a quickie blog

So I am writing a skit for my sunday school class boys to perform for my junior church class. I am a procrastinator by nature. it seams like NO MATTER what i do, how i do it, where i do it, when i do it, why i do it, its ALWAYS ALWAYS last minute. But that works for me! Whenever i put too much time into things i end up over analyizing things, over thinking ideas, trying too hard and then it just turns out *BLAH* but when i have a general idea of what i want to do and then finally get to it a week, a few days or even hours before whatever it is i am doing it turns out WAY better than i thought it would have and WAY better than it would have if i would have had all year to prepare for it.... SO like normal last sautrday i start working on an idea for the next days sunday school work to do a play for junior church. I got in the groove of it and it all just flowed together! I didnt finish it because i knew it needed one more day of work to be good, so i brought it in half done so the boys could practice half of it and get an idea of their characters and ideas of how they want to make their own puppets. SO thats what we will be doing wednesday night and sunday morning before they preform is practacing and working on puppets.. and to my super dooper surprise, THE BOys LOVE IT! im so excited that its turning out good and that the boys are actually REALLY ENJOYING IT! its exciting when you have something you like AND that you class is really into! Getting middle schoolers excited about certian things can be a tricky task to accomplish, so im glad i have succeeded!
The skit is about judging people and and giving people second chances. Its about two boys Tommy and Billy who are buddies and an outcast 'weirdo' Mikey, that they end up embracing in the end. The story revolves around a fort that the two buddies want to work on and then through gritting teeth they invite Mikey to help and through all of that they see that hes really not all that bad, and they ALL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER.... I called it "A Fort Built Of Friendship" Maybe ill post it some day for all my devoted 3.7 readers! ???

***HoneyMOON***

Was scanning through my thousands of pictures in my albums/folders and thought i would share :)

The best pictures of David and I the whole trip!

Being silly around our fire :)

Our Fire, and the driftwood i drew into with a ashy stick, (everyone askes WHAT IS HM? --HoneyMOON silly ) i still have that drift wood

Pretty sun set :)

IN LOVE :)

IM REALLY HYPER :)

Pretty sure that only like 2.8 people read this blog, but JUST INCASE I AM WRONG and i have THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF INTERESTED DEVOTED READERS............... Im going to be posting some pics of our NEW AND IMPROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVED House/Yard!!! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Just a FEW reasons why GOD IS AWESOME;
-we have BEAUTIFUL grass that gets its first hair cut tomorrow!
-we have 4 BEAUTIFUL bushes (or as i like to call them, Boo-shes) surrounded by BEAUTIFUL river rockes and a cute little ceader fence!
-my fa-shza (father) is going to be dropping off some BEAUTIFUL gravel for our driveway this week!
-AND to top it ALL OFF my husband hopes to finish our BEAUTIFUL shed we are buidling at his parents house this weekend!
-And Davids fa-shza is nice enough to help and let us use any tools he has available!
-AND David got me a Wii for my birthday. (yes i know that was totally off subject but i had to throw that in) If you have never played before you NEED TOO! and are WAY TOTALLY WELCOMED to come over and play, BUT BE WARNED, you JUST might go home crying, Im pretty dog darn good at Tennis get really competative with it and I HAVE TO WIN! -its nothing personal, i just HAVE to win. (Im now saying sorry incase sometime in the future i upset or offend you over a game)

GOD IS GREAT YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA! (the chorus of the a song i wrote!) hehe. ITS VERY CATCHY! sometime ill have to rap-oh i mean sing it for you. :) I wouldnt say its a rap, but i would not say its NOT a rap..... all i know is that its catchy and children ages 3yrs old-3rd grade LOVE IT! especially little Julia Titus, she makes me wanna make more songs and sing them to her every day so she can make me feel good and happy about myself! :)


I LOVE THE SON!

BLESSING!

LONG STORY SHORT!

-Went to ACS
-Ate a chocolate bar
-Inside the chocolate bar was a prize

AND I WON A BLACKBERRY PHONE FOR FREE!

AM SUPER EXCITED and VERY VERY VERY THANKFUL for Gods WONDERFUL blessings! I hav been needing a new phone for a while, and now i have it! YAY! ANd the day i won it was the day b4 my birthday, so YAY a surprise birthday present from God! :)

GOS IS GREAT!


