Blackburn Brouhaha

Embracing Change

2010-07-17T07:55:00.006-05:00

Have you ever known someone who doesn't appreciate change? I think I go in and out of that. Or perhaps I don't like some changes but enjoy others. Who knows? I realized "change is in the air" last night when ALL THREE of my kids were gone. Austin, of course, has moved out. Paige seems to be out every night with her friends. And Trent was at a sleep-over. I realize I have a few more years with Paige (and more than a few with Trent), but the "little kid" days are over and I really don't like it. I LOVED that part of my life. How fun it is to have little ones around and I often felt it was my "purpose in life" to be their mom. And now....they jump on the first opportunity to leave this house. hahahaha.......

BUT, God is good. He never lets the fun run out! SOOOOoooooo....when I was policing Paisley the other day (poorly policing I might add), I had to laugh when I found the following situation taking place. Do you remember when your kids were little and they would do something naughty but you had to turn your head and laugh?

I've concluded that my "little kid" days are actually ALIVE AND WELL. And they don't seem to be ending anytime soon. :) So when you come to my house and you need to use the bathroom, you need to turn around and find the toilet paper on the back of the tank!

Julie and Julia

2010-07-07T06:19:00.007-05:00

Alert! Alert! Alert! ..............................

I have a new favorite movie! Have you seen Julie and Julia? If you haven't, you MUST. Be forwarned, it is a chick flick...but it is soooo good! It is light and sweet and entertaining! But one of the things I love THE MOST about this movie is the things it has inspired me to do. Rather, it has inspired me to add a few things to the ol' bucket list!

Here are a few additions:

1. I want to learn how to do a little french cooking. And I think I need to take a look at The Joy of Cooking!

2. I want to wear pearls while I cook. (humor me)

3. I want to have dinner on a roof top in the city...and I'm not talking the City of Avon.

4. I want to have a large sit-down dinner party for a group of friends........

to mention a few. PLUS, it stars Meryl Streep who is one of my most favorite actresses (and you can now add Amy Adams to that list) and the story revolves around blogging. That being said, this movie is a MUST-SEE!

So, what else is new?

Many days of rain. Okay, that's not so new but this is that type of rain that comes with a really freaky sky and then a major storm blows in and out in a matter of minutes. We received a call from my father-in-law that John and Karen's old development in Westlake got hit hard. In his words, "it looks like a war zone." We rode out to see......and he was right. Trees down everywhere. And I mean EVERYWHERE. There were trees on houses and trees on cars, trees blocking streets and trees on power lines.

I had to go outside to get a picture of the sky because it was that weird. (Not bad for the storm princess, right dad?)

When I turned around to go back into the house after taking the pictures, I got a sweet surprise!

Hope you have lots of sweet faces looking your way today!

Well, Hello Sunshine!

2010-06-23T09:10:00.005-05:00

I have been away from this blog for sooo long. I kind of miss it. So, I've decided to try again. It really is a good way for me to write down our day to day life happenings, to keep a record and well....to vent.

We lost our dog Charlie a few weeks ago. It really was such a sad time. We had him for almost 17 years. He will be missed, every day. Fortunately, we have added an ankle-biter to our household. HER name is Paisley. I capitalize the word "her," because I constantly refer to her as a boy. Old habits..... Here is our Paisley.

Paisley is now 10 weeks old and 4 1/2 lbs. She should gain 3 or 4 more lbs. Paige wanted a "purse dog" so Paisley fit the desciption. One of the best things about Paisley is that each morning she greets each family member with hugs and kisses. And trust me, sometimes it is the ONLY thing that gets you through the day while she is biting, chewing on our belongings and having accidents!

AND she even managed to crack the one person in this family who prides himself on being anything but a softee!

Welcome little Paisley!

A New Kind of Normal

2009-02-27T16:21:00.005-05:00

Well, Hello....Again! I admit, it has been way too long since I have blogged. Sometimes, real life is enough. Recreating it on a blog would just be overwhelming. In the past few months, many changes have taken place around our house. Some of them are rather significant, so it has taken up much more of my time.

To begin with, Paige is now schooling at home. She is attending OHVA (Ohio Virtual Academy) and is really happy. Finally! Trust me, we have heard ALL the negative comments about virtual schooling. Why is it that people are slow to pat you on the back and quick to condemn? Hhhmmm.... Human nature, I am guessing. Anyways, I have been pretty impressed with this system. I didn't really know much about virtual schooling at first. But now that we are participating, you can see how this is such a good thing for many students. Not only are there students with disabilities, but there are amazing athletes, young mothers and yes, disciplinary problems as well. It takes all kinds to make up the world. But the flexability has been wonderful for Paige. She is able to take her acting and voice classes, work out at the Y and is considering adding in some guitar lessons.

Onto other things.......

We had a visit from one of our most favorite presidents. Let me introduce.........George Washington.

Ha! Today, Trent's class created a wax museum of historical characters. Each child was assigned a character. As you proceed around the "museum," you were to push the button next to each character. The character would then speak, reciting interesting facts about their lives. Did you KNOW that George Washington was THAT good looking?? And might I add, its NOT easy getting a 3rd grade boy to agree to the ponytail!

Another president stopped by: Abe Lincoln (aka. Trent's friend Alex)

And....one of my personal favorites (I bet you cannot tell by the wig): Albert Einstein

I CRACKED UP at this little guy. For some reason, his true personality seemed to fit the character he was assigned. He would stick his tongue out anytime someone tried to take his picture so I snapped a quick photo while he wasn't looking!

Not to be outdone, darling Charlie has taken on some new traits of his own. Charlie is now 15 1/2 years old. Mike and I keep making comments to the kids that he isn't going to be around long. I have stepped in more "little puddles" around the house than I would care to admit. The vet thinks he could be having some kidney failure. He basically has no hearing and the eyesight is starting to go. But, when he comes into the house with a spry step, I cannot think of putting him to sleep yet. Oddly enough, he has become more "clingy" with age. Now, every morning after Mike leaves for work, he has found a new place to relax:

And the guy next to him doesn't seem to mind!

Hopefully, I will see you tomorrow - friends!

Down Memory Lane...........

2008-11-28T10:41:00.003-05:00

I received an email from my friend, Chris and few weeks back. I saved the email and today seemed to be the perfect day to blog it! WARNING: Definately for the "Over 40" crowd!

REMEMBER WHEN:

You could hardly see for all the snow? Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go. Pull a chair up to the TV set, 'Good Night, David. Good Night, Chet.'

My mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.

My mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too.

Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice-pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e.coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring)-- no beach closures then.

The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.

We all took gym, not PE, and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries, but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now...

Flunking gym was not an option, even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.

Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches.

What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.

I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.

Oh yeah ... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home. I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front step, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that? We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes! We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?

Considering these economic times maybe it isn't such a bad idea to reflect on the past, realize how good life can be with "a little less" and then SIMPLIFY!

Hugs!

Thankfulness!

2008-11-27T07:46:00.003-05:00

Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

1 Thessalonians 5:18

He's Done.

2008-11-25T21:35:00.007-05:00

Well, it has finally happened. I knew this day way coming. I have tried to avoid it. I have pretended as long as possible, trying to be "on guard" at every turn. Yet, in was inevitable. It happened.

Last week, Mike, Trent and I were having dinner. All of a sudden Trent blurts out of nowhere "I don't want to go see Santa anymore." I immediately kicked Mike in the leg. Then he said "I think I have outgrown that. Those are all little kids and it is boring." At this point my heel was digging into Mike's foot. "Okay, I understand that...." I said. It felt difficult speaking over the lump in my throat. The conversation grew into ideas on his list that "I" could buy him. It sunk in that Trent is no longer believing in Santa. We never mentioned whether he believed or not. I never like to break "the truth" during the holiday, so I think we will breech the subject again in a few months. But, I feel sad. My VERY LAST child is no longer a believer. For a few days, it changed things. But, once I was finished feeling sorry for myself, I was able to get back into the holiday spirit!

May I say...thanks to Bakerella (http://www.bakerella.blogspot.com/) for introducing me to cakeballs! More specifically, thank you for introducing me to cakeballs that look like turkeys! I'm pretty proud of my tastey little project. I think it turned out pretty cute!!! Hopefully they will last long enough to be a centerpiece on the table.

More news.....Paige is almost 1/4 through her first year at Lutheran West. She finished her volleyball season last month. Although the team wasn't that strong, I thought Paige played well. Now, she has started cheerleading. She is cheering for the Lutheran West Freshman team. Good Fun!!! Did I mention that one of the best parts of cheerleading is the clothes. Yep, you heard it here first. The girl (I supposed like every other high school girl) is a clothes horse.

Sorry for the long "break." Every once in a while I have to take breaks for myself and I guess that includes blogging. But, I am collected and back!

Have a good one (if you are still reading this blog)!

No words..................

2008-10-13T05:54:00.002-05:00

No words can express our sadness at the loss of our friend, Robert Bueck. Robert died on Friday, leaving behind a loving wife and two great kids. I have thought all weekend about how I can post this, what to say, will it express everything.................and I have no words.

To Jen, McKenzie and Ethan, we love you. Your family is a true testament to Robert's life.

To Robert, this world and it's people are better just because you were here. And HOW AMAZING that you have now seen the face of God.

All our love.

This Bears Repeatings.............

2008-08-19T12:02:00.002-05:00

A few months back, my wonderful friend Barb sent me an email telling me about a wonderful blog called The Conversion Diary. It is one of those blogs that speaks to your soul EVERY SINGLE TIME you read it. I particularly liked the following post. It was something I needed to remind myself of and I thought maybe you would enjoy it to!

It's easy to love people far away

Earlier this week, I had a falling out with a relative. We haven't spoken since. I've been praying about this (though my prayers are admittedly along the lines of "DID YOU SEE THAT?! I am NOT going to apologize. I did not do ANYTHING wrong..."), and I keep getting this nagging feeling that I'm supposed to do something here, and it's not whine about it more to my husband. As much as it galls me to admit it, I think I'm called to humble myself and re-initiate conversation, even though some pretty bizarre/rude/untrue insults were said to me and it's my opinion that the other party is 100% in the wrong.

Interestingly, about a month ago a similar situation played out with this same person and I was actually able to immediately call them and offer an olive branch, even though, once again, it was my opinion that I'd been gravely insulted for no reason. The person admitted that they were just upset about something else and we had a beautiful, love-filled conversation about how much we cared about one another. But that was back before the spiritual dry spell. Now my attitude is that I have checked the "forgiveness and humility" box once and now I'm over it. Isn't that the way it's supposed to work? We turn the other cheek once to prove to God we're serious and then he'll prevent annoying things from happening to us forever more?Anyway, every time I try to forget about the whole thing and go back to sulking, this quote from Mother Teresa keeps coming to mind:

It is easy to love the people far away.

It is not always easy to love those close to us.

It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger

than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home.

Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start.

I'm sort of a living testament to the first part of this quote right now. I would happily go on a mission to feed the poor, to spread the Gospel in hostile territory, to state unpopular opinions for Christ, give gobs of money to charity (if I had it), defend the truth of Christianity to a group of atheists, write and talk and think about how great God is...anything, anything but actually showing love to someone close to me who is on my last nerve.

I think this is yet another manifestation of the "start by carrying the crosses you already have" lesson, one that Tienne was talking about recently. To act in humility, love and charity when you don't want to, when it's not fun, when you don't even feel God's presence there with you...that's hard! That's painful! That's inconvenient! ...And that's Christianity.

Well...didn't that just smack of reality? It is so me, but I'm gonna work on changing that!

Thanks Barbie, for thinking to send me this blog. It just fills me up!

Hugs! (oh....go and be loving be loving to someone close, even if you don't feel like it!)

There's Your Sign

2008-08-14T22:39:00.006-05:00

Many changes are coming to the Blackburn household, and the signs are everywhere! First, our lovely Paige turned 15. Are you thinking, well heck...that isn't a sign Val? You are right. It isn't. The sign would be continually hearing the following statement: "I can get my temps in six months." There's your sign. (Said in my BEST Jeff Foxworthy voice, of course!) Paige is growing up...quickly. Too quickly. And yes people, she is six months away from her temps. So let me just state this now.....FORWARNED IS FORARMED. I now relieve myself of all responsibility. hee hee

(Paige. Aka...The Birthday Girl)

As for another sign, there is this:

We are now the home of a Lutheran West Volleyball player. Birthday girl made the freshman team and is having the time of her life. One good thing about making volleyball your freshman year is that you can meet different people before the school year begins. That makes the first day a little easier. PLUS, she has a few friends on the team who played at St. Paul and were on her J.O. team. So, this should be a fun season! There's your sign.

This, dear people, is the sign of a working man:

I know I have mentioned to a few of you that Austin comes home dirty from work. Well....this is what I'M talking about. I love the filthy hands, but I think the smudge under his nose takes the prize. Yeah....that's my favorite. But, I must say this. The boy is demolishing houses and is earning every penny he makes. That makes me a proud momma. There's your sign.

Let me state for the record, that my "working man" has been using most of his earnings to pay for college and school books. (Again...so proud!) This hasn't made his personality very pleasant. Next time you see him, you may want to mention how AWESOME his parents are and that he will appreciate what he has done FOR HIMSELF down the road. OR you may just want to avoid us entirely until the dust settles. Yeah.....it's not pretty!

God Bless Your Day!

Quote of the day: WHO are those kids, and WHY are they calling ME mom?

It's Not Often

2008-08-04T16:41:00.005-05:00

It's not often that you get this kind of smile out of Trent.

If you haven't noticed, he is on the shy side. BUT, put this kid with his cousin, Kyle and he is all smiles. Today, Jane, Kim and I took the two boys to the Natural History Museum. We had the best time. Both boys had been to the museum when they were much younger, but they don't remember it.

We learned about a Barn Owl and an Opossum (named Polly Pocket) and even petted a snake. That darn Barn Owl had a little accident. (Notice anyone plugging their nose at the scent?) This whole petting the snake thing was quite an undertaking for Trent. Remember, this is the same kid that wouldn't milk the cow on his school field trip. Times are a changin'! Eh....and a little healthy peer pressure doesn't hurt either!

There was also a special "toadally cool" exhibit on frogs. (No I didn't come up with that. Give credit to the museum for that little ditty.) You know how us Blackburns LOVE frogs, so it was a hit. They even had a computer with videos of different frogs catching and eating insects. YOU GOTTA LOVE THAT! HA!

BUT, the things I loved most about this trip was:

1) Kyle was the "instructor." Honestly, Jane, Kim and I walked around chatting while Kyle explained all the exhibits to Trent; and

2) the genuine curiosity that comes when touring a museum.

Couldn't have had a better day!

Lastly, I have to leave you with this quote that I found. I wish I could have it made into a T-shirt. I simply love it.

Live your life in such a way that when your feet hit the floor in the morning, Satan shudders and says 'Oh No.....She's Awake'

The Oldest Bursley

2008-08-03T17:47:00.010-05:00

I spent my weekend with these people:

(Wanna know my favorite part of this photo? Those two little ones with their arms around each other. Too cute!!!)

And here, my friends, is the oldest living Bursley to date. {{drumroll please}}

Yep, that is him. That is my Uncle Burt. He celebrated his 79th Birthday this weekend. He is so cute!!!

My cousin Bill and his wife, Carol had an awesome picnic at their house and we had such a great time. Before I ramble on, let me give you a tad of family history. My dad (aka Bill) and Burt (aka Birthday Boy) are brothers. These two brothers married sisters (my mom and my Aunt Ann). Therefore, I have four (count 'em) FOUR double cousins. They are Bill, Mark, Deanna and Michelle. I don't really see them that much, which is a shame. Mostly because we live so close. But MANY, MANY of my childhood memories involve this group! We always lived fairly close. We spent MANY holidays together. AND who could forget football season. So....let me introduce the cast of characters.

First off, these are two of the three crazy Bursley brothers. You probably can't tell by their faces that they can be a handful!

Next come these two rascals. On the left is my cousin, Michelle. She sings like a lark and has the patience of Job. I have never heard her yell. Never. Ever. I think there is some genetic flaw, because she IS a Bursley and we aren't necessarily known for being quiet. On the right side is Mark. He is the character of all chacters. He has THE BEST STORIES. I cannot even repeat some of them online! hahahaha....... He is also EXTREMELY good hearted. My dad has a total soft spot for that one! (Did I mention he was a total cutie when we were growing up? Oh and I remember him having a "thing" for Olivia Newton John. HA!)

Next are these two lovelies. This is my cousin, Deanna and her daughter, Jessica. Deanna is ....what I would refer to as...A HOOT! She is always laughing. But better than that, after living with her two brothers for years, she has the best comebacks EVER! She can spar with the best of them and it had me ROLLING when we were at Bill's house! And Jessica....what can I say? In all truth, she is probably one of the nicest young ladies I have met in a LONG time.

Before I mention the others, you may notice that the pictures have become more formal. That is for two reasons. 1) Most of the pictures I took at the picnic were not flattering, and 2) We were all in church together on Sunday. On Sunday, my Uncle's church recognized him (more like a roast) for his years of service. Being the indecisive Bursley that he is, there were EIGHT hymns my Uncle elected to have included in the service. Oddly enough, I think you can find these same eight hymns at most Bursley spiritual gatherings (funerals, etc.) We must all love the same hymns! HA!

Anyways, now to finish the introductions:

This would be my Uncle Burt with his oldest son Bill, Bill's wife Carol and their grandson. He may quite possibly be the cutest boy on the planet. He has a darling, outgoing personality and check out the spiked hair! Gosh, I look at Bill and all I see is my Aunt Ann. He looks so much like her!

Last, but most certainly not least, this is a picture of my dad and uncle with my Aunt JB. Yes people, I do have an Aunt as young and beautiful as JB. I was looking at her during the party thinking, "Man, do you age?" Funny thing is, when we got into the car and shut the door, Mike said, "JB looks EXACTLY the same. She doesn't age." Hhhmmm....my thoughts exactly. The question is, "WHY DIDN'T I GET THOSE GENETICS?"

After returning home that evening I had a thought. This is family. You laugh, you argue, you share, you push eachother's buttons, you reminisce. But, in the end, you are still family. There is always a common ground to bring you back together.....as friends. And you know what? I genuinely love each and every one of these people. I can't wait until we can all get together again. I want to hear more stories from Mark, more comebacks from Deanna and I want to hear JB giggle. I don't want to miss anymore.

And to my Uncle Burt, you are glue. People like you are the reason our family keeps coming back together. And for that....I am thankful.

Squeezing..................

2008-08-02T06:50:00.004-05:00

Squeezing the last little bit out of summer! I have been trying to get the kids to the pool each day. On Monday, Paige starts volleyball tryouts. That will be the majority of her day. It kind of begins the school year for her, because she will spend each day at the high school.

We are also working on finishing summer reading. Why oh why did God invent summer reading? It's not that I don't want my kids to read over the summer, but THE BOOKS they choose! It is like punishment! HA! We are working on summer reading at the pool (to hopefully ease the pain)! In addition, Trent and Paige were working on their pool "moves." Paige has taken to doing back handsprings in the pool and Trent is working on the back float. And Trent's back float is.............interesting. To say the very least.

And, yes, that IS Trent's back float pictured above!

Last evening, Austin was out with his friends. Paige went to Katie and Maria Bell's birthday party (God Bless, Biba! Paige said there were about 60 kids in attendance!) So, Mike decided to surprise Trent with a trip downtown for Brown's Family Night. We watched the Browns practice and there were fireworks. Afterwards, we went for a walk in the dark by the lake. BOY was there a lightening show!! It was beautiful. Oddly enough, we weren't the only people with this idea. We went to two different parks in Bay that were packed with people watching the storms roll in over the lake.

See that smile? Well, it didn't last long. You see, it turned to tears when he didn't get any autographs. Soooo sad. Soooo sensitive. Apparently, nothing in his life goes right (and I DO quote). And to top it off, his ears were too sensitive to withstand the sound of the fireworks, so we had to watch them from inside the car. (And I still have the stiff neck this morning!) Poor Dad. He really did try to provide an exciting evening!

And THIS, my friends, is one of the easiest, most yummy summer desserts. This picture does it NO JUSTICE, because it is that good...and that easy......AND, as I have mentioned before, I need a new camera. I am sure this would look WAY more delicious had I taken the picture with a...shall we say...a REBEL? (Had to get the plug in!)

