I'm back!

You know it's been a long time since you've blogged when it takes a while to remember your password. I always have good intentions to sit down and write but life is constantly going on around this house, and this blog hasn't been much of a priority.


So I'm hesitant to say that it will become one now.


Let's see... My last post was in October. Quite a few things have happened since then.


I finished school with an A and a B. I was hoping for an A in A&P, but oh well. I tried hard and after being out of school for 16 years, I guess it wasn't too bad. This semester I'm taking one class online (Pathophysiology), and then I apply to COTA school in April. We shall see!


My girl finished her semester with 3 A's and 1 B. I was so proud of her! Her first semester attending college and commuting (though now she's a sophomore thanks to dual credit in high school), getting a job, and enjoying her freedom-- I think she did great.


My boys are doing excellent in school. C is still leaving school every day with a smile and is very happy, and when I asked him if he wanted to be homeschooled again or stay in school he opted to stay in. (I wasn't really considering pulling him out. I just wondered what he thought.)


A is doing amazing well in school and especially in theater. He played Reverend Shaw Moore in Footloose and stole the show!! Ok, I am his mom, but I promise he was amazing. I will try to post a video of his solo and you can be the judge.


Besides school and church and theater practice and life, I have decided to take a stab at a new venture. My SIL (who owns a restaurant) is encouraging me to try out some of my gluten-free recipes. At the moment, I'm seeking taste-testers in my area and working on tweaking some recipes, but I'm really excited about this opportunity. If it doesn't pan out, at least I tried and my son is getting some great, healthy food.


Hope your weekend was warm and cozy and your week is fabulous!

Stick a fork in me- I'm done!

I was so hoping that my speech professor would ask who wanted to give their speech first today, because even though it's totally out of my character to raise my hand and volunteer to do such a thing, I wanted to get it over with.

And I did! Woo hoo!

I think I did ok, though I started getting nervous when I got to class because I couldn't find anybody else that actually wrote out a speech like I did. Everybody else just jotted down notes on note cards.

And being the nerd that I am, mine were typed out on note cards.

But oh well. I'm done!

Unfortunately, I do have to watch my speech online and critique myself. She said that it would be painful, and before even logging in I can tell you that it's gonna be.

But did I mention that I'm done?

I have to admit that I totally kissed up to the teacher after my speech was over, though that wasn't really my intention. (But if it helps, so what!)

She commented on a book I mentioned in my speech (Francine Rivers' Redeeming Love), and as I was putting up my stuff and she was in the back of the class, she and I shared our mutual interest in Francine. I told her about her new book that I just read and she said she hadn't read it it. So I offered to bring it next week for her to borrow.

And she said yes. So you better believe I've already packed that book in my bag for class on Monday.

Until then, I will be studying, going to lunch with friends, and hopefully squeezing in a day at the pool if the sun ever decides to come out again.

Have a great Thursday!

I am one of them

So we've had two days of Speech class and already our first one is due.

I don't know if I've mentioned this before or not, but I'm not a big fan of public speaking. In fact, I'm not even a little fan of public speaking. I'm only taking this class 'cause it's required.

And though I really like my professor and I do believe this course will be good for me, the fact that I am twice the age of all of the students in there kinda freaks me out.

I mean, what if they think I'm just a big old dork? Let's face it - they're probably gonna think I'm old after they hear my first speech because they'll know how old I really am. (The first speech has to be about us so of course I'm gonna be talking about my kids.) And I hope I don't look like a dork up there, but my sweet daughter that I will be talking about in my speech will be the first to tell you that I am really not cool.

You're shocked, I know.

(She also says I'm not scary either, in case you were wondering.)

Maybe this is just payback for when I was in college the first time and rolled my eyes at the "old" students who sat on the front row and always raised their hands to answer questions.

I don't sit on the front row in any of my classes, but technically, I am one of them now.

We have to bring five things to class that illustrate who we are. My five things I will be talking about are: my children, my husband, my friends, the fact that I'm a Christian, and that I like to read. I'm bringing pictures of my family, my Bible, and a book, but I haven't figured out what to bring for the friend thing. I mean, I can't really bring my friends.

Though that would be cool. Anybody want to come to class with me on Wednesday?

I'm sure I will figure it all out and the speech will be fine and when I watch the video of it I won't be completely mortified. Right?

