tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4566011523093456102024-03-13T23:57:26.255-04:00All My Trips and FallsThe weekly ramblings....Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-63791532580148059522011-05-08T20:04:00.005-04:002011-05-08T20:08:45.694-04:00Happy Mother's Day<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYUUTRQCxwg5GXADyXlhBuya3SqZpZruE8IARnrMZ0DKPJH0uuWiPmley8v3c7EAsn6nroMPVX5r6LmWCQKTfo53jT5AYM6rrl82rnpyMMjRPv7i0BGn6OHzzFS1hWDE8QqEZ7sWGtg4/s1600/211887_618990635_6648058_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 180px; height: 156px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604501206561347074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYUUTRQCxwg5GXADyXlhBuya3SqZpZruE8IARnrMZ0DKPJH0uuWiPmley8v3c7EAsn6nroMPVX5r6LmWCQKTfo53jT5AYM6rrl82rnpyMMjRPv7i0BGn6OHzzFS1hWDE8QqEZ7sWGtg4/s320/211887_618990635_6648058_n.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Happy Mothers Day to my Mommy, Sisters and Friends that are all Mommies. I have to say that the journey from 2010 to 2011 has been a bumpy road but I am a happier, healthier, more active Mommy than I have ever been!</div><div> </div><div>I hope you had a Happy Happy Mothers Day!</div><div>Love Ya'll ~ Deb</div><div> </div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-79132412593969571202011-03-06T16:16:00.002-05:002011-03-06T16:20:07.553-05:00Hannah Grace O'Brien 10 Years Old<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvYfXUYR7camizA2joB_x-qp0RWZcnifoXHaVJzaFJ4r4XbrFYSrg0mYVzdjKNSVxlaQK-oz0YyQS5JWp1IHXpDDyn3svdThcZXeUcxllWA060YB1Db5pNfcPjOTd6maLQexbiFxjGy8/s1600/IMG00014%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581079742211840882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvYfXUYR7camizA2joB_x-qp0RWZcnifoXHaVJzaFJ4r4XbrFYSrg0mYVzdjKNSVxlaQK-oz0YyQS5JWp1IHXpDDyn3svdThcZXeUcxllWA060YB1Db5pNfcPjOTd6maLQexbiFxjGy8/s320/IMG00014%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Wow....how time flies when you are having fun being a Mom....My oldest is 10 years old today. I can't believe that she is 10. It just seems like yesterday I was rocking her in the recliner and taking our afternoon naps together. Wow...She's an amazing kid for sure. </div><br /><div>Happy Birthday Hannah...You are the BESTEST Daughter! Love you!</div><div>Debra</div><br /><div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-45608374370779253592011-02-27T20:37:00.003-05:002011-02-27T20:45:23.228-05:00It's a "1"derful Life<div>I have such a wonderful life and this journey is far from over....it can only get better from here. I finally said goodbye to the 200's forever. I have finally entered the days of being able to say I weight 1**! Yipee. I have lost 127lbs and have 49 more to go! I still look back and go how did I ever start this amazing journey! I was a size 28,<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578550374458488050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKz38Qrl_BdkRrrgp-E0pwnAtkmwNdBsxBd4rgZ3yCyFKQWILeJd7VIB5MUsXt9q1g_LZnqJZb4QDvzavPwQo-G8KvWC_WG-HyGxIeTLo5KJ2hhqa-DBvwQBc4xhU-OdGolkAe9ZlnnR0/s320/DebraO.jpg" /> I am now a size 14. I haven't been a 14 since I was in High School. Just wanted to share a picture of me! Thank you for all your support and encouragment to all my family and friends. </div><br /><div>Love to all.</div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-28191606503518418732011-01-11T19:59:00.005-05:002011-01-11T20:08:45.931-05:00Fun in the Snow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjChMqxsBU5KoR_60F5BQgBkr5QZ4zlagzwDFNLRYe8bIhn1QUiFUKwYft2engliPgv0rVT9dmcXl6uvaE02RhT8Sp5K0GnikV_Je01cC3ZUckOc4Ma-wN_nNz4caW54b-Cr0j1Ae6QWDY/s1600/164300_490194230635_618990635_6536522_942490_n.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjChMqxsBU5KoR_60F5BQgBkr5QZ4zlagzwDFNLRYe8bIhn1QUiFUKwYft2engliPgv0rVT9dmcXl6uvaE02RhT8Sp5K0GnikV_Je01cC3ZUckOc4Ma-wN_nNz4caW54b-Cr0j1Ae6QWDY/s320/164300_490194230635_618990635_6536522_942490_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561099335595447330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdUEbAzCJQFuHP9a9j0FlH34oIxGz_AS_l81zOGSzf7ex2stVlSSmx8mdudG3hyphenhyphen9uGErpipgoHmzGivalDstnPGlayCx9mlpMBxhHD7d36NJDEwPBdYhvyF2Y2WT_x3x76UEIeDfA6to/s1600/34819_490194540635_618990635_6536526_7929915_n.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 172px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdUEbAzCJQFuHP9a9j0FlH34oIxGz_AS_l81zOGSzf7ex2stVlSSmx8mdudG3hyphenhyphen9uGErpipgoHmzGivalDstnPGlayCx9mlpMBxhHD7d36NJDEwPBdYhvyF2Y2WT_x3x76UEIeDfA6to/s320/34819_490194540635_618990635_6536526_7929915_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561099536022423362" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">The kids had a great time the last two days not going to school and playing in the snow...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I hope everyone has been safe with this weather. It's back to work and back to school tomorrow...but their </span><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSG0JMvc5TJnM0wqTVpe6gFUm9lujfDpXnZppTV2Hkjv-b5i0pEXgXGkhlJjdnbbVYFLM-3mxCU0QOyKkIuHBmjTIPvYtAAwSMYxyZjvSzjbcknFnSvMvfSsbF-XEp_nwhZ_KtKiZ9dww/s1600/167727_490194920635_618990635_6536533_1017175_n.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSG0JMvc5TJnM0wqTVpe6gFUm9lujfDpXnZppTV2Hkjv-b5i0pEXgXGkhlJjdnbbVYFLM-3mxCU0QOyKkIuHBmjTIPvYtAAwSMYxyZjvSzjbcknFnSvMvfSsbF-XEp_nwhZ_KtKiZ9dww/s320/167727_490194920635_618990635_6536533_1017175_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561099722275835490" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">days are half days for Wednesday and Thursday then off Fri, Sat, Sun, Mon, and Tues. What in the world???</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Here's some pics of the kiddos...Have a great Wednesday!</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Debra</span><br /></span>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-20294600817214167842011-01-01T22:01:00.005-05:002011-01-01T22:08:41.068-05:00Happy New Year to 2011!It's been a while since I have blogged and I hope I will get better in 2011. I started a journey back in May 2010 to change my life....1 pound at a time. I worked the mental, physical and diet all in one big swoop. I am not quite to my goal but the light at the end of the tunnel is no longer a distant glimmer but a bright light! Here's my family Christmas 2009.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigRTHFAbjHIhzwrntA17AdHT_HWh-E9Szd32QsxZYgAGZLSONrvvAFQfErkYzjDzWzh0p12TQUSv82F6g3zdGbjY4A864L-jQXLTyXwLn0vA7BJLf_fW3IfOJbexIDeRO2v32i2IdX1y0/s1600/Debra2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigRTHFAbjHIhzwrntA17AdHT_HWh-E9Szd32QsxZYgAGZLSONrvvAFQfErkYzjDzWzh0p12TQUSv82F6g3zdGbjY4A864L-jQXLTyXwLn0vA7BJLf_fW3IfOJbexIDeRO2v32i2IdX1y0/s320/Debra2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557419149851715586" border="0" /></a>Here's my family now for Christmas 2010, 108lbs gone. Boy has life changed. I have energy....I have confidence...I have self esteem....I am thankful for every day and every breath I take. I am so very happy...I could say the happiest I have been in a very long time. Thank God for giving me my A-HA moment.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4CaepgGtVHgvJYF_1MjdCfQ5yam6-DDBodjp2axShJfKsiURNQMlBNu94uTZG-IW-rupDsCLRK9IyOkIvAzGiItYfKiJ0_j2fOkc5pFHomSXF31gE3hvd4zwSe6y4Jgjqm-9LnVgiUiM/s1600/Christmas+2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4CaepgGtVHgvJYF_1MjdCfQ5yam6-DDBodjp2axShJfKsiURNQMlBNu94uTZG-IW-rupDsCLRK9IyOkIvAzGiItYfKiJ0_j2fOkc5pFHomSXF31gE3hvd4zwSe6y4Jgjqm-9LnVgiUiM/s320/Christmas+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557419490771577762" border="0" /></a><br />Here's to 2011 and Goals to achieve....<br />DebraDebrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-75280620935043477382009-08-05T16:25:00.004-04:002009-08-05T16:35:50.316-04:00Great First Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_oaugwjXyfnDznUParTB9vuxjnKHKpx9xW1zjVSmoQNdIbZQSsAmZnBKWQKrTubdMNAk_Gbj82U85hEqLcH5A63WQYjMrasxNTzkJu-nfxV6fpyhfMEq9pHGJ0Ov9XKOQ-xC0K3rm9QI/s1600-h/IMGP1284.