August 11, 2010
Introductions:
Well, here he is, Ransom Nathaniel Wilson in all his glory... he finally arrived on Monday, August 9th 2010 ( 8, 9, 10...awesome date!) and when I say finally I'm talking 36 hours of hard laboring. WHEW! Did I earn that epideral! But, I'm getting ahead of myself! I'll tell you the full labor/delivery story shortly but for now, here's a picture of Mr. Ransom in his 8 lbs 1 oz, 20 inches long glory...
August 06, 2010
Meditating...
So in honor of my "due date"...( what a joke that is!!) here is what I've meditated on this morning...you know, just in case it helps move things along ;-)
Is 35: 9 No lion will be there,
nor will any ferocious beast get up on it;
they will not be found there.
But only the redeemed will walk there,
10 and the RANSOMED of the Lord will return.
They will enter Zion with singing;
everlasting joy will crown their heads.
Gladness and joy will overtake them,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.
Jer. 31: 11 For the Lord will RANSOM Jacob
and redeem them from the hand of those stronger than they.
Hosea 13:14 "I will RANSOM them from the power of the grave ;
I will redeem them from death.
Where, O death, are your plagues?
Where, O grave, is your destruction?
Is 35: 9 No lion will be there,
nor will any ferocious beast get up on it;
they will not be found there.
But only the redeemed will walk there,
10 and the RANSOMED of the Lord will return.
They will enter Zion with singing;
everlasting joy will crown their heads.
Gladness and joy will overtake them,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.
Jer. 31: 11 For the Lord will RANSOM Jacob
and redeem them from the hand of those stronger than they.
Hosea 13:14 "I will RANSOM them from the power of the grave ;
I will redeem them from death.
Where, O death, are your plagues?
Where, O grave, is your destruction?
August 05, 2010
It must be a pillow
So, I am currently torn between two conflicting emotions-one is that I am annoyed/afraid by all the comments from everyone that my stomach is looking so small ( he measures pretty small too..but this COULD be because he's moved down so low into my pelvis..) and it makes me feel somehow guilty or bad that he isn't bigger, like maybe I didn't eat enough carrots ( gross!) or something during my pregnancy. And I can't STOP myself from comparing my stomach size to other women and it DOES seem like I look smaller than most women who's due date is TOMORROW.
The other part of me is really really tired of being giant. And that's right. I feel giant and I look giant. How can I say this while I just said I looked smaller than other women...eh. I blame hormones. But, believe me...ITS POSSIBLE TO BE BOTH.
I'm also really starting to pray hard that Ransom will come on his own. I so do not want to be induced!!! And yet, I'm already feeling discouraged that he'll never EVER come out if left to his own devices! He just seems to DARN HAPPY to continue kicking my ribs and causing heartburn forever and ever.
The other part of me is really really tired of being giant. And that's right. I feel giant and I look giant. How can I say this while I just said I looked smaller than other women...eh. I blame hormones. But, believe me...ITS POSSIBLE TO BE BOTH.
I'm also really starting to pray hard that Ransom will come on his own. I so do not want to be induced!!! And yet, I'm already feeling discouraged that he'll never EVER come out if left to his own devices! He just seems to DARN HAPPY to continue kicking my ribs and causing heartburn forever and ever.
August 03, 2010
August...the scary month
So here we are! Its August!!! (!!!)
I'm using extra exclamation marks because seriously that's how it has been written in my mind for months and months. August is the month of Baby and the month of Ranger School.
The two scariest things in Brett and Abigail's lives.
Now, just to be clear, one of them is a good kinda scary the kind of scary that you're like, "Hey, it would be super duper awesome if this scary-awesome thing would just go ahead and COME ALREADY." ( And that would be Baby Ransom).
But the other scary thing, Ranger School...well, I suppose it some ways even though its not a good kind of scary, I think we're pretty ready for it to come too.
You see, Ranger School , has been a part of Brett and my life together from the beginning. In fact, in some ways it PUNCTUATED the beginning. Brett went to Ranger School when he was a 2nd Lieutenant and he and I had just renewed a friendship. Before he left for this super scary ( yet I really had NO IDEA what it was) school he asked me if I'd write him letters while he was there...and so I did...and thus began our Romance of Sorts.
However, Brett did not make it through in one go ( if go to the link that I left you above, you'll find out that Ranger School is divided into sections and you can be recycled at any of those section) in fact, he did not make it through in TWO goes...and while he, in the end, he passed each section-there was a caveat that said if you had more "no goes" ( which is what they say when you get recycled) than "goes"-than you get kicked out.
And so there Brett was...he'd put in many grueling months of basic torture ( and that's NOT an exaggeration) only to be told he'd failed.
Now, I'm starting to get into Brett's story here...which is not fair, since this blog is called "Abigail's Day" not "Brett's Day"...but I'm just telling you this little bit of information so that you'll understand that Ranger School has hung over the heads of Brett and Abigail our whole marriage. Its the thing that didn't get completed, its the thing that defines so many Infantry officers and yet, here we were...lacking.
Or so we thought. I think God has done a lot of work in both our lives in the last few years and neither of us is the same person we were when Brett first went through Ranger School. And yet there is always a little part of you that fears that you HAVEN'T changed that much and that it WILL be just as awful this time around...WORSE even!! (!!)
There are parts of me that wonder just HOW we will go on if Brett doesn't make it through again, or what I'll say as encouragement when things get rough ( which I'm sure they will), or just how I'm going to cope with a brand new baby while my husband is off facing this "mountain". But those are all fears too. And so that's what I've been doing lately. Trying to identify fear.
Fear is a nasty little sucker who likes to lie and cheat you out of life ( or at least the living of it in true abundant form) and often times fear is what absolutely keeps us from the Joy that we have in Christ.
My dear blogger friends I'm going ahead and airing my fears to you today so that you'll know...so that you'll be praying for myself and for Brett as we face August ( and several months after...) that we'll be able to face our fears with not our own strength but with the Grace and Faith that comes from above.
And hopefully at the end of it all, we'll be able to rejoice together when these fears are officially conquered...
But, for now, we wait...we wait on a baby who's still happily chillin in my tummy...and for August 22nd which is when Brett reports to Ranger School...
I'm using extra exclamation marks because seriously that's how it has been written in my mind for months and months. August is the month of Baby and the month of Ranger School.
The two scariest things in Brett and Abigail's lives.
Now, just to be clear, one of them is a good kinda scary the kind of scary that you're like, "Hey, it would be super duper awesome if this scary-awesome thing would just go ahead and COME ALREADY." ( And that would be Baby Ransom).
But the other scary thing, Ranger School...well, I suppose it some ways even though its not a good kind of scary, I think we're pretty ready for it to come too.
You see, Ranger School , has been a part of Brett and my life together from the beginning. In fact, in some ways it PUNCTUATED the beginning. Brett went to Ranger School when he was a 2nd Lieutenant and he and I had just renewed a friendship. Before he left for this super scary ( yet I really had NO IDEA what it was) school he asked me if I'd write him letters while he was there...and so I did...and thus began our Romance of Sorts.
However, Brett did not make it through in one go ( if go to the link that I left you above, you'll find out that Ranger School is divided into sections and you can be recycled at any of those section) in fact, he did not make it through in TWO goes...and while he, in the end, he passed each section-there was a caveat that said if you had more "no goes" ( which is what they say when you get recycled) than "goes"-than you get kicked out.
And so there Brett was...he'd put in many grueling months of basic torture ( and that's NOT an exaggeration) only to be told he'd failed.
Now, I'm starting to get into Brett's story here...which is not fair, since this blog is called "Abigail's Day" not "Brett's Day"...but I'm just telling you this little bit of information so that you'll understand that Ranger School has hung over the heads of Brett and Abigail our whole marriage. Its the thing that didn't get completed, its the thing that defines so many Infantry officers and yet, here we were...lacking.
Or so we thought. I think God has done a lot of work in both our lives in the last few years and neither of us is the same person we were when Brett first went through Ranger School. And yet there is always a little part of you that fears that you HAVEN'T changed that much and that it WILL be just as awful this time around...WORSE even!! (!!)
There are parts of me that wonder just HOW we will go on if Brett doesn't make it through again, or what I'll say as encouragement when things get rough ( which I'm sure they will), or just how I'm going to cope with a brand new baby while my husband is off facing this "mountain". But those are all fears too. And so that's what I've been doing lately. Trying to identify fear.
Fear is a nasty little sucker who likes to lie and cheat you out of life ( or at least the living of it in true abundant form) and often times fear is what absolutely keeps us from the Joy that we have in Christ.
My dear blogger friends I'm going ahead and airing my fears to you today so that you'll know...so that you'll be praying for myself and for Brett as we face August ( and several months after...) that we'll be able to face our fears with not our own strength but with the Grace and Faith that comes from above.
And hopefully at the end of it all, we'll be able to rejoice together when these fears are officially conquered...
But, for now, we wait...we wait on a baby who's still happily chillin in my tummy...and for August 22nd which is when Brett reports to Ranger School...
July 27, 2010
A little memory between 6am and 8am.
This morning I woke up at 6am to pee for the fifteen millionth time that night....but I could NOT go back to sleep. Somewhere between the bathroom and the bed I started to worry and I just couldn't stop.
I thought about all the things I need to do before this baby is born.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong during a birth.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong after a birth.
I thought about those sweet people who have said they'd travel long distances to see us after Ransom is born...and then all the things that could make their visit no fun.
I thought about lack of sleep and hormones raging ( Ironically what was happening right then...)
I thought about Brett going to Ranger School.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong at Ranger School.
I thought about how much I was going to miss Brett during Ranger School.
It was a nasty deluge of worry.
But, somewhere in the midst of that fog I was reminded of a song...
Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure....
When I was little I remember there where times when Papa would just "randomly" tell us all that we were going to sing this hymn and so we would. Our little family all driving in the car singing, or sitting around the dinner table.
At the time I didn't think much of it, but now looking back and knowing that there were, quite possibly, any number of things going wrong in my parents grown-up world at that moment....that all of us singing together, this particular hymn, was actually rather significant and important.
Sometimes it is just good to let the Devil know that we remember....we remember who our Help is, who our Defense is, and just where our true Home is....
Sometimes its good to sing. Or, if you're lying in bed with a sleeping husband its good to think the words really loudly.
I thought about all the things I need to do before this baby is born.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong during a birth.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong after a birth.
I thought about those sweet people who have said they'd travel long distances to see us after Ransom is born...and then all the things that could make their visit no fun.
I thought about lack of sleep and hormones raging ( Ironically what was happening right then...)
I thought about Brett going to Ranger School.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong at Ranger School.
I thought about how much I was going to miss Brett during Ranger School.
It was a nasty deluge of worry.
But, somewhere in the midst of that fog I was reminded of a song...
Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure....
When I was little I remember there where times when Papa would just "randomly" tell us all that we were going to sing this hymn and so we would. Our little family all driving in the car singing, or sitting around the dinner table.
At the time I didn't think much of it, but now looking back and knowing that there were, quite possibly, any number of things going wrong in my parents grown-up world at that moment....that all of us singing together, this particular hymn, was actually rather significant and important.
Sometimes it is just good to let the Devil know that we remember....we remember who our Help is, who our Defense is, and just where our true Home is....
Sometimes its good to sing. Or, if you're lying in bed with a sleeping husband its good to think the words really loudly.
July 24, 2010
Continuing on...
Its official! I've got a cold...which is kinda funny because usually every time my sister and I see each other, one of us is sick and then the other of us gets sick because I guess we're sensitive to each others germs...well, now that she's got a daughter I guess we passed on that little trait and I must have caught poor Kilsyth's cold. :-(
But, if there was ever a person who I do not begrudge for giving me a cold its THAT adorable little girlie ( I miss her).
And on that note, I'll continue with what I started yesterday...and today we'll be looking at the bedrooms of our home as seen through my iphone:
First, Ransom's room...please take note of the mobile. I think it turned out pretty great ( Thanks again, Katie and Thomas! I get so many comments on it!!)
Here's the guest room, my favorite thing is the duvet cover:
And finally, the master bedroom, which my favorite thing there is probably all the windows ( though you can't seen some of them in the picture, you get the idea..it use to be a sunroom...)
But, if there was ever a person who I do not begrudge for giving me a cold its THAT adorable little girlie ( I miss her).
And on that note, I'll continue with what I started yesterday...and today we'll be looking at the bedrooms of our home as seen through my iphone:
First, Ransom's room...please take note of the mobile. I think it turned out pretty great ( Thanks again, Katie and Thomas! I get so many comments on it!!)
Here's the guest room, my favorite thing is the duvet cover:
And finally, the master bedroom, which my favorite thing there is probably all the windows ( though you can't seen some of them in the picture, you get the idea..it use to be a sunroom...)
July 23, 2010
the new toy
So, I got my iphone4 in the mail yesterday...and since I'd just prayed against distractions ( at the time I was meeting with my friend Keri to plan a workshop that we'll be leading at the Navigators Fall Conference), it was TRULY a miracle that I was able to "put it away" until today...but today I've been enamored with my new toy. The best part? Most DEFINITELY the camera! The pictures are awesome! And I looove having the option of a flash! YAY!
