BREEZY FIELDS

1. I love his sense of humor. It is dry, I still sometimes don't catch it all. He makes me laugh all the time. 2. I love that his fingernails are ALWAYS short. There are benefits to nail biting. 3. I love that he has interests that he is passionate about. 4. I love his intelligence. He is always learning something. 5. I love that he is an intuitive cook. 6. I love that he is a really good driver. 7. I love that he is tall and buff. 8. I love that he is brave. I always feel safe and protected. 9. I love that he is a good leader. 10. I love that he is moral. 11. I love that he likes to hang out with me over anything and anybody else. 12. I love that he trained for the marathon with me. 13. I love that when he is deployed he makes a greater effort than any other husband I have ever heard of to call me and email me. 14. I love that he loves to read. 15. I love that he loves to travel. 16. I love that he makes the bed. 17. I love that he is a good kisser. 18. I love that he loves to ...

I love you Mike and I'm really very glad you were born. You are my very best friend and I am so thrilled to have you home with me- one year!

I am so happy that today is Thanksgiving! Our cousins are here, Christmas music is playing, and there is the smell of delicious food cooking! We have been having so much fun with the cousins here and I can't wait to go to Washington for Christmas. A few things that I am thankful for are, family, home, Christmas, friends, safe place to live, I am a member of the church, etc... I hope everyone has a happy Thanksgiving!!!

Watching 3 thirteen year old girls (we added another to the crew) and a seven year old giggle their way through New Moon along with an audience doing the same was hilarious. This one was much better than Twilight, no comparison when it comes to special effects. A fun night had by all. Yesterday I cleaned the house and today I am just trying to keep it clean until tonight when the Allen arrives. Is that how you spell Allen? Is it sad that I'm drawing a blank on my sister's last name? I am going to try to put up Christmas before they get here, but right now I am going to take Sawyer and lay down for a little snappy nap. Mmmmm....Saturdays. My running buddy is ill and so we missed our long run this morning. I am hoping to go this afternoon. We'll see. I chopped Sawyer's hair today, it is cute but I'm a little sad. I know it will grow and he really likes it and so does Mike (Mike liked it both ways). I think I am growing it right back out. Okay, typing this o...

I am embracing the silliness and taking two teenagers and Sadie to New Moon tomorrow night. Mike has committed to babysitting the two youngest and it is a "Girls' Night Out." I was invited to two others but they are for Saturday night and I can't possibly go BECAUSE MEAGAN AND CORY AND ALL MY CUTE NEICES AND NEPHEWS WILL BE HERE. YAY!!!! We bought our tickets on Fandango. We will not be missing out. We are pretty psyched!

A while back I had to find a home for our trusty, solid, black stool from Ikea. Sawyer was taking advantage of the places he could go when it was left helpfully resting near "the canee cupboard." It is now tucked under my desk in the little office area outside my kitchen. I pull it out and put it back as needed. Sawyer can scooch it once it is out, he can however, only pull it out with great difficulty and only starts the pull to show me that he wants to help wash dishes. Unfortunately, Sawyer has discovered the lightweight footstool in the bathroom. He is also rapidly expounding on its many uses. Day 1-3, used to look into the kitchen sink. Today, set against the counter below the "canee cupboard," THEN Soy Boy proceeded to stand on the stool and then use the door handles on all of the drawers (nice and sturdy old drawers and handles) to scale his way up and onto the counter, open the cupboard and dive into the dried mango. So... I did not return the stoo...

The wind shakes the trees and howls in the night Birds fly across a huge blue blanket of sky that is turning dark with clouds Water splashes as it cuts through hills and mountains An ocean crashes on the sand roaring like thunder Rain pours down making mud of dirt The waves become rough and wildly toss themselves to and fro Thunder booms and lightning lights the almost black sky It rains all night. And all day It smells of moist earth And salty sea air Roses are dripping with water Grass grows taller, more green After the storm