Look at my little peanut! I am 10 weeks now. I will be 11 on Thursday. Today was the first day that I experienced morning sickness... In the afternoon. I tell you what, that is not fun at all. It seems like every time I stand up I get sick. So for now I am just laying in bed and watching television. The Princess Diaries has been on this evening. Since Weston is working I have the evenings to do whatever. Hopefully his schedule changes as planned very soon. This not seeing him very much thing isn't my favorite. HOWEVER it could be so much worse. I am thankful that I get to see my soldier every day even if it is only for a few hours.
Here is some information about week 10:
Your baby (now the size of a prune) has small indentations on his legs (soon to be knees and ankles!), and his tiny arms even have elbows that bend (how is that for magical?). Inside that little mouth, tiny buds of baby teeth are forming under the gums. His stomach and kidneys are kicking into gear, producing digestive juices and urine, and if it's a boy, his testes are making testosterone (how manly!).
Everything I read about my baby says "he" and "his"... I'm pretty sure no one but God knows if it is a boy or a girl.
I am going to be up front right now. I don't care who you think you are, or where you are from. I know who my true friends are. They have been with me since day one of this journey, and they will still be there when it is done. I absolutely have no need to be around you or hear what you have to say. You are disrespectful of others and a drag to hang out with. I thank the Lord that I figured this out when I did because it was only going to get worse. I don't need you. I don't need to be around you. You know exactly who you are too.
I am an intelligent, successful woman. Your selfishness gives me even more motivation to prove who I am and what I stand for. I will not back down. My mind is set. I have a beautiful family, beautiful home, my own business, a perfect job... But what you don't get is that none of this matters to me. I have my life, and I don't even deserve that much. I have my Lord and Savior. He is the reason why I am here today. He has blessed my life with the things in it.
To my friends back home. Thank you. Thank you for sticking by me. To my best friend in the whole, wide world- Kaitlynn, you are the best and I can never thank you enough for the memories that we have made. I absolutely can't wait to come home and make more.
To my family, you are my world. You are my strength and motivation. I know that I can always lean on each and every one of you for support day and night. With out you, I wouldn't be who I am today.
Being married has taught me a lot. Not only are we our own individual people (WHO HANG OUT WITH WHOEVER WE WANT. WHEN EVER WE WANT) oh, and (WE DON'T TELL EACH OTHER WHO WE CAN HANG OUT WITH BTW) but we are also a circle. We are a never ending circle of faith, love, and hope. Faith in our Lord above that we will make it though the hard times and live another day with one another. Love for each other that will never end. EVER. and Hope that as a married couple and family we will raise our child to be the best person possible. To raise a child that loves God as much as we do. I hated sitting though church as a young child, but I thank my parents in the up most way for exposing me to the blessings that the Lord has bestowed upon me. Additionally, to the Hope for a great today, and a better tomorrow. You are my everything. I love you more than all the Jelly Beans in the world!
You live, you learn, and you move on to the next task in life. Fake friends come and go. You have to have the strength to weed them out of your life. Don't worry, I'm not going to come running back to you for our friendship. It is over. Done. Gone.
I'll pray for you.
Kaitlynn Boldt, you understand praying like no one else!
I'll pray for you, and you, and even you too!
We finally got to move into our new house yesterday late in the evening. We are super excited about all the room we have now. This house is bigger in some areas, smaller than others- but... It's awesome!
Today while Weston was golfing, I spent the day cleaning and making curtains and pillows. I made living room curtains, a matching pillow, and matching curtains for over the kitchen sink. We are going to have an "outdoors" theme in our living room to help us feel a little more at home Colorado style.
Material for the curtains.
I made a top one too with lace on the bottom.
Weston walked into the house and said,
"Awe you put ruffle butts on the curtains!" lol
A better look at the tops.
Our new lamp. They didn't have a chocolate lab.
See the out doors theme?!
The outside of the house is really nice. It needs power washed, but other than that, they have done a lot of improvements on it in the last year and that was part of the reason why we moved over here.
6 foot privacy fence with solar lights around the top.
Front porch.
Front of house.
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It's our AWESOME front door.
I haven't been writing as often as I used to because right now I am in that mind setting that it really is no body's business what I am doing. There are reasons behind things that I do most of the time, and if people want to know, then they can ask me them selves. It really is kind of nice just going to work and then coming home to spend time with my husband. Not having to deal with other people is a nice change of pace. I am coming to terms with some things, and that is great. We've been busy working and packing up our house. There really isn't a whole lot of time for anything else. I am happy with where I am at in my life!
Some friends of ours have crazy family, and they were telling us about the DIA Conspiracy Theory. I was looking at the following article from Extra Ordinary Intelligenceand I haven't seen half of the crap they talk about. There are murals in the Airport, but I have never seen the ones they show pictures of. Honestly, I don't believe this stuff, but read through this article then tell me what you think. I have many friends and family that have been to DIA, have you guys seen the murals they talk about or is this a load of crap. You can bet your bottom that I will be doing a little investigation work when I get back to the airport in November!
In 1995, the Denver International Airport opened its doors to the public. What the public saw in this enormous compound was breathtaking, confusing, and….weird.
