So who do you "supposedly" look like?
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Hummm.....
So I changed my ear candy. I love the 70's sounds that are coming back! (yes, really) So I put on my new favorite song, then I notice that it says:
"Maroon 5 Make Me Wonder (Clean)"
So is there a Maroon 5 Makes Me Wonder (Dirty)? Anyone?
"Maroon 5 Make Me Wonder (Clean)"
So is there a Maroon 5 Makes Me Wonder (Dirty)? Anyone?
Grilled Cheese? Who'd a thunk
| You Are a Grilled Cheese Sandwich |
In your opinion, the best things in life are free, easy, and fun. You totally go with the flow. And you enjoy every minute of it! Your best friend: The Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich Your mortal enemy: The Ham Sandwich |
http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/">What Kind of Sandwich Are You?
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
I Love Spring!
Monday, June 11, 2007
The Dream
So I had this dream.
I was in the temple.
I was in the C. Room waiting for Jared when a woman walked in and smiled at me.
She looked familiar but I couldn't quite place her.
She sat down next to me and touched my hand and said "You understand don't you".
When I heard that Australian accent I knew right away who it was.
Kylie.
I didn't quite recognize her because she was perfect and unblemished.
So like I said, she said "You understand don't you" and I said "Of course I do".
Then she said something like "Now I can look after everyone" or "Now I can be everywhere" or something like it.
Then she just looked around the room for a minute and we were silent. Then she said "It's beautiful isn't it". And I said "Yes" and nodded. Then she got this look in her eye, a grin, and whispered in my ear "People are just DYING to get in here ya know?" And I went to stick my elbow in her side and give her a "Kylie!" Or a good scolding and she was gone.
In the chair where she sat, was a piece of paper.
I picked it up, and this poem was on it:
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.
When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Ever since that dream I cannot think of Kylie and be sad. I've cried enough for now.
I was in the temple.
I was in the C. Room waiting for Jared when a woman walked in and smiled at me.
She looked familiar but I couldn't quite place her.
She sat down next to me and touched my hand and said "You understand don't you".
When I heard that Australian accent I knew right away who it was.
Kylie.
I didn't quite recognize her because she was perfect and unblemished.
So like I said, she said "You understand don't you" and I said "Of course I do".
Then she said something like "Now I can look after everyone" or "Now I can be everywhere" or something like it.
Then she just looked around the room for a minute and we were silent. Then she said "It's beautiful isn't it". And I said "Yes" and nodded. Then she got this look in her eye, a grin, and whispered in my ear "People are just DYING to get in here ya know?" And I went to stick my elbow in her side and give her a "Kylie!" Or a good scolding and she was gone.
In the chair where she sat, was a piece of paper.
I picked it up, and this poem was on it:
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.
When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Ever since that dream I cannot think of Kylie and be sad. I've cried enough for now.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Kylie Watson

In Memory of a Loving Mother, Wife, and wonderful friend.
Half a world away, and still one of the best friends ever!
One year She was even Santa Claus to my children.
She was the one I told all my secrets to.
She always made me laugh.
She was a true example of what a friend should be.
She was my late night sanity.
She knew how to talk me down from the ledge.
Why couldn't I have done thae same for for her?
I will miss you terribly my Ky Ky.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Remembering....
It was a horrible day. I had been hurting all day. I thought it was just a stomach ache because I had been sick a couple days earlier.
Jared had left to play basketball. I told him I was fine to go ahead and go. He had been gone for about 20 minutes when I had gone to the bathroom and the toilet paper was pink. I called the hospital and they told me to come in.
I tried and tried to get ahold of Jared and couldn't. I was hurting so bad at this point I couldn't stand up, so I picked up the phone to call 9-11 and Jared came through the door. He said he had a feeling to come home.
We drove FAST to the hospital after taking Joshua to Jason and Rachel's (they lived acrossed the sidewalk).
When we got the the hospital Jared carried me inside and they called my Dr. He came in and checked me and said to the nurses (not to me) "she's dialated to 10, there's nothing I can do, send her upstairs to have it". And he walked out.
I was wheeled upstairs to labor and delivery. It was about 8 or so. Tanner James Tolman was born in the middle of the night. He was very tiny, but perfect in every way. I held him for 3 hours before the mortuary came and got him.
The mortuary put him in embalming fluid (his veins were too small), wrapped him in a cute blanket, put him in a white casket. They brought him to the cemetery, set up chairs for the funeral and did all of this for nothing. They were so nice.
There was no definate cause for his death. I am not sure whether he died and that sent me into labor, or if I went into labor and that killed him.
He should have been born in March of 1996. He should have been 11.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Cookies, cookies, cookies.....
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Graduation Day!
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Song of the Day!
So I added a little "element" to the right hand side of the page...
I will try to update the song whenever I post.
This first song is thanks to my friend Ana.
Thanks Ana! Can't quit singing it, and neither can the kids...LOL
(You must push the play button for it to start)
I will try to update the song whenever I post.
This first song is thanks to my friend Ana.
Thanks Ana! Can't quit singing it, and neither can the kids...LOL
(You must push the play button for it to start)
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