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This is the spot for photos, taking a peek at our everyday life, and getting a little insight into Marit's view of the world.  Please take what I say with a grain of salt (and maybe a pinch of sugar.)
 
Now, if there are any English teachers out there who are correcting my grammar or spellinq, you had better stock up on red ink.  You are going to need it.  So, thanks for stopping by and enjoy!

 

Warmly,
Marit

Breaking News (or Boring Blog)

Catching up AGAIN!

Sorry I haven't written anything in so long! 

 

We seem to have lost a month here and there!  Life has gotten so busy.  But, here are some high points and low points:

 

high point:

Yesterday, Mary pronounced me "the best mommy in the whole wide house!"

low point:

I don't have much competition there, do I?

 

high point:

Dan is still employed and his company seems to be hanging on in spite of the current market situation

low point:

We are so busy trying rent all our own empty rentals that we never seem to see each other anymore!

 

high point:

Mary loves Primary (church) and preschool.  The kids are all doing well and Andrew made honor roll!

low point:

I guess this doesn't have one.

 

high point:

Sam no longer has a girl friend, got his driver's license and drives himself and Allison to school most days.

low point:

That means I don't get a car those days!

 

high point:

God loves us and blesses us, sometimes in spite of our own dumb decisions.  We keep seeing Manna from Heaven to get us through the low times.

low point:

We keep making those dumb decisions!  lol.  I guess that is what his Mercy is for, but I wish we could learn and stop making dumb decisions faster!!  They can hurt!

 

high point:

We have good friends like you and are glad to stay in touch.

low point:

I got involved in flickr.com and facebook to stay in touch with people and do photos in a more anonymous way.  So now, I am not doing as well here!!

 

Look for me on facebook by name and under user id Marittime on www.flickr.com 

catching up

Uh, I think it has been a very long time since I last wrote here.  SORRY! 

 

I am currently busy.  I have tennis elbow.  I don't play tennis.  Especially now.  But, that isn't what I wanted to share.  Funny kids stuff is the order of the day.

 

A few simple, recent examples:  Mary got a new fish as a pet.  After trying for so long to get here very own pet, she is delighted.  She wants so very much to play with it.  I have tried at length to explain that she may not touch it or it will hurt "fishy fish."  So, she responded that she would not touch "fishy fish" ever, except when she is playing freeze tag.  I hope the fish survives her.

 

I have included a few pictures of her with her delight and enchantment with the fish.  She was also very eager to feed this new beta fish.  And of course, by overfeeding a fish, you can kill it.  So, I would not let her do it.  She informed me that the fish was starving.  She also tried to take the fish food to give him more food.  So, I put the food on the top shelf of the pantry.  That was the straw that broke the camel's back.  I included a shot of my drama queen with her response.

 

Tonight, we had a family home night with some of the acting games that Sam and Allison have used in their drama courses to learn improv.  Dan organized us, Sam instructed us, and we spoke in gibberish with other people translating our conversations.  (My favorite game) and we also got to ride in a taxi and with each new passenger, we changed moods to their mood.  It was fun and we were loud and silly and happy.  We also did much of it on cushions on the floor so Mary liked it.  We also acted out a food fight. 

 

Afterwards, Mary showed us her "cool moves" as she copied Sam's break dancing. 

 

Sam is good at break dancing.  He is better at guitar, and has also, now taught himself how to play piano better and is doing some great composing.  In addition, he is playing drums almost every day and getting pretty good at that.  It is a great outlet for him, and he seems to have fun.  He has his driver's license and he is loving that.  A lot!

 

Allison is babysitting, expressing herself creatively with fashion, being brainy, getting good grades, and loving the church dances.  She hangs out with friends about 3 days a week and spends about 3 hours a day texting friends.  I think she needs to have he phone surgically removed.  However, at least I am not excluded.  I know that her friends are great kids, approve of this joke or that activity that Alli is involved in at the moment, or what they are up to. 

 

Dan is the Great Dalmuti.  Yes, you heard me right.  The greatest great Dalmuti.  I am the greater peon.  Mary wants to be the lesser peon, but she just substitutes the word pee in there and loves to be the lesser pee.  She just likes to collect all the hands that have been played when we play a fun silly card game.  She is not really playing, but she yells that she won and we lost as she gathers the cards.  She also plays from them and we ignore her turn.  It is fun to see her energy and enthusiasm.  Except at bedtime.  then it is just tiring.

