You'd think I was attacked by a shark!

I'm going to warn you NOW!

Do not go any further down this page if you get nauseous when you see blood
or scabs,
scabs is such a gross word btw!
{let me tell you this, I uploaded these pictures and I got really nauseous!... maybe I shouldn't have posted about this.... hmmm.}

So for our honeymoon in '08 the hubs and I went on a cruise
and we loved it!
One of our stops was in Cabo San Lucas.
Let me just say this, it is a great place!
I loved it, the water was so clear that I was scared to get in because I could see the little fishes!
SERIOUSLY!!

So, anyway, there is an island called
Lovers Island
that we boated over to.

Long story short husband decides to go on an adventure around the island and find the place where the Sea of Cortez meets the Pacific Ocean. Yes, right where they collide.
So that's where we go.

Just to the right of this beautiful area...

I'm walking along the sand that is slowly sinking, meaning the water is getting deeper, and big waves are coming....
(I think if my husband were telling this story he would tell it different meaning he would say I was a baby)
and so I freak out, and run over to the wall/barnacle infested wall because for some reason I feel safer over there.
But, no, a big wave comes and gets me and swallows me up.
Thankfully my husband was close because I seriously thought I was going to die!
And so did he!

Moral of the story,
don't run to the barnacle infested wall when you are in the ocean, you will loose the battle and your leg will soon look like this:

(keep in mind this is 2 weeks AFTER the accident! I wasn't brave enough to take pictures right after it happened.

A week later there is a story on the news about a lady who was swallowed up by a big wave but, her husband wasn't there to save her and she died. I know I was being watched over that day! Without a doubt!

Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?

I was 12.
Starting my first couple weeks in middle school.
Work up at 6:00 am to my dad calling.
He works for the government.
Ran to mom and dad's bedroom and saw the towers.
At this point in time only the north tower was hit
and we watched the second plane go into the south tower.
And continued to watch as the south tower collapse.
All I remember is being scared and not knowing what was going on.

I was 12 and didn't know much about the World Trade Centers.
I didn't know what terrorist were, for all I knew there was no such thing and American had no enemies.

I always get goose bumps when I hear the song "Where Were You" by Alan Jackson.

Thinking about all the lives lost and broken hearts.

September 11, 2001 will be a day we will never forget.

We will remember the Brave men and women who helped people get out safely,

We will remember the Brave men and women who risked their own life to save those around them.

These men and women are true heroes and will never be forgotten.

in '07 my family and I had the opportunity to visit New York and Ground Zero.

In fact we stayed just a block away from Ground Zero.

There was such a great feeling of peace and love for all the people who were in the towers when the collapsed and for their families.

We live in such a great country and should all be grateful to have such honorable men and women in our midst.

Our prayers and thanks go out to these families who lost their loved ones and for the brave men and women who rescued so many people.

There are so many people who were heroes and herons on September 11th. Here is just one story of an ordinary man who saved lives:

Here are some pictures of Ground Zero in June of '07.

"Dedicated to those who fell and to those who carry on." 

There she is!