Sunday, February 19, 2006

God is good ALL the time....

Isn't this megan and I were heading home from our party at Raldy's apartment in Lubbock, we ran across this...
I thought it was amazing.

I know you are out there....

I know you guys are out counter proves it to me. I would like to hear from some of you that frequent my blog. Send me a hello, whats up, kiss my rear, something, but I want to know who you are and possibly where you are from So this post is dedicated to comments, I WANT LOTS OF COMMENTS when I check this on Monday. Megan, and SCH I know comment frequently, and you MM....but please everyone else send me a comment mentioning that you enjoy my blog, or my interesting feelings, or perhaps just a whats up. There have been 412 visitors to my site since the day I started it that one fateful day whatever month it was. So give me a holla...and let me know you are out there.

Good evening.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Monday, February 13, 2006

Romeo, Romeo

Wherefore art the flowers and chocolate you're supposed to send me on Valentine's Day?

Okay, so this is a cheesy line from a create-a-card. Who ever made up this one should be absolutely shot. Besides that it is Singles Awareness Day, and who needs Romeo anyway, he's dead. He was shot by cupids love potion anyway, depending upon which version of Romeo & Juliet you saw.

I am single, and I'm aware, and yes it is a day. I will be getting no flowers, no card, and probably no chocolate, but hey, I guess I'll have a good Valentine's anyway. Who needs a man, when you can buy your own flowers, chocolate, and card to make you feel good.


Friday, February 10, 2006

When the world stops spinning...

...I keep spinning. Its like the last week or so has been nothing but a daze. Too busy to recognize the little things in life. If I haven't made it known to some, I have started back to school get 9 credit hrs, and really going to school 12 hrs. Who knew? I'm taking 3 classes. Two in the morning Monday - Thursday and Monday & Wednesday evening. I'm worn out. Friday is my only real day off from school, and then I work all day. Not a bad thing, I'm just really tired from going going going all the time. I raise Brooke, go to school, and in the time I'm not at school M-F, I'm at work, doing my job. I am a mother, a friend, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, and a co-worker. I seem to have no time to be a really good mother, a great friend, a better daughter, a loving sister, a kind aunt to my beautiful niece and nephew, or a nice co-worker. I'm so busy watching the world spin, while I'm doing circles to try to keep up, but everything just seems to pass me by. Like a dog that is chasing their tail. They keep chasing and eventually give up because it seems they can never catch it.

The past week in a nut-shell. Well, lets start with last week. My sister broke her toe, when she fell down the stairs at their condo. I was a good sister and took care of her as much as I possibly could. Bringing her lunch and dinner when she needed it, coming by to check on her, hauling her around, and taking time out of my busy schedule to take her to the doctor. We watched my niece and nephew until Friday, because Celeste could not get them to school. I was a kind aunt that week, helping my parents care for them, and loving them.

One of our long time employees left us, to move on to greener pastures, and that was really stressful. Most of the guys around here have watched me grow from a little girl, to what I am today, and some of them will be around long enough to watch Brooke grow up to be at least 10. These men are like family to me, as I've known a lot of them my WHOLE life. He happened to be one of them. I thought of him coming back to work after taking my sister to the doctor, and wondered if his time here had now come a close. When I got back to the office, the harsh reality of what was expected had now come to a pass. He was indeed gone, his truck sitting there as a grim reminder, of a long "friendship" passed. Empty, it sat there screaming, where is my owner, what have you done with him, as his tag hung from the visor of the truck, it was a reminder of where he had been for so long and the job he did. I cried. I cried because I did not get to say goodbye to this man, I've known for so long. I cried, like I would at the passing of a friend or a loved one. I still cry because he is gone, not completely gone from our lives or the lives of others but from the company that I consider to be my family. I grew up in this business, and I'm sure Brooke will too, to a point.

My birthday was Saturday, and I'm the ripe old age of 22. It was a day, not like any other, just another day. Mom and I were having battles, so Brooke and I hid out most of the day, and if I wasn't in my room, unfriendly looks, gestures, and words were exchanged. I went out on my Birthday, with Megan and it was grand. We shopped, we drank, and we ate, till we could not eat anymore. At the end of the evening, when all things must come to an end. It indeed had. In one hour the day would not be mine anymore, but someone else's. I went home, crawled in bed, kissed Brooke goodnight, and wished myself a happy birthday. Until next year, to celebrate again.

Sunday, went to my sisters and there again. We shopped, and ate, until we could no longer take anymore, and there was no more room in the back of the vehicle for all the stuff we had bought. We ate, and snacked for Superbowl. I was disappointed because the Seahawks did not win, however they put up a good fight and for that I am proud. We also discovered there was something wrong with my doggie, Gina. She maybe just a dog, but she is part of our family, and has been since my nephew was born. She's a good dog, having never bitten one of the kids, and always looking after Brooke and making sure she's okay.

My dad took her to the vet on Monday, and they ran tests and discovered that her white cell count was more than THREE TIMES what it should be. She was one sick puppy alright. After running tests I'm sure that they did a few ultrasounds and what not, only to discover that she has a uterus full of puss. They took and spayed her, and weighed the uterus and it weighed in at a WHOPPING 7 POUNDS. Thats HUGE. Brooke only weighed 12 oz more than that at birth. Can you imagine? My puppy, Gina, or Nina to a little blondie, is back home. She is being pampered as she gets to come into the house to get her meds. She's not allowed in the house unless there is a snake outside or she gets sick. So I'm sure she's eating it up.

Thats my past week or two in a nutshell. Have a good one and if I don't get to it in time HAPPY VALENTINE'S TO ALL.

Sunday, February 05, 2006


It is indeed Superbowl Sunday, and I'm going to my sisters in a bit. I hope that the Seahawks win, they deserve it, having never been to the Superbowl before. I really hope that they kick some Steelers butt. Sorry, Megan's Charm Bracelet, I know you're an avid Steelers fan and you have your pre-game rituals. I happen to like to go for the underdog. Check out her site and show her some love you Steelers fans. I hope we have a good one.

Now on a sad note my puppy dog, Gina, is very sick so please keep her in your prayers.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

More coming soon!!!!!!

Sorry avid readers, I'm sure you are dissappointed that I have not posted in a while. I've been really busy as I go to school 12 hrs a week, I work the rest, and then come home and deal with Brooke. I have class M-Th 8-10:50 and M & W from 5:30-6:50, so its rather hectic. Its been an especially hectic week because my sister fell down the stairs in their house and broke a toe and part of her foot, so we've had my niece and nephew since Tuesday, and they've been spending the night. Its been very good because Brooke is kind of partial to her Lyndsey, she does however love Zachary too. It helps because it keeps all of them entertained. We don't do a very good at entertaining her because we're not as playful as the kids at the daycare, we're boring and old to her. So I apologize now for the inconvenience and will back to my regular postings once I have something to post about....WOOHOO....I hope that everyone has had a good week and a safe weekend. HAPPY SUPERBOWL SUNDAY!!!!

Leave comments and show some love, even if it has nothing to do with what I posted, let me know that you "lurkers" are out there. SHOW SOME LOVE PEOPLE, I KNOW YOU'RE NOT THAT COLD HEARTED.