 

Speaking of, it is late, and I must sleep.  Hope you are all well.

 

Hugs,

Marit

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alli looking hot for a new year's eve dance

It's the most wonderful time of the year...

I say that with way too much sarcasm at this particular moment.  I have a rental house being repaired that is causing way too much stress and time involvement.  I have whiny and bickering children who are driving me crazy (crazier!) and of course, I have had yucky health and sick kids FOR-E-VER. 

The Messiah Concert was last night and I think it was very nice.  The soloists were great.  And I could see improvment in myself over the years.  I love to participate in that.  I had some dear friends who came to support me.

The afternoon we spent not getting ready for the concert but visiting a dear friend in the hospital.  She got ill and went to the hospital on Saturday and is scheduled for emergency brain surgery.  Scary!  She is one of my daughter's best friends and I love her as much as a niece!  She is such a dear and fun girl.  And she has set an example of love to me.  We held her hand, joked with her, and enjoyed her company.  I think she knows better now how much we love her, and I am only sad to think it is something like this that makes us take the time to let her know. 

We have worried all day!  And as we awaited the final outcome of the surgery, we found out it was delayed at least until tomorrow and possibly Wednesday.  But, the surgeon was getting tired, the other surgery was complicated, and we are lucky he is here.  He is one of the best pediatric neurosurgeons in the region and possibly in the US.  And even 10 years ago, these kinds of procedures were tough.  We are lucky for this.

I took my kids to the dentist and Santa was there.  He was very nice.  I had a 3 year old who screamed and ran away.  I finally held her still while the dentist looked at her teeth.  They weren't even clean!  But, we tried.  And I think she isn't afraid of the dentist anymore.

 

Our insurance paid for the leaks in the rental house, but the poor tenants discovered it on Thanksgiving morning with a house full of family.  A good day for a water main break to be discovered under laminate flooring.  It had already rotted the subfloor and much of the drywall.  I am so glad insurance was there to take care of this one.  It would have been tough.  However, we were blessed with tenants who could do much of the work themselves, and do it well.

Dan flew to Kansas City this morning and it is SO cold there.  I think he said the high is 15 degrees.  Wow!  It is about 15 degrees here.  And that feels atrocious.  I forgot how lovely our tropical weather is here.

My dear sister is about to have a baby any day or hour now.  We are so excited for her.  My little girl tells everyone that she is going to have a baby.  It is growing in her aunt's tummy.  She is very excited about it.  My little Mary is 3 and tells everyone that she will name her new baby com.  It is a girl. 

In reality My sister's baby is a boy and I don't think they will rely on my 3 year old's opinion for choosing the name.  But, we shall see.  I have heard worse names.  Not many, but there are some.

It reminds me of the time when my other sister was expecting her first child.  I had a 6 year old daughter at the time.  She made a card on pink paper for my sister.  It showed a lovely stick figure ballerina on the cover which was completely recognizable after extensive interpretation.  On the card she wrote, "I hope it's a girl..."  And on the inside it says, "And if not, then I hope it's a boy."  I hope that covers it all.  Because I would not want it to be a horse or something....  Either way, it cracked us all up.

Well, we survived Sam's Birthday and Mine.  They were nice with Sam going on his first date to a movie and then dinner at IHOP with his parents.  We had a great time but saw a different show.  I think Sam had fun.  I know his date did.

Then, he was ordained to be a priest in our church the following day.  It is something that is very special and it was a terrific day.  It is amazing to see your children growing up and to love them so much for each age that they are and have been all at the same time.  And then, when they start whining and bickering, I just want ear plugs and a lock on my bedroom door.  I guess I am just a wimp.  Or maybe it has just been a very stressful day for all of us.

Well, I turned the big 42 and can happily say it doesn't feel very different than 41.  I can also say, that it wasn't a very remarkable day.  Perfect.

Well, I hope you are having a great holiday season.  And I hope you know that I think you are terrific.  May it never take an emergency surgery for me to tell you that you are important to me!

Hugs,

Marit 

On raising puppies and rearing children

My darling Sister has a blog I always enjoy reading.  Actually two of my sisters do.  Here is an entry I stole from one of my sister's blogs.  I LOVED it!  I liked what it said.  But her comments were spot on!

