No Resting Here.

I wrote about my Aunt Jessie turning 100 years old in this post. She went to heaven last Sunday. She was 101 and very close to 102. Yes, our family is saddened, but we also celebrate her long and colorful life.

I was privileged to spend time with her and her family as a teenager. I learned a lot from her in that short time. She always went forward in her life. I do believe she never looked back. That is something I am striving to do at this point in my life. No, I am doing at this point in my life.

Thank you Aunt Jessie for setting the bar high. Thank you for giving to others. Thank you for spending time with a slightly incorrigible teenager all those years ago.

I will not say rest in peace because some how I think you will be to busy to rest.

Heaven just got luckier.

The New Edition.

We have a new member of our family. He came suddenly and unexpectedly. He is so cute and so tiny. He has sweet eyes and shiny, black hair. No, nobody had a new baby. That is human baby.

We have a new puppy! I give you Jasper. A six week old Boston Terrier Daschund mix

No mom, Jasper is not mine. He belongs to Cinderella, Tango, Butterfly, and D.D.

He is not very big. I think it might take some time before he can get on the couch.

It was Butterfly’s idea to put him in a dog purse. Hopefully he is comfortable with his alpha self. You have to be when you are stuck in a pink purse.

We might just have to start calling her Paris.

I went to babysit and um, puppysit. Everything was going well until I went to fix some dinner and all of a sudden we smelled…you guessed it. POOP! Butterfly and I found D.D. literally standing in the biggest pile of poop that I have ever seen come out of a puppy! D.D. apparently decided to pick up  a fist full of poop so we had to rush him off the bathroom and get that crap off him. All the while Butterfly was laughing and told me in the years to come we would continue to laugh about this incident. Really?

Here is the little poopster.

The Poopster getting a bath. We all know why.

He also enjoyed some time in the puppy bed. Something tells me D.D and Jasper to will grow up close buds.

Sweet portrait. Everyone poop free.

At the end of the night everyone was tucked in and sleeping peacefully.

Jasper included.

Successful babysitting and puppysitting adventure.

Cinderella’s Etsy Shop.

My daughter, Cinderella has opened her very own Etsy Shop. She is a most talented baker, crafter, and a great mom. She made some awesomely cute headbands, placemats, and fabric flower arrangements. She is also former army and created an American Flag placemat.

Please check out her wonderful creations and let me know what you plan to buy. Feel free to link to this post and help this stay-at-home mom get her personal business off the ground.

Young Talent.

I am living with a family that includes three children, Little Miss Thang, Little Angel, and Mini Batman. I let them pick their own bloggie names. I had to veto a few in the beginning because hey, we need to keep it on the up and up here.

Little Miss Thang did a powerpoint presentation of a poem she wrote for a school project. If you came from the West Coast, you will relate to this. I did.

Click on the link and view the slideshow.

My New Digs.

Me and Lucie my big, red dog are now living amoung super heroes, cars and trucks. We have moved into the youngest K’s family room and currently reside in a bunk bed.

I am grateful to be taken in by this family. I am grateful for all the help I received from my family and friends during this big move and new life. You people, family and friends (and you know who you are) will never know how much this means to me.

So here is a bit of a look.

Spider-man, Spider-man, does whatever a spider can…

Nothing like Cars and the San Diego Cheerleader Girls. Ah, boys.

Trust me, she will be hogging the bed in no time.

More Superheroes.

At least I am in good hands.

WHAM! BAM! POW!!

Sorry, could help myself.

A Butterfly Life.

I helped with a school project chronicling the life of a butterfly. One of the K family’s children made a poster board of how the butterfly changes from an egg to a chrysalis and finally to a butterfly. It was fun and the end result was so cute.

We worked with foam cut outs from the local craft store.

Here is the caterpillar.

One of many butterflies.

It was not long before butterflies filled the table.

The end result.

I give you the sweet art director.

We are awaiting a grade for this project. I am sure we will not be disappointed.

Good job everyone!

BTW, I am quite partial to Butterflies!

Hardlines.

Sometimes you just have to take a road that is painful. You must make decisions you do not want to make. Life is just that way.

My children and I have done just that. We are united and willing to face the outcome that may not be as we would like. We truly hope for the best, no matter what some may think.

Compassion, caring, and help are wonderful. Hurtfullness, hate, and abuse are not.

My family will stand together. This is what they were taught. The love will never be gone.

Lord be with us and make us strong.

You Can Always Find Some Beauty.

Since my move I struggle with keeping my chin up and a positive attitude. I know I should not, but it is what it is. I always go back to faith because I know that what I can not handle will be handled for me. I am so blessed with such a wonderful network of family and friends that will not let me fall.

Still, my heart aches. I pray for healing for some family members. I do not have power. Only faith and prayer.

I took a few photos of roses on Easter. Flowers are beauty.

They reminded me of the beauty of Easter. That and the kids, candy, eggs, bunny cakes, little boys in suits….

Big Smile.

This is my youngest grandchild D.D. He is such a happy go lucky guy. We have taken to playing peek-a-boo. He hides. I hide. Laughter abounds.

Even upside down. Big smile.

I Made It.

The move went off with out a hitch. Except for one thing. The air conditioning went out just as I was pulling out of town. All I can say is thank the Lord it is not July. Considering I moved from near Hell to true Hell I am thankful.

Hope I won’t be sent there for that remark. You have to experience to know what I mean.

Lucie my, big red dog was a model passenger. This was her first road trip and she handled it like a pro. The first day she had to dance around the two cats, Smokey and Chloe. Lucie seems to be a bit protective over her bowls and bed. She may be willing to put up with a little hissing and howling, but no one is eating from the Queen’s bowls or sleeping on Her Majesty’s bed. Yea, no.

Now, two days after the move only one cat is still howling (yep, Chloe). Lucie and Smokey managed to pass each other on the stairs without incidence. I think we will all evolve into on big happy family.

Either that or there will be one big cat fight.