Aunt Boo

Wow

2011-06-21T18:23:00.000-07:00

It's been a year since I posted. So much has happened. I watched Gabriel for 9 months, I had surgery on my leg, we went to VT for Christmas, I worked the summer at Home Depot. There is much more I am sure, but that's the jist.

Well, now something really awesome is happening; the Mills are coming here for a week!!! They will be here on Friday and my house is still kind of a wreck. Yet, here I sit, having finally decided to update my blog.

I have some fun stuff planned for the week they are here. We are going to go to the Louisville Science Center (Narnia Exhibit!!) the Louisville Bats Museum (Norman Rockwell & Giant bats!) The Falls of the Ohio (picnics, dog walking, scouting for rocks!) Click Party!! And best of all....TEA PARTY!! My niece Brittany is going to come help us set up & I invited my niece Miracle (who will be turning 10 the day before) and 7 little girls from small group & my neighborhood. I'm super excited. Hopefully I will have time to post pictures of the food & drink I plan to make.

Oh, I forgot one little detail....Taylor Swift & Need to Breathe at the Yum Center for Becky's birthday!
oh the fun we will have!

Everything is Spirtual.... but this is Peter Marshall

2010-07-07T07:19:00.001-07:00

"There are men and women in the world today who say that God orders their lives, guides them in making decisions, provides for their needs, answers their prayers, in ways which are often strange and unexpected. That is the testimony of my own experience, and there are many here who could make the same statement; but, if you, yourself, have not had the experience in your life, don't be too quick to jump to the conclusion that we who say these things are daft, mad. In that mood, many of us approach spiritual things. We come, like Thomas, not doubting, but dogmatically refusing to believe unless we see, as if we could pour God into a test tube, as if intangibles had to become tangible in order to prove that they were intangible. There are certain things that must be approached in faith, things that are matters of perception, not of proof.
"'Beauty' is one of them.
"How can you prove that anything is beautiful? Could you demonstrate to me, by logic, or reason, or by intellect, that the Fifth Symphony, or the Moonlight Sonata, was sheer beauty?
"Can you prove, by any method of intellect, why a sunset is beautiful?
"Describe to me, scientifically, the haunting, wistful fragrance of a bunch of violets.
"Yet, you come here professing the faith which, for more than nineteen centuries, has borne witness to spiritual realities, and you ask if one can prove that God exists. You ask me to prove it! How could my tiny mind prove God? What kind of a God could my little mind prove? You might as well ask the bird to prove the air in which it flies, or the minnow to prove the sea in which it swims.
"Let me ask you to prove that you exist. I'd be interested in hearing you try.
"There are mysteries all around us, stirring, wonderful, inexplicable.
"Take, for example, the strange phenomenon of falling in love.
"Have you ever asked the question, 'How will I know when I fall in love?' I have. I've asked it of blondes and brunettes, of redheads and of bald heads, of people everywhere, and the strange thing is I've always received the same answer, namely, 'Don't worry, brother, you'll know.'
"Love, like beauty, like the haunting, wistful fragrance of violets, is a matter of perception and experience, not of proof. The great things by which we really live are not proven by logic, but by life; and, as that is true of love and beauty, so it is true of finding God and learning how close He stands to us."
-- "Peter Marshall," A Man Called Peter

wow 2 in 1 day :)

2010-06-09T14:24:00.000-07:00

I don't know that I have ever experienced the heart of God as much as I have since Ruby Blue came into my life. She is such a joy & such a terror at the same time.

There have been times in the last few months when I have literally been in tears because her behavior has been so naughty and just downright defiant. She is completely outdoor trained now, finally at 1 year old (in a week). And let me tell you, it's been a long road and we've had to sacrifice quite a chunk of carpet to the cause. Well, the other day, she looked straight at me and squatted on the floor and peed!

