IT'S OFFICIAL...I'M A DBA!!
Yesterday I went to the town hall and registered my business! I am sooo psyched! I finally feel as if I am beginning to accomplish something with my SAHM time. I have know officially entered the WAHM world and am looking forward to it. I began a small co-op selling fabrics and sewing notions: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/lovinbundles .. I then acquired two domain names..1 for my overall business.. www.lovinbundles.com and one just for the diapers... www.picadilydiapers.com
The web pages are still a work in progress. I registered for my library card and took out web design and web page design books. I didn't realize just how comfusing a computer really is. It's a completely different language. Thank God for... Web Pages for Dummies or I truly would be lost!
Emmie is now 8 months old, she's pulling herself up to stand, she's talking and just soo active. Her personality is really starting to show through and she is just wondrerful. I am truly blessed to have such beautiful children. I love them all the same amount, but my love them all differently. Armando has a sense of humor, he's athletic and can design and build stuff out of lego that would blow your mind. Giovanni is my quiet scholar, nothing gets past him, he's right on que. Emmie, well, she's my lil angel. She's happy, she smiles and I just get lost in her eyes.
I'm out of time for now. I have to take the boys to the bus stop.
Keep Warm and God BLess!
Hoping that you have a Thanksgiving full of laughter,happiness and treasured family memories.
Love,
K
Thursday, November 09, 2006
True and Sad...
"Why is it that our children can't read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?". This was a quote from an email I received from a dear friend. It is a true and all so sad fact! Take the Bible out of school and the prisons are full, that's what they say! Children today just aren't taught right from wrong, the ten commandments, or salvation. For the most part, children today are without any sense of religion .. they are lost, wondering souls, trying to find their place in the world. And unfortunately many find the wrong path and go down a very sad road. Which becomes a vicious cycle.
I will get off of my soap box now. Not that I am preaching anything, but think about how our society and government has declined without morality, respect and just plain old humanity. If your not corrupt in one shape, way or form than politics is NOT the career for you.
I am very disturbed by the recent events (I am meaning in the last 5 years or so)in politics, especially since the political race for senate has been up and running. I know that the polls are closed now, but PLEASE people, can we at least show some sort of POSITIVE influence to the children? All of this mud-slinging and back stabbing.... get a LIFE! If you want to prove something to someone.. go build a shelter, donate $ to the local schools or library, redefine the child foster and adoptive programs, follow up on abuse, donate computers to schools, offer more funding to lower economic societies. Make a difference in the area in which you want to represent. Don't just start your mud slinging to make your self look good. Do something good, show us "the People" what you plan to do. Talk is talk.. walk the walk if you want to make a difference and prove that you are worthy to represent me as my voice to the top governement. Listen to "the People", Hear what we are saying. Our children are OUR future. Our children are YOUR future. If we leave them uneducated, homeless and without proper care in today's society then they will be Tomorrow's decline.
Okay... now that I've gotten my blood pressure to curdleing..and my soap box is begging for me to step down....I am ending this rant of mine to take care of my lil lady which is in dire need of some mommy love. Her top right tooth is cutting and my lil ladybug is MISERABLE.
Hugs to all.... (this is strictly my opinions and not meant to offend anyone...just take it with a grain of salt....... and love me anyway! :) )
"Why is it that our children can't read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?". This was a quote from an email I received from a dear friend. It is a true and all so sad fact! Take the Bible out of school and the prisons are full, that's what they say! Children today just aren't taught right from wrong, the ten commandments, or salvation. For the most part, children today are without any sense of religion .. they are lost, wondering souls, trying to find their place in the world. And unfortunately many find the wrong path and go down a very sad road. Which becomes a vicious cycle.
I will get off of my soap box now. Not that I am preaching anything, but think about how our society and government has declined without morality, respect and just plain old humanity. If your not corrupt in one shape, way or form than politics is NOT the career for you.
