I love those times when I think I don’t have a life…things to do…much going on. HA! Enter June. We have a few things going on, like: selling current home/buying new home/moving into new home/packing up the rest of current home/vacation (shhh)/Mike has like 5 Dr appts/I have two weeks of vendor/customer meetings. Add to that an already full platter of things to do…my oldest son is turning 15….what??…..Father’s Day……ACCCKKKKKK!!!!
So, that’s not the excuse that I haven’t posted. I have just been living life instead of writing about it. It’s a catch 22 though. I love reading back over what I was thinking/feeling at a certain time. Maybe with all this change in my life I will be sure to capture it somehow in word. It is absolutely crazy all that we have going on….but I am so incredibly excited and happy. And…BLESSED.
So, as I have stated more than once, my primary purpose of blogging is to remember. To capture my feelings about something. So, I’d be a fool to not capture the way I’m feeling about my plans on Saturday. My weekends are usually full of sleeping in, hanging out with the family, eating out, shopping, enjoying my kids….which is great! However, there are times when I have an actual PLAN (that is usually WEEKS in the making) and that is the case this Saturday. I am going to meet my childhood friend and we get to hang out all day. I am SO SO SO SO SO excited. We see each other rarely at this point..and the funny part is that I seriously feel that we have more in common NOW than when we were TEENS. She’s got a funny, wacky, witty sense of humor and can always make me laugh. She can also make me want to Bible study like nobody’s business. I don’t get to talk to her nearly enough but I feel like I can pick up the phone anytime and know that we can continue on like we’ve talked every day. Every morning that I take my son to school, I drive by the street she grew up on and I think of times together as teenagers. Talking about boys and teachers and the popular girls at school that we weren’t close with. It’s amazing how we could have basically foretold our futures then! LOL
I’m betting I have a follow up blog to this…complete with pics…in remembrance!
It’s so hard to believe that it’s come and gone. That the long-awaited day of celebrations of our Savior’s birth…with presents and food and family has happened and is now a memory. As I upload the photos to my computer and try to process the frenzy of the last few days….I thought I’d list out some things that I hope I remember a year from now…or even 5…but hopefully 30. You know I can turn anything into bullet form. 🙂
- Oatmeal cookies are good. But making them is NOT an easy task.
- My boys DO count presents.
- Mama will let you help. If she has a debilitating illness.
- Family really is the best part of it. Hands down.
- If your husband buys you that Kitchen-Aid mixer, he WILL expect you to USE it.
- When people say “if you need me, just call” – they might really mean it.
- Santa can find his way in even if you don’t have a chimney, a special key for him or sleigh parking.
- The more you say “I’m not going to overdo it this year.” is proportional to the amount in which you WILL.
- Kids are really fun to watch open presents. The wonder, the surprise, the smiles…it just makes the hustle and bustle and money and time SO WORTH IT.
- It really is better to give than receive. Honestly.
- There is no better party than a pajama party.
- McDonald’s really is the only place open. Really.
- Being able to help your parents out more than ever is still rewarding even if your Mom is sick and that’s the only reason she let you do most of the grocery shopping.
- Having a sick mommy on Christmas is pretty much the same as having a sick kiddo at Christmas. Feels just as yucky and you want to take it away for them!
- Real friends wear pajamas to your house. And don’t care that you’re still in them.
- Reading the Bible on Christmas Eve with your kids is actually that awesome. Having a husband that explains things and is so patient with them is even more awesome.
- When it’s all said and done and your four year old lists out a few toys as her fave parts of the day….but ends with, “but spending time with my family was the best thing ever” – it’s okay to cry. It’s probably preferred to exploding internally.
Merry Christmas to everyone reading. It’s been a great one for us and I hope it has been for you as well!
So, I did this earlier with my great-grandmother’s picture…and I thought it was time again. Chose THIS GUY…since it was just his birthday and I had this awesome picture of him!
That man right there is my Daddy. He’s a great husband to my Mom, a wonderful Daddy to us girls, and a fabulous Papa to all the grandkids. This pic was taken at his birthday party just a couple of weeks ago. It makes me think of a few things:
- to get my Daddy to smile straight on in a pic – IMPOSSIBLE
- his laugh, which is contagious
- his love of San Felipe where he orders “pollo VANDITO” every time, no matter how many times I correct him (fundido)
- our Sonic dates when I was a teenager…every Friday night
- his height…six feet six inches..he has always been the “jolly green giant” to me
- him taking me to my first race in 1989…getting vomited on and leaving early! LOL
- Darrell Waltrip
- that stache. (Victor Newman? LOL Weekend at Bernie’s??)
- I remember hanging out with him when my mom worked in retail and we would order pizza, those were some of my favorite nights!
- That time we sat on the floor together to watch Miami Vice and he ended up with knee surgery (womp womp wompppp)
- I also remember the gut-wrenching feeling of disappointing him (too many times)…and the hurt look in his eyes…thinking there was NO way he could feel as bad as I did (as a parent know, I know that’s not the case)
- If you know my Dad, you know he watches commercials. All of them. And he likes to talk about them. And I secretly sometimes watch the funny ones so we can talk about them. 🙂
- Seeing him and Christian build things when Christian was about 3 or so….melting my heart.
I am so blessed with a Daddy. Not a “father’ or a “dad”, but a DADDY. He’s always been there for me and still is. As a teen, when I thought I’d done that THING that would make him not love me anymore..it was when he surprised me and was more present than ever. In my adult life now, I am so very thankful for my childhood relationship with him and even more for the grown up relationship too. I truly believe I married someone that’s somewhat like him – and that makes me so very proud.
I remember events. I remember things I feel like I should. I remember most appointments and important dates and big deals. But….when it comes to lots of small things…lots of young life things…I just frankly DO NOT REMEMBER. It’s not about one particular time period in my life (like tenth grade) or a certain person being involved (like a boy, perhaps). I dare say that maybe there are hurts there…maybe pain…a bit of stupidity….maybe just silly-ness….that the good Lord just doesn’t want me to remember. I have no idea what the reason is, but I know it’s there. I’ve often even worried about it…like I was worried I had something really wrong with me. Beyond what I already know…. 🙂 But I don’t worry anymore over it. I appreciate the memories that I do have and I do crave to remember more. When I find a picture or a blurb of something I wrote, I do what I can to figure out what piece of my life that was from….I am serious when I say that some things I have NO memory of. I guess that’s why I take SO many pictures now – and I try to write things down more often. I make notes and write things in my calendars (which I keep every one of) and I hope to not lose fragments as the years keep going by. Any ideas on better ways to document life? I’d sure love to hear them!!