One day last week when she was being completely rotten, I said "Ruby Blue Faith! How can you be so rotten and so adorable at the same time? How can I love someone as rotten as you?" Then I thought to myself, does God ever look down at me and my behavior and think, Robin Danielle Faith, how can I keep loving someone as rotten as you?

Ruby Blue loves me unconditionally. She loves me immediately after I discipline her. She knows when she's done something wrong, she is sneaky and smart. If she gets a swat or she goes to time out, she is itching to get right back to mommy. (even if it was daddy who did the punishing!) When I come home or get up in the morning, it's like I have been gone for DAYS, she lavishes me with kisses and she is frantic to get into my arms. If Bruce is home when I pull up, he opens the door with her in his arms and she looks like a wind up toy on speed...all black fur flailing as she paws the air trying to run to mommy but not able to get out of daddies arms. I'm constantly covered in scratches from our exchange of what's in my hands to his so I can take her. But I don't feel them. Since I can't have children, I imagine it's close to what mothers must feel. It's similar to the joy I get when Becky runs to me or Kaleb says "hey Wobin!" or when Morgan opens the door and gives a gasp of joy or when any of my nieces or nephews hugs me and tells me they love me. But Ruby Blue is never mad at me. She always wants me. Even as I type, she is sleeping on me. She started off on the back of the chair where I am sitting, but her hind end is now on my shoulder, if I were to move, her whole body would fall. When I sit on the sofa or lay in bed, she curls up next to me and as the moments pass, she presses in to me. The other day, as I was thinking about writing all this, the phrase "presses in to me" stuck in my head. How many times have we heard the phrase, "press in to God" when we are in need? I've heard it a million times if I've heard it once. I always knew what it meant in my head, and I've had much opportunity to practice it over the years and especially this past year. But suddenly, I have this new visual of "pressing in" and I am so excited because I love it when something practical relates to something spiritual (as it always does, when we open our eyes!)

here is Ruby Blue in time out last night, trying to worm her way off the chair and over to me

Conversations at Exit 0 (6/6/10)

2010-06-08T20:39:00.000-07:00

Yesterday at Exit 0 I was standing next to the lunch table enjoying the unusually cool afternoon breeze and just listening to the chatter around me. A fellow (whose name I don't know yet) walked over and asked me what kind of apples we were serving. I said I wasn't sure what kind but I was sure that they are good!

I said "you know what they say, 'an apple a day'" as he rubbed the skin against his t-shirt.

He said, "I think it's more like the good Lord keeps the doctor away, you know what I mean?" I said that yes indeed, I agreed wholeheartedly and that prayer makes a world of difference, as he was walking away. For some reason that seemed to bring him back for more conversation.

He said, "You know, it's true, even when you aren't doing ok. You know what I mean?" I said that I did. "No really, really do you know what I mean? What do you think I mean by 'Not doin' ok?'"

I said "You mean, you aren't praying the way you think you should and being obedient". That got me a smile and a head bob that said I was right.

After a second he said, "Let me give you an example, say your coming out of (and forgive me, I don't remember the name of the place but it's a racetrack) and you've lost your last $30 and you know it's wrong and God don't approve and you want to pray but you think 'I can't. I done wrong and I can't pray and it aint about the money but I just can't pray'. But you go ahead and pray and even though you don't get the money back, you feel better, you know what I mean?"

I told him I knew exactly what he meant! I said "it's not like we can hide anything from God anyway. He already knows our hearts, but He wants us to bring it to Him anyway." That got me the fist butt handshake thing. Even though he never told me his name, I sort of felt like I made a friend on Sunday.

When we had gotten everything loaded up and a few of us were still talking to Paul & Michelle, a man came over and asked for a drink. He did not want any food, just a drink. Paul got him a bottle of water and asked where he was going. "I'm going to heaven" I heard him say. I heard Paul say "That's wonderful, it's a beautiful place". The man said, "I was on my way once, but my sister came, people are always interfering"......

