed.” So almost 27 years to the day he murdered yet another child. She was the same age as my oldest child…

One: Was this man not on parole?

Two: Can they not keep better tabs on a convicted child murder?

Three: Where are our rights? The rights of the innocent law abiding citizens who are raising our families, and trying to be productive citizens.

Here is a post from the father of the little boy (who’s name is Jason by the way), it is a copy of a letter that he sent to the parole board on many occasions. http://grandnarratives.blogspot.com/2006/04/system-failure.html This monster was up for parole every three years. Leaving this poor family to live through their nightmare over and over again. They were even sent a letter from the district attorney stating, "Inmate Rouse is currently housed at the Lansing Penitentiary. It is my understanding that while his parole elegibility date is October, 1997 [and every three years thereafter], it is not likely that with three life sentences that he will be released." Could you even imagine Jason's family getting the letter notifying them that Danny Rouse had been paroled? (Because you know the Kansas parole board did not tell them in person) I would hate to be the parole boards’ conscience right about now. You know that they will look at criminals in a completely different light from here on out, and if they don’t shame on them.

In a heart wrenching post by Jason’s father, he goes back and shares some memories of his deceased son. http://grandnarratives.blogspot.com/2006/03/blood-of-children.html
Could you even imagine the heartbreak this family is feeling all over again? The anger that Stephanie Faye Wagner’s family must be feeling right now? All I can say is I am glad that I live in a state where the death penalty is still allowed. People like this should definitely never; never be allowed to see the light of day again. EVER.

Rest in Peace Stephanie. We will all be praying for your family during this difficult time…