Walker Shakespeare

I never knew Walker had such excellent writing skills!!!! LOL!!! Here are a few excerpts from his writings at school the last week. Enjoy!!!

Frankenstein:

"If I saw him, I would ceal him" (kill him)
"He ate a washing machine" (apparently this Frankenstein has a spin cycle)
"His head smells like a garbechen can" (garbage....but he ought to smell good seeing as how he ate that washing machine)
"He has a bun" (hmmm, I wonder if this Frankenstein is a woman in a man's body?)


Football:

"Me and Tucker play football"
"I am fast" (compared to some, I guess he is)
"We are fantactect" (fantastic....so fantastic in fact that we have a 1-4 record)


The Plate:

"I help my mom clean the plate with a sponge"
"It was fun" (yea, that won't last long)
"I was in the house of Michael Jaxons kitchen" (well, I can promise you that is somewhere I would never be....at least Walker has an imagination)

Why do I blog?

Back when I first decided to blog, I remember thinking to myself that I'm not sure why I want to. Well, a year or so later, that still hasn't changed. I don't know why I do it???
I typically don't have anything interesting to say. I tell stories from my everyday life, I ask for prayers requests, I rant and rave a little bit.... I figured only 5-6 people read it on a normal basis. But I recently discovered that more people read it than I thought (shout out to Angie and Sandie). I have added it to my Facebook profile, so now more people read it than I probably want them to. ha
I even had one friend say that he thought it was some professional journalist writing some of my stories until he saw my name posted at the bottom. He concluded that Mrs. Holt (my old English teacher) taught me well. I have come to the conclusion that he must be inebriated when he reads my stories! :) Just kidding Stephen.... Thanks for the compliment!
See, I have no idea what to write now. I am not creative, I don't really have anything to say today....so I guess I will wrap it up. Until the next time I find a reason to blog....

Just like that....

Most of us breeze through life and don't think twice about things. Then there are those of us who worry about everything....from the color of the paint on our walls down to the color of the roots of our hair. I am usually guilty of the latter, but my husband has taught me, or shall I say tried to teach me, that I can't worry about things. And I have come around to that concept pretty well in the last few years. Until someone close to me has a life changing experience....then I revert back to my old ways. My dear co-worker, Vikki, found out yesterday that her 2 year old son has Wilm's tumor, a cancerous tumor on one of his kidneys. Just like that, she has gone from living a normal, every day life, to fighting for her son, cause he is about to take on perhaps the biggest fight of his life. I don't have words of wisdom for her. All I have is the power to pray for her, her family, and the doctors and nurses who will take care of little Nathan. I have always admired Vikki for her strength and super mom powers! :) And I'm sure I won't be disappointed in her in this battle. I dedicate this post to Vikki...you are awesome and courageous. I know your faith in God will be your comfort. You are a pillar of strength, and that encourages me....just like that.

You are NOT going to wear that...

I take Walker to Party City today to try to find a costume. He quickly decided what he wanted, and while we are waiting for them to bring it out, I start people watching. I LOVE to people watch. Well, today was no disappointment.
I see teenage girls picking out the sexiest costumes they can find. I'm talking low-cut, short skirt, fish net wearing costumes.....nurses, police women, Heidi the whore from Sweden (pardon my language), sailors, etc... I was once that age, but not once do I remember wanting to dress like a hooker from Brooklyn. Where are the parents of these girls?
And then, the icing on the cake, the cherry on top, the cream of the crop....seeing two-ton Tina pick out a sexy pirate costume. PLEASE tell me you're buying that for your sister, or even your 16 year old daughter in this case. I cannot fathom seeing her trying to squeeze into this costume. All that came to mind was seeing the dough squeeze out of a can of biscuits when you're about to open it up. You know what I'm talking about....you just popped it open with the spoon and the dough is poking out? Yea, that's what I saw when I looked at her. And her "I ain't never been nowhere" redneck husband was beaming with pride at her selection. Hey buddy, you gonna pimp her out tonight to get enough dough (oh, there's that vision again) to buy you a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon? I honestly try not to make fun of people or talk about them, cause let's face it, I am no Miss America. But seriously....

9 years

Today is mine and Kevin's 9th anniversary. It has been a road of mostly ups, thank goodness. We hit our little pot holes every now and then, but I honestly can't imagine a life without him. I am thankful every day that God has put him in my life and that he is such a good daddy to our 3 kids.
He took me out to lunch today. And while we were gone, he told me that he has made plans for us to stay at the Westin at Bridge Street this weekend. We'll have dinner and go to a movie. Can I tell you how long it's been since we've been on a date? Well, I don't remember or I would tell you. It's been that long...
But anyway, thank you God for Kevin.