tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252368302024-03-06T23:04:05.052-08:00life worth livingRochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.comBlogger625125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-73779405248082405892010-02-26T07:13:00.000-08:002010-02-26T07:18:02.663-08:00happy friday morning<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSJ9CHQ7Wg0Dv-qpgjNep_n2g3N9ShRzPwQH-Rg0BmG2nJZr1AE4gqgsHwGWiBAD0_8JfHgmup_XC6x2tgg85utMTJBTP6ZPkc-GHv0vMO5raiISzTmZ3W2ESlFwoKn-L43I5aw/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSJ9CHQ7Wg0Dv-qpgjNep_n2g3N9ShRzPwQH-Rg0BmG2nJZr1AE4gqgsHwGWiBAD0_8JfHgmup_XC6x2tgg85utMTJBTP6ZPkc-GHv0vMO5raiISzTmZ3W2ESlFwoKn-L43I5aw/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442571535832520546" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(i love you)<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">this beautiful message was written by my youngest several years ago....but on a wet, rainy, blustery friday morning, it makes my heart happy.<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-31150197690137409012010-02-26T07:10:00.000-08:002010-02-26T07:13:00.830-08:00She is moving back home<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4FtRQi1UY1fReYs428o9fe0G_u798b_cHImNoHVRBXQTPhZzYyoO8IBiErSCGabccXw5kWYr0g9eFNo4-I71wcjMTRzYulE4L1jPUFGG46Vzu6EkxuDEtE_k-RJrUVt413BjHw/s1600-h/camera+pix+033.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4FtRQi1UY1fReYs428o9fe0G_u798b_cHImNoHVRBXQTPhZzYyoO8IBiErSCGabccXw5kWYr0g9eFNo4-I71wcjMTRzYulE4L1jPUFGG46Vzu6EkxuDEtE_k-RJrUVt413BjHw/s400/camera+pix+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442570039796612770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />after several years of flight.........in her newly acquired home state of colorado........my friend is moving back to oregon. as i write this, she is packing her belongings and her cute new pooch Jack Bauer and getting ready to take a road trip back to us. her friends, her family, her home church. we have missed you debbie..........glad that you are coming home!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-47684852909888409492010-02-23T19:17:00.000-08:002010-02-23T19:33:09.502-08:00bushy<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCL0xbySxLrhE7Mujl8h9Sd46ElLk-pWAWtpEbl42kyL1pdAloWWU90-dQ8-ekmkyvPPdbyoQMNKVIHRLNobLPYUI3q2P7aPyPtXUTXKie8V6pPUGp2fmaeBh4oVA4pqnpaCS_Q/s1600-h/large+eyebrows.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCL0xbySxLrhE7Mujl8h9Sd46ElLk-pWAWtpEbl42kyL1pdAloWWU90-dQ8-ekmkyvPPdbyoQMNKVIHRLNobLPYUI3q2P7aPyPtXUTXKie8V6pPUGp2fmaeBh4oVA4pqnpaCS_Q/s400/large+eyebrows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441643941994905298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />so you may or may not know that i turned 40 in january........i know, save the over the hill comments. i remember when my dad turned forty, i thought it was so old! now here i am.<br /><br />so some interesting things about turning the big 4-0...........the week of my birthday i had night sweats. really truly. i had to wash my sheets a couple of times that week from all the sweat. remember what it is like those first few weeks after you have had a baby and all the meds are coming out of your body and you have nights sweats. anybody, anybody???? well that is what it was like! at first i did not think anything about it, but then i started having mini hot flashes at work. i would get all red and hot and my hands would swell up! YUCK!!!!<br /><br />But the ultimate grossness..........the other day i was getting ready for work, putting on my eye shadow when this thing....this huge ugly white hair was protruding from my right eyebrow!!!! what the heck???? I am way too young for that! i immediately plucked that huge ugly white hair from my eyebrow and started searching for others.......thank goodness there was only one!<br /><br />40 is to young for bushy eyebrows......that is reserved for grumpy old men who have nose hair and ear hair and bushy eyebrows! and if you remember this post from last year<span style="font-weight: bold;"> <a href="http://lifeworthliving-rochelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-getting-old.html">( on getting old) </a></span>i was worried that i was going to lose my eyebrows. what a difference a year and less estrogen will do.<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-18013602989803769152010-02-23T06:13:00.000-08:002010-02-23T06:40:44.193-08:00February In Review<div style="text-align: center;"><br /> February is always kind of a hectic month for us, with basketball season in full swing and the winter doldrums and cold weather cabin fever at a high! We celebrate my dad's birthday at the beginning of the month and we had my niece over to stay the night. It has been a great month of enjoying our family and watching the olympics this year! we have cheered and stayed up late and watched america win gold, silver and bronze! both of the kids are totally into it this year, which is fun. they are anxious for the summer olympics to arrive!<br /><br />oh.......and here a couple of pix to have fun with too!<br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><br />the girls found dress up clothes. the dress sydnie is wearing was my old freshman winter formal dress. yep, my mom cannot bear to get rid of them. </span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhimd9S9JDWD_kt0r-28Ek-udhRidd1XT-lR3D3DAHo9LimEirk1SP7N2CcupAIwG-AcR0ITLQI_rwO7AjYqMK76VdXMYf5-FIbkQdAf1jiluZRhRmDHEmKYcd0d9nA4fxYxqkPQ/s1600-h/dad's+birthday_2010+02+02_5852.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhimd9S9JDWD_kt0r-28Ek-udhRidd1XT-lR3D3DAHo9LimEirk1SP7N2CcupAIwG-AcR0ITLQI_rwO7AjYqMK76VdXMYf5-FIbkQdAf1jiluZRhRmDHEmKYcd0d9nA4fxYxqkPQ/s400/dad's+birthday_2010+02+02_5852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441444131310053858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">noah did not want to wear a prom dress, so he opted for the work wear.<br />my old mcdonald's hat. yep, i worked there for a summer<br />and my old fred meyer smock. yep, i used the word smock!<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGBGxVWfHWSUxI1eYPynVIjByJm5pySBEXimVYblO5X6pqrhNF8PpRfME1EHHDQBXx1XAa5fFp_gkQNYRWFyXeyyhapEczkvlxjOgQpsT4IsZvENlzG67oCQSdvD3FcENNKvVWg/s1600-h/dad's+birthday_2010+02+02_5845.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGBGxVWfHWSUxI1eYPynVIjByJm5pySBEXimVYblO5X6pqrhNF8PpRfME1EHHDQBXx1XAa5fFp_gkQNYRWFyXeyyhapEczkvlxjOgQpsT4IsZvENlzG67oCQSdvD3FcENNKvVWg/s400/dad's+birthday_2010+02+02_5845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441444387400228066" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">aren't they too cute! </span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT7Ws_WAHddlGLJ_ZZvdNps5zqpuzxzOmwymIGrKYKfSA8srKveM_tck9jAQe2CWeYtGFMxpzI3_0fVCGyrlLSxwcoDQoP0YAIBDb0ME-nkiGEpvuwl-yXaJYZPd6m8os7q2BW8w/s1600-h/dad's+birthday_2010+02+02_5849.