Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Spending Quality Time!

For the past month or so we have been going out every weekend to the parks in our area because Kevin has been complaining that we do not spend enough time together. My best friend Beth has been dragged along with us for these little outings. I just wanted to share some of the pictures I took on our outings.

This picture is my favorite because it shows just how beautiful God made the earth. I loved it so much that I made Kevin hop up in the archway so I could take his picture.
Beth and Shawn wanted to pose with the totem pole, they are so goofy!We all decided to go over to the playground so they could play like they were little kids again.After they were done acting like children we went for a walk through the woods. We took a lot of good pictures before our walk but I picked just a few I liked to show to every one.

We had a very happy and fun day that day. I can't wait to do it again.

Sunday, September 23, 2007


I am sitting here at my computer crying and wondering why I am the way I am? I have never felt this way before and I don't know if it just me feeling sorry for myself. I have lived in this town all my life and now I feel that maybe I don't belong here or any where for that matter. I try to help my friends with their problems and then feel that I have made their lives worse. Why do I feel that I am a bother to people? I will not go to them with my problems because they have enough of their own. I have tried turning to God and if I had a church to go to I think I would feel more worthy of asking for his help. I feel that why should I ask for anything when I can't even decide how and where to serve him.

I feel alone all the time and I could be in a room full of people and still feel like I am not part of the group. I feel different then those I am friends with and sometimes that I am unworthy of even having friends. I use to be a very happy person that would laugh all the time. Now I find myself being criticized for everything I say and do. I feel that the more I go out into the world the more people want to hurt me. The more I see that I am nothing special and are not as smart as I once thought I was. I think that maybe I have come to the realization that maybe I am not making a difference in this world and that thought alone makes me sit here and cry.

I then turn to the computer and see that I am not very smart at all and that there are so many more people out there that are smarter and better people. I always felt that I was a good person but now I don't think so. I am trying very hard to become a better person but I just don't know what that is or who that is.

Why do I sit and worry about how I am portrayed to others? Maybe I just need to be me and not worry so much about how others see me. Why am I sitting here asking myself why? Why?

Friday, September 14, 2007

Colt Creations

One of the museums in my town had an art fund raiser auction with painted colts. They asked for businesses to donate $2,000 to purchase pure white horses or $2,500 to donate painted horses. The colts would be painted by an artist or a group of artists in the design that the donor wanted. The places that made donations could keep the colts in front of their places of business until the time of the action. The action was where they would sale the horses to the highest bidder to make the money they needed.

I thought it was such a great idea for both the museum and the businesses that helped. The museum would get the money it needed and the businesses would get free advertisement. People around town,like me, liked to go to all the places and see the horses. People were brought to the businesses by the horses.

I decided to take pictures of all of them. There was a grand total of thirty horses around our town. My family, friends and I had a blast driving and walking to the different places to see them. The colts not only helped where they needed too,but they brought families together and gave people something to do to get out into the community.

I took so many pictures of the horses because they were all so beautiful. I have picked my favorite of each colt and made them into a collage.
Here is the list of all their names going from left to right.
1. Scrubs
2. In God We Trust
3. The Picture Perfect Colt
4. Smokey Cabin Fever
5. Winning Colors
6. Yankee Doodle Pony
7. Bullish Colt
8.Many Hands
9.Blue on Blues
10.Unbridled Freedom
11. Halcy
12. The Trojan Horse
13. Circles
14. Untitled
15. Game Plan
16. Philly-Anthropy
17. Seahorse
18. Greenback
19. Z-Clot
20. Appaloosa Warrior
21. Race Horse
22. Galloping Through the Sycamore Leaves
23. Summer Solictice
24. Colt Goes To Camp
25. Untitled
26. Colts Gone Wild
27. Medicine Pony
28. Celtic Colt
29. Appaloosa Heart
30. Horse Power

If there are any of the horses that you would like to have the picture of just leave me your e-mail address and I will send the picture of just that colt to you. I also have the list of the artists who painted each horse. Leave me a comment or question, I will give you any information I have about these gorgeous horses. I think these horses are beautiful and should be shown to the world.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

My Memories of The Tragic Day

September 11,2001 so many of us remember that day. We all have memories of that day and how we felt. This is just a small portion of what I was feeling on that day and How I feel about it today.

