Dear Stephen Colbert,
I just thought you should know that my husband and I will be coming to see a taping of The Colbert Report on November 15. I have been trying patiently to get tickets for a few months now. I am so very excited to be coming to see your show just two days after my 32nd birthday. I sort of hope that William Donahue of The Catholic League will be there again that night because the first time he was on it was awesome! Anyway, Stephen, I like your show very much. My favorite part is The Word.
I'm glad that your wrist is all better . It takes a man of your stature to break his wrist for all of us to remember how important our wrists are to our everyday lives. Thanks for turing your personal tragedy into a learning experience for all of us. No longer will I take my good wrist health for granted.
It's also nice to see a practicing Catholic be (sort of) candid on his show about his faith. It's nice to see that you can be funny without being snarky about the Church.
God bless you and your family. Looking forward to seeing you live!
Amy
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
My mom has a website
My mom has started a website to be a forum for those with MS. It's called MS Talkline and we would love it if you'd stop in for a visit and give the info to anyone you know who has MS.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Happy birthday
My Bubba turns 4 today.
Bubba on school: "I don't like it. I love love love it!"
Bubba on being called Bubba: "I don't want you ever to stop calling me that."
Bubba on his birthday: "It just keeps getting closer and closer!!"
He's a bruiser. He's a snuggler. He's sweet and kind. He goes to the doctor to get a shot and doesn't cry. He's my short man. Happy Birthday Bub. I love you.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
The tree that's in my backyard...
...didn't grow there.
It just decided last Wednesday afternoon that the fence at my place was better than the place where it was planted.
The evidence:
The view from the boys' room. Primo had been praying for a tree in our backyard. I think he meant more of a tree house tree, not this one.
See how it just missed the swing set?
This is the view from ground level.
You've got to twist your head for this one. I couldn't get it to adjust when I uploaded it. This is where the tree had been growing.
We just thank God that no one was outside when it happened.
Now if the guy who owns the house hadn't moved to Poland...
It just decided last Wednesday afternoon that the fence at my place was better than the place where it was planted.
The evidence:
The view from the boys' room. Primo had been praying for a tree in our backyard. I think he meant more of a tree house tree, not this one.
See how it just missed the swing set?
This is the view from ground level.
You've got to twist your head for this one. I couldn't get it to adjust when I uploaded it. This is where the tree had been growing.
We just thank God that no one was outside when it happened.
Now if the guy who owns the house hadn't moved to Poland...
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Monday, September 03, 2007
Buon Compleano, Bambina!
My little girl turned one last week, on August 30. She's the first Giglio girl in over 80 years and she's just delightful.
She's dainty and princesslike at times. She likes to wear her black patent leather Mary Janes (and got SO mad at me when I took them off her today!) and when she picks things up, she does it with just her index finger and thumb.
Then, she turns around, screams, and tackles her older brother.
She learned to walk recently and she only stops to sit down to eat and to go to sleep.
She's delightful and dramatic. She's a charming tomboy. And she's our Bambina. Mommy is sorry this post got up late, baby. I love you.
She's dainty and princesslike at times. She likes to wear her black patent leather Mary Janes (and got SO mad at me when I took them off her today!) and when she picks things up, she does it with just her index finger and thumb.
Then, she turns around, screams, and tackles her older brother.
She learned to walk recently and she only stops to sit down to eat and to go to sleep.
She's delightful and dramatic. She's a charming tomboy. And she's our Bambina. Mommy is sorry this post got up late, baby. I love you.
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