Family

As my family is preparing to gather this afternoon, I don't see it as a "goodbye", I see it as "until we meet again."  I know someday, we will all be together and celebrating in God's house.  She's just gone ahead to get it ready for us.  My heart is sad and yet, bursting with joy all at the same time because I know tonight we will share stories and memories of all of the wonderful times we had with her.

I don't know that I will say anything at the service.  Those who know me, know that I am somewhat emotional. :-)  I found this poem and although I may not be able to recite the words, this is my feeling today.

If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
We would walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again.

No farewell words were spoken
No time to say goodbye
You were gone before we knew it
And Only God knows why

Our hearts still ache in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know

But now we know you want us
To mourn for you no more
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store

Since you’ll never be forgotten
We pledge to you today
A hallowed place within our hearts
Is where you’ll always stay

 

Love you Grandma, and always, always will



It's been a LONG, LONG Time

I was reading up on some blogs I follow and realize it's been almost 1 year since I posted anything. I guess Facebook makes it easy to forget I once religously updated this blog site. Maybe it's because things have been going well, and sometimes I would only blog when something has seemed dark and it was a way to express my feelings.

However there are times I should blog the good stuff too. I went to my first Professional Football game on Christmas Eve. Missing Christmas Eve with the family was rough, but that game was awesome. We hosted a wedding at the house in April - there's a first time for everything. I traveled to St. Louis for the first time ever, it was a nice city.

I did get a new car in September... That being said, it was really hard to part with my Jeep. She had been with me longer than Dave had! I parked her in the yard and finally decided it was time to say bye in February. YEP, it took me 6 months to clean her out and put a sign in the window. I loved that car, but the convertible made it less painful to watch her drive away. She went to a good home and that is all that matters.

Dave has finally found a job he really likes. The people are good people and there's not any drama. Yep, hard to believe that there can be drama in a shop full of men, but it is almost as bad as working with women!!

We are planning a Memorial Day road trip to Louisiana! Yeah me!!! Can't wait to get ot the casino again. Ran through one in St. Louis, but it wasn't the same.

All in all, you're caught up. I will try ot think of something inspiring soon.

-s-

Mother's Day

Wow, I haven't been here since New Year's... after most of last year's posts, it can really only mean that so far, it's been a quiet year.

Today is a wonderful day, the day that we all celebrate the most important woman in our lives - Our Mom!

As I sit here wondering what sort of tribute to moms I could write, I think about the different things I heard and learned over the years:

1. Life is not fair... How many times have we all heard that one?

2. I'm going to give you something to cry about... Really mom, I think I must have already found it.

3. Do you want me to spank you? Seriously, you really didn't just ask that question, did you?

4. I don't care what so-n-so is doing, as long as you live under my roof, you are not going to do that.

5. If your friend jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?

So, I know there are many, many more, but these are the ones that were on the top of the list.

Life isnt' about what I heard from Mom, it's what I've LEARNED from her.

I have learned that Life is not fair, that bad things will happen to good people, but I've also learned that good things happen to good people. When you work hard for something and the goal is reached, there is no better feeling in the world.

I've learned that in life, anything is possible, and if you think it's not, then you aren't trying hard enough.

I've learned that you can never have too many friends, and you never have just ONE best friend. Every friend is a BEST friend, but for a different purpose.

I've learned my MOM has a hard time saying "NO" when it means helping someone out of a bind.

I've learned that if I become half the woman my mom is, I will be one lucky girl.

She has an inner strength that is unbelievable. I know I get that from her. When times seem unbearable, when I feel there's nothing more I can give, I have learned to dig a little deeper and find that strength. She is the strongest lady I know. She raised Sam and I to become the adults we are today. She instills old fashioned values in her grandchildren. She proves to us everyday that a little hard work never hurt anyone.

She is my rock, she is the rock of this family, and I don't know what I would ever do without her. I leave you with a quote... It's either Winnie the Pooh or Christoper Robbins, but it goes like this:

"If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be 101, so I never have to live a day without you."