 

I had to share it with all my adoring readers.  (Are there any out there?  Really?)

 

I will include some Thanksgiving pictures as well.  But I must say that after we said grace on our food, immediately after our Amen, Mary choked on a LARGE bite of mashed potatoes, and everthing she had had to eat or drink that day soon decorated her plate.  It was the perfect way to start our Thanksgiving feast.  She was undeterred, however, and as soon as she had a clean plate, and was cleaned up, she ate a full meal and never slowed down all day long.  Kids! 

 

Now- the entry from one of my lovely sisters:

On raising puppies, I mean, children

 
I just read this article about raising a puppy and there are some correlations here to raising children! (I'm NOT planning on getting a puppy, just stumbled across the article...)

• There is no substitute for ethical, knowledgeable breeders. It pays to do your research before making your puppy purchase.

All right, I think it's pretty illegal worldwide to purchase children so that certainly does not apply. My children all happen to come from the same gene pool and hopefully it won't set them back too much!

• By constantly rotating toys, you can prevent destructive chewing.

For me, the consistent rotation just keeps them interested in them. Never underestimate the novelty factor.

• Puppies need exercise, every day, regardless of the weather or your state of mind.

Oh yes! Ditto for the kiddos.

• Do not allow your other dogs to raise your puppy, and don't expect him to properly raise himself.

I liked this one, although sometimes the siblings are actually really helpful.

• When problems arise, don't bury your head in the sand; meet them head on, and resolve them quickly.

Good advice. How do I do that?

• Training in public will be necessary, and probably a bit embarrassing.

Agreed.

• The quieter you remain, the better your dog will listen.

Drat. Too late for me, I think. But I guess there's a brand new one coming...

• When you go out of your way to acknowledge and reward behavior you like, your dog will offer those behaviors more often.

• Successful puppy-raising requires you to be smarter than your dog, and dogs are pretty bright.

• Raising a puppy shouldn't mean your other dogs get less of your time.

Um, sounds good, but how does that one work? I guess I just need more than 24 hours per day.

• Use consequences sparingly: Rarely scold, so it means something when you do.

Double drat.

• Teaching your dog to respect you should never be confused with fearing you.

• Your spouse or others will unwittingly encourage behaviors in your puppy that you are trying to extinguish, but it often "takes a village" to raise a puppy, and you should be grateful for any and all help you get.

• Finally, remember that you chose him, and how your puppy ends up is directly related to your influence and interaction, and how you raise him.

Mostly true.

Almost through with this flu

Well, I haven't made any journal entries for a while.  I need to update you a bit.  I got the flu.  So did my oldest child.  Now, I don't have to worry about spreading germs, since we all have it, or are recovering!  Yeah!  It certainly took away my fear.  I have not been spraying industrial quantities of lysol around anymore, and covering my mouth anytime my children cough or sneeze within 6 feet of me.  So, I am relieved.  I had an audition for the Messiah Solos on Sunday of last week, and Saturday night, I started to feel this coming on strong.  On Sunday all day, I had a high fever and didn't get up until I crawled out of bed around 4:30 to take some tylenol.  After it took effect, I added some diet coke and dragged my sorry body over to the church to try to sing.  I sang pretty well, considering.  I realized that I do have a great voice, but I don't have as good technique as the other singers.  I could also see true progress from year to year.  So, that was good.  But, I know that I didn't get a solo, or he would have called me by now.  And that is fine.  I hope to have my voice back by then.  I am pretty much over the fever and body aches part and into the sore throat, cough part.  I also am borderline getting a sinus infection and am taking all measures to prevent that.  Afterall, it won't be much of a holiday season if I am still sick. 

 

I did take more tylenol and sneak out for shopping on Black Friday.  Since my kids don't read this blog, I can list here all the presents I bought for them.  But I won't.  It was totally boring stuff that I want to make our home life more comfortable, but is things that are so totally not exciting.  Things like sheets or blankets.  yeah.  But, the prices were outrageously low and I know because I have a store credit card at this one store.  They are constantly sending me coupons for things and some are $25 store credit and such.  So I go in often.  Everything is usually on sale 35-50% off and they rotate what is on sale.  On the day after thanksgiving, about everthing in the store was 50% off, I think.  But I only bought the items I really wanted and that were 80%-90% off.  I don't know if they were loss leaders, or if they are high profit items, but I know they were great prices compared to other stores. 

