Copyrighting Chaos...

If you live in a free country...

2011-11-11T13:50:00.000-06:00

...Thank a VETERAN!

Happy Veteran's Day 11/11/11.

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You gotta fight, for your right....

2011-11-04T14:06:00.000-05:00

...to PARTY!!!!
Jackson's Birthday party was last weekend and I must say, I can throw one heck of a party! A baseball field, tents, food, jerseys, friends, family and a TON OF FUN!

This Party was DEFINITELY a homerun!

Good food and great company!

Grannie, 80 years young, batting like a champ!

He must have thrown her the ball 1,000 times - he is SO sweet to her.

"I'll run, dare me?"

SURPRISE!!!!!!!!

Three Musketeers, Jackson, Eric, and Kaimana

My homerun hitter!!!!!

My drama queen!

Decorations - Baseball Style!

Kacee, the All-Star pitcher - State Champ 2011

Eric's homerun hit - seems to be surprising to Jacob.

My angel - best boy a momma could hope for!

Tell me these kids aren't pumped up about some baseball?!?!?

Jude wearing some of my handy work!

BEST BEST BEST cake ever!!!!!

Best buds!

Still playing football with her - having a blast!

Is that an iPad I see? Why, yes it is...he's deserves to be spoiled!!!!

My beautiful children - I'm beyond blessed - God is so good to us!

As you can see - the party was a "hit" and the kids had a blast. This wiffle ball party is definitely going to be a tradition every Fall for Jackson's birthday - he loves all things baseball and deserved this party more than any boy I know. Jackson is AWESOME - Happy Birthday sweet boy!

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Too busy to blog...

2011-11-02T02:09:00.000-05:00

...But I'll be back with blogs galore before you know it! Stay tuned...

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Business is Booming

2011-10-21T23:58:00.001-05:00

This week alone, I have managed to monogram and applique 10 shirts, make 4 pairs of pants, and a set of baby bedding - in addition to my usual 40+ hours at the hospital - (sleep is optional, right?). I still have quite a bit of sewing left to do as the orders continue to roll in and while I like to say, "business is booming" - it's really more like "pleasure is prosperous".

Any Questions?

2011-10-12T22:01:00.002-05:00

It’s not the night shift that is so hard, it’s the recovering that takes so stinkin’ long….ughhh, it’s a sign of old age. The older I get - in combination with the more night shifts I work in a row - the more time it will take me to recover – did I mention I start this cycle again tomorrow - day shift and then right back to nights? Only a few more weeks and I will be in my cute and comfy office in East Texas, working 4 ½ days a week, working as the professional in which I have always dreamt – the exhaustion from the last few night shifts (or ALL the exhausting shift work for that matter) won’t even linger in my mind – the excitement, pride, and self-gratification will overcome it all – kinda like I did, huh?

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It hurts so good!

2011-10-05T22:24:00.001-05:00

No one can make it better. It's a choice I make. As I try to move forward, the aching turns to throbbing which turns agony which eventually turns to shear torture - I often try to remember if I misplaced my good sense; honestly, who continues subject themselves to this insanity? Out of breath and at my wits end, I redirect my attention - I envision what my Facebook status should say about all of this - should I brag or whine - cause let me tell you, there's NO room for anything in between. I have the motivation and the stamina to hammer hard and strike solid. I'll never (and I mean NEVER) back down... even when there are days when the temptation rears its ugly head and I wanna throw in the towel and declare defeat (mostly because I'm worn down to the point where I cannot even breath and blink at the same time). However, most of the time I just look the pain eye to eye and say, "pick me, pick me", cause today I've got this - you're all mine. In the end I know that I'll emerge triumphant - I always do. I believe if I don't push my body to run longer, harder, and faster each day...then my mind will never let it happen on race day.

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Two-Cents Tuesday

2011-10-04T16:39:00.000-05:00

It's just not nice.

Amen. This should be on billboards world wide!

Couldn't have said it better myself.

One of my all-time favorites!

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It seems like yesterday...

2011-09-30T12:57:00.001-05:00

...but it's been 10 years. Jackson Edward Kennedy was born on September 29, 2001 at 1:55pm. The first child of Jeremy and Lindsey Kennedy - that afternoon we were the newest mommy and daddy in the world only for a moment - but since that day Jackson has made us the proudest mommy and daddy in the world forever.
When I look back at the last 10 years - I fear the next 10 years will go just as fast (or faster, God forbid). I think of everything that Jackson has been through - and I am amazed at his strength, his courage, and His faith in God. On this day, his 10th birthday, I wish him a life full of happiness, many times of laughter and silliness, dreams that come true, goals that are achieved, a cancer-free forever, and everything else he's ever wanted - there's never been a more deserving boy.

Where does 10 years go?

Good Morning Birthday Boy!

How BIG is this foot? Cute new shoes though!!!!

I let Albertson's do the baking, however - I did the decorating! SO CUTE!!!!

Again, Albertson's = Baking, Lindsey = Decorating

Jackson and Peyton Hardcastle - "Cupcake Talk"

Love this child more than life itself...

Jackson's Favorite Dinner - Shepard's Pie

Happy Birthday Pitcher - ERA 0 tonight!

Love this face - I could kiss it - not scared to say it!

He is priceless and not scared to smile for his momma!

Happy Birthday song from the team!

1-2-3-GO Cardnials!

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A princess needs

2011-09-27T19:47:00.000-05:00

...her crown!

This afternoon Greer came running into my room with her gaudy, clip-on, costume earrings - - her princess high heels, one being tinker bell and the other snow white --- and her hot pink barbie panties (who needs pants?)... She was as serious as can be when she asked, "Momma, I can't find my crown so can I just borrow yours?" - and I said, "Of course you can!"

So your daughter can borrow it at a moment's notice!

Any Questions?

So stinkin' cute!

2011-09-22T16:32:00.002-05:00

Ordered this one 'cause hubby is a retired police officer!

...this one cause I miss my Daddy more than I can say.

My new baseball necklace - LOVE being a Baseball Mom!

YES! I am beyond Blessed!

Heather Hansen jewelry is fan-freakin-tastic! She isn't taking anymore orders until after October 1 - you can bet I'll be keeping her in business when she returns from Market! (heatherhansendesigns.com)

Any Questions?

She won - again!

2011-09-22T00:40:00.000-05:00

She says, "You cannot have it cause I had it first"...

Holding the Leap Pad - which she calls her "iPad"

...and after I explained (over and over) that it is a very expensive "puter" and Santa will bring her one, I did what any wonderful momma would do...

Her new "iPad"! Think she is spoiled much?

...I bought it!

Any Questions?

Sneak peak at my week

2011-09-18T20:13:00.000-05:00

1. Jackson has a girlfriend (other than me) - I almost had a heart attack.

2. Being a nurse practitioner in Texas means more school - must complete doctorate by 2020 - I'm actually excited!

3. The changes in Louisiana weather (minute to minute) are clogging up my head - I sound like I have play-doh up my nose.

4. Tom Brady and Wes Welker rocked Monday night football - lead me to my first win and #1 in the league (I beat the hubby).

5. Only a couple more months (maybe less) of metal in my mouth - I'm ready to be bracket free!

6. I'll never be able to go in Target without spending at least $100 - even if I leave with only ONE bag.

7. Christmas is in 3 months - OMG - must get to sewing, shopping, and searching (for the PERFECT gifts).

8. The older Jackson gets the more expensive his taste - he needs to get a job (or two).

9. I can eat an entire bag of chocolate covered raisins - in one sitting.

10. The Moron Test (iphone app) will make me say ugly words - loudly!

11. I can be productive - almost to the point where I don't recognize myself!

...onto another productive week - remember just because the monkey is off your back doesn't mean the circus left town! Random but HILARIOUS!

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Life is better with prayer!

2011-09-15T22:36:00.001-05:00

I pause and pray - asking for strength and though I know at times my own strength is not enough - the Lord gives me His. No matter the circumstances, the situation, the time or the place - I ask and He gives. When life is crazy, hectic, and (for sake of the blog name) chaotic - when I'm over committed, working day shifts followed by night shifts, sewing up a storm, shuttling kids from place to place - obligated to both ends of the Earth - I look to God.

It's easy to pray when times are hard - God knows we all long for brighter days. But when times are good - life is wonderful - and everything is moving in right direction - prayer is still a necessity. Prayer moves us from those hard times to these brighter times. The power of prayer is immeasurable but I'll count my blessings knowing the more I count, the more they grow! God is good and prayer is wonderful!

So true!

I love this! Prayer + Humor = My favs!

Creative Lord's Prayer

Yes it is!

Amen!

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Chin Up - Buttercup

2011-09-13T13:46:00.000-05:00

In 1977 my mom graduted from NSU as a registered nurse. At the time her and my Daddy had been married for about a year - he was her biggest fan. To show his love, support, and pride in her accomplishment, Daddy bought momma a beautiful diamond buttercup ring (come on now - it was the 70's, buttercup rings were "in"). This was special - they didn't have a lot of money and my Daddy wasn't one for many overly-romantic gestures - it was VERY special.

In 2006, I too graduated as a registered nurse. Imagine my surprise when I unwrapped my gift from momma - a beautiful diamond buttercup ring. It warmed my Daddy's heart to see me wear it - the same love, support, and pride he once had for her would now shine on. I miss him.

Buttercups symbolize cheerfulness and charm...and invaluable family memories.

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Her first love

2011-09-11T22:40:00.000-05:00

He's the most important thing in her world - they are opposites and like magnets, they attract. He protects her fiercely, he's her knight in shining armor. They walk hand in hand, play side by side, and talk heart to heart. She sees something in his eyes no one else can - or ever will, probably because he only has "that look" when he looks at her. He is her courage, her strength, her fearlessness, her joy, her first love.

A Princess and her Daddy

True love

Priceless expression on her face...

Handsome hubby

Any Questions?

Today, let's...

2011-09-11T02:02:00.001-05:00

...Love God

The Simple Church

Love Family

My beautiful family

Love baseball

New Baseball Mom necklace

And NEVER forget.

Any Questions?

I've signed up again!

