tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16582961953077294312011-07-07T17:56:58.759-07:00Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-59089761104603468662011-05-31T16:54:00.000-07:002011-05-31T16:56:24.238-07:00I forgot all about this place until tonight when I thought of my friend Alan.<br />I realized I haven't heard from him in awhile and remember this place.<br />I will be back soon!<br /><br />stay safe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-5908976110460346866?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-44541149511549204652009-07-12T21:14:00.000-07:002009-07-12T21:21:36.800-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>Yesterday July 12th would have been my Mom's 64th Birthday.I pretty much spent the day alone with Nathan.He keeps me going and keeps my mind off of things.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>I just didn't want the day to go by without acknowledging the fact that it was her birthday.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>Happy Birthday Mom....I'll love you always and forever!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>Missing you more then you will ever know.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>Nikki</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-4454114951154920465?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-10031075626349249542009-07-06T11:21:00.000-07:002009-07-06T11:24:52.816-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBXiSmosI/AAAAAAAAANg/6drDNX82DCA/s1600-h/picture+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414779494572738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBXiSmosI/AAAAAAAAANg/6drDNX82DCA/s200/picture+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBXdkLAsI/AAAAAAAAANY/-n6y-s43OpE/s1600-h/picture3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414778226082498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBXdkLAsI/AAAAAAAAANY/-n6y-s43OpE/s200/picture3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBXDbL2nI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JJNpgttoVEI/s1600-h/picture2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414771209067122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBXDbL2nI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JJNpgttoVEI/s200/picture2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBW9qg14I/AAAAAAAAANI/7SAORS-J3PQ/s1600-h/picture1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414769662744450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBW9qg14I/AAAAAAAAANI/7SAORS-J3PQ/s200/picture1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBW5XRBqI/AAAAAAAAANA/kkInmkAJzi4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414768508274338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/SlJBW5XRBqI/AAAAAAAAANA/kkInmkAJzi4/s200/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Nathan turned 4 in March and this was the first time I didn't get his pictures done on his birthday. I decided to do something different...here are a few sneak peeks from the photographer...</div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-1003107562634924954?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-79627516745569297002009-06-24T19:10:00.000-07:002009-06-24T19:13:24.875-07:00I haven't been here in along while.<br />I'm going to start coming more often.As with everyone there has been a lot going on.I'm finally going to make a little time for myself and coming here again is a start for me!<br /><br />stay safe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-7962751674556929700?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-42077583580035104512008-02-28T18:26:00.000-08:002008-02-28T18:46:47.376-08:00How can a person feel so lonely when surrounded by people who love you?<br />I know my family loves me but to this day I'm still lonely without my Mom.<br />I just lost my Nan a few weeks ago and I had to go to her funeral and face my father.....My father who i haven't seen in about 6 years.<br />I went because I knew it was what my Mom whould have wanted me to do.<br />The funeral home was filled with my family but to me Mom was the only one I wanted standing next to me.<br />I need someone to tell me it is going to get easier and that the crying is going to stop.<br /><br /><br /><br />I miss you Mom<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-4207758358003510451?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-70892829412183037612007-12-20T10:08:00.000-08:002007-12-20T10:12:13.717-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/R2qvzz9NF0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bfrrN96wO8E/s1600-h/of%3D50,315,442.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146118828879320898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/R2qvzz9NF0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bfrrN96wO8E/s200/of%3D50,315,442.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/R2qv0D9NF1I/AAAAAAAAAII/qf7elkUsYWM/s1600-h/of%3D50,316,442.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146118833174288210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/R2qv0D9NF1I/AAAAAAAAAII/qf7elkUsYWM/s200/of%3D50,316,442.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>These pictures are my Christmas present from my husband!</p><p>I'm just so proud of my little man...I love showing him off.</p><p>To everyone who stumbles across my little page....</p><p>Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year.</p><p>All the best to you and yours this holiday season.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-7089282941218303761?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-80682002422000861582007-10-06T20:11:00.000-07:002007-10-06T20:28:53.324-07:00I can't believe it is October already!<br /><br />We are now all moved into our new house.We have also had our first Anniversary.Time is flying.<br /><br />We spent our 1st Anniversary with my best friend Karen and her husband Ken!(they got married the day before our anniversary!)<br /><br />Things have been crazy around here trying to get settled in our new home. We love it here!<br /><br />I'll post some pictures in a few days.<br /><br />I am however going to post a picture that the photographer took at Karen and Ken's wedding of my husband and I just because I love it!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118430802085762370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RwhRsiW9VUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lWGH57WcQ2A/s200/Nikki+%26+Darryl.jpg" border="0" /><br />I'm now going to catch up with some friends that I've been missing!<br />xoxo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-8068200242200086158?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-12301273899511777052007-07-22T16:56:00.000-07:002007-07-22T16:59:54.519-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbXlzxsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7CdHNj_cgYs/s1600-h/stuff+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090175257326896834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbXlzxsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7CdHNj_cgYs/s200/stuff+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbXlzxtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jXbCYNug1TI/s1600-h/stuff+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090175257326896850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbXlzxtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jXbCYNug1TI/s200/stuff+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbnlzxuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bxO-saq2BUU/s1600-h/stuff+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090175261621864162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbnlzxuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bxO-saq2BUU/s200/stuff+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbnlzxvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nFGTnkXFtcM/s1600-h/stuff+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090175261621864178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RqPvbnlzxvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nFGTnkXFtcM/s200/stuff+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-1230127389951177705?