 

Other than that, I plan to make a lot of presents.  I have skills.  (Not the kind Napoleon Dynomite wanted, but skills none-the-less.)  And I can sew, carve, cook, and create something that will please each child.  Also, we can make it a simple Christmas.  At least that is the intent.  The true meaning of Christmas is made apparent when your tenants stop paying rent for 2 consecutive months and you have to sell your guns and motorcycles to pay your mortgage and all the normal bills.  I hope they can get their acts together soon.  I would hate to evict someone at Christmas.  But I hate paying their mortgage without assistance from them, as well.

 

May you not be a scrooge this holiday!   

 

 

Dateline... Saturday 6 am

Well, Mary just woke up wheezing, coughing, high fever and telling me she has a frog in her stomache.  It is so weird that everyone was so sick, and she flew around them all twittering like a little bird with so much energy and joy.  Now, she is miserable.  I gave her some motrin and hope that helps with the fever.  I think if she hurts less, she will be able to rest better.  I also hope to keep her relaxed.  She is happy, but feels lousy.

 

Tomorrow is the biannual audition for Messiah Solos for my church.  The Stake ( like a diocese ) holds a performance each year with excerpts, solos, a small orchestra and most of the performers are from our church diocese.  For the major gaps, we bring in friends that we know to try to get help.  One example is musicians from the Philharmonic. 

 

However, I wanted to audtition for a solo.  I have never gotten one before.  It isn't a good match for my voice type.  I have a classical voice, but mine is heavy, and this is a light and airy style, so it is a stretch to start with. 

 

Everyone in the family has now gotten sick, except Sam and Me.  I cover my face each time they cough on me.  I send them downstairs and to their rooms.  I cower in fear of germs.  And now a 3 year old has it.  I suspect I will get it next, lose my voice, and not be able to sing for the Messiah.  Oh Darn.  I love to sing that piece more than ANY piece of music.  But to put things back into perspective, I do love my sweet 3 year old much more.

 

This week, I had to take a child to the hospital to run a test.  I remembered the many visits to the NICU to see my baby there after she was born.  It was so hard to be away from my dear little one.  I was so stressed and I loved her so much.  I remembered that pain in such a strong way as I walked into the hospital main entrance.  

 

The test we were there for was just to rule out potential problems.  The child is fine but had to get some work done to verify that they will be fine.  Low blood pressure runs in my family and if the child gets dehydrated, they can start to get dizzy and black out.  So, they take salt tablets now, and have to drink more water.  And along with that, comes the whole conversation with the school that "now my child needs to go to the bathroom whenever it is necessary.  Really."  So, all is well that is diagnosed, other problems ruled out and treated. 

 

It has been an intense year.  Lots of Challenges, and SO MANY BLESSINGS!!! 

 

Last night we started making plans for Christmas Decorating.  I love Christmas.  I love the decorations.  I downplay Santa in our house, but play up the Nativity, old Fashioned holiday style, and the Tree.  I hope we will be able to visit Dan's parents over the Holidays, since we are missing Thanksgiving. 

 

Fortunately, since so many have been sick, I knew it might happen, and I have been thinking ahead.  When I made mashed potatoes last night, I made triple.  I froze some and put others in the fridge.  I figure that if I can get it all cooked in advance, I can still end up with a Thanksgiving dinner for us, since we have to stay home and I probably won't want to cook.

 

Years ago, we woke up the day of this holiday with plans to visit dear friends who have children with delicate health.  Our youngest was throwing up and feverish.  So, we had no food in the house or alternate plans.  I have tried to be prepared ever since.  Besides, we may eat at Grandma's most years, but then we miss out on those lovely leftovers.

 

Thank goodness my oldest children love to cook!  I will have them put a thawed and fully cooked turkey breast in the oven, make some croutons into stuffing with butter, broth, and a little sage, and add the mashed potatoes.  Maybe we can stop by Great Harvest Bread to buy some of their world class bread and rolls.  That would make it a sufficient feast.  AND the grocery store around the corner remodeled.  They had a special.  Buy one box of Breyer's Ice Cream for $6.39 and get a second and 2 frozen Mrs. Smith's pies free.  So, I bought one expensive box of ice cream, got the second free, and they added the two pies as well.  Phew.  That gives us the official Thanksgiving with our Pumpkin and our apple.  Now, I can rest.  We are all set. 