2011-09-10T02:13:00.001-05:00

George Sheehan says, "The difference between a jogger and a runner is the entry blank". Well, I've signed "the entry blank" for a few upcoming 5Ks and even one 10K but am still steadily training for the half marathon coming up early next year - the weather is beautiful and I pray it continues to cooperate! Until next time...Peace-Love-Run!
(Side note: Now my running girls can smile and comment on my blog, y'all are welcome!)

5Ks all the way, right girls?

Any Questions?

My besties...

2011-09-08T23:53:00.001-05:00

Where would I be without my best girls, besties, BFFs,? The ins, the outs, the ups, the downs – when the sparks are flying, my girls keep me grounded (or at least they try). My best friends come in the form of a neighbor, a sister-in-law, a step-mother (we’ll call her), my high school best friend, and of course, my momma. We tackle our days together – offering support in person, phone, text, email, or ESP. We watch each other’s kids, wash each other’s dishes, borrow each other’s clothes, trust each other with our lives. We give advice and take it (or pretend to take it), obsess about our thighs, compare stretch marks, gripe about mother nature, and pray for each other each night. We give each other reality checks, a shoulder to cry on, a tip on a good sale, a cheering section when we do something great. I could go on and on – because as they say, friendship isn’t a big thing; it’s a million little things.

These are the best friends ever!

Any Questions?

Unless you're out front -

2011-09-07T21:17:00.003-05:00

- the view NEVER changes. Now honey, how boring is imitation?

tsk..tsk...tsk

I heart you autocorrect!

2011-09-06T21:32:00.000-05:00

Autocorrect used to drive me crazy ... but not anymore! First of all it learned my language (foul words and all)! Second of all I have learned to use it's language - yes, even I speak in "autocorrect"! Let me give you an example: Autocorrect changes puking to piling; therefore, when I am about to puke (and hypothetically I am given thousands of reasons on any given day) I instead text "I'm about to pile" and am therefore already one step ahead of autocorrect! Last but definitely NOT least - it cracks me up! My frustration has turned into shear humor - I heart you autocorrect!

Bahh Haaaa Haaaa!

Gotta Love Moms!

Priceless!

Perfect for this WHNP!

These moms HAVE to learn the "lingo" - Ha!

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It's the truth

2011-09-05T20:17:00.001-05:00

The stomach virus hit me with the fury this morning - so far the rest of the household remains unscathed however my neighbors have it - the brother-in-law and nephews had last week just after my mother-in-law shared it with them. So read the sign above and do EXACTLY what it says - this virus is for real! Ughhhhh!

Any Questions?

The Simple Church

2011-09-04T21:43:00.000-05:00

Simply R.O.C.K.S.

If I tried to explain The Simple Church, or today's service, or last week's service, or the week before that, or any others for that matter - I couldn't possibly do them justice. Justin is awesome - he was born to speak God's word - but saying that (or actually typing that) seems silly, because OF COURSE he was born to speak God's word which is exactly why he is doing it... okay anyways... so, this morning's service was fantastic as always but it started off with a clip that I love, that is SO TRUE, and I just had to share this:

P.S. ALL The Simple Church services can be watched at http://www.thesimplechurch.tv/ - I promise you'll love them and come back for more!

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I'll be a monkey's...

2011-09-03T21:59:00.000-05:00

...Aunt! Jude David Fortenberry will be one Wednesday - OMG, where does the time go? (I know, I know - time flies, I speak of it often). So today we celebrated my sweet nephew's first birthday and I must say I was pleasantly surprised to see that I am quite the party planner - I was honored to have been asked by my sister-in-law to not only make Jude's outfit (from head to toe) but to help her do so much more to make this day such a special day for Jude's first birthday - here are the pics of his fabulous festivities!

Jude's birthday outfit made by Aunt Lindsey

Jude's Birthday Banner handmade by Aunt Lindsey

Table decor by Karrie and me

Nana and Aunt Lindsey made Sock Monkey Cake Pops

Cupcake toppers handmade by Aunt Lindsey

Sweet Birthday Boy

Happy Birthday Jude David - I love you!

Last but NOT least, Aunt Lindsey's handmade sock monkey for Jude's birthday present!

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Being a parent...

2011-09-03T00:27:00.000-05:00

...means:

A waitress

A housekeeper

A teacher

A chauffer

A referee

Being a momma is the most wonderfully, amazing, exhausing, profession in the world - and just when I thought today couldn't get any better, Jackson brings this home to Mark and me...he is an angel on Earth and we love him dearly!

Jackson's sweet words to Mark and me!

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Down - Set - Hut....

2011-08-31T23:08:00.001-05:00

I'm so excited that I'm sweating glitter - the Fantasy Football draft is Friday. Princess Pigskins is going to win it all this year - while the prize money is fantastic - the bragging rights are priceless. Are you ready for some footballlllll???????

Geaux Saints - Geaux!

Princess Jersey - Fleur De Lis Please - Keep the Stars in Texas!

This is a princess pigskin

Even the BEST Fantast Football is NEVER complete without a little (or a lot) of LSU!

Any Questions?
AKA: Princess Pigskins

I'm sew crafty...

2011-08-30T23:28:00.002-05:00

Carseat (canopy view)

Carseat (Front view)

Keaton Gaines Boothe - In the carseat Aunt "Winsey" made him!

Personalized baby bedding for Keaton

Diaper stacker to match

Bedding detail - inital applique!

Burp cloth - sweet baby turtle!

Any day spent sewing is a good day (actually a fantastic day) and thanks to one of my best friend's and her new bundle of joy - Keaton Gaines Boothe - I have had many many fantastic days! More and more to come...keeping up with all of these orders (pics to be posted soon) has been shearly exhausting but SEW exciting! Looking forward to having my business blog up and running soon! Stay tuned for my new adventure - this is more than a dream come true!

Any Questions?

The cure...

2011-08-29T21:29:00.000-05:00

...for anything is salt water.

Sweat...

Tears...

And the sea.

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r-a-c-e-c-a-r

2011-08-28T22:17:00.001-05:00

is spelled the same way frontwards and backwards - random, pointless fact!

He may be in PTA school; but SWEARS he was born to be a racecar driver!
Either way... I think he's H-O-T and loves me a lot!

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When I...

2011-08-27T23:20:00.001-05:00

...share an idea, a story, a picture, a…well, I’ll stop there – nonetheless – it’s true what “they” say – being copied is flattering. Nothing makes my day a little brighter than a glass of wine and a pat on back for yet another job well done - I guess I’ll add “inspiring” to my list of charming attributes.

*%*%*Wink Wink*%*%*

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Was that an earthquake...

2011-08-23T23:17:00.001-05:00

...or did I just rock your world?

So God shook Washington D.C. today – maybe a something fell and hit our fearless leader in the head and knocked some sense into him – I doubt it. Washington D.C. is going to need more than a little earthquake to get back on track – and maybe that is the point of all this earth trembling – a sort of “attention getter”.

I’m surprised we haven’t seen a flash across our TV screens asking us to text #50304 to donate $1 to all of those on the East coast that spilled their frappuccino during the Earthquake of 2011 – a little too pretentious there at the ole U.S. capitol if you ask me. I’m not sure what I’d do if Louisiana had an earthquake, I’d probably be one of those that didn’t notice – unless of course I spilt my frappucino!

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Food for the soul....

2011-08-01T10:59:00.000-05:00

Satan called...

2011-07-29T00:02:00.000-05:00

...he wants his weather back!
It's so H-O-T - but I'm not complaining (yes, actually I am). We are having a blast at the ballpark and are bound for regionals - actually as we speak - or as I type...in the car driving (or riding) to the Strawberry City - aka: Ponchatoula (pretty sure they're not ready for Bossier City baseball) - 6 days of homeruns and hotdogs (I'll pass on the hotdogs). I'm excited about all of this baseball BUT (oh yes, there's a but) I'd be lying if I said it was fun to pack, unpack, drive, ride, sweat, nail bite, and sleep in a hotel (just to whine about a few things) - it comes with the territory and by golly we sleep - eat - breathe - baseball! So...I've been in a car 4 hours and my butt is numb, my husband has hit every reflector on the freakin' road, and I'm calling the governor in the morning to tell him Louisiana highways suck! I'm a little fussy! And this update is over...

Time is flying, 'cause we're havin' fun! Things are clickin' right along - or maybe it's a flat cause we just hit another crater in the road - goodness gracious! I'm out!

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My boy...

2011-06-20T22:41:00.001-05:00

...I have his heart - you'd think I could get his autograph...

2011 USSSA State Championship - 3rd Place - Bossier City Yankees

...not a chance!

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Eye Brain...

2011-06-10T22:00:00.001-05:00

...is what Jackson used to call a migraine - I prefer to call it hell! Nausea (with or without vomiting), throbbing pain on one side of my head or the other, sensitivity to sound and more so to light...for 3 weeks on and off I have been fighting this battle - 2 or 3 migraines a week - is it heat? hormones? heredity? I'm not one to complain - my tolerance for pain is impressive - but I've got things to do, chasing a migraine with Imitrex and Toradol (both AMAZING medications) is NOT on my to do list... I've got one more weapon in my arsenal and I'm about to break it out with the fury - assuming there is not a small "kink" in my plans!

If a migraine was art... this is what it would look like!

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In the hot summer sun...

2011-06-09T12:31:00.000-05:00

Sassy girl is a swimmer....

A couple of weeks into Summer and we are having a blast...

Serious boy meditates....#nicehairstyle

Painting with a Twist - A.W.E.S.O.M.E

Shake your groove thang sista!!

Tough boy is a power hitter (and an All-Star)...

Miss Photogenic is not available for pics at the moment...

The look of determination...

No matter what he does... he does it well!

We Are Fam~i~ly

2011-06-02T23:12:00.001-05:00

I have watched this little boy grow into a little man - he has amazing aspirations and impressive ambitions; a heart more pure than gold. He is my angel - my hero - my son! He's without a doubt - Momma's Boy!

He makes her pancakes EVERY Saturday morning - brings her flowers for no reason at all. He ties her shoes, kisses her owies, and tucks her tightly into her bed. She's without a doubt - Daddy's Girl!

Any Questions?

Guess who...

2011-06-01T23:46:00.000-05:00

...got accepted into the Physical Therapy Assistant Program?

