If you have time and Kleenex handy go here.
Read this incredible story about two people who fell in love, created a life and one day suffered a horrible plane crash. Their love for each other and their family has helped them pull through.
It will honestly make you cherish everything you have in life. Life is so very short and precious and can be taken away in the blink of an eye.
This story is sad, inspiring, and amazing.
Go see for yourself.
and I'm not kidding about the Kleenex. You will cry.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Let today be over
I really don't have to much to blog about today. The weather still sucks, it's still cold at work, and I'm tired today. Just like every other day.
So instead, I'm going to play a game, cause who doesn't love games?
I personally love them for one reason, they help you waste time and get through the day.
The idea is to answer these questions with one word answers...let's see if I can follow the rules.
1. Where is your cell phone? Pocket
2. Your significant other? sleeping
3. Your hair? Ponytail
4. Your mother? working
5. Your father? working
6. Your favorite thing? Happiness
7. Your dream last night? confusing
8. Your favorite drink? Wine
9. Your dream/goal? satisfied
10. The room you're in? Office
11. Your fear? snakes
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Mexico
13. Where were you last night? Home
14. What you're not? Sure
15. Muffins/donuts? Muffin
16. One of your wish list items? Happiness
17. Where you grew up? MT
18. The last thing you did? talk
19. What are you wearing? Jeans
20. Your TV? dusty
21. Your pet? gone
22. Your computer? dusty
23. Your life? Family
24. Your mood? chill
25. Missing someone? friends
26. Favorite pastime? Cooking
27. Something you're not wearing? shorts
28. Favorite Store? Target
29. Your summer? outside
30. Your favorite color? brown
31. When is the last time you laughed? Tuesday
32. Last time you cried? Today
33. Who will/would re-post this? someone
34. Four places I go over: what? Dirt roads?
35. Four people who e-mail me? Mom
36. Four of my favorite foods? Tortilla's w/ butter, Mexican, Chinese, chocolate
37. Four places I would like to be right now: Mexico, Mexico, Mexico, Mexico
38. Four people I tag? um.... no one to tag.
So instead, I'm going to play a game, cause who doesn't love games?
I personally love them for one reason, they help you waste time and get through the day.
The idea is to answer these questions with one word answers...let's see if I can follow the rules.
1. Where is your cell phone? Pocket
2. Your significant other? sleeping
3. Your hair? Ponytail
4. Your mother? working
5. Your father? working
6. Your favorite thing? Happiness
7. Your dream last night? confusing
8. Your favorite drink? Wine
9. Your dream/goal? satisfied
10. The room you're in? Office
11. Your fear? snakes
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Mexico
13. Where were you last night? Home
14. What you're not? Sure
15. Muffins/donuts? Muffin
16. One of your wish list items? Happiness
17. Where you grew up? MT
18. The last thing you did? talk
19. What are you wearing? Jeans
20. Your TV? dusty
21. Your pet? gone
22. Your computer? dusty
23. Your life? Family
24. Your mood? chill
25. Missing someone? friends
26. Favorite pastime? Cooking
27. Something you're not wearing? shorts
28. Favorite Store? Target
29. Your summer? outside
30. Your favorite color? brown
31. When is the last time you laughed? Tuesday
32. Last time you cried? Today
33. Who will/would re-post this? someone
34. Four places I go over: what? Dirt roads?
35. Four people who e-mail me? Mom
36. Four of my favorite foods? Tortilla's w/ butter, Mexican, Chinese, chocolate
37. Four places I would like to be right now: Mexico, Mexico, Mexico, Mexico
38. Four people I tag? um.... no one to tag.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
So over it.
Dear Weather,
You are crappy again, what gives? I'm so over this cold weather, I'm so over the fog and frost. I'm so ready for spring. I'm so ready to frolic outside with out layers upon layers of clothes. Crappy weather please go away and don't come back until next winter season.
Thank you kindly,
Teenie
You are crappy again, what gives? I'm so over this cold weather, I'm so over the fog and frost. I'm so ready for spring. I'm so ready to frolic outside with out layers upon layers of clothes. Crappy weather please go away and don't come back until next winter season.
Thank you kindly,
Teenie
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Hail, Hail go away
The weather is so weird today. It was blue skies, then hail, then wind, then blue skies, then more wind, and finally bring on the hail once again.
Today is the perfect day to be on the couch, drinking hot chocolate, eating ice cream and watching movies. Or HGTV, I seriously love that channel. Gives me such inspiration. To bad inspiration isn't enough to get off the couch...
Instead, I'm here at work listening to the hail hit my truck. (Yessss, I love when it hail's on my truck.) As you can imagine, each individual piece of hard snow/ice I see/ hear hit my truck deepens my mood.