 

Well, I hope you have a fabulous holiday!  Hugs from all of us, and no germs being sent your way!

The Biggest Loser - new trainer

My sweet little 8 year old has been watching Biggest loser families with me.  She decided to help me.  So, she took out a notepad and drew a picture of me skinny.  She then set a goal for me to look like that by her birthday in 2012.  Afterwards, she started interviewing me about what I can and can not eat in order to lose weight.  And then she talked methods of exercise with me.  Then, she even asked me what I want to weigh by New Year's eve.  There is something so non-threatening about it coming from my sweet little girl.  And She is asking all the right questions.  So, if I have her on my side, I am sure it can help motivate me.  She then insisted I step on the scale to get started.  Uh, I am in my bed for the night, dear.  Undeterred, I finally did it.  She is so darn cute and helpful.  So, I have a plan set up and hope to do it with my little coach and trainer.  My goals are doable, my routines are great, and look at my sweet motivation.  Being around for my kids is more important than any candy.  Even rich Europeon chocolate that is rich in cocoa butter.

 

Well, I am off to bed.  And I will keep you posted if I make progress.  I just won't tell you if I backtrack.  No thanks.  So, you will have to guess.

 

Hugs,

 

Marit

Cooking Group went well

We had a cooking group meeting at my house to share ideas.  I made some desserts that I like to eat.  I don't know how well they were received, but they must have been pretty good since people brought some home for spouses, and such.  I did consider ex-lax in the brownies... just kidding. 

 

We were talking about how to make our desserts less empty calories and more packed with nutrition.  We didn't take out the fat or sugar.  We changed the fat to a healthier version, we added whole wheat, flax seed, soy, oat bran, and loads of non-fat dry milk and we kept the desserts delicious enough that the kids eat them up.  They are still getting the calories - as you can see, my kids need them - but they are getting nutrition, protein, fiber and flavor all at once.  Now they come home and don't eat microwave popcorn.  They eat some brownies and chocolate milk.  But, they don't know it is full of good things.  The apple Berry Crisp is a good dessert as well.  It is my particular favorite because it is Apple Berry Crisp Dessert.  I just think that is cool.  Then, it is yummy, again has the added oat bran, milk, healthier fats, and high antioxidant blueberries.  It retains the terrific flavor of a classic baked apple dessert, but it is better for us.  In this case, an apple a day, MAY keep the doctor away....

 

Yesterday we got a NO CAVITIES clean bill of health at the dentist!  Cool!  And I found a dear friend who will help babysit!  AND I received the help of 3 very dear friends today to help me when I was feeling as if I was in total crisis mode!  It is good when friends gather around to support you.

 

Gotta take kids to the doctor...  And Preschool.  And who knows what else.  And pay bills, And do laundry.  I have a headache already!  I hope the doctor has good news.


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Rachel's Photography For Reflections

The Rippling Flag
The Rippling Flag

Rachel Took this picture and photoshopped it to emphasize the rippling of the flag with the rippling of water effect.  She loves how this looks.

 

She entered this in a contest with the theme WOW!


The Mirror That Shows Me
The Mirror That Shows Me
Rachel Took this picture that shows her reflection in the entry of the school.  It is fun how the image wraps around showing the whole entry, including the photographer.  Rachel really had fun taking these pictures.
Hoops
Hoops
Rachel liked the angle of this picture and had fun taking it. 
The Lights that Lead to RECESS!
The Lights that Lead to RECESS!

Rachel lay down on the floor to take this picture and even set it at an angle.  I really like how the door is centered at the end of the hall.  And I love the angle she took it from.  This is a wow picture.  Good job Rachel!


My Country's Flag
My Country's Flag

Rachel took a picture of this flag in front of the school as it was flapping in the wind.  I like the way it is flowing.  She liked the stars. 


