So get ready for it...I will be posting this little angel alot....She is still my Chloe..and no that is not her name!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Our new Baby J.....
Today Erica (one of my bestest friends) had a big corn fed fat little baby girl. She is a whopping 9 pounds and 9 oz and 21 1/2 in long....and a head full of hair. She is just perfect. Erica did so so good. She got a little sick after the c-section...and hurting of course..but she did great. Everyone was betting on how much she was going to weigh. I just said I'm not sure but she is going to be big..and she is. Her daddy is always pulling my leg and lying to me just to aggravate..because that is how he is...so he came out of the room and I asked him how much she weighed..he said "9 pounds 9oz." I told him to shut up and tell me the truth. I did not believe him! And he was telling the truth this time. I could not believe it.Big Brother Luke did a wonderful job too. He was such a good boy..nervous...but really good! She is so beautiful and I can't wait to just sit and hold her to check her out..and tell her stories about her Mommy and her Aunt Menca.
So get ready for it...I will be posting this little angel alot....She is still my Chloe..and no that is not her name!
So get ready for it...I will be posting this little angel alot....She is still my Chloe..and no that is not her name!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
He is loving baseball....or any other sport for that matter!
This boy found his bat and ball and kept yelling "lets play daddy!" So Samuel and Daddy head out to the front yard to play baseball. Of course at this time of the day my son refuses to take of his PJ's...and he gets attached to certain items of clothing and you can forget taking them away from him...hence the pajama bottoms that are too small..and his Lightening McQueen underwear are sticking out in the picture below. Ohh well some battles are just not worth worrying about....if he is happy..I'm Happy! Daddy and Samuel played ball for a good while and he was pooped out when he came back in the house. My boy is a lefty....he may have future in this sport. Ya never know!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
My morning view (from my front porch)
On a good day...I will have time to sit out on my front porch in my robe and get to drink a cup of coffee. I did that today with my husband actually. But I have not done it since I took these shots. Every once in awhile I get to see a beautiful sunrise and get pictures of it. That is my new coffee mug from Ron Jon's Surf Shop.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Our Bridal Shoot
Today Noni and I had a bridal shoot. I wasn't looking forward to it because this week had been rough and I was not really in the mood..but....things worked out....I'm out of my funk..I picked Noni up and away we went. We had a blast. Even though it was hot as hell and the wind was making the bride's veil go crazy..it was still great. We had a great location to work with. The wedding will be a the same place next weekend. I'm not going to post pics of the bride because there is no telling who might be checking out my blog..I don't want to ruin the surprise...so I will post them after next Saturday. We have rehearsal Friday at 5pm..then we have to be at the house to take pictures at noon on Saturday and the wedding is at 4:30 pm.....Whew! this is going to be crazy and fun......
So True......
A friend sent me this poem this morning......
Maybe we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
Maybe when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't even see the new one which has been opened for us.
Maybe it is true that we don't know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing until it arrives.
Maybe the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.
Maybe the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; after all, you can't go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes, failures, and heartaches.
Maybe you should dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of, and want to do.
Maybe there are moments in life when you miss someone - a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child, your girlfriend/boyfriend -- -- so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real, so that once they are around you appreciate them more.
Maybe the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
Maybe you should always try to put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the other person, too.
Maybe you should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply to leave them alone.
Maybe giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart; but if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours.
Maybe happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives.
Maybe you shouldn't go for looks; they can deceive; don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one who makes your heart smile.
Maybe you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy.
Maybe . . you should try to live your life to the fullest because when you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling, but when you die, you can be the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Maybe we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
Maybe when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't even see the new one which has been opened for us.
Maybe it is true that we don't know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing until it arrives.
Maybe the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.
Maybe the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; after all, you can't go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes, failures, and heartaches.
Maybe you should dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of, and want to do.
Maybe there are moments in life when you miss someone - a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child, your girlfriend/boyfriend -- -- so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real, so that once they are around you appreciate them more.
Maybe the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
Maybe you should always try to put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the other person, too.
Maybe you should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply to leave them alone.
Maybe giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart; but if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours.
Maybe happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives.
Maybe you shouldn't go for looks; they can deceive; don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one who makes your heart smile.
Maybe you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy.
Maybe . . you should try to live your life to the fullest because when you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling, but when you die, you can be the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Dear Mr. President.....
Bush Sucks....but that is just my opinion.....
I love this song!!!!
"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
I love this song!!!!
"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
Lessons Learned
"And all the things that break you, Are all the things that make you strong, You can't change the past,Cause it's gone, And you just gotta move on, Because it's all, Lessons learned." That is what I had forgotten........
My motto was "What does not kill you makes you stronger." I am stronger than what I have been. I don't ever again need or want to be the person I have been the past 6 months. It has went on for far to long. I suppose the vaseline is coming off of the lens and its about time. What was I thinking? It's time to take control and be the woman I know I am and have always been. Find the woman inside that I can be proud of again....
This video is not good...but you can hear the music...so it works..Thanks for reading my blog...I promise from now on I will be sane!
"Lessons Learned"
There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some bitter endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it don't really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.
There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should've taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.
And all the things that break you,
Are all the things that make you strong,
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone,
And you just gotta move on,
Because it's all,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Lessons learned.
My motto was "What does not kill you makes you stronger." I am stronger than what I have been. I don't ever again need or want to be the person I have been the past 6 months. It has went on for far to long. I suppose the vaseline is coming off of the lens and its about time. What was I thinking? It's time to take control and be the woman I know I am and have always been. Find the woman inside that I can be proud of again....
This video is not good...but you can hear the music...so it works..Thanks for reading my blog...I promise from now on I will be sane!
"Lessons Learned"
There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some bitter endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it don't really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.
There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should've taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.
And all the things that break you,
Are all the things that make you strong,
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone,
And you just gotta move on,
Because it's all,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Lessons learned.
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