My Busy Weekend

Abel was gone for the weekend
celebrating Fathers' Day with his
brother, cousins, second cousin and grandpa.

I filled my weekend with
dinner and girls time with....

Spending about 3 1/2 hours at the hospital with
Kristi and Princess G

Grandma, my cousin Allie, her sweet little angel Arden
and my sister in law, Kaylene on Friday.
(I don't have any pictures to share from that night though. :( )....

Studio pictures for our classes on Saturday morning,

Lunch and coffee at The Coffee Shop with Paul and PJ,

A movie, dinner and Fathers' Day shopping with PJ
While Paul went to the hospital to see Princess G,

Funny pictures and laughter with Paul,

A photo shoot at my house for our hip hop group with
Keri Elizabeth Photography
(You MUST check her out. She is pretty awesome.)

AND

Dinner with the madre for Fathers' Day
Dinner included more silly pics and much laughter.

Here are a boat load of pictures to amuse you.
Some are from the actual day,
Others not.

Enjoy!


Princess G





That's a pretty big bear....


Can you imagine what passer-bys were thinking when they saw a
giant bear in place of the paitent?!


Love the look on her face on this one:


My Day(s) with PJ:
Ham






Paul took him for a haircut


Getting ready to see Kung Fu Panda 2


Dinner at Chick-fil-a


After Paul got home from the hospital,
I hung out for a little bit longer.
Here are some pics for your enojoyment.
(Some from that night, and some from today....that app is addicting.)


My favorite:









My sister thought we were drunk.
I have no clue why...

And to proove that I'm not as dysfunctional looking at those pictures show to be...


I woke up to this on Sunday.
(Shhhh! Don't tell Abel the doggie was in the bed!)


Then, Drea, Brooklyn, Puppet and Keri
came over to do a photo shoot for our hip hop class.
This was the only time that everyone said they could make it,
but we still ended up missing out on Katie in the end. :(

I didn't really get any pics from that, but here's proof
the Drea snuck in a DP



Then I went to dinner with mom for
Fathers' Day.

My birth father died when I was 10.
My dad, and one of the most influential people in my life, died when I was 17.
I don't have any children.
So, this is what we do on Fathers' Day.

She won't let me post any of the silly pics we got of each other,
but I LOVE this pic.
Mainly because she wasn't posing for the first time in forever.

She's the kind of person that will have you take 25 pictures
to get one that she is semi-satisfied with.
I think she's beautiful regardless.


So there ya have it.

The longest post that I have ever put on a blog.
Hope I didn't bore you.

Nightmares

I've been having some pretty intense and realistic dreams lately.
They really bog down my spirit.

Sunday night, I dreamt that the building I work in caught on fire.
My manager wasn't in that day,
And the building next door
And all of the houses surrounding the building were burning.
(We don't have houses across the street from my work, but in my dream we did.)

We left one child and one of the workers in the building, unknowingly.
I woke up terrified and full of grief on Monday morning.

I'm sure a lot of it has to do with the fires that overwhelmed Northeastern AZ recentlyBut it was scary nonetheless.

I came in to work today (Wednesday) to no A/C.
It’s only supposed to be 110* today.
No biggie. Ha!

I find out that my manager got a call last night from our fire monitoring service that
An error/alert popped up.
Something was not right.
We have no clue what, but of course
I linked it to the dream I had the other night.
I wonder if one of the AC units caught fire.




I had a dream last week that I got in a really bad car accident.

Just yesterday, as I was driving on the freeway to work,
I started to feel like something was off.
I had chest pains and felt really dizzy
And felt like I was having a heart attack.

I decided to check my blood sugar
(I have had diabetes since I was 10)
While I was driving.
I was 24.
I remember looking up at one point during the driver and
slamming on my brakes.
I almost hit the car in front of me – going full speed.
I honestly think that I blacked out for a moment,
and some kind of divine intervention caught my attention.

I sure hope that none of these nightmares become true reality.

Gabriella's Heart

My heart is heavy and there really isn’t a whole lot that any one can do about it.

For a whole year, there were no major complications with Gabriella.

Her and her sparkly heart were getting along so well.
They still love each other. I’m sure of it.

I don’t understand why this happens.
Why can’t she get a break?!

I know the day will come (and long for it)
When she performs on stage with her dance studio again
Has her first day in high school
Gets her drivers license
Goes on her first date
Goes to her high school prom
Graduates
Takes off to college
Gets married
Has a family

Knowing all of those things are comforting.
She WILL have those opportunities

I am just so angry that she has to overcome these obstacles
In transit to those events

Yesterday I was just sad
Today I am sad and angry
You would think that, after everything that has happened to her
I would better cope with this
I can’t though
None of it makes sense

Please keep praying for my precious little niece.
Along with my sister, brother in law and
My godson/nephew who is only just under 4
He is having a much harder time this go around

Weeeeeeeeee!

Here comes another summer season that

I’m too ashamed

Of my body to go swimming in front of people, go to water parks and go to the lake.

Oh….I’ll go to those places, alright.

I just won’t wear just a swimsuit.

Instead, I’ll wear too many layers of clothing in order to hide my

Insecurities.

I’ll suffer through the extra layers (no matter how cute the clothes are)
In the 120* weather.

Ugh.

I hate being fat.

Sometimes I just think that surgery would be the best option.

I’ve got to keep reminding myself that it may be the EASIEST option, but

Definitely not the best option.

Instead, I exercise.

And I dance.

And I watch carefully what I eat.

I watch what I eat more than the 130 lbs. beautiful girl at the table across from me does.
She stays the same size.
I lose a couple pounds.
Then I gain a couple pounds.

It’s a daily struggle.

Frickin health problems.