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366580942341143362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_oaugwjXyfnDznUParTB9vuxjnKHKpx9xW1zjVSmoQNdIbZQSsAmZnBKWQKrTubdMNAk_Gbj82U85hEqLcH5A63WQYjMrasxNTzkJu-nfxV6fpyhfMEq9pHGJ0Ov9XKOQ-xC0K3rm9QI/s320/IMGP1284.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrb_zBZo7EHBFVLNBdc0ehRvDSSaWnQ_g2hn3M3PkVvrJ-sVfIO1G9AoC2x05mfiBWr6RhkAE-yEEEo_wZQQciB8sEaLVSkdJJ8p1D7P3cRpKBe3OdveEk8dW1oAcW38Yr9dda4nUExQ/s1600-h/IMGP1283.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div>It was a great first day for both Andrew and Hannah. Andrew's teacher sent home a note that he plunged right in and made friends. The boxes were not checked said Missed You and had seperation anxiety. That's good that he was happy and felt safe at school but I sure wish he missed me a litte wink wink. </div><div>Lots of Love All</div><div>Deb</div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-3760588050238914482009-08-05T14:00:00.006-04:002009-08-05T14:11:47.789-04:00Back to School<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtjBM8dNOIyhhNOk9Y04qd9WTwjvCLsPKglF-DFASBO-lUyKYFW5eZ51V1PJE5ZQ50Kiur3Y8ZVa5zRodtL92CHqmoKB9lbEEn8ART0-mHOaeKCQ8c7icP7mLeF2dKAGVk2uyAadUrcA/s1600-h/IMG00012.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366542385498578850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtjBM8dNOIyhhNOk9Y04qd9WTwjvCLsPKglF-DFASBO-lUyKYFW5eZ51V1PJE5ZQ50Kiur3Y8ZVa5zRodtL92CHqmoKB9lbEEn8ART0-mHOaeKCQ8c7icP7mLeF2dKAGVk2uyAadUrcA/s320/IMG00012.jpg" /></a></div><div><strong>Back to School for Hannah and the fist day for Andrew. We decided they would ride the bus...this was a very good decision. We woke up at 6am and ate a healthy breakfast; got dressed and ready for the 7am school bus time. We all walked to the bus stop after of course our photo ops (as I know I would not hear the last of it if I did not have pictures). Andrew was the last child on the bus and he gave the bus driver his name turned to me and said "Bye Mom", sat down behind the driver and the bus took off to school. </strong></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><strong>Here's the pictures:</strong></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQHAEVAKQ_4hBJwqZR5l1DWHH5Tffj1bDVGHmaIW2MCHeMBsXI7VhNP-4-9aBCVNYdzx3S4Wf66i45ERhvBZxbYAVVq6UJhiNyjq9gn1NqgYVDPQvI0FyCG1gSVfZ854XvJNgorIC59I/s1600-h/IMG00013.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366543071362868002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQHAEVAKQ_4hBJwqZR5l1DWHH5Tffj1bDVGHmaIW2MCHeMBsXI7VhNP-4-9aBCVNYdzx3S4Wf66i45ERhvBZxbYAVVq6UJhiNyjq9gn1NqgYVDPQvI0FyCG1gSVfZ854XvJNgorIC59I/s320/IMG00013.jpg" /></a> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366543692427942322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6uPOquZ-Z3YI0KW0zlLWHelgm6gMTkj1m3-iMCy2CxVwjbxWBuhZAuO1QVsI42tGP0a8QQjhdovhxkVEHuxbX7kuxGI9mkMYKePLGl7ehlPeHXE-NGgttV6PoAUX_PEe7C2Pbu01y4w/s320/IMG00014.jpg" /><br />Love to all,</div><div>Deb<br /><div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-17676458900639619312009-05-06T00:06:00.002-04:002009-05-06T00:09:58.284-04:00TDY to AndrewsI am currently TDY to Andrews AFB, and could not resist being able to go spend a couple of hours with my Grandma after my class ended. My two collegues/friends drove to Beltsville and picked up my Grandma and went to Dinner at the Olive Garden. <br />Hope you have a good time singing at Carnegie Hall, seeing Guys and Dolls, and spending time with your friends. I know you will have a good time. <br />Thank you Grandma for making time in your busy schedule to spend some time with me and my friends. WE had a great time.<br />Love you<br />Deb, Joni and AmyDebrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-41053942756793529452009-03-06T22:43:00.006-05:002009-03-06T23:09:27.693-05:00Happy Birthday to Hannah Grace O'BrienIt's been 8 years since I gave birth to my lovely young lady Hannah Grace. She is such a sweet little one in this picture. It is one of my favorites. It feels like yesterday that I had her and loved to dress her up and show her off. We like to dress her in her outfits and take pictures of her for the friends and family that gave her the outfits. She had a great day today. We made cupcakes to take to school and we had her favorite thing "Greenbean Casserole" for dinner. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310287497119526482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFat6VW-5eUCpriC18wNdhkJ2fxzQ_Vqle2jRAyDlyyu2b0ZGEHFxe8RUIjNQhcTk_huUnsgh4Y5-ukX2Q5y9NYOLXQ9tR1pX8HzVnmu_LU7arUecaN1GjEXu6iJpx9_DEGN-u06WLqw/s320/hannah.jpg" border="0" /> <div><br /><br /><p>Here's a picture<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWlxX4ImQ0adEog6DK7IKMc0A4ZniRnmlNkG2f6hC2uQEETAvp1k66wP5xau8W3nYtEhdJslczLujA7FFLg3w83b2VAbBPVy9d6TupsjrtaEUIUd0Zxi25ATkVQyjvKLbjVhn-f9gJa0/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310289481927823810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWlxX4ImQ0adEog6DK7IKMc0A4ZniRnmlNkG2f6hC2uQEETAvp1k66wP5xau8W3nYtEhdJslczLujA7FFLg3w83b2VAbBPVy9d6TupsjrtaEUIUd0Zxi25ATkVQyjvKLbjVhn-f9gJa0/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /></a> of now....8 years old.....even though she tries to act like she is 20!!! Here she is acting really sweet with her brother. Now all they do is fight about everything. Here's a picture of Andrew with his cast on. As most are aware, Andrew fell down the stairs while we were on vacation. He broke his radius bone in his foream. He chose an orange cast. Orange is his favorite color. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKoszSR6uAY_48F6WM4-GkzLrmC0OJvT1VBikONS3MkqnpUEcGV09XdH4rT1XxYGOxInEf7-t4_0L2Y723XYGiY2nHT4FigO4sguPlGZ-Wgtlh67pLSvnS6zE5BOJtAOWkxQkSayJDLs/s1600-h/IMG00242.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310291965698825442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKoszSR6uAY_48F6WM4-GkzLrmC0OJvT1VBikONS3MkqnpUEcGV09XdH4rT1XxYGOxInEf7-t4_0L2Y723XYGiY2nHT4FigO4sguPlGZ-Wgtlh67pLSvnS6zE5BOJtAOWkxQkSayJDLs/s320/IMG00242.jpg" border="0" /></a> He only has to wear it for 2 to 3 weeks. He's a real trooper. I leave on Sunday for a 5 day TDY. We're going to Eglin AFB, FL. Hannah joined soccer and her first game is the Saturday after I get back. I will try and post pictures after the game.</p><p>Lots of love to all!</p><p>Deb</p></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-26904932451967938202008-12-08T20:58:00.003-05:002008-12-08T21:09:28.610-05:00In Valdosta<span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;">We have been in Valdosta for a week and received a nice Welcome from my new store. We left Robins the day after Thankgiving after a busy morning at the store. Arrived in Valdosta around 4:30 and checked into our hotel. I worked the entire weekend at the store and took Monday off. So, how's it feel to be the one in charge. I have to say that I am very happy. I haven't been able to stop smiling. I have received numerous compliments from the associates in the store even from some of the ones that I was told I would have some issues with. I am happy and love the new challenge of running my own store with my own team. </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;">After 9 days of being here, we discovered that our Wii was stolen from our hotel room. Really sucks that somone could be so mean as to steal from our family especially this time of year. I have to say that I am very surprised because the staff has been so nice and helpful. But on a brighter note, God is good. My insurance company will reimburse me for the loss minus my $100 deductible, and one of my new co-workers had recently put one on layaway for a friend who decided they did not want it. She was going to cancel the layaway today until I told them what happened so she offered me the one that she had on layaway. We have filed a police report and USAA is taking care of the claim. </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;">I will update you all soon as I have time and will download pictures as soon as I can.