Here’s my man coaching football.  He does so much.  But he loves those boys he coaches!
Pretty awesome isn’t he?

I think so.

Want a closer look?

Closer?

You can’t have him though.
He’s all mine!
And I like him a lot.

There’s not too much going on around here.  Well, that’s not true.  I just don’t have much to say.
Rocket Man is traveling and will be home tomorrow night.  We’ve had so many flag football games and school is still in full swing here. 
I’ve been trying to finish the bedroom and think I’m close.  One or two spots still need work.  Hopefully photos to come soon.
Fred is better, per the vet.  He still has a head tilt and is dizzy but he isn’t any worse.
My gums are healing after being lasered on Monday.  Yikes!
Hope you are having a good week.

A very sweet old picture I came across today……
(long before my 40D)

Fred is still the same.  No worse, but not any better.  He’s eating well but still very wobbly and has a head tilt.  I’m honestly considering a local pet chiropractor.  Yes, hubby, pet chiropractor.

Today was a rough one.  It’s rainy here.  About 50 degrees and I woke up this morning to spilled chocolate milk all over the rug before I even had time to drink a cup of coffee.  So this morning began on my hands and knees.  Not in prayer, as it should have, but with my little Bissell Green Machine. (Which is the most excellent purchase in the world if anyone wants to know.)

School.

Lunch.

Then poop on the floor.  Which honestly would not have been so bad had I not bent down to pick up a what I thought was a leaf on my new bathroom rug and picked up poop instead.  Eh Gad!  So I threw the rug in the wash and headed out the door to the dentist and guitar practice.  Knowing the Green Machine would be out again when I returned home. 

We survived the trip to the dentist and guitar unskathed and upon returning home I went to throw the rug into the dryer and suck up poop with the Bissell.  The rug had shredded into a million pieces in the wash.  I honestly think every single thread in the thing came unraveled.  I’ve picked fuzzy white rug out of my washer and dryer now to the point I’m ready to throw down on some hot pink bathroom rug.

It would go so nicely with my calming decor I’m trying to accomplish in my bedroom.  My bathroom inspired me.  My sister donated a comfortor and I’ve found a few "in house" furnishings to add.  Any body out there got a sewing machine?  I need to make a couple bed pillows!!!  The fabric ties the whole room together!  Any volunteers!!!??

Today I’ve felt like evil mommy.  Lots of bumps in life that I did not handle very well. 

The high spot was taking baby girl to a ballet tonight.  Which turned out not to be a ballet at all but more of an interpretive dance kinda thing with some ball room thrown in.  It would have been nice in adult company with a glass of Pinot.

But baby girl liked the dresses and was very good and still through the entire performance. 

It’s been a strange and trying week.  Two days ago #1 son even got shot at with a Air Soft Gun by someone in the neighborhood.  Although we have not found out who was specifically shooting at him I am praying God would bring the truth to light.

So it’s 11:30pm Thursday night, my husband comes home tomorrow night late.  I’m getting really sleepy as I type.  Pray I make it without him until then.  Tomorrow needs to be a better day.

And because blogs are always better with pictures here is one of baby girl and her friend Dakota who left to move to Texas today.  We won’t see them for a long time and God has used them so much in our lives.  We will miss them bunches!!!

These two girls have horesyed it up together, picked all the flowers in this part of SC, dressed dogs in baby clothing, dominated the farm with the barbie jeep, conquered fire ant hills, and pesty brothers (those would be MINE) and still managed to be best friends.  Silly , crazy, wild best friends.

Until we get to come to Texas….
sniff, sniff.
anyone have a ticket???