Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Happy Birthday to a Wonderful Friend, I really hope you are having a special
and very spoiled day!
Rhonda, you are a true joy to know and so very much fun. Your dedication to your family and to God is an inspiration to us all. I pray for a wonderful year filled with unexpected blessings for you all year long and continued favor with God and man.
Sooo, when can we get together? Are you and your Hubby available for dinner this weekend?
I'll Cook...whatever you like.
Love to You,
Monday, August 10, 2009
Tomorrow, Mark and I leave for our Hot and Sunny Honeymoon. This morning, I decided to start getting things together to pack, starting with my passport.
I really am quite an organized person and at least my personal belongings all have a place.
My Passport is kept in either my purse or a special box in my bedroom. It was not in either.
So, I am thinking, "I used it coming back from my cruise in November, and I vaguely recalled using it as ID for a police Check in March, I must have it in my purse". Nope still not there. "OK, I changed purses since the cruise, maybe it is in my winter purse"...hours of searching and re-searching every possible place in my bedroom, 2 calls to Mark, the girls trying to help and console me that I could celebrate my Anniversary with them if I couldn't go...it was nowhere. I stopped for some tea, praying continuously, "Father you know where it is, please show me".
I pulled out furniture, checked Holiday purses, (incase a daughter found it and put it somewhere) and began to really think it had fallen out of my purse....I was getting ILL.
Around 11:30, my Knight came home, (Mark...in case you weren't sure), walked into the bedroom and asked me where I had checked and where I remembered having it last.
As soon as I said I thought I might have used it for ID at the police station, he reached up into my closet and pulled out a purse I had totally forgotten about...my "interim" purse. I needed a new Spring purse and couldn't find what I wanted, so I bought one that would work. A month or so later, I found a purse I loved and switched....ALMOST everything.
I cried I was so relieved and my Knight held me and laughed because I never lose anything and he loses EVERYTHING...a few times a day. I had to lie down I was so emotionally exhausted...you really have no idea how sickening this whole thing was for me.
I must have searched for three hours straight and Mark came in and found it in 5 minutes. (Of course, we know it was because Holy Spirit whispered in his ear...THANK YOU both)
So, I will happily finish my packing, (my passport is already secured in it's zippered pouch in my summer purse), and relax a little more as we head to "Resort at Singer Island" in our much loved, Palm Beach.
PS: Holly, that is Singer as in the sewing machine family.
Karen and Amy, Singer Island is part of Palm Beach right next to the island of Palm Beach where we stayed the first time Mark and I went there. It's a 5 star resort on the ocean and YES, I am spoiled, but you guys know us...it's been a long time coming and we have a lot to be thankful for and have learned the hard way you can never invest too much in each other.
ONE MORE SLEEP....tomorrow night I will fall asleep listening to my beloved ocean, (if it's not too hot).
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Notice the gleaming Tea Kettle anticipating my need for Red
Rose on the Terrace.
Yes I am spoiled....but what a wonderful way to spend our 20th Anniversary!
With all this water surrounding us, who cares that it feels like 40+ all day.
Thank You Hubby....
It's "US" time!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Today, both of my girls finished 8 days of swimming lessons. Although Maria was a good swimmer going into the lessons, she LOVED it. She moved ahead 2 levels and as she told us...learned to "shred" water for over 10 minutes. (She is even more talented than I imagined! LOL).
Jianna started out afraid to even get part of her face in the water and ended the week, swimming in the deep end, doing her glides and strokes without goggles and jumping off the diving board.
This was huge, and the first day she did it, I started to tell her daddy in her presence.
I was told I could not tell him....well, at least not in front of her. When we asked her why she said "I don't want you to be too proud"...."I want you to be less proud of me".
Yeah, ummm, sorry little girl, that is NEVER going to happen!
(this child is a never ending well of blogging stories, she doesn't know I am writing this, and just brought me out the following note).
"I never want to do swimming lessons ever again. Emma, (her instructor) is the only one I trust and since Emma is going to be in university for like 6 years I will be 13"
....Oh MY! She just came out again, and burst into tears and told me she was SERIOUS about the note and that she really liked Emma and she NEVER wanted to replace her...
My girl falls hard, when she likes you, she REALLY likes you.