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT7Ws_WAHddlGLJ_ZZvdNps5zqpuzxzOmwymIGrKYKfSA8srKveM_tck9jAQe2CWeYtGFMxpzI3_0fVCGyrlLSxwcoDQoP0YAIBDb0ME-nkiGEpvuwl-yXaJYZPd6m8os7q2BW8w/s400/dad's+birthday_2010+02+02_5849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441444046658821810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">oh wait..........i was wrong........<br />introducing...............noah, the fairy godmother!<br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9L_FMohrxVav2-1U78ppQjWTt6zJQfiDhDyd0IVkCYY0xbCnaCUxX6hAmM3d4woXXRJ9C40WHea9A2oZL86DTbwbvyXKA4IujELIVT1iI3w0bvAostxE9Da9aXZez1oDcBVz1Aw/s1600-h/fairy+noah.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9L_FMohrxVav2-1U78ppQjWTt6zJQfiDhDyd0IVkCYY0xbCnaCUxX6hAmM3d4woXXRJ9C40WHea9A2oZL86DTbwbvyXKA4IujELIVT1iI3w0bvAostxE9Da9aXZez1oDcBVz1Aw/s400/fairy+noah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441444500478795522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">noah had to give a speech for class........what would you do if you were president!<br />we created a campaign poster and he delivered his speech with a thumbs up<br />at the end! i am fairly certain he laughed through the whole thing!</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4Lc8btpW8Ban8voAAIGrVn4SuprNVERceIeyjfWuohE22hoI5HwTmCcQAUbtvAG3igR3ferXivIcGOtmajgzcnVUK1VpK_lDT5HWhlN6lQTFmwU72GO2Gi1j5QjiB_aOFalTtg/s1600-h/Noah.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4Lc8btpW8Ban8voAAIGrVn4SuprNVERceIeyjfWuohE22hoI5HwTmCcQAUbtvAG3igR3ferXivIcGOtmajgzcnVUK1VpK_lDT5HWhlN6lQTFmwU72GO2Gi1j5QjiB_aOFalTtg/s400/Noah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441443929013503602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sydnie's upward team had their year end party!<br />we painted big J's on the girls faces to celebrate the end of a great year!<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3aslTdtud5qXrJ-F2IwyAXaRiyKY5zbDJHbFgA4_adKa8IOolTCh_dHHazy5bvlHyL24ZvThphVHDtiPrA2h1jsa_B5m-ggF1K3ylf_AtCKDsQLa5toouZu2325pNKePsNC1D9A/s1600-h/upward+game+7_2010+02+21_5976.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3aslTdtud5qXrJ-F2IwyAXaRiyKY5zbDJHbFgA4_adKa8IOolTCh_dHHazy5bvlHyL24ZvThphVHDtiPrA2h1jsa_B5m-ggF1K3ylf_AtCKDsQLa5toouZu2325pNKePsNC1D9A/s400/upward+game+7_2010+02+21_5976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441443597272522162" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">celebratory cupcakes.....provided by sydnie!<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh127ZcBWBFWi0GBCyMUcfQLrpVS5haEkBWVpTah0VJT-H1WO6EvUBH0GUTjYt-45LhQiLPCAF2kycQtJWGCF_OYthx3a0pE1E1YXLXlsftZm_uoMTgbwqFciSrUGY9FYRuI0A6-g/s1600-h/upward+game+7_2010+02+21_5978.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh127ZcBWBFWi0GBCyMUcfQLrpVS5haEkBWVpTah0VJT-H1WO6EvUBH0GUTjYt-45LhQiLPCAF2kycQtJWGCF_OYthx3a0pE1E1YXLXlsftZm_uoMTgbwqFciSrUGY9FYRuI0A6-g/s400/upward+game+7_2010+02+21_5978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441442989673993474" border="0" /></a>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-20973269466131762152010-01-29T19:05:00.000-08:002010-01-29T19:12:18.612-08:00Interestingso i had seen this article posted by a friend on facebook. i bookmarked it. i finally read it.<br /><br />http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2010/january/12.22.html?sms_ss=facebook&start=1<br /><br />interesting concepts in there. all too true that we set our parenting to forumulas given to us by child experts. do we parent by faith? we are judged and we judge others by their parenting skills and how there children are behaving. a couple of key points that spoke to my heart.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"We must proceed, then, on our knees first, beggars before the throne, if we are to parent well."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Parenting, like all tasks under the sun, is intended as an endeavor of love, risk, perseverance, and, above all, faith."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"It is faith rather than formula, grace rather than guarantees, steadfastness rather than success that bridges the gap between our own parenting efforts, and what, by God's grace, our children grow up to become."</span><br /><br /><br />enjoy it if you read it. interested to see what others think about it.Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-84733019804199578962010-01-28T06:44:00.000-08:002010-01-28T07:08:34.286-08:00musings on a thursday morning.....i am not sure where to start with this post. the thoughts keep rattling around in my head. so as i write bear with me, it might get messy.<br /><br />in our society we have parents of many different attitudes. i came from the thought of protect my children, be the best mom i can be and be my child's advocate! when i was a SAHM i never gave two thoughts to this type of attitude. it was what i did. i was a mom! (i still am by the way)<br /><br />along that road i ran into some different attitudes. why do you always have to know where your kids are? why don't you give them some freedoms? why can't they walk home by themselves? etc, etc, etc. again..............never even gave it a thought. this was my way of parenting. like it or don't.<br /><br />now this is a paticularly sensitive subject for me, since my mom is the queen of overprotective. i never, ever remember being left alone when i was young, not even as a teenager. if my mom had to go to the store, then i did too. when she is with me and the kids now, she constantly has to know where they are, even to the point that she wants them to hold her hand. i have worked very, very hard to not be that. in public situations with lots and lots of people they do have to be near me. i need to know where they are, because you never know what could happen. but again.....i have worked very, very hard to not be "that" mom.<br /><br />then i started working. i worked in a place that sees many different parenting styles. i saw my attitude change a little. it was not a bad thing...in fact it was healthy and we have grown so much from it. but what kills me here is: my type of parenting was thought of in the same way a neglectful parents was. that has been an eye opener for me. it really shocked me at first. a caring parent is not the right thing to be??? some people don't like parents like me who protect, who advocate for my kids, who care???? how could that be???? i know i am a good mom. how could it be that a protective mom, a caring mom is looked down upon.<br /><br />last week we had to take noah to an appointment that challenged me as a parent. that brought to life my worst fears for him. that broke my heart. i cried. i cried in the shower. i cried making dinner. i cried at the appt. i just cried.<br /><br />but then something else happened. as noah was talking with some people.....thad and i got to talk to someone. it was cathartic. as we explained to this person different situations and how we parented, he sat and listened. he took it all in. then he turns to me...............and says "i just want to commend you, i wish every parent was like you!!!" what????? did i just hear that correctly??? there was no condemnation, there was no judgement.........he actually told me that i had done everything right for my son!!!! you mean i am not overprotective??? i am not too caring??? i am not too much of an advocate for my child??? WOW..........that was completely validating for me!!!! not only did we have a great experience at this appointment, but i got to walk out of it with a little more confidence to continue to say "I don't care what you think.....I am their mom!"