This is the ongoing story of faith, love and family as we walk through this life with 3 sons, one daughter, one daughter in law and one grandson

Wednesday, March 31, 2010


The weather has been beautiful here all week. I stopped by the drugstore to pick up some vitamins and they had a TON of Easter goodies on sale. Suffice it to say that our girl will be having a "hopping" good time opening up her Easter Basket this weekend.

I love this time of year. Everything is new, baby animals are everywhere-such a time of renewed hope that comes along with Easter.

But I do have to share a couple of little funnies that have happened lately. The snow has finally melted at Casa de la Dreamsicle which means that our chickens are running free. Everywhere. Including onto our deck (yes McGyver is fully aware that as much as I love my chickens they must be contained in some manner so that I am not forced to dodge chicken droppings on my way into the house this summer). Anyway-this past weekend Dreamsicle and I were sitting at the kitchen table when heard a peck-peck-pecking sound on the french doors. Imagine our surprise when we turned around to be greeted by 15 pair of chicken eyes staring into the house watching us!

In other fowl news-our office is in the city. I was completely taken by surprise this morning when I pulled into our parking lot to be greeted by a HUGE swan that looked at me like it couldn't figure out if it wanted to peck me or run for its life.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010


This morning I woke up early. I had to stand on my tiptoes to pull down the box that I keep safely hidden deep within my closet. Surrounded by the darkness, I reached into the box and pulled out the plastic ziplock bag. Oh so carefully, I opened the seal slightly, held the bag containing one tiny little boys outfit to my nose and inhaled. I resealed the bag quickly, the scent is so faint now that I'm not certain that it is still even there. But it has to be there. Even if it is only in my head. I held the bag tightly to my chest and let silent tears fall onto it. Just as quick as I pulled the box down, I placed it back into its hiding spot.

This morning I came into the office. I had to stand on my tiptoes to hug Chester. I breathed in his scent and let silent tears fall onto his chest.

March 24th 1987, the day our world tilted. March 24th 2010, the day we remember our sweet boy. We grieve for our loss still and thank God that we still have Chester. One day, they will be together again for all time and eternity, as will our whole family. Maybe I should rephrase that. One day, our family will once again be made whole.

Rest in peace Angel Baby

Sunday, March 07, 2010


This weekend we had absolutely nothing planned. It provided me with a much needed opportunity to scrub my house and catch up on my mountains of laundry. Dreamsicle and I spent alot of time cleaning her room and play room. I think we have about one more month before she disowns us as her parents if we don't decide on a paint color for her room. I often have to remind myself that my little sprite is only four. Seriously. She tells me that her room is "boring" and it needs to be 'jazzed up". I am thinking of decorating her room in a beach theme so McGyver has some big work ahead of him (I refuse to pay for the types of decorations I want for her room when McGyver can make them for me-think surfboards, wooden flip flops, etc).
Lots of stuff to keep us busy in the coming month!

Monday, March 01, 2010

C'mon Spring!

The sun is shining today. I actually left for work this morning and it was daylight! It is so strange how much winter and the ick that goes with it sucks the lifeblood out of people. Today I feel happy, hopeful and energized. If I keep this up, I'll be unstoppable by the time Summer gets here (yeah right). McGyver and I spent a weekend away with some friends. We had a great time. It was so good to relax and reconnect. I was able to indulge and get a massage and even snuck in a nap. It was awesome. We were at a Safari Club annual meeting where they hold an auction as a fund raiser. They auction things like hunts and fishing expeditions. The end of the night they had a surprise item-a fur coat. McGyver knows how much I suffer in the winter-I can't ever seem to get warm-he ended up being the successful bidder and I won the coat! It is beautiful, something I would never purchase for myself, but oh so roasty, toasty warm. I know I have followers that would probably just as soon throw paint on my coat, but be happy for me-no more freezing in the Mitten State for me! Yippee!

About Me

I am a Christian woman, the wife of an outdoorsman and mom to a computer loving twenty something guy, a Marine, a Sailor and a three year old Princess who rules the roost and has all of us wrapped around her little finger. Add into the mix a daughter in love and the cutest grandson in the world and you have our big old house of love