Too much or not enough

Lately I have had too much to blog about or not enough. When there is too much I don't have the patience to condense it down into readable form. When there's not enough, I don't feel like putting forth the effort. Plus I refuse to be political. Anywhere. not. even. here. I just won't drag myself into that, even though it would be so easy to go there!

So having made all the excuses I can for my lack of blogging, I'll try to give you the Campbell's condensed soup version of things going on.

First, my Dad fell last Monday. It wasn't pretty and still isn't. He cracked his hip joint bone. He is in pain from that and with various conditions concerning his back and vascular system. He has had a hard week. The good news is it looks like he has escaped having surgery and he was transferred to a rehab hospital today. The bad news is that he is still in a great deal of pain even on medication and is never comfortable, which is terrible to have to watch and worse to have to live. I'm hoping the pain part will become more manageable in the next few days as he is in no shape for visiting, let alone being able to endure the rehab he is there for. But on the bright side, he is in a great facility and we are very thankful for that. He has many people praying for him and he has good doctors and good insurance (or so we hope!) AND yes, he had already voted. That came up the other day. It made me laugh.

Turns out things like Halloween don't get postponed just cause your Dad is in pain in the hospital. In ways that is a good thing. A great diversion. We had so much fun at Trunk-or-Treat last night! For the first time ever my kids did not dress in theme. :( They were going to all be in the sports theme because we bought the girls ACU cheerleader outfits this summer and Rhett just wanted to be a FC Dallas soccer player. But at the last minute Kolby didn't want to be twins with her 2 year old sister (imagine that!) and EK announced she was going to be a kitty kat. So we went with that. I spent $10 bucks at Hobby Lobby and just pulled stuff out of her closet and wah-lah! A pretty little black kitty! My Mom even made a black shiny tutu. (I was going to make it but Mom was convinced I didn't know how to do it right... :)

In other news, it looks like the PTA storm that took over my life for three months has subsided a bit... AND Mission Accomplished! Our awesome SVE kids sold over $58,000 dollars worth of products so we raised twice as much as we had budgeted! So exciting! Our PTA is doing really well this year. We also doubled our membership and we are having lots of fun. But all this has made for some long hours and crazy schedules. Even though it isn't over by any stretch of the imagination, hopefully my job isn't going to be so all-consuming. YAY! And while I'm loving PTA I realize you can have too much of a good thing.

Speaking of... I read Twilight back in August and much to the disgust of my coven friends, I have not even started New Moon. My affair with Bella and Edward was short lived, not by choice, but by circumstance. I'm hoping to rekindle that fire soon, but I tend to get so wrapped up in books like that that I want to do little else. So before I dive back into the town of Fork, I want to get the house in tip top shape... Something that it has not been in over a year! Plus I need to help Kolby more.

Kolby is doing great, but with the adjustment to 5th grade came changing classes 8 times a day, some meaner spirited girls, and more emphasis on things like fashion, fads and the cost of your shoes. I hate that. Socially Kolby is fine but she takes the meanness to heart. Academically I think she has finally found her stride, it just took a bit longer this year. All in all the move to a new school and grade has not been as smooth a transition as we would have liked. So I have had to adjust my mothering a bit to help Kolby learn how to cope with the new challenges. That's what you do as a Mom, you adjust as your kids need you differently. Turns out Kolby and I are both slow to adjust, but once we get there we rarely backslide!

That's about as concise as I can get, and since dinner isn't going to make itself (darn!), I'll leave you with some Fall pictures. Explanations to come later! Sorry for being such a blog slacker! I wish everyone would join Facebook because it is just so much easier! :)

Happy Halloween!!!

FC Panthers

Today marked the close of the soccer season for the FC PANTHERS! With a hard loss today, they finished 4-2-1 for the season. (We missed you Thomas!) This was a tougher season for the boys as they moved to the big fields and had to play longer quarters with goalies, but they did well enough to get this Mama's heart pumping more than one Saturday! It's so fun to watch these boys as they mature each season. Spring soccer starts in February! Up next Upward Basketball! YAY! An inside sport!

