I have a new granddaughter

Annabelle Lillian LeBlanc

born April 6th, 2009

6 lbs 15 oz.

19 inches long

Red envelope project

I have received this e-mail from a few of my friends. Something really easy to do that makes a statement.

Be sure & visit the web site after you read below with more info on this.

Dear Friends and Intercessors:
This afternoon I was praying about a number of things, and my mind began to wander.

I was deeply distressed at the symbolic actions that President Obama took as he began his presidency.

Namely, that he signed executive orders releasing funds to pay for abortions, permission to fund human stem cell research, and federal funding for contraception.

I have been involved in the pro-life movement for nearly 20 years, and it pained my heart to see a man and a political party committed to the shedding of innocent blood. This man, and this party lead our country, but they do not represent me or the 54% of Americans who believe that abortion is wrong and should no longer be legal.
As I was praying, I believe that God gave me an interesting idea. Out in the garage I have a box of red envelopes. Like the powerful image of the red LIFE tape, an empty red envelope will send a message to Barack Obama that there is moral outrage in this country over this issue. It will be quiet, but clear.

Here is what I would like you to do:
Get a red envelope.
You can buy them at Kinkos, or at party supply stores.

On the front, address it to...

President Barack Obama

The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave.

Washington , D.C. 20500-0001

On the back, write the following message:

This envelope represents one child who died in abortion.It is empty because that life was unable to offer anything to the world.Responsibility begins with conception.

Put it in the mail, and send it. Then forward this email to every one of your friends who you think would send one too. I wish we could send 50 million red envelopes, one for every child who died before having a a chance to live. Maybe it will change the heart of the President.

Tell me that this is not a baby------

My 2nd granddaughter Annabelle Lillian that is coming in April may disagree. Here she is at her last appointment. She was caught napping with her hand on the side of her face & under her chin.

Elves watching

I had to go to my church Wednesday morning to make some copies for my M&M's class that night. While there I ran across a little surprise while I was on my way out the door.

See me previous post of Christmas Traditions about the Shelf Elf. I just think this is just the cutest thing. The tradition not the elf. He is kind of freaky looking.

It was at the door where all the little kids are picked up from day school. I told my boys while I was snapping a pictures (Yes...I had my camera with me) I thought I seen him blink. Just funny to tell my big boys they better be good because elves are always watching from somewhere.

My daughter & I (with my granddaughter Abbi) went shopping today for Christmas presents. We hit a few stores & did get some gifts. Seems mostly for Abbi. Well honestly I am the grandma/nana. That's my duty. We stopped back by my house to drop off some things before I took them back home & I gave her the Christmas Pickle I had found for her. I found pickle ornaments at a local store here. Village Green on Main Street had them but when I asked if they had a spider they looked at me weird. Come on...you have a pickle & you think a spider is wierd. They were all sweet but it was funny.

Baby News

My daughter is expecting her second baby.

She found out Thursday it is another girl.

My granddaughters first picture.

Boy what a day

Well another Halloween has come & gone. I say good riddance. I usually get the house all spooked up. We put out some decorations put not many this year. We are the house with fake spider webs on the porch with spooky music playing in the window. We don't get much of a chance to hand out candy. We usually take the boys around the neighborhood to trick or treat & by the time we make it back the biggest crowd has already come. We get some die hards still out late but by the time they come I am in my PJ's & warmed up from being out. The late ones do rack up on candy because to keep from eating it all myself I grab a large handful & dump it in their bags. Not the boys haul though. I don't have a death wish. As a kid I used to be really excited over my take at Halloween because we didn't get alot of candy other than Halloween. My boys are just spoiled from getting it all year. They have gotten into it some but not real bad. It is so weird how when they put it all in a tub together there was lots of little chocolate goodies. But when they go back it seems to have diminished. Weird! Right! wink. wink.
Well the door to door stuff was pretty good BUT....always a but.
Earlier in the day I noticed my toilet & washer acting funny. For treat or treating people in our neighborhood ride 4wheelers, golf carts or mowers around. Saves alot of steps. One year we decorated our mower to look like a train. This year not as elaborate.