( The worst part is indeed the poor reception. I'm going to definitely have to get a booster...bad job, apple, bad job.)
But it was a good day to have a new camera at my finger tips since it was J-Money's ( jaymon) 30th Birthday party...and so I needed to have picture taking abilities at every turn. Good times.
But, since the boys are still partying it out in the living room right now ( watching Dumb and Dumber on the movie projector big screen) I'm going to celebrate my new toy by showing you a couple of pictures I snapped this afternoon of our house.
We'll start with the dining room...
my favorite thing in the dining room is most definitely our Hall of Fame picture wall.
Then head on into the living room...
My favorite things in the living room are the built in bookshelves and the decision to put a large mirror in front of the fire place.
( The worst part is indeed the poor reception. I'm going to definitely have to get a booster...bad job, apple, bad job.)
But it was a good day to have a new camera at my finger tips since it was J-Money's ( jaymon) 30th Birthday party...and so I needed to have picture taking abilities at every turn. Good times.
But, since the boys are still partying it out in the living room right now ( watching Dumb and Dumber on the movie projector big screen) I'm going to celebrate my new toy by showing you a couple of pictures I snapped this afternoon of our house.
We'll start with the dining room...
my favorite thing in the dining room is most definitely our Hall of Fame picture wall.
Then head on into the living room...
My favorite things in the living room are the built in bookshelves and the decision to put a large mirror in front of the fire place.
July 22, 2010
What I've been doing....
So, for the past four days I've been preoccupied by this...
That's right!! Brett and I got to hang out with Anna, Ryan and Kilsyth...my adorable adorable niece. It was so much fun having them come visit and letting Kilsy try out Ransom's baby room and getting to see what our house will be like with a baby in it! Of course, its particularly great when you're not the one having to get up and feed the baby in the middle of the night...haha! But it definitely made me more excited about finally getting Ransom here in person.
In other news, we're officially two weeks away from my due date, and while its hard to say what "progressing towards labor" actually is...I have been feeling totally queasy for the past two days and according to google that could mean my body is getting ready for giving birth...we'll see!!
That's right!! Brett and I got to hang out with Anna, Ryan and Kilsyth...my adorable adorable niece. It was so much fun having them come visit and letting Kilsy try out Ransom's baby room and getting to see what our house will be like with a baby in it! Of course, its particularly great when you're not the one having to get up and feed the baby in the middle of the night...haha! But it definitely made me more excited about finally getting Ransom here in person.
In other news, we're officially two weeks away from my due date, and while its hard to say what "progressing towards labor" actually is...I have been feeling totally queasy for the past two days and according to google that could mean my body is getting ready for giving birth...we'll see!!
July 16, 2010
The horrors of Christian Peer Pressure
So, I have three weeks until my due date. That's right. Three. And I'm really starting to feel it in every bone, muscle, ligament and acid reflux-y part of my body.
Which is why I decided to choose today, of all days to get up and go to Friday Morning Prayer. Which, incidentally starts at 5am on the dot ( which, if you're counting and I most CERTAINLY am...means you have to get out of bed in the FOURS). Now, up until this point I've used my "pregnancy" to not get up at this unholy hour and do holy things...but then, at our Sunday Night Bible study the girl that had HER baby a month ago ( THAT'S RIGHT! A MONTH!) said that she was going to be going...and so, it was then that I felt the Christian Peer Pressure strongly upon me, and I knew that I could no longer use pregnancy as my crutch. I mean, if this sleep deprived woman could do it...why couldn't I?!
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm really glad I got up and went to prayer. Group prayer is one of my favorite favorite things in all the world. And yet, by seven am when I was going on my walk with my walking buddy I could feel my decision weighing down upon me....and then when I got home and spilled lemonaide all over our bed and had to strip the sheets off to wash them...I could feel 4:45am grinning at me..and then, when I was taking a third load of laundry out of the dryer and carrying it down the hall...my back could feel it. And then, when I went to the commissary and shot evil, evil glances at the women who had illegally parked in the ONE expectant mother's parking spot ( OF ALL DAYS!!! THE ONE DAY I WAS GOING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS SPOT!) my lack of sleep knew the reason why my temper was so short...and then when I got home and had to walk up and down our very steep stairs FOUR TIMES carrying bags of heavy, heavy groceries up to the kitchen it became even MORE apparent...and then, when I spilled soup down my front while eating lunch...well, actually, that happens almost every day so I can't really blame my early prayer call on that one...but ANYWAY.
The point is, I don't do well with little sleep and I have a very strong suspicion that this blog is going to take on some green eyes and pointed horns and possibly some nasty claws in the next few months. I would appreciate it if my readers did not take any rants seriously...
Thanks.
And in other news, I am waiting with baited breath for my iphone 4 to arrive in the mail...that would make this sleepy giant pregnant girl happy.
Which is why I decided to choose today, of all days to get up and go to Friday Morning Prayer. Which, incidentally starts at 5am on the dot ( which, if you're counting and I most CERTAINLY am...means you have to get out of bed in the FOURS). Now, up until this point I've used my "pregnancy" to not get up at this unholy hour and do holy things...but then, at our Sunday Night Bible study the girl that had HER baby a month ago ( THAT'S RIGHT! A MONTH!) said that she was going to be going...and so, it was then that I felt the Christian Peer Pressure strongly upon me, and I knew that I could no longer use pregnancy as my crutch. I mean, if this sleep deprived woman could do it...why couldn't I?!
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm really glad I got up and went to prayer. Group prayer is one of my favorite favorite things in all the world. And yet, by seven am when I was going on my walk with my walking buddy I could feel my decision weighing down upon me....and then when I got home and spilled lemonaide all over our bed and had to strip the sheets off to wash them...I could feel 4:45am grinning at me..and then, when I was taking a third load of laundry out of the dryer and carrying it down the hall...my back could feel it. And then, when I went to the commissary and shot evil, evil glances at the women who had illegally parked in the ONE expectant mother's parking spot ( OF ALL DAYS!!! THE ONE DAY I WAS GOING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS SPOT!) my lack of sleep knew the reason why my temper was so short...and then when I got home and had to walk up and down our very steep stairs FOUR TIMES carrying bags of heavy, heavy groceries up to the kitchen it became even MORE apparent...and then, when I spilled soup down my front while eating lunch...well, actually, that happens almost every day so I can't really blame my early prayer call on that one...but ANYWAY.
The point is, I don't do well with little sleep and I have a very strong suspicion that this blog is going to take on some green eyes and pointed horns and possibly some nasty claws in the next few months. I would appreciate it if my readers did not take any rants seriously...
Thanks.
And in other news, I am waiting with baited breath for my iphone 4 to arrive in the mail...that would make this sleepy giant pregnant girl happy.
July 15, 2010
Blessed Up
So, Brett and my third anniversary was a success...and don't worry, you won't have to wait too long for a continuation of Our Story that I started yesterday...however, it just won't be today.
In fact, it was suppose to be yesterday, because I thought I would have plenty of time to sit and reminisce while Brett was at work...but then the night before our anniversary I was getting ready to bed and I said, "I'm going to ask your boss if you can have the day off tomorrow..."
And so I texted Brett's boss the following text:
"You know what a REALLY great Anniversary Present would be?! Giving Brett the day off to spend with his awesome wife."
And his boss texted back:
"Done!"
And then he texted Brett and told him to take the day off....
Now before you totally freak out and either A. Think that is a totally made up story. or B. Think Brett has the greatest boss in the world and that you wish this would happen to you...
Let me just tell you that the answer is most definitely B. at the moment.
You see, Brett is currently "between" jobs-basically he's waiting around to go to Ranger School in August ( after Ransom's born and all...) but that doesn't mean that the Army doesn't periodically task him to do various jobs. And currently he's working for one of our really good friends...which is handy when it just so happens to be your anniversary and your wife decides to take it upon herself to get involved.
Normally I would NEVER do such a thing. And I'm pretty sure normally a boss would never reply like that either.
So yeah, it was a really nice surprise.
A nice surprise that I'll try to remember and savor while Brett is gone, suffering in Ranger School/hell.
So we had a lovely Brett/Abigail style day which included the following activities. Incidentally I'm going to tell you about our day in detail like this because I feel like soon its going to be a relic that we look back upon and wonder how we ever had such lazy relaxing days?!? Ahhh...children. Such a blessing.....such a shock to your system.
Anyway, our day:
We woke up early ( because no matter how hard you try, your internal clock will still wake you up when you normally get up). So we took this opportunity to exchange Anniversary gifts. I got a squeaky toy and Brett got an Espresso Machine.
And before you think that seems mighty one-sided, Brett actually got me an iphone4 ( YAY! this blog is about to get videos!!!) but it hadn't arrived yet...
And then we had breakfast with Jaymon and then we did our quiet times. After which we were very tired and took a two hour nap.
That's right. A nap. In the morning. AWESOME.
Then we woke up, and since lately I always wake up hungry, we headed to our new favorite restaurant, Thai House ( not as good as Lemongrass in Olympia WA...but I'll take what I can get...) and then we went and bought Espresso beans and headed home to try out Brett's new toy.
After playing with the Espresso Machine ( its AWESOME by the way...although I have yet to really sit down to master the steamer as of yet...but since its not like I could actually drink the latte right now...I'm not in a huge hurry).
And then we read Harry Potter out loud to each other, followed by watching two episodes of Star Trek: Next Generation....
Yes, friends. This is how we spent our day. And it was lovely and perfect. And it can very much be concluded that we are very nerdy sedentary people.
In fact, it was suppose to be yesterday, because I thought I would have plenty of time to sit and reminisce while Brett was at work...but then the night before our anniversary I was getting ready to bed and I said, "I'm going to ask your boss if you can have the day off tomorrow..."
And so I texted Brett's boss the following text:
"You know what a REALLY great Anniversary Present would be?! Giving Brett the day off to spend with his awesome wife."
And his boss texted back:
"Done!"
And then he texted Brett and told him to take the day off....
Now before you totally freak out and either A. Think that is a totally made up story. or B. Think Brett has the greatest boss in the world and that you wish this would happen to you...
Let me just tell you that the answer is most definitely B. at the moment.
You see, Brett is currently "between" jobs-basically he's waiting around to go to Ranger School in August ( after Ransom's born and all...) but that doesn't mean that the Army doesn't periodically task him to do various jobs. And currently he's working for one of our really good friends...which is handy when it just so happens to be your anniversary and your wife decides to take it upon herself to get involved.
Normally I would NEVER do such a thing. And I'm pretty sure normally a boss would never reply like that either.
So yeah, it was a really nice surprise.
A nice surprise that I'll try to remember and savor while Brett is gone, suffering in Ranger School/hell.
So we had a lovely Brett/Abigail style day which included the following activities. Incidentally I'm going to tell you about our day in detail like this because I feel like soon its going to be a relic that we look back upon and wonder how we ever had such lazy relaxing days?!? Ahhh...children. Such a blessing.....such a shock to your system.
Anyway, our day:
We woke up early ( because no matter how hard you try, your internal clock will still wake you up when you normally get up). So we took this opportunity to exchange Anniversary gifts. I got a squeaky toy and Brett got an Espresso Machine.
And before you think that seems mighty one-sided, Brett actually got me an iphone4 ( YAY! this blog is about to get videos!!!) but it hadn't arrived yet...
And then we had breakfast with Jaymon and then we did our quiet times. After which we were very tired and took a two hour nap.
That's right. A nap. In the morning. AWESOME.
Then we woke up, and since lately I always wake up hungry, we headed to our new favorite restaurant, Thai House ( not as good as Lemongrass in Olympia WA...but I'll take what I can get...) and then we went and bought Espresso beans and headed home to try out Brett's new toy.
After playing with the Espresso Machine ( its AWESOME by the way...although I have yet to really sit down to master the steamer as of yet...but since its not like I could actually drink the latte right now...I'm not in a huge hurry).
And then we read Harry Potter out loud to each other, followed by watching two episodes of Star Trek: Next Generation....
Yes, friends. This is how we spent our day. And it was lovely and perfect. And it can very much be concluded that we are very nerdy sedentary people.
July 13, 2010
The Meet Cute
So, tomorrow is Brett and my three year wedding anniversary. And in honor of this auspicious occasion I thought I'd give the blog a little "How we met" story action. I've spent the last few days trying desperately to find a blog post about how we met, because I feel like I had to have written such a thing at SOME point. But, alas, no. ( or at least I can't seem to find it) So, I'll give it to you now in all its full blown glory...
However, if you'd like to jump the gun a little than I think you should really go read my full-blown account of Brett's proposal which I DID write about at the time...
Ok, so now for the story.
