Hey, everybody. If we haven't already met, I'm Kat, Elisabeth's older sister.

She and I are a few years apart, so I've always felt protective of her. When she was preschool age, I used to get in trouble by our babysitter for speaking for her.

"Would you like a cookie, Elisabeth?"

"Yes, she would, thank you."

"Do you need to use the restroom before we ( Read more... )

I am not a Texas girl.


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See? I told you to expect the worst but hope for the best (or something along those lines). Today's photo essay(ish) will cover our Christmas. I love love love Christmas, but I have to say that this year wasn't quite the jingle bell I expected it to be. I blame having older children. They don't have the magic in their eyes quite the same way. I ( Read more... )

Here we are. Day 1 of I don't care if no one is around to read this, I'm going to document my life anyway.* Today's topic: my fourth of July weekend.

For the last few years, we have gone to a Santa Cruz beach. Technically, fireworks are illegal there. They make a big production of checking all bags & coolers and whatnot to make sure no one brings ( Read more... )

So my uncle (the pastor) sent me a thing about how "Touched by an Angel" is being taken off the air because it mentions god too much and will I sign the petition and this is as bad as them taking prayer out of schools ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I get to school, and I get a phone call from my precious daughter explaining that she forgot her violin, and she had to have it, because she was going on a field trip to another school for rehearsal for her violin recital that night. So, I make a dozen phone calls trying to get her her violin. Stressed mommy moment. She finally gets the ( Read more... )

And so it's happened again. I'm sure this is all part of getting older, but I'm not sure I like this getting older thing ( Read more... )

My grandfather died today. I try to mentally picture the black shadow of cancer consuming his lungs as my own lungs rest heavily in my chest from yesterday's six cigarettes, but it just looks like the X-Rays of lung cancer I have seen on ER. Now, both my paternal and maternal grandfathers have died of lung cancer. You'd think that I wouldn't touch ( Read more... )