Thoughts over a good cup of coffee.

When I was growing up every Sunday afternoon we would go to my grandmothers house and  my mom, Aunt Maxine,Grandma and her sister Margaret would sit at the table and have a cup of coffee and talk.  Sometimes my uncles would join and sometimes they would play Uno.  I didn't realize what that cup of coffee meant until now that my grandmother is gone.

I sit and have my cup of coffee in the mornings and I think of my grandma.   How wonderful she was and how I wish I could share this cup of coffee with her at her kitchen table and just talk.

I don't say this with tears, I say it with a smile.  My grandmother lived a very long life.  I'm a very lucky girl to have had her for so long, she kept Cameron until he was 3 years old, and then he still visited her often.  He was 10 years old when she passed, just shy of 11.  He actually knew and will remember his great grandmother, I think that is awesome.

It's funny that a cup of coffee can mean so much don't you think?

Happy Wednesday to you!

White Christmas

Well a White Day After Christmas anyway.  This is the view from my back door.  Beautiful isn't it???

In all my life we have never had snow at Christmas, so the day after was just as wonderful for us.. I will post more pictures tomorrow.

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!

Exhausted

I know that I have not posted in such a long time.  The last couple of months are kind of depressing for me, with my best friends birthday and the date of her passing so close together, and my grandmothers birthday would have been last month too.  I find it hard to find things that are not sad to blog about.

I started back to dance, which I have talked a lot about...and broke my toe and all that good stuff (the toe is much better now..almost back to normal color and size!)  I have also been teaching a class on Thursday nights.  I think it is time to give something up. 

My train of thought is this....

Monday nights I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE.  Although I have fallen several times and injured myself once :)  I love Monday nights..I look forward to Mondays now because I have so much fun!  Two and a half hours of conditioning, going across the floor and dancing.  I get the best workouts and stress relief on Monday nights!  I love it

Tuesday nights:  I LOVE IT!!!!!  Tap has always been my strongest subject!  I just love to put my tap shoes on and go at it...an hour of tapping in just what my heart needs!  I love Tuesdays!

Thursday nights:....25 (yes I said TWENTY FIVE) little girls, ages range from 8 - 10  ability levels range from beginner to advanced (for the age), for 1 1/2 hours...not loving it.....NOT LOVING IT AT ALL!  It's so stressful.  We teach ballet, tap and jazz in 1 1/2 hours to these girls in that time I have to warm them up, stretch them out, teach them something, add to the dance and change their shoes 2 times.....it's a constant battle and I'm just not in it to win it.  I'm tired and a couple of weeks ago she said that she is adding two more kids! I just don't have it in me.  Is it wrong of me to bail on these kids like that?  It's 25 kids in one room.  we are standing on top of each other...we just don't have enough room!
So I gave a notice.  How much of a notice is enough????  Technically they asked me to start two days before class was scheduled, and they gave me a list of kids and their ages the day class began....I feel bad, but I'm tired.  I want to go home and rest.  I feel so guilty but I just didn't have the patience for it.  I spoke with one lady who said that her daughter doesn't like the new teacher :( that makes me sad, but at some point you have to do what is right...right?

Now we are getting ready for Christmas, but with the work schedule and shopping I just have not finished decorating!  So I'm putting the remainder of the decorations in the attic tonight and just going to be happy with my beautiful tree!

I have really missed blogging, and I've missed the girls I did at one time talk to a good bit! 

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True Story Tuesday! - Dirt Bike Ride!

Today is True Story Tuesday brought to you by the wonderful Rachel & Mr. Daddy! 





 I didn't link up last Tuesday (I was in a bad mood if you want to know why you can just go here)  I have been pondering what I would write about today.  This is the best I can come up with..but  I still think it's a good story.

My brother in law works at a shop that sales motorcycles, dirt bikes and ATVs.  He's been there for as long as I can remember, and Cam always loved to go sit on the red dirt bike and pretend to be the Red Power Ranger!  Every time we were up that way he would ask if we could stop by the shop so he could sit on the Red Rangers Dirt Bike. 

Just a couple of weeks before Christmas that year "TJ" called and had a used but in very good condition dirt bike that had just been traded in and he thought that it would be great for Cam.  Now Cam was only 4 at the time, and we knew he was too young to ride, and he would be scared.  So we went and looked at the bike and it really looked new.  I don't think it had ever been ridden, so we decided to buy it as part of his Christmas and let him sit on it until he was ready to ride.  (This was a very small dirt bike) 

He had tried to ride it several times but was just scared.  We even put training wheels on it! Sure enough that dirt bike was parked in his room for 6 months, for him to pretend to be the Red Ranger while watching Power Rangers.  Eventually it moved to the warehouse (near our house) and was parked back there.  He would occasionally say "I want to ride my dirt bike" and we would get it out crank it up and he would sit on it but not actually ride it. 

One day right after his 5th birthday Cam decided that he was ready to ride.  The only problem was that I was the only one home.  I thought "I can do this"  grabbed up the keys and all his protective gear and we walked to the warehouse.  A dirt bike has a kick start..something I have never dealt with before, but really how hard could it be? Right? After "kicking" the bike for 30 minutes straight with no success, I was pouring sweat (it was in September) and then I saw it.  Right beside where I stuck the key in was an on/off switch.  YOU HAVE TO TURN ON THE GAS!!!!!!!!!!!  That would have been nice to know.  After turning the gas on, I lifted my very tired leg and kicked it one more time...it started right up.

I want you to get a good look at the size of this dirt bike....

I sat on the back of the dirt bike, and sat Cameron in front of me.  I was showing him how to easily turn the throttle, gently, slowly.  We rode up the driveway to my moms house, turned around and I let Cameron take control.  I was still sitting on the back....

He put his tiny little hand on the throttle and twisted it as hard as he could, the front wheel came off the ground and I slid off the back!  I grabbed onto the back of the bike afraid that he would go into the highway, with the training wheels he wouldn't/shouldn't wreck.  Down the driveway we went, Cameron on the dirt bike,  me literally dragging behind it!

As we got close to the end gate (my mom has a very long driveway), I started trying to wreck him (the driveway goes into a very busy highway!)  Finally the bike turned over, and Cam jerked the helmet off crying "Mommy I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you!! I'm sorry Mommy!"  As I picked the gravel out of my knees and elbows I stopped to wipe the tears from his eyes "Oh Cam don't be sorry!  Mommy's having fun (still picking gravel out of my knees through the new hole in my favorite jeans)..let's go home so I can put some bandages on my knees.... and we will try again another time...when Daddy is home."

