One of my favorite Daily Reads is Sheye Rosemeyer Photography, and through her I became aware of the Nielsen family and their recent tragedy. (You'll see the Recovery link added below on my side bar.)

These two lovely parents of four children recently survived a horrible airplane accident. They are expected to remain sedated in the hospital for many months from their injuries and burns.

I am planning to donate to their fund. The link to Stephanie Nielsen's site is right here. You can read her blog and see photos of the family. Click on the Recovery link for information on how to donate or send well wishes.

My prayers are with them and their family.

Two french drains, rebar and six inches of concrete later...we have done all that we can to prevent our garage floor from heaving ever again. Now we are waiting for word from the HOA on their approval or rejection of our proposed new front yard design. I am so not used to having to get any one's approval for my home improvements which makes the wait interminable. First, we had to acquire signatures from our immediate neighbors next door and across the street. A detailed summary with drawings, brochures and photos were added. And now we wait.

Tick. Tock.

My Heart Still Hurts

Today's Forecast: Moody

Seven hours in the ER yesterday revealed an infection in my colon. Not a good day. It took 5 techs to be able to find a blood vessle for an IV. The pain was unbearable as they stuck me and then moved the needle around to hit a vein. I feel as though I've been beaten up.

I am obsessing about the job and am convinced that I blew it on the last interview. I can't shake the negative feelings and self-doubt.

Husband's job has slowed down considerably...adding to my angst.

I know that I need to just relax and get through these next few weeks. Hard to do with so much up in the air.

I'm home from the hospital. The surgery went really well and my recovery has been much, much easier than the last time.

My sweet boy started school today (sob!), and I was teary as I packed his very first lunch bag.

I don't have a ton of confidence that I passed the final interview for the job I was applying for...so I will start looking again within the next few months.

The house is still in upheaval with all of the construction work going on.

But beyond all that, I am just taking things one day at a time with plenty of sleep.

Well, Damn.

I was relishing the fact that there have been no Bull Snake sightings for over a week, when my neighbor asked me if I had seen the "amazing yellow and black snake" lying dead in the street.

I am so exasperated I can't see straight.

I didn't want it dead, I just wanted it to move on to a happier more isolated place.

The irony isn't lost on me.

Unable to post lately - too busy with life. My toddler has learned the art of I Want It Now, the contractors have invaded my home to fix the multitude of issues, my surgery is scheduled later this month and I have been interviewing for a job.

Everything is up in the air but moving forward.

It feels good.

Just Trolling Through the Archives

I swear, if I close my eyes, my memory of kissing his mutton chops is so real I can still feel it. Same goes for his ears and paws and belly too.

Death sucks.

Will someone please tell the Bull Snake in my backyard that she and her babies need to vamoose and find a new residence? Eat the mice and then move on, that's what I always say.