Happy New Year!

Well, it's my hope and prayer that the New Year brings good things for everyone. May God bless each of you with good health, happiness and prosperity. May you also draw closer to Him each and every day!
I'm not a big one for celebrations...I guess old age is starting to affect me, because I start "fading" about 10 o'clock every night. If I indulge and have an alcoholic beverage at a celebration, I start getting sleepy. Probably wouldn't make it past midnight. Pathetic, hey? But, for those of you who may be out celebrating and indulging, please take a designated driver (or spend the night). Moderation is the key. You can still have a good time, just be smart. Toast one for me!

Wonderful Nieces

Here are my wonderful nieces C and K with me and their Mom (MY baby sis). They are the sweetest, cutest young ladies you could ever imagine or hope to know. (Sorry about the red eye...I'm a little tired and didn't want to fiddle with making the corrections in Adobe Photoshop). K, I tried to post to your blog but because of the music or the pictures or something, every time I clicked the link to post a comment it got stuck on the hour glass for like DAYS. So I gave up. I have to say, your cousin J is still mad at me because he didn't get to stay an extra week. The whole trip home though (a 2 day drive) he was cranky and complaining about it. But, when he got back he was stoked because his Dad sent him this really "tight" pair of Nike shoes he wanted for Christmas. He only quieted down a little more too since B got back from London (visiting his Mom). Here is a picture of B when I was waiting with him at the airport. He had a great time in England and I even got a little jealous. Makes me want to take J and visit England sometime when he graduates from High School. Maybe B's Mom would put us up! Here is a picture of her recently (she just got married). You can see that B looks a lot like his Mom. He's as buff as J and very cute because all the girls follow him around like a lost puppy. J is more of the friend type (but your cousin is cute too, isn't he)? Well, later! Hope you have a Happy New Year!

Welcome to Missouri

My son took a picture from the window with my Olympus digital camera of the famous arch as we were driving 65 mph on the freeway. Not a bad shot for a couple of amateurs. The trip itself was full of misadventures (got lost in Oklahoma City, locked the keys in the truck as it was running and had to break a rear window to get in, hauled 2 big drums of diesel fuel and siphoned it into the gas tank AS WE WERE DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD -- a cost saving brainstorm from my husband). I discovered I'm definitely not the road trip kind of person. Just get me there as fast as you can so I can enjoy the vacation. The dang airlines charge way too much these days and we're forced to take drastic measures!
As you can see, we look like the Beverly Hillbillys as we leave WI. Notice the big blue drums in the bed of the pick-up? Imagine a clear hose running from the drum to the gas tank. Oh yeah, about as Okie as you can get. But, all in all I guess I'd do it all again for a chance to visit with my family. The time flew by all too quickly and it's back to work. Another day, another dollar. Stress, stress and more stress. Is that what life is all about? I'd rather be with my grandkids or my loved ones making memories and taking pictures. Why can't I win the lotto?

We Are Family!

Visiting family during the holidays is always fun, even with all the quirks and politics that go with the package. Here are my siblings and I snapping a pic for memory's sake. I just hope it isn't another 5 years before we get together again. We aren't getting any younger!
Wisconsin hasn't been "home" since I was 24 and it was kind of fun to see the countryside on the road trip. Was that ever a fiasco. I'll get into that another time, but we made it there and back safely...which I thank God for entirely.

Here is another picture of two of my nephews and I just having a great time. Come on all you bloggers...share your holiday pics and memories. If you aren't the cheesy kind of family, share anyway! Don't be shy. I love photography and cataloging life with a camera. Check out Photo-A-Day on the blog spot. There's a guy who has fun!

It's My Friday!

Last day of work until after Christmas! It's my Friday and I'm having a difficult time staying focused. Leave for a visit "UP NORTH" in colder country and I'm hoping the road conditions will be good. Also, praying I don't get lost (because I do that so easily).
Shenna...do you have the Christmas Cookies baked and ready to decorate? Did you make any date balls or snickerdoodles? Heck with the diet, we can buckle down after the holidays. Time to eat, graze, pig out and enjoy. See you soon.

The New Me

Okay, so what do you think? Too much cleveage in this dress? A recent "enhancement" has given the self esteem a little boost. I keep hearing the song "You're so vain..." But, I do feel a little better proportioned now. My baby sis calls me Dolly (as in Pardon). I'm hardly that, just a little more ample in an area previously lacking.

