No Joke – My 35th Birthday

I got my biggest gifts before my birthday…

They're both smokin'!

They’re both smokin’!

My morning started out with Caroline opening my bedroom door, and Chester making a mad dash for my bed. He cuddled up under the covers with me for a few minutes until I got out of bed.

Because, how could I say no to this face??

Because, how could I say no to this face??

I went in to put in my contacts, only to find that my eye hurt like crazy again, so it was back to the glasses.

The kids fixed me breakfast. There were 3 pancakes (2 were still gooey in the middle), 3 strawberries, a banana, and a bowl of apple cinnamon oatmeal. (It was cold and hard by the time I got to it. I’m not sure how long it had been sitting there.)  I put some milk in the oatmeal and reheated it, ate the strawberries and one pancake that was cooked through, ate the oatmeal, and PJ saved me by disposing of the other pancakes. (This is an improvement over the year they tried to make me pancakes in the oven…)

The aforementioned oven pancakes

The aforementioned oven pancakes

I got some beautiful gifts from the girls.

A beautiful cupcake from Caroline. She said, "Don't eat it. It's paper."

A beautiful cupcake from Caroline. She said, “Don’t eat it. It’s paper.”

A pretty necklace that Cady made. I can turn it around to make it say WOW.

A pretty necklace that Cady made. I can turn it around to make it say WOW.

My wonderful husband bought me an iced raspberry mocha.

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We went for lunch, which was delicious, and then I visited the eye doctor. He informed me I have an infection and have to wear my glasses for a full week, wrote me a prescription, and gave me these:

Pretty hot, right? Try not to be jealous.

Pretty hot, right? Try not to be jealous.

Then we came home, and I ate one of these:

Because Snickers Ice Cream bars are my favorite!

Because Snickers Ice Cream bars are my favorite!

Then I made a joke on Facebook about needing $10 to buy 5 episodes of a show on Amazon, and my super friend, Lisa, sent me this:

Warehouse 13 Season 4, here I come!

Warehouse 13 Season 4, here I come!

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Now I’m off to put on my pajamas and watch a movie with my family. Cuz I’m old. And that’s what old people do.

 

 

Wordless Wednesday: Happy Birthday, Dad

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(I’ll bet you get a big cake when you turn 75 in Heaven)

The perfect gift (for my perfect gift)

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Every year, I torture myself trying to figure out what to get my husband for his birthday. It’s so hard for me because I want it to be just the perfect thing so he will love it, but we share very few interests, and I don’t know squat about golf or brewing beer. One year I got him his first nice, grown-man looking watch. He still wears it, so I think I did OK. Several years I have had to default to the old stand-by of a new cologne. He wears it, but I always feel bad for not doing a better job.

This year, I started planning a month ago, and I think I finally got one right. The thing is, to pull off the gift, I had to get the whole garage organized. As we got closer and closer to today, I didn’t think I was going to be able to manage it. Here is a quick (or not) overview of the last week:

Saturday: The kids and I spent all day driving around to thrift stores, flea markets, and pawn shops looking for just the right, manly pieces. After four hours, and a few good finds, we called it a day.

Sunday and Monday: PJ was off from work, so we just enjoyed our time with him.

Tuesday: I worked in the morning, and spent the afternoon and evening working on the garage.

Wednesday: I worked in the morning, then spent an hour on Amazon. I got frustrated with not being able to find what I was looking for, so took a new approach and checked out Craigslist. I found just what I was looking for there, and at a great price, so I went and picked it up and took it home. I talked PJ into looking at shelving for the garage with me that night, and we ordered some. I said a silent prayer that they would get here in time for me to get the garage all set up before Saturday.

Thursday: With the great Craigslist find, I refined my Amazon search and was able to find the two main pieces to go with it. Thanks to Amazon Prime, I was able to order them and have them overnighted (very inexpensively) so I would have them on Friday. Then I stalked the Sam’s Club website hoping to find out when my shelves would be delivered. I also worked on the garage some more. I was able to sell the Bowflex, which made so much more room in the garage!

