January 27, 2012
It’s official.
I’m not moving into a van parked down by the river.
I’m moving this blog.
The new address will be…
Are you ready?
Really, ready?
OK, here it is…
Seriously, you’re really ready already?
It’s…
Did you get that?
Thanks to Courtney for that grand suggestion. I hope Germany is all you’d hoped it would be. 
Drop me a line some time.
So, I’ll see ya over there.
Right?
You’re coming with me, right?
January 22, 2012
I’ve used up my photo quota on this blog. Humph!
I can still post here if I want to but if I want to attatch photos I’ll have to pay. Nothing in this world is free – except 4 years of photo filled blogging.
In the next few days I hope to have a new blog ready for you to read. I will keep this one for posterity but will likely post on the other blog more.
I will give you the other address soon so you can follow me.
Love to all.
January 21, 2012
Clint was only able to convince one of our kids to do the polar bear club jump into really cold water (that’s the best we can do in Gilbert, AZ) this year. The bait? Ice cream. Really?! You couldn’t bathe me in ice cream for days on end to get me to expose my body to such harsh treatment.
Who is the adventurous one you ask?
Jack did it!
Brrrrrrrrr….
January 9, 2012
Saturday we went north and played in the left-over snow. We also found a great hike.
Here are the photos to prove it!
Claire hiding behind that giant sleeve.
I love those “I’m having a great time” smiles.
My handsome (even when behind glasses, a hood and a beard) husband.
Uncle C flashes his pearly whites.
My Lukie do’s…oooh oooh, I love you-oo.
Scenery courtesy of God.
It looks cool in black and white too.
Boys always know right away what to do in the snow…
they pelt each other (and anyone else close enough) with it .
A daddy/daughter moment.
Hanging with the uncle.
A little closer.
It doesn’t take long before someone starts messin with someone else.
Uncle Clint is helping Jack face the camera.
Stinker!
But oh! isn’t my stinker darling?!
His profile is darling.
His freckles are DARLING.
The color orange on him is darling.
The HAT on him is darling. That’s it. I’m smitten.
Like father, like son.
My two most favorite people in the world.
I’m just kidding.
He’s my second favorite.
Brothers.
Hugging. Aw.
Brothers.
Old Navy ad… Aw.
Claire’s hands are tied.
Or, her sleeves are at least.
Me and my girl.
Aint she a peach?!
Look out, Luke!
Your uncle has a snowball and he’s not afraid to use it.
Jack gets into the action.
Uncle C chucks one into the trees.
And he lets another one go.
Luke starts throwing them at me.
Having a moment. Does anybody seethe beauty in this? Jack holds on with both his hands.
A family portrait.
Meanwhile, back at the car..
Claire’s hands are c-c-cold.
After this little adventure we headed for home. But along the way we took a really fun detour.
This is a great trail.
At the beginning there is a corral for horses…or children .
Check out the red in that trunk.
On our way up.
Taking a break.
Beauty.
there was just enough snow on the groud for ammunition.
This took several takes to get right. I still don’t know if I got everyone.
Take 2
Take 3
December 31, 2011
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.
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December 31, 2011
I knew as soon as I read the epilogue (I read it first) that I wanted to write to Mr. Bush. I want to tell him how grateful to God I am that he was the president of our country when and for the length of time he was. We needed him for 8 years. We needed him during 9/11. I want to tell him how proud I am of his accomplishments. I want to thank him for his integrity throughout some of the toughest decision-making processes a man can have. I wish I could give him a hug and thank him face to face – but I’d just blubber all over him. That’d be embarrassing.
I can see why the book made the best seller list. It’s riveting. I was on the edge of my seat. I can almost imagine what it was like being there! I enjoyed the way it was written. I thoroughly enjoyed his humor and I think I got all his jokes. Though it took me a while to figure out that the one about Bono was a joke. I thought he was serious at first. Of course that would make him seriously out of touch. Whew! I’m glad that wasn’t the case.
The poor man was villanized time and time again. You don’t realize how much it hurts until you hear it from the horse’s mouth. He did the best he could with the information he had. I’m thankful he had such a wonderful woman at his side. Well, he actually had several wonderful women at his side. His wife, Laura, his mother, his daughters, and Condi Rice. How does the saying go, “Behind every great man is a greater woman?” Mr. George W. Bush is an amazing man!
Mr. Bush’s list of accomplishments are in my mind astonishing. I am thankful he was on such good footing – the Bible. He would read it every morning.He drew strength and wisdom from it. He prayed to the Father who wields all the power. Through the power of God he was able to quit drinking. He was strong enough to make a wise choice regarding stem cell research. He handled 9/11 flawlessly and took protecting us seriously. He did not fear engagement with the enemy. His goal was to eradicate the enemy. He loved people – Americans, Iraqis, Afghans – and he desired freedom for all. He put up with some tough stuff in the name of freedom. When hurricanes devastated he did all he could to comfort, help, and rebuild. He did what he could to help AIDS victims in Africa and elsewhere. He was dealt quite the hand. He protected our economy from the 2nd Great Depression. He took everything seriously. Afterall, these are serious issues. In all these things Mr. Bush didn’t work alone. God was his guide. humanly speaking, Mr. Bush surrounded himself with top quality people, experts in their fields. They did a fine job!
We should be proud of and grateful to Mr. Bush and his cabinet for the many right decisions they made for the good of our country.
“Mr. Bush, you can expect that letter very soon.”
I received this book for free for review from Waterbrook Multnomah Publishiers.
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