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Summer Days

I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything.  There’s been a lot, and a lot of nothing, going on.  So, let’s start with July.

Back in June, I signed up for a challenge known as Camp NaNoWriMo.  I challenged myself to write 50,000 words in 31 days.  Because of things coming up unexpectedly, I had to drop my word count goal down to 30,000 and I barely made it.  Final count July 31 right before midnight was 30,146 words.  Whew!  Just by the hair on my chinny chin chin.  Ok, not my chin.  I don’t have hair on my chin.  Just by the hair on my leggy leg legs.

Right before Camp got started, I had to make an unexpected visit to my dentist.  Fortunately, they were able to squeeze me in the next day, and we came up with a LONG plan of things that needed to be done.  The last dentist that I went to, up in Pennsylvania, totally screwed my mouth up.  After everything was all said and done, I ended up with three crowns and nearly eight fillings, although two of them were touch ups to old fillings.  After three months, I am finally done and just down to routine cleanings!!  Yay!  So I had a lot of up and down time.

The kids have also been home.  We’ve been spending some time together, both with and without (but mostly without) their dad home.  We tubed the Comal River.  We walked the River Walk.  We even made a trip to DFW to watch their grandmother walk across the stage and get her bachelors degree in business.  We also went to Albany, Texas for the Fort Griffin Fandangle.  That was amazing!!

My sister spent a week down here.  My grandmother spent a few days.  My mother, stepdad, and sister (and when I say sister both in this sentence and the one a couple before this one, I mean my sister and my nephew) came down for a weekend, which happened to be my nephew’s birthday weekend.  We went to Rainforest Cafe on the River Walk and spent the next day at Schlitterbahn in New Braunfels.  We all had so much fun!  Also, my partner in crime, we will call her Robin so we don’t give away her secret identity, moved back to Texas that same weekend!  Hooray!

Now we are spending the last couple of weeks of August getting ready for school to start back up.  It’s going to be the start of a bittersweet school year for me this year.  My wonderful daughter, Bailey, will be starting middle school this year.  Gasp!  I don’t think I’m ready for this!

And that has just about brought you up to speed.  I’m working on a couple of other posts and hope to have them coming your way pretty soon.

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Posted by on August 11, 2013 in Family, Kids, Life, My Book


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Camp NaNoWriMo – July 2013

It’s official!!  I’m a camper at Camp NaNoWriMo!  I even have my own camper profile page.  It’s here.  I’ll wait for you while you verify what I say.

See!  I told you it was true!  My goal for July’s session of camp is to write (drumroll please) 50,000 words in 31 days!  Wow!  That’s a lot of words.  I think this may be just the kind of push and inspiration I need to stay motivated and actually finish any book that I am trying to fully get on to paper, or rather my hard drive.

Also, Camp NaNoWriMo is made possible by the Offices of Letters and Light.  It is a non-profit organization that helps bring writing to people of all ages.  You can sponsor me at camp by either clicking on the Sponsor Me picture on the right side of my camper profile, or you can click the picture on the right hand side of my blog of Camp NaNoWriMo, or you can click the picture right below this sentence.
2013-Participant-Facebook-CoverNow that I’ve given you all the different ways to sponsor me, let me just tell you what happens if you sponsor me.  Once I reach certain levels of sponsorship, I receive awesome and amazing items to help me get through camp alive and un-mauled by any bears.  You can also use your donation as a tax deduction.  That in itself is pretty awesome.  You also help to bring writing programs to those that might otherwise not get them.  And you show me that you support me and that you have confidence in the fact that I can do this!

Another plus, if you donate $10, or more (hint, hint, wink, wink, nudge, nudge, chuckle, chuckle), I will name either a character or a place of business in the novel I will be working on at camp after you!  You can choose to be either a character or business, until/unless all of one have been taken.  If they both get all filled up, I’ll toss in an extra character or business just for you!

Wish me luck at camp!  Now, how does this tent go together?

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Posted by on June 18, 2013 in Books, Life


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Oh, The Places I Have Been!

When my husband first started working in the oilfield, about nine years ago, I didn’t realize just how much we would move around.  I knew there would be a little moving, but not as much as there has been.

