Thursday, December 23, 2010
La Posadas at Emanuel Lutheran Church
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Just Call Me The Bag Lady
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Thirty377 Blackburn Street
Monday, November 29, 2010
The Worst Move Ever!!

Bob and I moved into a new apartment over the Thanksgiving weekend. We decided to move to save a little money. On our walk around the West Village neighborhood where we live, we discovered a beautiful apartment complex called Thirty 377. The complex has 10 buildings and each building is four stories. Previously we lived in a highrise, both downtown and in West Village. After a whirlwind trip to Tulsa on Wed. and back home after Thanksgiving lunch on Thursday, Bob and I started right in packing up last minute items about 6 p.m. I was originally going to use the moving company we used before, but a security guard, Darryl at The Mondrian, said he worked part-time with his cousins, Reggie and Marshall, so we decided to give them a try since their quote was a lot less than the other moving company. Bob and I were up before 6 a.m. to get ready for them, as they were to arrive at 9 a.m. At 3 p.m., only Reggie and Marshall arrived. Darryl is in Pakistan for his wedding. They got all of the boxes, our bed and dining room chairs on the truck. Those items were taken and unloaded at our new apartment and they finished at 11 p.m. We all decided that they should finish the job on Saturday since it was so late and we were all exhausted. They planned on coming at 10 a.m. at first, then 1 p.m. At 4 p.m., they called and Bob met them at The Mondrian, our old apartment building. I spent all of Saturday unpacking boxes at the new apartment and Bob went back and forth between the old and new apartment retrieving miscellanous items that would fit into our car. Luckily, our apartments are only three blocks from each other! Reggie and Marshall loaded up the furniture and unloaded it at our new apartment. They finally got finished at midnight! Bob and I were totally exhausted and my Fibromyalgia was in full flare up! Reggie told us that he was sorry we had such a bad experience and that he would give us $100 off on our next move!! We decided that next time we are using a BIG, well-known moving company and they will pack everything, move it and unpack it!
Our new apartment has some pluses and minuses, as all places do. This apartment is away from any major streets, so it is very quiet. I love "my" computer room, as it has a window and it is large enough for my doll cabinet. Previously the doll cabinet was in the guest/Bob's computer room. And the kitchen is much nicer too. We are still within walking distance of City Place, where Bob works and I work temp.
I will post the Shutterfly link for photos soon.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thanksgiving 2010
On Thursday, Bob and I went to his niece Keli's house for a yummy Thanksgiving lunch with all of Bob's family. In attendance were Bob's two brothers, John & Nick and Nick's wife, Sandra, Bob's two sister's, Marianna & Suzanne, Suzanne's two daughters, Keli and Marti and Marti's son, Austin. And Bob and me, of course!
It is always nice to be with family during the holidays!
If you want to see more photos that I took, here is my Shutterfly link -- share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8EbMmLJq3aKMgI
Sunday, November 7, 2010
My Son Cavan
Five years ago today, Bob and I were at Shand's Hospital in Gainesville, FL, gathered there with many of Cavan's friends and Lauren's family. On that Sunday afternoon, I was previously shopping at Michael's Craft Store when I received the phone call on my cell phone from someone at Shand's telling me that Cavan had had a motorcycle accident and that we needed to get to the hospital as soon as we could. Bob and I packed a bag and drove from Sarasota to Gainesville where we met Lauren's family and many of Cavan's friends from Jacksonville where he and Lauren were living at the time. We found out that Cavan had been at a practice race on a track in Jennings, FL. I talked to him the night before and he told me he had finished building a motorcycle to race. No one saw the accident, but according to Cavan's friend Dale, who was on the racetrack with Cavan, he and Cavan were trying to get around a pack of racers and Dale had gotten around them. When he looked back, Cavan had disappeared. The race ended and he couldn't find Cavan. After searching awhile himself, he finally got an official to get people together to start a search. Cavan was found "deep in the woods" that surrounded the race track. He was flown by helicopter to Shand's Hospital in Gainesville and the family was called. We saw Cavan and he laid peacefully in a bed, looking like he was sleep. We all kept vigil that night in a waiting room. The next day, we all met with doctors in a large conference room. Lots of Cavan's friends and family were in the conference room and the doctor's were surprised at how many of us were there. The doctors told us that tests had been run and that there was no brain activity. They said he probably hit a tree and died instantly. Cavan was an organ donor and his liver and kidneys were given to recipients that afternoon. Cavan lives on in DeWayne and Michael!