Why Men Are NEVER Depressed

Could these be some of the reasons?!

Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park or NO shirt at all. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$ 100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars.

You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. One wallet and one pair of shoes in one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes!

And, PLEASE, let's not forget, you aren't visited by "Aunt Flow" once a month!

And, be sure to read my sister Brenda's (pilotswife) comment! Cause she's right on! It's great to be a woman and I wouldn't have it any other way! Aunt Flow or not!

CLAY AIKEN IS GAY!?!?

Who Knew?!

Politics, Smalitics!

So, the race is on. What is it, six more weeks or so? I'm not, nor have I ever been, big on politics. Don't even pretend to know a whole lot about it either, shame on me.

What I am is a woman, whose post-abortive and a Christian. Not a perfect one, sometimes probably not even a good one. I'm also a huge supporter of Crisis Pregnancy Centers. Some people may think I'm so pro-life that they'd find me picketing in front of abortion clinics screaming, "Murderer!" Well, you don't know me at all. I'm completely disgusted by those radicals who stand with their signs of aborted babies, judging a young girl or woman whose feeling bad enough and doesn't need their help. Look, if a woman chooses abortion, who am I to judge her?! I've been there.

But, here's what I do know. One candidate is pro-choice, who believes its a mother's right to choose. He believes if a baby happens to be born alive during a botched abortion, that child should be killed to adhere to its mother wishes.

And, that, my friend's, is all I need to know.

Stop and Smell The..........??? Coffee???

So, I just flew to Orlando last weekend to speak at a Crisis Center Banquet. These are one of my favorite venues to speak at. Most of you aleady know how important these center's are to me. It was fantastic!

Even better than that, the trip allowed me to spend time with my mother and sister. Mom was gracious enough to pick me up at the airport at 1am on Friday morning and then brought me to her house to stay the night. When we walked in, the odor in her place made my eyes water!

I asked my mother, "What is that smell?" She proceeded to tell me that she had made coffee right before leaving for the airport to pick me up. "Coffee?", I thought. Where the heck did that coffee come from? Anyway, too tired to inquire further, I went to bed.

The next morning my sister, Brenda, comes to mom's house so we could begin our day together. I said, "Brenda, do you smell that?" She said, "Yes, you should have been here two weeks ago! It was worse!" I told her that mom had said it was from coffee she'd made. My sister said, "Coffee! No, it isn't. We've been telling mom there's something dead under her house and she needs to get it out!"

Coffee, Mom? Really! Bury the damn thing already!

I"M BACK!!!

Hello Everyone! Thanks so much for your patience. I wanted to write to let everyone know a little about what's going on. Ok, first of all, I'm alive! Yes, it's true. George hasn't killed me (yet!), nor have we killed eachother! We are settling into our beautiful new home and enjoying every minute of it. The girl's are doing so great! Kendra made cheerleading, Kolby's first dance is Friday and me, well, I'm on my last few boxes! George couldn't be happier coming home everyday to a family and let's us know frequently how happy he is.

I have to send out a word of thanks to some special people who helped us move. You really do find out who your friend's are when they do or don't show up on moving day! Here goes: Special thanks to Alan, Ann and Ryan, Jeff and Jan, Michael and Sarah, Jeff and Robin and my Granny! They were real troopers! They showed up at 9am and worked til it was done. I am a blessed woman. I had so many more friend's who truly wanted to help, but other obligations kept them away.

Thanks to all the friend's who stopped by just to say good-bye and wish us well! After the truck was loaded, it was time to head out. I think we finally pulled out of Laurel Park Neighborhood around 4pm! George, me and Gabby! Kendra and Kolby had already left with Teryn for Nashville! Thanks, Teryn! That saved me a lot of anguish. They would have been going crazy around the house all day wondering "how much longer!"

Anyway, George and I headed out, said our good-byes and were on the road to Tucson! First stop, Nashville, TN. We spent a couple days in Nashville hanging out with Teryn, Tawni, Trudy, Terry, Donnie and Cody. Trudy and Tawni put together a beautiful surprise party for George and I. Trudy even made her first wedding cake, it was beautiful (and delicious!).

George and I left Monday morning and there were tears all around. This was taken the morning we left from Nashville to Tucson. I'll write more later, but check out the baby on the hood of my car! We duck taped it to the hood! Did it make it the whole way?

Hmmm. More to come.

We're Home!

We're home! Each day, as I unpack another box, it starts feeling more like home.

Forgive me, but I'm still not in the "blogging" mood, as I have just unpacked my 437th box (ok, maybe a little exaggeration!) but, I had to let each of you know that we are happy, healthy and adjusting well. Our home is beautiful, our family is settling in and the girl's are adjusting well in their new schools. Kolby actually LOVES her new school and Kendra, well, she's a teenager. She doesn't love anything! Seriuosly, she's actually been great! We all miss our friends and our "old" life at times, but we really are excited about this new one.

I have so much to say and more to tell, but to be honest, today is our day "off". We are grilling out with the new neighbors from our cul-de-sac and we are just relaxing. Well, after we put up Kolby's ceiling fan (correction: after George (he's such a handyman!) puts up her ceiling fan!) and unpack the stereo!

You will hear more later from me, I promise! For now, please know that things are going extremely well and I'm feeling blessed everyday. God is good.

Thanks for your patience! I love you all.

Vic