Savannah could use some prayers...

Hi everyone! Savannah had an accident on the trampoline today. She came down on her ankle the wrong way and broke it in two places. Tonight we are having a mom/daughter sleep over at the hospital. Tomorrow (Thursday) - she will have a CAT Scan and then on Friday morning she will have surgery to reconstruct her ankle with a couple screws. She just had a little more pain medicine and seems to be doing better now. Timmy was her hero and carried her off the trampoline to the car and then from the car to the Urgent Care, then from there to the car, then to the hospital. He was AWESOME! So, if you could keep her in your prayers, it would be really great. I will post an update when I can!

Well, hello from SC...

I have Internet and cable! Is there anymore to life? Okay, I know there is, don't panic. I have yet to take any pictures while we have been here. We have gotten a lot unpacked, but there is still a lot more to go. I think the first week went way better than I expected. I guess I didn't really know what to expect, but it was not all that bad. There are a few things I can't find like remote controls and a laundry basket. I suspect they are in Timmy's car. It is amazing how you can just learn to live without these things until you can find them. Let's see... Sebastian is finally adjusting. He was a little whiny and into everything the first few days. Savannah has been playing, playing and playing some more. She did ask to call Elizabeth one night, but then something else happened and she never did make the call. I think it helped tremendously that she had family to move to. Timmy is not doing as well, but not bad. He misses his friends. I have noticed something. I moved away from my friends when I was 18, too. When I moved, it was like I was just cutoff. It was expensive to call friends back then. I was limited to who I could call and how long I could talk. I would plan my call for weeks and then call. In today's world, Timmy hears from his friends via cell phone, text messages, im (sent to his cell phone), My Space (also sent to his cell phone), pictures and email. He knows what his friends are doing almost at the time they are doing it. I think they do this to make him feel included, but at the same time I think it stings a bit. He knows they are out at the movies or Starbucks and it makes it all too clear that he ISN'T with them. I think it is a such a blessing in one way and not so much in another. I know he will be okay, I just sorta hurt for him. Tim started his new job last week and seems to like it well enough. It is hard work, but that was no surprise. It seems to be an easy employer to work for and that is always helpful. He spent a lot of time cutting down a path to the lake on Sunday. He does seem to love the yard we have. He also burned some more boxes and stuff. Did I mention he likes to burn things? My mom and sister, Michelle, are doing pretty good. My mom is looking for a house to buy. We know the right house will show up at the right time. Michelle found her health club and already went swimming last night. She has also been walking up the BIG HILL (I should post a picture of that) with the dog once a day. Then there is me. I am fine. A little overwhelmed with things finding their "home". I like everything to have a place. I am missing Debi. I love looking out the window or into my living room and seeing my nieces and nephews. It is a great feeling. Then I have moments where I miss Debi so much, my heart just hurts. I knew this would happen. I was prepared for it. I missed her in Florida and I knew that as soon as I moved, that I would wonder how I could be here and she wouldn't be. Like everything thing else, it will work out. It is just going to take some time. Today, I have big plans to unpack toys and craft supplies. Sounds exciting, huh? Some of them have been in storage since May. It may feel like Christmas finding them all again. Hopefully, this is my return to some routine blogging. Come back soon!

Finally, a post...

We are here. We are unpacking. We may dig out by spring. I would love to write a ton, but I don't have my own computer at the moment. The internet guy is coming on FRIDAY. Hopefully, by the weekend, I can sit back and blog for a bit. Come back soon.

I have packing ADD...

I haven't googled to see if this is a real disease, but I definitely have it. Packing ADD. It is where you get a box, take it into a room to pack it. Then you leave said room and go to another room with another box and begin to pack that one. Then the phone rings and you go answer it only to grab a box and begin packing that one. The next thing you know you can't remember what you were packing. You go back and find that you started on a box only you can't really remember actually beginning to pack that box. Then you try as hard as you can to remember what is under the other stuff that is on top. You want to mark the boxes with a little more than "office" because you may need that survey for closing later or Girl Scout books for a meeting soon, etc. Then you have to sorta dig through to refresh your memory on what is in there. AHA! You know now, so you can write it on the box only your marker is in ANOTHER room. You head for that other room and on the way start putting stuff in another box and forget you were headed to get the marker. Finally, you go to where the marker is and just start packing the box by the marker and forget to see what is already in that box. You wing it and write "OFFICE" on the side of the box because you are not opening that tape and look. And so... there you have it... PACKING ADD. I think I need a support group or medication or something. I guess chocolate will have to do.

Savannah's tears...

