When I thought about making a post for the blog this week. It was Monday night....and I was excited about the week. Even though I had one scary scary experience coming home from church I was super excited for the weekend. Someone must have heard me cause it's been hard everyday since.
I won't make this a chance to whine or complain. I will just make this short and to the point. Everyday when it's hard or...the night before was too crazy for me...I try to remember these few ideals.
1) My loving husband has a job he enjoys. We aren't rich but I never have been so I'm not missing anything.
2) I have two babies who are now mini adults. The conversations they hold, and statements they say surprise and amaze me. Glad I can hear them.
3) I have knowledge that if I can endure till the end the reward will be awesome. So awesome, I can't comprehend it right now. (That even makes sacrament meeting go fast!)
4)If I ever need to complain, my Mother is always a phone call away(we talk on the phone at least 5 times a day)
5)And I can always pray. That is icing on the cake since my prayers don't have to be politically correct, wont be judged on length or if they are sincere and I can pray anytime of the day.
Sunday will come as it always does and I will get to play piano and praise my Father in Heaven in song. It's a tough week but next week I get to have wedding cake at a reception. Amen to that.
April
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Will he not smile?
I think my husband is handsome. I love his blue eyes. He tans really well in the summer. He's taller than me and makes me feel protected. I like to put my head back when he kisses me goodbye for work. I smile when he kisses my dimples. I can't keep a straight face if he's trying to be romantic. It makes me giggle like I'm 12. I like calling him....I could go on. But of all the things in the world....he rarely smiles for pictures. I think we'll make it work somehow.
I have to give him credit....he did try. And of course we do have some good smiling pictures of him...but this is pretty much how he looks in all our pictures. Ahh....at least he's handsome.
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| Us right after we were married..... |
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| Waiting for the ferry.... |
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| How handsome does he look though??? :) |
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| Us in Port Angeles |
Monday, March 28, 2011
We are not dead!
I have been starting and stopping this post off and on for about two weeks. Every time I get a chance to sit down and type something, I am needed somewhere else. So I am sorry to those of you who are actually curious about my little family. Today is the 28th, which means I have two days till my birthday. This year seems really curious to me. I am willing and excited to make my own birthday cake(not because someone wont show their love through baking....I just like to bake so I want to!) the only real present is my husband home and he able to recharge and sleep before he has to go to work again. That's it. Not a huge present, or a long day of celebration just having my hubby home so he can sleep.
I will be honest. My birthday is hard. I was a week early, my parents couldn't agree on a name...and almost 30 years ago sonograms were very different. Up until the hospital I was determined to be a boy, so they had a great name chosen. Douglas Lee. I think that's cute and it had great meaning for both of my parents. So I was a surprise and reason for a little row before being a week old. I still cause that reaction for some reason.(??????) So, growing up.....I found people just could NOT remember my birthday. I've gotten calls, gifts and apologies for many many years....up until May 1st. Some people think the birthday is April 30th...or the 16th. Or April 8th....or any DAY in April. That would be correct logic if I had been born during the actual month of April...but it didn't happen that way. I haven't decided if Heavenly Father was THAT tired of me....or if I was just meant for that day but it is my birthday. I love that day since it's right after Spring officially starts, is always close the General Conference and sometimes my birthday falls on Easter. When I was younger, and friends were a good marker for how I valued myself(we all go through that phase) I was be soooooooooooo hurt if someone forgot my birthday. For at least 2 weeks prior I can remember gently reminding people, charming them into a gift, or just flat out saying...you should buy me something. I still love and cherish people, but I'm just too old now to be selfish(plus I don't want to give my kids a reason to be silly like Mama)
Back to my hubby, things have been so crazy for him lately. I wish I knew where to begin about an update but I never know where to begin really. I will say that he is now driving taxi cab that was a hard adjustment for me but he enjoys it, so that makes me happy. He works the night shift so he sleeps during that day, which I don't know how with the little adults in the house. I am proud he does so well and is so willing to provide for us, which makes me swell with pride. Taking the kiddos for a walk, so my update will have to be again....................SOON. Talk to everyone soon.
