A Gem Well Taken

The moment you realize you're a gem, is the moment you are swept off your feet!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

More pictures!




Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Love is in the air!






As Randi put it, love is in the air! My Mom and Pat's wedding was this past weekend and I have to say everything was beautiful! From the bride to all the lights it all came together to make a memorable day! I was so busy running around all night that I didn't get very many pictures but here are a few a did catch. Congrats Mom and Pat, I'm so happy for you!

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Grandpa!!!



Grandpa came and hung out with us last Friday and Noah and him had a blast! They played baseball with his new glove, they learned about new tools (router), they made my back patio nice and colorful with chalk and best of all Noah got to tell Grandpa about all the trains on Thomas! Roger was glowing!

Friday, November 17, 2006

Time to update!

I can't believe we're almost through this month and that Thanksgiving is next week! Where do the days go? So the update on my life is that I'm still painting, I should really go into business! I've been painting Juliana's room and I'm sad to say I'll be painting it over again. I like the base color, however I used a stensil on one wall and I'm just not feeling it. It's just too busy for what I'm wanting to do in there.

On a different note, I got some disturbing news on Noah yesterday. If you know my son, you know that he is not very vocal, meaning that when he crys or talks it's not very loud and his voice always sounds hoarse. So his doctor suggested that I take him into an ENT (ear, nose and throat specialist) to get a second opinion. So I went in with the expectation that nothing was wrong and that they would send us on our way...WRONG! I won't go into details on what my poor son had to endure yesterday because Lord knows I don't need to cry again, so to make a long story short he has a couple growths on his voice box that need to be removed. It is caused by a viral infection and apparently is very rare in young children. So I'm assuming the surgery will be soon, I'm waiting on a phone call from his doctor to set up a time. His surgery will be held at Scottsdale Shea and normally it's an outpatient procedure but since he's so young they will keep him overnight. The catch is that it's not a one time shot, it could be 2-3 surgeries or the extreme would be every 2-3 months. So we are praying and believing for a miracle, and if you could stand in agreement with us we would greatly appreciate it!

On the brighter side I'm still feeling great and I feel so very blessed to be able to say that! I get an ultrasound done next week so I really hope all this hard work painting a girlie room won't go down the drain. My first ultrasound they told me they were 98% sure it was a girl but I'm sure we all know of someone that has heard that and then come due day a boy pops out! Either way I know I am blessed!

Here is a picture of the wall I will be repainting.

Friday, November 03, 2006

So sweet...

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Nail in the fence

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us."