Good afternoon everyone.  I hope everyone is having a good Monday.  I don’t have much to write today I just wanted to since Xanga is letting me.  I tried to get around and comment on everyone but there were one or two that I couldn’t so I will try to get you later. 


Even though I have done nothing today it has been a good day so far.  Yesterday we completely rearranged our bedroom and it looks awesome.  Our refinance is going through without a hitch so far.  The dogs are back inside the house and Gandalf is chewing an enormous bone.  The sun is shinning.  The birds are singing.  Both Ryan and I feel better today.  It just feels as if all is right with the world again.


I have a few new pics of my neice Macie so her they are:


 


Isn’t she so precious.  I love her little face!


 


This picture looks weird but isn’t she so cute?


 


Momma looks so happy, I can’t wait to have my turn.


Well that’s it for me for now.  I hope all of you are doing well.  Talk to you all later.  I may come back later and write some more of my story if I have time.  I don’t know yet. 
Courtney

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*EDIT*


Fubar is, at least for me, an AirForce term used to describe a broken peice of equipment.  It’s literal translation is not exactly pc but here you go. 


F. screwed
U. up
B. beyond
A. all
R. recognition


***As in Sulimb’s computer****  haha sorry I had to say it. 


Hope this helps cause I’m not going into more detail.


Xanga is FUBAR!!!


I’ll try to get around to all of you tomorrow today I am just frustrated!

When my husband got home today he decided to give the boys a bath.  They needed it after our weekend in the mountains!  It’s supposed to rain tomorrow too so we thought maybe if they were washed and allowed inside they would stay inside most of the day.  They usually don’t go out in the rain if they can come in so we shall see.  Worst comes to worst we’ll have to rewash thier feet.  So I took a ton of pictures.  


 Be warned this is a picture post.! 


 


Both my boys begging for a pardon from their soon to come bath times.  Every time they look at us this way I just want to cave in.  Poor babies.


            


And so the bath begins.  As you can see Gandalf takes this much better than Yoda but then he is a water dog.  Look at my poor little drowned rat!


           


Gandalf enjoying a petting from mommy while his baby brother is being tortured.  Poor Yoda all that long hair that just turns into knots.  We even have him trimmed extra short because of it.  No wonder this is his least favorite part.


    


Another picture of Gandalf and Ryan this is a great picture of Ryan so I had to put it in.  Look at my sexy man and my baby boy!  And of course ther is Ryan begging for forgiveness from Yoda.  It’s a ritual.


         


Gandalf enjoying his reward for being such a good boy during bathtime.  Have you ever seen a dog smack his lips?  Well now you have.  And this one is Ryan getting his forgiveness.  Aren’t they so cute together.  My boys.  (((SIGH)))


  My happy once again family.


I am so incredibly blessed.  Sorry guys today I just really feel grateful for the family God has given me even if it is a little unconventional.  Someday it will be different,  made up of different people but I don’t want to forget this blessing I have now.  How happy we are and how much we have together.  God has put a couple of angels in our home and in our hearts.  I don’t know what I would have done this last few years without my boys. 


Have I ever told you they have middle names?  Gandalf Barthemew Laube and Yoda Albert Laube
Hope all of you have a wonderful night and thank you all for your comments earlier today. 


 


Had to put this one up.  Gandalf my 110 pound dog just curled up under my desk as I was typing.  I can’t believe he even fit!  I love my dog!!!


“And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”


Courtney

Good afternoon everyone.  I really have nothing to talk about just thought I should update.  I have now survived my first week of my husband working and me being home alone.  I have done nothing! Shock 4  I feel like the ultimate bum.  So this next week I’ll be catching up.  Oh well.  Everyone needs to be a bum once in a while.   


Have I ever told you my dirty little secret?  ***whispers*** I am addicted to Nancy Drew computer games Bag Head***done whispering*** Okay now I got that out whew!  Last night my husband and I went to Walmart, my fav-o-rite store! Too Funny(I had to say it you know we’re related don’t you?  me Nieceand her Aunt  )   And lo and behold there on the shelf was the brand new Nancy Drew game ages 10 and up.  (I figure I’m up so that’s okay)  It is the Curse of Blackmoor Manor (Yipee fallensparrow does happy dance Too Happy 1 )  I’m so excited!  I love these games and I now have all 11!  So that is what I am going to go do now.  Play Nancy Drew! Desktop 


Hope everyone is having a great Friday. Blowing Kisses  I’m gonna leave you with this poem I found. 


