Love of my Life....

For all of my issues you love me still. I love you.

(Don't get me wrong, he has his own issues)

Deep thought of the Day: Life is all about how you handle PLAN B.

What I Work with and LOVE it....

This all stemed from a conversation that we had with Jared that he couldn't rhyme worth crap. About a couple of hours later we get thisI love my job.....

My name’s Feliece and I’m here to say,
I like to do accounting in a very big way.

I waz sitting in the office of the big boss Liz,
When it sudd’nly sorta struck me that I had to take a wiz.

She was right in the middle of goin’ over stuff,
And I said to myself lady this is gonna be rough.

I couldn’t just leave ‘cause she’ll be all “Wha?
That Feleice ain’t no good, it’s time to fire her.”

(Damn, I had a really good one here, but Tina started talking to me and I lost it….shit.)

I was sitting in my chair and really startin’ to sweat,
If I don’t get out soon my pants is gonna be all wet.

Suddenly it struck me and I knew just what to do,
I’ll lay out a big fart and she’ll think “This girl’s gotta poo!

I don’t want her in here if she’s smellin’ up my air,
I’m gonna let her go and get her outta my hair.”

I got my cheeks all ready to let out a squeeker,
(I had to move fast before it got any bleaker.)

I had one all ready and so I let it fly,
Oh no, girl – that one didn’t come out dry!

And so I have to let out one of my old familiar rants
I thought I had to fart but instead I shit my pants!

Ember and I were laughing so hard I thought we were going to wet our pants.

60's it is.....

Chelsea went to her dance on Saturday.

It was a 60's theme....

I made vests, which turned out pretty cute.

Nothing fancy because I knew it would only be used once.

Chelsea has some of the best friends ever and most of them are guys. They love to hang out with her and she loves to hang out with them. They are good kids and I am so glad she has them.

(I will blog the pictures from the dance when I get them)

Big Sis' Birthday

Happy Birthday Noey! Big sister of mine!

Happy Birthday to you.....I love you tons!

Noele, Mom, Hilary, and me.

Not quite sure about this one....I am at a stupor (And don't even go there)

Zion's Camping Trip...

I bought a new camera, my favorite kind, pink and cheap.

Are we there yet?!?

They actually look like they are having fun here.... Really hot and longer than they thought it would be.....

Don't ask......I am truly not sure...

Nice hair baby, nice hair.....

Sarah and Troy, notice Isaac isn't there, he was angry at me, that will explain the picture below.

I can see you.....!

I am a little scared......still hasn't brushed his hair.

I guess that smiling would be out of the question!!

Can you tell they are family?????

Jason's sister LeAnn and her husband Neil.
The trip was fun, not long enough, and way too many people
there for how I like to camp, but really fun.

Part 2: Hilary's Birthday photos..

Porter, Hilary, and Sidney....
I think that I am going to be sick.....

Nothing, I got nothing.....

Hilary, MOM, and Me....

It Says it All....

Nothing more needs to be said, all that know me will know this says it all.

Birthday Girl

Today is all about
YOU Hilary!
It is your Birthday...
and if you feel like running
around naked I will bail you out of jail......

Happy Birthday to you...
Happy Birthday to you...
Happy Birthday dear Hilary ...
Happy Birthday to YOU....
I love you sweet sister and friend...

(Kari, thanks for the photo...)

Seven Days....and Counting

Day seven....
Seven days that Isaac has been sick, he woke up twice last night again to throw up.
I am going to take the poor guy to the docotor today.
He has missed four days of school.
He has missed 21 full meals.....he snacks on Gogurt, and hot chocolate.
My poor little guy just isn't himself.
Chelsea and Clarice have had this and it last about 36 hours for them.

