How Observant Are You?

Overall, Your Observation Skills Get: C+

You tend to notice the big things in life... But the details aren't exactly your forte

How Observant Are You?

Update!

Well I thought I would give and update sense I haven't done that lately. Everyone here is fine, very healthy and all doing well at this moment, (as you know anything can happen in the next moment) LOL
Two weeks ago I was released from my Job and told "I am sorry you just aren't a good fit for what we need" How frustrating is that? I did get a few bills payed off though. I did start a new job today however and am looking forward to something different until I can find a better paying job. This is telemarketing for the automotive industry (Something I know a little bit about). They don't pay a whole lot $3.00 less than what I was just making but hey it is more than what unemployment pays and I dont have any of that left either. So on to the next phase of my life.
I have given the children in my Sunday School class a summer challenge they are to learn the books of the bible and then help the others to learn them as well. We have been studing about families and what it means to be part of a family and helping each other, when they all learn the books they will get a pizza party and movie night. Nic and Joe were learning them today to get started although only Joseph is in my class Nicholas wants to learn also, I am so excited. Joshua's class is working on getting care packages to send to our troops in Iraq, one of our members has a son over there and has written that need the basic necessities because they run out and it is expensive to replace.
Joshua is working hard he just got his first paycheck on Friday and quickly learned some lessons He had over $400.00 and wanted to take us to the movies we had a wonderful time seeing "The Fantastic Four" but it cost $40.00 for all of us to see the movie. Then he bought a couple of games and Bam he is already down $100. LOL so here we go: 16 year old son gets first Job and has to get new clothing $45.00, 16 year old son has received 1st paycheck $400, 16 year old son learning about life and how much things actually cost? Priceless!! Heehee

80% American

You Are 80% American

You're as American as red meat and shooting ranges. Tough and independent, you think big. You love everything about the US, wrong or right. And anyone who criticizes your home better not do it in front of you!

How American Are You?

Which Napoleon Dynamite Character are You?

You are LaFawnduh. Why are you so sweaty?


Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
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I thought I would send a picture of Shiloh isn't he cute! 

Crayon color

You are

Happy Fathers Day

I hope that every Father had a wonderful day, we celebrated four Father's here yesterday and had a wonderful time together, the weather couldn't have been better. We did the bbq thing and had burgers, hotdogs, sausages, potato salad, broccoli salad, and lots of fruit. Everyone pigged out and had a wonderful time then there was a trip to Cold Stone later. Charles got a new lounge chair he has been wanting one for a long time so he can take his naps in the back yard. :)
I hope everyone's Day was just as fun and enjoyable.
Dad, Mike, Kenny and Aaron I hope your day was great!

What Kind of Killer I am

You are a
protector.
Yes, you don't like to kill people. That goes
against everything you belive in. It's not that
you are a coward, but your ideals and morals
wouldn't allow it. You are the typical hero, do
the righteous things, get the bad guys and do
it all legally. But just because you don't kill
doesn't mean you can't kick ass. And that is
what you do. You use your brain and your
strenght to do honourable deeds and protect
people you know and love. If an evil guy is
going to take over the world soon, it's you who
will get involved. You hate watching innocents
suffer, and love seeing bad people getting what
they deserve. You are probably also happy and
optimistic and work pretty good in groups. And
the friends you usually make are true ones.

Main weapon: Anything at all
Quote: "You only live once, but if
you do it right, once is enough" -Joe
Lewis
Facial expression: Smile

What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]
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Thanks Joshua~

Meet our new Children, Charles and I became "God parents" to these special little ones on Sunday. Tennae (6), Josiah (4) and Samarah (10mo) Cecil and Aathina are also the Sr. High youth leaders, they are a very busy family. We are so excited. Gavin you have black cousins! LOL 

To this........ Meet the newest Schwabie! 

From this........ 

Little Boys...

What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails and puppy dog tails,
That's what little boys are made of.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSHUA
~Sweet Sixteen~

~Why God Made Little Boys~

God made a world out of his dreams,
Of magic mountains, oceans and streams,
Praries and plains and wooded land.
Then paused and thought, "I need someone to stand,
On top of the mountains, to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains and climb the treas.
Someone to start out small and grow,
Sturdy and strong like a tree" and so
he created boys, full of spirit and fun
To explore and conquer, to romp and run
With dirty faces, banged up chins
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
And when he had completed the task He'd begun,
He surly said, "That's a job well done"

~AUTHOR UNKNOWN~

I love you Josh and I am so proud of you, I hope and pray that you will always be the man of God you are designed to be.

My Expression Number Is...

Your Expression Number is 7

Very intelligent, you are usually thinking, introspecting, or analyzing. You have a good mind, and you are especially good at finding out the truth. Very little ever escapes your observation and deep understanding. You tend to obsess over wisdom and hidden truths. You are likely to become a authority on any subject you undertake. Operating on a different wavelength, most people don't know you that well. Very logical and rational, at times you tend to lack emotion. So much so, that you often have times coping with emotional situations. You are not very adaptable - you may tend to be overly critical at times.

