*Random thinking (Pictures)*

I have been thinking about death a lot today.  I am not sure why.  Maybe because it is almost a year ago that Darrel passed away and nothing was organized.  By that I mean, we never made plans.  Where do you want to be buried, who do you want to get what, and getting the paperwork done is so hard, even in a year.  I have so much I have to do still.  It all has to be done by May 27th, the year anniversary of his death.  All I want to do is talk to him.  I miss him. 

So, I keep thinking, if I were to die what would everyone have to do.  I have never been the cleanest or most organized person.  I think there ought to be a way for my family to access my accounts.  I need to have a list of my electric, gas, water, and phone companies so it will be easy for them to just pull them up, call them, and cancel them.  What about friends.  Most of my closest friends, oddly, are from here.  How would anyone know.  I want addresses in a book.  I want easy access for my family to know where to go and know who to contact.  Am I planning my death?  No way, I just want to be prepared.  We don’t know our destinies.  

Also, what about my house.  What do I want people going through.  Maybe I need to get a safety posit box for more personal items (not that I have any), and I need to clean up what is could embarass me.  Simple stupid things, like the fact I keep toiletries in my closet, not in the bathroom.  Or that I don’t hang my clothes, I lay them on the closet floor.  Which, by the way, I cleaned my closet tonight.  I am so proud of myself.  Not that it was very messy, but… I hung my clothes.  I kept my underwear in a box from when I moved.  I finally put them in a drawer, because someone gave me a dresser a week ago.  

I went on a three mile walk with my upstairs neighbors and my girls tonight.  It was a nature trail, so a lot of up and down.  I am not sure if it was good for me or not yet, but I am chalking it up to being rewarding.  I talked to Kevin after he got off work.  I told mom I was dating someone.  The whole conversation was "Mom, I’m dating someone now" Mom "from work" me "Yes" Mom, "I think that is a bad idea"  Nothing else was said.  I never see him at work, unless we are on break, or I make an effort to see him.  I work the cash register, he works in shoes.  But we worked together before the store was open and that is how we got to know each other.  He gets off at 3:30 tomorrow so we are most likely going to get together.  I will try to sneak a picture.  

I want to share some photos with you.  My son did a play last week.  My mom made his and his girlfriend’s costume.  Here are pictures from that.

Vanessa, my second oldest, and Corban

From the walk today.  Whitney ticked me off holding her hands up like that.  That is Sarah and Andrew, my neighbors upstairs.  They are walking our dog.

We talked Whitney into going down the slide

We went to watch "The Host" Wednesday, it was good.

Someone from a young life group gave me this bed & dresser, and chest.  Someone from work gave me the lamp.  I am a blanket whore, so you will notice blankets everywhere all through my house.

I don’t know if I shared this already or not, but this is the dress and shoes I got Whitney for Junior prom.  For the record, they do not where shoes at their dances, and they are going bowling afterwards.  I thought they were cute.  They glitter like the top of her dress.

And, because Alexandra felt left out I bought her this dress for Vanessa’s graduation on June 7th