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Taking a Break...

I'm taking a little break.  
I'm a little tired.  
I'm a lot tired.  

But before I go, I want you all to know...

The Colonel is doing so good!  

He still has a hole in his leg.  
Cleaning and dressing the wound is going pretty well.  

The banquet on Sunday for our pastor was beautiful.  I was able to get everything together even though I was away from the house for 5 days with the Colonel in the hospital.  
Everyone had a great time.


I need a few days to recover from the stress of EVERYTHING!  

I'm sure you all understand!

I'm going to enjoy some time with the Colonel who is home on medical leave!

I'll be back next week!

Love you all!

Scripture Saturday...

I will exalt you, O LORD, for you lifted me out of the depths 
and did not let my enemies gloat over me.

O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me.

O LORD, you brought me up from the grave, 
you spared me from going down into the pit.

Sing to the LORD, you saints of his; praise his holy name.

For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; 
weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.

When I felt secure, I said, "I will never be shaken."

O LORD, when you favored me, you made my mountain stand firm; 
but when you hid your face, I was dismayed.

To you, O LORD, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy:

What gain is there in my destruction, in my going down into the pit? 
Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness?

Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me; O LORD, be my help.

You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

That my heart may sing to you and not be silent. 
O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.

Please join me on Monday for a guest blogger!


Heading Home...

The Colonel was released from the hospital late yesterday afternoon. 

He still has to be seen by the doctors at Ft. Dix.


They were closed by the time we left the hospital.


It was back to the hotel last night.  
He'll be seen by the Ft. Dix doctors this morning and they will authorize his medical leave
 and we will head home as soon as we can!

There is good news!  
He doesn't need the wound vac anymore.  The wound is closing on its own.  
He had the PICC IV line removed yesterday!  
No more IV antibiotics.  
We have a few prescriptions to fill and he'll be on some sort of medication for a few weeks, but that's so much better than IV antibiotics.  

I'm grateful to the Lord for working in this situation.  
The Lord never promised that we would never experience hard or difficult times.  
He never promised that we would never face illness or surgery.  
He did promise that He would be with us 
and help us and comfort us.  

And this is what He has done in our lives this past week. 
 I will forever give thanks to the Lord for always being faithful to me.  

A Special Postcard...

Last year after my parents moved into their new house, I was helping my father unpack and set up his study we came across a postcard that contained two scripture verses. I asked my father what the origins of the postcard were. 
He said that he had this postcard framed for many, many years in his offices at Bethlehem Church, Syracuse 
and then finally their house in Lake Wallkill. 
He told me he loved the two scripture verses 
and they meant a lot to him. 

I, of course, couldn't read the scripture verses because they were in German. 
I asked my father to read them for me but, unfortunately, he couldn't. His eyesight was so poor that day. 
He told me to take the postcard home with me and put it someplace special and that when his eyes were feeling better he would come and read the scriptures for me. 

Well, that day never came. 
My father had his accident a few days later and then died three weeks later.  

I placed the postcard on the windowsill above the kitchen sink, wishing I could figure out what the scripture verses were. I tried a few German to English websites in hopes of maybe figuring out a few words, but nothing worked. father's cousin, Ellie, from Germany 
came for a visit last fall.  

I asked her to please try and read the postcard so I could finally know the verses my father had with him these many years. It was very hard to do...even though Ellie is fluent in German, the postcard was written in old German script.
 With a little work below are the two verses that meant so much to my father and now to me. 

It's the last thing I have that my father gave me.

Isaiah 30:21
 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, 
"This is the way; walk in it."

Psalms 27:14 
Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD.

The Colonel is still in the hospital.  Let's hope today is the day he can come home!
Thanks for your prayers!

Another Update!

Here's a quick update on the Colonel...

They opened the bandages yesterday and it was pretty disgusting. The nurse kept pulling gauze out of the wound and it just kept coming and coming and coming. 
It reminded me of a magician pulling the scarves out of his sleeve. 
The hole is that deep. 

They attached him to the wound vac which is a portable machine that will continue to drain "stuff" out of the hole in his leg and aid in his healing. 
If the wound vac doesn't close the hole, he will need a skin graft.
 I did offer some of the extra skin I have around my butt. 