I have decided to share the recipe with you, my most beloved friends. So....READ ON!

SNICKER SALAD

1 (3 oz.) pkg. instant vanilla pudding

1 c. milk1 (8 oz.) Cool Whip

3 regular size Snicker bars

3 Granny Smith apples

Mix pudding with milk; beat well. Fold in Cool Whip. Cut up the Snicker bars into small pieces. Add cut up apples with or without skin; add. Easy and delicious salad to make and eat!

(Just so you know, I added bananas and crushed walnuts. You can add other interesting items too such as marshmallows and cherries.)

GO GET FAT!

Going Green...................

2008-07-28T17:28:00.003-05:00

Well, it might not be what you think. We are going green in this house....with envy, that is. We have had so many parties at our house, between Austin and Paige, that Trent has been "going green." Back in May (WAY back in May, according to Trent) we had a small birthday celebration for Trent. Well, apparently that wasn't enough. AND when you are at the bottom of the heap watching everyone else celebrate...it can be too much for one jealous boy to handle.

Hhhmmmm......what to do? Well, we celebrate the birthday AGAIN. Cake and all. Trent and Paige both worked on the cake. It was delicious. It was a double-decker (chocolate and white cake), chocolate frosting in the middle and white cream cheese frosting on top. OH! And some "regular" white frosting for decorating....and decorator gel. Anything else?

The theme was baseball. We called over our Blackburn side for a last-minute, no-fuss cook-out and the green festivities began. He even received a few gifts and blew out candles....again. HA!

ANOTHER way our house is going green: Avon has FINALLY decided to get us recycling garbage cans. FINALLY! Trent and I are rather excited about this.

And lastly, I am green. I am wanting a new camera. Let me put the word out now...before Christmas (plenty of time to save), I am wanting a new camera. Did I tell you I want a new camera?

Have a good one!

"ZZZZZZZZZ.... (Picture Heavy!!)

2008-07-20T12:28:00.006-05:00

Can you hear that? ::crickets chirping:: Do you hear it? Okay...it is me SNORING! Honestly, the last party is over and I am exhausted. So exhausted that I didn't fill my tank AT ALL this week. I didn't leave my house. At all. Okay, maybe a few trips here and there but no major trips. And it felt good. Really good. And now I am ready to join the living....again.

Austin's party went well. If you don't read Trish's blog, you may be interested in some of the pictures below. Can I tell you how nice it is to have friends that are photographers (although I am sure I have mentioned it before). I was so overwhelmed I didn't even think to take pictures of Austin's party. But Trish did...of course! Actually, I kind of enjoy watching her in action. She has her amazing camera around her neck, hanging by a very cool pink striped camera strap...snaping photos at every angle. Gotta love her passion.

Now for some highlights:

The rain stopped in time to have the party outdoors. All those days of worry were put to rest.

Austin was happy. He enjoyed his party and all of the people in attendance.

The Rodriguez Family was in town. I look forward to this EVERY summer.

I had an amazing fruit basket. I know...it sounds weird, but it was a feast for the eyes. Seriously.

I got to see Katy Stifel after her first year of college.

Jason Stifel made me laugh. Period.

Evan Turay loves to play basketball and Griffin Turay sings the Applebees song like Kathrine Hepburn.

In all truth, I am so gosh-darn thankful. Trish was kind enough to make pulled-pork and it sent Austin's friends into orbit. For some reason HIGH SCHOOL BOYS LOVE PULLED PORK SANDWICHES. And, being the kind person she is, she loaned me tons of serving pieces, tables, etc. Thanks, girlfriend.

Next, JEN BUECK!!!! She is the maker of the fruit basket. Okay...and she didn't buy the fruit at a fruit stand...she went to Heinens! (ha....wink, wink) Jen is the kind of girl that will do ANYTHING for ANYONE. After she made the fruit basket, I called her to get her Mac N' Cheese recipe and she offered to make THAT! She is just a beautiful human being.

I can't leave out my sister-in-law, Jane. Actually, Jane is more like my friend. Jane spent a whole day with me making photo favors and paint cans for centerpieces. PLUS, she baked ....and baked cookies. Plus, she was constantly asking WHAT ELSE she could do for me. Gotta love her.

Last, but certainly not least, let me mention my friend TINA. Tina, creator of the bubble bottles. I asked her how she made the lables and she sent them to me. Finished. In five minutes. No lie.

So, those of you out there who are in awe of my creativity....don't be. Be in awe of my amazing group of friends. I am.

Now, feast your eyes on the fruits of their labor!

One yummy cookie tree!

Card box: Thanks for the idea, Trish!

M&M Favors: Again...thanks to Trish for the idea and Jane for the hard work!

Jane's yummy cookies. She is THE BEST at baking!

This is THE fruit basket. Now, if you could just deliver one each day.................

Tina's Bubble Bottles! Didn't they turn out cute???

Now, you go and have yourself a great day!

I have no desire.....

2008-06-30T07:14:00.003-05:00

I was on twopeas today, and I read a post about not having any desire to do certain things. SO....I thought I would make a list of things I have no desire to do....ever. Maybe I will tag a few bloggers and see if they create a list too. Here goes..........

1) I have no desire to give birth again, although I love babies. I just prefer to get them from other people now!
2) I have no desire to go to Burbon Street in New Orleans again. Do the words Sodom and Gamorrah (I hope I spelled that correctly) mean anything to anyone?
3) I have no desire to take a cruise.
4) I have no desire to go to Vegas, although I know it's coming down the pike. That's what happens when you marry a gambler!
5) I have no desire to run a marathon. I used to "try" to run. I hate it. Period.
6) I have no desire to pierce anything other than my ears OR get a tatoo. I'm a wimp and I'm comfortable with it.
7) I have no desire to eat anything that has a shell. Blech!
8) I have no desire to get anything I have created in scrapbooking or paper crafting published. I do it for myself and my family. I don't really need the "pat on the back" from a bunch of strangers. Plus, I could care less if they like my work. (Charming, aren't I?)
9) I have no desire to meet celebrities. I'm not someone to be ga-ga over people in the spotlight. You MAY get my attention because you are rather spectacular looking....otherwise, nah. I'd rather spend time with my girlfriends than chase a celeb.
10) Lastly, I have no desire to ride a rollercoaster. **gasp!** How could she say that? She lives near Cedar Point! ...It's pretty simple: fear of heights. God intended for my feet to be touching solid ground.

Okay, so now that those cards are on the table...how about Ten Things I Desire?

1) I have the desire to have a conversation with Billy Graham. I know I sound older than my years, but this guy has some MAJOR MAJOR spiritual wisdom....and he is cool. :) (oh..and for you Bush haters...Yeah..I would like to chat it up with him, too. I like my GDUB! HA! So There!)
2) I have a desire to rent an RV and travel across the United States with my family.
3) I have a desire to live in a small cabin, by a lake when I retire. Enough of the suburbs.
4) I have the desire to learn to knit and decorate cakes.
5) I have the desire to go back to school. I wouldn't mind doing something with special ed or psychology. I wonder why? Could it be that I already have life experience? Hhmmmm.... Okay, and I love school and I love to learn.
6) I have the desire to raise Godly kids, who have something to contribute to this life in a positive way. Korney....but true.
7) I have the desire to finish all my scrapbooks before I die so that my kids remember exactly how I felt about them and how proud they made me!
8) I have the desire to lose weight, although I don't think my body has the same desire. IT. ISN'T COOPERATING.
9) I have the desire to keep an organized house. I have always had this desire. It just hasn't happened yet! *channeling Marth Stewart here!**
10) Lastly, I have the desire to be a good person, good wife, good mom and good friend. I figure I'm gonna live a long time because I am not NEARLY ready for heaven.

Okay, flame away. I'm sure I will get some comments on Georgie Bush. If you are interested in playing along, I think I will tag: Jen Bueck, Trish, Jen Forbus, Tina and Pam (although she hasn't blogged since Christmas).

8th Grade Graduations CAN BE FUN!

2008-06-26T08:05:00.006-05:00

In all the hoopla, I didn't get a chance to blog about Paige's 8th Grade Graduation Party. I have decided that I am actually going to post the invitation pictures, because I like them. I am not a card maker and usually am uncomfortable posting my scrap work, but here goes.

And this is how the evening turned out! IT RAINED! We had to move everything, including the DJ inside. But, it worked out great. They put videos with the words on our dining room walls so the kids could do kareoke. It was so fun! Austin had a couple of guys over on the same night and Trent had Jeremy Geye sleep over. So everyone was entertained. The most impressive part of the night? Jesse, Austin's friend, danced for everyone. He showed them how the "two-step" is actually supposed to look like!

Paige also attended Lutheran West's Cheerleading Camp this week. Although she hasn't decided if she is trying out for cheerleading, it was a fun camp.

And lastly, I have an important introduction and a word of thanks.

At the end of Trent's school year he created Flat Blackburn. You may have heard of Flat Stanley....well, this is Flat Blackburn. Our "Flat Stanley" went to Florida to visit the Rodriquez Family (a.k.a. our old neighbors). Boy did Stanley Blackburn have fun. Chris (as usual) went the whole nine yards with super photographs of Stanley's adventures in Florida and sand right off of their beaches!

If you do not know about Flat Stanley, each child is asked to create a Stanley out of paper. They send them to a friend who takes them on adventures and reports everything back to the original owner (of course, when returning Stanley).

THIS IS A BIG EVENT. And, of course, Mrs. Fuch's class went the whole nine yards. Each student prepared a board dipicting their Stanley's adventures. Then, they had an open house so that parents could view all the Stanleys. It was complete with Stanley cookies!

Look...how cute. Notice the happy faces?

MANY, MANY thanks to Chris, Angel, Nicholas and Elaina. You took such great care of Stanley and he had an awesome time in Florida. And thank you for the special treats you sent to Trent. You are the reason his day was so, so wonderful!

Lots of Firsts and Lasts......

2008-06-09T07:17:00.004-05:00

Our house has been in a constant state of firsts and lasts. We have been closing some doors and opening others. To begin my explanation, let me first give you proof that YES, AUSTIN DID GRADUATION FROM HIGH SCHOOL and we couldn't be more proud.

I look at Austin's group of close friends and I think, "they are truly a cast of characters." You may see some familiar faces. There is Ryan and Elliot, Marty, Andrew and Nick. Of course there is Jessie Hebert. Jessie left LW, but comes back EVERY day to visit and they still consider him a member of the LW Class of 08. So.....Congratulations everyone!

There were several interesting parts to Austin's graduation on June 6th. First off, IT WAS 95 degrees in the gymnasium. We had to take water bottles and mini fans to make it through the ceremony. My nephew Cory was the cross bearer. An old friend of Mike's family was the guest speaker. Mr. Waugh mentioned Austin in his speech (the 5'9" male who likes walks on the beach) AND Stephanie spoke as Valedictorian and mentioned our friend, Jessie Hebert. BUT, the most controversial event was the speech given by the salutatorian. Let's just say, it was rather inappropriate. He rehearsed one speech and gave a different speech at graduation. There weren't too many happy faces (especially the principal sitting behind him). I guess we will be talking about this for years! HA!

Another door closing is .....TRENT FINISHED SECOND GRADE! Below is Trent with a picture of his teacher, Mrs. Fuchs. Notice the effort in looking at the camera while being hugged by your teacher? I have found one of the "tests" for a great teacher is how I feel at the end of the year when looking forward to the next. This year, I know Trent is academically prepared, but I think "how will we do it without her?" THAT, my friends, is how you know you have a keeper. I have a lot more gushing to do about Mrs. Fuchs. That will come in the future. ;)

PAIGE GRADUATED 8TH GRADE! Well, of course you knew that because I showed the video of her singing. But, I MUST post a picture of her with Mr. Lehrke. Again, another great teacher. We had such a great year, knowing our kids were in their hands.

Lastly, our dear friend and music teacher, Miss Schaeffer is leaving St. Paul! I can't believe it. I remember when Austin first started at St. Paul. The music program consisted of the teachers playing the piano and teaching songs to their students in the classroom. When Miss Schaeffer came on board, there was lessons in rhythm and dance, handbell lessons for everyone, guitar lessons in 7th and 8th grade, drum lessons and introductions to music from many different cultures. She is going to be difficult to replace. Period. We will miss you, Miss Schaeffer!

Here is to a great summer!

THIS JUST IN!!!!

2008-06-06T07:23:00.002-05:00

Honestly. I just opened my email and the following "little ditty" was inside. I couldn't resist putting it on the blog. I received it from my friend, Trish and I now there are a few readers who don't really know her. So......feast your eyes. This could quite possibly be the funniest thing I have read in 2008.

APPLICATION FOR PERMISSION TO DATE MY DAUGHTER

NOTE: This application will be incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor.

NAME________ _________ _________ _________ __
DATE OF BIRTH_______ ______
HEIGHT______ _____ WEIGHT______ ______ IQ__________
GPA Grid________ _____ INCOME TAX FILE NUMBER ____________ _____
DRIVERS LICENCE ____________ ____BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES______ _________ _________ _________ _________
HOME ADDRESS_____ _________ _________ STATE_______ ____
POSTCODE____ __

Do you have parents? ___Yes ___No

Is one male and the other female? ___Yes ___No

If No, explain: ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ ____ ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ ___

Number of years they have been married ____________ _________ _________

If less than your age, explain ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ __

ACCESSORIES SECTION:

A. Do you own or have access to a van? __Yes __No
B. A truck with oversized tires? __Yes __No
C. A waterbed? __Yes __No
D. A pickup with a mattress in the back? __Yes __No
E. A tattoo? __Yes __No
F. Do you have an earring, nose ring, __Yes __No
pierced tongue, pierced cheek or a belly button ring?

(IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY. I SUGGEST RUNNING.)

ESSAY SECTION: In 50 words or less, what does 'LATE' mean to you? ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____ ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

In 50 words or less, what does 'DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER' mean to you? ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____ ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

In 50 words or less, what does 'ABSTINENCE' mean to you? ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____ ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

REFERENCES SECTION:

Church you attend ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ ___ How often you attend ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________

When would be the best time to interview your:
Father? ____________ _Mother?_____ ________Priest or Pastor? ____________ _

SHORT-ANSWER SECTION:
Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely as all answers are confidential.

A: If I were shot, the last place I would want to be shot would be: ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my: ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

C: A woman's place is in the: ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is: ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

E. What do you want to be IF you grow up? ____________ _________ _________ _ ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____ ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

F: When I meet a girl, the thing I always notice about her first is: ____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _____

G: What is the current going rate of a motel room? ____________ _________ _____

I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT,INDIGENOUS AUSTRALIAN BULL ANT TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE and RED HOT POKERS
____________ _________ _________ _________ _________ _________

Applicant's Signature (that means sign your name, moron!)____________ _________ _________ _

____________ _________ _________ __
Mother's Signature

____________ _________ _________ _
Father's Signature

____________ _________ _________ __
Pastor/Priest/ Rabbi

_________________________________
State or Federal Government Representative

(Their stamp goes here )Notary Public

Thank you for your interest, and it had better be genuine and non-sexual. Please allow four to six years for processing. You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write. If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentlemen wearing white ties carrying violin cases. (You might want to watch your back.) To prepare yourself, start studying Daddy's Rules for Dating.

Daddy's Rules for Dating

Your dad's rules for your boyfriend (or for you if you're a guy):

Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a carton of beer, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world sex without utilizing a 'Barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: 'early.'

Rule Six:I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Sydney Harbour Bridge . Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool, places where there is darkness, places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies that feature chain saws are okay. Cricket games are okay...Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten: Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi . When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

BWHWHWHWWHWHAHAHAHAHA! I love it. Too good.

Told You.....

2008-06-05T21:33:00.004-05:00

This is Paigey! She sang at her graduation service! She wanted me to make sure I told you that she had practiced ALL DAY and that her voice had taken a beating. Could have fooled me. I thought she was great, ESPECIALLY IN FRONT OF SO MANY PEOPLE!

Not bad for 8th grade, eh? Thanks for letting me brag. I'm a proud mama!

Hugs!

Prom!

2008-06-01T15:55:00.006-05:00

I just love Austin. Honestly. He is at such an exciting time in his life and I'm trying to watch him more closely. Not watch him as in "what is that kid up to," but more like, "I better try to soak up each moment." And, when your son graduates from high school, it seems like every day there is another moment that you need to soak in and put to memory, because it will never happen again. And this weekend was no different.

This weekend was Senior Prom.

Prom was held at the Cleveland Yacht Club. After Prom was at Five Seasons Fitness Club.

Before prom, everyone met at Krista's to take pictures. My friend, Trish, (also known as my favorite photographer) was kind enough to take pictures for me. The kids look absolutely

amazing. Ready for tons of pictures?

Didn't Austin look great? He has his grandpa's crooked smile! HA!

When Mike and I shaparoned the after prom, we heard several stories about kids "going out" on their prom dates or ditching them at the dance. Then, of course, there is the kids who ignore their date. I don't get it. Honestly, where are their parents? UGH! No manners! On the other hand, most of the kids had a wonderful time! It was cute to watch the boys do their best to be gentlemen!

Well, I soaked it all in and I love the guy in this picture. He is wonderful and I feel lucky and blessed. He is everything we could want in a son.

Hugs!

This Is What Nine Looks Like.....

2008-05-28T09:40:00.006-05:00

Well, FINALLY the day has arrived. Don't get me wrong. I am not the one who has biting at the bit for this day. Today is Trent's 9th birthday and he is thrilled. I, on the other hand, am happy for Trent, but sad that he is growing SO fast. I don't think my other two children grew this quickly. Is it just me? Anyhow...HAPPY 9TH BIRTHDAY, TRENT! Mike and Paige are in Washington, D.C., so this birthday may not have the usual fanfare. Tonight, Austin and I are going to Trent's baseball game and then Trent got to choose his favorite restaurant for dinner. He chose Applebees...so Applebees it is!

So...this is what "9" looks like:

On another note, I hope Mike gets to check the blog while he is in Washington. He may just get a laugh! I found this school project in his backpack and BUSTED up. Okay, now you all know I hate pictures of myself. Obviously, the portrait at the side of the blog isn't an actual photo, yet I love how Trent depicted me. (You know, skinny legs, etc.....) Well, now it is Mike's turn and I love it. I will keep this FOREVER, I tell you! Feast your eyes on this masterpiece:

My favorite part.....the hair! Okay, Mike's hair DOES NOT look like that, but I think it is so stinking cute! This is what he wrote about Mike:

My Dad is an amazing father. He's awesome at teaching me to get better at basketball. His spaghetti is terrific. It's so funny when he takes the dog out because my dog yanks him. My dad is really exciting when it's Brown's season because he gets tickets. He's extraordinary because every day he takes me to the batting cages. My dad is sweet.

May I state for the record, my nine-year-old is a keeper?!?!!?

We are busy rounding out Austin's senior year. He has a few year-end projects that he is busily working on. We have baccalaureate tomorrow and prom this weekend. Woo-hoo! Thought I would throw in his most recent Abercrombie Modeling Photo. HA! He is a doofus!

Have a good day!

Hugs!

Let Me Answer That For You....

2008-05-24T07:17:00.004-05:00

Okay, since I have become the "Queen of all things OCD," I have received many questions and calls about my opinions on the recent Oprah Winfrey show regarding OCD Camp. Here are my opinions.

1) ANY kind of information made public about OCD at this point is helpful. Something is always better than nothing.

2) Exposure therapy is a good thing and quite necessary for many forms of OCD. It isn't necessary and effective for ALL forms of OCD. There is also CBT (Cognative Behavior Therapy) that can work wonders for others.

3) Many people with OCD cannot be helped with therapy alone. They will need medication. Especially those in the SSRI category.

4) There is a whole spectrum of OCD compulsions and behaviors. MANY, MANY are not germ related. Since germaphobes receive the most "media attention" it tends to make the others feel insignificant or unacknowledged. If something exists on this planet, an OCD person can receive messages to fear it (i.e. air, plants, buttons, fingernails, spots on the wall, frogs). Compulsions and Obsessions DO NOT HAVE TO BE RELATED. In other words, a person can fear being a child molester but have to avoid contact with gold fish. NO ASSOCIATION. It is mental illness. It doesn't make sense no matter how you slice it.