I am very disturbed by the recent events (I am meaning in the last 5 years or so)in politics, especially since the political race for senate has been up and running. I know that the polls are closed now, but PLEASE people, can we at least show some sort of POSITIVE influence to the children? All of this mud-slinging and back stabbing.... get a LIFE! If you want to prove something to someone.. go build a shelter, donate $ to the local schools or library, redefine the child foster and adoptive programs, follow up on abuse, donate computers to schools, offer more funding to lower economic societies. Make a difference in the area in which you want to represent. Don't just start your mud slinging to make your self look good. Do something good, show us "the People" what you plan to do. Talk is talk.. walk the walk if you want to make a difference and prove that you are worthy to represent me as my voice to the top governement. Listen to "the People", Hear what we are saying. Our children are OUR future. Our children are YOUR future. If we leave them uneducated, homeless and without proper care in today's society then they will be Tomorrow's decline.
Okay... now that I've gotten my blood pressure to curdleing..and my soap box is begging for me to step down....I am ending this rant of mine to take care of my lil lady which is in dire need of some mommy love. Her top right tooth is cutting and my lil ladybug is MISERABLE.
Hugs to all.... (this is strictly my opinions and not meant to offend anyone...just take it with a grain of salt....... and love me anyway! :) )
Friday, November 03, 2006
SAND & STONE :
TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING
THROUGH THE DESERT.
DURING SOME POINT OF THE
JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN
ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND
SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE
IN THE FACE.
THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED
WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT
SAYING ANYTHING,
WROTE IN THE SAND:
TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.
THEY KEPT ON WALKING,
UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS,
WHERE THEY DECIDED
TO TAKE A BATH
THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN
SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE
MIRE AND STARTED DROWNING,
BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.
AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM
THE NEAR DROWNING,
HE WROTE ON A STONE:
TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SAVED MY LIFE.
THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED
AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND
ASKED HIM, "AFTER I HURT YOU,
YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,
YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?"
THE FRIEND REPLIED
"WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US
WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN
IN SAND WHERE WINDS OF
FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.
BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES
SOMETHING GOOD FOR US,
WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE
WHERE NO WIND
CAN EVER ERASE IT."
LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN
THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR
BENEFITS IN STONE.
THEY SAY IT TAKES A
MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL
PERSON, AN HOUR TO
APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY
TO LOVE THEM, BUT THEN
AN ENTIRE LIFE
TO FORGET THEM.
Take time to live!!!
TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING
THROUGH THE DESERT.
DURING SOME POINT OF THE
JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN
ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND
SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE
IN THE FACE.
THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED
WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT
SAYING ANYTHING,
WROTE IN THE SAND:
TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.
THEY KEPT ON WALKING,
UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS,
WHERE THEY DECIDED
TO TAKE A BATH
THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN
SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE
MIRE AND STARTED DROWNING,
BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.
AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM
THE NEAR DROWNING,
HE WROTE ON A STONE:
TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SAVED MY LIFE.
THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED
AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND
ASKED HIM, "AFTER I HURT YOU,
YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,
YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?"
THE FRIEND REPLIED
"WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US
WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN
IN SAND WHERE WINDS OF
FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.
BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES
SOMETHING GOOD FOR US,
WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE
WHERE NO WIND
CAN EVER ERASE IT."
LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN
THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR
BENEFITS IN STONE.
THEY SAY IT TAKES A
MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL
PERSON, AN HOUR TO
APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY
TO LOVE THEM, BUT THEN
AN ENTIRE LIFE
TO FORGET THEM.
Take time to live!!!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
A "Spooktacular" Revelation
We have been in MA now for a little over a week and all I can say is .... I'm loving it thus far!
The boys first day of school went well.... we lost Armando for a time being, but found him in the cafeteria surrounded by a table full of girls eating breakfast..... by the time I found him I was sooo outraged and scared that all I could do was start laughing (outloud I might add) at the relief of finding him and looking at the situation from an outside point of view. I mean ...this was raw comedy at it's best.... "picture this"..here he is.. the only boy, at a table full of girls, his faced smeared with cream cheese and what looks like a drop of chocolate milk on his shirt and saying.."I'm eating breakfast with my friends"... this was his FIRST day of school!!!! Well, that's my Armando... the social butterfly.