Brett and I first met in high school. And usually I like to pause at that point and let everyone think ( wrongly) that we were high school sweethearts. And then I like to say, "but we weren't friends". I say this for affect because its so very opposite of "high school sweethearts", but in actuality we were friends. Or at least we had the SAME friends...which in high school is kinda the same thing. But basically I remember meeting Brett my Sophomore year in high school, and he remembers meeting me my freshman year. The reason for this discrepancy is because Brett had really long hair my freshman year and he wore a weird necklace with giant beads on it. So it doesn't take a genius to figure out WHY I don't remember him. ( *sigh* I was shallow). But, anyway, back to when we became friends ( in my book), we had quite a bit in common. We were both a part of Generation J ( a Christian club at our school), we both hung out with the "theatre people" but we weren't in theatre ourselves, and in my Junior year in high school ( Brett's senior year), we were on the Newspaper Staff together....and by this point he'd cut his hair...and it was really, really cute.
I remember being pretty psyched when I realized we were going to be on staff together. I mean, he was cute but I hadn't gotten to spend much time around him so I figured this was my chance to get some one on one flirting action in...but, as I wrote in my high school journal.
"I'm SO glad I joined the newspaper staff, because now i know for sure how LAME Brett Wilson is...."
Now, one cannot actually trust high school journals. In actuality I found out rather fast that Brett Wilson was not amused by my Sarcastic Wit ( pretty much my ONE way of being...I was sarcastic ALL THE TIME). And therefore I did not know what to do with this Brett Wilson character. When I was funny or charming or whatever, he would just kind of growl and give me a disapproving look. Burn.
And so my "love" went quickly to dismissal and thus we ended our time in high school together....
But, that's not the end of the story, because we would continue to see each other at mutual friends houses over various Christmas holidays throughout our college years. I remember always taking note that he was there and still thinking he was pretty cute-but my life had gotten quite a bit fuller at this point and most of my thoughts revolved around New Zealand and my life there...
And then I graduated college and moved back to the USA and spent a really crappy year in my home town. No matter how hard I tried I was not particularly happy to be there and part of me wondered why I was even there... But, finally the end of the year came and I somehow found myself at a New Years Eve party of a friend of a friend.
And that's where Brett and I really met.
Here's a picture from that night:
As in, we met as closer resemblances of the people that we are today. People that had a whole lot more in common than mutual friends. It was at this party that I actually talked to Brett as a person ( and not just a head of really cute hair).
I remember being impressed by his relationship with Christ ( which had recently taken off after meeting some pretty sweet people at a Bible Study at Fort Benning...incidentally, the Bible Study that we are currently leading today.) , and I was also struck by how we were both dealing with the sadness of not being around our college friends anymore....to be honest I don't remember that much of our conversation just that I was really impressed and at the end of the night when the topic of New Years Resolutions came up I mentioned I wanted to do better at corresponding with people ( at the time my job left me sitting mindlessly in front of a computer for most of the day-plenty of time for emailing) and I remember saying something about "adding Brett to my list".
But, when the time came to actually write him an email...I found it incredibly difficult to come up with the words. It was like a little part of me knew it wasn't just a "casual" email among friends.
And it wasn't.
And thus began the romance that was based almost solely through the written word for almost year...but that's a story for another day.
However, if you'd like to jump the gun a little than I think you should really go read my full-blown account of Brett's proposal which I DID write about at the time...
Ok, so now for the story.
Brett and I first met in high school. And usually I like to pause at that point and let everyone think ( wrongly) that we were high school sweethearts. And then I like to say, "but we weren't friends". I say this for affect because its so very opposite of "high school sweethearts", but in actuality we were friends. Or at least we had the SAME friends...which in high school is kinda the same thing. But basically I remember meeting Brett my Sophomore year in high school, and he remembers meeting me my freshman year. The reason for this discrepancy is because Brett had really long hair my freshman year and he wore a weird necklace with giant beads on it. So it doesn't take a genius to figure out WHY I don't remember him. ( *sigh* I was shallow). But, anyway, back to when we became friends ( in my book), we had quite a bit in common. We were both a part of Generation J ( a Christian club at our school), we both hung out with the "theatre people" but we weren't in theatre ourselves, and in my Junior year in high school ( Brett's senior year), we were on the Newspaper Staff together....and by this point he'd cut his hair...and it was really, really cute.
I remember being pretty psyched when I realized we were going to be on staff together. I mean, he was cute but I hadn't gotten to spend much time around him so I figured this was my chance to get some one on one flirting action in...but, as I wrote in my high school journal.
"I'm SO glad I joined the newspaper staff, because now i know for sure how LAME Brett Wilson is...."
Now, one cannot actually trust high school journals. In actuality I found out rather fast that Brett Wilson was not amused by my Sarcastic Wit ( pretty much my ONE way of being...I was sarcastic ALL THE TIME). And therefore I did not know what to do with this Brett Wilson character. When I was funny or charming or whatever, he would just kind of growl and give me a disapproving look. Burn.
And so my "love" went quickly to dismissal and thus we ended our time in high school together....
But, that's not the end of the story, because we would continue to see each other at mutual friends houses over various Christmas holidays throughout our college years. I remember always taking note that he was there and still thinking he was pretty cute-but my life had gotten quite a bit fuller at this point and most of my thoughts revolved around New Zealand and my life there...
And then I graduated college and moved back to the USA and spent a really crappy year in my home town. No matter how hard I tried I was not particularly happy to be there and part of me wondered why I was even there... But, finally the end of the year came and I somehow found myself at a New Years Eve party of a friend of a friend.
And that's where Brett and I really met.
Here's a picture from that night:
As in, we met as closer resemblances of the people that we are today. People that had a whole lot more in common than mutual friends. It was at this party that I actually talked to Brett as a person ( and not just a head of really cute hair).
I remember being impressed by his relationship with Christ ( which had recently taken off after meeting some pretty sweet people at a Bible Study at Fort Benning...incidentally, the Bible Study that we are currently leading today.) , and I was also struck by how we were both dealing with the sadness of not being around our college friends anymore....to be honest I don't remember that much of our conversation just that I was really impressed and at the end of the night when the topic of New Years Resolutions came up I mentioned I wanted to do better at corresponding with people ( at the time my job left me sitting mindlessly in front of a computer for most of the day-plenty of time for emailing) and I remember saying something about "adding Brett to my list".
But, when the time came to actually write him an email...I found it incredibly difficult to come up with the words. It was like a little part of me knew it wasn't just a "casual" email among friends.
And it wasn't.
And thus began the romance that was based almost solely through the written word for almost year...but that's a story for another day.
July 08, 2010
Fried Pickles
So, I'm super tired. Which I usually am after Bible Study. Because I'm one of those people who is an extravert but who does NOT actually get "energized" via other people...go figure. But, Bible Study is always so awesome and exciting ( getting to see God work in people's lives is pretty much better than cupcakes...and we all know how much I love cupcakes) and therefore I'm always in this state of tiredness/excitedness that leaves my body confused about whether it wants to go directly to sleep or whether it wants to stay awake for hours and hours....
And so while laying in bed I will ponder why I have heart burn ( other than the baby that believes my ribs are some sort of toy to be punched and played with) I remembered the FRIED PICKLES that Brett and Tabitha and I ate this afternoon ( I mean, what better food to send Tabitha back to Canada in her stomach?!? )...that's right. Pickles. Fried.
Only in the South people, only in the South.
And speaking of the South it was well over 100 degrees outside at 7pm. And thus the contributing factor to why I had to take THREE SHOWERS yesterday. THREE.
However, our thermostat is set on 68 degrees. That's right, friends. 68. Its gloriously chilly in this house. And I suggest that those that come visit us for any length of time ( oooh, saaaay, a few days) should bring sweaters for themselves and blankets for their babies. Because I'm NOT TURNING IT UP FOR YOU. I love you and all, but honestly, I'm already taking three showers...I don't have time for any more.
It should also be mentioned that we now have LESS THAN A MONTH until Ransom is born. So now, pretty much everyday, I have a moment where I think about getting out books about feeding/sleeping/other infant related things that I need to know and don't know...and then I push it out of my mind because, I'm sad to admit, I'm scared that once I get out the books there will be no going back and I will finally know without a shadow of a doubt that I know NOTHING about babies.
And so I continue my procrastination.
In the end I may have several of my blog readers on constant speed dial once this baby comes because I am NOT GOING TO BE PREPARED!!
Which bodes the question: Why aren't there more MOM classes and less Birthing classes?!? I mean, birth is gonna happen whether I want it to or not! PARENTING on the other hand is TOTALLY not something that's just going to happen...*sigh*
Ok, this blog post is causing me to have more heartburn. Off to take more tums...
And so while laying in bed I will ponder why I have heart burn ( other than the baby that believes my ribs are some sort of toy to be punched and played with) I remembered the FRIED PICKLES that Brett and Tabitha and I ate this afternoon ( I mean, what better food to send Tabitha back to Canada in her stomach?!? )...that's right. Pickles. Fried.
Only in the South people, only in the South.
And speaking of the South it was well over 100 degrees outside at 7pm. And thus the contributing factor to why I had to take THREE SHOWERS yesterday. THREE.
However, our thermostat is set on 68 degrees. That's right, friends. 68. Its gloriously chilly in this house. And I suggest that those that come visit us for any length of time ( oooh, saaaay, a few days) should bring sweaters for themselves and blankets for their babies. Because I'm NOT TURNING IT UP FOR YOU. I love you and all, but honestly, I'm already taking three showers...I don't have time for any more.
It should also be mentioned that we now have LESS THAN A MONTH until Ransom is born. So now, pretty much everyday, I have a moment where I think about getting out books about feeding/sleeping/other infant related things that I need to know and don't know...and then I push it out of my mind because, I'm sad to admit, I'm scared that once I get out the books there will be no going back and I will finally know without a shadow of a doubt that I know NOTHING about babies.
And so I continue my procrastination.
In the end I may have several of my blog readers on constant speed dial once this baby comes because I am NOT GOING TO BE PREPARED!!
Which bodes the question: Why aren't there more MOM classes and less Birthing classes?!? I mean, birth is gonna happen whether I want it to or not! PARENTING on the other hand is TOTALLY not something that's just going to happen...*sigh*
Ok, this blog post is causing me to have more heartburn. Off to take more tums...
July 06, 2010
Thoughts from the last few days
I was SO homesick for Puget Sound on Saturday night when were were watching really lame fireworks from miles away in a sad parkinglot where a street light turned on evert 15 minutes and stayed on for 5 minutes before turning off....seriously. It was sad.
Just as a reminder for perspective of what this year REALLY REALLY didn't live up to... last years fireworks were here:
We've been having lots of fun having Tabitha around this week....luckily she's had a pretty crazy work schedule of late and so the "Pregnancy Days" schedule ( i.e. the reeeeally slow pace) hasn't bothered her too much.
On Sunday, we did entertain a couple of Airborne School girls with a showing of Independence Day on our projector ( that's right, we have our very own projector so we can watch movies on the "big screen" when the mood strikes us) in honor of the 4th....Abt family tradition.
Today we got Pedicures...Tabitha tells me this was her first. That's hard to believe. They are an important part of life.
And then I took her to get her very first Snow Cone. Which, if you live in the South, is very important. There is nothing quite like flavored sugar syrup over shaved ice to make it really feel like summer!
Just as a reminder for perspective of what this year REALLY REALLY didn't live up to... last years fireworks were here:
We've been having lots of fun having Tabitha around this week....luckily she's had a pretty crazy work schedule of late and so the "Pregnancy Days" schedule ( i.e. the reeeeally slow pace) hasn't bothered her too much.
On Sunday, we did entertain a couple of Airborne School girls with a showing of Independence Day on our projector ( that's right, we have our very own projector so we can watch movies on the "big screen" when the mood strikes us) in honor of the 4th....Abt family tradition.
Today we got Pedicures...Tabitha tells me this was her first. That's hard to believe. They are an important part of life.
And then I took her to get her very first Snow Cone. Which, if you live in the South, is very important. There is nothing quite like flavored sugar syrup over shaved ice to make it really feel like summer!
July 02, 2010
The Story Teller in me
Early on in our marriage, Brett and I would have minor ( read: major) arguments about how I told stories. It turns out what I called "exaggerating to make my point" Brett called "lying" and would therefore correct me in mid-story-telling-mode...which, you know, totally cramped my style.
Recently it came up in conversation and we realized that this argument hadn't come up recently which means either Brett has relaxed in his opinions on the "facts" that surround our lives, or I've gotten more boring in how I tell stories...who's to say?
Anyway, my story telling nature is not new information. In fact, I've been telling stories before I had an audience to tell them to! In fact, and this is kind of embarrassing to admit, when I was little I would sit with my picture books and make up stories about the pcitures...totally different stories than what the book was about, but that didn't matter much, I would just go with it-whatever struck my fancy and yes, I would totally tell these stories OUT LOUD, TO MYSELF.
One of my favorite, favorite books to go through and make stories about the pictures was the Brambly Hedge Series, adorable little stories about some mice who lived in various trees and stumps in a place called Brambly Hedge-and here's what some of the pictures looked like ( sorry its so small):
I know, totally freakin awesome, right?!? I mean, they were SUCH incredibly detailed pictures of all the little rooms and alleyways and such of these houses that the stories I could come up surrounding these pictures were ENDLESS...
