Now dang nabbit, I had this cool blog post in mind but then I had trouble finding a picture, grabbed a random one and then Chelsea asked for a snack, now Bella wants to go outside.
My amazing blog post is gone, zip, out of my head.
Now let's see what I come up with.

It was a wonderful weekend. Truly it was. It was a Saturday where Rob didn't have to landscape, so we watered our plants, watched Mathilda with the kids, smoked some ribs, picked up some new magazines and then went to my brothers for dinner with the family.
Mothers Day, I received $$ for mom, she says to buy plants, big cheesy grin, but Rob says I need to save for welding stuff if I want bottle trees. I received a pretty planter and hanging plant from my MIL, and yard spinner from Rob and the kids. Both moms got the same spinner I got but a different color, my MIL gave my mom the same hanging plant that she gave me and my mom gave my MIL a different type of hanging plant. Lots of flowers were exchanged, lol.
After church we took my mother in law to this new U-Like Asian buffet for lunch. She liked it, thank goodness and so did the kids. It was so nice to see them eat and not fuss about whats in front of them. After lunch we came home and chilled for an hour then headed out to get family portraits done.
Did you know we haven't done a formal family portrait since Kelly was 2 months old. Yowsers.
Thanks to my mom who arranged the whole thing. We were in and out in less than an hour. Group shot, individual family shots, grand kids, siblings. The kids did great, so did us adults. Can't wait to update the wall with these new photos.
After the photos we came back to our house to hang out and spend some last minute time together before dad leaves to head back to Michigan.
We snapped some shots of the goodbyes, but I'm not ready to download them just yet. Tomorrow.
Oh, and if that great blog post comes back, I'll update.
*Carrie*

A looong time ago, before our age of children, Rob and I had a pretty garden filled with iris'. The children came along and so did the weeds into the garden. After a while we let it all go. Our yard, our Eden fell apart from neglect.
A month ago, we were given a few plants. Those plants have revived our gardeners hearts.
Yes, we talked about re-doing the back yard garden but I wanted it to be different this time. I talked to Rob about color and art and showed him pictures that I had found on Pinterest. 

I asked him what he would like and it was awesome on how much we both wanted the same things.
We dug up old pots and bought new ones.
In this past month we have exploded with plants.
We have purchased 3 different colors of hibiscus, two types of jasmine, and our first rose bush.
I don't think either of us really understood how much we have missed having flowers around.
Right now our front yard is covered in bright colors, yellows, reds, pinks and lots of green.
Once there were days we would awake and go walk the garden to see what was blooming.
Those days are back.
This time we're doing it better, we have involved the kids.
We are starting our first veggie garden this week and we're letting the kids pick out not only the veggies but the flowers they want to see.
My plan is to buy a plant every payday, to rebuild, to bring in the butterflies and hummingbirds that ignore us for the neighbors yard.
I pray that this is a start to a colorful relationship.




*Carrie*

This past weekend I was at retreat called Learning to Love the Master with 20+ ladies from our church.
The premise of the course is to write your God story. Which in easy terms means that you start with your earliest memories, whether you were a believer or not and ask where God was. It can be very powerful to see along the way how the Lord protected, cried, laughed and held you during your journey to him.
For me it was slightly different.
I had to learn that I don't have to get it "right". That God made me just the way he wanted me to be and that I need to stop trying to be someone else.
I found that I have been heading in the direction the He is leading me and that I need to stop making excuses for it and be a light for myself and for others.
In Carrie terms that means that I continue to wear bright colors, sing while standing in line, dancing around a room when there is no music and trying to make you smile almost every time I talk to you. I have learned how tender my heart really is and that I marvel at the beauty that is our world that my Father created for us.
Learning to Love the Master is not just a one time retreat, its something that I found I have been doing for a couple of years now, I just didn't know it.
See, Rob took the course a few years ago and I asked him questions on how it works. Since then I have been seeking where God has been whenever a memory came up.
When this retreat was announced for the women, I felt no hesitation, I was open to the experience and excited to see where God was going to take me.
This is very unlike me because I tend to be a home body and I don't like to room with 5 other women.
By the way the accommodations were awesome! Yes, it was rooms filled with bunk beds but there was A/C and great water pressure and the food was down home yummy.
When we started the overview Friday night I was all psyched up, ready to cry, ready to cleanse and learn more about my life. While I tried to force memories and be like the other women in my group it became very apparent that that's not the direction God wanted to go.
And I'm really curious to see where God wants me to go.
*Carrie*

