BARE WITH ME

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

childrens lives.

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.

LILBIT ABOUT MY POKENO FRIENDS

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;

CHILDREN PROBLEMS

MARRIAGE PROBLEMS

DEATH OF SPOUSES

SERIOUS ILLNESSES OF CHILDREN

MARRIAGES

DIVORCES

EMPTY NEST SYNDROME

OLD AGE

ILLNESSES

DEATH

Yet, every month we congregate at someones home

to play our game but mostly for fellowship,

friendship...

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.

Searching for a new king of pop

FUTURE KING OF POP

Word is out, King of Pop

is gone!

So what about the kid in the middle,

maybe the new King?

Now let me say how I feel about the

death of

MICHAEL JACKSON

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

Aunt Lil

I AM A HERO

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

for kids...

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

my book...

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

corrected.

Well just another adventure in lilbit of my world.

I stand corrected

Just wanted to clarify that Ronnie's

AA sobriety date is

June 24, 1987

not 2007

as I wrote on yesterday's blog but have now corrected.

Today he celebrates 22 years of sobriety.

Love You, Ronnie

FLOOD MEMORIES

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!!!

BIRTHDAYS TODAY OR TOMORROW!

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!!!

MR. RANDOLPH

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!!!

GOOD LUCK TEDI-GIRL!!!

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!!!!!

rest in peace, Sam

SAM DUPIERRE

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

and Lisa.

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

for Sam.

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!!!!

DO YA'LL KNOW THE STORY TO THIS PICTURE?

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, 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

OF OLIVIA...

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

or me.

However it still blows my mind and wanted to share it again.

love to all!,

WHO'S YO' MOMMA?

WHO'S YO' MOMMA?

Now it is time to talk about the big sis

Veronica Ann...

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

when needed.

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!!!

PRAYERS FOR THE AUCOIN'S

Rosie's mother-in-law,

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

long-term care.

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!!!!!

HOW CUTE WAS I?

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

our past.

love all of you!!!

ADDICTION THE DISEASE

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 

addiction is.

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

IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS

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!!!!

nee-nee dancing

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

my blogging....

Mind is wondering....

no one is safe if this works....

...and Abby

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!

2009 coffee

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

theme.

We all sported cool pins stating:

SAVE THE TA-TA'S

It was great and wonderful fun!!!!

Can't wait until next year.

SHRIMP PEELING

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...

PRAY FOR ABBY

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!!

IT'S SUMMER TIME!

It's summer!!!!

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?

Read my new mission statement

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

ever know!