Christmas is almost here

Well, Dad
Christmas is almost here....
My kids are overjoyed and have been counting down the days for almost a month. It's fun to see their excitement.
I am doing well. Just can't help, but to think of those Christmas' when we were all together, wacky gift exchanges, good food, and laughs. Ah, the good old days for sure.
I miss all that, but look forward to making memories my children can share.

Just wanted to send a little note. I am thinking of Dad often.

Happy Birthday to my brother, Sam!

I would like to wish my brother Sam, a Happy 23rd Birthday. I remember a lot about that day-even though I was only a kindergartner. I got on the bus and left for school that day, and the bus driver asked me the same question she had for a week now. "Did your Mom hav that baby yet?' Katy and I always laughed and said, "not yet". After school, I remember seeing my Grandma Sheahen's car in our driveway. That's when I knew the baby was here!

Sam was a chubby little man, and my sister and I were proud. Hard to believe that was so many years ago!

Today, is a little emotional for all of us, especially Sam, who misses Dad probably more than anyone will ever know.

Thankfully, he spent some time at Mom's today-and I spoke with him earlier today on the phone.

Dad, you are in our thoughts today, like always, but I have a special request for you today-keep Sam in your thoughts and prayers on his birthday.
Thank you. and Love you too!

Snow Dump

Well, winter is for sure here now...we got dumped on last night...probably 12 inches or so. The kids love it. Me, not so much.
I am not a huge fan of winter driving, snow shoveling, and cold weather. But, I live in Wisconsin, and I have to endure all 3 from now until March!
Thankfully, we now have a snowblower which eases the snow shoveling. It was our big purchase last year, and has defiantly paid for itself already! Dad loved snow removal. Yes, he complained about having to do it, but still did it. He did removal for others too. I remember in the recent years he did work at the condo complex he lived in, helping others with their removal. Even when he came to my house. He would be out chopping at the ice at the end of my driveway. The last time, he even wrecked our shovel doing it. Of course, Steve and I laughed, proabably me more than Steve, but Dad didn't seem to care, because it worked...the ice was gone, and now, so was the shovel. Of course, now I wished I would have saved that shovel because it would have been another concrete memory.

Well...that's about he for now. Just wanted to share another memory. Thinking of you, Dad. Now, at the moment. Thought of you today when I was removing snow.

I miss you and love you!