I don't have many pictures uploaded to my flickr account, but the day was incredible none the less. Four years ago today, I married my best friend. I would say "I do" all over again if given another chance. I fucking love you Reynolds.

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

while i've had eljay since 11 may 2001, i deleted all entries in may due to a breakup i was having. my first remaining entry was here http://skaterdiva007.livejournal.com/426.html posted on 25 august 2001, my now husband's birthday. the entry is titled "My Beginning: Final Goodbyes". i write a lot about those i am still very much in love with in this entry. my husband even appears albeit for just a moment and as just a friend. the person who posted at the bottom was joel. that was our beginning. huzzah nostalgia.

i've never done a friends cut before in my 9 years of livejournal but i need to do one now due to recent IRL drama. sorry.

i'm in the process of taking pictures of my house to do the "home tour" than has been 'goin round'. until then, here are more pictures.

**ETA my son owns more than flannel shirts... he actually only owns like 3 of them.**

( entry with substance soon. )

birth story to come.

42 week gestation

22 hours of labor

20 unmedicated, 1hr 42min medicated

4cm to 10cm in 1 hour

42 minutes of pushing

8 pounds, 2 ounces -- 22 inches long -- 2:02pm time of birth

the album

Tags: birth, maddox

best away message, EVER:

andrea is amazing

more amazing then jesus even....


and thats pretty fucking amazing

i fucking love you, Emily.

my father's funeral. august 30th 2004. photos for those who wanted to be there but could not.

( it was perfect )

Attention to Jennifer Hewitt.

I know at some point you are reading this sentance. I have made my peace with Naif. Stay away from my life. I don't even KNOW you!

I am sorry that your pathetic life is too unamusing to you that you need to get your jollys by tourturing a person who has just lost their FATHER. Keep your face and ears and eyes away from me and my fiancé. Keep your tounge out of our business. Enjoy you worthlessness and I hope you feel the way I do someday and regret for the rest of your life the harm that your petty drama causes people who are better than you.

I do not wish you the worst, only the things you do to people to come back on you.

today at noon, i will give the word to take my dad off his ventilator. he is not getting better. he is only getting worse. he would never want to be this way. i need to give word because i am next of kin. no one else can say to remove his life support. this is my burden.

my dad was that guy that if during a storm you needed another shirt to keep you warm, he would take off his own so you would not have to suffer. he would stop everything to come help you jump start your car, or bend over backwards to make your life easier. he loved life and live every moment to his fullest. he leaves behind so many, many people who love him and miss him so much.

i signed a paper yesterday allowing them to use my dad as an organ donor. he passed the test and is allowed to donate. i take so much joy in knowing that someone may have a daddy who is dying, and will be save by my dad.

the donor people will be giving me 4 prints of my dad's hands. one for me, one for my little sister, one for my mom, and one for his fiancé sue. that way we will always have a little part of my dad that we would not normally have.

i want to take a brief second to thank anyone and EVERYONE who has dropped me an IM, or an email, or a message here. i want to thank you for you "i'm sorry's", your "<3's", your sympathies. i want to thank you for praying for my dad, meditating on him, wishing him well in his final hours. i want to thank anyone who went to see him in ICU these last 36 hours, or anyone who came to see me to make sure i was okay.

my dad was only 50 years and 13 days old. he lived beyond his years and died doing what he loved, helping his friends.

i love you daddy. and i miss you. and i am so sorry for being the one who needs to let you go.

patrick lewis manning; August 13th 1954 - August 26th 2004.

last night my father fell from a garage roof he was building on to concrete. he broke his skull and is in critcal condition. according to the neurosurgeons thing look "bleak" and my dad is in a coma.

today is adam's birthday. he turned 23 years old and is the most perfect anything anyone could ever have. i love him dearly.

my dad does not have much time and he just turned 50 years old. if you still have your family, tell them you love them. accidents happen and life does its full circles whenever it chooses.

have faith that things will get better, and do not lose sight of the reality that time has it's place for everyone.

i love you, daddy.

if you are reading this, i would like to say thank you for the apology.

it's strong of you to defend what you believe in, no matter to what malicious extents you go to. i respect that, i believe i would do the same if i felt i was in a similar situation. just remember for another time that the people you attack do have feelings as well.

either way, thank you.