Flu...Oh, the Flu Season

My family has been sick all week.
Chelsea was sick on Monday and Tuesday.
Isaac has been sick since Tuesday afternoon, he seems fine during the day but nighttime is a different story...Last night was the worse one yet.....(please keep in mind that I get up at 4:30am every day to go to work)

• Isaac woke up at 11:36 (I know becuase I looked at the clock) doing that pre-cough before you lose your cookies, so to speak. Yep, he lost them, three feet from the toilet, but did manage to hit everything in between including my favorite running shoes, and I mean not ON the shoes, but IN the shoes. Jason and I gave the poor guy a bath, cleaned up with almost half a container of Clorox wipes, and I did a load of laundry.
• Isaac woke up again at 1:30, this time he made it to the bathroom sink. Jason and I cleaned up with almost every last Clorox wipe, gave Isaac another bath, and I did another load of laundry.
• Isaac wakes up at 3:20 this time he did make it to the toilet...YEA...Jason didn't get up this time, I needed to do another load of laundry though becuase poor guy lost control of the other end.

At this point I just layed in bed until I could smell the coffee brewing 4:10 and got up, got dressed and here I am. I am tired, coffee and all. My paycheck this week isn't going to be shit. I am a betting person so I will make a pretty good wager on me and Clarice being sick this weekend.

Official Statement:

I AM going to have to order these mugs......Why you ask? Because I freakin' dreamed about them!! I have a problem, do they provide help for people like me? Mug Fetish....

SOOOOO Cute!

As EVERYONE knows I love coffee and will find ANY excuse to buy a new mug. Well there is NO excuse why not to buy these, except for one small problem. I can't find them. I have been to 5 different Starbuck's and they are all sold out and will not be getting anymore. I can however go on-line and buy them but they sell them in pairs. ALSO, you must order two items. SO, I get four mugs for the low, low price of $38.79.
Question to all #1:
Why would you buy two of the exact same mug....do you think Jason is going to drink out of that 'cute' pumpkin mug? "Hey, big boys at work, you like my new mug"? NO, for sure he will NOT.
So, my question for all #2:
Why would Starbuck's make an 8oz mug....? Yes, these darling mugs are only 8 ounces. Are we going to start buying coffee for our infants, becuase these mugs are the equivalent of a baby bottle. BUT THEY ARE SO CUTE.......I have died and gone to mug heaven/hell.

Pick-UP

Today at 2:00...

We Pick-UP

The Pop-UP

(I feel like a Dr Suess book)

Two Years....and Counting

Two years ago at this time I was sitting on the end of my bed, with my head in my hands, wondering how I could let myself get to this point in my life. How could I think it was okay to have a double shot every morning before I drove to work? Sit at work and feel the effects wear off as my hands began to shake. I would take my lunch and go to the liquor store, buy three liter bottles of the cheapest rum there was and hide it in my trunk. I would go through sometime five liters a week. The minute I walked into the front door I would have a shot, sometimes right out of the bottle and would continue to drink until I went to bed.

My kids would watch this, my husband would patiently take over when I couldn't. I couldn't drive to the grocery store, I couldn't drive to the school. There was never a holiday, a vacation, a birthday, or even a church session that I wasn't drunk. I can't remember vacations, I can't remember birthdays, school events, nothing really for a full 18 months.

As I walked into the hospital I cried. I was losing another one of my friends, first food and now booze, could I do this, could I detox and go home and pretend I was fine? When I entered the hospital I was double the legal limit and it was 9:30 am, I didn't feel drunk. My husband left me, in a locked wing of the hospital, unable to leave, unable to call anyone on the phone, unable to have visitors for 24 hours. I begged to leave, I paced the halls, I cried, I prayed for strength. Strength I received.....rehab was one of the most difficult things I have done in my life.

It has been two years, two years today since I have touch a single drink. My head is clear.

Thank you God for the strength you gave me.
Thank you Jason for your patience.
Thank you Ashlee, Chelsea, Clarice, and Isaac for loving my anyway.
Thank you family for understanding when I just couldn't come to the party due to temptation.
Thank you Feliece for saying enough is enough.