Challenges

Did you know that no matter how HARD you try or how hard you think you are trying, that everything is not that easy? I doesn't matter if you think you are doing the right things and trying to do the right things, there is always going to be things that get in the way and side track you and make you think it is ok when deep down, you know that it is not. I guess that is when I need to sit back and remember all that has been given to me and to everyone else and be grateful for the freedom of choice that I have and also the ability to recognize the stupid things that I do and change them and learn from them. I need to remember the beauty that God has given us here on the earth and remember His statement of He never said it would be easy, but He did say it would be worth it.

Missing from home!

One of the things I miss the most from back home is my best friends puppy. Well ok, when I lived at her place, she has 5 horses, one which was at her moms and the rest at her place, and 4 dogs. One that neither of us owned, he just inherited us one day. But, having moved here to the big city and into an apartment, I miss having the wide open spaces and the animals. So, I decided that I wanted a puppy of my own. So here is the father when he was a baby. He was and is so cute. I went with them when Candice bought him and he fit right in. While I was in Colville, he lived with me while Candice was somewhere else and we had such a great time. I miss all the animals. Who would have known that all animals have their own little personalities. Even her horses have senses of humor. I miss the baby, now named junior cause he looks just like his mama, had a funny personality. I miss him following me around while I was in the pasture and laying his head on my shoulder while I was trying to fix the fence. He was so funny. I'd smack him to get him from knocking me over and he'd keep trying.

So, in a couple of weeks I am having one of McCoy's puppy's flown down here. He is a pure bred mini Australian Sheppard (and yes, I flunked spelling) and Candice bred him with a jack russell. I am so excited. The animals have been my kids and sometimes, I think they want more than kids. But the one big difference.... They can't talk back. I am sure they try, but for some reason, I just don't have to listen.!!! :)

Eplanation to the title

I thought maybe I would explain why I am called "Shortbus" Most of you know what that

stands for right? Well if you don't think of this quote "Mom says I ride the shortbus cause I'm Special!" Now, there are a lot of different ways that can be taken, but don't think to hard on it and take it the way it sounds. I used to drive for DHL Express. Notice the picture and the color. Well, when I was getting ready to move to Colville, I was driving back and forth from Spokane to there doing that route. So, I drove a bright yellow Chevy Astro Van. The guys in Colville started calling me shortbus, one because I was wearing yellow, two the van, and three, I have a tendency to act a little retarded. No I take that back, I have a tendency to act a lot retarded. (and please don't anyone take that the wrong way, I am not trying to be mean to anyone.) that is the way I am. I love to laugh and have a good time and sometimes, well more often than not, I need to be on the short bus, getting kept from licking the windows. Ask my best friend, she will back me up. Or just confirm that I am telling the truth. SO when my brother went to Hawaii, he calls me and says, I found something for you in Hawaii. I thought cool, then he said it has nothing to do with Hawaii. He sent me a key chain that says "Mom says I ride the shortbus cause I'm Special." What are families for.

Moving

Somtimes family is the best thing to have. Well, I might think that, but I am sure my younger brother could use some time away.

Reed, 26, is the baby of the family and since he didn't have a "real" job at the time, I convinced him it would be tons of fun to drive cross the country in February. I am so funny. I knew that once we got through Washington, Idaho, Montana, Utah, and the corner of Colorado and into New Mexico, we would be set to go. But, boy did I not ever think about the stress that I would feel knowing that someone else was driving my truck with all of my stuff in a trailer behind us. But I have to say, he did a fine job. And he didn't do all the driving. And I was right, once we made it into New Mexico, ok, the day after we made it to New Mexico, things were fine.

I will have to say, if I ever move again, it better be close or I am hiring someone to do it all and flying. Talk about having a sore butt for a few days.

I think I learned something though. I learned that God wanted us to make it here safetly and if you ask Him, He will be there to help. We had relatively good roads the whole way down and made good time.

Merry Christmas to me

Thought maybe I would post about my fine Christmas present. It will help to understand a little about why I am in Houston and not in Washington state. Things had been getting a little tense at work. So, on Friday the 21st of December, I quit my job. Then on Saturday the 22nd, I was in a little accident.

Now when I say "little" there is a huge amount of sarcasm in that statement.

I was headed east and the kid in front of me decided to hit his brakes. I don't blame him, but I sometimes wonder what the outcome would be if he hadn't don't that. Anyway, on the side of the road two FINE Washington State Patrol officers were parked. Yup you guessed it. I totalled all three.. Now does this have any reason as to why I left the state. Well...... no just kidding. No it didn't. But I do think it slapped me back into reality a little bit. I had two others in my truck and one of the officers was in his car. We all lived with minor injuries and for that I am grateful. So, I guess you could say that in a way Christmas this year was good and bad for me.

But with all this, I am still smilin'!!!