5) Most people cannot go to a "boot camp" for a week and come home with no OCD. That being said, I do believe the therapy given to those on the Oprah show helped these people greatly. But, they did state on the show that they would continue therapy and some would need meds. Many people go through therapy for months, if not years. And, most people need therapy refereshers. Stressful situations will throw them back into the prison of OCD.

6) The sense of fear that accompanies OCD is staggering. Many OCDers cannot even function due to the fear. Yet, many do not want their OCD to show. That would ruin the whole picture of perfection. So, they melt down at home, for loved ones. That is, if they leave home. I can't tell you how many people will say to me "well, I have never seen Paige act like that." Yep. That's the point.

7) People do not "snap out of" OCD anymore than people snap out of diabetes or cancer. It is harsh but true. It is not an "attention getter." We don't "look for" disabilities in our children, nor do we "make it up." OCD can "tie up" areas of the brain so that someone is incapable of reading or math, etc. For children, it can cause serious damage to school performance. Did I mention that your obsessions and compulsions can change? Uh huh...you can get over one and move onto another.

8) OCD is OFTEN co-morbid. In other words, it is found in conjunction with other disorders such as depression, social anxiety or ADHD. So, the battle isn't against the OCD alone. They are fighting other factors as well. So, if you reject a person with social anxiety because of their OCD behaviors, well...then I am sorry. You have contributed to the social anxiety problem. I guess that's why we are asked to accept EVERYONE and always be compassionate to others, EVEN IF WE DON'T KNOW WHY THEY ACT THE WAY THEY DO.

9) OCD is expensive...when you can get health care. Can you imagine?

10) Licking your hands after they have been in a dumpster is disgusting. I don't care who you are. Then again, desperate times call for desperate measures. I won't second guess the tactics used on the show (since I wasn't in attendance), but I DO know that exposure therapy and cognative behavioral therapy is uncomfortable at least. Let's take your biggest fear and make you confront it until it no longer phases you. Does that sound attractive? NO walk in the park. It takes courage and dedication.

11) There is a whole different issue regarding OCD and children. I would love for people to understand how difficult it is to get school employees to UNDERSTAND the disorder and how difficult it can be to get accommodations. Then, of course, when you can get them to actually ATTEND school, there is always the survival of the social situations. Did I mention that you have a high absentee rate AND tardy rate? Yep, morning rituals stink and they can be difficult to complete on schedule.

12) Sleep would be another issue not mentioned on the show. Some people with OCD simply cannot sleep because they spend the night ruminating. Their thoughts do not shut off. They often use ipods or televisions to distract them until they are able to sleep. Then, of course, when the depression sets in they cannot stay awake. They sleep to avoid life situations. If you have OCD kids like I do, they like company at night. So you get sleepless nights too! Yippeee!

Fighting OCD is probably one of the most heroic things I have witnessed. Until you see it, you don't get it. People who battle this disorder deserve respect and compassion.

So....did I appreciate the Oprah show? Sure. Was it the best representation of OCD. No, but I'm not an authority on what you can accomplish on television in a measly 60 minutes. The disorder is that complex. What would I prefer? I would love a show such as 20/20 to cover IN DEPTH the impact of OCD on victims, their families and health care system. Maybe we need something like the Jerry Lewis telethon...who knows? But I think the best place to start is to educate yourself and then your children. Teach them compassion for others, irregardless of their behaviors and disabilities . And then put yourself in my place. Imagine it happening to someone you love unconditionally. What if you had to watch your kids suffer? What if it was your spouse? Could you hold on to your marriage?

Okay, this sounded WAY more depressing than I intended! I sure do appreciate that you all care enough to ask questions and understand. I have some good buddies! Just some food for thought!

One Down..............

2008-05-20T12:58:00.007-05:00

Well, you have all listened to me whine for months now about how busy I will be this spring/summer with confirmations, graduations and birthdays. Well, we finally have the confirmation behind us! Paige was confirmed on Sunday at St. Paul Lutheran...and she looked beautiful. Here is her confirmation class!

We had a small reception following, at our home. This is where the stress begins! I was mostly stressed about how messy my scrapbook room is, considering it is STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS. So, I did as I usually do....and I didn't touch it. Nope. I didn't clean it. I chose, instead, to divert everyones attention! HA! But, I do promise to try to have it cleaned for Austin's graduation party. Deal? Marilyn was gracious enough to come to my home while we were at the service, so that the caterers could be let inside. I received a text message from her while in church that the dog had an accident while the caterers were setting up. That's always a nice touch. HA! I'm glad she is a trooper!

Wanna see some party photos?

Trish Turay was sweet enough to let me borrow her chocolate fountain! It was a HUGE hit. As a matter of fact, I should probably just had several chocolate fountains and skipped the caterers. There wasn't ONE piece of fruit left after the party. There was a constant gathering around the fountain and I heard Paige's friends discussing putting their mouths under the fountain after the party was over! I was able to put an end to that it time, although I must admit I had the same thought!

I was also fortunate enough to use the flower arrangements created by Jen Bueck's sister. Don't they look fabulous? I always thought I was patient until I tried to recreate those arrangements.

Listen, I also have to give a note of apology. I borrowed the arrangements from Jen and I didn't give her an invitation. That's right. Tacky. I THOUGHT I gave her an invitation, but apparently it was in my scrapbooking tote and never made it's way to the mailbox (long story). Sorry Jen!!! I owe you big-time! Thank goodness she is understanding and knows how messed up I can get!

Paige created this shadow box as her confirmation project. Each confirmand is supposed to create a project using their confirmation verse. I love how Paige's turned out! She used colors that she knew would work in her room so that she can display it!

On the treats table I made a simple (emphasis on the word SIMPLE) layout that displayed her Statement of Faith. Each confirmand had to write a Statement of Faith and present it before the confirmand families. They all did an awesome job!

All in all, what a great weekend. Paige was happy and I think everyone managed to enjoy a few minutes of their time. Thank you to all of you who attended. It meant so much to Paige.

On another note....LOOKY, LOOKY! It takes me a while, but every once in awhile I complete a decorating project! I FINALLY got my photos framed and completed my foyer display. I really like it. Normally, I would criticize my project for a few months...but I actually REALLY like this! Yippee!

Well, one party down....two to go. Off to plan................

Hugs!

A Little Slice

2008-05-12T22:13:00.005-05:00

Okay, so I took a small vacation! Actually, I have been busy. Perhaps I have been too busy. Nonetheless, I am back. I have been busy painting bedrooms, planning parties, going to baseball, going to volleyball......and of course, cleaning! HA! But, I must say that spring is FLYING past. I heard a quote the other day that said "Getting older is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer to the end you get the faster it goes." HOW TRUE!

Anyways, I think I have finally finished painting Trent's room. The only thing I have left to do is to hang the window treatments and to hang some shelves. I have to tell you, if you know Trent, you will know that you cannot even move his bed an inch and he cannot sleep in his room. So, when I went to make these changes, I was slightly worried that it would freak him out and he would be sleeping in my bed. Yet, alas, HE LOVES HIS ROOM! Seriously, it is his own little slice of heaven. Do you want to see the final product?

You may also be interested to know that the wall around the closet is painted in chalkboard paint. This way, Trent can draw plays on the wall. You know, ALL good football players need to remember their plays.

Next on the agenda, our FAVORITE OSU fan finally got to visit OSU Stadium. Granted, he couldn't enter (that is for another time), but he was thrilled just to walk around the outside and peek inside. And Mike and I...well, we became the best parents on the planet. (Short lived, I am sure.)

Last but not least.....a field trip on the Cuyahoga Valley Railroad. A real train. A REAL TRAIN! Does that sum it up?

Life. Is. Good.

Dancing Toilet Paper

2008-04-08T22:00:00.005-05:00

HA! I bet that title caught your eye!

This past weekend was a VERY interesting weekend at our house. Firstly, Paige had her Sweetheart Dance. It was a full day of primping and spending Dad's money! She went to the mall and had her hair, nails and make-up done. Then, after a quick change at home, we picked up Erin and we were off to the school to decorate. There really wasn't too much decorating to be done! We had balloons and streamers in pink and red.

I loved both Erin and Paige's dresses!

Did you ever wonder what a Junior High Dance looks like? Notice no one is really dancing? HA..They really did dance. It just took a while to warm things up!

When we arrived home, Austin had a house-full of boys (approximately 20 in all). They played poker, pool, video games and watched movies. Apparently, some of the girl softball players found out about the party and decided to toilet paper our house. They also decided to use shaving cream and lipstick on the cars. Yep.....messy. I came home to several of the boys trying to clean off their cars in the driveway and toilet paper in the pines around the basketball court. Soon thereafter, the boys were plotting their revenge!

Sunday, we had volleyball.....again! The team placed third in the gold medal round. They played about the best I have seen them play this year. It was so fun to watch all of their games!

Fast forward to yesterday! Wasn't the weather great? After we arrived home from school, Trent wanted to play basketball. Lately, he has been playing with this darling little boy in the neighborhood, Connor. Connor is a few years younger than Trent and a bit of a natural athlete. Well, Connor is running over to our house (across the back yards) and Trent runs into the house asking for his Browns Jersey because he can see Connor is wearing a Pittsburg Stealers Jersey! HA! So, Trent puts on the jersey and peeks out the window. NOW GET THIS! He says "AWWW man, his jersey says Roethlisberger on the back! It should say WORTHLESS BOOGER." WHAT? Where in the world did that come from? (Of course, then I had to burst into laughter.) Trent is LOYAL, LOYAL, LOYAL to all of his Cleveland teams (possibly to a fault)! AND apparently, he now takes after Austin. Austin would have TOTALLY said the same thing. Anyhow, Trent got a small lecture on how those things don't need to be shared with Connor. He is too young for "smack talk." BWHAHAHAHAHA! It gave me a tickle!

Have a fun day!

They are looking...

2008-04-04T06:03:00.001-05:00

When You Thought I Wasn't Looking

(Written by a former child)

"A message every adult should read, because children are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one.

When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.

When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always talk to and I learned to trust in God.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it's all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and wanted to say, "Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking."

One of the Painful Parts....

2008-04-04T05:51:00.002-05:00

I have discovered (and yes, it only took 45 years) that there is ANOTHER painful part of being a girl. This painful part is shopping. Now, I know....many of us LOVE shopping, as do I. BUT, I had to take Paige shopping for a dress for the dance this weekend...and it was PAINFUL! Of course, it wasn't painful due to anything Paige had done, but it was sooo difficult to find a dress that covered...anything! Most of the dresses look like lingerie! Of course, for a mere $175.00 it would have been EASY to find a dress for my daughter to wear for two hours at the dance. Uummmm.....no thanks.

In addition, Trent (aka.."the trooper") had to tag along on our shopping expedition. I think the bribery it took for me to lure Trent MAY have been more expensive than the dress. He would sit in chairs outside the dressing room in a lump. As Paige gradually tried on dresses he would slither and slide down the front of the chair until he was a heap on the floor! I found myself saying things such as "I will give you a package of football cards if you make it to one more store without whining!" And to tell you the truth, I wish I could have whined. AND, I think Paige would like to have whined too!

In the end...WE. FOUND. THE. DRESS. BUT, I won't do the big reveal until after the dance on Saturday. MAN, I am hoping this dance goes well. If memory serves you, this is the same dance that Paige went to last year when her hair was dyed BLONDE the morning of the dance. Uummmm...yeah. We won't be doing that this year. ALLL lessons learned!

Hugs,

Ducks On A Pond!

2008-04-03T08:49:00.006-05:00

Well, here come the signs of Spring! Do you know Bruce Drennan (I hope I spelled that correctly)? He is a baseball announcer and he always uses the phrase "ducks on a pond" (spoken in a gruff voice) to describe the baseball players on base. My husband always imitates him! Anyhow, how funny is it that...on the same day the Indians had their home opener, I looked outside to see this.....................................

"Ducks on the Pond! Ducks on the Pond!" BWHAHAHAHAAH!

On another note: Do you remember the movie ET? I LOVE that movie. It is a classic! Anyways, do you remember when ET was dressed up in a wig and dress and was hiding amongst the dolls and stuffed animals in the closet? Well, I have my own, personal version of ET. The only difference is that our extraterrestrial is hiding amongst Trent's webkins!

I can't resist my old dog. He can barely hear and his eye sight is going, but he is the SWEETEST thing walking on this planet.

Hugs!

The Things I Wish For You

2008-04-03T08:29:00.001-05:00

Paul Harvey Writes:

We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches.
I really would.I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.
When you want to see a movie and your little brother wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him.
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
I hope that when you talk back to your mother that you learn what IVORY Soap tastes like. May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle. May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.
Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.

Couldn't have said it better myself.

SNOWED UNDER

2008-03-25T06:51:00.004-05:00

Well, Easter has passed with it usual fanfare! I love Easter. In my book, it runs a CLOSE second to Christmas. But, I must admit, I don't like Easter to arrive so early. And, I must also admit, I am happy that I won't be around in 120 years (or whatever) to have it happen again. I am a little "holidayed -out." (Yes, I did just create my own word!) Easter day church seemed a little odd. Very few were dressed in their "easter-finery" with it being snowy outside. Paige and I wore black. That seems odd too, considering the church season! But, oh well.. I will post a few pictures, since everyone else does!

I hope to have a low key week this week. The kids want friends over everyday, and I am okay with that idea. Austin is painting his room and I am painting Trent's. I have been watching the progress my friend, Tina is making on her family room make-over and have been inspired. Let's just see if the room turns out the way it looks in my mind. There are definately times when that doesn't happen!

I am in the midde of preparing for the kids parties this spring. Paige has a few confirmation projects to finish this week, as well. AND, Paige and I are planning a dance to be held a week from Saturday. I am totally nervous about this. I had it well under control, until it was cancelled due to the "blizzard of '08." It has been rescheduled, but I feel it is lacking the interest it once had. I have to work on this, as well, this week.

Lastly, let me mention a few points of interest in regards to TV this week. Brittany Spears has made her first television appearance, acting on a sitcom. My opinions of Brittany have changed a bit. My heart aches for her now. I think she is ill and in an environment that seems to make it all much worse. I hope this is a new start for her! You go, girl!

Secondly, does anyone other than myself watch "The Bachelor?" Man, I subject myself to watching this trainwreck EVERY SINGLE SEASON! It's one of those things that you know you shouldn't do, yet you are back doing it each week. If you watch, may I make one statement. I WILL NEVER....EVER....SING, DANCE, WRITE POETRY OR WRITE MUSIC FOR SOMEONE I AM INTERESTED IN AND HAVE KNOWN FOR ........one day? It's to the point where these women are embarassing themselves. Sometimes I have to change the channel because I cannot bear to watch them. They are corney and desperate. Wow. (phew...that felt good.)

Okay, I must go paint. Hopefully, tomorrow I will have something more important to speak of!

Peace out, homie!

Love Is......

2008-03-21T13:42:00.006-05:00

Do you remember......

the "Love Is...." cartoons? Being a child in the '70s, the "Love is" cartoons could be found everywhere. They were on t-shirts, mugs, magnets, etc. AND it isn't surprising. After the free-love decade of the '60s, it was only fitting that we hit the '70s trying to define love. Fast forward to today. It is thirty years later and people are still searching for their definition of love.

It is Holy Week, and I have been thinking a great deal about the past year. (I know, most people do this at New Years!) And I have come to realize a few things. First off, I am hardly a perfect person. My family.....not perfect. I don't have all the answers. As a matter of fact, most days I am grappling for answers. I struggle with many things, as do most people. BUT what I DO know, is I do NOT have to look for the answer to that question "What is Love?" Is it because I have a great marraige? Nope. Although I do! Is it because I have three awesome kids? Nope. But I do, and I wouldn't trade them (most days)! Is it because I have an amazing group of friends? I do, but that's not it either!

How about if I share my secret?

This is what love is. It costs you nothing (the price has been paid). It doesn't matter what you look like, how much wisdom you have, how much money you earn or what kind of mistakes you have made. This love never goes away. It is unconditional and undying.

God Bless all my wonderful friends during this Holy Season and beyond. May your search for love end at the foot of the cross!

Hugs!

She Made Me Do It!

2008-03-11T08:49:00.006-05:00

Well, apparently Tina is going to make me blog again! She has "tagged" me on her blog.

Here are the rules:

Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.

Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Here are my 7 random/weird facts:

1. I have a facebook account and I have five friends on it. HA! Four of the five are Austin's friends from high school.

2. I like to take steamy hot showers, but I leave the shower door open a bit for cool air to come in. (It doesn't make sense to me either!)

3. I don't like to wear a coat or shoes. Both make me uncomfortable. I have been known to tiptoe to my car in the snow....in barefeet. I just carry the shoes, in the case there is an accident!

4. I rarely watch movies or television that are rated higher than PG13. Maybe I just got used to this because of the kids. Anyways, the language, violence, etc. seems to bug me more now! I tell my kids that it "bothers my spirit." That always brings laughter, followed by comments about how strange I am.

5. I want to live in a little house on the prairie. Really. Just like the show. I could TOTALLY live in the middle of nowhere. Plus, I like the thought of all the simplicity.

6. I miss my kids when they go to sleepovers, etc. Most parents love it, I seem to be a little "different."

7. Rarely, do I do anything and think I have done a "good enough" job. So....where do you think Paige's OCD comes from?

8. I cannot eat leftovers. Period. They gross me out. Okay....I will eat leftover stuffing, but that's it! I cannot even CLEAN UP left overs. That is up to Mike. They make my stomach flip-flop.

9. I can flip my eyelids inside out and I can wiggle my ears (without using my hands, of course).

10. I don't get out of my car until the garage door is shut behind me. I heard a story long ago about a woman being attacked in her driveway while in her car. So.....it stuck. Now, I only get out once locked in my garage. To all you "attackers" out there.......get me BEFORE I enter the garage.

Now....I tag Austin, Chris, Paige, Pam and Jen F.

On another note, the cord to my camera is broken! I cannot upload pictures. I ordered one from ebay, only to find out it is being sent from HONG KONG ! Holy Cow! So....it may be a bit before I can update with pictures.

I haven't blogged much lately, because I AM OVERWHELMED! I am working on Lutheran West's Afterprom, a sweetheart dance at Paige's school, confirmation, 8th grade graduation, a senior graduation, volleyball.....and the list goes on and on and on. So.......sorry I have been gone, but priorities...ya know?

I am working hard at finding the right high school situation for Paige. Still considering Lutheran West, Avon and homeschooling. Who knows? Everyday I think there is a different "correct" answer.

Austin still hasn't made a final decision on college. I feel bad for him. It can be a lot of pressure, making a decision like this. Just hoping he can be happy...somewhere!

Trent is taking his stadardized testing this week in school. He is such a funny kid. He is LOVING these tests! He is stressing a little bit about not getting ALL the answers correct, but he loves taking tests! Plus, not having homework for a week is a bit appealing too!

I think we will have a low-key Easter this year. I don't have a lot of time to bake, etc., but that isn't the reason we celebrate anyways! I am looking forward to Easter, though! It is honestly one of my favorite times of year! PLUS, Trent can eat hotdogs again. The whinning will stop. Life will be good...again! HA!

Let me leave you with a beautiful little poem I copied off of the internet...somewhere.

Heaven's Very Special Child

A meeting was held quite far from earth

“It’s time again for another birth”

Said the angels to the Lord above

This child will need much love

His progress may be very slow

Accomplishments he may not show

And he’ll require extra care

From the folks he will meet down there

He may not run, or laugh or play

His thoughts may seem quite far away

In many ways he won’t adapt

And he’ll be known as handicapped

So let’s be careful where he’s sent

We want his life to be content

Please Lord, find the person who

Will do this special job for you

They may not realize straight away

The learning role they’re asked to play

But with this child sent from above

Comes stronger faith and richer love

And soon they’ll know the privilege given

Their precious child so meek and mild
Is Heaven's Very Special Child

I guess you pretty much know how I feel about austism and other disabilities found in our beautiful kids. I guess this is why I love the poem so much!

God Bless Your Day!

Do Ya Really Wanna Know?

2008-02-25T09:59:00.006-05:00

So, do you REALLY wanna know what I have been up to? Well for starters....