I will be honest. My birthday is hard. I was a week early, my parents couldn't agree on a name...and almost 30 years ago sonograms were very different. Up until the hospital I was determined to be a boy, so they had a great name chosen. Douglas Lee. I think that's cute and it had great meaning for both of my parents. So I was a surprise and reason for a little row before being a week old. I still cause that reaction for some reason.(??????) So, growing up.....I found people just could NOT remember my birthday. I've gotten calls, gifts and apologies for many many years....up until May 1st. Some people think the birthday is April 30th...or the 16th. Or April 8th....or any DAY in April. That would be correct logic if I had been born during the actual month of April...but it didn't happen that way. I haven't decided if Heavenly Father was THAT tired of me....or if I was just meant for that day but it is my birthday. I love that day since it's right after Spring officially starts, is always close the General Conference and sometimes my birthday falls on Easter. When I was younger, and friends were a good marker for how I valued myself(we all go through that phase) I was be soooooooooooo hurt if someone forgot my birthday. For at least 2 weeks prior I can remember gently reminding people, charming them into a gift, or just flat out saying...you should buy me something. I still love and cherish people, but I'm just too old now to be selfish(plus I don't want to give my kids a reason to be silly like Mama)
Back to my hubby, things have been so crazy for him lately. I wish I knew where to begin about an update but I never know where to begin really. I will say that he is now driving taxi cab that was a hard adjustment for me but he enjoys it, so that makes me happy. He works the night shift so he sleeps during that day, which I don't know how with the little adults in the house. I am proud he does so well and is so willing to provide for us, which makes me swell with pride. Taking the kiddos for a walk, so my update will have to be again....................SOON. Talk to everyone soon.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Our first date part two
(I promised a part two didn't I?)
March 8, 2006....Wednesday
My day is normal at work, watching the twins and coming home around 1pm or so. I didn't expect anything different to happen that night, so I had my leftover from dinner last night around 6. I'm the only one home at my aunts house. At 7 o clock you call me. A phone call? You sound different on the phone. Nervous almost. You ask if I'm busy and I say no. WE are different on the phone. After two minutes of dancing around you ask if I want to do something. I don't have any ideas. "Call me back in 10 minutes if you come up with something." I thought my answer was very clever. 5 minutes later you call back and ask if I'm hungry. Blah. I just had a pork chop. And a thick one at that. But I get excited knowing your coming over.
Not too long after, maybe 20 minutes you're at my house. You have a cute car, it's a cute 2006 Scion. It's blue, still smells new I love it. I'm surprised how roomy it is inside for how small it looks. WE drive around for about 5 minutes trying to figure out where to eat. You decided on Denny's. But you work at Denny's. You walk in, saying hello to everyone but forgetting about me. We sit down to order and to start eating and it turns into a job interview. Have you done this have you done that? Have you ever cheated on a boyfriend? I'm laughing thinking about it now, but you should have just asked me where I'm from you know. But we are having a nice time. Finishing my huge breakfast platter and some how waddling back to the car, you ask me if I need to be home at a certain time.I say no, which is true. I noticed as we started driving that is was snowing. It's March, how crazy.
You tell me you want to show me something excited. It's starting to get cold and we drive down to the Tacoma Waterfront. We're at the Museum of Glass. I didn't realize how big it is, until I stand next to it. Very pretty. You tell me you walked around her with another girl. I feel special now. I'm number 2. You and I walk arm and arm and you tell me about your mission. There's something "special" you want to show me. You slide a piece of concrete back and reveal something. It's a jeep I think with a tag on it. You call it "geocaching". I'm clueless, but kind of taken back you'd show me something so secret.
We start walking across the sky walk way. I am afraid to tell you I'm scared of heights but Downtown Tacoma looks very pretty. We talk about church. That topic is pretty broad with our church....and since you're a return missionary I expect you to go on for hours about your mission. But you keep your answer pretty basic, which is nice. Something seems different, maybe because it's snowing but it's nice to be around you. I like that....
