Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Bare with me today as I share...
One of our teachers at TES has lost her husband.
He leaves behind three children.
His oldest is in high school,
the two youngest in elementary school.
This teacher is one of the kindest and
gentlest teachers who has touched so many
Until last year when she had to make a trip
on a plane for school, she had never left her
children or her husband for even one night.
From talking to my other school friend, Mel
this man was an involved daddy,
coached soccer to his own son as well as many other
children who will be at a loss without him.
I cannot imagine what Terry feels today
as she prepares to bury her husband.
Please pray and be with her and her children
as they embark on a life without their
daddy and husband.
We are not supposed to question God
and I am all about knowing that heaven is a better
place than what we live here...
But what about these children who still
needed their daddy?
Okay today, I just don't understand.
Monday, June 29, 2009
ME AND MOM AT POKENO XMAS PARTY 2007
POKENO FRIENDS IN 2007
June is my month to host pokeno for this group
that has been together for 15 years.
I was one of the original players and through
the last 15 years he have had many changes of
players but the group stays sound in
our commitment to keeping this group going.
Yesterday everyone gathered at my house
for our monthly game and, as usual,
we had such a good time.
I looked around my little kitchen/dining room
and remembered all we have been through;
DEATH OF SPOUSES
SERIOUS ILLNESSES OF CHILDREN
EMPTY NEST SYNDROME
Yet, every month we congregate at someones home
to play our game but mostly for fellowship,
We've discussed so much in our homes
and yes, we have even gossiped (can you believe that)
but there is something that is sacred in our group:
the love that is shared between us 12 women
that cannot be broken.
For me it is nothing about the game of Pokeno.
Often I tell the gang, I hate the game
I keep coming back for the food
and the friendship...
Yes, and for the extra time it
gives me with my mumsie
who also plays Pokeno in my group.
No matter how old you are, everyone needs
friends, and this group has solved many problems
over the years.
So Kudos to the person who
made up the game of Pokeno
and for all the people and friends
I've met over the last 15 years.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
FUTURE KING OF POP
Word is out, King of Pop
So what about the kid in the middle,
maybe the new King?
Now let me say how I feel about the
Yes, in the last 10 years he has been
a freak, making unwise choices, having
children in the most unusual ways,
being accused of harming children.
But let's go back, back in time
to the little boy in Jackson Five...
Oh, how C and I loved MJ and Donny Osmond...
How talented Michael was
as a little child on the Ed Sullivan show.
I loved hearing him sing and perform as
a little boy.
Then let's remember the 80's...
When MTV was new and I was newly married
living in a trailer by the hospital.
Oh, the THRILLER album came out
and myself, C and Tiffany would dance in the living room
of that trailer while our hubby's watched us
make fools of ourselves...
Remember, C and Tiff?
Oh, everyone was on the kick of THRILLER
and we could watch music videos on MTV.
Then I cannot forget the years that
he basically fed people all over the world
by making an album that all proceeds
went to feeding starving children.
He got famous musicians to participate
in the feat to save the children of the world.
I also can't forget the year he did
the half-time show for the Superbowl.
Not much about football makes me cry,
but I cried that day!
Then he became something I was not proud
to say I admired.
However I choose not to focus on the crazy, crazy
things he did the last 10 years,
rather on the wonderful things he did way back when.
I am upset with the fact though that his
death has overshadowed the death of another
icon, FARRAH FAUCET.
She suffered and died of cancer,
documented her illness for the world
to see and because MJ died on the same
day there is hardly anything out there about poor
Farrah who lived and died in a respectable way.
May both rest in peace.
WET AUNT GENIE KISSES TO ALL TODAY
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Okay maybe not, but this picture reminds ya'll just how
big my mouth is....
So today I am sitting in a waiting room,
waiting for my appointment, trying to mind
my own business which is always hard for me.
I'm reading a book and a young woman comes
in, sits down to wait for her appointment.
Not long after, a young man walks in with his
child and sits by this girl.
Now I am interested, because you see I am a sucker
So this guy is mouthing off to this girl but low so
no one can hear but I can tell she is getting upset.
I still am minding my own business....
She gets up with the child and moves to another part of
the lobby, she is clearly upset but I still try to read
he gets up and sits next to her and keeps mouthing off
now, I am about to speak up but still,
I am proud to say, try and stay interested in my book.
