Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Answer for GiGi

GiGi commented on my blog about Justin's mustache. I will answer her here.

Well, what do you think of Lamar's?I never have like facial hair either and then with that bald haircut! Boys will be Boys!One funny about Justin though...Landrie told me about Justin's killing birds and said that God was going to have to help Justin not to want to kill birds anymore! Mmmmm????

I am okay with the facial hair as long as it is neat and trimmed and a goatee. We like to say it adds much needed character. I just don't like the Hulk Hogan look that Justin is wearing. When we go to church or nice restaurants, I feel like people are staring. (I know people are staring because I have seen them). We went to Babe's Fried Chicken the other night and no on gave him a second glance. He fit right in.

I have gotten used to Justin and Lamar's bald look. It does help hide receding hairlines and since Pops part got larger and larger, I decided that it needed to disappear. I really like him bald except that means I have to cut it twice a week.

In answer to the bird comment, that Landrie is hilarious and she doesn't forget ANYTHING. That comment was from September when Justin went dove hunting. She told me, "Lolly, you need to tell your son not to kill birds". She has told me that multiple times.

Last weekend, out of the blue, she asked me why I forgot to give her a carrot for "Chunky Monkey". Chunky Monkey was the horse that came to her 2 Year Old birthday party 2 1/2 years ago. She does not forget anything at all.

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My Little Bow Heads

Since the time my 3 girls were babies, they had bows in their hair until they went to college. Jennifer even wore them in college, but I can cut her some slack since she had to wear them for cheerleading.

The first time they brought Janelle to me in the hospital, she had a bow glued in her hair. She was never without one. She tanned very easily, and went to many soccer and t-ball games for her brothers and sisters. When you gave her a bath (the only time the bow came out) she would have a bow "tanned" into her scalp.

Jennifer has followed my style. Landrie and Karsyn are rarely seen without their hair fixed and a bow.

Last weekend, Jennifer went away for a scrapbooking weekend with some of her friends. She was gone from Friday to Sunday. Lamar had a coaching convention in San Antonio, so he and the girls left on Saturday. He dropped them off at GiGi's house on the way.

Jennifer fixed their hair on Friday, but they needed help on Saturday. They had a birthday party to go to and they couldn't go to GiGi's a mess. In perfect Jennifer fashion, she planned earlier in the week for the girls to come to my house to get their hair fixed.

I didn't know what time they would come, but I knew my services were desperately needed.

I got the following email from Lamar on Saturday morning.

I will probably come over around 1230 if that is OK for you to fix the girls hair. I tried to do it myself yesterday and did nothing but make them cry.

I thought that was so funny because I could not even begin to imagine what that scene looked like.

Karsyn was not too happy with me either, but in true sisterly fashion, Landrie tried to console her.

They were much improved when they left my house.

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Saturday, July 26, 2008


I don't know how to work my computer keys to get the name exact, so here it is. Rise is a great new restaurant in Dallas. It is located at Lovers and Inwood.

I always love to find a new restaurant that is different and good. Rise proves to be both. The atmosphere is so different than any around. It looks like a country french cottage with several birch tree branches in the center. The specialty of the house is souffles.

The only time that I can ever remember eating a souffle was for dessert at Old Warsaw. Rise serves them for both entrees and desserts.

First off, they only take reservations for large parties, so be prepared to wait. I went for lunch and arrived before noon and had to wait 30 minutes. I had the crab souffle. I also tasted the ham and cheese souffle and they were both delicious and filling. I was surprised that they were so full of flavor.

For the dessert, I had the Creme Brulee. It was great. Next time I want to try one of the dessert souffles.

My only complaint, is that they did not have soft drinks. I ordered the fresh limeade. It had a lot of fresh mint crushed up, but it was very tart. After I added 3 packages of Splenda, it was just right.

This is not a cheap lunch place. Plan on spending at least $40 for a salad, souffle and dessert. The limeade was $4 for a small glass. Great place for a birthday lunch.

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Thursday, July 24, 2008

What In The World Have You Done?

Jennifer had a 30th birthday party for Lamar last Saturday night. Here is a family picture that they took. They look really nice, except . . . that awful mustache on Justin. What is he thinking???