Giovanni's first day of school was his 6th birthday and the teacher had a special treat for him.. all the children in his class made him a birthday folder... it really is something cute. All the children drew pictures of what they would like to wish Giovanni for his birthday. It was a great night time read! I also took in cupcakes to share with all of his classmates.
Emilia.... this little lady... well there isn't any stopping her! She is crawling, pulling herself up to a standing position and taking a few steps. She is teething her 3rd tooth, trust me.. this poor angel is really feeling it.. and is just leaving drool around the house like a snail leaves an ooze trail! Everything she touches goes into her mouth.. she is even trying to eat the dog's nose.. and NINI just stands there and lets her....
To get to my "Spooktacular" Revelation. The reason the post is called this is because of the revelation I had on Halloween. It isn't scary, twisted or even Spooky... I just liked the sound of it. Here's the story and my revelation:
Trick or treating began at 5:30. Armando wanted to wear his old Karate uniform, Giovanni was a lion and Emmi was a ladybug. We shuffled the kids out of the house.. down the street and found the first house decorated and with the outside lights on. First house... we proceed to ring the bell... trick or treat?... treat...yippee! It started out that it was just the 5 of us... then we heard what sounded like a whole village behind us... sure enough.. the approaching children started yelling to the boys and now we are engulfed in the "swarm"... the sounds of little footsteps ..."trick or treat" and giggles are all that is heard in the still air. The Moon is 3/4 full and the sky is slightly cloudy. Parents approach my husband and I and they introduce themselves and welcome us to the community. The parents are already familiar with my boys... "the new kids". We apparently are already famous!. One of the mothers asked.. "Have you been to the Dr and Mrs Whitman's house yet?" I replied no...she said you have to go..I replied, "we will, thanks"..so... as we continue to walk.. the parents swarmed.... walking slowly..all of the while the kids are running ahead..from house to house...it was then..that I had the complete feeling of "exhale-ing"..I turned to my husband..and put my arm around his shoulder while he is pushing our "ladybug" in the stroller.. and said "this is what people dream about"..."this is the american dream".. short of the white picket fence... this was the dream! Older looking colonial homes on a tree lined street, with neighbors and children outside playing... laughter in the air.... we caught it... it is in our grasp.... the vision that so many seek, so many long for, it is here for us now! vAt that moment.. sheer and utter peace! I haven't felt that content, (well not since March 17th anyway), that soulfull, that blessed, that at ease in quite a long time. The weeks of packing, of possibly being jobless, the moving, the traveling from state to state.. it really was taking a toll on my emotional and mental state w/o my real knowledge. But it was there.. at that moment.. on Halloween that I realized...Yes.. this is what life SHOULD be... this is what my life IS... this is what I will SAVOR..this is what I will remember......
And for one splitting moment.. I thought... But could this really be perfection? am I still in the honeymoon phase?... well maybe... but I am being skeptical and even though I know that every silver lining has a touch of grey.. I am going to keep my belief that this is a little slice of heaven.... one which I will devour slowly and enjoy every little morsel of. I will continue to live in my bubble.. b/c who knows when I will ever find this kind of exhale-ing moment...
oh and after trick or treating: we went the the good Doctor's and Mrs' house.... and here it was... a garage decorated to the hilt while the Dr. and Ms. Betty were serving apple cider and sweets.. neighbors talking about the football season, how each child was doing in school, the who of who's are there, it was like one big family! .. this is small town living at it's best.... this was nothing short of a Norman Rockwell painting.. a Hans Christian Anderson Fairy Tale... and....If this was only Halloween then I know that without a doubt.. I'm sure that Charles Dickens will be around for Christmas!
We have been in MA now for a little over a week and all I can say is .... I'm loving it thus far!
