Hopes...Dreams...Desires

Summertime Blues

2006-06-10T22:31:00.000-06:00

You know sometimes I forget what it was like pre-children and now that my two are visiting with their Dad and Step-mother I realize just how different my home really is without them.

Instead of being woke up by my beautiful daughter yelling my name from her crib. I am being woke up to a beep, beep, beep. In fact, I let it go off for an hour the second day Gabbie and Daunte' were gone waiting to hear her yell my name. :/

The cry never came and then I realized that the television wasn't on. That is when it dawned on me. My babies weren't home. They are in lovely Mississippi while I sit here in Missouri without them. I have been tempted to get in my car and take that long drive just to see them. Yet, that wouldn't be fair to them or Josh and Bethany.

I have called Josh and Bethany five times since they have been gone. I have to wonder if Bethany is tired of hearing my voice yet. I know I would be.

I thought this would be alot easier than it is. So, what is a mom to do when her children are gone.

I have decided to pour myself into my work. I have worked the entire 7 days straight since they have been gone.

My son turned 6 on June 8th. His first party without me. The first time I have ever had to mail him his birthday presents and what's sad is that it won't be the last.

This summer is the first summer of many that my children won't be home. I think in fact I know I am going to hate this. In fact you may say I will dread it.

Coming home to an empty house without getting my luvies is hard. (Yes I said luvies. In our house that means hugs and kisses.)

I found out today that Gabbie got an owie on her head. Just the idea that I wasn't there to make it better bothered me a whole bunch. It's not that Bethany couldn't make it better it's that I myself wasn't there.

All I do know is that Josh and Bethany are enjoying them for the summer and I am missing them immensely.

Missouri CPS....Where Were You?

2006-05-16T23:54:00.000-06:00

http://www.ky3.com/news/2812406.html

Where was big brother when Jaycee Hardin needed them?

http://www.ky3.com/news/2811216.html

Or better yet where were they when Aaron needed them?

Why hadn't the counselor made the report that she was legally obligated to make for medical neglect, when this young man's mother told her she was taking him off his medication?

You have to love Missouri Child Protection.

2006-05-13T22:53:00.000-06:00

Okay...I know I really haven't written much, but so many things are going on right now.

Daunte is fixing to finish his school year. Big boy that he thinks he is will be moving on to the first grade next year.

On June the 3rd both Daunte' and Gabbie will be going to visit Josh for the whole summer. Oh boy....have fun Bethany and Josh. You will now officially have your hands full. :P

Then to be moving to the lovely state of Florida. Yeah I know I have to be crazy after all the hurricanes that have ran through there. Although it's not like I haven't been through those before. I am a true southerner who hates the cold and longs for the humidity and heat of the real south.

On top of all this I get smacked in the face with some nerve-racking news.

One ovary, one tube, one clamp, and it came off?!? Yay me. I love doctors....NOT!!!

Happy Mother's Day To Those With Children

2006-05-12T10:05:00.000-06:00

Happy Mother's Day to those whose children
Are those for whom their love must be their womb,
Pleased to labor in a common garden
Pruning plants they would themselves have sown.
Yes, praise to those whose love is notwithstanding,

Mothers who could not be mothers, yet
Of charity and need came to the calling,
Taking from the world what joy they would.
How well the will can ride an errant wind!
Each fate is but the field of our endeavor.
Reason may resist our heartfelt ends
'Ere we share our passions with another.
So may we all, through sacrifice and love,

Daily do what will our spirits prove,
Asking only for what we might give,
Yielding not our labors but our lives.

DFS or CPS:Part 2

2006-05-05T10:26:00.000-06:00

I am about to start this by saying good bye to the local CPS in Missouri.

In reference to http://hopeskiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/dfs-or-cps.html this post here I just recently went and had a chat with the supervisor of Ms. James wondering when my case would be closed.

She stated that Ms. James was still investigating. (Keep in mind they have only 30 days to investigate and then 15 more for extenuating circumstances.) Investigating what since she hasn't even asked for the police report was my reply. To her astonishment she said that we don't have to request those they just send them. I laughed and said that I had just left the officer who took the report and she was waiting for their request.

I told her more than asked her that when she got the report and closed my case that I wanted a case closed letter and never to hear from them again. Well, we need to take a look at your house still yet. If that's the case I told her I need an apopoinment by certified letter for you to enter my home with time and date so I can have my attorney present. She looked at me in shock. I can go to your house whenever I want was her reply. Not in this state or any for that matter. I am verbally asking that you notify me by certified mail with an appointment date and time or you can go through my attorney.

