Reality Bites!

IF

someone you love (the ever-generous Mom #2) is wonderful enough to give you an early Christmas gift

AND

that early Christmas gift is two tickets for yourself and your best friend/sister to see an actual professional performance of The Nutcracker

AND

that performance of The Nutcracker is so magical and beautiful that you come home with an eternal song in your heart and start wondering why you didn't become a prima ballerina yourself (after all you KNOW you have what it takes)

AND

the song in your heart is so big and bountiful that it spills right out into the open and you start singing and dancing instead of walking around the house

THEN

it is very important that while you do the above mentioned singing and dancing . . . you avoid all mirrors

BECAUSE

they will just remind you that you look absolutely nothing like that beautiful ballerina who does The Dance of the Snow Queen in The Nutcracker.

*SIGH*


If I'm too lazy busy to get back on before Christmas, then have a wonderful holiday!



Until next time . . .

She Likes To Move It - Move It!

. . . But usually only if there's a doggie toy involved, LOL!

Until next time . . .

Woo Hoo!

Thanks to you all for the well wishes, prayers, positive vibes and such . . . we don't have the complete definite results yet, but all preliminary information leads us to believe that everything is fine with Baby Boy.

Hurray!!!

Mom #2 and I were sitting in the waiting room waiting for the surgeon to come out and when he delivered the great news to us, we burst into great big happy tears. I think he may have thought we were insane, but since we're a crazy looking couple pretty much everywhere we go . . . we're used to it, LOL.


I hope everyone had a great weekend and will have a fantastic week ahead.



Until next time . . .

Well Wishes Needed!

I'm extremely emotional today, because Baby Boy has to have surgery , so I'm going to keep it short and sweet.


This is how we got to this point:

• Routine blood work

• Interesting results

• More detailed and specific blood work
  

• Even more interesting results

• Extremely invasive and no-fun-at-all test

• The most interesting (and not in a good way) results to date

• Surgeon says "Well, Let's go in and take a look."
  

• This is where y'all start praying . . . . . . HARD!

It's supposed to be outpatient, and hopefully there will be no overly interesting results. I'll try to get back to update later - but no promises.


Thanks in advance!


Until next time . . .

Doo - Doo - Doo - Doo - - The Twilight Zone ;-)

I'll start from the beginning . . . I recently commented to my sister how I wish we could have a little snow around here because Baby Boy and my Baby Niece have never seen any.


In fact I even commented on both Michelle's and :)De's blogs that I was extra jealous of the beautiful pictures of their children playing in the snow.


So . . . I get up yesterday morning with errands to run and because it was already 85 degrees at 8:30 in the morning, I left the house wearing these shoes, a wardrobe staple here in the South.



Baby Boy and I ran errands, went to tae kwon do, had lunch, did some school work and picked up Mom #2 from work. We had dinner and settled in for a night of family fun. A regular old day in the neighborhood . . .


. . . or was it?


Suddenly in the middle of the night, the phone rings. Mom #2's brother calls us up and screams into the phone, "Wake up Baby Boy and go outside . . . IT'S SNOWING!"


What? Snow? In Central Texas?


But sure enough . . . we went outside and this is what we saw . . .


I know it isn't much to some of you . . . but it's the most I've seen in years.


So, in celebration, Mom #2 made us some of these . . .



. . . And we all sat up and watched The Weather Channel so that we could see what the heck was going on. Sure enough, the last time we had this much snow in December in Central Texas was in 1996 . . . over 10 years ago!


Sadly, when we got up this morning . . .it was all gone.


But we sure had fun last night . . . you know . . . looking out the window . . . because I forgot that when it snows outside . . . it gets COLD.


Brrrrr! How do y'all do it?


Until next time . . .