This is my morning to relax. My home is the cleanest its been in months and even though I have a room to go, the crap room, I need to take a break for me.
Plus you missed me right?
tap, tap....is this on?
Friday morning we dragged Grandpa and the kids off to the zoo.
I must say I'm loving the improvements that have been made and the new animals that we have acquired. Our zoo isn't huge and since we go so often we get through it pretty quick. I believe our 

time this round was an hour and a half. I would love to go one day with no kids and to take my time and photograph all my favorite animals.
Saturday morning was the final Tour of the Tucson Mt's bicycle race. Our little team planned to ride 27 miles and complete it in 2-21/2 hours.
Me and the kids saw them off and wandered around to wait, thankfully I got a closer parking spot in the shade that made things soooo much easier.
 The weather was perfect with just a slight breeze. At about 2 hours the kiddos and I head to the finish

line. Within minutes my phone rings and Rob is suppose to be calling me from the final rest stop so that I can get ready. The call went something like this.
Rob- hey hon
Carrie- How you guys doing?
Rob- we're at the halfway point.
Carrie- Wha?
Rob- your mom is having some problems. (he proceeds to fill me in)
Carrie- Ok, be careful. I'll see you at the finish line.
Half way? at least another 2 hours? We can do this.
The kids and I head back to the shade of the truck to play their Ds' and me to read and browse Pinterest on my phone.
After about 2 hours we head back to the finish line, just as we are about to cross the street a car pulls up next to us with mom on board. Barely able to walk and near tears, she rode 20 miles before they made her stop. I hear more of what happened out on the course. Mom, cute as can be tells me that the guys will be a while because they have eight more miles to ride.Figuring in the length of her car ride and how quick Rob can do a few miles I hotfooted over to the finish line. Let me tell you I got over there just before Rob crossed and a minute after that came their friend Rick.
Now the story of what happened to mom. She had been riding her bike in practice and had told us that she was doing 11 miles at a time. Come to find out her bike computer was set to kilometers instead of miles. She was doing maybe 4 miles at a shot. Out of the bike course mom was also having alot of problems with her seat. At their first rest stop mom fell off her bike, her legs wouldn't support her, whenever they reached another aid station Rob would pull ahead and then help mom to stop so she would continue to fall off. By mile 20 moms legs were numb and her girly area swollen. Mom had ridden 3 times farther than ever before on a bicycle that wasn't completely set up for her. Of course, she was beating herself up for not finishing and we hope she finally understood that 1) most people don't even get off the couch 2) her bike wasn't set up properly 3) it doesn't matter because she amazed all of us 4) there will be other races.
Later that afternoon we had our Girl Scout cookie recognition party at the park. Us leaders talked about how we wanted to present the awards because we didn't want a mess on our hands or awards to get mixed up. After some yummy lunch and cake, we had all the girls get together and handed out their goody bags. Kelly was given her bag and patches for selling 500 boxes of cookies. She was a trooper at all the cookie booths and when we got the boxes for the incentives she helped me separate all them by girl and bag them up for the party. It really has been a great year for her in scouts, heck the best year so far and she is looking forward to another year as a junior. I'm excited to see what next year will bring.
 *Carrie*

This week is National Park week and we got into Saguaro Park East for free.
Now, I have lived here for almost 20 yrs and for the second time I was able to see a Gila moster in the wild. I didn't get out of our truck because one, he is crossing the road and he stopped when I stopped the truck and two, I had cyclists and cars coming up behind me. So I snapped off a few quick shots before driving on.
Come to find out it is mating season for these guys so I'm tempted to go out again tomorrow morning.