Funny thing is I never recieved a letter for them to come into my house 3 days later I get a case closed letter and not so much as a peep to the attorney I retained.

Got to love the Children Nazi's.

Daunte...

2006-04-29T20:17:00.000-06:00

My little man of the hour is graduating from kindergarten, that means more headaches and fighting with him to do his homework next year. I love it and I hate it. Daunte' moving on to the next grade is a scarey thing for me it means that he is growing up fast. Way to fast for me.

As I remember him getting on the bus for the first time I was the typical mom and yes I cried that my little man was growing up, now I think to myself that he has grown up way too much this year. He started reading, adding, and counting money. He even started being a little more onery than usual.

Of course, I love him and am so proud of this one milestone and I know that there are many more to follow.

Way too funny

2006-04-10T14:29:00.000-06:00

Get the code at www.winterrowd.com

Do You Know What Your Child Is Worth?

2006-03-30T11:50:00.000-07:00

I know what my children are worth to me emotional, mentally, and physically. I love being woke by my daughter poking her head under the blanket and saying the word mommy while smiling.

That in itself is an awesome thing you as a parent can't truely put a price to what that is worth to you, but there are those that have actually can make a monetary amount off of your children.

Do you know who they are? There are 51 one of them.

StateTotals

Alabama $376,000

Alaska $116,000

Arizona $280,000

Arkansas $468,000

Colorado $546,000

Florida $2,544,000

Idaho $196,000

Iowa $1,048,000

Kansas $440,000

Kentucky $452,000

Louisiana $172,000

Maine $424,000

Minnesota $74,000

Mississippi $140,000

Missouri $494,000

Nevada $260,000

New Hampshire $88,000

New York $3,492,000

North Carolina $16,000

North Dakota $84,000

Ohio $376,000

Oklahoma $1,062,000

Rhode Island $40,000

South Dakota $20,000

Tennessee $264,000

Texas $908,000

Vermont $150,000

Virginia $386,000

Washington $1,560,000

Wisconsin $1,232,000

Wyoming $48,000

Puerto Rico $140,000

Total $17,896,000

These are what your children are worth to states that terminate parental rights. Take these numbers from your state and multiply that by how many children you have. That's alot of cash don't you think.

I have read the horror stories.

I have seen the effects of DFS. RE: Save Jackson Bortz in my sidebars.

This family is being destroyed over an accident.

The were proven innocent by medical documentation and still have yet to recieve their child back.

Take a look.

Take a read.

How can we help as parents?

What can we do about the big brothers and big sisters that can actually over rule a Judge's ruling?

You as a parent DO NOT have to let them into your house.

You as a parent CAN tape record or videotape each visit by these people.

You as a parent can fight back.

READ YOUR STATE LAWS!

KNOW YOUR STATE LAWS!

DON'T BE A VICTIM!

You have every right to have an attorney don't let these people tell you other wise.

Even if you are a non-custodial parent you have a right to be heard.

You have every right in the world to be involved with your children even in DFS custody do not let DFS tell you otherwise.

DFS or CPS

2006-03-20T19:20:00.000-07:00

I am by far the perfect mother or a super mom, but I try to be the best mother I can be.

I mean, I bathe my children nightly sometimes two to three times depending on how much of a mess Gabbie gets to be.

I feed them three times daily.

I make sure they have decent clothes.

I give them a roof over their heads.

I give them love and lots of it.

What is a parent to do when a babysitter loses track of their child? A two year-old child at that. This happened to me about two weeks ago and now I am the one under investigation by DFS and the police.

You see I have a babysitter that watched my children while I was working. Well, on Friday nights I usually work 5 p.m to 1 a.m. it just so happens that on this particular Friday I was only working from 5 p.m. to 8 p.m.

At 7:30 the manager tells me I have a phone call and it's about my daughter. So, I immediately go to the phone and listen to Lanita babble for a minute and then hear the words no mother or father should ever hear, "We can't find Gabbie." I ask, "What do you mean?" Her response was, "Gabbie's missing."

