Hubby's Home

He was out of town for work for a few days this week and got back home last night. I feel so much better. It's completely ridiculous how incompasitated I feel when we're apart but what can I say I love every minute that we're together. The night times apart are pure TORTURE, an empty bed stinks- its so cold and lonely- and its a different kind of sleep, definatley not as sound. And it sucks worse when you're the one that gets "left" at home because your mind is not occupied with out of the ordinary things (like the spouse's who is out of town). And so I was "left" at home with my thoughts which can be dangerous. I think of all the what if's and things I could have done or shouldn't have done and get nostalgic which makes it WORSE! I would like to say I did better this time than in the past but I still hate it. Gracie, the hyperacitve lab, found TWO roaches by the door on two different evenings- I don't do bugs- but I had to- what is up with that. She missed him too, so much so that she pooped in the house! I know she's two y/o and that's completely uncalled for but what do you do- she was beside herself in agony. I realized while he was gone the harmony that our life is together. How much I truly enjoy doing things with him and for him. Our morning routine for example is nice and cozy and sweet sounding, someone makes lunches while someone else irons the clothes. My morning routine and every day period without him is like "the most annoying sound in the world" from dumb and dumber. Its painful and you just want it to stop.

Baby- You are the biggest blessing God has ever given me and I'm so glad your home baby!. P.S.You can never leave again! just kidding- kind of!

Humerous Homonym

So some of the Beavers were gathered for our weekly Sunday lunch yesterday. After lunch my nephew, John Keil (will be 4 y/o in Sept), was in the playroom.He came into the living room and handed his dad one of those kids meal prizes asking him to open it. I'm assuming he thought it would be crayons because it was rectangular and wrapped in cardboard. So Nathan opened it up and it was a cassette tape. John Keil inquired what it was and Nathan replied "its a tape buddy." He then took his prize and walked off. Not two minutes later he came back into the living room with the cassette tape in one hand and the inerds (the part that makes it have sound) hanging down to the ground. He stated in a exasperated tone "It's not tearing off! It won't tear off!" He thought it was sticky tape not listening tape becuase he being born in 2004 has never incountered a cassette tape! I tired to tell him it was like a CD that you listen to- then he said "Oh!" like 'Why didn't you jokers say that in the first place!"

Blogversary! a couple days late

The blog is officially one year old as of July 9th! Can you believe it- not me no siree bob. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had recently started work at my "real job" and had access to high speed internet and started reading other peoples blogs and thought ... I wanna do this. It was as Jeremy would say "the perfect storm." So I did, I started a blog.I think it was harder at first because I was too busy editing myself (content not grammar...boo grammar!) that it made for a somewhat mundane blog. Fast forward to today- i post this blog with confidence not that people will read it and enjoy it but confidence that I am ... Wait I was just about to tell a big BIG lie! of course I write partly to entertain okay maybe even mostly. but the other small part is to share what is going on with those who may choose to care. And I am confident in that, that there are people out there that care and some of them even read this blog. So moooving on.

My goals for the next year in blogdom are to
- post more often
- include pictures more often
- say what is really on my mind however random that may be
- attempt to be transparent. why? cuz that's how i roll

So I hope the next year of blogging is even better than the first.

major haircut!

So this happened before Christmas and I have been meaning to post about it. So seven months later it comes to be. Here is the before My my wasn't that the longest hair! How did I ever manage? During the haricut- that's my sweet friend since the 3rd grade and stylist extrodionare Jessica We were trying to get it as short as possible while also adhereing to the requirements of locks of love. It got hairy there for a minute. Get it.. hairy! and after So why doesn't it ever look that good when I try and fix it! and here we are, two proud women. I'm proud because my head is about 10 lbs lighter (insert intelligence joke here) and Jess is proud because she finally go to do what she had been dying to do for years- chop off all that hair. And I think Jessica wouldn't mind me adding that she never wears a ball cap to work but came in on that day just to do MY hair (and her mom's but you get the idea) so if you ever see her in person she has uber cute hair too!