Ms Judy's Blog

I don't put much "church talk" on this blog. Today is church talk. But I think this is something all churches are going to have to deal with soon, regardless of creed or denomination. On her blog this week Judy Thomas summarized what Scot McKnight said about Reaching the Next Generation at the Zoe Nashville conference this year. If you have ever had a problem explaining to your parents why the church of their youth isn't meeting the needs or holding up to the questions and challenges of this generation, this would be a good place to start. That first list is a hard list to read. But when you read the second list, the wisdom shines through. Now go talk amongst yourselves....

beyond stressed

Last week was one of the most stressful weeks I have ever lived. So I guess now I am beyond stressed? :) Nothing big or horrible happened but so much happened in so many arenas of life. I am just really happy last week is over. This week is also going to be busy, but more of a normal busy, not a meeting every night, 8 things on the calendar everyday, newspaper articles, public hearings, hours of counting $ in "a safe room" :>, finding someone to watch Ella Kate every other hour so I could do what I needed to do, and having my stomach in knots for days kind of busy! Yes, thankfully I am beyond that kind of stress!

I am very excited about decorating for Halloween & Fall this week. Our poor house has undergone so many of my "projects" since last November. I am no where near "done" with everything. I've begun to wonder if I will ever feel as if it's "done". It has not been very fun or easy living with things off kilter for so long. But finished or not, I have decided to take a break. I have also decided from now on I will have to hire more things out. Rob and I can paint, but anything beyond a coat of paint takes way to much out of us. So... things will not happening very fast because I will be waiting for the money to pay someone else. But projects won't be dragged out for weeks or months making us live in chaos either. Live and learn.

So even though I am in the middle of redecorating in the living room and the kitchen is still dressed in the undercoating of the wall paper I pulled down last March I'm quitting for a while. And it's nice not to have that on my mind all the time. Rhett's room is finally done. I just have to get in there and hang pictures and put books in shelves etc. Hope to have it wrapped up and post pictures soon.

This is one thrilling post, isn't it? :)

In other news, Rob, Kolby and Rhett got to go to Farm Fest this weekend. We were all supposed to go until Ella Kate started running a high fever Friday night. I couldn't take her with us and I just couldn't leave her so sick, so EK and I missed Farm Fest! :( I was so bummed! Still am. Rob and the kids had a great time though. They got to see some of my favorite people and do things you only do at Farm Fest. Things like pumpkin ball, bottle rockets, hayrides, and so many other Fall/Farm like things. They all came back with fun stories.


This year our family stayed in a cabin at a near by retreat on Lake Bob Sandlin. Rob, Kolby and Rhett all loved it! We hope to go back some weekend this year to get away from it all...well all but sewers, microwaves and heat/AC. I'm not much of a camper.

ANYWAY, I'm glad they got to go and had such a great time. Our family was blessed to be included in Farm Fest again this year. Thanks so much Dick, Ruthie and family! With the big kids gone and EK subdued, I got to do some things around the house which was so nice!

AND to make me feel better, Rob bought the Christmas tree I have been wanting from Sam's today!

Yay! It's tall like our old one (that fizzled out last Christmas) but thin so it doesn't take up half the room. And it has 1600 little clear twinkle lights already strung perfectly all over it! Gotta love that! Usually Christmas decorations before Halloween make me feel ill, but not this one! I have looked at trees all over town and this one is my favorite for our house. I may have to put the tree up before Thanksgiving this year! :)

But in the mean time I have to say that I LOVE PUMPKINS!

I love to see them in my house, yard and all over town. I love the smell and taste of pumpkin bread, pumpkin cheesecake, and yummy ginger pumpkin scones! I love orange pumpkins, white pumpkins, painted pumpkins and carved pumpkins. Pumpkins make me smile. I have even decided orange is one of my top three favorite colors. So happy pumpkin season bloggies!

Thanks for your prayers when I requested them!

I have come to the conclusion that some things just aren't safe to say unless you have a private blog. Truly, I'm too tired to go private so please understand if I just pull some posts after a day or two.
Also know I am OK. I was really worried about yesterday and having to talk in front of people, but God got me through it.
As fate would have it, I ended up in the news which is NOT AT ALL WHAT I WANTED. I much prefer to be in the background! I never saw the piece, but have been assured I didn't come across as some mad, emotional mother so I guess it's not all bad. I am hopeful, but won't be shocked if nothing changes. Still, I feel I had to try.
Can't wait to get away to FARM FEST this weekend! The weekend truly can not get here soon enough. Ever had one of those weeks?

Feeling like Paul Harvey

My sweet Mom is always e-mailing me "chicken soup" like stories and inspirational stuff. And while I enjoy them, well, you know me and my take on forwards! But, I think these two stories are really pretty cool in a Paul Harvey-esque kind of way. Hope you do to!