But then, then she puts the child down because
she is clearly upset, the man grabs the child
and heads out the door, and she follows them out.
It's all I can do to stay sitting, oh but I am watching.
Then I see them arguing, she tries to grab the
baby from him and he begins pushing and pulling
on her shirt...
WELL YOU KNOW THIS WAS WAY, WAY TOO MUCH FOR ME!
So I stand up, storm out of that lobby door
and scream at this guy,
"Do I need to call the police here
because if you think I am going to watch you hit and
push around this girl you are crazy!"
He lets her, holding the baby go.
I tell the receptionist at the door to call the police and
I help the young girl and the child inside.
I tell the lunatic that he better stay away and
he tells me he is waiting for the cops...
yadda, yadda, yadda
Well the young woman and the child are escorted
to the back and I sit down, pick up my book
and keep reading....
The police did come and did take my statement
but I don't know what happened except
that the girl and child were safe.
Now Ya'll know that was just too much
pressure for ol' Aunt Lil
not to interfere.
The ironic part of all of this is there were other
people in that lobby that saw the same thing as
me but no one got up but me.
Even after they saw me screaming at him
and making sure this poor girl and baby
got in the building.... no one got up!
Is there something wrong with me?
If there is I hope I never have it
Well just another adventure in lilbit of my world.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Oh, let's now reminisce about flood days.
I always thought something was wrong with me
because I get all excited when there is a hurricane coming our way.
You have to watch how you say that to people these days.
With all the destruction that has happened over the
last few years, people don't take too kindly
when you say you love hurricanes.
But I know why I love them.
There are so many good family memories when
thinking of hurricanes.
So, let me go back in time...
Before the seawall, when the roads would
flood and so there could be no school,
No time to go anywhere because you couldn't.
Remember how everyone in the neighborhood
would come out to play?
Everyone would help each other to clean out
their places but if you were a kid
all you had to do was get out
your water toys, and play with your friends.
I remember being so sad when the seawall
went up because flooding was never the same
and school just wasn't cancelled for very long.
Mom always said daddy loved hurricanes and bad weather
just like me, wonder if for him it was because of
the memories, too!!!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
If your name is Ronnie, it may be your birthday...
Happy Birthday, Veronica the sister,
I believe your birthday is tomorrow, or maybe today!
Happy AA Birthday, Ronnie the husband...
We never agreed on what day his AA birthday is on,
He went into treatment on June 23, 1987 but since he went in
drunk, I always say the 24th is his AA birthday.
So whichever day it was, I am so proud of you!!!
Veronica, so how old would you be now,
is it 63?
Love to the both of you!!!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Too many memories on blogs about this man
not to give him his own space.
So lets do memories of Mr. Randolph
and RANDOLPH'S RESTAURANT
When Mr. R. was dying, I went to visit
and shared this memory with him:
When I was a teenager, my room upstairs faced his
house. Because air conditioning was used only
on the hottest of nights, there were many nights
that I slept with my window opened.
I remember every morning between three and four
Mr. R. walking to the restaurant.
The reason I knew it was him
because every morning he would whistle on his trek.
He didn't care that it was 3:00 am!!!
He was on his way to do what he loved to do
and he was happy.
I shared with him that his whistling
was my sign,
my sign that everything was right in the world,
it would be a good day.
This story made him cry.
He never realized his simple act of happiness
was viewed by another.
I loved this man for all he did for all of us.
Everyday after walking home from school,
I would stop there to give Mom a kiss,
but more so for a pocket full of olives.
He would fuss me but never stopped me.
He always allowed us to go in and out of
the restaurant as if we belonged there.
Where else could Mom have worked that
they would have allowed that?
We owe a lot to this kind man and his family.
HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO ALL THE
DADDIES OUT THERE WHO
I LOVE AND WHO PLAYED A PART
IN RAISING ME!!!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Today is Tedi's dance show-off day.
Having spoken to her momma most
every day this week, I know how much fun she
has had and true Tedi fashion,
almost every day she has won an award,
yesterday being the spirit award!!!
Today, after their performance,
a few of the girls will be chosen
to fly to Florida to perform
at the Capital One bowl.
