Really Really Late....

So whilst going through my monstrosity of pictures I stumbled upon a post I should have done back in...JULY!!!!!! My mama's 40th birthday. 3-2-1... Now my mom should be calling me to tell me that putting it on Face book was enough and that I had to take it off right now. So if this blog post mysteriously disappears, now you know. ANYWAY... My mama turned 40 in July and my grandma and I threw together a surprise birthday party for her. We spray painted a sheet to read "Lordy, Lordy, Suz is 40!" :






I had the longest phone conversation with the lady at Publix as to getting a cake. (Seriously, I think she was on like prescribed drugs or something(and I don't think they were prescribed)). This is what it ended up looking like:

We invited The Sisters and Ms. Kay and Kaylee and John and Lora.

This party guest freaked out the whole time. Go figure.



And the birthday girl:



Happy birthday mama!

I Seem To Do Posts Like This All The Time...

Sorry I haven't posted in like.... 2 months. Other than getting nasty emails(Emily!) I completely forgot.Whoops. I have a birthday party to be at in 2 and a half hours so I will try to squeeze as much blogging as I can into the time I have!

Halloween Photo Shoot

I Might Be Bluffing!

On September, 28, 2010, Emily Elizabeth Haynes turned twelve. We loaded up in the car and her mom took us to North Point mall. This is the mall with an American Girl Store. That I have never been to before. I mean HELLO! Anyway... we went to Claire's, Justice,Starbuck's, FYE (a music store), the disney store (we spent an insane amount of time in there now that I think about it) The As Seen On TV store,Dillard's, and a bunch of other places. We shopped till' we dropped. Literally. Here we are in front of the American Girl Store:

At Claire's we found a three way" Best Friends Forever" necklace. We had to get it because we had never seen that before. Here it is put together:












Here is Emily's "Birthday Cake":

Here is Kaylee and Emily with their ice cream:

Then we headed downstairs to watch Phantom Of The Opera,. The title of this post is because every five minutes I asked if the leading lady was gonna die and Ems would say something then "I might be bluffing" or "He might be bluffing". It drove me crazy!!!!!
Happy birthday ems!!!!!!!!!

Fabulous Five

I still remember when I was told that mama was gonna have a baby girl. I mean Holtie was awesome, but he's no girl (he feels the same way about me). When did she turn five????This is her and her new dog, whom she promptly named, Walter:

And the new Tinker belle movie which she has proceeded to watch 5 dozen times.

This is her someone's-given-me-way-too-much-sugar-so-watch-out-look:

My sister takes after me.

When there is something really loves,

she sticks

out her tongue :)

And my favorite shot of the day: Holt reading Carolina the card he made her:

Happy Birthday Princess Mouse !

Whoops!

Yes, I know it's been awhile. I'm sorry. But since I persuaded Carolina to come in the basement with me (who is very hyper right now) and since no bees seem to be inhabiting this certain area I will be blogging tonight. I promise...

So...

So... like the new look? I was bored with all the old stuff so I just whacked everything and started over. I have some pictures I will put on here later of Mouse at her birthday party yesterday. Well, I will go because the pictures are upstairs.... Bye!

Timothy

We started Timothy (our co-op) 2 weeks ago, although this year someone had enough sense to make our schedules so we don't have to get up at 5:55 in the morning. My first class I am an assistant in for a preschool art class. My second class is Learning How To Write A Research Paper. I had no say in the matter and I can't say that I am thrilled with my parents choice of classes, because I am also taking an hour and a half science class. I am forcing myself to like science though because I want to end up being a nurse. I am probably going to be absent the day of the fetal pig dissection, though. Ew. But my favorite class is my class right after lunch which is Beyond Beautiful Girlhood. I took Beautiful Girlhood last year and this is a continuation of that class. It talks about manners, beauty, etc. The class however is not my favorite part of the day but rather my teacher. Her name is Charity Jones a.k.a. Cha Cha to some people.She is the most amazing teacher in the entire world (this of course excludes my mom). She is simply unbelievable. Check out her blog to see some of the amazing things that she can do with her hands. She made an unbelievably awesome looking island that had looked nothing like it before. She also made an amazing looking tomato pie with homegrown tomatoes. She is also an amazing woman of God. She loves Him so much and you can tell when you look at her. My favorite time last week was when all the other students left to got to other classes but I stayed and just talked to her about life for 20 minutes. She is amazing! I am so blessed to have her in my life!