But, then I grew up and I lost my imagination or a less depressing alternative is that I just got too busy and my imagination got covered up by other things that are more important. But, then, the other day my friend Katie sent me a link to this blog which take pictures from Catalogues ( why didn't I think of THAT when I was little?!?) and makes up a story about a particular couple who "lives in the catalogue" based on the pictures. It is hilarious. Beyond witty. And I've been laughing about it ever since!
So go check out Catalogue Living, aka the blog that the me of today and the me of 20 years ago should have collaborated on and written years ago ( but I'm glad SOMEBODY had this bright idea!)
Recently it came up in conversation and we realized that this argument hadn't come up recently which means either Brett has relaxed in his opinions on the "facts" that surround our lives, or I've gotten more boring in how I tell stories...who's to say?
Anyway, my story telling nature is not new information. In fact, I've been telling stories before I had an audience to tell them to! In fact, and this is kind of embarrassing to admit, when I was little I would sit with my picture books and make up stories about the pcitures...totally different stories than what the book was about, but that didn't matter much, I would just go with it-whatever struck my fancy and yes, I would totally tell these stories OUT LOUD, TO MYSELF.
One of my favorite, favorite books to go through and make stories about the pictures was the Brambly Hedge Series, adorable little stories about some mice who lived in various trees and stumps in a place called Brambly Hedge-and here's what some of the pictures looked like ( sorry its so small):
I know, totally freakin awesome, right?!? I mean, they were SUCH incredibly detailed pictures of all the little rooms and alleyways and such of these houses that the stories I could come up surrounding these pictures were ENDLESS...
But, then I grew up and I lost my imagination or a less depressing alternative is that I just got too busy and my imagination got covered up by other things that are more important. But, then, the other day my friend Katie sent me a link to this blog which take pictures from Catalogues ( why didn't I think of THAT when I was little?!?) and makes up a story about a particular couple who "lives in the catalogue" based on the pictures. It is hilarious. Beyond witty. And I've been laughing about it ever since!
So go check out Catalogue Living, aka the blog that the me of today and the me of 20 years ago should have collaborated on and written years ago ( but I'm glad SOMEBODY had this bright idea!)
July 01, 2010
Sad but true...
So, I took my walking buddy friend out for a birthday lunch and then visited some of her favorite stores ( PierOne and Hobby Lobby) and my feet are now so tired that when I got home and found a giant box from Target sitting on the front porch...a box that MOST DEFINITELY has my baby bedding in it...I was too tired to open it.
That's right. I'm too tired to open the box I've been THE MOST excited about getting....seriously. Sad.
hahaha!
But, don't worry I'll rest up and once Tabitha arrives this weekend I have a feeling between the two of us we're going to have the Ransom Room whipped into tip top picture worthy shape. In fact, I've been thinking that I have yet to post pictures of our house since we moved in almost two months ago! How have I lost track of time! So, I'll have to go around and make everything look "catalogue worthy" and then quickly take pictures so that you can all get the crazy notion in your heads that I'm neat and tidy all the time ;-) It'll be our own fun little game that we play.
And yes, I'm excited about this weekend Tabitha is coming to visit for until the middle of next week, and also the 4th of July celebration is this weekend...honestly, I don't even think being pregnant is going to be able to stop me from enjoying one of my FAVORITE holidays...fireworks, plus grilled foods and yummy deserts ( ice-cream)...I'm a fan.
That's right. I'm too tired to open the box I've been THE MOST excited about getting....seriously. Sad.
hahaha!
But, don't worry I'll rest up and once Tabitha arrives this weekend I have a feeling between the two of us we're going to have the Ransom Room whipped into tip top picture worthy shape. In fact, I've been thinking that I have yet to post pictures of our house since we moved in almost two months ago! How have I lost track of time! So, I'll have to go around and make everything look "catalogue worthy" and then quickly take pictures so that you can all get the crazy notion in your heads that I'm neat and tidy all the time ;-) It'll be our own fun little game that we play.
And yes, I'm excited about this weekend Tabitha is coming to visit for until the middle of next week, and also the 4th of July celebration is this weekend...honestly, I don't even think being pregnant is going to be able to stop me from enjoying one of my FAVORITE holidays...fireworks, plus grilled foods and yummy deserts ( ice-cream)...I'm a fan.
June 29, 2010
Baby freak out.
I'm procrastinating going to the grocery store right this minute. Its ridiculously hot outside.
In the first few minutes of my morning walk this morning I was already feeling sluggish. Its definitely getting close to July. I can feel it in every part of me.
I've been going on morning walks with a lady who I met at Bible Study a few weeks ago. She and her husband rejoined the Army after being out for 17 years! So its really interesting to get her perspective and she's definitely helped me to get myself in gear and get my exercise in every day!
In other news I'm happy to report that operation Get Ready for Baby is starting to take more shape. Brett put together the car seat and stroller yesterday and I ordered the bedding ( sooooo excited about this!!). Yet, today as I was sitting in my comfy chair staring at the baby room ( which is still very much in disarray. haha), I realized-what I'm sure most new mom's realize-that I have NO idea what I'll do once Ransom actually comes!!
I guess I need to start reading Baby books! Eek! Luckily I ( most likely) have at least a month more to go...
In the first few minutes of my morning walk this morning I was already feeling sluggish. Its definitely getting close to July. I can feel it in every part of me.
I've been going on morning walks with a lady who I met at Bible Study a few weeks ago. She and her husband rejoined the Army after being out for 17 years! So its really interesting to get her perspective and she's definitely helped me to get myself in gear and get my exercise in every day!
In other news I'm happy to report that operation Get Ready for Baby is starting to take more shape. Brett put together the car seat and stroller yesterday and I ordered the bedding ( sooooo excited about this!!). Yet, today as I was sitting in my comfy chair staring at the baby room ( which is still very much in disarray. haha), I realized-what I'm sure most new mom's realize-that I have NO idea what I'll do once Ransom actually comes!!
I guess I need to start reading Baby books! Eek! Luckily I ( most likely) have at least a month more to go...
June 28, 2010
Mega Score
So, over the weekend Brett and I visited Ikea. A store that makes Brett stressed ( because of all the stimulation overload that the store has to offer) and makes me spend money ( because of all the stimulation overload that the store has to offer). So basically, if we do the store together it keeps ME at bay and...well....poor Brett.
But, anyways. On this particular trip to Ikea Brett remained calm and I remained frugal and all in all it was a major success.
First off, we bought a coffee table, which is excellent news for anyone who's been to our house lately and seen the sad excuse for a coffee table we've been using ever since the movers broke it when we moved in.
And then, we also got two little toys for Ransom because, well, maybe the stimulation overload got to me and Brett was too tired to stop me. And besides I'm a sucker for brightly colored yet also minimalist toys that ALSO cost $1.99 a piece. And THEN came the major score of the day....a crib mattress.
Crib mattresses cost around 80 or so dollars at most places ( Target, Babies R Us, Wal-Mart) and that's for the cheap ones...but not at Ikea. OH NO. At Ikea you can get a similar mattress for $39.99. I was positively gitty over my savings!!
So, because of the amazing savings I also got a super bright and adorable new duvet cover for the guest bedroom...afterall, Tabitha is coming to visit this weekend to kick start what I like to call The Ransom Tour of 2010-when we're going to be pulling a serious rotating door policy on the guest bedroom while Brett is in Ranger School and I'm home "alone" with a new born....so to have a really cute yellow and white stripped duvet cover just seemed right.
But, anyways. On this particular trip to Ikea Brett remained calm and I remained frugal and all in all it was a major success.
First off, we bought a coffee table, which is excellent news for anyone who's been to our house lately and seen the sad excuse for a coffee table we've been using ever since the movers broke it when we moved in.
And then, we also got two little toys for Ransom because, well, maybe the stimulation overload got to me and Brett was too tired to stop me. And besides I'm a sucker for brightly colored yet also minimalist toys that ALSO cost $1.99 a piece. And THEN came the major score of the day....a crib mattress.
Crib mattresses cost around 80 or so dollars at most places ( Target, Babies R Us, Wal-Mart) and that's for the cheap ones...but not at Ikea. OH NO. At Ikea you can get a similar mattress for $39.99. I was positively gitty over my savings!!
So, because of the amazing savings I also got a super bright and adorable new duvet cover for the guest bedroom...afterall, Tabitha is coming to visit this weekend to kick start what I like to call The Ransom Tour of 2010-when we're going to be pulling a serious rotating door policy on the guest bedroom while Brett is in Ranger School and I'm home "alone" with a new born....so to have a really cute yellow and white stripped duvet cover just seemed right.
June 27, 2010
This is what I call love...
So, in case you've missed out I've now posted TWICE about Snicker's Dark ( the Snickers bar that is made with DARK CHOCOLATE making an already perfect candy bar EVEN BETTER)....Anyway, in my last post, I lamented that I could no longer find the "mini" versions of this candy bar, which is a problem...because we all know that eating your weight in minis is better for you then eating one full-sized candy bar. ( That's SCIENCE, baby!)
Anyway, look what my husband did for me....
That's right, he went out and bought me dark chocolate snicker's bars and then cut them up into bite sized pieces and put them in a Tupperware container for my convenience.
I know, he's the best husband ever. You're jealous. As you should be.
Anyway, look what my husband did for me....
That's right, he went out and bought me dark chocolate snicker's bars and then cut them up into bite sized pieces and put them in a Tupperware container for my convenience.
I know, he's the best husband ever. You're jealous. As you should be.
June 25, 2010
Get out of Dodge
So, I took a picture of my wall calendar to illustrate this post...but it didn't really turn out, and you guys have probably had enough of my bad iphone pictures of late...so you'll just have to believe me when I say, BRETT AND I ARE BUSY.
In fact, we're so busy that we decided to not wait for free time ( because that never happened) and instead we're going away on a weekend when things are actually happening and we're just going to miss out. No biggie.
Because honestly I'm tired. I'm tired and I need to relax. And more importantly, Brett's tired and HE needs to relax. Here are words that came out of my mouth yesterday:
"I can't wait to have this baby so then things will slow down!"
Ok, so I was mostly kidding, but part of me was serious ( which is sad and terribly naive). And this is no way to live.
Its mostly no way to live because as I look around, our lives are pretty exciting and great and I couldn't be happier with the work we're doing here at Fort Benning, or the people we're getting to hang out with...and yet, because of the tiredness and the "not enough butter spread over too much bread" ( name that quote*) feeling I don't feel like we're enjoying our lives as much as we could be.
And so this afternoon Brett and I are going to Atlanta, where we're going to stay in a nice hotel ( and we all know how much Abigail likes nice hotels, don't we?!?), and we're going to eat Chipotle ( because we all know how much Brett and Abigail love Chipotle, don't we?!?), and we're going to visit Ikea ( because we all know how Brett and Abigail need a new coffee table and this also gives them excuse to eat cheap swedish meatballs and browse the awesomeness of Ikea) and we're going to finish the book series that we've been reading out loud to each other since Christmas ( because we all know how much Brett and Abigail like to read out loud to each other, don't we?! ) and we're going to watch movies in a movie theatre ( and we all know how much Abigail and Brett love to go see movies, don't we?) and we're going to sleep in ( because we all know how much Abigail values her sleep, don't we?! And its now been SO LONG since Brett and Abigail have gotten to sleep in that EVEN BRETT is starting to look forward to this activity)....and we'll probably do some other things too...
Wish us well...I'll be back next week!
In fact, we're so busy that we decided to not wait for free time ( because that never happened) and instead we're going away on a weekend when things are actually happening and we're just going to miss out. No biggie.
Because honestly I'm tired. I'm tired and I need to relax. And more importantly, Brett's tired and HE needs to relax. Here are words that came out of my mouth yesterday:
"I can't wait to have this baby so then things will slow down!"
Ok, so I was mostly kidding, but part of me was serious ( which is sad and terribly naive). And this is no way to live.
Its mostly no way to live because as I look around, our lives are pretty exciting and great and I couldn't be happier with the work we're doing here at Fort Benning, or the people we're getting to hang out with...and yet, because of the tiredness and the "not enough butter spread over too much bread" ( name that quote*) feeling I don't feel like we're enjoying our lives as much as we could be.
And so this afternoon Brett and I are going to Atlanta, where we're going to stay in a nice hotel ( and we all know how much Abigail likes nice hotels, don't we?!?), and we're going to eat Chipotle ( because we all know how much Brett and Abigail love Chipotle, don't we?!?), and we're going to visit Ikea ( because we all know how Brett and Abigail need a new coffee table and this also gives them excuse to eat cheap swedish meatballs and browse the awesomeness of Ikea) and we're going to finish the book series that we've been reading out loud to each other since Christmas ( because we all know how much Brett and Abigail like to read out loud to each other, don't we?! ) and we're going to watch movies in a movie theatre ( and we all know how much Abigail and Brett love to go see movies, don't we?) and we're going to sleep in ( because we all know how much Abigail values her sleep, don't we?! And its now been SO LONG since Brett and Abigail have gotten to sleep in that EVEN BRETT is starting to look forward to this activity)....and we'll probably do some other things too...
Wish us well...I'll be back next week!
June 24, 2010
One of my favorite things...