Her performance will start today at 3:00pm
and Mom and I will be making the trek
there to cheer for her!
Good luck, Tedi,
don't let our cheering embarrass you!!!!!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
For some of us, dogs are just dogs,
we may like them, we may tolerate them,
yet we know their place in the world
and that is the dog world.
Then there are those of us who love
animals and dogs like their own
children, people like my hubby
Please be with Lisa and the other Dupierre's
as they put their faithful, loved
Sam to sleep this afternoon.
I spoke with Lisa yesterday afternoon after
getting the news and she was upset
but understood that this was best
He was her first baby and 15 years old!
both Guy and Lisa treated him like their child
until Abby was born.
Then, to Guy he became just a dog.
However, for Lisa, he was still her baby.
She is accepting of the decision of the
vet that it is time to lay him to rest.
I think it is so sweet that her daddy,
Mr. David went and buy Sam
two hamburgers from Burger King
remembering how much he loved those burgers.
So, Lisa and Mr. David will be
with Sam as he takes his last breath
and is put out of his pain on Earth today.
Pray for peace for all and that
this event will be full of comfort for
them knowing that it is what is best for Sam.
I believe ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN
just as the movie suggests,
so Sam wait for us, we'll be there one day!
Lick Jesus for us!!!!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
GOOD STORY ABOUT A MOTHER'S GRIEF
This picture proudly, once again, hangs in my home.
It belongs to Roddie but he has allowed me to keep it for
him until he is once again ready for it.
It's a picture of Daddy in white and Uncle Emel.
But let me share the story that goes with this picture,
the same one that fascinated Roddie so much that
he begged Momma for the picture when he was young.
WHEN I WAS A TEENAGER, I ASKED DADDY IF
I COULD GO THROUGH ALL HIS OLD PICTURES
AND PUT SOME TYPE OF ORGANIZATION TO THEM.
HE BRUSHED ME OFF AND SAID HE DIDN'T CARE.
I GUESS EVEN THEN I WAS A BUDDING SCRAPBOOKER.
WHILE PLAYING IN ALL THOSE OLD PICTURES
I CAME ACROSS A 5X7 OF THIS SAME PICTURE ABOVE
BUT DIDN'T KNOW THE ONE ABOVE EXISTED.
HOWEVER, THE SMALL ONE WAS DIFFERENT FROM THIS ONE.
THE SMALLER ONE HAD A PICTURE OF A LITTLE GIRL
STANDING ON THE SIDE OF DADDY.
I DIDN'T RECOGNIZE THE GIRL SO I BROUGHT IT TO DADDY
AND ASKED HIM WHO SHE WAS.
HE NONCHALANTLY TOLD ME THAT WAS HIS SISTER
OLIVIA, OLIVIA? DIDN'T KNOW HER...
HE TOLD ME THAT NOT LONG AFTER THE PICTURE
WAS TAKEN SHE WAS HIT IN THE BACK WITH A SWING.
SHE BECAME SICK AND DIED.
WELL, THIS FREAKED ME OUT, AN AUNT THAT
I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT?
HE WOULDN'T GIVE ME MORE INFORMATION.
I WENT ON AND GREW UP.
WHILE PACKING MOMMA TO MOVE INTO HER TRAILER,
I CAME ACROSS THIS PICTURE ABOVE.
I IMMEDIATELY LOVED IT AND RECOGNIZED IT
BUT NOTICED THE LITTLE GIRL WAS MISSING.
IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY AT THE PICTURE
YOU CAN SEE THAT THE LEFT SIDE IS BLURRED OUT.
I WAS SO UPSET ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE WASN'T THERE.
I QUESTIONED MOMMA AND TOLD HER HOW
I REMEMBER THE OTHER PICTURE AND THERE SHOULD
BE A GIRL NAMED OLIVIA IN THIS PICTURE.
THEN MOMMA SHARED WITH ME THE TRUE STORY
SHE DIED OF A HIGH FEVER, NOT SURE IF
SHE HAD A RUPTURED APPENDIX OR RUPTURED
HER KIDNEY WHEN SHE FELL OF THE SWING.
HOWEVER, HER MOMMA WENT INTO A SEVERE
DEPRESSION AFTER HER DEATH BLAMING
HERSELF FOR THE LOSS OF THE LITTLE
GIRL WHO WAS, MOM THOUGHT 11.