We finished off our day by the whole family going

the fair.
I just realized that I didn't take a single photo of all of us as we wandered around. I have also realized that I haven't taken any pictures of my dad this week either. Now that I know I'll get crackin' on it.
Back to the fair... the kids had done a fun house, the big slide, when Wyatt asked to do the zip line...wha? The zip line?
Wyatt and Kelly got strapped in and off they went. I was both proud and amazed at my children. Once down Wyatt asked to go again and since it was only $2 more Rob and I said yes. Now Wyatt is 

asking to have a zip line at his birthday.
I would have never thought Wyatt would want to do something like this and yet so proud of him to overcoming his bit of fear just before he stepped off that edge. Way to go Wyatt and Kelly!
Of course no trip to the fair would be complete without my annual try at photographing the Ferris wheel. Due to all the kids we really didn't get much camera time but I got a couple of shots. We keep saying how we need to come alone one night but have yet to do so. I suggested that we come during the day and let the kids go nuts on rides. Then as evening approaches the kids all leave with Nina and us adults can ride the rides and take pictures, also mom has no interest in riding the rides.
That was another thing, I really wished I knew how to take good night shots of moving objects. All of my action photos of the kids are blurry. Also for next year I want to bring way more money. It gets so frustrating to hear your kids complain because they can't buy this and that and can't play all the games or ride all the rides. Yeesh. I know overall they had a good time and I understand their want to have souvenirs and prizes. We plan to be better prepared next year.
This weekend is on the crazy schedule side. Tomorrow we plan on going to the zoo and Saturday will be insane. Rob and mom are doing the bicycle ride, Tour of the Tucson Mt's, then we have the GS awards ceremony and then most of the adults are going to the dirt track races. Exhausting...
*Carrie*

Sometimes you just have to do something, anything to jump start yourself, then everything else is just gravy.

That is what this month has been for me. I'm just trying to jump start myself and get back on the creative bandwagon. April has been a crazy month; I quit my job a week before tax season was over, Easter, we broke the A/C in our truck, we celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary, Kelly fractured her wrist and Chelsea broke her glasses, I got strep throat and my Dad is here from Michigan for a visit and we are trying to refi the house... I know there is more but that's what comes to mind at first.

I'm not sure if I'll explain it all out but this has at least given me a reason to get back on my blog. I've been home for about 3 weeks now and at first, it was I would blog once I had gotten the house cleaned up, then I got sick and as I lay on the couch exhausted I would think of all the things I could blog about but was too tired to do. This morning I'm feeling good, I have a daily to do list made and I told myself no more excuses.

This is a start.

A quick picture of the kids on Easter. I've been trying to let go of some of the control and just let them be goofy in pictures, one day I will have great black mail material.

As of today, Kelly's wrist is healed. Kelly was at school, playing soccer, got tripped and fell with her wrist hitting on a rock. At first we thought it was badly bruised but after a couple of days her and daddy were playing around, he grabbed her arm and she dropped to the floor bawling, we knew something was off. Took her to the doctor, got xrays and it was a small break and thankfully the bones were lined up, she just had to wear a splint for 3 weeks. The latest xrays show the bones healing nicely and just to be careful the next couple of weeks.

I'll continue to fill in as I get back up to speed but I have some things I need to get done today.

It's been a crazy few weeks and nothing is changing anytime soon, but I have a month to go! Yippee!!!
I really miss my old routine.

Heck, I haven't uploaded photos since Feb 19th.
I'm not going to make any promises but I am going to try and pick up my camera more.
Spring is happening in Tucson right now and I'm missing it, being couped up in the office.
On to happier things...

