Family Day for our Company

We had a family day Saturday for the company... and oh, was it FUN!

Our greeters were all smiles:

It was a great getting to know so many of the Schlumberger family and see them in a casual setting. Some, of course, I know, but there were so many others that I hear about that I had not yet met. Now I can put a name to their faces.

Decorations were fun and beautiful:

We had a great meal:

A tour of the IPC facilities:

The visiting was great:

Lots of entertainment for children of all ages :-)

And even entertainment by some of the company family as they participated in the song YMCY by Village People:

And I got to see the most important room of all - Papa's office:

Thanks to all the people who put it all together, it was a huge success!

We had a wonderful time! :-)

Some Days...

There are some days I just like to remember where life has taken me. Yes, I have been through some pretty tough times, but these times were the toughest I have ever had.

I know they were even tougher on you.

Do you remember this picture? Someone, actually I think Audrey maybe?, found it for me and we had it hanging on the fridge. I remember looking at it sometimes and saying that prayer...


I remember 157 appointments in less than 90 days - and you all were also trying to catch up in school.


I remember all of us waking and going to look at the calendar, bleary eyed, to see where we had to be and when.


I remember Steph having a new baby, and me being too caught up in the insaneness of it all to be much help. Thank you for understanding, Steph.


I remember Jeremy moving to the garage so John could have a room. Thank you, son.


I remember Uncle Steve wondering when it all would settle into some kind of normal. Thank you for being patient, love of my life.


I remember having Peggy help get us to all of our destinations. We could have never done it without you. We never had to depend on THEM and I was determined that would never happen. Thank you Peggy.


I remember my scrapbook friends being the shoulders I cried on. Thanks so much for listing to my blubbering rambles girls.


I remember trip after trip to the court house and knowing the bailiffs - and judges - by name.


I remember how much Judge C loved you all and how much he wanted the best for you. He stuck up for you even when you had no idea he was doing so. Thank you Judge C. Yes, we even got a picture with you, regardless of what that bailiff said... rofl... and thank you for that.


I remember Jessica loving to cook and helping me do that - what a great cook you are, too! And you were the best big sister in the world - always looking after the younger ones and protecting them. I hope that you will always be as close to them as you were before you grew up.

I remember your intenseness, Jaci, when you were so troubled about what was coming; but you made your decision - and stuck to your guns. Wow. If you can stand tall and stubbornly and not back down with a DA - and WIN - you can do anything girl. Set you mind to it and it will come to be.

I remember Megan with your awesome grin and cheerful outlook on everything. No matter how deep it got, Megan had a smile and hug for me - and yes, I know it was a cover up, but I know you have such a bubbly personality you will go far. You became a great cook after Jessi left - I hope you stick to your passion and reach for the stars.

I remember John and his silly antics; being the cut up of the family and seldom serious. Sometimes it got you in trouble, but you always made us laugh. Never loose that sense of laughter and take it with you where ever life takes you. Can you please tell me who Bane is?

I remember belly laughing as we drove through the Oklahoma hills in the dark and the 'indians on those hills' just waiting... I am soooo glad they did not 'find' us :-)


I remember the bedroom - the icky color you girls painted it - and me biting my tongue... lol... Do you think you can come paint that navy trim white again for me please? It didn't grow on me ;-)


I remember each of us in our own struggles and finally coming to terms with life in our own ways.

I remember the intenseness of the situations - but you know? We all made it - and rather well I must say. I for one am much richer for those years with you.


Thinking back, I know how much you changed my life for the better. You truly were a blessing. When you came we were all unsure of the future, but, we figured out the basics and we finally made an awesome 'family'.

When people ask me how many children I have, I pause. I know you are not mine, but you are such a big part of my heart, you feel like mine.

This is one of the few pictures I have with any of you, and as you can see Jessi is missing, but I simply did not get any pictures of "us" as a family. I think it might have gotten lost in the shuffle. Did we not have time?

There were a lot of tough times, but looking back through our pictures, we had some great times. I think the fun times helped make up for the crappy times. Yeah, Aunt eb said crappy - and I think we can all agree, when it was bad it was bad; but when it was good - it was so very good.

There is one thing that can never be taken away from you. Your siblings are a part of you for life. Stay in contact. Remember those moments where you DID make it. Embrace them, grow from them, learn from them, stand up and stay strong for your life ahead - but most importantly, be there for each other always.


You can never take a sister or brother out of the picture without missing a puzzle piece. Don't lose any pieces. If it seems to start to happen, scramble and find all those pieces and put them right where they belong - together as a family. Miles may separate your bodies, but they cannot separate your ties. Pick up the phone. Call 'home' - call each other. Remember, a 'hug' is just a postage stamp, phone call, text message, e-mail, IM or one plane flight away from each other.

I miss you and I love each of you very much. Always know you are forever a part of me.

Yes, through your pictures, you still make me smile...

This is the last picture taken of the four of you together. Find your ways back to each other - we all need an updated one.