THE ONLY WAY SHE COULD GET OVER IT
WAS TO PRETEND SHE NEVER EXISTED
SO SHE GOT RID OF EVERY PICTURE OF OLIVIA.
TOOK HER OFF OF EVERY PICTURE THAT EXISTED.
FORBID ANYONE FROM SPEAKING OF HER.
ONLY IN THIS WAY COULD SHE GO ON WITH
HER LIFE AND RAISE HER OTHER CHILDREN.
I SEARCHED FOR THE 5X7 PICTURE AND WAS
NEVER ABLE TO FIND IT AGAIN.
MOM THOUGHT THAT DADDY HAD GOTTEN
RID OF IT AFTER I FOUND IT.
Can you imagine how painful it must be to loose
a child that it would be easier to pretend
she never existed!
After Roddie heard this story he begged for
the picture, and mom never could tell Roddie no.
He hung this picture in his room
the whole time he was growing up
and told the story many, many times.
Some of you may have heard it from him
However it still blows my mind and wanted to share it again.
love to all!,
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
WHO'S YO' MOMMA?
Now it is time to talk about the big sis
Reading the postings of my cancer years
and C's writing makes me
admire Ronnie so much more.
She is not the oldest of all of us,
yet she has always been the second Momma
to C and I.
Look at these pictures and tell me
that I didn't love her like my Momma!
Out of all of us, Ronnie
is the one I have always depended on the most
to help me with anything in my life.
She always has wanted to fix everything
in our lives, to make us happy.
When she couldn't fix it or make it better,
she would become frustrated more at herself
than anyone else.
Growing up, I truly believed if I called her
she would make it all better.
When I began having kids, she treated them
like her grandchildren.
She babysat, changed diapers, disciplined
I cannot speak for her and I say this not meaning to
offend but to explain my understanding.
When Roddie got sick and she realized
she could not fix this problem,
she tried to pull away.
It was too painful for her and again
she couldn't fix it or take away my sadness,
my worries, my fears.
I was her baby sister, the one she loved as her own child
yet she couldn't help me.
She tried to pull away but I refused to let her.
I told her that I wasn't going to go away.
She has done some hard things for her in the last
year and I hope she knows just how appreciative
I am for all she has done to make
things right once again in our family.
I will always need her in my life,
you see because she is not just a sister to me.
She is the best,
being a sister and a momma.
She has always took care of us
and at 20 years old found herself having
to keep our family together while
Mom and Dad stayed with me.
I've told her many times how much I admire
her for this and she always says,
"We all did what we needed to do to keep you alive"
But I don't believe that to be true
she went above and beyond what most
20 year olds with her own family would do.
We are a close family because of what
you have done for us...
Just like you didn't give up on us when we were
young, I didn't give up on your
forgiveness because I understood
what your frustration was...
I WILL ALWAYS, ALWAYS ADMIRE AND LOVE YOU
My sister, my momma... my friend!!!
Monday, June 15, 2009
Mary Aucoin passed away this morning
peacefully at about 6:00.
She had a stroke on Friday and the family
was having to make decisions for
God had other plans and called her home
to be with her husband and her two boys,
one of them being Doc.
Please pray for Rosie, Jeanette and their family
as they prepare to say good-bye to
this awesome woman.
the funeral is scheduled for Wednesday
at 11:00 am in Labadeville.
Love you, Rosie!!!!!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
I love old pictures, especially of myself....
Brings me back to a time in my life that I don't always remember.
So many of my pictures are of me in Pajama's.
Probably because I was always recuperating from
surgery or chemo. or radiation.
So siblings, need ya'll help.
Often I think of what life was like for you guys
as I was living my cancer life.
So much I don't know about the other side.
Share with me here, ya'll memories of those
years when I was diagnosed with cancer.
What was your life like.
You know I often say when I grow up,
(which I doubt I'll ever do)
I want to be a motivational speaker
or write a book.
Your memories will be needed for me
to do this.
Share, please and tell me what life was like for you
way back when.
Go back to a different time, even
if is is painful and share with me
love all of you!!!
Friday, June 12, 2009
On Wednesday, was discussing with some friends
the baffling disease of addiction.
