Morning Breath

    Everybody hates morning breath.  It is the worst when you wake up next to someone and they yawn right in your face.  But I have to tell you, there is nothing better than waking up next to my little buttercup, Gracie.  I love her morning breath.  That may seem gross, but if you are a mom, I think you know what I mean.  Yes, yes, I know she shouldn't be sleeping in bed with me, but I just can't help it.  I am not home a lot so when I am, I like to snuggle with her.  And I love it in the morning when she wakes straight up in bed, smiles and then just starts talking ninety miles per minute about her dreams, what she wants to do that day, or what she did the day before.  There is nothing sweeter...and I think I could smell that breath all day. :)  AND, I wish I woke up with that much energy! haha! I flew yesterday on September 11th.  I have to say that I was a little nervous on the flight.  That may seem silly, but I was.  Plus, I flew American...so that didn't help.  I was watching TV in the terminal before I left and I just couldn't help but think that a "moment of silence" just isn't enough for those that lost their lives that day.  It just seems so small.  Plus, now it feels like with all of this mosque controversy, we have lost that sense of rememberance and reverence.  Gosh, we are so quick to forget, aren't we?  It has only been nine years, but you would think it had been ninety with the way people act. 

I was wondering the other day when people stopped covering their mouth when they yawn?  I grew up believing that was the proper thing to do.  Now, I am in the airport all of the time and see people with their mouth WIDE open and no mouth covering.  It is really gross.  So, public service announcement...please cover your mouth when you yawn!  Nobody wants to see that. 

I have been at the CareNet Conference this week.  It has been absolutely amazing!  Besides the fact that I got to see so many of my awesome friends from all over the country, it is just a really humbling experience for me.  To be around so many wonderful people that have dedicated their lives to the pro-life movement is truly amazing.  I wonder all of the time why God chose me to share my story.  I am no hero.  I am no one that deserves praise for their past or their present.  I finally left a place that I shouldn't have been in the first place.  But these people (and so many others) have dedicated their lives to this movement.  They are the heroes.  Not me.  I am so honored to even be in the same movement with all of them. 

So, PP in Cali is in pretty big trouble...could lose their funding for fraudulent billing.  Man, those whistleblowers sure are trouble! :)  God bless them!