Your shittin me right?

So there is this aggravating piece of shit in the gulf brewing....his name? Hurricane Gustav.....It sucks really for us in Louisiana, since we pretty don't know where it is going and everyone here is on pins and needles.

I mean you don't want it to come here, but then again you don't want it to hit anyone else, so you feel like shit when you say you hope it hits another state.......Obviously it has to go somewhere and since I am about an hour from the coast, look a map to give you an idea of where I am......The little black dot at the end of the bubble.

So yeah, and here is the predicted path, which means in that cone of uncertainty in can go more east or west.

So with that said, I am off to the store in a bit for :: water, batteries, canned foods, shit load of bread, ham, cheese, WATER, WATER, WATER, paper plates, plastic spoons, forks, paper towels and whatever else I can think of while I am there. HOPEFULLY everyone is not fighting over the last can of tuna when I arrive, yes I have seen it happen............Anyway I have a cat that won't leave me the fuck alone so I need to go......Later Gator.

*Today I am thankful for the weather channel.........No Joke*

Moving on......

We found a house we really really LOVE. We already own a house, no two houses. But this one is kicking our ass. And with the way the market is right now, I hear that it is a good time to buy, but not to sell. So anyway we are talking to the owner now about the new house....My husband will be meeting with him and everything. So we are pretty serious about this. And my kids love the house so that is a plus. My problem is that I will be leaving the last home that Lizzy lived in. We are in a 4 bedroom now--we will be downgrading to a 3 bedroom and it makes me sad to know that her physical body was never in the new house. There will be no more "Lizzy's room" Her stuff will be in an attic. So yeah I will be leaving some memories behind. Some good some bad. The bad is the field that she died in is right next to our house. I don't mind leaving that behind. Everyday I walk out I have to look out into that field and remember the helicopter landing and the ambulance speeding up and taking her away from us for the last time. Her heart was beating when she left the field.......It is just so sad thinking about leaving this behind, the last house she lived in, with her room still set up the way she had it, Her clothes in her closet and just fucking everything. I also think it would be good for us in a way though, in a sense I guess I feel that we could possibly move on as a more happy family, no reminders of "that" field, "that" day. I will always have her in my heart and the memories of her, the good ones will always be with me. So we will see what happens with this house.......who knows, it might not happen. I don't know yet. Anyway I did not sleep good last night and I really need to take a nap.

*I am thankful for the memories that I have of Lizzy, the happy ones*

A Perfect Circle.....Broken

DRAMA. I hate drama and lately my life is full of it. I know if Lizzy was here life would be normal and there would be none of this drama. As for now I feel that our little family circle, our perfect circle has been broken for the time being. When it will repair itself, I do not know. Either way it makes me sad and depressed that she is not here and that our family continues to struggle.....

*Today I am thankful for hearing my children laugh, it makes me smile!*

And so it begins...

Another school year. Kids getting older. My oldest is in highschool. HIGHSCHOOL! And I think about Lizzy and she would be in 7th grade. I just can't even imagine her being a 12 year old. She was 10 when she died, she was a baby to me still. My oldest son is 8 and my youngest is 6. I am dreading the year they turn 10.....I have no clue. It is just one of those weird mind things I guess....10 was when Lizzy died , so I have it in my mind that something bad will happen to one of them when they turn 10. It breaks my heart still that she is not here. I have been going through a rough period lately, we all have. But I am trying for you. Lizzy. To The Moon And Back......