Bittersweet Weekend.....

The Good Part.....

Scott, Bentley and I hit the road Friday evening for California.  It was exciting to be able to drive to Cali on only a 5 hour trip instead of the usual 24 hours it took from Texas.  We arrived late that night to a wonderful dinner from Juan Pollo's.  I absolutely love that place!  Juan Pollo has the BEST rotisserie chicken, rice, and tortillas ever!  I first had it 6 years ago when my then soon to be in-laws catered mine and Scott's wedding through them.  Now, I have to have it every time we go to Cali.  We got up early Saturday morning and milled around a bit before heading to Newport Beach.  Newport is my favorite beach in all of Cali.  It is so pristine and beautiful. It was cloudy that day and too cold to go into the ocean, so we just enjoyed the area.  We had a big lunch at the Rockin Baja Lobster.  It was amazing!  I had Tequila Lime shrimp and a Lobster Burger for the first time.  It was sooooo yummy!  I don't know how they do it, but they batter fry the lobster in a "patty style" without it getting rubbery or overwhelming the taste of the lobster.  It was truly an outstanding meal.  After that, we probably actually sat on the beach for about 30 minutes before we got cold and left...lol.

Saturday evening we took the ferry over to Balboa Island for some dessert and to enjoy the sheer beauty of that place.  It has such an old town island community feeling.  I love the houses there, (even though we couldn't afford one as they are well over $1million).  I really enjoyed our weekend trip to Cali.  Our dog, Bentley enjoyed it too.  He met my mother-in-law's dogs Rose, (a Jack Russell Terrier, or terror...lol), and Belle, (a Lab).  He and Belle hit it off right away.  My mom-in-law said that Belle was in love....lol  They carried on all weekend running, playing, wrestling.  I think she wore Bentley out because he got in the car on Sunday afternoon and slept all the way home.  I've never seen him so still for so long...lol   =)


The Not so Good Part.....

Scott and I were sitting on a bench in the middle of Balboa Island Saturday night, enjoying a bowl of froyo and chocolate covered corn flakes, when my cell phone rang.  It was my daughter, Cheyenne, calling to tell me that my favorite radio personality, Kidd Kraddick, had passed away that morning.  My daughter said, "Mom, I just wanted to call and tell you before you read it on Facebook.  I wanted you to hear it from me first because I know how much you loved him."  And yesterday, on our way home from California, my son, Charlie, called to tell me the same thing because he saw it on the news.  He said, "I know how much you loved him, I'm sorry for your loss Mommy."  First of all, I am so very thankful to have children that think of me first and care so much about me in times like that.  Needless to say, I am heartbroken.....

I have been listening to Kidd Kraddick since I was 17 years old.  He's been in my living room, bedroom and car via the airwaves for 23 years.  He made me laugh sometimes when no one else could...he could have me crying one minute, by reading one of his lovely Kidd's Kids letters of appreciation or something, and then have me laughing hysterically the next minute.  Quoting Dolly Parton's character Truvy from Steel  Magnolias, "Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion."  It truly is and no one could evoke that "emotion" in me better than Kidd Kraddick.  He wasn't just a funny man, he was a man with a BIG heart for others.  Everything he did was an effort to reach out to and help others; especially his Kidd's Kids trips.  He has inspired me so much through the years.  It can feel silly being so emotional over someone you just listen to on the radio, or watch on the TV, but it isn't.  My heart was filled with joy this morning when a member of his morning show, J-Si, said as much when he stated feeling that way is the biggest complement we could pay to Kidd as that was his goal.  Kidd always wanted to be "real" on the radio and make everyone feel like they knew the real him.  J-Si said the man we heard on the radio every morning was the real Kidd Kraddick.  He was a sincere and genuine man who shared every moment of his life with us via the airwaves.  It made me feel okay to grieve for him....it does feel like losing a very close friend or family member. 

My mind and heart are deep in denial and just do not want to believe it's true.  When you hear someone day in and day out for so many years like that, you just never think anything will ever happen to them.  You just think they will always be there....I could not ever have imagined a weekday morning where I didn't hear his voice.  Yet, this morning I did....I applaud the rest of his morning show crew that came on for a short while to share their memories and last moments with Kidd.  I know that was probably the hardest thing they've ever had to do thus far.  My continued prayers go out to his close friends and family.  I cannot even begin to imagine the pain they must be experiencing at this time.  I am a better person for having known this great man and will carry his inspiration with me always.  I love you and will never forget you, Kidd Kraddick ~~ R.I.P.

Thanks for reading "All About My Business"
Crystal

"Keep looking up.....because that's where it all is" ~~ Kidd Kraddick

 

Made it!!!!!