Yesterday we celebrated Girls Scouts 100th birthday.
Thank you Juliette Low for creating this great opportunity for our daughters.
A tradition I am proud to support and be a part of.
*Carrie*

This morning after a bit of bad luck, which LaDonna and I are now calling it the curse of Art.
Sounds so vague doesn't it?
This morning after dropping off the kids at school, and trying to drive the 2 mile distance down the street to work, the van broke down.
Like dropped gears, no go, shudder and die, had to be pushed off to the side of the road, died.
One of the perks of working at the office is that I get a discount at Ventana Automotive, but even with my discount the number was just too much.
The amount to fix the van is more than what the van is worth.
The car needed a new fuel pump and filter, with towing and everything we were looking at $1000.
Yep, good bye van. The van with the mysterious oil leak and no A/C, you are being retired.
Goodbye my dreams of buying a welder for Rob and a tablet for myself.
We are now on the hunt for a used car,van, truck for $3000.
Oh and what about the curse of Art?
Last year while working at the office the truck broke down. Thankfully that cost less than $300 but the truck has not broken down at all since then. Now, this year I'm driving the van and lo and behold the van breaks down.
LaDonna has worked at the office for 4 years. Each year in June, her phone has had an untimely death due to water, always when Art is out of town.
So due to our yearly troubles we are calling it the curse of Art.
Tomorrow we will go and clean out the van and say goodbye as she is being donated.
Told you the thing isn't worth what it would cost to fix it and the auto shop will take it and call our $125 bill even.
Now I'm praying that God will provide us the best car for the $$ we have. Come on tax return, show up fast.
*Carrie*

I know the world has already rehashed the Superbowl and I'm late to the party but I just have to put in my two cents.
We headed over to my brother's house to watch the game.
Mom and Mikey were rooting for the Patri-idiots, OK I'll be nice, the Patriots and Rob and I were rooting for the Giants.
All the normal razing was going on. Mikey calling Eli, baby Manning and I was calling Brady a egotistical peacock.
I must say its the one time of the year that I don't 

want to get up even to use the bathroom because the commercials are just as good as the game.
And it was a great game.
Shortly after the second quarter started, Amanda arrived with a couple of pizza from NYPD and man were they HUGE.
I mean look at the size of that pie compared to the guys' hands. HUGE!
We chowed on pizza and moms baby shit dip.
One of the commercials actually had the guys leave to run up to the store. Rob and Mike were on their

 last beers and the commercial came on for Bud Light Platinum. Right after the half time show they went up and grabbed a six pack of bottles from the gas station. Both guys really liked the taste and agreed to forever skip regular Bud Light for the Platinum. Men.
Me, I want the blue bottles, and if you read my blog you know why.
I was telling my friend LaDonna about the beer and her step dad went out and got some and they are saving me the bottles. Love it. Oh and he likes the beer too.

Anyway, I think this is the first time we have actually run out and bought something because of
advertisement within an hour of seeing the commercial.
Madonna did a pretty good half time show but I'm in it for the game and commercials. My absolute favorite was the one for the Voice with Betty White, oh and the M&M's. I love a commercial that can make me laugh or tug at my heart strings, aka the Budweiser Clydesdale's.
And so, the kids ran around like crazy, we cheered and jeered at each others teams,  and did some crazy dances whenever the Giants did anything exciting. I'm pretty sure I held my breath those last 57 seconds waiting to see if the Pats were going to score but it didn't happen. In all honesty the Pats really didn't have their act together and you can't blame it on the fact that Gronkowski wasn't at 100%.
So back to the real world, football season is over till August and Sundays will become open to do whatever we want as a family.

*Carrie*

dang nab it, I almost did it again.
I could have sworn I blogged the other day but I must have forgotten.
Trying to stay up on things, of course it might go to hell in a hand basket because I'll be going back to work for tax season next week.

