Light a Candle, Say a Prayer

For everyone who checks in on this blog...please light a candle, say a prayer. I suppose it is the old Catholicism in me that believes candles and prayers go together.
My sweet man, the heart of my soul has two spots that lit up in his PET scan. One under the arm that was involved before and one near his tail bone.
Please, yet again, though I have asked so many times and been so greatly rewarded...please pray for him, for us.

Home Again!

I can't believe how much I missed my own bed. The floor turned out beautiful. We started moving the furniture back in yesterday morning. Thank goodness!

This Poor House!

Progress is gooooooood!

This is one of the areas that Gary and I completed Saturday... which the rest of the house would have taken me the rest of my natural born life!

There was so much water damage, all of the downstairs flooring was taken up. We went by today to check on things...wow! Can't wait to move back home.

Thank goodness the people we hired are much faster than Gary and I. They will start laying the new floor either tonight or tomorrow (yeeeeeaaah).

Here We Go Again!

Pictures to follow...

Talk about romantic?!? Honestly, I am reminded of the days of having to brush my teeth while leaning over the bathtub (8 months pregnant)...because we were remodeling- those were the houses in Washington.
Actually, 8 months pregnant the 2nd time, my bathroom was torn out here in CA. Huh. Definitely not pregnant, although my husband and I spent Valentine's day tearing out the hardwood floors in the kitchen and breakfast room. When I told him I didn't want anything for Valentine's day, I didn't realize I would be relegating myself to that type of hard labor. By the way, the bathroom is gone again- downstairs.
It wasn't long until we figured it was best to get someone in to do it for us. So today, the guys we hired came in and tore out all of the flooring downstairs...that easy!

Riding on Top of the World

Cam is now in the same school I went to in the 6th grade. He is becoming more and more independent. Watching him ride his bike through the twisty narrow steep roads makes me realize what a grown up young man he is becoming. Gosh, I even get a cool ring tone in his phone when I call him.

lovin that man of mine

huh,

every now and then, I take a moment to think all about the incredible man I married. The timing seems right with Valentine's day upon us.

Another check up, more great news...

I get to keep on Lovin that man of mine...life is grand!