Thanksgiving weekend......with my *Louise* and family

Well, we got through the man cold, and I had my amazing best friend/soul sister come down from up north, 4 hour drive to spend thanksgiving with us. Got to spend our Thelma and Louise time alone together, while the man cold daddy's took care of the kids. WOW eh? I know! So we went to see the movie pitch perfect, it was really funny, and being with Elspeth * my Louise* while she is 6ish months pregnant, is hilarious . She randomly burst out laughing at a very disturbing comment made in the movie...I LOVE HER < she makes me laugh always. I could never ask for a better friend or confident. I never had a younger sister, but if I did , I would want it to be her. Although, I don't find myself feeling older than her when we are together. She always makes me feel like her equal. She is so funny, understanding, laughs at my insanity and can relate most times. THAT is what makes her the best.
So, on to thanksgiving Sunday. Our collective families awoke basically at the same time *btw, when she comes to town, they ALWAYS stay with us* They have a family of 5 with one on the way and we have a family of 4. So it makes for a usually very fun filled happy home when they are here. Our children are very close in ages, our oldest being only 13 days apart. We went through our pregnancies together :)  So they decided to go to an early church service at the church they used to attend last when they lived here, and we went to our normal service, which starts a lot later in the morning. So feeling kind of poopy from having a cold myself, I dragged myself to church. I rushed home, knowing I had to start the turkey and veggies. Walked into the house, my BFF was already back from her service , and low and behold........my turkey was in the oven, potatoes were cooking, and carrots were done. I felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her...lol, not really, but she is amazing!!! I was in disbelief, and couldn't stop thanking her! She was the guest, yet she prepared most of the dinner!!! THAT is a true best friend ;) There is so much more I want to share about my *Louise* . She is a hero in my eyes. having dealt with her 8 month old only daughter, being diagnosed with Neuroblastoma back in March, and going through a very rough storm over the next few months, and finding out she is pregnant again!!! WOW.....she certainly is one courageous, faith strong woman! I am going to link her daughter's website, and journey through her mummy's eyes on here, get ready with a box of Kleenex! Bella's journey will make you laugh and cry, and I am proud to know she calls me Auntie *or rather,  she will when she really starts speaking more ;) *  Her brother's do and nothing makes me smile more.
I will leave it here for now, and link you to Bella's page :) and a few photos.....first, Thelma and Louise ...aka. Me and Elspeth.

 The man cold husbands, Fred and Barney. *they gave themselves nicknames so they could be *cool?? lol. aka, Dave and my husband Ev

 Our lives always connected :) no matter how far we are

 Our children collectively :) Josh, Bella, my son Ethan, My daughter Emily, and Matthew...I LOVE THESE BABIES!!!

  Bella's link to her journey.... www.bellanoura.com

my WAHM Business......One in EMIL-Yon

About One in EMIL-Yon

I love creating custom and one of a kind items for babies, children, adults, photo props, and MORE. I like a challenge and will pretty much try to create anything.

Description of some items I have made are unique, one of a kind items from dresses, hats, pillows, blankets and SO much more. I also do custom orders. I get an idea and run with it. I am a stay at home mom with 2 little ones both 5 and under , a boy and a girl. I love creating new and unique items. Most of my things are one of a kind and not reproduced, so when you get it....it is definitely a one in a million. My children are my inspiration.

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letting go of Lilly......and saying goodbye to Mary.

Today was a very hard day, the sweetest lady, from next door passed away early this morning, and my daughter who is 3 1/2 was terribly upset, she wanted to see Mary and give her a kiss. That was very hard to explain to her that Mary isn't coming back. But even worse, we had made an appointment to surrender our beautiful adopted lab/retriever mix to the humane society :(  That was the breaking point for me and my daughter. My son too it strangely well, but my daughter cried her little heart out and it broke me :(
Here is the story of our poor Lilly dog.... shortly after we got her off kijiji one year ago, she started to itch, the itching turned to scratching and licking, causing sores to herself. We took her to the vet multiple times, and finally came to the conclusion, it's in the air :( She is originally from Kingsville, where she lived all her life until we adopted her. When she got to Windsor, our polluted air seems to make her itch. We have her on allergy pills everyday, but it's not fair to keep her on meds all the time, just to stop the itch :( If she was back in the county/country, I know this issue would clear up. So we are praying that the humane society can find her a home when she is no longer suffering.
We came to love Lilly as a part of our family, but to keep her in the city, drugged up on allergy pills all the time, is just not fair to her. It broke our hearts to say goodbye to her today.
Thankfully my best friend is driving down 4 hours to visit us for Thanksgiving , I so need my Thelma and Louise time with her :) Those are our nicknames for each other :)
I will tell you all about my Louise another time, she is my soul sister. I have so much writing to do, I have 40 years to write down ;) I may be a while...lol.