My hubby decided a year ago, when I finished graduate school, that he wanted to go back to college. Having finished his bachelor's degree 16 years ago and served as a police officer since, first in Bossier Parish then for the City of Bossier City, he knew it was going to be quite the challenge. He took 2 classes last summer, more in the Fall and even more this Spring... applied for clinicals in April. After a written interview, a group interview, 48 hours of observation in 2 different settings, and a lot of praying - we received notification Saturday that he was selected as one of only 20 students (from 200+ applicants) to be part of the 2011-2012 PTA program. I could not be more proud of him - he is proof that the difference in ordinary and extraordinary is just a little extra!

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Fly High Katie Caroline

2011-05-29T19:58:00.013-05:00

A child’s death is not a natural part of life – in a parent’s world it’s never expected and impossible to get over – my thoughts don’t come from knowing but gratefully from mere deliberation.

How my view of the world would change – upside down so to speak. My heart would become a dark, hardened place – my lungs unable to hold air. The physical ache too much for my body to take – the sobbing, the yearning, the anguish, the grieving… Praying would be more begging and less blessing – I imagine losing a child is like being thrown in quicksand – your entire body slowing becoming engulfed and no matter how hard you pull, push, or press – your fate is certain.

Yesterday, May 28 2010, Katie Caroline received her angel wings; she now lives with God, He is sharing with her, His wonderful treasures. An entire community is now in mourning, a family, consumed by grief, dealing with an unspeakable loss. In uncertain time there is only One certain, God holds the controls.

Anytime there is a loss – I think of a monologue by Kelly Corrigan, the author of The Middle Place – I encourage you to read the monologue and the book – but for now I’ll close by quoting the last paragraph of the monologue.

“Eventually, someone whose not supposed to die will, maybe one of us, maybe a husband, God forbid a child, and all this celebrating and sharing and confessing will make certain essential comforts possible. We’ll rally around and hold each other up and it won’t be nearly enough but it will help the time pass just a hair faster than it would have otherwise. We will wait patiently and lovingly for that first laugh after the loss. When it comes, and it will come, we will cry as we howl as we clutch as we circle. We will transcend, ladies. Because we did all this, in that worst moment, we will transcend.”

May our loving God carry and sustain Toni, Will, and Lainey through this time for it is He that can bring them peace to places none of our loving words can touch.
Fly high Katie Caroline – we will see you again!

***Arrangements for Katie Caroline: Visitation will be on Tuesday at First Baptist Bossier from 5pm-8pm. Funeral at First Baptist Bossier on Wednesday at 10 am; burial will follow at Hillcrest in Haughton. Please continue to pray for this precious family!

Emotional...

2011-05-23T13:19:00.007-05:00

Awe: Jackson on the baseball field.

Gracious: Answered prayer after answered prayer.

Hopeful: Big career change coming for Mark Louis.

Playful: Greer is always on the go.

Eager: For some Summer baseball.

Scared: MRI next week.

Impatient: The Texas State Board of Nursing is S-L-O-W and getting slower!

Love: Watching my husband be a daddy – he is so great with these kiddos.

Exhilarated: Katie Caroline is seeing colors, recognizing family and friends, and her lab values continue to show major improvement. God is good!

Fussy: Laundry is never ending, dust collects on hardwood floors at warp speed, and the dishes have not yet learned to put themselves into the dishwasher.

Prissy: Lost 16 pounds – 9 more to go.

Interested: Looking at going back to school – even though I swore I never would.

Confused: Used fabric softner in 3 loads of clothes because I thought it was laundry detergent – oopps!

Indifferent: …nevermind. Some things are better left unsaid.

Doubtful: That the above “not worth mentioning” will ever change.

Certain: We are beyond blessed!

Any Questions?

Where have I been you ask?

2011-05-16T12:19:00.001-05:00

To say that we have been busy is an understatement... but then again, who is surprised? Chaos - that's who we are, what we do, and how we do it! I wouldn't have it any other way...

Candybar Cake... who counts calories?

Days and evenings at the ballpark - cheering for my best baseball boy!

Painting pretty little toes - polka dot piggies!

Happy Hour at Starbucks - who doesn't L.O.V.E a 1/2 price frappuccino?

Working my booty off - and that's A LOT of work!

Sewing, sewing, sewing - - - and now selling, selling, selling!

A Mother's Day Love Letter from my little man!

More loving words on Mother's Day!

Happy Anniversary to me - 7 years of crazy love... and chaos!

Mother's Day gift from my hubby - James Avery jewelry is always awesome!

And... the end of another semester for "Mark Louis" - all A's and one B - 3.75 GPA.

Day after day... special occasion after special occasion... memory after memory - if life wasn't chaotic it wouldn't be OUR life!

Pray without ceasing...

2011-05-01T17:37:00.002-05:00

Lord, we know you love Katie Caroline just as You love all children. We are asking that you please bring healing to this sweet little girl. Stay by her side and comfort her during this very tough time. Keep the Ward family ever mindful of Your loving presence and bless them with the peace that passes all understanding. Thank You for hearing our prayers! Amen.
There is a Facebook page created for this angel, please join us in seeking a miracle for this precious angel. We all know there is no end to the power of prayer and our Lord's healing touch.

We Love You Katie Caroline

Every Mom's Song

2011-04-05T22:29:00.000-05:00

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Weather or NOT

2011-03-30T23:33:00.001-05:00

Mother nature is in serious need of some HRT (hormone replacement therapy) - these hot and cold flashes are on my nerves - making time spent in the ballpark very uncomfortable! I sat on the bleachers tonight and begged the "baseball weather" to return back to Bossier City in time for Jackson's first game on Monday - I'd hate to watch my son pitch the season opener from the comfort of my heated car - just sayin'!
Here in Louisiana - or Bossier Parish at least, it's Spring Break, the kids are out of school and the weather is uncooperative - hoping by the time I'm finished with my work shift on Friday evening the weather will have changed for the better and allow for the weekend plans to continue...
I know I'm not the only parent that is praying I do not have to bring blankets to the ballpark - this momma's motto of the week: Baseball weather or BUST!

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On this fine day...

2011-03-22T23:44:00.002-05:00

...I hit the ground running, almost literally! After a washcloth to the face - I put on my running shoes and didn't return home until my feet had pounded the pavement for two miles - at this very moment it's feeling more like 200 miles!
I folded laundry and added more to the washer and dryer - ughhh, laundry is the enemy!
For the next couple of hours I cut fabric, ironed fabric, and sewed fabric into a precious outfit for my bossy girl! I'll post pics soon!
Dinner time - sauteed shrimp ziti was a hit! (Thanks to Weesha for stirring shrimp while I did dishes) - husband was on strike tonight studying for a physiology test he'll take tomorrow! Good Luck - Good Lookin'!
And then speaking of strikes... baseball practice was next on the agenda - starting at 7:30pm, a little late for a school night but I must admit the coach was on top of things and we were outta there by 8:30pm!
Jams plugged in from the iPhone for the car ride home - the kids cringe when I dance and cry when I sing! I'm unstoppable!
Cupcakes for a late night snack and kisses for sweet dreams - after today we all should sleep super soundly...as Mark is already snoring!

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Our talents are...

2011-03-15T23:12:00.000-05:00

...God's gift to us. What we do with it, is our gift to God.

Happy Birthday Kolten!

Because Jude needed a yellow outfit!

Happy Birthday Logan!

Summer wardrobe for Greer!

For my niece Averie.

Birthday Party outfit for Greer - and a handsome brother!

Another prissy outfit for "The Boss Lady".

Sew... as you can see - my blogging has been interrupted by my sewing machine. I'm so blessed to have such time, talent, and tenacity.

Each piece is stitched with love, yet none of it possible without the help from above.

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Yesterday plus today equals a difference!

2011-03-02T23:06:00.002-06:00

Sometimes I take a step back and evaluate – what is good, what is useful, what is worthy. What has gotten me where I am today? What do I need to get me where I want to be tomorrow? Life is one transition after another – or so that’s the way it’s going in this part of the world. (aka: That’s just how I roll)!

I’ve never been a planner – after all, by the age of 22 I had experienced motherhood and marriage – all in the same year and in that order – soon enough I found myself divorced and determined. Determined to find direction – seek happiness, find purpose, and be all that I could be (not so much “in the army”).

I’m thankful for the good times and the bad; the sunshine and the rain; the day and the night. I am in awe of God’s amazing, timely work in my life. Most importantly, today I am reminded of how much difference a day makes.

Karrie says God is good all the time – who can argue with that?

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He will!

2011-02-23T18:39:00.005-06:00

I’ve tried to blog five or six times this week and although my thoughts are abundant – arranging those thoughts into a logical statement has been quite a challenge. Outside of this blog life continues to pile up – sometimes faster than I can filter through it all – eventually I’ll get everything done, but probably not today.

I thrive on progress and when life moves at a snail’s pace – I get fussy, discombobulated, and downright fiery! I find it rather ironic that I was born 2 weeks past my due date but have since pushed for tomorrow to be here yesterday. I have learned to expect the unexpected and know that my plans don’t always measure up to God’s plan.

Waiting on God’s plan is not easy – almost like driving down the road with a blindfold on, trusting that you will not run a red light or hit another car. It’s so easy to get “off track” – to think of God as only working in favor for the good when in fact He is working in favor of His glory – not an easy concept to wrap my imperfect mind around at times. It all comes down to faith – not just knowing that God can - but knowing, in His own time and His own way, He will!

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It's obvious...

2011-02-17T22:33:00.000-06:00

...the only exercise some people get is jumping to conclusions, running down other people, side-stepping responsibility, and pushing their luck! ~Author Unknown

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Lovin' my Valentine's

2011-02-14T11:08:00.001-06:00

My hubby is i.n.c.r.e.d.i.b.l.e.

My son is so stinkin' sweet.

My sassy girl is 4 today.

These three things are all of my heart, for all of my life.

And that's all (for now)!

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Patience...

2011-02-08T19:47:00.003-06:00

…is a virtue. I seem to have lost mine – although I never had much to lose! I find myself tapping my toes, eyes in the top of my head, waiting…wondering…ready for tomorrow (and the next day and the next). I know that life moves fast, I shouldn’t rush it – nothing happens before its time – this I know.