March 8, 2006....Wednesday
My day is normal at work, watching the twins and coming home around 1pm or so. I didn't expect anything different to happen that night, so I had my leftover from dinner last night around 6. I'm the only one home at my aunts house. At 7 o clock you call me. A phone call? You sound different on the phone. Nervous almost. You ask if I'm busy and I say no. WE are different on the phone. After two minutes of dancing around you ask if I want to do something. I don't have any ideas. "Call me back in 10 minutes if you come up with something." I thought my answer was very clever. 5 minutes later you call back and ask if I'm hungry. Blah. I just had a pork chop. And a thick one at that. But I get excited knowing your coming over.
Not too long after, maybe 20 minutes you're at my house. You have a cute car, it's a cute 2006 Scion. It's blue, still smells new I love it. I'm surprised how roomy it is inside for how small it looks. WE drive around for about 5 minutes trying to figure out where to eat. You decided on Denny's. But you work at Denny's. You walk in, saying hello to everyone but forgetting about me. We sit down to order and to start eating and it turns into a job interview. Have you done this have you done that? Have you ever cheated on a boyfriend? I'm laughing thinking about it now, but you should have just asked me where I'm from you know. But we are having a nice time. Finishing my huge breakfast platter and some how waddling back to the car, you ask me if I need to be home at a certain time.I say no, which is true. I noticed as we started driving that is was snowing. It's March, how crazy.
You tell me you want to show me something excited. It's starting to get cold and we drive down to the Tacoma Waterfront. We're at the Museum of Glass. I didn't realize how big it is, until I stand next to it. Very pretty. You tell me you walked around her with another girl. I feel special now. I'm number 2. You and I walk arm and arm and you tell me about your mission. There's something "special" you want to show me. You slide a piece of concrete back and reveal something. It's a jeep I think with a tag on it. You call it "geocaching". I'm clueless, but kind of taken back you'd show me something so secret.
We start walking across the sky walk way. I am afraid to tell you I'm scared of heights but Downtown Tacoma looks very pretty. We talk about church. That topic is pretty broad with our church....and since you're a return missionary I expect you to go on for hours about your mission. But you keep your answer pretty basic, which is nice. Something seems different, maybe because it's snowing but it's nice to be around you. I like that....
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Our first date
I follow a few photography blogs. One of the photographers recently got married and shared a great idea. Writing down what happened on the first date. I actually need to do this for the sake of my husband who can never ever remember when, where or why we first met.
March 7, 2006.
It was over a week ago I saw your dad at the stake center. He asked if I could come over and meet you "officially". I've never really be introduced to someone like that, all because I'm a "nice Mormon girl." Your dad says you work a lot, and that you are engaged to some girl he doesn't like. Maybe this will be a quick night, but he said that I get food outta this deal! Awesome.
I'm at your parents house, it's 7 o clock. And you're not there. Okay. For the next hour or so you're parents are asking me every question in the world. Is this an interview for you or for them? It's starting to get late and I need to get to the stake center to watch a game for my ward. I promised some friends I be there. Around 8:15 you knock on the door. You walk in and sit down looking at your cell phone.
"Jordan this is April." You don't even look up. Do you even know my eyes are brown?
For a few awkward more moments I get introduced to you even more.
"April plays piano, and sings. Jordan she grew up in Seattle." You still looking at your cell phone. Your dad announces a great idea.We're going to get ice cream, all of us. In the same car. With you, who won't look at me. Nice. And I have to sit next to you.
At Baskin Robbins, the server ask how we all know each other. You finally look at me and say we're on a date and you're parents are there just to pay. I get a small cone just to be nice and considerate since you're paying for everyone. The girl getting our ice cream says " Be careful you might get married since your dad likes her."
I say after finishing our ice cream "I need to get going, I have a basketball game to go to at the stake center."
