Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Happy Birthday My Love (September 25th!!!)


And so it's that time of year again my love, time for me to wish you a happy, blessed birthday. Why blessed? Because September 25th is the day you came into this world. We had no connection, I was still in my mommy's tummy, waiting for my own birth just a few months later, but God had a plan for you and I. A plan you and I could never have imagined. We've had a few rough days lately, but it always remains, I could never be more in love with you than I already am yet I still believe it will happen, I will find more reasons to be in love with you and I will fall deeper.

Yet again, another birthday and we're not together. For some reason, you find a way around it, or rather, Uncle Sam has some other birthday event for you, keeping us apart. I made chocolate chip cookies, yer favorite. I imagined you were walking into the kitchen, moving close to me as if you're going to kiss me, but instead, you steal a freshly baked cookie. You mow it down with a smile on your face as we laugh together. I miss you birthday boy!!! I miss feeling you near me, the small things, the chocolate chip cookies of life :)

And so, My Love, Michael, I say Happy Birthday! Happy 25th year of life, I look forward to spending the next 25 years of our lives together. No matter how many fights, how many tears, how many headaches, how many laughs, how many places we have to go for work, we will do it all together. I will honor you more than just on your birthday, I will love you like I am celebrating your birthday everyday. Thank God, you were born Michael, because a life without you, is not a life at all.
Happy Birthday!!!
P.s. I love you!
Happy Birthday to you...happy birthday to you...happy birthday dear Michael...happy birthday to you!!!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008











New Beds



So, I spoke earlier about Carolyn's transition into a toddler bed and I couldn't continue on without showing off the kids and their new beds. Grey has been transitioned into a new bed as well, a twin bed from my best bud Raylene. It was her son's old bed, which he rarely or more like never used, so she handed it on to Grey. He was so excited. "How did you make it bigger?" he asked. As well, his grand parents gave him a little tent to put over it, and he's been sleeping under since first getting the bed.


Saturday, September 13, 2008

In the Gang (August 21st, 2008)

So we finally were able to all go for a ride together. Myself, my husband, Joe, and Miss Raylene. The guys both have Roadstars and myself and Raylene have V-stars, which we love. And so, the trip started off with more than a hitch. Joe's bike was having issues with starting and I was feeling sick, throwing up and I had a back pain that just wouldn't quit. Yet, off we went. First, we headed into town so Joe could take care of the starting issue at the dealership where he bought his bike. It was only after the battery was jumped that we were all able to take off. It was mine and Raylene's first ride in "some what" heavy traffic. I was very nervous, upon feeling like crap, I had to maneuver through traffic as well. Oh boy! We, Raylene and I, did rather well though I think our brains went on auto pilot we were so nervous. I didn't stall out once. And so it was, Joe had a dying battery(duh), which seemed to be a no brainier to both the guys, but for some reason hadn't been caught in any of the three trips Joe took to remedy his bike's situation.
And so, we were off again, to the great city, which has the "Wizard of Oz" museum. (side note* tourist trap and should be avoided). We ate lunch at a great mom and pop resturant (yum, best fried chicken ever!), which I was surprised and happy that I was able to do. It meant my nerves were finally calming down and I was becoming more confident in my riding. Before, I wasn't able to eat before a ride, but now, I have no issues. After lunch Joe headed back to the dealership to get his new battery, which had been set up to charge. So off the three of us went to the local park where I was about ready to pass out. I was so tired and my back was feeling worse than ever yet I was gonna be darned if I was gonna leave my bike and go home any other way than behind my own controls. Despite the pain, the ride was wonderful (the company superb). It was nice to be able to ride with my husband and watch his happiness at being able to share his love of riding with others. Besides that, my husband is such a sweetheart to me. He did his best to take care of me the whole time we were on our ride.

I love the feeling of sharing riding with my husband. Course, he has been spoiling me rotten, meaning he had been wanting a certain bike for a year, and finally got one. I decided I wanted to ride and we bought a bike a month later (my beautiful v-star) and on top of that, he's been wanting me to get custom parts for my bike (how sweet is that). I'm so thrilled to have joined the select group of folks who know what it means to be behind the controls of a bike. Raylene and I tease when we see women on the back of bikes. I know, it's where you choose to ride, but nothing beats being able to move how and where you want to move. I love having the experience that I have had in learning, as much guff as I've dealt with (mostly my own confidence). In my first riding season I put on over 1000 miles and took at least three, nearly 200 mile trips. I've been having a blast and cannot wait to ride with my husband again. He makes me feel more confident as well as at ease when I ride with him. I know that if I need him, he'll be there to help me in a heartbeat, and he believes in me, which is something I really need every once in a while (okay, I won't like...all the time!).