Here are a few pics of our beautiful Lilly I will leave you with.

dealing with the MAN COLD....

So, for the record, I have a cold, the stuffed up, runny nose, coughing, sneezing, sweating, sore throat kind of cold. My kids age 5 and 3 also have colds. Today, I constantly wiped a booger nose daughter, while my son was at school. *Don't judge, yes I sent him to school with a cold....it's a COLD*

My husband texts me from work, *he's dying* . No, not literally, but he has a man-cold. If none of you know, the world has to stop for the man cold and I am on high alert. I love my husband, but he is the biggest baby when he is sick. So he went to bed at 8:30 tonight after eating the homemade chicken noodle soup I made him. I tended to the children and got them into their beds, said their prayers with them, and tucked them in. Now I am on here. Here is something I will leave you with that is extremely funny......see video lol...
This was written by my friend's pastor, here's a chuckle for you..............This week I am only writing a very brief update for you as I am not very well. I have fallen ill to a cold that has been going around our community and I’m afraid it has developed into full blown “man cold.” I don’t know why but as many of you undoubtedly know, this terrible illness strikes innocent, unsuspecting men with particular ferocity. Women don’t seem able to understand that the vicious “man cold” is not anything like the common cold from which they may at times suffer. The “man cold” ravages the male body with similar symptoms but then amplifies them exponentially. My theory is that the Y chromosome has a flaw, as yet undiscovered, that allows this affliction to take hold of its male victim. The defenceless “Y” allows the symptoms of pain and misery to run rampant. This is an area of medical research that has not received the kind of research and funding that it deserves. Imagine what an impact the “man cold” has on Canada’s GDP. Billions in productivity is being lost every year. Thousands of men are misdiagnosed with the much less severe common cold every year. Perhaps it’s time to discard the pink ribbons and wear a green ribbon, or two, one for each nostril, and begin a campaign for “man cold” research.


Treatment requires that the victim be allowed to remain in a horizontal position on a sofa during the day. Stimulation from a TV also seems to assuage some of the symptomology. It is important that the victim of a “man cold” not be forced to think or respond to overly complex questions. Demands for even the smallest responsibilities only hinder recovery. Sympathetic words and frequent refreshments are an absolute necessity. Remember the victims of this terrible disease need understanding. Victims of the “man cold” often sense they are near death. If you want to learn more about the “man cold” you can check out this YouTube video.....

mixed up..

I just decided to start a blog, but I wanted to share a lot of my old stuff I had written, poems, deep thought by my son, ect...so I copied and pasted them, but they are from up to almost 4 years ago, so please forgive my mixed up blog, I am new to this :) please bare with me.

my Psalm

My Psalm

by Kimmy Anne Gonzalvo on Tuesday, May 26, 2009 at 1:45am ·

I had an exercise to do at Women's group. To take a psalm and put it to music, or write my own psalm.
I was going to put one to music, but God had other plans, I woke up at 1:30 am and HAD to write this down...it just flowed out of me..........




Father

I faltered, You caught me.
I fell, You lifted me.
I gave up, You gave hope.
I let go, You held on.
I screamed, You whispered.
I hated, You Loved.
I hurt, You healed.
I was scared, You soothed.
I cried, You cried too.
I believed, You smiled.
I worshipped, You rejoiced.
I trembled, You sighed.
I loved, You loved back.
I reached out, You reached back.
I called your name, You were there.
I walked, You lead me.
I am yours, You are mine.

My Father's House

My Lord, My God

Standing firm in your Love.

You said it would be hard.

I hope, I pray, I dream,

to tear down the guard.

The guard around my heart,

I can't seem to shake.

I want to give my life,

fully for you to take.

The path is long and narrow,

temptations are everywhere.

sometimes I want cry out,

LORD! It just isn't fair.

But if I hold on long enough,

and keep my eyes on You,

Your prize is greater than,

the falsehoods and the untrue.

So I lift up my hands,

and I lift up my voice.

I LOVE YOU LORD!

And You're MY choice!!



by Kim Gonzalvo November 1 /2009