"Can I come" You're actually talking to me now. I don't say yes, but I didn't say no. I am finally free from the questions, and stuffy place it feels like but I am still in your company. You follow me to the stake center, although you drive faster than me and know exactly where it is. All my friends wonder who you are, and I can't even answer the question. You show me your cool Treo Cell phone and everything it can do. I have a pre paid phone from Cingular. It has a purple cover. After an hour, you say you need to sleep and have to go. I walk out to your car. We exchange numbers, with a promise you'll give me a call later on in the week. I'm expecting to never hear from you, when I get a phone call the next day(Wednesday) asking if I'm free that night.....
(Part two tomorrow!)
March 7, 2006.
It was over a week ago I saw your dad at the stake center. He asked if I could come over and meet you "officially". I've never really be introduced to someone like that, all because I'm a "nice Mormon girl." Your dad says you work a lot, and that you are engaged to some girl he doesn't like. Maybe this will be a quick night, but he said that I get food outta this deal! Awesome.
I'm at your parents house, it's 7 o clock. And you're not there. Okay. For the next hour or so you're parents are asking me every question in the world. Is this an interview for you or for them? It's starting to get late and I need to get to the stake center to watch a game for my ward. I promised some friends I be there. Around 8:15 you knock on the door. You walk in and sit down looking at your cell phone.
"Jordan this is April." You don't even look up. Do you even know my eyes are brown?
For a few awkward more moments I get introduced to you even more.
"April plays piano, and sings. Jordan she grew up in Seattle." You still looking at your cell phone. Your dad announces a great idea.We're going to get ice cream, all of us. In the same car. With you, who won't look at me. Nice. And I have to sit next to you.
At Baskin Robbins, the server ask how we all know each other. You finally look at me and say we're on a date and you're parents are there just to pay. I get a small cone just to be nice and considerate since you're paying for everyone. The girl getting our ice cream says " Be careful you might get married since your dad likes her."
I say after finishing our ice cream "I need to get going, I have a basketball game to go to at the stake center."
"Can I come" You're actually talking to me now. I don't say yes, but I didn't say no. I am finally free from the questions, and stuffy place it feels like but I am still in your company. You follow me to the stake center, although you drive faster than me and know exactly where it is. All my friends wonder who you are, and I can't even answer the question. You show me your cool Treo Cell phone and everything it can do. I have a pre paid phone from Cingular. It has a purple cover. After an hour, you say you need to sleep and have to go. I walk out to your car. We exchange numbers, with a promise you'll give me a call later on in the week. I'm expecting to never hear from you, when I get a phone call the next day(Wednesday) asking if I'm free that night.....
(Part two tomorrow!)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
I love this picture
Sunday, December 26, 2010
End of the year update
I've been pretty busy using my role as main worry warrior since Thanksgiving. But with my hubby in a car accident on the 23rd of November and the loss of our "new" truck, it was pretty natural. To date, Jordan is fine, still sore at times since he's been working so much, but he's doing so well after the accident. He was the only one brave enough to go traveling during the snow storm before the Thanksgiving Holiday. My cousin needed a ride home after work and en route to getting her, he was in the accident. I'm sure it was the Holy Ghost telling me to get a hold of my husband, because I kept having thie feeling I needed to talk to you him on the phone. Glad I listened. I called him maybe 7 times within a half hour period. He called back, we talked 20 seconds I swear but he told me he was in an accident and that he'd call me back. I was going to kill him myself after I gave him a return hug and kiss. Silly. But I tenderly helped him up our stairs and get settled in for the night. I am so glad that he was able to be seen by the EMT's who came on scene and we went to the chiropractor the next morning. Since then we've been a one family car(which is great to see so many people help us out) and I've been having the kids do alot of crafts and baking to take away cabin fever(it's winter break for pre school as well).
I was very worried about Christmas since we have extra expense because of the car accident. With help from our new Bishop(believe me the word is new since he was called in May) we were able to have a great Christmas. I've been praying so hard that I wouldn't crack under pressure because of the coldness we experience dealing with the tow company(their receptionist...I thought was Satan in a body) but we were able to pay bills, have food and have a wonderful Christmas. I was so glad and am willing to give credit where it is due, to Heavenly Father of course!