<br /><br />so to all of you moms that have little ones still...............hold strong. do what is right for your kids. don't let others tell you what to do! know that you have that power to say what does and does not work for your kids! God has called us to a very difficult and amazing job and it is a process, but in the end it is very satisfying to know that you were called to be there MOM!Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-88941191490552631522010-01-27T06:59:00.000-08:002010-01-27T07:05:16.468-08:00New Year, New Look<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEineXV4Z3TPHa1pPtjMRrTMP0xBTrxhVdj8O1sqqgTLvMTXi5vUJ0PvBRVMv-66kzLcQXoQQUXLD5MouMMj52QA2SVg947ucXX9nl1xb5A8plV6nwxfTni_DCeRRbDQsrKCfeqN1A/s1600-h/syd's+new+glasses_2010+01+02_5523.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEineXV4Z3TPHa1pPtjMRrTMP0xBTrxhVdj8O1sqqgTLvMTXi5vUJ0PvBRVMv-66kzLcQXoQQUXLD5MouMMj52QA2SVg947ucXX9nl1xb5A8plV6nwxfTni_DCeRRbDQsrKCfeqN1A/s400/syd's+new+glasses_2010+01+02_5523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431434428473858674" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> her new look.<br /> her new "i am smart" look.<br />her new "i am so excited to wear glasses" look.<br /><br />i have been waiting for this day. knowing it would come. knowing that our kids would probably be as blind as thad and I. what i did not expect was her excitement over getting glasses! she could not wait to call her friends and tell them! she proudly wore them! i remember when i had to get glasses for the first time..........dread! i guess that glasses are different now, they are an accessory to your outfits. she has not been called a name once at school. in fact everyone thought they were super cool.....most of the teachers wanted some just like it!<br /><br />for now she does not have to wear them all the time. she mainly needs them for seeing the white board at school. but she can read just fine without them. she can watch tv just fine. my favorite qoute "mom, it's like everything is in HD now with my glasses on!"<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-37774306596838871762010-01-26T17:07:00.000-08:002010-01-26T17:22:22.509-08:00heart exposedi have had a few good laughs over the comments regarding my construction post. Which in reality was just a simple way for me to get that stupid ritz cracker picture off my blog! i realized it had been awhile since i had posted and trust me i have lots and lots of pictures to post, but no time to do it.<br /><br />i know there was speculation regarding my facebook posts as well. I can tell you all that I AM NOT PREGNANT!!!! Not that I would not like to be. I would love to be the mother to more than two children, but God has chosen for us and I accept His will.<br /><br />But let me say that my heart has been heavy since Christmas. It has taken a journey of anger, denial, pain, hurt......and now it sits without burden; healing.<br /><br />Many of you, my dear friends, know about my brother in law and the heartache and forgiveness that our family has experienced. It appears that his sins have come full circle and now affect someone else within our family. It has opened all of the old wounds for us. It has shaken us deeply.<br /><br />We have had to draw a circle around our family. To protect. To withdraw from relationships that were tattered and now cannot be repaired. To be truth tellers to our children, who did not know. To hold my baby close.<br /><br />As we have journeyed through this we have found that our family has not been entirely affected. We know that there was a situation, but we circled the wagons and were aware of it. We rest in knowledge that GOD in heaven has protected them. He has provided for us.<br /><br />We grieve now. But we also know that just as before we will get through with GOD's strength and His faithfulness.Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-15764298874778990942010-01-25T07:11:00.000-08:002010-01-25T07:18:20.662-08:00Basketball Season<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKf7X8beLRF_R2z722uFrdc5fcYaQ_IuYTTFPV4aRQtUAezDzN6LItPRFqUOOvvLekdRSYg74AvvEh-NFZLkJwf13zfAr8unBBelLK9RYIKjSkrvZP5AWQVwWWP2aMvo1JneCBhg/s1600-h/Upward+game+2_2010+01+17_5697_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKf7X8beLRF_R2z722uFrdc5fcYaQ_IuYTTFPV4aRQtUAezDzN6LItPRFqUOOvvLekdRSYg74AvvEh-NFZLkJwf13zfAr8unBBelLK9RYIKjSkrvZP5AWQVwWWP2aMvo1JneCBhg/s400/Upward+game+2_2010+01+17_5697_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430696549411784450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD3ZcIXyc2bA3G_5h4a6y8PsRTp3duXh0ZJW7fy_CMtJH8tEqSYQnzjEGAGx1xyFWnCoEkBLKiuYDXA1JnmImcEnUobT8bnbOVCgTZz04pQSxOPGcSb_eQ4WO_rSa2upTN4rvDg/s1600-h/Upward+game+2_2010+01+17_5656_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD3ZcIXyc2bA3G_5h4a6y8PsRTp3duXh0ZJW7fy_CMtJH8tEqSYQnzjEGAGx1xyFWnCoEkBLKiuYDXA1JnmImcEnUobT8bnbOVCgTZz04pQSxOPGcSb_eQ4WO_rSa2upTN4rvDg/s400/Upward+game+2_2010+01+17_5656_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430696449954693330" border="0" /></a><br />it feels like i just posted about Upward.........and it has been a whole year!!! i guess that is what happens when facebook takes over your life and your stories do not become as important as farmtown or cafeworld! we are three weeks into basketball and the kids are doing awesome!<br /><br />noah has really taken to basketball this year. he understands it. he wants to practice. he wants to do his best. his teammates lift him up and tell him what a good job he is doing. he actually gets to touch the ball and make baskets!!!! he is so happy when he is out there.<br /><br />sydnie is really starting to show that those years of fundamentals work are paying off! she has made several lay-ins! she is rebounding!! not scared to get hit in the face! it is a huge difference from last year even! she really likes playing!<br /><br />both of the kids have begged thad to play with them during the week, so they can practice and get better! they are both the tallest kids on their team..........i think thad's genes are kicking in!<br /><br />so thankful for an amazing year! so thankful for thad's patience as he teaches them the fundamentals that will set them up for greatness one day! or not if they choose not to play! i guess i am just thankful that my kids are in a program that believes in lifting up kids and showing them that they are believed in and supported!Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-15453605676773503302010-01-22T07:19:00.001-08:002010-01-22T07:20:53.666-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTcrqlXA02WiC01fQZW583FaRnDv7lEQ0wFPDgyqJdNLEVIAou58uBsIeyoYo-_wedIfR2AzJWIJVa_tqb4Zhllbee23FGhyphenhyphenEuI2AoHpAlbsNtVHaUpixEwuwaTvE2YYufk7HhA/s1600-h/gould+city.