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;">Lots of love to all,</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;">Debra</span>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-50337839029235747282008-11-09T19:07:00.002-05:002008-11-09T19:20:16.081-05:00Halloween and Valdosta Bound<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3kfaBTy17vZZwU57L0-hiu0pObdsZzEF6IKKED5bkGlWW3jJvd93lMhSpy9IAmy6fAGxilrRgdf2oxhRxtJ0HpLAysZ8Xz8flgnRFhYlWmEQT9JuGfjr6R_C6NdFwXQ_aSZG58epEFA/s1600-h/Halloween.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266816978116235874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3kfaBTy17vZZwU57L0-hiu0pObdsZzEF6IKKED5bkGlWW3jJvd93lMhSpy9IAmy6fAGxilrRgdf2oxhRxtJ0HpLAysZ8Xz8flgnRFhYlWmEQT9JuGfjr6R_C6NdFwXQ_aSZG58epEFA/s320/Halloween.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"><strong>Well, I am sure everyone knows now....I was promoted to Main Store Manager at the small BX in Valdosta, Georgia, Moody AFB. I am excited for the opportunity and look forward to making this change for our family. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"><strong>Halloween was fun. Hannah dressed up like a cheetah and Andrew was Spiderman. They had a bunch of fun with our friends, Elaine, Ron, Pam, Ken, Amy, Brian, Autumn and Jake. Here's a picture of the kids. </strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">I know this is a short post but Hannah, Andrew and I had a cold we cannot shake. We are all driving Matt crazy with our coughing. </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">We are being packed up on 20-21 November and are Valdosta bound on the 28th. </span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"><br /><div><br />Have a good week.</div><br /><div>Lots of Love</div><br /><div>Deb</span></strong></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-12305636634137486922008-09-23T00:46:00.002-04:002008-09-23T01:01:47.760-04:00Rough First Day Back for AllOur day began at 0545 which is early for our family, I use the phase my daddy used zero dark thirty.....had to wake up before my eyelids really wanted to open. Got up, showered, and blow dried my hair before I woke up Hannah. Of course, Matt has gotten up, ate, took his lunch and left all in this time. Then I got Hannah ready and it was time to get my little munchkin to wake up. I turned on his light, he was not happy. I let him get up on his own, got him dressed and we were all ready 7:30a. We were walking out of the house when Andrew looked up at me with those deep blue eyes and said "I have to go to Daycare now". I said yes...that's where we are going excited. His lower lip started to quiver and he was not happy. Hannah and I were able to get him in the car and drive the 100 yards to his daycare. He then started to cry. We were finally taken to his room where he burst out into tears and declared "Mommy please don't leave me". I told him that I loved him, he would have a great time playing with the others kids and I would be back to get him before he knew it. I hugged him and gave him a big kiss, handed him over to his teacher and left very quickly. I did good...I did not cry till I got in the car.<br />I called about 2 hours later and they said he was playing and having a good time. I bet they say that to all the nervous nelly parents.<br />My first day back at work was to say the very least not uneventful. I had a full day and really needed to stay and get some things done but left at 5pm. <br />Matt picked up Hannah from Drama. She's going to be in a play "The Reindeer Rebellion" She's Comet, her friend in Rudolph. She's going to be so cute dressed up as a Reindeer. <br />I picked up Andrew, where he was outside not really jumping around just walking fast toward the teacher and I said Andrew. He looked up at me, started to cry and ran into my arms. It was so very sweet. I thought he was thinking I wasn't going to come get him but he told me no he was just glad to see me. He had an accident but I was prepared and packed him some extra clothes just in case his neves got the best of him. He did not eat all day except for the afternoon snack of Chocolate Chip Cookies (what a surprise). They say that is normal for the first day but Andrew cannot afford to not eat, so we will watch this closely for the rest of the week. If I have to make lunches, I will definetly expect a credit for meals. <br /><br />Then of course to top my whole day off, It was my turn for Bunco, had to have my dinner prepared and over to Karens by 6:30pm. Well, that did not work. I got there at 7pm. They loved all the prizes especially the ones Sandy made for me. Thanks Sandy!<br /><br />Well, I best close. Sorry no pictures, busy morning but I will take one of Andrew with my phone tomorrow in his daycare class. <br /><br />Have a good day!<br />DebbieDebrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-59975883175369239712008-09-21T14:09:00.004-04:002008-09-21T14:17:21.926-04:00Fun Fun Fun<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIZHlLHi9N-RV_eo7VlMFDraZzj_F-aywHMAgqLZE2EdAzx66_JpOs2y6z3i8jiXETrpU-jjgLfAPybdLFR_Y_TdM4fWzN0vLAl51Bz2UDJ3D1T3795iN_ByvA71BT-XTacNhtOigtak/s1600-h/Hannah+and+Andrew.jpg"><span style="color:#330099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248539103692914978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIZHlLHi9N-RV_eo7VlMFDraZzj_F-aywHMAgqLZE2EdAzx66_JpOs2y6z3i8jiXETrpU-jjgLfAPybdLFR_Y_TdM4fWzN0vLAl51Bz2UDJ3D1T3795iN_ByvA71BT-XTacNhtOigtak/s320/Hannah+and+Andrew.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#330099;"><br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;">There was a 50th Celebration for Centerville, GA on Saturday so took the kids to enjoy the festivities. Hannah attempted to climb the rock wall and made it two or three steps up and did not make it. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#330099;">Here are pics of Andrew and Hannah sliding dow</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tokGZLf7c-0Z2UYmEQZ9q2PyGgKyYqmeZd__VxfUIAY6a7kI4jMXZMYHpXku0qyPBxazksaKn_fFed8B9CKVq2dOOZoF9nveKLv6Hkk1MnIe66eeJj4TbDSS1gAJdsgnwxwttKoc0H0/s1600-h/Hannah+and+Andrew+2.jpg"><span style="color:#330099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248539276853304722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tokGZLf7c-0Z2UYmEQZ9q2PyGgKyYqmeZd__VxfUIAY6a7kI4jMXZMYHpXku0qyPBxazksaKn_fFed8B9CKVq2dOOZoF9nveKLv6Hkk1MnIe66eeJj4TbDSS1gAJdsgnwxwttKoc0H0/s320/Hannah+and+Andrew+2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#330099;">n the big jumpy slide.</span></span><span style="color:#330099;"> <span style="font-size:180%;">They had a blast with the slides, jumpy castles, and all the different kinds of booths that were at the Celebration. It was kind of small but it was the first year they have done this and they are thinking about making it an annual event. Fun was had by all, we went home and rested up for this week of drama. Hannah has drama club on Monday, Andrew goes to Daycare, and Mom goes back to work. Andrew told me today, I want you to pick me up from Daycare. We have been talking to him about how much fun he will have and he acts excited. But I know when the time comes for Mom to leave and Andrew to stay with his teacher and classmates...he's not going to be smiling. He may surprise me but I am being a bit cautious. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Well, have to go to laundry to get ready for the week. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Ya'll have a great week.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Love ya,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Debbie</span><br /><br /></div><div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-46014356152995782812008-09-17T12:28:00.006-04:002008-09-17T12:49:41.314-04:00Update for the Week<strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Ok....my 6 weeks is almost up. I return to work on Monday which I am kind of looking forward to. The last two weeks (today) I have been trying the low carb diet and have done really well. I don't know what I have lost but I do know that I feel better and my clothes are not as tight. My Mom gave me the Wii for an early Christmas present and my sister Sandy gave me the Wii Fit. The Wii Fit is awesome. I love it. I have had so much fun doing Step aerobics, hula hooping and running. Hannah is also doing the Wii Fit and loves it. Andrew has found his knack in the golf game. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247030516664064258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYy64hOrEHzhGtN-mNn4cc2IbKHceyHB0IunT4M-FpyvU4aBL4dA0FuIWTQ4MEGm1qQcBhDb-S89K5SY3YWMyWR3mDbmrqz6QWo5ZatzR_sEHxBb49jYCOLzwFkINmVwBGuu6C0fw4zYA/s320/wiifit.jpeg" border="0" /></span></strong> <div><div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">This game is a good way of getting excercise and having fun with the whole family. </span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Last wee, Hannah had Grandparents Tea at her school, luckily enough Nana had not left to go back to Germany so Nana attended. Ms. Wheaton read to the class, the students read stories, and they had snacks. Hannah was very glad to have Nana come and spend time with her at School. Here's a picture of Hannah with Ms. Wheaton and a Pic of Hannah with her Nana.</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhznm_UIUbQ0PLifJC-IWMWfAcU-vAigk6CGX5v1FUSb2eKKSLLmDIuyAPhk3J9tRyDjQ4SqldBB2kG5mThRwTwV8pGQjbjqEYNyHpb8FkBxxLLrMWt5hxVcBgjvpH-0z51jk5u3E8AGgE/s1600-h/Hannah+and+Ms.+Wheaton.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247032596797180946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhznm_UIUbQ0PLifJC-IWMWfAcU-vAigk6CGX5v1FUSb2eKKSLLmDIuyAPhk3J9tRyDjQ4SqldBB2kG5mThRwTwV8pGQjbjqEYNyHpb8FkBxxLLrMWt5hxVcBgjvpH-0z51jk5u3E8AGgE/s320/Hannah+and+Ms.+Wheaton.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247032915654612194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1yimrC-tThkEkrvdodIIuvkE-zSNMgdcPev4gG3-c7Lr2Vl8DzFIPt73pwHfT1znF5vaCgG1vxnvl_7xvYCjjmBU8Nq9xCqTZWQLzdJxTlJkdJxWFvCi_njs5LIPED2x6gfNauO6ktxA/s320/Hannah+and+Nana.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></div></div></div><br /><p><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Well that is my update for the week. I will let you know the drama that unfolds as I return to work, Andrew goes to daycare and we start a new chapter starts in the OBrien Family.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Hope everyone has a GREAT rest of the week. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Love to ALL,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;">Debbie</span></strong></p>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-9238627377284459752008-09-14T12:33:00.003-04:002008-09-14T13:08:29.736-04:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA!<a href="http://www.blogger.com/webfetti.com"></a> <strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">Today is my Grandmother's birthday. She's 83. Doesn't look a day over 70 huh?</span></strong> <div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">She keeps herself busy all day with a lot of community work, church choir singing and much more. She's busy each and every day!</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917374014513634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZI3DHVNAJqtg02NsyxcgxyraxyTxVmDxs7k4sgzgTPtgMpzEPAiq3tfaLPwbpBTRUDnRY6Cdp_rqeKzuIG-c30MEMqtOfEWyQAAd01fu2oTSoNZi3lbwGwHWA0Ho30QGlI5Ke1I-v3mI/s200/Grandma.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /></span></strong><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">Hope you have a GREAT birthday Grandma. Have a day filled with PURPLE! :)</span></strong><br /></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">Love,</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">Debbie</span></strong></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-76488040870801114022008-09-13T10:35:00.003-04:002008-09-13T10:40:18.610-04:00Happy Birthday Holland<div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993300;">Today is my nephew Holland's Birthday. He is 12 years old, the youngest of my sister Sandy's crew. He is a sweet and funny young man who loves to laugh and make everyone laugh. </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"></span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245515372969254786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioSfkWxxlr7oHENuPo2heJahsAeJZk8s9s79CbewgJdfSmdCi4LJC_3zeNGDc3-fBpoTJqHEBi4CV-DAbRdFJzUrkLCq5lmejMllgNN_vFv161htv1BPqzcqB87_xs3SDrTenixP9DZAo/s200/holland.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span></strong><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993300;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLLAND.</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993300;">Love </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993300;">Aunt Debbie</span></strong></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-86655963493394279662008-09-11T08:53:00.004-04:002008-09-11T09:22:31.822-04:00A Day We Will Always Remember<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqOV_e_mzoCnlLv_rostu-Utvg6yyyZXYEpw_jUzNI_XJvwQNz1LFHfN2JOf29hW6WHs4WB9SgFgYQmzvZPszlt7kL3j1nMTbiVJ2xFgC93p_Y5fSG0dYbEhkhyP61SU17n11jZBRWf8U/s1600-h/250px-National_Park_Service_9-11_Statue_of_Liberty_and_WTC_fire.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244753432344569586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqOV_e_mzoCnlLv_rostu-Utvg6yyyZXYEpw_jUzNI_XJvwQNz1LFHfN2JOf29hW6WHs4WB9SgFgYQmzvZPszlt7kL3j1nMTbiVJ2xFgC93p_Y5fSG0dYbEhkhyP61SU17n11jZBRWf8U/s200/250px-National_Park_Service_9-11_Statue_of_Liberty_and_WTC_fire.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong><br /><br /></strong></span><br /><div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>As I am sitting here watching Fox News program of their reports on 9/11/01, I know exactly where I was at each report:</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3IuumYPkbeQ_R0tCXl9Wv58XMcUxaydfjyvTNpBNn7mqcT1uh8ngRae3p9_IJawENy3ICcnwfqSpW87_8ue3QzyBBadlj2Eg3h2qEt8iQLv9s69c5pxRagRjRtKUey6EAdY5FvPnEmI/s1600-h/180px-Story.crash.sequence"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244752906121039362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3IuumYPkbeQ_R0tCXl9Wv58XMcUxaydfjyvTNpBNn7mqcT1uh8ngRae3p9_IJawENy3ICcnwfqSpW87_8ue3QzyBBadlj2Eg3h2qEt8iQLv9s69c5pxRagRjRtKUey6EAdY5FvPnEmI/s200/180px-Story.crash.sequence" border="0" /></strong></span></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>I remember sitting on my couch holding my 5 month old daughter watching the today show before I had to leave to go to my work at Scott AFB. I was watching the reports of the Twin Tower being hit and as I was watching the news, I sat in disbelief when I saw a huge plan moving towards the second Twin Tower. I screamed. My dh came running out and wanted to know what was going on. I told him what I saw and of course they were replaying it over and over. I called my work and they told me to get in as soon as. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>I went to work not easily mind you, I, like many other government workers, had to wait in line for over 1 1/2 hours to get on the base. I arrived at work to be told they had hit the pentagon. Security on base was on high alert. Through weeks of having to wait as much as 1/2 to 3 hours to get on the base. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>WE should all fill very priviledged to live in this country. We should remember this day as a day our country as a whole became united. We know that will never happen as our country has put the guards back up. But I sit here 7 years later, I am proud to be an American, proud to be able to have the freedoms that this country has built it's foundation on. Even in this election year when there is always a division between the Democrats and the Republicans, We all can stand united under this blanket of Freedom that we have been allowed to have for so long. We should all be united and have pride in the fact that on the first Tuesday in November, we are going to be able to invoke our biggest priviledge of all, our priviledge to VOTE! That's right we all have a say and we all have a duty to vote for our next regime that will take us forward. Whether you are Democrate or Republican or Liberal, you have the right to stand for what you believe in and who you want our next Leader of the United States to be. