52 on Friday ~ week 26

This week is all about shadows.  I wasn’t sure what I was going to photograph to capture this….. but it came to me yesterday on the wall of my living room thru the etched glass front door…

Check out the lovely Laura by clicking HERE.  Have a Great Friday everyone!

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52 on Friday ~ week 24

I honestly have not been looking forward to this post for weeks…… this one is a hard one to write.  My dad hasn’t been in the picture for about 3 years now, of course he was rarely in the picture as it was, and when he was, it wasn’t truly who he was…. So there’s a huge void of space in my life…. and yet somehow you cope. { so I’m without pictures this week } I know I could have written about my husband, but he’s already made one of my blog posts; or a father figure in my life, or even the best and perfect father Jehovah…. but thought an honest moment might be good.

Check out Kim’s post on her dad by clicking HERE.  Everyone have a great weekend!!

52 on Friday ~ week 23

You know when you take a “road trip” and imagine its going to go smooth & well …. Right?  Ha! I know what was I thinking?!?!  Granted road trips seem to be looked back upon with some humor…. And so it began 12 days ago….

I have some friends fromNew Mexico, who were moving here, but ran into a “road block” you could say….. Their trailer broke down. Which isn’t funny by itself, but when you hear that they literally were at the state line, Exit 0 to be exact, it’s kind of funny now to think back… they just couldn’t seem to get out of the state!  If you knew them its funny because they’ve had so many road blocks and delays just to get to the point of moving….. And then this happens.

Ouy right?   To the rescue comes me.  After hearing that the threads to this trailer had melted and really there was no fixing it and apparently in the two closest towns/cities… there were no U-Hauls or other renting facilities…….. So what other option is there on a Memorial Day weekend???  Yep you have it… So my mom and I jumped into our truck, rented a trailer from U-Haul and mad the 600 mile trip, non-stop to the NM state line to help out our friends and get them moved.  Oh sure we thought no problem.  That was the beginning of our adventure really.  This caravan was a site to see!

Once loaded up again, and on our way…… the tarp covering the items continued to come uncovered and whip all over the place, no counting how many times we pulled over on I-40E to fix it.  At one point we lost a blanket…. Poor car following us got wacked with it; I can just imagine the driver’s thoughts.  Then after about 4 hours of driving, while stopped for gas, my friend notices that some of the lug nuts on her tire are missing….. What?!?!  Thankfully we were just a few miles away from an auto parts store, where here brother-in-law worked.  An hour later we were finally back on the road again….. 32 hours later we arrived home…… well mom and I arrived anyway…. Apparently somewhere in Arkansas the lug nuts again fell out, noticeable this time, and off the side of the road they were again.  Cell phone had died.  The dad had to drive to my home, unload his Jeep and then drive back to get the rest of the family…. And I thought I had had a long weekend!

Then we got into the rental house a few days later….. Whoa the smell!!  It was disgusting!  Our feet stuck to the floor.  Yep it was gonna be more work than we had imagined…. Meh.  So we started cleaning, ripping up flooring, and patching holes.  We thought the kids would be of some help in the painting dept.  I know we had lost our minds by that point….. but kids are kids… and they gave us some laughs, they were a HUGE  help… =P

After 7 days of straight cleaning, paining, and laying flooring… 8-10hour days mind you, we were exhausted.  I’m not even sure if this humorous moment will actually translate to paper or not….. but now it’s an inside joke.  Meandy and I were making a list of things we needed, and then suddenly changed our conversation to the fact that we needed to call the gas company and see if they were the ones that connected the stove to the gas connection or not…. So our minds were on the “gas company”, not on our “list”.  My mom was still thinking “list”, and mentions “5”  … we just look at her like she’s lost her mind, what in the world is she talking about?  Speed dial on the phone for the gas company???  “you know the #5 on the list she says”   We’re still confused.  Minutes later we finally get that she’s talking about the shopping list and that we need a #5 for the outside of the house to mark the house number.  We just laughed until our sides hurt.  Yep we were just a little bit tired.

Check out Mark’s humorous story by clicking HERE.  Enjoy your weekend!