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Dance....yes again

I so totally had a True Story Tuesday to write...the only problem is that it's not funny....it's just plain painful, and I just wasn't in the mood to write it or laugh about it.  So I've put off writing for the last few days trying to get into a better mood and frame of mind.  Here is my story....

We were at dance on Monday night, jazz class, and we were working on sit jumps.  Now I can do these, they are easy, and I can do them turning, easy too....the problem was not the jump or the turning jump it was the landing.  She wanted us to land on our right knee, the problem was my left knee wanted to go down.  I know you are expecting a picture of a bruised left knee......

This is a picture (taken on Tuesday morning..sorry for the red polish) of what just might be a broken big right toe!  Yes I landed on the toe...all of my weight (and it's a lot of weight too...) on the very tip of my big toe, the left foot never made it to the ground, I rolled back onto my butt (on top of  the right foot) and fell straight to the floor. My big toe was leaning behind my second toe when I pulled my shoe off.  Let me tell you the control it took for this grown woman not to cry right there in front of everyone!  It was awful. Excuse the ugly feet....what can I say....it is what it is!

 Now here is my toe Wednesday....

Maybe it's not broken, but when I left on Monday night it was not this straight..the top seemed to be pointing to the second toe.  I taped them together and it seems to have straighted out (of course that could just be the swelling).   Let me tell you these pictures look good compared to the way my toe actually looks and feels.

 

I know one day I told you all that I am a clumsy person....I told you I am a dancer (or at least I was) and you laughed....now you see just how dangerous that combination could be!  I'm just thankful that my butt has so much padding!  I could have crushed my foot!

Up way too early

I've been up since 5:00.  That's very early for me.  Today would have been a good day to start my couch to 5K program...but the storm prevented that!

I've been thinking lately so just bare with me here...

1.  With all the issues I've been having lately I really need some health insurance.  It's so expensive to get an individual policy, and they don't offer it where I work (I work for a very small company) so I've been thinking about job hunting.

2.  Maybe with this new Thirty - One business I can make the extra money to just pay for an individual policy, and keep the job I have.

3.  I have spent the biggest part of my life struggling and feeling sorry for myself, now I realize it's just life.  something is always gonna happen, something is always gonna surprise you and you are always gonna be stressed.  The question is how are you going to deal with it?

4. I love thunder storms.  But I wish it would happen at a better time, maybe on a day that I have nothing to do and I'm not in bed trying to sleep :)

5. woke up with a scared dog in my bed, scared kitten in the living room and scared child  walking into my room.  the joys of storms :)

6. Now when it's time to start getting ready for work..I'm tired and the thunder stops.

7. I love Christmas time...it's almost that time of year again!!!!!!!!!!!!

True Story Tuesday - Open Mouth insert Foot

It's Tuesday and you know that Tuesday is True Story Tuesday....my favorite blog hop is today!  If you have a true story to tell just link it up with Rachel and Mr. Daddy!


To start with you must know that I don't approve of making fun of people, and I cant sing.  These are two very important points.  We attend a small church here in town, and the music director is ..his voice hurts my ears.  Seriously.  He tries to carry a tune out like an opera singer, but he drops his voice to a whisper and it truly ruins a song.  My husband and my son start giggling as soon as he stands to sing his solo, and he always has his mic turned up so loud that you can hardly hear the music for his voice.  Even when he sings with a group his mic is louder than all the others and you can only hear him. 

Last year at my step grandmother's funeral, he stood up to sing "My Chains Are Gone/Amazing Grace" by Chris Tomlin.  I LOVE THIS SONG!!!!!!!  LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!  Well he ruined it.  At a lady that was like a grandmother to me - at her funeral.  I was disappointed, but the worst part was trying to keep Cameron from laughing.  He is giggling and making the pew shake, my brother was beside him with his mouth gaping open..because it is really that bad.

After it was over and we were at the house I asked out loud...WHO ASKED HIM TO SING?  And my step-mother said "I did, mama loved to hear him"  I really didn't mean to ask it that loud, I didnt' mean for anyone to hear me..but one more example of opening my mouth and letting the wrong thing fall out!

Miscellany Monday - 09/27/10

One  My dance student that I think I told you about has started eating.  So glad that she has finally come out of this!  Maybe she can come home soon, it's only been 2 months!

Two  Dance class tonight....wow I sure hope my body starts to adjust to this.....or it gets easier one.  How did I do it as a teenager.

Three Anyone know a good way to re-train a dog?  I have a rat terrier that's about to drive me up the wall. She is such a sweet dog, but seriously the midnight barking in the house has to stop!

Four Shopping for a truck is hard, why does it have to be so difficult to find something in your budget, and why is it so difficult for the sales people to understand that there is a reason we have picked a payment amount to stop at.  We didn't just imagine up that number!!!!  HELLO people there isn't a money tree in the back yard and I refuse to have a truck payment that would equal a house payment!

Five I just remembered last week how much I LOVE high school football. 

Six We just signed up for trash service pick up, they picked up for the first time this morning, and I must say it is nice not to have to worry about taking the garbage off!

Seven We were out driving around Saturday looking at trucks, and passed a family (mother, father very small child) standing at a stop light with a sign that said "Family needing help" So we went by Bojangles bought them an 8 piece chicken dinner and gave them some cash.  In the process we asked what church they attended, and they just so happened to say our church. After introducing ourselves, and telling them to find us on Sunday morning and we would see what the church could do to help with their power bill we left.  I've never seen them at church, but I don' go around looking at everyone either!  But I was a little disappointed that they were not there Sunday.  I sure hope that they were not just using the kid to play on heart strings....
I guess even if they did..that's their burden to carry..

Eight  I hope all you bloggy friends have a wonderful week!

Happy Birthday....I miss you

My first day at Jr. High School in 1986 is not a day that really stood out in my mind.  I can't tell you exactly what happened because nothing monumental did happen.  I'm thinking of this day because I met you in Mrs. Bowers, 7th period Science class.  You sat right behind me, and I didn't know then that you would become my best friend, and a person that I would never forget.  Sure we were close for a while, then we drifted apart and back together again.

I will always remember that trip to the beach before we found out you were sick.  I will always remember the call I got at work that day in May of 1995  "Kelly it's Celeste, can you come home?" "I'm not sure, what's wrong?" "I have cancer, I'm leaving in an hour for Columbia and I'm not sure when I will be back"

I remember walking into your grandmothers house on Suttle Road and looking at you...you didn't look sick, other than the sore throat you'd been complaining with.  It never entered my mind that you wouldn't pull through.  This was cancer, but you were young, you were strong and you would beat it.

