Little Boys at Christmas

Boys will be boys. Sterling had to buy the Polar Express this year to go under our tree. It was fun to see him working so hard to put it together all for the moment when.... Lucas came over to see. He loved it. Couldn't get enough. I had a hard time taking pictures that wouldn't blur due to him bouncing around with excitement.

Doesn't his little face say it all? He was in awe. He might stalk our house every day just to watch the train.

And here is our pretty tree in our gorgous new living room. It looks so pretty that I just sit and stare at it.

Happy

My friend Marie

For Thanksgiving I know I should be gushing about some little soldier in Afghanistan...
but I already did on his blog. hehe
Today I am grateful for my friend, Marie.
This started out as a simple patient/dental assistant relationship. You know, I suck up her spit and she is just a good patient...
Well she starts bringing in hand made items to sell. Now, this chick is 90 years old and crafts like a goddess! She makes cards and hats, scarfs and baby sweaters. I mean, she is pro! So I start buying up a few items. I took the boys over to pick some things up at her place and they could not believe she is 90! She is though! She is amazing!
So, I stopped by to purchase some of her crocheted stockings and next thing I know, I have been chattin it up with my new BFF for 2 hours! AND made a lunch date before I left.
I gotta tell ya, she is cooler than half the friends I have that are my age. And she is lonely. She is in an assisted living center but has no friends because they are all miserable and she is so healthy and fun loving.
In true Gordon Moore fashion, I would love her to be my Grandma. I love her and I am thankful for her at this time of Thanksgiving.

Is this what I've come to????

I am not proud of this...
I woke up today and noticed by bedside table looked sad.
I want to point out several things
-The peace earrings, (my subtle attempt at world peace)
-The controller for my music
My Army squeeze stress ball
-The self tanning lotion (I am one pasty chick lately)
-The inch of dust on everything. (EWWW)
-My new found love, Lyrca (Drugs ahhh)
-The new Kindle on top of two other books I have yet to read.
-And of course the 3 empty jugs of Diet Coke!
Pitiful, pathetic...

Sigh...

Long week. Very long week. I got to speak to Cade for a while on Saturday and while it was fantastic to talk to him, it made me miss him like crazy! Maybe more than that, I just want to hold him. I know that he is seeing things none of us would dare be witness to and I just want to wrap that little man up in a big hug and remind him he is loved and it will be ok.

OK

No comments on the last post please.

Sweet!

The Utes will be wearing these jerseys in the TCU game this weekend. They are in support of The Wounded Warrior Program. Notice how the names are replaced with the commitment, loyalty etc... So cool of the Utes, Underarmour and the Wounded Warrior Program!
Go Utes!

Joy, Rapture and Singing from Rooftops

My lover has come through for me again!
I love him!
I love this!
I am happy!

Again... new address

Well, just an adaption. Leave out Afghanistan in his address. See his blog by clicking on his picture to the right and it will give all the details.