Just a Thought...

Yep...I'm sick today...so what am I doing...I'm actually watching the inauguration of Obama. I find it quite interesting. I can't imagine what he and his family is feeling with all the publicity, cameras, and flashes on them documenting their every move. I find it quite amazing that they can get one family moved out of the White House an another moved in, in just 4-5 hours, when it takes a normal person a day just to move stuff, and another few days or a week to get things organized. The Obama's are lucky...I'm quite jealous of them that they don't even have to move themselves...they have people to do it for them. But...would I want to be in his position...absolutely not.

As I was watching and reading things coming up to this day, I was quite disgusted. So many people don't think Obama will do a good job. Many disagree with so much of what he wants to do, and a lot don't even want him in there because he isn't a republican. I've heard people say they think Obama is the Anti-Christ. If God didn't want Obama in office, McCain would be sworn in today. But, God knew what he was doing putting Obama in office. Do I think God is punishing us...no. God has a plan for this...he knows what he is doing.

Why does it seem like so many people are putting their faith and trust in the President, when our faith and trust should be put in God. We should pray for President Obama just as much as what we did for President Bush, and any other president we have had.

In just the last few mintues, I've heard 2 comments...
1. History has just been made
2. Change is coming to the White House

My thoughts on this:
1. Yes History has been made...We have our first African-American president
2. Doesn't change come to the White House with every new President????

Who Said Dreams Don't Come True??

This is one dream that did.....
I guess I better start at the beginning...

Michael W. Smith has been my favorite singer since I was in High School. I've been saying for a long time "before I die, I want to go to one of his concerts". There are so may of this songs that I like that I can't really pick one that is my favorite, and I pretty much gave up on ever going to one of his concerts. I just settled for listening to the CD's and just dreamed, yet I still said.

A few months ago, my Amy gave me a book to read...The Secret...it's about changing your way of thinking, and saying I want this, or I want that...basically thinking positive. So, in the middle of this book, things started clicking, and I said to myself..."I'm gonna go to a Michael W. Smith concert some day. Little did I know that day was only about 2 months away.The day after Thanksgiving, I was getting ready for a doctor appointment, when my phone rang. It was Josh's mom. Now...let me remind you again, Michael W. Smith is my absolute favoritest singer ever. Anyways, she was calling to ask me if Josh and I would want to go to the Michael W. Smith concert December 6th, and that would be our Christmas present. I didn't need to think about it. I wanted to jump at it right away, but I needed to talk to Josh first. Josh was the only thing at that point standing in the way of one of my biggest dreams coming true. So, I hung up with his mom...called Josh...his response..."do you want to go...or do I even need to ask?" Josh said to call his mom back and tell her yes...we'll go. At this point, I can hardly think straight, because I could hardly believe I was FINALLY going to be able to cross something off my "bucket list". At this point, I was almost crying cuz I couldn't believe what was actually gonna happen after I called his mom back. Our tickets were going to be ordered for a concert I had been waiting over 10 years to go to.

Our tickets got ordered, and December 6th finally comes. Josh and I made a night of it. We went out to dinner before the concert, got there at a decent time, bought a few CD's, then just chatted while waiting for everything to start. We were in Club Seating, row 6, seat 1 & 2. We thought we had pretty good seats cuz we were the only 2 people that would be in that row. No one had to climb over us, we didn't have to move for anyone...it was great...there were only 2 seats in the row. :) While waiting, I saw people lined up, and had a feeling they had back stage passes. I was jealous cuz I wanted to be there. I was telling Josh it would be cool to be in the front row, and said some day I will be.

The concert didn't start till 7, and about 10 to, a guy comes up to us, and asks us if we listen to KTIS (they were sponsoring the concert) we said yes, and introduced us to the lady who does Saturday mornings on the station...I don't remember what her name is. Anyways, she asked us if we would like better seats and of course, we said yes. I was thinking they would be on the lower level, and we would have a better view...but now...when we said yes, her next question was..."How does front row, seats 1 & 2 sound?" Of course we jumped at it...well...more me than Josh, but come on...front row...you kidding...I'm not gonna pass that up.

I think it took about 20 minutes for it to sink in for me as to where we were sitting. I couldn't have asked for a better night. Now...the next concert...I'm gearing up for back stage passes. :)

Where we started

Where we ended up

Happy B-day Noah!!!

