
This is a satellite image of Hurricane Rita that hit us in September of 2005. I think I still have PTSD symptoms from that whole evacuation scenario.

This is a satellite image of Hurricane Rita that hit us in September of 2005. I think I still have PTSD symptoms from that whole evacuation scenario.



I added Twitter to the upper right corner so keep adding updates. It's a pretty neat thing and I'm still trying to get used to it, but I can definitely see it getting more popular. I kind of messed around with it and you can go into Everyone and catch a glimpse of what others are saying and if you get interested, you can stay up on their updates via your phone and text into your updates. It was kind of cool so I might be adding to it periodically.
OK, so Brent and I had fun last night. I was outside watching them ride the four-wheeler and dirt bikes and then Brent took Ian riding on the Buell. That kid loves that motorcycle. He loves his daddy too but put them both together and it's a winning combination. OK, so no more blah, blah, blah about the boys and Brent. Anyway Brent rode up to me and said "How in the hell can I still be in love with you after all this time? We should be over this by now, right?" I don't know if it will ever happen but I'm just enjoying the ride while it lasts. And what a great ride it is....





Ian drew this picture of him and his daddy on the computer this morning. Since they look so much alike and I guess he sees it too and hears it all the time, he drew them exactly the same or close enough to it but you get the idea. The inscription at the top reads: "Have a happy Father's Day Daddy! I love ridding dirt bikes with you. I hope your Father's Day is filled with joy, love." Brent said I told him what to write and Liam and I both adamantly denied it. He did it all on his own. Actually, I had to turn on the printer because they print off all kinds of crap but other than that, it was all his idea. I can tell you that no one helped him write it or draw it and I thought it was pretty good considering he used correct punctuation, only misspelling "ridding" but the fact that he doubled the consonant on the end after he dropped the "e" tells me that he was at least trying to be grammatically correct. What can I say, he is my son too! We just cracked up after I pointed out all these little things to Brent who could really give a crap, he just loved the picture. I have to study it for a while and get into his way of thinking. He even used the correct "your" instead of "you're." Little toot seemed to have learned a lot in first grade!
A few words of encouragement I ran across that seemed to convey some sort of message: Your children love you unconditionally, accept it. Sometimes I see idiots who try and test the limits of their children's love and I personally find it disgusting. Man UP! Take responsibility and enjoy the love they give you. No one else in your life will ever give you that, except, of course, your parents as it should be!!! Now those are my words but I think the summation is fitting.

Book Review by a very bored, SAHM upon whom no one should actually base an opinion as "Opinions are like assholes, everybody has one" so here we go: Bought a great book at Barnes & Noble the other night. It's the Encyclopedia of Cajun and Creole Cuisine. It has over 600 pages of the most authentic recipes and stories about the history of Louisiana. The pages, well, you know how I feel about the pages... they are great. I cannot keep my hands off of them. They are thick, smooth, well-written and the photography is beautiful. I love looking at pics from the days gone by and the everyday life of the Acadians, Cajuns and just people, in general. If you get a chance to browse through it or buy it, it is well worth the money, well worth it. Brent liked it too and we followed the recipe for the shrimp boil and it was lovely, truly tasty in all aspects. My respect and admiration to Chef Folse for such a great book, a piece of literature in itself. 
(Denver, CO where Brent is trying very hard to get adjusted to the altitude and enjoying every minute of the cool temperatures. Booger.)Of course, it's not snowing there right now but this is the first picture I found. I'll try and post some if he remembers to take any.
Well, the last day of school is tomorrow and I for one couldn't be happier. I am sooooo exhausted and this will be another hurdle behind me. Monday started with a bang and Brent got to his flight on time. I then went to a mammo and ct scan with a friend and then spent the afternoon at the hospital visiting my lil momma with Tricia and Bailee. We had fun and cheered her up. By the time we left a couple of hours later she was laughing and was in good spirits. Brent called and he said the weather in Denver is beautiful and cool. God, what I wouldn't do for some 60 degree weather around here. Tuesday was Ian's awards in his classroom and Bailee went with me to see him. He did really well and received four awards and some pesos from Chile for an added bonus if you maintained above a 95 average. He was so proud he couldn't wait to get home to call his daddy and tell him about his awards. We dropped Ian off at his last game and then took Liam and Bailee with me back up to the hospital to meet up with the doctor and discuss our options about momma. It is very sad and depressing. Enough of that ... so Ian wins his last game and his granny said that he hit the ball all the way to the fence twice which is really good as it is on the big field. I told him I know his daddy is sorry he missed it. Poor little thing but he did well considering it was after 9:00 before we got home, showered and in the bed.