Praying for Rescue

Please join me as I'm praying for rescue of my friend Joe. He has been missing since Wednesday afternoon...he's a Navy pilot. It's really hard for me to write this; I've heard of so many incidents like this, but this is the first that has hit this close to home. Here's a link to the most recent Caller Times article: http://www.caller.com/news/2009/oct/31/1-navy-pilots-body-found/

The most recent news is they found the body of one of the two pilots that went missing. But I'm still hopeful. Praying all the time. The past two nights, I've woken up constantly with my friend on my mind & fallen back to sleep praying (Wed night I hadn't heard about it when I went to bed).

Hopeful in prayer,

BEST. GAME. EVER.

No, seriously. I think I went to the BEST game EVER!

I went to the IceRays game with my cousins Megan & Tori...we always have a blast together; tonight was no exception.

We started out with dinner at Wendy's. You can always expect a little drama from the Wendy's on Everhart; there's bullet holes in the windows for goodness' sake. Anyway, there was a guy who chose to sit at the table right next to us...there were 13 other tables. And we were sitting at a table in the FAR corner...he gave us the awkward vibe...so we finished up and took off. Then, turning from Everhart to Alameda, a cat ran out in the road in front of us. Thank goodness Tori's keen sense of animal told her there was a kitty and she had pointed it out as we were at the stop light.

Crossing Doddridge, these 4 or 5 middle school tweens on bikes were riding in the road, coming in the opposite direction as us and DIDN'T STOP! They had a stinkin' red light! And it wasn't as if it had just turned red...it had been red for a while. And then the boy had enough nerve to laugh at us (cuz we were freaking out because we thought we were going to hit him) and throw his hand up (couldn't tell how many fingers he had up though)... THEN, as we're pulling up to the game, this little boy (prob 8 or so) runs out in front of us! Megan's lightening fast reflexes once again saved us.

So now, we're finally at the game. Phew. We get the tickets from will call and find out it's completely general admittance tonight! So no assigned seats, yay! Game starts, hit the puck around, get in a couple tiffs, blah blah blah. Fast forward to the 3rd period...at the start, the score is 3-1, Rays. One guy gets bounced off the glass. Like he hits the glass, bounces off. Hilarious! Then a fight. More playing. The guys are a lot more intense, as now the score is 4-4. Buck guy sticks his stick out & purposely trips a Rays guy. He flew in the air & landed on his knee. Couldn't get up. (this is in the middle of the rink). On the left side, fighting breaks out again. The refs step back and let it happen. Torn between looking at the fight or at the hurt guy. Fight keeps escalating...helmets fly, fists are everywhere (this fight is just between 2 guys, btw, not the whole team), finally the refs break them up & they each get 5 mins in the penalty box. Look back at the hurt guy...he can't walk. They pick him up and he leans on them and skates on one skate of the ice. Hope he's ok. 3rd period ends.

SUDDEN DEATH OVERTIME! Woo! Just the words make it sound exciting. It was. :) The guys were intense, and at 3.7 seconds left on the clock, we thought we were going to go into the shoot-off. BUT, number 21, I believe, decided otherwise. And we WON!!! 5-4. With ONE SECOND LEFT on the clock!

GOoOoOoOoO RAYS!!!!!

Fuel Pump

is out on my car. :( UGH! I called Nissan, and they're supposed to pick it up from the Taylor's house (where it died) sometime in the next hour or so...Bill said he's pretty sure it's the fuel pump, and I guess there have been several people whose fuel pumps have gone out. The Nissan guy said it'll be Monday before they even look at it. boo. I'm glad it died at Kendi's and not some place where I would've been by myself.

On a side note, mom and some of her friends and I participated in the Diabetes Walk this morning. and I wore a MDA shirt. ha.

Goodbyes are always so hard

In January 2007, I met the Taylor's for the first time: Don, Kendi, and baby Joshua. Josh was just 8 months old, not even crawling yet. I remember Kendi bring him in to KDO (Kid's Day Out) in his car seat with a Thomas the Train fleece blanket over him. He captured my heart pretty much immediately with his cute, dimply smile.

Now, he's an energetic 3 year old who can make me crack up with a single look. Wow, has he grown in the last 3 years. He went from a little baby snuggled in his Thomas blanket to a big boy who:
*dresses himself in a hoodie, gym shorts, and cowboy boots. :)
*can tell when we're almost to the sno cone stand
*make decisions on where we should eat when Kendi and I can't decide
*kick/throw a football pretty stinkin' far
*make everyone in the room crack up just by laughing
*gets so excited over the smallest things
*can jump from couch to ottoman and back, while giving Kendi and I heart attacks, but cracking us up all the same.
*loves seeing "Ambur's cats"
*thinks it's totally cool to go for a ride in "Ambur's car," but at the same time is a little sad/teary eyed to be leaving mom behind
*who tells me how much he loves me--and means it.

Today, I had to say good bye to my sweet Joshua. His family is moving to Oklahoma next week & he is spending a week in Houston at his grandparent's before they leave. So today is the last time I'll see him until March (when i go visit over Spring Break). It was so hard. Why don't goodbyes get easier? You'd think I've been through enough, especially as of late, but they still just kill me. I feel like my heart's been ripped out.

Playing the Piano together--November 2008


I love this pic:


Baking Brownies together is always fun:





Our Christmas "Date." We went to my house to play with my cat, to dinner with my aunt, cousins, and parents, and to look at Christmas Lights:



Our last "date" was a trip to McDonald's and the Flour Bluff Football game. We had an absolute blast!






I love you, Josh and can't wait until March to see you!

Cold front!

Well, I spent the last two days being lazy on the beach. :) It was great. (Got a tad bit of a sun burn though). A last little taste of summer as today the first "cold front" of the season blew in. Yesterday, the heat index was 105. Right now, the temperature is 69 degrees! I think I'm freezing. lol.

So here I am, sitting in Coffee Waves, studying. I'd much rather be curled up on the couch, watching movies or the judge shows with my kitty cats. But, I am being responsible and studying.