Whirling Days
The last few days have whirled by. I can not believe it is only a few short days until our cruise. I am so excited! I have been to 2 BBQ's in the last few days, with a 3rd tomorrow. My brother and sister-in-law came in last night. We went to a lovely wedding today, and I finally watched the final episode, no not of Star Wars, but of this spring season of ER, which I thought was to be there last. We are saying goodbye to the last original doctor, Carter. I sometimes wonder why I am still watching ER, but then it comes on and I am drawn to the television like a little green bug drawn to the light. Tomorrow is suppose to be relaxed, but we'll see!
Winter weather in a Las Vegas Summer?
Last night Victoria asked to play outside. (in the backyard of coarse) Sebastian was sleeping and I was emailing some old friends so I said go ahead. I went to check on her 3 minutes later and she was wearing her big fluffy winter coat. Now I know it cools down quite a bit when the sun goes down, but I can't even imagine how she would be dressed lets say in the middle of winter in Iceland. It was by the way 100 degrees during the day yesterday!
A beautiful WOMAN
I went shopping the other day with some friends. We had a good time, or at least I did. I was lucky enough to find after a 6 year search a new swim suit that I never would have tried had a friend not put it in my hands. I had been wearing the same suit through both of my pregnancies, mind you I would not have changed shape much during the summers of my pregnancies because both of my babies were born in March, so do the math. However, nursing puts a whole new spin on the upper portion pressure exerted on the suit that I loved and would not replace until a suitable (ha, ha) match arrived. You know the best part is that this replacement suit that will sustain the violent waves that will sweep over my body as I swim the summer away, while my children are held buyoint by the floaties that transform their tiny little bodies into something you can see when they turn sideways. My suit has support like my childrens but in a whole different way. We found this suit at Ross so it was a bargain as well! However, this amazing find was not the highlight of our shopping adventure. One of my friends tried on an outfit that I couldn't have imagined her in before. It was like one of those make overs and boy was she made over. She always dresses nice and actually she had gone shopping days before on another outing and she wore a great outfit she found that day as well. I had no idea my friend had such a hot body. I hope she has the confidence to wear her new outfit that she did purchase! She looked so good! It is amazing what clothes can hide from the world both good and bad.
Can you call in sick on Mother's Day or ask for a do-0ver?
Well, Mother's Day came and went the other day. It's funny I was talking to someone else who was a mother and said it's funny that sometimes when you're lucky enough to be celebrating Mother's Day with someone who has made all the difference in your life, it's easy to forget that you might be having an affect on some little lives of your own. I think most of Sunday I wasn't really in the I'm A Mother mode. It could be traced back to the lack of sleep the night prior since Sebastian and I were up cleaning up what was coming out of both of his ends. I prayed once during the night, that I would love to give up Mother's Day for the madness to stop! I pleaded with God, while my poor baby laid in my arms exhausted and miserable, not understanding why this was happening to him. The madness did calm down for the daytime, but he had to expell one more load later that day. We spent that day at home together, and it was lovely to be together! (even with the germs floating around) I think God gave me the gift of health for my son and myself. Adam caught the bug, but Victoria and I have still escaped it's greedy little clutches. Immunity:)
Adam and I watched the movie What the Bleep Do We Know. Mind you I don't know much about physics, but it was really interesting and spurred on all kinds of other stuff. There was one mystic type lady in the movie that I thought was a bit freaky. It's funny though in our small gathering Sunday night someone posed the question, "Do you consider yourself a mystic?" You should look up the definition of a mystic and mysticism in the dictionary before you answer that question.
My journey lately has forced me to look deeper into what I believe and why. I was reading something lately, I can't remember what it was, but it was an interview where the interviewee was asked if he was a Christian to which he answered yes and then he was asked to defend Christianity. Then he responded, "I won't defend it because how can I defend something that has so many definitions to so many different people. I would be defending the wrongs that "Christianity" has done to so many people. He said he would love to talk about Jesus. The interviewer wanted to go to lunch afterwards and talk about Jesus. Now I remember, it was my paraphrasing an exerpt from a book someone was blogging about, thank you Andy! (the book is Blue Like Jazz by D. Miller) I would be interested in reading that book.
