Yes I Do React With Pleasure and Delight to Marital Congress.

Apparently I am more Snow White-like than I like to give myself credit for. And even tho I don't care for mornings I would have done well in the 1930's.

79 As a 1930s wife, I am Very Superior Take the test!

I think maybe I should take it as the husband and see how I do.


In other news: Yes I seem to be on a meme kick lately, but this one made me laugh when I saw it over at Taffi's One More Thing To Do. I promise, someday, I will update my links to show the blogs I do still visit regularly, even if just as a lurker.

I am doing something terrifying and exciting with my kid's schooling this year. I promise an update soon on that, when I can fully wrap my mind around just how crazy I am.

My poor son gets migraines. It rained tonight, which means he and I were both scrambling for the bottle of advil. Only, he was smart enough to head to bed after taking it. When will I learn? Well, since I spent the day reading the newest Stephenie Meyer's book I can forgive myself. A day of that sort of indulgence is never a waste!

Me? A Princess? Who'd of Thunk it!

As a little girl, I loved Cinderella. Her rags to richest story complete with escape from tyranny appealed to me like no other fairy tale. In first grade, there was a book of the Disney film on the shelf. I would hurry through my school work, so that I would have free time to stare longingly at that book. Her beautiful dress, her grace, her magical fairy godmother and best of all her prince.

I grew up, got married, and don't find myself living in the palace. I am up way past midnight way too often and probably turned back into a pumpkin long ago.

Thank goodness when I went and took the princess quiz..I found out I never was supposed to be Cinderella anyway. No no no no, for some reason, I'm the naive and gullible:


You Are Snow White!

Pure and trusting. You are a gentle soul who can get along with just about anyone. Everyone you meet instantly falls in love with you. How can they resist? You have a pure, lovable nature that's irresistable. Just don't trust everyone who comes across your path.

Which Disney Princess Are You?

While I may tend to get along with people around me...I just don't see myself as this little wuss of a girl.


In other news. . .

My father-in-law passed away last Friday. His funeral is this coming Friday. I will need all my superhero, princess powers through this one. Please, pray for my children if you are the praying type. Send them well wishes if not. This would be a good time for fairy godmother to show up and pass out the tissues.

Independence and Other Things to Be Grateful For!

Happy Independence Day!
I IM'ed a friend in England today and said, Happy Big Loss Day! He didn't quite get it at first. Is my humor really that bad? Maybe you shouldn't answer that.

Good News! My father-in-law woke up! After the neurologist said he'd likely never wake even. So, we went from planning funeral to trying to take care of him again. This is still very difficult and he is still in intensive care. He is still on dialysis, respirator, antibiotics for staph infection and they think he probably suffered a stroke. He is a fighter tho and is not giving up yet. There is hope again and sometimes that is all you can ask for.

In other news! My dear sweet sister, Sharla, guess my question several posts ago. My license plate says: OSHEE. :) There is a story to my name, which I have never shared because it relates to my real first name. Sometime soon, I might just have to tell the story. But, it's been a real nickname for me since I was 15. (Over half my lifetime wow!)
Here is a picture of my new license plate!



The summer continues now with swimming in full force! Swim meets and dive meets every week and practice four times a week. Movies on fridays fill out our week. Everyone in my home is healthy again and things are over all improving. I have much to be grateful for in addition to being born and getting to live in this remarkable country.

What Title Could I Possibly Give This One?

Six and a half years ago, my father had a massive heart attack and died 48 hours later. I have talked in the past about that loss. It is a moment that never fades in my memory. It is a heartache that not only have I continued to work through but I have seen my children discuss and feel the loss of grandpa over they years.

Now, my father-in-law, my children's other grandpa is dying. He has been very ill and in an ICU unit for a couple weeks. Things have progressed poorly and he continues to get worse and need more and more intervention to stay alive. Today the news from the neurologist was not good. So, he is going to be moved to hospice care complete with his ventilator, dialysis needs, brain swelling and sepsis.

There have been positive, hopeful moments through this and we have done our best to keep the kids guardedly informed about Grandpa's condition. Now, it is time to prepare them for his death. Help them say their goodbyes. We didn't have the opportunity for them to say that same goodbye before my father died. I am hoping it will be a positive experience for them in the long run. Still, I am worried for them. I ache for their loss in this.

My father-in-law is a wonderful man. This is commonly said about the dead or dying but truly this man has the heart of an angel. He has a love that encompasses all who have need of him, all he crosses paths with and a love for his family that would bring tears to his eyes in the happy and sad moments. I have often told my husband how very grateful I am that he was raised by such a remarkable man. After my father died, I too leaned on my father-in-law's big shoulders for support. He has in every way been a father to me for the past 13+ years.

If you are the praying sort, or the positive thinking energy sort..please consider adding my children into your prayers tonight. We have a journey to complete with a special man very soon and I so hate saying goodbye.

There Be Idiots Among Us!

The other day as I was driving to pick my kids up from swim team practice I saw a man riding a motorcycle. You might think what what a smart man to cut his gasoline costs by riding a motorcycle. Only, he was riding it funny. It was the style of motorcycle one has to basically press their chest to in order to hold the grips to drive. Like this:



only it was yellow...
Anyway, this man was driving it one handed, tilted up so he was almost sitting skewed upright. It was a rather odd sight. And then I saw why the man was riding the motorcycle so strangely. He had one of these between his fingers.


And I thought to myself, 'While riding that style of motorcycle on a busy city street, is it really the best time for a smoke break?'


I was then overjoyed to see him cut through a parking lot to skip the red light at the corner. All one handed, he turned onto the next busy street. Woot!

This has been my version of those deserving Darwin awards. I do hope he hasn't procreated.