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>There are many countries around the world that don't have this freedom or priviledge. As an American Woman, I know how lucky I am to have these freedoms. There are many countries that have been oppressive to women. I am proud to have been able to finish my degree, get a good job and be able to support my family. In some countries, I would not have been able to finish high school let alone college. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>I'll get off my soap box, But I believe this topic is one that all Americans can understand, September 11, 2001 was a monumental day in our country and regardless of sex, race, or political party choice, we all came UNITED. I guess this is the day I really realized what the phase "United we conquer, Divided we fall" really meant. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Please take a moment and remember the families of any of our fellow Americans that were killed by these horrific events. I am sure having such a public grieving each and every year takes it's toll on a person. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>I hope you understand that I just wanted to share that I remember what I felt like on September 11, 2001 and wanted to share my thoughts.</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Have a safe and blessed day!</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Debra</strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-1387971771916390072008-09-08T22:14:00.010-04:002008-09-08T22:40:39.437-04:00Update for the Week - Nana and Grandmother Visit<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdpuhD4U22x2JcwF0WOoxSwMdusr0fTBdoLsDDxEJ4J7o2EvJ7IeU0kkWVhpLS06ruhwIbPnHZG0PjJAr3wwy2jSXo0m9JM6a_RsP7YKwELOV6lFIqmSnPyIGZNDbwzNdybyVp7oNKI60/s1600-h/grandma&mom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243844464854315410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdpuhD4U22x2JcwF0WOoxSwMdusr0fTBdoLsDDxEJ4J7o2EvJ7IeU0kkWVhpLS06ruhwIbPnHZG0PjJAr3wwy2jSXo0m9JM6a_RsP7YKwELOV6lFIqmSnPyIGZNDbwzNdybyVp7oNKI60/s200/grandma&mom.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;">I am 4 weeks post op and had a grand visit with my Mom and Grandmother this past week. Mom just arrived back to spend the rest of this week before going back to Germany. I hate that they live so far away.....I miss them!<br /><br /></span><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">We had awesome dinn</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYi5SJJchEGzTscYA_cNmfNqdE_vlokINgB3T8YDTA3sKyCL3ZcX4sfnGcULRxbf1ixg85Id_J2A-Rp3mu6BSMwiVW_BrEDcN74fobIHzYmny1TJxUbJTMwoBMe9PeVTzd5J_Qy_eC0hw/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243843851564250482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYi5SJJchEGzTscYA_cNmfNqdE_vlokINgB3T8YDTA3sKyCL3ZcX4sfnGcULRxbf1ixg85Id_J2A-Rp3mu6BSMwiVW_BrEDcN74fobIHzYmny1TJxUbJTMwoBMe9PeVTzd5J_Qy_eC0hw/s200/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:180%;">ers at Aunt Sandy's, well at least that is what Hannah and Andrew said. All</span> <span style="font-size:180%;">had a good time. Celebrated Grandmothers upcoming birthday for the 14th of September. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Grandmother went back to Maryland. Hope you had safe travels Gr</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAVlfuDWnVJGzp-BB9bTZ7G55DoQn4oJXdjrbpMl41aVq9lo4TeUrJMyvOQ5uSF5wqEkO9OuH9012iSst2DD-sTJwe7LFcvllrYUD9Gb9VDXUb2RDnkLowLJWcpN5fQrCGqFnnlKwafww/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243845067685930962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAVlfuDWnVJGzp-BB9bTZ7G55DoQn4oJXdjrbpMl41aVq9lo4TeUrJMyvOQ5uSF5wqEkO9OuH9012iSst2DD-sTJwe7LFcvllrYUD9Gb9VDXUb2RDnkLowLJWcpN5fQrCGqFnnlKwafww/s200/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:180%;">andmother. We had a good</span> <span style="font-size:180%;">time visiting with you this past week. Andrew asked if you would be there today and I explained that you had went home on Sunday.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">My Mom came back with pics from Memphis. Very good pictures of my nephews. Especially my oldest nephew Chandler, with his girlfriend. I can't believe he's old enough to have a girlfriend. I remember the day he was born. I was working at Liberty House in Hawaii in the middle of March 21st to be exact and my Mom/Dad came in with sweatshirts on. I could not believe they were wearing sweatshirts, it was hot. I didn't realize they were the ones I bought them that said "Worlds Greatest Nana and Grandpa". Then it clicked, my first nephew was born. It just seems like yesterday. I am sure Linda will have the pics of Chandler and his girlfriend on her blog. So go visit "Engraved in his Palms" link is on the side of my blog.</span></div><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">Hannah started her Drama Club today. I picked her up and the teacher said she did "fabulous". I said to myself "I know she's my daughter". HEE HEE. </span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwYCjaIc5LsjYt-rFd320nvUxoE-igWD7JoZibDo_exwTHpEe3cccL2LqHYJLF1v1h5RIaYcvHYXtaMzQd_pEMKWCshJT05LbKOgT_O70zaBj2AOidUDR9VVytIIPlDi4iIXkey3sJLms/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243844255425057618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwYCjaIc5LsjYt-rFd320nvUxoE-igWD7JoZibDo_exwTHpEe3cccL2LqHYJLF1v1h5RIaYcvHYXtaMzQd_pEMKWCshJT05LbKOgT_O70zaBj2AOidUDR9VVytIIPlDi4iIXkey3sJLms/s200/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:180%;">Andrew and I spent the day with my Mom and will spend tomorrow with her too. Sandy and Mom will watch Andrew for me so stay tuned to Sandy's blog...I'm sure she will have pics of Andrew. </span></p><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Well, it's late and I'm tired. I will close for now and update more tomorrow. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Debra</span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-18223368999008922772008-08-26T19:48:00.008-04:002008-08-26T20:16:06.709-04:00Hannah and Andrew at their Best<div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">Well, Today has been a pretty scarry day. There was a funnel cloud spotted at the Perry Hospital which is right down the street from us. Of course, because I don't normally watch news, Sandy had to call and tell me. The sirens were going off, Hannah and Andrew freaking out. It was not fun at all. Then we decided to </span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">listen to the music from the<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238983378717062338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSQ4wneaiYalR8za54_KORP4KeTqlEEpUqym2NsrfGvi8zSP7uWQDTvTjcv7PJ9O5VH4Pwr6aJ1x_DRkNWIPeuWt-GDXyV4uLHLFKLkwXe_U3U_ippJWNjd1oTOnds-_2ATdKGyqcnFaE/s200/IMGP1130.JPG" border="0" /> Jonas Brothers. The kids were dancing in the kitchen so I decided to take pictures of them. </span></strong><br /></div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">Hannah was dancing with Joe Jonas, her favor<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVkJGT3ltBgiENK-vJM17J2JeNXTESZmeX5IXYyWjSfzTh7PLg-lh84nZrYkzqagzC-Y6BkxWgcrJdpk4KLrcjo6NLPj50L-xoRfiJzYyRxCoDjrcgGk_QFrY52WmB20lz6_d3QL-8qc/s1600-h/IMGP1133.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238980882097259490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVkJGT3ltBgiENK-vJM17J2JeNXTESZmeX5IXYyWjSfzTh7PLg-lh84nZrYkzqagzC-Y6BkxWgcrJdpk4KLrcjo6NLPj50L-xoRfiJzYyRxCoDjrcgGk_QFrY52WmB20lz6_d3QL-8qc/s200/IMGP1133.JPG" border="0" /></a>ite Jonas Brother. The one that I found a heart drawn on her paper with I (heart) Jo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6hJU3SpfXhZCgi3kNCrWQu1zKOcSETtlJI2ebWp6Mr4vXlynF4Ppu6K-PYRA9S18P3Qb7h052dqqIuGkxCebdd4vbQ8k3PqZ-v64nEyddVxU0V_SyFYSJ-IPYemidKICEpQk8z_08BkI/s1600-h/hannah1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238982671318137554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6hJU3SpfXhZCgi3kNCrWQu1zKOcSETtlJI2ebWp6Mr4vXlynF4Ppu6K-PYRA9S18P3Qb7h052dqqIuGkxCebdd4vbQ8k3PqZ-v64nEyddVxU0V_SyFYSJ-IPYemidKICEpQk8z_08BkI/s200/hannah1.jpg" width="216" border="0" /></a>e on it. She is only 7 years old by golly...too young for I heart anyone!