After two wonderful weeks off, it was time for the kids to head back to school today. I know many parents look forward to the kids returning to school, but I rather enjoy my kids being home, so am never too anxious to get back into the school routine. It is nice not having to get up early, rush around getting ready in the morning, stress over homework, worry about staying up too late.

But alas, no break can last forever, so back into the routine we go. Nathan started his wrestling season with the YMCA tonight. He only has practice two nights a week, so it will not be quite as demanding as the middle school practice was for Liam. Catheryn told me after practice tonight that she would like to join Nathan when he goes back on Wednesday. As we were leaving, the coach told us a lot of sisters will end up joining after they see how much fun the brothers are having. I think she would enjoy being out there with Nathan. If nothing else, it will get her some really good exercise!

It is hard to believe that second semester has begun already. The twins are wrapping up their elementary career while Liam moves that much closer to the 8th grade. I find myself looking at my kids and being amazed at just how fast they are growing up, and I try not to count how few years we have left with them at home. Do not worry about that yet, I remind myself, enjoy what is in front of you this very minute… And yet in the back of mind a little voice whispers ‘Liam will be 14 this year. Oh time, please slow down, I beg you…’

We are quickly approaching our one year anniversary here in New Mexico. See what I mean? How time doth fly…

For now, though, homework is done, showers are taken, and it is time for bed. We have school in the morning…

Welcome Gatsby!

It is no secret that Remington P. Cat was my baby. My heart still aches for him and probably always will, I have his picture by my bed and do not go to sleep at night without saying good-night to him, I still cry when I sit and think about him, like right now…

I know that when you lose a pet, there is absolutely no way to replace him. It’s silly to even try. But I also know that the hole left by the loss of a pet can be too much to bear, and sometimes you need a little help to ease the pain. So we took a trip to the Santa Fe Animal Shelter, not to try and replace Remi, but to share the love that we had for him. Remi came from a shelter, so it seemed only fitting that his successor should do the same.

I love being able to help an animal from the shelter, but hate that we have to leave so many behind, especially since they, too, so desperately want a place to call home. Since bringing home all of the kitties was not an option, we had to pick one.

Everyone really liked “Denmark,” a little tabby boy who had spent most of his life in the shelter. He started out at a shelter in CA, and was transferred to Santa Fe when they ran of space. He is about 11 months old now, and just a spunky little thing. Liam had always wanted to name a cat “Gatsby,” and this was his chance.

Gatsby and Hamish took a little while to get used to each other, but now they play just like brothers. One will hit the other then take off running, and the chase is on. Charbie loved Gatsby from day one, but Gatsby was not used to dogs, so he took a little getting used to. Now they act like they have known each other forever.

Gatsby did not have a lot of loving or attention in the early part of his life, so he is still not quite sure what to do when we pick him up or just try to love on him, but he is getting better. He is starting to purr a little more often and lets me hold him for a little longer before he starts chewing on my hair or trying to eat my ears. Every now and then he will crawl under the covers at night and purr, licking my fingers as I pet him, and my heart melts.

Welcome to the family, Gatsby, we are so happy that you are here. 🙂

❤❤❤  In loving memory of Remington P. Cat ❤❤❤

Happy Day!

It has been many years since we have been able to celebrate my dad’s birthday with him, but my parents just so happen to be visiting right now, and today just happens to be my dad’s birthday!

So, to my amazing dad, Happy Birthday!!! We all love you so very much! Thank you for allowing us to share your day with you. Let’s do it again next year!

Happy Birthday, Daddy!!!


15 Years!

“We’re all a little weird.  And life is a little weird.  And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness – and call it love – true love.”  ~Robert Fulghum, True Love

June 17, 2001

June 17, 2001

Happy 15th Anniversary to my very best friend!


It does not seem possible, but apparently Rob and I have been parents long enough to have a teenager!


Happy 13th Birthday, Liam!!

Knowing Liam, his teenage years are bound to be a wild and crazy ride.


Let the fun begin!

But I love this boy dearly, and am so glad that I get to be a part of this adventure.

Happy 13th Birthday, William Clark!! I love you soooo much!

Lovely Boy

“Who would believe such pleasure from a wee ball o’ fur? ~Irish Saying”

I have so many things in my heart that I want to say about Remington P. Cat, but no matter how many times I start, I just cannot get any of it right. Where do I start? How do I start? Words won’t come. Tears do, but not words.

The truth is that no matter how many years Remington was able to live, it never would have been enough. I wanted him to live forever, but unfortunately, even the best cannot live forever. So here I sit with aching heart, looking at pictures of my sweet boy, remembering all the things he did, his sweet little quirks, his bright eyes, his sweet soul, and all I can come up with is… Thank you.

Thank you, Remi, for spending the last 16 of your 18 years with us. Thank you for all of your unconditional love. For the memories. For sleeping every night in the crook of my knees, for purring whenever I would look at you, for being so flexible over the years. You have taught Hamish well, and I see so much of you in all that he does. And as hard as it was to have to say good-bye today, thank you for letting me be there with you. It was truly an honor to know you, my lovely boy, and to know you was to love you.

Thank you, Rob, for taking me to get this amazing boy all those years ago. Who would have known just how special he would turn out to be. You used a perfect word earlier today… “Magical.” You picked out one incredible cat. And you gave him an incredible name to match. Thank you for turning your “Cat Free” house into a “Cats Welcome” one instead. I love you more than you will ever know.

And last but definitely not least, thank you to the Humane Society of Western Montana. Thank you for caring for so many animals and working so hard to find them forever homes. I am not sure if any of you would remember “Crosby,” but we adopted him back on February 5, 2000, and our lives have never been the same. What a treasure this kitty has been, and we have you to thank for that.

Our kitty, Goobers, who passed away almost six years ago, was Remington’s best friend. They were rarely apart back in the day. I like to think that Goobers was waiting for Remington to join him, and that they are now laying together in the sunshine, watching birds, and catching up on old times…

We love you Remington P. Cat. And we will never forget you…

20 Years!

I graduated from high school 20 years ago today…

The funny thing about being 18 and ready to take on the world is that you feel like you have all the time in the world. And the funny thing about all that time, is that it goes by fast. Very. Very. Fast.

So here I am, 20 years later, and I have achieved absolutely nothing that I set out to do, and about a million things I never even dreamed of! I love the fact that my life has turned out so much different (and better!) than I ever imagined.

I still do not know what I want to be when I grow up, and I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life, but I am just fine with that. I have time to figure it out. Lots and lots of time. 🙂

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