My Boys

Peyton Manning died. When he got to heaven, God was showing him around. They came to a modest little house with a faded Colts flag in the window. "This house is yours for eternity, Peyton." said God. "This is very special; not everyone gets a house up here." Peyton felt special and walked up to his house. On his way up the porch, he noticed another house. It was a 3-story mansion with a Black and Gold sidewalk, a 50 foot tall flagpole with an enormous Steeler flag and in every window, a Terrible towel. Peyton looked at God and said "God, I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but, why does Ben Roethlisberger get a better house than me?" God chuckled, and said "Peyton that's not Ben's house, it's mine."

Dad Update

I have recieved a lot of emails, calls and text messages from people who are concerned about my dad, the news is this...he's home from the hospital is doing relatively well. We're just so lucky.

For those of you who don't know, Dad suffered a heart attack this past week. It has been called 'slight' but nonetheless it was a heart attack and it's still very serious.

He excercises daily, eats right but has a failing heart. He is on 'the list' for a transplant.

My dad is my rock. He's the glue in my family. I'm his sweetie pie and he's my daddy. He's the best of the best.

Thanks for all the prayers. It's what gets us through all of this.

Steelers

As you all are aware--My steelers are the best!!!

I'm sorry about the redskins...I was cheering for them as well just because I'm local!!!

Miss me.

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, T Baby!!!

Preliminary Resolutions

I'm hoping this is just the winter blues...but I've been feeling quite blah for a while now. I don't like it. It doesn't feel like me. There hasn't been any life altering tragedies or disasters or setbacks. This 2006 has not really kicked off for me!! 2006 was to be A year of potential discoveries, potential heartbreak, and potential disaster, but a year with potential nonetheless. I'm just blah...ya know?!

Possible reasons why I'm feeling blah...

Perhaps it's because of Tyra Bank's orange weave. It's rather disgusting but liberating for her. She is likable but the girl is too politicly correct and ghetto fabulous at the same time. Not good for me!

And then you have the fact that sometime this summer, Angelina Jolie will bear the offspring of Brad Pitt, thus creating the most genetically perfect human being ever to be spawned. Thats going to be big. I like Angelina Jolie. I respect her work. I'm not keen on Brad Pitt. As Jennifer once said he's missing the sensetivity chip. He should have waited a while before procreating, just my thought.

I'm overworked. I partied on Saturday. Had a great time with Adil & Sammy on Sunday. Drunk dialed Grant...what a mistake that was! Has anyone ever noticed that I complain too much??

I'm sitting here downing my fiji water and I just decided that when I work out, I feel a lot better so I'm going to get to the gym and take the rest of the day and do some nice for myself.

I just decided that this will be a new starting point for me....

Here’s to new beginnings, here’s to feminism, and love, and Jennifer Anistan. Here’s to Tyra’s weave and to fiji water, and to being brave enough to get what I want and humble enough to accept the fact that I might not be able to. Here’s to baby Jolie-Pitt, and to Grant, and to tying up loose ends. Here’s to a new year, and to the new, improved, but always original, Amaya.

Happy Birthday Chandler

Today is Chandler's 6th birthday! We celebrated by having a quiet dinner here. Italian is the man's favorite. He was so cute dressed in his suit, but he was like a fish out of water. Everyone knows that Chandler is a real 'punk rocker' underneath the sharp threads! He is into guitar. He wants to have his own band one day. And now he has all the equipment to start his own band! The guy got a new drum set, keyboard and kareoke thingee. Not to mention the cool electric guitar that Santa decided to toss down the chimney!!! All in all it was a wonderful night. We all came back here for ice cream cake. The kid has great taste!!!

I had a wonderful day. All is well with me!

Miss me????

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO


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Think

I'm always preaching about how we must kill each other with KINDNESS :) This was forwarded to me via email. I felt that we all can read these and reflect on them.

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1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady

During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions until I read the last one:

"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"

Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely," said the professor.

"In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say "hello."

I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.


2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab.

She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached...
t read:
"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away... God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others."

Sincerely

Mrs. Nat King Cole.

3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.

"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.

"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.

"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired

By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.

"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins.

"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies... You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.

Forever and a Day

I have been seriously neglecting my blog. I have been super busy with the holidays, which were great! I had a beautiful Christmas with the Warner families and the Graves families. It was a very prosporus Christmas. I always go crazy. Atleast I'm not the only one because my family tends to do the same. I did manage to turn in all of my Salvation Army family's toys and food in on time! I had a beautiful NYE. I have also made NY's resolutions. Hopefully I'll make an attempt at these!!!

With the new year brings a lot of house cleaning at work. I am so organized I can put Bree from DH to shame. I have spent much of the new year at work copying and filing documents. 2005 was a great year for the company. 2006 will crush 2005 though :)

Renee & Reece are moving to Mexico in March. I don't know what to say to that. My mother is going to host a going- away party for her. I'm not sure I want to be there. There is a lot of mixed feelings between us. It has been too long since I've actually seen my Reecee Cup. Do you guys even remember how much I loved my little guy?! Do you remember the lengths I went to for him? Do you remember coming by or calling and finding me at Renee's or at the Park or at a Dr's Appt with my little man??? Do you remember when you would want to hang out and I would have to decline because Reece had the sniffles or he had a fever? Do you remember seeing me buy diapers and clothes and toys for my little guy? Do you remember? I do too. It's still just as difficult. I miss that kid. I know he still remembers me. I know he misses me holding him and telling him how much I loved him. I know he misses me holding him, period! He'll be 2 in June. I know he'll be fine. But the little guy and I formed a bond that you don't forget about even if you're only 1. I know I never will. His uncle Kurt will always take care of him.

I'm sure everyone has heard about the tragedy at the Sago mine in WV. It has been so heart wrenching and there is nothing you can do or say and you don't even know where to start. I pray for peace for the families. I wish I could alleviate any pain that the families are dealing with. Soo many, soo young. I saw a headline that said Heaven has 12 new Angels, that basically brought comfort. When you think about their souls going on to Heaven it brings peace for a second. One Miner even left an hour by hour account. How hard that must have been. I have so much to be thankful for. Shit, we all do. I can't reflect much on this because it tears at my heart.

All is well. More later.