Three months later you were in remission standing beside of me ..my maid of honor...at my first wedding.  That black wig looked so weird on you, and those dresses were so ugly..but I was trying to hide heart cath's and chemo ports, (and flatter an over weight person).  I remember you standing beside me that day forcing that smile on your face.  You really hated him :)  You were the first in shorts and sandals when the wedding was over, and you were the last to leave.

By the time I was home from my honeymoon, you were back in the hospital. More chemo, remission no longer.  I will never forget that call, Tommy's voice still makes my skin crawl.  When I called to check on you, no one was there to tell me, except him.  Those words will haunt me forever.  I literally crawled into the bathroom and laid on the floor.  I couldn't breathe, I felt so alone.  That's the coldest November day in the history of my life, not so much the weather, but my heart.  It just felt so dead, so alone, so hurt.

It will be 15 years in November since you passed, and it still hurts like it was yesterday.  I miss you more than you will ever know.

I think of you when people ask me if it was hard to turn 35..did I get depressed.  No, I didn't. I have had all of the opportunities that you never did.  I've been married twice, the love of your life had to marry someone else because life goes on.  I have a child, you never had that chance.

I often wonder what the years would have done to our friendship.  Would we still be close, or would we be like Mary and I are now..call sometimes, talk sometimes, but really dont' see each other much.  Would you have married Mike? I think we would still be friends, maybe not as close because life is like that, but still friends.  I think you would have stood beside me at my second wedding (with Mary), I think you would have been beside me at Marys wedding.  I think you two would have fought to be the first in the room the day Cameron was born, and I think that we would have been side by side waiting on Mary to have Breanna.

I wish I knew the answers to that.  I still talk to your mom.  Sometimes I call that number by accident because it was just natural to call you.  Sometimes I call it just to hear your moms voice, because you two sound so much alike. I see Mike and I have to walk away, because my heart hurts to see him with someone else. Not because I don't think he should, but because I know you loved him and he loved you.  It should be you standing there with him at the ball field watching those boys play ball.

All of this to say that I think of you everyday.  I miss you everyday.  It's not a hurt that ever goes away, it's a hurt that you learn to live with.  It doesn't get easier or numb, you just deal with it. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you, that I don't swallow that lump in my throat.  I see your smile when I close my eyes, and sometimes I swear I can hear your voice.

 I know that today Heaven will rejoice and celebrate the day you were born, forever 20 years old.  I love you..I miss you...Happy Birthday.

True Story Tuesday -

I love True Story Tuesdays!  Not because my stories are so interesting, but because I LOVE to read all of the other stories!  If you have a story to tell, something crazy, something funny go ahead over to Rachel and Mr. Daddy's and link up!






My husband is not a small man.  He is 6'3" and he weighs in around 280 pounds.  When we met he was around 230.  His brother was married to the OTHER Kelly back on May 5, 2001.  Being that it was Cinco de Mayo there was a lot of celebrating going on.  Kelly's mother was quite the stick in the mud, so there fore drinking was not allowed at the reception. This is a crowd of drinkers (no I'm not proud of that), that likes to have fun, so as soon as the cake was cut and they spoke to all their guests the Bride and Groom broke out of the reception like a convict breaking out of jail!  We all headed over to another friends house (Debra & Kevin) to start the party!  I personally don't really drink (much), so I remember this night a lot better than everyone else!

About midnight I found my hubby sitting in the hot tub with a beer in each hand semi passed out...the bride was sitting beside me and we were talking and she was quite drunk already.  All of a sudden My hubby jumped out of the hot tub and went inside.  He came out wearing a whole piece bathing suite that belonged to Debra (we were at her house) and the next thing I knew he was running around the block with the other Kelly on his back wearing her veil from the wedding.  They ran up and down the street maybe three times before he fell onto the front lawn.  Just imagine a grown man in a black bathing suite with hot pink flowers on it.....nice :) 

He doesn't remember that night...but I have to tell you it's one of the memories I pull out when I need a good laugh!

Miscellany Monay

1.  Update:  Camerons' surgery was finally approved by the insurance company and was done last Wednesday.  Everything is looking good and we are thankful that it all went according to plan.

2. Because of the surgery he has antibiotic ointment inside his hear, he can't hear anything at all in his right ear...and his left ear isn't that great either.  Now he is constantly saying "What" and "Talk into my good ear"  Hope this is over with soon!

3.  Well the hubby's truck decided to die over the weekend, it's only 10 years old and only has 182K miles on it.  I don't know what the problem is :) .  I do know that I wish I had listened to Dave Ramsey 4 years ago and been putting a car payment into savings all this time...

4.  I'm thinking if we really buckle down we can have my car payed off in 6 months (or maybe 8), so I am going to finally sit down and read Dave's Total Money Makeover and apply it to my finances.  Let's see if I get all our debt taken off in 2 years (wouldn't that be nice?)

5.  I went to a Thirty One party last week, and decided to become a consultant :)  I'm really excited...now if I can just book a couple of parties.......

6.  I'm really exhausted, and I skipped tap class last week.  Now I'm behind (but lucky for me that's my strong point and I will catch up quickly) and will have to stay late tonight to catch up :(

7.  I have gained all the weight that I lost back...now I'm back on my Weight Watchers diet, and cutting out the soft drinks....again. 

8.  I will miss Coke (wiping a tear)

9. Looking back through all this maybe I should change my blog to The Not So Simple Life!!!

TST - The new addition

Thursday's are very long days for me.  I leave the house at 7:30 to take Cam to school, then I head to work. After work I go straight to the dance studio and teach until 8:00 (but I don't leave there until almost 8:30) then I stop usually at either Chick Fil A or Taco Bell for some healthy food for the family :o).  When I got home on Thursday night of last week, Cam met me at the car and grabbed the food and was in the living room eating when I walked in.  Honestly I really wasn't paying attention, it was dark in the house and I just dropped my dance bag on the counter so I could run and get my food from Cam and Wes before I had to go to bed hungry.  When I dropped my dance bag a MOUSE jumped off the counter and landed on my foot!  At first I freaked out...what the heck was that?  Then I looked at my husband in disbelief...I'm getting a cat tomorrow!

 

Meet OREO.  She is my defense from the mice!

Isnt' she just cute?

When I brought her home on Friday I was sure that the hubby wasn't going to like her...we are dog people.  So I had to buy everything and even ask people how do you take care of a cat?  Do you train them like you do a dog or what?  I finally got her home on Friday and everything set up for her.

