Our own little Pups

Just a bike

A few Saturday's ago we were enjoying the nice day and the boys had just finished their bottle rocket. After about a zillion launches that looked something like this...

we got everything together and opened our back gate to put it all away. It was then that Beau noticed our road bike was missing. Not our Walmart bike that I cruise around with Tyce in the green goodie seat, but a bike I was given as a birthday gift a few years back that resembles one you may see people in tight clothing and helmets ride--like they are working, not lolli-gagging. My heart sank and the fabulous mood that we were both in plummeted. This wasn't a bike we could easily replace. We looked around the neighborhood, but no luck. It is not an exaggeration to say that we were heart broken. I loved the feeling of flying I got when riding the Lightspeed.

As I was getting ready to go to bed a few days later Monday night, I heard a ding on my phone (meaning an email had come through). I opened up the email from one of my dearest friends and time literally stopped.

I found out earlier today that I have breast cancer.

and as I type this weeks later, I still cry--for this kind of trial and journey in a person's life are never wanted or asked for (yet still for a reason). It is all very surreal to me, yet in just a moment, it brought me back to the perspective of what is really truly important in life. Good friends, family, relationships--people in general.

Not bikes.

Back in Business!

After getting a new phone, DSL filter and modem--we can hear people that call us on the phone & are up and running the internet again. Wow. 2 weeks using just my cell phone worked, but I am happy to have the bigger picture. Now its time for catch up...

**Don't worry--you are at the right place...I know after almost 4 years of the same background you may get confused with the pizazz. One would think with how often I like to change my furniture around it would have happened sooner! (...that reminds me its been a while since I pushed couches around...)**

Signs

Should I be offended? I am the only girl here...

You'll never guess the secret code!

I love stuff like this.