We were living in Fort Worth, Texas when he hired on with the oilfield.  That moved us to College Station, Texas.  We spent two wonderful years down there.  I must say, up until just very recently, it was probably my favorite place that we lived.  It was home to the Fighting Texas Aggies.  For a college town it was surprisingly peaceful.  I loved it.  It had enough amenities of the big town living, still mingled with small town life.  It just held a magic for me that I can’t describe.  We would travel back to Fort Worth on his weekends off to visit family.  It was a lot of driving, but it wasn’t too bad.

After two years in College Station, the company he worked for opened up a shop in Alvarado, Texas, just south of Fort Worth.  If he transferred to the new shop, a promotion came with it.  So we packed up and headed back home.  We bought a house in a small suburb south of Fort Worth in Crowley, Texas.  We saw family a lot more often.  Both of my children started school, one year right after the other.  We were happy.  It was great.  We spent three years there.  Then it happened again…

He lost his job and hired on with another company.  The catch…the new company was located just southeast of Pittsburgh…Pennsylvania.  He headed up there to get started working and trying to find us a place to live while I packed up our house and did what I could from 1,500 miles away to help him try and find us a house.  After nearly two months apart, it was time for us to leave.  School was starting back up in Texas and we only had about two weeks before school started up in Pennsylvania.  The kids and I loaded up some toys and clothes in my truck and off we went to start this new chapter of our lives.

We lived in a small town northwest of Pittsburgh called Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania.  The house we lived in sat on about three acres that we were responsible for in the middle of corn and hay fields.  It was stunning!  It was beautiful!  Then winter came.  Everything was white white white everywhere you looked.  Come to find out, our first winter there was a record breaking winter.  We had snow drifts in our yard that were six to eight feet deep.  There were days that my husband had to call in to work because the snow was so deep he couldn’t get his four wheel drive company truck out of our driveway.  Yet, we survived.  We didn’t see much of family.  Not hardly any at all.  We were almost all we had up there.  My mom and stepdad moved in with us while he worked with my husband.  They were there for about six months before they moved back to Texas.  Then my sister and nephew lived with us, also for about six months or so.  Then we all moved back home.  Kevin had gotten another job with another company because the one he was with wouldn’t transfer him back to Texas.  He was ready to be home.  So after two beautiful years in Pennsylvania, we were loading back up and moving again.

We landed in East Texas in a town just south of Tyler called Flint, Texas.  Since we were back home we saw family more again.  We lived in a small duplex right by Lake Palestine right on the border of Smith County and I don’t even remember the county next to us anymore.  We met some new friends, the kids went to yet another new school, and we even saw foxes.

I bet you’ll never guess what happened next.  That’s it.  We moved yet again.

Now we are located in South Texas on the northwest side of San Antonio.  We’ve been to the Riverwalk.  We drive by Sea World all the time, though we haven’t gone yet.  The kids started another new school.  We may not see our family as much now as we did when we lived in Tyler, but we are two more hours away than we were there.  We still see them.  We are even trying to make it where we go up to visit about once every other month.  Now that school is out we are going to be a little more flexible on when we can go visit, but of course that all depends on my husband’s work schedule, too.

All in all, in nine years we have changed towns five times for the oilfield.  The kids have mastered being the “new kid” at school.  I have mastered packing and unpacking in nearly record breaking time.  We adapt very well to wherever the oilfield sends us.


Posted by on June 14, 2013 in Life, Oilfield


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A Happy Project!

With the summer break upon us, the kids are growing increasingly bored…already.  We have the pool, but I got really sunburnt the other day when we went, so we are avoiding it for a few days.  I should be ready to go back out in the Texas sun tomorrow, provided I use enough sunscreen.

So to keep the kids from getting too bored, I’ve had some ideas rolling around in the head of mine for things to keep them busy.  Later this week, or maybe next week since their dad will be off and home, we are going to put together a couple of birdhouses and then paint them so we can hang them in the yard.  We just got the ones from Lowes, or maybe it was Home Depot.  Either way, it will be something for them to do, but that’s another post.

THIS post is about part of the Happy Project!

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Everyone always checks their mail, knowing they aren’t going to really like what they find.  It’s usually either junk mail or bills.  At least that’s what makes up the population in our mailbox.  So we went down to our local Wal-Mart and bought some inexpensive postcards.  A total of nine (which totally goes against my even number thing, but the other choices no one liked, so we were stuck with nine).  The kids each get postcards, and I get one of them.  Each kid picked four people, or couples, to send a postcard to.  The ninth one, mine, I will probably let them both sign and send to some random recipient.  They have made their choices and have chosen aunts, uncles, and grandparents.

