Thanksgiving

I am thankful for doctors.

I am thankful for EKGs.

I am thankful for Pacemakers.

I am thankful for a husband who is out of work so he could take over for me.

I am thankful for my Mother and Father-in-law who did everything in there power to help.

I am thankful that I am here and not in Arkansas (so far away from my Mom).

I am thankful that Heavenly Father set up this week so that it would go smoothly despite the scariness, despite the uncertainty.

I am thankful for the Holy Ghost that gave me peace and gave my Mom the peace and strength to get through.

I am grateful for Thanksgiving and that Heavenly Father chose this week for everything to happen. He did something similar 10 years ago Easter. These holidays are some of the best reminders of the Savior for me. It's good to be reminded of The Plan of Salvation when life gets hard or scary.

I am thankful that Heavenly Father wants my Mom here longer.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Hooray!

You remember Charlie Brown and his happy dance? Well picture me doing that dance. Rob just got a national agent for his book. She is sending it to 9 or 10 big national publishers. Cross your fingers for us.

Night of the Living Dead

Last week, the week before Halloween was a week to be remembered. Rob's parents went to California for a much needed vacation. Our children were all sick with fevers and Rob left on Wednesday for a writers convention in California. So the week of Halloween I was alone with three sick children.

Monday night of said week Rob and I sat down to watch some older scary movies. We put in a few that were very tame and fun but then we decided to watch The Night of The Living Dead. I got 30 minutes into the movie. (The movie takes place in an old house with the living people inside trying to keep the zombies out). Knowing that shortly I would be alone for 3 nights I called it quits on the movie but it was too late the damage had already been done.

Fast forward to Wednesday night. Rob is in California and I am home with my sickies. Max being the sickest slept with me in front of the TV. At 1:00 he woke up and was wide awake until 3:30am. But we were ok right? TV, lights on all over the house, doors locked and one slightly barricaded. No problem. Until Bang! At 3:30 am the transformer behind the house blew and all of the lights went out. Holy Crap! So I talked myself out of panic and I searched all over the house for the flashlight that Sammy loves to play with. I couldn't find it. The phone however would light up long enough to tell me there was no service so I wandered around the house clicking the light on over and over again reminding myself to not think of Zombies and trying to come up with a plan. No lights, no phone (My cellphone was even out of commission because I hadn't charged it). So I did the only thing I could do. I went into the kids room. I closed the door and set my back up against the door and we sang primary songs until the power came on an hour later.

The moral: Stop watching scary movies Erin!