Today the PICC IV line goes in and hopefully we can leave the hospital this afternoon. We need to stop by Ft. Dix for the doctors there to examine him and sign him up on medical leave.
 Once we are home, we will have nurses come to the house three times a week to administer the antibiotics to him through the PICC line 
and change the the dressing on the wound vac and empty the machine. 

Here are some pictures of the last few days...

Michael enjoying some McDonald's in the hotel room.  
For some reason he's enjoying this "vacation."

Phil's "wound."  Trust me you don't want to see what's under this bandage!  
Phil and Michael enjoying Father's Day...
Thanks for your prayers.  
I'll keep you updated! 
Love my blogging friends!


Phil is still in the hospital.  
He had surgery Friday morning to remove the infected tissue in his


Yes, this infection has now spread.  

I came down Saturday with my mom, thanks mom, and Michael to be with him. 
 It's a long story how my mother got home, but she's home now and Michael and I will be here for a few days.  We're staying in a hotel near the hospital. 
Olivia is home and my mom will watch over her.

The infection is a staph infection and he is on IV antibiotics.  
He's going to have a PIC IV placed probably tomorrow and
 a wound vac placed over the area that he had surgery.  

He'll be in the hospital for a few more days and then home with a nurse coming every day to administer the antibiotics through the PIC IV. 

Not sure how long he'll be out of work.  
But he will probably be attached to the wound vac for two weeks.

Please keep us in your prayers, especially Phil.  

Thank You!

Please Pray...

I know I've been absent from blogging this week.

Life has been a bit busy here at Walking on Sunshine.
I've been working on the farewell banquet for our pastor next Sunday.
However, the Colonel called this afternoon to tell me that the infection in his knee is BACK. He went to the doctor down at Ft. Dix this afternoon and they took one look at it and sent him to the emergency room at the local hospital.

They admitted him last night.
The infection is back. He's hooked up to an IV.

He's 3 hours away.

He thinks they will release him today.
If not, I need to figure out how to get to this hospital.
So please pray that they will release him to come home TODAY.
More importantly, please pray that the infection will finally disappear!
Thank you!

Another Pearl...

A woman once fretted over the usefulness of her life. She feared she was wasting her potential being a devoted wife and mother. She wondered if the time and energy she invested in her husband and children would make a difference.

At times she got discouraged because so much of what she did seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated. 

"Is it worth it?" she often wondered.

 "Is there something better that I could be doing with my time?" 

It was during one of these moments of questioning that she heard the still small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart.

"You are a wife and mother because that is what I have called you to be. 

Much of what you do is hidden from the public eye.

 But I notice. 

Most of what you give is done without remuneration. 

But I am your reward.

Your husband cannot be the man I have called him to be without your support. Your influence upon him is greater than you think and more powerful than you will ever know.

 I bless him through your service and honor him through your love.

Your children are precious to Me. Even more precious than they are to you. 

I have entrusted them to your care to raise them for Me. 

What you invest in them is an offering to Me. 

You may never be in the public spotlight. But your obedience shines as a bright light before Me. 

Continue on. 

Remember that you are My servant. 

Do all to please Me."

~ Roy Lessin ~

Isn't that beautiful?  


Happy Anniversary...

Tomorrow is my wedding anniversary!  

Twenty two years ago I made the best decision in my life 
and became, the Colonel's wife.

  Although he was only a 2nd Lieutenant at the time!
This is how we looked 22 years ago, with my parents.  This is the only picture I have on my computer of our wedding.  This was taken at the church I grew up in, the one my father pastored for 31 years in Queens, NY.  

I am wearing my mother's wedding gown, although we had to have a new veil made.  
You can't see it in the picture, but it was a beautiful tiara! 
 This picture does not show how beautiful the gown was.  
Actually, the photographer kept scrunching the gown together the whole day!  

I loved everything about the dress and the veil.  The only alterations that were done to the gown were shortening the sleeves since my parents were married in November. 

New Year's Eve 1999...two beautiful children...
October 2007...right before The Colonel left for Iraq...

Christmas 2008 at the Hotel Bethlehem... 

I love the life we have created.  The Colonel is my best friend and I love him dearly. 
 I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life by his side.  
He has made me so happy and I can't wait to see what comes next!  