When my hubby got home he sat down on the couch and was listening to his ipod.  Oreo jumped up on his shoulder and started listening to the ipod with it.  It was so cute that I just had to take a picture to share with you :o)

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Video Helper

http://kellysvideohelper.blogspot.com/

this is the blog to help out the older women at the dance studio - this is only a tap helper but you are welcome to look :)

Good Saturday Morning!!!!!!!!

Good Saturday Morning to you!!!!!

I want to introduce you to our new addition!  Her name is Oreo..... :)  I have a True Story that comes along with this little addition...I live on a farm and I'm sure that you can guess what this story is about!

Have a great weekend!

Kelly

TYVM - 9/09/10

Whoo....it's Thursday which means some free therapy AND only one more work day until the weekend!  I'm so glad..now that I am getting older I really need those restful Saturdays.

To the punk that almost rear ended me:

I gave you plenty of notice with my turn signal that I was turning.  The reason I missed my turn is because YOU were not paying attention, and YOU almost rear ended me.  If I had not punched the gas and went past my house YOU would have hit me.  So imagine my anger when I went to turn into the building down the street to turn around and go back home when YOU laid down on the horn and yelled out the window at me.  If YOU had put that phone down and paid attention YOU would have seen me turning and this whole thing could have been avoided.  If I were your mother I would take your car and your phone until you could use better judgement. 

Pay attention next time!

The lady that wanted to smack you for being a jerk.

To the insurance company:

TYVM for making me stress out about the surgery pre-approval.  Yes I know that it was approved yesterday, but really did you need to add stress to my already stressful life?


To the lady from the surgical center:

Really I need to bring my whole 20% with me on Wednesday?  Seriously you make everyone pay upfront?  Really?  Sure I have cash...do you accept monopoly money?  TYVM!

Why is it that the people that refuse to work and mooch of the government are the ones that get all the breaks?


I feel better now!  Do you need some free therapy?  Click on the button at the top of the page, visit Kmama and link up!

Update on Cameron's surgery

If you read this post you know that Cam was supposed to have surgery tomorrow, however there is a long story to go along with this.

We don't have health insurance, but Cam has an individual policy that I took out through BCBS several (4) years ago.  This policy had a high deductible and a high price to go along with it...needless to say it never had to pay out.  At the end of July I decided to switch him to a different BCBS policy, that was an HMO(the other was a PPO), and it went into effect on the first of August. The HMO has a co-pay, a low deductible and is $20 per month cheaper than the PPO/high deductible plan (without a copay)  With this being said, the hospital and surgical center for Cam's Dr. is not covered by the new insurance, so we had to schedule a visit with another Dr. in the same practice, that can operate at an in network facility.

We live near the state line, Dr. A can only operate in the other state, so today we see Dr. B and schedule his surgery.  Please pray the the "new" insurance will not decline this surgery.  I know it's only a hole in the ear, and it's not life threatening, however as most people can tell you...hearing is important...sure you can live with out it, but do you want to? (no offence Rachel)

In other news, I did get the contraption for stretching in, and I will have a TST for that one next week!

TST - The Shoe

I am just so excited to link up with Rachel and Mr. Daddy for another TST - I'm so glad that it is back!!!!!!!






I have been holding this one for a few weeks now, so I will just get right to it.

You know that I have started back to dance class.  Anyone that has ever taken a dance class knows how expensive the shoes are, so when I began teaching again last year I just climbed into my attic and pulled out my old shoes (that have been stored up there for the past 6 years).  When we started the jazz class, I pulled out my old Capezio Jazz Sneakers and laced them right up.  Everyone in class was laughing their butts off because I purchased these before I had Cameron (did I mention that he just turned 12 years old in August?).  the high top sneaker went out of style about 10 years ago...but that's what I had bought at the tune of $125.00. 

So as we giggled about my shoes, Sherri got a little angry "I shouldn't be having this problem with you guys, you are old enough to know how to behave in class"  but we all know that at our age, it's more fun to laugh at yourself than to get aggravated and pout when you can't get something right.  At that point we were doing a "drop" when you stand facing the back of the room and drop to your knees facing the front.  Well after leaving my knee pads at home, I was faking it something awful trying to protect the bruises that were already forming.

So close your eyes and imagine, a 35 year old slightly overweight woman on her knees, face down (like in child's pose) then we pop up and high kick (which is actually pretty low) and then it happened.  Everyone busted out laughing and I thought I would fall down.  Actually I almost fell down when my foot went on the floor....the heel of my shoe flew off and landed across the room!  Just the heel, the rest of the high top was still attached to my foot! So when I put my foot down it was just a little off balance, because well the heel was lower than the toe.

I guess I got my money's worth out of those shoes!  (I must say that when I googled the shoe and saw that you can get them for $35.00 now, I almost got sick knowing what I paid for them)

Talking to God

I have talked a lot lately about dance class. I want to tell you a little more so that you will understand this post.




Growing up dance was my whole life. I went to school, then I went to dance, then I went to bed. This was my routine from 3rd grade when I started competing until after college. Then I began teaching full time (meaning everyday from opening around 2:30 until my last class ended at 7 or 7:30). I had always been a dancer or a dance teacher.



When Cam was 5 years old and starting kindergarten I quit dance completely. It was a very hard thing to do. It was almost like I lost my identity, my safe place this person I had always been. I had always thought that I would have a girl that loved dance. But I had this wonderful little boy, that didn't love dance :o). I wouldn't change that for anything in the world. So when school started my heart knew it was time to give up dance, time to be Kelly the mommy, and Kelly the dancer would have to go away. That was over 7 years ago.



When I was called last year and offered 1 class to teach I was reluctant to do it simply because it had been so long, and I really didn't miss teaching....I missed dancing. But I agreed and spent my first year back teaching a combo class (ballet, tap, jazz) for 1st and 2nd graders. Then I found out my old teacher had a group of "old" dancers together. People like me that life happened, and dance went from being #1 to nonexistent in no time. Over the summer we met on Saturday night, but now with the dance season upon us we meet twice a week...Monday night from 8-10:30 for technique, lyrical and jazz...Tuesday night from 9:30 until 10:30 for Tap. I live 45 minutes away from this class.



I have to tell you that getting up at 6:00 and staying up until 12 (because by the time I get home and in bed it is close to 12) is hard on a person. I don't really think it's because I need more sleep now, but because when I rested as a teenager now I have things to do ......like laundry, cooking, cleaning spending time with my husband and child. Life.



