"That's What I Love About Sundays..."

An old friend of the family is visiting; Mr. Paul.
We are so happy to have him!
Sunday comes.
Mr. Paul shares his testimony and we pray for a dear friend of his, Steve, who is in the hospital.
Church ends.
A family of four unexpectantly comes to lunch.
Easy enough.
Cook another pot of rice, water the gravy a bit...presto! ;)
A biejita (old woman) stops by because she knows the "guests".
Invite her for lunch, of course.
Easy enough.
Just one more plate.
Then Alex stops by.
Easy enough????
Well, Alex is always welcome to lunch.
One more plate.
The "biejita" has a sore on her arm.
I look at it.
Red and swollen, oozing some pus.
Probably a moskito bite that she scratched and it is now slightly infected.
While scrubbing it, I discover a 3\4 inch long thorn.
It had festered.
She didn't even know it was in there!
Alex has an ingrown toenail.
Using the dremel tool, I "file" it down and then pry at it a bit.
Le duele muchisimo. Pobresito. Pues hecho alcohol. :P
Then, a tragic phone call for Mr. Paul.
Mr. Steve died at 6am this morning.
New reservations are made.
Mr. Paul flies out this evening.
Midnight.
We put our trust in God.
Trust.
We can't see the good behind the evil; the sun behind the clouds...but we still trust Him.
Church tonight.
Got to get ready.
One must be prepared for anything.
Never a dull moment around here.

Ode To An Essay

I hate you,
I abhor you.
When finished, I adore you.

I procrastinate,
Until the due date.
My hard work they appreciate! ;)

My pencil is dull,
My schedule is full
And my poor brain's in a lull.

I never get farther
Than a page and a quarter
So here I'll
End.

sorry!

I've have neglected me blog, me facebook, me emailing, me friends..everything computer\internet oriented!! Have been a weetle bit busy, but will try to update everybody on everyting ASAIC (As Soon As I Can)!! Just hold on a weetle while longer while I try to catch up! :)
Thanks,
ME!!

True Grit

And no, I don't mean cowboys.
No, not the US Army either.
Morticians are who I am refering to.
They deserve our respect.
They deserve a hats off.

They deserve a moment of silence with our hands on our hearts.

They deserve a hot bath and Tajadas for supper with their best friend and colleague... rain drumming on the roof above their heads... clean, fresh air to breathe in and relish...a cat-nap on the sofa...a good book to curl up with beneath a soft blanket...a fresh glass of creamy milk...a soft bed to rest in...

and Tylenol.

(((Let's hear it for morticians!!!!)))

that's not summer's rose, but Sommer's Rose. As in, Sommers and Rose.

God Made A Wonderful Mother

God made a wonderful mother,

A mother who never grows old;

He made her smile of the sunshine,

And He moulded her heart of pure gold;

In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,

In her cheeks fair roses you see;

God made a wonderful mother,

And He gave that dear mother to me.

And as time goes by I know

That her outward beauty will fade,

But the love I have for my mother

Will only grow stronger, day by day.

My Kiddos :)

I know these aren't in any kind of order,
but I wanted to post them while I had time! :)

~Mi lil' Amado *grins*
cute, ain't he?~

~ Roberto~

~Diego, my ADD child~

~Kensy~

~Isis~

~If you're a bad boy, you're put on RED!~

~Heidy~

~Roberto~

~Alejandra--lil miss popular~

~Cesar~

~Monica~

~Diego~

~Monica~

~Kensy~

~Danean--the girl's man~