DANGER: THINKING YOU WILL FIND BLESSINGS INSIDE EVERY CANDY BAR MAY CAUSE, BUT ARE NOT LIMITED TO; weight gain, acne, depression, hair loss, smelly feet syndrome, loss of friends and sticky fingers. EAT CANDY BARS AT YOUR OWN RISK.

**There is no appointment that is not divine**

a blurry picture of david helping hold up the flag at Iwo Jima. He and Sam stopped their on their way back from a funeral/memorial service of a friend of theirs that lost his life in Iraq by a road side bomb.

Close up of the statue.

David infront of the MC museum.

Well it is 11pm on a sunday night. Usually i have NO problems on a sunday night going to bed EVEN if i did take one, two or even five naps on a sunday afternoon, but tonight is different for some reason.? I heard once that if you have trouble sleeping at night, to write in a journal before bed so you are able to get all your thoughts out of your head so you can lay without being restless or anxious about things that happened or thoughts you have about tomorrow. I did this a lot in our first year of marriage. Mostly because we had moved to North Carolina and i didnt have any friends to talk with on a normal day to day basis so journaling my thoughts helped me more, and im SURE i saved my husband from hearing all my silly girly nonsence jibber jabber. DONT GET ME WRONG, he heard quite a bit on a normal day, but really lets be honest, I COULD just go on and on and onnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

About two weeks ago Davids best friend Sam and i had a talk about him comming up and surprising David and thought it would be even cooler if he could make it out to be here on his birthday. Well with two weeks of planning and getting tickets and me getting things around the house ready, IT WORKED! I was so nervous that David was going to some how find out early and the surprise wouldnt work out, but BOY O BOY did it work! IT was so great to see how happy and excited and mostly surprised Davy was to see Sam in the closet hiding Friday night :) !! I am glad God worked his ways and it all happened just the way it did. Sam was over a lot when we lived in North Carolina while David and he were still in the Marines. -And when i say A LOT, i mean a LOT! ATLEAST 3 or 4 times a week and almost everytime he would endup sleeping on our couch. He became apart of our new little family it seamed like. I never could decide if he was like our pretend brother or our pretend son? -hehehe! I think every single Marine has a close married buddy that they enjoy spending time with and getting the special attention from their buddies wife from time to time as a 'motherly figure' and i think i was THAT for Sam and another close friend of Davids, Ken. In the Marine Corps their are no 'soft warm fuzzy feelings' -which is the way its supposed to be. But everyonce ina while i think the men need some little peice of home and they find it in their friends wife. Like their 'stand in mom'. There is just a feeling about being in a REAL home with someone in the kitchen making food JUST for you and knowing there is a special ingredient of Love added into it instead of MYSTERY MEAT! hehehe:) I would make sure i would make dinners especially good for the nights davy would have boys over that lived on base in the barracks . Even though thats not saying much since it was my frist year of married life and my cooking skills did not have much to say for themself, but ANYTHING was a step up from The Chow Hall. So i tried to do my best meals for the guys when they would come over. Something that didnt look, taste or smell like mystery meat. Remember school cafateria lunches? well think of that, but times that by 100 and there you have Chow Hall grub.

