"Twenty Years Now, Where'd They Go?"

"Twenty years, I don't know." (from Bob Seger's 'Like a Rock')

My husband Darrell and I have been married for 20 years today! And what a ride it has been! For better, for worse, I hope we have 20 more!

You're Invited!

In light of Mailia's request for a Nascar/Jimmie Johnson birthday party, here is a sneak peek at the invitations going out today. LOL
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Mailia's Garden is Planted

A Bittersweet Story

Late one night, a couple of weeks ago, I woke to the sound of Mailia crying. I raced to her room not knowing what to think. This had never happened before. When I got to her she was laying in her bed and sobbing like her heart was broken. I tried to find out what was wrong but she couldn't stop crying long enough to tell me. I thought maybe she'd had a nightmare, but she shook her head no at that suggestion. Finally after several long minutes of just holding her, she managed to tell me that she'd swallowed her gum. Ok, but I still didn't know why she was crying. Well as it turned out, she had fallen asleep with gum in her mouth, then woke up and reached for a drink of water and accidently swallowed her gum. Her next words were like a punch to the stomach........"now I'm going to die" followed by more sobbing. To shorten the story, she was told by the caretakers at the orphanage, from the time she was very young, that gum is bad, and if you swallow it, you will die. She obviously believed this with her heart and soul. I very quickly and very adamantly explained that this is not true and then had her crawl in bed with me and her dad. Can you imagine the thoughts and fears she experienced in those few short minutes?!?!? She stuck to me like glue all night long and although she was just fine in the morning, she still asked me to tell her again that she was ok. I belong to the camp of those who tell their children as much (or as little) as they need to know. But I certainly don't believe in telling them such a horror story as this. My child was thoroughly traumatized, needlessly!

Mailia's 1st NASCAR race!

The 50th running of the Daytona 500 was also Mailia's first. She finally got to see and hear her Jimmie race. Watching on tv now, will never be the same. It was hot, it was loud and it was an extremely long day, but she loved every minute of it and so did we. Unfortunately, Jimmie didn't win. But she was ok with that for the first race of the season. Just being there was (in her words) "sweet" and "cool".

Happy New Year!

Chinese New Year, that is. It actually began yesterday, Feb. 7th, but today is the day that Mailia's class will learn about it. I sent a stack of materials to school the other day for the teacher to use as a lesson plan, along with goodie bags for all the kids filled with typical Chinese trinkets. So this morning she asked if she could wear 'my Chinese clothes'. LOL. Here is a picture of her just before heading out to school. She should come home with some fun tales to tell tonight.

Kung Hey Fat Choi!
Happy Chinese New Year!