Brogan the super cool boy!

It took so long to log on to Blogger I almost forgot what I was going to rant/rave about...

Or not...

Brogan went from our precious baby to a ruffian "BOY" in one hair cut, I swear. I guess it's all about perceptions. As much as we saw Brogan as our baby, it seemed that right after he got his super cool crew cut, we started seeing him as the ruffian boy that he really is.

Well Audrey would have told us that a few months ago when her brother started walking and pulling her hair.

Wow. What a difference a simple haircut makes. Geez - ladies - we all know that's a fact too. So here's to our sweet son, who says "Hi, Mommomma, Dad Dad". Brogan you are super cool!

His skin, normally so clear and perfectly olive is a little inflamed by the spaghetti sauce in his dinner tonight. Yikes - but then I pamper him with "Aquaphor".. Dusty loves to say what's the aqua for??? I am always looking for the Aquaphor, it's great stuff. It is awesome for helping sooth any kind of rash.

Audrey - PLEASE EAT!!!

The nightly battle is getting Audrey to eat her dinner...

Dusty knows how much she likes Teriyaki so made beef Teriyaki just for her.

"It won't kill you"

Brogan's new 'Do

Ok, well the gorgeous baby curls had to go... :( Lots easier to comb out now!

Brogan's busy day

I can always tell when Brogan has had a busy day when I walk in the door after work. He likes to throw all of his toys over the back of the couch... that's where the entry way is. He's a stinker! We tell him "no! Don't throw your toys", but he just thinks it's great fun.

We have a new puppy that thinks it's great fun too! Luckily, Harley hasn't destroyed more than a handful of Brogan's toys. He did chew the wheel off of the little monster truck Brogan got for Christmas - 'Donkey Kong' - AND this really upset Audrey!

So here are a few shots of our busy guy AFTER he's emptied his toy box.

We've started NOT giving his toys back after he throws them. They are mommy and daddy's toy now and we put them into a box. Audrey actually is the one who takes those toys and puts them back in his toy box. She's an awesome big sister.

Popcicle Boy

Adventures in Bus Riding... Rural

So - we had my blazer towed to the shop...

(they won't work on it)

We had my blazer towed home...

MSD Ignition system needs to be replaced. Think ordering online and waiting for it to ship? Waiting for payday to order... may be 2 weeks until it is fixed.

Eva riding the bus.. first day - ok. Second day, missed the bus, got on the wrong bus, got off that bus and walked to a bus stop. Got on the bus that stopped there, it was the wrong bus too. Waited for 30 minutes in pouring rain - ok - hood on, rain jacket zipped up. Now know the true meaning of a rain jacket.

During lunch I walked over to Kohl's and bought myself a proper rain/wind/warm jacket. I LOVE this coat. It was very sweet of the Kohl's employees too to take all the tags off for me when I said I wanted to wear it!

Ordeals abound. Monday - Martin Luther King Jr day - I admired the man, have no problem with him UNTIL holiday schedule for the bus. I waited an extra 45 minutes for the bus - so an hour altogether, but in the cold wind, rain and cars going by that swept dirt into my eyes.

One of my friends from work drove past, then had to come back some time later and mentioned they saw me still waiting!

I'm tired, worn out and really want my car fixed. It will be a few tiresome and difficult weeks until we get the blazer back on the road and I just hope my energy and optimism can hold out that long.

I DO KNOW - when I come home, and snuggle/hug love my kids and get them all tucked in and safe, and when Dusty and I can finally go to bed and hold each other while falling into delirious sleep - that it is all worth the hard times. We - together, Dusty and I, take care of this family and of each other, with love. Being married to your best friend is the greatest gift I have ever been given.

Brittney and Harley

Talk about a HUGE contrast, yeah?

Brittney and Harley: Brittney is about half Harley's size. Brittney is about 200% more experienced and more dominant. Harley is so happy with his new doggie friend, he'll do anything she says.

She's had a few occasions to get grumpy at him. He is a puppy after all! But these two dogs are getting on wonderfully. Brittney is showing Harley the ropes, the yard, the pecking order. She would never hurt him. Glad to see and know that Harley would never dream of hurting her either. He is a gentle pup... and a puppy he is for all his size, he's still clumsy and growing into himself yet.

Our family (Dusty, me, Audrey and Brogan) are so happy to have this guy in our lives. He is just great! We are very lucky to have been given the opportunity to adopt him and we will be forever grateful to his previous owners!