Bike Lane by streaming lights
Bike Lane by streaming lights
Rachel took this picture on Chinden road at night and we loved trying to get the picture taken just when cars were coming.  We liked how the lights were so bright and moving.  I loved the composition of the picture, the trees set against the sky, and the bike sign against the sky.  I think this is her best picture artistically.  Great Job Rachel!
We did not enter this one of streaming lights
We did not enter this one of streaming lights
Rachel took this one on Chinden Road at night and liked the lights.  I loved the soft trees against the sky in the back.  However, there wasn't a clear composition, so we did not enter it. 
Moonrise over Boise
Moonrise over Boise

Rachel took this picture and we cropped it a alittle to take out the bright building on the left.  The fence in front helps to show where we are and is lighter.  I liked the lit up storage spaces below, but the moon rising over the mountains was definitely my favorite part of the picture.


Did not enter this one either
Did not enter this one either
This one Rachel took when we set the camera on top of the car.  It gave a great reflection and showed some of the surroundings of a little side road across from HP.  We liked how the lights showed the movement of the cars and the trees were still against the sky.  I liked the speed limit sign on one side and the bike sign on the other.  I also liked the power lines in the sky. 
Did not enter this one
Did not enter this one

Rachel took this picture of the pond below the lights beside it.  I like how the sunset is still glowing at the horizon although it is very dark out.  We did not enter this one either.


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11/1/2009 3:52:03 AM - 002028899903

 

This is an email I found unopened from a year ago and I am floored. I think it's worth the read. 

Your Social Security - FYI

Just in case some of you young whippersnappers (and some older ones) didn't know this, it's easy to check out, if you don't believe it. Be sure to show it to your kids. They need a little history lesson on what's what. And it doesn't matter whether you are Democrat or Republican. Facts are Facts!!!

Our Social Security

Franklin Roosevelt, a Democrat, introduced the Social
Security (FICA) Program. He promised:

1.) That participation in the program would be
completely voluntary

2.) That the participants would only have to pay
1% of the first $1,400 of their annual
Incomes into the program

3.) That the money the participants elected to put
Into the program would be deductible from
their income for tax purposes each year

4.) That the money the participants paid would be put into the
'Independent Trust Fund' rather than into the
General Operating Fund, and therefore, would
only be used to fund the Social Security
retirement program, and no other
government program, and

5.) That the annuity payments to the retirees
would never be taxed as income.


Since many of us have paid into FICA for years and are
now receiving a Social Security check every m onth --
and then find that we are getting taxed on 85% of
the money we paid to the federal government to 'put
away'--you may be interested in the following.

-------------------------------------------------------------

Q: Which political party took Social Security from the
Independent Trust Fund and put it into the
general fund so that Congress could spend it?

A: It was Lyndon Johnson and the Democrat-
controlled House and Senate.

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Q: Which political party eliminated the income tax
deduction for Social Security (FICA) withholding?

A: The Democratic Party.

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Q: Which political party started taxing Social
Security annuities?

A: The Democratic Party, with Al Gore casting the
tie-breaking deciding vote as President of the
Senate, while he was Vice President of the US

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AND MY FAVORITE:

Q: Which political party decided to start giving annuity payments to immigrants?

A: That's right!

Jimmy Carter and the Democratic Party.
Immigrants moved into this country, and at age 65,
began to receive Social Security payments! The
Democratic Party gave these payments to them,
even though they never paid a dime into it!

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Then, after violating the original contract (FICA),

the Democrats turn around and tell you

that the Republicans want to take your Social Security away!

And the worst part about it is--uninformed citizens believe it!

If enough people receive this, maybe a seed of awareness

will be planted and maybe changes will evolve. Maybe not.

Some Democrats are awfully sure of what isn't so.

But it's worth a try.

How many people can YOU send this to?

Actions speak louder than bumper stickers.

AND CONGRESS GIVES THEMSELVES 100% RETIREMENT FOR ONLY SERVING ONE TERM!!!

 

 

A government big enough to give you everything you want

is strong enough to take everything you have.
-Thomas Jefferson

 

 

 

10/16/2009 9:14:03 PM - 002028899903

 

 On July 22nd I was in route to Washington, DC for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver for a plane change..

As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately.
I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart sunk.

When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, 'Mr.Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital.' My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.

By the time of my call, Brian was revived
and they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crushed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not
hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.

The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves. But only time would tell if his brain received any damage.

Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. All that night and the next day Brian remained
unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the
day before.

Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautif ul words I have ever heard spoken. He said, 'Daddy hold me' and he reached for me with his little arms.