The thing that's getting me through it all (besides Jesus, of course) is the fact that I'm meeting three girls I graduated with for lunch on Friday. It will be so nice to catch up with them (what we haven't caught up with on Facebook), and know that this first speech is over and done with.

Have a great Tuesday!!

A lot can happen in three months

In the last three months since I've blogged...

I've taken and completed three college hours of Medical Terminology and received an "A". So very excited about that, cause I worked my stinkin' butt off for it!

I've observed 8.5 hours at an amazing pediatric clinic and loved every. single. minute. of it. (My next setting will be inpatient, only because I want the experience. I can tell you right now that that's not where I want to be.)

I've registered for seven hours to take in the fall (starting Monday!!), and I'm very excited about everything that goes along with that. Though that last summer course was tough, I liked working hard and seeing good results. I know it's going to be a great semester.

I've visited my dad a couple more times. I wish I could go see him weekly, but life does not permit at this moment. He's doing great, making progress and doing better each day. I'm still waiting for him to pick up the phone to call me. Soon, I pray.

I went on vacation with my family and five of my favorite people in the whole world. We went to Orlando for ten days and had a wonderful time. Lots of sun, coffee on the patio, Disneyworld, Phase 10, good food, and laughter!!

I overcame my fear of elevators. Looong story saved for another post, but I promise-- this was a HUGE thing for me. Just to put it into perspective... At one point in an elevator on vacation, my 16 year old said to me, "Wow Mom, this is the first time I've been in an elevator with you." And he was right!

I resistered my youngest son for public school and watched him have an amazing first week. He jumped right in without grumbling or complaining, and his teacher said that he is "a breath of fresh air" in their classroom. What a blessing for this mama to hear!!

I stood in the driveway as my daughter drove off to college. She came back that afternoon (since she's living at home), but I was still very sad that day. It was the first day all three of my kids were gone, two of them taking big steps in school this year, and it was rough on me. But I'm so very proud of both of them!

I turned 36. I celebrated at my favorite restaurant, and I had family and close friends with me to celebrate. It was an amazing night!

I went to a Rangers game, got a great tan, went to a Beauti Control spa party (where I signed up to sell the products though that's just not gonna work out for me- though if you wanna buy some of their products I have a bunch of stuff I need to sell), and I went to my home town to visit my grandmother and a friend that I've had since I was about 13. It was an awesome trip!

Oh... and I got a brand new car! First new car I've ever had. It had 9 miles on it when I drove it off the lot and I loooove it. It still smells new and is shiny and rides great and is so beautiful. It's a 2011 Camry, and I wanted one of those because my daughter is driving our 2001 Camry that still runs great and most importantly-- is paid for. I plan on having this car for a very long time.

I plan on getting back into the routine of blogging again. I should probably notify the three people that used to read this blog...

Have a happy Sunday!!

Never say never

So. When my kids were little, I said I would never homeschool them. It was way too much work, and I didn't want to be responsible for them getting several grades behind other kids their age.

And then one son begged me to take him out of school and the other one was miserable there and not getting what he needed. So I did.

Then I said my youngest son would never go back to public school because of the tough time he had when he was in before.

And then the Lord said, "Yes he will." So this year he will be starting high school in a public school. HIGH SCHOOL. He's been home with me since the second half of fourth grade.

I also have said - many, many times- that I will never, ever go back to college because there's really nothing that I want to do that requires a degree and I really like being home, blah, blah, blah.

So I bet you'll never guess what I did this week.

Yes, I registered for college. My ultimate goal is to become a COTA (certified occupational therapy assistant), but I will start out at our local community college for my basics.

Why a COTA? Well, thanks for asking.

As a mother of a child with special needs and a friend of many mothers of children who have gone through all different forms of therapy, I know what it's like to have a child who needs help. I know what it's like to look to therapists (or teachers or aides) who can offer that assistance with compassion and I know what a blessing they are.

I want to be a blessing.

Plus my husband has been a physical therapist for eleven years, and I'm pretty familiar with the inside of a therapy gym. :)

I don't know for sure, but I feel pretty certain that I will end up in pediatrics. I want to help, to encourage, to love on those kids, and to see their progress.

I know it's going to be a long road, but I am getting very excited about it.

And I was even more excited when I went to talk to an advisor the other day and found out that I don't have to take the THEA because my ancient TASP still counts aaaaand I have 35 hours of usable college credit. Woo hoo!!

