What a woman!!!!

As I was driving up the street, on my way home yesterday, I noticed the garage door opened. When I got closer, I noticed the van inside tilted to one side. First thought, Becca had a flat tire she was changing. When I walked into the garage, there she was, the engine compartment seemed to be torn apart. Not really, just seemed that way. What she was doing was replacing the Van's radiator, with a little help from Chance. I gave her a site, autoparts site, Partstrain.com, where you can get replacement parts for less money. Any how, my point is, I am married to a very remarkable woman. Not only can she do mechanical work on the vehicles, but she has repaired every appliance in our house, less the Microwave. While I was at work on Saturday, she replaced our dishwasher, this next week she will run her first Marathon. All of this and she can still be a woman. That is more than most men do!!!! She is a nurse to kids and husband, she is a homemaker, she is a student, a mechanic, an electrician of sorts, but most of all she is a woman!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Theron

As many of you read a Sumo's Blog, Theron turned 4 last Friday. We celebrated his birthday with cake and gifts. He could have cared less as to how many presents he was given, instead he opened the one he really wanted first. A Spiderman costume, a one piece Spiderman outfit with the hood and mask seperately. He went and put that on Friday night and didn't take it off till Saturday night or Sunday morning. He even went shopping with Becca and the kids while wearing it. Connor and Sara were extremely embarrassed about the whole shopping experience with Spidy. His other gifts he does play with, but Becca and I are starting to think that maybe Chance likes playing with those toys even more.
On Sunday when Grandpa and Grandma and Biffy, Abby and Josh came over for supper, Biffy made another birthday cake for Theron. We were gonna have cake and sing Happy Birthday to Theron as our treats for Family Home Evening. Needless to say, Theron had been napping and we almost had to postpone the cake. Just as G&G&B&A&J were getting their coats on to leave, then he decided to come out. So they took off the jackets and had birthday cake.

I cannot wait to get home.

I am not sure about the rest of you, but I love to go home after the day is finished. Maybe it is because I have to put up with people who do not use the best of language as they speak. Maybe I just hate being at this job. Nope, it is because I would rather be with my family than anywhere else. Even when some of them may be in a bad mood, I would still rather be with them. I love to go home and see my wife and kids, I wish the kids would clean up after themselves, but none the less, there is no place I would rather be than at home with them all. I know I am probably not the easiest person to be around, I wish I did not have to sit on a machine while the rest eat. But one day, I hope soon, I will be able to come home, as I use to, not as late though, then be able to help out more.

So Far, so good............

As many of you know, for the last few weeks Becca and I have been training to do my Hemo Dialysis at home. Tuesday, a day of ice and freezing rain, we started for the first time, at home. The nurse who trained us was here for the whole treatment. Wed., was the first time just Becca and I did everything on our own, except for the kids being at home. Becca is doing great, she sticks me with the needles, 15 ga needles to be exact. But for never having given a shot, she now has to hit a blood carrying graft in my arm. To me, I feel more comfortable having her stick me than I did at the Dialysis Center. She may tell you differently, but as far as I am concerned, she is doing great.
Both Becca and I worried about the kids being around all of this, especially Connor. He saw me once on Dialysis in the hospital, turned white and started to faint. Luckily, Becca rushed him to the hallway turned him upside down, before he actually did. But Connor has been doing great with this at home, as well as the other childre are.

I started thinking, with all my spare time.....

....at work that is. I wrote a letter to members of my family today, to tell them some memories I have of each individual one and why they are special to me. It really made me think of the small things, of those I know, that make them special to me. It may not be something big, like being a parent or a spouse or a child. It is the small things they have done that have somewhat captured me, that is what makes them special. Not just the one thing, but all the small things they do make them special.
I have a niece, Kristin, who one trait I love about her, is she is brutally honest. This has done me more good than she will ever realize, but still this is what makes her so special to me. So sit back, take a few minutes out of your day and think about all of those people and the small things they do, that makes them special to you.

A New Year is Upon Us

What a way to start a new year, tired. Becca and I have started training for Home Hemo Dialysis. The training, I think will go much faster than the nurse thinks. Becca is doing great, she stuck me for the first time today. I thought she did great sticking the needles in my arm, she didn't hesitate at all. She didn't hit the graft today, but according to the nurse, she was right on top of it. Once she gets the feel for how deep it actually is, she will have no problem. Anyhow, training starts at 6:00 am, so both of us can make it to our jobs. I moved my hours up, so I now get off work at 6:00 pm. We have only been doing this for two days now, but those are long hours for both of us. Luckily my Mom is here helping out with Theron during the day.

A New Year to look forward to!!!!

Why is it, at this time of year, we think of years past and the past year? I guess we look at it, in hopes the New Year will be better. I look at the past year and think, it just couldn't have been worse. But I count my blessings, First and foremost, I am thankful for my family, both my family and my extended family, who have been there for me through all of my trials. Which brings me to be thankful for my trials. Once again I have learned more this time around, then I did when I was younger. Maybe because I am older, maybe because through it all, I believe, my testimony has grown 10 fold. From paying my tithes and offerings, to the still small voice that told me to Fear Not. I have seen, since I have been comforted by the Spirit, that my family has also been comforted. I may not be perfect, but at least I know My Father in Heaven is watching over my family and myself.