Trying to grasp this disease is so hard.
It takes a kind, good-hearted person
and turns them into someone who
doesn't resemble someone you know.
I told these friends the only way I
could find compassion for Rod through
difficult times was to tell myself
he had cancer and tough love was the chemotherapy.
Last night while spring cleaning, I came across
this writing that Ronnie received 22 years ago
when he first found sobriety.
I share it in hopes that it helps put
some understanding to the most baffling
disease of addiction, no matter what the
I AM YOUR DISEASE
I HATE MEETINGS, I HATE A HIGHER POWER, I HATE ANYONE
WHO HAS A PROGRAM.
TO ALL WHO COME IN CONTACT WITH ME,
I WISH YOU DEATH AND I WISH YOU SUFFERING.
ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF;
I AM THE DISEASE OF ADDICTION.
CUNNING, BAFFLING AND POWERFUL, THAT'S ME.
I HAVE KILLED MILLIONS AND I AM PLEASED.
I LOVE TO CATCH YOU WITH THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE.
I LOVE PRETENDING I AM YOUR FRIEND AND LOVER.
I HAVE GIVEN YOU COMFORT HAVE I NOT?
WASN'T I THERE WHEN YOU WERE LONELY?
WHEN YOU WANTED TO DIE DIDN'T YOU CALL ME?
I WAS THERE. I LOVE TO MAKE YOU HURT.
I LOVE TO MAKE YOU CRY.
BETTER YET, I LOVE TO MAKE YOU SO NUMB
YOU CAN NEITHER HURT OR CRY.
YOU CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING AT ALL.
THIS IS THE TRUE GLORY.
I WILL GIVE YOU INSTANT GRATIFICATION
AND ALL I ASK OF YOU IS LONG TERM SUFFERING.
I'VE BEEN THERE FOR YOU ALWAYS.
WHEN THINGS WERE GOING RIGHT IN YOUR LIFE,
YOU INVITED ME.
YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T DESERVE THESE GOOD THINGS,
AND I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO AGREED WITH YOU.
TOGETHER WE WERE ABLE TO DESTROY
ALL GOOD THINGS IN YOUR LIFE.
PEOPLE DON'T TAKE ME SERIOUSLY.
THEY TAKE HEART ATTACKS SERIOUSLY
AND THEY TAKE STROKES SERIOUSLY.
FOOLS THAT THEY ARE, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND
THAT WITHOUT MY HELP THESE DISEASES
MAY NOT BE POSSIBLE.
I AM SUCH A HATED DISEASE, AND YET
I DO NOT COME UNINVITED.
YOU CHOOSE TO HAVE ME.
SO MANY HAVE CHOSEN ME OVER REALITY AND PEACE.
MORE THAN YOU HATE ME, I HATE ALL OF YOU
WHO HAVE A TWELVE STEP PROGRAM.
YOUR PROGRAMS-YOUR MEETINGS-YOUR HIGHER POWER.
ALL WEAKEN ME AND I CAN'T FUNCTION IN THE MANNER
I AM ACCUSTOMED TO.
NOW I LIE HERE QUIETLY.
YOU DON'T SEE ME, BUT I AM GROWING,
BIGGER THAN EVER,
WHEN YOU ONLY EXIST, I MAY LIVE.
WHEN YOU LIVE, I ONLY EXIST.
BUT I AM HERE...
AND UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, IF WE MEET AGAIN,
I WISH YOU SUFFERING AND DEATH.
Pray for all who suffer from this awful disease.
love to all
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Just wanted to give Kudo's to Tie and her family!
They are on their feet, moving into their own place
and getting well.
Without giving too much of Tie's story,
just wanted to say how proud I am of the
recent things she has done to save herself
and her family.
She and I had a lengthy conversation yesterday
and she and I once again talked about
how strange God works sometimes.
She said with her own words that
this accident, as much as it was devastating for her,
has actually been what it took to have her get
the professional help she needed and
to look at her life as a whole and
realize many things about herself that
she just didn't understand until now.
Tie is such a good girl and always doing
for church and others but sometimes forgets
to take care of herself, just as many of us do.