Just 10 Days

Just 10 days until Christmas folks. Did you know that it takes 14 days to make or break a habit? So, there's not even enough time left to do that. I'm not ready...I've become a last minute shopper (because I'm usually out of money until the very last second). But, I don't mind shopping on Christmas Eve day. I like the activity. I try to joke with the stressed out cashiers and I purposely make eye contact with people, smile and say Merry Christmas. Anyone else like me?

Missing the Summer Weather

I'm already missing the summer weather (as much as I miss these two adorable angels). I've never been a snow bunny, even though I was born and raised in the midwest. The hotter the better! It's cold and icy, and even though I LOVE the holiday season and the time of year for celebrations--I hate the mittens, ice scrapers, salt and sand. Let it be 100 degrees so we can put on shorts and swim suits and play in the sprinklers again.

Conversations

Guess I was feeling "chatty" last night because I called my folks and talked for about an hour. Then, I called my sister and talked to her (and my niece) for another 1/2 hour. Hung up and called my daughter who was visiting with my husband and son and talked for another 1/2 hour. But you know, the conversations left me in a melancholy mood. Distance and separation has been something I've "stuffed" down for years and all the emotions are bubbling up now. Can't seem to contain them. I really have missed a lot living far from family...and I'm missing a lot now.
Guess change is difficult for me. More difficult then for the "average Joe". My sister was telling me about her friends who must take their newborn off life support today and let her go home to our Lord and Savior. My mood just became more somber. I'm always griping at the sons I have left in the house because of the HUGE messes they make and leave, and here is a family with a burden I can't even comprehend. Father God, welcome this beautiful child into your arms. We know how much she was loved by her earthly family--and it pales in comparison to your love. Help Anazarella's family see her as whole and complete as you will make her. Let them see her laughing and playing at the feet of our Savior! Grant them strength and comfort, and thank you for teaching me about love and hope.

Going on a Date

My husband drives semi and happened to deliver a load near our grandkids in California. So, today he's visiting family! They were supposed to "go on a date" (twin granddaughters) with him to the zoo, but it turns out "Mommy said no, not until summer. It's too cold." So, they have to settle for the movies and lunch. By then, my grandson will be back from "the other grandma".

One of my granddaughter's (Grace) told her Mommy the other day she misses me and she just can't make it stop. Mommy asked her, "Make what stop?" She said, "The tears." I know exactly how she feels! Yet, I feel so blessed to have healthy grandchildren and children. My sister has a friend who's newborn is critically ill and it just makes me thankful God didn't burden me with that cross. I fear it would be too much. My heart and prayers go out to the Phlaum family. God thank you for your MANY blessings. You are so great and wonderful. Be with each of us as we journey through life and encounter our own trials.

Elvis and Me

I've been reading books that my sons' checked out of the school library when they are finished (Just read the second in a trilogy "Across the Nightingale Floor" written by a brilliant young teen). Anyway, a friend loaned me the book "Elvis and Me" written by Priscilla Presley. It was shocking and yet, touching. He was a real man, with a real life and she poignantly tells the story of their love. Only cost a buck at the used book store. I recommend it to anyone (even if you aren't an Elvis fan -- or he was WAY before your time). (I uploaded this pic from online)

Hit and Run

Some jerk ran into my husband's parked truck last night, knocked it out of the parking space and onto the curb/grass...and it peeled the tire off the rim. It's a heavy truck too. They must have hit the trailer hitch. Left pieces of their car in the parking lot. A neighbor called it in at 1:00 a.m. in but they only saw the silver car that did it when they called security. No plates. Hit and Run! Jerk.
Now, we have to call a relative (or a wrecker), to lift up the truck (can't put a jack in the soft grass) and then pay to get the tire remounted on the rim and the front end aligned. Don't want to make a claim because our insurance rates would go up (hopefully, there is nothing wrong with the axle underneath). Stuff like this always happens to us...and usually around the holidays. I'm trying to save for a visit with my family in WI at Christmas and now this! It just makes my blood boil. Why are people so dishonest? It just depresses me.