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-39943356926715345792007-07-21T18:10:00.000-07:002007-07-21T18:16:02.673-07:00For as long as I can remember we have been renters. We have always been paying someone else's mortgage.....<br />On Friday of this week we got approved for a mortgage.... we put a bid in on a house....The woman accepted our bid.<br />From now on I'll be paying my own mortgage. :)<br /><br />Mom is looking out for us!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-3994335692671534579?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-20404951934073498782007-06-29T14:27:00.002-07:002007-06-29T14:31:35.430-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cj6qTtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LjVNeS_RUUg/s1600-h/new+bed+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601938977083090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cj6qTtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LjVNeS_RUUg/s200/new+bed+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cj6qTuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0yLTt3FTqVc/s1600-h/new+bed+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601938977083106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cj6qTuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0yLTt3FTqVc/s200/new+bed+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cz6qTvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/j5OZu3vLqpM/s1600-h/new+bed+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601943272050418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cz6qTvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/j5OZu3vLqpM/s200/new+bed+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cz6qTwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2Haoj2BHupg/s1600-h/new+bed+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601943272050434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6Cz6qTwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2Haoj2BHupg/s200/new+bed+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6DD6qTxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oDkSRT2037E/s1600-h/new+bed+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601947567017746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RoV6DD6qTxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oDkSRT2037E/s200/new+bed+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-2040495193407349878?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-43798866995877471452007-06-23T17:39:00.000-07:002007-06-23T17:58:05.875-07:00It took me a long time to realize what a wonderful woman my Mom was.<br />When we were just kids my parents got divorced. I thought my life as I knew it was over....in many ways it was.<br />My mom became a single parent. She could have packed us up and moved us back to Ontario where she was from(I was born there also). She chose not to because she wanted us to have a relationship with our father. She gave up everything for us. We were her life. She was happy here because she was with us.<br />I saw her struggle to make ends meet. She did the best she could with what she had.<br />Right up until a week before she passed away....she still would have done anything for me.<br />She has taught me not to be a selfish person and to be grateful for what I have. Mind you ..it took a lot of years for her to beat it into my head! :)<br />My life changed when I became a Mom....I was scared.She told me I could do it. She always made a point of telling me how proud she was of me. She would always tell me that I was a good Mom.<br />As I sit her typing this I realize tat I am the woman I am today because of my Mom. She instilled a lot of values in me that I didn't realize she did until she had passed away.<br />She really was a great Mother and a truly remarkable woman.<br />I hope I can be half as good a mom to my son as she was to me!<br /><br />I love you Mom....<br />you are missed more then you know<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-4379886699587747145?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-9094193263552002282007-06-15T15:55:00.000-07:002007-06-15T15:58:36.095-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZdxEZj2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fHmKsmV8PHI/s1600-h/June2007+122.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429204155371362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZdxEZj2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fHmKsmV8PHI/s200/June2007+122.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZexEZj3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZpBP0FG9eBo/s1600-h/June2007+086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429221335240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZexEZj3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZpBP0FG9eBo/s200/June2007+086.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZgBEZj4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/JKknKqXPB0Y/s1600-h/June2007+088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429242810077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZgBEZj4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/JKknKqXPB0Y/s200/June2007+088.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZhBEZj5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/uixB0GLCnUY/s1600-h/June2007+099.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429259989946258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZhBEZj5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/uixB0GLCnUY/s200/June2007+099.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZhREZj6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/AXF2OQHxheU/s1600-h/June2007+092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076429264284913570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10xKfmBAFRk/RnMZhREZj6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/AXF2OQHxheU/s200/June2007+092.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-909419326355200228?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658296195307729431.post-22364813475390704622007-06-10T16:58:00.000-07:002007-06-10T17:03:31.294-07:00<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">She has been gone for a little over 3 weeks.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I'm going about my day when something hits me that reminds me of her and then I break down.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I'm missing her more then words can say.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I try everyday...Nathan helps....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I 've lived with her everyday for 37 years and I miss talking to her. She was my best friend.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I think the thing I fear the most is that I'll forget her...what she looks like...sounds like ....</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658296195307729431-2236481347539070462?l=nathansmommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10407137636257394131noreply@blogger.com2