I remember dropping the phone and turning around to tell my manager that I have to go while trying to get my swipe card off of my apron. I run for the vestibule in front of me realizing that my other half, whom is also working at the time, has my keys. Immediately, I turn around and make a run for the dishroom down the server aisle. I scream, "Gerald I need the keys." He looked at me befuddled as he turns around realizing it is me screaming at him and says, "What's wrong." All I could manage to get out was, "Gabbie's gone". He looked at me really weird and this time I screamed it, "Gabbie's missing, come on". We both ran from the back of Cracker Barrel through a vestibule into retail I remember looking over my shoulder seeing Gerald on the floor, evidently he fell turning that last corner in retail before we hit the front door.

Gerald drove that day and I couldn't remember where the car was. "Where's the car," as I scanned the parking lot. He pointed and took off with me on his heels. He handed me the keys and I took off with my emergency flashers on I must of been doing 80 m.p.h. as I went down frog hill passing two cars.

I was saying I have to call Josh. (Gabbie's biological father) Oh god Gerald the pool. Gabbie loves water, yet she still can't swim with her only being 2. What if a child molester picked her up. What if she's hurt. These where the things I was thinking about. I don't really remember if I actually said them or not.

I got to my house in 2 minutes, literally. I got out of my car and Lanita, my babysitter, opened my front door and I screamed, "Where is my daughter? Where is Gabbie?"

"Stephanie, I don't know."

"Where's Christian?"

"At the police station." I turned and ran the whole block and a half to the Sheriff's Office. As I run up to the police station there is an ambulance there, I go to walk into the office and there's my daughter. What a sight to see, she is standing there with 3 other women as soon as she sees me she starts screaming for me. "Momma, Momma, Momma." An obese woman with short brown hair, a red sweater and jeans picks her up and tries to turn where she can't see me. Gabbie immediately starts hitting, kicking, and screaming trying to get to me.

A police officer with the Waynesville Police Department, Gwen, comes through another glass door and says "I need you in that room." I noticed that Christian was sitting over her right shoulder in a chair. I tell her, "No, I want him." She tells me, "You'll have to wait in line." So, as I sit in this room and get questioned by both the police and a lady by the name of Jeanne James from DFS I realize I can't hear Gabbie anymore. I look over at Christian and ask him, "Where is she?" "She's right there," he tells me. A male officer starts yelling something at him for answering me. I sit in this room answering question after question while looking at Chris for reaffirmation that my daughter is still there.

Finally, they get done with the grilling and I get to see Gabbie. The relief I felt when they let me walk out of the Sheriff's Office with my daughter I can't put into words. DFS of course has opened a case on me which I will get dismissed.

They don't know that I know more about them than they know about me.

I know I can protect myself thanks to the laws listed on www.fightcps.com.

I know I have rights.

I also know that my family's rights will not be violated. I will not let them be.

DFS or CPS definitely has a fight on their hands with me.

With a new marriage comes new worries

2006-01-11T00:43:00.000-07:00

My life has really changed within the last couple of weeks. I forgot what it was like to wake up with someone who is holding me and telling me how beautiful I am. (Even though I look like death warmed over in the mornings.) I forgot what that does to a person's self esteem. I am by far beautiful and I am not a confident person in real life.

Jesse on the other hand is. He asked me to marry him a total of eight times before I said yes. He knew in his heart that one day I would say yes I suppose, but I gave him a list of reasons as to why I wouldn't/couldn't/shouldn't marry him.

The age thing being the biggest part of it. I am ten years Jesse's senior and I just knew it would cause problems with people here in Smallville, U.S.A. Mainly, his parents although to my surprise it really hasn't caused any problems at all with my new mother-in-law. She was absolutely darling two days after the wedding. Even though I was babysitting 5 other kids she took the time to come talk and fuss at Jesse for inviting her while there were 9 children in our house. She fussed just like I do at my kids and I knew at that moment a mother is going to be a mother regardless of what any of us say. I couldn't help but to laugh while he blushed vehemently. It was absolutely darling.

Another was the fact that I only have one ovary and that one is tied off. We've discussed it over and over. So, we have opted to try invitro. Jesse is a great father to my children. They truely adore him and he absolutely dotes on them. He is stern when he needs to be, loving all the time, and most importantly leads by example. He doesn't hesitate teaching Daunte' a new game or letting Gabbie cuddle up in his lap. It is just such a beautiful sight. I hadn't realized what an effect he had on them until I just watched. Gabbie doesn't come to me anymore when she needs something she goes to him, especially since I have been working such odd hours of late. I kind of miss Gabbie coming to me for more juice or crawling up in my lap when she is tired. Sometimes I will get her out of her crib and let her sleep with us. I miss the baby I had; she has grown so much.

