Friday, September 26, 2008

Oh, I almost forgot....

Here is a little fantasy football update for you. We are going into week 4 of our season. This is where it starts to get a little tricky. Players are starting to get hurt and teams are starting to have bye weeks.

I just thought I would let you know I need you to keep your fingers crossed. The Lethal Ladybugs are 3-0 this week. I am the only undefeated team. I have a tough, tough, tough opponent this week though. So keep those fingers crossed that the only woman in the league can show those men how it is done!

Lethal Ladybugs

Where does time go?????

We finally made it back to Texas. It was actually a couple of days ago, but things have been very busy. We had a little more damage than we thought. However, none of it compares to the devestation that others have endured. It is absolutely heartbreaking to see some of the damages. Do you know that there are still people without power? It has been 2 weeks. They are much stronger than I could even think about being. We have declared ourselves "King and Queen Pansies". Don't think I won't be running back to TN for the next storm. I have lots of insulation and needs lots of cold AC :-)

I want to thank my dear friend Tedra for blogstalking. She saw this counter (see it on the top right hand side of my blog?) and told me that I needed to add it to my blog. It is in honor of our first daughter, Sarah Grace. I can't believe it has almost been 5 years. My how things change so quickly. It is all so real that it seems like yesterday. I can see it all so clear and vivid - each minute as it passed that day. My hope has always been that no one should ever have to go through that. Sadly, a dear former student just walked in our shoes this past week. There are so many things I want to say to him, but nothing I say will ever take away the pain he feels. It lives inside Dusty and I. Not a day goes by that we don't think about Sarah Grace. It is nice to have everyone think of you and be there for you in the beginning, but soon those people will go on with their lives. My life has a void in it -there will always be something missing. I know that God has his reasons and sometimes I think I know why and understand why He took her from us, but it still doesn't make it any easier. However, life can't stand still and we must go on. We are so fortunate that God blessed us with Bailey. She is truly our miracle and I thank God daily for her.

Well now that life is somewhat getting back into the swing of things, I hope to be a more faithful blogger and finally figure out how to get this page up and running with all the bells and whistles to go with it.

Much love

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Still here....

We are still in Tennessee. The weather here is wonderful! The high has been 68. It is clear, crisp, and sunny. I love these kinds of days. A chill in the air, but the sun keeps you warm. Bailey has been having a wonderful time. We have spent the days with her Papaw. We have seen cows, horses, been to the park and created a stick garden (I am not sure what that is, but it kept her entertained for a long time). At Mimi's, we have rode the 4 wheeler, rode her 'hi'-cycle (tricycle - everything starts with 'hi' - 'hi' cream, 'hi' cycle,) and played upstairs in the play room. She has even discovered the game Memory (the matching game) and LOVES it. It has been fun watching her learn and discover new things here in TN. However, we are ready to go home.

LaPorte still won't let residents return. Even with strict orders not to return, my dad and sister did. Fortunately for them, they both had power. We on the other hand - do not! My dad drove over to our house yesterday. It is worse than what we had previously been told. We did loose the window in the back, but don't know the damage inside still. We lost our entire fence. Bailey's swing is a mangled mess. Dad said there was no salvaging it. We lost shingles on the roof, so we are praying there was no leaking during all the rain. We even lost a tree in the front yard. Praise the Lord it didn't fall on Dusty's car or truck. All of it is minor damage really, but it is so disheartening. I feel really sick about the swing. Bailey got it for her birthday this past year and she absolutely loved it. It breaks my heart for her. I guess we know what someone will be getting for Christmas or her next birthday :-)

I hope everyone is well. Dusty, Bailey and I will continue to enjoy our little vacation. School is supposed to resume Monday. I guess we will see.

Love to all

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Good news....

I just thought I would let everyone know that we have talked with our neighbor. He went and looked over our house. We lost our back fence. Funny thing is that he doesn't know where it is, but it isn't there. We had a window blow out the back of the house. Dusty called one of his fellow coaches (who rode it out there) and Coach Torres went by and patched up the window. He checked inside the house and it seems that everything is in tact. No flooding or anything! Praise the Lord! God is good!!!

Thanks for your prayers!

Friday, September 12, 2008

Looking out my hotel window....

Two days, 450 miles, and 11.5 hours of traffic later, I find myself sitting in Jackson, MS. waiting to see what kind of damage Ike will do to the Gulf Coast. I have sat here in this hotel room flipping channels from the Weather Channel to every news station, surfing the net and fighting a bored 2 years old all day long. I have accomplished nothing, but have caused myself great stress worrying about my house. I live very close to the coast. This incredible surge they keep talking about is causing me to 'meltdown'. I am very worried about my house. I know that I left with everything that is truly important - my child and husband (Kennedy too), but you can't help but still worry. There are thousands of memories collected within those walls. I would love to be able to create more. I come to you today and ask for you to say a prayer for me and my family - for our safe travel and our home we left behind.

God bless you all and be safe!

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Hurricane Ike

Here we go again! I am so frustrated with Hurricane season. When does it end? Hurricane Ike is making his way towards the Texas coast. It looks as if we are in for almost a direct hit here in the big LP. Question is "Do you evacuate?" Mmmmmm......been through that with Rita. It is hard for me to believe that Contraflow lanes will solve all those problems. We have booked a room near Intercontinental Airport just in case. However, is that really far enough inland? What do you do? I am the kind of person that needs plans (in advance) and structure. Ike does not fit into my schedule. I have too much going on in my life to have Ike to come along. Things are going to be interesting around here!

