Baby Greene

I meant to ask Tim if he had heard anything more about Baby Greene. I'd like to know a name or even if it's a boy or girl. I did some quick research on cancer in infants. 50% of cancer in babies this young is Neuroblastoma. It sounds like this is possibly highly curable in babies despite the aggressive presentaion. And sometimes the tumors even spontaneously disappear. What a miracle that would be. Without sounding patronizing, if your baby has to be diagnosed with cancer this might be the one with the best outcomes. I am praying that since the Greene family has to be in this situation, that their baby has the form of cancer that has very high cure rates in these tiniest of patients. I pray that they find the best doctors and that their child responds to all the treatments and is quickly healed.

Mystery Money

The mystery of the money has been solved. Abbie brought home an award certificate from the art show. Her teacher told her the certificate was supposed to have been in the envelope, not a blank sheet of paper.



Abbie had her Outstanding student ceremony on Thursday. One student per grade is drawn at random to come to a pizza party with the principal. She got it!! She had the best week!!!

The Greene Family

Wesley Greene is a student in Tim's MBA class. We don't know him very well or know his family at all. They have been given devastaing news about their 6 month old baby. The baby had exploratory surgery and was found to have stage 4 cancer with tumors in the liver, spinal cord, bones and a mass behind the lungs. The doctors delivered chemotherapy directly through the heart and are going to see if a stem cell transplant is an option.

Please add this family to your prayers. Pray for these parents to have faith in God's plan. Pray for this tiny angel to be free from pain and fear.

Matisse Artiste

Which is the real masterpiece by Henri Matisse???

Well I guess Abbie holding her blue ribbon probably gave it away :)

I am so happy for her. I love the picture too. Honey, in case you are reading my blog in your spare time (ha-ha) I would like this framed for my office for Mother's Day.

p.s. -she might have won $25 for her first place showing. Today she had an unmarked envelope (other than her name) in her folder containing a mysterious blank sheet of paper folded around $25.00, probably unmarked bills. I will have to investigate....

Grateful Friday

I have been wanting to keep up with Grateful Friday posts but it's usually Saturday by the time I remember that Friday is over. I read an email this morning and it was absolutely just what I needed for Grateful Friday:

I AM THANKFUL:

• FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS its HOT DOGS TONIGHT, BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.
• FOR THE HUSBAND WHO IS ON THE SOFA BEING A COUCH POTATO (or downstairs working/studying),BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.
• FOR THE TEENAGER (or 71/2 year old) WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.
• FOR THE TAXES I PAY BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED .
• FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.
• FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.
• FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE
• FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING, WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING, AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME
• FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT BECAUSE IT MEANS
  WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH..
• FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN B LESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION .
• FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.
• FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY BECAUSE IT MEANS I CAN HEAR.
• FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.
• FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.
• FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.
• AND FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL BECAUSE ? IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.

I am going to be much more aware of the things I find myself complaining about and try to remember to show thanks for the little things. God has truly blessed our family and I have nothing to complain about.

Mommy Confession/Abbie's Great Week

Last week Abbie brought home a letter. It was a Congratulations for having her artwork selected to be in a local art show at the library. There were 2 tickets to attend the opening night and awards presentation.

This past Monday she came home and told me that she won First Place but we missed the ceremony. I grabbed the tickets to check the date and sure enough we missed it. I was heartbroken. I could not believe that we weren't there for her first big winning moment. She was okay with it but I wasn't. I don't even remember actually looking at the date, that's why I was so upset with myself. I didn't want her to think it wasn't an important accomplishment or that we weren't proud of her. Luckily the art will be on display for a few more weeks so we can go see it and get some pictures.

Then on Tuesday she was selected as the March Outstanding student for her class. There is a ceremony and the principal hands out certificates and a tee-shirts. And I already wrote down the date!!!!

Crazy Days...

I have a new job. I am the VP of Operations of Nitor Solutions. My husband is my boss. I told him I wanted my title to be Queen of All Things That Matter. Tim's business is taking off and he no longer has time to do the billing and other administrative tasks. I'm actually looking forward to it. It's nice to feel needed for something other than wiping a butt.

We are converting the dining room into a home office for me. On Saturday, we're driving 10 hours to Atlanta and back to go to the Ikea store there. I hope it's worth it. I've never actually been to one but they seem to have really nice stuff for the most reasonable prices. We're kind of looking forward to just getting away without the kids, too. We've barely had time to talk in the past couple of weeks.

I just found out that they are opening an Ikea in Charlotte next year. Doesn't help me now, though.

I have a "Bad Mommy" confession but it will have to wait. Lost is getting ready to start. It was nice to watch Ashton Kutcher...mmm...but I really missed the Enhanced Lost. I, for one, needed the refresher to remember what happened and to clue me in to things that had gone right over my head.

Duh...

I just noticed when I logged in tonight that I had 5 comments to review. I didn't even realize that I turned that on. I was starting to think that nobody loved me :( So a belated thanks for your comments. You like me, you really like me :)

1500

I hit the big 1500 today on my site counter! It was me!!


*Now, an hour and a half later it's up to almost 1530...I've been playing around on my blog so much today that all of those are me too :)

Thank You God

I must have thanked God 1000's of times already in the last half hour. My hands are a bit shaky now that the numbness is wearing off and I've had a chance to think about some of the 'what ifs'.


Tim was getting ready to leave the house around 11:20 to go study and was giving the kids kisses good-bye, sometimes he does sometimes he doesn't. Thank God today was a day that he did. He couldn't find Cameron. He wasn't in the playroom with Abbie and Cooper. Luckily, he found him right away but he had spotted him outside as he walked past the front door. Today is in the 40's and the wind is blowing so hard the windows are rattling. Cam had on just a t-shirt and pants, no shoes or socks.


Around 11:00 Tim had gone down to the garage to bring a bookshelf around and into the house through the front door. Cameron must have followed him down and slipped outside while I was answering the phone and getting to the front door to let Tim inside. Of course we then tended to the furniture.


Forward to 11:20 and Tim spots Cameron climbing the stairs to the front porch. He is clutching the sucker he got at the portrait studio and screaming "Mommy". He was out there this whole time. I'm so thankful for so many things at this point...

• that it's cold out and he didn't have on any shoes because that deterred him from wandering off or playing in the driveway which he probably would have done otherwise


• that today was a day that Tim took a few extra minutes to say Good-bye to the kids before he left to back out of the driveway.


• that he was actually leaving the house today or who knows how much longer Cam would have been out there

Things that I will do as a result of today:

• I need to put the knob cover back on the basement door


• keep that door closed at all times


• ****Always know where all my kids are any time I am going to get in my car


• Thank God for my beautiful, healthy children

Amen

Momnesia

I learned a new word on the Today show this morning:

• MOMNESIA: the mental fuzziness and memory lapses that set in shortly after childbirth.

The Today show doc said that it is only temporary, lasting about a year after said child's birth. I beg to differ since my affliction began approximately 8 years ago with no cure in sight.

I Googled Momnesia and found this blog of the same name. It's pretty cute. I espescially like this entry about Office Vocabulary. It's very "Office Space". Love that movie. Makes me kind of glad to be home takng care of my....

....hmmm, ummm, sorry, I forgot what I was gonna say :)

The Shortest Fairy Tale

My favorite email last week...

The Shortest Fairy Tale

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?"

The girl said: 'NO!'

And the girl lived happily ever-after and went shopping, dancing, camping, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn't get fat, traveled more, had many lovers, didn't save money, and had all the hot water to herself.

She went to the theatre, never watched sports, never wore friggin' lacy lingerie that crawled up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants and was pleasant all the time.

The End