Old Pictures (and memories)

Mouse and Holtie 2005

Cry to Jesus

Just so You know I don't like writing about this part of my life, but I need it out there. There are four parts to this blog post.Grab some coffee and Kleenex cause this could get boring and emotional. Fast.
Part One
Tick tock. Tick tock. People walking by like everything was normal. Red leather sticking to my calves. Chills running up and down my spine. I knew it. I knew it before he reached me.This exact same thing had happened a couple months back. I knew the baby was gone. The baby I was so excited about. The baby I was going to take care of. The baby that was going to be my brother. And now he was gone. Just like that. Snuffed out like a candle. Cry out to Jesus, Jules. But I told myself no. He brought this upon me didn't he? Why should I trust him with my life? I kept it in me growing every day. And about once a week when I hadn't had enough sleep, all my guts came pouring out and I just couldn't stop crying. Why? Why?Why? This was my favorite word for a very long time. Why doesn't Jesus care about me? Why does he give babies to teenage girls who won't take care of them and not give them to us? It baffled me. Cry out to Jesus, Jules. No! I literally screamed at myself every day. He obviously doesn't care, does he? He has more than half my brothers and sisters in heaven. What is his problem?

Part Two
I was walking out of Christi's front door with my blanket and pillow. Going home to a nice evening at home.I was having an okay day. The last night I had had a long talk with Emily about loss. I had very recently lost my Great-Grandmother and we talked about what he was trying to do or prove.But today I was feeling okay.My mama and I walked over to the car and she told me that there was something in the car that I might be interested in.I very quickly asked if it was Spanish curriculum. She laughed and told me to open the door.I opened the car door to something that hadn't been there in awhile. A backward car seat. Inside was a baby in blue. My brain registered. It's a boy . Okay what's it doing in our car? I was soon to find out that it was our one week old foster baby. Dance for Jesus, Jules. Just a minute. I told myself. I'm still trying to figure this baby out. Go away okay? But Jules this is what you wanted! Dance for Jesus! But I still held back.

Part Three
I looked over the sea of orange shirts.I was at SPLASH.Otherwise known as Show People Love And Serve Him. I had barely gotten in with Emily. It was a middle school bartow mission trip kind of. We were out helping the community. What was most beneficial for me was the worship services which I figured Iwould enjoy least. I raised my hands in praise for the first time. Sing to Jesus Jules. And I did. I got so much closer to the Lord that week and I realized that I am here for Him not me. The last night. The person in charge did a sermon on Jesus' death. He went into detail. Major detail. Too much detail. Death is a touchy area of my life and halfway into it Emily and I were drowning in our tears . I won't ever forget that night.

Part Four
And now we are all caught up. Except for one thing. They might be taking my baby brother away.And I'm gonna cry. It's gonna hurt. And I'm gonna get angry.But this time? I'm not getting mad at Him. I'm getting mad at Adam and Eve. Cry to Jesus, Jules. Dance for Jesus, Jules. Sing for Jesus ,Jules. And this time? I'm doing all three.

The italicised words are lyrics that I got of of the song Come to Jesus.If you want to listen to it is on the playlist in the corner of my blog.

Madness

Whilst in the middle of the Amazing Race (Seen Here) I was told by my parents that we were getting two kids to take care of for a week. During my birthday. Naturally I said yes. The foster parents came and dropped of bags of their stuff . We had fun with those kids that night. Except for the fact that you know SOMEONE DIDN'T WANT TO GO TO FREAKIN' BED. Sorry. IT WAS JUST A TAD BIT STRESSFUL. Then when all my friends left it just got out of hand.

