Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Happy Valentine's Day

I started the day earlier than usual, I had pancakes to make! I wish I would have taken pics of them because they were heart-shaped ❤ 

Devin loved the card,  & pancakes were beyond yummy.

I sent them all out the door with full bellies :)

For Valentines Day, I asked Devin for a heartfelt letter or a sweet poem. Preferably not in a text or an email. Cost of writing a letter, pennies at most!

So, I thought sometime in the evening I would see the finished masterpiece. I'm soooo glad I got it early. I was having a rough morning/ early afternoon. There were tears and some heartaches, and frankly - that shouldn't happen on a day dedicated to LOVE.

I was working on some photos when I heard the front door open. Prior to him coming in, I had settled down and gotten rid of the tears. In walks Dev, with these beautiful flowers...... and my poem.

I love you so very much babe.

Are we friends or are we not?
O yes we are, I've not forgot.
I tell you this and say it true,
I will always be here for you.

If I die before you do,
I'll go to heaven & wait for you.
I'll give the angels back their wings
and risk the loss of everything
Just to prove our friendship true..
Just to have a love like you.

You are the there though thick & thin.
You are MY TRUE soulmate.
I love & cherish you with all my heart.

Love, Devin

How adorable that? He walked throught that door today, when I needed him the most. He wiped away my tears, and warmed up my heart. 

Monday, February 7, 2011

I Blew a Gasket!

Well I did it and I'm not proud of it.

I threw a fit....... on FB. I went there.

I got so worked up, that I vented via the world wide web.

At the time, it felt right. I NEEDED someone to agree with me, and I got it. This outburst was so out of character, and even tho at the time of that post it felt good- now it's not the case. I let a couple of  people get the best of me.
See these kids?

No matter how old they are, they're always going to be my babies. I have good respectful kids, and I'm so proud of that. Each are so different. I have the "yes ma'am"/ "no sir" kids, and I LOVE that. They've been raised to participate 100% or not at all. We NEVER quit,  God is the answer, family comes 1st, and think before you react.

Lulu. Anyone that knows this child, can tell you that she goes hard in all that she does. She prides herself on being the best. As I've blogged a couple of weeks ago, she hurt her finger. After our visit this morning with Dr. Winton, it's almost set in stone that she is going to have surgery in order to fix her injury. It's so crushing. Last season in softball, she earned All-District Honors and made a name for herself. Softball season has now begun here @ CHS Needless to say, this injury couldn't have come at a worse time, but she's gonna work through it. It won't keep her down.

She's right-handed. Her index finger is in a splint, and her arm now in a sling to help with the swelling. Writing is next to impossible. She attempts to do it, and if she is able to get something down on paper, you won't be able to read it.

For a week now, she's had one particular teacher that nags and complains about her penmanship. When she offered to help her, it's comes with eye-rolling, deep sighing and a short tone. Childish isn't it?

This child is handicapped for the time being, and she can't help it. So, today after our Dr's visit, we went to the HS and talked to principal about this lil' problem. He was very helpful, and together we were sure that we could come up with a solution. Less than an hour of being at school, I get a text from Lulu telling me that a completely different teacher accused her of cheating because she had someone writing things down on her paper. Seriously? Such a sick feeling to know your child is upset, over something that shouldn't be a big issue. Teachers are suppose to be there to teach, mentor and help our children.

Unfortunately, there are some that have NO business working with kids.

That's why I lost it. My child was made felt like she was a burden, a slacker & a cheat. She's NONE of those things.

This pic was taken this past weekend. She left the sling off because it just didn't go with her dress. Notice that her BF has a case on his hand too. Hang in there sweet Lulu, you are gonna make it through this. God has his arms wrapped around you really tight :))

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Brr Freeze Folks!

Whew, what a busy- interesting week!

Beginning of the week Temp was 70°, it was so wonderful.

Monday evening you could smell something different in the air, and you just got the sense that something was stirring about.

Lulu and I went over to Uncle Ernie & Aunt Teresa's Tues night so that I could take their 50th Anniversary pics. (that was so sweet and fun to do!) We walked into their house and it was a lil' chilly outside. When we walked out, it was COLD. Later on that night, it rained, and it got even colder.

We awoke Wed morning to snow flurries and temp of 13 degrees. The kids were disappointed because school was not cancelled. Most of the surrounding schools did close. Icy roads, power outages, snow, rain, sleet are a recipe for disaster for West Texans. 

I did ventured out with my besties on to pick up meds for Dev in Odessa. Cynthia was NOT going to let a little snow get in our way of having girl time. Cynthia- I freakin' love you. 

I tried to snap a pic of the snow falling but you can't see em. 

As the day went on, it just kept getting colder, and snow continued to fall, but it didn't stick. The electric companies were doing rolling blackouts. Thank the Lord that we didn't have to go through that, and lots of people had frozen pipes, or pipes that burst. Again, thank GOD that didn't happen to us. What is there to do when it's cold? 

Chicken Tortilla Soup

Cook warm yummy food, stay home and cuddle up underneath the warm blankets and watch movies! I didn't get to do stay at home cuddle up stuff :( I had to go work up at the shop for a couple of days. 

My "guys" at work.


We live in West Texas, and these temps cause us to go in a Tilly! 

Read it and weep.