</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4D30GmJKf6PmWMi7jMZvRxV6kEdGkbFxoMzTLHwvG-DsUMv-H_Tke-szmc_bf5CxMR1FomYS2TZUebsG2ZBV9pf6cD7jwAOYavzQAwQpEQpRLvK52nqb6LHiuf7EqW-PzXVC6M0G6KlI/s1600-h/IMGP1134.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238984192776918818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4D30GmJKf6PmWMi7jMZvRxV6kEdGkbFxoMzTLHwvG-DsUMv-H_Tke-szmc_bf5CxMR1FomYS2TZUebsG2ZBV9pf6cD7jwAOYavzQAwQpEQpRLvK52nqb6LHiuf7EqW-PzXVC6M0G6KlI/s200/IMGP1134.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">Andrew then was dancing with his Buzz and Woody picture. He thought it was funny. They are the comedy in my life and keep me well grounded. </span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">I started spotting the other day and the doctor said it was either by doing too much but wanted me to take it easy and rest. I have been doing as such. The one thing I have to remember is my rest is not what the doctor is talking about. It is the rest that you get when you relax and do nothing. I rest and that just means a day away from the office. I have faithfully taken all the meds he has given me and we should start seeing a difference in a couple of weeks. </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">Well, I best end here. Have a great day. Can't wait to see Mom and Grandma.</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">Lots of Love to all</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">Debra</span></strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-71243771282146461502008-08-22T08:28:00.012-04:002008-09-08T22:46:26.006-04:002nd Grade, 3 Year old Tantrums and much more<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Naf1bFCI9NPyoq5r-kz0Ol68oaa7HROhbyiUtRSodkMIP5uGwtJqyPJEOfEoC57qiarcx8O12LOsvwX0n7K0iRrsWUy5EoT1NeoX6sorx1nYnSoEL2oRZ57oqE4DuVn-drSm0KSbiGk/s1600-h/IMGP1124.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237324395323874098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Naf1bFCI9NPyoq5r-kz0Ol68oaa7HROhbyiUtRSodkMIP5uGwtJqyPJEOfEoC57qiarcx8O12LOsvwX0n7K0iRrsWUy5EoT1NeoX6sorx1nYnSoEL2oRZ57oqE4DuVn-drSm0KSbiGk/s200/IMGP1124.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong> Doesn't he just look like a little man? He is too cute and sweet to match. </strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span></strong><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Wow, I have always said what I would give to switch places with my dh and he could work and I would stay home. I have learned in this last two weeks that I could not switch places with him. Not that I am not capable but I would go absolutely bonkers. Andrew really did not have the Terrible 2's but he sure has had the Terrible 3's. I am trying to break him of his whining and throwing Tantrums (mostly crying fits) when he does not get his way. OH MY GOODNESS....he's loud when he screams. I have just learned to tune him out and send him to his room. Other than a few of these that occur, my son is the most gentle, loving, child I know. He loves to hold my hand and make me smile. He is very sweet about my tummy after my surgery. He discovered something yesterday and was so smart telling me that I have an A and an H on my tummy. If you look at the incisions and where the stitches were, on my right side I have an "H like in sissys name he said and an A like me" he exclaimed. It was rather cute. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixF8c3-XneEDeQvnWdFWyE4T4s9_svNIy4Z7rx8A3AxVyQL2Fh-3JAdQ5bkEL34n1Vm-xnURaDt_lNZKv9ASQZ06lsgq6UnIxQcieJVfzjuy7JzdXhQcPcdkbYP3rP-6lrLWV24J-DjlA/s1600-h/IMGP1125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237328810812469650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixF8c3-XneEDeQvnWdFWyE4T4s9_svNIy4Z7rx8A3AxVyQL2Fh-3JAdQ5bkEL34n1Vm-xnURaDt_lNZKv9ASQZ06lsgq6UnIxQcieJVfzjuy7JzdXhQcPcdkbYP3rP-6lrLWV24J-DjlA/s200/IMGP1125.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Hannah is doing very well in school. I had a parent, teacher, and principal conference yesterday. We aired out our differences and cleared the air. I explained to the teacher that I in no way was questioning her abilities as a teacher but I was questioning her ability to have a two way conversation with another adult. I felt that each and every time I tried to have a discussion with her it was one sided (her way) and she was not going to budge. But Thank God for Dr. Witt, the principal at Morningside Elementary. She understood where I was coming from and explained to the teacher that open communication had to happen and her directions need to be clear and percise. She also needed to send home any communication in writing versus through the children because 7 years olds do not translate themessage as clearly as her writing her instructions would be. We ended saying that we have a clean slate, we will do better communicating. She did say that Hannah was her little helper and secretary. She said that Hannah keeps her on her toes when she is doing work with the class. I know that Hannah is a good girl in school and I have nothing to worry about Behavior wise or Academic wise for her. But just like any other 7 year old, she wants to sometimes be lazy and not do her work the right way and I just have to steer her in a better direction. Hannah aced 100% on her first spelling test. She has another one today and I know she will do fine. We prepared like we did last week. She knows her poem and all is GOOD with her. The Jonas Brothers were in Atlanta Wednesday night. She was bummed she did not get to go but understood that it was not feasable with my surgery only being 1 week out. </strong></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Back to Dr. Witt a minute, she is a military Brat, lived in Okinawa when she was young, has had a hysterectomy, is on WW now, ...now doesn't that sound familiar. When I told her that I was a military brat, lived in Okinawa, graduated from HS there, had a hysterectomy a week ago(she asked me how because she was told she was too large to have hers done laproscopic) I told her mine was Laproscopic and Dr. Heaton did it. She was amazed. We hit it off really well and have a lot in common. This school is going to be all right with her at the drivers seat. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Sandy checks in on me almost daily and makes sure I don't need anything or that I am not doing too much. While San was away at the mini family reunion, Birthday and Anniversary Celebration at the farm with her in-laws, Elaine called and invited us over for Dinner on Sunday. She is such a good friend to me and my family. The kids got to go swimming and they had a wonderful time. </strong></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUJ9NUcRz04eA_bIa80Set2wEA7BosyPFzaBCJjLuYbLkhMPYeHdjf4KLiC8awpb40LC61P1RPc01tyEL3Fhhq2BWvnZNXg_Mr6z1u98HrkE9BJS93LVi60fk5I2sIDjxOMhHWwIJ2rjE/s1600-h/IMGP1127.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237327975295852818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUJ9NUcRz04eA_bIa80Set2wEA7BosyPFzaBCJjLuYbLkhMPYeHdjf4KLiC8awpb40LC61P1RPc01tyEL3Fhhq2BWvnZNXg_Mr6z1u98HrkE9BJS93LVi60fk5I2sIDjxOMhHWwIJ2rjE/s200/IMGP1127.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIXyy5Hcjxwtijd4Gl3ZgQHhsXaqMw6JFD1l4nm0Vr-aNUmV6rvZNEbabV4dOHMskkLpG8TBmv15c12osIvH0nUw0ALLEK3VQKRR6x8K7ldSu8PcwlcNBgEM0V8VCkTX6UtrhfH6cL9hU/s1600-h/IMGP1128.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237350044385103666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIXyy5Hcjxwtijd4Gl3ZgQHhsXaqMw6JFD1l4nm0Vr-aNUmV6rvZNEbabV4dOHMskkLpG8TBmv15c12osIvH0nUw0ALLEK3VQKRR6x8K7ldSu8PcwlcNBgEM0V8VCkTX6UtrhfH6cL9hU/s200/IMGP1128.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>I got my stitches out and had my one week visit. I pulled one of my incisions and Dr. Heaton told me to be careful with that. I am taking my medicine for my bladder disorder. He asked me to please keep my stress levels down and insure that I am getting more than enough rest. I told him that I tire really easy and I don't get much done. He said that is to be expected and will probably last until about the 4th or 5th week post op. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Well, I have bent your eyes enough....everyone have a GREAT weekend. </strong></span></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"><strong>Debra</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong></strong></span></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-36433506734088618162008-08-14T12:52:00.003-04:002008-08-14T13:02:56.521-04:00The latest and greatest...<div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>All is well, I am on my second day of recovery from surgery. It is not fun being cooped up in the house. Hannah and Andrew are being very careful as to not touch my belly. Andrew is having a hard time understanding why he cannot sit on my lap or in the recliner with me right now. I have explained it to him but when he is upset he wants his mommy. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Here's Andrews favorite thing to do now: Play on the computer either at Disney or Noggin. He has really learned to master the mouse. Of course his sister helps him a bit. Here's a pi</strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEDZMnOYVlOllni-ZTO2w0rnHLwvfFnYvWuKb75zwgFtT86hvuowdZIxuBilGQktkDkOBK8wdbcytCTklCoE3qu1ckBU8UkhTqp7l6p9zlTdjgdukjKrDOhsfRfLK6mtqrL35gfaFDrs/s1600-h/IMGP1123.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234418507130707970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEDZMnOYVlOllni-ZTO2w0rnHLwvfFnYvWuKb75zwgFtT86hvuowdZIxuBilGQktkDkOBK8wdbcytCTklCoE3qu1ckBU8UkhTqp7l6p9zlTdjgdukjKrDOhsfRfLK6mtqrL35gfaFDrs/s200/IMGP1123.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>cture of him...Cute HUH?</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">Hannah is doing good in school. She likes her teacher and even though I can't say the feeling is mutual, as long as she is being treated good and getting her lessons learned then I won't complain. She loves going to school and loves reading.</span></strong></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Matt is doing good taking care of me and so is my sister Sandy. She has been really good making us meals, watching Andrew and just being there to listen. THANK YOU both for taking the best care of me.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Work is doing fine. They will get a groove going and won't even miss me. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Well, I must go lay down. I am starting to hurt a bit.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Lots of Love to you all.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"><strong>Debra</strong></span></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-6376016851646921852008-08-03T19:46:00.005-04:002008-12-09T20:55:53.121-05:00Update for the Week<div>Tomorrow Hannah starts 2nd grade....I am feeling so old. I am going to reserve judgment on the new school and her teacher. I am going to go on the record as saying...."I don't like her teacher" but I will give it a good 2-3 weeks before I start sqwaking to the principal to have her moved. She is totally into the Jonas Brothers, Hannah Montana, High School Musical 1, 2, and 3 and Camp Rock. Now I know how my mom felt when I was into Scott Baio, Shawn Cassidy and Parker Stephenson. OH my, has she got it bad. She wants everything with the Jonas Brothers on it. She likes all three but is<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUNq69MLSB0FqzzxYln_X5TW5fIzx7LbrOLe1CkNS117OXB3C1MrGwA5ZtAkwZ-du0vk7Iw-I6Qb15_WjY7CfDsCLW8AgnazrB9oSToUmdXQx3Ce7FI8NadS7LCSJdaxMS1kuKpRRdwr8/s1600-h/C3_wallpaper_1024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230452000286057682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUNq69MLSB0FqzzxYln_X5TW5fIzx7LbrOLe1CkNS117OXB3C1MrGwA5ZtAkwZ-du0vk7Iw-I6Qb15_WjY7CfDsCLW8AgnazrB9oSToUmdXQx3Ce7FI8NadS7LCSJdaxMS1kuKpRRdwr8/s200/C3_wallpaper_1024.jpg" border="0" /></a> crushing on JOE. He's the one in the middle.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230452173404638834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzYvFk6m__Qo6yilmYN_-czlvHDY6hqd3yIKq2TTj0u2Z1caI2e1c3YeJrXc4ENjAEnEt6RZmn4JzylJg7Nr1eMZUSRrwQnuMBy_hkltuX83VEa0x_wp4l-kp-bnWZxC9wXetTNzNWiuI/s200/CR_wallpaper_1024.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p>Andrew is the little follower and loves everything his sister likes. He is into Alvin and the Chipmunks movie. He likes to sing and dance and always likes to make people laugh. </p><p>My surgery has been changed to the 12th. I have my pre-op on the 8th. Please put me in your prayers during this. Work is work...I enjoy it but it is majorly grueling. </p><p>Hope all is well with everything Have a great week.</p><p>Debra</p>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-2616701891321891832008-07-20T17:12:00.003-04:002008-12-09T20:55:53.466-05:00Update for the Week<span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"><strong>Boy has this week been fun. My boss was TDY and I held down the fort. Crazy days of summer right before school is going to start. I can't believe that Hannah will be in 2nd grade this year. It just seems like yesterday that s<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWsce4iCSCdPD9Z4jm-Ws-LPhg-PrS84hGLBet3I2Fruz9AA-JekwTqNT66JKK9HAft6aFWP0LeQazGpwE3xhNXn4OgBof6Jj6Z5D7azCMut0XQT9VyD5c-0W1ytgQ1WskDPoXWTVi70/s1600-h/pencil_235.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225211789836708738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWsce4iCSCdPD9Z4jm-Ws-LPhg-PrS84hGLBet3I2Fruz9AA-JekwTqNT66JKK9HAft6aFWP0LeQazGpwE3xhNXn4OgBof6Jj6Z5D7azCMut0XQT9VyD5c-0W1ytgQ1WskDPoXWTVi70/s200/pencil_235.jpg" border="0" /></a>he was starting PreK. She will be changing schools and going to a school with bigger kids. Scarry for me, she's looking forward to it. </strong></span><div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"><strong>We are looking to have Andrew go to a PreK 3 at Bonaire Baptist Church. They go every day from 9-12. This will help because next year he will be going to PreK 4 which is an all day program. Andrew has found a new movie that he is totally in love with "The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lava girl.". He loves to watch this movie. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"><strong>I am off the next couple of days but then I am ba<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4cy9Pr4rYPWWhEfrPj9i_zEXKCVACRaR7kZiHU5sgZHsDtHr2vlyztGvs_wP2s2OhA_hvlHKCvjrT_W2RinclDkro6CIskgo9jCNmc7cH0dEpeKHWMifx4qn9755y5TYDzce7yGzcw8/s1600-h/The-Adventures-of-Shark-Boy-and-Lava-Girl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225212223474941922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4cy9Pr4rYPWWhEfrPj9i_zEXKCVACRaR7kZiHU5sgZHsDtHr2vlyztGvs_wP2s2OhA_hvlHKCvjrT_W2RinclDkro6CIskgo9jCNmc7cH0dEpeKHWMifx4qn9755y5TYDzce7yGzcw8/s200/The-Adventures-of-Shark-Boy-and-Lava-Girl.jpg" border="0" /></a>ck to work for a week before I go in for my surgery. I am having a hysterectomy on the 5th of August. Terrible timing at work but better than 4th quarter. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"><strong>All is well here, no pics to post but maybe during my time off, I will be able to take some pics of the kids around the house. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"><strong>Lots of Love to all</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"><strong>Deb</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-9175359917153032722008-07-06T12:05:00.015-04:002008-12-09T20:55:54.633-05:00Weekly Update<span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"><strong>Well, This week has had it's challenges. As the time gets closer to having surgery, I am finding myself with a bunch of work to get done. One of which is training one of the managers to fill in for me for 4-6 weeks. </strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI2oW0psNye3RvCgZVIFku8WKxhJitGBh9pBpQTkFdt1BuS1SeMxqQesruDvgXhGTc876KxDSvMkN-CuE-5HdapamZ46LDF5eUYzkaLRxQmayUJhYwXZRqmPyYOrlLNtk_UE0fNe1J67U/s1600-h/pepper_click.jpg"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219936605680276994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI2oW0psNye3RvCgZVIFku8WKxhJitGBh9pBpQTkFdt1BuS1SeMxqQesruDvgXhGTc876KxDSvMkN-CuE-5HdapamZ46LDF5eUYzkaLRxQmayUJhYwXZRqmPyYOrlLNtk_UE0fNe1J67U/s200/pepper_click.