A lot of people take their jewelry off every day...I, because of my super laziness, do not do this. Of course, this means that things that I loooove to wear just stay on until they start to get 'sad' ( such as my wedding rings, and the one necklace I wear every day) and then I have to take them off and give them some TLC.
Today I noticed that my necklace was getting a little dull looking and so I took it off and gave it a good polish.
I love this necklace. I love it for so many reasons. I love it because it reminds me of a once and a life time trip that I took to Italy with two of my dear friends ( where I first saw a necklace like it and then spent the rest of the trip scouring jewelry stores looking for one-finally found it in Florence!) . It reminds me of a very interesting period in my growth with Christ ( lets just say when I bought this necklace the idea of a "crooked cross had MULTIPLE meanings for me!) , and I also love it because its SO unique! In fact, I don't think I've seen another cross like it here in the USA!
Today I noticed that my necklace was getting a little dull looking and so I took it off and gave it a good polish.
I love this necklace. I love it for so many reasons. I love it because it reminds me of a once and a life time trip that I took to Italy with two of my dear friends ( where I first saw a necklace like it and then spent the rest of the trip scouring jewelry stores looking for one-finally found it in Florence!) . It reminds me of a very interesting period in my growth with Christ ( lets just say when I bought this necklace the idea of a "crooked cross had MULTIPLE meanings for me!) , and I also love it because its SO unique! In fact, I don't think I've seen another cross like it here in the USA!
June 22, 2010
Mystery
First of all, and this isn't really that important in normal day-to-day life...but if you're eight and a half months pregnant than it SO IS IMPORTANT. But, basically, if you remember I posted a few weeks ago about my current obsession with Snicker's Dark ( the Dark Chocolate version of the already perfect Snicker's Bar) and how I'd basically inhaled an entire bag of the Snicker's Dark minis ( wait, you mean I didn't tell you that in my post?!? nevermind)
Anyway, it was as though I somehow jinxed myself in writing that post because EVER SINCE the bags of Snicker's Dark have DISAPPEARED off the shelves of ALL SUPERMARKETS!!! Now if I want to revel in this dark chocolate-ly goodness I have to buy the NORMAL SIZE Snicker's Dark....now this isn't necessarily a tragedy, but there is something wonderful about those "fun sized" candy bars...you can eat a few and somehow it doesn't seem as bad for you. Its as though the calorie count always stays low even if you DO eat the whole bag ( because they're LITTLE). Anyway. I'm sad. And I want my mini candy bars back. WHERE DID THEY GO!??!
Anyway, it was as though I somehow jinxed myself in writing that post because EVER SINCE the bags of Snicker's Dark have DISAPPEARED off the shelves of ALL SUPERMARKETS!!! Now if I want to revel in this dark chocolate-ly goodness I have to buy the NORMAL SIZE Snicker's Dark....now this isn't necessarily a tragedy, but there is something wonderful about those "fun sized" candy bars...you can eat a few and somehow it doesn't seem as bad for you. Its as though the calorie count always stays low even if you DO eat the whole bag ( because they're LITTLE). Anyway. I'm sad. And I want my mini candy bars back. WHERE DID THEY GO!??!
June 21, 2010
Its been a while...
It is truly amazing how quickly your "norms" change! A year ago today going to bed alone with my computer for company was totally a matter of course. In fact, I'd been doing it for eight months! Looking back at my blog from this time its funny that I'd just thrown a baby shower for my friend Katie, Lindsay was living with me and I was having fun times with the girls from the Fort Lewis ministry and I was just starting to get pumped about Brett's R&R in less than a month, deployment was no longer a "super scary" thing..instead it was just day to day life and something that both Brett and I had learned to deal with
....and now here I am at Fort Benning, getting ready to have my own baby (!!) and for the first time in ages I'm going to bed alone again! Now it seems so strange and totally awful all over again!
For this I am grateful, I am glad that for the past eight months I've had very few lonely nights courtesy of the Army, I am grateful that while the bonds with friends here have been harder in coming, I know that God has done a lot of work in my life over the past year and that Brett and my relationship is even stronger now. Brett and my friendship is all the stronger-something that I can thank that deployment a year ago, as well as these past eight months at Fort Benning for building.
It is because of all these experiences that I am not completely afraid of Brett's upcoming Ranger School experience ( its coming up in August)...while it IS scary, I know that some how we'll get through it. And one day we'll be able to look back at it too and see how it was yet another thing that helped shape our relationship.
....and now here I am at Fort Benning, getting ready to have my own baby (!!) and for the first time in ages I'm going to bed alone again! Now it seems so strange and totally awful all over again!
For this I am grateful, I am glad that for the past eight months I've had very few lonely nights courtesy of the Army, I am grateful that while the bonds with friends here have been harder in coming, I know that God has done a lot of work in my life over the past year and that Brett and my relationship is even stronger now. Brett and my friendship is all the stronger-something that I can thank that deployment a year ago, as well as these past eight months at Fort Benning for building.
It is because of all these experiences that I am not completely afraid of Brett's upcoming Ranger School experience ( its coming up in August)...while it IS scary, I know that some how we'll get through it. And one day we'll be able to look back at it too and see how it was yet another thing that helped shape our relationship.
June 18, 2010
solar power
So, holy moly. My week of Vacation Bible School OFFICIALLY took its toll today. I mean, I know I said I was tired yesterday...but that did NOT compare to today!
I knew it was going to be bad when, every time I got up in the middle of the night last night I noticed that my feet where still tired feeling...not a good sign when you're worn out before you even get out of bed in the AM!
And yes, I realize I have six more weeks to go-but I cannot WAIT to be back to normal and not have someone sucking all of my energy ( not to mention being all giant...that's not fun either)! Oh, and of course, I can't wait to meet Ransom either...hehe. In fact, I'm getting more and more excited about his arrival. His room has become a favorite hang out place for me ( for one thing my "comfy chair" has taken up residence there) and today I started working on his Solar System Mobile.
Ummm....
Lets all take a moment to think upon the fact that I am NOT crafty.
*sigh*
However, I think it'll turn out ok. Maybe not awesome but still pretty cute. At least the planets themselves are super cool and even glow in the dark! I'm hoping they'll distract from my less than perfect mobile making.
Stay tuned for pictures...
I knew it was going to be bad when, every time I got up in the middle of the night last night I noticed that my feet where still tired feeling...not a good sign when you're worn out before you even get out of bed in the AM!
And yes, I realize I have six more weeks to go-but I cannot WAIT to be back to normal and not have someone sucking all of my energy ( not to mention being all giant...that's not fun either)! Oh, and of course, I can't wait to meet Ransom either...hehe. In fact, I'm getting more and more excited about his arrival. His room has become a favorite hang out place for me ( for one thing my "comfy chair" has taken up residence there) and today I started working on his Solar System Mobile.
Ummm....
Lets all take a moment to think upon the fact that I am NOT crafty.
*sigh*
However, I think it'll turn out ok. Maybe not awesome but still pretty cute. At least the planets themselves are super cool and even glow in the dark! I'm hoping they'll distract from my less than perfect mobile making.
Stay tuned for pictures...
June 17, 2010
Did you notice?
I changed the background and layout of my blog...the jury is still out on whether I like it...but I DO think its fitting for summer!
Making Life interesting
I think the first time I really mentioned Jaymon was in this post here regarding a certain smoke alarm and a pair of linen pants ( go figure), but I feel like I should give him more props than that!
I am very aware that its not normal to have "random" people living in your attic, but its something that both Brett and I feel strongly about, and we are glad that we can have an open home where people can come and live with us and share in our lives as we try to follow Christ and try to minister to the soldiers and families of Fort Benning...
It has been beyond cool to share our lives with Jaymon and best of all to share in his life, like last week he was out doing army training for most of the week and wasn't home until Thursday-but we got to rejoice in the fact that he was able to lead a bible study for the other guys in his platoon while he was away "roughing it" in the field getting a million and one chigger bites.
Considering Brett and I got to hear about his successes after our own very long days, it was encouraging to see God working in someone elses life. In fact, sometimes, I get all the encouragement I need from watching the Lord's faithfulness in the lives of those around me-I am then reminded that my own life is no different, it just may LOOK and SEEM different to me!!
Anyway, this past weekend we got to introduce Jaymon to my parents and it was great fun to share yet another wonderful friend with them. It does not take long to see just how much fun " Jaymoney" is to have around ( Jaymon actually came up with his own nickname, lamenting that he couldn't believe his friends weren't smart enough to see that all you have to do is add an "ey" to the end of his name...) and I think he kind of steps up his humor the more people we have in the house...a classic sanguine personality he thrives on an audience.
I am already thanking God that he and Brett will be going to Ranger School together at the end of August and I pray that they are able to stay together the whole way through....
But, until then...here's a picture of them putting together Ransom's baby furniture:
I am very aware that its not normal to have "random" people living in your attic, but its something that both Brett and I feel strongly about, and we are glad that we can have an open home where people can come and live with us and share in our lives as we try to follow Christ and try to minister to the soldiers and families of Fort Benning...
It has been beyond cool to share our lives with Jaymon and best of all to share in his life, like last week he was out doing army training for most of the week and wasn't home until Thursday-but we got to rejoice in the fact that he was able to lead a bible study for the other guys in his platoon while he was away "roughing it" in the field getting a million and one chigger bites.
Considering Brett and I got to hear about his successes after our own very long days, it was encouraging to see God working in someone elses life. In fact, sometimes, I get all the encouragement I need from watching the Lord's faithfulness in the lives of those around me-I am then reminded that my own life is no different, it just may LOOK and SEEM different to me!!
Anyway, this past weekend we got to introduce Jaymon to my parents and it was great fun to share yet another wonderful friend with them. It does not take long to see just how much fun " Jaymoney" is to have around ( Jaymon actually came up with his own nickname, lamenting that he couldn't believe his friends weren't smart enough to see that all you have to do is add an "ey" to the end of his name...) and I think he kind of steps up his humor the more people we have in the house...a classic sanguine personality he thrives on an audience.
I am already thanking God that he and Brett will be going to Ranger School together at the end of August and I pray that they are able to stay together the whole way through....
But, until then...here's a picture of them putting together Ransom's baby furniture:
Not sixteen anymore...
This week I've been helping out with Vacation Bible School here on Fort Benning. When I volunteered to help out and then showed up at the planning meeting they took one look at my giant belly and pointed me towards the Snacks Team. HAHA!
Believe me, I didn't complain, I've always been partial to snacks and I figured the energy level that I would need to prepare snacks every day in a kitchen full of women would be a loooot less than shuttling around a bunch of 5 to 7 year olds!
It has been a lot of fun thus far, but I've found that I have to come home and put my feet up for a seriously long time after my four hours on my feet otherwise there is just nothing left of my energy.
*sigh*
This is a far cry from the days of yore when I use to help with VBS in Cleburne Tx and then immediately leave to have fun with my cousins, followed by a swim practice.
I'm not sixteen anymore.
Believe me, I didn't complain, I've always been partial to snacks and I figured the energy level that I would need to prepare snacks every day in a kitchen full of women would be a loooot less than shuttling around a bunch of 5 to 7 year olds!
It has been a lot of fun thus far, but I've found that I have to come home and put my feet up for a seriously long time after my four hours on my feet otherwise there is just nothing left of my energy.
*sigh*
This is a far cry from the days of yore when I use to help with VBS in Cleburne Tx and then immediately leave to have fun with my cousins, followed by a swim practice.
I'm not sixteen anymore.
June 15, 2010
Shout Out, baby!
One of the saddest things about the thought of my children possibly growing up as 'Army Brats" ( hate that term)...is that they will not have the delight of having life long friends-people they've known since the first grade. I have had such a privilege and I gotta say it is a delight having those friends who saw you through your awkward phases, your bratty phases, and your too cool for school phases and then out and through the other side. Last year I got to attend my childhood BFF Amy's little sister, Emily's wedding...and I cried like a baby. Amy's family really is like my family and even though over the past few years my only interaction with Emily has been stalking her on facebook and reading her Mission Year blog, its been super cool to see the person she's turned into. Someone I'd totally be friends with today.
Annnnyway, all that to say, that Emily was able to come to one of my baby showers in Texas at the end of May and she made me the most adorable booties ever. And because superlatives are something I use a lot, and therefore you might not believe that they are the MOST ADORABLE...here's a picture to prove it:
See? Told ya! And if you'd like to inquire about getting Emily to make you some of these adorable baby shoes for a nominal fee...you should check out her cutsie blog....actually, you should just check out her blog anyway...
Annnnyway, all that to say, that Emily was able to come to one of my baby showers in Texas at the end of May and she made me the most adorable booties ever. And because superlatives are something I use a lot, and therefore you might not believe that they are the MOST ADORABLE...here's a picture to prove it:
See? Told ya! And if you'd like to inquire about getting Emily to make you some of these adorable baby shoes for a nominal fee...you should check out her cutsie blog....actually, you should just check out her blog anyway...
June 09, 2010
Time really got away from me there...
