I just don't care

Jolenda and I went to a late night movie last night. It was very fun, we really don't spend enough time together without kids. Thanks Tyrel for watching them so we could have some sister time.

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So anyway, this guy was talking to us in the snack line and asked us what we were gonna get. There were two answers to this question... One answer would be like: "a little snack"... and that was if I was single and not married. My answer was:" I'm gonna tear it up".

He told me that we couldn't carry much... There were two ways to reply to that comment... One reply would be, "oh we'll manage"... and that was if I was single and not married. My answer was: "It's all good, I can turn my shirt into a bowl by flipping out the edges and load it up".

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True Story.....

You'd be Surprised

Since Dean has been gone, I have had vehicle problems three times. I have been stranded at a grocery store, stuck at home and parked in a neighborhood waiting for my uncle to come help me.

You'd be surprised at how many awesome people there are in Hayden, Idaho. One gal offered to stay with me because a man was helping me jump my battery and she wanted me to have the option of having her there to make me feel more comfortable. I took her up on her offer and I thanked her redundantly.

I do not have a cell phone and everyone I talked too had no problem letting me use their phone to call for help. I never had to wait for very long before some nice person would offer help. This makes me very happy, the car problems - not so much.

The jeep is finally officially fixed (for now). My back up vehicle, the Ford 150, needs a new radiator and I am not going to touch it 'til Dean gets back because I am so frustrated with all the mechanical problems I've been having.

The moral of this short tail is that you'd be surprised to know how many awesome people there are in this world just willing to help, I was.

Today is her Someday

Pregnant and married at 15, she dropped out of school to start a family. She's suffered through being a child of an alcoholic, being one of five children, and suffering the loss of her brother before she even turned 30. She has  done her best to raise three kids while she raised herself. She's always worked hard and saved to get the things she's wanted out of life.

Going St. Lucia has been my mom's dream for a long while. I remember many years ago my mom talking about how Kelly Ripa and her husband go vacation at St. Lucia and how she would love to go there someday.

Today is her someday, I am glad she has Ken to share in her dreams becoming a reality. I wish her well on her trip and pray she comes back healthy and safe with lots of memories and pictures.

She deserves her dream vacation.

A little bit sad

Dean and I went to a Hot Springs Resort last week and had a great time. We had a heart to heart discussion on our future and if we should try again to have a baby.

He said that he wanted to try again as soon as I was ready and then he said that if we didn't have a baby we would be okay. I started to cry and get upset at the thought of never having a baby. It was really hard for me to process that possibility.

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I have had some pretty serious abdominal pain that started shortly after my miscarriage and the doctors don't know why or what it is. The pain has gotten a lot better over the past few months and I have faith the Lord will eventually completely heal me. When the pain is all gone, Dean and I will try again.

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When I was a freshman in high school I said no to pot offered to me on the school bus because I wanted to tell my child that I had will power, and they can too.

When I chose not to drink alcohol 'til I was 22 it was because I wanted to tell my child that under aged drinking was wrong so I waited, and they can too.

When I dated and dated and never settled, I wanted to tell my child to never settle because I never settled and ended up meeting the right one for me (Dean), and they can too.

When I am all better and my faith in my Lord Jesus Christ has endured, and I have my child, I will tell him or her that I had faith in the Lord, and they can too.

Dean to the Rescue!

So, remember that screwy situation? You know.. where I, for the life me, couldn't budge that screw on my jeep? Well about a week ago, I called my uncle Quinn to come take a look and to see if I was just a wimpy girl or if it really was on there good.

He tried lots of different things to break the screw free. We didn't do anything drastic because we wanted to wait for Dean to come home and weigh in on the situation. So, since Quinn came and reassured me that I wasn't a total wuss, we left it alone 'til Dean got home.

Dean broke a torx bit trying to get it off, but he broke it loose. When he got another bit and gave it another go, it was off within seconds. He couldn't figure out why Quinn and I couldn't get it (that was annoying and a bit insulting) but he got it off and that was all that mattered.

So in conclusion, I am a wimp. Quinn, I love you but what the heck??? JK....

I guess Dean is just that good????

Things I miss

I miss the days when my dad still talk to his mom and we'd see her on a regular basis.

I miss being little and oblivious to the family problems that surrounded me.

I miss my grandpa and wish he could have met my nephew who carries his 4th generation name.

I miss granny and grand daddy who always showed great love for my family.

I miss when my dad would pick me up from school with his motorcycle.

I  miss the days when the Blackwells would gather around grandma and grandpa's fire pit and talk for hours and hours while us kids would play.

I miss Chapel in the Hills where I got baptized and met so many great people.

I miss Christmas at grandma and grandpa Turner's house.

I miss Mervyns Department Store.

I miss the smell Monsoons in Tucson.

I miss the Conyers. You couldn't ask for better neighbors.

I miss Friday nights when my mom would bring home pizza after work.

I miss my mom.

I won't give up

I was driving home from Spokane last night and my jeep started to miss and run like crap. It stalled at an intersection and luckily it fired up again so I was able to make it home, but it had me pretty stressed out. So I went to my uncle Mike's house today to do a diagnostic check. 

He helped me identify that I needed to do a tune up and also change the Throttle Positioning Sensor and I should be good to go.

So I got the parts I needed and started to get to work. The tune up was pretty easy, but changing the sensor was another story. I did the tune up first because I thought it would be harder than the sensor change. The sensor has two screws and all I had to do was change out the sensor. Sounds easy right? Wrong.

It's funny how when you're feeling pretty good about something, something else always knocks you down.

I had a million hex wrenches to work with, but zero torx so I had to borrow one from the neighbor. He was great and let me borrow a torx bit. I used it and I also broke it. I had to give it back to him busted up. The screws were rusted tight, but I managed to loosen one.  The other one would not budge, therefore breaking his bit.

Then I went and bought a torx key set and torx bits and tried again. No Luck. I spent a long time trying and trying again to break the screw loose, but nothing. At this point I am really really missing Dean.

I sprayed some WD40 on the screw and I will try again tomorrow, but I will not give up.