Saturday, February 21, 2009

The Chain of Love - Win a Surprise


This evening while I was blog surfing I ran across this post written by someone out there in “blog world”. I loved this, and thought how much fun this would be. This is something right up my alley, and I would get so much enjoyment from doing something for someone when they least expect it. It will also be like a treasure hunt for me to find just the right something for each individual. I actually have no idea if anyone really reads my blog so this should be fun for me to see who might be lurking.

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make for you!
2. What I create will be just for you.
3. It'll be done this year.
4. You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a song. It may be a self portrait or maybe even some creation I haven't yet dreamed up. I may draw. I may bake you something and mail it to you. It may not be big or impressive. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure! But lets be honest here. This is me and I will likely do something amazing. =) So come on, sign up!

5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to post this same blog on their blog and leave a comment telling me they did will win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Let's keep the chain of love going around!!

The only change I will make is that I will probably NOT be making something as my surprise to you. It will more than likey be something purchased, because before coming to this earth I did not stand in the artistic talent line to receive the gift of creativity. BUT I did stand in the outstanding "shopper" line. :) So please post your comment and wait for your surprise. If you are someone I do not know please leave me your email so I can contact you.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Monster Cookies

Look what I did today! These are called, Monster Cookies, and they are the best cookies ever. My friend Debby Erickson used to make them for me before she moved far far away. Now I have to make my own Monster cookies, and even though they are good they seem to be missing something. I think Debby added her own special ingredients of love, compassion and friendship. Plus when I would recieve her cookies they came with a visit from her which made them worth so much more.
The recipe is quite large and I really needed a five gallon bucket and shovel to mix all the ingredients. NINE CUPS of oatmeal. I sure didn't need workout at the gym after stiring all that. I will be taking the finished product to school tomorrow to share with my classmates. Yummmmy!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Another special day approaches, and once again I am unable to put any energy into the festivities of decorating, baking, or gift giving. The little energy I have left after almost four years of school is totally applied to the study of respiratory science. I think my brain is saturated. I sometimes think I have reached my limit of learning, but then another little light bulb will click on, and a difficult concept will make sense. This past week I was struggling with the whole concept of different modes of ventilation when one of my classmates made the simplest analogy that made it all make perfect sense. I was so excited, and eager to press on believing I might possibly “get” this.

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, but despite my neglect I do acknowledge that there are so many loves in my life. Of course, my true Valentine is Billy. Though there are so many reasons why I love him I think I love him most because he is my friend. He accepts me as I am and lets me be me no matter what. He is so good - he accepts the good, bad and ugly – poor man. Hmmm maybe tomorrow I will set my books aside and make him some homemade chocolate chip cookies

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Happy Birthday Stephanie


Today is my daughter-in-law, Stephanie's birthday. Stephanie, I want to wish you a happy birthday and tell you how happy and grateful I am that you are a part of our crazy, cuckoo family. I have been out numbered for years, so it is finally nice to have another female amongst all these men. Actually with the twin girls we now out number the guys, so yahoo!!!

Steph, you have been such a blessing to Jesse, and I am so thankful for the joy and love you have brought into his life.

I wish you a very happy birthday, and I wish I were closer so I could make you a cake, take you out and treat you to some much needed fun, rest and relaxing time.

Happy birthday!

I love you!

robin

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Has Anyone Seen This Little Boy?

Has anyone seen this little boy? His name is Jesse Adam Craig? He was born on February 18, 1983. He has brown hair, the most beautiful brown eyes, and when he smiles the corners of his eyes crinkle up. I love this little boy. I miss him.



Oh - I think I found him. When I wasn't looking he was stolen by a thief called "Time" who transformed my sweet little boy into this big man. He still has brown hair, the most beautiful brown eyes, and when he smiles the corners of his eyes crinkle up. What happened to my little boy? Where did he go? When did this "man" body take him over? I tried so hard to ward off "time" because I knew one day "it" would sneak in as it always does making everything a memory. I remember telling Jesse as I tucked him in at night, "sleep with a book on your head so you don't grow up - I love you just the way you are". However, despite my constant efforts - time won out.
Now Jesse is a man. He is a husband and a father. I no longer tuck him in at night. He now does the tucking in of his sweet little twin daughters, Abby and Savannah. I am proud of the man Jesse has become, but in my heart I still hold the hand of a little boy with brown hair, the most beautiful brown eyes, and a smile that makes the corners of his eyes crinkle up.
Happy Birthday Jesse. I love you.
mom