Wow, this blog has propelled me into the limelight and now there is just no hiding from my hoards of admirers. Its pretty awesome and I'm trying to be humble but its hard when you are just so stinking famous.
Ok, I exaggerate. One person recognized me. Ok, and I guess if you accidentally leave your blog address at the bottom of an email that you send out to a club with over 100 people in it chances are someone will be curious (or bored) enough to check it out. Well, and we had chatted before at the Y before she recognized me from my blog (Hi Sarah) but it still TOTALLY made my day.
Anyway, do you want to know what I learned over Memorial Day weekend? I learned that if you lose your child in Lowe's they have a whole procedure that they go through and this cool code on the loud speaker and everything. Pretty cool in theory except when it is your blond boy who is missing and you are just imagining him wandering off with a stranger or running into the parking lot in a panic. As it turns out he wasn't lost for long. Ryan and I split up (he took Ainsley and I took Reid) and after I ran to the front so they could put their Lost Child Procedure into action I circled a couple times before I spotted Ryan with a shopping cart containing one more child then when I'd seen him last. Jake wasn't scared at all. He was running around in the back of the store having a ball. Anyway, times like these are when I know people are looking at me and my offspring and they are just dying to throw me down on the ground right there and tie my tubes for me.
And maybe I should let them.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
HAPPY 8th ANNIVERSARY
Eight years ago today I married my best friend. It was the best decision I've ever made (with the caveat of giving my life to Jesus - but that just seems to be in a whole other category). Its been an amazing ride and I wouldn't change a thing.
The song that is now playing on my blog has become "our song" - especially over this last deployment. It absolutely says it all and I still cry every time I hear this song. So turn up your speakers, sit back, and listen to my love story.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Ok, so my goal this post is to not write all about my children but take my focus off them for two seconds and write about me. So that is your warning that this might be boring and probably not overly funny but I'm going to indulge my narcissistic tendencies for a few minutes. Don't you just love that word . . . those are words you throw around a lot when you are married to a clinical psychologist.
A couple months ago my friend (who I'll name later if she gives me permission - right now I'll call her N) asked if I wanted to team up with her and another friend (I'll call A) to do a triathlon together as a team. The idea being that N would swim, A would bike and I would do the run. I was totally excited. It is fun to have a goal in mind when I'm running and I've wanted to do a race for a while but pregnancy kept getting in the way. So we settled on one in August at Falls Creek Falls here in TN. We are going to make a weekend trip out of it with our families which I'm sure will add an element of stress. But still totally exciting. So my part is a 10K run and while I run a lot I don't often have quite the time to get in 6 miles but in preparation for the race I'm going to try and do a run a little over 6 miles at least once a week. Yesterday I headed out for my first run since my strep relapse and my goal was to go about 48 minutes at a moderate pace and then measure it later to see what I'd accomplished. Well, the run went great, I was tired but not dead at the end and later when I clocked it I found I'd run just shy of 6 1/2 miles. I was so excited. Now I have a definite time goal to work for (I want to do it in under 45 mintues - as the race gets closer I'll decide how far under). So that is some blathering about my personal endeavor!
This weekend has been great. It seems like it just keeps going and going and going. When Ryan is gone I LOATHE weekends but when he is home they are so fantastic. It seriously blows my mind what a difference a couple weeks makes in our life. Friday I sent Ry off to play golf while I took the kiddos to an ice cream social that was tons of fun. We had some friends from group over for a cookout including the new dentist and his family so we've managed to expand our circle of health care providers that we have an "in" with. And I never met a doctor/dentist that I couldn't take advantage of with some crisis so its always awesome to have fresh meat. Saturday it was my turn for some me time (I told Ryan he could play golf as long as he wanted as long as I got that same amount of time later in the weekend for myself) so I shopped, got my toes done (because as my hilarious friend Christin says they were "skanky") ate some lunch . . . it was awesome. And now we are enjoying a family day today. Rock on. Peace out.
