Seriously...

Whitney Houston died.  She was a sad pathetic slither of who she used to be.  She has been hard at it for 10 years with drugs, alcohol and partying.  She has missed gigs and got fired from gigs for singing the wrong songs at practice. She picks fights at clubs and she got booed off the stage during her last tour because she couldn't hit the high notes, claiming 'her soprano voice was not wanting to show up'. Some of them actually left during her show. Why do I keep reading about how wonderful she was.  She was a has been and died as a has been.  I am over it!  Let's focus on more important people that actually do important things with thier lives... thier ENTIRE lives!

Ready ..... Set......

Now we are discussing the daycare options.  We are signing another contract tomorrow for the land, and the final proposal for the loan is going to the bank this week.  Everything hinges on that.  I still toy with NOT opening a center, but that feeling seems to fly in and out and only appear once or twice a week, mostly when I am so tired!   If everything goes to MY timeline... with two weeks I should have my blue prints!

When you say good-bye



The Kid during their first
 summer at the house



We sold our house in Guymon and WHAT A RELIEF!  Such a weight off the shoulders of us poor people!   It was weird to walk through the house for the last time.  I did it in silence and I swear I could hear so many memories of the kids growing up there.  I heard the kids doing the dishes while speaking in french and singing the theme song from China Beach.  I remember them sitting at the table and helping each other pick out their next years school courses so they could be in each others classes.  I especially remember the food fight the boys had in the dinning room with mashed potato and gravy plus ketchup!  I can see the house full of the youth group and screaming kids while watching a scary movie at one of their MANY movie parties.  A stain in the den floor reminded me of when Ryan split the entire bowl of hot sauce and looked at me as if he thought his life was over.  I remember having the large family Christmas tree up in the formal living room and watching and listening to Tanner & Kye, 14 and 15 at the time... singing "Could this be Santa" from the veggie tales, while waiting for Kyes dad to pick him up.  I remember all the times Katie had all the cheerleaders over at our house for 6 years straight practicing the tryout routine using the big window off the patio for the reflection.  I remember the big parties the kids would always seem to have in our backyard and how no matter how many pizza's I ordered, it was never enough! I remember Matthew running all around the house, making it impossible to catch him when he was in trouble, and all the birthday parties he had there.   So weird how the house speaks to you when you say goodbye. 

It was a great house to raise my family in.  We were all blessed to have had that house, those neighbors and that town for that time in our lives!

What did you do all day?

A man came home from work and found his 3 children outside, still in their pyjamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn around garden, The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and no ...sign of the dog, walking in the door, he found ...an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, the throw rug was against one wall, In the front room the TV was on loudly with the cartoon channel, the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pyjamas, reading a novel... She looked up at him, smiled and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?.. ''Yes," was his incredulous reply.. She answered,. 'Well, today I didn't do it. :)

This is going to be the longest month of my life!  I already know it, which makes it seem even longer!   I am constantly waiting.  I HATE WAITING.