"Can I color on the walls daddy? "
Listen at least she asked. I mean right?

It also was a tad bit much that she was calling my mama and daddy, mama and daddy. Just a tad.

And that she thought that my room was hers. I mean that really pushed my buttons.

Only one word can rightly describe that week: Madness. Utter madness.

Me: I think that Holt is in the bathroom playing in the sink



Mouse: But there is a flying bee in there!!!!!!!!



Like most bees don't fly??!???!????!!!!!????????!!!!!!!?!?!?!!?!?!?!??!!?!?

My Amazing Birthday Party

So....

For my birthday this year we were planning on just having my best friends over and going to Fuddruckers and having a sleepover.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

That all changed when I told mama that it would be amazing if there was some way that we could replicate my second favorite show in the world. I had no idea what I was in for. My mother's favorite phrase for the next three weeks of my life was" You are on a need to know basis and you don't need to know anything"

Well.

To say the very least my birthday party was AMAZING!

The Amazing Race is a show where you team up with a partner(sister,brother,best friend, spouse etc.) and you race around the world over a couple of weeks.

So I got busy making the envelopes for the clues for the pit stops

My parents went to way too much trouble planning and executing this birthday party. WAY TOO MUCH TROUBLE.

But this was BY FAR my best birthday EVER!!!!!!! Thank you mama and daddy!

For pictures (and details) head over to my mom's blog because I didn't want to "steal" her pictures.

Best Birthday EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Next year.....Fuddruckers. But the year after... SURVIVOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( this is my favorite show EVER!!!!!!) I LOVE MY PARENTS!!!!!

Of course that night something amazing and exhausting(mentally and physically) took place...

Sorry?...

Okay yes I know, I have not blogged in forever but we have had alot of stuff happening. A list of blog posts coming soon to a computer near you:

My Bday Party

Our Respite Care Kids(I will explain!)

Mission Trip

Vacation

Our Foster Child!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fourth Of July Photo Shoot

Okay I will now embark on the horrendous amount of blogging I have to do.

If you never hear from me again it means that I died whilst trying to figure out exactly how I will blog all this.

Bye Blog World. For Now...
Dun Dun Dun...

And Yes, I was About To Scream In Your Theater

Ahem.




Well.




Where to begin?


Friday night mama, mouse and I went to go see Luke as Quasimodo in The Hunchback of Notre Dame. We get in there and Janna and I go sit on the front row( which as it turns out was a good decision because we could see really well (even though some (or all) of the CFT people felt that we had deserted them)). So, this really freaky music starts and Janna and I are starting to freak out when the play starts. Okay. Well, the play was AMAZING! Luke really freaked me out but more on that later. First we are going to speculate on how incredibly awesome he was. (Moment of silence as we speculate on how awesome luke was) Okay, moment over. In other words Luke is gifted in acting because he was amazing in that part. Now we are going speculate on how scared and freaked out I was when he died.( Moment of silence to speculate on how freaked out Luke made me) Okay moment over. As he was dying my hands were slowly rising to cover my face before I screamed in that public place. I literally was very close to doing so, but then I thought how utterly humiliating that would have been for me and Janna and all of CFT, not to mention Luke. Before my hands got to my face though, he died. WITH HIS EYES OPEN. I can take people dying in plays, BUT NOT WITH THEIR EYES OPEN. SORRY NOT HAPPENING. So then as I am getter nearer and nearer to screaming, Janna leans over and starts to comfort me and then it just ends. OKAY PERSON WHO WROTE THIS STUPID PLAY, LET ME JUST TELL YOU HOW WRONG IT IS TO KILL OFF ALMOST ALL THE MAIN CHARACTERS AND CALL THAT A HAPPY ENDING. ahem. Sorry. I am going to get off here before I end up yelling at my blog readers some more. Great job, Luke!