I call him either Mr. Arkansas or Mr. West Virginia. He looks like he belongs back in the 80's. It will be shaved off around August 11th and then I will let him go out in public with me. I am embarrassed to be seen with him. I'm sure people are thinking, that guy is really cute, but what is up with that WT mustache? Does he think he looks good?

He and six of his buddies from college are all going to Challis, Idaho in a couple of weeks to camp out and go to the "Braun Brothers Reunion", a country music festival. In college they used to make the rounds to all of the concerts and one of his favorites is Randy Rogers who will be there. Back in the day when Randy was in town, he used to spend the night on Justin's couch.
Another big reason for the trip is to celebrate the last hoorah for his friend Greg, who is joining the Navy Seals. Greg had a great college career. He was ACU's quarterback and given the Purple and White award at graduation. He has not been fulfilled in his work life and has decided to chase his dream. His mother and Justin are not very happy about it.

For the celebration, all the guys thought it would be funny to shave their heads and grow these disgusting mustaches. They think it will be funny to get on the plane and look like that. They won't think it is funny when they get interrogated by Homeland Security.

Until August 11th, I will limit where I go with him. I guess we can go to Pancho's, Hooters and Dairy Queen.

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Saturday, July 19, 2008

England/Scotland - Part 2

At the airport in London, we met up with Tom, Donna, Ben, Jim and Kathy. They left the US a few days ahead of us and went to Switzerland. Since we had already been to Switzerland in 2001 and since I am a 3 night per trip person, we decided to skip that leg of the trip. In London, we boarded the plane for our hour trip to Scotland. When we arrived in Scotland, we were greeted by our drivers. They actually did not drive us, just our luggage. There was not enough room for all of us and our stuff.

From there, we headed to Craigsanquhar, where we would spend our next 5 days.

It was better than I could have ever imagined. The pictures just don't do it justice. The entrance was beautiful and then you headed up the long road to the castle.

The castle has 13 very comfortable rooms along with 2 sitting areas and the restaurant downstairs. Every time I would look out my window, I would see several bunnies hopping around on the lawn.

This is the view from our window. It certainly didn't hurt that it was a perfect 65 degrees outside most of the time.

The weather is like Texas weather, it can change quickly. The only difference is that it changes in a matter of hours. It would be sunny and starting to warm up and next thing you know, it was raining. A few minutes later, you would be cold and then it would be sunny again. Sometimes that happened 3 times a day.

Once we got settled into our rooms, we met downstairs for dinner. What a treat, and the fun part was that we would get to do this several more times over the next few days.

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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Pops Went To Prison - Part 3

Rohr went to church, where strangers worshiping with her collected a love offering to help restart her life. Rohr was humbled, her faith strengthened, and she felt more empathetic than ever to those she felt called to serve.

“This is also a ministry for the free world people,” says Luis Romo, an ordained Methodist minister. “It gives business people and business students a way to put their faith into action without having to negate their current occupation or career or studies,” Romo says. “In the church, we tell business people ‘Go to work and share your faith,’ but the business people are saying, ‘How can I put my business skills and passion, something I believe God’s given me, into a practice that helps others?’”

Romo was a pastor in an affluent Houston suburb. “When I invited Catherine to come speak at our church, I wanted our church to partner with her and say we will back up PEP, not just with money, but with our people and whatever else we can do ... and [I] saw very little response from the church overall. I was very disappointed.” So Romo left the pulpit to work full-time as the Prison Entrepre­neurship Program’s director of church relations, “not just to help churches help PEP, but hopefully to reframe the way they think about justice, the way they think about prisoners, the way they think about redemption.”

“As the book of James says, faith without works is dead,” Romo continues. “We try to bring those together in a way that says ‘Christ loves you and so do we. More important, we love Him, and this is how we do it.’ And I think they see it in a practical way. That doesn’t mean it’s all ‘Do you accept Christ in your heart?’ but we’re going to hold you accountable, and you choose to enter in these principles. Whether or not you choose to follow ’em when you leave here, that’s between you and God, but as long as you’re here, it provides a guideline for these guys to interact with each other and to grow and to learn.”

In addition to Romo, the Prison Entrepreneurship Program has hired staff (including several PEP graduates) to meet alumni at the gate when they’re released, offer ongoing support through Dallas and Houston field offices, and handle public relations. Another employee helps inmates regain their family members’ trust. Guests and churches sponsor reunification scholarships of $750, which covers travel, lodging, and food for inmates’ relatives on visitation weekends. Graduates who live with family rather than in a halfway house decrease their chances of getting in trouble.

