Friday, February 27, 2015

Right Now

Since i love the posts of the everyday right here.right now. . . this is what's going on in our home.

I am currently on another SM call. This one is on DBT part 2. I don't "sit" very well. I can listen and I'm going stircrazy checking Facebook 200 times. Just sitting and listening. . . I don't do well. My mind needs to be more engaged. Anyhoo. . . while I'm at the computer listening on and on and on. . . the kids are. . .

Hanna is at  the bar painting her nails. My girls love painting their nails.  Hanna even loves to paint toes (both mine and Jon's . . . shhh. . . don't tell!) Before he and I fly off to the Keys I'm going to have to make sure there is no polish on his toes. He's such a wonderful Daddy. Hanna is just plum giddy over him.

Alec and Ash are playing the X-box together. I went and got a cup of coffee and realized what they were doing. I grinned and I think I even giggled out loud. Here they are 14 and 17 and playing a racing game together. Makes me smile.

As soon as this call is over, the kiddos and I are headed to El Charro to meet Gigi. She has been trying to get Respid care since December and they finally have a spot for Gdaddy. Bless her heart. She doesn't know what it's like to be "free" very long. After they picked him up yesterday she called and asked us if we wanted to meet her at our favorite Mexican place.

I am loving, loving, loving my roles in CC. I'm loving all the new people i'm meeting and friendships that are forming. I did this just to help me with my homeschooling, to motivate my kiddos, and to give  them positive peer pressure. I never dreamed through this God would provide me with a job I absolutely LOVE!!! . . . well, minus the training calls. Hee!Hee!

Thursday, February 26, 2015

18 years and Counting

When I think about Jon and being married for 18 years, I think, "Wow, there are days when I feel a little older than 18."

It's pretty funny that's when I met this precious man of mine. I was 18 years old. 

To celebrate we went to the Ferris Wheel in Atlanta. 

Going at night would have been so much more romantic. But when you're sleeping there's no romantic anywhere in sight. 

Being the early bird, daylight lovin' folks we are we decided to take in the ferris wheel during the day and dinner that night. 

The views were beautiful. 

I've been kissing on that man for 19 years plus!!! I love how he has his lips puckered out here too!!

After we finished at the ferris wheel we headed over to The Melting Pot. This was our first time and probably our last. We really, really liked it. But it was very expensive. The experience was really neat. Our waiter was great. When he found out we were celebrating our anniversary he asked us how long we had been married. When we told him his eyes bugged out, and he looked at Jon as if he were saying, "Man, how in the world have you stayed with one woman for so long?" He came back later and told us he was about to get married and asked us for advice. It's a sad world when 18 years of marriage becomes a shocker. This should be the norm, not the exception. 

The next morning Jon and I got up. After a good 'ole cup of coffee he and I went on a run together. 

I love sharing this life with him. He is my soul mate and my best friend. Little did that feisty little red-headed 18-year-old girl knwo what a bright future she had with that attractive assistant manager when he walked through the doors of Regency Jewelers almost two decades ago. I still remember when I first met him. There was a letter torn up and thrown in the trash. Me and my boss, Fred, were trying to piece it back together again to read it. Horrible, I know!!! Jon walked in for the first time. Fred looked at me and motioned me to throw away my nosy-rosey puzzle I was trying to put together. I was too caught up in what I was throwing away to even notice there walked my future husband.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

They Call Me Mama

My children just delight me in their unconditional love for me.

It's the little things.

During CC on Monday Alec sends me a text, "Things got heated in class today." Thankfully I was teaching my class so I ignored my phone. As I was packing up my stuff I see his number pop across my screen. "Hey Bud." He started telling me about how things got heated in class. My boy who loves the good 'ole red, white, and blue. . .the patriot in him got offended because America was being accused of the one to blame for Pearl Harbor. That boy of mine with his persuasive speech and big words told that group of people, "We have to be careful not to just believe every conspiracy theory we hear. That's dangerous. We also have to be careful not to put America the country with America the government. I will always stand beside America the country. He's going to be President one day. Just wait!!! I love that I'm the one he calls first, that he and I can talk history and politics and even disagree on our views and ideas at times. But mainly, I love that he thinks to call me and tell me.