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="color:#663300;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>WOW! that's a long time to be away</strong> <strong>from work. </strong></span><br /></span><div><div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"><strong>If you all have not tried these new Triscuits with Cracked pepper and olive oil you should. They are good with cheese. My boss had them and I tried one, it was really good. Better than the dry regular triscuits. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#663300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219937822277800066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin7GAfSf856jQpeOInoY_B6xhm2o6aklWzC8eHDf72obwKHOSwXFIUO62T5vcYCbA8Kb1PZk5_vIpvqk0FIFP6xUfqAhFvr85RwkppJWMkynpyRNIjH507GpuxIQ7JtN-4m2HTdEkfWkQ/s200/july4.gif" border="0" /> <strong>Hannah, Andrew, and I </strong></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37RoKbIcTkTnZoky7Kc9Kme32maLoMnNwXU_k7qDbZPJncfTsJB2B5v8frLqisNbdIPEtkIkwft9aFbXtLMeo1LYbo_tAwubWpi3Y-ezu9MjxK8e7XVJu5VzJSI5RZBBEJmOxHIiSeck/s1600-h/609px-Lonestar,_December_2007.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938038762889922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37RoKbIcTkTnZoky7Kc9Kme32maLoMnNwXU_k7qDbZPJncfTsJB2B5v8frLqisNbdIPEtkIkwft9aFbXtLMeo1LYbo_tAwubWpi3Y-ezu9MjxK8e7XVJu5VzJSI5RZBBEJmOxHIiSeck/s200/609px-Lonestar%252C_December_2007.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong>went to the fireworks with Elaine and her family Thursday. They had a concert with the country band Lonestar. We had the band in earlier that day to sign autographs, take pictures and sign Cd's. They were so down to earth and fun. You know how I hate crowds so we just went down the street from the stadium and watched the fireworks....Andrew was playing in the van and turned my interior lights on. I did not realize it till it was too late. YEP...dead battery. Ron had to go home and get his jumper cables to jump the van. It worked and all was fine. Try being trapped in a van with a 3 year old that is too tired, 7 year old that wants to get out, 12 year old that says it's too hot....We couldn't roll the windows down either because the battery was dead. Pam, Elaine's daughter, said that it felt nice, Elaine and I were about to burst into flames we were so hot. The kids actually were calmer when it was hot. We did not get home that night until 1230am. Andrew was asleep but woke up and did not want to go to sleep he wanted to watch TV. It was hilarious until I had to get up at 545am to get ready for work. YEP, I went into work on the 4Th of July. </strong></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><div><br /><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong></span><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-JK5bNTGioZUZPE_DmveILqeOIcVD_62INgFhPH1WgO2vzOFCs-fOTQksRkbdZa8Aysn2wKI36ZSOqtGZ4py16hfUSjFhWNtJzljtoJpr9JRGhkz_4W4sB9d_h0wooL0OmxWSGX9h7ng/s1600-h/u27107144.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219940204750490130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-JK5bNTGioZUZPE_DmveILqeOIcVD_62INgFhPH1WgO2vzOFCs-fOTQksRkbdZa8Aysn2wKI36ZSOqtGZ4py16hfUSjFhWNtJzljtoJpr9JRGhkz_4W4sB9d_h0wooL0OmxWSGX9h7ng/s200/u27107144.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong>I talked to my friend Debbie yesterday. I won't tell you all the details because really that is not important but Debbie is back stronger and in control more than ever. Congrats Debbie for finding the inner strength to do what you have to do. We all love you and know you are going to make it all work.<br /></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#663300;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><br /></div></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ggkvAlxh05ByHJ5c8i6KTcUYlgUTjWNzROMPtt0fTTPdY5yDuFB9jcug2RkO_sZvD9uZH8U0YP_ubDf4UT6yYVvOSwYVNczLfLo25Rt1Qaf7dbZR_WPfL_3_2LirjCvvzCzT5PA1yk0/s1600-h/as3266tn.gif"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219939183165425298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ggkvAlxh05ByHJ5c8i6KTcUYlgUTjWNzROMPtt0fTTPdY5yDuFB9jcug2RkO_sZvD9uZH8U0YP_ubDf4UT6yYVvOSwYVNczLfLo25Rt1Qaf7dbZR_WPfL_3_2LirjCvvzCzT5PA1yk0/s200/as3266tn.gif" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663300;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong>Well, I must go. Have a MOUND of laundry I have to tackle. </strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong>Hope this finds you all well and happy.</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#663300;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"><strong>Lots of Love</strong></span></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220043146240750306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7ev3C9FgdUWIxLYdtj8oWyZhkIT5TkRcqsF4rB5gkBQ_QIS4u9Ps-7WwOPjg3fm71nsWT7u_hyphenhyphen0Snj8vmlXt9imWBkM5yfrpscUHVEOH8IQ152TG0g4FJ7ayUoffWWkQCQWfTkRIbWs/s200/Debra.png" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong></strong></span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456601152309345610.post-29245655330670673472008-06-29T12:08:00.010-04:002008-12-09T20:55:55.595-05:00Update for the Week.<span style="color:#663300;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Matt's brother Michael made it home and is doing well from Matt's last conversation with him. All the prayers and thoughts are appreciated. Hannah is spending the night at a girlfriends house. We had our first swimming incident with Andrew yesterday. He was swimming with his daddy at Elaine's pool and Matt turned for a minute and Andrew took a step off the stairs. He only wanted Mommy to swim with him after that....but eventually got back in the pool with Daddy. He would not let go of Matt's neck. SCARRY>>>></span> </span><div><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;">Here's some pictures...the ones of Andrew were after his ordeal......first scarred and then having a great time with DAD.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ccccff;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ccccff;"></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivoK5jxEhG49BbJZMsN7hLVInjSDL88jyS2I9YCMtTslVrBcSUDqvm4rFagtIDkJ_xh8H08kwU8pM73JOrO1Xhwxoe6J9eeTAy9OEDM3VzHKNvJgOY7vBt1ZjAI5ofKhc2AAtjIOukZYU/s1600-h/Andrew.jpg"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217340930774578402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivoK5jxEhG49BbJZMsN7hLVInjSDL88jyS2I9YCMtTslVrBcSUDqvm4rFagtIDkJ_xh8H08kwU8pM73JOrO1Xhwxoe6J9eeTAy9OEDM3VzHKNvJgOY7vBt1ZjAI5ofKhc2AAtjIOukZYU/s200/Andrew.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ccccff;"> </span></div><span style="color:#ccccff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217341035450307058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9uYUdrtaxRm-bKkJYFI5YK1MZVvGUrYlWpCknW5X55p5f17vR77rae93NaIUmmJIFMa7RxGUeFS7ZYGk7IRF-Mqpu7bg0JGtZZa56pWcld6tiVwUovyOqs4PQlQHniHPHOogekvxsRfE/s200/Andrew+and+Matt.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyEU3j89_O-Pga6DoVcF7wBj1rMmakfEuymYKTX-MIfTvJlctvnKYLHEJPTklwqkMDN0RSAQahHCEEbPngcp_y07NAmCz0VM8JAV1u-CxgeV6oC34a363ERXDSSLMjddPO1y6K-HrDQY/s1600-h/Hannah2.jpg"><span style="color:#ccccff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217341300486893314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyEU3j89_O-Pga6DoVcF7wBj1rMmakfEuymYKTX-MIfTvJlctvnKYLHEJPTklwqkMDN0RSAQahHCEEbPngcp_y07NAmCz0VM8JAV1u-CxgeV6oC34a363ERXDSSLMjddPO1y6K-HrDQY/s200/Hannah2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ccccff;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217341143605459954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT7h2kaPxkz5ZX0hoPhN9qeQ4zkyFMdsF2Lr8_wID8Bx3lDh7ghiyqNkLMrAb19-mcQp3orptTVI-rNeGZ_cx3Ypl8svT38nBqO-0F91qvAInC1TPVRFJ5lO8MGMddtCM8_Uw0iIv58AM/s200/Hannah.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><strong>Lots of Love to all</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#ccccff;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#663333;"><strong>Matt, Deb, Hannah and Andrew</strong><br /></span></span><br /></span><div></div></div></div>Debrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01071252404257237933noreply@blogger.com4