~The Silent Ranks~


Author Unknown

I wear no uniforms, no blues or greens
But I am in the Airforce in the ranks rarely seen
I have no rank upon my shoulders – salutes I do not give
But the military world is the place where I live

I’m not in the chain of command, orders I do not get
But my husband is the one who does, this I can not forget
I’m not the one who fires the weapon, who puts my life on the line
But my job is just as tough. I’m the one that’s left behind

My husband is a patriot, a brave and prideful man
And the call to serve his country not all can understand
Behind the lines I see the things needed to keep this country free
My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me

I love the man I married, the Airforce is his life
But I stand among the silent ranks known as the

Airforce Wife

Good afternoon everyone.  How are you all doing?  Things are crazy here in my neck of the woods.  Poisoned water, flooded sewers, rainy days.  This is one crazy place to live.  We had solid rain all day yesterday and another day of it forcasted for Saturday. Rainy  After almost 8 years of drought it is really quite amazing. 


The one thing I really hate about rainy days though is that my dogs have to stay out of the house.  Well at least they are confined to the laundry room.  I have a huge laundry room that opens to the backyard so they have a doggy door in there.  Then we baby gate the door to the house so they can still see in.  I just feel bad because they are used to being in here with me all day.  The only time we lock them up is when we aren’t home or when a bunch of people are over.  See don’t they look miserable?



Anyway, I can’t believe how fast time fly.  Today is my one month anniversary of my surgery.  Can you believe it?  It seemed like I was waiting forever for all the ducks to be in a row for the surgery.  I was just waiting for my life to start again and here I am a blink of an eye later one month down the road.  Time is a funny thing.   Watch 


Well, I don’t really have anything more to say so I’m going to come visit all of you.  Hope everyone has a great day today. I’ll leave you with this.


“May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be always at you back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”
                                                     -An Irish Blessing

Good evening everyone.  As I promised earlier this post will be installment 9 in my story.  I’m going to write about my adventures at Lake Alamo with my best friend Emily.  I will also explain a little about Emily as I have mentioned her but not really told you about her.  I also wanted to let you all know that on the left there is a new module called My Story Links.  It has all the posts that are the chapters of my story for those of you who are new here or those of you who missed one. 


My story Chapter 9: The Alamo


Let me start out by telling you about my best friend Emily.  She and I have literally been best friends since we were in diapers.  Her family started attending our church when I was about two and she was three.  From the first moment we were inseparable.  We hear stories about how we played together how we competed about who had the longest hair and how we sat together constantly.  As soon as we were old enough we started doing sleepover’s and before long it was family routine.  One Saturday night she was at my house and the next I was at her’s.  Our families would trade us off the next day at church.  When I went through a really bad stage in my life at 13 she was the only person I talked to.  When I was mad at my family she would sit in my room and sing Sunday school songs until I either laughed or felt guilty enough to apologize.  When my heart was broken after my fiance cheated on me (another story for another time) she was there.  When I was so angry with my life she pointed out the good things.  She has always been there for me and I have tried to always be there for her.  She is meek and tender, a true peace maker.  And you know me, I’m not.  She has always said that she was a lamb and I was a lion.  God put us together so that we might learn from each other.  She said that the lamb has taught the lion to be gentle and the lion has taught the lamb to be brave.  If we met now I don’t know if we would be friends but without each other we wouldn’t be who we are.  She has also know my husband his whole life.  She was there with me when I fell in love with him the first time and the second.  She knows and is a part of my whole history.  For 22 out of my 24 years she has been my best friend.  So there you go that is Emily


When I was 17 my best friend Emily and I decided to go camping for a weekend at Lake Alamo here in Arizona.  My grandparents were camping there for a week so it seemed like the place to go.  When we got there we found that they had gone home a day early and as it is about three hours away we decided to go ahead and stay the night.  We built a camp fire and ate some dinner and talked then we set up her truck with sleeping bags in the bed and fell asleep with her dog in between us.   At about 3am we both sat straight up wide awake.  There were wild donkeys in our camp!  Thier braying had woken us up.   We eventually fell back asleep and slept peacefully the rest of the night.


