I’m doing some paid posts because, well, Christmas is on the way again. And did I tell you the good news? The good (cough) news is that my sweet husband is about to be out of work. THANKS very MUCH to THE horrible ECONOMY! I guess not even the rich folks are buying homes because the fancy development Jeremy has been supervising the construction on isn’t selling units. So, that means that once they’re done with the punch work for the homes they have built, there isn’t going to be any new homes going in like they planned for a year ago when Jeremy took the job. Helllllo! What are we going to do? Good question. Since no one wants to renovate or build anything, Jeremy’s trade just isn’t in demand anymore.
Life throws us some curve balls, doesn’t it? All I care about is meeting our mortgage payment. I can let cell phones and internet go if we had to. Since we bought this home frugally, I think we’ll be able to keep chopping away at this 30 (28) year mortgage. Screw foreclosures. There’s too much love, time, and money in this house to lose it to a recession.
As long as someone is in need of eggs, sperm, or even a kidney… We’re going to be alright.
Up for auction is one healthy kidney… I forgot I don’t produce eggs anymore, so that’s not an option.
I’m going to write some reviews so that my kiddos have a nice Christmas. The rest is going to come together for all of us. It’s going to get better. Obama is already working on it and he’s not even in the White House yet.
I don’t even think I could put this vacation into words. Delicious. Amazing. Healing. Renewing. It was one of the best vacations I’ve ever had (second only to Jamaica, mostly because it was Jamaica).
Obviously Busch Gardens was a blast. So was the Adventure Island water park. The weather being absolutely amazing was a dream come true. The resort offered the best accommodations I could have dreamed of. The company left my belly hurting from laughter. The flowing drinks and delicious food left me 7 pounds heavier and all too content and comfortable. The beach? Oh, the beach. My heart was so full of love and happiness and joy. The visit with my Aunt? It was as if someone took this heavy, burdensome load off of my back. The hurt and indifference I’ve unnecessarily harbored for nearly 20 years melted away when I saw my mother’s sister (and, ironically, my mother in her eyes) for the first time in 18 years. I suddenly embraced healing and a fresh start in her presence. And I would be sad for all the years lost to pride, but instead I look forward to a life of loving her and knowing her. She’s a beautiful soul, and through her stories and memories I fell in love with Mom all over again. I can’t even explain. What a beautiful gift.
I had said I’d stop posting pics of the kiddos on my blog, and I intend to. But I had to share this one. It’s one of the only pics I got of my Aunt Elizabeth, and Noah happens to be an important part of this picture. They say children are good at judging character. If that’s true, a picture is worth a million words. Noah melted in her arms, which says so much because he’s such a busy toddler that even I have to beg for cuddles. He welcomed her, so much so that he drooled as she rocked and cuddled him…
Jeremy did his deep sea fishing excursion with a bunch of guys. He was VERY sea sick up until the last few hours of the 8 hour trip, despite having taken Dramamine before boarding the boat. In the last few hours he caught the biggest 2 fish of anyone though! So he was quite pleased with himself. And I was pleased too because the fish was amazing when we de-boned and filleted it that evening for supper.
The children adored the beach as much as I did as a child. I saw myself in them. And I was as childlike and silly and funloving, as if my soul burst right out of my body. I wanted sometimes to just lie there and soak up the rays quietly with a book, but they kept me on my feet– in the waves, on the sand, with a castle mold or float in hand– inhibitions and worries and schedules as far away from my mind as they could possibly be. I asked God to let me live Heaven the same way. In every exact detail. Family. Love. Friends. Forgiveness. Waves. Sand. And more Love.
I have so much I want to share, but I’m still weary. Homesick. Going through withdrawals. I’m getting “Back to Life” now. Bags to unpack, clothes to wash, lonely dogs to nurture. It’ll all settle back down and I’ll be back to posting soon. Hugs to all of you I’ve missed in Blogland….
I made my debut as the newest Board Member at tonight’s big Gala. It was a large event with all of the town’s upper crusties. I felt like a fish out of water. But I had a good time after a few Cosmos. Jeremy finally joined me later in the night and then I felt more comfortable once I had him by my side– you know, it’s always nice to have somone to talk to, much less cannodle with. I’m not sure what was weirder for me: the men who eyeballed me, the women who hit on me, or the mothers who gave me the cold shoulder. I guess I’ll never completely understand the socialite type crowd. But I dont have to; at $100 per plate, I don’t care about all the silliness between. I care about the kids and all the wonderful experiences we’ll give them with with the money that these Galas and funraisers bring.
Here’s me before the Gala. I’m kind of happy to see a couple of pics of me, much less decent pictures of me. When you’re the woman behind the camera, you don’t see yourself very often. Especially since I’m normally in cut off sweat pants and a stained up wife-beater. So glamourous!
Speaking of canoodling: my favorite part of the evening was coming home with Jeremy, getting into my unsexy cozies, and snuggling up to the Man of my Dreams…
I didn’t want to mention this until it happened. And it happened. Jeremy and I put in a request for consideration for the position on the Board for the Children’s Museum and, with that, the Arts Center. It’s growing EMENSELY, and there was 2 positions open. The Children’s Museum is opening this GRAND new center, and the person who fills the position would help with fundraising, galas, ideas, painting, building, creating, EVERYTHING!
WE WERE OFFERED THE POSITIONS TODAY!
My heart is overflowing! I start my “duties” on Friday night at the 50’s party, meeting all of the Board Members and mingling. Saturday night at the fancy $100 per plate Gala, I’ve been awarded the position of “Coat Girl.” I don’t mind– I’m going to doll it up like a little pinup momma and take those jackets with a smile on my face. For my good deed, I get to rub elbows with the upper crusties of our town (Not my favorite part, but they have money and their kids rooms might need murals– Yeyyyah.) But the good part is that I get to eat some prime rib and have a few totties to boot. I’m easy.
Wooooo-hoooo. Pics to come!
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Conversation Highlight of the Day:
There was this little dude, about 6, at Austin’s football game tonight. He and his friend kept watching Bella who was contently painting her toenails and applying lip gloss because she was bored out of her mind watching football. The little dude comes up to Bella while she’s painting her toenails and asks her why she’s wearing so much pink. She rolls her eyes and he leaves for a few minutes. When he comes back to poke fun at her…
Little Dude: “You go to school, or what?”
Bella, in her sassiest tone: “Shahh. Yeah, I go to school! I go to Beauty School.”
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