Well get on with the night. Hubby came home from work, the boys were dressed up & it was getting dark. I had hitched the wagon to the mower. While in the front yard the boys & I heard a loud POW. we all went & looked toward the garage door. I thought at first someone had egged our garage door. We live on a cul-de-sac. No one had came in & not from the side. We would check the inside when we got back. Hubby driving the mower & the boys & I were in the wagon. We started out of the yard & the tire was flat on the wagon. We turned around went back to the garage to get some air in the tire from my husbands shop. We hit the remote & the door would not go up. (Remember the POW sound.) Well he went around to the side door & tried from inside. It would not go up. Deal with it when we get back.
We made our trip around the "Hood" as we call it. We get back home & pull the mower & trailer to the door. We get inside & put our stuff down & turn the lights on to alert trick or treaters "We Are Back". One the my boys comes to me & says " Why is the cats feet wet". Oh no, Did the little snot turn his bowl over? No, not something simple in this house. The toilet had erupted & had flooded my laundry room. Great! It seems at times all I do is clean messes. I always get stuck with the dirty work. Well the garage door is jammed & so is the toilet. Hubby come in & starts calling garage door places at night. He does talk to someone who promises to come out the next day & look at it. No problem! WRONG! Hubby has to be at work the next day & both the boys have a b'day party to go to. Ok, what is the problem? Both vehicles are stuck inside the garage. Well this great man comes & gets our door up in between jobs. He comes back later & replaces our springs & we are sprung.

While he is here, the plumbing guy is here also running a snake through our drain line outside. Since the half bath is not really used chances are something went through my line from the washer. Still can not be sure. We are always missing a sock here & there so I am convinced that is where they are going. I have a stash of socks that are missing a mate hoping the mate will come back some day but that ship has sailed. But as sure as I throw it away I will find it.

Well I have used the garage door several times, washed a few loads of laundry, ran my dish washer & all seems to be ok. Never gonna get this house back on the market. At this rate we will have all new pieces in this house.

Here is how my granddaughter got from house to house in the "Hood". What a life!

My daughter went for her ultrasound today....All is well & we will have another baby girl soon. Not sure of the date. I know...bad grandma. That will be another story later.

Broken heart

How to deal with a broken heavy heart.



I have no idea! Do you know the moments in your life when things are going so good & BAM. A wrench is thrown in to interrupt your life. I had started my first post out hoping to fill in my day & days to come. I always knew I wanted to be a wife & mother. (My granddaughter is to the left) Being a grandmother is the gift from God for not killing your teenage kids! Just kidding. It is a gift. Really. Like it or not when your children grow, leave home, marry & have kids....All of a sudden you are a grandparent. I typed like it or not but who can honesty say that. We LOVE it. That little squirt grows & has you wrapped around their finger & they are grown all into your heart. Then your child tells you they are expecting again & you start having all these thoughts of another little joy in your life. Here is where the BAM comes in. The day had started out great. But she calls to say that she will be having a DNC Friday. She had miscarried yesterday morning at 14 weeks along. The baby to be...no more. A part of me....no more. My next grandchild....no more. My daughter & her husband....more. They will try again. More children will come. Just not now. Tears flow. A broken hearted grandmother. How to deal with a broken heart.

God moments come in your life when you least expect it. My craft project for the Wednesday night kindergarteners at church had already been planned a week in advance. That night just when I needed it most the heading & bible scripture was as follows. F.R.O.G.--Fully Rely on God.



*Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.
1 Peter 5:7

*Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest.
Matthew 11:28

*"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart!
I have overcome the world."
John 16:33

*For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this
not from yourselves, it is the gift of God- not by works,
so that no one can boast.
Ephesians 2:8-9

*Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle
and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."
Matthew 11:29-30