I know life is going to change around here, but it's gonna be good changes. My daughter will be commuting to college for a semester. My 16 year-old will be a junior and will be driving himself to school. My youngest will start school for the first time in 4.5 years, and I will be reading books that you can't actually use in a book club at church.

It's a whole new season for everyone!

Updates

I think I've said this before recently, but it's been a very long few weeks. I have lots going on in my head and my heart right now, so I am thanking you in advance for letting me vent and apologizing if this doesn't make any sense.

My dad is doing better every day. He's in therapy five times a day, and I was able to see firsthand how hard he is working last week. I know he's better today than he was a few weeks ago, but it's still very difficult for this 35 year-old to see her daddy in the condition he's in. It just is.

I cry often, out-of-the-blue and at weird moments, because I just miss him. My sweet husband has been very supportive, though sometimes he doesn't understand the tears. Well, ok, most of the time he doesn't understand.

Friday night he and I went on a much-needed date, and I finally satisfied my craving for boiled crawfish. They were sooooo good, and I will be going back soon. Then we went to the outlet mall and landed a 40% off sale at Gap. I got lots of goodies, which I don't get to do often. And to end the evening off on a wonderful note, I decided to show him how much I loved my iTrip and played him two songs that made me sob harder than I had in months.

One was this song by Taylor Swift. She wrote it for her mom, and every time I hear it I weep. Did I mention that Friday was also the day before my daughter's high school graduation? Yeah.

I think my exact words when plugging in my iphone were, "Let's cry, shall we?"

Then I played this song by Paul Simon. My dad bought me his greatest hits cd a few years ago specifically for that song, and considering what's going on, that song pushed me directly into the ugly-nobodyshouldeverseemelikethis cry.

The line from the song that sent me over the edge.... "As long as one and one make two, there will never be a father love his daughter more than I love you."

One day he'll be able to say those words to me again.

Saturday was my daughter's high school graduation, party at my SIL and BIL's restaurant, and project graduation. That's for a whole other post.

Right now I'm going to finish my glass of wine on the deck and pray that my 16 year-old that's learning to drive comes home from the gas station safely.

Have a great night!

Blah week. Good day.

It's been a very long week. Eleven days, actually.

I've debated on whether or not to blog about this, but today has been one of those days when - though I have lots of people to talk to and cry with - I just don't wanna.

(And please don't take offense, all of you sweet friends who have offered to let me do just that. I appreciate every one of you. Sometimes a girl just has to cry on her own, though. Ya know?)

But writing it all out just seems like what I need to do at this point.

Almost two weeks ago, my dad had a stroke. My mom called me early Tuesday morning to tell me that they were on their way to the hospital. She asked him a question. He couldn't speak.

She asked me to pray.

I began contacting those closest to us to pray and kept up with his progress all day via texts and phone calls from my mom. (More on these people later. I am in AWE!)

It was a very. long. day.

(But I have to say a very BIG thank you to my very special friend who let me ramble, cry, text, call, vent, talk, etc. from that very first moment on. You don't know how very much I needed your listening ear and how very, very much I appreciate you!!! You are the best!!!)

It turned out that my dad's blood pressure was through the roof. It's always been high, and he has not taken his medicine like he should have.

He's had two CT Scans, an MRI, an EKG and numerous blood tests. Everything else looks fine.

But then there's the stroke.

It has affected his ability to speak. He can sing anything he wants, but speaking an isolated word is often impossible. He can walk, though it's a struggle, and he isn't doing it much right now.

He is also emotional. Sometimes it's because he can't help it, and sometimes it's because that's just who he is.

And if you knew my dad, you would know that not speaking is just not him. He's always talking, laughing, picking on somebody. Today it hit me that I haven't actually had a conversation with him in 2.5 weeks. We talk on the phone often, and today I just really, really missed hearing his voice.

I went to see him the day after it happened and stayed for two days. I feel like I did nothing productive while I was there, except for going to the grocery store for my mom, but I was very glad to be there. I needed to see him. To tell him that I loved him. To not let my mom be alone.

My very sweet physical therapist husband passed me on the highway as he went to visit my dad and I went back home to the kids. I don't think any of us could ever thank him enough for all that he did that weekend.

He evaluated my dad. He explained things so my mom would understand and know what was normal and what was not. He talked to the doctors. He helped (and was committed to stay there until) my dad get into a rehab hospital.

He prayed for him. He encouraged him. He laughed with him when my mom was driving him crazy.