Friday: PJ received an e-mail saying the shelves had shipped, and it had a tracking number. However, there was no carrier listed so I could track them, so I started my day with a very pleasant call to Sam’s Club customer service. Their representative couldn’t tell me either, so she told me she would get it researched and have someone get back to me. About an hour later, the delivery company called to see if they could deliver the units that afternoon! One of the Amazon finds was delivered early in the afternoon (I put it up right away because I was so excited!), and the other shortly thereafter. Finally, the shelves arrived, and I got to work getting them put together. Then I had to go back and put everything onto shelves to get it out of the middle of the garage where I had put it so I could put in the shelves. I stopped to eat dinner when I realized I hadn’t eaten anything all day because I was too caught up in getting things done. The last task for the moment was moving the freezer over about two feet, but I found out the hard way that I wasn’t strong enough to do it. Luckily, my unsuspecting neighbor came outside, and I was able to con him into helping me. *insert 3 hour wait for PJ to come home and then fall asleep* Jess and I pulled the Craigslist stuff out of the Suburban (which had been mostly unusable since Wednesday with only room for 3 people to sit), got it situated in the garage, and made a run for a few last minute decorations, and food from Taco Bell. With the final touches in place, we could finally go to bed.

Today: Just my luck, I worked for a week to set up a birthday surprise in the garage so PJ would see it when he left for work, and it was raining, so he couldn’t ride his motorcycle. He looked at me all awkward-like when I requested that he leave through the garage anyway. SURPRISE!!

If you made it this far, you are probably wondering what the gift actually is. Don’t worry, I took some pictures for you!

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The table and chairs were my thrifty Craigslist find. I found the poker tabletop on Amazon. The new poker chips and cards in a case came from the Montana Rescue Mission store. The bucket of peanuts is courtesy of the Texas Roadhouse, and the huge beer mug was a gift from PJ’s employees.

 

 

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It’s funny, because Thursday night, PJ mentioned how he needed a bottle opener to go on his kegerator. He didn’t know I had already ordered this one.

 

 

 

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I found these metal beer signs last weekend at a pawn shop. They weren’t for sale. Luckily, I know that even when something isn’t for sale in a pawn shop, it’s for sale.  Winking smile

I hope that these additions give PJ a reason to have guys over, and a place for him to feel like he has a space of his own. I pray that he knows how loved he is. I feel like this year’s gift is a win.

 

*I have no affiliation with Amazon, Craigslist, Sam’s Club, or Montana Rescue Mission. These are just where I was able to find what I was looking for. I’m also not a spokesperson for Amazon Prime, but I think the service rocks! I get nothing from any of these places, except for what I pay for.

**My husband and I are both employed by Texas Roadhouse, but they pay us whether this influences you to eat there or not. I’m not getting anything extra for mentioning them on this blog.

They Say It’s Your Birthday

I don’t know if you know this, but I am the youngest (by far) of eight kids (combined families, dysfunction, blahblahblah). I was only 13 years old when my niece, Jessica, was born. My sister sent me a baby announcement with this picture in it:baby jessa

Jessica was four days old in that picture, and already adorable.

A few years later, my sister sent a Christmas photo, and Jess was a sweet little toddler!

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Jess even lived with us the summer she turned 14. Wouldn’t you know it, she had become a beautiful young lady. This is her with my older daughter in the summer of 2005.

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The next thing I knew, PJ and I were headed to her high school graduation.

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Today, Jessa turns 21. Who knew all those years ago that someday Jessica would be firmly planted in my heart and loved like my own daughter? I am so proud of the young woman she has become. She’s loving, funny, kind, and beautiful, inside and out. She brightens my day, and has become one of my best friends. (I’m only slightly hesitant when she talks about living with us forever.)

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Happy Birthday, Jessa! I love you, and I can’t wait to see where you go from here.

Writing Love

While trolling on Pinterest the other day, I saw a photo of a tattoo that I fell in love with. All it said was, “Love you, Dad”. The great part? It was written in her dad’s handwriting.

My dad passed away almost seven years ago, and we weren’t really close, but I still feel his absence in my life. When I saw the tattoo, I thought how wonderful it would be to do the same with my dad’s handwriting on my wrist where I could see it every day.

Since then, I have dug through boxes, drawers, my closet… Can I find anything from my dad that he signed? Of course not. Did I throw away any cards he sent me out of anger? It’s possible. Am I mad at myself for not being less angry and more organized? Absolutely.

I will keep looking, because I can see him, left arm curved at an unnatural angle, wrapped around a piece of paper, writing in his own unique way…very slanted to the right. And I always want to be able to picture that.