There is this:

Austin had winter formal. For the record may I state that I NEVER looked this good (even at their age). They started with dinner at Dave and Buster's, went to the dance at Lutheran West and ended at a party at Stephanie's house.

Secondly, there is this:

This is my wonderful nephew, Kyle. He turned eleven (I think it was 11) and we were happy to celebrate with him. I know the picture is slightly out of focus (darn!), but for some reason I love it!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KYLE! You are a gem!

And then...there is this:

My sister, Pam and her family have moved to the Kaszar farm temporarily. It has been quite an............experience. The "fun" side to the whole move is that they needed to clear every corner of the house. Rick's mom has lived their for MANY years and now is in a nursing home. All her possessions (and many of other people's possessions) have remained behind. I mentioned "fun" because it is a bit of a treasure hunt! There are wonderful little surprises buried everywhere. We have found quite a bounty! BUT, there are so many things needing to be ebayed......so.....I have been ebaying endlessly. What you see on my table is about 1/8 of what is left to be sold. **sigh** Anyone need an antique tea pot? Have you been looking for a silver champaign bucket? I'm your girl!!

Other than that, most of my time has been spent running to doctor appointments. Paige has been struggling with teasing again at school. My heart is aching for her. Sometimes it seems she never gets a break. Yet, she can be a tough cookies. She will get through it!

Hugs!

Welcome.....

2008-02-03T21:10:00.001-05:00

Well, we had somewhat of a disheartening weekend. Trent went to Dr. G this weekend for the first of a two-part evaluation. Each part is 1 1/2 hrs. long. To cut to the chase, it looks like there is definately Tourettes Syndrome and probably OCD and some ADHD. I don't really feel like elaborating. I think I need it to sink in. Don't get me wrong...I don't want you to feel bad for me. I'm not sad for myself, but maybe a little sad for my buddy. I still consider myself COMPETELY lucky to have the children I do. I am the one who is blessed to have them. I just need to grasp how I am going to do all of it.

Anyways, I found this essay on-line. I absolutely love it. I believe it had originally been written for a Downs Syndrome child, but nonetheless.....it's kind of what I've been thinking!

Welcome To Holland
by Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go.

Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome To Holland"."Holland?!?" you say, "What do you mean "Holland"??? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy"But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy.

But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills...Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy...and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned". And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.

But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things...about Holland.

It Warms My Little Pea Picking Heart!

2008-01-30T11:02:00.001-05:00

Oh....those Kodak moments. HA! Really, it isn't like this around here all the time. Actually, Trent isn't lovey that often. BUT, if he were to be lovey, Paige is definately one of the ONLY people to be on the receiving end of his affection. I just love his sweet, tender little face. AND, I love how he loves HER!

This photo.........well, this photo would be Trent at his best....WHEN HE IS SLEEPING! (Typical 8 year old boy!) Again, I could just MUSH that face!!! Too, too cute.

Go ahead.....envy me!

HA!

Back In Business! (For Trisha Jones!)

2008-01-27T15:29:00.000-05:00

Okay, well I haven't quite figured out why I am married to a computer genius but never have a computer that works properly! Anyhoo....I am back and in business.

You may have heard....the Buckeyes lost! BWHAAAA! I have to say, they were simply out-played. Eh.....we'll be back. Isn't that what you learn to say when living in Cleveland?

The biggest news around here would be our eventful weekend. Mike had to work in Chicago this weekend (again)! He left Friday evening. Friday after school, Trent came home and told me that he had his cub scout pinewood derby on Sunday. Oh....and he didn't have a car. It was more like a simple block of wood, four nails and four plastic wheels. I called my father-in-law and he agreed to help Trent make his car on Saturday. Well, to make a long story short, we found out that his car had to be weighed on Saturday at NOON! AHHHHH! Thank goodness I have a wonderful father-in-law. Trent and I basically jumped out of bed and got in the car on Saturday morning. We spent around three hours at Grandpa's. The guys worked on the car, painting the wood, adding the wheels, correcting the weight and making it race as fast as possible.

After leaving Grandpa's we went directly to the Annex at St. Paul to have the car weighed. When we arrived at St. Paul, I think both Trent and I were stunned. Honestly, these cars looked like masterpieces. There were cars that looked like KitKat Bars, Lizard Skins and Spiderman. The one that hit the hardest...was the one that was totally done like Ohio State. It was scarlet and grey with OSU decals. It was darling....and Trent's whole demeanor changed. It was then that I noticed that, not only did he want to compete in the Pinwood Derby with his DAD, but that he was holding a plain green block of wood. His car was basic.....SIMPLE, compared to the others. The plain block of wood was transformed into a green, plain block of wood. **sigh**

We weighed his car and had to leave it with the scoutmaster. When we got in the car, Trent was putting a good spin on everything. We discuss how it was "all about the speed" and not the paint job. We talked about how Austin's pinewood car had the same shape as Trent's and it was a winner! We discussed how next year dad wanted to spend "lots of time" making a cool Cleveland Browns car. (Yep, thought that one up quickly!)

On Sunday, my oh-so-wonderful husband rushed home from Chicago in order to attend the Pinewood Derby at 1:00 p.m. And guess what? Trent came in 3rd place! He is going to the next level of races! BEST of all? He got a trophy. You see, I have noticed that SOMEHOW a trophy makes everything better. Seriously! They should have trophies for eating the ONE meal your mom will make for dinner! Or, how about trophies for brushing your teeth! Better yet, a trophy for not wearing the same underwear two days in a row! Can you imagine the arguments that would be resolved if mother's only had an endless supply of trophies to hand out?

Anyhow, I have one happy scout on my hands! So....I'm going to be thankful for that!

On another note.....Is it windy enough for everyone? Our house sounded like a bag of bolts in the wind storm last night! Our trampoline went airborne across the development. It managed to take out our neighbor's lamp post during flight. It finally came to rest in ANOTHER neighbor's yard. Worse yet, our poor back-door neighbor! Last summer he finally finished building a wooden swingset for his young boys. He spent DAYS building this project only to have it blown over into our yard last night. Poor guy. He was out there hammering at 7:30 this morning.

I'm off to study the Book of Revelations with Paige's class. It has been such an interesting class. I have to say, I am learning so much and am very impressed with the teacher on this one!

Hugs!

P.S. Trisha Jones....I promise to get better. I NEVER want to be the reason you are bored at work. NEVER!

GO OSU!!

2008-01-07T10:43:00.000-05:00

Okay, so it is time to come out of the closet! I know I hide it well, by I am (as is my family) an Ohio State Fan. AND there is a big (and I mean BIG) game tonight. YIPPPEEE......So, that means, in the morning Ohio State will be National Champions (God Willing).

I was on a scrapbook message board this morning and I found the following picture. I feel somewhat guilty, because I believe the picture is someone's family (and I stole the picture!), but it made me giggle so I had to share it!

Yes, that would be Jesus as the "H" in "O-H-I-O"! How funny is that?

GO BUCKS!

Jenny

2008-01-05T14:18:00.001-05:00

I have a friend named Jenny. When I first met Jenny, I thought she was a little quirky, yet sweet. Jenny is physically a very pretty woman. She is a loving mother and wife. She is an excellent homemaker. AND she is an excellent health care worker. Jenny just cares about everything she does.

In the fall of 1999 ( I believe) Jenny and I chaperoned a trip downtown for our kids. Our two children were friends and were taking a trip to see News Channel 5 in downtown Cleveland. Now, if you know anything about that area of town, there are MANY homeless people in that section. I worked in downtown Cleveland for over 10 years. Seeing homeless was nothing new for me. I had always felt sympathy for them. Yet, in all truth, I never really DID anything about it.....until Jenny.

The day of our trip, I arrived in the morning at Jenny's house, ready to venture out for some fun. When I walked in Jenny was in the process of packing a large box with brown bag lunches. Jenny had made lunches for the homeless downtown. Little did I know, but our adventure would be MUCH more than a trip to News Channel 5.

That morning we spent two hours driving around downtown seeking out the homeless and placing lunches near their bodies, sleeping on the ground, covered in blankets. Some were awake, waiting to be acknowledged. Some just wanted a conversation...with anyone. Jenny delivered every lunch with a simple message. First she would ask "are you okay"? Then she would hand them a lunch and tell them that someone cared about them.

That day both Austin and I learned so much. We learned that being homeless not only meant a lack of shelter. Most often it ALSO meant a lack of respect, conversation, compassion and dignity. The homeless feel ignored to the point of feeling invisible. They want to be treated as if they matter and have a purpose. They want decency.

I won't lie to you, when we first handed out lunches both Austin and I were uncomfortable. We didn't know what to expect. But we both realized that in order to make a difference, we have to put ourselves aside. The world can't be about ME! Secondly, you have to stop judging people. Even those less fortunate than you or I have the same needs and desires as we do.

We did make our trip to News Channel 5 that day. But on the way home, it wasn't our TV appearance that was the topic of conversation. We all (kids included) talked about the people we had met on the street and the experience we shared.

I have come to realize that my life is a gift of grace. I am blessed to not only live in the U.S., but to have been born in the family I was and to have married into the family I now share. I could easily have been the orphan or the homeless woman owning only a blanket or shopping cart. I will not take that for granted.

Everyone I know lives in excess at times. Maybe it's multiple trips to Disney. Maybe it's a Christmas tree loaded with presents. Maybe it's indulging in a hobby too much. Whatever your poison, perhaps there should come a time to put it aside and do what's right. Don't make it...about you.

"At the end of life we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done. We will be judged by 'I was hungry and you gave me to eat, I was naked and you clothed me, I was homeless and you took me in.'Hungry not only for bread -- but hungry for love. Naked not only for clothing -- but naked for human dignity and respect. Homeless not only for want of a room of bricks -- but homeless because of rejection." ~ Mother Teresa

O HAPPY DAY!

2008-01-04T06:38:00.000-05:00

I am not spontaneous. Not in the least. Actually, I am a planner. I plan too much. BUT, last night something spontaneous happened....and it was great! Trish called because she was able to buy tickets for the Hannah Montana concert and was surprising her daughter with the tickets for last night's performance. And you know what? I GOT TICKETS TOO! Yeah! At first I was nervous because:

1) I am not spontaneous. Remember?

2) I am paying off my credit cards and have been trying not to spend.

3) I have NO idea how to get to the "Q."

Anyways, I called Trish and she offered to drive us......IN THE LIMO SHE HAD RENTED! Big relief! I haven't had too many limo rides, so this was a treat. As usual, Trish's husband managed to surprise she and Jamie with this treat and we rode on their shirtails! (Thanks, Chris) And away we went! And for the record, that is the ONLY way to arrive at a concert. The girls felt like movie stars! (I will add a picture of the limo soon. I didn't take my camera. Trish did the photography. We forgot to take a picture of the limo and she had run out of battery. Therefore I took the picture on my cell phone. So...I have to have Paige get it on the blog. I'm too old and not as computer saavy!)

It was a complete whirlwind. Paige had to scramble to do homework immediately after school and then shower and "primp" for the concert.

I must say, Miley Cyrus is a doll and really put on a show. But those Jonas Brothers...... Okay, these guys are no Matthew McConaughey and they are a little young for me, BUT......cute, cute, cute! I almost like them more than Miley. Almost........

We had a blast! It was so worth it. It was a great time with friends, but more importantly, a great time with Paige. She seems to glow when we do these things together! We don't splurge too often in our house, but it really is worth the cost to have an evening like that with Paige.

Onto other things...... I have to finish this stinking alphabet.

The Letter "V"

Valerie.....my name. I was never really crazy about my name (sorry, to whomever named me). BUT, I did enjoy my name when I worked in Patent and License at BP. Why....you ask? Because I met my dear friend, Valerie Salvino and we had more fun sitting next to each other ...both being Val's.

Valerie Salvino...my true friend. Val has been my friend through everything. She is probably singlehandedly the FUNNIEST person I know. Sometimes it seems like we actually think the same things at the same time. She has a heart of gold and can be tough as nails. I admire so much of what she has done. She has raised a fabulous daughter, Mandy....and has given her the best. And, quite a bit of the time she had to do it all on her own. She is an awesome, awesome person.

Valentine's Day. Okay, I love Valentine's Day. And when I met Trish and saw that she has a Valentine Tree.....I had to have one too! Somehow it makes me "get over" the dismanteling of Christmas!

Vera - As you have seen in earlier posts, my dad remarried this year. He married Vera! I just love Vera. She is so funny and warm. Did I mention that she is active? WHEW! I can't keep up with her! I think she must be 20 years physically younger than I am! AND she thinks my dad is funny. HA! That's because she hasn't known him that long. We will check back with her in a few years! Hee hee. I don't want to get too mushy, but as for Vera marrying dad......it was a good thing.

Vacations - My family hasn't taken a vacation in almost five years. Seriously. That is so sad. We have had many things come up that just kept us either time-wise or financially from having a vacation. This summer...we are taking a vacation. Period. I don't really even care where we go. Since Austin will be going to college in the fall, I want our family to have the time together. So.....I will let you know when the plans are made. (Notice I said "plans"?)

Well, today I have to scramble to get a few things done. I have to make Amish Friendship Bread, thanks to Jen and I have to go to the Photographers to see Austin's Senior Pictures. UGH! I hate that we have to spend this money when I have friends that do a better job! I also have a little shopping to do and more sleepovers tonight!

Hugs to everyone!

Out with the old..........

2008-01-01T11:14:00.000-05:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR! It is 11:14 a.m. on January 1st and I have NOT been able to yell that as of yet!

New Year's Eve is usually quiet around my house, and frankly...I like it that way. Austin went to a party at Leah Nagy's house (because he is 17 and actually has a life), but the rest of the family stayed home. We had burgers and fries from Five Brothers (our favorite) and played board games and had a movie night. Our movies consisted of Underdog (Trent's current favorite), License To Wed (Paige's current favorite) and Hairspray (so, so cute). You may already know that we LOVE to play board games, so that was a big part of the evening.

Trent was so excited for New Years. He and Paige received Silly String in their stockings and he couldn't wait until midnight to use this stuff. He warned me that if I fell asleep he would spray me with silly string. Unfortunately, this is what happened:

The "man with a plan" pooped out at 11:30 p.m. with Silly String in hand.

Yeah, and him too.............................

So...I guess a Silly String fight will be on the agenda today. That's good, as I will have more energy to clean up the mess!

I am really looking forward to the new year. I hope to make some positive changes....the timeless phrase "out with the old and in with the new" sounds good to me! I am not big on New Year's Resolutions because I never keep them. BUT....I am making a list of things I would like to improve upon in the New Year. Here goes:

1. I want to spend more time with God.

2. I want to be a better wife, mom and friend.

3. I want to lose weight. BOY, do I want to lose weight.

4. I want to exercise daily.

5. I want to guide my kids to be good people.

6. I want to get Austin settled in and happy in college and Paige settled in and happy at High

School.

7. I want to count my blessings.

8. I want to find a way to give back, especially random acts.

9. I want to try to be more outgoing.

10. I want to love people at face value.

Now for the trivial:

1. I want to be better at cleaning.

2. I want to declutter the basement and my scrapbooking room.

3. I want to learn how to decorate cakes.

4. I want to learn how to knit.

5. I want to make HUGE progress on my scrapbooks.

6. I want to make HUGE progress on deocrating the house.

7. Keeping up on the laundry would be nice.................

8. It would be nice to work on the hair and nails. I am looking too frumpy!

9. I want to read more books.

10. I want to keep up on my blog.

Gosh, I have been so short on words of wisdom lately. Maybe I have just been too busy in the Christmas/New Year's seasons. But, I have found some really cool comments made on the blogs of Tina Z. and Melody Ross. I think they need repeating as we ponder how we will spend our New Year.

Per Tina Z's blog:

I think you become a better human being by contributing in some way to the world. It doesn't have to be a big thing, and you don't have to have money or power. It can be little things - helping someone who needs help, working with an organization, offering simple kindnesses and common courtesies without expecting a reward.

When you help because it's the right thing to do, you know it whether anyone else does or not, and you've made your corner of the world just a tiny bit better. I think that when you feel good about yourself, all the rest, the eating, and the health, and the waistline, and the spirit - take care of themselves.

From Melody Ross' Blog:

What’s in YOUR little wrapped box when God hands you thoughts that are like gifts that make life make sense? Do you even open the box? Sometimes I don’t…today I did. I am going to try harder to open the box every time.

….I am thinking about the way that God chooses to bless us sometimes and the way we don’t always see things as blessings until much later in our lives….I am thinking about gifts that come that we see or don’t see….and sometimes that we leave unopened for way too long when the intention of the giver was that we would derive joy from the very moment that the gift was thought of…but that sometimes we don’t see. I am thinking of nothing in particular, but how many things fall into these categories……do you ever wake up with all of the bigness of life swirling around in your head in such a way that it makes you want to jump out of bed and live BIGGER…..to breathe it in and then to breathe it out…..to take it in and then give it out….GIVE IT OUT?

Okay, so I WILL make a resolution. I will try to open the box every day and discover the blessing inside!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS....

2007-12-26T17:08:00.000-05:00

Well, here it is the day after Christmas and I am still recovering. God Bless the early risers, shopping at all the sales. I am beat. Just a quick recap of the days events:

We went to church and dinner at the Olive Garden on Christmas Eve. My kids all had new Christmas outfits. Paige looked beautiful (as usual)! I bought myself a new sweater and a drama ensued. I went to put the stinkin' sweater on before church and it still had the anti-theft device attached to it. My hero, Mike, decided to take it off and it sprayed blue ink all over Mike and the sweater. I had no idea there was ink in those tags! I always thought they set off an alarm. Actually, I have never given them too much thought since shoplifting isn't my thing! HA! Needless to say, no new sweater this year!

One thing I have always done is a tradition I learned from my dearest friend, Barb. When they were young, they always received pajamas on Christmas Eve. I loved the thought of that, so I totally stole the idea and have made it a tradition with our family. My kids so look forward to this pair of pajamas. And in some odd way, they always seem more willing to "hit the hay" once they put them on. This year's pajama's were Ohio State pajamas. As you can imagine, they were a big hit. I was able to find Austin's and Paige's with relatively no problem. I had such a hard time finding Trent's! Eveyone was sold out. Now, you know, of all my kids Trent would be the most disappointed not to have Ohio State pajamas. But, by the grace of God, I found them two days before Christmas! JOY! JOY!

We got up around 7:30 a.m. to open presents. Not bad at all! Last year, Trent was up every hour on the hour. So, this was a vast improvement.

We had Christmas lunch at Pam and Rick's house. Dad and Vera were there. Sandy, Vera's daughter was also in attendance! I am so mad at myself for not getting a picture of Sandy for the blog! After lunch, we opened presents. Mike and I gave Dad and Vera Ohio State shirts (are you noticing a theme, yet?). They genuinely seemed to like them! Dad is so excited because my uncle Burt got him a huge OSU Flag for the front of his house. I'm feeling a little jealous about that and may have to search for one for my house as well!

Lastly, we went to Mom and Dad Blackburn's house for dinner and gifts. It was fun. We ended out playing LCR as a family! It is so fun! If you do not have this game, run out and get it! It is simple, quick and exciting! The boys, as usual, loved to play their video games and the girls enjoyed their Ipods, etc.

Anyhooo......tons of cleaning to do this week in preparation for New Years Eve!

My best to everyone!

"Give Thanks To The Lord, For He Is Good"

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

2007-12-25T07:43:00.000-05:00

I received this in an email from my dear friend Chris. I think it pretty much sums up the day!

You are cordially invited to
A BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!!!
Guest of Honor: Jesus Christ

Date: Every day. Traditionally, December 25

but He's always around, so the date is flexible...

Time: Whenever you're ready.

(Please don't be late, though, or you'll miss out on all the fun!)
Place: In your heart.... He'll meet you there. (You'll hear Him knock.)

Attire: Come as you are... grubbies are okay.

He'll be washing our clothes anyway.

He said something about new white robes and crowns for everyone who stays till the last.

Tickets: Admission is free.

He's already paid for everyone...

(He says you wouldn't have been able to afford it anyway...it cost Him everything He had. But you do need to accept the ticket!!

Refreshments: New wine, bread, and a far-out drink He calls "Living Water,"followed by a supper that promises to be out of this world!