Hanna has been fighting a nasty cold. She told me the other day, "Mama, when I grow up and get married and have a husband and kids, when I get sick I'm coming home to  you. . . because Mama's make everything better."

Ash, my mini-me in just about everything except her athleticism. That girl loves when people tell her how much we look alike. It's like she just lights up. She loves to shop in my closet for both herself and her friends. Just yesterday she came and got a shirt of mine saying, "Mom, Claire is going to wear this shirt, okay?" I love that she's not embarrassed, doesn't like it, or all the other negative things that could come to pass when she's told how much we look alike.

Baby, why do you always do that????

Jon and I have always had a TV in our room. I think it was me who started this bad habit. I always had a TV in my room growing up and I loved falling asleep to the background noise of this silly little box that I really don't have much use for.

Most nights all five of us are piled in the bed watching something. Right now we really like American Idol. Jon will set the sleep timer. After the show goes off he and I drift off to sleep. The kids are at ages where they put themselves to bed.

When I hear the kids shuffle out of our room, I'll wake up and say, "Will you turn the TV off, please?"

Jon will then wake up and inform me, "I've set the sleep timer."

I drift back off to sleep.

This happened probably about four or five times. This same scenario. Until finally Jon had had enough. *Insert giggle*

On this night Jon and I went to sleep. When the kids went to leave I heard them bustling about. I awake briefly out of a slumbering sleep and say, "Ash, will you turn off the TV, please?" Jon then responds, "Baby, why do you always do that? I've got the timer set."

I think I giggled as I drifted back off to sleep.

Okay, I've got the point now. You set the timer. No need for me to ask the kids to turn it off. Got it.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

A Love for Music

This boy and his guitar. He needs to name the thing. It has pretty much become an appendage when he's here at home. 

This boy just happens to have a Mama who loves the sound of the guitar, the sound of 'pickin' and 'grinin'.

I don't think a day goes by when he and his guitar don't get together.

The hands of a young man trying to find and make his place in this world.
Oh the thoughts he ponders when it's just he and his guitar, strumming cords with his fingers.
What will these hands do in this world? What will they touch? What will they give? What will they take? Sweet, Jesus, please let it be all for You and for Your presence.
And that tappin' foot. Where will those big, flat feet take him? How will he use those feet?
Sweet Jesus, may every note that is played, every chord that is strummed, every word that is sung, may it be all to bring Alec to you, to know you more, to love you more, to serve you more. In your precious name I ask these things. Amen.

Monday, February 23, 2015

Dancing in the Rain

This one. right here. She really knows how to enjoy life. I learn so much by watching her. 

She doesn't hurry for anything.

She isn't bound by time, but she tends to stay right in the moment.

She's not "stressed" easily.

She doesn't feel the need to "perform".

She loves her dogs and times of solitude.

She can pretty much entertain herself. 

She's one who dances in the rain. 

One wet, dreary day when I tend to complain and moan and beg for sunshine, I delighted in watching this precious child "dance in the rain."

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Soccer, Sushi, and Hanna's Favorite

This weekend we had our first soccer tournament. We were frigidly frozen by the end of the first game. Ash played a heck of a game though. That girl can play some shut-down defense. I love every minute of watching her play even if I do have to sit in the freezing cold and I can't feel my toes. 

After her first game we had about an hour and a half to kill so we walked around Target, Marshalls, and T.J. Max. She and I went in halfsies on a sweater. I love that we can wear the same clothes. 

I had to comfort my cold self by eating a whole entire box of girl scout cookies. I'm never going to lose 10 pounds like that. 

Unfortunately our girls lost both games 1-0, and the game today got rained out. But this ushers in the season and we have another tournament next weekend.

 We then decided to treat our favorite soccer player to her favorite food. . . sushi!!! We had such a sweet time with her. As I had Jon locked in my arm on one side of me and Ash on the other side of me I thanked sweet Jesus for these two He's so sweetly given me.
After leaving sushi we went to pick up Hanna. Noelle had her hair salon birthday party. Hanna had been so excited about it all week. She had a wonderful time. Since our tournament was out of town she pretty much had to be at Melissa's all day. When Jon asked her about her favorite part of her day she said, "When I saw Mama." Sweet thing!!!