My kids would gasp that their mother is enterting into cyperspace writing a blog. Beware I don't know what I'm doing. I'm the last of the hold-outs. Why do you think I'm the Texan Maverick.
I can't believe it I actually got our c-mas cards down. George(pic on email@example.com on Flickr,you can see him) We started it on Oct. Our camera is broke,so Jan brought her camera out with her. Then the computor died for over 2 weeks. Then Allen decided he didn't like how the crop job went. So we bought a d/able camera.I had to be the one in the picture not Allen I don't take good pic's anymore. The 3rd time I had to wash my hair.curl it.( I had been sick, energy is a problem for me in the winter),put make-on and change my clothes. I sat in my recliner so both dogs could get into my lap. I slap my thigh and George flies into the cage. He stayed thereALL NIGHT!!!! man was I ticked off, here I'm with all this makeup on,and no picture.
The orginal idea a year ago was doing cards w/the caption Santa Paws Both dogs are from Animal Rescue League here in El Paso and are my lap buddies.
I don't really like my pose,but George is so hard to get a good pic. of Anyway I'm surprised Allen helped me wrap it up last night. I had him tape in the pic's w/ Scotch tape. He's a stictker for detail. Besides he get them tape into the frames the right direction. Plus he he even licked the envelopes.I did address them all. I was having to get the glue @the last minute out since I forgot to glue the inside greetings that I had made. S/how my brain forgot I was supposed to use these special M/C-mas greetings that I had stamped and embossed. I even talked Allen into a trip out to get special embossing powder and a special pad for detailed stamps. I had made up a pile of them because of the delay in the Santa Paws cards they were being used up
Now if I can make it out to eat@ Furrs with Allen this year,I'll be happy. Last year I was plowed into my recliner w/unknown heart problems. A heart doc let my b.p. go up every night to160/100 for 3 weeks. Dr.Q, my lung doc saved my life. I'm now on O-2 24 hrs. because of this He also found I have sleep apnea .My O-2 levels @ night drooped down to 84 which is low. I feel alot of gratitude to the Lord for this extra year. He watched over when all the doc's messed up.
I didn't like the 3 trips to E.R.,the chest pain that feels like somebody is squeezing and stamping on your heart .I don't like Morphine it blew me away,I lost all concept of time. I don't even know how I got upstairs on the heart floor from E.R.
On my frig I have posted a saying, BELIEVE,translated to me believe in the miracle of C-mas. Oh,Santa is coming out of the chimmney. I do believe in Santa and Jesus Christ B-day.
I didn't want to take the magic of Christmas away from my kids. I also want them to know the true meaning of Christmas which is the birth of the Savior. My kids are now adults, evidently I did my job juggling okay. They mentioned C-mas time as a time of family memmories not any presents they got etc.
Supper is calling. Glograbear