I LOVE YOU MOM~

Happy Mother's Day to all you you!

A Toast to the New Year

I wanted to write a cool blog today, my general words of wisdom, but for once, I don't know what to say. I looked back on my posts in 2010, and I cried. Let's face it, we all had a lot to cry about last year. I am not going to relive it in this post because truth be told, we've all relived it everyday for the past 12 months.

You never know what life will bring you, what hides around the next curve of the highway or what one sunset takes and one sunrise brings. In a split second a life can change: for the good and for the bad. Over the last 365 days, I know I have learned not to take one second for granted. Nothing is guaranteed, nothing is owed to any of us. We are all human and at some point, we have to deal with our own mortality.

2011 is a new year, a new beginning. Our lives are what we make of them, our character is created by how we handle what life throws at us. We are stronger than we can imagine being. We are a community that is stronger and closer today than we were 365 days ago. We have always been close, but the year we endured showed the world just how close we are.

My wish for this year is that God watch over each and everyone of my family and friends and keep us all safe and healthy. May we never forget who we are and where we come from.

Small Town Pride....

So, it's crazy in Cameron this week, and I don't even live there anymore!!! Talk about small towns and the pride they have. It's Yoe Nation - the talk of the county... I've never seen such a site, even when I was there. Of course, we didn't make it to state during my high school years, but we got close a time or two.

We won't even talk about the UIL leaders that don't have a clue as to our following, but I can say this... I have NEVER been more proud to be a Cameron Yoeman and cannot wait until Saturday night!

Let's stop stressing about where to park and where to sit.... Focus on what matters - Bringing home that STATE TROPHY!!! Cameron fans will be LOUD and PROUD on Saturday night, and no matter where we sit or stand, WE WILL BE HEARD ALL ACROSS MANSFIELD!!!!

So, everyone, load up the cars and let's get this party started!

GO YOE!!!

Sam

Well, it's been quite a while since my last post, and what a better day than today to write this one.

I can't seem to sleep, maybe it's because there's rain outside and it's the first time in months the thunder work me up, or better yet, maybe it's because it's Election Day and I am thinking about my little brother.

I don't think it's a secret to anyone how truly proud I am of Sam. Growing up with a younger sibling isn't always easy, as many of you know. It's great being the "Big Sister" and then you just go through the phase that you want to kill them yourself.

And then, you really do grow up and realize you're life would be incomplete without them. I can't imagine my life without my brother. Only he can infuriate me and in the same sentence make me laugh until I cry.

Sam has always marched to the beat of his own drummer. He's the one who would go out on the limb and take a chance when everyone else would just hang out in the tree house. I often wish I had that kind of courage.

I look at the man he's become... the husband, father, brother and son, but most of all, I look at the friend he is to so many. He has a heart of gold and you just don't see that a lot anymore.

This election has been no different. In a county where the Republican Party has never prevailed, he didn't shy away, he didn't hide his beliefs... He stood up for what he believes in to represent that party in running for Justice of the Peace. I am beaming with pride.

No matter what happens at the polls today, it is a day in history for Milam county and for my family.

Today, each of you has the opportunity to exercise one of the most powerful rights known to man. You can VOTE... Your voice can be heard. Don't ever think that your 1 vote doesn't count, it does. As Sondra Andrews always says, "Freedom is not Free." She is right, so I encourage each one of you to go out and exercise the right that Darryn fought so hard to defend. And when you've done your part, encourage someone else to do the same.

May God continue to bless each of you, and God Bless America.

Best of Luck Sam.... I love you!

Shelly

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

After all my writing lately, someone sent this to me today.... WOW.... Yes, I cried..

"If tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see ,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.

I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
The way you did today.
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you.
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand.
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand.

She said my place was ready,
In heaven far above.

And that I'd have to leave behind,
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye.
For all my life I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do..
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you..

I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad.
I thought of all that we shared,
And all the fun we had..

