
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Going Private ASAP

Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Power of Prayer
Saturday, February 21, 2009
A Reunion with dear friends
Lisa brought her oldest daughter Allison. Adelle has absolutely fallen in love with her. She keeps asking when they can have a play date and has informed us that she is her new best friend!
Hopefully we will be able to have a lot more get togethers. I don't want years to pass by again without seeing these wonderful, dear friends! I am so glad I found them.
Sunflower Seeds
Family Exercise Night
Adelle doesn't like dancing on a dance mat. Instead she makes up her own crazy dances and poses. She always has to wear some sort of special dress. I love this picture of her mid air! She probably gets more of a work out than the rest of us.
Exercise is such a fun way for us to laugh and to work out the stress that we have felt during the day. It is a fun way to spend time together.
Our stay at Seasons at the Ritter Mansion
It was good that we went to dinner early because I don't think we would have been able to get in anywhere without a reservation later in the evening. Wes ordered steak and crab. He remarked that he just can't turn down a chance to have crab. I ordered a seafood pasta. The Iron Gate Grill has a great little salad bar to start with and these yummy little bread rolls that come before dinner. I especially liked the potato au gratin and bacon soup. Yummy. Wes' entree was delicious! I know because I ended up eating half of his large steak. It was so juicy and flavorful. My pasta tasted good at first, but it was just so heavy with it's cream sauce and the crab filled pasta was just to thick. That is the best way I can describe it. It ended up upsetting my stomach so Wes was sweet and shared his dinner and I enjoyed going to the salad bar again. Wes wins again with the entree choice. That is twice in a row for him.
After dinner we checked into the bed and breakfast. It is an old fashioned mansion that has been around for a long time. It is reasonably priced compared to other bed and breakfasts.
The bathroom was large, but the jetted tub, was well let's just say it was moderately sized. Oh well, I guess you can't have everything you want.
The mansion even has it's own little ballroom. When we got to the mansion the staff was busy cleaning up the room from a wedding that had taken place earlier in the day. It would be an absolutely beautiful place to have a reception. I was tempted to sneak down to the ballroom and dance with Wes.
I ate every bit of my breakfast. I even outdid Wes. I guess you just need to splurge once in a while.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Seeing Red!! Oh what did I do?
Anywho, I check out, head home and announce to my husband that I will be locking myself in the bathroom for the next 30 minutes. He looks super alarmed and demands to know what I am doing. I casually remark that I am dying my hair red. He looks..well..dismayed. "I like you just the way you are". I bring up that years ago he loved it when I dyed my hair red. He says well that was seven years ago. He then proceeds to say that it is my hair and I can do whatever I want with it. He also remarks that I shouldn't try to change my appearance to please him.
Well I still decide to dye my hair thinking "he'll love it and I'll love it". I go through the painstaking process of putting goopy die all through my hair. I am wiping up little spills as necessary in my stark white bathroom. I head into the shower to rinse it out and to condition. I come out put my hair in a towel and proceed to head to the bedroom for the blow dry. I sit there blow drying my hair wondering what color it is going to turn when it is completely dry. I look in the mirror for the "moment of truth". It is very Red. Darker than I expected, but I think to myself "it is pretty". Red has always brought out a nice color in my complexion. I go to put my pink shirt back on. "Nope! That won't work". Pink is now out of the wardrobe, if I ever had any sort of wardrobe to begin with. The color completely clashes with my hair now.
Now I know that hair dye fades quite a bit. I used a semi-permanent dye as well so I know it will probably fade even quicker, but right now here it is surrounding my face just as stark as can be.
So I timidly go downstairs and open the door for Wes' reaction. He gets a look on his face that I can't quite explain. He says he likes it, but his expression isn't matching those words. Honestly, I think he misses my hair. Drat! Why can't I leave well enough alone! Maybe we'll get used to it? Oh and the girls keep looking at me and Lydia said "I wonder what you would look like in the sun". I just said "bright".
Anyway, here are a few pictures for your viewing pleasure.