Life is one “today” after another – an opportunity to live, laugh, and love, even on those days that don’t seem livable, laughable, or loveable – but the only way to get to tomorrow is surviving “today”. I have seen many obstacles, from beginning to end – I have weathered many storms and have come out better, stronger, and sassier than I ever could have imagined.

While I know that I will always be the type of person that isn’t going to sit around and wait, I’m also learning to stop rushing what cannot be rushed. I take a deep breath and look around – I see the things I love the most and I realize two things, #1 Each came in God’s time and #2 God’s time is perfect.

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There's no day like a snow day!

2011-02-04T16:17:00.005-06:00

Who can run in this weather – not this chick – my muscles don’t care to be frozen, nor my hands, toes, fingers, or nose. I feel like I burn so many more calories in the hot burning sun – It’ll be a while before those days are upon us.

Yesterday afternoon, without a drop of precipitation on the ground, the Bossier Parish School Board canceled school – I was pretty sure we were “jinxed” – I was wrong! I awoke to a light blanket of snow on the ground – worked until noon and came home to find so much more snow than I ever imagined we would see. Mark is on his way home from work – he shall help us assemble the perfect snowman – making memories that last a lifetime.

While my running shoes long for the sun, my boots love the kiss of the snow. I’m always having to remind myself to live in the here and now; to fight the desire to reach out and grab all the potential that dances on the horizon. Each day holds a reminder that the power of prayer is amazing – I am seeing it more and more all the time. We are so blessed to be a reflection of God’s goodness.

Front Yard - 7am when I left for work!

Front Yard - 1pm when I got home from work!

I hate driving in this mess - YES, I was stopped at a red light!

Standing in the snow - 7am

Wow! Standing in the snow 1pm!

Lots of snowflakes make one a.w.e.s.o.m.e snowman!

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...she loves him so!

2011-01-31T15:41:00.000-06:00

Her hair is a mess - it's way past her bedtime - and she has pizza all over her shirt BUT the best part of this video is the grown man wrapped all around this little girl's finger.

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Let's catch up..

2011-01-28T13:27:00.001-06:00

So much going on in so many directions…
1.) Hospital admission 3 units of blood later - - I’m better than ever!

2.) Jackson with not 1 but 2 ear infections - - Amoxicillin with the help of his Daddy (while I was in hospital) - - he is better than ever.

3.) My sewing room all neat and organized - - such an a.w.e.s.o.m.e Momma - - sadly went back home last night - - I miss her!

4.) Another semester begins for Mark - - he’s such a smarty pants - - I’m smitten!

5.) On the road to a full recovery - - literally “on the road” - - running shoes are back on!

6.) Greer has let me video her dancing 1,000 times – I will post that bit of entertainment later.

7.) While my NP license processes in Texas - - I’m fighting the temptation to take a practitioner job in Hawaii - - fleeting moments in dreamland!

8.) I’m off this weekend – probably will involve sleeping, sweeping, sweating, and I’m sure shopping!

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Flighty Friday

2011-01-14T16:18:00.000-06:00

The house is clean until I blink and then it is a mess again, the laundry is neatly folded and put away until I blink and then it is piled up once again, the dishes are done, so squeaky clean, until I blink and the sink is full on both sides once again – I’m pretty sure that this never stops. Nothing like the daily stresses and strains.

I look beyond the dust, dishes, and daily duties – I see two beautiful children, an amazing husband, a promising career – the blessings go on and on. God is good and I am grateful. I think about where I have been and where I am going – wow, how things change.

We are still making plans for our future – wherever that might be – it’s looking like the Dallas area will be our next home. The nurse practitioner jobs are in abundance in that neck of the woods and one in particular has caught my eye – paperwork and politics make the employment process far longer than I had hoped – patience is not one of my virtues. I’m ready for this next chapter in our life to get started, all the while reminding myself to live in the “now” – the small things are not so small and from what I have learned from housework alone, so much happens in the blink of an eye!

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Snow news is good news!

2011-01-08T00:48:00.000-06:00

A little cartoon in hopes that the weekend forecast for our area comes to be!

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Peace Out 2010

2011-01-02T19:25:00.000-06:00

For the first time in at least 2 years I saw the clock roll from 11:59 to 12:00am – it’s a new year – and a new decade. As I look back on 2010, I look forward to 2011 – so much on the horizon. One of my favorite things about a new year is the clear and clean calendar I put in my purse – 365 blank squares await my black pen – ohhhh the potential, possibilities, and promises (and smudges and smears).

Resolutions are not my “thing” – what’s the point? We can resolve to do anything at any time – we just have to make up our minds – and then actually follow through. So many people forget about the whole “follow through” part! I think changes, the kind worth keeping, take time, effort, and planning – and are never without a lot of praying. It’s never too soon or too late!

Jackson is finishing his Christmas break in Dallas with Momma and Mike while Mark will return to work, I will continue to work, and Greer… of course, will continue to be Greer. Christmas was wonderful! I could never have too much time with my family and friends; they are the food for my soul.

Peace Out 2010! 2011 Just tumbled in!

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If you don't have Christmas in your heart...

2010-12-22T18:46:00.001-06:00

...you'll never find it under the tree.

Making Christmas cookies!

Love my Pampered Chef stone - makes perfect cookies!

Jackson making cookies - reaching for the frosting.

Stirring the red frosting - probably eating it too!

Carefully decorating another cookie. Don't they look Fabulous!

I see a tummy ache in his future!

Daddy helping Greer with her decorating!

The finished products - - - YUMMY!

Really, Greer?

Really, Elfis? I see ANOTHER tummy headed for an ache!

My angels - My greatest gifts ever!

Love that smile ~ a little crooked ~ a lot precious!

Brother always making her laugh. A love like no other!

Since she wouldn't sit in Santa's lap - I settled for this pic in front of Bass Pro (which Greer called The North Pole) - thumb in mouth, Pigty obstructing the view, tears about to hit her cheeks - feelings on her sleeve.

Merry Christmas from our house to yours!

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A glimpse into my future...

2010-12-19T20:08:00.001-06:00

...at least that is what my brother and his wife seem to think!

I ABSOLUTELY love it! This could be me any day now! Definitely born to create drama!

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I've come to terms with our germs....

2010-12-16T13:17:00.000-06:00

Simply Insanity. Nothing more. Nothing less.

If that doesn’t describe the last 3 weeks at our house – nothing else will! Surgeries, strep throats, viral infections, head colds – sleepless nights, loss of appetites, running noses, throats on fire – antibiotics, pain medication, over the counter meds for all the snot – lots of stress, taking deep breaths, is this ever gonna end?

We are on the up swing – everyone is feeling better and looking forward to Christmas – could we get the weather to cooperate? Mark finished the semester – 3.7 – hottie with brains – how lucky am I? (Especially when you factor in a man that has gotten up with sick kids night after night so I could rest – I’m spoiled).

After working tonight, I’m off for 4 days – lots of family time this weekend – birthday parties, a trip to see Santa, Christmas lights, out to dinner with friends – and I should probably finish my Christmas shopping. I need the cooties to go away – so we can go and play!

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We "Elved" Ourselves!

2010-12-11T12:40:00.001-06:00

One of my best friends sent me this link a couple of years ago - I fell in love with it then and have had a blast "elfing" us each year since. Just one of the many fun traditions we have here at our house! Hope everyone is enjoying this time of year as much as we are.

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P stands for Princess

2010-12-08T12:10:00.003-06:00

When Greer speaks:

Greer smelling a prune, “That is ahhh-skusting” (Disgusting)

Me, “Ughhh, Dominos Pizza really makes me mad”
Greer, “Well, why don’t you go post it on facebook”
Me: “Really?”

“Ohhhh, I like pine chapel” (Pineapple)

“Momma, I wanna call Blanna Blanna” (Greer’s interpretation of Jackson calling my mom Nana Banana)

She’s a Daddy’s girl with sass that came undoubtedly from me. She throws right handed, kicks left footed – and wears a tutu no matter what sport she is playing. Her soft spot is for her brother – in her eyes, he does no wrong. She sings in the shower to her own songs – made up on the spot. She laughs out loud while watching TV and then cuts her eyes to the left and right to see if anyone was watching. Her side kick is Pigty, they are bff. I could not imagine life without this crazy, loving, brazen, charming, beautiful girl!

10 months old at Nana Banana's house in Dallas.

Her first birthday - after diving into her cake.

My 2 loves

Cruising on a walk in the nrighborhood.

Chrystal Clear Photography - how we love you!

Growing like a weed - my precious girl.

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Just loving every minute...

2010-12-07T22:41:00.001-06:00

When another girl loves your shade of lipstick – wants to read the bestseller you just read – or even wants the number to your hair dresser – you are flattered – after all that’s what girls do. Who doesn’t want to be admired? How does that cliché read… something about imitation and the sincerest form of flattery – I can’t remember but it’s something like that.

So – what if this happens time after time – over and over? It can get old – it’s amazing that some will still try their hardest to be an exact duplicate of another! What happens when it is past the point of flattery and it is simply irritating, utterly annoying and it’s becoming excessive?

It’s sad to see someone that lacks that special sense of self. I cannot imagine relying on someone else to make decisions and choices and then swiftly following suit. It is obvious that some cannot live outside the lives of others.

In the mean time, I maintain a purpose of my own. I will live in peace – chase my wildest dreams – and love every minute of it.

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It's the most wonderful time of the year!

2010-12-06T20:46:00.000-06:00

Bayou Magic: It’s what’s for dinner! Jambalaya is a huge hit at our house – this pot will be gone in a matter of moments. Dinner was complete with sweet tea, garlic bread, and a dump cake for dessert – and of course a kiss for the cook.

Jambalaya - Lindsey style! (With a little help from Bayou Magic)

Peach dump cake - I could eat the whole pan!

Things are crazy and getting crazier – and you wonder why I refer to us as the “Chaos Clan” – that’s how we roll. Amongst the insanity we are blessed – Jackson’s MRI showed only minute changes in the tumor with the overall impression that it is stable – no more MRIs for 5 months – words cannot express my gratitude and feelings of relief. Whoo! Hooo!