Boob Job

Okay. So, I'm a little vain. But, I've always wanted a boob job ever since I first got them (I felt cheated genetically since my Mom is a buxom woman). I'm a little "above average" in height (5'7") and maintain a somewhat healthy weight (perhaps a little more voluptuous then I'd like to be) but my bone structure is medium to large. I have a barely "B" cup. Okay, so I'm being a little to graphic and detailed--but bare with me here. My rib cage is big and my shoulders are broad...making my breasts look like two dollups of whipped cream on a plate! My breasts are not at all proportionate to the rest of my body.
So, I'm doing it. Unfortunately, my husband's motorcycle was stolen and he's not getting close to it's value in loss from the insurance company. He said I could have one. (I'm sure he anticipates SOME benefit). But, my baby sis isn't sure how she feels about it. She doesn't have a peace about it...because God created us each perfect as He saw fit. I agree with her, but only partially. What's the difference if we perm our hair, put make-up on, go to a dermatologist for acne. People have lasic eye surgery and hair implants or electrolysis for unwanted hair. We are trying to feel good about ourselves. I'm not the type of person to start flaunting new cleveage with low cut tops and clingy spandex. I'm really not. When I get the D cup size breasts...they'll look more like C cups.
Do you think I'm wrong? I mean, there ARE other things one could do with the money...like take a vacation or buy another motorcycle. But, is there a limit on the price you pay for self-esteem? I never do anything for myself--ever. For my whole life I feel as if I sacrifice for everyone else. Is it bad to be a little selfish?

Christmas in November

It's Christmas in November. Stores are full of green and red decorations, twinkling colored lights, silver and gold wrapped packages and all sorts of toy displays. Even though commercialism has long since exploited the holiday season, and the decorations are out before the Harvest Festival candy is eaten or the Thanksgiving Turkey is on the table ... I enjoy it. I LOVE Christmas and everything it represents. Spiritually, traditionally, and emotionally. I love the celebrations, the story of Jesus' birth, the softer side of people you see. I enjoy the electricity and excitement in the air too!
I do, however, observe the LEAST self control of all during the holidays. I love to give presents. It thrills me to see the joy on the faces of those I'm closest to. I've always tried to make Christmas a happy memory for my kids...even during the hardest of times. I miss my grown children and grandkids so, it's very difficult for me to celebrate without them. But, I'll find a way to make sure they know I'm there in spirit and that will bring me as much joy as if I were sitting there watching them rip off the pretty paper.
Our family usually goes to church on Christmas Eve so that Christmas morning is ours. We hang out in comfy clothes (sweats, etc.) and have a nice breakfast...then graze and snack all day. No formal meal for us. We watch a new dvd, play a new board game (usually everyone gets a movie, a book, a game or some dice/cards and some sweats for Christmas in addition to a few other items).
What is your favorite holiday and what family traditions do you have?

SELF CONTROL

Why is self control such a big issue for me? I know I'm not alone, but if I'm worried or stressed or depressed or upset...I either eat or spend money that should be used for bills on other things (usually not myself--but irregardless, it should be for bills). Then, I'm short and even more stressed out. And, if I spend it eating out or buying snacks...I get more depressed because I gain weight. And, when I'm doing it there's a voice inside going "stop"---but then it's as if it's drown out and there's not a sound in the world. Just static...like a tv. Or nothing at all.

I pray and try and read and keep telling myself I'll gain some willpower or self control, but it never happens. Is it the co-dependent in me or the advesary just hitting me where I'm absolutely the weakest and bound to fail? Is anyone else like me?

Which Peanuts Character Are YOU?

You are Schroeder!

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Letters To My Daughter

I stumbled on your blog and just love sharing the life experience with you and your daughter/family. What a wonderful thing to do. No doubt, she will cherish every thought in the coming years. I wrote journals to my own daughter many years ago. She is now 28 years old and has given me two granddaughters and a grandson. As a result, I've taken to scrapbooking more then journals. Perhaps I was a teensy bit hasty in that aspect. Your Letters to My Daughter are an inspiration.

I Need a New Face

Shenna, will you put this face in my profile? The one that is in there now is too pixelated and I don't have the time to fuss with figuring out how to get it in my profile? Would ya', could ya', huh, huh? Pretty please with sugar on top?

Look at the crow's feet on this old lady, hey? Ahh, you'll always be a punk baby sister! Love ya' loads though. All my love, Your big sis "Sudabell"

Haaapppy Birthday to You!

