Choice 2...Golden Corndog

Every morning the children make a lunch choice. They have 2 to choose from. I can't believe they have two now! Pretty soon they will be able to order off a menu! This isn't Mongolian Grill people! When I was a child we had one. One stinkin choice and I think they rotated those out about every other day. Most of the time it was Wiener Wraps or Chickenwiches. Chickenwiches were awesome until I found grissle in mine...then I was done with those! Wiener Wraps were the BOMB! Yes I said bomb because they WERE that good! I don't think they can serve those now. I mean I don't think the word "weiner" on the school lunch menu flies anymore...I'm just sayin!

Back to my story...
So every morning I have to read them the choices. Most have reviewed this with their parents prior to the day which I can appreciate more than you know! They move their clothespin with their name to the side of the tray and viola! They are done.
Sometimes there are discussions as to what the choices are. We decide according to what our friends are having...or what we may have had the day before. In the mornings I stand near the door which is closely located near the "lunch choice tray" to greet the children.
This morning the conversation went something like this...

Some kid: "Twinie, can you read me the choices?"

Twinie: "Sure, you can have a turkey sandwich with cheese on some bunz. That is choice 1 and choice 2 is a golden corndog."

Some kid: "What is a golden corndog?" (For those of your wondering, that is the exact words of the corndog choice...Golden Corndog. It should say burnt corndog...but who am I?)

Twinie: "It's golden on the outside and corny on the inside!"

Some kid: "Oh! That's what I am getting!"



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Golden Corndogs make me happy!

P.S. I have a feeling Twinie will make or break most of my posts this year!
Stay tuned for his "Star Student of the Week" poster...it is a gem!

I am doing my baby dance...

This post should have been from yesterday...I can't believe I forgot about this! It was all that sadness taking over my brain!

Guess what?!?!?! There is a new baby on the way!!! It is a Conway baby!!! Well, in actuallity it is a Gay baby. No joke! I can't wait! NOT MINE PEOPLE!!!! My cousin Mrs. Gay is preggers!!!! Her and her husband have had a LONG awaited journey and it finally happened! I am super happy for them and even more happy because I can pretend it is my "niece or nephew".... YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
It's gonna LOVE me! Maybe...THEY will love me... =) We will see!!!!

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Gay babies make me happy!

Names I have come up with already include:
Ben
YouAre
HeIs
SheIs
ThatIs
Theyare
Happy
Iam

Love ya Mrs. and Mr. Gay!

Vending Machine, Snack Shack, video games, and a bible...

Every morning starts with morning work. Once all are settled and lunch choices are made, then they stand for the Pledge of Alligance and our class pledge. Both are super cute, because for the most part they know them all but sometimes we "forget". =)

After all the pledges and promises have been made to save the poor, feed the hungry, and save the dying babies...we move to morning meeting. I was hesitant to start this routine. My Twin, aka one of my teammates, encouraged me to try it. It is great. It gets a lot of those "great" stories out of the way! The children may share one time about something they did on the weekend or last night. Today was obviously weekend stories. Some say amazing profound incredible things. Some tell me they watched tv all weekend (Twinie!).

It was Mr. Clean's turn...it went something like this...

"Well, yesterday I went to church, soccer, and football. My church is super cool...I think I will go back tonight. Listen to what they have there...they have a snack shack, vending machine, video games and a bible. Your turn (points to the kid on the right)".

Wow...must be some church if they have a BIBLE!!!!!

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Churches that have bibles make me happy.

Dirt Babies...

Things are not always happy. I am not happy at the moment, but I don't want to bring my readers (1) down.

Today I went to see my girls. We went to Sonic...so good! I had deep fried ice cream shake thingy...the girls like to go there and sit in the mini-van. They get out of their carseats and sit in the very back. They put the headphones on and pretend they are watching a movie. It is cute, sweet and innocent. Why can' I have that kind of fun?

I like watching the young high school boys on their roller skates. Rose and I decided they have to fall at least once while working there with an arm load of food. We also decided that the back of their shirts should say, "Even the best skaters fall." We think we are funny. We crack each other up so I guess that is all that matters.