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTcrqlXA02WiC01fQZW583FaRnDv7lEQ0wFPDgyqJdNLEVIAou58uBsIeyoYo-_wedIfR2AzJWIJVa_tqb4Zhllbee23FGhyphenhyphenEuI2AoHpAlbsNtVHaUpixEwuwaTvE2YYufk7HhA/s400/gould+city.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429584335069885938" border="0" /></a><br />we are currently under construction......Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-68656032114568951982009-11-30T08:18:00.000-08:002009-12-05T08:21:35.439-08:00Don't judge me<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMhr8ruG2nVkmf89rxKqyILRGG5EjgRCz9xMX1HTFxKWhBcoQ-tQR5k0X6P7DjaN32Z2iDh8z6wRJSkIDBYltVPT8wf4h4uIMOVnxZIV4hI0HdMMMoHAt6b0fy7CZK_g2wzsOlA/s1600-h/beach+weekend_2009+11+21_4307.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMhr8ruG2nVkmf89rxKqyILRGG5EjgRCz9xMX1HTFxKWhBcoQ-tQR5k0X6P7DjaN32Z2iDh8z6wRJSkIDBYltVPT8wf4h4uIMOVnxZIV4hI0HdMMMoHAt6b0fy7CZK_g2wzsOlA/s400/beach+weekend_2009+11+21_4307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411787465161297266" border="0" /></a><br />these are the yummiest little creations ever!!! seriously!!!!<br /><br />as we shopped the aisle's at Fred Meyer on our girls weekend we spied these little delicious creations. when i saw them i said "i like ritz crackers" barbie said "i like chocolate!"<br /><br />so into the cart they went!<br />we opened them<br />we loved them<br />we hid them from the kids!<br /><br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-84816802404249051612009-11-30T08:06:00.000-08:002009-12-05T08:18:51.561-08:00Girl's Weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7nBESODAFPrI57iklV9Kwz-xFH7zHzyjqfoBvq_dwhLzhhRnrM4zVG4wJtun-o01CiaHVXh_8tEv-B5vrfDYx25ph7VqyWL2A3Tx9G59roK0sLOaWlX9iujni07M0I0u1DOyy0w/s1600-h/beach+weekend_2009+11+21_4315.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7nBESODAFPrI57iklV9Kwz-xFH7zHzyjqfoBvq_dwhLzhhRnrM4zVG4wJtun-o01CiaHVXh_8tEv-B5vrfDYx25ph7VqyWL2A3Tx9G59roK0sLOaWlX9iujni07M0I0u1DOyy0w/s400/beach+weekend_2009+11+21_4315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411784577266362962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnX7ULQ3b1VSaeHm66v1Ehb9RI12FAvWDli6a-50wMvUfbr6I8eCIvvkMC6DsUbeurIRi-zVEjW71SdZwAvLgdIJAGD5TG_80Q1w228ziCP47_ulEoklpgZFWU4nVTfTiYJin_A/s1600-h/beach+weekend_2009+11+21_4313.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnX7ULQ3b1VSaeHm66v1Ehb9RI12FAvWDli6a-50wMvUfbr6I8eCIvvkMC6DsUbeurIRi-zVEjW71SdZwAvLgdIJAGD5TG_80Q1w228ziCP47_ulEoklpgZFWU4nVTfTiYJin_A/s400/beach+weekend_2009+11+21_4313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411784419540208386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />my friends from school! a girls weekend away! with kids?????<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">it was a chance for us to get away. to shop at the outlets. to relax. to talk girl talk. to refresh.<br /><br />and the kids really took care of themselves! we did not cook. we had coffee. we stayed up late. we laughed. we all ended up sleeping with our own child! ha ha. mine ended up staying up until 1am!!! finally got him to sleep by turning on my ipod and sticking the earbuds in his ears! it was very stormy and it sounded like the building was going to come down around us!<br /><br />but it was a great night to just get away!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-40592501491243752412009-11-30T07:49:00.000-08:002009-12-05T08:06:37.223-08:00TAGI love my daughter..............i really do! she is such a unique and creative individual. she is precious and adorable.<br /><br />but as you know i have shared my "battles" with her. everything from not wearing jeans to cutting tags out of shirts so she can wear them. and of course all of this goes along with the dreaded seam in the sock not being lined up when you put your shoes on! she is slow and methodical and very, very sensitive. she does not like bright light, loud noises, chaos, she does everything in her own time.<br /><br /><br />now with all of this being said..........we have worked and worked with her to help her overcome most of these issues that she has. she has come such a long way....she wears jeans now!!!!! she does not fight me every morning over what to wear. she can manage her time fairly wisely and she is becoming a little more aware of others in regards to how her slowness affects them.<br /><br />at the beginning of this year i sat down with our school counselor, again! i adore her and relish her wisdom and advice. we spoke about my daughter's stress level and how it was affecting her sleep patterns, etc. we finally got around to talking about the fact that syd is a TAG kid and have i ever looked into how that molds and shapes her? i had not. so i left her office with lots of info in regards to how TAG kids operate and think!<br /><br />as i read the literature i could literally see this child i have, come to life. it was completely eye opening for me! i have come to view syd in a completely different way. she will always be this way and it is her normal! she is so verbal and can carry a conversation with an adult, but when it comes to her peers it is hard for her to make new friends. so many aspects of her personality were explained to me.<br /><br />now it is still our job as parents to help her to identify what aspects can be controlled and managed to help her succeed in the long run. and this is where it is physically draining for us as parents. she requires so much attention and her needs are greater than her siblings. but that is our job and we love her with all of our lives.<br /><br />so our journey continues............Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-34633418136796600302009-11-30T07:44:00.000-08:002009-12-05T07:49:05.428-08:00where to even startso obviously i failed again with my blog..........someday i will manage to keep up with it on a daily basis! too many other things have gotten in the way......like work, kids, husband, laundry, cooking, cleaning and of course the dreaded facebook! seriously what a huge time sucker that is! i had no idea when i joined it a year ago that it would consume my life!<br /><br />so i sit before you again vowing to blog more! i will attempt to catch up on the month of november...not too much occured, but i will try and find something to blog about. the problem is, i am friends with all of you on facebook anyway, so you have already seen my pictures of GWL and tree hunting!<br /><br />but there are stories to go with those pix................priceless moments to cherish and remember. so here i go again!Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-79738362300903745862009-11-05T08:31:00.000-08:002009-11-08T08:36:49.290-08:00delayed<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vuCEk6CVB1l_RFYgmyiTvg7Xz2h4sxztpTTK1PHBwLVrgpew8dpmbQgu_BvV9Yn6U_sVJkulesmDzM5VTUVNgBooD0iFXOJTsFw2sX6_6QzFf1h4GgzsvgdJHGTXrrDk2OiXVw/s1600-h/2009+07+01_0958.