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while.
I'd say good-bye and kiss you,
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be.
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss some tomorrow.
I thought of you and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow..

But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home..
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.

He said, "This is eternity,
And all I've promised you."
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last.
And since each day is the same way,
There's no longing for the past.

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart.
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart."

Tomorrow will be one year...

Wow, it's been a year since that 5:45 am phone call about Dad. I been thininkg alot about it lately. I am sure it's because of the "anniversay" date, but that's just me. Some things you never forget, as much as you'd like to try, you just don't. I remember everything about it. The call, the weather, the trip to Temple, the waiting and then more waiting.

I know Dad is better and he's as active as he's always been, but it doesn't make that scared feeling ever go away. I've tried to get over it, but it's not my nature. I still don't sleep well, afraid the phone may ring and I won't hear it. Or maybe it's just the general fear of any phone call in the middle of the night.

Something happenened this weekend that made me stop and think about how precious life is. The West-Orange Stark 17-yr old quarterback who collapsed and died after throwing a touchdown pass Friday night, I can't imagine the loss that town must feel. I think about how he had this awesome, defining moment, and then, in an instant, it was his time to go.

You just never know. And as unfair as it may seem, and as much as we don't want to hear it, you always hear, "God has a plan." He does, I know, but I am a planner and I don't like not knowing where I may fit into this overall, master plan.

Presley called me Saturday morning (without her mom knowing) and asked if she could come spend the night. Well, of course I said yes, not knowing that her mom was unaware of her plans. I started thinking when we left them on Sunday that one day, I will just be the "old fogey aunt" that they go see to get birthday and Christmas presents. I am hoping that won't be the case, and I am in no way saying I ever felt that way about my aunts and uncles, but come on....at some point, we all thought, "really mom, do we have to go with you?"

I've decided to embrace every moment with family and friends. We just never know what that master plan may be, but if we live every day to it's fullest potential, we will leave this world with no regrets.

I am so lucky to still have my Dad, I honestly can't tell you how scary those few days were. Some of you have been in those shoes, and for those of you who haven't, my wish is that you never have to find out what it's like. The one thing I know is that at that moment when you aren't quite sure what your next move will be, your friends are at your side, lifting you up and taking care of those things in your life that all of a sudden are totally insignificant.

I thank God each and every day for the support system I've found in my extended family and friends. I don't know what I would do without you!

Hometown Healing

It's been almost 2 months since Eric's accident and Sunday the small community of Cameron came together as one to host a benefit for the family. For me personally, the best part of the entire benefit was getting to see Eric and Tammy out and about. He looks so good considering what he has been through.

We will continue to pray that God's will watch over the family and guide them through the physical and mental healing process.

I posted a status Sunday morning on Facebook about how proud I was to be from Cameron and that no matter where you go, there is nothing in the world like the closeness of Small Town America. I honestly think I've said in my blog a few times.

The number of people who came together to pull of the benefit was astounding. Everyone worked so hard, countless hours to get everything in order. As Mom said in her brief, and yes, emotional speech, you can't thank everyone by name, because you're going to miss someone. It was a true community effort, and it's one day I will never forget.

On a much more personal note, I do want to personally and publicly thank my husband. In our 6 short years of marriage (yeah, 6 - seems like yesterday), he has been by my side through many a rough patch. Whether it was a sickness, a birth, a death in the family or close family friend, or coming up on the one year mark of Dad's heart attack, Dave has been there for me, my family and my friends. Yes, it is his family too, but I honestly don't know what I would do without this man. He is my rock when I feel I could blow away, and he is my water when I feel I am on fire.

My wish for each of you is that you one day find that rock and that water, because it's the most wonderful thing life has to offer.

shelly

Remembering Sally.....

She always had a smile on her face and a spring in her step. That's what Karon Brown said, and it's so true. I can't remember one time I saw her without that beautiful smile. Sally was also a good friend, and I know my mom is going to miss her.