Wow...it't been 2 years already. It seems like it was just yesterday that we lost him. About a year or so ago, I was filing papers at work, listening to my ipod and minding my own business. A song started playing and I didn't think much of it other than the fact that I hadn't heard it in such a long time. The song is a constant reminder to me that even though Noah isn't here with us, I know we WILL see him agian. So...today on Noah's birthday, I am sharing it with all of you. Just remember, that even though Noah isn't here with us, he is in our hearts and minds, and we will see him again...

Hello, Good-Bye
Where's the Navigator of your destiny?
Where is the Dealer of this hand?
Who can explain life and its brevity'

Cause there is nothing here that I can understand

You and I have barely met

And I just don't want to let go of you yet

Chorus:
Noah, hello, goodbye

I will see you on the other side

Noah, sweet child of mine

I will see you on the other side

And so I hold your tiny hand in mine

For the hardest thing I've ever had to face

Heaven calls for you before it calls for me

When you get there, save me a place

A place where I can share your smile

And I can hold you for more than just a while

Chorus

Seeing Things From Both Sides of the Fence

Amanda had her baby September 1st. How ironic to have your first child on Labor Day??? Anyways, Amanda had her baby and I couldn't be happier for her. Some family is upset because grandma Youngmark says this is her first great-grandchild, when they feel she really isn't...Noah is. Well...I see it both ways. Yes, Noah would be the 1st great-grandchild, but yes, Linnea is as well. I'll be honest, it really doesn't bother me that she says Linnea is the first great-grandchild, because in grandma's eyes, she is. I know she isn't discounting Noah. Everyone hurt when we lost him. I still hurt today, and it's been almost 2 years. If I were to get upset about grandma saying Linnea is her first great-grandchild, does that mean I should get upset at my parents when they say they have 3 grandkids? No...I shouldn't get upset. Sometimes people just don't want to explain that they lost a grandchild/great-grandchild, because it's just plain hard. There are times when I tell people I don't have kids. It doesn't mean that I'm not considering Noah my child...I just don't want to go into details. Who knows...grandma may consider Noah a great-grandchild, but for her to say she has 2 great grandkids would mean she would have to go through the pain and explain that her "1st" didn't make it and was still born. Who wants to explain that? I can't let the little things like this bother me...I'm trying to learn to let little things go. To me, this is just a little thing. Everyone has their own way of dealing with pain and loss, and I think this is grandma's way of doing that.

Evan and Amanda have Linnea. I couldn't be happeir for them. I'm glad they have her. I wouldn't with the loss of a child on anyone. It is by far the hardest thing I have had to deal with in my life. Never ever would I wish that on anyone.

So, Sunday is Linnea's baptism, and I'm determined to make the best of it. After all...she is mine and Josh's God daughter...and she's a cutie...just like her "auntie" Nomie.:)

Vacation Pictures

Yeah I know...vacation was back in July...but...now that I have the pictures on my computer, I can post some of them...so...here you go! :)

Our awesome tent

USS Irving

The lift bridge

Goosberry Falls (I love waterfalls!!!) We have ton of pictures of this

At Glensheen...very interesting place to tour. If you are in the area...spend the money and go on the tour...it is a very beautiful house...majority of the stuff is original. It was a little creepy at first walking through a house where you know a murder took place...expecially walking up the main stairs where the nurse was first found. But you get over it...but it is a super interesting tour and beautiful house/mansion.

Back of Glensheen

Gardners house

Carriage house

Politics...

I'm not into politics.
I don't know who to vote for.
People say McCain.
People say Obama.
Who do I vote for?
I'll vote for who I think will do the better job.
Maybe I should start doing some research.
Any suggestions on websites look at?
I'm open to any and all...

Our Camping Visitor

Well, we're finally home again. Josh and I left for Duluth on the 7th, and got home last night around 9:30 or so. We are super tired, but were incredibly glad to be able to sleep in our own bed again. I'll post pictures when Josh gets them off the camera, bur for now, this is what you get...

Tuesday morning I was washing up stuff from breakfast, and Josh had run to the bathroom. I made some PB & J for lunch, and the sandwiches and PB were still out. I had a little visitor...I couldn't get it on the normal camera cuz I didn't want to scare him away...so the camera on my phone had to work for...a little red squirl came over, and was up on the table...in the pictures you can pretty much see how close I was to him...I think I ended up about a foot a way from it. The little stinker wasn't afraid of anything...here's the pictures, and a few videos...enjoy...