The next morning we got up, ate some breakfast, packed up camp and hit the showers.  We decided to go tooling around in the truck.  We thought it would be cool to get to the other side of the lake so we found a little dirt road that went down into some trees.  About 10 minutes into this journey we decided that it was quite creepy and to turn around.  Problem was there was nowhere to turn around the track was too narrow.  Then up ahead I saw a river bed and hit the brakes.  The truck was not 4×4 and I did not want to try my luck in the sand.  Unfortunatly we already were in sand and when I tried to back up we sunk to the axle instantly. So here we are two girls 17 and 18 in the middle of nowhere, in Puma country, at noon of the day we were supposed to be home, with no phone, no food, and it looked like rain. 


We dug out the truck twice and twice more it got stuck.  There was no way we could do it again we were just edging further into the riverbed and it was raining.  Here in Arizona we have flash floods and we were in a prime spot for one.  We decided to pack out some of our things and walk to the nearest phone.  By this time it was 5:30pm and it was beginning to become dark.  We began to hike and not long after it began to rain in earnest.  The track we were on turned to mud.  We were slipping and slidding everywhere and there was nothing but pitch black as far as we could see.  Eventually we came out on a little hill and saw a light ahead so we started toward it.  We took wrong turns and went miles out of our way.  We were freezing and so tired.  We walked a total of 12 miles that night.  We almost didn’t make it.  Emily has a bad hip and there was a time when she thought she might not be able to go on.  We told stories and sang songs.  Anything to keep each other going. 


There is no way to get across just how scary this was.  We were at a desert lake in November right after Thanksgiving.  It was a Sunday afternnoon so everyone had already gone home.  It was raining.  Lake Alamo is about 25 miles from the nearest town.  There aren’t any lights or streets nothing.  There are mountain lions, coyotes, wild donkeys, and snakes.  Our flashlights were running out of batteries.  And we were all alone. 


At about 2:30 am we made it to a small gypsy settlement about five miles from the lake hopping that there was someone who could help, who had a phone.  There was one light on.  An old man who lived there alone all year with his dog, had gotten up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.  He was to be our rescuer.  We knocked on the door and he answered it with a gun.  We almost passed out then and there.  We explained the situation to him and he told us that the nearest phone was at the lake.  He offered to take us to the lake in his truck.  We accepted gratfully.  When we got there we called home and found out that the highway patrole had already been called out and then our fathers had tired of waiting  so they hopped in their truck and started out.  Luckily we got ahold of them in time for them to go home and get the equitment we needed to pull the truck out.  


We then went back to the showers and took the hotest soapless showers we could and changed into the clean clothes that we had brought along.  We then feel asleep on the bathroom floor.  At about 4:30am our fathers showed up and drove us back to the truck.  They looked around and said we were crazy for going down the road in the first place.  I tried to tell them it had looked a bit different in the daytime, but they wouldn’t hear it.  They did say that they couldn’t see anything else we could have done to get out to quote they said we had dug the grand canyon in the sand.


Anyway they dug us out and we started to drive away.  We got just clear of the dirt track and out onto the dirt roads and the alternator in Emily’s dad’s truck froze.  We ended up all piling into Emily’s truck.  My dad driving me in the middle Emily next to the door and her dad and dog bundled in the bed of the truck.  Looking back I feel so bad.  Can you imagine how much they had been through and how tired they must be?  My dad kept rolling down the drivers’ side window to stay awake since we had the heater on because we were so cold.  We got back home at 8am and my dad went to work and Emily’s dad called in sick so he could take his wife and go back to fix the truck. 


So there you have it the infamous Lake Alamo trip.  We still get made fun of.  People still say “Remember the Alamo.”  whenever we plan a new trip.  Hope you all have a great night.  Hope you enjoyed this really long story.                                              

Hey everyone,  look   HERE   to see pictures of my husband.  He has lost a ton of weight!  Scrawny 2  The pictures on the left were taken just after he came home and the ones on the right were from yesterday.  We have just replaced sugar with splenda and he eats less of this  Burger 2 and theseFrench Fries and this  Pizza Pie and more of this  Salad and of course  Pineapple  and  Broccoli because of me.  He told me this morning that he feels great.  Not as tired and he has a ton more energy.   Body Builder  


Oh yeah and Eight?  He told me this morning that we are double locking  Lock the doors and windows and he is going to retrain Gandalf to be an attack dog German Shepard  since you are coming to steal his new baby the TV.


I promise I will write about the Alamo later.  Take care everyone and thank you so much for your comments and compliments. 


Courtney


PS I guess I never signed my name until the other day because I have gotten three or four comments on my name being Courtney.  Sorry guys.  Yep my name is Courtney Marissa.