Usually instead of listening to music on my ride home I will plug in my ipod and listen (not watch) Grey's Anatomy. It clears the music out of my head so that I can go to sleep...otherwise I will be practicing in my head as I'm trying to sleep and stay up most of the night. Tuesday night my wonderful little man "borrowed" my ipod and forgot to tell me it was in the house, so on the ride home I had nothing to listen to and I didn't want to listen to the radio or my brain would just not go into relax mode. I would still be doing my dance. So I began my conversation with God.

Don't take me wrong, I talk with God a lot. It usually is to pray for something specific, not just to talk. I had never in my life just sat down and "talked" to God like I would if I had called my friend or something. Now granted I did a lot of the talking....I didn't get a lot of feedback...but the conversation started like this "God I'm tired, and it's late...I'm afraid of falling asleep if I don't have someone to talk to. I don't want to call anyone so do you think you could ride here with me and let’s just talk?"   I talked  We talked about what great parents I had, and where I thought I would be right now in my life, and how far away from that I was, and how perfect this is for me.  We talked about finances, and what is most important in my life.  We talked about the hole in Camerons ear and the insurance, my grandmother and how very much I miss her, my best friend that passed 15 years ago. It was amazing that I talked and talked and talked and never once felt tired until right before I pulled into my driveway! I said thank you and goodnight, and was out like a light.  It's amazing how spending 45 minutes talking to God will make you feel.  I advice you to do it sometime.



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I'm back - sort of :o)

So much has been going on, and I have just not had the time to blog at all.  I have been trying to read some of your blogs and comment, when I could but it has just been so busy.

I will be back on a bloggy schedule soon, maybe even starting today!  So let's catch up really quick here.

Remember when I told you all about my dance class?  Rachel asked for a video....well I have one, but at the present time I just can't figure out how to transfer it from my phone to my computer.  I have a new phone, (that I've not told you about) and I'm still learning how to work it!  I promise to upload the video soon...really soon. 

We are also dealing with (as of yesterday) some issues with Cam's hearing.  He has a hole in his right ear drum, and as a result has "significant hearing loss" in his right ear (this meaning that the little line just barley touched the chart on the bottom side).  We are scheduled to have that corrected on Thursday of next week...so please pray that the insurance approves this surgery for us, and that patching the hole restores his hearing.  They have also found that he has "some" hearing loss in his left ear.  Not enough for me to worry about according to the Dr. but well I am his mother so of course I'm concerned.  There is no hole in the left ear drum (FYI).  So we will just wait and see the outcome of that.  Hopefully it will prove to be nothing, but we will see.

So dance is in full swing, teaching dance is in full swing, and Cameron is back at school (at least until Thursday of next week) with instructions from the Dr. to sit at the front of the class so that he can hear better.

Here's praying for a good outcome from this whole situation.
I have some True Stories to link up with so I sure hope Rachel and Mr. Daddy start that up again soon. :)  These stories include me breaking a shoe in dance class, and this new stretching contraption I just ordered.  I'm sure there will be a very funny TST when I get that in!  LOL

Have a great Wednesday.

Testing...technical difficulties

just ignore this post, I'm having some problems with my design and comments

"Mom, was I an Accident?"

Linking up with Julie at Four Sons today for Letter of Intent - if you would like to join in just click on the button below:










If I could write a letter of how I feel today this is how it would go:

Dear God,

When I was a little girl I never dreamed that my life would be where it is today.  I never imagined being here in this place with these worries.  I never prayed for things to be this way, and sometimes I don't know what to do with situations.

Right now Lord, I think back to that Christmas day and remember remember thinking I'm not ready for this, I can't believe it's happened.  It wasn't planned by me that's for sure.  Lord I praise you for knowing more than me, for knowing where I needed to be and what I needed in my life.  Lord I praise you for giving this gift to me, for blessing me beyond measure.  it has been 12 years today that you gave me this blessing, the blessing that I didn't ask for the blessing I didn't know would fill me with such love and such joy!  Thank You God for smiling on me and giving me my son.



Dear Cameron,

Not a day goes by that I don't say "Thank You" to God for sending you to me.  You make me the proudest mother in all the world.  You are kind, giving and always gentle with your words.  You are the best child a mother could ever hope for, and I am so very proud of the young man you are becoming.  I am proud of the character you display in all of your actions. I love you more that you will ever know and I am honored to be able to call you my son!

I love you!

Happy Birthday Cameron!!!!!




I leave you today with a quote from Rosanne
DJ: "Mom was I an accident?"
Rosanne : "No DJ you were a surprise"
DJ: "What's the difference"
Roseanne "Well, an accident is something that you wish had never happened. A surprise is something you didn't know you wanted until you got it"

Things that make you go hmmmmm....

Do you remember that song?  I think it was by MC Hammer.  I thought of it yesterday when I read this article.  Okay for my "Green" friends, I'm not trying to offend you or hurt your feelings.  I think that certain things are necessary and most of the things that we need to do are common sense.  However sometimes I think people go too far.  Not too long ago I read this article and I have to ask just what do you think we are supposed to do about our pets?  I mean we could all quit having dogs, that would help, and it would prevent Amber from having another running mishap with Dixie. (Sorry Amber...but that was just funny!)   We could all just get gold fish, but poor Amber would have to take her morning jog alone..and that wouldn't be as fun and I just  I don't think the fish would want to go. :(  I'm just kidding.......but seriously though...here are my thoughts on the subject:
Now for starters I believe that God created this Earth.  I believe that He created the Earth, and the leaves and the flowers and the trees.....(nice little jingle isn't it?).  That is my belief.  I also think that He created the dogs, and the fish and the cows and the people.   I don't think that we can destroy it.  Actually my Bible says that God will destroy the Earth.  Not us.  So that's my take on it. 

With that being said, that doesn't meant that I don't think that we shouldn't take care of our planet. I do believe that we can work together to keep this planet beautiful.  Doing the things that we should do to make sure that we live in a beautiful clean environment.  Things like ......don't throw your litter out the car window, don't throw your trash on the grown, and don't dump our garbage in the ocean.  You know the little things.  I'm all about reducing trash...after all if you read my post on taking the garbage off you would know that's not my favorite thing to do.  I try to use "green" cleaners so that chemicals so that I can "help" in that way. 

