Today I lost one my greatest friends. She just couldn’t fight her way back out of it all this time. She is gone. I am so friggin heartbroken. I had JUST talked to her when she was getting rehab for her hip and stuff. She was coming back strong. This all happened suddenly and now she is gone. It’s been 8 years since I lost my heart, my grandmother…one year since my dear father passed…..and there have been friends in between. I hate the process of getting over losing someone. It is TERRIBLE…. I never want my kids to go through this. Oh God.

Not the kind you live in, but the kind you record music in…that’s what we are working with over here. O how I would love to upgrade our systems to include behringer xenyx x2442usb. If I had the money, I would surprise my husband with this for Christmas. He loves mixing and fixing things sound, especially for our ministry music. We haven’t recorded anything together in a while, but I am planning to get back to it very shortly. Meanwhile, we will continue to use our little laptop and studio quality microphone to get the job done.

I was happy our family was able to help out a young man who needed to get his bass guitar strung for church that evening. He was ecstatic that we were able to take him to get the problem remedied. What a great thing to see a young man so devoted to his duties at church that he was willing to drop everything, talk to anyone who could help, in order to get his bass ready for church. It’s a pretty nice bass, too. Just one string had broken. We were able to drop a little knowledge about how he has to replace ALL the strings unless he is in the middle of playing, then only one. Reminded me so much of how my dad loved his fender bass guitar and would play it all the time. He adored all things blues music, and some gospel as long as the sound was right. Amazing how the things that he taught me about music still ring in my ears after he is gone…

We had a good time on our anniversary. Hubby was actually off of work, which our church usually allows for anniversaries since they support marriage and families. The fun part wasn’t going to IHOP *they charge way too much for food now* or even getting my gift *a better phone* …but spending time with the man that I married 12 years ago. Loving him and being with him *and our children* was the best gift I could ever ask for in this world.

Hubby and I will have been married 12 years in just a few days. I still don’t know what to get him for a present. He loves big watches, though. That’s always a nice gift for him. I was looking at TAG Heuer FORMULA 1 watches. They are really really nice. They are out of my price range, though. I would have to find something similar that is within my reach. If my business takes off like I need it to, buying him a nice watch like this that will last him a long time won’t be an issue. Just choose, and buy. *sigh* Dreams…for another day. Meanwhile, I will still be looking for something other than the new Assassin’s Creed game to get him from just me for our anniversary.

My dear husband had to have nasal surgery yesterday. He had at some point in the past broken a bone inside his nose, but not the one you would normally break. His nose has never been crooked or even swollen in any way. He also has a ridiculously high tolerance level for pain. It has to be excruciating for him to feel it. Apparently breaking his nose was not that bad, since he doesn’t even recall ever having discomfort in his nose. Thankfully, he has an excellent doctor who took great care of him, fixed his nose, removed some polyps, and sent him on his way. He is in pain, though, and for him it’s at a 5 even with the pain meds. Add that to the pain he is still in from the car accident 2 years ago, the stiffness from being in weird positions while under anesthesia for prolonged periods of time, and he isn’t felling great. He looks the same, though, as he has no bruising on his face at all. His neck muscles are swollen, too. Poor baby. I have been running around taking care of him. He can’t really talk well yet as the tube down his throat left it raw and scratchy. He is a trooper. <3

My husband has always been a hard worker. I see him sweating and huffing and puffing trying to get things done, even with all the pain he is still in from the car accident in 2011, and my heart goes out to him. He does everything with such attention to detail, such painstaking care. He has to be fully prepared for whatever he does, whether it be making sure he has the right wrench to double checking the size of his bolts and nuts from Reids, he is always on point with what he is doing. He still does lots of maintenance and care around the properties, because that is his job and there is no such thing as light duty. I try to do my part by having him a nice lunch and a big cup of water ready at 12, making sure he has some quiet resting time before the kids jump all over him, doing what I can to keep the house tidy, and having dinner on the table by 6:30. I try to be his runner when he is home, getting him whatever he requests so he doesn’t have to move his tired, sore body around any more than he has to… He’s young. He shouldn’t feel the way he does. It’s hard, but in order for our family to survive, it has to be done. Even with all his aches and pains, he will still push himself to stay coherent and mobile enough to have quality time with us. He’s amazing.