Guess What Was Under My Bed????

In my desperation to find my camera, I waved a $5 dollar bill in front of all my kids and said whoever finds Momma's camera, gets five bucks, extra computer time, and a pack of gum.  They all scattered and furiously started looking for it. That lasted about a minute and a half. Soon they were finding toys and treasures they forgot they had, and then they heard "The Simpsons" on TV and the search was over. Well, not for Travis, my unemployed 17 year old. I kept catching him opening cupboards, drawers, looking under papers, in between shelves etc.  I appreciated his perseverance (he desperately needs $$$, so he took this very seriously) I asked him to get a frying pan out from under my bed, {you might think that it's odd to have frying pans under my bed, but when you have a Pampered Chef addiction and limited cupboard space, you have to be resourceful}.  Anyway, he proudly entered the kitchen with my frying pan AND my camera. That's one place I never thought to look. He's $5.00 richer and I have my camera again.  YEAH!! Thanks Trav!!

I'm suspicious that my 4 or 6 year old had something to do with it's whereabouts now, and that perhaps I haven't lost my mind, however, that's still under debate. hehehe...  I wonder what else is under there?? One of my favorite necklaces is still lost, and so is my cell phone and also a pair of Carston's glasses . . . . . hmmmmmmm

My, how time flies!

Goll, I can't believe a whole month has gone by since my last post. It's been a fast, frosty, fun, freezy, January!!  Only 8 more weeks till Spring.  YEAH!!

I'm super sad.  I have lost my camera.  The last time I used it was on New Year's Eve and I set it down somewhere and can't for the life of me remember where.  I have nearly 400 pictures on it. I'm devastated to say the least. I hope I find it before my little missionary departs.  He leaves February 11. We're all set.  He has just about everything he needs.  This is such an exciting time for our "familia" (spanish for family) :D  He received his endowments earlier this month and has enjoyed going to the temple frequently.  I am trying to be the "Strong Mom".  I know there will be plenty of tears flowing from my eyeballs pretty soon, but if I don't think about it then I'm fine.  When people ask me about it, I'm still fine I don't even get teary eyed.  I've busied my thoughts with things concerning his farewell like, "Will there be enough food", "Where on earth will we seat everyone in our humble little abode" "What if no one is able to come to his farewell" "Will the weather be nice??" "Please Heavenly Father, let the weather be nice on that day" and so on...... I try really hard however, not to let my mind wander to negative thoughts and worries, so I won't share them. They're just normal "OVERLY" concerned Mom worries.  I really admire all my dear friends that have sent off their missionaries.  Their words of encouragement mean so much to me.  I feel like a crummy friend for not being more sensitive to what they must have been going through when they sent them out, now it's my turn, and I hope to be strong and faithful and positive.  It's just so wonderful that these young men make this decision on their own to go abroad to teach the Gospel and share their testimonies of the truthfulness of it. I know we will all be blessed abundantly.

WOW!!! only 16 more days. I remember when he opened his mission call it seemed like forever away and now he leaves in just 2 weeks.  Very exciting.  I pray that I'll find my camera soon.