I also believe that  we should try to recycle things like plastic, aluminum, and card board.  And since the only place  in town that we can take the garbage makes you separate it, I do my part :).  I do think it is going a little far to ask me to become a vegetarian to reduce the carbon footprint of cows.   I think that all the save this species organizations is going too far (sometimes).  I mean if those people were around back in the day the dinosaurs were around we would still be hiding from the T-Rex!  That would be bad for us don't you think?  (again just kidding) And furthermore, I think global warming has been around since the ice age.  I could be wrong, but what caused the ice to melt in the first place?  I'm kinda glad it did.  It would suck to live on a frozen world.  That's just my take on it. (and before you go all crazy on me I did look at buying a hybrid car, but I couldn't justify the expense of it.  It was way more than my car, and only saved about 2 miles per gallon..and I don't use aerosol cans so I'm not all bad! :)

I do however think this....I am tired of picking up the garbage people throw out their window into my ditch.  Please stop.....and...to the girl that left a used one of these on the ground... they should haul you in and remove your uterus.  You should never be allowed to procreate, you are a disgrace to your race, your gender and your mother!  Thank you very much. To all the people that throw these dirty little things on the ground, they should make you stand at the gate of the recycle center and go through the "kitchen garbage" and pull out all the aluminum cans and plastics that people don't separate until you learn to live clean.  Some people are just nasty, and if they choose to live that way we should be able to give them a job in a place that would suit their living choices, and the garbage pile would be that place!


Thanks for listening to my rant!   Have a great Thursday!

I'm sorry I have to keep reposting this, something is wrong here and when I hit the space bar it posts! (WTH blogger?)  LOL  Have a great Thursday!

And the Winner is!

Finally this give away has come to an end!  I'm glad that I hosted this myself, because I had a lot to learn about give aways.  Like, I should have said that you would get so many entries for everything that you did.  I should have ended announced it on Monday, and ended it on Monday!  You know little things like that. 

So here is how I did the entries,  I took the names of all the blog followers, gave each person that commented an extra entry, you got another entry for liking me on facebook etc.  So without further ado with the number generator at Random.org the winner is............Yeve Eeffoc from Lovin & Livin.  You can email me your information at thesmiplelife at yahoo dot com and I will mail this out ASAP!

Thank you all for joining my giveaway.  I hope to offer more in the future.  Maybe when I get to 100 followers!

sorry ignore that post.

I meant to wait until the 6th to pick the winner, and got a little confused with my dates!

If you saw that last post, please ignore it I will be picking the winner tomorrow night!

I believe I can Fly!

I posted a while back about the Flylady and learning to fly again.  FLY stands for Finally Loving Yourself.  Well she sends you daily chores to do, along with a short routine to keep your house from CHAOS.  (Can't have anyone over syndrome).  Well my house is CHAOS no more!  It feels great!

With that being said, it's not spotless either.  However I don't make people stand at the back door and talk anymore!  I can actually invite you in and not feel the need to apologize for the mess!  Flylady has some great products and ideas for making cleaning easier, and faster! 

One of those ideas is in the bathroom!  I hate cleaning the bathroom, but if you keep a cleaner near by, and a scrub brush handy, then every morning spray the toilet, swish the brush and you are done!  After you finish your make up take a rag, wipe down the counter and your bathroom is clean! (mostly clean anyway)  every Monday you spend an hour (yes just one hour) "blessing" your home, that's when you vacuum, sweep & mop.  It's awesome!

If you want some cleaning tips, just visit the Flylady! Where everything is PURPLE!

It's that time again & Tuesday's Weigh in!

It's that time again, school time that is.  I am heading out today to purchase new school uniforms, because of course he out grew everything, and what he didn't out grow....let's just say I got my money's worth out of 'em!

I am heading out to Old Navy, the main reason I go there is not convenience.  It's 45 miles away. I go there because of the quality of the clothes, for the price of the clothes.  I really love their pants, and so does Cam.  I used to buy pants where ever they were on sale and not concern myself with the name brand.  Then I noticed that several pair would hang in the closet and not get worn, but he would wear the "dirty" pair of Old Navy pants, instead of grabbing the clean pair of what ever was hanging.  The shirts lasted longer too.  I bought him 4 shirts before school started from Old Navy and then bought 2 more a few weeks later from another store.  The 4 Old Navy shirts still look good, the other two looked dull and worn after the 2nd wash. 

Where do you like to buy the school uniforms?

I also wanted to touch base about my dad's weight loss.  I have to be honest, I've not been doing so well following the plan.  I've been really lazy but today I'm starting again!

My dad on the other hand is doing great! We went to weigh in last night and he is a whopping 67 pounds lighter!  WOW can you believe that?

Here is his before picture:

Picture from last night!

67 pounds makes a lot of difference!   Did you know that for every one pound of weight that you loose you take 4 pounds of pressure off your knees?  That's 268 pounds of pressure off his knees, no wonder he walks better!

Take care, and have a greatWednesday!

But I didn't do it!

On Saturday morning I went out to do the "Good Wife" thing and mow the lawn.  The hubby had to work on Saturday morning so he wasn't going to be home until really late Saturday night.  I went outside, started the riding mower, drove over to the "starting point" and engaged the blades.  The only problem was the blades didn't engage. 

I started going over what I did...I started the lawnmower, I drove it over, I pulled the lever to engage.  Same thing I do every time.  I jumped off the lawnmower (and cut it off) and reached under the deck and turned the blades to make sure nothing was jammed. They turned, so I got back onto the lawnmower and tried it all over again.  Turn the key, engage the blades.....nothing.  (they say insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting the same results..guess I'm insane because I did this 3 or 4 times) 

I called the hubby, "The lawnmower is broke"
"What did you do?"
"Nothing, I promise, I did nothing, the blades just wont turn, I don't know why"
"Are you sure you are pulling the knob for the blade and not the knob for the choke?"
"I've been cutting the grass for a 3 weeks, I know which knob to pull, it's broke"

When he finally got home, we realized that the belt on the blades were off track.  He spent most of Sunday afternoon working on the blades, and telling Cam that he just didn't understand how the belt just jumped off the track.  Cam is a literal kind of kid, if you can't explain something then you MUST make your best guess or he will drive you nuts.  Wes' best guess was that "I" must have done it.  "I didnt' do anything!"

Wes' explanation:
"I think that mommy engaged the blades before she turned the throttle up"
me:
"What's the throttle"
Wes
"It's the throttle"
Me"
"Is that the lever with the turtle at the bottom and the rabbit at the top?"
Wes
"Yep"
Me
"Was it supposed to be at the rabbit when I engaged the blades"
Wes
"Yep"
Me
"Babe,   um...I broke the lawnmower"

There goes my hall of fame award....oh well.