It was an exhausting trip, but we made it to Arizona on Sunday morning!  In plenty of time to celebrate our 6th wedding anniversary.  My sweet hubby had a bunch of "goodies" waiting for me when we arrived....a single Red Rose in a vase, a lovely welcome to our new home card, some Hostess Cupcakes, Godiva Chocolates, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Asiago Cheese Artisan Bread that he had baked just for me, (love that stuff), Dr. Pepper, Korbel Pink Champagne, (we had it at our wedding), a platter of shrimp cocktail and crab meat, a new Arizona Coffee Mug and even some chew bones for Bentley boy.  I have the sweetest and best husband in the world!!  =)

I've pretty much been sleeping the past couple of days to catch up.  On Monday I took Bentley for a walk 3 times for about an hour each time.  I guess I didn't realize how much the heat was affecting me, (because I can actually breathe when outside here), and nearly gave myself a heat stroke.  I'm gonna need to only be outside in "little doses" until my body gets acclimated to the different type of heat out here.  Even though there is not as much humidity here as in Texas, it is still stinking hot!  I'm dripping sweat after standing outside for only 5 minutes and shower twice a day!  Several people around here have told me that around Mid October the weather cools down and is very mild and nice the rest of the year.  I figure that I can stand 3 months of intense heat if the other 9 months are paradise.  

I really love our apartment!  It's nice, quiet and clean with a wonderful view of palm trees and our lovely pool.  I'm hoping to get to the pool either today or tomorrow.  I spent all yesterday unpacking, so we are as set up as we can be considering we have practically nothing...lol  One of the fun things about starting over will be the shopping for new stuff!  =)  I am now on the countdown to start school on August 19th.  I am very excited and nervous.  I know I will have fun and hope that I do well in my classes.  It has been a very long time since I've been in school.  Wish me luck!  I've posted some photos of our new place.  Welcome to our new home....


Thanks for reading "All About My Business"
Crystal

 New Beginnings.....

It's Finally Here!!!!!

The day is finally here...we leave for Arizona first thing in the morning.  But, of course, it just couldn't go off without a hitch.  No...now what fun would that be???  First of all, let me start by just saying that I've probably only had about 5-6 hours of good sleep in the last week.  My 6 day vacay was spent sick with my asthma for 2 days, trying to run my daughter around back and forth to her drive times and driving school, running errands, and packing for our move.  I slept in maybe 2 of those days...but can you really call it sleeping in if I slept til 9:00am when I was up til 5:30am because my computer crashed and I had to back up all my photos and data, and then reformat the whole thing?  

Anyway, yesterday was my last day at work and I had to leave a few minutes early to pick my Golden Retriever, Bentley, up from the groomers after his day of beauty.  My phone died at work, so I was already on the road when I received a voicemail from my mother telling me that the dog groomers called and were going to close early, so someone had to go pick Bentley up and my step-dad was headed there.  There was also a schedule change with my daughter's driving class, but he took care of that as well.  (Thank you Marvin!!)  Then I realized that Marvin would not be able to pay when he picked Bentley up, so I had to call while driving to town and make the payment.  I ended up meeting my step-dad at the driving school to pick up Bentley and my daughter, Cheyenne, (after waiting an hour for her class to end).  Afterwards, I had to take Cheyenne to Walmart to pick something up and then we headed to the house...finally I was going to get some packing done and maybe sleep...or so I thought.  

When we get home Cheyenne decides we need to go get a pizza and she will pay, (from $$ her dad sent her).  Okay, fine, so we go to town, (20 minutes away), and place our order, but the pizzas will take 10-15, minutes and she then decides that she needs to go back to Walmart to get drinks and a movie "real quick."  So being the spaced out, sleep deprived, ignorant mother that I am, I said, "Okay."  My daughter couldn't find the movie she wanted and after about 10 minutes decided instead to get t-shirts and paint to decorate them with Scarlett for their last night together.  Little did I know the turmoil that was about to ensue....  We are standing in the craft isle and Cheyenne is having a conniption because she can't find a t-shirt in her size, well, in the size she wants it to be.  You see, she found a "Youth Large" that fit but she absolutely refused to get it because she wanted an "Adult Small."  What..???  I explained that they both fit her the same so what the hell difference did it make?  Well, to a 16 year old girl, apparently it make all the damn difference in the world....because in teenage logic a "Small" is always better than a "Large" even if they are the same darn size!!!!!!  Does everyone know that??? In t-shirts a Youth Large is the same as an Adult Small, but please, please, whatever you do, please don't ever try to explain that to a 16 year old girl in the middle of the Walmart craft aisle at 9:00pm at night!  Especially if you are emotionally and mentally unstable yourself from having been sleep deprived.  Oh and that is another thing....did you know that the angry raging hormones of a 16 year old girl are exactly the same as a sleep deprived and physically worn out 40 year old woman???  Oh yes, it was quite a scene at Walmart last night.  Fortunately, there were not many people around the craft aisle that late at night.  Anyway, 20 minutes later she finally found t-shirts that she was happy with and grabbed some paint only to finally decide that she miscalculated something and did not have enough money to buy that stuff and have enough to eat the next day.  So yes....we actually put all that stuff back and walk away with nothing.  I managed to somehow get the message to her teen brain that you don't have to spend money to make memories with someone.  We then grab some Dr. Peppers and go pick up the pizza....45 minutes after we ordered it.  By the time we get home and eat it is 11:00pm.  I had a few things to do, so I of course didn't get to bed until my usual 12-1:00am.  I went to sleep hoping the morning would go a lot smoother....little did I know....