This shot looks awfully familiar but I took it yesterday. It was liked on Facebook but not well enough to put it on the news this morning.
Oh well.
Rob has been on vacation this week, and we have been running around, get little honey do jobs finished. Tuesday was his 41st birthday and one of the things that he has been wanting is something I don't think anyone would guess in a million years.
The man has wanted a YUDU on and off for the last two years. He was very bummed when I was a demonstrator that it wasn't one of the tools I received in my kit. He has talked about making shirts and all these designs are running around in his head. I think his first project is to make some shirts for our home church with our logo on them and there has already been talk about making shirts for the church when we do the Easter egg hunt.
This post is really disjointed and I'm tired so if I remember I will post again before the weekend.
*Carrie*

Ok, this is my bathtub right this minute.
Crazy huh?
My back is going to be killing me by the end of the day as I work to peel off the labels.
After the labels are off then I scrap all the residue glue off and then give them a regular wash to get the goo gone off.
Then they will be ready for decorating!
If I stay true to my to-do list I will be cutting out vinyl to put on some of the bottles.
Some bottles will be set aside for table scape decorations, maybe spray painted, maybe glittered, and some will be used to become tiki torches. I will keep updating as I go.
Now I'm off to start scraping. I think I will start with the ones soaking in the kitchen sink first.
*Carrie*

This is what I put on Facebook last night.

Chelsea comes up to me in the kitchen and shows me her fingers that she colored black, as I clean off her hands I tell her that we don't color on ourselves, she tells me, I want to be a jaguar. I say, but God made you a beautiful girl, she replies, I don't want to be beautiful, I want to be a jaguar. Chelsea says the darnedest things lately.

Sunday we had lunch at subway, when Chelsea received her meatball sub she opened it up and proceeded to inform us that her sandwhich had "balls"! Sorry, we just snickered.

This morning we went to the grocery store after dropping K & W off at school. We grabbed the things we needed and came home. As I'm putting away the groceries Chelsea asks where her cheese is at. I didn't buy any cheese. So I ask her what cheese she is talking about she says the "cotton" cheese.  Ahh, the cottage cheese.

More funnies from Chels, she calls her pajamas, fajamas and bologna, barronie

*Carrie*

I said the other day that the weekend was predicting plenty of cloud cover and I had hoped it would make for some beautiful sunsets.

 You have already seen this first photo. Well I posted it onto my favorite local news station and thankfully my friend Julie commented because I would have never known the accolades that people posted. I had tears in my eyes.

Its nice to know that when your out in the chilly air, praying that the light will go that gorgeous red/pink that you can capture it just right. Each night when I would pack it in my fingers would be stiff and cold and I would hope it looks as good on the screen as I see it on the camera display.

 This photo I never sent to the news because frankly it didn't live up to my vision. I will head back to the drawing board and try again.
See I live about 1-2 miles from the famous airplane bone yard, and not once have I really tried to get a picture of it. Well Saturday night, Rob was selling firewood and told me to come on out. We sat and watched the sky turn colors as I kept changing where to take the picture. We finally reached the conclusion that I need to be higher or in a completely different spot. Still, the sunset was beautiful.
On Sunday night, I told Rob that no matter what I had to go out to see how the sky was shaping up. I tried a new location and while it wasn't bad, I can find better. I really need a wider lens though...hint...hint..
This last photo I posted to the KVOA Facebook page I found out the next morning from my friend Annette that they showed that photo on the 10 o'clock news. Sadly, we were sound asleep at 9:15pm. and they didn't show it the next morning either. Oh well, it brings me such joy to know that some people like my pictures and keeps me motivated to keep going out and improving.