I say to her what I tell myself often:
YOU MUST BE GOOD TO YOURSELF IF
YOU WILL BE ANY GOOD TO OTHERS
Right C, that's why we shop so much!
I am so happy for her little girls,
they will now have their own home
and have friends over to sleep,
Tie will have her own kitchen to cook!
Must give a thanks to Gilbert also for
sticking in there through a difficult time.
Thank you Gilbert for all you have done for
Tie and the girls the last 5 months.
Love to all of you!!!!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Just wanted to see if I could figure out how to put a video
on here, had this one of Dominique dancing at
the coffee so I am hoping it works.
gee, this could open up a whole new world on
Mind is wondering....
no one is safe if this works....
Oh and wanted to post this cute picture
of Abby recuperating from her tonsillectomy.
She missed the coffee because of this.
However, she is doing really well
and eating her mashed potatoes.....
missed you Abby!
Wasn't the same without you so get
well so you can be there next year!
Jesi and I with Chase's mom, Nicole and his sister, Alexis
Mom, Mone and Ronnie
The baby sisters
Mom looking beautiful at 88 years old
Peter's women: Mom, Cheryl and Em
The fourth generation after the fashion show.
Two of my godchildren, Tedi and Cammi
Amazon and Aunt C
Well, well, another successful coffee!!
So much fun had by all.
How I did not get a picture of Rebecca and Tie who
made everything beautiful for all of us
is beyond me!!!
Thanks to everyone for making
beautiful memories for Mom and us.
Planning special surprises for Mom next year.
Get ready, costumes may be involved...
(Peter how do you feel about cross-dressing haha)
This year's theme was SAVE THE TA-TA'S
Since Mone treated us all to our tickets
in thanksgiving for family support during
her recent battle with breast cancer,
Rebecca came up with the breast cancer awareness
We all sported cool pins stating:
SAVE THE TA-TA'S
It was great and wonderful fun!!!!
Can't wait until next year.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
My cutie-patootie son who I call Roddie
went trawling and brought his momma an ice chest
of shrimp to peel!
This is what I learned about myself
as I peeled my lovely shrimp:
1) I Love to peel shrimp
2) I love to peel shrimp outside.
3) I love packing them in ziplocs and laying them
to freeze in the freezer.
Many memories come to me as I sit
and peel my lovely shrimp.
Of course, most are childhood memories.
We all waited for Daddy to come home from trawling.
Daddy would back that boat up into our run-down driveway,
get out the car and talk about how his day was.
Then he and Mom would unload the ice-chests
under the carport that never really protected a car
and set themselves up for a peeling festival.
Dad would sit on a bucket over his ice-chest.
He's put a piece of wood over that chest
and on that wood would be his bowl for the shrimp,
one for the heads.
He was the fastest head breaker I remember.
Mom was not so savvy.
she would fix her water with vinegar to dip
her hands in when they became too slippery.
I do that, too.
Can't peel shrimp without vinegar...
Friday, June 5, 2009
Abby is having her tonsils out this morning.
Pray that she does fine through
the surgery and her recovery.
I will be going to the hospital this
morning to be with Guy and Lisa.
I will update when I get back
but I am sure she will do fine.
Keep her close to your thoughts
and heart today and for the
next few weeks as she
finds out pudding and ice-cream
has nothing on hamburgers and fries!!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
For those of you who work year round...
sorry for the enthusiasm!
Remember when you were in school,
how exciting it was the last few days of school
and you knew you would have three full months
of pure bliss?
Well, I am fortunate enough to be able
to have that feeling once again.
So, if I blog less or comment less,
it's because I am in summer mode.
Summer plans for me?
Spending time with Mom and family
Spring cleaning my house.
A week in Houston with Ron.
And nothing else!!!!!!
I love my job,
it allows me to do God's work
everyday and get paid for it.
There is nothing more rewarding for me
than working with children,
especially the majority of the
children at my school who need
lots of loving!!!
However, one of the best parts of the job
is the hours and the time off.
If I bragged to much, sorry,
but you know,
some body's gotta do it!!!
So what summer plans do all of you have?
Monday, June 1, 2009
On my right sided bar here on my blog you will find
my new mission statement to my life.
found this statement from Albert Einstein
and fell in love with the message.
May we all live in the comfort
knowing that we are here for
a purpose far bigger than we may