The Sweetest of Sweet......................

Last Wednesday night we took the kids to their church activities, ran some errands and then came back to the church and waited in the car for them to finish. I was looking/feeling pretty grubby at the time. I had been busy all day and didn't have time to change or shower before we ran into town. I figured that since I wasn't getting out of the van it really didn't matter. So, when one of Myshel's young women's leaders came running over to the car to talk to me, I was more than a little self-conscious. She introduced herself to me and told me that she was so excited to have Myshel in YW's and that she thought that Myshel was just beautiful and so much fun (which I agree with, but I'm a little bias). She was extremely sweet and I thought that was so nice of her to go out of her way to say such sweet things about my daughter. I almost forgot that I hadn't showered that day.......................

On Sunday the same lady spoke briefly in Relief Society. After the meetings I went and told her how much I appreciated and enjoyed her comments. She said thank you, and then said, Cindy, you are just so beautiful. She continued telling me that when she first saw Myshel she thought that she was stunning and when she met me on Wednesday night she knew right away where Myshel got her beautiful looks. She told me that Myshel looked just like me and that we were both so beautiful. She was completely genuine when she said it and I knew it came from her heart. I hardly knew what to say. I fumbled out a thank you, agreed with her that Myshel was a beautiful girl and told her that I wished I felt the same way about myself. She smiled and then we were interrupted by our kids. What a wonderful person to go out of her way to make me feel good about myself. I left church in a rather good mood.



(A little note for my look-a-like in Norfolk: Later, I told Myshel about what her leader had said about the two of us and Myshel got really quiet. She looked up at me, her eyes full of tears and told me that she(her leader) reminded her of Candy. I said, "yeah, she does have that sweet quality, doesn't she", and we both cried a little.--we love you and miss you)

Mary Engelbreit Monday

A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness, there can be no true joy.

****Thomas Carlyle

What Pizza Are You?

Cheese Pizza

Traditional and comforting. You focus on living a quality life. You're not easily impressed with novelty. Yet, you easily impress others.

What's Your Pizza Personality?

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

Portland Head Light

Two of my favorite things about Maine are the coastlines and the lighthouses. Last Saturday we went to Portland and had to go see the lighthouse. The kids loved climbing on the rocks and getting close to the water more than the lighthouse, but that's ok. I just loved being there.

Here We Go Again..............

Chad went back to work yesterday---On one hand that's not a good thing. I enjoy having Chad around all the time. I know a lot of women feel like their husbands just kind of get in the way after awhile and they don't know what to do with them, but I've never really felt that way. Chad and I have both said that if he could work from home that would be ideal. These last 6 weeks have been really nice and I'm just not ready for him to be gone during the day yet, of course, I'd never be ready. It's also bad because while on leave we haven't had to deal with too many "navy" things. When he goes back to work all that "stuff" will come flooding back into our lives.

On the other hand, though----it is a good thing. He has to go back to work, that's reality. And although it's been wonderful for us just being able to hang out with out, we also need to get back to some reality. We also need to get back into a more regular schedule, especially since we'll be moving again in about 3 weeks and the kids will start school shortly after that.

Last week we were offered housing---that's a good thing. It saves us money, actually a lot of money. The kids won't have to change schools in the middle of the school year AND we'll be in town and out of the woods (Myshel is the only one of my kids that's particularly happy about that one)

But that means--------
* I have to arrange another move (the second in 2 months) pretty much on my own............
*That's I'll have to register my kids in 3 different schools and fill out all that paperwork.
*I'll have to fill out the paperwork for our medical insurance, pick doctors and have the kid's shot records confirmed.
*I'll have to call auto insurance, and rental insurance and have it changed again...........not to mention the phone (which is a completely different company), and TV.
*I'll have to memorize a new address (the zip codes always get me).............a new phone number ................notify friends and family of these and change them in my handheld and cell phones again!
*I'll have to get ready for movers, pack what I want with me, unpack everything again. (actually I didn't unpack everything when we moved into this house, but still, you get thing picture)

BUT
*I'll be in town
*We'll feel more settled now that we know we won't be moving "sometime" in the next 6-9 months
*I can unpack all my pictures and nick-nacks that I didn't unpack here
*There's no snakes and frogs(at least not as many)
*We'll have great memories of our "summer" home
*Myshel and Vance will be within walking distance of their schools
*The commissary's just down the street
*And I'll have a whole lot more money in my pocket!

Mary Engelbreit Monday

(I love this one) Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

---Victor Hugo

Harry Potter on the Brain..............................

I've spent almost all of my waking minutes since Saturday evening around 5PM trying to get through the last Harry Potter book. Chad was great about it and tried to help keep the kids busy while I read, but they still managed to come in every few minutes and distract me. It's hard to read around here with no interuptions. It also didn't help that Myshel was dying to get the book after me and kept coming to check on my progress or read over my shoulder (which I hate), as if "checking" on me was going to make me read faster. I have managed to finish the book, though. So, now I have all these Harry Potter conversations buzzing around in my brain and I can't say anything to anyone at my house until they finish reading it. It kind of makes me crazy, but at least I know what happens!