JUAN... TU... TRI... CHEESE!!!!  


Dont know why I was grouchy... but they look great.

Ez is such a poser.

I love my family.

Dear Z...  


I would like to make a disclaimer before posting this.

Jorge Luis Borges was a great of Spanish literature and I have butchered his work in this crummy translation...
Sometimes you simply can't convey that same depth and feeling when you attempt to translate something.

I will post the original in Spanish at the bottom for those of you who speak the beautiful language.

I found this somewhat sappy, yet simplistically honest and clear.

It’s good to be learning.

"In time, you learn the subtle difference between holding someone’s hand and chaining their soul; and you learn that to lie together doesn’t mean you love and a companion doesn’t mean security… you begin to learn...

...that kisses are not contracts and gifts are not promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and eyes wide open, you learn to build your paths in today, because the land of tomorrow is too uncertain for plans... and the future has a way of falling into itself.

And after a time you learn that if it’s too much, even the sun’s heat will burn.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your soul, rather than waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

You learn that you can endure, that you truly are strong, and what you’re truly worth, you learn and learn... and with every day, continue to learn.

In time you learn that being with someone simply because it offers you a good future only means that sooner or later you’ll long to return to your past.

In time time you understand that only he who is able to love you with your defects, without trying to change you, will be able to offer you the happiness you seek.

In time you realize that if you are near that person only to accompany your loneliness, irremediably you will end up wishing not to see them again.

In time you understand that true friends are few, and that if you don't fight for them, sooner or later you'll find yourself surrounded only by friendships that are false.

In time you learn that words spoken in a moment of anger can continue wounding the one you’ve hurt, for the rest of his life.

In time you learn that anyone is capable of accepting an apology, but to forgive is for those with a great soul.

In time you understand that if you’ve hurt a friend deeply, your friendship will never be the same again.

In time you realize that although you may be happy with the friends you have, you will someday cry for the ones you let go.

In time you realize that every experience lived with each person is unrepeatable."

"Después de un tiempo, uno aprende la sutil diferencia entre sostener una mano y encadenar un alma; y uno aprende que el amor no significa acostarse y que una compañía no significa seguridad, y uno empieza a aprender...

Que los besos no son contratos y los regalos no son promesas, y uno empieza a aceptar sus derrotas con la cabeza alta y los ojos abiertos, y uno aprende a construir todos sus caminos en el hoy, porque el terreno de mañana es demasiado inseguro para planes... y los futuros tienen una forma de caerse en la mitad.

Y después de un tiempo uno aprende que si es demasiado, hasta el calor del sol quema. Así que uno planta su propio jardín y decora su propia alma, en lugar de esperar a que alguien le traiga flores.

Y uno aprende que realmente puede aguantar, que uno realmente es fuerte, que uno realmente vale, y uno aprende y aprende... y con cada día uno aprende.

Con el tiempo aprendes que estar con alguien porque te ofrece un buen futuro significa que tarde o temprano querrás volver a tu pasado.

Con el tiempo comprendes que sólo quien es capaz de amarte con tus defectos, sin pretender cambiarte, puede brindarte toda la felicidad que deseas.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que si estás al lado de esa persona sólo por acompañar tu soledad, irremediablemente acabarás deseando no volver a verla.

Con el tiempo entiendes que los verdaderos amigos son contados, y que el que no lucha por ellos tarde o temprano se verá rodeado sólo de amistades falsas.

Con el tiempo aprendes que las palabras dichas en un momento de ira pueden seguir lastimando a quien heriste, durante toda la vida.

Con el tiempo aprendes que disculpar cualquiera lo hace, pero perdonar es sólo de almas grandes. Con el tiempo comprendes que si has herido a un amigo duramente, muy probablemente la amistad jamás volverá a ser igual.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que aunque seas feliz con tus amigos, algún día llorarás por aquellos que dejaste ir.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que cada experiencia vivida con cada persona es irrepetible."

Brighter than Sunshine!  


Look at that kiss!

Don't let the face deceive you... she liked it!


Was good to see you luv.

And it's good to be me!

Need a nickname...  


Folks, help me out please.

Vote on my poll.

Please take the liberty to suggest a new one as well.


times gone by...  


How is that for a hippy look? That mural is made entirely of beans and rice... maybe a chile or two.

I like to move it move it...  


This is almost a year old... getting jiggy with it, c'mon people! I want to see you move that thing!!

Andie Chris Shae 2  


See what I mean?

I don’t even know what kind of face that is… yet it is so full of their personal perception of whatever it is they’re trying to be.

I love children.



These little guys are the greatest... this is almost 2 years old now but I love the way it happens to capture the carelessness and fun spiritedness of silly preschoolers.

My heart is with you.  


Praying for a friend...

Sherri, te acompanan mis oraciones y todo mi corazon.

In loving memory of our little girl
Shanah May Bixler
Born still July 11 2005
at 28 weeks gestation
Weighed 850 grams

If beauty is indeed God's handwriting
Then your tiny face was His art
We are so happy you stayed for as long as you did. . .
So sad that you had to leave. . .
And so thankful that you are at peace.
You will never know sickness, sorrow, or fear
I will never have to worry about you.
You, and your brother, will never know anything but a perfect life.
So as a mother, I think. . .
I was blessed to carry you under heart
Blessed to hold you and see your sweet face
Blessed to let you go.

We love you always, Shanah.

Mommy, Daddy, Christian, Savannah and Sarah
Go, be with your brother, little one.

Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.



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It's a good day to be alive!  


Arighty then,

As much as we would like for life to work out in such a way that everyone else's happiness worked its way into our own, that's not how it works. As my good friend Charlock pointed out, the important thing is to live, to continue letting go of the old and embracing the new.

The moment you accept the beauty of change and find the strength within you to let love for others rise above your own concerns and fear, you realize there is nothing to be lost and everything to gain. A mind bender for some and a theory for many.

I however count myself fortunate to look through the eyes of someone other than I who is also on the ledge and afraid to take a plunge. I feel their uncertainty and their longing to appease that desire to just be happy and have no "what if's".

I know that one day I may very likely feel that same uncertainty or that they may someday experience mine, and the important thing is that we recognize that even though we may not take equal steps, that in itself is no reason to grow apart in heart or let a part of us die.

Really, as misunderstood as we may all at some point feel, when we see the needs of others... well perhaps not everyone, but for me, that alone is the only incentive I need to realize that; I am fortunate to be alive, blessed to have the opportunity to give of myself to others, I need to stop being a whiner and lastly, join in with the singing.

La vida es bella.

People in the back now... "Aaaaay yaayaa yaaay... Canta y no llores!! Porque cantando se alegra cielito lindo los corazones!!!..."

... and they lived happily everafter.  


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And so do folks complete chapters in their lives and move on... sometimes you just with they'd clue you in as to when the story ends.

The thing about happy endings you see is that no one wants to be the bad guy, cause they never get to cash in on it. No, it's the good people that live happily ever after with their pasted smiles in fairyland dreamworld while the unfortunate bad guys are left to an elusive fate or are forgotten and left to oblivion. At least they get all the interesting characters, heh.

So I think I may finally have to step up to the elusive role. Hey, someone has to be the bad guy so the happy people can have their ending.

To all you fairy land characters, may you live happily everafter...

I've always wondered though... are the best stories the ones that end with; "THE END", "TO BE CONTINUED..." or "THE BEGINNING"?

Well, the one I've always liked, and since this is my blog, it will have to be...