This is my other little man.  A very rare moment for him, he is usually a very busy guy!  He loves music and at 4 years young, he can pick up on a song the first time hearing it and makes up his own songs, also very capable of making his words flow amazingly with a tune.  I see a guitar for Christmas in his future but probably not this year's though, since he tends to tear everything up.  But he could definately be my future rockstar! :)  I so love my little guys!!

I so loved being in the bleachers and watching my baby out there on the field, such an amazing rush of pure pride!! He looks awesome running the ball and I'm so glad that I have many years ahead to watch my little athlete! Run it baby!!  Geez, I miss the games already and I can't wait for next season! Isn't he a sight with that ball tucked away in his arm?!  My little man of the Fall! :)

~Forgotten Dreams~

Ok, so a friend and I were talking at work one day about how we aren't completely content with where we are at in our lives, both of us feeling as though we are stuck in the local job choice of convenience and misery. He had mentioned how we are both good at drawing and he asked me if I thought maybe I could do anything in the art industry; of course, I said no, that's not something that I'm interested in fulfilling. He had said that he always wanted to illustrate comic books but he wasn't very good at the story part of comics. So then he asks me if I've ever thought about writing since I love books so much and I always loved literature class in school, hearing this said aloud just kind of triggered something inside and brought a lost dream back to reality. I told that yes, actually that was something that I had thought of, many years ago and the dream got completely forgotten about through my high school years. Thus, being the years that I became quite the social gatherer. Oh, how I wish I would have stuck with my dream of becoming a writer, I could have so much more accomplished by now at the age of 27. But I guess like the old cliche says, better late than never, eh. So now I'm all pumped up from this conversation, gathering information, and writing different scenes and ideas that come to mind. I'm still absolutely thrilled with the idea of my dream finally happening, even if I don't ever get a book published, this is something that I just simply enjoy doing. But I have a problem, about five or six years ago I began having pains in my hand when I would write very long reports for my job and if I ignored them my hand would start feeling prickly all over. So now that I've began to live my dream it has gotten even worse, now it's by half a page being written my hand is going numb and the pain is shooting to my elbow. And not just when I'm writing either, it happens when I peel potatoes for dinner, scrape food out of a pan, or any painting of my house. As of right now though, I can still type with no problems. But nonetheless, I believe it's time for me to go to the doctor and have something done about it now. And I also think that it's time to purchase myself a little notebook computer in the near future, love my desktop but I can't take it everywhere I go. :)