FOR ALL MY BEAUTIFUL FRIENDS

"You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen, but if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul's own doing." (Marie Stopes)

THE ONLY CONSTANT IN LIFE IS "CHANGE"

On May 28, I left the choir room at Nimitz Jr. High School for the last time as choir director. The month of June has been a time of recuperation and redirection. I am moving in a direction that I never planned for myself, but I'm going with my gut. I have just been hired as a Fundraising Consultant for Express Industries Professional Fundraising, Co. I have done business with this company for nineteen years and know all the ins and outs of the business from the school sponsor side. I have just spent four days in Houston at "ROOKIE SCHOOL" to learn the other side of the business. I have learned a new concept: getting financially compensated for the amount of work that you do. I guess that others have understood this, but all my life, I have worked harder and harder to be successful, just because that desire is a part of who I am. Today it is still a part of me, but they tell me that there is money involved!!! I think I might like that! Visit the website link to the right.

MY NEW HOBBY - DIGITAL SCRAPBOOKING

This free scrapbook design made with Smilebox

WHAT A WEEK!

I live my summer life as a servant to my kids. Almost constantly surrounded by my precious ones, my life is a balance of grandmotherly love and moments of complete insanity. My week in review (in no particular order.) We were awakened by a huge thunder storm. The day was a blast with kids thrilled with the chance to play in rain and puddles. I covered my entire floor with towels to protect my home from the running in and out. At one moment, I looked up to see my almost teenaged grandson bringing me his rainstorm treasure - two hands full of mud and EARTHWORMS. As I "calmly" instructed him to take the critters outside and put them in my garden, ten of his captives escaped into my house. We spent the next few minutes in an earthworm rodeo! Next day.....the rain continued.....my Kielyn opens the front door and begins screaming uncontrollably. Unable to speak, she points to the front door. I see my boys (including my husband) have a lost FERRET cornered on the front porch. Lots of entertainment there. Thankfully, the orphan has been adopted. Enough, you say? Oh no! Day three: the great flood of West Texas continues! My Brennon brings me his new find - a FROG! Yes, worms, ferret, and now a frog. We found a home for him in the swamp that was formerly my garden. A few hours later, we can't find the kids. Kielyn, Brennon, Aubreigh and Cameron - all gone. No foul play suspected, because their bikes were also missing. Into the pickup goes Detective Steve to round up the criminals. First he finds Miss Kielyn - completely alone - knocking on the front door of her friend at the the end of the block - her training wheeled bike parked in the drive way (after Pappa said that she could not go there alone.) An unfortunate spanking resulted. But the other three, where were they? No sign of them in the immediate neighborhood. Steve continued to drive the area. Approximately six blocks away near the country club golf course, he spotted the abandoned bikes. After further investigation, he found and unbelievable sight! All three of the older kids - the ones that you would THINK would THINK before acting impulsively......laying in a rain puddle on the golf course....gleefully covered with water and MUD! After I "calmly" got them all showered and clothes in the washer, they simply could not understand why we invited them to GO HOME WITH THEIR PARENTS!