[TEAR BREAK...smile]

By the next day he was pronounced as
having no neurological or physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous
s urvival spread throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine, we took Brian home, we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush death so closely.

In the days that followed there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.

The story is not over (smile)!

Almost a month later to the day of the
accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, 'Sit down Mommy... I
have something to tell you.' At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with
him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.

'Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad... I called to you, but you couldn't hear me. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad. And then the 'birdies' came.'

'The birdies?' my wife asked puzzled.

'Yes,' he replied. 'The birdies made a whoo shing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me.'

'They did?'

'Yes,' he said. 'One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you 'I got stuck under the door.' A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as 'birdies' because they were up in the air like birds that fly.. 'What did the birdies look like?' she asked.

Brian answered, 'They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white.. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white.'

'Did they say anything?'

'Yes,' he answered. 'They told me the baby would be all right.'

'The baby?' my wife asked confused.

Brian answered. 'The baby laying on the garage floor.' He went on, 'You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave.'


My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, 'Don't leave
us Brian, please stay if you can.' As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left His body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form.. 'Then what happened?' she asked.

'We went on a trip,' he said, 'far, far away.' He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.

'We flew so fast up in the air. They're so
pretty Mommy,' he added.

'And there are lots and lots of birdies.' My wife was stunned. Into her mind the
sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the 'birdies' had told him
that he had to come back and tell everyone about the 'birdies.' He said they brought him back to the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour.

He taught us that 'birdies' were always with us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his
heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love
us so much. Brian continued, stating, 'I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan.
Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our
promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us so much.'

In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again
and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or
out of order A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the
message he had already delivered.. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.

Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the 'birdies.' Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and smiled.. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

9/3/2009 5:39:05 PM - 002028899903

 

All together now - AWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 


 

 

 

 

THIS IS A TERRIFIC STORY, BUT YOU MUST READ IT, DON'T JUST LOOK AT THE PICTURES!!!!! 

Puppy Size 
This is one of the neatest stories you will ever hear. You will know precisely what this little girl is talking about at the end (you'll want to share this one with your loved ones and special friends)!  

'Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this,' the mother told the volunteer. 

'What is it she keeps asking for?' the volunteer asked. 
'Puppy size!' replied the mother 


'Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for.' 'I know..... we have seen most of them, ' the mom said in frustration...  

Just then Danielle came walking into the office 

'Well, did you find one?' asked her mom. 



'No, not this time,' Danielle said with sadness in her voice. 'Can we come back on the weekend?' 



The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed 

'You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply,' the volunteer said. 

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. 'Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend,' she 
said. 

Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. 'It's this weekend or 
we're not looking any more,' Dad finally said in frustration. 


'We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size, either,' Mom added.  

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning . By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs. 

Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when 
visitors weren't permitted. 



Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one. 
One by one she said, 'Sorry, but you're not the one.' 

It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. 

'Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!' She screamed with joy. 'It's the puppy size!' 

'But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks,' Mom said. 

'No not size... The sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed,' she said.  
'Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!'  

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both. 

'Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,' she said. Then, holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, 'Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!' 



Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that 
makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day. 
They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear. 'Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.'



I hope your life is filled with Sighs!!!



Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends! Life is too short and friends are too few.

 
 
 Life is  too short to wake up with regrets.
Love the people who treat you right and forget about the ones who don't.
.  

 I Appreciate You!!

 

 


 

 

 

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4/16/2009 4:00:03 AM - 002028899903

Please read these. They are truly amazing.

 

 