These postcards will arrive in their mailboxes either later this week (as in probably this weekend) or early next week.  And when they find them, it will bring a smile to their face.  For two reasons.  The first one being IT’S NOT A BILL!  The second is because someone was thinking of them.  How awesome is that?  And the kids get the satisfaction of knowing that they made someone’s day a little bit better and a little bit brighter.

We also bought a greeting card to send to my nephew with the kids’ spring pictures from the school in it (they didn’t get them until about two weeks before school let out) and a package of Angry Birds Star Wars stickers.  We’re going to make him smile, too.  His very own mail!  What little kid, first grader even, doesn’t love getting their own mail with goodies inside?

Do you have any ideas for a Happy Project?

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Posted by on June 11, 2013 in Daughter, Family, Kids, Life, Son


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20 Things I Should Have Told My Husband

These are 20 Things that I should have told my husband before we got married, but I’m pretty sure he already knew them.

1.  I don’t shave my legs everyday!  Once a week in the spring and fall (usually summer, too), twice a week in the summer (if we are going to be outside a lot), and twice a month or so during the winter.

2.  I read a lot, and therefore require lots of bookcases, unless you want to find books all over the house.  And when I am given ample bookcases, I don’t sit in front of them to read so you will still find them all over the house (although not as bad as if I didn’t have the bookcases to store them in).

3.  I like to cook and experiment in the kitchen.  And we will eat it (or fast food if it’s really bad!).

4.  I like sex.  So contrary to popular belief, it WILL NOT stop after we get married.  You will be the one saying, “Not tonight.”

5.  I am not your servant.  I do for you because I want to, not because I have to.  If you come to expect it, you will be doing it yourself.

6.  I am not Martha Stewart.  I didn’t graduate from Stepford College.  Our house will not be spotless, but it won’t be trashy, either.  There will not be handmade decorations or a six course meal on the table every night.

7.  I love attention.  I love to be held and I love to be pet.  I love to snuggle.

8.  I wrap myself in the covers and will put up a huge fight in order to keep most of them.  If you need more than a sliver, get your own!

9.  I have lots of weird habits and thoughts.  They often seem to come out of left field for people who don’t live in my head.  I have to eat candy pieces two at a time and one color at a time.  I eat the food on my plate one kind at a time.  And I am not really as organized as I seem.

10.  I like to take pictures, as long as I am the one behind the camera.

11.  I write lots of lists and nonesense.  I write on whatever paper I can find lying around.  It will generally still be lying around when you find it and can’t make sense of what is written.

12.  I have really weird dreams.  I write them down in a composition book I keep by the bed.  You can read them, but please don’t try to analyze them.  They would freak out Stephen King and Dean Koontz.  They could make lots of money for made-for-tv-movies on the SciFi channel.  But I write them down for me.  Not them.

13.  I watch chickflicks.  Lots of them.  I also like to watch LMN and Lifetime.  Yup.  That’s right.  The channels that you like to refer as TMHC (The Man Hater Channels).

14.  I enjoy getting all dressed up.  Sometimes for no reason, sometimes to make you sit up and take notice.  I know you like it.  Just make sure to let me know sometimes and I will do it more often.

15.  No matter what I say, I LOVE compliments.  Please give them freely.  You will be nicely rewarded.

16.  I am NOT a morning person.  I am grouchy and cranky before I’ve had that first cup of coffee.  Please do not expect to wake me up and me be in the best mood ever.  It will NOT happen.  Ever.

17.  It really is the little things that count.  I love getting those phone calls that go like this:

ME: Hello?
YOU: Hey.  Just wanted to all and say I love you.
ME: I love you, too.
YOU: Talk to you later; bye!

18.  I may be a prissy girl at some point, but I still love to get all down and dirty in the mud (I love to go off roading) or all greasy working under the hood of a car.  I might not know what I’m doing, but I love to learn.

19.  I like long baths.  I like them even more when they are uninterrupted.  I love my “me” time.

20.  Movies.  I am a movie junkie.  I’ve seen more movies than you could imagine.  I can quote movies like you wouldn’t believe.  So don’t be surprised if I spout off with a quote from a movie if I deem it appropriate, and don’t be surprised if you want to see a movie and then find out I’ve already seen it.

