My family is my life. I married an outstanding man nearly eight years ago. His name is Kurt, he's in the Air Force, and I could go on all day about him (most of it good!). I have a 15 year old son, Gunther, who leaves me breathless with his honesty, and who will know your number after thirty seconds of conversation. I have a 5 year old son, Liam, who makes me wonder how I lived before knowing him. I have an 12 year old stepdaughter, Chandler, who is full of love and life, and always sees the good in people. We are execting #4 in October. My son's dog Boomer is as loyal as the day is long, and pretty to boot. My husband's dog Clifford is ginormous, and has recently become a house dog. We have a 21 pound cat, Frank, who sleeps in the bathroom sink, and a three legged cat named Lt. Dan.
If I had spare time, of which I don't, I would read. Given my druthers, I'd get a book and a blanket, and curl up on the couch all day. Since that *never* happens, I'm usually found out with the family, camping or riding dirtbikes and fourwheelers. I even have my own now!! I'm also into photography and scrapbooking, but don't have the time much anymore.
Anyone who knows me at all will tell you that there's always something going on at our house. I've learned that chaos breeds quick thinking and gratitude, and that life's ups wouldn't be any good without it's downs. I am grateful for my friends, who have gotten me through anything a girl could go through, and to God for bringing me through another day to pull my hair out!