My alarm was already set for 6:00am, which was way too early, but Bentley decides that he really, really, really needs to go to outside at 5:00am!!  Even though he hasn't had anything to eat or drink for hours due to his impending surgery, but he insisted, so I drag my limp body out of bed and sleep walk him outside.  We say hello to the dog who came running from across the street and walked to the middle of the yard where Bentley then stops and will not move.  He just stands there looking up at me....what?  We didn't come out here so I could potty!  He did not potty, (no surprise there), and would go no further, so I turn around and walk back towards the house.  Bentley walks directly to the front door and puts his nose to the knob....really Bentley?  You drag me up out of bed an hour early just to walk half way across the yard and then come back???  I've concluded that having a teenage dog is a lot like having a teen age kid.  Technically, he's 21 in dog years, but I've also come to the conclusion, (after observing the college kids at work and remembering my own 20's experience), that our 20's are just an extension of our teen years. Anyway, we go back into the house and I slip back into bed only to lay awake until my alarm goes off at 6:00am.  I'm still optimistic at this point, (or maybe just still loopy from lack of sleep), so I get ready to start the day.  I had to drop Cheyenne off at her drive time at 7:00am, an hour early, in order to get back 30 miles the opposite direction to take Bentley to the vet for his surgery, (neutering).  I was in a hurry because I needed to get there by 8:30.  I'm glad we left early... 

After I dropped Cheyenne off I headed back to our town, but as I was rolling through McKinney I saw a huge rock in the middle of my lane.  I swerved to miss it, but ended up nailing it.  I thought to myself, "I hope my tire doesn't go flat now," and not 30 seconds later my steering wheel pulled to the right and I felt a "thump, thump."  Crap!  Luckily I was passing a gas station and pulled into it.  Sure enough, my tire was flat.  I didn't know what I was going to do, but then I saw a gentleman walking to his work truck and asked him if he could help.  I had a spare and everything needed to change a tire in my trunk.  He enlisted the help of his friend and proceeded to change the tire.  They didn't really say much; they just started working on it.  They had a bit of a hard time with my little nothing of a so called jack, but finally managed to get the car up.  However, as one of the guys was removing the flat tire, the whole thing fell!  Geez....thank God neither guy was under the car!  So one of the guys went to his work truck and got a bigger and better jack.  I was thankful and then thought, "why didn't they just do that in the first place when they were having such a hard time with my jack?"  Oh well, at least they didn't give up on me.  They continued on and got me on my way with only about a 15 minute delay.  I was able to get Bentley boy to the vet in plenty of time.  However, by the time I got home, I only had 30 minutes til I had to go get Cheyenne from drive time.  The rest of the day has been busy but less stressful.  

My husband is driving in from AZ and got a bit of a late start.  He said he would try to make it here before dawn.  That means I will be driving the entire way back to AZ, (17 hours).   
I just have to make sure I go to bed early tonight. So now I will go finish up everything so that I can hopefully make it an early night.  Hope everyone has had a blessed day!  I know I have!  God has surely been looking after us.  Thank you Lord.  =)

Thanks for reading "All About My Business"
Crystal

Teen Driver in the House!!!!!

As we get ready to move out of state we are trying to squeeze in some last minute things like getting my daughter through driving school.  She will barely have enough time to finish, but she is doing very well.  She passed her written test and got her permit last week....much to my horror.  I am actually very proud of her; however, am a nervous passenger.  I usually drive everywhere and my husband has become very accustomed to that, (even enjoys being chauffeured around I think...lol).  I guess in the process of this becoming the norm, my fear of being in the passenger seat, and not being in control, has gotten worse.  The day Cheyenne got her permit, I knew she would want to drive home when I picked her up from driving school.  I cannot tell you how I dreaded it...all day at work I thought about it, went through all the worst case scenarios in my mind and got myself all nice and worked up.  So when that time came, I was nice and scared out of my mind.....BUT, I did not chicken out!  I knew that I could not disappoint my sweet baby girl; after all, she had worked so hard for this.  So I took a deep breath and sat my rear in the passenger seat.  