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vuCEk6CVB1l_RFYgmyiTvg7Xz2h4sxztpTTK1PHBwLVrgpew8dpmbQgu_BvV9Yn6U_sVJkulesmDzM5VTUVNgBooD0iFXOJTsFw2sX6_6QzFf1h4GgzsvgdJHGTXrrDk2OiXVw/s400/2009+07+01_0958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401771470004564866" border="0" /></a><br /><br />so sad today.........we have had to postpone our trip to great wolf lodge! we were suppose to head out for some family fun. this time we had reserved a big suite because we were going with my brother and his family. but alas.......the piggie flu hit their family just in time to delay our trip. but we rebooked it for thanksgiving week.........so we still get to go enjoy our time! and maybe they will have it decorated in their winter wonderland!!!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-3880740696013908862009-10-31T21:01:00.000-07:002009-11-08T08:13:54.342-08:00trick or treat<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXd8ofWzP_VwJWBH0So8xVaswqK8kDQsyRqW3lhfXaYVRI90yOxK0eGpwY_6ZFMLXbL18cU6wdL2Mc90kax_CzdrBVuPvuK66dZY1nAZROPqhwU9s3tPCoNe3iQTO4uIq1kLo-hA/s1600-h/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4241.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXd8ofWzP_VwJWBH0So8xVaswqK8kDQsyRqW3lhfXaYVRI90yOxK0eGpwY_6ZFMLXbL18cU6wdL2Mc90kax_CzdrBVuPvuK66dZY1nAZROPqhwU9s3tPCoNe3iQTO4uIq1kLo-hA/s400/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401764746973382722" border="0" /></a><br />the clone trooper and the kitty<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7U8VbOqoCqzfGVW3P6Tkg0MnsZglgzQQZbaNzzComqQ8cUEgexW-O3C1clhkCuU94Gky9157tpr1K4uIOvuDEVP5acxxgNuNMxbrCpjfaAqeeQvtzzbVePVv5v1CXhEGkeppKg/s1600-h/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4208.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7U8VbOqoCqzfGVW3P6Tkg0MnsZglgzQQZbaNzzComqQ8cUEgexW-O3C1clhkCuU94Gky9157tpr1K4uIOvuDEVP5acxxgNuNMxbrCpjfaAqeeQvtzzbVePVv5v1CXhEGkeppKg/s400/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401764306414175154" border="0" /></a><br />this is her third year as a cat...at least the boots spiced it up a bit!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFSoJi90ZrfGZ8o-Iyr8Ty9SCufS0nHZeVW5OgOoPgCozBmpa_QOd5_crH76eDvAF5ZTxdkpPR2PHpsCuM9FM9UWOpE-DMqRv5cLaPYx_y96xsk5ftnsaCZ75U60D72OvqjX385g/s1600-h/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4213.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFSoJi90ZrfGZ8o-Iyr8Ty9SCufS0nHZeVW5OgOoPgCozBmpa_QOd5_crH76eDvAF5ZTxdkpPR2PHpsCuM9FM9UWOpE-DMqRv5cLaPYx_y96xsk5ftnsaCZ75U60D72OvqjX385g/s400/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401764137037016834" border="0" /></a>she was so excited to put makeup on!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmltiZQMR3_8vVuE0csAxsS0g2Fw7l1-qLMfyGsYEdS7JpJCeLOAU-2GcXZWxjXCke8cda4PG5g9nvJv5VnqrMwyt3hLgiMqD3iQZp0g8TcDcVhqr3UWQohfVMhKYqVnjPkuxs-g/s1600-h/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4173.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmltiZQMR3_8vVuE0csAxsS0g2Fw7l1-qLMfyGsYEdS7JpJCeLOAU-2GcXZWxjXCke8cda4PG5g9nvJv5VnqrMwyt3hLgiMqD3iQZp0g8TcDcVhqr3UWQohfVMhKYqVnjPkuxs-g/s400/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401763954024441026" border="0" /></a><br />this is his 4 year year as a star wars person!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiop0FG6NcAbDeiJGLamYcQ-xx3HtW423m2rhFLz8WMjo-bRQHc5Eb8gHSc5Mlfbs6nbErcQCeDPE298Y3nWuIDlZhfrFOhQeB2Xw0OtBHAKoBm1DCyB3OHfkAikJVvmgoyOf5O7g/s1600-h/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4166.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiop0FG6NcAbDeiJGLamYcQ-xx3HtW423m2rhFLz8WMjo-bRQHc5Eb8gHSc5Mlfbs6nbErcQCeDPE298Y3nWuIDlZhfrFOhQeB2Xw0OtBHAKoBm1DCyB3OHfkAikJVvmgoyOf5O7g/s400/Halloween+2009_2009+11+01_4166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401763737686691074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />another year, more candy and fun costumes! this year was a mellow year for us, since we had just been sick the rest of the gang......ryen and luke, grandma and grandpa decided to stay home and not get sick. so it was just the four of us! it was nice.<br /><br />as we do every year, the candy fairy visited us again. luckily i remembered at 8pm that i had to go buy some CF gifts! so while the kids sorted their candy, i ran up to target and bought some small gifts for the fairy to exchange for candy!<br /><br />it amazes me that they are getting so old and they still look forward to the fairy coming! i am pretty sure that they know by now, but they enjoy it still!<br /><br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-45372540727751907372009-10-30T08:13:00.000-07:002009-11-08T08:26:35.337-08:00the dreaded piggie flu<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgcepHmfjZM-ZjaZduMHdN3eWvOFOAkqvJFrOxKfa3majGDPP5pTF5SJnwjIfo2UInU6hxA4fe-XxrNapcqeps4ojMj2p4Eo1fgoWIRLynkMnLoLq799Q1MAYU9ngR_PDp7BBCTg/s1600-h/swine+flu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgcepHmfjZM-ZjaZduMHdN3eWvOFOAkqvJFrOxKfa3majGDPP5pTF5SJnwjIfo2UInU6hxA4fe-XxrNapcqeps4ojMj2p4Eo1fgoWIRLynkMnLoLq799Q1MAYU9ngR_PDp7BBCTg/s400/swine+flu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401766954329858962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">has arrived out our house! it has been an interesting week. one full of flu facts, doctors that contradicted each other and lots and lots of clorox wipes!<br /><br />noah started showing signs last saturday and by sunday he was into a low grade temp with lots and lots of coughing. we finally ended up calling in to the peds clinic because of his asthma and of course they told us to go to an er.........needless to say, i did not want/need to do that!!! but we did take him in to be seen on monday morning, just to make sure that it had not hit his lungs. and all was well. he was started on a new inhaler and it really helped a lot.<br /><br />he pretty much stayed low grade fever for 3 days and then was fine, except for the coughing. we decided to brave school for a day......we made it four hours! by that evening his coughing was worse, so we went back into the clinic and again all was well.<br /><br />i will say that the most frustrating part for me was the mis-information given to me by the doctors. our normal doctor told us it was a virus, not swine flu. that there were lots of other things going around out there. the next doctor told us it was the swine flu, nothing else going around! i asked why the first doctor told me what he did and was informed that due to hysteria some doctors were trying to minimize the information being told! hmmmmmmm????? i appreciated being told the truth, no matter what. it made me more secure in knowing what we were dealing with and which symptoms to look for next.<br /><br />in the end........it truly was not as bad as i expected it to be. we were lucky.<br />i think we have all had it and we all survived!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-27704346531152688242009-10-27T16:51:00.000-07:002009-10-27T17:04:30.058-07:00rememberancesi was driving to woodburn on saturday, it was a beautiful day. the sun was shining, it was a great drive and the radio was blasting.