***He did fix the lawnmower***

2 Blog Awards!

WOW, can you believe that I was just awarded not one but TWO blog awards?  I'm so excited!   Jinnia was sweet enough to pass these two onto me and I must say that is a lovely way to start out my weekend!  Thank you so much Jinnia!  Make sure you head over to Jinnia's blog and check her out!

The way this award works is you must:
a) Thank the person who gave you this award
b) Tell 7 things about yourself
c) nominate 15 newly discovered blogs to share this award!

7 things you may not know about me:

1. I have ugly feet!  It's true!  Anyone who has ever worn a pair of pointe shoes can understand why my feet are so ugly!  Just ask Rachel or Stacy!  ;o)  sorry ladies but you know!

2.  My mom is by BEST FRIEND!  She's new to blogging, as of yesterday, so run on over and give her some love or some blogging advice!  She only has one post, so you dont' even have to look around much!  LOL

3.  I have milked a cow.  It's true, I have just once and let me tell you they make it look much easier on TV.  Milking me was easier than milking the cow! (When I was nursing that is)

4. I am having an affair with Wal-Mart.  I figure it must be true  I give more of my money to Wal-Mart than I do my husband, I spend more time at Wal-Mart than I do with my husband, and I look forward to going there - so that must equal an affair right?

5. I was an insurance sales person.  Well not anymore but I was once, that means that I was that annoying person that called you during your meal time and would try not to let you off the phone.  :o)  sorry if you were one of my victims.

6.  I'm not a good telemarketer -  that's why I WAS an insurance sales person!

7.  I cried so much during We Are Marshall I had a migraine when it was over, and I refuse to watch it again.  Every time I hear them chant "WE ARE" "MARSHALL"  I start tearing up again!


New blogs that I've found and look forward to reading more from:

1. http://paintsplotches.blogspot.com/
2. http://www.southernbellesimple.com/
3. http://mommygator22.blogspot.com/
4. http://motherhoodthetruth.blogspot.com/
5. http://heathersviewfromtheshoe.blogspot.com/
6. http://vandylandmommy.blogspot.com/
7. http://whathappensatnaptime.blogspot.com/
8. http://www.bethszimmerman.com/
9. http://mommyhoodnextright.blogspot.com/
10 http://skootsonemom.blogspot.com/
11. http://noturavgmom.blogspot.com/
12. http://babblingsofamommy.blogspot.com/
13. http://destinationlife-amy.blogspot.com/
14. http://lindseyatlovinmylife.blogspot.com/
15. http://mommyinbetween.blogspot.com/


Award #2

1. http://mommyinbetween.blogspot.com/
2. http://vandylandmommy.blogspot.com/



Don't forget to enter my giveaway!

Blog Makeover, a Give Away & New Friend Friday~!

As you see my blog has changed a little. On Tuesday I was trying to view the post that I was working on, and do you know what I saw? A very ugly blog! I was shocked! Actually I was a little confused, so I clicked on over to The Cutest Blog On The Block and found out that the background I was using was GONE!!!!!!!


So this is the only header that I could find that was still "happy" looking and summery and country all in one. I really liked the weathered wooden fence look, but this is my new look. Until I learn to design my own or until I win that giveaway that Amber has going on right now and get myself a FREE BLOG MAKEOVER(it ends on the 31st so if you are interested in entering you should head on over)! That's what I need! A FREE blog make over!
But before you head over to Amber's make sure that you enter my giveaway!






This Friday I have decided to enter a new blog hop - :

The Girl Creative and The Trendy Treehouse have officially teamed up to co-host New Friend Fridays! Each week you will have the chance to add a link to your main blog to the ever growing list below. New Friend Fridays is a fun blog hop where it's all about making new bloggy friends and offering meaningful comment support to other bloggers. Whether you add your link to the list at The Girl Creative or The Trendy Treehouse it's all just one great big list.





The Rules are Simple:



Add a link to your main blog

Visit the blog of the person whose name is above and below your name in the list and leave a meaningful comment on their blog.

Visit as many blogs as you can and leave comments telling them you are visiting from New Friend Fridays at The Girl Creative or The Trendy Treehouse.

There is no obligation and no pressure to follow everyone who follows you. Please just follow the blogs that are of interest to you. :)

Family Friendly Blogs ONLY please. Explicit sites will be removed.





****I'm still having some troubles with the new layout - if you want to leave a comment you must click on the blog title...I am working to fix this****

My First Giveaway!

I was waiting until I got 50 followers, but I seem to be stuck at 41.  I still want to do a give away, and I am not the most patient person in the world.  So since this seems to be my desire for several weeks now and I can't shake the urge to do it, I'm just going to post this give away and hope for the best :)

Why I chose this product:

I truly believe that everyone (with that I mean every woman) deserves some me time and pampering. I don't have a lot of time to myself and one of the few things that I use to pamper myself is Mary Kay's Satin Hands.  I just love this stuff!  I perosnally have "old" looking hands.  They are dry and rough, and they have lots of lines.  I use this and my hands seriously feel like Satin!  They are so soft and it smells good to!  So my first give away will be this:

I was a dance teacher and I taught pointe.  Being on my feet like that in dance shoes made my feet dry and ugly!  I use this on my feet too!  LOVE IT! Because I love this stuff so much I want to share it with you!

Here are the rules:
1. You must be a public follower of my blog
2. You must "Like" me on Facebook (it's a new page)
3. Blog about my give away and leave me the link so I can find it!
4. And you need to leave a comment here to let me know you want to be entered!

That's pretty simple.

This give away will end on August 6th.

Trash talk

Yesterday I posted about being a good wife.  I'm really trying here, you know what I mean?  I was a single mother for a while, so it's not like I don't have experience taking off the garbage and cutting the grass.  Well I do.  I cut my own grass with a push mower for several years, but I never really took the trash off - I bagged it, and had it ready for my mom's workers to take off for me.

Last weekend (that would not be the one that just ended, the one before that) I told my husband, not to take the trash, let's spend some time together, go to the river hang out.  I will take the trash off after he's gone to work during the week.  (remember he got a new job).  ANYWAY... when I went to get the lawnmower out on Friday I was pretty sure that something had died in my back yard. 

Oh the smell..... getting cat back here

Well the hubby wasn't very happy about that, but I assured him that I would take it off on Monday (yesterday) let's not deal with it, since he's only home on Saturday and Sunday.  So when I got off work on Monday I borrowed my dad's truck and loaded up the garbage before the CSI came over to look for a body or something like I had promised.  I guess right here I should tell you that I did start to take the garbage off...well I cleaned out the refrigerator planning on taking the garbage off.  I just got side tracked with something else, and forgot. 

