TGIF

Well, no PKPT for me. I admit it - I was pretty upset about not getting a call for PKPT. This was the first big contest I'd entered and had gotten pretty excited about it.

But I was sad and now it's over. No use dwelling on it. I feel good that I even entered. I have 12 fabulous pages finished that I might not have completed otherwise. I will slowly be adding them to my gallery at 2peas.

A Big THANK YOU to my fabulous friend Cheryl for knowing just how to cheer me up! (check out the page she did on her blog!) I feel so honored and blessed to have Cheryl as my friend and am so thankful for her friendship. I love ya C!

I've had the week from hell at work and am just glad it'll be over in 2 hours...

Have a great weekend everyone!

April Snow

So, Sunday we got 13 inches of snow. Yes, 13 inches on April 24th. Unreal. Of course, I had to take pictures. And I thought I'd share them for those of you not blessed with Cleveland weather. They're a bit dark because I took them Monday morning before work...

This is our house. That is my car. Parked outside the garage. Because my garage door broke last week. I said it wasnt' a big deal because it was April, not like I'd have to brush snow off it. Famous last words...


This tree is not normally a weeping willow.


Our deck. Would you like to eat outside tonight, honey?


Big tall tree on the back corner of the house that is now half on the ground. I didn't like it anyway.


Very sad. I love this tree. It's now broken in half.


Some of the many branches in our yard. One of these caused a phone line to fall across the road. Which caused me to call the police at 9:30 Sunday morning to come out and make sure no one drove into it. Lots of excitement.


And there you go. 13 inches of snow April 24th. Now the cleanup begins...

Instant tears...

Just got this from the Inspiration List this morning. Wow.

God Never Leaves You By Yourself
God has a way of allowing us to be in the right place at the right time.

I was walking down a dimly lit street late one evening when I heard
muffled screams coming from behind a clump of bushes. Alarmed, I
slowed down to listen, and panicked when I realized that what I was
hearing were the unmistakable sounds of a struggle: heavy grunting,
frantic scuffling, and tearing of fabric. Only yards from where I
stood, a woman was being attacked. Should I get involved? I was
frightened for my own safety, and cursed myself for having suddenly
decided to take a new route home that night. What if I became another
statistic? Shouldn't I just run to the nearest phone and call the police?

Although it seemed an eternity, the deliberations in my head had
taken only seconds, but already the girl's cries were growing weaker.
I knew I had to act fast. How could I walk away from this? No, I
finally resolved, I could not turn my back on the fate of this
unknown woman, even if it meant risking my own life.

I am not a brave man, nor am I athletic. I don't know where I found
the moral courage and physical strength---but once I had finally
resolved to help the girl, I became strangely transformed. I ran
behind the bushes and pulled the assailant off the woman. Grappling,
we fell to the ground, where we wrestled for a few minutes until the
attacker jumped up and escaped.

Panting hard, I scrambled upright and approached the girl, who was
crouched behind a tree, sobbing. In the darkness, I could barely see
her outline, but I could certainly sense her trembling shock. Not
wanting to frighten her further, I at first spoke to her from a distance.

"It's OK," I said soothingly. "The man ran away. You're safe now."
There was a long pause and then I heard the words, uttered in wonder,
in amazement.

"Dad, is that you?" And then, from behind the tree, stepped my
youngest daughter, Katherine.

That last sentence brought instant tears to my eyes. There's a link to the Inspiration List on the right if you're interested...

The Serenity Prayer

The Serenity Prayer

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.

- Something I find myself saying whenever I feel overwhelmed, confused and troubled. It's been a favorite of mine for many years. I just wanted to share it, hoping it can help you as well...

Random

My car does not stink like rotten milk. Thank goodness.

Michael's team won yesterday - absolutely fantastic and thrilling baseball game. They play them again this afternoon. Go Tigers!

My garage door opener broke. I am now parking outside. Thankfully it's not January.

I found a shirt today I forgot I had. A cute pink sweater with striped collar and cuffs from The Limited that was with summer things. Two things come out of this. 1. That I missed out on wearing it all winter. 2. That I didn't even know I missed out on wearing it.

I'm craving Chipotle. Guess that's what's for dinner tonight. Not like I was going to cook. I haven't cooked in at least 2 weeks.

I'm going to get the Chatterbox Dorm Room papers tonight. Finally! I cannot wait to go home and scrap.

Today it is 80. Thursday it will be 50. I love Ohio. No really, I do.

Cheryl and I sent each other over 90 emails yesterday. It's gotta be our record.

The April PaperDillies kit is awesome!

The Prince and Me is on sale for $7.50 at Target this week. I'm so getting it tonight. I want to be the Queen of Denmark.

Also at Target, Rob Thomas' new CD. He does look might fine with his new haircut. I will be picking this up tonight at well!

Rebekah is coming to visit this July as well as Cheryl. They'll be here for the whole weekend. My husband, however, has stated he will be at his brothers.

Mondays

I'm not a fan of Mondays. Who is though, right? I stayed up too late scrapping and woke up tired. I left my mini-heater at home today. Luckily, I snagged my boss's since she's out today. My lunch sucked because there wasn't enough of it - leftovers, plus I didn't have any pudding. Nothing bad, just a blah blah blah kind of day.

On the good side, I posted 3 pages today that I absolutely love. Since doing my PKPT entry I've really found my "style" or so I think. I've been feeling creative and enjoying it. I'll admit the lack of calls kind of stinks. But I'm so happy wiht my pages that I'm not worrying about it. The new Chatterbox came in at my favorite LSS so I can't wait to go pick that up. I'm having fun with the new MOD, Scenic Route, KI, Scrapworks and all the other fun goodies I've gotten recently.