Gift Suggestions: Your life. He's one of those people who already has everything else.

(He's very generous in return though. Just wait until you see what He has for you!)

Entertainment: Joy, Peace, Truth, Light, Life, Love, Real Happiness, Communion with God, Forgiveness, Miracles, Healing, Power,Eternity in Paradise, Contentment, and much more! (All "G" rated, so bring your family and friends.)

R.S.V.P. Very Important!

He must know ahead so He canreserve a spot for you at the table.

Also, He's keeping a list of His friends for future reference. He calls it the "Lamb's Book of Life."
Party being given by His Kids (that's us!!)!

Hope to see you there! For those of you whom I will see at the party, share this with someone today!

Merry, Merry Christmas to you all. And thanks to God, for the best present ever!

Okay....I'll Bite....

2007-12-22T08:04:00.000-05:00

Here we are, a few short days before Christmas. This year I managed to start WAY ahead of time and today I have most of my baking completed, the house decorated and many presents wrapped. Yet, I still will be going out shopping today and I am NOT looking forward to it!

My friend, Jen sent a Christmas questionaire to me that seems fun and informative...so here goes!

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Ooohh. That's a hard one. I like the convenience of gift bags but love the look of wrapping paper. I must admit though, that I do not enjoy wrapping.

2. Real or Artificial tree? Artificial tree. I love that I can leave it up as long as I like and not worry. Plus, I do not enjoy pine needles in the feet!

3. When do you put up the tree? No later than the weekend following Thanksgiving.

4. When do you take the tree down? New Years Day

5. Do you like Eggnog? I have never tried it. The name alone repulses me.

6. Favorite Gift you received as a child? Barbie House

7. Do you have a nativity scene? Yes, I have two of them.

8. Hardest Person to buy for? That would be Mr. Walter Blackburn. The man needs nothing and if he does, he buys it for himself.

9. Easiest person to buy for? Paige. The only difficult thing about buying for Paige is affording it. Her list usually equates the national debt.

10. Worst Christmas gift ever received? I don't think I've ever received a bad gift! Honestly! But I did get a nasty wedding gift. It was a basket (and I do like baskets) but about 30 of Mike's relatives went in on the basket. When I went to use the basket, I put one magazine in it (mind you, I said ONE magazine) and the handle broke off. Hhhmmm.....quality.

11. Christmas Cards...Snail mail or E-mail? I haven't sent them in years. I really want to start sending them again, but they are a point of frustration.

12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Elf....definately. I did go see the Chipmunks Movie with Trent and it was a keeper!

13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? That all depends on when the big boy hands over the cash.

14. Have you ever 'recycled' a Christmas present? No. I would feel too guilty.

15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Stuffing

16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Clear.

17. Favorite Christmas Song? O Holy Night.

18. Travel at Christmas or Stay Home? I love to be home, but we usually go over the river and through the woods (and down I-77).

19. Can you name Santa's Reindeer? Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, and Rudolph.

20. Do you have an Angel or a Star on top of your tree? A Bow

21. Open the Presents Christmas Eve or Morning? Morning

22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? Spending money and the bickering over church and state. Where is it okay to put a manger scene and a menorah? Frankly, my opinion is that it is Christmas in a big world. Room enough for them all....okay, except the KKK displays. NEVER room for those.

23. Do you decorate outside for Christmas or just inside (or at all?) Inside and Outside. I love the decorating bit.

24. Favorite Christmas cookie? Molasses although they are not just for Christmas.

25. Do you own Christmas clothing or jewelry? Yes, I must admit I do. And, unlike everyone else, my sweaters are not tacky.

26. Do you believe in Santa? Yep. And I believe in reindeer, the Easter Bunny, the tooth fairy and leprechans. So there.

Can you believe I am now headed for the mall to finish my shopping? I am hoping we will see National Treasure tonight. I am really getting excited for Christmas!

Peace.

The Sights And Sound of Christmas

2007-12-21T07:11:00.000-05:00

I have had a very busy week. I'm sure you all know how hectic he last week before Christmas vacation can become. First off, Trent had his Christmas program. It was so cute! His music teacher is sooo good at combining music, dance and instruments into her programs. I am always so impressed. And by the way, if anyone runs into the little girl to left of Trent in the photo where he is playing the bells, can you please tell her to keep her little eyes off of my little man and start playing her own bells? Yeah...thanks. (HA!)

Secondly, we had the class Christmas parties. I had to complete the teacher's Christmas gifts. I really wanted to post them here, but some of my "readers" are receiving the same gift so....you will have to wait!

Thirdly, I still haven't finished my shopping. It doesn't help that I only started it last week! I have a great deal done, and I have cut down my spending quite a bit, so that is good! The thing that is throwing me is that everything my kids want come in small packages (i.e. video games, DVDs, CDs). So, although a video game can cost $50.00 it looks like you've purchase NOTHING! Gone are the Little Tykes days when every present was almost the same size as our tree. Filling the area below the tree was actually less expensive and much easier!

In the midst of all of this chaos...Charlie, my dog has been quite sick. Ugh! He got into our garbage and must have had a hayday. Unfortunately, now he is paying for it. I am pretty strict about my dog only eating dog food and not table food. So, when this kind of thing happens....it ain't pretty. He has had "potty problems" all over the house for...hhmmmm....about a week and a day of vomitting. (Sorry...too much information!) Thank Goodness I am so poor about returning my sister's rug scrubber! I don't know what I would do without that thing! He seems to be recovering now, so hopefully I won't be cleaning the carpets twice a day!

Today I am off to deliver Christmas Cookies to dad, and our doctors. And HOPEFULLY I may finish some shopping as well.

Peace!

Caught!

2007-12-12T16:18:00.001-05:00

Today I was caught in the middle of a melt down. Now, before you get too excited, I wasn't in tears or anything like that.....But I was super angry with myself. Just to confirm the fact that I am NO MARTHA STEWART, I have these baking and crafting days that just bomb. And today was one of those days. I decided to take time to make chocolate covered pretzel Santas. I melted several colors of chocolate and painted each area of the mold to the specified color. After letting that dry, I poured milk chocolate into the mold, since that is the favorite chocolate of my family. Anyway....I have African American Santas. Now, I would hate to seem racists.....because I'm not. BUT, my family is Caucasian so I thought that would be the preference. Unfortunately, the chocolate bled through and my plan failed. Thank goodness, at this point, Trish called. I told her about my mistake and she burst into laughter. (Don't you love friends that remind you not to take yourself too seriously?) Anyhow, the kids thought they looked fine, so I'm going to try to quit beating myself up for the expensive (time and money) mistake!

I did make quite a few dozen peanut butter kiss cookies. They look yummy. Tonight I have to get scrapbooking and finish some Christmas presents! Maybe I can post pictures later!

The Letter "U"

There is nothing better on a cold, winter evening that crawling under a blanket!

My mother never wanted me to make up cute little names for the kids body parts. She always wanted me to tell them the REAL names. So....when I was pregnant with Trent and I was explaining it to Paige, I told her that Trent was in my uterus. And for the next six months I had a little girl that would march around my house yelling "uterus, uterus, uterus." It was even more fun when she would announce to strangers that her mom had a baby in her uterus. Honestly. Would I make that up?

I have a really funny uncle....Uncle Burt. He is like my dad's best buddy. They are like frick and frack. WARNING: Do not sit between them during a conversation. Neither can hear and it becomes a shouting match. You, therefore, would also suffer hearing loss. Trust me on this one.

Unfortunately, I have never attended a University. Maybe I will get the chance to do that one day.

My uncle Burt used to work for United Airlines (hence the hearing loss as stated above)!

Well, I am off to attempt more chocolate pretzels. This time I am making snowmen. I don't think I can mess the color up. :)

Hugs,

Suddenly a great assembly of angels from heaven appeared with the first angel, praising God and saying "Glory to God in the highest heaven and on earth peace to men with whom God is pleased."

And so begins a new stage.........

2007-12-11T19:39:00.000-05:00

This sign was left for Mike and I last night. This cracked me up! Trent is now leaving signs and "posters" all over the house. Most of the signs have to do with either Ohio State or Checkers tournaments at school, but somehow this note reared it's ugly head last night! And you may have figured out that we have now entered the "I'm not going to bed" stage. It's not fancy, but it is "to the point" and somehow tickled my funnybone.

And, speaking of Trent....... I am well aware that Thanksgiving is over, but he brought some left-over projects home from school this week that I am IN LOVE with. Mainly.....the following picture:

I'm not sure what I love more...the grin, the headress or that fact that he seems to be so bored. Hee hee hee!

Onto My Letter "T"

Trent - My sweet, quiet little last-born. Somehow he seems to make me feel young and old all at the same time. He is a blessing and life wouldn't be the same without him.

Yes, we are the evil people that own a trampoline. Listen, I know all the reasons they are unsafe and a liability....but my kids honestly use it every day. It's great exercise. Really.

I really miss my Aunt Teda. She was so sweet and funny. She passed away all too early. Austin is named after her father and that was the "end-all" to her. From that moment on, Austin was the most beautiful, intelligent, sweet child she had ever met. Did I mention that he never did anything wrong.........well, in HER eyes.

Tangled Blue - I have two cool friends, Aimee and Joel Pakan, and they are a Christian Rock group called Tangled Blue. I so admire what they do for the Lord. Just really cool, selfless people. And they allowed me to be in their wedding even though I was old enough to be the mother of the bride. Hahahaha......

Trish Turay - Honestly one of the finest people I know. You can read earlier posts if you need more gushing. OR you can log onto the www.workinprogresskits.com blog and see how she is multi-talented.

Teeth are one of the very first things I notice about a person.

My son, Austin, once owned a few fire-belly toads. They are cool creatures...from a distance.

I used to be able to type.....fast. Like....almost 100 words a minute. Not anymore. Darn it.

I used to work in the Oil Trading area of BP Oil Supply Company. I worked with all the traders. It was one of the best jobs I have ever had - exciting!! My first week on the job, the Exxon Valdez Oil Spill took place. I was the lucky recipient of many threatening phone calls. Really people, I didn't like those birds having oil on them any more than you did. I also did not pilot the ship.

When I was little, my Uncle Ern nicknamed me "tiger."

So long.......................

But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you, he is Christ the Lord. " This will be a sign to you You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.

Mark A Date!

2007-12-10T09:36:00.000-05:00

I was on my way to church yesterday and I started to think about WHY we only celebrate the birth of Christ once a year. I mean....the gift of Jesus never ends. Then I started to think about how I was going to teach Trent that the gift of Jesus should be celebrated year-round. So, here is the plan. I have marked a date on my calendar.....in July. On that date we will have Christmas cookies, sing some Christmas Carols, reading of the Christmas story from the Bible....and yes, maybe even a Christmas present or two. It will be Christmas in July. I don't want to commercialize the celebration too much. But, I would like to show him that the celebration of this season should NEVER end! Anyone else interested in marking a date with me?

I had a great weekend! Paige sang in her Christmas Recital at Bethesda On The Bay Lutheran Church in Bay Village. She sang Breath of Heaven. Love, love, love this song. I am always surprised at how well she can sing for her age. I am also surprised at how composed she can be in front of all those people! It made me happy that she chose this song. It was the only spiritual song in the whole concert....at a church. Hhhmmmm. She even had some strangers comment to her on her performance and choice of music. I think Paige's favorite part of the evening is that her friend Natalie and her father showed up for the recital! Now THAT is a friend. Most parents hate sitting through their OWN child's programs and dear Mr. J came to sit through Paige's. Good people. Above are pictures of Paige with her voice coach, Kate (such a nice person), her best friend-Natalie and of course, Trent! Mike is going to try to see if he can get a sample of it on the blog.....so stay tuned!

Sunday I spend the day baking. I made 1 1/2 doz. popcorn-ball snowmen. You can see the line-up above! This is a process, but it was really fun!! I also made some chocolate spoons for hot cocoa. Easy and fun! Austin had a few buddies over for the Browns game and Trent had two of his buddies over for the day. FULL HOUSE! I have found that one crockpot full of pulled pork can bring high school boys running to your house! Trent's buddies like the usual...hotdogs. Poor Paige, she just tries to stay clear and I don't blame her! She basically hid most of the day!

You will be happy to know that Trent has stumbled upon some information. Apparently, Santa has been spotted in Asia. Now, according to Trent, this is too early to be making the rounds. SO...he MUST be doing the whole "naughty and nice list" thing. Be on extra good behavior this week, people!

The Letter "S"

I love snow.

I love everything Southern Living, including the magazine. Good Stuff!

Of course, most people know that I have a great love for Scrapbooking. I hope that my kids use my scrapbooks to remember how much they are loved.

St. Paul has been our church home for the past twelve years.

This year, Austin's Senior Year, I became a Soccer Mom for the very first time.

I used to live in a Salt Box Colonial Style Home. I loved it. I love anything historical.

I have two sisters, Pam and Cindy. But, you already knew that, didn't you?

I am terrible at sports, but I still make an effort. If nothing else, my family gets a good laugh.

I still have a stuffed Santa from when I was a little girl.

I drive a black SUV.

Lastly, my heart is aching for the people of Colorado and the people of Utah who have been subjected to so much senseless crime. I pray they can carry-on and possibly have some small sense of joy this holiday season.

Hugs!

While Joseph and Mary were in Bethlahem, the time came for the baby to be born, and Mary gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Shepherds living out in the fields nearby were keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.

Breathtaking..............

2007-12-06T05:50:00.000-05:00

Well, my holiday spirit has definately been rejuvinated by all the snow. It is breathtaking.......

Did you happen to see Oprah yesterday? Mitch Albom, author of "Tuesday's With Morrie" has written a new book called "For One More Day." The basic idea of the book is how would you spend one more day with someone you love who has passed on. This got me thinking! Okay...and it got me wanting the book too! I don't know if it is the season, or what, but I immediately thought I would want to spend the time with my mom, baking for Christmas. I can remember as a kid getting just as excited to bake Christmas cookies as I was to open presents. Mom made everything from scratch. Can you imagine no refrigerated cookie dough? And her cookies always turned out perfectly and tasted delicious.

If you had a chance to see Oprah, you may have noticed how most people would spend their "extra day" doing ordinary things. No trips to Hawaii, no spending large amounts of money..... Most people would do something we usually take for granted. One woman said she would water the flowers with her husband and make him change the baby's diapers. Nick Lachey said that he would watch a game on TV with his grandfather. And of course, all of them simply wanted to talk. Interesting................ It really exemplified how we should appreciate each moment and how
life is made of ordinary moments. I cannot tell you how many times I reflect back on "ordinary moments" when I think of my mom.....and for that I am thankful.

Speaking of thankful, Tina had a list today on her blog of things to be grateful for on Wednesday, December 5. So, not to be outdone...here is my list!

Things To Be Grateful For On December 5, 2007

1. I am grateful that I still have my dad around to talk to everyday.
2. I am grateful that I have a husband who loves to spend time with his kids.
3. I am grateful that my dog no longer barks at the mailman (although it is due to hearing loss
from old age).
4. I am grateful Trent seems happy.
5. I am grateful that Paige has two good friends and can put the "junior high drama" into
perspective.
6. I am grateful Austin doesn't have after-school activities right now, because I love when he
comes home after school.
7. I am grateful for the island in my kitchen that can accommodate all my Christmas baking.
8. I am grateful for hooded sweatshirts. They are comfort clothes this time of year!

Onto....The Letter "R"

We took a vacation to a dude Ranch. At the end of the week, each "guest" had to participate in a rodeo. And, yes, we had to be on horseback during the rodeo. It was good fun.

Okay, we have already established that I am Republican. BUT, I have many democratic friends. That is what is so good about the U.S. We have choices. Also, you can love and appreciate people with different views.

A Rebel Camera. Will someone please buy me a Rebel Camera? Oh....yeah, I want the lenses too. If you buy it for me, I promise to take a VERY flattering picture of you. I promise!

Chris Rodrigues, my old neighbor, is truly being missed. Okay, the whole RODRIGUES FAMILY is being missed. Get back to Ohio!

My nephew, Ricky. This boy is starting to really amaze me. He is "coming into his own." He has a brilliant mind and a sweet disposition. What more could you want in a nephew?

I love rainey days. They are such good sleeping days!

I went to a Reba McIntyre concert years ago. I really wasn't a huge fan at the time, but it was a great concert. She is really a wonderful entertainer!

I do not like the taste of beef roast.

My all-time favorite color is Red. You will be seeing it in every room of my house. (That is, when all the rooms are painted and decorated. HA!)

Blessings on your day!

At that time, a decree said everyone had to go to his family's town to register. Joseph was from the family of David, so he and Mary went to Bethlehem, which was David's home.

FA LA LA LA LA!

2007-12-05T10:40:00.000-05:00

As I mentioned before, I LOVE SNOW! I was so happy to wake up this morning to a blanket of white! Thank you, Lord for the beautiful, clean covering! Above is the picture of my living room tree. This sucker is gonna go in my finished scrap room next year. Notice I said FINISHED scrap room? That would be early new year's resolution number one.

EVERYONE went to school today. Yippee.. No stomach aches, colds, etc. I hope to get more work done than I did yesterday. Next week is looking to be very busy, so I don't have much time to make progress!

I have been dreading......The Letter Q:

Quilts - I love quilts. I do not know how to quilt, but would love to learn. If I had my dream, I would own a big log house, near a lake with quilts hanging on the wall. I would also like to add a couple of Amish friends into that mix. I have always been intrigued by the Amish. I admire the dedication they have to their faith and their lifestyle. I would love to know them upclose and personal!!!

Quick Oats - I seriously love them. I eat them for breakfast most days during the winter!

Quick Kutz - Okay, so I had to have this tool a few years ago and now I hardly use it. I want a Cricut instead!

Quotes - I have a weakness for quotes. I love hearing the inspirational words of others.

Quickly - I have a tendancy to do things too quickly, making stupid mistakes. I'm not sure if I do this because I have so much to do or if I am impatient. Either way, it's not a plus!

Quiet Time - For the first time in a LOOOONNNNG time I have the luxury of quite a bit of quiet time. Since my kids are in school all day, sometimes it's too much quiet time and I am wishing them home. It used to be I couldn't get a minute's peace. I guess I will never be happy! HA!

Quiet - I can become quiet in certain situations. If I am busy, overwhelmed or uncomfortable I have the tendancy to become quiet. That being said, if I am comfortable...WATCH OUT! I may never shut up. I love to laugh, joke and have a good time!

Mary was engaged to a man named Joeph. But before they came together, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream. The angel told him that Mary was to have a baby from God. Joseph was to name the baby Jesus becaue he would save his people from their sins. He would also be called Immanuel, which means "God with us."

Peace..............

Be Prepared....

2007-12-04T09:37:00.000-05:00

Be prepared for the longest post ever!!! I have been so wrapped up in Christmas (no pun intended) that I haven't had much time to blog.

My sister, Cindy turned the "big 5-0" on November 19. Last weekend we had a small, family get-together to celebrate the momentous occasion. Of course, we had to have a pink cake. If you know Cindy, you know she loves everything pink, girly and gaudy. Love her.

Secondly, I have a new scout in my house and he is getting pretty darn excited about the pinewood derby. He came home from his pack meeting with a block of wood and four wheels, thinking I (a.k.a. Crafty Mom) knew how to make a car! HA! Noooo....that is something for dad. I just take the pictures of cute cub scouts!

I have been busy crafting some Christmas gifts and decorating the house. As promised (especially for dear Tina) here are some pics of the house AND of a few button trees I made (along with every other scrapbooker on the planet).

I must give credit where credit is due. Most of my "decorating" has been stolen (and yes, I mean stolen) from Trish Turay. What can I say? She is amazing!

I honestly do not know what I am going to do when Trent is no longer making Christmas ornaments in school. When we put our tree up this year, Paige said we have a "kid" tree. And you know what? We do. And I love that it has everything from a puppet made from popsicle sticks to beaded candy canes....all made at the hands of my kids. Today, my heart warmed when Trent brought home our latest edition. I love it. Frankly, I have been on the search for ornaments lately, and I have found nothing better than this!

Now....onto the letter "P." I have to get through this alphabet!

I have a beautiful daughter named Paige. I basically love everything about her. She is goodness and love rolled into one. I am SO thankful for this child.

