Happy in the playcenter… and passed out in our bed, in a milk induced coma! (taken last week from my phone)

It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart

Without saying a word, you can light up the dark

Try as I may I could never explain

What I hear when you don’t say a thing


The smile on your face lets me know that you need me

There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me

A touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall

Ya you say it best when you say nothing at all


All day long I can hear people talking out loud

But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd

Oh Mr. Webster you could never define

What’s being said between your heart and mine



Alison Krauss, Don schlitz & Paul Overstreet

there has never been a rounder, jollier, sweeter baby! Thank you little one for a truly blessed 5 months… I can’t wait to see what God has in store for you- and us!

the boys and I went a-visiting! 

I’m at the office today with Hubby. I’m basically doing database entries (and sneaking off to blog or check blogs here and there! he he). The boys are spending the day with their Gram and- though it is a welcome change, I feel like I’m missing something. They’re my little buddies! We do everything together. And I’m feeling a little full. Lol. Silas is still nursing full time- so his absence is duly noted! Not sure where I am going to pump though! I don’t really want anyone else hearing the machine… especially since the only employees are guys. And the bathroom is too dirty. And I forgot batteries so the car is out of the question. I guess I will see how things go and see what happens! Ok, off to get some work done. Just thought I would write a little update. 

ok, so I’m not posting more often like I thought I would. I did well for several days initially, but then…. well, you know! On a happy note- my family is not getting neglected!!!! Yay!

Also I don’t have a fast computer all the time like I used to. But Hubby dear is working on that. I could boot up our slow old PC. But I really don’t care for it, and I would have to either move the computer, or sit with a piece of furniture poking me in the shoulder and my wrist would be bent funny trying to work the mouse on the tall desk. Neither moving the computer or being uncomfortable sounds fun. So I wait till a fast and beautiful Mac is brought home for the weekend or the evening from my hubby’s office. Poor hubby.

“Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles and kindness, and small obligations given habitually, are what win and preserve the heart and secure comfort.”  ~ Sir Humphrey Davy

I am not that great with putting my thoughts down cohesively. It all tends to come out in a jumbled mess… and the whole “grammar” and “punctuation” thing never was my strong suit… I’m a READER, not a WRITER. Perhaps blogging regularly will help? 

 Anywho, so SORRY!!!