Covered

Looks like the kids got Harley covered on both ends!

Harley - Wants to PLAY!!

Oh YES YES YES - Can we Play??? HU? HU?

Sweet Boy - Needs a Haircut??

Sweetest boy in the WORLD. I love my son!

Long Doggin' It

Don't worry - Brogan and Harley play back and forth with this ball! Harley loves it and Brogan loves throwing it!!!

100 % Devotion

Who LOVES Who MORE? What a pair!!

Vacation time fun

The kids are having a blast getting to know Harley our new puppy!

I've been busy doing mountains of laundry and cleaning house - picking up anything the puppy could possibly find fun to play with that isn't his.

Today, I'm making bean soup w/the leftover Ham from Christmas (we froze the bone and meat for soup). I'll bake some potatoes and make cornbread for a nice homey meal. Reminds me of my childhood.

Hope everyone has had a happy and safe New Year celebration. I was the only one that made it to midnight and that's only because I was playing games online!

So Audrey and I are getting ready to go back to school/work on Jan 4th. Vacation is over till next time!

Our newest family member

We've been waiting and finally we have been lucky enough to adopt Harley, the American Bulldog. We took a ferry ride today - that was the big fun thing of the day as far as my daughter knew. When she found out that Harley was going to be ours forever and ever she just couldn't stop talking about how much she loves him.

There was also a cute comment about the Dog Cloud in the car! A window open seemed to help! What a good boy, we are so happy. We took him to Pet-Co when we got into Redmond and got a new collar and some toys. Plus more dog food. His introduction to Brittney (our cattle dog) went better than we'd hoped! She ran all over and played with him so much that she's feeling her age tonight. She likes him, and Harley really likes her too.

Bears repeating - My song for Dusty

All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was (Eva edit: meant to love you) made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops

Swam all across the ocean blue

I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules

But baby I broke them all for you

Because even when I was flat broke

You made me feel like a million bucks

Yeah you do and I was (Eva edit: meant to love you) made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth

Is hiding the words that don't come out

And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed

They don't know my head is a mess

No, they don't know who I really am

And they don't know what I've been through like you do

And I was (Eva edit: meant for you) made for you...

All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you

Oh yeah, it's true... I was (Eva edit: meant to love you) made for you.

It took my mom 4 marriages to get it right - and Dusty is my 4th husband. I sure didn't want to be like my mom, but I did find the right man. I love him so much and he is a man. The ladies will know what that means. Dusty is precious and gentle, loving and wonderful - he's a grown up and he is a man I can count on. He's my best friend. I can make a mistake and my best friend won't beat me down. We figure stuff out together.

Brandi Carlile really belts this out with heart... I love her; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EgHF_SnsLQ

Brandi Carlile, The Story. My song to/for/with Dusty.

All Clean!

Brogan had a bath. He loves his baths. He splashes and plays with the toys. Then I use baby oil while he is still in the tub to soften him up and he smells so wonderful!

Naked boy - I'm just waiting for the moment he escapes from me and runs down the hallway laughing and naked. Coming soon! Maybe even on video!

More cool JavaScript accomplilshments this week

I know it's not so interesting for my family that reads my blog, but it sure is cool to me.

I've had a wish for a long time now - to be able to trigger a function from within a popup window function (that is quite complicated itself).

I've tried running one function after another from the main form, but that doesn't work because it doesn't let the first one finish before it fires off the second one.

If you want to make it a common script library, you have to be able to pass in a variable as the function name. What if it's a function with arguments? Then you need to pass in the arguments.

Well, here is what I came up with and I am very please that it works. Here is the gist that will give you the syntax:

"

//set up the variables ... onClick event:

runFunction = "manyNames";

runFNArgs = "1";

ThisisMyfunction( runFunction, runFNArgs);

//run an add on function passed by a variable not a string

if (runFunction != null && runFunction != "" && (runFNArgs == null || runFNArgs == "")) {

window.opener[runFunction ]();

} else {

if (runFunction != null && runFunction != "" && runFNArgs != null && runFNArgs != ""){

window.opener[runFunction ](runFNArgs);

}

}

self.close();

}

"

So anyway, I did it and I am quite proud. The real secret is in the square brackets [].

What a relief today!

It's Friday - what a relief!