I have an older sister, Pam. Pam is a really good person and an excellent nurse. AND she sends nasty jokes by email.

I love anything and everything pumpkin. I love the look of pumpkins during harvest. I love to eat pumpkin roll, pumpkin cookies, pumpkin bread, dinner in a pumpkin...you name it.

I work for 7 years in the Patent & License Law Department at Standard Oil/BP Oil. It was....quite an experience.

I am a planner. I plan ahead.....like years ahead. Trust me....it is a curse, not a blessing. I am totally working on living day to day.

I love paper. ANY PAPER! I love wrapping paper, napkins, notebook paper and of course, scrapbooking paper. I love prints and patterns. Love, love, love PAPER!

I love talking on the phone.....obviously. I dropped my cell phone in the swimming pool and then into a glass of soda, all in one day. So...the cell phone IS hurting.

I love posting on my blog. It is definitely one way to keep in touch with family and friends.

I'm so excited that it is snowing! I am not one to be affected by cold weather. I have always loved cold more than extreme heat. As a matter of fact, I just took off my flip-flops from taking the dog outside! Heheheheheheheh. Now it is time to throw on the fireplace and start my Christmas baking!

On a final note, since it is Advent I am going to do my best to put up a little scripture each day to set the scene ....well, and to keep us mindful of the real reason we celebrate!

God sent the angel Gabriel to Mary in
the village of Nazareth. The angel said, "Greetings! The Lord
has blessed you and is with you. You will give birth to a son, and you
are to name him Jesus. He will be called the Son of the Most High and
will reign forever, his kingdom will never end.

The angel also said, "The hold one to be born to you
will be God's Son. Even your cousin Elizabeth is going to have a
child in her old age. Nothing is impossible with God." "I am the
Lord's servant," Mary answered. "May everything you have said
come true."

The the angel left her. Mary hurried to visit her relative, Elizabeth.

At the sound of Mary's greeting, the baby inside Elizabeth
jumped for joy. Elizabeth told Mary that she was blessed because she
believed that what the Lord said to her would really happen.

Now.....go create some warm memories of such a blessed season!

Here I AM!!!!! ::Jumping Up And Down::

2007-11-26T09:38:00.000-05:00

Here I Am! I am back! It has been a whirlwind two weeks, so forgiving me for dropping out of site! Let me catch up a little bit!

Firstly, we took the kids to Chicago. Mike had work in Chicago, so I decided to take the kids to ESPN Zone to watch the Ohio State/Michigan game. May I just say that Austin LOVED it there? Apparently he wants to live AND die there. Thats.....refreshing. Notice his "Choke" shirt? It says something about Choke being the official drink of the Michigan Wolvarines. Got lots of good compliments on that! Anyways, OF COURSE the Buckeyes won, so who could ask for more? The streets and stores were absolutely crazy due to a tree lighting celebration. But, it was fun. Isn't Chicago always fun???

The above pictures were taken by Austin in Chicago. I really like his "eye." I thought I would share a few!

We had a quiet Thanksgiving at Mike's parents house. We haven't had a holiday dinner with them in years, so it was a nice change! We are now DEFINATELY onto Christmas around our house! I will post about our decorations later, because I hate to be outdone by Tina!

Back to the alphabet...............

The Letter "O"

Orville Stifel - Love and respect this guy. He is quite possibly one of the nicest people I know.

Ohio State - LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the BUCKEYES!

Obituaries - Unlike my sister, I do not read the obituaries. Thats too much for me.

Octopus - I have eaten them and I DO like the taste. Other than that, these creatures freak me out a little bit!

OCD - Hate it.

Open Minded People - I love open-minded people. Life is too short, the world is too small and nothing is accomplished by judging and not accepting people as they are. Period.

Office Supplies - I have a serious addiction to office supplies. That must go back to my secretary days!

The Wizard of Oz - This movie seriously gave me nightmares as a kid. Paige LOVED it as a kid. Hhhmmm.......

Oreo Cookies - I do not like Oreo cookies, but my kids love them. The sugar actually makes my teeth hurt!

Orthodontists - I'm so sick of paying an orthdontist. I almost have two kids done with one left in the wings!

Lastly, my friend Trish's mom is in the hospital. She apparently has had a heart attack. I feel so bad. This is one lady who has been through so much health-wise. So, please say some prayers for Carol. You know, in talking with Trish this weekend, we were talking about how important it is to live a life without regrets. How we should try to be the best mom, daughter, wife, friend while we have a chance. I have seen this in Trish. So.....keep on going, Trish. No regrets.

Hugs!

Flooded With Memories

2007-11-14T06:33:00.000-05:00

This morning I opened my friend, Trish's blog and she had written about her youngest son. She wrote of how he doesn't like to wear pants, only his diaper. She talked of his temper. She talked about his knowing how to get into the pantry and knowing EXACTLY where the suckers were located. I loved this post. It brought back so many memories of when my kids were young.

When Austin was young, everything was a sword. He would beg me to make hats out of newspaper and he would want his blankie tied around his neck as a cape. The wand to my vacuum cleaner became his sword. He would duel with many imaginary "bad guys." Soon, grandma caught on and she sewed him a real cape...and he was the real deal. I can still see it, today. He would jump and yell "YAW" when we would walk into the room. So cute.

Paige was so quiet when she was young. Her favorite hobby was watching Austin, and trying to do everything he was doing. She has always loved, admired and looked up to Austin. She had plastic high heels and she would run behind him trying to be every character he was portraying....all the time in plastic high heels. She would slip all over the place on our hardwood floors, giggling the whole time.

Trent, too was very shy when he was small. But, to Trent, everything was a hat. It could be a towel, a pair of his brother's boxer shorts, the ice cube bucket from the refrigerator or a tupperware bowl. This kid always had something on his head as a hat. And with it....a HUGE grin. The other funny thing about Trent is that he always wanted to teethe on a toothbrush. NOW I have to beg him to brush! How funny is that.

My kids have grown so much since those days. It makes me smile, yet makes me somewhat sad that they have grown up so much. But it is so fun to be flooded with all those memories of when they were so young!

Onto the Letter "N" {{TA DA!}}

Napkins. When I was young I used to collect paper table napkins. Weird, I know. My mom would always give me an extra one from her package. I kept them in a binder. I loved the decorations on them and the patterns. Now that I think about it, it is probably where my love for paper began! AND.....speaking of napkins. My husband WILL NOT use the word napkin. He thinks it sounds vulgar (as in a woman's personal product). So, he uses the phrase "facial wipe." Again....weird. See why we have been together so long?

Nursing. My mother was a nurse. My sister, Pam is a nurse. My aunt and my cousin are nurses. OH! And my cousins wife.....yep, she is a nurse. When I was younger I wished I could be a nurse, but I do not have the stomach for that stuff. I don't know how nurses do what they do, but I am GLAD they do! I will tell you, there are not many great nurses left. But, of the ones out there, I think my sister is at the top. She is a fabulous nurse. I think that is cool.

Nerves. Nerves are a constant problem in my house, especially for my two youngest kids and their mom.

Nick. I have a nephew, Nick. He is a ball of energy. He is confidence, good-looks, sarcasm, stinker and sweetness all rolled into one. I love this kid.

Nin. Nin is the nickname we have had for my sister, Cindy FOREVER. Sadly, she even answers to it.

Natalie. Natalie is my daughter's best friend. We have known Natalie for many years, but she has only become best friends with Paige in the past year. It is SO RARE to find a girl in junior high and think....she is a nice kid. But, Natalie is a nice girl. Love her. Love her family. I'm praying that she and Paige remain friends. It's not everyday that your kids make a friend that changes their life for the better.

Nightmares. My son, Trent has many nightmares. Sometimes is concerns me, but it may just be a part of growing.

The "Not Good Enoughs." Well, this may not sound very nice, but this is the nickname I have coined for a group of people at our church. They stick to themselves and their own little group. They consider themselves holier than most people and do not consider many people worthy of their friendship. They are the first to point out everyone else's sins and to deem who will and will not be going to heaven. For some reason, I find this to be EXACTLY how the Lord WOULD NOT want us to behave. I used to work at being friendly with them. Not any more. I have come to realize that they will never consider my family to be "good enough." Eh...their loss.

Negative people get me down and I tend to shy away from them. They are too much for me to handle. Besides, life is WAY harder if you don't count your blessings!

I have been down (as in ...flat on my back) for about three days with the worst sinus infection. Today is the first day I feel a little better and actually feel like getting something accomplished. So, I better get to it!

Hugs!

MMMmmmmmmm......

2007-11-13T09:49:00.000-05:00

Well, well, well...if it isn't the letter "M."

Let me start with the most important "M"...Mike Blackburn. I love this guy. Seriously. I can't really remember a time when I haven't loved him because I met him so long ago. He is funny, warm, laid-back, supportive, kind, sometimes annoying, tone-deaf, unselfish, Godly, frustrating and loving. Oh...and he is MINE !!!!!

That brings me to marriage. I have been married to Mike for 20 years (and dated him 8 years prior). I love being married to Mike.

I have had two miscarriages in my life. The first one was 3 months after Austin was born. That one was rough and totally taught me to be thankful for little ones. The second was Paige's twin. I honestly cannot wait to see those two babies in heaven.

My best friend is Marilyn Stifel. I met Marilyn at St. Paul when our oldest kids were in grade school. She is TOTALLY outgoing and I am TOTALLY not outgoing. She has a enormous smile. Every day she would greet me with that smile and a hug. Thats the kind of person she is. She is everything I consider to be good in a person and I am so lucky to know her. AND she is Trent's Godmother!

Martha Stewart. I know I tend to talk about Martha quite a bit. I am intrigued by her although I find her to be a bit snooty. I bet she is a huge pain-in-the-can to work with every day. I also bet she doesn't know as much about cooking, baking and crafting as we think. BUT, I think she is an saavy business woman and that is cool. Besides, I love her products and her show inspires me to do fun things!

Mental Illness. Don't get me started. I won't talk about family issues, but I will say that we strongly need to start fighting for the health care of the homeless. If you don't think these homeless people are good people, fighting mental illness (with NO health care) than I think YOU may be one crayon short of a full box.

I love to roast Marshmellows. I like mine burned.

Milk makes me sick to my stomach.

Now...the best for last...MATTHEW MCCONAUGHEY! Yum, yum, yummy deliciousness.

Later!

Veteran's Day

2007-11-12T09:37:00.000-05:00

Well, it's Veteran's Day and I would like to start with a hearty THANK YOU to any and every Veteran and their respective families. The dedication and pride of those who have served and continue to serve our country never ceases to amaze me. My father served in the United States Navy. He was stationed on the Ticonderoga. His brothers served in the military, as well. See my dad's picture above? Wasn't he a studly man? (That was many years ago, dad.)

This past weekend I watched a documentary about WWII. Many of the men that served in that war went immediately from high school graduation into the war. Some even younger had tricked the government and enlisted before legal age. If they were caught serving before they were of age, they enlisted again as soon as they become of legal age. They felt such a calling to serve. They had such a passion for their country.

To me, serving your country in the military is one of those things that just surpasses any political party affiliation. We are all Americans and should all stand behind those who put their lives on the line for our freedoms.

Onto the letter "L."

Laundry. Why am I constantly doing laundry? Why do all of my children have an minimum of two outfits a day? Where did I go wrong?

Lutheran West is where my husband and I went to high school and met. Our son Austin is a senior at Lutheran West and Paige will be a freshman at Lutheran West next year.

Blake Lewis. He is my daughter's current obsession. Do you remember him from American Idol? He is a pretty talented guy and I must admit, rather cute.

Laughter is truly medicine. I believe everyone should laugh a little each day. If I didn't....I would probably be crying. So, I'll stick with laughter. Wait! Did I mention how good it is to laugh at yourself?

Logan is the original name I picked for Austin. I changed the name because my dad didn't like it and I always did what he said. Eh...I like the name, Austin better anyways.

Licensing. I can file for a trademark license in the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office. I worked in Patent and Licensing at BP for the first six years after college. LOTS of life experiences there.

I have thin lips and don't really like them. Especially the top lip. Ick.

Lorain County Community College is where I got my degree in Secretarial Science. Let me tell you, I always felt like I wasn't that smart because I didn't go away to a four year college. That was until I graduated from LCCC and got my job at BP. When I was making more cash than my friends who went four years, I felt a little better. Moral of the story: Don't sell LCCC short.

I'm not big on wearing lipstick. My mom always told me that it drains the color from your lips. So, I prefer Vasoline.

My sister Cindy named the first fish she ever caught....Lollipop. (See photo! Wasn't she cute?)

I have a loving family. I am one lucky mommy.

I am off to make pumpkin rolls. We go through that stuff like the locust around here!

Hugs,

A Gift

2007-11-09T11:48:00.000-05:00

Today I received the nicest gift. Around 7:00 a.m. this morning I received a call from my friend, Ruth. She left a simple message....."I am praying for you, your family and your kids and I just wanted you to know." Simple...yet remarkably touching to me. AND it made my day and possibly my week. What a gift, to have a friend that remembers you in this way, for no reason in particular. What a friend to give my family the gift of prayer. I am feeling particularly blessed this morning!

So, if you don't know what to give the person that has everything, how about a call like the one I received from Ruth.

Onto the Letter "K"

I have a sister-in-law named Karen, who may quite possibly be super mom. I sometimes stand in awe at how she manages to get everything done and do it so well. Besides that, she loves the Lord. Very Cool.

I have two wonderful nephews, Kyle and Kevin. Yep, they are brothers. Kyle is Trent's answer to "who would be your hero?" In Trent's eyes, Kyle is the know-all, be-all. In my eyes, he is pretty darn close to that too. Kyle is a kind, good-hearted boy. We are so lucky to have him around! Kevin is just as awesome. He was always an indepent person growing up. I know thats not always easy to raise, but on the other hand I loved that about him. You always knew he would be "okay." And, Kevin is hard-working, to boot. I love that in a kid. Did I mention he is a genius with computers? Yes...(he heads the Geek Squad...seriously, he does! heheheheh)

My niece, Kimberly. I know I have mentioned her before, but I could gush about her for days. This is one cool lady. She has a heart of gold. I never hear a bad word from her. She is just goodness rolled into one person. Love her...proud of her. By the way, did I mention all three kids come from the same parents? I consider that a job well done!

I LOVE Kip from the move "Napoleon Dynamite."

My kids love Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and will accept no subsitutes. No cheap knock-offs where Mac N Cheese is concerned.

I love frozen Kit Kat bars.

I love Kohl's Department Store. It is one of those places where I seem to find everything I am looking for.

One of my favorite treasures is a knife set my sister bought for me.

I watched Kelly Pickler cry on the CMA Awards.

Karen Foster's products are too cutsy for me, yet I have used some in layouts.

WHEW! That was a tough list.

I have a ton of baking to do, but I love it. Lots of cleaning. I have to get the house ready for kids watching the Cleveland/Pittsburgh Game. Guess who I am cheering on?

What is Santa Bringing?

2007-11-08T10:18:00.000-05:00

Well, I wonder what Santa is going to bring! If I were a parent of young children I would be concerned right about now. All of the lead showing up in these toys is ridiculous! It will be interesting to see if and how much it will effect the "buying" season.

Here are my concerns. Firstly, how about a little regulation? Is anyone checking what is imported into our country? Or are we just trusting that everyone has big love for us Americans. Secondly, I'm a little tired of hearing the apologies of the toy companies. Quit apologizing and take some action. Thirdly, anyone interested in talking to China about this problem? I bet some of the homeless veterans would be willing to take jobs in American companies, making toys. Thirdly, so......how long do you think our kids have been ingesting lead and what do you think are the health ramifications? Very, very frightening to say the least.

Whew, on to bigger and less important things.

The Letter "J"

I have two wonderful friends named Jen. Jen Bueck went to High School with me. She was sweet back then and she is even sweeter now! My friend Jen Forbus I met through scrapbooking. We have MANY things in common and I think she is the berries. But, I'm a little afraid to have her read my post on the letter "R" when she discovers I am Republican. (SSHHhhh....don't tell her!)

I wear jeans almost every day. Look, I spend most of my day cleaning and running errands. I am my own best friend, so I have no one to impress. I think jeans are okay.

I have an amazing sister-in-law named Jane. She is really sweet AND a good cook. As a matter of fact, I made a recipie I got from her..last night for dinner. And it was a hit! And you will see the recipie below! And I hope you like it!

You may have got the idea that I love Jesus. He did an amazing thing for me and for that I feel thankful.

JO Volleyball will take up most of my time this winter. It is a very full schedule. Did I mention that it is going to take up most of my money as well?

My husbands brother is named John. He has huge bucks. Enough said.

I have a neighbor named Jack. Well, not really. I have a neighbor named Craig but we call him Jack. You see, when he and his ex-wife first moved in I only heard her name....Jill. Therefore, until we got to know him he was named Jack. And it kind of stuck.

I am not good at telling jokes. And, most jokes anymore....well, I don't think they are funny. Crude has become the new "funny" and I'm just not interested.

And now for the amazing recipie!

Pepperoni Bread

Ingredients:

Frozen Bread Dough

Egg

Pepperoni Slices

Mozarella Cheese

Parmesean Cheese

Italian Spices

Set the oven to 375. Lightly grease a cookie sheet. (I just sprayed Pam.)

Roll frozen bread dough out into a rectangle. Brush dough with beaten egg. Arrange pepperoni, mozzarella cheese and parmesan cheese over the dough. Sprinkle on the Italian seasoning. Roll up dough like a jelly roll and pinch seam to seal; place, seam side down, on prepared baking sheet.

Bake in preheated oven for 40 minutes, or until golden.

When serving we dip slices into heated spaghetti sauce. YUM! And serve with nice, fresh salad!

And finally, a word of warning:

THIS is what happens when you don't fold your laundry quickly enough!

I don't like my color....

2007-11-07T10:03:00.000-05:00

I don't like the color I turned out to be!!!! I think it is true, but I didn't like it. Besides, it kind of makes me sound lazy. Hhhhmmmm.....I don't like that. I don't THINK I'm lazy. You can go ahead and read this little diddy. I will be in the kitchen with my feet proped up, eating bon-bons. Me? Lazy????? BWHAHAHAHAHA!

you are aquamarine#7FFFD4

Your dominant hues are cyan and
green.
Although you
definately strive to be logical you care about
people and know there's a time
and place for thinking emotionally.
Your head rules most things but your heart
rules others, and
getting them to meet in the middle takes a lot of your energy
some days.
Your saturation level is medium - You're not the most decisive
go-getter, but you can get a job done when it's required of you.
You probably
don't think the world can change for you and
don't want to spend too much effort
trying to force it.
Your outlook on life is very bright.
You are sunny and
optimistic about life and others find it
very encouraging,
but remember to tone
it down if you sense irritation.
the spacefem.com html color
quiz

Getting Worried...

2007-11-07T06:37:00.000-05:00

Okay, so it is no secret that anxiety disorders are running rampid through my family. Usually Paige is my biggest concern, but she is doing quite well. Today, my concern would be Trent. Have you gotten tired of hearing me whine about all this junk yet? Sometimes I feel bad putting it out here, but we all know that blogging is therapy! HA! It does help to write it down and get it out of your head, ya know?

Anyway, Trent has had a small tic for a while and lately it has become a big tic. As a matter of fact, the kids in school are commenting etc. and I have had to talk to the teacher. He is going to have an evaluation by the psychiatrist, but that won't be finished until the beginning of next year. YES, it is closely related to OCD and probably an indicator. (Round Two.. **ding, ding, ding, ding**)

He was so upset after school yesterday telling me about "not being able to control it" and the kids telling him to "shut up." (You may have figured out that it is a vocal tic.) Really, this guy is so little and has so many up-hill battles that it is killing me. So, if you are the praying kind...just lift this little one up to heavens for me. He is just so little, ya know? (No pity....just prayers!) I am a lucky mom. I have got some great kids.

I put some crazy pictures of "the Trentster" at the top because he is a good, silly little man. Can you see what I get when I want to take his picture? Lots of nose picking and bucket scratching...... The little stinker!

On to brighter things (I think...this one was difficult!).........

I love ice cream, but rarely eat it because it makes me sick to my stomach.