STORY NUMBER ONE

Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago . Capone wasn't famous for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well. For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him.

Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no object. And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong.& nbsp; Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was.

Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.

He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great. So, he testified.

Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street . But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.

The poem read:
"The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still."


STORY NUMBER TWO


World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare.
He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.
One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.
He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship.
His flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.
As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the American fleet.

The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless. He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from the fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.


Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.

Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.

Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.

Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.


This took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that action Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Congressional Medal of Honor.

A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.

So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor. It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.

SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?

Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son.

And now you know the rest of the story! :)

Teddy Bear Parade

Today is the Teddy Bear parade at Ella Kate's MDO. Admittedly we didn't do much too dress up our "float" but, the participants sure dressed up! Tu-tu cute! Ella Kate insisted on wearing her tu-tu to school today. Sure her teacher will love me for that came diaper change time! I'm sure I'll have more pictures this afternoon.

It's another crazy busy week in La Casa de Groz. Rob has a HUGE project due Friday and it's week two of my big PTA Fall fundraiser. There is so much involved in these things, then add day to day life with three kids. No wonder my every-three-years friend MIGRAINE decided to rear it's ugly head yesterday! Thank goodeness for that post-baby stash of "feel-better" pills! :)

I'm looking forward to a more relaxed October! Do you think I'll find it?

whatever dude

My new answer to just about anything?


Yeah.
It's been another one of those weeks of sleepless nights, busy days, and general chaos and pandemonium. So for self preservation and and the doctoring of my frayed nerves, I declare that this week is officially whatever dude week in la casa de Groz.

It's a feeble attempt at letting stress roll off my back like water off a duck, but it's an attempt. Want to join me? It's easy. Whatever the crisis de'jour, take a breath and say "whatever dude" and walk away for minute. Of course this phrase is useless in life threatening situations. But since I only face 6 or 7 of those a day, I can safely use whatever dude 90% of the time. So unless it involves blood, bankruptcy or a toddler in the street, I'm saying whatever dude and taking it in stride.

I even made whatever dude flair for Facebook. Now there's a great example of my prudent time management skills! And for the record, there are no caps in whatever dude because it's such a casual, no-stress phrase that it doesn't even require proper punctuation or grammar! It's just that laid back. Yeah, it is. Oh, and girls can be "dudes" in the jovial buddy/buddy sense (or is it since?) so don't ruin a perfectly good saying by alternating "dudette" for dude. It doesn't work and would sound weird.

Oh.
So... you're thinking I sound weird?

whatever dude

My Day Off

Today I am taking the day off to do all the things I should be doing anyway but can't ever seem to get done because I'm too busy doing things that have to be done first.

If you totally understood what I said in that last sentence by reading it just once, you get me. If not, you may never, so just shake your head and give us a courtesy read.

Today I am not leaving the house except to pick the kids up from school. After I push publish on this, no more blogging. No Facebook. No meetings. No errands. No returns. No drop-offs. No PTA. No Stores. No Church. And ... NO GUILT!

It's just me, my family, my house and my God. I was actually happily singing praise songs as I scrubbed the toilet this morning because it has been so long since I could just sit and scrub the toilet! I'm even getting a bit tingly thinking of putting the laundry away...and you know how I usually detest laundry. But for the first time in, well... I can't even remember how long, I am staying home.

I going to attempt to do housework, cook a good meal from scratch (without going to the store), play "kitchen" with my 2 year old, give my 7 year old my undivided attention while he reads "The Little's" to me for 20 minutes tonight, and help my sweet tween diva clean up her closet just because I want to and she needs help. And I might even squeeze in a non-cell phone conversation with my husband when he gets home! It's been far too long since I did any of these things, especially considering these are the things I am here to do. This is what I thought I would do everyday when Rob and I decided all those years ago that I would stay home with our kids. What happened?

I fully admit that I had no idea how hard it would be for me to be a stay home Mom. The self imposed balance, structure and discipline required just don't come easily for me. However, I love everything that I do. I love being involved and active. I love my life. But I really don't like the constant rush, the hurry, and the feeling that there is NEVER enough time to get it all done. I don't like the person I become when my life gets too busy and my to-do list is so long I cannot see the end of it.

