Wednesday, October 31, 2007


Yes, it's Halloween and I am posting just one day after my last! Hooray! Maybe this will stick and I'll get into the habit of posting more often.

Well, we already did a Halloween party (that's where the pic is from). Last week Jeff and Mindy had their annual Halloween party. It was a blast! We had some of Kara's famous broccoli cheese soup and breadsticks and Mindy got Cheesecake Factory Pumpkin Pie Cheesecakes - yummy! (My favorite!) We carved pumpkins and just sat around and enjoyed each other.

This was the first year since we got married that Randal didn't put up a fuss about getting dressed up. He actually picked out the tattoo sleeves and had some fun with all the make-up and fake piercings. I liked the costumes too. I got to put some pink highlights in my hair (fake, of course) and painted my nails black and did the really heavy smokey eye - with pink and black. Yeah, so Halloween is the one time of the year that I can do my hair, nails, and make-up how I really want! I've always, always, always wanted pink hair. Not necessarily all over - although that would be fun too - just highlights of it. Maybe someday I'll just do it.

And Israel, although I thought for sure we weren't going to be able to get him dressed up as anything other than Spiderman, actually really liked the dinosaur costume. When we were picking it out, I asked him if a dinosaur costume was ok and he immediately said, "OK!" and started taking his clothes off - in the middle of Wal-Mart! I had to convince him to wait until we got home. But ever since then, he has been asking for dinosaur movies and he's been reading his dinosaur books. Hmmm.... some Christmas ideas I think! Anyway, we hope you all have a safe and
Happy Halloween!

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Just Remembering

So, it's been a long time since I have blogged - obviously. But I have decided that I need to be better about something to do with our family history. And since I have not been keeping up on our scrapbooking, or my journal, or Israel's journal, this will have to do. At least our family history will be recorded somewhere. Hopefully this Internet thing is here to stay!

There is no way I am going to try and catch up all the time that has passed, so I will just give you some insight into what I have been thinking about this morning...

Yup, that is my sweet little nephew, not my son. He is the first born of the next generation on my side of the family. All this morning I have been preparing for a meeting I have to go to tonight. I've been reading "A Heart Like His" by Virginia H. Pierce. It's all about feeling God's love in your life, and helping others to feel of His love. There have been sweet little stories and examples throughout the book of times when simple acts of others have helped her or her family members or friends feel God's love for them. I keep being reminded of my sweet little nephew, and even as I start to just think of him, my eyes begin to water and I smile. In the week or two after my maternal grandma passed away, I was having a particularly difficult time. I had volunteered to make the programs for her funeral, and although it was an extremely rewarding experience, it was also an emotional one. I was also have a difficult time with a personal relationship that was causing me a lot of heartache. I was kind of beginning to feel to bad for myself and was wondering why none of my friends or visiting teachers had felt prompted to check in on me. Granted, I had not reached out to ant of them, I was just feeling sorry for myself.

After my grandma's viewing, when everything seemed to be coming to a head and my emotions were getting ready to overflow, my sister called me and said that her son had been asking to call and talk to me. He just kept telling her "Aunt Charmaine is sad, I need to call her." So, she put him on the phone and I pretty much lost it. He was so sweet and just wanted to say hello to me and tell me he loved me. I was so touched and grateful that Heavenly Father was still aware of me and loved me. When there was so much heartache and need just in my family, He inspired my sweet little nephew (who was only about 3 at the time) to call me and love me. I doubt my nephew will remember this, but it meant so much to me, I doubt I will ever forget it.