Several nights ago Mike came home and asked if I wanted a vacation.
Aah........... what, where, when, and most importantly HOW?
A vacation, my mind started spinning, HAI is coming up next month and its in sunny California this year, and while it would be helicopter stuff it would be free travel and room.
Nope.
A visit to family in Utah, Idaho or Colorado?
Nope again.
Scoping out a new job somewhere north of here.
Strike three.
Turns out its hunting.
Hunting, in New Mexico,(you know the other state that is included in my list of places that are really still a part of Old Mexico).
Hunting for Barbary Sheep high in the mountains.
Hmmm kind of sounds interesting.
Not.
Does that include a weekend in one of my favorite cities(Santa Fe)?
Well no, I'll need to get back to work that next Monday and besides if I get one we'll need to get it to the taxidermist quick.
Will we be taking the kids cause after all hotel rooms and eating out can get pricey.
Of course and don't worry we will be camping out.
Oh yeah and I invited Stu to come also.
Really and will I be doing all the cooking, cleaning up and entertaining of the kids?
Uh yeah.
So when is this hunt?
Early February to the middle of March.
So it's still going to be pretty cold and wet.
Well yeah.
So I would need to pack every ones snow clothes and boots and a lot of extra gloves and socks. And I would need to go shopping for me some new boots, a new coat and maybe some new bibs.
Sure, what ever you need to keep warm and dry, babe.
Wow really, so how much is this going to cost us?
Don't worry I am paying for it all with my per diam money. besides it would just be gas and grocery money.
So let me get this right hunting for up to two weeks in a State that I hate all but one city in. Camping in the wind/rain/snow with five kids and a man I have never met before with me doing all the cooking, cleaning and entertaining. But you will pay for it all.
Yep, cause I really love you and want to spend family time with you all.
And it will be a great experience for the boys.
HELL NO.... but I'll miss you.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Two Years Ago
Two years ago today was a Thursday,
Two years ago today Mike had left for work and the boys were at school,
Two years ago today I stood at the sink doing breakfast dishes while the girls watched cartoons and thought about calling Grandma Madden to wish her a Happy Birthday,
Two years ago today the phone rang and I answered it laughing,
Two years ago today I stopped laughing, as I learned that the next months of my life would be a living hell,
Two years ago today Mike was rear ended into oncoming traffic; a totaled car, a shattered leg, a family plunged into fear,
Two years ago today a friend kept the girls, I beat the ambulance to the hospital, I called my Grandmother but I know I never wished her a Happy Birthday,
Two years ago today I saw the x-rays and met a surgeon that in whose hands we would soon place our future,
Two years ago today another wonderful friend came into our home finished my dishes, folded our laundry, brought dinner and loved our children while I could not,
Two years ago today Mike underwent the first surgery to stabilize a shattered leg,
Two years ago today I wearily left the hospital and arrived home to a clean house, sleeping kids and a much needed hug,
Two years ago this week Brooke braved a wicked snow storm and "adopted" our children for the next week, so that they would be safe and loved,
Two years ago this week a kind Bishop shoveled our walks in his suit,
Two years ago this week we suffered from below freezing temperatures, many had frozen pipes we never did,
Two years ago this week many of those that Mike worked with called, visited, and brought dinner to us in the hospital,
Two years ago this week Mike underwent his second surgery to rebuild his leg with donor bone and marrow,
Two years ago this week a doctor came to me with these words "Mrs. Brinkworth your husband aspirated after surgery, while his heart never stopped he did stop breathing, we got him back."
Two years ago this week a haunted looking pregnant wife was led into the I.C.U. to see her husband,
Two years ago this week I spent the night sleeping on the tile floor of the I.C.U.,
Two years ago this week I was gently awoken and put to bed by a kind nurse who had arranged for my to sleep next to my husband in the glass box of the I.C.U.,
Two years ago this week I wrote a letter to a family that had enough love to donate their loved one to others, I wept for the first time,
Two years ago this week my children came home, oh how I had missed them,
Two years ago this month Mike was able to come home after 17 days in the hospital,
Two years ago this month a company covered a pay check because it was the "right thing to do." and then made sure we never went without,
Two years ago this month other pilots donated sick time and vacation time to keep that paycheck coming,
Two years ago this month a husband and wife stood together and became more than a couple, we became friends again,
Two years ago this month we were blessed.