Christmas decorations are in place – just as someone waved a magic wand over our house – Christmas has arrived. Actually, Mark and I worked rather hard this weekend – it was worth every minute. I need to get the Christmas cards stuffed and to the post office – probably won’t happen until Friday. Our elf made his way to Elizabeth Lane – his name is Elvis (I like to refer to him as “Elfis”) – a little Christmas humor. He has not yet stirred up any messes throughout the house – but has found his way onto the fireplace mantle, the kitchen light fixture, and now on top of the Christmas tree.

Our house all aglow!

Our beautiful Christmas tree

An ornament Jackson made in kindergarden - very sentimental.

"Elfis" kickin' it in the top of the Christmas tree.

My most favorite decoration - My Willow Tree Nativity Scene.

Well, I’m headed to the shower – while I listen to the kids count (how many times must I say, “stop playing hide-n-seek in the house?”) – Mark holler at Tom Brady to throw another touchdown pass – and the cat climb the Christmas tree for the 1,000th time today. The other day I asked a friend of mine, “How do you keep a cat out of a Christmas tree?” Her response, “You don’t”… I’m starting to believe her!

There's a reason they call this the most wonderful time of the year - I can name several!

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Always remember...

2010-12-02T15:57:00.001-06:00

"People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.
If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.
For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway."
— Mother Teresa

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Better than ever...

2010-11-29T17:55:00.000-06:00

Thanksgiving was perfect I must say - I could not have been any more blessed than to have celebrated with both my and Mark's family. My brother's rotation on the ole' oil rig allowed him to join us and the cancelation of my parent's annual trip to Chicago topped it off - it was Thanksgiving lunch galore in the Fortenberry kitchen!

Dinner time found us up the street at Mark's parents house, surrounded by his sister and brothers and neices and nephews. The food was amazing - the family time even better. Blessings beyond measure.

The Christmas tree is up - the decorations await - well, they await my trip to the store - there are a few things I am wanting to change up this year - so who am I kidding? I change a few things every year - but the traditional ornamanets always have their place. There is nothing that could get in the way of the special place my childrens' memories have on my beautiful tree each year. My babies make this time of year amazing - so hard to imagine how much better it's going to be! I'm thinking better than ever!

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Stuff the turkey THEN the stockings...

2010-11-24T22:42:00.002-06:00

Would you host a 4th of July picnic in early June?

Wear your St. Patrick's day green in February?

Meet the girls for a margarita to celebrate Cinqo de Mayo in April?

Take the kids trick or treating in September?

It just wouldn't be right! Right?

The pilgrams didn't eat the first Thanksgiving dinner while staring at a Christmas tree and sparkling lights strung all aglow... and neither will we. I could never start Christmas before Thanksgiving - it negates the meaning of both holidays.There is a separation of the day in which we give thanks for the wonderful country in which we live and our blessings of freedom and the day in which our amazing, forgiving Lord and Savior was born. It's simple to see - we should always respect both - but separately.

Happy Thanksgiving from the Chaos Clan!

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So incredibly true!

2010-11-22T16:11:00.000-06:00

Isn't this the truth?

It only gets better from here!

2010-11-16T21:05:00.001-06:00

I often brag about how I was born two weeks late – Due on February 1 – born on the 15th. But if you think about it – it fits me…. Or maybe I have spent the past 31 years fitting it – either way, it works.

This morning – like so many mornings recently – I was so tired and didn’t want to get out of bed – kinda wish I could have stay there…well, for about 2 more weeks to be exact – remember: it fits me! Against my will, I threw back the covers – and jumped in the shower – had myself and 2 kids ready to hit the road in about 35 minutes – almost a world record, I’m sure.

We drove to Dallas – Jackson had an appointment – routine follow-up at the Endocrinologist (she works on the hormones and such) – I was actually worry free – well at least about the doctors appointment that was a few hours ahead – instead I worried about the basket of socks I need to match (how many will be loners – again), my sweet hubby who is working so hard in school (making near perfect grades time and time again), the DirectTv box in my room that cuts off at will, - you know the usually mom things.

The appointment, as I suspected, was uneventful – a quick lunch with the gang (me and the kiddos, my parents, and Jeremy and his momma {Jackson’s MeMe}) – Babe’s Chicken in Carrolton is so amazingly great--- in a home cookin’ kinda way. The kids played Marco/Polo in the backseat on the way home – Greer counted… "one, two, three, four, five, nineteen, twenty – here I come, I mean… MARCO" – Jackson replies with the obvious answer, "POLO" – she tags him and then they trade … he starts to count but actually saying aloud each number between one and twenty – he’s my patient child.

I made my way to the bedroom when we arrived home – I longed for a quick afternoon nap – it didn’t happen. So I lay here now – ready to get a goodnight’s sleep – Jackson is already in his bed snoozing and Greer, as usual, fights the nightly separation and has come in my room about 4 times already – I feel the need to offer her a little “inspiration” (on the booty) to stay in the bed. I sigh – this is it, I’m telling myself right now – this is what life is all about. My family – me holding their hearts, them holding mine – does it get any better than this? Something tells me it does!

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I heart Fall Back...

2010-11-07T00:11:00.000-05:00

It’s that time – Fall back – I love it! Darker earlier, cooler weather, “smoke” in the air when I breathe – Ahhhh! I feel like I carry this extra hour with me for at least a week – I love the feeling of looking at my watch and realizing that even though it is dark outside, it is only 6:00pm (so who cares if dinner is still not on the table, right?) The news reported tonight that the iPhones are not expected to cooperate with the time change – is Apple ever going to convince these phones to act appropriately – I guess that’ll happen when AT&T stops losing signal and dropping calls. Cooperation from my iPhone alarm or not – there is no chance that I’ll to show up for work an hour early, who are you kidding?

I cannot believe that Thanksgiving and Christmas are nipping at my heels (you’d think as often as I complain about this, I’d be ready by now – not a chance!) – It’s time to plan meals, visits, travel, and I guess, gift buying – I’m such a last minute shopper but sentimental all at the same time – lots of good surprises on the horizon… and not just the kind that money can buy!

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11.01.2010

2010-11-02T00:01:00.002-05:00

And that's hard to top!

Should I wear scrub pants or blue jeans? Should I iron my shirt or throw it in the dryer for a second? Is dinner coming from the kitchen or a drive-thru? Does Jackson have a clean uniform hanging in his closet? Do I know where Greer’s hot pink bow is hiding out? Did I wash my hair yesterday – or was that they day before – either way I need to call my hair chic – these roots are a mess. Am I too sore to run today? Why am I so tired?

…ahhh the fleeting thoughts that run through my mind in between hitting the snooze on my iPhone alarm – can someone explain to me why the default is set at 9 minutes between each snooze? Not 5 minutes or 10 minutes but 9 minutes – whatever, I’m over it.

The kids went to school today – late – but to school nonetheless. Why is “you are not eating Halloween candy for breakfast” such a hard concept for my children to grasp – it’s plain and simple – black and white (or orange if you want to be festive) – either way, the answer is “NO”. So Greer had a chocolate chip muffin (cause that’s healthy, right?) and Jackson and I went on a date to McDonald’s. Sausage egg biscuits never tasted so good – better than Halloween candy for breakfast – and that’s hard to top!

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And...

2010-10-31T10:29:00.002-05:00

...as promised!

I am so excited for Jack Jack - not only did his class receive first place for their "Old Movie Monster" themed pumpkin display but Jackson won FIRST place in the individual contest - he was beyond excited and as usual, I was beyond proud!

The Bride of Frankenstein

Mrs. Shaffer's Saturday Monster Matinee

Jackson's Strawberry - or (pumpkin decorated to look like a strawberry)!

Tonight we are taking the kids trick-or-treating, which means more pictures to come. Halloween is a blast around here - it holds quite a bit of sentimentality for me. I can remember countless Halloween's with my Daddy - he never hesitated to throw pumpkin "guts" at us or rub his "pumpkin gooey" hands in our face. But once the pumpkin guts were out - Daddy put on his serious face - pumpkin carving was some serious business at our house and I'm so proud to see that we have carried on the tradition - but I think we will stay away from knives and stick to the paint!

As once quoted in the series The Wonder Years,

"A memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,

the things you are, and the things you never want to lose".

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Wonderful

2010-10-27T09:24:00.000-05:00

I think I’m going to buy Greer’s Halloween costume – my sewing room remains in pieces waiting to get the last of our hardwood floors put down – the truth is – sewing room together or not, there is not near enough time to get everything done and sewing is LAST on the list. Actually housework is last on the list - but that never changes!

Tomorrow night is “Light Night” at the elementary school – I cannot help but be reminded of last year when it was canceled due to terrible weather – actually it was a tornado that managed to cause quite a bit of damage, this year I think we’d settle for a little rain - after Light Night, of course. Nonetheless, there are pumpkins to decorate, 2 of them to be exact… one for the classroom and one for Jackson’s individual entry into the school contest – I’m so stinkin’ excited! Pics will be posted, I promise!

As I said my prayers last night – I realized, once again, just how blessed we are. Jackson is doing so well – his grades are great, his spirits are high (most of the time), and he has no signs or symptoms of tumor growth or progression. Greer is as prissy as ever – getting more beautiful by the day, starting to recognize her name when written, and beginning to write letters (though some of them are upside down). I’m am so eager to see what God has in store for us – I have a feeling it is going to be wonderful.

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2010-10-24T13:51:00.001-05:00

Beneath His Badge

Though it’s true that any of us could lose our lives at any moment, not everyone who sends her husband out the door wonders if today’s goodbye kiss and “be careful out there” will be the last exchange they’ll ever share.

As a police wife there are certain facets of the job I know will never change – shift work, lengthy odd hours, and of course, the constant unpredictability. It is always my prayer that the unpredictability is never accompanied by serious consequences – and I don’t mean being late for dinner.

In the wee hours of this chilly October morning, a 24 year old man pulled up to a gas station, opened fire and in a flash, took an innocent officer’s life. This officer was described in our local newspaper as, “a police officer’s police officer”. What kind of human being guns down an innocent police officer? I can think of a few inappropriate words that could answer that question, but I’ll refrain.