At this point, Dad is receiving LOTS of therapy at an excellent facility that's supposed to be one of the best in the state. He is receiving LOTS of cards, e-mails, and phone calls from friends and family who love him and are praying for him.

(Honestly, the love everyone has shown my family these past couple of weeks is overwhelming and often times what is holding me up. I can't thank them enough!!)

Tuesday I'm going back down to visit for a couple of days. I hope to see progress, but really I just want to see my dad.

Today was a rough day for me. I haven't cried too much in the past couple of weeks, but sometimes it just hits me. Today was one of those days.

And then there's real life stuff that doesn't go away when tragedy strikes.

My oldest child is graduting from high school in one week from today. She's going to college in the fall but (thankfully) living at home for now. Unfortunately, the college expects us to pay for tuition.

I'm thinking of sending my youngest back to school next year after being homeschooled 4.5 years. My middle child is learning to drive. We are in the middle of refinancing our house.

But in the midst of my pity party today, something good happened. Totally unrelated to my dad.

My son, who hasn't been to a movie theater since The Cat in the Hat (my other son informed me of this fact), went and watched Shrek with his dad and brother today. This is a HUGE deal for him, because he has never liked the theater. He'll watch movies on tv, but he's never liked the dark room with the loud sounds.

I was so proud of him!!

So...

If you will, please pray for my dad's quick recovery and healing. His therapists give him great hope that he will be back to "normal" one day soon. Pray for my mom to rest and eat and get through this stronger than she was before.

I will update on here as I can and feel like I need to.

Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose."

Happy Mother's Day

I watched this video at We Are That Family today. It's kinda long, but well worth it. Enjoy.

We are blessed to be a blessing

I just love it when God brings things full circle. Isn't it awesome when we are able to help people out the same way someone once did for us?

I did something fun today.

I played tour guide to the wife of a man who is about to start working with my husband. His new job starts in July, and the young couple is looking for a place to live.

So while he became familiar with the clinic and his soon-to-be coworkers, I drove all over our area looking at rent houses and tried to make his sweet wife feel comfortable.

Fresh out of physical therapy school, they are excited about this new season in their lives.

They are 25 and 26.

The exact same ages my husband and I were when he got out of PT school.

The exact same ages we were when he got his first job and went on his first interview.

While he stayed at that clinic eleven years ago, I drove around with his future boss' wife looking at rent houses.

And while I didn't know a single soul in that city, she made me feel very comfortable--sharing her favorite things about the town and answering any and all of my questions.

I hope I helped out today, not just with geography but also in sparking a new friendship.

And I hope she was as blessed as I was.

Motherhood

Kristen at We Are That Family is doing a giveaway this weekend for a picture that most repesents motherhood. To me motherhood is...

Today I am thankful for...

Lately the Lord has reminded me (in big and not-so-big ways) that I need to be thankful for what I have. I am so blessed, and I think I take a whole lot for granted. So here's my top seven.

I am thankful for a God who is gracious beyond anything I deserve. He promises to keep working on me and that He's never going to leave me. This could be my whole list right here.

I am thankful for a husband who loves me more than life itself. He works hard for us, is faithful, and wants the very best for us.

I am thankful for three happy, healthy, beautiful, smart children. (I prayed for those things when I was pregnant.) They are sooooo much more than that, too. They are obedient, respectful, kind, funny, lovers of Jesus, and a blast to be around. My life would not be the same without them in it.

I am thankful for my family. All of my family. Honestly, I have the very best family on the planet. They are encouraging and love me and take care of me and would be here in a split second if I called any one of them for anything at all. I have no question about that.

I am thankful for my friends. I have close friends that I've known for a lifetime, and I have new friends that I've known for a matter of weeks. No matter the depth of the relationship, it is a blessing to have a friend-- someone to talk to, to hang out with, and just be a girl with. Ya know what I mean??

I am thankful for people that pray for me. Those that do it in private and those that tell me that they're praying. I cherish those prayers! My grandmother has a friend that's probably been around our family since I was born or maybe before. She is very ill right now and will probably go be with the Lord soon, but she has prayed for me every day of my life. I already knew this, but she even told me this a few years ago when I saw her. What a treasure that is to me!!!

I'm also thankful for the little things in life-- the stuff that I have. My life would go on fine without it all, but it's still fun... Like my iphone, my itrip (Happy Mother's Day to me!!), my solar nails, etc. Just stuff, but I do enjoy them. :)

So what are you thankful for today??

