Doors have been shut.....just waiting for that window

So life keeps moving forward......day by day.

Many many doors have been shut but we are confident that when the right window is presented to us......it will be opened................WIDE...............and a LOVELY breeze will blow through it.

(WHAT? WHAT IS SHE TALKING ABOUT?)

Anyway........

Rob had a job interview in Irvine, California on Monday (Orange County area). It went really well. He is really growing confident in his interviewing skills (practice makes perfect). For that I am grateful. Whether or not this is "the job" for us it's important to both of us that he walks away knowing he has done his best and feels good about the job he's done.

He has a phone interview today with one of the Senior Managers who was out of town on Monday. After that.......it's just a matter of waiting. Fortunately it won't be a long wait, or so they say. After a short office pow-wow of sorts, he should know early next week.

California you say.......CALIFORNIA. Well, it certainly would not be our first pick of places to go but we are open to the Lord and willing to go where he wants us to go. Who are we to deny him the opportunity to help us grow into the people we are meant to become (Deep, I know). Besides, this firm has SEVERAL offices in the Pacific Northwest (including Spokane) and after 2-3 years Rob may have the opportunity to transfer. So.....it's an "IN". All we need is an "IN" and will be so grateful to have one (as long as it is not in ALASKA).

We are so grateful for all of the help we have received from family and friends. You all show so much concerned for us and willingness to help and we are so thankful for you. For this particular job, a shout out goes to TARA AND PHIL. Thank you guys so much. Tell you what, if he get's the job.......we're taking you guys out for dinner. :)


On to other things..............

Isaac got the staples out of his head. He was scared and screaming at first but did really well once they clipped the first staple. He decided it wasn't so bad and stopped crying. What a trooper.

Blogging is hard......or it has become so lately.

I have a lot on my mind..........unfortunately I can't seem to put it into words (or shouldn't.......) so for now consider yourselves updated.

I will leave you with this...........

SPRING IS COMING..................warmth, sun, job, freedom, hope, LIFE reborn........it's coming.

........AND that is something worth getting out of bed for.

Six staples to the head..............and the winner is.............

MINI ROB! Poor, Sad, 18 month old Mini Rob. With three boys, we were sure our first trip to the emergency room for injury would have happened a long time ago. But alas.....no. Sure we've been there for croup, RSV and other breathing issues but this was the first trip for INJURY. Check it out!

Even closer (for dramatic effect, of course) Makes you kinda whoosy huh? You should see the chair......oh wait, I'll show you! See the nice dent (it's the shinny white part)!

So here's how it happened (all by word of mouth....I wasn't home. I was on my way home from the gym). One minute Mini Rob was on his knees rocking back and forth on the rocking chair ottoman. Then, he is on the floor SCREAMING. Rob picks him up (concerned because he is SCREAMING much harder than usual), puts his hand on M.R.'s head and, after pulling it away, notices that it is covered in blood. Rob finds a clean cloth to cover it with (of course it is pouring out blood....it's a head wound...they're like that) and calls me, a bit frantic like ("I NEED YOU HOME.....NOW!"). I'm almost home...........it's a good thing. I take Mini Rob to the ER. He does a pretty good job. He screams a bit when they stick a needle in his head. But really, who wouldn't? When it was all said and done........he ended up with six staples and a pretty nifty head band. We are given instructions to keep a clean wrap on his head for 7 days. What?.....Are you kidding me?!? How the heck are we supposed to accomplish that nearly impossible task? On an 18 month old? So far it hasn't been TOO bad (dripping with sarcasm). We've only have had to re-set it or replace it 10 times, or so (the materials aren't cheap either).

After taking it off a few times, he finally fell asleep. This morning......after a bath (which still left greasy antibiotic ointment all over in his hair).

Just chillen' with his bro!

Rob thinks he looks like a injured war hero but he reminds me more of Martin Short (and the lead actress, whatever her name is) at the end of the movie"Pure Luck." "Are.....Are you Valerie?" "Valerie? Valerie?............Yeah, Valerie!" Anyway.....good movie. So.....we have to wait a week to have the staples taken out. Rob thinks we should just take some pliers and do it ourselves (since our DR's office won't do it........seriously, what are they good for?). I think that idea is disgusting and unsanitary. Besides, I know from personal experience (with a c-section) that they don't just pull them off, they clip them in half and the pieces are picked up by a magnet on the tool. Seriously......men are disgusting. Always looking for a reason to use their tools. Barring infection the worst is over. Until the next time............... It's inevitable now.