I didn't get to hear the end of that conversation. But it has stayed with me. Where was he when he was on his way to heaven? Under an overpass? In a hospital bed? Did his sister keep him from going to heaven then leave him all alone? I can still hear his voice when he said it, it sounded (to me) almost joyful. I want to sound that way when it's my turn to say it

a new post, sort of

2009-12-27T15:10:00.001-08:00

http://rubysarentblue.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-christmas.html

2009-12-26T06:32:00.000-08:00

A Christmas gift that I never thought I'd get....to say that it comes at the perfect time is putting it mildly. I'm ready to write again. Really ready. I just can't be shut up in the office all the time, and I can't sit on Bruces lap while he's playing World of Warcraft! Sounds sexy, but it's just annoying (on both counts)

I need a name for her and since I can't create a poll, as I am an unpaid user these day's...you will just have to leave me comments (I mean, If you want to) So basically mom and Hanna, I hope you agree! Wait, Charissa can break the tie if need be! I'm torn between GypsyAnna and LuJayne. I met a little girl at Kosair (she was a sibling) named LuJayne. Her dad told me that in Arabic it means silver :) she had a twin (they looked like they stepped out of a Louisa May Alcott book) named Jade, which in Arabic means grace & good manners.

To say that Ruby Blue is not a fan, is putting it mildly....

Thank you Santa Ninja Becca!!!I'm glad I drew your name & that I have a year to come up with your gift(s) but I know I can't top this!

after everything I've done for YOU

2009-03-18T19:10:00.000-07:00

I've been thinking about anger a lot lately. Especially the things people say when they are angry and how they are interpreted, and intended.

One phrase in particular: How could you do that to me after everything I've done for you. My personal feeling is that we stop listening, or really, caring about whatever hurt (real or imagined) has occurred when we hear after everything I've done for you. I could write a whole post on that, but I digress. I know that sometimes the words are intended, just as said... but not always. I have a lot of experience at watching these words being hurled back and forth. And have been subjected to them a time or two myself. I have to believe that there is a better way to communicate these feelings more effectively and maybe accomplish forgiveness, healing & growth as opposed to raging anger and hurt feelings.

From watching the emotions in and on the person "saying" these words and trying to look beyond the WORDS themselves, here are a few interpretations:

Why did you break my heart like that?Why did you disappoint me?Why haven't you lived up to my expectations?How could you not meet my unrealized expectations?How could you not know me?Why don't you love me?You hurt me.You hurt me and I don't know how to deal with it.I don't understand your actions.I'm confused and scared.I'm angry and lashing out at you because you won't leave me.

of course, there is always: How could you do that to me after everything I've done for you?

2009-03-11T04:05:00.000-07:00

(because I haven't posted in a while, this is cross posted from 3/9's LJ)

I don't really have the energy to write everything that's been going on right now. I'm not sure I will. Though I write in my journal in my head all the time.I've been having a thought about prayer lately. It's come to me over time, from things my Christian friends have said to me both here and in person and from listening to the radio...all different ways. I've always felt that I was a very prayerful person. Honestly, I still feel that way, though I think I'm beeing called to a different kind, or maybe level or prayer. I purposely pray and I pray out of habit and I talk to God all the time. I don't talk about it too much, unless it's to offer prayer. But Lately I've been thinking about praying on your knees, something I don't do a lot of. But I just always thought that the way I did it was great. I can talk to God in the car for crying out loud! I still think that's good. But, I've been wondering if the reason that people are called to get down on their knees, might have something to do with ... I can't think of the word I want to use, maybe...honor? I don't know. But it's been seeming to me more and more that to make the effort to be alone before God, with no distractions and get down might be something of a devine design, rather than something that Biblical scholars talk about being Holy. Just a thought.