For those unable to reconnect with family members, re-entry scholarships pay for an interview suit, halfway house rent, food, and a phone for electronic monitoring and job-seeking. So far, 97 percent of PEP alumni have found jobs within three weeks of release, and most earn at least $12 an hour. The recidivism rate of graduates is a mere 4.4 percent within three years of release.

One Class VII alumnus, Will Gibson, is a baby-faced 28-year-old redhead who was paroled five weeks ago. He lives with his parents in an upscale Dallas suburb and was hired as a waiter five days after his release. He is visiting the prison this weekend as a PEP mentor.

“There’s a new nervousness that comes upon you,” he tells the class. “You can’t practice this stuff enough in here, because it’s much harder out there ... but I’m here to tell you, the free world’s really good.”

When reflecting on his experience in the class, Gibson says, “PEP taught me a deeper sense of accountability and what it means to live right.”

Gibson is among those who offers the program its financial support, using tips from his newfound job to sponsor a scholarship for “Peaches.” Like Gibson, most Prison Entrepreneurship Pro­gram alumni tithe to PEP or their churches following their release.

PEP spends approximately $10,000 per student, compared to Texas’ annual cost of $30,000 per inmate. The program provides a model other states may wish to follow.

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Pops Went To Prison - Part 2

Owning a business will allow PEP students, who can’t easily find jobs because of their criminal records, to support themselves in the free world. Their concepts range from general contracting and automotive detailing to janitorial services. The visiting mentors help PEP students write and revise business plans and practice soft skills like making small talk. In front of the entire group, each inmate must share his nickname and tout his employable skills in a 30-second “commercial” for the company he dreams of starting. The inmates also practice making cold calls, with guests playing the role of potential customers in one-on-one conversations across tables in the mess hall. Mentors offer constructive criticism of verbal and written communications.

Awaiting his turn to practice with a visitor, “Feathers” starts shaking.
“Are you okay?” a guest asks.

“I just haven’t had free-world coffee in a long time,” Feathers admits, contrasting the java offered during PEP visitation weekends with the instant powdered mix he and other inmates usually drink.

Another PEP student, “Dora the Explorer,” wants to offer computer repair services to Spanish-speaking customers. Dora (whose real name is Juan) is 34 and earned an associate degree during his 15-year sentence. As he talks about his release in a few months, he breaks into a nervous sweat, confiding that he’s never seen or used a cell phone. He says PEP is “providing the footstool I need to step up in life.”

Changing lives. Thirty-year-old Rohr doesn’t have a degree in social work or counseling. She previously worked for venture capital and private equity firms in California and New York City. Rohr describes her attitude toward people in prison at that time in her life: “‘Who cares if you kill a couple of them who are innocent, ’cause they’re sucking up our taxpayer dollars. Just wipe ’em out.’ I used to say horrible things. I was definitely a lock ’em up and throw away the key type.” Getting married prompted Rohr, a Catholic who “wasn’t feelin’ it,” and her husband, a “good Lutheran boy,” to start visiting new churches together.

Rohr’s view of inmates changed one Easter weekend, when she and her husband visited a prison through a program led by Chuck Colson. “When I went on that first prison tour … I really thought that I was going to see these wild caged animals. When I arrived to prison and saw human beings who were just as much in need of grace as I am, I was humbled, more than ashamed, and really saw the ugliness in my own heart.”

The experience led Rohr and her husband to reaffirm their Christian faith, and in their new zeal they felt called to found PEP.

“I cannot really see myself doing this without someone who really loves God. [Otherwise] I don’t think he could support the very difficult life decisions we’ve made that have been led by obedience,” says Rohr. “You don’t do this kind of stuff to be a good person. You do it because you’re called to do it and you believe God’s promises.”

Rohr and her husband cashed in their 401(k)s, with penalties for early withdrawal, to found the Prison Entrepreneurship Program. “We packed up all of our stuff, everything that we owned. We didn’t even know where we were going to be living,” she recalls. “Everything we needed for the next four months ... we put in a minivan, drove out, and it was 1 in the morning when we arrived in Texas. We were too tired to unpack the car.”

Before dawn, they were robbed. “Everything was taken, all of my clothes, everything. I woke up my first morning in Texas and had no money, no home, nothing to wear.”