Perhaps I just need to make myself take a day off more often to do what I need to do at home for those I am supposed to be staying home for. Maybe I'm too much of a weenie to do all this stuff I try to do. Maybe it's just the season. Perhaps I've let my life stray from the purpose God gave me. Perhaps it's a bit of all these things. Perhaps. I'll ponder that as I relish this day at home.

But just in case I get all caught up in things again and forget, would someone please remind me of this glorious September day, documented here by this post, when I made the time to be what and who I wanted to be and to do what needs to be done, and how very, very wonderful it was? Thanks!

Happy Birthday, Hurricanes & Hurling

We had Rhett's ALL STAR SPORTS party Friday, just a week after his real birthday! I let Rhett pick what we would do for this party. After we eliminated all the $10 per person options, he just wanted to play with his friends in a gym. Gotta love 7 year old boys! It was a bit more complicated than it sounds though.

Just hanging out.

Score!

Pinata baseball!

Last Wednesday (about 48 hours before the party was to start) I learned that our church gym/community center (the place where 40 invitations had said we were having the party!) was being used as a Hurricane Ike evacuation center!
(Yes Rhett. That was exactly my reaction!)

After an hour of stressing and wondering what to do, I called around and found the gym at the Baptist church downtown was open. I booked it. We have actually had several birthday parties there before and Rhett was thrilled, but scared no one would be able to find his party. I'm still not sure everyone got word we had moved, but we did our best. The kids who showed up seemed to have a good time. Here is an attempt at a group picture. Of course we missed 5 or 6 kids but still.... Aren't they fun? These were some really sweet, energetic little kids!


It was really fun night except that we (or at least I) really missed Rob who was knocked out by a nasty stomach virus. Rob never gets sick. It's still hard to believe he missed the party! Thank goodness for Mama KK, Sari, Jim, Robby, Maria and several other parents who stayed and helped. Yes, it takes a village to feed and supervise that many kiddos! The kids were having so much fun that Rhett didn't want to stop playing to open presents. We got to have even more fun when we got home. It was like Christmas in September for him! We all went to bed worn out but happy.


Saturday morning was wonderful! It rained outside and we all slept in. All the soccer games were canceled and we had no where to be all day. We. Did. Nothing!!!

IKE passed by us to the east and we only had a few gust of wind and some rain. It was a great rainy, lazy day! I absolutely live for Saturdays like that! Rob was felt much better. After a terribly busy week, it was good to do nothing UNTIL... I came down with Rob's stomach virus! It was not fun but, 24 hours later I am much better.


About Hurricane IKE...
We are praying for all those near the coast hit so badly. It looks like downtown Houston came out better than expected, but those communities directly on the coast and those that saw the East side of the storm were hit VERY hard! Watching KHOU.com's live feed makes me so sad. We have several friends who hunkered down during the storm but who are now leaving because they have no electricity. Those who refused to evacuate Galveston island before the storm are now being forced to leave because the area is just not fit to live in. Galveston is facing a long recovery I fear!

Praying, praying, praying for those people who lost their homes and places of work!

On a personal note...
This week doesn't look nearly as busy as last week, but that's not saying much! Hoping for calmer days and more restful nights! Is it me or has everyone had a crazy busy start to school this year?

More later.
Maybe.
Have a blessed week bloggies!

Take a hike

IKE!!!

Where IKE was when I posted this.

Where IKE is now. (updated live by NOAA)

These are the days...

This has been a busy week. Truly. Busy.
With multiple meetings everyday and night.
Rob with his TWO graduate classes, playing softball and coaching soccer.
Me with being on the board of two PTA's, trying to paint and redecorate, planning Rhett's birthday party, and dealing with trying to have our house repaired from various accidents.
I'm a bit frazzled. Next week does not look any less busy. Yesterday I found myself wishing the next two weeks away. As much as I love being active and involved, I was looking forward to a less active "normal." But a few things have happened this week that made me stop wishing any more days away. I thought I'd record and share these things here.

First there was the accident in our front yard last Saturday. Even though no one was hurt it was still scary. (The driver wrecked because he had a seizure or something close, but was not actually hurt in the accident itself.) Even though Rhett is fine, I still get week in the knees when I think about how if just one variable changed, it could have been so different. Thinking of my little boy standing in the driveway with a big Yukon plowing through the yards beside him out of control... I still tear up when I think about it. I've hugged Rhett much tighter this week and he doesn't seem to mind. He doesn't really talk about it much, but he has been a little clingier. It really scared him. My sweet neighbor has a special celebration planned for Rhett today to help put a positive spin on the whole thing. Rhett is well loved. (The driver is still in the hospital. Though I'm sure the doctors know, we have not been told exactly what happened. We suspect a stroke or aneurysm. But no matter what it was, this looks to be a life altering event in his life.)