This song, is what has been playing in my head over and over the last few days as we battle against some familial demons and live in this crazy world. I had the tape when I was a teenager and would listen to it over and over again. Interesting how some themes stay current for more than 20 years. I have to see if I can find it somewhere on cd

Within My Reach (Scott Roley, John Thompson)
We agree that love should be
The purpose of the earth
The way you love your neighbor
Is a measure of your worth

Can you hear a baby if she cries out in the ghetto
And if you do is she within your reach
Beating swords to plowshares
Is the hope for all good men
No matter what their government
Their race their creed their land

When you count the warheads we have pointed at each other
How do we place peace within our reach

Lord I must stand against the madness
Knowing in my weakness you will be made strong
Through a simple serving spirit of gladness
Help me Jesus stand against the wrong
And even as you have touched me
I will touch the ones you place within my reach

Loving one another
Is the way to heal the hurt
Spending time with you Lord
Is the only way love works

I can see the old men who are drowning in their bottles
I can feel the heartache of the lonely and the troubled
I can see the children being murdered in their mothers

Lord I must stand against the madness
Knowing in my weakness you will be made strong
Through a simple serving spirit of gladness
Help me Jesus stand against the wrong

And even as you have touched me
I will touch the ones you place within my reach

The Song Remembers When

2009-01-16T07:29:00.000-08:00

Brittany Rae and Rebekah Marie, 7/29/03

I used to be able to write what I wanted to say. I used to be able to write it in my head, then come here and BAM, done. These days, not so much. And what I want to say tonight, is so jumbled up. I have sentences here and there that make sense in my head, but no paragraphs.

I always thought that country singers wrote the best songs about parenthood. And Christian artists. I know I'm not a parent, but I know a lot about it, I won't justify myself, I just do. Every time I hear a song about little girls, I think of Dave and Renee and Becky. I've been making a playlist in my head for years. Today, driving home from work, I heard a song called It Won't Be Like This For Long (surprisingly, by Darius Rucker) and I fell immediately in love with it. Of course my thoughts went to baby Becky, to those Tuesday nights when she was an infant and I would sleep over with Renee and we would watch CSI. To her silliness, her funny faces, her special hugs and kisses and unconditional love. How much fun watching her grow up has been. How heartbreaking. How Renee would let me put her to bed when I was over, how I would steal extra time rocking her, and one time, I cheated and let her sleep on my chest even though I tattled on myself. I knew it wouldn't be that way for long. Her last day in the crib. Then I thought of Madeline and her intense little gaze. Her quiet concentration while she sizes up the situation, her joyful abandon just like her big sister.

Before I knew it, I was thinking of Brittany Rae. And I was crying. I didn't even know it. I used to love how she would say "I'll hold her" when she wanted us to pick her up. She heard us all saying "I'll hold her!!!", So, that's what she thought she should say. It felt like just yesterday that she was 3 years old, at my house, and she wouldn't sleep and the pediatrician said to give her some childrens benedryl. Then she stayed up for 3 days in a row. Chris and I had to take turns sleeping, so she wouldn't be up alone. And when Chris and I took her to Padre Island for a week with his family, and she played on the beach all week. I love looking at those pictures. I know that it was just yesterday that she came to visit me in Vermont, we spent 10 days playing cards and swimming, and painting our nails. We rode the gondola up Mount Mansfield, she hated my boyfriend and my boss paid her to help me with my filing, she told me that she wanted to be anything except for what I was, a Benefits Administrator. She got to hold Becky hours after she was born. I sat in the airport for 2 hours and cried after Brittany left.

But it wasn't just yesterday. I've lost 3 babies since Brittany was born and divorced her Uncle Chris. I've had my heart broken since Becky was born, and I
I've gotten re-married. And in the last few month's, I've gone with Becky's daddy to drop her off at SCHOOL, Brittany has gotten a tatoo designed by her late father and gotten her own apartment. She works two jobs. Becky has lost two teeth.

Aunt Boo can't stop crying. But don't worry, It won't be like this for long

Jordan's baptism, Dec 21st

2008-12-29T13:37:00.000-08:00

Jordan and Grandma
Jordan and mom (Katie)
Uncle Bruce and Aunt Boo

SANTA!