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Pops Went To Prison and Came Out a Changed Man

Below is Part 1 of an article published in "Sojounors Magazine" by someone else who had the same experience.

Dozens of guests arrive by the carload from Houston and Dallas just before sunset on Friday night. After showing ID, they’re escorted to a carpeted room with leather couches, warm lighting, and OutKast’s “Hey Ya” blasting.

Among the new arrivals, about 15 percent are MBA students and professors from graduate degree programs like one at the University of Dallas, a private Catholic liberal arts school. The other 85 percent are business professionals recruited by their peers, social entrepreneurship programs, and guest speakers at their churches.

All are welcomed in a receiving line with firm handshakes, warm smiles, and hearty bear hugs from students in the Prison Entrepreneurship Program (PEP). Soon, about three dozen of 90 inmates initially selected for Class VIII will graduate from the four-month program and be released from Texas’ Cleveland Correctional Center, less than an hour’s drive from PEP’s Houston headquarters.

The Prison Entrepreneurship Program is unique in the United States, helping people with felony convictions break the cycle of incarceration by starting their own sole proprietorships. During its first four years, PEP training and support have enabled more than 10 percent of its graduates to launch their own businesses—some with outside funding. Most inmates know how to hustle and possess employable skills. (Drug dealing, after all, requires an understanding of sales and distribution.) Several PEP students also earned associates degrees while incarcerated.

Outside MBA candidates not only volunteer as mentors, they actually pay tuition for credit hours earned while visiting the prison. The first grad school to affiliate with PEP was Harvard. Since then, mentors have visited Texas from around the country, and PEP has formalized relationships with several business schools and sponsor churches.

Do a little dance. After a rigorous selection process including written tests and interviews, PEP students must first learn to get along with each other. Founder Catherine Rohr starts with an exercise familiar to anyone who has participated in church camp ice-breakers: the chicken dance. At first, it’s visibly, painfully awkward for these men (conditioned to watch their backs and avoid physical contact with other inmates at all cost) to look silly in front of each other, much less swing each other ’round by the arm.

Cleveland Correctional Center is a minimum security facility for prisoners in the final years of sentences they’re serving for unpaid taxes and child support, violent crimes, and various drug charges, among other offenses. It’s a joyless, colorless building with fluorescent lighting, cold slab floors, and cinder-block walls. About 40 percent of Texas inmates are black, 30 percent are Latino, and 30 percent are white, and inmates of different races rarely socialize with one another due to the threat of gang violence in prisons. About one-fourth of Cleveland’s 530 inmates are in PEP. The program has been supported by both the Texas Department of Criminal Justice and the private company that now runs the jail—largely because of the program’s proven successes.

As the PEP visitors’ weekend begins, the goofy music quickly breaks down barriers. Through repetition of dancing at the start of every session, these students gradually become more relaxed. Mentors join the dance as well. PEP also lets pupils rename each other. Most are just a number in the system, and inmates call each other by nicknames that are often gruesome and raunchy, recalling the incidents that led to their conviction. (PEP does not accept sex offenders.) Being identified solely by the worst thing they’ve ever done undercuts the inmates’ self-esteem, and overcoming that isn’t easy. In PEP, they give each other new names as innocuous and playful as their dance moves, like “Peaches,” “Baby D,” and “Moon Pie.”

Visitors and classmates are further introduced through a drill from the movie Freedom Writers, where a strip of tape on the floor dividing volunteers and inmates becomes common ground. Rohr asks participants to “step to the line” if they like country music or hip-hop; grew up in a single-parent household; have been evicted; joined a gang; witnessed or survived abuse; and so on.

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If You Are A Baby Boomer . . .

Be sure and turn up the sound and click here.

If you are not a baby boomer or don't know anyone who is, never mind, you probably won't think it is funny. I am not THAT old (and I hope I don't ever get that old), but I think it is hysterical.

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Thursday, July 10, 2008

England/Scotland - Part 1

It has taken me a week to recover from the jet lag and whirlwind of activities after I came home. I didn't expect the jet lag to hit me like it did, but it knocked me down big time. It could also be that this week every year does this to me. I try to make a big deal out of my kids birthdays and with Justin and Janelle's being the week of July 4th, it gets a little overwhelming. Those two LOVE their birthdays and have always thought the fireworks were to celebrate their birthday week. Those two are my little firecrackers.

