Citizen's Cemetary, Flagstaff, AZ

My sweet cousins Tony and Lisa were able to go to the cemetary where my Grandma and Grandpa Funkhouser are buried in Flagstaff, AZ. This is a picture of my grandpa's headstone. He has been gone for quite some time, and when he died, my grandma didn't have the money to buy a headstone, so her sister's husband Kelly carved one out of wood. My grandmother is right near him, but a headstone was never put on her grave. I am hoping to rectify this situation this year, and get them both a nice headstone.

Grandpa Sjob

This is my Grandma and Grandpa Sjobloms headstone. Pride swells within me when I see the flag on my grandpa's grave. He was in WWII and saw heavy combat. He started as a drill sargeant and then went overseas to the Phillipines. He was a forward observer, where you life in measured in minutes. He then was recruited into Stark's Rangers. He didn't see much action with them because the war was coming to a close. I thank you ever day, Grandpa, and thank you for your service that affords me my freedoms to live in this great country. God Bless the USA!

Memorial Day

I have been giving a lot of thought to Memorial Day this year. I am SO proud of my dad. He served his country honorable during the Korean Conflict. He was stationed in Germany in a missle unit. Although he never saw battle, we have to remember that during war there is a lot of behind the scenes people. He was the "Radar O'Reilly" of his unit. I am so proud to be an American and am thankful for the sacrifice that these brave men and women make! Not only is their life in danger, but there are countless other things that they sacrifice. One of the biggest things is the time away from family. This weekend, let's all take a moment and pause and give thanks for all that we have because of these selfless individuals. God Bless the USA!!

Uh huh..

Yes, it's been one of those days.

Yeah....

And yes, we are at that age around here.

Duane

I have the special special privelidge of caring for my 4 year old nephew, Duane or "Duey" five days a week. He is Scott's little guy. I am so thankful for the opportunity to do this! Duey is a bright spot, in a sometimes dreary world. Being 4, you can assume he can be naughty! LOL He is my sweetheart. He calls me Nana and that's music to my ears. He called me Anne one day, and I almost cried. I hope he's never to big to call me Nana. I believe that people come into our lives for certain reasons. Duey is in mine to make me a better person. As with my two children, Duey brings a special joy to me. He is so inquisitive and strong headed- but I like that! He will be a find young man one day, so hide your daughters! LOL This is Duey on his way to "work". Gotta have a tie, right?? I should also mention that he is named after my grandfather, Duane Sjoblom. The name fits to a tee, but those are some big shoes to fill!!

Update!

I have been sober for 3 years as of May 5. (I forgot to blog it!!) It is so nice to be free from the beast, even though you are never completely free of that monster. It has been nearly 6 months since I have even craved it, and that's very exciting for me. I am enjoying all of the time I have with my kids, and we are doing so many things together as a family. I LOVE MY KIDS!! Without them, I might be dead.

V-ball

Maddy's volleyball team. She played at Dimple Dell this spring, and will be playing tournament volleyball this summer there as well. So proud of my baby!! I love you Maddy!