It’s Been Three Years And We Haven’t Killed Each Other Yet

Today, the hubs and I are celebrating three years together.  The gifts are to be leather if you’re traditional and crystal/glass if you’re modern.  Apparently I am neither, because I didn’t even get him a card.

In my defense, I have been laid up on this couch barely able to breathe all day… so his gift today can be the fact that I cooked dinner (breakfast for dinner, I slaved) and did 2 loads of laundry in between naps.

I’m romantic like that.

We do have a gazillion cards to open because we go to a card lovin’ church…

And we’ll go out with friends this weekend…

And we did our annual trip to Chuck E. Cheese last night to celebrate until I just couldn’t hold my head up any longer.  (We also decided last night that even when the kids are older, we are going to have to go to Chuck E. Cheese to celebrate our anniversary!)

I don’t know how/why he puts up with me…I’m not the easiest person to live with (I know because sometimes I have trouble putting up with myself!) but I’m glad he does…

So for your viewing pleasure, here are some shots from our trip last night…

Love ya hun…. here’s to at least three more….

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Side note on this one:  We need to take this child to Vegas.  She can follow the right case along and they win all 50 tickets 75% of the time.

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Family Conversations and Fallen Trees

577609_10151568203125795_1389845807_nI came home to the hubs ready to take down a tree.  After nagging him about being on a ladder and notching it out without anyone here, he said he was just waiting on Thing 1 so it would fall in the right spot.

Me:  I just don’t see how it’s not going to fall on the power line or phone line.

The Hubs:  That’s why I’m waiting on Thing 1.  Have some faith.

Me:  If I lose power or internet, I’m leaving.

The Hubs:  Well I love you too.

Me:  I meant to go to Panera. I have work to do.

I have video of the tree falling…not in the place where it was supposed to and becasue I don’t post certain words on my blog, facebook, etc. I can’t share it, however I did send it to my mother with the caption, “This is why I pay good money for my iPhone… to capture life’s little moments.”

And then after the tree had come down and was chopped up and hauled away…. (we have such hard working boys!)

Thing 3: (In a very concerned, almost mournful voice) It’s going to be so hard to look and not see this tree anymore.

The Hubs:  Why?  (Shocked at the comment) It’s a half dead tree.

Thing 2:  Why not wait until it’s fully dead?  I mean, we don’t knock off old people.

I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.

Until next time…

Gideons: More than just the people who leave Bibles in hotel rooms

A month or so ago, my boss (the pastor of the church) told me that she had scheduled a time for the Gideon’s to come and speak to the church.

She’s big into skits and the like and asked if perhaps my Sunday School kids (ranging from 1st grade to 8th grade) would like to act out the story of Gideon from the Bible as a way to introduce the Gideon.

“Gideon was in the Bible?” I asked.

Youth leader of the year, right here.

Apparently, he is.  And so, instead of acting it out in a skit, we made a little movie.

It’s low budget, but I can honestly say that they will NEVER forget this story from the Bible…

…and the men from the Gideons?

LOVED it.

Until next time…

From 38,000 Feet

Ok. So not really. Who knows when this will actually be posted. I'm writing at a cruising altitude of 38,000 feet but because I refuse to pay $9.99, I don't have access to the inflight wifi to actually post it.

Or check Facebook. Because that's normally what I do when I'm killing time. Just keep pulling down on the iPhone screen waiting to see what others are posting or stalking catching up with some of my favorite peeps.

But not today. Today I am blogging about nothing wondering where I will find wifi to post this. We're staying in what may or may not be a roach motel in Miami. I say that because some reviews were horrible. Others said its great for a night. My philosophy is we get in at 11pm and are leaving first thing in the morning. I don't need a $200 a night hotel. The fact that I have a bed, continental breakfast in the morning, and a free airport and port shuttle for $70 makes me happy.

Seriously.

While I love everything about Premier Christian Cruises, the hotels and transportation they offer would've cost us an additional $350 at a minimum. Is most of that convenience?

Yes.

I was raised to put forth a little more effort and save some cash.

Now I can bring my children home souvenirs.

You're welcome Things 1-4!

So I'm just praying we have the experience that those who gave it 3 stars had. (Update since we've arrived. Lets just say it's good for one night. Don't plan your whole vacation around it. And tile floors? Really? So glad I brought socks!)