A couple months ago my friend (who I'll name later if she gives me permission - right now I'll call her N) asked if I wanted to team up with her and another friend (I'll call A) to do a triathlon together as a team. The idea being that N would swim, A would bike and I would do the run. I was totally excited. It is fun to have a goal in mind when I'm running and I've wanted to do a race for a while but pregnancy kept getting in the way. So we settled on one in August at Falls Creek Falls here in TN. We are going to make a weekend trip out of it with our families which I'm sure will add an element of stress. But still totally exciting. So my part is a 10K run and while I run a lot I don't often have quite the time to get in 6 miles but in preparation for the race I'm going to try and do a run a little over 6 miles at least once a week. Yesterday I headed out for my first run since my strep relapse and my goal was to go about 48 minutes at a moderate pace and then measure it later to see what I'd accomplished. Well, the run went great, I was tired but not dead at the end and later when I clocked it I found I'd run just shy of 6 1/2 miles. I was so excited. Now I have a definite time goal to work for (I want to do it in under 45 mintues - as the race gets closer I'll decide how far under). So that is some blathering about my personal endeavor!
This weekend has been great. It seems like it just keeps going and going and going. When Ryan is gone I LOATHE weekends but when he is home they are so fantastic. It seriously blows my mind what a difference a couple weeks makes in our life. Friday I sent Ry off to play golf while I took the kiddos to an ice cream social that was tons of fun. We had some friends from group over for a cookout including the new dentist and his family so we've managed to expand our circle of health care providers that we have an "in" with. And I never met a doctor/dentist that I couldn't take advantage of with some crisis so its always awesome to have fresh meat. Saturday it was my turn for some me time (I told Ryan he could play golf as long as he wanted as long as I got that same amount of time later in the weekend for myself) so I shopped, got my toes done (because as my hilarious friend Christin says they were "skanky") ate some lunch . . . it was awesome. And now we are enjoying a family day today. Rock on. Peace out.
Friday, May 23, 2008
The Dress
So, my mom (who is a really amazing seamstress) sews Ainsley really adorable stuff all the time. This last dress she really outdid herself with all the extra touches and embellishments it is just incredibly cute. Problem is Ainsley goes crazy-psycho when the dress comes within five feet of her. Even before I ever put it on her for the first time she was crying. So today we decided to just put it on and eventually she'd get over it. Well, scroll down to see what happened.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Some pics
It was a big week around here. Last week of school for Jake and Ainsley and a gymnastics outing with MOMS Club that was a blast. Nonny also sent a big box of clothes for the kids so there are pics of that too.
I'm an idiot
OK, so I admit it, I'm stupid. Did I mention that I got strep throat a couple of weeks ago? It was the day before Ryan arrived home . . . Well, the problem is I could NOT remember to take my antibiotics. I tried so hard and while I can remember every dose when my kids are sick it just completely counfounded me when it came to medicating myself. After about 12 days of my on-again-off-again relationship with Penicillin VK I gave up. The final blow was when Reid developed a nasty yeast infection as a result of the medicine in my body that he was receiving through my milk. I thought I was super mom and I could handle it, nothing could touch me. Boy was I wrong.
I woke up for Reid's 5 a.m. feeding and my throat hurt like the dickens. It only got worse all day and so Ryan called our group doctor friend who confirmed that I'm stupid and that my strep was back. And now I had made it into super power strep because I just taught it how to kick Penicillin's ass. So, dear doctor called in a rx for me. I had to vow to take the whole round and to write 100 times "I am STUPID" on the chalkboard. What cracked me up was dear doctor describing to Ryan that Penicillin functions more as a sniper while Augmentin (the new med) is more of a cluster bomb. Army guys, gotta love 'em.
To make matters worse I was supposed to go out tonight for an FRG coffee and one of my favorite restaurants and then meet a bunch of girls for a Grey's Anatomy party to watch the finale (but more importantly to have chocolate fondue). Serves me right I guess.