Jesse is about to go into the military and it scares me. The thought that I could lose him scares the bejeebies out of me. The thought that he could be gone for 18 months to Iraq scares me even more. I knew that he wanted to join and I accepted that the day I married him, but it doesn't make me stop worrying about it.

The thing is I never ever thought that you could adore someone as much as I do Jesse. He understands the fact that I am scared and why I am terrified. This is something new to me.

He is taking care of me and our children whole heartedly with an abundance of love while not regretting anything. It's funny I never thought a man could ever love me and my children the way Jesse does. He has given me faith. Faith in God, faith in man, and faith in myself.

I know he'll read this and probably tell me that this is the nicest thing anyone has ever said about him. If that's the case then these people knew nothing about him.

I love you honey.

A New Year; A New Start

2006-01-05T23:14:00.000-07:00

Ok...I know I know I haven't been writing much.

So much has happened to me and my little family in the last month or so it's just ridiculous. Where to start is the question?

The month of December flew by thanks to things like the holidays, birthdays and of course a wedding.

Gabbie turned 2 on the 19th. She had a princess cake and the people who loved her around her. Yes, there is a thing called the terrible two's I am learning. She tells us to "ut up" which means shut up. She tells us to "weave er awone" which is leave her alone. She has also decided that she is the queen bee anywhere she goes. She doesn't want to be carried she wants to "walk" which means she will bolt from you the minute she is able. In that minute you see her hair and her legs going ninety to nothing. She is a quick little devil let me tell you. There is nothing funnier than to watch me trying to catch a 2 year old running down an aisle in Wal-Mart while she is giggling all the way.

Then of course Christmas was the 25th. Try having a pile of presents for kids plus friends and getting them to all be civial... what a chore.

On the 30th, I got married to the most wonderful man ever. Jesse is quite a bit younger than me *cough* by ten years *cough*, but the most loving individual I have ever met. He adores the children, and they just absolutely adore him. In fact, I woke up to him sitting in front of the television with Gabbie in his lap watching Star Wars. In a way that is scarey her watching Star Wars and remaining still that long, but it was a beautiful sight to see. Daunte' loves having another guy around to play with. Jesse will get down on the floor and play with his toys with him.

The funny thing is how we met was at work. Ahhh...yes the wonderful Waffle House. I was involved at the time with another gentleman and kept telling him no, but he was a persistent bugger. After, I split with my ex Jesse and I crossed paths at the local Wal-Mart and I took his number. I called him a couple days later and we talked for a few minutes. Later on that night he showed up and well....things kinda fell in place. We decided that the time was right and got married two weeks later. I mean we more than knew enough about each other. (Have you ever worked in an all night diner? The things we talk about!)

I found a more convient job for the both of us where I don't sleep all day and he is re-enlisting.

I love the fact that he is here when I wake up with his arms wrapped around me every morning.

I love the fact that we can talk for hours upon hours before we go to sleep at night.

I also love the fact that he helps cheer me up when I am having a bad day.

I also love the fact that I get a good morning kiss and a good night one.

I love the fact that he loves me and both the kids.

I think I just love the fact that I am actually in love with his heart, soul, and mind.

A New School Prayer

2005-12-27T11:02:00.000-07:00

Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rules
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.

If Scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That's no offense; it's a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.

For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all
In silence alone we must meditate,
God's name is prohibited by the state.

We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King.
It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,
We're taught that such "judgments" do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.

It's scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Amen

2005-12-25T22:54:00.000-07:00

Your Dating Purity Score: 61%

You are an under-experienced dater.This doesn't mean you're unexperienced - far from it.It just means that there's a lot of romance left to discover!

Dating Purity Test

2005-12-25T22:49:00.000-07:00

You Are 24 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

2005-12-25T22:34:00.000-07:00

2005-12-25T22:25:00.000-07:00

I have seen it all....

2005-12-25T22:12:00.000-07:00

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&ncid=1756&e=3&u=/051221/480/ah11112212006

YES!!!!

2005-12-24T12:08:00.000-07:00

Beautiful...

2005-12-22T06:32:00.000-07:00

http://home.att.net/~hideaway_fun/candy/c_cane.htm

A Soldier's Holiday

2005-12-04T22:18:00.000-07:00

This poem is a bit long, but well worth it.Take the
time to read it to the end and then pass it along to
your friends.

