Showing posts with label Part of History. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Part of History. Show all posts

5.02.2011

Marks another page, in History...

This morning I woke up to my husband giving me the news of Bin Laden!  At first, it didn’t register, since I was still trying to wake up, so unfortunately, he had to repeat himself, as I rubbed my eyes with a confused look on my face.  But when it did register, it was music to my ears.  As I took time this morning to curl up in bed with my son, to watch his favorite cartoon, I knew my baby was safe, along with the rest of America!  This is a day that so many Americans have longed for.  I remember all too well, where I was on 9/11.  The husband, at that time we had just started dating, and I decided to take a trip for our birthdays and we thought what better place than Vegas.  I had taken some allergy medicine the night before, and allergy medicine has a tendency to knock me out, a fire could take place in my house and I would burn to death, because I’m out cold!  Our cell phones were going off that morning, with several missed calls, but eventually one of our family members called our hotel room direct and got us, and told us to turn on the news.  As we turned on the TV, I was still a little out of it, I remember seeing with one eye open, a plane crashing into one of the Twin Towers, and then another plane.  Mike jumped out of bed, and ran to the window, not sure why he did that, but I guess with us being in one of the most popular travel locations in America, he was scared they might try to attack Vegas also.  All I could think of at that time, and this might sound a little selfish, but it isn't meant to be, because my heart was aching for all the families, and for America, but all I wanted was to be at home with my family.  This was such a tragedy to our country, and I had never been through something like this, probably like most of the people my age, and I was truly scared.  I remember us finally leaving our hotel room, after watching over and over and over, the planes crashing into the Twin Towers, and every time we saw it happen, it was like it was the first time, and my heart dropped each time, I was in such disbelief of what was happening to our country, and that we were truly under attack.  I live in denial a lot; I like happy thoughts, not thoughts of grief and loss.  As we left the hotel room, the casinos were full of people watching the TVs stationed throughout each casino, hanging onto every word that was being played on the news.  I remember a lot of the shops had closed for the day, a long with no flights in or out, meaning we were stuck in Vegas for two extra days.  And I all I wanted was to get home.  We considered renting a car, but we knew if we did that, A) we would end up killing each other or breaking up, and that wasn’t what either one of us wanted, B) the end result, we wouldn’t get home any sooner if we did drive.  So, we waited it out.  With so many people wanting to get home to be with their families, it was a first come first serve getting out of Vegas.  I remember us camping out, trying to make sure we made it on the first flight available.  At the time, I had never been so happy to see my family, and give them hugs and kisses, and so thankful that they were all okay.  My heart ached truly for the love ones that were lost that day, and my heart has ached for the soldiers, and the families of the soldiers.  It has been a long almost 10 years, but today (last night), victory has been had.  The man behind all of this has finally been killed.  I know this won’t be the last attack our country will face, but we have gotten stronger, I hope we never have to face anything like 9/11 ever again.  I just want to say THANK YOU, to the men and women that fight everyday for what we have!  At times I believe it is taken for granted…  I’m thankful for each one of you; I know that I couldn’t do what these men and women have done.  Last night, will mark another page in history!  What a long journey/road it has been, but thankful it is over!

xoxo, Shanna 

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4.28.2011

I'm so out of the loop...

Do you ever feel like your in the know, but really aren’t!?!  Today, I was having lunch with my girlfriend, and she asked me if I was going to watch the wedding.  And my response, which wasn’t what she was hoping or looking for because I'm sure I looked clueless,  what wedding?  I had no clue, nor do I really care about the Royal Wedding.  She was shocked, because in all honesty, probably three years ago, I would have been all over this Royal Wedding hype.  But when you have two kids (toddler & infant) and work full time, the last thing on your mind, is who is getting married in England.  I’m too busy changing diapers, feeding my kids, washing hands and faces, along with trying to survive tantrum after tantrum, to care about a wedding that will start at 4:00 in the morning.  Since this will be considered history in the making, I told her that I would DVR it (mainly for her to come over and watch), so that I could try to watch it when I had a free minute, 5 years from now.  Which at that time DVR’s will no longer exist…  


Now moving onto what my life does revolve around…  It appears we I have a new bed partner.  The last two nights, my sweet little man has slept in our bed.  He has become a little clingy over the last couple of days.  I asked him this morning if he was going to start sleeping in mommy's bed and he said, yeah yeah…  That’s awesome!  I do love to cuddle, but I enjoy having room to move in my bed too.  Between the husband and my kitty girl, I’m already pushed to the far edge of my side of the bed.  I mine as well sleep on the floor or couch.  It’s funny, I always said that my kiddos wouldn’t be allowed to sleep in our bed, no way…  Fast forward two years, and now I’m asking my son if he's going to sleep in mommy's bed.  Thank goodness he said yeah yeah!  I think my feelings might have been hurt if he told me no!

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Looking forward to the weekend, I'm ready to get my laziness on.  No plans as of yet, but I might have a watching party/sleepover of the Royal Wedding, if my girlfriend does decide to come over tomorrow night.  But, she will be responsible for getting up with the kiddos Saturday morning and fixing me breakfast!  We will dress in our best pajamas, A has the blow dryer ready to fix our hair, and we will drink our beverages from the best tea cups I can find, they may not match and could be plastic!  I’m curious, are you going to watch the Royal Wedding?  Are you going to a watching party?  Are you going to get all dressed up for the affair?  I just want to see how out of the loop I am!

***You see the tight gripe the little man has on my leg... 

xoxo, Shanna