<br /><br />then i saw it. the roadside rememberance of a family who had lost their mom on that very road, in that very spot, several years ago. i know because i was in a car with family members on our way to my sister in laws book signing, when we drove by a white suv..........upside down on I-5. the first responders were not even there yet and there were kids hanging upside down in the back of the car, screaming. it is a horrible feeling, this helplessness. there was nothing that i could have done. there were motorists that had stopped and were helping. as we drove slowly past......i saw her. the mom. there was no way that she had survived. her image is burned into my memory. i started praying for the people in the car immediately and to this day i still do! i pray for the kids and husband who have lost their mother and their wife. i pray for their healing. i pray that God has used a horrible, tragic situation to draw more near to Him. i pray that the family can release their anger, remorse and grief.<br /><br />are there people in your lives that have touched you that through the years you continue to pray for? people that you did not even know? people who you spoke with once? or loved ones and friends?<br /><br />I have several people in my life that i pray for..........some i had never met, like the mom. or the budhist grandma that i sat next to on a flight home from chicago. we struck up a conversation about our faith........and in the end i promised to pray for her! i look forward to seeing her glorious face in heaven one day. i believe that God has placed people in her life that drew her to Him.<br /><br />my awana friend from way back when....who died of sickle cell anemia. who's favorite song was "it only takes a spark to get a fire going!" i think of her from time to time and the way she touched my life. because of her my empathy for friends in need became what it is today. she has always touched my heart.<br /><br />these people that are put in our lives for a reason............God knows why. God uses these experiences to touch us, to grow us closer to him.<br /><br />i am not a great evangalist. in fact it is my true hold up. i am not comfortable speaking to others. but i belive that God has used me anyway. I just continue to pray.............for the people i don't know, the people i have only spoken too and family and friends.Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-53475324864063809192009-10-26T19:49:00.000-07:002009-10-26T19:51:10.067-07:00mine is in the mail!<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0Vf1QQjqf8&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0Vf1QQjqf8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">cannot wait to get my cookbook tomorrow!!! i love to thumb through the pages of a new cookbook and find all recipes that i want to make! this is a cute segment from today''s bonnie hunt show with my favorite blogger...the pioneer woman. love the audience guy who comes up to taste the taters!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-45825262280545237832009-10-19T20:29:00.000-07:002009-10-21T20:36:40.417-07:00dear reality show contestants<div style="text-align: center;">please stop proclaiming in your intro videos that you are christians.....talking about your purity and your faith and all of these things that you feel like you need to put out into the reality universe. because here is what breaks the deal for me.............<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">when you use the Lord's name in vain while you are on the show. </span><br /><br />so does that mean that you are a sometimes christian. because i don't recall a verse that says it is okay to use His name while yelling at your teammate. i am pretty sure it says to NOT, NOT, NOT take God's name in vain.<br /><br />the other thing that irks me is when the cute little "christian" brothers proclaim loudly to the universe that they are christians.........but suddenly they turn to one another and say that last year they came out to each other!!! so what you are gay? and you felt it was important and part of your agenda to put the two together???<br /><br />and it also upsets me when "christians" talk about karma or saying things like i am so mad i want to rip her head off right now????<br /><br />i think that while you are on game shows you<br />should just model the walk, not talk some talk!!!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-85598965981345786602009-10-14T19:56:00.000-07:002009-10-18T20:02:40.049-07:00Explosion Volleyball 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu_iYkGKjki8eRtC7cQ3X2x2KgUhdm4KwHrSujldeE2PB1hhyQU2_ib-XB3RnOiib9AvXNORTFuTZ6BvTEqLJHhT824K3xjNvnLyttbO7U2yp5j0bdNWgo8nScKdObjfgzk_OQ0Q/s1600-h/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3915.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu_iYkGKjki8eRtC7cQ3X2x2KgUhdm4KwHrSujldeE2PB1hhyQU2_ib-XB3RnOiib9AvXNORTFuTZ6BvTEqLJHhT824K3xjNvnLyttbO7U2yp5j0bdNWgo8nScKdObjfgzk_OQ0Q/s400/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140121162945330" border="0" /></a>sydnie and her friends, ready for their first game<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DQWcNE3LQSReVcOBQOcB944zy55LdKDL81T_8I5iZhKwXKLRXPn1U1Tzrlss4B4Uakd8TyRia_pPcN77-y9_te4ROAU0iAZI-zNmh_gjAzR94cg9eTmVF01NAHmdF_FvVRtXKQ/s1600-h/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3918.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DQWcNE3LQSReVcOBQOcB944zy55LdKDL81T_8I5iZhKwXKLRXPn1U1Tzrlss4B4Uakd8TyRia_pPcN77-y9_te4ROAU0iAZI-zNmh_gjAzR94cg9eTmVF01NAHmdF_FvVRtXKQ/s400/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140048211439122" border="0" /></a><br />their super fun volleyball socks!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-8mqjK1rlcB_rjAvy41DMdqVI5OFXqe-rWhbMS-0Zo1_5VLlWAep0zAjOSNlAqMEJKFR912nYIvUAwXz8moyOtot2AdTm1LcsAQIgWDwwtqXC5Y0i9tfNhaHnKl_AUpqmMXKRQ/s1600-h/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3943.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-8mqjK1rlcB_rjAvy41DMdqVI5OFXqe-rWhbMS-0Zo1_5VLlWAep0zAjOSNlAqMEJKFR912nYIvUAwXz8moyOtot2AdTm1LcsAQIgWDwwtqXC5Y0i9tfNhaHnKl_AUpqmMXKRQ/s400/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139970841850258" border="0" /></a><br />ready to play<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0KwMTA7MN3Qgnex1yqN3YNOXt_DmXe1k8zjlPMfPh5kKKUh_xhSaYc-zqnUkAAra9Tg1c44CaklweV13LYl2no4opho62F69UP4gjSc3Fj61JvqjgRBwlusvdOD8UtpF28K6oig/s1600-h/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3951.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0KwMTA7MN3Qgnex1yqN3YNOXt_DmXe1k8zjlPMfPh5kKKUh_xhSaYc-zqnUkAAra9Tg1c44CaklweV13LYl2no4opho62F69UP4gjSc3Fj61JvqjgRBwlusvdOD8UtpF28K6oig/s400/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139807916967954" border="0" /></a><br />almost, but not quite there<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Nutd3HStqOP6GDCVnLIifQL6KSESiOZdKHM18FcjyDmP4xK_2r3jyyBHRbr9DBhF06OCwUDgLeIlod1o3wvPp3R6n5bpgf0yvhiSPcDTiC0OmrkXCZvOiJjLVaYfp_T0CdSQTQ/s1600-h/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3953.