2008-12-15T07:28:00.000-08:00

Today was our Christmas party at Kosair. I think it went pretty well. We didn't have as many kids (actual patients) come through as last year, but we had a lot more support and help from teams at church. Also, this year, the Child life specialist and the nurses brought the kids (and their families if they were there) down floor by floor, starting with Oncology. Because so many children were isolated or unable to leave their rooms, we had a team of carolers this year who went upstairs and caroled and left little gifts.

I got to visit with Santa myself. I told him that I wanted peace on earth, to pay my bills, and of course, a new orphan, for Hope

someone has to keep Santa in line

one of the girls from the college ministry painted my face!

one of the most precious moments of the day was towards the end. A little girl in a wheelchair (Not a hospital one) wheeled herself in all bundled up in her pink coat, hat and mittens. She made a beeline straight for Santa, and was just overjoyed to see him. The conversation went something like this.
her "SANTA!"
him "HO HO HO"
someone "do you want to get your picture taken with Santa?"
her "NO" never taking her eyes off of Santa, "Santa, I haven't seen you in SO long"
At that point he got down on his knee to talk to her
her "can I have a hug Santa?"
She hung out with him for a minute, they did take her picture and she asked for about a hundred hugs, then told him she'd see him on the 24th. Her mom wheeled her out toot sweet. I guess they were at the end of a long stay. She didn't make any crafts or ice any cookies or get any presents, she never took off her hat or mittens, but she saw Santa and she was thrilled.

baby steps

2008-12-12T04:43:00.000-08:00

my first Christmas tree in oh...15 or so years...

and finally...we shared the same sunset last night...

oh, here's mom

2008-10-31T15:24:00.001-07:00

with James, Maggie and Me

Here you go Marlita! (p.s. I can't stand Sparks either!)

2008-10-31T15:22:00.000-07:00

well, I'm still waiting on a set of photo's, but here are a few while we wait! (it will be a few weeks)

James and Patti (our friends) me and Bruce

Bruce designed the cake, then added the flowers when we got it

flower girl and ring guy (his term) Miracle Joy and Elijah

me and 4 of the 5 siblings, Maggie got a little lost
James, Becca, Katie and Jennifer

James and Becca

those adorable show stealers

my brother James and me

I like this picture because it shows how intimate and sweet the ceremony was, and
it shows the lake and the poles...there were people sitting on chairs up under the
lanai, but all of my family was around us. I'm pretty sure it was my mom sobbing behind me

I sneaked peaks at the kids during the prayer, both of them had their eyes closed, Elijah was oh so serious.

do you really need an explanation?

Katie's daughter, Maggie's son, my wedding

2008-10-30T16:46:00.000-07:00

A. We're Adorable

home sweet bed

2008-10-27T13:15:00.000-07:00

we're home. i started my new career in the food service industry today. hey, it's a job.
we had a perfect wedding, a wonderfully fun honeymoon and we are happy to be home.
there is much to write. in the meantime, here's a little picture.

wedding preview`

2008-10-14T20:44:00.001-07:00

hair and makeup practice tonight. I hope I look this thin on Saturday, but of course, I can't hide behind props all day....

Sunday picnic in the park

2008-10-07T18:49:00.001-07:00

I had to stand on a BIG rock to get this tall....

Brittany Rae turns 18...

2008-09-17T17:57:00.001-07:00

doesn't even seem right. Here she is holding cousin Miracle Joy

and here's mom, Jennifer Lynn.

more pictures later :)

prayer

2008-09-11T16:35:00.001-07:00

please pray for my friend Olivia. When I say she's my friend, I mean it. Like, my mom and her grandpa hang out. My sister fixed her mom's hair for her wedding, before she even had her or her brother. I sometimes clean and paint and do laundry for them. Last time I did laundry for them, Olivia sat near my feet for 3 hours playing legos while I did 3 hours worth of laundry and sang quietly to myself. From what I understand, she is in pain that is equal to a woman who is 10 centimeters dilated and in full blown labor, even on 3 IV pain meds. She's 8 years old.
Please pray for Olivia.

music

2008-09-07T08:05:00.000-07:00

I've seen two videos this week that have stopped me in my tracks.

