Gray Hair

Recently I attended my 20 year class reunion.  How all those years have passed is way beyond my comprehension.  I wasn't excited about my reunion until I found out the bad ThunderKat was playing.  I am a personal friend with the band and their wives so I knew that even if I didn't want to associate with my old classmates I would be in good company with the band.  I have to say I suddenly felt so much cooler then I ever felt in high school!!

I had a great time rocking out and dancing like I had no abandon.  Heck I had no kids and we had a babysitter all night...it really was fun.  Throughout the evening and a few (or maybe a few more) drinks we started talking about hair.  This conversation should be quite innocent.  Who can get all down and dirty while talking about hair.  Then we started talking about gray hair and dye jobs.  Okay still pretty innocent and then it happened. 

Julie:  "You know, I notice my gray hair way more in that spot." 
Lorene:  "Which spot?" 
Julie:  "You know on me I notice the gray hair there." 

Okay now I know the spot and frankly I am at a loss as to how to respond.  So I figure if we are having this conversation to jump in with both feet.

Lorene:  "I don't know gray hair there because I don't have hair there."

Needless to say I now know way more about my dear friend Julie then I ever thought I would know.  I know that she doesn't want to shave everywhere because she doesn't want her husband to think she is an 11 year old girl.  She'd rather be a football field then the Amazon rain forest and she thinks waxing hurts like HE--!! 

Yes the conversation was lively, the bad rocked out and thanks to both old and new friends the memories will last a life time.

My Life

I never intended for this blog to be about my children.  I thought my blog would be about my life and my ponderings...aka...Lorene's Babble.  Cute isn't it.  Instead though as I read back over the last several years I realize that my life and my ponderings are my children.  They are one and the same.

I became a mom for the first time at the ripe old age of 15.  I turned 15 in July and had Robby in August.  Cue 2 years and I turned 17 in July and had Dennis in September.  Life happened and in between raising my boys and earning two college degrees I met and married and man of my dreams, my best friend Tim.  We miscarried our honeymoon baby "Peanut" and then proceeded to be blessed with two beautiful daughters, Sydnie was born when I was 26 and Bridgette when I was 28. 

If you have followed my blog you know that we are now blessed with four beautiful foster children.  We have six kids in the home ranging in age.  They are 11, 9, 8, 5, 2 and 10 months.  I can honestly say that I never planned my life to be a mother but it is something I love and I am damn good at it.  Mary Kay once said that if you love your work you'll never work another day in your life.  I do love my children and I will never say they aren't work but I can't imagine my life being any different then it is right now.

Thank you Tim for sticking by my side and continuing to raise "our" children.  Thank you Sydnie and Bridgette for making the family decision to begin foster care.  Thank you God for being by our side every step of the way.