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Nutd3HStqOP6GDCVnLIifQL6KSESiOZdKHM18FcjyDmP4xK_2r3jyyBHRbr9DBhF06OCwUDgLeIlod1o3wvPp3R6n5bpgf0yvhiSPcDTiC0OmrkXCZvOiJjLVaYfp_T0CdSQTQ/s400/explosion+game+1_2009+10+11_3953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139713741547186" border="0" /></a><br />ready for the ball<br /><br /><br /><br />sydnie had her first volleyball game this past saturday. she was a little apprehensive for the first game, but she really did a great job. she had been having some problems with her serve in practice, but she got several over the net and was excited. my favorite play was a bump that ended up being an assist for her friend. the whole crowd went wild and she turned to me and game me a slight shoulder lift....."like what just happened....i was trying to get it over the net...why is everyone cheering?"<br /><br />so adorable. so we talked afterwards about how somethings in life don't even go the way we expect, just like the ball........but God can do amazing things with it when we are faithful! it ended up being a great life lesson, as well as a great volleyball play!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-43809587905669066312009-10-13T19:44:00.000-07:002009-10-18T19:56:09.802-07:00more football<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOExyoMDkjIOLOwhfxJoMIQi3JQazDOZ73F6318w285QBlfdoQ1Dwfc7RsRKOlPTjcCgiMMfuuyn42J9o8TLhK6FxxGyCJ8_ELFcD7NWIBSsBEMNofOZEE9SwvvAMPMf-3k29EWg/s1600-h/2009+10+17_4047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOExyoMDkjIOLOwhfxJoMIQi3JQazDOZ73F6318w285QBlfdoQ1Dwfc7RsRKOlPTjcCgiMMfuuyn42J9o8TLhK6FxxGyCJ8_ELFcD7NWIBSsBEMNofOZEE9SwvvAMPMf-3k29EWg/s400/2009+10+17_4047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138027030028706" border="0" /></a><br />celebrating<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXtGvuIKzDvoZPRzuQHNcF9Rslh_NGrro8loR-FDP7_m7kObPCDCbuNdzRSVQcUa8eMaH9CWcKjAmScKGly4G6YwlykP7V28iylYOuUATcJWkBdWHHeRvDJimGJXnkgq5T9gW6w/s1600-h/saints+game+4_2009+10+04_3543.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXtGvuIKzDvoZPRzuQHNcF9Rslh_NGrro8loR-FDP7_m7kObPCDCbuNdzRSVQcUa8eMaH9CWcKjAmScKGly4G6YwlykP7V28iylYOuUATcJWkBdWHHeRvDJimGJXnkgq5T9gW6w/s400/saints+game+4_2009+10+04_3543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394137839693570626" border="0" /></a><br />getting open for the ball<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsIWt6_KnMnWVhtN5EVXdxCXopsGAjIh_fphER1s173L_mRkyqYJy1bIRvKgdtgTWQR_LIrZgHqn539228QWiNjtUmxijTI-KdfU5CauZY9m56J_c2bZgDVLSEB1TOq1mme4OZ9w/s1600-h/saints+game+4_2009+10+03_3621.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsIWt6_KnMnWVhtN5EVXdxCXopsGAjIh_fphER1s173L_mRkyqYJy1bIRvKgdtgTWQR_LIrZgHqn539228QWiNjtUmxijTI-KdfU5CauZY9m56J_c2bZgDVLSEB1TOq1mme4OZ9w/s400/saints+game+4_2009+10+03_3621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394137578412870850" border="0" /></a><br />run noah run<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5NooeYW9OMlHM5cIh4SE33lDx2pR7p3BlncHan4o2-lZdPG-cw9DNvV7LfKHFtTM2Nq8e0UnfXSUnszxbAA5vz7KuuvW2dWN7QOGKAb0ZCdvlyAFG3oesRVgrqbWbeYzXVIP0Qg/s1600-h/saints+game+4_2009+10+03_3610.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5NooeYW9OMlHM5cIh4SE33lDx2pR7p3BlncHan4o2-lZdPG-cw9DNvV7LfKHFtTM2Nq8e0UnfXSUnszxbAA5vz7KuuvW2dWN7QOGKAb0ZCdvlyAFG3oesRVgrqbWbeYzXVIP0Qg/s400/saints+game+4_2009+10+03_3610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394137454510054178" border="0" /></a><br />hike!!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9t7iPq-O8IECSYU1wqqDzN96Evx1yNrUmTrIskr0rhbqJiEvGyfTvgv7lc6NXDf1KBv0PtP26eiC6pQ6XV8i8hwHqWZslR2zGNGrLT6qAWMYAgkRa2nqHBFBqrIlbR-tTyghnBg/s1600-h/noah+smile+game+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9t7iPq-O8IECSYU1wqqDzN96Evx1yNrUmTrIskr0rhbqJiEvGyfTvgv7lc6NXDf1KBv0PtP26eiC6pQ6XV8i8hwHqWZslR2zGNGrLT6qAWMYAgkRa2nqHBFBqrIlbR-tTyghnBg/s400/noah+smile+game+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394137306272566434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZCZW_vU74mPE-jD0uQgRtWIljr5nXdYYi9Y1_m_PtNjn9e3daoTKn13Q_KkPS_O2H0kq_DWKcrorLLgAbATurDiV0yNAgF_7-QyqoqaNQlYP81p7I47SLKBdK_uSc58a-_p3M2A/s1600-h/game+2_2009+09+20_3472.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZCZW_vU74mPE-jD0uQgRtWIljr5nXdYYi9Y1_m_PtNjn9e3daoTKn13Q_KkPS_O2H0kq_DWKcrorLLgAbATurDiV0yNAgF_7-QyqoqaNQlYP81p7I47SLKBdK_uSc58a-_p3M2A/s400/game+2_2009+09+20_3472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394137122452950434" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPqiPcU4XCErQcxdJ97b7ak_NFT9mVcdTgzwmXY-ZcOWVunvjKbfYJ3RSe07I7N2yc9gp1N2RvV_1_gxExdHBXrfrkSc0ZBximZbc3Ia8xv_Wqfo42bM4MMAXn9uZHADtnsHpa_w/s1600-h/game+2_2009+09+20_3453.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPqiPcU4XCErQcxdJ97b7ak_NFT9mVcdTgzwmXY-ZcOWVunvjKbfYJ3RSe07I7N2yc9gp1N2RvV_1_gxExdHBXrfrkSc0ZBximZbc3Ia8xv_Wqfo42bM4MMAXn9uZHADtnsHpa_w/s400/game+2_2009+09+20_3453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136938399370178" border="0" /></a><br />right before he pulls his first flag<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOyHrC5PlLJ2P9S2Ch7Eo_sRhUMxeRD_y1mtuH-f81fYNdf06hFT08J7XcV1uD9ooqU6JUFy3gkn7-uNZEyJhzQEgVutADX0ZhBHW7LShfOhbbAzDEJ_8lQfZLUh8oJJYnmY3G4A/s1600-h/game+2_2009+09+20_3454.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOyHrC5PlLJ2P9S2Ch7Eo_sRhUMxeRD_y1mtuH-f81fYNdf06hFT08J7XcV1uD9ooqU6JUFy3gkn7-uNZEyJhzQEgVutADX0ZhBHW7LShfOhbbAzDEJ_8lQfZLUh8oJJYnmY3G4A/s400/game+2_2009+09+20_3454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136827286494130" border="0" /></a><br />there it is........just hard to see!!!<br /><br />let me clarify regarding my last post......there is a male code for football that i, as a woman, cannot understand. i just know that the mama bear in me has to bite her tongue a lot this year, to let go of stuff that is bothering me and just be in the moment while my little guy is playing! because that it was this is about, him learning, gaining knowledge, growing up and learning to do things on his own. so i might have sounded harsh in my last posting, but this is my blog and sometimes you just need to vent. but with all that said, he is really having a fantastic year and he truly does love it!<br /><br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-7455709625275567242009-10-13T19:24:00.000-07:002009-10-18T19:43:54.163-07:00Saints Football<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreSXeYnbF1TAd93a2VwH9uqv-h8PhXQO6XjrMdBVPRhjGiti4TB6MiC9eu69QP_JLhLWRcYj0LkU05dvWj3xw_KVusdhX_LBzvXGEjfFK3QmoyU2beC3QVNhQeAw4oRgN3SSzWw/s1600-h/2009+10+17_4049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreSXeYnbF1TAd93a2VwH9uqv-h8PhXQO6XjrMdBVPRhjGiti4TB6MiC9eu69QP_JLhLWRcYj0LkU05dvWj3xw_KVusdhX_LBzvXGEjfFK3QmoyU2beC3QVNhQeAw4oRgN3SSzWw/s400/2009+10+17_4049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394131886706376722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">since i had fallen a little behind on my blogging in september i did not have a chance to share our football experience this year! noah is playing boys and girls club flag football again this year and he is so pumped about it! at this point he really loves the social aspect of it more than the actual game, but as the season has progressed so have his skills and his willingness to learn.