My friend Beth and I were sitting on my couch playing around. We were hitting each other with pillows, laughing and just being stupid. I usually have children to watch but on this day I managed to get a brake. Beth and I were enjoying the morning with no kids running around until the phone rang. It was our friend Stacy and she was telling us that a plane crashed. We didn't think to much about it because we had heard about planes crashing before. I get depressed over bad news so I didn't want to hear about it. A few minutes later Stacy's husband called and told us that we needed to turn on the T.V. I turned the channel to see that an airplane had hit right into one of the Twin Towers. We could not believe it.

As we sat there watching, a lady came on and said that it was a live feed from where she was. I watch and pointed out to Beth that there was another plane. I remember telling her that I hope the smoke does not cause any problems to the other plane. She told me not to worry about the other plane because it was probably to far away. We sat there bickering that it was to close or to far away. We watched as the plane went crashing into the other Tower. I can recall saying really loud"What the hell?" and I heard Beth gasp. The news Lady was so in shock by the whole thing that I think she forgot she was on camera.

I did not think it could get any worse and then it did. I watched in horror as the first Tower came down. People were running just to try and escape the debris that was coming towards them. People were diving under cars to get away. After a few seconds the smoke and debris filled the air to the point that we could no longer see what was happening. My heart sank and I began to cry when the second Tower came down. I kept thinking to myself that maybe the Towers were up just long enough f0r people to get out. I was praying that a great majority of the people were safe and running away from the Towers.

For at least an hour or more after it happened I never stepped away from the T.V. I wanted to know why and how something like this could happen. I thought for a short while that it was some fluke accident, that an air traffic controller might have screwed up and flown the planes into the Towers. They slowly started to tell the nation what was going on, but I could not understand why. I could not believe that people, Monsters, planned out the whole thing. The Terrorist wanted to hurt and kill innocent people. All over the fact that we don't all think the same. Because some one decided they wanted to bully other people and try to make them do what they want. They want to try and make people think the way they think. Many people had to die just so they could get their point across?

Men have found and died so we could have the freedoms that we have today. The Terrorist want to come here and try and take those freedoms away from us. I will always try to celebrate 9-11 and remember the people who's lives were lost. Just like the men who fought and died fighting for our freedom in the past , the lost lives of 9-11 will live on as symbols of our freedoms that we now have to fight for today.

Let Us Never Forget

Yesterday was a sad day for me. September 10 was my Grandfather's Birthday and it is also the day he died. I know it seems weird that some one died on the same day they were born but he did. It has been over 10 years but I still get a little upset thinking about him. I always like to sit and remember all the fun times we had together. It always makes me cry to think about him, I miss him dearly.

I was cleaning out my desk yesterday, because I wanted to get my mind off of my grandfather. I was going through old files and some of my sons old school papers when I came across a picture. It is a picture that some one drew and sent to me years ago. I looked at my calender and saw that it was the 10 and the next day would be the anniversary of 9-11. I could not believe I had forgotten it. I believe that finding the picture was a way for God to remind me of the up coming day.

I have sent this picture to all my friends with the message " Let Us Never Forget". I say to all ,please remember the lives lost on that tragic day and let us pray for their families to have peace and comfort in knowing they will see their loved ones again someday.

Thursday, September 6, 2007


I don't get into football as much as the rest of my family, but I try to make it to as many of my sons games as I can. This past Tuesday was the greatest game I have ever seen. I was right there at the side lines yelling along with every one else. Every few minutes you heard over the loud speaker "Tackle made by Shawn C." I was so proud and excited. Shawn made seven tackles, three kick offs and one ball recovery. The other team was playing dirty but our team held their ground and our team won. The score was 20-0! They could not make it past my boy and the others to even make a touchdown.