It is late and I am tired, but my heart just hurts. Today, we went to Savannah's girl scout meeting. I went just like it was any other day. Sure, I was happy to see my mom friends. It was on my mind that this would be my last Thursday of sitting with them chatting. I found myself thinking about it in the car on the way there. Savannah started scouts with these girls when she was just 3 going on 4 years old. In the beginning, I would stay, but there was not a lot of time to chat with Susie and Cindy. The girls were younger then and needed more direction. Time went on and we moved the meeting closer to home. We went from twice a month to every week. Since Sebastian has been with here, I have left him home with my mom or sister. I sorta viewed this as my "me time". I loved sitting and talking away a couple hours. I felt the ache in my heart knowing this was my last time to do this. I still walked into the meeting without seeing what was going to happen. I guess because my mind was full with so many things. Boxes, packing, cleaning, etc. The list seems endless. We noisy moms always get kicked out to the couch room once the official girl scout meeting starts. We talk too much. We grabbed our stuff and went to talk. Not too long into the meeting, Susie came to get me. Savannah was crying. Oh my heart just dropped! I went to her and she was just so sad. They had been discussing cookie sales and what they could do with the money they earned. There was talk of Sea World or a sleepover at the zoo. Things that she would miss. Why didn't I see that this was going to happen? How could I miss the pain that she was going to face? It was all I could do to hold back my tears. My poor baby girl. She had been with these girls for the last 5.5 years. Oh, why do things have to be so hard sometimes? I promised her that we could take a girls trip to meet them at Sea World or the zoo. After all, I am quite the pro at driving back and forth from SC to FL. We would just make it an adventure. That helped some, but soon the tears came even more. She managed to tell me that she as just going to miss them so much. I know there is nothing I can do to change the fact that she will no longer be at these meetings. I know that she will survive. I know all of these things, but it doesn't help the awful feeling that I have hurting my little girl's heart. I just so wish I could fix it. On our way home, I told her about my friend, Jorgena. She knows I have two best friends from childhood. First was Patty. I met her when I was two. She was always, always there. Then I met Jorgena (Jorge) when I was 12. She was and is my very best friend. We have lived apart for 17 years, but we still see each other when we can and talk often. I told her that when I was 9 years old like her, I couldn't have imagined that I would ever meet another person that would be my best friend like Patty was. I had a best friend and her name was Patty and that was that. At 9 years old, I would have said that was the end of the story. As God would have it, I was supposed to meet Jorge when I was 12 years old. My life was changed in such a wonderful way when we became friends. I told her that maybe God had a special plan for her to meet a wonderful friend. Or maybe that wonderful friend is her cousin, Karis. Then I think about how my next best friend to come into my life was Debi - Karis' mom. I met her when I was 16 and again my life was forever changed. I would like for nothing better than for Karis and Savannah to be as close as Debi and I were. I know that Debi is looking down from heaven and happy they will be together. So... tonight my heart is aching. I wish there were something I could do to shield my girl from what has to come. I guess I will have to leave it to God and pray that He has special plans for her friendships just as He did for me.

Laptop issues, etc...

Well, my laptop is acting crazy. I have been trying to save my pictures since yesterday. It won't copy them to a disc. It won't let me access the web. My next thought it to use Timmy's zip drive, but I keep forgetting to ask him. Once I save my pictures, I will probably need to wipe the thing clean and see if that helps. Did I mention I am moving in a week? Lots of packing going on. I have this magic closet. I keep taking stuff off the shelves and miraculously, things keep reappearing! I feel I may never be at the end of packing this one computer room. I did go buy some of those space bag thingies that you suck the air out of. My friend, Vickie, told me about them working so well. I got three jumbo ones. So far, I put ALL of my coat closet, two comforters and a pillow in ONE BAG! Amazing! I think I may love these bags. If only they could suck toys down and make them all lay flat. Oh, I also had two house showings yesterday. Neither seem to be interested, but at least that is a sign people are out and looking. I hope. Anyway, I would love to promise pictures and wonderful insightful posts soon, but the truth is my computer is being mean to me and I have lots of stuff to get done. I don't know when I will get to it all. Keep checking in and maybe you will be surprised! Oh and one more thing - how could I almost forget - My mom sold her place today! One house down, one to go! Keep praying!

Still here...

I sat down to load Christmas and New Year's pictures. When I hooked my card up to the computer - it said I had 357 pictures to download. That took a little longer than I had hoped. So... I just downloaded them and now I want to head to bed. The quick update is that I think I have a moving truck reserved, a rental company in mind, some boxes packed and a long, long list of other things to get done. I want to post the New Year's pictures though. I really, really do! Come back tomorrow, please!