Its been a few days since I've blogged, and even though I don't have too much to share blogpost wise, it looks like I won't be going to sleep any time soon:
eating an ice cream cone at 9pm = very active baby. Brett could see him kicking me from across the room!!
So, I figured I might as well say something here.
Pregnancy update: I'm now 8 months pregnant and I feel very very large. I also feel sleepy and hot most of the time too. I have also started having dreams and freakouts that I'm going to go into premature labor-so you know, all in all, good fun is being had over here...
HOWEVER on a much happier note, my parents are coming into town this weekend...and bringing all my baby loot from my Texas baby showers with them! Considering I only got to see most of my gifts for a few seconds before they were passed off, I'm very excited about seeing it all again! :-) To prepare for their arrival Brett and Jaymon have put together all the baby furniture in the baby room...it was funny to listen to them from the other room working out how all the pieces went together-I'll have to post a picture or two once I get them onto my computer...
eating an ice cream cone at 9pm = very active baby. Brett could see him kicking me from across the room!!
So, I figured I might as well say something here.
Pregnancy update: I'm now 8 months pregnant and I feel very very large. I also feel sleepy and hot most of the time too. I have also started having dreams and freakouts that I'm going to go into premature labor-so you know, all in all, good fun is being had over here...
HOWEVER on a much happier note, my parents are coming into town this weekend...and bringing all my baby loot from my Texas baby showers with them! Considering I only got to see most of my gifts for a few seconds before they were passed off, I'm very excited about seeing it all again! :-) To prepare for their arrival Brett and Jaymon have put together all the baby furniture in the baby room...it was funny to listen to them from the other room working out how all the pieces went together-I'll have to post a picture or two once I get them onto my computer...
June 04, 2010
"Have you read all these?!"
Inevitably when people come into our home they comment about our bookshelves. And after they comment, they usually ask the question, "Have you read all these?!?"
And for some reason I'm surprised every time! To me, except when we're moving, the question is not do we have a lot of books but instead its-do we have enough books and the answer there is, "no". ( except when we're moving when the answer is we should go out and buy an ipad and get rid of all these heavy god-forsaken things...but luckily we don't move every day and that sentiment always goes away.)
And as for the question of have we read them all...that's pretty silly to me! I mean, WHY would you have books if you didn't read them?!
However, I do have to admit that Brett and I do purchase books in the hopes that we'll get a little time here and there to be able to pick it up and read it, and have yet to have that moment happen- and so my answer is that in a combined effort we've read about 80-90% of our books.... I have a shelf in the living room that has a section at one end that contains quite a few of the books that are on my "I want to read" list that is on the right-hand side of this blog...and after taking some time away from that list to read a stack of what I like to call my Estrogen Books ( Basically a whole bunch of pregnancy/baby/wife books), I have returned ( at least for a little while...before I have to start reading the "How to raise a child" books) that "I want to Read..." list.
And so, after about 7 months, I finally finished J.M. Barrie and the Lost Boys. I must admit that by the end I was pretty depressed ( lets just say there was a lot of dying happening...) but all in all I feel infinitely more educated on J.M. Barrie as an author and a man-and since I like to know where my favorite authors are "coming from" in their writing it was all in all a really good read...And now on to the next book on my list! What fun!
And for some reason I'm surprised every time! To me, except when we're moving, the question is not do we have a lot of books but instead its-do we have enough books and the answer there is, "no". ( except when we're moving when the answer is we should go out and buy an ipad and get rid of all these heavy god-forsaken things...but luckily we don't move every day and that sentiment always goes away.)
And as for the question of have we read them all...that's pretty silly to me! I mean, WHY would you have books if you didn't read them?!
However, I do have to admit that Brett and I do purchase books in the hopes that we'll get a little time here and there to be able to pick it up and read it, and have yet to have that moment happen- and so my answer is that in a combined effort we've read about 80-90% of our books.... I have a shelf in the living room that has a section at one end that contains quite a few of the books that are on my "I want to read" list that is on the right-hand side of this blog...and after taking some time away from that list to read a stack of what I like to call my Estrogen Books ( Basically a whole bunch of pregnancy/baby/wife books), I have returned ( at least for a little while...before I have to start reading the "How to raise a child" books) that "I want to Read..." list.
And so, after about 7 months, I finally finished J.M. Barrie and the Lost Boys. I must admit that by the end I was pretty depressed ( lets just say there was a lot of dying happening...) but all in all I feel infinitely more educated on J.M. Barrie as an author and a man-and since I like to know where my favorite authors are "coming from" in their writing it was all in all a really good read...And now on to the next book on my list! What fun!
June 03, 2010
Wish List #2
Holy Moly!!! I wasn't planning on having two, "gosh I want one" posts in a row...but look at these cookie cutters!! I mean, SERIOUSLY LOOK!
You just change out the little letters in the press to change the message! HOW GREAT!
And of course it WOULD be William Sonoma to come up with these...
You just change out the little letters in the press to change the message! HOW GREAT!
And of course it WOULD be William Sonoma to come up with these...
June 02, 2010
Wish List
I was going through some notes on my iphone ( I loooove being able to periodically "write" down titles of books that sound interesting or movies that need watching or websites that need visiting-so handy) and was reminded of this book. I think its one I need....
Mad Hungry: Feeding Men and Boys, by Lucinda Scala Quinn
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Mad Hungry: Feeding Men and Boys, by Lucinda Scala Quinn
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We are blessed...
I have such a wonderful family and spending time with them this weekend was wonderful...if only it could be for longer periods of time....Here are a couple of my favorite shots from the weekend...
* And to those of you who are on facebook...there are about thirty more fabulous pictures posted there...*
* And to those of you who are on facebook...there are about thirty more fabulous pictures posted there...*
June 01, 2010
Showered with the love
So, this past weekend was a whirlwind of fun as Brett and I headed to Texas for not only two baby showers in Ransom's honor, but we also got to see family that we hadn't seen in ages ( including Brett's oldest bro Tim and his wife Amber and their adorable kiddos who are in Texas for several months from Spain) and family that we'd NEVER seen before ( including two nieces....Trinity who's 8 months and Kilsyth who turned a month old while we were there). Needless to say we had a great time...and seriously the three days we were in Texas were waaay too short.
And now I'm sleeping like its going out of style, mostly because I literally can't keep my eyes open-but I was also inspired by my sister's sleep deprived state that maybe I should make the most of my last two months without a kid. Whew! This is going to be quite a ride!!
And now I'm sleeping like its going out of style, mostly because I literally can't keep my eyes open-but I was also inspired by my sister's sleep deprived state that maybe I should make the most of my last two months without a kid. Whew! This is going to be quite a ride!!
May 27, 2010
Sweet
Lately I've had the most intense sweet tooth ever. I blame being pregnant...but whatever the case, I'm pretty sure that even if I wasn't pregnant I know that I would still love the Snicker's Bar Dark.
Dark chocolate Snickers Bars?!? Yes please.
Go get one. You can thank me later.
Dark chocolate Snickers Bars?!? Yes please.
Go get one. You can thank me later.
May 25, 2010
Facebook Favor...
So, do me a favor...as part of my campaign of getting my mom and my sister set up with their very own facebook accounts so that I can be in EVEN BETTER TOUCH with both of them...I would like my own facebook friends to head on over to my facebook page and make a comment on my current status ( or you can comment here if you're too lazy for that), all I need you to say/agree to is that you really wish YOU could be facebook friends with my mom and sister too!!!
( if you don't know them, that's ok..this doesn't apply to you-unless you WANT to be facebook friends with them anyway...)
( if you don't know them, that's ok..this doesn't apply to you-unless you WANT to be facebook friends with them anyway...)
May 24, 2010
the ten o'clock headlines
Fair warning people, this post has no central point except that its all things that I want to talk about...
First of all, and least important, I watched the last episode of Lost yesterday and while I appreciated it on several levels for bringing people back together, satisfying my need for happy endings, and making me cry several bucket loads while sitting alone in my house in the middle of the day....I still am not entirely sure what happened or what the last four years of shows have been about. I'm hoping one of my smart friends will explain it to me some day soon....but until then, I must give the show major props for keeping me entertained for MOST of its four seasons.
And speaking of good plot lines, I have been getting phone calls and emails from friends and family over the last day or so to exclaim about the recent engagement announcement of my friends Paul and Lydia. For those of you who do not know Paul or Lydia, the reason for the extra excitement has been because of the CRAZINESS of their romance. In fact, its so dramatic and incredible it probably deserves its own blog post....but for the moment let me just say that Paul is a friend of mine from Texas and Lydia was my very first friend in New Zealand-they met at Brett and my wedding and did not see each other again until Paul sold all his possessions ( ok, probably not, but this is my story so that's how I'm telling it) and moved to New Zealand...where, only a few weeks later he proposed. Seriously people. You can't make this kind of romantic gold up!!
Let me just say that the wedding toast is writing itself here...
Ok next, my wonderful friend Katie who I met in Washington and now, sadly, lives in Kentucky just started up her very own photography business!! You really should head over to her website and check out some of the first pictures she's posted!
First of all, and least important, I watched the last episode of Lost yesterday and while I appreciated it on several levels for bringing people back together, satisfying my need for happy endings, and making me cry several bucket loads while sitting alone in my house in the middle of the day....I still am not entirely sure what happened or what the last four years of shows have been about. I'm hoping one of my smart friends will explain it to me some day soon....but until then, I must give the show major props for keeping me entertained for MOST of its four seasons.
And speaking of good plot lines, I have been getting phone calls and emails from friends and family over the last day or so to exclaim about the recent engagement announcement of my friends Paul and Lydia. For those of you who do not know Paul or Lydia, the reason for the extra excitement has been because of the CRAZINESS of their romance. In fact, its so dramatic and incredible it probably deserves its own blog post....but for the moment let me just say that Paul is a friend of mine from Texas and Lydia was my very first friend in New Zealand-they met at Brett and my wedding and did not see each other again until Paul sold all his possessions ( ok, probably not, but this is my story so that's how I'm telling it) and moved to New Zealand...where, only a few weeks later he proposed. Seriously people. You can't make this kind of romantic gold up!!
Let me just say that the wedding toast is writing itself here...
Ok next, my wonderful friend Katie who I met in Washington and now, sadly, lives in Kentucky just started up her very own photography business!! You really should head over to her website and check out some of the first pictures she's posted!
bummer
So, Brett and I are sitting on the couch watching Flight of the Concords when we hear this horrible crash...and come to find out the Graduation Verse Plaque that my home church in Texas gave me when I graduated high school had fallen off the wall and broken into a million tiny pieces of glass....
This is ridiculous since the plaque had ALREADY suffered water damage when I moved from Texas to Washington several years ago, and yet I had hung it up on the wall anyway...I mean, what are a few water marks when you can look at all the verses that each family in the church had lovingly picked out for you, right?!?
Anyway, I'm pretty bummed about it. I had to replace it with my upside down map of the world for the time being so that the giant blank spot on the wall in front of our bed would not bum me out even further.
*saaaaaad*
This is ridiculous since the plaque had ALREADY suffered water damage when I moved from Texas to Washington several years ago, and yet I had hung it up on the wall anyway...I mean, what are a few water marks when you can look at all the verses that each family in the church had lovingly picked out for you, right?!?
Anyway, I'm pretty bummed about it. I had to replace it with my upside down map of the world for the time being so that the giant blank spot on the wall in front of our bed would not bum me out even further.
*saaaaaad*
May 22, 2010
What's really important
Today I spent a long while working on Ransom's Baby Book....it has become VERY clear to me that I am not at all a crafty person, but lucky for me my baby book is quite cute and therefore can distract from my sad efforts, and I will also not loose sight of the fact that I'm having a son and I really doubt he'll care much about any cuteness scale in relations to this book...So, instead I'll focus on content-because I would like to think, whether boy or girl, people like to know where they came from and get a little "buried treasure" look at their life before they remember it...I have very fond memories of sitting with my parents reverently looking through my baby book, reading the stories my mom wrote about me, looking at pictures of myself...wow. Yeah. I was a TAD self-involved. hehe!
Annnyway, so in the hopes of making sure our child starts out on the right foot and stays grounded as he looks through his baby book, I will be including this picture:
Circa November 2009
Annnyway, so in the hopes of making sure our child starts out on the right foot and stays grounded as he looks through his baby book, I will be including this picture:
Circa November 2009
May 21, 2010
A Fan Fan
And no I did not accidentally repeat a word just now. I'm actually a hug ol' fan of the box fan. That lulling sound of constant whirring?! TOTALLY puts me to sleep...which is a bad thing when you're trying to use the fan to just cool you down, NOT put you to sleep....
Which was me today.
Its currently 87 degrees outside and its about 68 degrees inside ( YESSSSS! THAT'S RIGHT! ARMY, YOU'RE PAYING FOR THIS ELECTRIC BILL, NOT ME!!) and yet I have still had two little melt downs today. Not of the physiological kind but the sweating kind.
I blame Ransom. He's like carrying an electric blanket around your middle. And yes, I DO realize its only going to get worse ( I'm not sure why people feel the need to remind me of this...)