T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.

I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.

I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.

NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND.
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.

AND THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.

THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE,CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.

THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED
A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.

WAS THIS THE HERO
OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?

I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.

THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.

I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.

THE VERY THOUGHT
BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE.
I DROPPED TO MY KNEESAND STARTED TO CRY.

THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA DON'T CRY,THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."

THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
AND SOON DRIFTED TO SLEEP.
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.

I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.

I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.

THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,WHISPERED,
"CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."

ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT."

A Day of Memory and Thanks

2005-11-25T15:50:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I sat in Jumpgate, a space sim I play, thinking of what I should be thankful for. That was until I seen a pilot by the name of Chase. My heart stopped that name I thought to myself what is it with that name. Then it dawned on me. In the first years I played Jumpgate we had a pilot with the callsign of Jaxom whom lost his son (Chase was his name) in a massive house fire.

I immediately hailed the pilot thinking that maybe it was Jaxom who has been MIA for quite some time. To my disappointment it wasn't Jaxom making a return from the nether world, but a pilot that was more than interested in the history of his callsign and the importance it held within New Dawn. He thanked me and moved on for the history lesson of Jumpgate.

It was then that I realized two things about Jumpgate, the playerbase, and what I was thankful for yesterday.

1. NetDevil actually does care about it's playerbase. You see when Episode 2: Attack of the Conflux was released. New Dawn learned that in conflux space there was a lone sector named "The Chase". It was named after Jaxom's son better yet in memory of his son, which proved to us that NetDevil does care.

2. I also thought of my own kids that day and how lucky I was to have them. More like how thankful I am to have them.

The moral of this story is be thankful for what you have and who you have before it's too late. There may never be a tomorrow to say I love you one last time.

Welcome to the Wonderful World of Waitressing

2005-11-20T16:44:00.000-07:00

He said she said.

Drama.

Shoo shoo.

Yeap that's all the names I use for gossip. The telling of something you are unsure of. The focal points of these "hens" or "busy bodies" is due to the fact that they have no life of their own or that they just have to much spare time.

They focus on the unknown to them or what they are scared of. The flirtatious waitress can become the, "watch out for her or she will take you home waitress". What the old fogies don't realize is that on the graveyard you have to flirt to make good money.

I myself am a waitress who flirts for her tips, which by the way I love, but there comes a time to know the difference with who you are outside of work. That's right even a I can be different from who I am at work.

Did you know that the pay for a waitress is 2.13 an hour? Yes, that says two dollars and thirteen cents.

Did you know that a waitress makes most of her money in tips? If not you do now don't you.

Did you know that as a waitress you have to be something your not? For instance, I am not a people person yet at work I put on a good act. I pretend to love waiting on a bunch of drunks on the graveyard shift. If you ask me why you must need to get smacked. Money is not this waitresses drive. Surprise! My kids are.

Did you know that if you look nice and smells nice a customer will take note? That's right even myself notices the change in a customers demeanor if I have make-up on.

Did you know that if a waitress flirts with you that it doesn't mean they want to ravish your body? God, knows I will make you feel good about yourself when I am behind that counter but the minute I am in regular clothes with my kids the fake Stephanie is not there anymore.

I am a very ambitious, independent, single mother, and super mom by day. That doesn't mean it is okay for anyone to come up to me and grab my butt in front of my kids.

I have a very select group of friends. That's right friends I said. I will let them sleep on the couch if need be. I can actually be in the same bed with a friend and not have oh my gosh sex with them. Sex means nothing to me. My desire is totally gone. Yours would be too if you had to deal with the drunk GI's I deal with every night.

I absolutely hate being accused of doing something I'm not. Although, being accused of it sure makes you want to do it.

So, next time you sit down at your table in a restaurant to eat remember that your waitress may be doing something she hates for the love of her children and nothing more. It is her job to keep you happy while you are eating in the establishment and nothing more.

The Blue Dress

2005-11-19T12:56:00.000-07:00

http://home.att.net/~hideaway_fun/395/blue_dress.htm

Notes to God

2005-11-19T12:54:00.000-07:00

http://home.att.net/~hideaway_fun/398/notes.htm

What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

2005-10-26T17:52:00.000-06:00

Your Hair Should Be Orange

Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.
You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.

What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

What's funny is that my hair is so red it is almost orange. :P