This past week was especially hard for me. On the 24th, my mother's extended family gets together not only for Christmas, but to pay honor to our mother and grandmother. She passed away when I was 10 close to Thanksgiving, so Christmas Eve is very special in our family. Back at the beginning of September, when we went for the family reunion I was introduced to Aunt Mary. She was battling breast cancer and this reunion was made special since she was able to be there. I had this feeling while getting to know everyone including Mary that this was going to be a special time. Through facebook updates I was learing about her health and how it was really taking big nose dive. This was especially hard for the matriarch and patriarch of the family, which is only natural. Grandma and Grandpa could tell it was close to saying goodbye to one of their children.
Sadly, we lost Aunt Mary on Monday. With the combination of her having breast cancer like my own Grandma and it so close to Grandma's birthday it was a really tough day. I kept wanting to tell her about the amazing similarity between them and that I felt an instant connection to her. Her family had a great circle of family and friends supporting them. Wednesday morning her Obituary was printed and I was able to learn more about Aunt Mary. It just made me feel more that I was really supposed to be in this family. Aunt Mary and my Grandma, have the same first and middle name, they were both born close to Christmas and both battled breast cancer twice. They both were able to cross the veil about home surrounded by family and both died in their 50's. At times during the day it's still hard but I always know that they are both out of PAIN! I am beyond thrilled I could met Aunt Mary, and I was able to play piano for her, which she said someone could play hers more.
This holiday season has made me so happy I have a family and that we could spoil each other with love and sometimes gifts. WE hope you have and had a wonderful holiday. When the new year starts we'll be praying dad gets a well deserved raise and we might be moving to a bigger apartment, but we'll see what Heavenly Father grants us with. WE are so thankful and grateful for all our blessings and friends! WE love you.
April
I was very worried about Christmas since we have extra expense because of the car accident. With help from our new Bishop(believe me the word is new since he was called in May) we were able to have a great Christmas. I've been praying so hard that I wouldn't crack under pressure because of the coldness we experience dealing with the tow company(their receptionist...I thought was Satan in a body) but we were able to pay bills, have food and have a wonderful Christmas. I was so glad and am willing to give credit where it is due, to Heavenly Father of course!
This past week was especially hard for me. On the 24th, my mother's extended family gets together not only for Christmas, but to pay honor to our mother and grandmother. She passed away when I was 10 close to Thanksgiving, so Christmas Eve is very special in our family. Back at the beginning of September, when we went for the family reunion I was introduced to Aunt Mary. She was battling breast cancer and this reunion was made special since she was able to be there. I had this feeling while getting to know everyone including Mary that this was going to be a special time. Through facebook updates I was learing about her health and how it was really taking big nose dive. This was especially hard for the matriarch and patriarch of the family, which is only natural. Grandma and Grandpa could tell it was close to saying goodbye to one of their children.
Sadly, we lost Aunt Mary on Monday. With the combination of her having breast cancer like my own Grandma and it so close to Grandma's birthday it was a really tough day. I kept wanting to tell her about the amazing similarity between them and that I felt an instant connection to her. Her family had a great circle of family and friends supporting them. Wednesday morning her Obituary was printed and I was able to learn more about Aunt Mary. It just made me feel more that I was really supposed to be in this family. Aunt Mary and my Grandma, have the same first and middle name, they were both born close to Christmas and both battled breast cancer twice. They both were able to cross the veil about home surrounded by family and both died in their 50's. At times during the day it's still hard but I always know that they are both out of PAIN! I am beyond thrilled I could met Aunt Mary, and I was able to play piano for her, which she said someone could play hers more.
This holiday season has made me so happy I have a family and that we could spoil each other with love and sometimes gifts. WE hope you have and had a wonderful holiday. When the new year starts we'll be praying dad gets a well deserved raise and we might be moving to a bigger apartment, but we'll see what Heavenly Father grants us with. WE are so thankful and grateful for all our blessings and friends! WE love you.
April
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