Happy Anniversary Colonel!  
I love you!

A Long One, BUT Oh So Good...

A minister passing through his church in the middle of the day, decided to pause by the altar and see who had come to pray... just then the back door opened, a man came down the aisle,

The minister frowned as he saw the man hadn't shaved in a while.
His shirt was kind a shabby and his coat was worn and frayed, the man knelt, he bowed his head, then rose and walked away.

In the days that followed, each noon time came this chap,
each time he knelt just for a moment, a lunch pail in his lap.

Well, the minister's suspicions grew, with robbery a main fear,
he decided to stop the man and ask him, 'What are you doing here?'
The old man said, he worked down the road. Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time, for finding strength and power.

'I stay only moments, see, because the factory is so far away;
as I kneel here talking to the Lord,
This is kind a what I say:
The minister feeling foolish, told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome to come and pray just anytime.
Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks,' he hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar, he'd never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love, and met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart, he repeated old Jim's prayer:

Past noon one day, the minister noticed that old Jim hadn't come
As more days passed without Jim, he began to worry some.
At the factory, he asked about him, learning he was ill.

The hospital staff was worried, but he'd given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them, brought changes in the ward...
His smiles, a joy contagious, changed people, were his reward.

The head nurse couldn't understand why Jim was so glad, when no flowers, calls or cards came, Not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed, he voiced the nurse's concern:

No friends came to show they cared. He had nowhere to turn.
Looking surprised, old Jim spoke up and with a winsome smile;
'the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know, that in here all the while everyday at noon

He's here, a dear friend of mine , you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand, leans over and says to me:


When my father had his accident last year and I was with him in the hospital one night,
I told him that I would come the next day after first going to church.
He looked right at me and said,
"Oh how I miss church."

Reading this poem makes me realize that even though my dad couldn't get to church those last three weeks of his life, I know the Lord was visiting with him!

Enjoy your day!

Would You Like Fries With That?

Yesterday was Olivia's first day of work at McDonald's!  

She worked 5 hours.

She came home completely exhausted and smelling like French fries.  
Which for some odd reason, 
didn't really smell all that appetizing! 

I told her it would get better.  I told her she won't always be this exhausted.
I told her her feet won't always hurt this much.

I told her she'll love the paycheck...and that seemed to be the only thing to help!

She has a purchase a car next year.  
I'm very proud of her!

Today she has off.  
I'm glad because tomorrow she works 8 hours!

So if you can, please say a prayer for her!

Don't forget about my goal...
Read yesterday's post!


Happy Monday!

Okay, this weekend was pretty boring.
 Sorry Mom.
I'm putting that in because my mother reads my blog and I spent most of Saturday with her.  
That part of the day was good.  

The rest was boring.  

Michael was away at his camping trip.  The Colonel was still on his exercise.  
So what's a girl to do when she really has nothing else to do?

She goes shopping!

But not alone!  
My mom, Olivia and I headed down to the mall and spent some time looking for bargains.  I was able to buy 2 t-shirts.  For some reason when I want to shop, I hardly find anything!  

But then we were hungry.  
All that shopping, we needed nourishment!

And fast food would not work!

We decided on Olive Garden...I haven't been there in 11 years.
Yes I said 11 years.

It was good!

We got home around 3:00.  That's when the day got boring.

Olivia had me drive her up to a nearby town to a county fair that a bunch of her friends were going to.  
So I pretty much had the rest of the day by myself.  
I thought I would really enjoy this...I thought I would get so much done...
I thought I would lay on the couch and watch TV...

I thought...

Here's hoping next Saturday is much better...
It better be...
It's our wedding anniversary!

I'm off to spend some time with all of my wonderful blogging friends!
Enjoy your day!

Scripture Saturday...

Michael called last night around 8:30, not sounding too happy.  I asked if he was okay, 
and he said, "No, it's too dark."  
I so badly wanted to get in my car and drive over to the camping grounds where they were, but of course I didn't.  
I told him get out his lantern and hold it and go stand near the fire and that he'll adjust.  

Later when thinking of a verse to use for today, all that kept coming to me was the if I was praying and quoting the scriptures for my boy...