I recieved an e-mail from Kens sister concerning Ken and his health. David has not talked to Ken in just about a year now. Ken has always treated David with almost the respect you would give your father. Ken always called Davy "Pappy". Ken and Davy were in Iraq together for 2tours. Davy was Kens Fire Team Leader and Somewhere in between those tours they were in a situation where Davy really did save Kens life. I coudlnt tell you the details even if i knew them im sure. But ever since then Ken has always called David "Pappy". He really did look up to him and always confided in him. But like the typical guys that they are, they dont do the best of job keeping in touch with eachother like girls would do. So its been about a year since they have talked last, but David STILL considers Ken to be one of his closest friends. In this letter his sister wrote me she said that Ken is have a difficult time dealing with 'Post Marine Life' and having even more trouble with PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury). She said that he is being treated at the local VA hospital and that he talks about David frequently and how much he NEEDs and WANTS to talk to him. I really think it is NO COINCIDENT that God has put this on Kens heart to feel the need to talk to David. Their are plently of counselors available at any VA hospital so the fact that Kens family is choosing to go out of their way to get into touch with Davy to talk with him is deffinetly so mistake. Today in church, a friend said "There is no appointment that is not divine" and i am really starting to understand that in my life and how God puts HIs people in the right spot at the right time. I am just praying that when the two of them do get to talk, David will not only help him with his PTSD but EVEN MORE help him with his walk to find God and to help uncover Kens need for Him as his Rock and Shelter. I have such a heavy, compassionate, and big heart for ALL Military men, women, families and all veterans. I know Davy was only in for 4 years but the saying goes 'Once a Marine ALWAYS a Marine'. And the Marine Corps motto is "Semper Fidelis" or "Semper Fi" wich is Latin for 'Always Faithful' and with Marines i believe that they carry that in them for the rest of their life. It seams that God always brings Marine verterans together to 'Never leave a man behind". I just pray that God would use David as a vessle to bring Ken Gods words so that he his not left behind for eternity, and can look forward to seeing a day where PTSD will not conquer his mind and TBI do not conqure his body. It is no mistake that out of all the people Ken could be reaching out for, it is DAvid. Please pray that David will be able to help Ken and deliver the message of God.

Please pray that God would use us and our talents to the MAX of our abilites to help bring the glory to Him. Especially that God would equip us with the tools to defend His name and to spread his word.

*** I LOVE MY MARINE ***

THANK YOU ALICIA

For teaching me your 'Blogging ways' and helping me get more than 5pics on here :)



These two puppies would follow him anywhere! :)

Finding her stick

SHE FOUND IT!

2 Beauties and a weirdo :)

LOverly :)

Oreo Samich!

Such good little puppies!

Just woke up......mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhh

haha you can see my reflection in my glasses of my arm and the camera!

Joes 'squito swatting weed

Bam was below me trying to climb the tree too! :)

Krystal and Joe look like a couple of hard core thugs in this picture :) Taking a break

Starting out!

I would just like to let everyone know that i carried a 30pound pack ALL BY MYSELF the ENTIRE WAY!!! I am proud of myself :) ... i am SORE that is for sure! i did my pilated for the first time today in .....lets see...... like 2 or 3 MAYBE even 4 months, and usually when its been that long i can still hack it but am feeling it a little.. BUT TODAY is a different story!!!! i could barely stretch like i use to and could only do it for like 2.2 seconds cuz the burn was so intense! I had no idea that i was that outa shape with my stretching and pilates!

CAT-DOG

SO of course just days after i post that i wont be in much untill summer is over, HERE I AM! Maybe i feel bad for letting you all down? ... or abandoning you? .... Or just couldnt bear the thought of you all living in shock with a life without Jenni Blogs to read??.... OR maybe its just rainy outside and there is nothing else to do?.... WHO KNOWS?.......

Well i am pretty sure my puppy dog, Leia is part Cat. She apperently has 9 lives. She has used up 3 so that means she only has 6 more to go.

LIFE #1.

So we went up Ressurection trail/Juneau falls about two weeks ago. Leia LOVES water. We've been up Russian River trail and she got into the streams there, and in lakes here and there and she just LOVES WATER! So WHY NOT LOVE THE BAJILLiON MILES AN HOUR CURRENT UP AT THE TOP OF JUNEAU FALLS??? So she sees the water, thinks its just like any other water shes been in and decides to go in for a swim and to adventure out. She goes down to the shores edge and im thinking "she knows NOT to go in all the way........ right?" ....... NOPE! a split second later she is completly GONE under water pops back up just long enough to catch a breath and then back under agian and pops up almost 30feet down stream in just 2.2 seconds! of course im FREAKING OUT and screaming like a girl. And David flies down the trail and is about 100 feet down the trail ready to grab our poor girl out of the water BEFORE SHE FALLS DOWN THE NEVER ENDING DROP OF THE WATER FALL just minutes away! I only went just a few yards in front of her ready to try and get her out, when one of the kids that was standing with us when she went in yelled that she was swiming to shore and was almost out! THANK GOODNESS FOR HER SUPER ABNORMALLY WEBBED FEET! There was a group of us that was there to watch it all happen and we were all shocked at what just happened and what COULD HAVE HAPPENED!!!!! Could you imagine beind further down the trail and admiring the beauty of the water fall and all of a sudden see a poor little puppy flying down the water fall!!!??? AHHHHHH.......... sO THIS IS THE END OF LIFE NUMBER ONE

LIFE #2.