The boys first day of school went well.... we lost Armando for a time being, but found him in the cafeteria surrounded by a table full of girls eating breakfast..... by the time I found him I was sooo outraged and scared that all I could do was start laughing (outloud I might add) at the relief of finding him and looking at the situation from an outside point of view. I mean ...this was raw comedy at it's best.... "picture this"..here he is.. the only boy, at a table full of girls, his faced smeared with cream cheese and what looks like a drop of chocolate milk on his shirt and saying.."I'm eating breakfast with my friends"... this was his FIRST day of school!!!! Well, that's my Armando... the social butterfly.
Giovanni's first day of school was his 6th birthday and the teacher had a special treat for him.. all the children in his class made him a birthday folder... it really is something cute. All the children drew pictures of what they would like to wish Giovanni for his birthday. It was a great night time read! I also took in cupcakes to share with all of his classmates.
Emilia.... this little lady... well there isn't any stopping her! She is crawling, pulling herself up to a standing position and taking a few steps. She is teething her 3rd tooth, trust me.. this poor angel is really feeling it.. and is just leaving drool around the house like a snail leaves an ooze trail! Everything she touches goes into her mouth.. she is even trying to eat the dog's nose.. and NINI just stands there and lets her....
To get to my "Spooktacular" Revelation. The reason the post is called this is because of the revelation I had on Halloween. It isn't scary, twisted or even Spooky... I just liked the sound of it. Here's the story and my revelation:
Trick or treating began at 5:30. Armando wanted to wear his old Karate uniform, Giovanni was a lion and Emmi was a ladybug. We shuffled the kids out of the house.. down the street and found the first house decorated and with the outside lights on. First house... we proceed to ring the bell... trick or treat?... treat...yippee! It started out that it was just the 5 of us... then we heard what sounded like a whole village behind us... sure enough.. the approaching children started yelling to the boys and now we are engulfed in the "swarm"... the sounds of little footsteps ..."trick or treat" and giggles are all that is heard in the still air. The Moon is 3/4 full and the sky is slightly cloudy. Parents approach my husband and I and they introduce themselves and welcome us to the community. The parents are already familiar with my boys... "the new kids". We apparently are already famous!. One of the mothers asked.. "Have you been to the Dr and Mrs Whitman's house yet?" I replied no...she said you have to go..I replied, "we will, thanks"..so... as we continue to walk.. the parents swarmed.... walking slowly..all of the while the kids are running ahead..from house to house...it was then..that I had the complete feeling of "exhale-ing"..I turned to my husband..and put my arm around his shoulder while he is pushing our "ladybug" in the stroller.. and said "this is what people dream about"..."this is the american dream".. short of the white picket fence... this was the dream! Older looking colonial homes on a tree lined street, with neighbors and children outside playing... laughter in the air.... we caught it... it is in our grasp.... the vision that so many seek, so many long for, it is here for us now! vAt that moment.. sheer and utter peace! I haven't felt that content, (well not since March 17th anyway), that soulfull, that blessed, that at ease in quite a long time. The weeks of packing, of possibly being jobless, the moving, the traveling from state to state.. it really was taking a toll on my emotional and mental state w/o my real knowledge. But it was there.. at that moment.. on Halloween that I realized...Yes.. this is what life SHOULD be... this is what my life IS... this is what I will SAVOR..this is what I will remember......
And for one splitting moment.. I thought... But could this really be perfection? am I still in the honeymoon phase?... well maybe... but I am being skeptical and even though I know that every silver lining has a touch of grey.. I am going to keep my belief that this is a little slice of heaven.... one which I will devour slowly and enjoy every little morsel of. I will continue to live in my bubble.. b/c who knows when I will ever find this kind of exhale-ing moment...
oh and after trick or treating: we went the the good Doctor's and Mrs' house.... and here it was... a garage decorated to the hilt while the Dr. and Ms. Betty were serving apple cider and sweets.. neighbors talking about the football season, how each child was doing in school, the who of who's are there, it was like one big family! .. this is small town living at it's best.... this was nothing short of a Norman Rockwell painting.. a Hans Christian Anderson Fairy Tale... and....If this was only Halloween then I know that without a doubt.. I'm sure that Charles Dickens will be around for Christmas!
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