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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]
brought to you by Quizilla

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.

Welcome Home

Well my dear friends just got back from vacation they went with family and enjoyed a wonderful week here I think that it would be an awesome time. The rented bikes and traveled all over the place and enjoyed different parts of the festival. Welcome home Joe and Tabatha you were missed.
Today was my 2nd day on the job I am getting better at remembering where everything is supposed to go and what I am to tell the patients when they come in (well sort of) I know I will get better it just takes time.
The boys for the last week have been taking the WASL that is being forced upon them I don't agree with the WASL and what it stands for and there is a group against it but as with all things changes take time. Do I have the strength for another fight? Only time will tell.

Our children are our only hope for the future,

but we are their only hope for their present and their future.

Dinner When?

Ok there is nothing more frustrating than walking in the door at 6:30 to drop your stuff, grab the mail, shuffle through the bills, sit down for a quick sec and hear MOM what's for dinner? I sometimes just want to scream hearing those 4 words. I love to cook and I love my children but sometimes the two just don't mix. I just want to have a Calgon moment, I get up go to the kitchen and fix dinner and we eat about 7:30. I know I am just getting started with the back to work phase but there are just some things that I have forgotten and this was one of them (Have Josh get dinner started). Charles and I have realized just how much we need this as we both are getting off of work at 6:00 and to prevent sleeping on dinner we have devised a plan. We are getting 12 dinners prepared in advance just for this reason so we can have a little bit of flexibility and Joshua doesn't go crazy thinking he has to do it all.
Today went really well I am feeling a little bit overwhelmed but I know it will pass quickly as I get accustomed to everything and get a routine down, I just feel bad at this moment when I am more of a hindrance than an asset.

Inner European

Your Inner European is Italian!

Passionate and colorful. You show the world what culture really is.

Who's" Your Inner European?

Thanks Sheri for this fun adventure.

The Job

For the last eleven months almost to the day I have been unemployed, my unemployment ran out three months ago and high stress levels, I am again an employed member of society. Yeeha! {Dancing for joy} I went in for and interview on Friday and Saturday they called and offered me the job. Yes Kristina Friday was a great day! We also on Friday had a family game night with our church we played Bunco it is such a fun game we have played it for years and I was the biggest winner so I won the grand prize. Wahoo! The kids played lots of other games the teens were in charge of playing games with them and letting the adults have some fun so it was a fun night for everyone (well except for the teens who might not have wanted to be in charge of the kids) LOL
Oh I guess I need to tell you where I will be working, I am working for an independent Dr. Inside of Lens Crafters. I will be getting $2.00 more an hour than my previous job and I will be driving 1/2 the distance, another perk! I start tomorrow at 9:00am and will be working Tuesday through Saturday 9:00 to 6:00. Praise God!

Out of difficulties

grow miracles.

It's Just Another Manic Monday

It is Monday, the day where I venture out with my best friend and we forage ahead through the crowds of people to see what kind of deals we can find at Value Village our local thrift store. Todays finds include a new purse, new shoes, several funny t-shirts for Joshua, a book to complete the partial set I have going and a new shower curtain. It was a fun day and a day that my friend and I can get together and not spend a whole lot of money, well we do lunch also!
It has been so nice to be able to do these things as today was our last time, Tab finally got a job and she will be working on Mondays from now on. Now for me to just finally latch onto the brass ring and get a job too.