The City of Shreveport has lost a protector, the department a brother, and the family a loved one. While I personally do not know this officer or his family – my heart aches nonetheless. These men know the risks and despite the statistics they make a conscious decision to put on their uniform, lace up their boots, clip their gun belt tightly, grab the key to their patrol car , and walk out the front door – they protect and serve with courage and honor. I pray that there will never be a day when my husband’s heart ceases to beat beneath his badge.

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2010-10-21T10:26:00.000-05:00

Peace - Love - Running

I have been awake since before 5:00 this morning – no particular reason why – which makes me fussy. Why is it when I wake up so early I am less likely to get anything done around here? My house needs a good ole cleaning out – I’m not talking about sweeping, mopping, and dusting here and there – I’m talking about going from room to room and plucking all the clothes, shoes, bags, toys, and whatever else and taking it all to Goodwill – productivity eludes me (again). Oh well, there is always tomorrow – how many times can I say that? Well breakfast, a quick run, and a 12 hour shift await me – I may even get a load of laundry folded and put away before noon. ‘Til next time – Peace- Love -Running!

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2010-10-20T09:29:00.013-05:00

{My heART}

Flipping through a Signals catalog early this morning, waiting on my breakfast to settle before I hit the streets in my running shoes – I came across a couple of pieces of wall art that I adore. Allow me to share.

{The perfect way to describe all the things my hubby and children are to me - they complete me}

{Because in the end - all that matters is being yourself. Why do so many people have a hard time with this?}

Well, my running shoes are calling my name - I'm counting on them to carry me yet another 3.1 miles (I'm trying like hell to improve my time). May those shoes keep me out of the puddles left by the early morning rain. I pray that the leg cramps will be minimal, the iPhone will be jammin', the sun hidden in the clouds, and my energy abundant, til next time - I'm outtie!
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Pretty

2010-10-18T23:11:00.001-05:00

Tonight at the ballpark (after a last minute realization that Jackson had a baseball game despite today being a school holiday) – I asked Greer to show me her muscles, she said *hands on hips* “Momma, boys have muscles, girls have pretty”! Well said – especially coming from a girl with a lot of pretty!

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I crawled...

2010-10-13T15:45:00.003-05:00

...into the bed at 2am this morning – another busy night in the ER. Actually, it was not just busy – it was INSANE. Sometimes I wonder how many miles I walk during a 12 hour shift – my legs tell me that figure would be quite impressive – the cellulite on those same legs tell me it’s not quite enough. What gives?

Jackson called me at work last night – his reading level has improved, in terms of grade level, from 3.4 to 6.2 – WOW! Jackson reads on a 6th grade level? That’s impressive – but that’s how Jackson gets things done – 110% or nothing. Greer had dance yesterday – 4:45 on Tuesdays. Whose idea was that? Oh wait – that’s where we ended up because I waited until the last minute to register her this year. Well… thank goodness we were able to switch – Thursdays look out – here comes the boss lady in a tutu.

I slept in today, well actually it went something like... got up, got the kids ready, took them to school and then went back to bed – my sinuses are driving me crazy – I know I’m not alone. I have sneezed a bazillion times and wiped the tears from my eyes until they are raw. Boo Hoo – I’ll have some cheese with that whine, please. Speaking of cheese…it’s almost 4pm and I have no idea what’s for dinner. I took some ground beef out of the freezer earlier but I’m thinking Johnny’s Pizza (probably because coupons came in the mail today).

It’s Wednesday which means Mark has class and ughhh - it’s his “late night”. I know what it takes to do well in school but Mark is blowing my mind – he made, not JUST an “A”, but 100% on his last anatomy test and a 98% on his lab test – What? I didn’t make straight A’s until graduate school. I’m so proud of him, so proud of where he is going in life, so proud that he is willing to take this huge leap into a different career field – especially after 14 years in law enforcement. Setting goals is one thing - seeing them through is awesome.

Kids, laundry, dinner (or a phone call to order dinner), and 3rd grade homework await me – I’m outie – for now!

P.S. This blog’s ‘bout to get a facelift – it’s gonna be fantabulous!

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Day to Day

2010-10-11T14:34:00.004-05:00

Friday…
…My hubby surprised me by taking the day off from work. He took me on a date – breakfast a Strawn’s and then a trip to the Revel. We stopped by the Dollar Store for odds and ends, and checked Jackson out of school before heading home. I did three loads of laundry, cooked a huge pot of gumbo, cleaned the kitchen, baked a cake, and cleaned the kitchen again. I cut Jackson’s finger nails (why don’t mine grow like that?), let the dog out, let the dog back in. Mark took Jackson to the firing range, picked Greer up from school, picked Beth Ann up from her grandparents. I sent Mark to Target (for Imitrex) after listening to the kids scream while skidding across our new hardwood floors – so the ending of that sentence totally explains the beginning. Then…

Saturday…
…Mark and Jackson went hunting – all day, no deer for the dear. I stayed home with the girls, went for a run, kicked it with "Myweesha", cooked spaghetti, mopped, dusted, talked on the phone, watched some insane LSU football, did a little more housework (but not too much), went to bed early. So…

Sunday…
…I spent 12 hours in the ER - working my booty off (NO jokes about the amount of work it would take to REALLY work this booty off), whined about my "shin splints" all day, came home to a hot hubby, as in “hot” with a fever, that had cleaned house and cooked a roast (with carrots and potatoes). I sighed at yet another loss for Princess Pigskins (fantasy football is testing my patience), read my bible study, lifted my prayers, and turned out the lights. And finally…

Today…
…Kids up, ready for school – oh wait, Greer has fever. So, Jackson to school, Greer to bed – I did a few household chores, hit the tanning bed, then the ran - with shin splints and whined some more. Momma here from Dallas, my baby brother to visit for most of the morning – love my family time. The clouds rolled in, rain fell out – it’s about time! Baseball games canceled, Jackson to his Daddy's for a little visit. I ironed out the details for Jackson’s birthday party – gonna be A-W-E-S-O-M-E, just like him. So...

..there you have it - that's how we roll - day to day!

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I'm just sayin'...

2010-10-02T23:07:00.001-05:00

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With a heavy heart...

2010-09-29T21:05:00.003-05:00

My body takes to being pregnant like "pregnant" is what I was born to do - my hips spread, my boobs swell (I know you didn't care to hear that - but it is SO true), and my face pimples to pieces - Gee, and all this time I thought that I was just supposed to "glow" - it seems my body cannot spell because I instead seem to "grow"!

While my body takes being pregnant so seriously - pregnancy does not always take to my body in the same fashion. After a devastating ultrasound this morning and the doctor's confirmation; Mark and I were told that this pregnancy had come to an end... far too soon.

God is in control and while I struggle with that from time to time, I do know that it is the truth, He has a plan and it is perfect... just like my next child will be.

Proverbs 3: 5-6 : “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.”

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My two in a million

2010-09-26T21:22:00.009-05:00

I kiss my babies when they are asleep, close my eyes and pray over them. I ask God to bless them and hold them – I thank Him and then ask myself, how did I ever get so lucky? They are such a gift – never to be taken for granted. The memories we make are priceless, oh how I wish I could make time stop but since I cannot hold the hands of father time and will them to be still I will take a million pictures because they are one in a million - or should I say two in a million?

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More soon!

2010-09-21T15:39:00.002-05:00

If absence makes the heart grow fonder, then y’all must be missing me pretty badly and if not, then let me say that at least I have been missing y’all! The blogger in me is furious with the wife, mom, nurse, sister, daughter, friend, seamstress – you get the point – all my other roles have definitely prevented me from blogging – but not right this second… I’m blogging despite the 10,000 things that need to be done!

Jackson is playing baseball like a pro – seriously, this is his first season of live arm and while it is a much slower pace – to see my baby boy pitch is something else. My heart flips and flutters – when did my little boy, so skinny and fragile, turn into a man? While I know that I can write a book about the literal answer to that question – my heart just doesn’t get it. Life moves so quickly and even when you have one million memories in your mind and plenty of pictures stamped into your head – sometimes your heart just doesn’t get it. I’ve never been so proud of him but more importantly, I can tell that he has never been so proud of himself!

I wish my Daddy was here to see him – while I know that Daddy is watching from his own baseball fields in heaven – I would love to see him smile. Through the pain and hurt, I know that I can close my eyes, reach for one of those memories stamped forever in my mind – I feel peace. I can see my Daddy smiling at Jackson over and over – from the day the tear rolled out of his eye when Jackson was born until he came to his last baseball game – Jackson always made my Daddy smile – he just has that effect on people.

Well, the patients in the ER await me – the dance studio awaits Greer – and homework awaits Jackson – Mark gets to see that it all gets done, at least while I’m away. There is no doubt that I would not be such a spectacular wife, mom, nurse, etc. without Mark – he is nothing short of amazing – God brought him to me in perfect time.

That's it for now.. more soon!

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My new "LOVE"...

2010-09-08T15:36:00.003-05:00

My dearly loved sister-in-law has a new title... she is a momma now; and of course, David is a daddy. I would not live to write another blog if I divuldged the details of her labor so for the sake of my own life, I'll not say another word (at least tonight). Here's a sneak peak at my new love...sporting his cute hat Aunt "Winsey"(yes, Karrie I wrote that) made him.

Jude David Fortenberry
09/07/10 @ 04:05am
6lbs. 9oz. 20in.

Cancer is not one long race...

2010-08-30T16:51:00.001-05:00

I know, I know… this blog, like many other times before, is long overdue!
The children and I made our way to Dallas and back – safe and sound and I even still sane – sort of!

As many (or all) of you know, Jackson had a scan on Wednesday afternoon, and as usual he did wonderfully. He never ceases to amaze me – his strength, his courage, his ability to just about perform his own MRI at this point, including putting himself to sleep – talk about nervous… watching your child push his own diprovan until his eyes roll back in his head – I should probably have taken something for nausea – whheeew!

Thursday found us at the oncologist’s office – she is nothing less than stellar! It was brought to our attention that Jackson may have some vision issues (unrelated to the brain tumor) probably as a result of his genes, after all, Jackson’s Dad, Jeremy, wears glasses – well, he had a prescription for some once but he hasn’t been able to find them for years – he has no plans to find them or purchase more! After all the small talk – the tumor talk started. While we were hoping to hear that Jackson’s tumor had remained quiet – it was just not meant to be. The radiology report read that the cystic portion of the tumor had significantly increased in size when compared with the previous MRI from May – well ughhh! I really could have done without the word “significantly” – just sayin’!

