35...half way to 40...
..living on a prayer..We're half way thereLivin' on a prayerTake my hand and we'll make it, I swearLivin' on a prayer...
Do you have that song stuck in your head now? I might but I'll never say!
Today was my birthday and it was a good day! Frank and the boys did a really good job of spoiling and making me feel special. I slept in until 10 and I wasn't even sick! That alone is a red letter day...really! Then I got up and just lounged around for an hour and then we decided to go head out to run some errands and maybe go out to eat (kids were dying to go!). So out we go...we got a new wall clock for the wall in our kitchen. After 6 years in our house we are ready to redecorate...not sure what that means exactly about us. We found a great one that we really like and then Frank had a birthday gift he wanted to put all together.
He went through my pictures and chose a few pictures he liked and thought I would like and printed them off and picked some frames for them while we were out running about. I think he picked out some really good pictures!
This is our kitchen wall with our new clock and the pictures Frank printed, framed, and hung up for me.
This was when we spent days here with Hoar Frost...yes you read that right...I learned a new word and pretty darn proud of it. Yes I have to spell it for people because they think I'm saying Whore ...wrong whore people! This picture is from the back yard...the tree looked like it was a flocked tree.
Here is another one I took at Crescent Bar. We haven't decided whether we'll leave the picture as is with the white border or take the border off.
I took pictures before we had pie. Here is Dru! He and Eli were so excited about the pie they picked out for me. This has been a rough year for him...OR could be a rough year for us both...constantly butting heads with him over everything...and he CRIES over everything! Ugh! Today was nice with him though...he was a dull roar today.
loved best today was that when I got up today we were sitting on the couch and he reached for my hand and we held hands while sitting next to eachother for a really long time! He's almost 11...those things are not going to happen often or ever again. I could have sobbed! His way of reaching out maybe? I don't know but between me and you guys I'm taking it and not saying one itty bitty word to him and holding on to that moment and cherishing it and using it when I need it most with him!