Monday, October 26, 2015


My oldest son, Matteo, sent the most cool picture ever.  Our boy played last weekend for the Las Vegas Philharmonic...kinda like playing for a pro sports team except in the music world.

I feel like shouting, so I'm going to...we are SO PROUD!


He's working so hard to live the dream - and it's one we know well.  It goes like this:
A musician is someone that puts a $5,000 horn in a $500 car and drives 50 miles for a $5 gig.

Plug away, Matthew.  Plug away.

Fall is here and the picture on my weather app was of my neighborhood.

How cool is that?

Yet another Busch boy who marches to his own drum.

And yes, he wore this to school for spirit day.  

Friday night football is so. much. fun and I'm going to miss it so much when it's over.  This is our 12th straight year at the high school and it's all coming to an end.

What will we do with all our free time?

Boys 2 and 3.  

I dreamed of this family...this big, messy, loud, obnoxious family and I am so very, very thankful.

I'd be more thankful if they cleaned up after themselves, but you can't have everything.


I will say, I am NOT going to miss the sweaty, smelly uniforms...every single day there are two loads of just uniforms.  Whites and reds, whites and reds, whites and reds.

Not sure I'll ever wear either of those colors again.



I have a broken elbow and I am so very, very sad.  It hurts a lot, it's hot, it's itchy and I became a blubbering mess in the cast room.  I knew something was wrong but had no clue it was broken.  

No hiking, no lifting, no's hard to run a household with one arm.


On the flip side...I can drive and I can work and my boys have been so great.

I'm praying it heals relatively quickly...could you pray that too?

Today I basically just felt sorry for myself.  Tomorrow is a new day and I'll pick myself up and carry on.


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