I've been working on a special maintenance feature for a web application at work. I have an entry form and a display form. The user enters an order for copies of a document with paper style, color, covers and what not. The people receiving the order view it with the display form.

Well all of the "select" type fields were translating fine using selectedIndex.text, but NOT the checkbox fields. Seems I couldn't get the text out of those no matter what I did. I didn't want the value - that's only used to add up the order estimates.

I finally figured it out this morning - and wanted to whoop and holler!

So for any techies out there - and poor non-techies can try to muddle thru, here is a code fragment that gets the basic concept across:

"

docfinishingField = "finishing_" + (f-1);

docStorefinishing= "doc" + f + "_finishing";

//save values for display form

ftype = document.getElementById(docfinishingField).type;

if (ftype=="checkbox"){

for (var c = 0; c <>

if(document.forms[0][docfinishingField][c].checked){

// alert("test nodeValue: " + document.forms[0][docfinishingField][c].nextSibling.nodeValue);

frm[docStorefinishing].value = frm[docStorefinishing].value + document.forms[0][docfinishingField][c].nextSibling.nodeValue + ",";

}

}

}

"

I am so happy to have THAT figured out. Then someone on my team overheard me discussing the solution and wanted the code too as they had been having the same trouble!

So - whoopie!!! It was a pretty good day, but I am so thankful for the weekend!

Routine and more Routine

What a lovely Thanksgiving weekend we had. I give thanks for having such a beautiful family.

Audrey was worried Thursday and Friday and Saturday --- will we ever have our Thanksgiving dinner? She loves the tradition of waiting for everyone to sit at the table and tell all what we are most thankful for.

Well we didn't do Thanksgiving on Thursday. Dusty and I carried out the broken Range and carried in the new Range on Thursday. By the time we got done cleaning and changing out the plug, we were very tired. My sister Fawn called around 11 and we chatted a while in the rain - my stupid cell phone doesn't get good reception in the house... geez.

Friday: We all went to whole foods and bought our Thanksgiving dinner at a discount. That was cool with me. My first time at that store - and we cruised aisle by aisle until I saw the beautiful vegetables! Wow.

So - hey we finally started cooking on Saturday. Dusty made a lovely crown roast of lamb. I was so excited about having leftovers that I wanted tzatziki sauce - if you have never had it I Feel for you.

Not to be defeated - Dusty made it a mile up the road on Sunday. He nursed Pearl home and cleaned connections

, worried about vacuum hoses and checked my girl out. Nothing that daddy did

seemed to make a difference though - except for the fact that I really wanted tzatziki sauce! Well

I love Greek cuisine.

I'd like the world to know that not only did Dusty go to the store and back in my ailing vehicle,

he made a very luxurious dinner that night - homemade tzatziki sauce - with lamb, pita and salad.

NEVER have I enjoyed my life so much. Dusty thinks it and I say it... I think it and Dusty says it...

we are of the same mind, same loving cloth. I am blessed to have married my best friend.

Audrey as a big sister

I want all the world to know that Audrey is a wonderful big sister. I also think they should know what an ordeal bringing her brother home was.

Audrey's first introduction to her new brother was scary. Dusty and I tried to prepare her and she was ready. We told her that her little brother was born a little early and he had wires and tubes measuring and feeding him.

This WONDERFUL girl (my Audrey) learned the ropes very quickly. She was such a darling that when she saw new parents come in to the NICU, she took it upon herself to put them at ease by telling them what every wire and tube was for. We really didn't want her to do that, but she felt it her new job to help parents just like she was helped to understand that her brother would be ok.

Now, as Brogan has grown older, and stronger and it's 18 months later... Brogan may fall, Audrey might be playing with him at the time (12-18 months). Brogan might get hurt and cry.

The hardest thing for us as parents is to hear our baby cry. But then to hear Audrey cry. She may have had nothing to do with Brogan getting upset (dirty diaper?), but she sure takes it seriously. I feel so bad for her because she saw her little brother clinging to life, wires taped to his body and tubes in his body that she still fears for him these days when he cries.

Lucky for all of us Brogan is a tough guy. But if he does happen to cry you can count on his sister crying alongside of him because she is so worried about him. She cares for and loves her little brother. There is no better gift to a parent... and I now know there is no better gift to a big sister than having a new wonderful being in your family to love.

I love Audrey for her wonderful caring spirit. She is exceptional in her love of others.