I am having one of those moments where I don't exactly know what to say. We knew this was happening, but it's not any easier than the sudden deaths we have experienced lately. Hearts are still broken, tears will still be shed. Maybe it is comforting to know that Sally led a full life, or better yet a life that was full.

She left a print on each of us and I hope that everyone will reflect on the life she led and the path she chose and try to be 1/2 the person she was. Sally never said a bad thing about anyone. She always saw the good, or at least the potential to be good.

I miss calling the cleaners and getting to talk to her before mom gets to the phone. I also miss her telling me the stories about where mom has run off to for the moment.

We love you Sally and we miss you dearly. You time here is finished and now you are our Guardian Angel. As you know, you've got your work cut out for you. Godspeed and may you now rest and be healed.

Always,
Shelly

HaPpY BiRtHdAy LiTtLe MaN!!!

Wow - it's been FIVE whole years. The family's little man is growing up. He's Momma's Mister Handsome and Gran's Little Man and Aunt Shelly's T-Bird... Where has the time gone?

I can't imagine our lives without that little dude. He has brought so much joy and not to mention mischief to this family.

LOVE YOU T-BIRD!
!

In general

I've been on vacation for a week now. It's almost over. I started with big plans, I am ending with big plans...

I did manage to put up a new ceiling fan and weed my flowerbeds, but that is about as far as I got.

I should be doing laundry right now, but here I sit.

Eric is recovering well. I've need keeping up with the Facebook page dedicated to the family, and whatever it may miss, Mom fills me in on.

I can't believe school will be starting soon. It seems like yesterday the kids were getting out for summer!

T-Man turns 5 next week... How ever did that happen??? That means in December I will be married 6 years... WOW.... Seems like yesterday.

Oh well, maybe I will do some laundry.... Maybe....

Believing there is good to come

I have struggled since Saturday night to find the words to express how I feel. I (as well as so many of you) kept saying - "there are no words." A couple of things have happened since then.

I received an e-mail from an old high school acquaintance wanting to know if there was anything she could do for the Balchs. It seems that her brother and Wendy were high school friends and she lost her brother suddenly a few years back. Shonda simply said that even if you think you're doing nothing, the prayers help get a family through tough times.

Last week I had posted a status on Facebook that just said "Good things come to those who wait..." These are good people. Tammy's FB profile quote is about how good her life is. She wasn't waiting on anything, she was living it here and now.

You grow up with your parents telling you that bad things happen to bad people, that is why we're supposed to be good, right? Mom posted something on her Facebook page last night that made me sit back and cry. She talked about how Sam, Bryan, Tommy and Corby are being strong, but how hard this must be on them. You think?? I mean they just buried a dear friend in March and now this. I keep hearing that "God gives you no more than you can handle," but what does he expect of these boys. They are still babies for Heaven's sake. And I promise you NOT ONE OF THEM has done anything in their life to derserve the trials and tribulations they've had to endure.

I think of Wendy right now. I know that her family is much like mine. I know how close she and her brother are. My heart is breaking for her. I could not imagine for one minute being in her shoes. Although, they say you don't know how strong you are until that one moment in time, if this was Sam, you'd probably have to put a straight jacket on me. I do know that she has to be strong for Tank and Kathy. I remember when Dad had his heart attack, I was tough around Mom and would fall apart when she wasn't around. So, yes, I know it can be done, it just isn't fair to ask that of anyone.

Tammy has to be the bravest woman I know right now. Her strength will transpire into Eric and they will make it through ths dark time.

Why do bad things happen to good people? We will never know that answer. All we know is that they do. They happen to good people and to good communities. I have said it before, and I will say it again. I am so proud to be from Cameron and to call that community home.

The town that was beginning to heal from earilier tragedies seems to be broken again. I know in my heart, it's a temporary break, maybe a crack... I know that God has a plan, I know that this too shall pass. I know all of those things, but it doesn't mean I undertand any of them. I don't try to understand anymore. That may sound bad, but it isn't meant to be.

