I certainly hope that all who come here and read our blog, all my family and everyone else has a fantastic new year! May all be blessed with kindness in their hearts and always pass that on to others.
I know, it's a bit dull... but it's what I feel.

I am fulfilled! I love my life, my hubby, my kids, my grandkids! I really enjoy my job. I wished I had been working here longer. I hope to work here until I no longer must work… and dang, that is longer than I want it to be.

We have a foster child, she is not like the 3 babies we had for a few weeks in November. She is 12. It has been an adjustment. To have been set in our ways somewhat, then to allow another into the privacy of ones home, it takes some getting used to. We have been fortunate that the children that have been placed with us are children in need of some love and understanding and have not had severe abuse. We shall continue to do what we can for children in need and I hope to have a little baby foster child again soon.

Have you ever made the mistake of your life, felt so bad you couldn’t even look another person in the eye, you absolutely wished you could just melt away and become nothing. Well, I did …. But he comforted me and told me all will be ok even with the stupidity of what I did. I cannot say how much my heart feels so good today. He is my life, my love, my dearest friend and I am so happy to know that he wants me for his life, his love, his dearest friend forever.

Every person in the world should be able to have a love as this! I do and I am so blessed in my life, with him… and with all my wonderful children!!

We went to the grocery store a while back to pick up stuff for a weekend of one of the boys, K, and his girlfriend visiting from California and because we needed just a few other things. It wasn’t too bad, out the door with only $150 spent. Makes me remember the days when the kids were small, we would spend over $1100 on groceries each month. And after only a few days the kids would complain that there was nothing to eat. We used to go through 2 gallons of milk a day. Every recipe there was I would have to double or triple it and quite often I would make hamburger helper without the hamburger to save a little money. I was not a good cook, but we didn’t starve! Unless you asked one of the kids anyway. HA!

We raised the kids in first a 3 bedroom home (which was lost to a fire and we were only renting (more in another blog about this), then a 2^nd 3 bedroom home one block from the previous home, then a huge 5 bedroom home (just in the next tract from the previous house), all only 3 miles from the beach. I loved taking the kids to the beach, before they put a cost to being able to go there, unless I drove up the coast, parked about 3 blocks out and walked down the side of a sand filled hill to get there.

So, we would plant our blankets, our shade, the towels and our bags of toys and settle in for a day of fun. FUN I say! I start my routine…. counting…1,2,3,4,5,6. ok, I see them all. I spread out the toys…. 1,2,3,4,5,6.. ok, I see them all. I grab the baby strength SPF60 sun screen and yell at each kid to get them gathered and slathered. Then off they go toward the water. 1,2,3,4,5,6.. ok I see them all. I watch the 2 oldest as they venture further out than I want them to go. But I let them. Again 1,2,3,4,5,6. ok I see them all. And to think I made it through an hour of fun by then. By the end of my day, I am reminded how much the kids loved doing this by listening to their conversations about bragging rights of what they all got to do. Back home, I spray them off outside and they hurry in, change and are into the living room to watch tv. I spend the next hour emptying up the family vehicle of wet towels and all, then broom out what sand I can.

I would not be surprised if my husband would ask me the next day about what I was “counting” in my sleep. Haha!

I would not trade those days for anything.

When I started this blog, I had only read a few others’s blogs and decided this would be a fun thing to do for my husband and I. No one knows ya, and one can rant, rave, plot, cry, brag, be composed, be logical or not, confused and shamelessly spew whatever you want, even in a very unwomanly manner and get away with it. I find it a nice release. Only thing that I find a challenge to me is coming up with witty titles to my blogs. Why do I care? I suppose because I want to grow and use my brain.

I am not the most exciting of characters there are in this world, so through this blog I get to play with using my brain and in so doing, I open up my vulnerability. And if all else fails, I may have to steal from another…..Yeehaw!

This is something I wrote a while back and am just now getting to post it here.