<br /><br />it has been an interesting season. one wraught with macho men and their warped views of the game, but noah does not know about that. he just wants to get on the field and play. he is only in second grade and has many years to spend in practice and getting better.......let him enjoy it now!<br /><br />this year i thought i would try a bribe in order to get his keister running out on the field and since he was only allowed to play defense, i told him for that every flag he pulled i would buy him a candy bar. first game out = two candy bars purchased. not too bad!<br /><br />he is now allowed to play offense, but not allowed to "touch" the ball. he has been hiking the ball to the quaterback and then running to get open for the ball. since he will never get the ball thrown to him (partly his own fault because he is still not comfortable catching) i have nothing to really bribe him with. but he is loving it so much and this week he went out and practiced with his dad and caught every ball that was thrown at him!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"the more i practice, the luckier i get" Jerry Barber </span><br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-17595717412306445122009-10-12T19:14:00.000-07:002009-10-18T19:24:35.429-07:00more hours<div style="text-align: center;"> i am back to work again and really enjoyed the fact that my year only started with 2 hours a day.....although i really started getting bored after 3 weeks. but i have now increased my hours and am working 6 hours a day. so far it has been going really well. we know the routine, we survived last year as the first year that i went back to work and it was a good thing for the kids and i.<br /><br />i did have to make a decision about applying for a permanent 5 hour job.....oddly enough that decision was super stressful for me. i guess that when it comes down to it, i still have the option to not work if i don't want to. if i had applied for that job and gotten it, it meant a for real, full time job. the odd thing is, is that i want to work. i enjoy my job. i enjoy being part of the work force again and contributing to our family finances. i want to work.<br /><br />the issues of mommy vs employee played into the decision as well. my kids appreciate that i can come home from work with them. that we both get out of school at the same time. my kids are homebodies and they want to come home after school, have a snack, relax and finish their homework! and it mattered that both of my kids requested that i wait for a job that would allow that! i am still their mom, first and foremost.<br /><br />fortunately, i received that in 4 hours of overload for the time being. i go to work with them and get off of work with them. it just works. so i am working full time. life is good. God truly does provide if we just put our trust in Him.<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25236830.post-65456238089446013622009-10-11T19:07:00.000-07:002009-10-18T19:14:02.841-07:00Jogathon 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiACM8F-h6EpuR7CuPcroxQkBfD9l0AfiqsBQWkMFmYfG28iDaz-pChYDNWjR4UrmO3NNAGDLaSDV0Xl-istqR8qMpKpmEjlAlsq51PhqawEa8kAADDFNEfx7UqZC1X4HyPD_rdzg/s1600-h/sydnie+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiACM8F-h6EpuR7CuPcroxQkBfD9l0AfiqsBQWkMFmYfG28iDaz-pChYDNWjR4UrmO3NNAGDLaSDV0Xl-istqR8qMpKpmEjlAlsq51PhqawEa8kAADDFNEfx7UqZC1X4HyPD_rdzg/s400/sydnie+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127649021983778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbp0ZCg4OBbk5nTyruDIJiQ-oRRn0X4ztvxo1E0OJP9CQatkmEE7m7pQmVJym-J7QYOh8OBR1uvgEzo_S7EO5KkAhgiUmvXH-19yjtC_sAD5XSJqK9_XePIbkiZDz7TSdOE_vcRg/s1600-h/sydnie+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbp0ZCg4OBbk5nTyruDIJiQ-oRRn0X4ztvxo1E0OJP9CQatkmEE7m7pQmVJym-J7QYOh8OBR1uvgEzo_S7EO5KkAhgiUmvXH-19yjtC_sAD5XSJqK9_XePIbkiZDz7TSdOE_vcRg/s400/sydnie+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127569207691634" border="0" /></a><br />the music was too loud for her ;)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nJdk1-J55ey5SSOwjANVRxBiRXt104cok_8_lkKPzTZ9ZFKfZZXIjTQDqTYlokpkoOoryCjAsV5CkZYn9rmV2CevLAP5rjbSccN-AFmPPZb3CcTAmE5oqBF_4XP_dzLzaeAuVA/s1600-h/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3510.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nJdk1-J55ey5SSOwjANVRxBiRXt104cok_8_lkKPzTZ9ZFKfZZXIjTQDqTYlokpkoOoryCjAsV5CkZYn9rmV2CevLAP5rjbSccN-AFmPPZb3CcTAmE5oqBF_4XP_dzLzaeAuVA/s400/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127491200582338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNE6-eVVIg7HBzrDihexdmqzRhGAabnRR7BS7rFER2_akNUbg7CfFtr-2WmLbpbG9Xemq-bDetRVieqVmTJ-OL7OJzaawqVYctCRGP2OVZWo-FECtWNbitJo7PUAFGFHhr8JkOYQ/s1600-h/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3521.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNE6-eVVIg7HBzrDihexdmqzRhGAabnRR7BS7rFER2_akNUbg7CfFtr-2WmLbpbG9Xemq-bDetRVieqVmTJ-OL7OJzaawqVYctCRGP2OVZWo-FECtWNbitJo7PUAFGFHhr8JkOYQ/s400/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127383437511394" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFqmmnfgRh3T6JUzkdvRpsi1Vmvn1uMi1u3lrMDGZKz-A-w-t0Kdonv8XOISUlXQhLcOGVxkUhfggKdp1njeUzjJN0Jew3Q9xaL1ZlhmZwFduQkii3b0KLHRdKNVmO2w9K_bft_Q/s1600-h/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3522.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFqmmnfgRh3T6JUzkdvRpsi1Vmvn1uMi1u3lrMDGZKz-A-w-t0Kdonv8XOISUlXQhLcOGVxkUhfggKdp1njeUzjJN0Jew3Q9xaL1ZlhmZwFduQkii3b0KLHRdKNVmO2w9K_bft_Q/s400/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127239175002002" border="0" /></a><br />ha ha ha....this one make me laugh!!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxsef57CNwe04Gk_wFSqUzwkZmI3vnIpocv3EQnazfvXBoEpueC2cH_x9gjKMrh2m4VnfYKlksrDldEsZGLZCdtonDk9Dv-7WdgfSNA56a-mayw3TkAHNuUArJPfEufbicwBJjw/s1600-h/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3523.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxsef57CNwe04Gk_wFSqUzwkZmI3vnIpocv3EQnazfvXBoEpueC2cH_x9gjKMrh2m4VnfYKlksrDldEsZGLZCdtonDk9Dv-7WdgfSNA56a-mayw3TkAHNuUArJPfEufbicwBJjw/s400/thad's+bday_2009+10+01_3523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127132721402274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">another year, another great day for our school pta fundraiser......our jogathon. our school has always been very, very successful in their fundraiser and this year i am sure will prove to be the same. each of the kids decided that they wanted to run more laps than they had ever run before. now each of our laps is 1/4 of mile and an awful long way for those little legs to run.<br /><br /> noah really wanted to run 12 laps, he ended up with 10 laps. sydnie ended up with 10 as well. she was really happy and proud of herself for her accomplishment, and she should be. they each ran 2.5 miles! that is a lot!!!<br /></div>Rochellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110490770949094032noreply@blogger.com0