Although, I will go home (after practice) jump in the shower and use ALL the hot water. And I mean ALL of it. Grab a bowl of ice cream, cereal, or maybe even Cream of Wheat?? HMMM
Then I will plunk my butt on the couch and not move until I go to bed. (Oh, wait. This is happening after I feed the chickens. I wish they would feed themselves)
I'm not making ANY dinner unless you would like cream of wheat. I'm not doing ANY night calving. And the laundry can kiss off.
Tonight it's all about me the food and the tv.
Of course, what are the chances of my evening really going like this?
My luck the dog will run away.
Or the power will go out. (I might go up in flames if this happens)
Sidenote:
First day of basketball practice was a success. No one died or cried.
I even had a little boy run up to me and say "Do you know So and So?"
I looked at him like he was nuts and replied "Who? Um no..."
Little boy then replied "Well, he likes you. He like LOVES you."
The basketball girls started laughing and I stood there dumbfounded.
I still don't know what I would say to that little boy if he confronted me again.
Do you think a boy who wants to get attention by walking through the gym as if one of his legs is broken and is yelling "Oh, mah broken legggg. OHHHH, OHHH" Is a good match for me? Are we compatible?
Yeah I didn't think so either.
Today is the perfect day to be on the couch, drinking hot chocolate, eating ice cream and watching movies. Or HGTV, I seriously love that channel. Gives me such inspiration. To bad inspiration isn't enough to get off the couch...
Instead, I'm here at work listening to the hail hit my truck. (Yessss, I love when it hail's on my truck.) As you can imagine, each individual piece of hard snow/ice I see/ hear hit my truck deepens my mood.
Although, I will go home (after practice) jump in the shower and use ALL the hot water. And I mean ALL of it. Grab a bowl of ice cream, cereal, or maybe even Cream of Wheat?? HMMM
Then I will plunk my butt on the couch and not move until I go to bed. (Oh, wait. This is happening after I feed the chickens. I wish they would feed themselves)
I'm not making ANY dinner unless you would like cream of wheat. I'm not doing ANY night calving. And the laundry can kiss off.
Tonight it's all about me the food and the tv.
Of course, what are the chances of my evening really going like this?
My luck the dog will run away.
Or the power will go out. (I might go up in flames if this happens)
Sidenote:
First day of basketball practice was a success. No one died or cried.
I even had a little boy run up to me and say "Do you know So and So?"
I looked at him like he was nuts and replied "Who? Um no..."
Little boy then replied "Well, he likes you. He like LOVES you."
The basketball girls started laughing and I stood there dumbfounded.
I still don't know what I would say to that little boy if he confronted me again.
Do you think a boy who wants to get attention by walking through the gym as if one of his legs is broken and is yelling "Oh, mah broken legggg. OHHHH, OHHH" Is a good match for me? Are we compatible?
Yeah I didn't think so either.
yeah, whatever
ugh. I'm not in a good mood right now. (That happens a lot doesn't it?)
for now I only have one thing to say.
What a meatstick.
for now I only have one thing to say.
What a meatstick.
Monday, February 23, 2009
This is normal right?
I have a problem. It's a very serious problem. I've had this problem for years and years.
My current problem:
Ryan and I have bought a pig to go to the butcher. So we may fill our freezer with yummy bacon and pork chops.
Some of my family members have also decided to buy pigs.
Right now they are at my house in a trailer, waiting for their final hours to pass.
My problem? I am soft at heart, especially when it comes to animals.
I can never be one of those people that raises an animal, gives it a name and then eats it.
All I would ever see on my plate is poor "Wilbur" and I can't eat my pets face. It just isn't happening.
So what did I do? I looked at the little (well they really aren't little) pigs in the trailer.
And that's where I went wrong. They look like pets with sad eyes. I already feel guilty.
I told my Mom and you know what she said? "Don't you open that trailer door!"
(I'm that girl that always brings home lost kittens, abandoned baby birds, starving puppies. I don't know how many times I got in trouble for bringing home and hiding in my room litter's of kittens.)
I'm trying to be tough and think of them as food, but I just can't help it.
They go in today at noon. I'm at work, trying not to think about it. I'm repeating in my head "Bacon, bacon, bacon." "Pork chops, pork chops, pork chops."
I will be strong, I will be strong.
On a happier subject. The first day of "Official" Basketball practice starts today. (Please light a candle for me) For some reason I'm anxious to coach basketball.
On a partly gruesome note, I'm glad I'm not a cow. To be more specific, I'm glad I'm not an older female cow.
Why? (and I'm sorry in advance) We had to pull a calf out of an older cow, and we found the feet, put the chain on and went to grab the jack. That's when it happened. It, was the sucking sound coming from the older cow's hoo haw. It was more powerful sounding then a Dyson Vacuum. It sucked that calves legs right back in. But that noise, the horrible farting/ sucking noise will stay with me forever.
