Boring rambling

I really don't have anything special to say. Probably nothing interesting either. But I feel the need to blog, which I do so often, as you can tell from my past blogging. Ha ha.

So, today I took the kids to have their pictures taken. Why do I always think this is a good idea? Though, I did it because a lady from my hometown is taking photography classes and needed practice -any she was possibly doing an assignment too - I'm not sure. But it was inexpensive and I was happy to be able to help her.

My kids, on the other hand, weren't too happy to help out. #1 son wanted his hair brushed a certain way, and the longer it was like that, the more he looked like Alphalpha. So he wasn't too happy. The Princess had to have hers brushed and was told she couldn't wear makeup for pics (no bright blue eyeshadow to go with her pretty mauve Christmas dress). She tried to spend the whole time coloring - but we did get a few pics of her. #2 son was mad because he wanted to stay at Aunt B's house. But he got over it and shared his goofy smile with us the whole time we were there.

I can't wait to get them back - I hope that the photographers editing is good though, there were a few issues. Like, when #1 son and I had a pic taken together, it looked really nice, until we noticed a few little fingers and a yellow car driving up #1 sons back. Oh well.

And right now, my wonderful hubby is gone, to a pool tournament at a casino - bad combination, LOL - so I'm trying to keep my eyes open long enough to enjoy the quiet.

I hope I didn't bore all of you too much.

Night!

Grandmas, Friends and Memories

Well, it's been a complicated week here in the castle. My Gma, who is usually such a fiesty little thing, is in the hospital for the 2nd time in a month. First she had a knee replaced (I hope she bought the extended warranty on this one), then evidently the dr cut the bone a little too far and she broke her leg. I haven't seen her yet, but between the two of us, we can think up a good story for the break - sex on skis, something along that line. Suggestions are welcome.

Friends and cancer are not two words you want to hear together. One friend of mine, who has overcome breast cancer once, has now found that she has it in her bones - though, thankfully, it is not in her brain. Now she is ported and hopeing to go to Chicago for treatments. Many prayers for Annie and Jack!! Also, we just found out another family friend has been diagnosed with prostate cancer. This friend doesn't want anyone to know about it, so no names will be disclosed - and regardless of the families feelings on the subject, I will be praying.

Memories - oh the memories. My dad was a huge horse lover. My very own first horse was a black and white, tall horse, I named Dice. I rode her for many years, and she was passed down the line of sisters, until we were all done and my dad took over riding her. I have so many wonderful memories of her and Dad, and a few painful memories (it hurts when a horse steps on you foot!). I just found out that the family that was keeping her for us, had to put her down last week. She had fallen and couldn't get up (sorry, no matter how sad i am, this gives me a giggle). I just wish they had called us, so we could have come and said goodbye. It's like losing a part of my dad all over again. They were nice enough to save a clipping of her mane, which we will take and put on dad's grave.

Well, I'm wrote out. Thanks for reading!