And so I've plugged in the box fan and I am currently sitting directly in front of it on my swiss exercise ball ( also known as a "birthing ball" in hardcore maternity circles). And this is how I roll....( no pun intended) chillin in front of the fan.
Which was me today.
Its currently 87 degrees outside and its about 68 degrees inside ( YESSSSS! THAT'S RIGHT! ARMY, YOU'RE PAYING FOR THIS ELECTRIC BILL, NOT ME!!) and yet I have still had two little melt downs today. Not of the physiological kind but the sweating kind.
I blame Ransom. He's like carrying an electric blanket around your middle. And yes, I DO realize its only going to get worse ( I'm not sure why people feel the need to remind me of this...)
And so I've plugged in the box fan and I am currently sitting directly in front of it on my swiss exercise ball ( also known as a "birthing ball" in hardcore maternity circles). And this is how I roll....( no pun intended) chillin in front of the fan.
May 20, 2010
Famous by Wilson standards
One thing I wasn't able to have at the Fancy Pants Apartment in Washington was my wall of pictures ( or wall of fame as I like to call it in my head), this was because the fancy pants people were against putting holes in the walls. ( laaaaame). But, now that we're here in a house that was built in the 1920s and has had many many holes put in its walls over the years, I was able to finally bring out the pictures once again.
I like having a mix of picture sizes and picture subjects-but for the most part I have tried to capture the people and places that make our life grand. Its a work in progress because so is our lives, and so new pictures are going up all the time. It never fails to make me happy to look up and see so many wonderful memories in one happy place.
Here's our dining room "Wall of Fame"
I like having a mix of picture sizes and picture subjects-but for the most part I have tried to capture the people and places that make our life grand. Its a work in progress because so is our lives, and so new pictures are going up all the time. It never fails to make me happy to look up and see so many wonderful memories in one happy place.
Here's our dining room "Wall of Fame"
May 19, 2010
Bad fiction, life lessons
So, this was bound to happen. I blog for two days in a row and then the third day happens and I'm in a total funk. I personally like to blog when I'm in a GOOD mood ( either that or I like to blog when I'm in a self-righteous rage...because those rants are usually comic gold later on. But anyways). However, I am in in neither today.
But, since we're here and I made a "commitment" to writing and all...I figured I'd write something.
So, here's a little story for you. A little while ago I read some really ( seriously, really) bad Christian fiction that had been recommended to me by a dear friend. It was a series of books ( well, there were two, which I guess counts as a series these days) and I got through the first one only by shear will power. It was SO badly written and so cheesy that I felt continually insulted by the author. As though he was laughing at me as he wrote saying things like, "Mmmwwwhahha! Abigail will waste perfectly good hours of her perfectly good day in reading this particular book-I should make it EXTRA bad! I will add MORE superlatives and more cheesy predictable plot "twists"
Anyway, I finished that first book ( because I'm a FINISHER PEOPLE! THAT'S RIGHT!) and I was bemoaning to Brett about the second book that I was now going to have to read and he made the most amazing suggestion:
DON'T READ IT!!
And I said, "But, what if our friend asks me what I think?!?! I mean, should I tell her that I hated the first one SO MUCH that I didn't read the second one?!?! What will she think of me?!?"
And to prove his point ( that I should NOT base any friendship on bad fiction), Brett read the back of the second book aloud to me.
Now, its been a little while since I've looked at these books and to be totally honest I "lost them" in a move several moves back so I sadly cannot give you an exact quote...but here's the gist of what the little synopsis on the back cover said:
We rejoin our heroine, Rachel in her first year of marriage to the dashing ( add some other insipid descriptors here) Robert-however their married bliss is cut short when Robert looses his professorship at the university because of his faith ( does that even HAPPEN?) just when Rachel realizes that they are expecting their first child....( it went on for a while talking about the different troubles they face) and then here comes the CRUNCHER: the last line, the line that's suppose to hook me into reading the book...the big question that we want the author to answer by writing this book is..."WILL God provide for Rachel and Robert?! Read this harrowing book to find out!
Anyway...it was bad. And Brett and I sat on the couch for ages laughing at the line "WILL God provide?!" and whoever was the creative genius who thought THAT was a good cliff hanger! I mean, OBVIOUSLY God would provide and so...thankfully, I did not have to put myself through the torment of reading this bad piece of fiction-
But, one good thing came from all that....every so often when comic relief is needed Brett or I will bust out with a little "WILL God provide?!" in a good movie trailer voice. And then we laugh.
But you know what, sometimes, we as Christians DO seem to think that that is a legit cliffhanger for our lives! We start to actually wonder if, when we reach the final chapters, God will actually pull through. And yet, ultimately I should laugh. I should laugh when Brett and I both get furrowed brows in regards to our futures. And right now we're faced with a whole lot of whatifs and waitandsees. I feel like every day when Brett comes home from work he has more and more weight sitting on his shoulders as he gets closer to the end of his current course and faces a whole lot of uncertainty in the future. But, tonight as I sit here pondering it all I am reminded of that cheesy line and how I don't have to read the book to be certain of the answer for us. I know that at the end of the Brett and Abigail chapters there will be a big, "And God provided."
But, since we're here and I made a "commitment" to writing and all...I figured I'd write something.
So, here's a little story for you. A little while ago I read some really ( seriously, really) bad Christian fiction that had been recommended to me by a dear friend. It was a series of books ( well, there were two, which I guess counts as a series these days) and I got through the first one only by shear will power. It was SO badly written and so cheesy that I felt continually insulted by the author. As though he was laughing at me as he wrote saying things like, "Mmmwwwhahha! Abigail will waste perfectly good hours of her perfectly good day in reading this particular book-I should make it EXTRA bad! I will add MORE superlatives and more cheesy predictable plot "twists"
Anyway, I finished that first book ( because I'm a FINISHER PEOPLE! THAT'S RIGHT!) and I was bemoaning to Brett about the second book that I was now going to have to read and he made the most amazing suggestion:
DON'T READ IT!!
And I said, "But, what if our friend asks me what I think?!?! I mean, should I tell her that I hated the first one SO MUCH that I didn't read the second one?!?! What will she think of me?!?"
And to prove his point ( that I should NOT base any friendship on bad fiction), Brett read the back of the second book aloud to me.
Now, its been a little while since I've looked at these books and to be totally honest I "lost them" in a move several moves back so I sadly cannot give you an exact quote...but here's the gist of what the little synopsis on the back cover said:
We rejoin our heroine, Rachel in her first year of marriage to the dashing ( add some other insipid descriptors here) Robert-however their married bliss is cut short when Robert looses his professorship at the university because of his faith ( does that even HAPPEN?) just when Rachel realizes that they are expecting their first child....( it went on for a while talking about the different troubles they face) and then here comes the CRUNCHER: the last line, the line that's suppose to hook me into reading the book...the big question that we want the author to answer by writing this book is..."WILL God provide for Rachel and Robert?! Read this harrowing book to find out!
Anyway...it was bad. And Brett and I sat on the couch for ages laughing at the line "WILL God provide?!" and whoever was the creative genius who thought THAT was a good cliff hanger! I mean, OBVIOUSLY God would provide and so...thankfully, I did not have to put myself through the torment of reading this bad piece of fiction-
But, one good thing came from all that....every so often when comic relief is needed Brett or I will bust out with a little "WILL God provide?!" in a good movie trailer voice. And then we laugh.
But you know what, sometimes, we as Christians DO seem to think that that is a legit cliffhanger for our lives! We start to actually wonder if, when we reach the final chapters, God will actually pull through. And yet, ultimately I should laugh. I should laugh when Brett and I both get furrowed brows in regards to our futures. And right now we're faced with a whole lot of whatifs and waitandsees. I feel like every day when Brett comes home from work he has more and more weight sitting on his shoulders as he gets closer to the end of his current course and faces a whole lot of uncertainty in the future. But, tonight as I sit here pondering it all I am reminded of that cheesy line and how I don't have to read the book to be certain of the answer for us. I know that at the end of the Brett and Abigail chapters there will be a big, "And God provided."
May 18, 2010
Button love
So, my totally talented and awesome friend Karissa designed a button for my blog! This way anyone who feel so inclined can have a cutiest link to my blog on their personal page or blog! YAY!
Here is Karissa's blog button:
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And feel free to grab one of my cute new buttons over on the side bar!!
Morning Props
I've got to give a little shout out to Ruby Love Designs where I got my totally adorable Modern Baby Book. I fell in love as soon as I saw it, and thanks to my WONDERFUL grandfather-who let me pick out any baby book I wanted! I was able to get it!!
I gotta tell you I was really relieved when I came across these minimalist, yet stylish baby books because I had started to wonder if such a thing existed! It seemed that there were TONS of cute girly baby books out there but once you got to the boys section they were either waaaay to babyish or just UGLY.
But, Ruby Love Designs had SO many great choices and colors it was actually difficult for me to pick one! But, pick I did and once it arrived in the mail I have been itching to get started on it...
And so I got out my "fancy pens" and began the process of filling in some of the "pregnancy pages", you know the whole "When did Mommy tell Daddy that she was pregnant with you?" type things. It was fun filling it all in, fun until I made a tiny little mistake on one of the pages. At first I tried to convinced myself that it was no big deal, my child would understand, that such things would only happen with more and more frequency as he got older and so he should learn right away that his mother is ditzy....but I was starting to obsess over it and so I emailed Ruby Love Designs and asked if there was anyway I could purchase a replacement page. Now, the other great thing is that Ruby Love Designs actually makes all sorts of insert pages that you can get along the way if you find you need them...even "My time in the NICU" pages if you baby has to spend some time there. Or extra Baby Shower pages if you're having multiple showers. Pretty cool!
But, anyway, back to my silly dilemma. I got a response right away, and they are sending me a FREE replacement page because of my silly mistake. So, at least for the time being Ransom's baby book can go back to being "perfect". Just like the kind of mother I am....at least until he's born. ;-)
Check out this great little company if you get the chance....I'm totally sold!
A look on the inside ( sorry its blurry, my iphone didn't enjoy taking this picture...):
May 17, 2010
This week I've decided to blog every day. I use to do this all the time. I don't know what happened. Its not like I don't have the time! Sooooo, for lack of other feelings of productivity I will post something ( its value and content is not guaranteed) each day this week...or at least until Friday. Weekends I'm not so sure about...
This is mostly because the Bible study that we're involved with is for Airborne Students. Basically we get soldiers for three weeks-while they are in Airborne school and then they move on. It can be pretty exciting to see peoples lives change in a short amount of time, but its also challenging because you DO have such LIMITED time with these people! And you NEVER feel like you can take a week to slack off...because, its literally going to be one of your three chances with a person.
Annnyways, things are always a little fast paced but things are even MORE fast paced in the summer months because that's when we get TONS ( and i mean tons) of ROTC and Westpoint cadets who come to Airborne school during their summer break! This extra exciting for me because there are a lot more girls than we normally have...but it also means that when I normally am just supporting Brett in ministering to guys now we've got guys AND girls that we're trying to reach out to and love on! It got a little crazy at our house this weekend.
And of course, THIS would be the week that I'm suppose to share at Bible study! Why didn't I get to share on one of those weeks when we had like ten people total? Unlike last week when we had about forty. Meh. Scary! But, at the same time I've been excited to share what God has taught me over the last 6 months or so and I'm finally getting the opportunity so I should be happy I am getting to share it with so many....nope. I'm still a little nervous.
This is mostly because the Bible study that we're involved with is for Airborne Students. Basically we get soldiers for three weeks-while they are in Airborne school and then they move on. It can be pretty exciting to see peoples lives change in a short amount of time, but its also challenging because you DO have such LIMITED time with these people! And you NEVER feel like you can take a week to slack off...because, its literally going to be one of your three chances with a person.
Annnyways, things are always a little fast paced but things are even MORE fast paced in the summer months because that's when we get TONS ( and i mean tons) of ROTC and Westpoint cadets who come to Airborne school during their summer break! This extra exciting for me because there are a lot more girls than we normally have...but it also means that when I normally am just supporting Brett in ministering to guys now we've got guys AND girls that we're trying to reach out to and love on! It got a little crazy at our house this weekend.
And of course, THIS would be the week that I'm suppose to share at Bible study! Why didn't I get to share on one of those weeks when we had like ten people total? Unlike last week when we had about forty. Meh. Scary! But, at the same time I've been excited to share what God has taught me over the last 6 months or so and I'm finally getting the opportunity so I should be happy I am getting to share it with so many....nope. I'm still a little nervous.
May 16, 2010
Midnight in the House of Good and Evil
There are some natural phenomenon that I have yet to understand or be able to explain even a little bit. And one such event is the "smoke detectors only run out of battery in the middle of the night."
Seriously, its a fact. I have yet to meet a smoke detector that went out in the middle of the day after a full nights sleep and maybe breakfast and some coffee...THEN the smoke detector starts doing its intermittent beeping routine to get your attention.
Nope, instead the smoke detector sits quietly in a yet to be discovered room and waits until you're settling into bed for the night. And juuuuuust when you're starting to drift off....BEEEEEP.....silence.