This just in: I am looking out my window at work and the buffalo are stampeding. They are going wild. I'm glad I'm in the office. Plus if you want me to eat the buffalo my contact with them has to be minimal or I may try to make a pet of them and name it "Betty"
I think I have problems.
My current problem:
Ryan and I have bought a pig to go to the butcher. So we may fill our freezer with yummy bacon and pork chops.
Some of my family members have also decided to buy pigs.
Right now they are at my house in a trailer, waiting for their final hours to pass.
My problem? I am soft at heart, especially when it comes to animals.
I can never be one of those people that raises an animal, gives it a name and then eats it.
All I would ever see on my plate is poor "Wilbur" and I can't eat my pets face. It just isn't happening.
So what did I do? I looked at the little (well they really aren't little) pigs in the trailer.
And that's where I went wrong. They look like pets with sad eyes. I already feel guilty.
I told my Mom and you know what she said? "Don't you open that trailer door!"
(I'm that girl that always brings home lost kittens, abandoned baby birds, starving puppies. I don't know how many times I got in trouble for bringing home and hiding in my room litter's of kittens.)
I'm trying to be tough and think of them as food, but I just can't help it.
They go in today at noon. I'm at work, trying not to think about it. I'm repeating in my head "Bacon, bacon, bacon." "Pork chops, pork chops, pork chops."
I will be strong, I will be strong.
On a happier subject. The first day of "Official" Basketball practice starts today. (Please light a candle for me) For some reason I'm anxious to coach basketball.
On a partly gruesome note, I'm glad I'm not a cow. To be more specific, I'm glad I'm not an older female cow.
Why? (and I'm sorry in advance) We had to pull a calf out of an older cow, and we found the feet, put the chain on and went to grab the jack. That's when it happened. It, was the sucking sound coming from the older cow's hoo haw. It was more powerful sounding then a Dyson Vacuum. It sucked that calves legs right back in. But that noise, the horrible farting/ sucking noise will stay with me forever.
This just in: I am looking out my window at work and the buffalo are stampeding. They are going wild. I'm glad I'm in the office. Plus if you want me to eat the buffalo my contact with them has to be minimal or I may try to make a pet of them and name it "Betty"
I think I have problems.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Bound and Determined
I'm am so Determined.
Some of you already know. I have a slight obsession with photography. All kinds of photography. And for lord knows how long, all I've wanted was a camera.
You know the kind, expensive, beautiful, and just what I need to allow me to be free in my own world of capturing pretty pictures, arty pictures (arty?), working pictures, pictures of people, animals, flowers. I would love to be good enough to shoot wedding's one day.
Basically once I get that camera it will be attached to my body, I want to capture everything. To be able to look back at all my pictures and feel the same way I did when I took them.
See? I told you I'm obsessed.
The only problem is finding the right camera and saving every last penny for it.
I've tried bribing my Mom several times. "Well if I had a great camera, I could do Em's (my little sister) senior pictures."
I've tried bribing Ryan other ways, "But honey..." Never mind, lets keep this a family site.
My plan's for bribery hasn't worked.
So I'm taking matters into my own hands. I have picked the camera. That's right I have found "the one".
Now my next step, save save save save save.
Even if this means we will eat beans and rice for years. I'm saving the green.
I'm going to buy that camera. My goal is to buy that camera this year. I have until January 2010 to make this purchase. (What? I need some time to save the dough)
Wish me luck, or you know donations are welcome too...
On other news. Basketball practice starts on Monday. I'm coaching the middle school girls.
That's right you heard it here first. I'm coaching basketball.... um please pray for us all.
Some of you already know. I have a slight obsession with photography. All kinds of photography. And for lord knows how long, all I've wanted was a camera.
You know the kind, expensive, beautiful, and just what I need to allow me to be free in my own world of capturing pretty pictures, arty pictures (arty?), working pictures, pictures of people, animals, flowers. I would love to be good enough to shoot wedding's one day.
Basically once I get that camera it will be attached to my body, I want to capture everything. To be able to look back at all my pictures and feel the same way I did when I took them.
See? I told you I'm obsessed.
The only problem is finding the right camera and saving every last penny for it.
I've tried bribing my Mom several times. "Well if I had a great camera, I could do Em's (my little sister) senior pictures."
I've tried bribing Ryan other ways, "But honey..." Never mind, lets keep this a family site.
My plan's for bribery hasn't worked.
So I'm taking matters into my own hands. I have picked the camera. That's right I have found "the one".
Now my next step, save save save save save.
Even if this means we will eat beans and rice for years. I'm saving the green.
I'm going to buy that camera. My goal is to buy that camera this year. I have until January 2010 to make this purchase. (What? I need some time to save the dough)
Wish me luck, or you know donations are welcome too...
On other news. Basketball practice starts on Monday. I'm coaching the middle school girls.
That's right you heard it here first. I'm coaching basketball.... um please pray for us all.
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