Psalms 91

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High 
       will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. 

  I will say  of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, 
       my God, in whom I trust."

  Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare 
       and from the deadly pestilence.

  He will cover you with his feathers, 
       and under his wings you will find refuge; 
       his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

 You will not fear the terror of night, 
       nor the arrow that flies by day,

  nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, 
       nor the plague that destroys at midday.

  A thousand may fall at your side, 
       ten thousand at your right hand, 
       but it will not come near you.

  You will only observe with your eyes 
       and see the punishment of the wicked.

  If you make the Most High your dwelling— 
       even the LORD, who is my refuge then no harm will befall you, 

       No disaster will come near your tent.

  For he will command his angels concerning you 
       to guard you in all your ways.

Enjoy your Saturday!  


Who Knew...

That a library card can expire??? 


I decided while Michael was in karate last night to drive across the street and go to the library. How wonderful, right? 
Well, apparently my library card expired. 
And as I was filling out the paperwork for a new one, the librarian told me that
 I also owed $4.00 in overdue fees...from 3 years ago. 
Thank God they don't charge interest. 

Growing up in Queens, NY you have one library card.  
You can use this library card at any other library in Queens.  
Not so in PA!  
 When we first moved here 5 years ago, I had to go to our town library...
...which is quite small and old.  
THEN I was able to go to the new library in a different town... 
...which is really big and new.
But I couldn't get a library card from this nice, big, new library until I had a library card from the old, small library.  
Go Figure!

Yesterday was a great day. I slept till 8:00!! I finally woke the kids up at 9:30 to get ready so we could go shopping. Olivia needed a new pair of shoes for work and Michael needed a few things for his camping trip this weekend. After a quick trip to Payless where, thankfully, we were able to get Olivia's shoes and a pair of hiking boots for Michael, we went to Walmart. 

Spent way too much money there! And thanks to my new accountant, I know exactly how much money I spent in Payless, Walmart and Subway combined. 
Thank you Michael.
 He seemed quite concerned, but I needed to remind him that I don't shop like this 
every day or every week or even every month. 

 Michael leaves for his camping trip with the boy's group from church tonight. 
I'm going to miss him so much. He's so excited. He'll be gone till Sunday afternoon and thankfully the camp is only 10 miles from our house. 

Well that's about all going on here. Not much. 
The Colonel is away again this weekend. A huge exercise is going on down at Ft. Dix. 
So it'll just be Olivia and I...Enjoy your weekend!!

My Kids...

So how do I top yesterday's post?
I have no clue!
Nothing funny today, sorry!

Olivia and Michael finished school yesterday. I'm quite sad about this. Next year they will be both be leaving the house together....the bus for junior and senior high school comes at 6:40. Michael has been getting on the bus at 8:00 for elementary school for the past 6 years and will be in junior high next year.

Wow, where did the years go?

Olivia starts her job next week. Michael is leaving for a camping trip Friday night and will be gone until Sunday afternoon.

How and when did they stop being little kids and start doing all these things without me?

Oh I know they still need me, but it's a different kind of need. Olivia still needs me to drive her to work and pick her up at the end of the day. She goes for her driving test next month, but do you think I'm going to let her take MY car and just go??? I don't think so.

Michael needs me to take him shopping for his camping trip. He'll need me to help him pack and he'll hopefully call me at least once while he's gone! they really need me?
I think so.
One thing's for sure...I know I need them!
They are my life and the best gifts I have ever received.


A Warning...

You've heard about people who have been abducted and had their kidneys removed by black-market organ thieves?
My thighs were stolen from me during
the night a few years ago.
I went to sleep and woke up with someone else's thighs.
It was just that quick.
The replacements had the texture of cooked oatmeal.
Whose thighs were these and what happened to mine?
I spent the entire summer looking for my thighs.
Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans.
And then the thieves struck again.
My butt was next.
I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my
new rear-end to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier.
But my new butt was attached at least three inches lower than my original!
I realized I'd have to give up my jeans in favor of long skirts.
Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched.
One morning as I was fixing my hair I was horrified to see the flesh of my upper arm swing to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush.
This was really getting scary... body was being replaced one section at a time.
What could they do to me next?
When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a turkey neck,
I decided to tell my story.
Women of the world, wake up and smell the coffee!
Those 'plastic' surgeons are using REAL replacement body parts...
stolen from you and me!
The next time someone you know has something 'lifted', look again - was it lifted from you? THIS IS NOT A HOAX.
This is happening to women everywhere every night.
P.S. Last year I thought some one had stolen my Boobs.
I was lying in bed and they were gone!
But when I jumped out of bed, I was relieved to see that
they had just been hiding in my armpits as I slept.
Now I keep them hidden in my waistband.
Thought this was too 'important' not to pass on.
These same thieves went in my closet and shrunk my clothes!
How do they do it????