At first you think maybe you are crazy and you dreamed it, just go back to sleep Abigail it was noth-BEEEEEEEPPP!
OK, you definitely heard it this time. And so you sit up and you wait in the darkness for it to go off again.
And that's the other thing. There seems to be no pattern or rhyme or reason to the beeping. I mean, I understand the whole "program the smoke detector to beep when the battery runs down" business otherwise we'd all die in house fires ( or something), But I DO NOT understand the fact that the beeping will wait for many a long minute before beeping again. And then next time maybe it'll beep twice in the spain of two minutes ( just for the heck of it) and then be silent for 20 minutes. HONESTLY! WHY?!?!
So, this all happened last night, and Brett and I both got out of our ultra comfy bed and walked around the house trying to decern which smoke detector was the culprit. Finally it was decided that it must be the one in the hallway ( even though we hadn't caught it red handed just yet) since every time the beeping would go off while we were around one of the other detectors we KNEW it was coming from somewhere else.
So there was Brett...standing on a chair with a drill screwing the screws of out of our smoke detector, at midnight, me standing below him for moral support when Jaymon comes home.
Now, Jaymon is the Lieutenant who is living in our attic. He's a great guy who's desire to learn more about Jesus made him make the crazy decision to live with Brett and his crazy pregnant wife, in their attic. So yeah. Good guy.
And not to mention really funny. This guy has some serious comedic timing. In fact, Brett and I have decided that he is not unlike Kramar from Seinfeld because he has this habit of coming into the room with something random already coming out of his mouth...case in point:
Brett's on the chair, in the hallway maiming a smoke detector. Its after midnight.
Jaymon comes in...surveys the scene and instead of asking any of those inquiring minds would like to know type questions he busts out with, "Check out my new awesome linen pants!!! Whadda ya think?!!"
And then sticks out a leg all model-like so we can see....
You would have thought that Brett and I had waited up for him for the specific purpose of seeing his new pants and were just "killing time" by murdering a smoke detector while we waited.
Anyway, you probably had to be there to see the humor. Or you at least need to be sleep deprived and assulted by a smoke detectors beeping for an hour to FULLY see the absurdity in the situation. But just take my word for it. Jaymon's an interesting dude. He makes our lives infinitely more fun.
OK, so back to the smoke detector. Brett sufficiently killed the smoke detector in the hallway and I had gotten back in bed, and Brett had gone to the bath room....we had not heard the beeping for a good twenty-five minutes so we felt like we were safe again....but nooooo..
BEEEEP. *silence* BEEEEEEEEEP
For reals?!? The whole time we were destroying the hallway smoke detector ( which probably took a good 15 minutes to do) the TRUE culprit had waited patiently and in silence in the other bedroom. It then waited until we'd gotten down off the chair, admired Jaymon's linen pants, and put away the screw driver and drill, it then waited until I had climbed BACK into bed and Brett had gone into the bathroom...AND THEN IT GOES OFF.
Do not tell me that smoke detectors do not have brains and aren't vindictive for no reason, because I WILL NOT BELIEVE YOU.
Seriously, its a fact. I have yet to meet a smoke detector that went out in the middle of the day after a full nights sleep and maybe breakfast and some coffee...THEN the smoke detector starts doing its intermittent beeping routine to get your attention.
Nope, instead the smoke detector sits quietly in a yet to be discovered room and waits until you're settling into bed for the night. And juuuuuust when you're starting to drift off....BEEEEEP.....silence.
At first you think maybe you are crazy and you dreamed it, just go back to sleep Abigail it was noth-BEEEEEEEPPP!
OK, you definitely heard it this time. And so you sit up and you wait in the darkness for it to go off again.
And that's the other thing. There seems to be no pattern or rhyme or reason to the beeping. I mean, I understand the whole "program the smoke detector to beep when the battery runs down" business otherwise we'd all die in house fires ( or something), But I DO NOT understand the fact that the beeping will wait for many a long minute before beeping again. And then next time maybe it'll beep twice in the spain of two minutes ( just for the heck of it) and then be silent for 20 minutes. HONESTLY! WHY?!?!
So, this all happened last night, and Brett and I both got out of our ultra comfy bed and walked around the house trying to decern which smoke detector was the culprit. Finally it was decided that it must be the one in the hallway ( even though we hadn't caught it red handed just yet) since every time the beeping would go off while we were around one of the other detectors we KNEW it was coming from somewhere else.
So there was Brett...standing on a chair with a drill screwing the screws of out of our smoke detector, at midnight, me standing below him for moral support when Jaymon comes home.
Now, Jaymon is the Lieutenant who is living in our attic. He's a great guy who's desire to learn more about Jesus made him make the crazy decision to live with Brett and his crazy pregnant wife, in their attic. So yeah. Good guy.
And not to mention really funny. This guy has some serious comedic timing. In fact, Brett and I have decided that he is not unlike Kramar from Seinfeld because he has this habit of coming into the room with something random already coming out of his mouth...case in point:
Brett's on the chair, in the hallway maiming a smoke detector. Its after midnight.
Jaymon comes in...surveys the scene and instead of asking any of those inquiring minds would like to know type questions he busts out with, "Check out my new awesome linen pants!!! Whadda ya think?!!"
And then sticks out a leg all model-like so we can see....
You would have thought that Brett and I had waited up for him for the specific purpose of seeing his new pants and were just "killing time" by murdering a smoke detector while we waited.
Anyway, you probably had to be there to see the humor. Or you at least need to be sleep deprived and assulted by a smoke detectors beeping for an hour to FULLY see the absurdity in the situation. But just take my word for it. Jaymon's an interesting dude. He makes our lives infinitely more fun.
OK, so back to the smoke detector. Brett sufficiently killed the smoke detector in the hallway and I had gotten back in bed, and Brett had gone to the bath room....we had not heard the beeping for a good twenty-five minutes so we felt like we were safe again....but nooooo..
BEEEEP. *silence* BEEEEEEEEEP
For reals?!? The whole time we were destroying the hallway smoke detector ( which probably took a good 15 minutes to do) the TRUE culprit had waited patiently and in silence in the other bedroom. It then waited until we'd gotten down off the chair, admired Jaymon's linen pants, and put away the screw driver and drill, it then waited until I had climbed BACK into bed and Brett had gone into the bathroom...AND THEN IT GOES OFF.
Do not tell me that smoke detectors do not have brains and aren't vindictive for no reason, because I WILL NOT BELIEVE YOU.
May 13, 2010
The Big stuff
So this week has been super de-duper fast like in speed and I can hardly believe that tomorrow is Friday! Gah! And I totally planned on posting more this week! Who knows what happened?!
Anyways, on Monday I put all my "plans" for the day on hold and spent it with a friend who just had a baby two weeks ago. Lucky for me ( not so for her), she and her hubs are down to one car and she needed a ride to her two week baby doctors appointment. And then, because she's been literally trapped in her own home with a newborn for two weeks straight, we went out to lunch to celebrate her sons two pound weight gain ( yeah, I think he's thriving, all right! hehe). It was fun getting to hang out with her and wee little James, but also definitely mind blowing to think that I will be in her shoes in just three months! Whoooooa.
The rest of the week was filled with lots of little blessings like...we got a new chair for the living room ( and for those of you who love "the old chair" as much as I do, don't worry...we didn't get rid of it...its living in the baby's room now) that Brett and I randomly found at Target. I'll have to take a picture of the chair for you, but I really like it-mostly because Brett and I can both sit comfortably on it together. Albeit you have to really like the person you're sitting with, but my point is that its a BIG chair, and I like BIG chairs.
In fact, to make sure that the chair was big enough, Brett and I took it for a test run in the middle of the Target home section and a woman walked by and was like, "Wow, now THAT'S what I call a cheap date!" Which I gotta agree, it WAS sorta perfect...just sitting there....watching the shoppers go by....
After the arrival of the new chair things only got BETTER...when our BABY furniture arrived!! WOOO! My sweet sweet parents bought it for us, and I am SO excited about getting it all set up!! And by getting it all set up, I mean Brett getting it all set up...hahaha! His parental duties of putting together furniture and toys has only JUST begun...
Until we get OUR furniture set up, here's a picture of a fake baby room:
And THEN...to put a little cherry on top, our Washer and Dryer that we bought three weeks ago finally arrived. I didn't know that I could love an appliance ( other than my red kitchenaid mixer), but I gotta admit...I have a serious crush on this washer and dryer. Here's a picture I took with my phone while they were quietly getting two weeks worth of dirty clothes all beautiful and clean....
Anyways, on Monday I put all my "plans" for the day on hold and spent it with a friend who just had a baby two weeks ago. Lucky for me ( not so for her), she and her hubs are down to one car and she needed a ride to her two week baby doctors appointment. And then, because she's been literally trapped in her own home with a newborn for two weeks straight, we went out to lunch to celebrate her sons two pound weight gain ( yeah, I think he's thriving, all right! hehe). It was fun getting to hang out with her and wee little James, but also definitely mind blowing to think that I will be in her shoes in just three months! Whoooooa.
The rest of the week was filled with lots of little blessings like...we got a new chair for the living room ( and for those of you who love "the old chair" as much as I do, don't worry...we didn't get rid of it...its living in the baby's room now) that Brett and I randomly found at Target. I'll have to take a picture of the chair for you, but I really like it-mostly because Brett and I can both sit comfortably on it together. Albeit you have to really like the person you're sitting with, but my point is that its a BIG chair, and I like BIG chairs.
In fact, to make sure that the chair was big enough, Brett and I took it for a test run in the middle of the Target home section and a woman walked by and was like, "Wow, now THAT'S what I call a cheap date!" Which I gotta agree, it WAS sorta perfect...just sitting there....watching the shoppers go by....
After the arrival of the new chair things only got BETTER...when our BABY furniture arrived!! WOOO! My sweet sweet parents bought it for us, and I am SO excited about getting it all set up!! And by getting it all set up, I mean Brett getting it all set up...hahaha! His parental duties of putting together furniture and toys has only JUST begun...
Until we get OUR furniture set up, here's a picture of a fake baby room:
And THEN...to put a little cherry on top, our Washer and Dryer that we bought three weeks ago finally arrived. I didn't know that I could love an appliance ( other than my red kitchenaid mixer), but I gotta admit...I have a serious crush on this washer and dryer. Here's a picture I took with my phone while they were quietly getting two weeks worth of dirty clothes all beautiful and clean....
May 10, 2010
by 3rds
So, woo HOO! Third Trimester! Here we are!!
I gotta tell you, when I saw the little count down switch over from "2nd" to "3rd" it was met with mixed emotions. On one hand I'm like "YES!!! One step closer!!"
but on the other hand there are moments when I'm majorly freaked out about this whole "having a baby" thing.
Whatever the mood though, the thought process is surely interrupted by Ransom kicking me. Which is his new favorite thing to do. That or doing cartwheels in my stomach. He's a fan. A big fan.
In fact, last night I had my iphone perched on my stomach as a laid in bed. ( its quite the handy little shelf) And my phone literally JUMPED off my stomach. Thus, Brett and I spent a good twenty minutes just sitting and watching my phone jump around.
Good times, good times.
I did make a few mistakes this weekend that I SERIOUSLY paid for....number one was having MEGA spicy Thai food for dinner on Friday night, and then waking up on Saturday morning with an urge for a Starbucks latte ( this is pretty odd since I haven't really had starbucks since becoming pregnant) and even though I had a decaf-I suffered the serious acid reflux results of those culinary delights. UGG!
And so pregnancy passes....I'm sure one day I will look back on these moments with great nostalgia so I might as well enjoy the waddling while I can....
I gotta tell you, when I saw the little count down switch over from "2nd" to "3rd" it was met with mixed emotions. On one hand I'm like "YES!!! One step closer!!"
but on the other hand there are moments when I'm majorly freaked out about this whole "having a baby" thing.
Whatever the mood though, the thought process is surely interrupted by Ransom kicking me. Which is his new favorite thing to do. That or doing cartwheels in my stomach. He's a fan. A big fan.
In fact, last night I had my iphone perched on my stomach as a laid in bed. ( its quite the handy little shelf) And my phone literally JUMPED off my stomach. Thus, Brett and I spent a good twenty minutes just sitting and watching my phone jump around.
Good times, good times.
I did make a few mistakes this weekend that I SERIOUSLY paid for....number one was having MEGA spicy Thai food for dinner on Friday night, and then waking up on Saturday morning with an urge for a Starbucks latte ( this is pretty odd since I haven't really had starbucks since becoming pregnant) and even though I had a decaf-I suffered the serious acid reflux results of those culinary delights. UGG!
And so pregnancy passes....I'm sure one day I will look back on these moments with great nostalgia so I might as well enjoy the waddling while I can....
May 07, 2010
Normalcy
I'm such a big fan of things being in their place...which is why, so far, in the unpacking process the moment that made me THE most happy was organizing all of our various computer accouterments into an old shoe organizer that I have long since outgrown ( too many shoes...)
Cameras, ipods, odd cords, external harddrives...they all have their spot.
Here is a picture
Cameras, ipods, odd cords, external harddrives...they all have their spot.
Here is a picture
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