Women Who Eat Chocolate

May 1, 1996 -- that was when my baby was born. It was my third c-section and the only one that was scheduled. :)  We didn't know if it was a boy or girl, so when they pulled him out George took one look at him and knew.  He finally had a boy!  He arrived calm as day, with the cutest little mole on his face.  Each one that arrives brings you more love than you ever think you'll have room for.  Esabelle and Selena loved him from the start.  I love my three children so much.  They bring such joy and heartache.   Tomorrow, we have Hunter's annual birthday bash planned.  Fifty or so kids are coming over to crash my door.  There is a chance of thunderstorms -- please Lord let us be in the "miss zone".  Since the kids have been little we've always done pinatas at their parties.  George being from Mexico, knows how to do 'em up right.  None of this hanging on a tree branch, and dividing all the candy up evenly.   W...

We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.  ~Stacia Tauscher

Moments have quick feet and and are fleeting.  Grabbing them might require quick reflexes and no hesitation.  I've been known to be hesitant, but I do have quick reflexes.  When I played volleyball in high school, I remember my coach showing the others my wrist snap.  When you spike or serve the ball, you need to have a good snap to make that ball go low.  I seem to have been blessed with a good snap.  Even now, if I drop something I'm sometimes able to catch it in mid-air.  Ya baby -- still haven't lost it.  This week two different opportunities came my way.  The first one made me stop and ponder.  There were heated discussions here at home about taking it.  George is a go-getter and knows a good chance when he sees one.  I, on the other hand, need time to process my emotions and everything this opportunity might entail.  After some good thought, we're passing this moment up.  It's just not for us.  The second ...

I'm inspired every time I walk by this piece of art, painted by my friend Tina .  It reminds me to take chances. I need reminded of that today.

Last summer I found the best seller "Eat Pray Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert at  a Goodwill store in Columbus for a mere .99 cents !  I was super excited because I had heard alot of hype and good things about it.  I started another book first, then my sister Rhonda discovered that I had Eat Pray Love.  She nabbed it and I didn't see it for another six months.  When I finally got it back I was so ready to read it.  I settled in and readied myself for an awesome read.  The first part went down easy, then I got stuck.  Now mind you, I can read just about anything.  I love deep books, but I just couldn't digest this one.  She lay on the floor in her bathroom crying out to God and wondering why she just didn't want to be with her husband anymore. I have sympathy. I'm compassionate.  Normally I'm all about drama, and strife.   For some reason I just couldn't go on!  I finished her trek through Italy, but when she got to India and t...

I'm probably the world's biggest procrastinator .  I have such good intentions, every day, of getting this nice little tidy list done.  My house stays clean, the laundry is done, and yet this list just doesn't get done.  Hmm, maybe seeing it in writing for the world to see will kick me in the butt. 1) Open an Etsy site.  I have so many neat things I've made and/or WANT to make.  I even took the pictures and uploaded them to the computer.  Do you think my Etsy site is up and running yet?  No. 2) Start writing George's life story in book form .  This one has beat me over the head for years.  His story is so fascinating and heart-pounding that it would make the best read ever .  As I look ahead at each chapter, I'm afraid I won't give it justice -- and he deserves more than that.  Then again, he tells me, "Babe, by the time you write the book and make millions, we'll be old and won't be able to enjoy the money and trips around the...

Finally bringing my blog up to date.  For the last ten days I have been dreadfully sick.  Whatever virus it was it took me down and George too.  We were flat down with chills and heavy fever.  I am left with it's remnants in the form of a cough that just won't leave me alone.  The luscious sun is outside just shining away right now and I am ever so glad that it's decided to come out.  The kids are on spring break this week and right now they are playing old songs and dancing around the house.  I love spring break.  Later today I'm taking Selena and we're rounding up some Easter groceries.  Then we're heading over to watch Hunter run the mile, the 800, and the 1600m relay at the Claymont Invitational.  Looking forward to soaking up some sun on the bleachers.  My face is paler than a snowflake!  Need my tan back to look a little more human. I'll blog next week on something a little more substantial.  Just needed to give my...