The first one was coming to the end of my walk/jog/run (the cardio equipment at my gym has t.v.s, thank you Jesus, I switch between CMT and VH1 to keep myself going). Now, I'm not a big Daughtry fan, but I think he's alright. I had not seen this song, but I'd heard it on the radio. To be honest, I just did not have the energy to change the channel so I watched. Not only did it energize me to finish, but it got me thinking about the rest of my life, our (as in me and Bruce) lives. I thought about Deb and Hanna and Troy and Jeney and Troy. I thought about a lot of things. I appreciated that he spent as much time on our Country as other countries and that he spoke to the heart, and healing from within. I just really loved it. Maybe I read too much into things, but really, how much do we heal ourselves when we reach out to others?

The embedding has been disabled for this video (What about Now), but if you haven't seen it, and read the words that go across the screen during the song... I HIGHLY encourage you go to you tube and watch it. The full video is included there

The other one is this Kid Rock Video, Warrior. Now, I know he's controversial, but I love him. He doesn't pretend to be anything that he isn't. There are several other good songs that deal with the same issues, this was just so powerful. We saw this video at the movies yesterday, it gave me goosebumps and made me cry. I don't think this is the full version, but you can watch it at the National Guard website.

wedding preparations

2008-09-05T20:10:00.001-07:00

sorry I haven't figured how to put things behind a cut on here yet!

If you've seen the move Fool's Rush In (a favorite of both of ours), we are trying to recreate the poles that they used for the wedding at the end of the movie. In our own fashion of course! We are also making miniature ones to go around the cake. 4 for the wedding, 6 for the cake. And when I say "we", I mean Bruce. I help (a little) but mostly in a consulting fashion and with little things. He's the brains of this part of the operation.

early stages of the miniatures. I wish I had taken pictures of when these were all just pieces of wood!

in various stages of completion. There is a beer bottle behind them for scale, but it's hard to see

finished!

bucket of autumn

practicing the bigger version...the poles still have to be painted, etc...

Bruce, working on the stands for the big ones

invitations

Bruce saved my butt. He came home from work at almost midnight and found me all emotional and exhausted putting these things together, and sat down and helped me until we were finished.

that's all for now....

off to clean my house, maybe....

this and that

2008-09-01T07:19:00.000-07:00

-I have been very sick this last week, and Bruce has helped me on two big jobs that I was working on. Getting up in the morning and going to my job with me, spackeling, sanding, painting, until it was time for him to go to his own job and work till midnight.

-He's a goofball. We were both painting in the same room the other day and Meatloaf was singing "Paradise by the Dashboard Lights" in the living room (well, it was really coming from the stereo, but you know)and Bruce said, "you know, he's a lazy man, it takes a lot of energy to sleep all day". And I said "what are you talking about?" he proceeded to tell me how Meatloaf was telling the girl that he wanted to "sleep all day, baby baby let me sleep all day". I went into a dissertation about how he was saying Let me sleep on IT, and I'll give you an answer in the morning because the girl wanted a promise of love and marriage before she would *ahem*, because you know, why buy the cow if the milk is free? But he insisted I was wrong, and continued to sing "Let me sleep all day" for the rest of the song, and talk about lazy people even while Linda, the lady we were working for was singing the right words in the other room. I have a strong suspicion he was pulling my leg and singing these lyrics just for fun. Which it was, it made me laugh.

-Well, it's been one month since the big work out, BFL diet started. I tried on the dress, and it still doesn't fit. So, it has to be sent back. I won't lie. I am very, VERY, sad. I will not be defeated though, the workout and BFL will continue. I will look pretty on my wedding day.