I used to ice skate as a kid and made the boys pay me 25 cents to skate one lap around the rink. (not nice, I know.....it was in the past people...and I was a KID! HA!)

I really want to go to IKEA. I have never been there and would like to shop, shop, shop!

I love Impressionist Art.

I never change my weight on my ID. My husband thinks I am breaking the law because I am falsifying information. Hhhhmmmm...they will have to get over that one. Besides, they may think I still weight 127....hehehehhehehe.

I think there should be no illegal aliens in the United States. You either enter legally or it's back home with you. That simple....

I have no skill for driving on ice and getting out of a spin. But I am facinated by large icicles. As a kid I used to suck on icicles. Mmmmmm.....nothing like the cool taste of gutter dirt.

Soooo......onto another day!

Hugs,

Oh Boy....

2007-11-06T19:43:00.000-05:00

This may not be good. I have seen this interesting little game on Jen and Tina's blogs so I figured I will partake. But, I must admit....I'm scared.

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current car)-Beau Envoy
2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)-Butter Pecan Molassas
3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name) -vbla
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)-Red Dog
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)-Jean Elyria
6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first) -Blava
7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)-The Green Diet Pepsi
8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)-William Emil (EEEWW - Who would want that name?)
9. STRIPPER NAME: ( the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy)-Burberry Chocolate Strawberry
10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names )-Lou Emil
11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)-Glover Gainesville
12. SPY NAME/BOND GIRL: (your favorite season/holiday, flower)-Christmas Sunflower
13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)-Watermelon Sweatsy
14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)-Eggs Cherry
15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”)-The Scrapbooking Sunshine Tour

Okay, then.......This is Goodnight from BURBERRY CHOCOLATE STRAWBERRY!

Peeved!

2007-11-06T11:04:00.000-05:00

Well, it didn't take long to set me off this morning. Today is an election day and normally I think those are pretty exciting days. BUT, today I was a little peeved. I drove Trent to school today and we were greeted by approximately fifteen people lined by the school holding signs for their candidate. I really didn't feel comfortable dropping him off in all of that, so I walked him inside.

Inside, it was chaos. Between massive amounts of kids and voters, the halls were packed. And it made me really unhappy. To me, having voting in a school that is "in-session" is just a huge risk. Normally our school is locked like a fortress. Don't EVEN try to get in the back door unless it is the weekend. The front doors are monitored by cameras and a "buzz-in" system. I am all good with this. In this day and age, I think we need to take precautions. But really......all these strangers in our school, with our kids, with God-knows-what in their possession....I'm not liking it. Poor choice guys. Really...we tell our kids to stay away from strangers and report a stranger in their building and then......we invite them inside!

I wish they would have had the kids stay home today or would have found another location for voting. Only a few years ago, I pulled into our school parking lot to find police cars filling the parking lot. They stopped me before entering to tell me that I had to pick up my children at Westlake High School because we had a bomb threat and had to evacuate.

So, I'm putting my faith in Trent's teacher (who is a wonderful teacher) to look after my little bug today amongst these strangers.

On another note, my dad thinks this whole "alphabet thing" is making my blog pretty boring. I, on the other hand, am challenged to come up with these answers! PLUS, I love hearing my friends answers. So, dad......work with me.

We have had many hermit crabs as pets. Warning: Stay clear of the "purple pincher."

I am extremely concerned about our country's Health Care System. Especially since my kids will need it...BADLY...in the future. Did you see the 70 yr. old gentleman who just robbed a bank because he couldn't afford his health care bills? Do you know that a large amount of the homeless are those needing mental health care and they cannot obtain the care? GGRRRRR......

Heaven...In my gut, I know it exists. I want to be there some day. I know that a lot of people I care for are there right now...partying!

I have loved doing my daughter's hair since she was a little girl.

When I was little, I wanted to be a hippie. Of course, I was born in the 60s so that kind of makes sense. I really didn't understand hippies, except that I thought they wore cool clothes and they liked peace signs!

I loved going to High School, but I pretty much hated every day of Junior High. Doesn't everyone?

I love Holcomb's because I secretly have always wished I was a teacher. To me, it is like a candy store.

My husband wanted to propose to me in a helicopter over Niagra Falls. Remember the letter "F" and fear of flying? Yeah....it didn't work. NO getting in the plane. I knew his secret plan to kick me out of the helicopter and cash in on the rock.

I once received a rubber hand (more like a bloody stump) from my husband as a gift. Ask me about it sometime.

Finally, I had a warm moment last night. My two boys played together a great deal of the evening and it ended with hugs, cuddles and kisses. Sometimes you get a brief window that makes you think you MAY have done one thing correctly. :) (See photos above! I know one was blurry...but I just had to add it!)

Hugs.....

Drum Roll Please!

2007-11-05T06:42:00.000-05:00

Well, she did it. After a few very long weekends, Paige made the Advance JO Volleyball team. We are pretty darn excited. This is how it works......if you "overly enjoy" this sport you usually begin JO around 5th grade (I would guess). If you have a good experience, you would stick with the same team (basically) until you no longer WANT to play JO. Unfortunately, Paige played one year of JO (the year she was diagnosed) and it wasn't that great of an experience on her team (poor coaching, etc....). Due to "other circumstances" we didn't try again until this year and we were getting the idea that she may be shut out. We thought all the teams may be filled. You go to these tryouts (and pay to tryout for each team ...ugh) and you can have anywhere from 45 to 250 girls trying for 5 positions. ANYHOO...they asked 15 girls to stay out of the multitude and she was one of them. Now we have to come up with the $650.00.

Wait... did I hear someone beckoning to hear the letter "G" list? ::drumroll::

G

My oldest son, Austin will be graduating from Lutheran West in the spring.

I'm not a fan of gossiping. I'm not saying I don't do it...I'm just never proud when I do. Trying to stop that AND trying to raise a daughter who doesn't value gossip as well.

I have a sensitive gag reflex. Honestly! I'm gaging all over when I brush my teeth. (TMI?)

I hate grocery shopping unless you give me an unlimited amount of money. And oddly enough, for some reason I am more interested in grocery shopping during the months of September-April. I'm not sure why!

When our kids do something foolish...I admit we call them names. I ususally call them "goobers" and my husband calls them "gloobkas." No, I do not know what a "gloobka" is.

My husband and I are obsessed with our grass. We want a golf course out there, people! Recently we were attacked by grubs, which caused great distress.

Speaking of golf, if you are a Blackburn you must know the game of golf. Period. Otherwise you risk shunning.

I'm not a person who gushes. Although I will gush around babies and children. I cannot help myself.

My garage ALWAYS needs cleaning.

Today I have one home sick from school and one with the day off from school. Who knows what will be happening!

Hugs!

Give THEM the camera!

2007-11-04T08:35:00.000-05:00

You know, sometimes I give my kids the camera and they come back with some really cool photos. Usually they are a shot a mom would NEVER capture. Here are three of my new favorites. It's kind of funny that they were taken by different kids, but similar poses. Hhhmmm.....

Goofy, I know.

Oh, for the love of Tina...I mean...Pete!

2007-11-03T21:37:00.000-05:00

Well, Tina is at it AGAIN! Another little trivia game.......so here goes.

Use the 1st letter of your name
What is your name? Valerie
4 letter word: Vice
Vehicle: Viper
T.V.Show: The Virginian
Movie: Valley of the Dolls
City: Valparaiso
Boy Name: Vincent
Girl Name: Victoria
Drink: Vanilla Coke
Occupation: Vet
Something you wear: Vest
Celebrity: Valerie Harper
Food: Vegetable Lasagna
Something found in a bathroom: Viagra (Disclaimer: Not found in my bathrooms)
Reason for Being Late: Violent Stomach Pains !??
Something You Shout: V-I-C-T-O-R-Y
Something You Call Someone Liked: Valuable

Introducting: The letter "F"

F

I try to be faithful.
I love my family.
Watermelon is my favorite fruit.
I have short, chubby fingers.
I don't have gobs of friends, but the ones I do have are amazing people and make me feel blessed.
I have a huge, and I mean HUGE, fear of flying.
My family is full of football lovers.
I hate doing our finances and leave that job to my husband!
I love my fireplace and consider it a complete luxury.
We have several fish in our pond.
My son, Austin has always been a frog lover. He even owned fire belly frogs.
My first car was an Oldsmobile Firenza. I bought it new off of the lot when I got my job at BP.

Paige has two more JO tryouts today and I am a little worried. I think she may be getting strep throat. I was up with her during the night. I had her gargle with warm salt water. Of course, Trent joined in. He kept having nightmares. He kept waking me up asking for "things to think about" so he could go back to sleep.

I had one of those days yesterday where you clean all day and your house looks exactly the same when you are finished. Exactly how does that happen? So, today I am going to help Trent work on a school project and I will once again attack the house. I need to take down the Halloween decorations (sorry Trish, they are still up) and make the house a little more harvesty. (Is that even a word?)

Sorry my posts have been so full of fluff lately. I have been really busy. I will improve soon...I promise!

Peace Out!

The Unveiling...

2007-11-03T06:05:00.001-05:00

The Unveiling of the Letter "E." I am totally dreading this letter. I can't think of anything that begins with the letter E but for some reason lots of letter As and Bs are running through my head five days too late. Isn't that how it usually works? So, here I go.

I sell things on ebay.

I am becoming addicted to Etsy.com

I need to start exercising again. Believe it or not, at one point in my life I was addicted. Then I had children. I need to start again.

Eating....{{sigh}}. This is something I need to stop in conjunction with starting the exercising.

I was raised as a member of Emmanual Lutheran Church (Synod ELCA).

My first house was on Electric Drive in Bay Village.

Easter is one of my favorite holidays.

My dad's middle name is Emil and Vera loves it. Yuck. Love you, Vera...just not the name Emil (for reasons we have discussed!)

Sorry, thats all I have people.

It's been a crazy busy week and by the looks of my house you can tell! Last night we spent the evening at Lutheran West for the soccer banquet. I wasn't thrilled about going, but totally wanted to go for Austin. We ended out having a nice time! We sat with our friends, Ali and June Ilhan. Their son, Mark has been friends with Austin since St. Paul. Really, really good people. I have "studied" them over the years. NEVER a bad word comes from their mouths about anyone. They are uplifting people and above all...HAPPY. I don't think Ali stops smiling..ever. They totally live their faith. Again...good people. I'm gonna work on this!

I'm loving the fact that I wake up to frost every morning. I am a winter person which makes it much more bearable to live in northeast Ohio. I love every season as it comes. So this frost is making me feel all cozy and warm inside. I'm a little odd, so sometimes I get up early just to see the frost!

As for our weekend, two more JO tryouts, two doctors appointments and a very important soccer game to watch on TV. If you didn't know...there is a professional team called Blackburn (from England) and for some reason we are EXTREMELY partial to them. They have a big game today!!!

Lastly, I had to make some of my mint brownies for the banquet last night. Therefore, I decided to show these lovelies to you and to give you the recipie!

Layer 1:

1 c sugar 1/2 c butter (or margarine) 4 eggs

1 c flour 1/2 t salt 1 16 oz can Hershey's Syrup

1 t vanilla

Mix together all ingredients and spread in greased 9" x 13" pan. Bake at 350 for 30 minutes and then cool completely.

Layer 2:

2 c confectioners sugar 1/2 c soft butter 3/4/ t mint (peppermint) extract

2 T water 2 drops of green food coloring

Mix together and spread on top of cooled brownie layer.

Layer 3:

6 T Butter
6 oz chocolate chips (1 c)

Melt together. Spread lightly or drizzle over mint layer. Cool then cut into small squares. Freezes well!

ENJOY!

I Can't Believe It's Over!

2007-11-02T06:21:00.000-05:00

I cannot believe Halloween is over already! I love Halloween and it went too quickly!

So, I'm sure you are all angry. I didn't post the letter "D" yesterday and you were glued to your computers waiting for more information on ME! HA! (Iknow...I'm dreaming....) Now for the letter "D."

D

I love Dogs. It is that plain and simple.
We grew up across the street from the Dombrosky family. Shirley was like another mom and our mom's best friend.
I was the co-captain of Lutheran West Drill Team. (Yep, that was many pounds ago, when I could lift my legs.:)
I dated my husband for 8 years before I married him. We started dating when we were 16.
Depression runs in my family. **ugh**
When I was little, my grandma used to make homemade chocoate syrup for ice cream. She called it "dope." My sisters and cousins and I used to giggle because we considred "dope" to be something totally different. So...my grandma basically handed out dope to children! HA!
I don't drink alcohol. Sometimes I act like I do. Sometimes I think it should become a new hobbie. But I don't drink. I never have. It makes me feel cruddy and I don't enjoy it.
I love my Dad. He is one of my favorite people...always.

Well, today our house is completely over run with halloween candy. I am going to try to freeze some and, if possible, give some to our neighbor. She takes them to North Olmsted High School. I guess they collect it, and make bags for homeless and elderly people. Hhhmmmm....When I just typed that I thought "I wonder how many of them have dental plans." Oh well, I'm sure they will appreciate the candy!

I guess it is pretty obvious who Trent dressed up to look like. His friends were a zombie (Garrett) and a SWAT Team Member (Griffin). Paige's friends dressed like a dancing box (Brittany), two unicorns (Natalie and Jackie) and Paige is some guy off of myspace. BUT, she said she told most people she was a bum because they wouldn't get the costume.

Following is a picture of the "Evil Candy Giving Jamaican." Austin helped to hand out candy. I have deemed him unworthy of having children. There were two little boys trick-or-treating. One was dressed in a Cleveland Browns football uniform and the other was dressed as a Pittsburgh Steeler's Player. Austin told them only one would get candy and you should have seen their faces! What a meanie! Of course, we gave both boys candy but I felt bad!

AND, last but not least, this is what happens when your neighbors give your husband shots to keep him "warm" while walking the trick-or-treaters.....

My kids are home from school today due to Teacher's Conferences. As I am typing this..I hear Trent singing "The Star Spangled Banner" while watching the Ohio State/Michigan Game from last year...once again...maybe for the 1000th time. Don't tell him I told you, but he like to march to Script Ohio.

And people wonder why I just don't want him to grow up..............................

Did Somebody Say "C"?

2007-10-30T11:37:00.000-05:00

Onto the letter "C"....and it's all about ME (of course)!

I do not curse. Okay Trish and Jen, maybe I have slipped a few times but for the most part I do not curse. Besides obvious spiritual reasons, years ago I realized that I tend to tune people out who curse. I'm not sure why...but I do know that I don't want to be tuned out. Therefore, I do not curse...much....at all. Hehehehe.

I do not like chips...fritos, YES,....chips, NO!

I love Chicago. I planned my first event for BP in Chicago. A budget of $50,000 for a party of 35 was pretty cool. It is fun to spend other people's money.

Color is a big deal to me. I am a visual person..so, yep...Color is a biggie.

Christ is everything to me.

My dog is named CHARLIE! He is the sweetest old cocker spaniel EVER!

My family loves the Cleveland Indians, the Cleveland Browns and the Cleveland Cavs.

I love being around children (mine and other peoples).

I have a re-occurring cold sore. UGH!

New Song

2007-10-30T10:59:00.001-05:00

Okay, so I have another favorite new song. You will see it to the right. It is called Come To Jesus by Chris Rice. If you click on it you can listen and see the video. Just click the top box. I especially love the last verse....

"With your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye and go in peace and laugh on
Glory's side and fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus and Live."

I SO LOVE THAT! I love that it says "laugh on Glory's side." It's good to know that those we love, who have passed are having a GOOD time.

Plus, this song is so thought provoking. I think it really shows that we should turn to Jesus in all circumstances. Good stuff, I tell ya.

::she jumps down from pulpit and exits room::

Peace Out!

Well, Aren't We Funny

2007-10-30T06:34:00.000-05:00

Not much going on in the house today. We have more JO Tryouts tonight. This should be interesting because Paige barely slept last night. Why is it that when kids can't sleep...they wake the PARENTS? As if we have to be awake because they are awake.

Anyhoo....a couple of funnies to mention:

Trent: Why didn't the skeleton cross the road?
Mom: I have no clue
Trent: Because he didn't have any guts..

HAR HAR HAR!

Paige came home complaining about religion class today, in a way ONLY Paige could complain. She said something is bugging her. She wants to know why the religion teacher, when giving examples, always makes himself GOD in the example and the kids in class are the sinners. (A complete shocker.) This just cracked me up. Only she would notice this and take offense. (Okay, maybe this isn't that funny. But I know the religion teacher and it made complete sense!) BWHAHAHAHAH! I guess it is a teacher's perk.

Onto the ABC's of ME:

B

My last initial has been "B" my entire life. First I was a Bursley and now I am a Blackburn.
I retired from BP Oil Company when Austin was two years old. I actually loved my job, but loved my son more.
I lived in Bay Village for 12 years and loved it. I think we would still live there if we didn't have the naked neighbor, the fake Christmas Trees and a one car garage.
I have many relatives with the nickname "Bill."
My first dog was named Beau Bijou (french poodle) and my second was named Bogie (English Springer). Bogie was a biter and we had to return him to the breeder.
I am still close friends with my best friend from high school, Barb.
I love to read books, but I can only read in short spurts because it is difficult to concentrate.
I love the Bible. I believe every word is the inherent word of God. It is a really good book. So...try it.
I hate the taste of beer.

Oops....How could I forget? My mother's name is Betty! **kicking self............hard.to.get.leg.up**

ABCs of Me

2007-10-29T09:18:00.000-05:00

I have really been enjoying Tina's blog and her ABCs of me posts. SO....since I am the master of copying all my friends...I think I will steal this idea. Today, I begin THE ABCs of ME!

A

My oldest son (and one of my most favorite people) is named Austin.
I seem to love to eat anything that contains Apples.
I currently live in Avon, Ohio.
Advent is one of my favorite times of the year.

On another note, I spent a wonderful day with Trent's class last Thursday. We visited Lake Farm Park. Let me tell you, if you have never been to Lake Farm Park, grab the nearest youngster and RUN to this place. It is such a cool place. We milked cows, made cider, watched how they use dogs to coral their sheep, and my favorite..........we got to pet the CUTEST little piglet. (Wait...Did I mention that Trent was too grossed out to milk the cow? HA!) To top it off, autumn was in full force and the colors were beautiful. The trees were like paintings! Honestly!

Friday night, Trent had his friend, Jeremy sleep over (the little guy holding the potato next to Trent). Jeremy's dad is one of the coaches for Lutheran West's football team. So, Trent and Jeremy got to lead the team to the field and spend the entire game on the side-lines with the team. Yep, someone was in their glory. Only problem is.....WE DON'T HAVE PICTURES! ugh!

Paige is busy trying out for JO Volleyball. She had a difficult tryout on Sunday and seemed a bit discouraged, but we will keep trying. She wants to be on a more challenging team than she was last time, so the competition is a bit stiffer.

Austin went to the annual Halloween Party at the Stover's House. As usual, he had an awesome time. He really likes the Stovers (they are great people) and has been friends with Marissa since fourth or fifth grade.

TTFN! (In the words of Tigger "Ta Ta For Now!")

According to Tina....I'M IT!

2007-10-25T15:56:00.000-05:00

So, Tina Zarlenga (scrapbooker extrodinaire) tagged me and made me IT. Now I have to list seven interesting things about myself. Does she know she is speaking to the most boring person on the planet? Okay...well here goes.

1. I have four double cousins. My dad's brother married my mom's sister and they had four children. Therefore, I have four double cousins.

2. I worked for a man who actually got on an airplane, forgot about a meeting and then got off of the airplane before it exploded in the sky over Lockerbee, Scotland. I was his secretary at the time of the accident.

3. I am actually good at event/party planning.

4. I won $300.00 off of my wedding dress, a trip to Hawaii and a trip to the Ritz Carlton Jumper Classic in Boston....all before the age of 30.

5. I have an "ex" neighbor who would stand naked in her window and planted artifical Christmas trees on the border of our two lots. Nice. Yeah, I know.

6. I have an extreme fear of disappointing people.

7. My daughter was a twin, but I miscarried her twin in my fourth month.

Well, how is that for bearing my soul?

Now, apparently I must tag five people but I do not know five people who blog!
Therefore, I tag Chris Rodriguez, Jen Forbus, Pam Kaszar and Michelle Griffith!