So for now we do – nothing! This part of the tumor has grown before, although we were on chemotherapy at the time – this particular aspect does not respond to chemotherapy and can only be treated with surgery or radiation. At this point, the benefits of no treatment at all definitely outweigh either option we have available – we are treating a patient NOT a tumor! It is not always uncommon for the cystic portion of an astrocytoma to increase in size and then spontaneously decrease over a period of time. Jackson remains free from symptoms – and for that I am beyond grateful. While this news has been somewhat discouraging – overall, everything remains the same… well, one exception – Jackson’s port is GONE! Friday he had it removed – it was awesome. I hope that he never has to have another – one of those in a lifetime is one too many! God is good and we are grateful – Jackson will have another scan in 8-10 weeks – hopefully that is where the tumor proves that it can shrink just as quickly as it has stretched.

We are staying busy – and that is an understatement – I have worked every night since returning from Dallas and look forward to a few days off soon - the kids are back at school and homework is neverending!

Thanks to each and every one who prayed and continues to pray for my angel – and thanks for following him on his journey and remember:

Cancer will never be one long race; it is many short races one after another.

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Manic momma on a manic Monday

2010-08-23T05:48:00.003-05:00

My eyes are on fire - exhausted from yet another night of work - ready for this shift work to be a "thing of the past" - I'm thinking sooner than later. Greer found her way into my side of the bed last night, probably rattled out of her bed by the thunderstorms, I could sit here and run my fingers through her silky hair all day.

I came home just in time for Mark to leave - a kiss in the entry hall and a couple of loving words was not what I had pictured in regards to marital communication - but it is what it is - and I am thankful for the small things... they are not so small in the grand scheme of life. Just ask the families of the miners in Chile.

Jackson has an MRI Wednesday - I expect nothing less than promising news - I know God hears my prayers. While Jackson is excited about getting to miss school - I can tell he is a bit apprehensive about the pending MRI - who wouldn't be? I'm not sure I could walk a step in his shoes. Imagine living life on a "rug" that could be torn out from underneath you at any minute - you're playing on the playground one day and sitting in a neurosurgeon's office the next - it changes you, beyond what anyone, EVEN ME, can imagine - it changes you. I recently heard of someone's hateful, juding words about Jackson and despite my abilty to "consider the source", that selfish way of thinking unnerves me - I take a deep breath and won't give it another thought.

I've decided to give in and shut my eyes for an hour - I'll then spring out of the bed, so... probaly not "spring" but I'll drag myself out of the bed only to return after kids are bathed, fed, packed, and deposited at their respective educational institutes - this manic momma is just trying to survive another manic monday!

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WaCkY WeEkEnD at WoRk

2010-08-16T09:02:00.001-05:00

1. I correctly diagnosed the "P.I.D. shuffle" at a distance of 15 feet – not the first or last time I’ll see that one!

2. I dealt with someone who thought their child’s constipation for 4 hours was a medical emergency. When she changed a poopy diaper we reviewed the definition of constipation!

3. I entered a patient's chief complaint as "I'm drunk"... at 7am.

4. I had at least 3 patients with a nose-ring, eye-brow ring, etc… tell me "I'm afraid of needles"... since when?

5. I worked a code and actually thought to myself, "as long as he's got a pulse, I won't worry about whatever rhythm he is in for now”…

6. My dieting was successful… I ate from the 4 major food groups: chocolate, coffee, Diet Dr. Pepper and frozen yogurt.

7. I had at least 3 people tell me introduce their chief complaint as follows, “I was searching the Internet . . .”

8. I’ve decided we need an aerial spraying of Prozac for the waiting room.

9. I took a phone call that dealt with a "lost condom" …

10. I learned that my bladder can expand to the size of a hot air balloon – and not explode!

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Sew in love..

2010-08-09T06:13:00.004-05:00

I cannot wait until early September - Jude David Fortenberry will be here. I have loved this angel long before our giving God sent him to my sister-in-law. I cannot wait to finally kiss his little face and let him wrap his tiny hand across my finger - what a miracle.

The baby shower was this weekend and Karrie and baby Jude were spoiled rotten - exactly how it should be when you're having a baby. While the friends, food and fellowship was fabulous... I have to admit the highlight of the shower for me was giving Karrie Jude's bedding that I had been making for a couple of months. She could NOT wait another minute. I think it turned out beautifully and I am so excited to have been such a big part of Jude's life already.

With a few minor details and accessories to complete - here are the long awaited pictures of Baby Jude's bed...

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Martinis, Monograms, and Milkshakes...

2010-07-28T16:54:00.004-05:00

One foot on the ground – sleep still in my eyes and I am already reviewing the 1,000 things I need to do today. I stumble to the coffee pot all the while trying to figure out why I brag about having a “day off” – off from what? A real day off would be filled with pedicures, frappuccinos, and 2 for 1 martinis at Bella Fresca (so that’s out because it’s not Monday).

I looked over at the bar, saw my box of straight pins and was reminded of this weekend when I was sorry, for only a moment that I had gone to graduate school – school at all really. If I sat at my sewing machine for one hour this weekend, I sat there ten. I was in heaven – I learned new limits, or rather lack thereof, of my talent to “make threads meet”, stitch by stitch – it was love. I am almost done with my nephew’s baby bedding – there will be more sewing.
(Jude's diaper stacker)

My teeth are bound to fall out of my mouth any minute – my trip to the orthodontist yesterday was a bit much – a power chain, stainless steel wires, and rubber bands - milkshakes so far for breakfast and lunch – the menu for dinner is looking similar. It’s 5pm and I notice that Greer has just fallen asleep in my bed – looks like I’ll be stumbling to the coffee pot again this evening yet this time, I'll be reviewing the 1,000 things I should have done today.

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My new tat"tale"

2010-07-27T18:33:00.006-05:00

I was sitting at work about a month ago when my phone buzzed – yet another email. The email was sent from the North Louisiana American Cancer Society – one of probably 9 or 10 I receive from them each week – for obvious reasons. The email was titled “Fight Dat shirts are in” – even though I hadn’t ordered one, I opened the email – WOW! This is what I saw:

I knew right then what I wanted to do. So this is what I did:

It is a work in progress – more colors and dimensions to be added soon.
Two of my favorite things: My Louisiana heritage and my angel’s fight with brain cancer – pink and grey – my spirit was once changed forever and now my bod! To me it is not just a tattoo - it is a tat"tale"!

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Forget history - she is making HERstory!

2010-07-15T22:32:00.007-05:00

Greer asks, “I need my viams (vitamins) – puh-leeaase mommy?” – I’m literally in the middle of peeing (I know, probably TMI – but such is life, right?) Before I can get 10 steps into the kitchen, I notice Miss Priss has climbed onto the counter top, stepped over to the stove, unlocked the cabinet above her head, and opened a child-proof bottle of children’s gummy vitamins – I felt the rise in my blood pressure instantly – I’m sure she saw the steam coming out of my ears. I just love her “can do” attitude – she is always so motivated to make decisions to act on her own behalf – most of which get her other “behalf” spanked.

Preschool lingers right around the corner – but I know not even the best private school in the world can teach this child the importance of using judgement, reason, and values before acting on impulse or emotions – instant gratification is not all it is cracked up to be - I guess that is where good, strong parenting comes in to play - along with some life lessons she will have to learn on her own.

Some might argue, but I believe that children are not born with a blank slate, she is no different. 6 weeks early, on Valentine's Day, Greer Marie, entered this world very strong-willed, it is a dimension of her DNA. While each day is a challenge to teach this beautiful child patience and self-discipline; I am not interested in nor trying to change her personality. She is a leader, a risk taker, she stands up for herself and what she believes in. She recovers from setbacks (or spankings) and finishes what she starts. She is hardworking, loyal, and never afraid to face her fears. She is making history… HERstory.

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...yet another happy ending

2010-07-11T09:41:00.002-05:00

I ran a huge tub of water last night and locked myself in the bathroom – probably should have sound-proofed the walls and doors – oh well, I’ll add that minor request to my next set of house plans. I tried to relax but my head just pounded in rhythm with my heart – I was begging for the Imitrex to kick in. I really should have gone straight to bed, but it had only been 3 days since the last time these tresses had seen shampoo (not the first time and won’t be the last) so, it just couldn’t wait! The pounding head followed me to bed – I tossed and turned quite a bit through the night.

I have been awake since a little before 7am (headache no more) – that’s incredibly early for this chick. My brain is going at 1,000 miles per hour – always so much to do – and always something to interrupt the so much to do – I just keep truckin’. This afternoon my “so much to do” will be interrupted by a nap – no doubt about it.

I cannot believe that school starts in a month – somewhat later in other cities/states – but rather soon nonetheless. You know that feeling you get when you stop by Target for last minute Halloween candy and you see Christmas stuff from wall to wall – you roll your eyes and become instantly overwhelmed with the who/what/when & where of the upcoming holidays? That is EXACTLY how seeing all these school supplies makes me feel – my kids, well… they are traumatized as well. But just like Christmas I’ll wait until the last minute – I’ll have to go to 7 different stores before I am able to add checkmarks beside each item on my list– it gets more bizarre each year. I do think aside from the dread of the early morning alarm, the rush to get everyone up, dressed, fed, and transported (I feel like I just made my kids sound like can goods – but y’all know better) and the premonitions that someone is going to call home from school with a headache – this school year will be different, unlike any other we have yet to experience. The opportunities are endless - as I have always been taught - each new opportunity is a chance to make yet another happy ending.

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Lucky, I tell ya!

2010-07-01T02:17:00.002-05:00

Almost 2am and I’m getting settled in the bed. I have been home from work for about 30 minutes – my house still smells of the fabulous spaghetti I cooked about 9 hours ago even though Mark has erased all other evidence that dinner was cooked and served – no dishes in the sink, no crumbs on the floor, leftovers tucked away in a Tupperware dish on the second shelf of the fridge – they don’t make husbands any better.