Last night we grabbed some pizza and headed out to shoot the sunset.
The kids had their ds's and a book to keep them busy after eating in the van while Rob and I chatted outside and ate our pizza.
The sunset wasn't exactly what I had hoped for but it was beautiful in it's own right.
The area I was in, is one that I'm comfortable with and its quiet. Rob and I talked last night about exploring around town to find other vantage points to shoot from.
To make the pictures more unique. I mean come on, how many sunsets and saguaros postcards have you seen? Its an iconic Arizona picture, but one that the locals are tired of seeing.
I'm hoping to explore Arizona more this year, get to see places that most people don't want to get off the beaten path to see.
Still on the same topic just going on a tangent, if I had to pick a single word to think or work on this year, it would be patience. I know I'm asking for trouble when I say I need patience but I have come to realize in the last few months that I expect myself to know, do, understand quickly. I have a hard time taking a breath and concentrating on a project to get it done right. I'm almost to the point where I say, just do it to get it done. That feels wrong to me.
Take your time, think it through, execute with the best of your ability. I know I will get better and faster with knowledge and practice, and I'm talking about most areas of my life.
The weather man has forecasted partly cloudy skies for the next few days and I'm hoping to take advantage of that.
*Carrie*

Good morning beautiful world
The dawning of a new day brings so many possibilities.
So far today:
Helped get everyone ready to go to school, and caught Kelly stealing some of Dad's chocolate truffles to put in her lunch bag.
I randomly pulled the car over to take some pictures of this mornings sunrise that at first I thought was gonna be blah...yeah, turned out gorgeous
Got to school with the promise to the kids that the dogs could ride with us in the morning.
Came home uploaded photos and sent some to my favorite news station KVOA channel 4, and of course to my homies on Facebook.
Does anyone still use the term homies??
Anyway, I filled up the sink with some very hot water and added some bottles to start soaking off the labels and then wrangled Chelsea into getting ready to go on an errand.
Now I'm back home, I've scrubbed off some labels and now decided that I better blog before I let another day pass.
Its only 10:30. I wonder what things are in store for the rest of the day?

Last night we headed to my liquor bottle supplier to pick up the empties and they had quite a few bottles for me. I talked again to one of the owners and she wants pictures of what I'm doing with them. So now I need to print out the photos of the ones I've already done and complete some more and get photos of those too.
Rob, myself and the owner all have these ideas for what we might do with the bottles, and how they can be used in the restaurant. I just need to get the hardware and ink for the printer to complete two more of our ideas. To be continued....
*Carrie*

 Here is a look at the decor I put on the wine bottles for my sister in law. This is something I'm going to try and sell at craft fairs this year.
Now I know I won't get rich but it's a lot of fun just collecting the bottles and then trying to decide what to put on them.
I found one shop on Etsy that is selling these for $15 and that's not including shipping. My thought was to sell them for $7 to $10. We will see.
I have green wine bottles and clear wine bottles and I also have liquor bottles, Jim beam, volska vodka, touaca rum. I have a few specialty bottles that I'm saving for another project. I saw on Pinterest that you can use the Patron bottles as oil lamps. Some of my bottles will be used around my back yard for tiki lamps and I'm thinking of doing a bottle tree. Some of my clear bottles I'm going to try coloring them with alcohol ink or colored mod podge. We shall see.

Rob is giving me some hell cause the patio is starting to fill up with all these bottles. What I'm trying to get him to understand is that I need more! Some bottles will hopefully be sold off, some will go to mom and her holiday decor and other will stay here for our indoor/outdoor decor.
I'm just having fun collecting the bottles.
I'll have to redo the pictures of mom's bottles. She choose for her soap bottle a Hornitos liquor bottle and it's big too, her bottle choice for olive oil was a smaller Jim beam.

My other project is to work on my photography and carefully select some photos that our family thinks would sell well as greeting cards.
Again, I don't expect to make millions of dollars, its just something fun to do, make new friends and contacts and hopefully make enough $$ to buy more supplies.

 Switching gears, Rob finally made me one gallery shelf that we cut into two 4ft shelves from the plans found on Ana Whites site. Now I just need to decide where they are going to be placed because, once put up Rob is refusing to move them. I'm hoping that I will like them enough to ask for more. I was thinking of using them in the hallway. I can't imagine how many photos I'm going to be able to put up. I have spray painted several frames that I need to find photos that will go with them and then get 'em on the wall. Good bye brown and black and hello a riot of color. I even mentioned to Rob that we need to replant some of our orchids and that I plan on painting all the pots first. Rob just rolls with it, he's awesome that way and if he thinks I'm going a bit crazy he will gently rein me in without hurting my feelings.

