que sera sera

I had been wanting to start a blog for a while...I think I even have another one floating around out there in cyber world that I totally forgot about.  I decided that it would give me a chance to talk about things that I like, experiencing that I have, ways that I feel, and to just vent sometimes.  I am not very good at being completely consistent, but HEEEEYYY I am working on it.  I AM trying to be more disciplined.  I bet $5 my husband is the only person who reads anything I write about, which is fine with me.  I don't really write for lots of people to follow me..I'm not the most interesting person..and I definitely need to improve my writing skills. HA! I hope to be a better writer someday, for my own satisfaction. :o)  We will see how it goes.  Practice makes perfect right?? 

Within a just a few more weeks I will be starting a new chapter in my life with my beloved.  We are both very excited about our new adventure.  We have been married almost 2 years now, and so far it has been a..."journey."  I couldn't have asked for a better partner to share the experiences with.  We have made many amazing memories in the last few years.  Really looking forward to making lots more.  Life has had a way of "whisping" us all over the country...just like I always dreamed it would.  Can't wait to get to where we are going and to, again, start something new. Cheers to Fresh New Beginnings!!

(April 1996) Duhn Duh Duh Duhn!!!  Today 45 years ago my mommy was born!!! June 28, 1966!!  Isabel (something special) Torres! hehe  I added that middle name for her :o).  She may not be alive to celebrate her life, but I still can.  She was able through her organ donation to lengthen a few other peoples life's.  One of those people, the one who received her heart those 15 years ago is still living.  Thankful that his family can celebrate his life!!  I love my momma to infinity and beyond and can't wait to spend eternity with her in Heaven when the Giver of Life comes to rescue us from this world.  YAY!!!   The man who has her heart ♥ 

I only have a few hobbies, but the few that I have, I really enjoy. I don't think I actually realized I had any hobbies until the last 5-6 years in my life. I would always kind of go "blank" when people would ask me what I like to do. Now, I don't know if I just didn't have anything that I really loved, or if I was too embarrassed to say what it was. I unfortunately never got involved in any sports teams in school, I was, however, a cheerleader when I was in 5th and 6th grade. The things I like to do have  changed, although some things have remained the same. The whole thing about what do I collect.. well....I never really consciously collected anything, or I at least didn't really notice. haha I guess I have always "collected" small/miniature things, but that is all I knew of until recently. Loves/Hobbies: Roller Blading Snow Boarding  Hair Car Detailing Writing Traveling Youtubing Listening to music (if that even counts) Shopping (love/hate...

I not only love all things small (mini).  Animals, cars, babies, small cute shoes (I wish I could wear :p), little trinkets, and I could make this list a million times long naming off all the small things I adore, but I won't.  Use your imagination here :o)  I also love "the little things" in life. The smile someone gives when you pass them in the grocery store, seeing the old couple still holding hands walking in the park, watching your puppy play with other dogs, the smell of clean sheets, a clean car, the simple thank you from someone you have helped, the smell of spring after a loong cold winter, the sound a singing bird outside the window when your getting ready in the morning, how the sun shines on you when your expecting rain, and how your puppy feels so excited to see you no matter what. I appreciate the "little things" because they are what make life sweet.  Things that often go unnoticed until you have gone through difficult times.  It's like ...

Cold. Sleepy. Mellow. Content. Excited. Calm. Waiting. Ready. Anxious. Typing. Water. RAIN. Modern. Amish. Fire Fly. Diamond. White. Turquoise. Hair. School. Music. New. Travel. Fingernails. Pink. Highlight. Happy. Light. Sunshine. Desire. Lip Balm. Fiji. Fiore. Ciao.

S ince early M onday morning, something has been missing out of my life and my days. I didn't hear any teeth grinding or snoring early Monday morning like I usually do.  I woke up to  an empty bed.  No breathing body anywhere near me.  I felt alone.  I took my dog for a walk before   getting ready for work, and I was alone.  We went downstairs to eat breakfast and what not, and again... there was just something missing .  I went ahead and got ready for the day, showering, brushing my teeth,  and scurrying around in attempt to not be late for work, and there wasn't that usual interruption I am used to...the  sweet little kiss or smack on the booty. hehe  It was quiet , even with the radio on, I felt...well... alone.   I ran downstairs  to hop in the car, and I had to drive...usually having two people in the car it felt...empty.  I didn't have anyone to  talk to about my dreams from the night before, or to t...

Just a few weeks old here Last October my husband and I got our first puppy together.  He is the cutest German Shepherd you will ever see.  We got him from a litter of 4, and he was the only male...and I think the runt.  We really wanted a boy, and it totally worked out because he has such an awesome temperament.  We named him Gabriel for obvious reasons..German Shepherds are guard dogs after all :) .   He has been everywhere with us, traveled across the country, almost literally.  He is such a good sport for being so cool riding in the car all those hours and hours.  From California to Pennsylvania.  He has probably visited more states in his short 10 months than a lot of people do in 10 years.  Born in Northern California to "parents" who are both imported from Germany, we have taken him to Nevada, Arizona, Texas, Arkansas, Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Maryland, West Virginia, and Virginia.  You could say...

When I was a youngster I used to say my favorite color was "clear."  I know that most people will say that isn't a color , but to me that means anything clear that I could see other colors through.  I guess I like every color, but clear was and is still so neat to me because it can be a beautiful shiny diamond or a rainbow of different colors .  I would always want clear backpacks for school (and I got them), I remember even having a clear house phone and watch.  I still love the "color" clear!!! :o)  A few months ago I had a made a decision to start buying only black and white clothing.  All my clothes have always been a bunch of different colors , and I was getting frustrated with trying to figure out what to wear each day.  I figured that if I only had black and white, my life would become more simple, and everything would match. HA!!  It didn't work.  I realized how much I really do love color .  For Pete's s...

                                                                                         So over the past few months I have found a real love for writing letters, and sending them through the mail.  I will admit, the desire to start doing this did spawn from something unexpected and also my adoration of receiving hand written letters myself.  An elementary school friend, whose name I will not mention got into some sticky circumstances and has found himself in a little bit of a tough spot, so I decided I wanted to write him.  Mind you, we didn't remain close friends throughout the years, only mere acquaintances.  I sent a quick little card out to him as soon as I heard of the situation, not really expecting anything in return, but a month la...

Today just happens to be Father's Day, and I just want to say how thankful I am to still have mine to celebrate.  I think there are a lot of people who are suffering today without their daddies.  Parents are such a blessing to have.  Those of us who have always had parents to take care of us our whole life's don't realize just how special they really are. I cannot imagine my life without my daddy.   I unfortunately don't have a ton of memories of my childhood with my dad, but from what I hear, I was daddy's girl :).  There were a few years in my life that I held a lot of unexplained resentment towards my dad, for things that I could not change or excuse...so it hasn't always been a bed of roses.  Thank God I realized just how important it was to still have him.  I sought forgiveness for the wasted years I had spent feeling the way I did.  We were able to renew our father daughter relationship and have been blessed to have so many new memories. ...