love, love, love

Her first husband was killed when she was young with 4 kids. She said she only had one dream about him after that and he disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Closure.

please help me handle this immense load. i feel so low on time.

I did some rearranging over the long weekend. I bought the Our Family frame for super cheap at hobby lobby. But now I need a pic of the family, you think I can get 2 cats and a dog to sit still long enough? Maybe I need to invest in photoshop.

Another shot of the tree. I sat on the couch and stared at it last night, so soothing. I love this time of year.

this little boy finally got a bath and he is smells sooo good

Love! But still havent decided what to wear with them.

I called this my morning after hair. I had curled my hair really nice the night before, and I didnt feel like refixing it for my early morning errands. It was very nice haha

Another blurry shot of me and my baby. Thanksgiving was so nice to get to be with everyone. I love my family.

It was an adventure getting the tree together…

Hubs treated me to something I probably shouldn’t be having to get me prepared for all the shopping madness.

I rocked my new $6 shoes to do some after Tday shopping. I only bought one thing. Go me!

Ok moving on. I bought this trench about a year ago for $9. It is super soft and I heart it.

Oh and before I leave this sad subject, please keep my mother in your prayers. This has got to be so hard for her. And Melvin’s sons, they have lost both parents this year. Thank you everyone for the warm wishes.

Here is what is going on. My Uncle Melvin passed away on Friday. He is the one whose wife passed away back in June. I always knew Melvin as Mountain Man. He was a tall lanky guy that always had a long dark beard and long dark hair. He wore a work shirt and pants and a hat all the time. He was a mechanic, a dad, a husband, and a very funny man. I didn’t know him as well as I would have liked. There was always something about him that drew me to him. I felt close to him even though I only saw him once a year. Back in the day, he was my mom’s best friend. They would rabbit hunt together and take care of one another. Melvin got made fun of in school and my mom would protect him. She loved him to pieces. He was 67. To me, 67 doesn’t sound old enough to have left us. It just breaks my heart. He was an angel with one wing in the fire.