Thursday, September 11, 2008

Out of Bed

So Carolyn has been in a toddler bed for a week now. I figured it was finally time. She was likely ready a while ago, but with daddy coming home for R&R I wanted to have as little transitions all at once. I needed something to keep me busy the days after I had to give that wonderful man back to Uncle Sam. So I took to transitioning the crib, into the toddler bed. She wasn't sure what to think of her new bed. Furthermore, she wasn't even aware of the fact that she could even crawl out of it until a few days later. Once I found her beside the door sleeping on her monkey. Then the other night I heard Carolyn crying over the monitor. To my surprise, miss Carolyn was standing beside her bed, fully dressed in pjs, her bikini bathing suit bottoms up to her knees while the top was already around her chest, and her tennis shoes in hand. I told my husband of this and we both had a laugh together. After telling her that she had been crying, and that's what initially caught my attention, he asked why she had been crying. And before I could answer he ask, "cause she couldn't get her shoes on?" Yes, that's right, the little girl, with a shoe fetish, was crying because she couldn't get back into bed and put her shoes on. Ah, ain't motherhood grand and children so funny?

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

He'll Carry Me


If this isn't a testament to my wonderful marriage then I don't know what is. You, my wonderful husband make me feel special and I know, you say it's because I am, but you have a way of really driving the point home. You kiss me, with folks all around, and I feel like we are the only two in the entire universe. You wink at me and I feel like I walking on clouds. You make me feel like a queen. Watching you leave my side, boarding the plane, made me feel like I was loosing a part of myself. I have never loved another human being like I love you (with respect to our children). I feel that you value me not just as your wife, but as a woman and as a mother. You make me feel like I am beautiful. I look at this photo above and think, "my God, he really loves me." Over the weeks you were home, I feel we bonded more than I could imagine. I didn't think it was possible to fall deeper in love with you, to feel any closer to you then I did and do right now. You are a smart, funny, sexy, loyal, driven, caring, compassion, fierce, and honorable and I am in awe that I am the woman you chose to spend the rest of your life with. I am the lucky woman you cared about since high school. I am the woman you chose to be the mother of your children. I am the wife and best friend you share your values with. You have my love from here until eternity. I trust you! I value you as more than just my husband, but my partner and my equal. I cannot beleive God has granted me, little ole me, the keeper of your heart. That God has chosen me to know the beauty of what a marriage can be.
So I say, start carving away at some wood to make those rocking chairs. When I get old, when I get "not so hot" we'll rock back and forth, laughing and talking. I'll look in your eyes and you'll wink at me. We'll sit together and enjoy the simple things in life. I love you Michael. You are my everything, you and our beautiful family give me such a purpose far beyond words could describe.
Love Your Wife,
Sara
It's You and Me For Life
**seriously...you'll never be rid of me

The V-Star









I think it's safe to say my husband got a kick out of me working on my own bike. Well, actually, even I did. So the changes on my bike were a lot less smooth going on than my husband's. It wasn't so much because of the ease, but because of incorrect or falty parts. First, the hubby took care of the oil filter relocation kit. Then I helped him with the new grips, which came with a molding issue, so our gracious neighbor smoothed it out with grinding down with his dremel*. Then, when we were ready for the glue, there was none.



MORE TO COME

The Roadstar











My husband started adding customs to his bike a while ago, meaning last year in 2007. The hyper charger show in the photo on the left was purchased last year in the summer before he headed up to Stergis. Yeah, that's right, he's already been to Stergis, the little snot. He added new grips and a throttle boss, as well as a few other customs. Anyway, here he working putting his new pipes on, a set of Dooleys. He had done a mod 3 on his factory pipes and it sounded pretty dern good, but it was the Dooley sound he was really looking forward to hearing.


So, the pipes finally came while the hubby was over in Iraq. He waited a year and a half to put them on his bike after we had originally ordered them, but we both decided after hearing them, that they were worth it. The sounds is very smooth, and though it has some volume to it, it's not overbearing in the slightest. Although not shown, he also lowered the saddle bags, which balanced the look out in the end quite nicely. Between the fat butt seat or rather, the Mustang seat with cushion for the passenger's tushie, the saddle bags at factory position, and the duel pipes, the end was what my husband and I joked as being "fat". I think it's safe to say that my husband loves his bike. I'm also so proud of him!!!

Monday, September 8, 2008

They were together again!!!











I have more to add...we spoiled the bikes :) I wanted to detail the process of the work we did on our bikes, but I was unable to focus long enough on house work while my husband was home let alone sit at a computer inside while he was outside. No way, so I will best try to recall.

From Philosophy 101

There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to get wet and run quickly along the road. But doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed, though you still get the same soaking. This understanding extends to everything.

-Yamamoto Tsunetomo

I've Been Away, I Have A Good Reason


This is my reason for the lack of entries!!! I don't really have much to spill out right now. I just want to plaster the picture of myself and the love of my life wherever I can. My heart is broken yet again, but I am resolved, I will take away yet again another few lessons. I suppose I am working on patience yet again, which seems to be an on going lesson with me. Perhaps God knows something that I don't. Well, I am sure he knows quite a bit that I don't.


Until I return!!!