Gardening: See How My Garden Grows

It rained almost every day last week, except for Saturday. I finally was able to get back out into my garden yesterday.
  It was such a beautiful day, the kind you want to bottle up and keep forever! 

Here are some pictures of everything in our garden. When we planted two weeks ago, I think they went into some sort of shock...they just weren’t happy!  
Not to mention a few more cold nights.

My pumpkins are doing fabulous. I really thought we lost all four plants, but they’ve decided to enjoy their new home. 

My lettuce is also doing great! And I planted more seeds about 2 weeks ago and already have them making an appearance. I have green beans planted behind the lettuce and they are doing great also.

I lost all my sugar snap peas. Imagine me crying here! I don’t know why, but they decided not to continue to grow and have completely shriveled up into nothing! I did plant some more seeds, but have yet to see any growth.
 I planted more lettuce in this bed and you have to look really closely to see, but it’s coming!

We only planted 2 zucchini plants and they’re gone as well! And we planted 2 cucumber plants and only one survived. But do not worry, I made it to the farm last week and purchased 2 zucchini and one cucumber and the Colonel will be adding these to our garden when he gets home next weekend. 

Our tomato plants are doing FABULOUS! 
We only planted four and as you can see they are enjoying their new home! 

If there’s one thing we have learned in our garden, it’s to not over plant! One year we had so many tomato plants, we could hardly manage! And the same with the cucumber and zucchini. 
I have learned to only plant 2 each! 

The one thing I’m really happy with are the marigolds. Here’s a picture of how they look now.  They are getting so big, I can’t wait to get them in the ground, but not until they’re just a little bigger. 

Here's a picture of the view I get to look at every day!

Hope you enjoyed my little garden. 
The Colonel worked hard expanding it...and I think he did a great job!

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Happy Monday!

I hope everyone had a relaxing weekend!  These past few days have been so crazy around here at Walking on Sunshine.  
I've hardly had time to do my favorite blogs!  

Saturday was our church flea market.  Every year our girl's program holds a flea market to raise money for our summer programs.  We charge $10 a table.  
Whatever you sell, you keep!  Great!

I've been participating in these flea markets for about 5 years now.  
And every year I dread them.  
 The work involved..going through everything, pricing everything, packing up the car, getting everything to the field, etc.  
And every year when the flea market is over...I've had the best time!  

This year was no different!  All week I dreaded the work involved.  I finally made it down to our storage room on Thursday.  I sorted through a bunch of stuff and threw out a bunch more! 
 I promised myself that whatever didn't sell I would just get rid of.   

Saturday morning, bright and early, Michael and I loaded the car...
...oh yes, the Colonel usually gets to miss this!  
He's only been around for one! 
But, Michael is such a good kid, he always helps me and he always has his own table, selling toys that he's grown out of and this year my mom gave him a bunch of things to sell,
 letting him keep the profits!  

After a quick stop at McDonald's for pancakes for Michael...hey, a bribe does help...we made it to the field by our church by 8:15 and unloaded the car, set up our tables and proceeded to have a great time!  
Michael did fantastic.  He's a true salesman!  

And I'm happy to report, I came home with only my crystal goose.  Almost everything sold, and what didn't sell I gave to a friend who was going to donate the odds and ends to a homeless shelter for women starting over.  

All in all I made about $100...I know that's not a lot, but I've learned to price LOW. 
I may even attend the fall flea market.
But I'll have to find stuff to sell, there really is no more "junk" in this house!

Well I'm off to spend the best part of my day...visiting with all my wonderful friends!
Enjoy your day!
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