Friday, December 30, 2011


So our Senior year and we're finally attending the Belle's dance. For those of you not in "the know" this is the winter formal hosted by the REL Southern Belle Drill team. All was well until the details began to come to light. Items needed - tuxedo and flowers.
"Why do I have to wear a tux? I don't know anything about ordering flowers?"
Such are the hardships of dating life. ;-) So off to Al's we went to be measured and order the tux. It was worse than having his hair cut when he was in preschool. HAHA! At least he didn't yell, "NO, NO, STOP!" He submitted to the torture and a beautiful, double-breasted tux with black and red vest and tie was ordered.

Can't wait for the pictures.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Has It Really Been 18 Years?

10 days old

18 years

It is so hard to believe that 18 years have come and gone. He was due Saturday, Dec. 11, but God and my boss had other plans.
You see in Dec. 1993 our church was in full production mode of our Christmas pageant. We're talking several hundred people (choir, cast, tech, dressers, make-up etc.) Also my husband was one of the three kings (wise men).  Dress Rehearsal was Friday night, Dec. 10, performances were Sunday afternoon , night and Monday night. my due date was at a critical point in our time line. The joke is that my boss, the Minister of Music, prayed my womb closed.
Dec. 10 we went to dress rehearsal, couldn't be left home in case I  went into labor. Saturday came and went without incident. Sunday, 2 performances, Monday - work then the final performance. Keith and the other 2 wise men arrived to see the toddler Jesus and deliver their gifts. They walked off stage and I went to the restroom. That's when I lost my mucus plug. Tuesday the rest of the staff went to dismantle the set, I stayed, answered the phone and did office work. Started feeling strange  around 10 a.m., but nothing dibilitating. Continued working, went home, prepared dinner. As we were eating, I informed Keith that I thought I might need to go to the hospital.
OH YEAH, dialated to a 5! We were having a baby.
About 14 hours, 2 epidurals and a C-section later - Alexander Hayden Johnson made his apperance! All 9 lbs. 15 oz. of him on December 15.
Life has been a blur ever since.

Friday, September 30, 2011


I've forgotten how hard it is to be almost 18 years old. I mean really, EVERYONE else is SOOOOOOOOOO STUPID. It is excruciating to have to deal with all these people who are so much older and dumber. It is so difficult to rely on your parents for money, food, clothing, a car. To have someone care about how much sleep I get, how healthy I eat, the language I use and how good my grades are is absolutely ridiculous. After all, I'm practically an adult.
I know these are the thoughts that run through my child's head. It makes me laugh and makes me sad. I know it is a faze and that one day he will be the parent. =D Until this passes. I vow to continue to love, care and provide for him.
Oh, the joys of motherhood.

Friday, September 16, 2011


Homecoming mums! Texas tradition. So I have yet to make one for Alex, but I've always wanted to try. Well, today I got my chance. A friend of mine called and said that Hobby Lobby had stopped taking orders and did I know anyone who could make one. I said we could.
We went to Hobby Lobby today and bought all the goodies: backer boards, shiny ribbon, black ribbon, sparkley ribbon, maroon ribbon, polka dot ribbon, leopard ribbon oh and a mum! We shopped for an hour and one hour after that VIOLA!

Not too shabby for a first effort!

Friday, August 12, 2011


I can't believe that this is our last year in high school .WOW! Where did the time go. It has been so incredible to look back over the last 18 years and revel in God's blessings. You always wonder what God has planned for your newborn. Wouldn't it be great if HE chose to let the parents in on HIS plans?
These are the words that hung in Alex's room the first 3 years of his life.
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;
Psalm 91:11
And these are the words that I painted over his door 15 years ago.
Sons are a heritage from the Lord.
Psalm 127:3
I stand in awe of the complexities and talents that make up my son. I love to study him (which isn't easy) and discover the parts of us that he carries. His dad's & sister's bone structure, my coloring, my maternal grandfather's eyes, crooked pinky fingers from Keith's dad . These are just a few of the components that GOD used to create my unique, wonderful and gifted son.

My plan is to treasure and capture as many memories as possible over the next year.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011


So a friend of mine is having a new granddaughter. The inspiration for the nursery is Pottery Barn Kids Hayley line. You can see it here.