It's supposed to be 74 today so I can't wait to get to Michael's game and soak up some sun after work. Speaking of Michael's team, they won both games of their doubleheader Saturday. They've got a full schedule this week with games M,T,W,Th and another doubleheader Saturday. Go Tigers!!

Movies

So, for some reason today at work, I brought up Rockula. A little-known movie from 1990. Which got me thinking of all the movies I love, that aren't what you'd call blockbusters. Here they are (because Cheryl told me to go write something in my blog):

Rockula- a cheesy vampire musical about a curse, a virgin and a hambone.<

Eddie and the Cruisers- fun music

Eddie and the Cruisers 2- gotta watch the sequel

Young Guns- Emilio Esevez, Charlie Sheen, Keifer Sutherland and Lou Diamond Phillips. Enough said.

Young Guns 2- see above post.

GiGi- I first watched this movie at a friend's grandparent's house on laserdisc in elementary school. GiGi is awesome. I want to be her when I grow up.

Splendour in the Grass- I want to be her too. I used to have this movie until someone stole it at a party in college. Tell me, who, besides me, wants to own this? One of these days I'll get it on dvd.

Roadhouse- How cool is Patrick Swayze!?!

Heathers-I also want to be Veronica.

Pump Up the Volume- Love Christian Slater in this.

And that's it for now. But as my friends know, I have a horrible memory so I'll probably think of more later and add to my list.

And yes, some of these movies are terribly hokey. But oh so entertaining!

Watch your purse

I know I do this all the time, I leave my purse in my car because I don't feel like taking it with me to the restaurant/store/gas station. I haphazardly shove it under the seat, hoping it doesn't show. Besides, I think, no one is going to break into the car and steal *my* purse.

I've recently changed my thinking. My sister Tara's car was broken into Wednesday night. They smashed her passenger side window in and stole her HIDDEN purse. Thankfully, she got it back yesterday – someone found it strewn about their yard and called her. She was able to cancel everything (which is of course, a huge pain) before they used it - although they did try.


So, just a reminder – don't leave your purse in your car. It can happen to you.

No use crying over spilt milk

So, I'm driving to work this morning, on time. I eat my poptart. Pick up my glass of milk....and drop it. Right into my lap. I have no idea how it happened. One minute it is in my hand, the next, in my lap. It was like my fingers just let go of it without me thinking it. So there I am, on 480, going 65 mph with milk seeping in my pants, under my butt, in to the seat, on the floor behind me. What a freakin' mess!! I started grabbing for tissues and napkins trying to soak it up. I got off at the first exit and found a towel in my trunk and a sweatshirt in the backseat. For all the crap I have in my car, I can't believe there weren't more things to use to clean it up. And I really couldn't believe how much milk was in that glass!! I swear, it was like I spilled a gallon! I realized I couldn't go to work because, well, I would start to stink. Pretty gross. So I turned arond and went home to change clothes and clean up the car. I got to work over an hour late. And when I leave, I get to drive home a stinky car. Guess I know what I'm doing Saturday... Oh well, my car needed cleaned out anyway.

Isn't she beautiful?

I'm talking about my mom, of course! I took this the day after Easter, after forgetting to get a picture of us on Easter Sunday. She has a birthday this month, but I can't tell you how old she'll be - she'd kill me! :) Love you, Mom!

I love Dr. Pepper

Seriously. I do. Ever since 7th grade, courtesy of Todd A. I just finished drinking one with lunch. Yum. But not Diet Dr. Pepper. I don't care what you say, it's not the same. I'm a pepper, don't ya want to be a pepper too?

Two Days

Something to think about...

TWO DAYS
There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday, with it's mistakes and cares, it's faults and blunders, it's aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is beyond recall.
The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with it's possible adversities, it's burdens, it's large promises, and perhaps its poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control. Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn.
This leaves only one day - today. Anyone can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when you and I add the burden of those two awful eternity's, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the experience of today that drives us mad. It is the remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday or the dread of what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore do our best to live but one day at a time.

From The Inspiration List

Gotta love Ohio weather..

So, Ohio weather is just so bizzare. Last Thursday, it was gorgeous, sunny and 70. Saturday morning it was freezing - windy, with snow and rain. By Sunday morning we had at least 3 inches of snow. One county had emergency bans in place, today there are still people in the Cleveland/Akron area without power. Cleveland now has had a record snowfall this winter 105+ inches. Now today it's supposed to be 70 again! And tomorrow as well then 60's the rest of the week. I swear, only here can you go from sandals, to turtleneck sweater and boots, and back to sandals....weird.

Tomorrow's the day..

Michael will be home from his trip to Florida with the baseball team tomorrow morning. I can't wait. I didn't realize how much I'd miss him. Thankfully the week went by very fast. Helped in part by the PKPT contest - I spent most of the week finishing my entry up. Now, I have to clean. Since he's been gone, I haven't done a thing. It's been liberating to leave clothes where I went, let the mail and papers pile up on the table and so forth. It's not going to feel so liberating when I have to spend 2 hours cleaning the whole house tonight though! I also need to watch my last chick flick tonight. While he's been gone I've watched 5 movies with one left. I must say, I absolutely loved A Prince & Me with Julia Stiles. First Daughter with Katie Holmes? Not so much. I want the happy ending. They weren't together in the end. And while it was implied they'd get back together, not good enough, I want to see it!