Joe da' Man recently turned 16. He did a face plant in the cake "cuz' it's my cake, my birthday, and I wanna' do it." My baby boy...ready to drive! I can't even remember 16. I think, and think, and strain and squeeze my eyes shut just try to remember what I did at 16. Blank. Static. Nothing. Frrrp. My memory sucks.
Joe da' Man was riding dirt bikes this day. He wanted an mp3 player or an ipod...but got a bug (vw) and a bike instead. Had to go for the practical, since he needed something to ride to school until he gets his license and can drive the bug (which he plans to "pimp out" into a dune buggy). Joe da' Man is a funny guy. I love him so much! Let's all hear a Happy Birthday for JJB!

The Bridge

We went on a 26 mile bike ride recently, (White Rock Lake trail in Dallas) and stopped on a bridge. These are my two boys Joe da' Man and B.M.C. Hot and sweaty, but happy because they're resting on the bridge and spied a whole bunch of really big catfish in the stream below. They're thinking about bringing back their poles and doing a little angling. I never saw the point. It's a boring sport. I don't like fish (and they don't eat them either, B.M.C. does sometimes). But, it's "hecka' savage" in their lingo to snag one on the line.

Panthers Kick Serious Butt!
Joe 'da Man and his team have won the last 5 games by smoking the competition. I'm talkin' leavin' them crying in the dust. 36 to zip, 40 something to zip, you get the picture. They only lost 2 of 7 games...and I think one of them was pre-season so it doesn't count. For a small guy (a champion wrestler) he's on the line plowing them down on defense! He took a helmet to the forearm here and was hurting, but not as bad as the other team! They went home crying to Mama cuz' they couldn't make a touchdown!

Collin Jacob

This is Collin Jacob. Little Brother to Grace and Faith. All boy, but definitely the baby of the family.
Collin is 2 years old, quite vocal and very smart. He enjoys race cars, spider man, and shadowing his big sisters 24 hours a day.
He also like the "silky tags" on panties or pjs or sweatshirts...so he goes in his sisters' drawers and takes out their clothes with the silky tags on them so he can play with them during naptime. 

Faith Lynn

This is Faith Lynn. A cute little fireball of energy. Don't let size fool you...she's no pushover. But, she's very sensitive so don't think you can hide anything from this smart cookie.
Faith is Grace's twin, which obviously makes her 5 as well. She likes to climb, run, do gymnastics and play dress up or watch videos with her sister. She'd rather write or draw then read, but she is also the apple of Grandma's eye! 

Grace Ann

This is Grace Ann. Isn't she just the cutest? As cute as her twin sister and little brother!! The apple of her Grandma's eye!! She's showing her muscles to me.
Grace is 5 years old. She likes to dance and dress up in princess play clothes. She likes to play barbies and watch videos and read books.

No One Blogs Me Back

Shenna, I don't post much because I think my blogs are rather boring. No one ever posts me back (except family). I think I need to make my life a little less dull and more exciting. Like the Photo-A-Day guy. He does interesting things and takes pictures of them to post every day.

Lodged

Hey everyone! Shenna here. Thought I'd help Suz out and write a post for her, since she never does it herself! See Sue, this is how you do it!

Anyone have any interesting stories about strange things being swallowed? Sue does. Her 5 year old (are they 5 now?) granddaughter swallowed some money. When mommy was tucking her in to bed, she said "My throat hurts, and I have to burp all the time". She then proceeded to tell mommy how she swallowed some monies earlier. She had a bunch of change in her mouth, and one of them went down. Mommy laid some change on the table and asked her to point to which one, and she pointed to a penny. They decided to go to the walk-in clinic where they proceeded to take an xray. Turns out she had a quarter lodged in her esophagus! They had to put the poor girl under and go in with a scope to retrieve it! Lesson learned, no money in the mouth!

I remember when my neice (the mommy in the above story) got a tart n tiny stuck in her nose! I think she was trying to sniff them or something, and inhaled it. Talk about sting! I can't remember how they got it out. Help me out here Sue.

Anyone else have any interesting "Lodged" stories?

By the way, Faith is doing fine now, to the best of my knowledge.