Two years ago today Mike had left for work and the boys were at school,
Two years ago today I stood at the sink doing breakfast dishes while the girls watched cartoons and thought about calling Grandma Madden to wish her a Happy Birthday,
Two years ago today the phone rang and I answered it laughing,
Two years ago today I stopped laughing, as I learned that the next months of my life would be a living hell,
Two years ago today Mike was rear ended into oncoming traffic; a totaled car, a shattered leg, a family plunged into fear,
Two years ago today a friend kept the girls, I beat the ambulance to the hospital, I called my Grandmother but I know I never wished her a Happy Birthday,
Two years ago today I saw the x-rays and met a surgeon that in whose hands we would soon place our future,
Two years ago today another wonderful friend came into our home finished my dishes, folded our laundry, brought dinner and loved our children while I could not,
Two years ago today Mike underwent the first surgery to stabilize a shattered leg,
Two years ago today I wearily left the hospital and arrived home to a clean house, sleeping kids and a much needed hug,
Two years ago this week Brooke braved a wicked snow storm and "adopted" our children for the next week, so that they would be safe and loved,
Two years ago this week a kind Bishop shoveled our walks in his suit,
Two years ago this week we suffered from below freezing temperatures, many had frozen pipes we never did,
Two years ago this week many of those that Mike worked with called, visited, and brought dinner to us in the hospital,
Two years ago this week Mike underwent his second surgery to rebuild his leg with donor bone and marrow,
Two years ago this week a doctor came to me with these words "Mrs. Brinkworth your husband aspirated after surgery, while his heart never stopped he did stop breathing, we got him back."
Two years ago this week a haunted looking pregnant wife was led into the I.C.U. to see her husband,
Two years ago this week I spent the night sleeping on the tile floor of the I.C.U.,
Two years ago this week I was gently awoken and put to bed by a kind nurse who had arranged for my to sleep next to my husband in the glass box of the I.C.U.,
Two years ago this week I wrote a letter to a family that had enough love to donate their loved one to others, I wept for the first time,
Two years ago this week my children came home, oh how I had missed them,
Two years ago this month Mike was able to come home after 17 days in the hospital,
Two years ago this month a company covered a pay check because it was the "right thing to do." and then made sure we never went without,
Two years ago this month other pilots donated sick time and vacation time to keep that paycheck coming,
Two years ago this month a husband and wife stood together and became more than a couple, we became friends again,
Two years ago this month we were blessed.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Happy Anniversary or (How Freaking long is Eternity)
Ba ba da bumm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mike and I have reached eleven(11) years of wedded stress.
You ask how we have done it?
lots and lots of ear plugs and chocolate I tell you.
Eleven years of love, laughter, fights, and babies,
what a ride.
We have been through 2 moves, 5 cars, 4 dogs, 6 goldfish, and 14 cats.
We have shared in the birth of five beautiful children and the grief of one lost.
His need to work in a dangerous environment,
and my need to worry over that.
We have shared in the same goals, of creating an eternal family, being debt free, and being a little more self sufficient.
We have survived illness, injury, sleepless nights, and financial woes,
pregnant cats, barking dogs, flower eating cows, and bugling elk.
Mike puts up with my great buys(we didn't need it but I got it cheap), and crazy hobbies, has helped trim and bag forty pounds of chicken breasts with only a little eye rolling, and camping in the rain, without saying I told you so.
I have suffered through hunting in the snow, the fear of his surgeries and the anxiety of doctor talks.
And living in Arizona.
I am thankful for Mikes dedication to family and work.
His willingness to sacrifice a perfect shot to let his children experience greatness.
He is thankful for my willingness to stay at home and do nothing, err.. I mean raise our children.
And cook mouth watering waist thickening meals.
But really while we have had good and bad I wouldn't trade it for anything,
well almost anything.....
And he still says he loves me.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Honey I'm home
The week before Christmas Mike left on another I'll be home tomorrow, love you Honey trips. That was Sunday, he came home Friday and this is what he saw. Three days of snow days and three feet of snow.
Thankfully he spent most of the week hanging out with Cooper(and the rest of the family).
I got raging winds, sub zero temperatures, 45 minutes of putting snow clothes on only to be told that "oops mom I forgot to put on socks".
Thankfully he spent most of the week hanging out with Cooper(and the rest of the family).I got raging winds, sub zero temperatures, 45 minutes of putting snow clothes on only to be told that "oops mom I forgot to put on socks".
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