Tragic news from my kitchen cabinets

As I was getting my first cup of coffee this morning I pulled out one of my favorite mugs, and I was thinking about the day we moved into this home three years ago.

My friend who was helping me gather up the few remaining things not packed around the house noticed I had a lot of coffee mugs. She tried to get me to scale down some, but so many of them had sentimental value that I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

The one above is from my sweet friend Elise, given to me when my kids were very young.


This is one of a set of two from my sister-in-law. She bought them in Mexico on her Honeymoon. I should probably be using them more often since they are so beautiful!

Obviously this is from New York City. I bought it in the gift shop when we went to see the Statue of Liberty. I would love to go back there!! (NYC, not the Statue of Liberty.)

This is from a gift shop in Destin on our way out of town a couple of years ago. I'm not sure it's ever been used.

My husband bought me this one at Gateway last year. It says "I love a stay-in-your jammies kind of day!". He knows me well.

This one is from my daughter's sweet boyfriend. He bought each of us a mug or cup from Disneyworld last summer on vacation. This summer we're all going back there with them. I can't wait!!

And here is where I must share the tragic news.

As I was pulling mugs out of the cabinet, I quickly noticed that one of my favorite mugs was missing. It was red and it had a picture of Josh Groban on one side, JG on the other. It had been used many, many times for me to enjoy a steaming cup of coffee in. My mom got it for me when he went to his concert a few years ago. It is the closest connection I had to Josh Groban-- as I do love him dearly.

Please read below the conversation I had with my husband this morning. I hope you are grieving with me.

Do they sell mugs at Bon Jovi concerts? If they do, I am SO getting one on April 11th!

10 Things You Might Not Know

Beth Moore is sharing ten things you might not know about her over at the LPM blog today and has asked others to join in. What are ten things I might not know about you?

Here are mine:

1. I married my husband twice in one week. (Had to do with our marriage license.)
2. I don't like any icons on my computer desktop.
3. I love to sing even though I'm not very good at it.
4. I bit my nails for 30 years and I only stopped because I have fake ones now. (Thank you, God, for solar nails!)
5. I love to bake, especially for others.
6. I do better under pressure.
7. I pace when I pray.
8. I treasure my friends.
9. I hate buttermilk.
10. I play Viva Pinata on the Xbox 360 when I want to veg out.

What I did on Friday

I heard on the radio last week that Beth Moore and Francine Rivers would be in my area signing copies of their new books. Getting to Barnes and Noble 3.5 hours early seemed only logical to me, though I was the first one in line. (I wasn't complaining!)



They told us we couldn't pose for pictures with them so I didn't even ask. Then I saw my new friend Robin's blog and she has a picture of her and Beth on her's. Oh well! It was still lots of fun.

I met several sweet ladies in line and we had lots to talk about. I made a new Words With Friends friend, and we're exchanging books later this week. All in all, it was a great time!

I wanted to go because I love both of these women, but Francine Rivers is my all-time favorite author. Redeeming Love is my all-time favorite, best ever, nothing can compare to it- book. The Last Sin Eater by her was great, too. Her new one that she signed is called Her Mother's Hope. (To the right of this screen.)

Beth Moore signed a copy of her new book So Long, Insecurity. I really think she wrote it just for me. I haven't started it yet, but I will soon. I hear that it's amazing! (And why would we expect anything less from her, right?)

This last week we (my husband and I) have talked about making lots of changes around here next year... Like the possibility of my youngest going back to school and me possibly getting a job. I told him that it was days like this that make me very thankful I don't have one right now! :)

My new thinking spot

I still love a hot, steamy bath when I want to think and get away by myself for a little while, but now I have a new thinking spot.

On my deck.

In my lounge chair.

With the birds and the squirrels and no other noises.

(And that blue stuff beyond the trees is the lake.)

I am loving this new deck!

My morning

This is the view out my kitchen window this morning. You can't really tell in the picture, but it's snowing pretty steadily. Unfortunately for my daughter, the few inches we may get today are not considered blizzard weather and school will go on as planned.

Right now I have my ipod on shuffle, and Jon Bon Jovi is telling me he'll be there for me. C is already on the computer this morning, and Duke is curled up on the couch thankful that we don't have a fence outside so that he can live inside the house with us.

I'm already in my workout clothes, because I don't plan on leaving the house until it's time to lift weights. This is week three of the most stringent workout plan I've ever had. (Of course, this is only the second time in my life that I've done this.) My bff and I are walking/running two miles, three times a week. Tuesday and Thursdays are weight-lifting, and I'm very excited about our progress so far.