So when I saw this...

I said, "I can make that!"
 So ...some craft wood, scrapbook papers, paint and Mod Podge.... AND I have this

Sunday, May 8, 2011


I've been thinking about what this day means to me. Twenty-two years ago I became a "mom". Technically a step-mom, but a mom none the less. While I didn't have to feed her or change her diapers, I was a new mom. I couldn't have asked for a better beginning for my motherhood.
My new daughter was loving and accepting of the strange new woman in her life. God knew I needed her to accustom me to this new adventure in my life. Along with her biological parents, I have seen her through the teenage years, dating, driving, first love, broken heart, gradulation, first job, true love, marriage and her own motherhood!   I was there when she steped into the baptimal waters and there when her dads walked her down the aisle. What joy it has been and will continue to be.
He was our Christmas present that year (1993). He came into our lives - large & in charge 9 lbs 15 oz! He ate well, slept well and was all around wonderful.
By age 3 we knew we had our hands full and went a period of testing, IQ, personality, ADHD.... He tested our patience and sanity, but increased our prayer life. After 4 years of varying meds and yet more testing ...Asberger's was the final diagnosis. What a blessing that was!

He wasn't troubled, he was unique. He wasn't antisocial on purpose, he needed time to accept others into his life. He wasn't trying to be difficult, he was trying to process and adapt.
Through trial & error, dedicated teachers and specific summer activities with others like him, I have an incredible 17 year old. We are traversing the teenage years with as much grace and mercy and we can. I see a wonderful young man beginning to emerge.

That's what motherhood means to me.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

March 17, 1989

That is the day Keith and I eloped to the Federal Courthouse in downtown Tyler. Let's just say that that I managed to disappoint several people with this little maneuver.

There were several events that lead to this not so traditional wedding. We were engaged Feb. 28. The following week I left for a work related event in El Paso. During that trip, Keith lost his job and was going to need to find a new place to live. I was house sitting at the time, so what better place to live than with me. Now that would require a change in our status.

I had a former interior design client, who just happened to be a federal judge. Quick phone call, "Yes, I would love to perform your wedding." Go to the courthouse, get the license, wait the appropriate days and get married.

Oh yeah, the federal judge - a woman! So now this staunch Baptist girl has invited her finacee to live with her, decided to elope and have the audacity to be married by A WOMAN! O my!

My mother, didn't speak to me for 6 months. My daddy couldn't have been happier and couldn't wait to give us money that he didn't have to spend for a wedding. Our Sunday School class was flabbergasted, our Singles' Minister - extremely dissapointed. He's since come around.

Speculation of pregnancy - unfounded. True love - proven. Still going strong 22 years later.

Now while I don't recommend this course of events for everyone, it was right for us and helps me to NOT judge others and their relationships. Our love for the Lord and each other has seen us through to this point in our life.
Happy Anniversary to US!

Friday, March 11, 2011


40 X 16 = 640
Yes, that's correct. 640 lbs of dirt. That is what I moved today. Then I planted a flat (36) verbina and about that many daylilies and transplanted about 2 dozen sections of monkey grass!

The beautiful verbina. The 6 packs were on sale at
Lowe's. Reg. $1.97/6   SALE .98/6

The verbina don't show up too well, but you can
see all the daylilies. Got them from a friend who had 4 pots she no longer wanted.

My daylilies are suppose to be similar to this.
A red and yellow Daylily. Daylilies fall into ...Image via Wikipedia

Look closely, my shadow's at the bottom. HA.

As you can see, this will be quite a flower bed
when it's finished.

Just had to show the dirt on my jeans.
Definitely needed me some Cullen and Grayson
Bunt today!

I will have to find more bedding plants and then lay down the mulch. Spring is definitely in the air.

The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy. Isaiah 35:1-2

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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Tuesday, March 8, 2011


Could not get a picture of the day labor. I think he may some aboriginal ancestors and feel like photos will steal his soul.
 Just a little mom humor
So you will just have to settle for cabinet pictures.

On to DAY 3!!!!

Monday, March 7, 2011


Since I just can't sit home and do NOTHING... the kitchen cabinets need painting.




Not too shabby for 5 hours work with a 17 year old helper. I'll try to get a picure of him actually painting.