JUST BECAUSE

The other day I got flowers from my husband "Just Because." He hasn't done anything like that in ages. He used to dedicate songs on the radio to me or buy a new cd and play the song that reminded him of me.
My sister said her husband wrote " I Love You" in gel or something on the windshield of her car so that it could still be read through the morning fog.
I used to live post-its (cut in little heart shapes) with messages in my husband's pocket, daytimer, on the dash...where ever.
What are some of the things you've done or your honey has done for you that say "I LOVE YOU"? What would you like to have done (or do)? 

I Got Flowers!

My husband sent a dozen roses to me today...for no special reason. They are gorgeous, soft pink, peach and yellow. He said he hopes they make me as happy as I make him. Well he just won about a year of special attention!

What is the most romantic thing your honey has done for you recently?

Lingo

What's your favorite lingo style? I have to say that it brings back good memories whenever I talk to my sister and family in the midwest. The way they say their vowels and certain little phrases. Like, "We're having a cookout" instead of a barbeque OR "I'm getting a drink from the bubbler" instead of a water fountain. "Turn left right here" instead of turn left now. Rather then say, "Excuse me" when you'd like someone to let you pass in the grocery isle they say "beep beep"! "Let's go by Grandma's house" when they actually mean let's go to Grandma's house for a visit. And then there is "Don'tcha know" and "hey?" or "ainna?" to indicate agreement.

Then, there's the new southern lingo style. Well, not entirely new to me as my husband and I have been together over 8 years. But things like "I'm fixin' to" when you are preparing to do something. "Ya'll and all ya' alls" translated the only way I know into "you guys" (which is both genders) or "everyone here" or "all the folks you know." And "Over yonder" and "There's you a purple car" for there's a purple car like one of your favorite's.

My stepson's Mom is in England now and will be getting married in October. She's picked up phrases like "ducky" a term of endearment OR "love" when speaking to someone you love. "Bloody stupid" for very stupid and a few others Brandon has mentioned.

Come on blog world. Share your insight!

What are all the things you driven?

What are all the things you've driven (not been a passenger, driven)? I've driven tricycles, bicycles, go-carts, sleds, cars, dirt bikes, atv (all terrain vehicle), atc (all terrain cycle), trucks, tractor, riding lawnmower and a forklift.

Favorite Food

What's your favorite kind of food? What's your favorite fast food restaurant? What's your favorite recipe? Shenna, I want the recipe for date balls!

MY favorite kind of food is Italian. My favorite fast food restaurant is Panda Express. My favorite recipe is a cake (that is to DIE for). It is NOT low calorie. A lady at work actually invented it. Here it is:

BETTY'S RUM CAKE

CAKE
1 cup chopped pecans
1 Duncan Hines Butter cake mix (white or yellow is okay too)
1 small box instant Vanilla Pudding mix
3/4 cup cold water
1/4 cup rum
4 eggs
1/2 cup corn oil (or vegetable oil)
1 tsp. Vanilla

GLAZE
1 stick butter or margarine
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup water
1/4 cup rum

To prepare cake. Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Grease & flour bundt pand and sprinkle nuts over bottom. Put all other ingredients together and mix on slow until mixed, then mix 4 minutes. Pour batter over pecans in bundt pan and bake for 1 hour or until toothpick comes out clean. Invert and drizzle glaze over warm cake while still in the pan.

To prepare glaze, put all ingredients in pan and boil 5 minutes, stirring often. Remove from heat and pour over warm cake.

What the Blogging World Can Know About Me

Eddo wanted me to let the blogging world know more about me. Where I met my husband, favorite recipes, etc.
I met my husband 7-14-97. Yes, we actually celebrate a small anniversary each year on that day. I had taken my boys to a local swimming pool in Marysville, California late one afternoon, just to cool off and have fun. They were about 11, 9, and 7 years old. John had his son Brandon with him (6 years old) for some fun too. At the time, he actually lived in Citrus Heights (about an hour's drive south of Marysville) but was riding his dirt bike at the tract by the river bottoms and visiting a lady he'd met a month earlier. (She was still at work). My sons were teaching me some "cool dives" and John was standing at the diving board watching. He struck up a conversation and I thought nothing of it. A little while later, I had gotten out and dressed ...told the boys it was time to leave. He was at the diving board and said, "Could you stand right there so I can see if my dive makes the mark?" Actually, he wanted to splash me and do anything to stall me from leaving. I backed away, so as not to get wet and waited for him to swim over. He asked if we wanted to get an ice cream at McDonald's and we set a date (swimming in Auburn at the river with the boys) the next day. We've been inseperable ever since.