Before we explore some of the Denver oddities, let us take a look at how the airport came to be, for the very construction of the building is shrouded in as much mystery as the end result.
Normally, when a project of this magnitude is undertaken, one contractor will oversee the construction from beginning to end. This is to ensure a continuity of the original vision, as well as eliminating needless argument over the way a work site is handled. A series of sub-contractors will be hired to carry out the plans set forth by the main overseer.
In the case of the Denver International Airport (DIA), a far more unorthodox approach was used. All of the work was done by sub contractors, who were hired to do a small, isolated task, and then they were let go at its completion. Indeed, these construction workers were dismissed from the premises the MOMENT they were done with their work. This was done in an effort to secure the fact that no single company or person ever saw the complete vision of what the DIA was to become.
At one point during the construction, five large structures were completed, and then determined to have been incorrectly positioned. Rather than demolishing them and starting over, or adjusting the structures, they were buried, and the construction was started anew on top of the old structures.
The end result was a massive compound, that when looked upon from an aerial view, sits precisely in the shape of a swastika. The aesthetic oddness does not end there.
Outside the Airport stands a 32 ft tall statue of a rearing blue Mustang. This horse has alternately been referred to as “Bluecifer,” “Satan’s Steed” and “Blue Devil Horse.” So striking and disturbing is this statue, that it has prompted petitions and organizations to sprout up, demanding its removal. The sculptor of the piece was an artist named Luis Jiménez. Strangely, he was killed while building the statue, when it fell on top of him, severing an artery. His sons completed the project.
Those who study the Conspiratorial aspects of our Government, have noted that the Mustang bears a striking resemblance to a horse associated with The Montauk Project, a secret government program linked to mind control and other fantastic claims. The Montauk Project is connected with the Philadelphia Experiment, a case of time bending disaster carried out by the U.S. Military. Both the Montauk Project and the Philadelphia Experiment will be explored in further detail in upcoming E.I. posts.
Within the great hall of the DIA is a capstone, commemorating the construction and completion of the project. In the center of the stone is the Masonic symbol of a compass, along with a dedication by the “New World Airport Commission”. Several groups have investigated this organization, and found that it is unique to the DIA. No other airport has been connected with such a group. Of course, this has raised the blood pressure of more than a few conspiracy theorists, who see the connection to the phrase “New World Order”. And of course, the rest of the building does nothing to lessen those worries.
There are mysterious writings on the floor throughout the DIA. One phrase carved into the floor is “DZIT DIT GAII”. This is Navajo for “The Mountain that is White”. There are several other areas on the floor that simply say “Mt. Blanca”. What could this be referencing? Well, one theory is that if the Masons were in charge of the planning of this building (which they clearly were involved given the inscription and symbol on the capstone), then it could be referring to Mt Blanc or White Mountain in France, which is where the Knights Templar signed their charter. Freemasons trace their lineage back to the Knights Templar, so the connection seems to fit. At Mt. Blanc, one Templar wrote, “They gathered to form a New Order”. Interesting?
Also inside the great hall are a couple of Gargoyles, whose presence in an Airport, or inside any building that isn’t a church or temple, is quite odd. Gargoyles that are not designed to divert water runoff, (their original purpose) are actually called chimeras, or grotesques. They are said to ward off evil spirits. From the looks of these two, it appears that their purpose is to ward off the evil spirits of lost luggage.
The most intriguing and arguably the most disturbing aspect of the Denver International Airport are its murals. These bizarre paintings seem relatively bright and cheerful at first glance, but upon closer inspection, are quite odd.
One of the murals is called “Children of the World Dream of Peace”. Awww, isn’t that nice? Well, it would be, if it weren’t for the fact that the mural depicts genocide, famine, military oppression, and death. Hovering over the “children of the world” is a grotesque alien-like, Nazi-esque, gas mask wearing uniformed figure, who is in the act of spearing the Dove of Peace with a giant sword. He is surrounded by women holding dead babies. There are dead children lying in coffins, and kids with swords wrapped in their nation’s flags. The mural is covered with images of war and death.
I would like to take a moment to share with all of you how very immature Army Wives can be. This was a comment left on one of my blog posts. Makes me laugh. We all know who wrote this, should have just put your name on it. Good luck in life, I wish you the best.
Anonymous said...
1: you SUCK at softball!!
2: you have a really bad attitude!
3: your really fugly :)
4: I feel bad for your child!
5: you look better on the bench!
6: you treat your husband like shit!
7: your shit stinks so stop acting like it doesnt!
8: Colorado people eat SHIT!
9: your husband looks like he can be your brother!
10: THANK GOD YOU LEFT THE WILDCATS!
HAVE A VERY BLESSED DAY...GOD LOVES YOU!! WWJD :)
If by WWJD she was meaning, "What Would Jesus Do", then the local book store sells bibles, maybe she should take a gander.
, a secret government program linked to mind control and other fantastic claims. The Montauk Project is connected with the Philadelphia Experiment, a case of time bending disaster carried out by the U.S. Military. Both the Montauk Project and the Philadelphia Experiment will be explored in further detail in upcoming E.I. posts.
