Sunday, March 11, 2007

To Florida, to Florida to buy a.....something other then a fat hog.

Spring break is over. Believe me I'm crying. Well not really. It was a really good break and I intend to make you wild with envy. But anyway, here's some of what we did. (I tried to pick some that Jaclyn didn't have so you get some variety.)
About to embark on our journey through the swamp... The swamp has a name but I would kill it in translation.
Searching for alligators... We saw 21 in total.
I love feeding animals. Even the slobbery ones.
This tree is either supposed to make you fall in love or give you 70 years of good luck I can't remember. Lets hope its the latter.
I'm so excited to be on this ride I can hardly contain myself.











More shots from Epcot....


If you look at Jaclyn's blog there is a picture of just her and Mom in these hats. When I had finished taking that picture a rich French accent glided through the air from behind me. Turning around I discoverd and fine young french man name Guillermo to wanted to make sure I was in the picture too. I wanted to take him home with me but he wouldn't fit in my suitcase. :(
Why have I included this picture? I don't know. This is what one looks like when you have to leave fine young french men behind.


This is a Banyon Tree. I'd always heard about them but I think they are the coolest things. I am going to buy one to live in. They can cover 38 miles. This one was only 70 years old. You see about a quarter of it here.

Once you get her on it Mom is THE most fun person to ride a rollercoaster with. She laughs the entire time.
First time on a Ferris Wheel. Shocking isn't it but don't I look stately?

So cute is she.

Random picture from Downtown Disney.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

New Direction

I have always wondered what it would be like to sit infront of a doctor and have them tell you that you have some terrible disease. As of Tuesday I don't have to wonder any longer.

Ever since I was a little girl I have been to doctor wondering what was wrong with me. When the severe back pain and chest pain hit around 18 years old we really knew there was something up. 8 doctors in 2 or three months gave me nothing but "we don't know what it is, how about fibromyalgia?" Seemed to fit Ok so I have been doing self treatment for almost three years now and have been doing fairly good. As I mentioned in a previous blog, Spain opened up the doctor's visits again. He gave me nothing. Until I asked for a specific test myself. Mom was diagnosed with Celiac disease last year and since it's genetic we though I should just get tested as a precaution. When Mom was diagnosed I remember thinking God thank you that I don't have that because I couldn't handle it. I think I'd rather die. My doctor said he didn't think I had it so when I went in Tuesday I wasn't totally prepared for the bomb shell.

It was the first thing he said to me... The stories are true--you don't hear a thing they say after that. I just wanted out. I can't tell you how devastating the news was. In short it means I'm allergic to wheat and gluten. Sometime look at what that's in and you'll figure out I can't eat anything anymore. Therefore going to people's houses will require me cooking for myself, no restaurants, how this works with summer camp I don't know, and no spain.

I have never screamed so loud or cried so hard in my life. I don't want to do this. But God has once again helped me through all of this. Wednesday morning I just sat and listened to Chris Rice singing old hymns. All throughout the day God stayed beside me, showing me how I would get through this and pointing out to me the good that a diagnosis would do. He's got some amazing plans already. I'm not going to Spain anymore because I think it would be impossible but I've got a great alternative, one that is so great that I don't really feel like I'm giving anything up.

I'm happy, I am. I will ge through this. Mom and I will get through this. I don't tell you all of this so that you can feel sorry for me, I'm telling you this because I know many of you will want the update... but most of all to let you know that when you ask God to take your life, like I did with this spain thing he really does. and you aren't always going to see it. The road from when I first gave it to Him, to where I am now has been very rough. I've yelled the entire way wondering where in the world he was. But as always he had a great plan in His head and I just needed to be patient. Instead of being depressed like most would be at this moment I would honestly say that I'm filled with joy. Life is going to be hard for awhile but I'm not really scared cause God's gonna handle this one too.