The Brant Bunch

I got this from Desperate Housewife
It's kind of a fun little thing.

I am from duck dishes, from oscar meyer and mr clean.
I am from the yellow and green 70's kitchen.

I am from the pecan tree, and fireflies.

I am from colorado family vacations and quiet waiting, from Karen and Glynn and Brad.

I am from the avoidence and love.

From you can do anything and you're to quiet.

I am from Faith.

I'm from small town Texas, roast, steak, & low fat diet.

From the singing old song with Grandpa in the pick up truck, after school chats with Mom, and the punch in the arm from big brother.

I am from a paper box full of scattered pictures of Colorado scenery.

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The last of my college friends are turning 30. As I talk to my friends so many of them are not where they thought they would be at 30, and feeling a little lost. I guess there are just certian birthdays that make you reflect. There are many goals that I wanted to achieve by 30 that I haven't, but I have also changed what I want in my life. Some of those goals I still hope for the future, and other I have let go and no longer want. Are you where you want to be?

Somedays I think my one year old has a big case of bad luck. At 15 monthes he has had 2 CT scans, 1 sonogram, 3 x-rays, his stomach scoped, blood drawn, been bitten twice, poked in the eye, had a hospital stay, and a trip to the ER. For the most part he just seems to be sick All The Time. Today we went to the doctor just had no say this kid just can't stay healthy, so what is worng with him. When we left we more answers that when we went in. He may have some trouble with absorbing his food or a dietary problem...Wait, watch, and see.

The babies can once again sleep in the nursery. Today while at the church I ran into one of our cleaning staff, and ask if he had seen a mattress any where it shouldn't be. He said that there had been one in a classroom, but moved to the alcove in the gym where many lost and found items are placed. (can you imagine placing a baby mattress in the lost and found) Thanks to who even they are. I considered placing a note "this is not yours so do not touch." Of course then I have to put that note on every item in the nursery.

Yesterday was Arthur and I were married 8 years ago. To celebrate we went to dinner (Copper Creek) and a movie. We saw Failure to Launch. It's was very funny, but I could have done without the old football guy's naked butt. Anyway, there was a group of women laughing and enjoying the movie along with everyone else. Once the movie was over they stood up and I realised that they were my grandmothers age. I really thought these ladies were so sweet together out enjoy each others company with a funny movie. I guess because it something my Grandmother would never do. She mostly stays home, and ventures out very little even though she is able. It got me to thinking that I want to be an out on the town Grandma....

As the nursey director at our church I know all too well that people "borrow" things from the church, somethimes never to be returned. I use the term borrow instead of steal, because my hope is that their intent was to bring it back soon. Many items I've found in other rooms in the church, probably taken to entertain children while mom or dad works. I've had toys, blankets, and teaching materials just walk away. Rooms have been left in such a mess that you can walk through them. Food has been left ground into the carpet. It makes me sad what little respect we have for our fellow members who must replace these items and clean up the mess. I understand that we all feel like this is "our church" and people feel they everything belongs to everyone. Well two weeks ago I had a new item go missing. It's a first for me, and a little surprising. The mattress to the baby bed is gone. The truth is we don't us the bed a lot, maybe a few times a month. I mean who can sleep with all the toys and noise. The bigger problem is it leaves the metal wires undreneath exposed for little finger to touch, and little arms to get stuck. I just have to ask who takes a babies bed, and think it okay to do. I'm still trying to hope that ther is a really good reason....

One thing Samantha is truely blessed with is excellant bible school teachers. She has been coming home from church full of bible stories, and wonderful crafts. On the way out of the building tonight the girls were sort of teasing and poking at each other. Not really mean spirited; but just joking around. As they are bantering back and forth Mantha yells out "I'm sacrificing you, I'm sacrificing you" Now the good parent and me would have stopped and explained how this just was not a nice way to play, and why. I just did not go down that good parent road, instead I laughed.

Have you ever spent an entire day doing all of your laundry, and felt so good as you folded the last piece and put it away? Did you then think if everyone could just strip down naked and stay that way for a while the laundry would truely be done?