Nine years ago, we stood hand-in-hand wondering…

You have no idea how hard it is. Not a clue what it will be like. But you’re pretty sure that it’s going to suck for at least a while.
Nine years ago, we stood hand-in-hand wondering…

You have no idea how hard it is. Not a clue what it will be like. But you’re pretty sure that it’s going to suck for at least a while.

…and my roses are in full bloom already.

He fought the battle long and hard. He conquered the cancer several times but it always found it’s way back. I was so sad to hear that the cancer finally took him from us.
Indeed, the world lost another good man today.
Actually, it’s NOT like back when I went to high school. There wasn’t any balloons or sign or other creative gesture back when I was asked to go to my high school prom. I simply was asked if I would go.
This was how YaYa did it. The idea stems from image in the movie “Up.” The sign says, “Would you be Up for going to the prom with me?”
Of course, she said, “yes.”
by Juls 2 Comments
We’ve been in this house since December 31st, 2004. I’ve felt blessed that somehow I have managed to keep afloat just enough to pay the mortgage, other bills, and put food on the table. But when things are in need of repair, the added stress eats away at me.
Speaking of eaten away, check out the window sill of my master bedroom (aka “MY room”)!
On Tuesday, the termite exterminator is coming out to assess the situation and give me an estimate. I am afraid to know what this will cost me. 
