xtin , I thought of you immediately. ;)
I was standing outside the poll talking with one of the candidates for Board of Ed in our county (she's also our neighbor) and a woman walked up dressed to the 9's in her designer suit, perfectly coiffed hair and gold earrings walked over to an Obama/Biden sign, picked it up like she was touching something dirty, and threw it down on the ground. I was utterly appalled at this behavior. She may have been dressed classy, but she sure wasn't acting it!
Now, I don't really care about your political affiliation. I truly believe and practice acceptance and tolerance of all people. I do not judge what side your vote comes down on, but this was totally uncalled for. Regardless of who you want to win, everyone has the right to put up their own sign and campaign! I stood the sign back up and looked around. Even the group of young republicans holding McCain/Palin signs looked astonished. Had it been a McCain/Palin sign I would have stood it back up as well.
Was that REALLY necessary? Couldn't she have just expressed her distaste for the man by voting against him, knowing in her heart that she made her choice?
This was the first year I didn't bring my children with me to vote. I usually do. But I'm glad I didn't because I don't think they needed to see that. I was, and still am, disgusted at this woman's behavior.
It doesn't seem possible that 8 years ago today you were pulled from my body, 12 weeks early and weighing only 2lbs. We waited in hopeful suspense for 3 or 4 days because the doctors refused to say whether or not you would make it. After that they felt you would make it, but couldn't make any guesses as to how 'intact' you would be. There were good days and there were bad days. I will never forget the day you turned blue in my arms because your heart had stopped and you weren't breathing. I felt so hopeless and alone, and was scared to leave you. But your incredible medical team brought you out of it within 5 (very long) minutes, and you turned the corner. You started getting healthier, and you started gaining weight.
78 days after your too-early birth, on December 14th, we were able to bring you home. You came home on a monitor. You still only weighed barely 5 pounds. But you were home, right where you belonged.
Since that day you have grown in so many ways. You've conquered so many obstacles, and have had some bumps and bruises along the way. You are smart, always caring, and so full of life.
Your birth day wasn't a happy occasion. We were happy you were with us, but so scared of the outcome. Each birthday since has been a joyous celebration of the life that almost never was. You have changed my life and I will never be the same. Thank you, Justin, for just being you.
And a very Happy 8th Birthday!
Liam was in the full throws of musical passion last night as he belted out his ABC's. He ended it with the following, which is certainly a new twist on an old classic:
"... Q R S, T U V, W X, Y & Z... Now I know my ABC's, Next time won't you sing with my butt!"
The funny thing is that this morning my 3 year old insisted that he wear his halloween shirt that says "BOO!" across the front, written with a unch of tiny skull and crossbones. He calls this his 'pirate shirt', and this morning was walking around saying, "Its says: ARGH!". I corrected him, telling him it spelled B-O-O which spells "BOO!". He still continued to insist it said "ARGH!"
Maybe he's just more into the pirate thing than I am? :)
First, I have to say that I am really enjoying my cellular internet connection.
Second, the reason I'm on the road isn't all that happy. I took Monday off of work because the kids had the day off of school, and I was in desperate need of a break from my 50+ hour work weeks lately. Late Monday morning I was sitting down to a fun lunch with Justin when my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number, but something told me I should answer it. It was John's sister with news that his grandmother had just passed away.
John's aunt had called last week and said that she wasn't doing well, that we should try to come down soon, but didn't stress just how dire the situation was, only that she wasn't 'well'. Apparently she had a kidney infection, and her systems essentially just shut down.
So, we are on our way to Mississippi today. We should get about 2:00 in the morning. We had a few things to take care of this morning (take the dog to the boarder, Justin had a dental appointment) and we didn't leave until about 10am, so here it is 6:00pm and we're only in Knoxville, a good 7 hours away. :(
If anyone wishes to send flowers, I'm sure the family would appreciate it. Please message me for details.
Wish us a safe trip...