Secondly, I received an e-mail about a girl I once knew who has grown up to have two liver transplants. Even with the touch and go health and the incredible debt that comes with those type of operations, she is living the best life she can with her husband and two school aged kids. The last line of her e-mail said "Every day is a gift" and I thought "Yes. Even these busy ones."

And (I saved the best for last!), my cousin Amber gave birth to a beautiful healthy baby boy last night! I can't wait to get to the hospital to see him this morning! At 9 pounds 1 once, I hear he is a one cute little bundle of boy! I know babies are born everyday, but each birth is it's own little miracle. I love babies! I am always so happy and relieved when babies I know arrive safely with all 10 fingers and toes, breathing well, and all systems go! I am so grateful that little Jeffery "Kolt" Russell is here!

So I'm trying to remember that even when I can't slow down, every day is a gift!
Every day has it's blessings and miracles.
This is the day the Lord has made.
I will rejoice and BE GLAD in it.
These are the days...

Never a dull moment

UPDATE 9-9-08: As of this morning the driver is still in the hospital. His name is Dan. We covet your prayers for him.






This was the scene in our front yard this afternoon. Apparently the man driving this Yukon had a seizure and landed in our front flower bed on top of our Spruce tree. No one was hurt. The man was alone and we heard he should be OK. He came within inches of hitting so many things, including our house, but didn't. Rhett was standing in our driveway when it happened.(My hands started shaking as I typed that.) Thank you God for not letting anything happen to my little boy!




I was OK until I took these pictures. I think it hit me just how blessed we are.
This could have been so bad and it wasn't. Little Rhett was so brave and calm as he ran in to tell me about it. He was the lone witness. That was a lot for a seven year old! While I called 911 Rob got in the truck with the convulsing driver, put his truck in park (because it was still in drive!) took the keys out and sat with the driver while he had what Rob guesses were multiple seizures. Our neighbor got a doctor who lives down the street before 911 responders arrived. Rob knows the driver from work. The whole thing was quite an ordeal. We were all pretty shaken up.

I can't stop thanking God that all we lost were some shrubs.
The policeman said our 12 foot Spruce probably saved our garage.
Maybe so, but I think it had some help from the big guy upstairs!
God is good!



I think I need a nap!

Staying Swiss

This is the flag of Switzerland. It looks like the symbol for the Red Cross, but with the colors reversed it's the Swiss cross. (Wikpedia it. It's interesting.)

My blog is flying the Swiss flag as a symbol of my decision to try not to take sides here during this election. As much as I try to fight it, I am just naturally drawn to politics. I have my firm beliefs, but I'm seeing more gray than black and white when it comes to all things political these days. I find this election absolutely fascinating on many fronts. So I'm being "Swiss" but with an opinion. (Shocker!)

Have these candidates moved me?

Yes. I am moved by the vision put forth by Barrack Obama's acceptance speech at the DNC. Who can argue with the significance of his nomination and the big wall that he knocked down in American politics. I think he loves America and wants to work towards making life better for Americans who have not had it as good as he has. I especially admire the respect he showed Britol Palin and the fact that he pointed out that his mother was 18 when she had him. I thought that was classy. He is the candidate I would most like to go to dinner with if he was not a candidate. He is a very likable guy.

No. I don't agree with him on many fronts. I don't think he can reach across the aisle and work with those who differ with him, but I'm not sure I believe any of them can. I don't trust his party and I'm not sure the best way to be President during a war (which like it or not, we are in it!) is to call all the troops home and declare the whole thing a wash. I also can't stand the thought of having to go back to work so we can pay our taxes. All those great things he talks about cost $.

Yes. Biden does have experience. Of the four candidates in this race I know the least and care the least about Biden.
And NO. I've never particularly cared for his long winded-ness. Of course I never liked Cheney either, and I still voted for Bush. But Obama's VP choice is telling. After the last 8 years, I'm not sure I like what it says.