We got home on Tuesday night, and Justin was at our house early Wednesday to get his presents. The week long festivities ended on Monday afternoon when Janelle went back to Abilene and we cooked the fish. On Tuesday morning, I finally felt recovered.

We first went to London. Our flight left at 5:00 at night, so we flew all night. I took some Xanax (my special little flying pills) and Ambien to sleep the night away. I slept off and on but I paid for it the next day. I was dragging. I shared some of my drugs with Pops, so he was dragging too.

We checked into our hotel in Hyde Park about 10:30, but our room was not ready, so we decided to start touring. Our favorite thing to do when we go to a new city is to take the trolly/double decker city tour. They take you around to all of the highlights of the city and you can get on and off. You get to see everything important and you don't have to worry about parking. Don't worry, I would never dream of driving in London. That was CRAZY.

On a side note, walking in London is dangerous! Pops saved me from getting run over several times by yelling and grabbing my arm. They drive on the opposite side of the street and when you are crossing and they are turning left, you are a big target. They do not slow down as they turn and they will not stop for you. I was not accustomed to looking to my right.

We got on the tour bus and headed around town. The weather was perfect. We were on the top deck and quickly got comfortable. So comfortable, that we both started sleeping. Not deep sleeping, but little naps every few minutes. At one point, we got off the bus to take a river tour. Very nice, but we were a little too comfortable again. Off to sleep we went. I think I took about 5 little naps on that segment of the trip.

We grabbed some fish and chips around 3 and got back on the bus. More little naps. We finally got off the bus around 6 to get ready for dinner. It was pretty funny because I started talking about places I didn't see and Pops and I saw different things.

Pops used to work with an really sweet girl who has moved to London. When she found out we were coming, she wanted to be sure and meet up with us. She is now teaching at the University of Brighton. She and her boyfriend Paul took an hour train ride and taxi to meet us for dinner. We walked to a restaurant close to the hotel. It was great to catch up with Maura and meet Paul. Pops has tried very hard to get her to move back to Texas, but since she has met Paul, I think she will stay in England. She is originally from Ireland.

We went back to our room and were knocked out at 9:00. We got up the next morning and had breakfast at the hotel and decided to take the tour again since we missed most of it on Tuesday. English breakfasts are very different. They usually consist of eggs, sausage, bacon, tomatoes, mushrooms and black pudding. Pops just had a omelet and I had a croissant and 2 coffees, $50.

We toured most of the day and saw places we had never seen before, or at least didn't remember seeing. Pops wanted to go to the Churchill War Museum. I decided to sit outside and people watch since I am not into history.

We went to Harrod's. It was interesting to see, but I expected it to be much more than it was. We got hungry and decided to split a corned beef sandwich at a bar area. I got a side of potato salad, iced tea and lemonade. $60. Jason's deli is way better. I was really shocked at the prices.

We walked to Picadilly Circus for dinner. It was supposed to be like Time Square in New York. Not quite the same.

A few weeks ago, I bought a clock for the kitchen. It has an address on it of "49 Bond Street, London". As we walked to the restaurant, we found Bond Street. It is the Rodeo Drive of London. It was fun to see and when I look at my clock it reminds me of our trip.

We got up Wednesday and went to a bookstore for Pops. Not too exciting. Then we took a cab ride to the airport to head to Scotland. We had been told that Great Brittan was expensive, but I was pretty shocked. The cab ride was $130. The airport was very different from DFW, but we found our way around and were ready for the second part of our trip.

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Monday, July 7, 2008

Is Blogging Good For Your Health?

When I started blogging a couple of years ago, I thought it was fun and interesting to read people's stories about their lives. I am interested in people. I have a subscription to People Magazine to prove it, and read every word in it.

When I first started reading blogs, I was struck by the comradorie among fellow bloggers. If someone was hurting or had a need, many people would step up to the plate and encourage, pray and even set up funds for donations that were needed. I have done all of these things. These people are virtual strangers. You only know them from their heartfelt stories and emails.

I have been amazed how such a huge world can become so small. I will be reading a favorite blog and realize that the person is somehow connected to another blog I read and it just goes on and on.

BooMama is one of the first blogs I ever read. In this post, she describes all of these girls she met at the Deeper Still conference. I have been reading several of these blogs for a long time.

