15 Years of That Man O’Mine

Today, March 23, is our 15th wedding anniversary. We are celebrating with him in the Oakland airport flying home from Seattle the round about way and me on my bed homeschooling children. To make everything better, I bought a shirt that reads I HEART MY HUBBY. All is right with the world again. Or, it will be as soon as he gets here to see that I am an athletic supporter. Additionally, I have compiled a list of things I like about that guy. 1. He is hot. Seriously. Not many girls can say that about their husbands after nearly…

Back In Reno Sans The Man

Washington is truly a beautiful state. Well, the 30 mile radius we visited. Beautiful. We got to be a little touristy and visit the Pike(s) Place(s) Market(s)*. Most of it was closed, but it was amazingly clean. After living in Nevada for so long, I am not sure how I feel about living in a place with no nudity and no garbage strewn about. I DID have my picture made beneath the very first Starbucks sign ever hung, but the line was too long to get a drink. The sun even peeked through the clouds and shooed them away at…

The Neighbor.. Again

I am considering making Dillan a regular on my blog. That kid is a hoot. Like a really funny owl. He knocked on my door when the kids and I were gone, and only The Man was home. Remember when Dillan is nine? The Man: Hey Dillan; what’s up? Dillan: Hey. Can Eli play? The Man: No, sorry. He isn’t home right now. Dillan (pauses): Are you guys moving to Washington? The Man: Well, it’s a possibility. Dillan (with the straightest face EVER): Like, how much? What’s the percentage? The Man (stifles giggle in the face of the most serious…

The Things You Learn

Through all of this lay off crapola (yes, it is a word. Look it up. If it isn’t there, get a new dictionary.) I have realized a few things about myself: I do not like to exercise or keep to my schedule (hence my load of laundry, my list of books read, and my once again chubby belly. BAH) Also, I am an emotional eater (hence, my chubby belly and the ever growing pile o junk food) Finally, I use hence more often. hence. To stick to my plan of yelling (in my mind) SUCK IT SATAN as often as…

BAH

I do not sleep well when my husband is out of town. My mind goes a gazillion miles per hour and no longer coincide with my body schedule the second The Man leaves the city. Yesterday, he and some other boys drove to Nampa, Idaho to test for their fire department. I made my kids tuck me in for a change of pace and read Water for Elephants until my eyes were bleary. About three hours into the middle of the night, I awoke and couldn’t go back to sleep. I turned my side table lamp on and finished reading….

Neighbors

Sometimes you hear horror stories about neighbors. We certainly have our fair share of weirdos on our street, the least of which is one neighbor with an uncanny resemblance to Kirk from Gilmore Girls. But, this week, I was reminded why neighbors can be awesome. The following conversation took place between me and the 9 year-old-oh-so-innocent boy next door. I love him, and I will cry if we have to move away from him. Me: Hey, Dillan, come on in. Eli is almost done with his school work. You can go upstairs to his room and play, or you can…

Nuhm-bers

2 The number of m’s on Taco Bell’s “Coming Soon” sign. Sigh. It’s as if they hate me. 3 The number of Gilmore Girls episodes I watched in bed yesterday 1 the number of papers I wrote this week (all in all not many) 2 the number of newsletters I am supposed to write and publish this week 10 the number of random things that keep bouncing through my brain at 6:30 am because I keep forgetting to do them 2 the number of needles my sewing machine ate as if to say “in your face loser.” 10 the number…

Sam

Scene: the dinner table mid-dinner somewhere between threat and punishment number 11 all geared toward Samuel (4 years old). Me: Sam! Sit UP, son. Have manners or leave my table.Sam: (in a super sweet voice, just quiet enough to blend in with the other three conversations happening at my table) you are stupid.Me: (eyes narrow, teeth clench, spanking hand revs up!)WHAT did you just say to me?Sam: (in an even sweeter OH-how-I-love-you-voice)You are pretty. (followed by the smile of innocent)Me: I do NOT think you just said that. I THINK you said a bad word, and if you do NOT…

Don’t Ask if You Don’t Want to Know

I often tell my children not to ask questions if they don’t want to know the answers. Do I look cute? Well, I would change….Do these jeans make my butt look fat? A little.Do you think I am rude? Sometimes.DON’T ASK if you don’t want to know. This is a motto that could never be said enough. So, when the douche bags at Bank of America asked me what I thought of my last customer service experience, I told them: Over a decade ago, Bank of America “shined” when money was taken out of my account by mistake (YOUR mistake,…

Frugal MaGoo

That’s my code name. My friend Jessica Locke introduced me to the world of couponing on a whole new level. She invited me over for a one on one tutorial of how to work the neighborhood Walgreens for the best deals. There is some planning involved, but these crazy ladies make it a lot easier. Check out these websites for some smokin’ deals: Totally TargetWild for WagsDiscount QueensFrugal Coupon Living These are my favorite. There are some repeat deals, but worth looking into. Now that The Man is nearing the receipt of his final paycheck, I am trying to do…

Keep the Sabbath

Keeping the Sabbath is vital to my well-being. It’s vital to yours as well or the Bible wouldn’t tell you to be a part of it. Actually, it says to remember it. So, each Sunday, I relax, rest, remember, reflect, and usually I read. Today I am sort of doing all of those. Yesterday, my shuggah-mamma, Erin H. agreed to peruse the book store with me. Then, she bought me books and a desk-top Office quote of the day calendar. One of the books is by a favorite author, Rob Bell. This one is called Drops Like Stars. I started…

Psalm 127

For anyone who doubts that reading your Bible is not worth the time, I have to disagree. Now, I know what you are thinking, “Of course reading the Bible is worth my time.” But tomorrow morning you follow that up with, “UGH, I just don’t have time to read my Bible.” Sort of two different sentences, but sort of not. We all have the same amount of time, really. It’s what we put as our greatest priority that gets our resources, time, focus, and energy. I say all of this not to point fingers (although mocking IS one of my…

Doubt

OH THE DOUBT.Where do you stuff it when it is too big to fit anywhere inconspicuously?So, suckiness is happening. My first reaction is a desperate need to have an answer to the questions. Then, I said, “Lord help me not to need answers.”This is the toughest spot I have ever found myself in. God has equipped me to be a problem solver, a leader, a go-getter, a warrior, a take-no-crap-from-nobody girl. He has also created me just as he created everyone else: in need of Him alone. So as I look around me, I am scrambling to find that sweet…