Word to the wise (or not so wise): If you go out on the balcony when you are insanely drunk, everyone can still hear you. 4AM is not the time to sing your heart out to the world off of your hotel balcony. Gypsaaaaaay. #lightsleeper #tired

Last Day/First Day. I have a 3rd grader now. #clevercolette has grown and matured in ways that I never could have imagined. Her newfound confidence has swelled my heart this year. She’s bound for big things in whatever path she chooses. 😘 to my girl

Our church affirmed the Western Jurisdiction Statement of Values. All have been and will continue to be welcome in our church. #clevercolette and #wjlacour wanted to stand proud in support of our LGBTQI friends and family 🏳️‍🌈 westernjurisdictionumc.org/wj-named-…

I helped in Sunday school today. Guess that New Testament story as captured by Teddy Grahams.

This crazy dog saw all the attention his sister was getting for her sprained thumb, so he decided to injure his leg. Giving it some time, but I’m thinking an X-ray will be in his near future. I also have suspicions that his big brother whispered in his ear that if he gets or fakes an injury he won’t have to be boarded when we go out of town. #nelsontroublelacour

Answer: A swollen and painful thumb, icing, ibuprofen, sleep, urgent care, a sprain, and a splint. Question: What describes the last 36hrs for #clevercolette and her mama.

He’s pushing 13, but I still see the puppy in him. He’s not quite as mischievous as he was in the past, however, he is every bit as much of a food-seeking missile as he has always been. Thanks for making me smile my Nelson baby!

Insomnia again, but with the safety of Jonathan sleeping nearby, and my amazing in-laws for support in the morning, I allowed myself to feel tonight. For about a week I’ve felt the grief, had moments of tears, but the depth of the pain scared me, so I pushed it away. I’m feeling safe enough to touch it and explore it a little bit. I’m not a poet, but writing helps me heal. I’ve been turning over ideas in my head for children’s books featuring my beloved Winston, but for now bits and pieces of the process.

I had a really rough week. I spiraled down after saying goodbye to Winston. I started to catch a cold on Sunday, but I attacked it hard with meds and rest, because I couldn’t afford to get sick with Jonathan leaving town. I made it through Monday, and I crashed hard Tuesday. This bearded old guy took great care comforting me. I don’t think I could make it through this grief process without him. My support network, though locally thin, rallied behind me as my panic attacks reared their ugly head. @francescabella showed me true love and friendship. I am so grateful for her, and my neighbors, and my husband, and my mom, and my in-laws, and my loved@ones who supported from afar. I’m not so far down now. But I am still hurting. I think I stopped hurting enough for Nelson to start feeling the loss. He’s been down today. I’m showering him with love and attention. He’s my baby Nelson. I sure miss my Winston boy. I have happy memories. I can pull those up and smile, but I still ache if I let myself think about him too long. Grief: Day 7.

So proud of my #clevercolette! Her confidence and poise blows me away. I would never be able to get out there and sing my heart out like she did. She played the roles of Duloc citizen, fox, storybook princess, deer, and Young Fiona.

Cue the insomnia. I took this the morning I realized a tough decision was ahead of us after another sleepless night with Winston. I lay here in bed binge watching The Good Doctor to get my mind off of my grief, unfortunately the tears still flow.

Nighttime is hard. In the little sleep I got last night, I dreamed of Winston on the beach in Maui. He always wanted to come along with us. I told him to go with Granddaddy Billy next time bc he loved soaking up the sun too. I’m trying to comfort myself with visions of Winston eating Frosty Paws, wrestling with old friends like his buddy Reeses, getting scratches from Grandaddy Billy whom I’m certain pointed him to the best ivy patch around, meeting my old pals Cosmo, Boomer, Smudge, Charmin, Rosie, Freeway, Gordo, Mandy, Quita, exploring in a healthy body, hiding, stockpiling, and guarding some treasures, and and of course he’s rocket-dogging all over the place.

The best cuddles from the beginning, an engagement, a wedding, 8 homes, 2 pregnancies, a transcontinental move. 6016 days. I got to have him in my life for 5970 of them. He did his job of dog well. He licked away our tears, he shared in our excitement when adding family members, he kept us laughing. He stayed with us through his pain. We let him go. No more pain. It hurts so much for me, but no longer for him. I thanked him for making @cleverdevil propose to me so we could be a family. There are so many more memories to share. They will come. It’s a process. I will always love him.

I’m not ready for an elaborate post yet. The past few days have been tough wrestling with decisions about my baby boy Winston. Tonight we took family pictures with him—much thanks to our talented neighbor. We wore black and white in his honor. We made him Filet Mignon for dinner. Tomorrow we will love on him more, thank him for his love for 16.5 years, and say our final goodbye as we help him across the rainbow bridge.

I am so thankful for @havenartsacademy for providing an atmosphere for #clevercolette to make friends who share her passion. She really connected with her cast mates and they were all truly supportive each other. Also I’m thankful for friends who support Colette’s passion and come watch her perform when they can 😍

She danced and sang her heart out as a featured dancer in Aladdin Jr. Though she may have been supporting the lead actors, it didn’t diminish her effort. On to Shrek Jr! #clevercolette

So proud of my #clevercolette ! She’s had a busy week and it doesn’t really stop until May 10th. Exhibition @dv_connect giving us a tour of her learning on Monday, teach week all week prepping for Aladdin Jr. @havenartsacademy, rehearsals leading up to her May 4th performance as Young Fiona in Shrek Jr, and choir rehearsals for her May 10th final recital. That little brain holds a lot in there! Love her so!

Clever Lil Devil Loves Numbers

Bedtime Math—W: Mommy, how many hours are in a day and in a night. L: It’s about 12 each. W: So 24hrs total. L: Yes. W: 24+24 is 48, right? L: Yep! Can you do 24+24+24? W: Hmmmmm.it’s 24 more than 48 so.hmmmm.sixty twelve?! L: Yes, but what is sixty twelve? W: 71 L: Close W: 72! L: Yep!

I proclaim 15th wedding anniversary gift: the gift of play. The couple that plays together, stays together. How do you like to play or be playful with your SO? #nintendoswitch

I was 15yrs old in this picture, about 22 years ago. Happy 15th wedding anniversary @cleverdevil ! I love you for loving me 😘

Coming up on 15 years of marriage and 22years as a couple. Chillin’ in DTLA for a good night’s sleep and laughter with Stephen Colbert tomorrow evening.

Conclusion: I am neither artsy enough nor cat-lover enough to sit appreciate this “classic.” I will grant that i appreciated the musical arrangements and choreography, however the whole cat thing was lost on me. Still had a lovely night out with my tomcat though :) 😻

Knocked out from whining all night…you know that 4month sleep regression? I think he’s having a 16year old sleep regression. We are all tired. Yet, I still love my grumpy old man 😍

I joined a choir yesterday. I know I’m not a soloist, but singing brings me such great joy, that I need to make time for it in my life. Anyone else want to join me on Sunday afternoons? “Coach and author Rasheed Ogunlaru’s quote is perfectly suited to the world of community singing. The voice - or result of a choir singing together - doesn’t have to be flawless to produce a magical effect. The best moments come from singing together, and sometimes it really doesn’t matter what that sounds like - the feeling is much more important! “ —from starlingarts.com

Future prom date! 😍