I love you forever and for always.

You Are Here

Thanks Post Secret for saying it all.

Another Move Today...

Pictures added to the blog now :-)

I am the stay at home housewife, you know the one that has all the time on her hands and can do anything anyone needs done?

Well, honestly, I can. I have no kids with me as they are all grown. I have a hubby that works all day, and once a week I get together with friends. I have never been a shopper until I came here - now it seems like all I end up doing is shopping. I really DO have a lot of time on my hands. But back to the original statement...

Dallas' container was supposed to come in a few days ago but it didn't make it. They rescheduled it in today - but he had meetings scheduled today. I had nothing scheduled, so when he came and (yes, very politely) asked me if I could stay there while the movers came I said, "Of course!" Today was the day I went for the move.

Dallas does not have a ton of stuff - he is a bachelor. BUT, he had a sectional and a king size mattress. The guys came in and said the sectional and mattress would not fit on the lift (elevator). I asked them what they could do, and they said "carry them up the stairs is the only thing". I called Dallas, he conferred with them - and they set about carrying the sectional up the stairs. I am assuming they did the mattress as well.


Please take a moment to appreciate the size - see the elevator?

They carried this up SEVENTEEN floors!


Here they are after the big move... rofl...

I am supposed to tell you here, that the guy on the stairs above is single, available and I have his phone number - haha. The number is in the mover's logo on the moving paperwork. He's not my type - but he is surely strong!

Yes, they were still breathing. I would not have been after 17 floors of carrying the sectional up... lol... and they only rested 10 minutes before tackling the rest of the work - they had another move to do after this one :-(

I was so tired for them! It was sometime during the trip up I am sure, they began referring to the sectional as 'the beast'.... rofl... They got it up the stairs, it fit in the flat, and thank God this day is over - for them - and for me.

For whatever reason, I feel the need to have things perfect when I do something. It is an old rule of mine - leave something better then when you came in. He had no furniture and lots of dust. Now he had lots of furniture and lots of dust...

After the unpacking, things were not properly put up. It is a guy thing; groceries, pans, plates and cleaning supplies randomly tossed in cabinets. They tried, but there was just too much stuff for a tiny kitchen. After the crew left (they were awesome by the way) I got busy trying to organize the kitchen.

Then I gathered all the warranty information in one place, made the bed, swept, mopped. Then I put 4 placemats on the table and added a candle. Then I propped a picture up of his nephews - and left a piece of banana nut bread on a plate with a note that said "welcome 'home'" - just like I did for the first crew of guys.

I also left him a memory card so he has a memory of what we went through ;-) haha... Not really, just a card so he could see the sectional's sheer size next to the little itsy bitsy Malays that toted those huge pieces up 17 flights of stairs.

Here is the 'beast' in place :-)

I must say it is beautiful :-)

This is the funny part: before the movers came, Dallas had money on the window sill. I have no idea how much, but not willing to take chances, I tossed it in a bowl and put it in the refrigerator and forgot about it. I put little sticky notes all over the place telling the movers where everything went; tv, sofa, bed, table, pots and pans, glasses... you get the idea. LOTS of little sticky notes. The guys LOVED the fact that once they came in and read the number off, they knew exactly where to put it.

I forgot to remove them before I mopped, then I forgot to go back after the floors dried to remove them. He found the notes - and the money... rofl... now WHO would find money in a bowl in the refrigerator?

Oh, wait... thinking this through... He reached for the one thing that was in there - beer - and found a bowl :-)

NOW I understand ;-)

Anyway, another day down; and yes, even though I am tired, I feel accomplished. I do enjoy doing things for others and I think those guys occasionally need pampered a bit. They all are away from their families for months on end - and Steve is the only one that has ANY of our family - me. I am so thankful for that - and even thankful for a project to do. It is nice to have my time occupied - especially when I feel like I am making progress.

Things Keep Changin’

It has been 6 weeks since I moved to Singapore,
It has been 2 years since we really lived in our home.

Relationships change.

True friendships last.

True love never fades.

People pass through our lives

And in doing so they change our life,

Yet we never forget the impact they made on us.

Whether it was good, or it was bad.

The heartstrings are forever embedded in our souls,

Learning from mistakes,

Moving forward is the only way to go.

‘Behind us’ is just where it belongs.

Life is an adventure,

Though some days it simply hurts.

Yet there is anticipation

Of what each day and the future holds.

What person, place, or event

Will suddenly change our perception of the world?

Will it be someone we have never met before?

Or is it someone we already know?

A simple event can turn our life down a different path.

Do we choose the circumstances?

Or do they choose us?

My glass is half full

Today it feels half empty.

Though I know that is not true.

If there is anything that is constant in life

It is that life will constantly be changing.

Where will we be a year from now?

Probably not where we hope we are.

Planning is overrated,

Decisions are understated

Things keep changin’


© Euvah 02 Oct 2008