It's done.........DONE!

This week has been CRAZY BUSY! And it's OVER.......YEAY!

We are finally moved in with Rob's parents. It has been a long and drawn out process since I have been going back up the hill every day to take Gabe to school and clean the house we moved out of, keep up with my duties at the homestead, try to fit in a workout and still get my aero classes put together for the week. Yesterday I even had to drive up twice since I taught at the gym last night too (did I mention it's a 25 minute drive each way?).

Exhausting to say the least.

But......it's DONE (well, at least the cleaning part). Today is Gabe's last day at his old school. That means I will have 2 1/2 hours to go to the gym. That may be a bit too long.....even for me. Oh well. On Monday Gabe will start at a school down here just 3 blocks from where we are. What a relief.

Things are going better than we imagined. Especially with the boys. We were REALLY worried about the three of them sleeping in the same room together but it has been just fine so far. A tender mercy of the Lord for sure.

We are so grateful to Mom and Dad G. for housing us so our savings, account could stay in tact while we continue to look for a job.

Speaking of which, Rob had another interview this week and one scheduled for the week of the 9th in Irvine, California.

We still have faith that things are going to work out just fine. We are just waiting for the RIGHT job to come along. Rob is a good interviewer and has a good resume. It just hasn't been RIGHT yet. Someday.......Someday................sooner than later we hope.

On another note........here are some cute pics of the boys......

What's a little shared spit among brothers? Can't let all that "Fun Dip" go to waste (after DADDY spilled it all over the table......and Gabe)!

"Mom, Is my tongue green?" (Yeah, and your forehead, hair and cheek too. Again, thanks DADDY!)


Isaac art. A contemporary sculpture of sorts.


A tornado hit the house before we moved.....or at least it looked that way! All in the name of fun, right? (okay, so this picture is not that bad but believe me......it was BAD!)


We celebrated Grandma G's birthday with her on Wednesday. Good Times. I made pumpkin cheesecake for desert (that is a whole other long and frustrating story.....I would rather not talk about it right now........It's still a little tender....sniff, sniff). Isaac REALLY wanted some of that cheesecake.......just look at him. He loves his food.


"Cheesecake.......I'm SO happy......can't you tell?"

So........this is life...at least for now. It could be worse, much worse...........still.........Chuck E Cheese is sounding REALLY good right now. REALLY good. (if you have NO idea what I am talking about, read this).

Until next time.............

A round of applause for Rob!

3/4 of the way through the packing of our 4th move in 2 1/2 years, Rob has finally chipped in and packed his first box.

Way to go on getting your XBOX 360 all snug and packed away, dear. Priorities.....we all have our priorities.

He even said he might pack a box of his clothes today too.

I know that Rob is a busy man, being that he is unemployed and home 24/7, but I do appreciate him taking time out of his busy schedule to help just a little bit with the move. (Oh, did I mention that he DID call and reserve a moving van for Saturday?)

Give him a hand everybody.......he truly deserves it.



I love you honey.......It's just so much fun to tease you sometimes, too.

"Mom's are not that smart"

Gabe is always asking me, "how did you know I ____________ or didn't do _________ etc."

I always tell him it is because I am smart or Mom's are smart or something along those lines.

Well, tonight he asked, "How did you know those were MY wet underwear and pajamas this morning?"

Me......ever sick of the constant questions (especially when the answers are obvious, as in......because you are the only child that wears underwear in this house and they were your pajamas....duh!) said, "Because mom's are smart, that's why."

He thinks about it for a second and says, "Not all mom's are that smart.........the other day when I asked you how many people were in the world, you didn't know.......see, you are not that smart."

Then under his breath......"I told you so."

An array of emotions passed through me.

At first I was surprised (How did he remember that?), then mad (little smart alack......I'll show him whose not smart), then humored (That is quite funny........he's still a smart alack but at least he's funny).

So, I replied......"Well, not all mom's are book smart but some of us are pretty 'street smart.'"

(By the way, according to Rob there are 6 billion people in the world. And in my defense, I didn't know that little tidbit of information and will probably have forgotten it again in a week because I DON'T RIGHTLY CARE.........AND THAT'S THAT!).

I wonder where Gabe get's his sassyness from?.........Surely not me!