I’m off tomorrow and cannot wait to spend time with my kiddos – what perfect little people they are. Under her sassiness, his impertinence, her drama, his outbursts – are two of the most amazing children put on this Earth. My cup runneth over and over and over. I’m not sure when, but I’ve come to learn that it is possible to laugh when Greer spills her juice, that her hair will grow at its own pace, Jackson’s awkward hands can throw a ball perfectly, and his tender feelings are part of his gift – they don’t make sons and daughters any better.

And at the end of the day, I realized that they darn sure don’t make mommas any luckier.

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My love for Mark...

2010-06-30T01:04:00.003-05:00

...is not based on his looks, his ability to clean house and do laundry, or because he bought me a fancy car...but because his heart sings a song only my heart can hear.

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What I wouldn't give...

2010-06-26T00:21:00.002-05:00

Cancer hit our home like a bomb in 2008 – while much perspective has been gained through this journey – I’d have to say there must be better ways to learn life lessons. I cannot speak personally – it was my child that was chosen – he was handed a 10,000 pound rock to carry with him for the rest of his life.

He is tough, tougher than any person I have ever met – hands down! His ability to accept his new life – take this heavy load and never bat an eye – has surpassed anything I have ever seen – he is amazing.

Every once in a while, on nights like tonight, that rock gets too heavy and Jackson grows weary; his emotions become uncontrollable, can you blame him? While I’d like to ring his neck I know that I too am angry not at him but at the same brain tumor that brings his anger. Cancer sucks.

A good MRI report brings hope for the future and the light of a possibility that Jackson may never have to have treatment again however; there is nothing in this world – not my words, my touch, my tears, or even my hatred for this horrible disease – that can replace the childhood that was ripped away from my angel far too soon. The doctors can give him highfives, tell him good news, and even take out his port but they cannot give Jackson the carefree life he once had. What I wouldn’t give to shoulder this burden for him – it’s just not fair.

What people take for granted, I cling to. There is no going back – only forward. I live knowing that when God brings you to it – He will see you through it.

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With heavy eyes...

2010-06-22T23:30:00.000-05:00

My eyes are incredibly tired – my body agrees. I didn’t sleep worth a flip last night; I fear the insomnia will kick in again tonight. *I roll my eyes*.

AT&T and their “3G Network issues” are driving me insane – does that company not have enough money, manpower, or machines to resolve the problem? I keep telling myself, “If I drop one more call – I’m, calling them and they are going to pay my next bill” – 1,073 dropped calls later – I still haven’t called them – it is getting rather aggravating. I’ll add it to the list!

Jackson and his All-Star team played some incredible baseball tonight – my heart is still not beating in rhythm – my blood pressure is probably not quite back to normal either - - - it was worth every second. We are at it again Friday – I’ll be recovered by then.

I’m still convinced that Greer was dropped off at the wrong house – there is NO way in this world I am going to be able to keep up with her as she continues to grow sassier and far more energetic than I ever thought was possible. She is a “Fire-Ready-Aim” kinda girl – I need less drama – she is uncooperative with that request.

I’m headed to bed, the insomnia battle awaits me – I hope sleep wins tonight.

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how aRe you?

2010-06-22T00:02:00.002-05:00

Random: So, I am totally not surprised that Jake and Vienna broke up – who didn’t see that coming from a million miles away?

Rocking: 4 baseball games in 3 days – triple digit temperatures – sweat drops by the bucket full – I love it – win or lose (and we have definitely done our fair share of losing) – I still love it!

Radical: Today has been 6 months since my hubby has put any tobacco products in his mouth – so proud of him.

Rebellious: I had an iced chocolate donut for breakfast this morning – do I even need to tell you how good it was? Yeah… I didn’t think so!

Rare: I got to leave work early today – doesn’t happen very often but I was pumped to spend time with my family.

Risky: Hair appointment Wednesday…hummmm… the possibilities are endless.

Raging: Hormones - - - enough said.

Resonant: My kiddos inside screaming, my kids outside screaming - - - the sound of ME screaming for them to stop screaming - is there an echo in here?

Relaxing: Me at the pool this week.

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God's grace...

2010-06-11T20:19:00.001-05:00

I try my best to finish each day and then let it go – there is no point in hanging on. There are days when I have done all I could – I have done it to the best of my ability and in the end I still fumbled the ball – what gives? I remind myself that tomorrow is a new day – the sun will rise (and here in Louisiana it will be H.O.T.) –I remain a little pissy. Someone once told me, “When you plant a new seed in the soil, the first thing that comes up is not the pretty flower but rather a little dirt.” – some days the rise of “a little dirt” feels like a dump truck unloaded in my lap.

While I know that a skinny solo venti no whip caramel frappuccino won’t make my day any better – it will make it go faster – no time to think about the calories, or if I do think about the calories at least I’m not thinking about my crappy day.

Today was a wish-wash of a good day and bad day, I laughed at things, I cried about others – I am a mess of emotions. But no matter how sad I was for a moment or happy I was the next; I know that even my worst days are never so bad that I am beyond the reach of God's grace and my best days are never so good that I am beyond the need of God's grace.

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I expected...

2010-06-09T13:15:00.002-05:00

...the end of this semester to act as a stop sign – at least a yield sign. After all, I am finished with school… but life hasn’t slowed a bit since May 7th – or if you want to look at the whole picture, life for this chick hasn’t slowed down for a second since the 15th day of February, 1979. I was due on the first of February – it is no surprise that I was two weeks late – it’s my M.O. I guess it was my very own way of “taking it easy” before the chaos began – and chaos it has definitely been.

I have worked quite a bit in the last month – so happy to be able to once again contribute to my family’s financial needs. Having a lot of money has never appealed to me – but living without it… well, that doesn’t appeal to me either. Since I am still working PRN (picking up available shifts when others are sick or off) – I’m hanging out at the hospital about 35 hours a week – sometimes more, sometimes less – I’d always rather be at home.

Jackson finished the school year with straight A’s and a smile on his face – he received the news that his tumor hasn’t budged even the slightest – no oncology visits or MRIs until late August – God is good and we are grateful. He will have his port removed this summer – when he is done playing baseball – whenever that is…the potential is endless. Jackson has the opportunity to not only play on the Bossier Little League All Star team but he has also been invited to play for a tournament team in Shreveport and just this morning I received a phone call inviting Jackson to attend a “select” youth baseball camp in the Dallas area.

The thunder outside my window is music to my ears – hope to actually hear rain fall this time. Both of the kids are sitting in the bed with me right now – Greer dancing to Dora’s theme song, Jackson asking, “what’s for breakfast” – I want so badly to tell him everyone in America is having lunch – it’s 1pm. I’m heading towards the kitchen to mix pancake batter. Ahhhhh – the summers of staying up late and sleeping even later – being an adult definitely has drawbacks. But then I remember if I wasn’t an adult, I wouldn’t be a momma and I wouldn’t trade a thing if not being a momma was the price.

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One million and one...

2010-05-24T22:04:00.000-05:00

If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times…

1. No Greer, I have NO idea where your "pigty" is…
2. I’ll be there in a minute! …or two!
3. Don’t make me come in there – someone might die!
4. 1… 2… 2 and a half… OMG, are you going to make me say 3?
5. Why are you outside with no shoes on?
6. Why are you outside with no clothes on?
7. Where is your backpack?
8. No, you cannot check out early today!
9. Did you brush your teeth?
10. Leave him/her alone!
11. If I have to tell you one more time…
12. That’s it, you’re grounded.
13. Did you tee tee in your panties…again?
14. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh…
15. I’m going to call Santa Claus.
16. …and the Easter Bunny
17. …and the Tooth Fairy
18. Put the ice cream up – we are eating dinner first.
19. Have you lost your mind (‘cause I know I have…)
20. Because I’m the only momma here.
21. Yes…didn’t you mean yes mam.
22. I am not scared to give you something to cry about.
23. Ain’t – ain’t a word!
24. Back in my day…
25. Turn down the TV…NOW!
26. I’ll slap you naked and hide your clothes…
27. Go ask your Daddy
28. Yes, you have to eat everything I put on your plate.
29. You were not raised in a barn.
30. I love you

…except for the last…which I’ve said one million and one.

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My angel is no different

2010-05-20T09:05:00.004-05:00

Is it possible that the school year is coming to an end? I am again amazed at just how quickly time passes. See the month of May 2010 does not only mark the end of Jackson’s second grade year, Mark and my 6th wedding anniversary, Mark’s 40th birthday, my graduation, and Mother’s Day but this month on the 29th we will celebrate 1 year with NO CHEMO.

May 29, 2009 Jackson received his last IV push of Vinblastine – or as I often refer to it – “poison”. Although it may seem there should have been celebration that day – this momma was dying on the inside. For 17 months I had been aware of this tumor – and for 16 months Jackson had been getting chemotherapy – but after that day, the 29th of May, there would be no more medicine to “control” the tumor I hated so much – I’m confessing, I wasn’t celebrating but I was understanding – there was a necessity to stop poisoning the poor child, a method to their madness – the protocol required a specific length of chemotherapy doses and we were there. I would have settled for an MRI machine here at the house – after all moms do not really have the x-ray vision we have always claimed to have.

Time proved that I would be okay but more so that my angel would be okay. Jackson brought home a permission slip yesterday. See he is one of the top 5 readers in the entire elementary school (over 600 kids) and they are being treated to a limo ride to Johnny’s Pizza as a reward. I signed with pride.

Jackson has an MRI Tuesday – and while I’m ready for some positive results so we can get ready for a fabulous summer – Jackson remains emotional. I think he is scared that this MRI will pull “the rug” out from underneath him – he loves a normal life. Jackson travels a different road – one with twists and turns, steep hills and bottomless ditches – he gets stuck in potholes and treads on gravel at times. He has his fair share of emotional meltdowns, angry outbursts, gut wrenching sadness – there are also days of pure joy and happiness where the challenges are simple and he shoulders life’s burdens with ease. I pray that this MRI will bring a calmness to his deep fears. It is only this inanimate object that can “tell” Jackson what his future holds – I have a fierce determination that he will get the news he so badly wants – I have yet to meet a child stricken with cancer that did not deserve to be cancer free – my angel is no different.

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