Sunday, November 12, 2006
Worn Out
It seems like another day that Izzy just keeps rolling without a nap. I'm just getting worn out. Britty is sick and throwing up. I hope I stay healthy.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
A very busy little girl!
I didn't get a minute to rest today. Izzy was going strong all day long. On top of everything it just seemed like Britty had an attitude all day. I just dealt with everything the best I could and survived. Now I'm going to sleep.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
It's a much better day
I feel more rested and better prepared to deal with whatever happens. I think I just needed some sleep and rest.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
It's my Birthday and my Mom's Birthday
Yes, I was born on my Mother's birthday. It's been chaos at the house today, too much crap and not enough time. I did get a new Digital SLR, Cannon Rebel XTI, and a Photo Printer, an HP 475. Happy Birthday to me.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Nap
Taken from 43 Folders.
A good nap is one of life’s great pleasures, and the ability to nap is the sign of a well-balanced life. When we nap we snatch back control of our day from a mechanized, clock-driven society. We set aside the urgency imposed on us by the external world and get in touch with an internal rhythm that is millions of years old.
A nap distills the sweetness of a whole night’s sleep down to a few minutes. Ideally, it starts on a soft bed, in a dark room, with a warm blanket. At first your mind lingers on what you’ve done that day, and what you still need to do. Then your thoughts start to unravel a little, become less coherent, more dreamlike. You feel your breathing deepen, your body relax. You lose yourself; you’re asleep. After a few minutes you gradually become aware again of the bed, the room. You open your eyes, gather your thoughts, throw off the blankets. You’re a new person.
A good nap is one of life’s great pleasures, and the ability to nap is the sign of a well-balanced life. When we nap we snatch back control of our day from a mechanized, clock-driven society. We set aside the urgency imposed on us by the external world and get in touch with an internal rhythm that is millions of years old.
A nap distills the sweetness of a whole night’s sleep down to a few minutes. Ideally, it starts on a soft bed, in a dark room, with a warm blanket. At first your mind lingers on what you’ve done that day, and what you still need to do. Then your thoughts start to unravel a little, become less coherent, more dreamlike. You feel your breathing deepen, your body relax. You lose yourself; you’re asleep. After a few minutes you gradually become aware again of the bed, the room. You open your eyes, gather your thoughts, throw off the blankets. You’re a new person.
Broken Arm
Debbie slipped and fell this Sabbath morning, Saturday for all you non Seventh Day Adventists
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Debbie, Izzy, my Mom and I
At the Fall Fair at Mesa Grande Seventh Day Adventist Academy on October 29th, 2006.
Izzy and Aubrey Trick or Treating 2006
Today was a great day. Our final court hearing for the adoption was held and Izzy is ours forever. We still need to change her last name and some other stuff, but it's done. She went out for her first Trick or Treating with two of our neighbors girls, Aubrey and Kimmie. I walked along and it was so nice to see my baby having fun. Izzy was Tux, the Linux penguin. She had an Open Source Halloween.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Our new Mini Van, 2007 Honda Odyssey
It is loaded with GPS, DVD, XM Radio, Leather seats, and the list goes on. A really nice van for Debbie to drive. I'll stick with my Toyota Tundra.
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