Here's the other card I made for one of the girls who's foster mom passed away this week. This really has been a crazy week. My hubby's still not home, and my girls andI are are in over our heads cleaning the house for a slumber party for my daughter's birthday tomorrow night, after trick or treating of course, and I was busy all afternoon digging up photos of my FIL for a slideshow that'll be played at his funeral. Unfortunately my hard drive crashed a few months ago and so I don't have any digital pictures and I had to scan in my scrapbook pages and crop them all etc. Then in the middle of my photo searching, my neighbor called and needed my extra bunny hutch for a friend's daughter and needs it "today"...so I had to *find* the pull out try in my husband's very messy shop and go scrub it out...in the rain. And this was between getting off work and picking up kids from school. HOLY COW, can I just say once again that "when it rains, it pours!" When will this week ever end?!
OK, on a positive note, my husband had flowers sent to me yesterday since he's out hunting all week. Awww...he's a sweetie. Oh, and then my daughter's teacher called today and said she's getting Student of the Month again tomorrow for October at the assembly...yea! So, I guess with taking cupcakes to school tomorrow for her birthday, I can "kill 2 birds with one stone." Talk about an emotional roller coaster!! As I mentioned before I woke up Monday morning with a little cold, but went to work anyway, then Tues. I tried going in, but with all the sad news and feeling the flu coming on, I broke down crying to my boss--YA, that's not a good thing to do, LOl!! But he IS a pastor, so I'm safe. FYI, I am lots better today, but just overwhelmed. Sorry about all the venting, but then again, It's my blog and I can cry if I want to =) lol.
Just want to say again how much I've appreciated all your sweet comments, and prayers. Thank you Gina for [all] your e-cards you've sent -- they are wonderful. I wish my MIL had internet and I could pass them onto her.