Back to the trash talk:  So I went to take the garbage out yesterday after work and let me tell you how nasty it was.  Actually I'm not gonna tell you how nasty it was.  Lets just say that the smell made me want to puke, and one of my cow feeding gloves went missing.  So with trash full of ants and other stuff (yuck) and the horrible smell and ONLY ONE GLOVE I went off to take the trash.  Evidently there is an art to packing the trash in a truck, because I had to stop not once, not twice, but three times to pick up trash that blew out of the truck.  A pizza box, a box that the COKE's came in, and a Gatoraide box.  I thought I had them all secure, but evidently not.

And again I got whistles and shout outs but no help!!!!  Is chivalry a thing of the past? Come on now men help a girl out!

I bet you  if I still looked like this I'd of gotten some help!:

this is 6 years and 30 pounds ago!

I think that dealing with ants, maggots and trash should shoot me right up there to the GOOD WIFE HALL OF FAME even with out finishing off the grass! If there is a Good wife hall of fame.  (I seriously doubt it though).

I did learn a good lesson, I will be taking the trash off every couple of days and I will never again clean out the refrigerator unless I'm taking the trash off immediately!

The Good Wife

Since the hubby is gone during the week and works on "side jobs" on Saturday mornings, I try to have the outside work done before he gets home on Friday nights.  If I get this done he has more time with us and less time working.  I'm not one of those ladies that can't cut grass or take off the garbage.  I don't see this as his work or my work. I am fully capable of cutting the grass.  With that being said, you should know that although we live in a small house, our yard is very large.  Before we were married I only had a push mower and I pushed this yard myself for several years.  When Wes moved in, he bought a riding mower and quite honestly it has made cutting the grass much easier than I remember :). 

However the ditch is still a pain in the butt.  It is really deep so you can't just use the riding mower, you have to push it. 

Not to mention, I'm really scared of a riding mower.  Doesn't that sound crazy?  I am, I can just see it turning over on me and while I am lying there hurt who is gonna take care of Cam?  I know he is almost 12, but still it scares me.  (He doesn't even need anyone to "take care" of him anymore!)  Still, the riding mower scares me.  So I cut the whole yard with the riding mower and when I got to the ditch I pulled out the push mower that I got used 11 years ago.  Yes that it's probably the first model of gas mowers ever! 

I think it's harder now because I am older, fatter the ditch must be deeper than it was 11 years ago, but let me tell you how hard it was!  I seriously thought I was going to fall into the ditch gasping for air and dying of a heat stroke  to fall out from the manual labor heat.  While working myself to a good stinky sweat these men kept riding by the house yelling things like "hey baby" and just whistling in general. 

While I was thinking to myself I still got it it would be nice if instead of whistling out the window you would stop and help a lady out!  I worked hard on the yard and the ditch, but unfortunately I got a little over heated and slid down the ditch with a push mower that doesn't cut off if you let go of the handle.  That scared the crap out of me!  So I quit a little more than half way through the ditch and left it for the hubby.  Does that make me a slacker?  I dont' think so.  I think that it still makes me a good wife, instead of having to spend a couple of hours on the yard he had to spend 20 minutes on the yard, and we went to Home Depot for some Round up - no more ditch mowing for me!  Yeah!

Hope you all had a great weekend - and are ready for a wonderful week!

5 Years Ago Today

On this day 5 years ago I was so tired I could hardly walk because I had stayed up all night in the waiting room of the hospital waiting on you.  Cam tried to sleep in a chair, but he was so excited that he couldn't sleep either. Every time a baby would roll pass the waiting room our whole crowd would run to the door trying to get a peek.  The nurses would roll their eyes and say, she's still in labor we will tell you when the baby's born.  We knew they were annoyed with us, but we didn't care, we loved you and you were not even here yet.

When we did finally get to see you it was only for a minute, but that minute was worth the hours of waiting!  You were such a beautiful little baby, so sweet and so tiny. How can a 5 pound 9 ounce baby steal your heart?

You are the only little girl born to the our clan, the last baby born to this group was 7 years old- your birth was a VERY BIG DEAL!

You steal our hears with every giggle, every word and every twirl.

The adults are not the only ones crazy about you.  Your smile lights up the room and you light up our lives!

You bring joy to our hearts in ways that you will never know!

We love you so much, and we are so glad to celebrate this day with you!

Happy Birthday!

True Story Tuesday!

Today is True Story Tuesday, and of course I am late posting!  If you want to read up on some true stories link up with Rachel & Mr. Daddy!


Last week I think I told you all that my husband found a job working out of town. He is staying away during the week and returning home on the weekends.  It's not that far, only about an hour or so away, but still when you are accustomed to having your honey home, it's a big change.  When he is away we are all a little on edge.  Cam stays home during the day, by little brother lives next door and the Drug Enforcement Division of the local Police Department is across the street, so there isn't much to worry about.  Add to those factors one large rottweiler and he's pretty safe.  My mom's office is also 2 doors down.

Anyway, when my hubby is out of town the rottweiler is quite aggressive, so we don't worry about anyone coming up in our yard.  When Cam is home alone he often brings the dog inside as he did on Tuesday of last week.  He was in the laundry room (because I make he do laundry while he is home alone - I'm mean like that) putting clothes in the dryer a car pulled into our yard, and stopped behind our house.  So Cam grabbed his phone and called me.  This is a re-cap of our conversation:
Cam: Mommy - two people just pulled up in our yard.  they are driving a white 90's model Honda,  there is a black man and a black woman. 

Me: Okay - I'll call Memaw and have her run down there.

Cam: Mommy they are fighting in the car.  I'm scared

Me: (phone's in both ears - one has my mom - the other has Cam) Mom - go to the house someone is in our yard. Cam is scared  - Cam memaw is on the way

Cam: they are leaving - oh wait - the police is pulling in and making them stop

Me: okay - well everything is fine - Memaw will be right there

Cam: Mommy he is pulling his gun - I'm really scared, I don't want to be here anymore- please come get me - he has his gun, the guy in the Honda is out of the car

Me: I'm on the way!  Gotta go Benji (my boss)

When I got home, the Drug Enforcement Officer had his gun drawn on the guy in the car.  And my drive way was blocked.  My mom had Cameron in her car and was trying to watch the commotion without being noticed.

Before going out of town, my hubby asked the officers to watch out for my house - glad they did!