So the other day we were over at my brother Mike's for his birthday, as we pulled up I saw the light making this cactus glow. I didn't have my tripod but I think I got a pretty good shot. I need to get one where it glows even more in the evening light or maybe in silhouette where it blocks out the sun.
All the things that I'm working on.
Happy Crazy.
*Carrie*

Put a pin in me, I'm done.
This has been a rough year and an enlightening one.
Since yesterday I have been in a bear of a mood and emotional. I would love it something amazing and beautiful would happen in the next 48 hours, something that really speaks to my heart.
I know, tall order but I really need a spiritual uplifting right now.
I would love to curl up like Bella here and ignore the world.
I'm not going to make any resolutions except one.
To continue to be a better me, the me God intended me to be.
May your new years be merry and bright and this coming year be an amazing one.
*Carrie*

As Wyatt put it, "This is the best Christmas EVER!"
This year the grandma's made Christmas pretty awesome. There were Lego's and makeup, dolls and beyblades, some clothes and movies, video games and the ultimate gift was DS's.
From us the kids got a slightly early gift.
On the 17th, I answered an ad on craigslist for a dog needing a good home. The person who had the dog wanted it to go to a family with a good yard. The dog is a female boxer between 1 1/2 to 2 years old.
We took Braxton over to meet her and make sure they were compatible. We especially didn't tell the kids because I didn't want to get their hopes up. Every once in a while Kelly would remark how she still missed Lucy, that devils spawn. So I thought how cool, I should try to get her a dog for Christmas. I searched the humane society but every dog except for 3 were pitbull mixes so I checked around and my mom suggested craigslist. I found an ad where a woman had found a boxer and no one had claimed her and she couldn't keep her. I answered thinking I had no chance, I mean come

on, the pictures show a pure boxer and she is cute. I received an answer Friday night and we agreed to meet Saturday. Except for her trying to lord it over Braxton she was great. So we took her home to take a test run and if it didn't work out we could give her back. Yeah, I don't plan on giving her back. Except for a few quirks she is pretty cool.
We have named her Bella, (you know our breed game, boxers, Brewtus, Braxton) she is a cuddle monster, likes to lay either on you or beside you. If you get up to get something its very likely that she will take your seat. My biggest gripe right now is that I can't leave her in the house without her destroying things.
Case in point. The kids and I left for one hour, when we returned the house was in shambles. The knocked over the laundry bucket and had socks thrown everywhere. Bella had the metal garbage can  knocked over and garbage strewn around the kitchen. We had a plastic bag of clothes from grandmas house that was destroyed and spread down the hallway. There was a box of macaroni and cheese chewed on and ground into the living room rug and I found the guilty party in my craft room where she had opened a new package of quilt batting and had a mouthful of it.

Due to this episode I occasionally call her Lucy.

Lets see, I have been on the news in the morning with my photos and the news channel posted the picture on their Facebook page.
Oh wait, on the 10th I did a craft fair with me showcasing Park lane. That was a bust but the lesson learned was inspiring. Across the room was two woman with nature photos on cards, photos matted and framed. I watched as more people bought the photo cards from them then purchased anything from anyone else. Even my mother in law bought two cards from them.
This really hit me hard.
It was a light bulb on for a couple of reasons, one, what to make my mother in law for Christmas and another, for me to look into selling my own photo cards. I occasionally take some really good shots :) why not try.
I'm going to look into getting into the Tucson Craft and hobby association so that I can find out about the craft fairs around town.
who knows right, and we all have to get started somewhere.
Oh and when I gave my mother in law the 10 photo cards for Christmas?? She said she has no plans to use them she'll keep them for herself. I'm floored and not sure how to take it because she has never commented on any of my nature photos before and my favorites are framed around my house. Go figure, sigh....giggle.
I'm excited about this opportunity.

