So, I know it has been a long time since I have posted. Why? I don't know. I just can't seem to get into blogging like I was before. I'm trying to kick that feeling but only time will tell.
The pictures should tell the story of the Vacation pretty well.
Disneyland checklist
I'll report the details later...wish me luck!
Don't know why I chose that title...probably because I'm in this wierd giggly everythings funny type of mood. I really wish the weather would stop being so whishy washy. It's spring already, I know we live in a desert but I don't care I want warm weather. It snowed yesterday. It's not like it's February or March, it's April already we can stop with the winter weather.
By the time it warms up enough for me to go out and tend to the flowers it'll be July!! I found a sketch of my dream home today. I know it is the house I have always dreamed about. Someday when we are filthy rich it might happen but not until then.
My youngest sister started a blog, but as of yet she has only made one post. I think maybe she doesn't think it is cool because no one has visited her blog yet; only family. If you feel like it click on her blog in my sidebar. The Rigby's #4 sister.
I'm getting anxious to leave this weather and we are taking a trip in a couple of weeks down to good ole' mousetown to see the main mouse himself.
Once again it is Sunday. Today was so great for me. I had many things to think and ponder about. It comes to me again what a miracle life is. We all have choices to make and live as we live and time goes by. I am a firm believer in attitude. I believe you can be in the lowest of circumstances and be as happy and free as any rich and/or prosperous people. It's how you look upon your life and what you place importance on.
I feel that I have been very blessed in my life. I have wonderful parents who reared me to be thankful for many things. Life is difficult at some points, but if we remember how wonderful life really is we can be happy in any circumstance.
I feel blessed to be able to adopt a child, especially one from such a wonderful culture. I know that the wait is hard (we all know that)...but I hear that once your child is placed in your arms the long feelings of the wait just disappear. I hope that we can all be as positive as we can while we wait for our precious children to be placed in our arms. I am dreaming of that day and I will hold on for that day.
This task of writing in a blog seems to be a lot more difficult than I thought after the long break I took from blogging. Now my two youngest sisters have blogs and they are much funnier than I am. I will direct you to theirs if you are looking for a good laugh. My sister Karen has 3 kids which keep her very much entertained. Although sometimes I get several calls a day from her telling me of the fun "adventures" that have created an absurd amount of cleaning for her now to do. I guess I'm not much help because I only live maybe 5 miles from her but I don't volunteer to come help. Sorry K.
I'm frustrated as I'm sure everyone else is about this darned wait. Recently I saw the rumor queen state that they were placing through Jan. 10, 2006. A whopping 4 days! It seems like forever before we will get to my date of August 11,2006. Good Glory!!
Valentines Day...a day I have mixed feelings about, is it fun? Is it lame? I don't know. I do know that we sure did have fun this valentines day. We all dressed up and went to the Ballet to see "Cinderella." It was so good. The evil stepsisters were played by men who completely exaggerated their characters. They had us laughing the whole time. Afterwards, we went to dinner and overall it was a great evening. My hubs also sent me flowers..so nice.
Friday, Ace was done with boot camp and let me just tell you that was one happy dog that we brought home. We were all happy to have him back, and back minding and obeying everything we say. I LOVE MY DOG!!
Needless to say when we got home both A and Ace were both happy and tired as I snuck a few photos of the sleeping friends.
Sundays...church, dinner and time to think. Today I'm missing my mom. She died 10 years ago, I am still not free...from guilt & shame. I wonder if I'll ever be. I wasn't the kind of person I should have been at her death. I loved her but it made me so sad to see her. I was young and tired of all the responsibilities that became mine. She died when I was 24, became ill when I was 8. I unlike my younger sisters have good memories of her when I was young. She had parties, dressed us in the cutest clothes, spent time playing with us...we loved her. We always will.
In 1980 she was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. Her type was chronic progressive, she never had a break from the disease. A year or two after diagnosis we were driving downtown to get new Easter Dresses and we had a car accident. She not wanting to hurt anyone decided to stop driving. As time went on she became weaker and weaker til the time came where we could no longer take care of her needs. She entered a nursing home and it wasn't long before she died.
I miss mom in special times like my wedding and in quiet times like now. I am happy for her that she is no longer a prisoner in her own body. I mourn her still, but it goes unnoticed except to me.
Mom I love ya.