Also, thanks Lianna (Donkey), I love you!

Say a prayer

Sunday, September 7, 2008

The Season has started....

Can you smell the excitement in the air???? As if living and breathing high school football isn't enough at my house, the fantasy football season kicked off today at noon. Can I get a woo hoo? I am fired up! I have a kick butt team this year. Yea that's right, I play. Normal I am the annoying person that smashes the 'real' players hopes and dreams of making it to the Super Bowl. Not this year baby. I am a contender! Thank you Willie Parker! Muah - I love you man! I even stepped out of the box and drafted a Co..Co..Cow...Cowboy! Ugh! I know, I know....I can't believe it myself. I ashamed! I am so sorry, but the money sounds so good. I could do alot with the winnings. And I am well on my way after taking out Buddy Blues today. Ha ha ha - he thought I would be an easy win. NEVER, EVER count out the Lethal Ladybugs!


Friday, September 5, 2008

A cool feeling....

I remember several years ago listening to the radio on the way to work. My favorite radio station (back then) had a DJ named Robbie. Robbie always did cool feelings. I thought they were humorous and could often relate. I had a cool feeling today and thought I would share.

After my long day of work, I go pick Bailey up from daycare. We grab her a Happy Meal, wash my truck and run a few errands before heading home. Once we get home, I let the dog out and run Bailey's bath water. I put her in the tub and fill it with bubbles. I go to let the dog in the house, but he isn't at the back door. Ten minutes later I go back to the door and still no dog. Finally, I have enough snap to look at the gate - it's wide open!!!! What the heck????? Now what? My dog is running down some street like a lunatic and my child is in the middle of her bath. What do you do????????? Obviously, I said a prayer for the dog and finished giving Bailey a bath. We eventually got in the truck and started our search. It took about 30 minutes and 14 good samaritans, but we finally caught him. The smallest aroma of freedom and he is CRAZY!!!!

Cool feeling for the day....You are rescuing one love from all the dirt and germs of the day, while you pray your other love doesn't get hit by a car. Now that is a cool feeling!

Thank God that Kennedy was okay. I don't know how I would have told her that her puppy was gone!

~ Wendy

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

A giant step.....

Today was monumental for me. Bailey went to an actual daycare for the first time today. I have pics, but don't know how to post yet. Yes, I am a dork taking pictures on her first day. She did awesome! No tears, no screaming, no kicking! She walked in and went straight to the other kids. She is so much more social than her dad and I. I was pleased. She told me that she would see me later and that was it, so I left. Then the tears came - not from her, but me. I can't believe how grown up she is becoming. I felt so empty leaving her :-( I am sure you are thinking that I went on to work and continued my day with never a thought more - WRONG!! I am the secret neurotic mother that calls. Yes, I called to check on her midway through the day. She was fine, of course. As the school day ended, I bounded for the door to pick up my sweet baby girl. I got there and she was excited to see me. No bumps, bruises, cuts or scratches. She was just the same way I left her (just a tad dirtier and sweatier). What a relief. They said it was like she had been there everyday. She fit right in. Thank the Lord for answering my prayers!! God is good!


Monday, September 1, 2008

The Beginning we go! My super duper best friend Tedra started a blog awhile back. She has been after me to keep up with it, so I have been trying. I found it rather humorous and continued to check back more often. I have even left a comment or two. This got me to thinking. Maybe I should begin a blog. Then I thought, naw...we are pretty boring over here in the big ol' city of La Porte. Then I thought 'Why not?'

"We interrupt this marriage to bring you the high school football season"

If there is a special place in heaven reserved for the mothers of little boys, I maintain that the same could be said for the wives of high school football coaches.

High school football lasts for three months every fall, but it is certainly a year-round job. Football coaches are hard-working, dedicated, resilient, patient (except at home), competitive, and tough.

Their wives are all of that and then some. They are the "coach" at home in every sense of the word. They possess unique skills, talents, and world-class patience that allow them to survive each season. To say that they are right up there next to saints and other worldly figures is a fairly accurate comparison.

If you are a little unsure of that statement, watch what happens the next time a wife gets sick during the season and see the wheels come flying off the wagon at home faster than a 4.4 40-yard dash.

Wives hold the household together during the season by being chef, maid, counselor (talking coach off the ledge after a loss), landscape technician, plumber, mechanic, schedule coordinator (this one can be a real joy), event planner, parent, spouse, bill collector (from the husband), chauffeur, mediator (between the husband and the kid), shopper (this one can actually be fun), sounding board, public relations liaison (this role can take many forms), and the list could continue.

She also probably works, because coaches make the big dollars (Ha ha ha). As an added bonus, she gets to sit in the bleachers on Friday nights and listen to all the grumblings, insults, profanity, gestures, and play-calling/strategic moves advanced by all the "coaches" in the stands.

Coaches are absent both physically and mentally so much during the season, that wives truly must be a jack (or jill)-of-all-trades to keep the fort held down. Football takes substantial amounts of time, energy, and commitment from coaches. Twelve to fourteen hour days are the norm. It is difficult for coaches to come home after these days and make significant contributions. Exhaustion settles in after awhile.

Thus, the need for the extraordinary energy (she also worked all day) and resolve of the wife to take up the slack for their husband. Whoever coined the phrase "behind every great man is a great woman", was giving a rock-solid description of coaches and their wives.