I'm so restless on flights. It's only an hour and 40 minutes but I never know what to do without Internet. Most of my iPad games require Internet and the others I don't really feel like playing.

I could talk with the hubs but its so loud and I'm so hard of hearing anyway I feel like we're screaming. I want to sleep but I'm so excited. I tried to get into the sneak peek of Smash they are showing but I couldn't. Not sure why since I like shows with singing but it just didn't strike me as exciting.

If I were home, I'd be watching Revenge.

So I'm jamming out to the Pitch Perfect soundtrack (thank you Thing 2 for purchasing with your iTunes gift cards.). I love this movie. If fact, we love it so much that I bought it. It will be delivered to Thing 2 this week while I'm gone for Valentine's Day. It's aca-awesome. (Unless you've seen the movie that last comment will be lost on you.)

There is one empty seat on this plane. It's the one right next to me. I can't tell you how exciting that is. I actually have some elbow room.

We got to Raleigh tonight about 5 and had dinner with my friend Lisa and her husband, Duck (not his real name.) you'd never know we hadn't seen each other in years. It was sooooo nice to catch up. They both have such a large role in my story.

Forty minutes left on this flight. The hubs is playing a game on his phone and he keeps elbowing me. But I'm not saying anything. I'm being nice. But know he's saving the universe over there and with a vengeance I might add.

Oh! I got patted down in airport security. Not that its exciting but had never happened before. Turns out the button on my jeans set it off. Must be that these are an expensive brands of jeans gifted to me because my el cheapos have never required another woman to put her hands all over me. I'm not going to lie…I look pretty good in my new clothes if I do say so myself!

I'll have to thank Cindy for the bonus that came with the jeans. (She left today for the biggest loser ranch in Malibu and since she's planning on coming back 100lbs lighter, I got a brand new to me wardrobe.)

I cannot sit still listening to this soundtrack mom grooving all over the place.

And yes, in case you're wondering, I have mad amounts of cash stuffed in my brazier. (Is that how it's spelled?) regardless….it itches.

The flight attendants keep walking by checking for trash. They keep eyeing my apple juice. I'm not done yet. And I'll finish every last drop. That apple juice cost me about 80 bucks.

And I love apple juice. Almost as much as I love sunny d.

With that, I'm signing off. Between the bumps, the galaxy warrior over here with the elbow and the hovering flight attendant trying to swipe my apple juice prematurely I'm finding it hard to focus…

Which is why I started this blog post in the first place!

Until next time….

 

He Grows…And the Evidence is So Stinkin’ Cute

Last week, I was cleaning out some papers from the desk (a job that needed to be done a long time ago but I just put it off) and came across the little card from the hospital that they put Thing 1′s foot prints on when he was born.

(If that wasn’t a run on sentence, I don’t know what was!)

They were so little!

And he’s so…NOT!

And then all my months of looking through pinterest for great, cute, photo opportunities that make me wish pinterest was around when my children were in-utero paid off.

“Lay down on the couch with your feet on the end,” I said to him.

“What?” a puzzled look on his face.  ”Why?”

My children are used to my hair brained ideas and schemes.

“Just lay down.  I want a picture of your feet,” I said, iPhone ready to snap a picture.

He did as he was asked.

Then I positioned the little index card between his feet, careful not to give him a paper cut.

He wasn’t thrilled but he humored me.

As I went to snap the picture, I noticed dirt on his feet.

I took the little card out, wiped his feet, and put it back in.

“Mom.  Hurry up!” he said.

“Well, I can’t put your feet on the internet looking like that,” I responded.  (I mean seriously!  What will people think of me?)

And then I snapped the picture!

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I was so tickled!

“When you’re 32, I’m going to print out this picture and have you lay on the couch again and put this picture between your toes and take another picture,” I said… beaming.

“Mom,” he started. “You won’t know where that picture is in 16 years.”

Deflated I was, but I knew he was right.

So here I am… blogging about it (and pinning it because it is an AWESOME picture idea…)

hopefully, in 16 years, when he’s 32 and I’m… sixteen years older, I’ll be able to remember to take that picture.

Because my grandkids will love it!

(linking up with iPhone Friday… even though it’s Saturday…)

Until next time…