Good News, Bad News

I haven't blogged since Saturday! I have enjoyed reading other people's posts, but I just didn't have much to say I guess.

Some good things about this week:
My parents celebrated their 34 wedding anniversary! It was more meaningful this year for them since we almost lost my dad in January. He is doing so much better. I am thrilled about this! They married on March 29, 1975. My mom said it snowed. Remember how cold it was last weekend. In some places in Arkansas it snowed. When they got married she immediately became a step mom to 3 children. One was high school aged (Rhonda), one was junior high aged (Jim), and one was 6 years old (Blake). My mom was a school teacher in Little Rock. When Blake was in Kindergarten his classroom and her first grade classroom were beside each other. He would come by and talk with her a lot. She said he was so cute. He had a head full of blond hair and no teeth. He introduced her to my dad. He just new is his dad would love this teacher. They did fall in love. Thanks Blake! Rewind several years. When my mom was a student observer, before student teaching, the teacher she was assigned to had a young student in her class named Jim. You guessed it. Our Jim. He was 10 or 11 years old. Jim was one of the brightest students in the class. My mom was assigned to tutor the students who were struggling with their reading. All of a sudden Jim's grades dropped. He wanted my mom to tutor him in reading. He thought she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. You can't image his surprise when years later his dad married this woman. My mom never tried to take their mother's place. They had a mom. She was their stepmother, but you would never know it because she loved them so much. Then I came along and it was gross for their dad to have a baby when they were high school aged. Blake was mad because I wasn't a boy. Of course everyone got over it. LOL! They all get her gifts for Mother's Day and her birthday. Happy Anniversary you guys!

I have had a wonderful week. It was long, but good. I got MK to daycare and myself to work on time all week. She was such a big girl! I walked her to the door of her school and she told me that she would see me in the afternoon. Walked in by herself and waved goodbye. What a big girl! We have played princess and castles all week when we get home from school. She calls herself the princess and I am the queen. She called me "Your Highness" one day. It was hard not to laugh. She was serious. I was glad I was finally getting some respect at my house. LOL. Then when my parents came over to visit her, she assigned them titles. My dad was "the king" , my mom was "the queen" , and I was "the wee-atch" (witch)then. Not the kind that flies, but the kind that walks she said. I laughed so hard I cried. She does have a black hat that looks like a witches hat I guess. I got demoted.

My sister, Rhonda, is coming in June to visit. She lives in Alaska. So we don't get to see her as much as we would like to. We are going to Gulf Shores in July. We haven't had a vacation in I can't tell you when. I am so excited about this. We are taking our little family and both sets of parents with us. We can't wait for our road trip.


Bad News
Blake's wife Louise e-mailed to tell me that she had been in a car wreck and it totaled her car. The baby (19 months) old was in the car, too. Neither one was hurt. Louise was very shaken up. As I am sure you can understand why. It brought back emotions in me that I thought were buried too. I have grieved all over again for Blake. I am so glad that they are both okay. A death of a sibling is really hard. It doesn't seem the natural order for things.


I hope you have a wonderful weekend! Anyone have any fun weekend plans?