Though I don't really want to leave the house, I started thinking about making Valentine's sugar cookies, and then I realized I left my sugar at the bff's. I'm wondering if the Exxon down the street has some. I'll let you know. =)

I know I said that I sometimes get bored around here, but I'm thankful for days like today -when I don't have to get out in this weather. My hair is air-drying and I haven't even thought about putting on make-up yet. What a blessing to be able to stay home! The rest of my day will be doing school with C, reading my library book, doing some writing, and possibly making cookies.

Hope your day is warm and cozy!

Is it summer yet?

I'm not sure what the weather is like where you are today, but I am getting really tired of the cold, wet, gloomy weather here in East Texas.

Where are you, Mr. Sun??

Not only does this weather make you want to stay inside, but I started working out with a friend a couple of weeks ago, and the cold rain is really cramping my two-mile run on the track.

I'm also getting a little stir-crazy these days, which has a little to do with the weather and a lot to do with the fact that I need something to do. (And my prayers have been veeery specific lately, as I realize God could give me plenty to do.)

I'd love to be a novelist, though I sit and stare at a blank screen with nothing to say. I want a job, but the one that was looking hopeful from home is taking much longer to start than I had hoped. I can only clean my house and do laundry so much during a day before it starts to really get old.

(And honestly, if you came by right now you'd probably tell me I really shouldn't be bored. The clothes on the couch are clean, I promise!)

I sound like I'm complaining, and I really shouldn't be. I am more blessed than I deserve, and I'm very, very thankful for everything the Lord has done in my life.

Just one of those blah, rainy kind-of days.

Hope yours is more exciting than mine. :)

What song makes you think of me?

One thing I love to do on my cell phone is set up specific ringers for specific people. I like using songs that remind me of that person. For example...


My husband's ringtone is the UT fight song. (If you knew him, that would be an obvious choice.)


My mom's is Give Me A Ticket For An Aeroplane. (Yes, I switched it, Mom.) This song was one she used to teach aerobics to a million years ago. I always think of her when I hear it.


One of my brother's is Blackbird by the Beatles. The other brother's is Heartlight by Neil Diamond.


My bff's is Don't Stop Believing.


What song would make you think of me?

The Blind Side

If you haven't already seen this movie, I am sure you have at least heard about it. And when I tell you that it was incredible and very moving, I'm sure you would tell me that that's what everybody's saying about it.

Well that's because it's true!!


I won't spoil the story, but I will tell you that your heart will be changed when you watch it and that you need to bring your tissues with you to the theater. You will use them.


For those who have seen it already, I will tell you what really touched me out of the whole thing. Several years ago I read a book in a book club called Finding Anna. I've probably blogged about it before, but it's about the story of the man who wrote the hymn It Is Well With My Soul, Horatio Gates Spafford.


(It's an excellent book that I highly recommend.)


Anyway, after I read the book, I googled him and his story and found photographs of many of the things they talked about in the book. Photos of him and his family, an important telegraph, the lyrics he actually wrote for the hymn. Though I knew the story was true, seeing those things made it very real for me and the significance of it all really hit me.


That's what happened when I watched The Blind Side last night. Though I knew it was a true story, seeing the real Michel Oher and all the photographs of him and his family during the credits made me weep. This really happened to this boy, and this family really did change his life. Any I wonder how many other millions of kids out there are just waiting to be saved the same way?


I will buy this movie when it comes out on video, and I wouldn't mind going to watch it in the theater again. It's THAT good.

Christmas Cards

My friend Leslie posted this on her blog today. What a great idea!!

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Calling All Christmas Card Senders Near And Far...

One of my Facebook friends from high school just posted this on her status update:

(From her SIL).... I work with special needs 1st-5th graders. The kids would love to get Christmas cards from all around the United States. This will teach them about geography, friendship as well as, how awesome it feels to get a piece of mail. You can mail ...cards to: T.E. Baxter 1050 Park Place Blvd. Midlothian, TX 76065 C/O CBI Class. THANK YOU !!!

If any of you have a moment, would you please send a Christmas card to these special little kids? Wouldn't it be awesome to flood the school with cards that are specifically addressed to the CBI class? You know... the class that probably always gets left out. Let's let everyone know that kids with special needs are precisely that... SPECIAL!

Thank you so much!!!