Creation

So I was getting a little down on myself for not having a great job. I didn't feel that working in construction was a good job for women and I should be doing something better with my life. Then I was read a book that my friend Tracey gave me and it changed my perspective. It is called Tribute by Nora Roberts. It is a romance novel but it is about a girl that decides to fix up her grandmothers old house. Through out the book it talks about her taking pride in her creation of making things new. I am gratful for the new perspective on work because without gratitude I can not progress. Here is some of my creation at work. We added onto a duplex in Thayne to make it a fourplex.

This is the outside of one unit. I helped with the siding, facia, and rock work. This is one of the bedrooms upstairs. I helped with sheetrock, trim, paint and doors. This is the front room. I helped just a tiny bit on the railing. This is the master bath. I helped with the tile work and grout.This is the three bedroom entrances in the upstairs. Bathroom upstairs and laundry.This is the kitchen and dinning room.View from the entrance in to the dinning.

Jourdon's Imaginary Friend

When ever we go places Jourdon brings along his imaginary friend. His name is Jar Jar Binks. Sometime Jar Jar has babies which I sat on in the back seat of the truck the other day. I don't know what Jar Jar looks like to Jourdon but this is what I see when I think of him.

At least he is a happy character.

Spider Man

Jourdon loves to go get shaved ice at the Snoasis. His favorite flavor is Spiderman which is red and blue raspberry mixed in a swirl. I remember getting shaved ice when we were little. So it is fun letting him do the same.

He enjoys spending his dollar from work.

Meet Shane

Meet Shane...



Shane is a boy that moved in to the trailer next to our work. He came with his parents from Rock Springs. He had been at their new house for about three weeks when my dad witnessed his father kicking him in the stomach as hard as he could and smacking him in the head while he was laying down on the ground. His dad was mad at him because he got dirty in the mud. This is a picture of him the day after it happened July 16th 2009. He had a large cut over his eye and several smaller cuts on his forhead. I am sure that his stomach was bruised a lot. We talked to the cops about it and they went to his home and checked on him. His parents told the cops that he has had a stroke and that he was riding is bike on the grass and fell off and hurt himself. So nothing was done to protect him. After that he was gone for three weeks and we never saw him again before moving jobs.



I think about him often and wonder why he we placed in my life path. If anything he is a reminder to me that my life is great, that I am truley blessed to be born in the family that I was. He reminds me to love my son a little more and to not be upset over the little things. If we do choose our trials before we come to this earth what an amazing spirit this young boy has.