-Bruce's outfit is complete except for the shoes. We got an exceptional deal on the slacks, so we went a little overboard and bought him the most beautiful Tommy Bahama shirt I've ever seen. I can't wait to see him wearing it with a pair of blue jeans on our honeymoon. -sigh-

-I took some pictures of the wedding preparations in their various stages, Bruce says it looks like we have buckets of autumn. that makes me smile. It makes me happy that we are doing so much of it together and so much of it will be reuseable. will post some pics soon.

-Oh yeah, the wedding cake is finally picked out, bought and paid for. Italian cream with butter cream frosting. Our first big disaster averted. The cake lady got ill, but the hairdresser directed us elsewhere and we got a great deal from well respected shoppe.

off to work on invitations.

ch.ch.ch.changes

2008-08-22T11:30:00.000-07:00

someone got a hair cut

he is so HAWT

mine is coming up next. how do you think I'd look, bald in a wedding dress?
um, no, read my lips, not gonna do it. (insert Dana Carvey impression)

less than two months to go

2008-08-20T15:55:00.000-07:00

Well on Monday morning, I broke through the 20 minute wall on the elliptical trainer. I did a little over 2 miles and 27 minutes. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to do it today, but I did, 25 minutes. It's hard not to get discouraged, watching Bruce do twice the distance in the same time, but I have to remember that he is 6 foot 3 and I'm barely 5'2. His stride IS longer. It is nice that he and Becca are working out with me. I am committed to not trying the dress on again until September 1, but I have lost 8 lbs in the last two weeks. I'm sticking to Body for Life, and just trying not to bulk up at all in the back/ chest area, thus the massive cardio.

In other news, I have given up the search for another corporate job (but not a part time job at night) and am going to continue pushing forward with my personal assistant work that I've been doing on the side. I'm so much happier doing it, I just need to bring in more clients.

more of this and that

2008-08-18T14:26:00.000-07:00

(1)I've made a conscious decision not to write too much about other peoples children these last few years, for personal reasons. By other peoples children, I mean children not in my family, I can't help it if I consider Becky and Madeline in my family...they now have a baby brother, Caleb...so get ready, after I see them in October, pictures.... Anyhow. I digress. I'm going to tell you a story that's too cute not to share.

My good friend Jenny had an end of Summer Lueau on Saturday. I took a few hours off and went over to visit with her. Her mom came over to pick up the baby, but her 5 year old stayed. Her mom told me this story.

"We were driving and M said 'Nan, how do they make bridges?' and I said, well you should probably ask Poppy, but you see those big concrete pillars? Well, they go down into the water and they hold the bridge up. The, M said to me, 'Nana, I think you got that wrong, cuz God made the world right?' and I said right. 'she said, well, I think he made the world first, then he made the people, then he made the animals, then he made the bridges, then he made the water. Because he would have to have floaties or something to make the bridges if he made the water first'"

We all agreed that M may not know her numbers, but she may be a philosopher.

(2)
Bruce and I had a movie day yesterday. We went to see Journey To The Center of the Earth. GO SEE IT. TAKE YOUR KIDS. Unless they have sensory issues. Then don't, see it first to determine if it is safe. I so wish we could take Jordan. But I am afraid it would trigger a seizure. I loved it. Even Bruce was smiling through it. He thought it was short, but then he said maybe it was because he was having so much fun.

Then we saw The Dark Knight. Wow. I thought the last one was great. But this one was really phenomenal. also, I don't want to over analyze anything to do with Heath Ledger, but wow, what a twisted character he had to play. I would not have been able to submerse myself into that psyche. He was totally believable. However, how about Gary Oldman. wow. It was all incredibly acted, by the whole cast. There is this song that I love by Chris Rice, called Sometimes Love. The line says, "Sometimes love has to drive a nail into it's own hand". When Commissioner Gordon's son asked why Batman was running when he hadn't done anything wrong, and he said, because he is the hero that we deserve, but not the hero that we need, and he can do that, because he's not a hero...that song went through my head. I saw that allegory in my mind. We're all looking for someone to lay down their life, their pride for us. How many of us actually see it. I don't think I look for these things, but I'm always seeing them in the most unexpected places.