For Me?

2007-10-23T09:10:00.000-05:00

Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing, and listen as heaven whispers, "Do you like it? I did it just for you."

- Max Lucado

Usually I have the quotes at the end of my posts. But, today I thought it was important to put it at the very top. And this is why I feel that way.................

I am loving this rain. Here in northeast Ohio, we usually get our fair share of rain. And in October, usually the rain is accompanied by the damp chill that goes straight to the bone. It is not always a pleasant visitor. Usually this time of year I groan at the thought of this type of weather. But, this morning I was watching the news (not always a good idea, either) and I saw the horrific fires in California and the extreme droughts in the south (especially Georgia) and it got me thinking. I guess we have a lot to be thankful for in these little water droplets and in these grey clouds. Maybe here in Ohio, it was something "just for us."

So, I lit some cinnamon candles, made some hot tea, turned on some good music and started to clean a little. All of this while hearing the rain pittering on the roof.

Good Stuff.

Award Winning Weekend!

2007-10-22T10:01:00.000-05:00

I had an award-winning weekend. Okay, other than the Cleveland Indians LOSING, I had an award-winning weekend.

Firstly, let me offer a hearty CONGRATULATIONS to my favorite volleyball conference champion...Miss Paige Blackburn! I am proud of this little peanut. She loves this game and she has totally become a leader. Not the kind that is bossy, but the uplifting kind of leader. This weekend's volleyball tournament was a real-nail biter, but the Lady Tigers pulled it off. And it is so cool to see them win since many of these girls have been schoolmates and friends since kindergarten. It's like seeing a whole team grow up before your eyes. So....congratulations ladies!

Secondly, I got to crop this weekend with some of my most favorite people on the planet. Of course, Trish and Jen were in attendance. Where would I be without these two people? Trish, I just continue to study you so that I can copy everything you do and then act like it was an original idea of my own. Jen, if were ever stop having crops in the fall you will be required to make Dinner In A Pumpkin for my family. AND....you are rockin' your new look. I'm totally jealous. Marti, rent the movie "Mouse Hunt." It may strike a chord with you! ;)

As for Mrs. Tina Zarlinga....I am posting the pictures of my insignificant halloween/harvest decorations! I'm going out to buy some more today because I hate to be outdone. You just wait.....Your dog-chewed witches legs are GOING DOWN! HA! You made my day! Just the laughs I needed.

Now, for Miss Jen Forbus! I just love everything about you! You are a warm, loving soul. I think we totally understand eachother in ways no one else would understand. Maybe when we are old, blue-haired ladies we can live next door to each other and own 100 dogs together. Then, no one would turn us into the police for being insane animal lovers! I'm so glad we have become buddies.

Lastly, what the heck happened to the Indians? Trent had a good cry this morning when he heard we had lost. Together, we have decided to cheer on the Colorado Rockies in the World Series. At least NOW my family can get to bed at a decent hour. We will now focus on the Cavs and Buckeyes. Not a day goes by without sports in this house!

Blessings Everyone!

“A man who wants to lead the orchestra must turn his back on the crowd.”
Max Lucado quote

The Teen Age Years

2007-10-20T06:45:00.000-05:00

Well, by now you all pretty much understand how I feel about my kids and parenting. I love the kids but they can be challenging. As for parenting, well sometimes I think I get it, and sometimes I think I have failed.

I was recently on a scrapbooking message board and a woman posted a link about trouble she was having with her 13 year old daughter. Apparently this daughter had never been trouble until recently. Now she is making many mistakes and has the household in an uproar.

I busted a gut when I read the following response to her post:

Good afternoon and welcome to the Teen Years Train(wreck). You have chosen to get on this express train with your child, and we regret to inform you, that for the next 5 or 6 years, you cannot get off. No matter what your child does, we have you trapped on the Teen Train. The windows do not open, so nobody will hear you scream. You cannot throw yourself under the train, you can only watch as the world flashes by. The only sound you will hear on this train will be the constant drone of your child arguing with everything you say. On this train you will see people who look old enough to be your parents....they're not, they're your neighbors, the ones with a child two years older than yours. Try not to stare, they know they have aged 10 years in the last two. You will too. This is not the Twilight Zone passengers, this IS your worst nightmare.....bwahahahahahaha.....so sit back, tighten your seat belt, and get ready to rock and roll....

HA! How true, how true!

I'm not liking it.....

2007-10-17T09:35:00.000-05:00

I'm not liking it. Not one bit. I'm not liking the fact that Austin is a Senior. Nope. It just isn't sitting well with me.

Yesterday, Austin and I went to visit the University of Akron. As Austin and I were driving yesterday, it struck me that I absolutely want him to stay home. Well, at least another year or two. It also struck me that he wants to leave as badly as I want him to stay. If I think about THAT too much, I will become sad so I will move on.

I have a whirlwind of questions as Austin plans his future.

1) Will he actually decide to value school and study?
2) Will he control his temper?
3) Will he stay away from life's temptations (i.e. drugs, alcohol, gambling, etc...)?
4) Will he take his medicine everyday without me reminding him?
5) Will he remain faithful to God, attend church and trust in God?
6) Will he miss his friends terribly?
7) Will he be sad?
8) If he has a problem, will he let it eat at him instead of telling his parent?
9) Will he want to come home?
10) Will he miss us as much as we will miss him?

I'm sure if Austin read this list he would roll his eyes and maybe even sigh a deep sigh. He would view this as my lack of faith in him. But it's not. I guess it is pure fear. You think you have raised them right, but you never know until they are gone. Maybe it's my lack of faith in how we have raised him.

I don't want him to jeopardize any of his chances for happiness (hence the list of questions). I'm not ready to let him fall on his face. I'm not ready to "let him fly" because he may be too proud to let us know he needs us. And, we need him.

I have also come to realize that, as parents, we get comfortable in the driver's seat. We get used to being the safety net. You love these kids so much that it is painful to even THINK of releasing them to a world you are not supervising.

No, I'm not liking this one bit.

Senior Homecoming Week

2007-10-13T17:40:00.000-05:00

It has been a very busy week at our house. To begin, it was homecoming week at Lutheran West. Homecoming week is a big deal at West, as it is in most High Schools. This year's theme was Past Generations At Lutheran West. Each class was designated a decade. Austin's class (seniors) were given the 1980s.

Monday was "Dress As A Television/Cartoon Character" from your decade. Austin and a group of friends decided to dress as the Solid Gold Dancers. WHAT A HOOT! I spent Sunday afternoon concocting an outfit for the occasion. As of today, I do not have pictures of the group. Austin had to change after sports performance, so I didn't get to see him. BUT, I did manage to take a picture of the very beautiful outfit. {{sigh.....}} They actually won the contest that day. Apparently Elliot brought a boombox of music and they did some "dancing" at the school assembly. Austin and a partner also won the Survivor Games to the tune of $25.00. He was a happy boy!

Tuesday was "Dress as a game/toy" from your decade. Austin went as a pillow person. Do you remember Pillow People? I caught him carrying his costume most of the day. Apparently it is difficult to study in class wearing a stuffed pillowcase over your head. Who would have thought?

Wednesday was Class Colors/Field Day. I did manage to sneak of picture of him on that day. They pretty much try to cover themselves in their class colors (seniors=red) and have field day competitions.

Thursday was a chapel day. He dressed in regular clothes this day. You could wear "vintage Lutheran West" clothes if you wanted. But, for some reason, he wasn't interested in wearing my letter jacket. HA!

Friday was a day off of school, but the Homecoming Football Game was played in the evening.

Which leads us to today. Homecoming Dance and Seniors Soccer Game. We won our soccer game 7-2. Below are some of my favorite pictures from the soccer game. The team prays before every game and then they sway back and forth with their arms around eachother while they are introduced. Kind of cool................... There is also a picture of all the senior soccer players and of course, a picture with his coach. Finally a face to go with the bare feet. Although, today he did wear shoes. Unfortunately, we lost last week.

And the dance..................

Well, my favorite part of this dance is that Austin is going with three of his closest friends. As you can see in the picture of all the guys together, Austin and Elliot are still EXACTLY THE SAME. Elliot has been Austin's best friend since fourth grade and a complete blessing to all of us. See the identical behavior?

They are having dinner at Steak On A Stone. It is a new restaurant in the area. Austin forgot the wrist corsage (second year in a row) so Mike had to run it up to the restaurant.

You may recognize the pretty blonde in the pictures with Austin. That is Stephanie. She has been Austin's date for homecoming sophmore, junior and now, Senior year.

By the way, did I mention that I never looked like that in high school? Heck, I never looked like that.....period. HA!

Being a Christian is more than just an instantaneous conversion - it is a daily process whereby you grow to be more and more like Christ.

Billy Graham

A Chip Off The Old Block?

2007-10-03T14:52:00.000-05:00

Many of you may be surprised to know that I know how to play the piano. I took lessons for quite a few years and I still sit down to play every few days. Well, they say that the third time is a charm.....and maybe they are correct. Trent has been begging to take piano lessons. Unfortunately, it doesn't work into the budget right now, so I have decided to teach him. We have a lesson every Monday after school. We have only been working on lessons for two weeks, but I never, EVER have to ask this kid to practice. He goes right to the piano each day after school.

Now, before you get excited, I know I am not going to be able to teach him for too long. I'm just not qualified. But I think this may give him a head start until I can get him into lessons. Hopefully, that will be soon. Until then, I enjoy the time sitting on the piano bench with my little boy, watching him plink away at "Old McDonald."

Okay, one more thing....I just had to post this picture of Trent having his after school snack of apples with peanut butter. Call me crazy, but I love his slouched posture with his feet up on the stool. Just hangin' after a day of school........

I could eat this kid up!

A real Christian is a person who can give his pet parrot to the town gossip.
-Billy Graham

Senior Pictures

2007-10-02T19:49:00.000-05:00

Well, as I mentioned before, I am VERY blessed to have two wonderful photographers as close friends. Jen and Trish took some casual senior pictures of Austin. I thought I would share a few with you. They did such an awesome job of capturing his personality. Plus, it was just plain fun! In two weeks he will have to go to the photography studio to have his "formal" photos taken. He isn't too crazy about this appointment. I'm sure it won't be as fun as an evening with his favorites, Trish and Jen!

P.S. I know, dad. I know that the ones with the goofy faces aren't good "senior pictures." But they are great to have. You know your grandson. They really are his personality.

ALWAYS A Part of Me

2007-10-02T09:06:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was the second anniversary of mom's death. I've always thought the passing of time would erase some of the heartache, but it really doesn't. I still think of her everyday. I know that if mom was here, she would be the "one in my corner." She would work with me everyday through the struggles with my kids health. She would give me good advice on dealing with friends. She would share the recipies that were stored only in her head.

I have a million thoughts running through my head and my heart regarding my mom. Therefore, once again I will resort to a list to describe my memories.

1. During cold season my mom always smelled of Vicks Vapo Rub and had a Kleenex rolled up in the sleeve of her shirt.

2. As a little girl, I loved to lay behind my mom on the couch during the morning. I loved how she felt of soft flannel pajamas (and yes, smelled of Vicks Vapo Rub).

3. My mother sneezed louder than most human beings. Oh, and she yawned loudly too. And for fun she would always drag out the "ooooo" at the end of a sneeze and the "awwww" in the middle of the yawn as if she was screaming. I think you could hear her for blocks, but it was funny.

4. My mother had the appearance of an angel but the sense of humor given to devils. She had a loud, course laugh that she used only in those devilish moments.

5. My mom was a neat freak and she ironed EVERYTHING. I can remember her checking my refrigerator grate when she would visit. Growing up, people would comment on how she kept our house so clean while raising three girls.

6. My mom had a home remedy for everything. It usually involved a form of asprin and a heating pad. And on a bad day, it would involve rectal suppositories or enemas. (No child abuse involved, I promise!)

7. My mom was a closet smoker. Man, I'm not even sure she ever knew that we were on to her! She would sneak over to our neighbors to smoke. And....she kept the cigs in her purse.

8. Every now and then I would catch my mom crying over the loss of her dad and her brother.

9. My mom was a nervous driver. She HATED to drive to downtown Cleveland. In addition, if dad or any of us girls were more than five minutes late getting home....we were DEFINATELY in an auto accident or laying dead in a ditch.

10. My mom was a lady. She was always telling us when we weren't "lady-like." Growing up, we always had Easter hats and purses with white gloves and cloth handkerchiefs.

11. Mom loved her grandkids. Everytime I had given birth and the baby would eat for the first time, she would always say, "boy he/she is a big eater." I thought that was funny. To her, Austin was the next Albert Einstein, Paige was the next Cindy Crawford, and Trent was so sweet...he had to be the next Billy Graham.

12. My mom had a crush on my dad until her last breath. I LOVED that about her. She would send us girls around to do her "dirty work." She would always say, "check who he is talking on the phone with" or "ride down the street and find your dad." She couldn't have him far away. Once she told me that "dad isn't a softee, but he would walk through fire for his girls." I thought that was sweet.

13. Mom was one of the smartest people I've known. When I was pregnant with Austin, she told me to pray for average kids. Anything above or below was difficult to handle...and BOY was she correct.

14. My mom was a worker. She was ALWAYS cooking, cleaning, sewing, planting, etc.

15. My mom always had time for everyone. People were always asking for her help....and she always provided it.

Honestly, I can hardly wait to see my mom again. But, for now, I take comfort in the fact that she is with the Lord. I also take comfort in knowing what a genuine gift I was given to have her as my mom. She will ALWAYS be a part of me.

Hugs, mommy!

A long line of love

2007-09-30T11:01:00.000-05:00

My in-laws, Wally and Ellen Blackburn, have been married 50 years and are still counting! This past weekend we had a wonderful party to celebrate the occasion. It was so good to see so many people I haven't seen for years!

The party was held at John and Karen's home. Their home is absolutely beautiful. It was perfect for hosting the party. The food was catered by Italian Creations and the yummy, yummy cake was made by Wildflower Bakery. It was all good...... But, do you want to know my favorite part? John made a cd presentation comprised of many pictures during the marriage of mom and dad. It had pictures from births, weddings, vacations, sporting events and more. Everything that you mix together to form a life together.

As I watched the pictures on the screen, it struck me how I am part of a unique, funny, fun-loving, sometimes frustrating, yet blessed family. Neither Mike nor I come from broken families. None of our siblings have broken marriages. And, yes....even Mike still seems to hang in for the long haul with me. There is an old country song that says..."I come from a long line of love." I guess that pretty much sums up our crazy family.

P.S. Pictures will be coming.........!!

Just Some Highlights....

2007-09-28T22:01:00.000-05:00

It has been awhile since I have posted about the kids, so here goes.........

Wait..........did you say you are missing a post on Paige's hair? I haven't written about her hair quite enough yet? Well then, perhaps you will like her latest. Paige is into putting PINK highlites into her hair. I was a little nervous. I kept thinking that if they didn't rinse out, we are completely against dress code. But, they DO rinse out and I actually like how she looks with her ROCK highlites!

I also got the opportunity to go "orienteering" with Paige's science class. I LOVE Paige's science teacher. She breathes Science. She is very "hands on." So, we went to the metroparks across from Bay Nature Center. She had a whole course mapped out. Each kid had a compass to use and had to use the map to find markers. They would punch a card once they found the marker.

This was such a creative and fun assignment. Well, at least as a mother, I THOUGHT SO!

Lastly, this is one way I have been spending most of my Friday nights.....and I love it!

VOLLEYBALL! I really love watching Paige play.

Have a beautiful autumn weekend!

Building Cathedrals

2007-09-25T12:57:00.000-05:00

I received this in an email from my girlfriend, Barb. I love it. Sooo....enjoy!

I'm invisible. It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?"

Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please." I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going .. she's going ... she's gone!

One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this."

It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees." In the days ahead I would read - no, devoured - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:

(1) No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.
(2) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
(3) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
(4) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.

A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."

I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."

At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.

When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there!"

As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women. God Bless You as you build your Cathedrals!

Life Altering Words

2007-09-21T09:59:00.001-05:00

I happened to tune into Good Morning American this morning as my kids were getting ready for school. I am so glad I tuned in!!!! They interviewed an amazing man. His name is Randy Pausch. Randy Pausch, is a 46-year-old Carnegie Mellon University computer science professor, who has terminal cancer and expects to live for just a few more months. The Wall Street Journal recently wrote about Pausch's awe-inspiring final lecture "How to Live Your Childhood Dreams." What an inspirational, uplifting, thought-provoking speech. As for Randy Pausch, he is an amazing man. PLEASE, PLEASE do yourself the favor of watching his speech. It is shown in entirety on http://www.abcnews.com/. I believe the speech is approx. two hours long....but SO, SO worth it. If you have NO time, at least play the clip of his interview with Diane Sawyer.

I want to briefly point out some of the "finer" points that were shown on Good Morning America.

1) "Brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls aren't there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to show us how badly we want things. The brick walls stop the people who don't want it badly enough."

2) "Find the best in everybody. It sounds trite, but if you wait long enough, other people will show you their good side. If there's anything I've [learned] that is absolutely true. Sometimes it takes a lot longer than you might like. But the onus is on you to keep the hope and keep waiting."

3) "We cannot change the cards we are delt, just how we play the hand."

4) As you grow, you may discover your real friends will surprise you. When you are screwing up and nobody is saying anything to you anymore, that means they gave up. "When you see yourself doing something badly and nobody is bothering to tell you anymore, that is a very bad place to be. Your critics are the ones telling you they still love you and care."

5) "Don't complain, just work harder."

6) "It's not about how to achieve your dreams, it's about how to live your life."

Please know, this is not a spiritual speech, but there are lots of good things to learn. There seems to be a certain clarity that comes when people are facing death. And this gentleman has alot to teach us all.

All The "Creepy Creepers" Making News

2007-09-18T10:31:00.000-05:00

Gosh, there are a lot of creepy things in the news lately. Are you aware of them? Holy cow! How do people have time for all this strangeness? My day is completely filled with children and home. I don't even have time to ponder "craziness." Anyway....here is a complete rundown.

1) A Senator from Nebraska wants to sue God. HA! Really? Hasn't that kind of happened already? I mean, one of the most infamous trials in history is that of Jesus Christ. And heck, isn't God on trial everyday? This gentleman apparently thinks it is okay to prohibit the use of the words "rape" and "victim" in a rape trial. This is beyond my comprehension. And, if you want to make things fair, why aren't you prohibiting use of the words "consensual" or "promiscuous." Just sayin'..............

2) Two lesbians are upset that they received two babies as opposed to one baby. Really? Really? Need I comment? I could care less that they are lesbians...totally their business. Anyone denying a child....again beyond my comprehension.

3) Need I mention the initials O.J.? Maybe its a set-up and maybe not. Whatever. Some clean living may keep this guy from these situations.

4) Britney Spear's apparently has a nudity problem? Huh? I thought she had no problem with nudity. I thought the problem was more on the line of wearing undergarments. But, that's just my take on it.

And the list goes on and on and on......

Yep, it's a banner day. Best keep your televisions off today to keep your sanity.

Only God Himself fully appreciates the influence of a Christian mother in the molding of character in her children.
Billy Graham

Striking it Rich!

2007-09-17T10:50:00.001-05:00

Every once in awhile, you strike it rich. By that, I mean you get more than you bargained for in a deal. And Lutheran West, well I think they struck it rich too. The man in the picture below is Austin's soccer coach. We think the world of this guy. He is a good Godly man, who loves his family and treats each of the kids at Lutheran West as if they were his own. I haven't talked to a single parent who has a bad word to say about this guy.

Why am I posting this, you ask? Is it because I want to "sing" his praises? Nope. Is it because I want him to play my son at all times? No, although I would be okay with that! HAHA! Is it because he is an amazing teacher? No, although that is true. Is it because I have a "thing" for bald guys (aka...Mike Blackburn)? I will never tell! ACTUALLY, IT IS BECAUSE OF HIS FEET! The man WILL NOT wear shoes until the soccer team loses a game.

Some people call this insanity, I call it dedication. I am secretly hoping to see him barefoot in the snow. Okay, not really....but what will he do? Snow shoes? Hhhmmmm.....

Anyway, I had to put this in the blog for posterity. I don't want to forget the length some really good people go to in order to encourage my kids.