God Makes Beautiful Things

I just realized I only told you about the hard part of our trip to Florida, so I want to take a minute to share some of the beautiful things we saw while we were there.

These pictures were taken at Discovery Cove. The flowers are everywhere you look, and the birds are in an aviary you can walk through. You can touch and feed them if you choose to. (I chose not to. I must have forgotten to tell the bird who landed on my back and wouldn’t let go.)230edit

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And here’s a little something I promised to bring home for my friend, Lisa

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As you can see, God’s work is alive and vibrant in Florida.  What have you seen lately that reminds you of God’s love of art?

Photo Friday–Birthday Girl Edition

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Early this morning, My baby girl turned 4. 4! How did that happen? She was just a baby yesterday, I swear. Well, maybe not yesterday, but surely the day before. Now she’s half grown, and can’t wait to go next week with Daddy to get her ears pierced. Here are a few pictures from her first four years.

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Happy Birthday, Princess!

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Lucky 13

Most of you know that PJ and I celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary this week. I thought it would be fun to see how we’ve changed over the years. Smile

 

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This photo is PJ and I all dressed up for the Texas Roadhouse end of year party in 2007. I was 7 months pregnant with our 4th baby.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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And here we are a few months ago, October 2011.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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                                                     This is our wedding picture with our parents.

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                                                                 And now, we’re the parents.  Smile

Christmas 2011 : That’s a wrap

I’m not sure I can put in words how nice Christmas was at our house this year, so I will give you the run-down in pictures instead. I hope all of you feel as loved and blessed as we did this Christmas.

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                 The kids in their new pajamas.                     Stockings all stuffed and ready for morning.

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                                     Candy Canes for C3.                                                Slippers for C2.

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             C1 studying Transformer instructions.             Little C with her new Dora microphone.

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                  The kids all got aprons (Thanks, Auntie Lisa!), but Daddy cooked these.

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                                                                Even Winchester helped open some gifts!

If you’re wondering where the pictures of my gift are, you’ll have to wait for them. For Christmas, my husband is giving me a long weekend away with my Best Sister-Friend, Sheri, to anywhere we’d like to go, to do whatever we’d like to do! Now we just need to figure out what that is… (Don’t worry. Sheri has already started a spreadsheet…)

Where would you take a long weekend with your best friend? What would you see/do? Should we come visit you? Why?

Stocking Stuffers, Pajamas, & Cinnamon Rolls, Oh My!

As you probably know, my husband manages a restaurant, so his days off between Thanksgiving and Christmas are few and far between. He’s never gotten to take vacation time over the holidays, so any family traditions we’ve adopted have to fit into that schedule. Our traditions are few, but we love them all the same.

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We have chosen not to run with the Santa version of Christmas, but still love the magic of opening stockings on Christmas morning to find fun little surprises. Instead of Santa filling them, PJ and I take the kids shopping. We split up (usually in the dollar store) and have the boys shop for the girls, and vice versa. It’s both fun, and teaches them to be thoughtful in choosing something their siblings will enjoy. I will admit that “Remember, we aren’t shopping for you today” is the mantra of that day.

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As a kid, I was always allowed to open one gift on Christmas Eve. My parents didn’t set aside a certain gift (I don’t think they did anyway.), so I would choose one, and rip the paper to shreds enthusiastically as if I was practicing for Christmas day. PJ and I have adapted that for our own children. They each get to open a gift on Christmas Eve, but it’s a specific gift. Each year, we buy them a new pair of pajamas. They open them the night before Christmas, put them on, and then we load into the car and drive around to look at Christmas lights. With any luck, we make it back home before the kids all crash out in the car, tuck them into bed, and get to stuffing the stockings.

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By far, my favorite Christmas tradition is breakfast on Christmas Day. PJ always makes homemade cinnamon rolls. I am pretty sure that Heaven is going to smell like our house on Christmas morning! The fun thing about it is that he does something different with the rolls every year. Sometimes they are plain cinnamon rolls. One year he made orange flavored rolls. He has been experimenting with different butter/cinnamon/brown sugar ratios the last few days. I can’t wait for Christmas breakfast! (My mouth is watering. Oh my.)

We may not have a Christmas tree, or a gazillion lights outside our house, but Christmas traditions are alive and well in our home.

What traditions does your family have? Are you making new traditions this year? Do you combine traditions from your childhood and your spouse’s, or have you made your own?