>>
>> Two Stories BOTH TRUE - and worth reading!!!!
>>
>>     STORY NUMBER  ONE
>>
>>     Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned
>> Chicago. Capone wasn't famous
>> for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the
>> windy city in
>> everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to
>> murder.
>>
>>       Capone had a lawyer nicknamed
>> "Easy Eddie." He was Capone's lawyer
>> for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact,
>> Eddie's skill at legal
>> maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.
>>
>>       To show his appreciation, Capone paid
>> him very well. Not only was the
>> money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well. For
>> instance, he and
>> his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help
>> and all of the
>> conveniences of the day. The estate was so large
>>  that it filled an entire
>> Chicago City block.
>>
>>       Eddie lived the high life of the
>> Chicago mob and gave little
>> consideration to the atrocity that went on around
>> him. 
>>
>>       Eddie did have one soft spot, however.
>> He had a son that he loved
>> dearly. Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes,
>> cars, and a good
>> education. Nothing was withheld.  Price was no
>> object.
>>
>>       And, despite his involvement with
>> organized crime, Eddie even tried
>> to teach him right from wrong.  Eddie wanted his son
>> to be a better man than
>> he was.
>>
>>       Yet, with all his  wealth and
>> influence, there were two things he
>> couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good
>> name or a good example.
>>
>>       One day, Easy Eddie reached a
>> difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted
>> to rectify wrongs he had done.
>>
>>       He
>>  decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth
>> about Al
>> "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name,
>> and offer his son some
>> semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to
>> testify against The
>> Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great.   
>> So, he testified.
>>
>>       Within the year, Easy Eddie's life
>> ended in a blaze of gunfire on a
>> lonely Chicago Street.  But in his eyes, he had given
>> his son the greatest
>> gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever
>> pay. Police
>> removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious
>> medallion, and a
>> poem clipped from a magazine.
>>
>>       The poem read:
>>
>>       "The clock of life is wound but
>> once, and no man has the power to
>> tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early
>> hour.  Now is the only
>> time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith
>> in time. For
>>  the
>> clock may soon be still."
>>
>>
>>
>>       STORY NUMBER  TWO
>>
>>       World War II produced many heroes ..
>> One such man was Lieutenant
>> Commander Butch O'Hare.
>>
>>       He was a fighter pilot assigned to the
>> aircraft carrier Lexington in
>> the South Pacific.
>>
>>
>>       One day his entire squadron was sent
>> on a mission. After he was
>> airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that
>> someone had
>> forgotten to top off his fuel tank.
>>
>>       He would not have enough fuel to
>> complete his mission and get back to
>> his ship.
>>
>>       His flight leader told him to return
>> to the carrier. Reluctantly, he
>> dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.
>>
>>       As he was returning to the mother
>> ship, he saw something that turned
>> his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was
>> speeding
>>  its way toward
>> the American fleet.
>>
>>       The American fighters were gone on a
>> sortie, and the fleet was all
>> but defenseless. He couldn't reach his squadron and
>> bring them back in time
>> to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the
>> approaching danger.
>> There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them
>> from the fleet.
>>
>>       Laying aside all thoughts of personal
>> safety, he dove into the
>> formation of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's
>> blazed as he charged
>> in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another.
>> Butch wove in and
>> out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes
>> as possible
>> until all his ammunition was finally spent.
>>
>>
>>       Undaunted, he continued the assault.
>> He dove at the planes, trying to
>> clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy
>> planes as possible,
>> rendering them unfit to fly.
>>
>>  
>>      Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron
>> took off in another
>> direction.
>>
>>       Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and
>> his tattered fighter limped back to
>> the carrier.
>>
>>       Upon arrival, he reported in and
>> related the event surrounding his
>> return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane
>> told the tale. It
>> showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect
>> his fleet.  He had,
>> in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft 
>> This took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that action
>> Butch became the
>> Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator
>> to win the
>> Congressional Medal of Honor.
>>
>>       A year later Butch was killed in
>> aerial combat at the age of 29. His
>> home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to
>> fade, and today,
>> O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the
>> courage of this
>>  great
>> man.
>>
>>       So, the next time you find yourself at
>> O'Hare International, give
>> some thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying
>> his statue and his
>> Medal of Honor. It's located between Terminals 1 and
>> 2.
>>
>>
>>       SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO
>> DO WITH EACH OTHER?
>>
>>
>>       Butch O'Hare was "Easy
>> Eddie's" son.
>>
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10/20/2008 9:21:41 PM - 002033420249

Hey Welker Family,

We all miss you guys so much here in Virginia.  And seeing all the kids grow just warms my heart!!!  Hugs and Kisses, The Muses

10/10/2008 7:28:01 PM - 001079914182


10/9/2008 11:30:01 PM - 002033539808

Hey!

Let me introduce myself.  My name is Paula and I really enjoy your pictures.  Reminds me of mine!  :)

They grow up so fast.  This is such a neat thing you are doing.  Give them all a hug from the Paulsons!!

9/29/2008 7:32:48 PM - 001079914182

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