Monday, November 30, 2009


Well, just an update on me/ I am home, was in the hospital for 5 days w/pneumonia---had it bad, never had it before. Don't want to get it again. I appreciate all the prayers, comments, cards, & flowers. I guess at times like this you find out who your friends are, how much you are loved, & how tough you are. I recently read a friends' blog about TOUGH (KP) & he couldn't have been more right. It got me thinking. Let me explain the three I listed.

1. Friends--- we all have friends, we have so many but we all want or need just that one friend we can talk to & tell anything to but I guess sometimes we want that one friend to be someone we choose. Okay your thinking ok, it is the one you choose but hear me out. I find myself 9 out of 10 times not telling that "one" friend, Best Friend, or whomever. I normally don't tell anyone at all. Why? The trust factor kicks in. I ask myself, If I tell this to this person, what will they say? or who will they tell? do they care? I'm pretty good judge of character and yes past incidents w/a friend determines if I can ever tell them something again in the future. I guess it just sucks when you expect a "friend" during tough times that "friend" doesn't come through. Which here recently while my stay in the hospital I found my True Friend(s). My family!!! (Home & Work)

2. How much you are loved --- By Friday, I was getting better & emotions FLEW!!! I could cry on the drop of dime, still can. The first time my kids came to visit me, I was still out of it. But to see their eyes looking at me, surveying the room and that I wasn't in good shape scared them. They did not like seeing me like this. I could hear them coming down the hall, looking into each room wondering which one I am in. Then when they saw me, holding their homemade 'get well' cards, it was the sweetest sights. They both hugged me, kissed me, and starting explaining their cards. Then they started asking tons of questions. Of course, they didn't like the fact I wasn't coming home and it hit. Cora came over to get my hand and help me get out to go home; sadly I had to say I can't baby. I just looked at her & her face; her hazel eyes began to water up... a tear fell, her lips sealed & a frown on her face. She looked at me, looked at her daddy then she walked over to her daddy, put her head in her hands and fell into Botos' chest and started crying!!! OMG... I lost it, still do. Bout that time Botos decided it was time to go; so they made a quick get-away but it was a silent one; Cora started crying even harder, knowing I wasn't coming w/her. Needless to say I cried myself to sleep. Now Jantz, he knew we were sad but he was more focused on eating everything on my tray, which got me thinking if Botos' was feeding them at home! lol Sweet kids, sweet kids. Pure innocence ya know. The next evening, Cora stayed w/me, by herself, which she & I both needed. We took a shower, she washed my hair, put lotion on me, combed my hair.... perfect evening. Cora & I needed that. BB then came & got her.

3. Toughness--- After a few days, I told myself that I had to be tough. So I got to come home on Sunday. But the Dr's orders were to REST, REST, REST! Which I am doing but its tough. You don't want to over do it to soon and have a set back. So I can't work this week, miss my kids at P.E. & my Lady Cats. Which I know will be there when I get back. Its tough. Just to sit and rest. Even though a lot of the times that is all we want to do. Life is to precious to sit back and rest. You get one LIFE! Live it to the Fullest. My husband is TOUGH! Why... he had to sit and watch his wife, lay up in the hospital, ache & cry, being miserable. He showed me Tough Love, by that he was there. He was there for the kids, feed them, bathe them, take them here & there, answer questions, plus work. I missed him so much, just his hand in mine or a sweet kiss on the forehead. Botos is simply the best.

Just a few more things. I need to become a better friend myself. I need to become a better Christian. I need to become a better wife & mom. I need to take better care of my body. I need to take better care of my home. All these things are like a two way street, it takes both sides. I have got to step up to the batter's box and perform. While my stay in the hospital as been an eye opener. I'm not changing who I am, I am simply polishing up on a few things about me.

Until next time... Mamabotos


Wow... had an awesome break.

Wednesday-the kids and I drove my Grandad to Tulia to meet my Uncle, so that he could have Thanksgiving in New Mexico & Also attend one of his great-grandkids 1st birthday. Came home, took a nap and Botos had taken the kids hunting and shot a Buck!

Thursday - got up, cleaned house and got all the Christmas stuff up (tree, lights, stockings, x-mas village). Some folks decorate their tree pretty & then some use homemade ornaments or ornaments that have been given as a gift. I did both! I decorated our big tree w/a theme or actually is was a decorating tree kit in a box. THEN I found that we (Botos & I) have our small first tree as a couple. So... I made the 4ft tree our homemade ornament tree. It has a flashing star and plus the kids can mess w/out me screaming out them. lol. I also noticed that we did buy some x-mas decor on sale somewhere last year. All snowmen, big, tall, short, fat, ones that light up and ones that just stand there. But one snowman managed to come out of the attic w/his shoe eaten off!!! Botos had the gaul to ask if we bought like that! ummm NO... but I can decorate really well. Can't even see the shoe!

That evening we headed over to my parents. Had a small gathering. Lots of little kids. Food was great. So after we ate. I decided to take all the kids riding around town and look at lights. Ohhh the radio was on 0
x-mas music and so I started singing ( I know I can't sing) but all my neices & nephews in the truck got real quiet and started repeating the songs as well as singing along. OHHH their soft little voices singing... so STINKIN' sweet!!!

Friday - got up EARLY to go hunting... yes at 5 AM but not Black Friday Shopping but to go hunting. Botos' got all excited, most excited have seen him in awhile. GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!!! ok, back on track. So we get dressed, yes i wore 3 layers of clothes. So we headed out. Stopped & got coffee. On the road to get a buck! So we make it to the field. Park the truck and start walking. Its pitch black, I can hardly see. There goes Botos.... yes I walking behind him, but I walk so slow. So Botos stops and waits on me. I'm coming I yelled ... GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!!! So we are about 25 yards from the deer blind (not a fancy deer blind---- homemade) so ladies its not like you can snuggle up. In this one you can't move!!! So we start going down this hill, BOOM i fell... yes rolled my ankle, carrying the gun... YES YOU MEN THE SAFETY WAS ON... I AM i mean, BOTOS is no that STUPID! So we make it up in the deer blind... not too cold. He is whispering to me what might all take place, the route they usually travel, blah blah blah. I just want to see a deer and shoot the dang thing. Sun is coming up, I am getting sleepy. So I close my eyes each time Botos turns his head to look behind us or to his left.... so I wake up and to my surprise I see SOMETHING! A mix of a mule, deer, thing a minjagy (?) A mule spike deer, this things ears were longer than its antlers-spike. Can't shoot it. So I just watched it walk away. Walk Away, Mulie''''' Walk Away!!! (Chicago Song)

Saturday- I get up to clean up kids rooms. Put all laundry away. About 2, I head to Estelline to put up my Grandad's Christmas lights while he was gone, Botos & I did. Saves him from having to get on the roof. After that, Botos & I head back to the deer stand. We walk up, and there were 2 Does at the feeder, oops SPOOK'D'em. dang it! While we watching them take off they (doe's) spook some more hoes, I mean Doe's!!! So we are sitting there. Then we hear "HONK, HONK------ HONK!!! Feeding time for the cows on the next property, um which we could see the cows... so I am mad. Done, Had it. FINALLY---- about 30 minutes later those same two SMALL doe's come back to the feeder. Guess what? WALK AWAY... DOES' WALK AWAY!!! Climb out of the stand. Go home. AT this point I am thinking of a Dear John letter to send to FATBOY OUTDOORS HUNTING... I am sad. At this point I want to spot any animal and pull over and shoot it just to shoot something. lol.

Season isn't over yet BUCKY BUCKY BUCK!!!!

Until next time... Mamabotos