In Which Aunt Boo turns 41

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and announces her engagement

birthday haircut, I got bangs

Brucie Barbecue-ing

They really love him (story to follow)

mom (donerleg) and baby brother

So, Bruce and I will be getting married on October 18th , yes, this year. When I told Miracle, she said "can I come! Can I come!!???" then she said "Yer marrying a motorcycle dude?". It was pretty funny. Elijah was being a bonehead and wouldn't talk to me at my party (see below)

he had his head buried in Maggie's chest, so I sat down next to them and said, "Eli, I have to ask you something important...is it ok with you if I marry Bruce?". Maggie was all excited and Becca was smiling (of course she already knew) Then Elijah (without looking at me, gave me a thumbs up and said "YES".

Kids.

The birthday was a smashing success and great fun was had by all. All my siblings and nieces and nephews gave approval for Bruce and I to be married. Mom and Becca had already signed off. So... more to come!

TV

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I so wish that I could like Burn Notice. Bruce Campbell is in it and I ♥ him. But I just don't dig it. I keep dvr'ing it and I just keep not liking it, except to stare at Bruce Campbell. His chin still works.

On the other hand, In Plain Sight rocks.

laughter

2008-07-08T17:42:00.000-07:00

Bruce and I went to see a couple of movies this weekend. They weren't great movies, but they had some laugh out loud moments in them. The second movie, we went with his ex-in-laws and fellow mason brother (?)(i guess that's what they are called) Anyway. If you know me in the flesh, you've heard me laugh. When something tickles me, I just laugh right out loud. Secretly, I've always loved this part of myself, but outwardly I'm always apologizing for my "obnoxious" laugh or for being too boisterous or unladylike. But this weekend, I decided to stop apologizing and embrace this side of myself. To outwardly appreciate my joy of all things silly and laughable. Life is full of enough things to make me somber and to make me cry. When something makes me joyful, I will laugh, right out loud without apologizing or covering my face any more.

Miracle turns 7, my beautiful family

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As only our family can do, it was a tropical party with Mexican food. We had our favorite Mexican lasagna. Becca made the best picco de gallo ever and I made my famous guacamole and of course we had margaritas.

I apologize, I don't know how to use cut's on blogger yet, but I will learn. Here are some photos from Miracles 7th birthday party! (Katie's youngest) These are off of my digital, late I'll have some 35 millimeters that should be great. I like to give Daniel the camera because people are less guarded with an 11 year old! (this would be Daniel, Katie's middle son)

Miracle and Elijah (Maggie's son)

three nephews in a row, Cole (Jen's youngest) Jordan (Katie's oldest) and Daniel (Katie's middle child). To the left, is Miracle's sweet brother, Mookie. I love him. So technically, 4 nephews in a row.

swing away Colio...yes, cousin Cole broke the pinata and temper tantrums ensued. Nothing like presents to make it all better though. That's Miracles Daddy Joey and Elijah's daddy Joe in the background (click on the pic for the priceless expressions)

the beautiful mommy

Uncle James and Brittany (Jen's oldest...she's almost grown up -sigh-)

Miracle Joy and her best friend Nina

A few pics for Charissa

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Becca on the subway
James muggin'
Katie, Maggie, Jennifer Lynn

hopefully, they won't kill me! I'll post some pictures of the kids soon, you've seen them on my LJ though, right?

New Blog

2008-06-11T15:22:00.000-07:00

Well, I can not promise to be super faithful in writing in this blog as I've kept an LJ for so many years. But since there are so many blog spots that I lurk in, and very occasionally leave comments in, I thought it was time that I create my own :)