We went back to their house and "played in the dirt". Literally. They are doing some new landscaping, etc. so there are big dirt hills in their backyard. A and S played for 3 hours in the dirt. They were as happy as can be. They loved every minute of it. Rose and I sat in the sun for 3 hours. That makes us happy. We loved every minute of it.

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Watching kids play in the dirt makes me happy.

You are my nightlight...

I found this card today in Target. They just "remodeled" my Target and it is super cool. Unlucky for me, I couldn't find anything. I feel lost. It is only a matter of time before I know the aisles better than the workers. Okay okay! I spend a lot of time there! I won't even tell you about the time someone thought I was a worker there! I have stopped wearing red since then.

There is a section of cards that have quotes by small children on them. Whether they are real quotes or not...I heart them and I tend to purchase quite a few. Did I mention I am a card whore? I am. I love giving and sending cards. Who doesn't love a good card right? Especially from me.

I found one that says..."you are my nightlight". It was perfect because I was looking for a card for my dear dear friend...Teacha! Teacha gets me through the days...she makes me laugh, she makes me cry, sometimes she even makes me workout! She is like my life support...seriously. Anyway I needed her today and she was there, via text message which is almost the best. You don't have to face anyone. I love my teacha. The card fits her perfect. The funny thing is, I bought it for her for another reason. I bought it to thank her for the kind donation she made to Camp Erin in my name for my birthday. She was struggling with "the perfect gift" for me. She came up with this on her own and I am forever grateful.

Now I need to go find another card for her kind heart and words of today...

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Teacha's words from her heart make me happy!

Lola's getting old!

Lola turned 26 this week! Happy Birthday Lola!
Lola and MegPie are in the picture to the far right.
Below is a picture of me with my cousin, Miss Hawk. I call her that for various reasons...one being she swoops in and eats peoples food. Not really but that seemed good at the time. Do we look alike? I mean except for the fact I am like double the size of her in ALL areas...our dads are brothers.
The next one is Lola with Matthew and Ron. Good times at Deschutes Brewery. That is a stellar place.

The story of who I am...and who I have come to be... Part Deux

Wednesday was full of phone calls of anyone we could get a hold of. Everyone and anyone was welcome to come to the hospital and Atlanta for that matter. Friends and family flew in from every which way. I only remember my phone call to Jessica. She was sick to her stomach and had left work the minute she heard. I heard relief in her voice after I told her who I was. I went to my sister's room a lot that day. I sang to her, talked to her, and joked with her. Jason went back every time with me.

That afternoon some more family and friends arrived from other places. I went to the airport with the "airport team". My aunt sue, uncle mike, steph's friends, lisa, jason, and mike as well as my aunt carol came for support and to say goodbye.

The hospital staff set us up in a private waiting area. The only problem was that we needed MUCH more space than a 10 person waiting room. We had about 50 people there. If they weren't already there, they were calling on the waiting room phone to get directions to the hospital or updates.


Many people arrived that day. We kept packing them in. I remember collapsing on the floor frequently after visiting in the room. That didn't stop me from going back in repeatedly through the day. Wednesday night I finally slept. My body had had enough. I had developed a sinus infection on top of everything else.
4 of us piled in a hotel room attached to the hospital. We all slept really well that night. We got up and went back downstairs. Mother had put a post out for me so the first person to see me was to send me back to Steph's room. She was ready...she asked me when I was ready, we need to take her off life support. I made her promise she would wait until everyone that wanted to come got there. That morning there were tornado warnings in the Atlanta area so that held things up a bit. We met with the transplant team as we knew Steph was an organ donor. They needed to prep before doing anything. By noon, half the University of Georgia staff, our family, and some of Steph's nearest friends were crammed in the ICU. We waited, prayed, sang (yeah that was interesting!) and prayed some more while the doctors unhooked everything. Then we PILED everyone who wanted to be in there into her TINY room. She took 3 breaths...I told her to let go and to tell daddy hi. She was gone...