What's Your Expression Number?

Thanks Sheri and Kris

I Loved You Enough To...

You don't love me!
How many times have your kids laid that on you? And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much?

Someday, when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother. I'll tell them:

I loved you enough to bug you about where you were going, with whom and what time you would get home.

I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money even though we could afford it.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover your friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to make you return a Milky Way bar with a bite out of it to the drug store and confess "I stole this."

I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your bedroom, a job that would have taken me 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to say, "Yes, you can go to Disney World on Mothers Day."

I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, disgust and tears in my eyes.

I loved you enough to make excuses for your lack of respect or bad manners.

I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and to ask for forgiveness.

I loved you enough to ignore what every other mother did or said.

I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall hurt and fail.

I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your own actions at age 6,10, or 16.

I loved you enough to figure you would lie about the party being chaperoned but forgave you for it- after discovering I was right.

I loved you enough to accept you for what you are, not what I wanted you to be.

But most of all, I loved you enough to say no when you hated me for it. That was the hardest part of all.
~Erma Bombeck~

Get the Picture?

I have gotten several notes asking me to update my blog ok, ok I get the picture.

How's this for the picture LOL 

LOL I couldnt resist.
Things have been going well here I have been at my job a month now and I still feel like I am the mistake queen I just wish that I could stop making them. They are all in the small details that I sometimes have a hard time recogonizing. The boys are excited for school to be out in a month but I have a hunch that after being out for only a couple of weeks I will be hearing "Mom" I'm bored!
Josh is still having high hopes for a job at six flags (wild waves) I keep trying to get him to try other things but he has the stubborn factor running through his veins. Hum I wonder where that comes from!
I am still having hugh problems with my blog but I dont have the kind of time I would like to try and fix it or ask for help from the right people. Some day.....

Happy Mothers Day!

I didn't get to say that yesterday due to the fact that I was being treated like a queen.
I woke up to my favorite coffee and donuts (yesterday being Mothers Day we splurged)and that is about all the time I have on a Sunday morning. I went to church and had a wonderful time I taught my Sunday School class and helped them with mothers day gifts to give to their Moms. After church we went to Seattle and my Mom and Dad met us at the Cheesecake Factory, we had the most wonderful lunch and heavenly cheesecake. It was a wonderful day. I gave my mom a new comforter for her bed that was very beautiful. I know she had a good time.
On the way home we went to Home Depot my family wanted to give me a plant that I have been wanting, a lilac bush for my yard I can't wait to see it grow.
We came home and I got to watch one of my favorite funny movies "Overboard" (I dont normaly get to watch it when Charles is around he hates the movie)LOL
BUT I must say I didn't get to enjoy it very much either because I promptly fell asleep something I usually just don't do [I must have been tired]. Anyway I had a very nice day and I hope everyone else did as well.

Joshua's Inner Jedi Is.....

Joshua Just had to take the quiz to find out who he is.
:: how jedi are you? ::

How Jedi am I

:: how jedi are you? ::

Mothers!

This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's okay honey, Mommy's here. "Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.
This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse. For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors. And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it. This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat. For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time "This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot. This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomachaches assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only toget calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
This is for all the step-mothers who raised another woman's child or children, and gave their time, attention, and love... sometimes totally unappreciated! For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green. For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting. For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home fromschool, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war. What makes a good Mother anyway?
Is it patience?
Compassion?
Broad hips?
The ability to nurse a baby,
cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart?
Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?
The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in yourhome?
Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for
young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...
And mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without. This is for you all.
Happy Mother's Day!

Gone!

I just want to start singing "Gone like a freight train, gone like yesterday, gone like a soldier in the civil war, Bang! Bang! Gone like a 59 Cadillac, like all of the good things that ain't never coming back"... Thanks Montgomery Gentry I love you guys and the fun song!
Well now back to my original thought, Gone is my weekend where did it go? I go back to work tomorrow morning and I haven't even had a day off yet or at least it feels like it. Yesterday we went to church and then had a day at home I went to Lowes and bought some plants (I guess they will be my "Mothers Day " present) but my yard and deck will be looking better I bought another hanging fuschia they are so beautiful, more Martha Washington geraniums(they are my favorite), some gerber daises and other things... now I just have to get the time and a sunny day to plant them. Sunday is now gone.
Today it started out with Charles and I going to the Social Security Admin. to replace some lost social security cards, we sit for an hour (Charles grumbling the whole time about what a waste of time this is) we get to the counter and I get my paperwork finished for my SSC and low and behold Charles finds MY SSC in his wallet, neither of us can remember or know why it was put into his wallet. Well I finished with Joshua's and couldn't get Nic or Joes because I didn't have the right documentation, they are really strict. We go visit some friends and have lunch with them play some cards head towards home go to Costco, come home and go to bible study. Day two is now GONE! Ah for the care free days when I didn't work! And I wanted a job right? LOL
I need to get some sleep.