Saturday, February 21, 2009

Traveling pics

Yay for Saturday nights.

Finally. Feb. 21 is here!! I have a big party tonight at Nocturnal. Let's hope we can pack this place out. I'll be taking pictures tonight. I'll post them when I upload. Things are going great here. Got an ok job (hey!! it's a job and I'm glad I have one. ) and I started working out again. I'll be turning 29 in two months and I swore to myself I will not be overweight. I'm doing cardio and using a kettlebell. Google it if you don't know what it is. They are awesome and I love it.

I won't be able to come to Belize in April due to my job. :-( I'm very upset about this but, what can a girl do? I miss mom terribly. <3

Graflin and I decided to build shelves and make our pantry bigger. We also decided to plant a garden together as soon as the weather warms up. I think this will be fun and a learning / bonding time as well.

Miss everyone and hope all is well with others.


Sunday, February 8, 2009

I love it!!

Jenny, what were we doing here? ha!!
Kevin, you're busted!! love you.

I love my little man.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

R.I.P. Betty // 04.06.35 - 02.04.09

I remember as a child with my lil brother, David, how excited and anxious I got when we left Nebraska to drive to our hometown, Boone, IA. We had much fun visiting Uncle Jerry, all our cousins, and Aunt Betty. I remember her little bitty house, the room with all her dolls in it. awesome!! I would just stare at the dolls wanting to play with them something fierce knowing I couldn't because they were for show only. I never understood at the time why I could only look but not touch the flawless dolls. I always thought, why not play with dolls? What's the use of having dolls if you can't touch or love on them? Just one of Betty's memoriable rules.

I loved how David, Travis, and I would walk to the parks and play for hours. We would play until the sun would set. Rushing to get home I could almost smell Betty's cooking and hear my family's laugh. After we would come inside I remember hearing Betty say "Go wash your hands and come eat." Meatloaf!! My favorite. Betty could cook. She lived for it. She was the one who would plan and cook every meal when we would visit. She was the rock on my dad's side. My favorite.

Great memories I never will forget. Many more too. I'll see and remember those in my dreams to come.