Other little tidbits about me:

• I'm a bit of a ditsy blonde (with ADD) so sometimes, my memory isn't the best
• I have a great sense of humor and have been told a nice laugh and a great smile
• I have a slight fear of heights
• I have a problem with being late (might be ADD related)
• WHEN I HAVE TIME, I love to read just about anything
• I like to write (journals, letters, short stories), but since the birth of my children I haven't been consistent about it
• I'm passionate about my kids and grandkids, which makes me equally passionate about photographing and scrapbooking (I have 25+ photo albums and 30+ scrapbooks)
• I'm 5'7" tall and about 25 pounds overweight (by my standard) so I'm trying to break some bad habits and establish some lifelong, healthy new ones (proper eating, regular exercise, etc.) Since I'm 47, I can't afford to wait much longer (it gets harder the older you are kids)
• Despite the previous statement, I'm very healthy
• I've always wanted a boob job :-)
• My husband said I can get one this year!
• I enjoy crafts and sewing
• To relax I like to hike, camp (preferrably someplace warm, where I can swim), ride bikes, play volleyball and softball--but I'm not a loner, I have to have someone with me
• I'd like to visit Italy someday
• I want to vacation in Hawaii within the next 5 years
• I'm interested in Ladies of the Red Hat Society (may try to find a group here in Texas)
• I've always wanted a NEW Jeep Grand Cherokee 4x4 (car) Red with gold trim and beige leather interior and all the upgrades
• My Dad, my husband, my father-in-law, my brother-in-law, and my deceased grandfather in-law were all semi drivers!
• Every job I've ever had has been accounting/secretarial/administrative (except Simplicity Manufacturing and Doerr Electric)
• I've never been fired and when I leave a job, the employer usually has to hire 2-3 people to replace me "because I'm so efficient and good at what I do"
• I like to sing and have sung at weddings at other events
• I've driven a bicycle, car, go-cart, dirt bike, an ATV, and a tractor
• I like to watch motocross
• I don't have a favorite football team (sorry Shenna)
• I don't watch tv much...but I have the "Friends" season collections up to Season 9. Since we didn't have cable tv, I can't wait until Season 10 comes out!
• My favorite holiday is Christmas

Where Did Summer Go?

I don't know about you, but summer flew by extremely fast this year. I'm mourning the loss of sunshine already...and the change to fall season has barely begun. I'm definitely a California girl, because I LIVE for the sunshine. I think it stems from my midwestern roots...where 6 months out of the year it's too cold to go outside and it seems gray/overcast. I still get a little of that S.A.D. (season affective disorder). Recently, my Dad told me he suffers from it too. Does anyone else experience this?

Spared by Hurricane Rita

An answer to prayer! We were spared by Hurricane Rita. First, she diminished in strength and then turned course. So, up in Dallas (and even down in Houston) there was virtually nothing. In Dallas, it was just slightly windy. My husband was driving in Louisianna though, and he said it's been raining for DAYS there...so we need to pray that the already flooded areas and stressed levees can get a break.

I'm Still Fiddling With This Blog

I'm still so new to blogging that I'm having trouble editing my home page. I'm usually pretty saavy with new programs and computers...but I guess I'm not as saavy as I thought.
Hurricane Rita is hitting the Southern part of Texas on Friday, so we're preparing to take in some evacuees from Houston. My son just moved from Houston back to the Sacramento area. Praise God! I wish this hurricane season would be over with. 

See Why I LOVE California?

See why I love California? It contains my favorite little people. I'm so homesick it actually hurts, physically! My husband understands only when it pertains to the grandkids (because he loves them too), but otherwise, he offers no support or sympathy/understanding for my periods of loneliness and transition. It gets depressing. I wish I could let go easier. He's a tumbleweed and I'm a tree that's been uprooted. Has anyone else ever gone through this?

Now I'm a Newby

My sister emailed her blog site to me. I was enthralled by her postings and decided to give it a try. So, this is my first go at it. I'm at work, so I'll try back this evening when I can embellish a little more.
Thanks for turning me on to the blog sis.