GO COLTS GO!

Hey y'all, it's that time of year again....What time you ask? Why it's time for the Indianapolis Colts to win the Super Bowl! So let's all rally around Saturday to cheer them on as they whoop the Chargers( yes my loyalties to San Diego are nil ) I know that none of my blogger friends are football fans, but that's ok cuz my sweetie is and I'm sure at least he will get a kick out of my "make do" Colt template.

I dedicate this very pink blog to my pink loving girl

aka...Bizzy...aka...Boo...aka...lil bit

Oh, sweet puppy

OH Bad Puppy

Sooo Good

My Saviour is soooo good. Just been reflecting on how cool it is that two years ago when I had no clue there was a place called B-----, a guy was writing a blog that would lend me comfort today. A coincidence? I think not. I believe that is who my Saviour is. He is well aquainted with the grief of seperation. He planned for my comfort way back then....Hallelujah, What a Saviour! My weekend with Denny was full of the same kind of care from Christ which I will post about soon. You know what, His Grace IS Enough.
~April

Thankyou Dave

Found this great blog tonight written by a soldier who's already home. He probably had no idea when he wrote this blog 2 years ago what relief he would bring to a wife wondering about her husband. He wrote a detailed description about the base where Den will be. I am so happy about this!

Other side of the world....

That's where my hubby is today. Here's some stats...
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Excited!

My suitcase is packed, all the details worked out and in less than 24 hours I get to see my beloved husband! I am so thankful to all my dear friends who are making it possible for this trip to happen!
Thankyou!

two little tiggers

O Christmas tree

Imagine a big 15 passenger van pulling up to Home Depot at 5 till 7 on a Sunday night and and then picture 9 excited kids and one harried mom piling out of the van in search of the perfect Christmas tree. As they walk up to the door there's a man with keys starting to lock the door but as he realizes what this group is up to, he has pity and says, "Can you pick one out in 5 minutes?" Now hum "Run,Run,Rudolph" to yourself as you see this motley crew running through Home Depot, looking at ten trees in 60 seconds, grabbing the best of the lot and then running to the register... mom, teenagers, toddlers, the whole lot giggling in delight as home depot employees stare in amazement. (Sometimes my life feels like a movie).

The recap of a Happy Thanksgiving

The happiness started Wednesday at the San Antonio Airport, Here's Denny getting in the car:


and continued with nine happy children saying hello:



Thursday morning we enjoyed Nana's awesome cinnamon rolls:

Then got to work on our Turkey

the only problem? 23lb turkeys take about 100 hours to thaw not 60.
Off to HEB to get a precooked for the first time ever. It was smoked and smokin good....yum


a few more yummies

Homecoming

2 hours and 45 minutes(but whose counting)until I pick Denny up at the aiport, to spend a lovely 75 hours with him(still counting)until dropping him back off on Sat. Then it will only be 8,928 hours until I see him again...oops there I go counting again and I am absolutely not allowed to do that!

Sooo grateful today that Lord did work out a way for Denny to come home for Thanksgiving. Thankyou Jesus!

"Not Me Monday"

I have definately NOT let my house fall apart since my dear husband has been out of town. No way, I am running a tight ship, let me tell you.

And while letting my little one's draw I certainly did not allow them to use their tummies and legs as their canvas.



I did not while trying (unsuccessfully)to solve my mouse problem attempt for at least an hour to get a little mouse (stuck in a plastic bucket) to run over a sticky trap....after all it would have been much easier to simply dump the bucket outside.

Upon finding that mouse the next morning stuck to the sticky trap, I absolutely did not spend my morning unsticking him,that would be silly, it's just a mouse after all. I certainly would not set him free.
I did not feel slightly guilty about how that poor little guy was suffering or ponder all day how I could solve my mouse problem without further loss of mouse life(why do they have to be so cute), because they are after all pests.....I know this.

My laundry did not get so far behind that I had to resort to wearing mismatched socks....this is not a habit that many of my children already engage in often.