*Carrie*

Resolve

So there is something on my mind.......
I've been thinking about my blog the last few days and I'm sort of sick at myself. One, that I'm missing out on capturing all the things that make my kids unique and Two, the simple daily things that I'm almost guaranteed to forget.
I remember updating my blog almost every day. Almost.
Now I'm lucky to do it twice a month. That's not like me, and I don't want it to be me.
Life moves fast enough as it is and I'm just trying to keep up, I don't want my blog to go by the wayside. Since I'm writing this and voicing my concern, that means my goal is to make it more a priority.
Yes, I've said something like this before, but you know, this is important.
I've slowed way down on checking out status' or playing games on Facebook, even my Pinterest addiction has slowed a bit.
Of course throwing your back out and being unable to sit at the computer has helped put some things into perspective.
In my mind I picture a movie where the kids are all screwed up emotionally until they read mom's journal and know how much mom loved and cared for them and what was going on in her head.
Now this is extreme thinking, because my kids know how much I love and care for them because I tell them so quite frequently.
No matter what, we screw up our kids, its just a fact, no way around it. Sorry went off on a tangent.
If, for some reason I'm never able to complete all those scrapbook pages that are rolling around in my head, that will be OK. I have the memory down on my blog, which will hopefully be printed out yearly :)
short ending to a long story. I'm gonna fight to keep my blog up to date and challenge myself to do better with it.
As I re read this post I thought of something... a challenge to you. If you have my phone number and haven't seen me post in more than three days, text me, be more support system and keep me motivated.
Love to all,
*Carrie*

 I knew that I had missed a few days but gee whiz, almost a month has gone bye.
Lets see, we have had soccer games, scouts, thanksgiving, stressing over buying Christmas presents.
Basically...Life!
I had gall bladder surgery and threw my back out on the 28th of Nov. The surgery went great and I was able to get up the next morning and join my friend Annette and take our kids' school photos for the next three days.
I have come to realize that I cannot take percocet without getting sick and I hate outpatient surgery.

I know this all sounds so random but I think it is because, as usual, I have much catching up to do.
I'll start from Thanksgiving.
We had turkey day at my mom's, and it was such a nice day. The kids and grandma's ate outside and the rest of us ate inside and watched the football game.
We went through the ads and discussed Black Friday horror stories, all of us agreeing there wasn't anything worth going out for.
I had an idea that will have to be put off until next year about taking family favorite recipes and pictures of those recipes and making a family cookbook. I was also hoping to incorporate hand written recipes in jpeg form into the book.
Unfortunately, it is a bigger time consumer and right now I can't do it justice. This gives me plenty of time over the course of next year to get it done right. I fell this project is one that will be much loved and passed on by all of us.
So Mom, I know you are reading this and that is why I was asking for some family recipes and, as of right now I still don't have any from you! (and I asked her before Thanksgiving!)
I have about given up on making Christmas cards to send this year, I'm just in this bah humbug mood.
My craft room is destroyed and I just get frustrated every time I go in there. Even more frustrating is that I have all these projects that I want to do, that are in various stages, and they are beginning to get mixed up. I need a day where I can pull some stuff out and really get it organized and purge. I need to make my project board to stay organized and just get it done!
Last week when we were taking pictures one of the schools' teaching assistants came in to let me know she saw one of my photos on the morning news! It was a surprise for me because I had sent that photo in over a week ago and had given up waiting to see it.
Let see, what else.
I finished up one of my stools the other day and boy was that a learning process. I'm not a professional by any means and you can certainly tell by looking at my stool but the darn thing is comfy to sit on. The kids like to pull it up to the computer desk while they watch each other play games.
My brain has come to a stand still so it means I have to stop for now. I'll be a better blogger eventually.
*Carrie*