We bought my dad a REALLY NICE PROPANE GRILL for fathers day. My mom brought it over Saturday morning after she bought it and we kept it at my house so he wouldnt see it untill I went out North and brought it on Fathers Day. So my parents live out in Nikiski and bought property to build on and thats where they spend most of their time,working on the trailer (that they will live in while they build the house) and just sitting around the fire pit. Their property is on a REALLY nice quiet piece of land with all sorts of wildlife running around, birds flying over head, and ALL SORTS of trout out in the lake. SO AS YOU KNOW from the first story Leia LOVES LOVES LOOOOOOOOOOOVES water, so i brought her house there to take a swim and for her and her brother Bamcis to stretch their Puppy dog legs out in the wild and open Nikiski. So Ive got the grill and the two puppy dogs in the bed of the truck. The grill was tied down PRETTY DOG GONE GOOD if you ask me! So tra-la-la-la-laaaaaaaaa we are on our way to my dads for fathers day. WELL there is a pretty big hill that you have to get up just before you hit Island Lake road, and im going 60ish. and all of a sudden i hear this HUGE SLAM in the bed of the truck. I look in the rear view mirror and ALL I SEE is that the grill is NO LONGER in my sight and out of the corner of my rear view mirror i see a black thing FLY out of the truck! IM FREAKING OUT! I look in both side mirrors and see my POOR LITTLE BABY LEIA ROLLING UP THIS HUGE HILL ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD! To say that i am freaking out is the understatement of the year! I am all by myself, so nobody is there to tell me "Its ok Jenni, Its OK " so of course i am thinking in my brain "THIS IS NOT OK! SHES DEAD, SHES DEAD SHES DEAD, IF NOT NOW SHE WILL BE IN MY ARMS, MY DOG IS GOING TO DIE IN MY ARMS!!! WHAT AM I DOING TO DO, WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO??!?" and what im saying is "OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH POOR LEIA, LEIA LEIA LIEA LIEA LIEA LIEA" So i slam on my breaks, LUCKILY THERE was nobody behind me for her to have gotten run over. I pull a "U-ey" and when i park i see her RUN into the woods..... YES i did say RUN. and im thinking "WHAT!???!!!! SHE CAN MOVE!?! SHE CAN RUN!???!!!" She ran off into the woods and i called her only once or twice and she came SPRINTING as fast as 3 out of 4 legs would let her go! Im thinking "OK YEAH SHE WALKING BUT THAT LEG IS DEFFINETLY BROKEN AND SHES DEFFINETLY INTERNALY BLEEDING TO DEATH!" So i pick her up and put her in the back seat of the truck and gave her all sorts of loving. BUT i am still in so much shock in all that just happened in the 2.2 seconds it all happened. Then i am wondering where the grill is??????.. So i get out into the bed of the truck and see that it fell over. THEN i conclude what probably happened. Leia usually lays down in the truck up next to the cab. the grill probably fell over ontop of the poor little girl and then in her freaking out that this huge thing just fell ontop of her she tried to escape it and in the process flew out of the truck! I cant pick up the grill by myself to get it back up and im thinking GREAT! my dog is going to die AND i broke my dads brand new grill! LUCKILY these girls were walking on the bike trail and i asked them for their help. One of the girls hopped in the bed of the truck and helped me pick it up, and in my still shock and freaking out-ness im just rambling on how sorry i am for being such a wreck and how freaked out i am on what just happened, and when we were done picking it up I asked the girl who helped me "Can i please just have a hug, i need a hug, im freaked out,i think i need a hug" She gave me one and it helped! I have no idea what their names are or who they are but if you hear a story from two high school aged girls who helped some crazy girl pick up her grill on the side of the road while she rambled on about her dog being dead, LET ME KNOW :) ! SO then i call David CRYING and still FREAKED OUT, who is still at the church for the fathers day BBQ and to tell him what happened and thankfuly Jackie was there too. Her Grampa was a Vet. so she called him to see if there was anything i can do and he said that if she is even standing let along walking she is LUCKY to even be alive,-then to poke all over to to see if there were any sore spots that made her yelp. And to make sure she wasnt puking or poop/peeing blood.. We finally get back to my parents and she JUMPED out of the truck on her own! i did all the poking and she was fine! Not even the leg she was limping on hurt. She limped around on it, and just rested for the rest of the day. Only getting up to eat or when she just couldnt handle watching Bam go and play without her. She was never up for more than a minute or two. We woke up the next day and she wasnt limping anymore but still sore and layed around. Then i took her to the Vet because she had this weird looking oozey stuff comming out of her lip and by her little bottom. HE said it was just puss from being scraped on the road, and when they all heard the story THEY WERE ALL AMAZED THAT SHE LOOKED SO GOOD! ......SO through all that -all she ended up with was about 10 or so road rash burns on her tummy, legs, bottom, face, and ears, some of the padding on her feet were scraped up, no wiskers on her right side, and a sprained leg for half of a day.. AMAZING I KNOW! The doctors gave her some ANTI-IMFLAMATORIES for her and said she was good to go and when i asked him if she would be OK on our hiking/camping in 5 days he said that unless things change she will be FINE! ........AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!... THE END OF LIFE NUMUERO TWO.