During a sermon once, Msgr. John to the congregation that you just can't question God's plan. The Lord knows what he is doing and while we may not understand it while we are here on Earth, we will understand once we move on to the next journey in our lives.

This is one of my favorites...

"Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way. But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I just don't understand why, when I need You most, You leave me."

He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you."

May the Lord continue to carry us all through this unexplainable tragedy. May the community hold strong and pull together again for this wonderful family. God Bless you all.

Shelly

I have no words

I tried to write, but I have no words today. Again, a community is broken, and in time the healing will begin. Prayers to Tank, Kathy, Wendy, Joe, Tammy and the kids... Healing wishes to Eric and Cade... And most of all, May God bless our new angel Mason...

Here are someone else's words of wisdom...

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow,
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- author unknown

Prayer Request

As I sit here tonight, I am seeking prayers from all of my friends. Tragedy has once again hit close to home. A classmate of my brother and his 2 young sons were injured with their garage exploded this afternoon.

I don't know details, just that a family is hurting. I do know that Eric was flown to Parkland hospital in Dallas and the youngest son, Mason, was finally stabilized and is being transported to Dallas now. I have not heard anything regarding Cade, the 4 year old.

Please pray for the recovery of the 3, but also pray for his wife Tammy and the 2 girls, his parents Tank and Kathy and his sister Wendy and her family. As a sister and an aunt, I can't imagine what Wendy is going through. I know she and Eric are about as close as Sam and me.

Facebook has been flooded with messages, and yet again the small community that I so proudly call home will unite and help this family in a time of need. May God watch over them and assist them in speedy recoveries.

Shelly

Having Faith

So, on Friday I told you of Dave's employer closing next month and me worrying about what we were going to do.

The shop actually closed today... Good news - my husband starts his new job tomorrow at 8 a.m. He told me he wasn't worried and while I believe in him, I don't have faith in the job market. I mean look at the business he was at - 27 years and they had to close the doors.

Oh well, all of that worrying was for nothing.

I do believe int he phrase "God gives you no more than you can handle." But I also know that even though I believe, when it's happening to you, it seems like more than you can bare.

Thanks to all of my friends for the words of encouragement. So, we're on to the next chapter.... Wonder what the future holds....

To new beginnings

So, we found out Wednesday that the shop Dave works for will be closing by the end of July. While we have known this was a possibility for many months now, the reality scares the hell out of me.

Dave is assuring me that all will be okay, but I have never been the optimist. I think about everything our family and friends have been through this year, and I know we will be okay. After all, we have each other and we have our family.

I just finished reading a blog of a family whose 4 year old daughter has stage 4 neuroblastoma. They found out today that there is nothing more that can be done -Talk about heartbreaking. I sat and cried.

Money is just material. Yes, we need it to pay our bills and help with the necessities, but it's just stuff. We have each other and together, we will make it through. So we don't eat out as often, we don't go to Target to waste time, there are hundreds of ways to trim a budget, but how in the world will this family make it through the days ahead knowing that Heaven is waiting for their little girl.

In the past year, friend of our family lost a child in the war, lost a father, son and husband to an automobile accident and my very good friend lost her grandmother, who was a grandma to us all. Each funeral was heartbreaking and each family has continued to pull together and be strong. I admire that so much. It's at that moment, when you think there's nothing else to live for, you realize, life does go on.

It is often in our darkest moments we see a small, yet significant glimmer of hope. What we are about to embark on is a new chapter. I have faith that Dave will find another job, and I can be more relaxed, but until then, I'll worry, just because that is what I do. But during my dark moments, I will look to those families who have overcome adversity and I will draw my strength because they are my inspiration.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Love to all,
Shelly

Slacker

I am really slacking off on my blog - It's not that there isn't anything to talk about, it's getting the time to actually do it. I have been so busy at work, that I now have a laptop on loan so I can work here at night.

There are several things going on now, but I am not at liberty to talk about any of them just yet - Yes, I know - it's the comment every one of you hates to read, but in time I am sure you will understand.