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Posted by on May 13, 2013 in Family, Husband, Life


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Mothers on Mother’s Day

I have been lucky enough to have TWO of the most wonderful mothers in the entire world.  One gave me life, the other completed my life.

My mom, June, is the one who brought me into this world.  Without her, there is no way I would be here…at all.  She did her best to raise me right, and I must say I think she did a hell of a job.  🙂  She is a wonderful grandmother to three beautiful children (two of which are mine.  See, I have the majority of her grandkids so therefore I am her favorite.)  On a recent (meaning in the past year) trip down to San Antonio to see us, we all went to the Riverwalk.  She posed in front of the Alamo with all three grandkids (the older two are mine).
closerNot only does she love and support her grandkids, but also all three of her daughters, and her stepchildren as well.  Yes, she joined the ranks of being a stepmother, along with myself, when she married her husband.  She freaking rocks!  It’s not an easy job loving another woman’s kids as you do your own, but she has done that.

Now for Lisa, the woman who gave me my husband.
lisa and kidsWithout her, I wouldn’t be where I am today.  She gave me another precious gift, her second son (and the smartest and handsomest and awesomest and bestest one out of the two, but I don’t think I’m biased at all…lol).  As far as mother-in-laws go, I got really lucky.  I love this woman to death.  She loves me back.  I actually enjoy visiting with my in-laws (all of them).  They are an amazing bunch.  Anyway, she is the reason that my husband is as amazing as he is.  I just want to thank you for giving me such a wonderful man to love and spend the rest of my life with.

Both of my mothers are amazing women.  They are strong, beautiful, and independent.  I have learned so much from both of them.  I can’t even imagine my life without them.

Thanks, to both of you, for being just who you are!  I love you!!

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Posted by on May 12, 2013 in Family, Life


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Married Too Young?

I always hear people saying things that just drive me insane!  Things like:

  • “You’re too young to know what love is.”
  • “You are only (insert young age here, like 18 or 22 or whatever).  You should be out having fun and not thinking of settling down.”
  • “If you get married right after high school it won’t last.”
  • “You shouldn’t be having kids, you’re just a kid yourself.”

And many other things like that.  I hear them on the radio, at the mall, on tv, friends talking to or about their kids, etc.  I must say this…IT DRIVES ME CRAZY!!  Who are you to tell someone that they are too young to love someone?  Who are you to tell someone that their relationship won’t last because they are still a teenager or young adult?

I met my husband when I was a kid.  We grew up together.  We were like family.  I broke up with a guy that I had been planning a wedding with and he was going through a divorce.  We started hanging out as friends. One day we both realized that we were falling in love with each other.  I don’t know who fell for who first, but I do remember the first time I told him that I loved him.  He hadn’t said it, but I felt that I needed to.  For me.  I was so astonished and amazed and dumbfounded when he said it back.  That was nearly thirteen years ago.  I was seventeen.


Of course, I had all these people telling me all these crazy things.  The only thing I could say to them was sit back and watch.  Our daughter was born just a couple of weeks before I turned nineteen.  Our son was born just a few months after I turned twenty.  I was a young mother.  I am still happily married to their father, who just so happens to be the love of my life.  We recently “celebrated” (as much as you can when they are out of town) our eighth wedding anniversary.  I love this man more now than I did when I was seventeen and too young to know what love was.  My children, though they were born to a very young woman, are happy, healthy, well loved, and great children.  I know all parents say that about their kids, but I get compliments all the time from STRANGERS on how well mannered and behaved my kids are.

Do I think we got married too young?  No.  Do I think we got too serious too young?  No.  Do I think every relationship that people have at seventeen or so is the right relationship for them to be in for the rest of their lives?  No.  Do I think that we beat the odds?  Maybe.  Would I do anything differently?  Absolutely not.  But am I going to tell my daughter, or my son, when they are seventeen and feel like they are so in love with the person they are with and they feel they will be together forever that they don’t know what love is?  Am I going to tell them they are too young for a serious relationship?  No.

I just wanted to get that off my chest.  I feel a little bit better now.  Just remember, you might not think that the relationship you or someone you know has in high school will last, but you may be very very wrong.  We are still proving people wrong.


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Posted by on April 19, 2013 in Family, Husband, Life, Oilfield


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