LIFE #3.

Leia is a garbage can with legs. She LOVES getting into the trash and LOVES eating ANYTHING-and when i say 'ANYTHING' i MEAN ANYTHING! Especially off the floor!! EXAMPLE of how much she loves to eat ANYTHING:

When she was sick -from eating garbage- (big shock i know) about a month ago the vet gave us some pills for her and for Bamcis. They had to eat it with food 2x daily, so i just threw it in the bowl with their food and mixed it up.... LIKE THEY WILL NOTICE right? WELL Bamcis is one smart cookie! He ate AROUND that one little pill of his! He ate EVERY SINGLE PIECE OF DOG FOOD -----EXCEPT that one tiny yellowish pill laying in the middle of his dish!!!!!!!!!!!! Leia of course finishes HERS in about 2.2 seconds with not even the slightest clue that she ate some horrible pill. So after eating all of her food and licking the dish clean she feels the need to inspect Bams dish. WELL she sees that he missed 'one' so she hoovered it up without any second thought! ----SHES CRAZY!---- she didnt get her second dose that night at dinner but i had to hide Bams in a piece of rolled up lunch meat..

SO back on track here. SO for some reason when i got home from the vet the day after she flew out of the truck i just set her medicine on the stairs, got busy and didnt think about it..(note: the dogs are not allowed upstairs on the stairs or are even allowed to look at the stairs) THE NEXT DAY i come home from a walk with my neighbor and see ONLY THE CAP from the bottle of her meds, and ONLY HALF of the ACTUAL bottle laying on the floor!!! she ATe her ENTIRE PERSCRIPTION that would have lasted her like a week! IM thinking "WOW LEIA, YOU SURVIVE JUMPING OUT OF A MOVING VEHICLE AT 60 MPH BUT YOU ARE GOING TO DIE ON AN OVER DOSE, DUE TO YOUR PIGGY-NESS BELLY!" so i call the vet and my friend Jo answers and i tell her what happened and she said to get her to drink a cap full of Hydrogen Peroxide and it will make her throw up. SO 2Tablespoons and 15mins later she still has not thrown up. BUT dont think that it was a chore to get her to drink that, cuz like i said SHE EATS ANYTHING. so i call back and jo asked the vet what i should do and he said she sHOULD be fine but to keep an eye on her. and of course 2.2 seconds later she threw up a couple of times..............

I HAVE NEVER HEARD of a dog that visits the vet AT LEAST every other month! its crazy!!! we dont have kids or spend spend spend all the time so we dont mind the $50 bills we get when we take her in. Iam thinking about talking to Pam and Jo and see if they cant talk to the Doc. and see if they can start a punch card system where every 10th visit is free..... we will see what happens.