Right now, I am trying to understand the true meaning of the phrase "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade." I've got a lemon tree at my door and I am trying to make the lemonade. Sad part is that I don't even have the energy to care. That's bad, I do know it could be worse, but there comes a time when you have to sit back and wonder if it's worth the stress.

For every bit of bad news, there is also good. When I hear the good news, I will be sure to let everyone know.

To Sam - Happy Birthday Little Brother!

Somedays it seems like yesterday and others a lifetime ago - I was 4 and crying as Mom and Dad left me with the neighbors to venture off to the hospital so that Sam could make his grand appearance. It was different back then, we were 3000 miles from home and just the 3 (and then 4) of us. WOW....

So much has happened over the last 37 years. Yep, Mom's baby is 37 today. It's hard to believe. He's all grown up and a Dad himself. An awesome one if I must say so myself.

All of you know I think the world of this boy. Now, that wasn't always the case, I am sure, but to look at him today and see the son, brother, husband and father he has become makes me feel so blessed that he (in a small way) is mine.

Don't get me started on the friend Sam can be. It's hard to find a friend as loyal and giving and trusting as him. (almost makes him sound like a puppy) but see, that's it. Sam's friendship is totally unconditional, he will be a friend "just because" - and never ask for a thing in return.

Most people look up to their older siblings, I look up to "the Baby." If I can live my life and be half the person my brother is - then I am successful.

Mom and Dad did an awesome job raising him and I have no doubts, he's doing an awesome job raising his little ones.

Happy Birthday Little Brother! I love you!

shelly

It's not the Dewberry Festival without a tornado warning

What an awesome weekend. We were blessed to be with old and new friends as we cooked at the Dewberry Festival.

Friday, was typical. About 5:30 the tornado sirens went off around the area. The TV and radio were interrupting with that lovely severe weather beep... Now, for those of you who know me, you're thinking - "Shelly was freaking out." Well, you WRONG! For the first time ever, I was very calm and collective, and I realized what I've put all of you through over the years. I found on Friday that my beautiful little niece has one of my traits... She is TERRIFIED of bad weather. So, the maternal instinct in me kicked in and I had to keep her calm.

We were cooking the chili and when that weather bulletin came on the TV, I saw a tiny little me in the room. As I was trying to explain to her that it was all okay, Mom called. Thank goodness, because I was running out of things to say that could make it better. She went in to the bedroom and talked to mom just as her little friends runs in the camper door yelling that there was a tornado in Buckholts (a town about 12 miles away). I did ask them not to use that word, since Presley was worried about the tornado coming to us. So, mom has her calmed down and she goes outside to play as child #2, the nephew, comes running in and asking me if the tornado was going to come get us... I told him "no" and we looked at the TV screen as I was showing him that it was going around us, not coming to us. He smiled and said "Good, cuz I don't want to get blowed away." Now, how cute is that???

We ended up missing all of the bad weather and Saturday morning was BEAUTIFUL!

My oldest and dearest friend, Diana, and her family joined us this year. We had a great time. You know, we would spend every waking minute together back in the day. We don't get to see each other often, but being together this weekend was as if no time had passed. It was awesome! I am hoping to make this an annual thing.

Our good friends Ricky and Linda drove up from Bryan, so we were able to visit with them too! Now, sad thing is they had to drive 50 miles to see us when we live in the same town... We need to work on that!

So, the cookoff - we didn't win, but we were in the top 20 with our beans and brisket. That is great considering there were 65 teams!

I took today off work in order to clean everything up from the weekend. It is by far the most fun cookoff, but it's exhausting. We thought about coming home Saturday night, but there was no way I was coming home to unload that truck! We stayed with Dad and then came home after breakfast.

I realized that I didn't even get to go look at all of the arts and crafts booths. I also forgot to go get my free frisbee from Sondra! Which reminds me, I need to go see the JP today about that ticket... Lovely....