Another blog that I connected with is a girl from my area, who happens to be named Janelle. I first sent her a comment when I saw that she had the same name as my daughter and lived close by. We have not met in person, but have talked about meeting for lunch. Her best friend is Amanda (aka Beth Moore's daughter) and she talks about meeting BooMama at the same conference here.

Another group of blogs that I have read for a long time are several Mom's who have lost babies in the past year, shortly after birth. I read several of these everyday as they poured their hearts out as they were going through so much. They are from all over the US and formed a bond through blogs and emails and guess where they met up? At the same conference. These 8 women had never met in person before and spent the weekend together, with matching t-shirts. Read about it here.

Are you starting to see the connections?

My other group of blogs that I love to read are mothers of multiples, especially quads. One of the first I started reading was Suz. She lives close by and she looks and talks like Jordan's best friend in high school. Through Suz, I started reading other multiple blogs and look what happened here.

These people would have never met if it had not been for blogs. Their lives have been so blessed because they had someone helping them who was going through the same situation. I don't think any of these people had any idea 2 years ago that they would be so connected.

God did. He had it planned all along. Not only is blogging good for your health, I think it is good for your heart too.

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He Got The Big One

On Thursday, Pops, Justin, Billy, Paul and Lamar went on a fishing trip for Justin and Lamar's birthday. They caught 37 fish. Pops got the biggest one.

They really had to work hard. The worst part was leaving the house at 4:00 a.m. to get on the lake by 6:00 a.m. The guide had gathered up the bait the night before and he did everything except hold the pole and real the fish in. He baited the hook, took the fish off the hook, cleaned the fish and handed them 5 bags of ready to eat fish.

This is what we had for dinner last night. It was really good.

Justin marinated the fish over night in ginger ale (per the guides suggestion - to rid the fish of the gamey taste). We cut it in small pieces, coated it in Zataran's fish seasoning and fried it in the Fry Daddy. I am very psycho about food smelling in the house, so we took the fryer to the back porch and cooked it. We took a few of the large pieces and used Grill Mates Seafood rub and cooked them on the grill.

The meal really was pretty expensive when you add up several hundred dollars for the fishing guide, $85 for gas, food on the trip, and groceries for all the fixins.

According the the fishermen, the experience - priceless.

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My Baby is 21 Today - Happy Birthday

I can't believe Janelle is 21. I can remember this day 21 years ago just like it was yesterday. She and Jacob have been here since Thursday and we have been celebrating all weekend. It makes me feel really old. All of my children are officially adults.

Since they have to leave today, we had her birthday party yesterday. We went shopping yesterday afternoon to exchange some clothes and shoe I got her and then last night the whole family went to Babe's Fried Chicken and then came back home to have cake.

We are so proud of Janelle. She has done a great job in school. She only has 27 hours left to graduate. Her degree is in Marketing/PR and she is working at job in her area right now and loving it. She has been offered a job in Abilene after graduation, but we will see what happens.

Landrie and Karsyn love their Aunt Janelle and are always excited to see her. We love you Janelle and hope you have a great birthday.

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Wednesday, July 2, 2008

I Am Back . . . And I Can't Sleep

We got in last night after a great vacation to England and Scotland. The time over there is 6 hours ahead of us. Just about the time you get used to it, it is time to switch again. I thought I would sleep so good last night since we spent about 18 hours getting home, but I was wrong. I went to bed at 10, woke up at 1:30, 3:30 and then finally gave in a got up at 4:30.

We got home at around 6 and by 8, we had; the luggage emptied and put away, clothes in the washer, clothes taken to the cleaners, dinner at La Hacienda Ranch and made a trip to the grocery store.

When I got home, we realized that our big computer has crashed. I hope it can be fixed because I am a terrible back-upper and there are lots of pictures and documents on there that would be nice to have. That is the computer I download my pictures on, so it may be a while before I get pictures and details of our trip.

It was a blast, but I am glad to be home.

Best news of today is JUSTIN is 26 today. He is a momma's boy and he will be so glad to see me. That is the best birthday present I can give him, but I think I have something from The Old Course at St. Andrews that he will really love. If you know anything about golf, that will make sense to you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY BOY!!! WE LOVE YOU VERY MUCH AND ARE VERY PROUD OF YOU!!

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