Yes. I thought Sarah Palin did what she was selected to do in her speech, and did it better than anyone expected. She was one fun spunky bull dog and she delivered. But the five children she has delivered, particularly the one she is still breast feeding, make me wonder about all those things I would not wonder about if she were a man. Yes. That bugs me about myself. Really bugs me.However, I've been with children with special needs. That's not just some random title. Special needs means just that... in addition to the unfathomable needs of a normal child, these children need even more! But one of my favorite women in the world is the mother of five who had a son with downs syndrome. She has always been able to balance a life of service with a deep love and commitment to her family. It can be done. With God all things are possible.

No. I don't think we know enough about Palin to know who she really is, but first impressions aren't bad (unless you like endangered animals or are a librarian.) But I also don't like people to be slammed on National TV, even if there is some truth to it. I just don't. I know all politicians do this, but it's hard for me to rally around, even if I agree and it makes me laugh. Palin seems a little to much of a barracuda for my taste. But maybe that's just me. I do love how she is shaking things up and making everyone re-evaluate their stand.

Yes. McCain is a great American and I love him for his many years of service and suffering for this nation. I believe he loves America. I believe he wants to change things up. His acceptance speech moved me more when I read it than when I heard it. I'm debating with myself over how polished and motivational a President needs to be to be affective. But when it comes to the War, I think he is clear headed. He has bucked both sides during the course of this Iraq War. I would feel better about Foreign relations with him in the oval office but on his domestic policies, I'm not completely sure I'm with him.

No. McCain is not the environmentalist and reformer he was 10 years ago. The years have tamed this Maverick, which is disappointing to some. But maybe McCain is more affective in a tamer package? Though I'm not sure Palin is the best woman to be a bullet or heart attack way from the presidency, I admire the gamble McCain is taking with her. It's like he knows the casino is closing so he has put all his chips on the table and is going for it the way he wants to do it. I truly think he has the best shot of working across the aisle, unless the party makes him burn too many bridges in this election. Again, I don't trust the party.

I did not like the tone of the RNC. Too hostile.
I felt the DNC was all so scripted that it felt more like a Broadway production than an informative convention.
I have issues when it comes to trusting either party. The party's seem so ugly to me.

More than anything else, out of this election I would like a President who can unite the country and still get the job done.
I would like to love political discussions again.
I would like to think we can respectfully disagree with our brother and still be there to have his back.
I would like liberals to stop thinking they are smarter than everyone else.
I would like conservatives to stop thinking God is on their side and not on their opponent's.
I would like teachers to be paid more than sports agents and public schools to be nicer than public stadiums.
I would like children to grow up wanting to work for a better life for their children and their NEIGHBOR'S CHILDREN.
I would like all children who are born in this land to be loved, wanted and taken care of.
I would like God to be praised in deed if not in words.

And no matter who I vote for, I would like people who vote for the other guy to be respected.
I don't want someone to be made to feel wrong,
or less,
or inferior,
or not as Christian,
or not as compassionate
or not as intelligent,
or not as in tune,
or not as accepted
just for voting for someone else.
Call me crazy, but I think Christians can vote for either candidate with good conscience.

No, I don't intend to take sides.
I'm staying Swiss.
Swiss, with an opinion that may be shared.
I won't disparage any of the four of my fellow Americans running for President or VP or their supporters.
Being a candidate in a Presidential election is hard.
I'm grateful these four are doing it.

Mother's Day Out

Yesterday was Ella Kate's first day of MDO.

She was so excited to go!

She has graduated from nap-time in a pack-n-play to a nap on a nap-mat.

Her friend "E-fan" is in her class.

She loves E-fan!

But after we put her things in her cubby and on her hook, it hit her that she was staying and I was leaving. She pulled her "E" out of her bag and her thumb found her mouth. This only happens when she is sleepy, sick or a bit unsure.

She didn't cry, or even whimper, but I headed out ASAP when her sweet teacher directed her attention to some puzzles. Woosh! It was a close one!

I might have even been a bit teary if I hadn't been running to go get Kolby from her new school for the first time and get to an orthodontist appointment. We just made it. (Again WOOSH!)

I'm happy to report Ella Kate had a great day... and so did I!

I love staying home with my kids, but I also love my Mother's Days Out!

So your saying I'm a bit feely?

I took this survey tonight and this is what happened.

Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ESFP)

Your personality type is playful, charming, open minded, and energetic. Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 5% of all men You are Extroverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving.

How Rare Is Your Personality?

HHHHMMMMM?
I dunno.
Maybe.
What do you think?
I think it depends on the mood I'm in when the questions are administered...but evidently I'm a feely type! :) What are you?