Luckily, the road we travel away from the school is a nice 35 mph road....nice and steady.  Then we came to the 45 mph road...nice and steady.  I was now getting somewhat relaxed and was encouraging her along the way.  I think she was actually more nervous than I was as she just continued to talk, and talk, and talk, and talk.....(obviously a nervous habit she is unaware of).  She asked if we could stop on the way home for a soda, so we pulled over at a local gas station and she went in while I stayed in the car and took several deep breaths.  She was doing good, but my fear was trying to sneak up on me.  Once she got her drink and jumped back in he driver's seat, we were off.  As she pulled onto the main road, she began to pick up speed.  My nerves kicked in a bit and then it hit me....we were on a main highway and the speed was about to go up to 60 mph!!!!!  I felt that pit in my stomach, my body went cold, my hands were sweaty and clammy, my heart started beating out of my chest and I thought to myself, "Oh my goodness, I'm about to have a panic attack!"  I haven't had a panic attack since I was a teenager, so this was surprising even to me.  I kept my cool and did not say anything as I did not want to upset my daughter or make her nervous.  I simply took some deep breaths and told myself to calm down....after all she is doing great, she's going the speed limit, she's slowing down when she needs to, and not following too close behind other cars....there is nothing to be afraid of.  

I continued to encourage her and we eventually made it home safely.  That night I knew I had to do something because I would need to allow her to drive every evening and practice as much as possible.  So I did the only thing I knew for sure would work....I prayed.  I laid my fear at the feet of God and asked Him to always keep us safe.  I asked Him to help me with my fear because I no longer want to be a slave to my fears...I need to trust God more.  Sure enough, he answered my prayer.  The last few days she has been great and so have I.  I keep my calm and only ask her to slow down a couple of times here and there just to settle my nerves a bit, (even though she drives great, she understands my fear and does what her irrational mother asks of her).  Afterwards, I thank her for having patience with me.  Go figure, usually it is the parent who needs to have patience with the teen... I can't image having a better daughter.  Cheyenne has always been my little angel.  She is very mature and has a good head on her shoulders.  Now when I ride with her I am much calmer and can feel God's hand on us....guiding us...protecting us.  Thank you, Jesus, for hearing my prayer and watching over us.  I love you, Lord, with all my heart.  

Today, my son, Charlie, came over and went with us to take my daughter to physical therapy.  And I was glad she was driving because I did not feel well at all.  I've been having trouble breathing for the past couple of days, but last night it got worse.  I took my inhaler last night and this morning, but it didn't help much.  It is very hot in my parent's house, (as it is an old mobile home), and this Texas heat and humidity is brutal on my asthma.  Going outside to run errands made it even worse.  I thought I might even need to go to the hospital.  However, sitting inside the cool building waiting for Cheyenne to complete her physical therapy helped a lot.  I went to the pharmacy to see if I could get a nebulizer machine, but they said I would need a prescription for that.  So, I made myself a doctor's appointment for tomorrow morning and hope they will prescribe it to me.  In the meantime, I was able to use my Mom's machine to do a breathing treatment.  I also need to make sure my pneumonia isn't trying to come back.  I think it's just that the intense heat and humidity has triggered my asthma.  I'm usually pretty much confined to the house during the summer months.  Especially during the yellow, orange, and red alert days, (which is pretty much all of July and August).  I am feeling a lot better now since it is night time and the temp has come down outside a bit.

I know Arizona is hot too, but hoping that the dry, and thinner, air will help a bit.  Besides, if all I have to endure is 2 or 3 months of intense dry heat and then the rest of the year is like 75-80 degrees...I can definitely do that!  In Texas you only have about 2 weeks of fall and 2 weeks of spring with those mild temps, (if we are lucky....giving 2 weeks is generous).  I can't wait for 8 more days to go by.  =)  I'm so ready to see my sweet loving husband again and be with him in our new home.  I'm so ready for this major change and new chapter in our lives.  I can't wait to see what our journey has in store for us.  

Going to go rest some more....have a great evening all.

Thanks for reading "All About My Business"
Crystal


  

A Thankful Heart

I want to take a moment to thank the one who put in motion all the wonderful things that are going on in my life right now.  

Thank you, Heavenly Father, for all the rich blessings that you have poured out over my family.  The school, the new home in a new state, the job for my husband that came at just the right time and the perfect financial balance it all took.  We saw your hand guiding it all and felt our faith being stretched and strengthened through it all.  This is only the beginning of our journey and I just can't wait to see what's next.  I love you, Faithful Lord.  

God has indeed blessed us greatly and I know He will continue to do so throughout our lives.   I know this from his Word....which is why I long ago chose the following as my life verse:

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11 NIV)

I love The Lord, my God with all my heart and know that all good things come from Him. 

Thanks for reading "All About My Business"
Crystal