Poor Kitty

I am not a cat person and never have been but I feel pretty bad for my "cat person" hubby right now. Seems as if the "Sarah Cat" is nearing the end of her journey! What a journey it has been. She got dropped off at our house about 14 years ago and through much care on hubby's part became a part of our family. She has used up several of her lives in that time. I nursed her back to health after some kind of bite in Fla then a year or so ago she got sick and we thought she wasn't going to make it. I guess now she is old and tired. She no longer grabs his shoestrings every morning. Funny how she was never a mother but mothered everything else...including me! I woke up more than once with a big toe between her paws getting a good "licking." She used to love to sleep on my hip! It was weird to wake up with a cat on me like that. When we first got our lab she didn't like him AT ALL! She wouldn't even pretend. Then one day she started to cozy up to him and his eyes were wide with fear but over time he relaxed and it wasn't unusual to see them fast asleep together. It was quite funny to see her groom him. He was usually less than thrilled. Nope, I am not a cat person but I love my hubby and what hurts him hurts me. I guess in some small way I have also gotten attached to her and when she is gone I will miss her. It sort of broke my heart to wake up to hubby getting dressed late last night. He was headed out to get something for her that would perhaps make her feel better.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

It's been 17 years since our home was blessed with a beautiful girl. Our baby has grown up and we couldn't be more proud of her. She works hard at home, school and her job. She got 3 CHAMPS cards in one day! AWESOME! The years have flown by since they laid our 8 lb. 3 oz little one in my arms. Our family has been better because she has been a part of it. I love you, beautiful daughter!

HUH?

I am addled, bewildered, befuddled, confused and alot of other words that mean I have no idea what is going on. For months the computer wouldn't recognize my memory card reader. Today I tried to set up a new tower and it wouldn't show the internet explorer icon so I set the other one back up and WOO! HOO! It reads my "doogmaflopper" again! I am thinking I will never understand computers. If I can drag my sleepy little self out of bed tomorrow then I will post a more recent picture of my little girl.

Our Girl

I won't be here tomorrow to wish a Happy 17th Birthday to my littlest angel. I can't believe how the years have flown. I told hubby yesterday that I was definitely feeling my age. Anyway, April 20th, 1995 I woke up thinking that after hubby got home from work we would go to the hospital and they would do a little magic, send me home and the next day we would go back in and they would do a little more magic and AARON JOSEPH GATES would be born. That wasn't how it turned out. We did go in and they did a little magic but baby #4 decided not to put me in the misery that inducing might cause. There wasn't any going to eat at Red Lobster. I didn't get to go home at all. It was so funny because I had never come close to being induced and didn't realize that sometimes it didn't go the way you thought. We actually had Jonathon with us but whatever they did made me actually start labor! Daniel had to quick take him to our friends---after grabbing him a bite to eat. Before the midnight hour rolled around we were blessed, not with Aaron but a beautiful baby girl. I was shocked when my hubby whispered, "it's a girl." The Dr. said it at the same time. I raised up and said, "it's a WHAT???" Sure enough, there was the cutest baby girl I had ever seen! They put her footprints on daddy's arm and he carefully washed around it for 2 weeks or so. I had to trade my Cavalier in for her but it was a trade that was well worth it. We love you Abigail Celeste Gates! I hope your birthday is wonderful. You have made mine and dad's world a better place by being a part of it!

JUNKIN'

Last night as I was taking Seth to work I saw an old window in someones trash but we didn't have time to turn around and stop. On the way home with hubby we got to it before I remembered it. I told hubby I wanted it but he kept on driving. I wasn't really surprised because getting treasures from anothers trash is not fun for him. When we got home he told me that he would of stopped but there was someone too close. He asked what I wanted if for and I told him it was kind of hard to explain. On the way back to get Seth he had to pass it again because someone was too close but he actually turned around! YAY! When we got there the window that I thought was laying ON a table actually had been made into a table. COOL! The legs on the table were pretty new and possibly oak so hubby got something out of the deal too. I am so happy because not only do I have a window I have been wanting I have an OLD window. Hubby says that based on his experience it is from the 60's and maybe before! He asked me to try to explain what I am going to do with it. My plan is to distress it with black paint and put a black and white picture of each of the kids in the panes. He thinks it sounds cute. I hope it turns out like I picture it. I will post a pic of the "table" and the after pics of our projects. I think he is going to use the legs to make me a side table! Thanks, hon. I think I might turn you into a trash collector yet!