“5 years or 60 months…..

NO INTEREST!”

I swear, that is on a local flooring store sign.

I have a few Jackson funnies for your viewing pleasure:
—He and I were talking about the Pilgrims coming over on the Mayflower. Except Jackson thinks it’s the Cauliflower.
—It’s not San Francisco….it’s Sam from Sisco.

He makes me laugh. Hard. And often.

The dream….

My Aunt Ann passed away on July 22, 2008. I have waited and waited for her to visit me in my dreams. I knew in my heart that she would…just didn’t know when. It finally happened. Early this morning, I dreamed about her. And today is my birthday. She came to me in my dreams, on my 38th birthday. She was as beautiful as ever…happy, healthy. I think we might have been in Heaven; that part, I’m not too clear on. It was some sort of family get-together. Lots of family was there, at a table, eating. Everything was so clear and bright and white. And she was laughing that laugh of hers. I miss that sound. Jacob had a nightmare and came and woke me up. After I got him back to bed and snuggled with him for a few, I went back to bed and just wished that I could restart that dream. I so badly wanted it to be real. I’ve thought about her all day. I miss her so much. And the song “I Hope You Dance” came on the radio today at work while we were eating lunch. On a station that normally plays Top 40 music. (That song was in a journal she started when she first got sick….) I literally stopped with a fork halfway to my mouth when I realized the song. I cried. Just tears pouring down my face. I didn’t even realize I was crying. The girls I work with were tearing up, too. I had told them about the dream and then the significance of that song. There were no dry eyes.

I just miss her. Very much. Every day.

::::The original post in which I  talked about Aunt Ann and “I Hope You Dance”….click here.

Thank God they are alive!

My nieces poor Escape....

They had to extricate my sister….

http://gcdailyworld.com/story/1489435.html   —>the link to the story

from the local paper.

I just keep thanking God. The phone call from my niece last night was terrifying. Honestly,  I can’t remember much of the conversation. We were behind the fire/rescue truck on the way to the scene…and it seemed like

we couldn’t get there fast enough. Rhonda and I both took off at a sprint

(or *our* version of a sprint!!!) as soon as my truck was in park. I couldn’t

get my arms tight enough around Amber. That poor child. That was *her*

car. *HERS*. It was such a chaotic scene. Like I said, we were right behind the rescue vehicle so they were just turning on the generators and getting  the big lights up. I saw the ‘Jaws of Life’…scary, knowing they were going to use  that to remove my sister from the vehicle. I don’t remember much…my nephew…not sure how he got out. He just sort of appeared behind me. He was  terrified. Poor kid. He never shows any emotion and  he

was completely shaken. Crying and just clinging. Amber was complaining of back and neck pain. She was put on a backboard and loaded into one of the

two ambulances. They got my sister out after some struggling. All three were transported to the hospital. And thank the good Lord above, they were fine. Just bruised and shaken. Amber’s little 2007 Ford Escape didn’t

escape. It is a complete loss. Thankfully, it is completely paid for and the

insurance company said it wouldn’t be much involved in getting her taken care of.

There is something to be said for airbags. The Escape had curtain airbags. And the sheriff said that probably saved my sister’s life!!!! Hug and kiss your loved ones. Nobody is guaranteed anything.

“Another One Bites The Dust”…my version of my hubby falling down stairs.

Last night, we (me and Jason) were at some friends’ house. We were all drinking, playing games and just having a grand ole time. It was pushing 1:30am and we were drunk. Some of us more so than others. The friends have a finished walk-out basement so that is where we hang out. So for whatever reason, Jason was upstairs. None of us knew he was up there (I assumed he was in the bathroom)…until the sounds of flailing arms and legs reached our ears. I swear, the house shook a little and the lights dimmed. You know how as Mom’s we just *know* when something has happened to one of our kids? Well, I had that gut feeling….except all of my children were home with their aunts…the only person I had was Jason. And yep, it was him. I can’t even begin to describe the sight that greeted me as I rounded the bar. My husband (all 205 pounds of him!) was sprawled, face first on the landing. His arms were at his sides and his legs were still on the stairs. It was as if he didn’t even try to save himself. The shoulder of his shirt was completely scuffed. Blood was dripping from numerous wounds about his face. Let’s see…there is a quarter-sized scuff right between his eyebrows. Right on his lash line of his left eye is another little gem. His nose was bleeding. His mouth was bleeding. Large carpet burn-type anomaly on his right thumb area. He was just precious. I, of course, burst out laughing. The guy friends got him into the bathroom and were coddling him. While me and the girl friends were laughing our asses right off. And taking pictures with our cameras!!! And as if that weren’t insult enough, once we got home, Amber and I took a permanent marker and used his torso as a canvas. Amber wrote “I love drinking!” and “I love Vicky!” and “I should quit drinking!” Extremely funny stuff. Wish I had a picture on my camera. Because I soooo would post it.
So this morning, Rhonda and I (my sisters are still here from FL) rubbed some salt in le’ wounds. She was quite the artist and has some fantastic renderings…click here to see. She reenacted the entire thing on paper. And I made a playlist on iTunes dedicated to my husband’s misfortune. A sampling of my tunes:

• “Double Vision”-Foreigner
• “Don’t Bring Me Down”-ELO
• “I’m All Shook Up”-Elvis
• “Pieces of Me”-Ashlee Simpson
• “Help”-Beatles
• “Staying Alive”-The BeeGees
• “Damaged”-Danity Kane
• “Barely Breathing”-Duncan Sheik
• “Stand or Fall”-The Fixx
• “Upside Down”-Jack Johnson
• “Hit The Floor”-Linkin Park
• “Footloose”-Kenny Loggins
• “Wipeout”-The Safaris
• “I’ve Seen Better Days”-Sublime
• “Fat Lip”-Sum41
• “Free Fallin”-Tom Petty

Wow…we crack us up. He *is* okay, by the way. Just a lil’ damaged.

We are working things out….

Jason and I, that is. Things weren’t exactly as they were told to me. We have had the best week. Funny how things are put into perspective when it’s almost taken from you. We both have/had some issues that we need to work through. We aren’t blaming each other but we are both at fault. We decided that ‘we’ are worth it and are committed to each other.