And while I'm at it with this eternally long post let me add that tonight Ainsley learned how to crawl out of her crib. I was down in Reid's room doing his last feeding while Ryan cut the grass. All of the sudden I hear little feet running and then Ainsley saying "DADDY!!!" while she tried to open the storm door to get to him. I jump up with Reid hanging on for dear life to find that little sneak just pleased as pie with herself and her new trick. Ryan put her back, I finished feeding Reid and wander out of his room to find Ainsley's door open but her nowhere to be found. Well, I found her and Jake playing in his closet, trying to put on dress up clothes - they were having such fun together it was hard to be stern. But I put her back. I put her back again, and again, and again (the last couple times involved spankings) . . . so this brings a whole new element of fun and excitment to our household.
I woke up for Reid's 5 a.m. feeding and my throat hurt like the dickens. It only got worse all day and so Ryan called our group doctor friend who confirmed that I'm stupid and that my strep was back. And now I had made it into super power strep because I just taught it how to kick Penicillin's ass. So, dear doctor called in a rx for me. I had to vow to take the whole round and to write 100 times "I am STUPID" on the chalkboard. What cracked me up was dear doctor describing to Ryan that Penicillin functions more as a sniper while Augmentin (the new med) is more of a cluster bomb. Army guys, gotta love 'em.
To make matters worse I was supposed to go out tonight for an FRG coffee and one of my favorite restaurants and then meet a bunch of girls for a Grey's Anatomy party to watch the finale (but more importantly to have chocolate fondue). Serves me right I guess.
And while I'm at it with this eternally long post let me add that tonight Ainsley learned how to crawl out of her crib. I was down in Reid's room doing his last feeding while Ryan cut the grass. All of the sudden I hear little feet running and then Ainsley saying "DADDY!!!" while she tried to open the storm door to get to him. I jump up with Reid hanging on for dear life to find that little sneak just pleased as pie with herself and her new trick. Ryan put her back, I finished feeding Reid and wander out of his room to find Ainsley's door open but her nowhere to be found. Well, I found her and Jake playing in his closet, trying to put on dress up clothes - they were having such fun together it was hard to be stern. But I put her back. I put her back again, and again, and again (the last couple times involved spankings) . . . so this brings a whole new element of fun and excitment to our household.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Maybe Tomorrow . . .
Good Monday morning to ya! What a great weekend. It was so busy my head is still spinning but I LOVE being busy especially when its super fun busy. Group date night on Friday was a blast at a yummy new sushi restaurant, Saturday we picked strawberries (ran into "the twins" from A's preschool class and she was in heaven to have her boyfriends there) and hosted a shower for a dear friend and ended the evening with a few batches of freezer jam. Sunday we had a wonderful morning of worship, Jake and I had a great (but very chilly) time at a birthday pool party and then ended the evening at a cookout with at our favorite cookout spot with some of our favorite cookout people. I'm so pleased with the weekend ;)
So, anyway, I've meant to post for a long time why this blog has the name Maybe Tomorrow. Well, Jake often goes through short phases where a certain phrase rules his vocab and for a while it was "maybe tomorrow". It was the cutest thing ever. Jake would ask us to do something and anytime we would say "no" his response would be a very sweet "maybe tomorrow". It was just so precious in spirit and attitude and made it so easy on us if we had to let him down on something. So, an example conversation would be:
"Mom, can we go outside and swim?"
"No Jake, its to cold, we have to wait until summer."
"Maybe tomorrow".
'Ok, Jake, maybe tomorrow."
As with all phases that one ended and I miss it. I loved when he would say that. His new phrase is "You've GOTTA be KIDDING me". Very cute too.
So, anyway, I've meant to post for a long time why this blog has the name Maybe Tomorrow. Well, Jake often goes through short phases where a certain phrase rules his vocab and for a while it was "maybe tomorrow". It was the cutest thing ever. Jake would ask us to do something and anytime we would say "no" his response would be a very sweet "maybe tomorrow". It was just so precious in spirit and attitude and made it so easy on us if we had to let him down on something. So, an example conversation would be:
"Mom, can we go outside and swim?"
"No Jake, its to cold, we have to wait until summer."
"Maybe tomorrow".
'Ok, Jake, maybe tomorrow."
As with all phases that one ended and I miss it. I loved when he would say that. His new phrase is "You've GOTTA be KIDDING me". Very cute too.
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