It's funny as well because Adam while in the office yesterday had a conversation with his Broker about the stuff we took from that movie. His broker has always been a mystery. Adam told me he began to understand his broker yesterday who would basically roll his eyes when someone gave him a Bible verse. However, the why of it surfaced yesterday. Why let the verse come out of your mouth if it doesn't pour out of your heart. If you're not living it don't try and push it on other people. My prayer is that God consumes the me that tries to be a "good Christian" and that God would simply pour out of me and love others, without judging.
His broker brought up an excellent analogy. He said Western organized religion consists of a bunch of people running a race that keep looking over their shoulder to see who's lagging behind or falling down. I want to keep my eyes fixed on Jesus, the author and finisher of my faith. It doesn't matter what the guy next to me is doing, unless he's asking me for a hand to help him get up when he's fallen. Even when helping it's hard sometimes to not look down on people and wonder why did they fall, how? Really it doesn't matter though does it, the why and how of where someone is at. Really it only matters where they're going. I want myself to learn from where I've been and move on.
I truly have one of the best support systems that a person could possibly have. I am so thankful. A friend had mentioned their love and appreciation for
someone whom did not hestitate to ask for help and upon whom they could depend on to come to the rescue even when they didn't know they needed rescuing. If that isn't the definition of a true friend I don't know what is.
Victoria and Sebastian, an awe and a haha
While we were home, my dad asked Victoria the one morning, "Are you Grandpa's pretty girl?" to which Victoria responed, "I'm pretty on the inside and that's what matters." My dad told me this a few days after the fact and I had to ask did she really say that. I guess the important stuff you want them to remember really sticks :)
Sebastian told me tonight that he was coloring a happy birthday for Sam's Club (that's Santa) He use to ask if Sam's Club was going to bring any presents. Can you tell where we spend a lot of our time?
While we were home Sebastian would ask can I go outside and play with my friends? (which were actually his aunts and uncles) Oh the freedom of being on 8 acres in the middle of DNR ( Wisconsin's BLM) land. After a few days he was still asking if he could go outside, but he would explore on his own and seemed so in his element. He didn't even care if it was cold. On the days he should have been wearing gloves, they didn't last long. He wanted to touch and feel the soil, the only place they have dirt like we have here is in the sand box. The kids helped my 8 year old sister turn soil for her own little garden, bordered by rocks, next to my mothers.
While doing the wash down in the basement, my mom heard a little voice yell down, I love you grandma! -Sebastian
Victoria loved holding her twin, year old cousins. She didn't fair as well on the colder days, but still made a valiant effort to brave the elements to get in some quality trampoline time. She was so loving and made my aunt who doesn't have children yet really feel that love and warmth she had to give.
I am so blessed to have such an awesome family in so many different ways, my nuclear family, my extended family, my super huge family in Vegas. As much as I would love to live in Wisconsin, I know I would long for Vegas if I left. However, it sure is nice to see family and enjoy the change of scenery.
I'm Back
I have been back for a few days now and life is getting back to well, normal? I went home to Wisconsin for a few days, which my mother reminds me regularly, is one of the best paying states in the education field. I just learned this trip though that teachers recieve life long health insurance after retirement. Yah, the taxes are quite a bit higher there, but if I could just finish my dog-gone education I could be taking advantage of that perk some day. Anyways, while home we threw my mom an awesome suprize 50th birthday party. She had no idea, and what made the day even better was when my dad got down on one knee and asked my mom to marry him again. They are almost 32 years married and going strong. Yah, they've had their ups and downs, but they fight for what they have. I was just thinking, I have never seen a battle scene in a movie where comrads did not come out closer afterward and usually even the arch enemies learned a respect for their opponent. So, I am going to remember that. Adam and I are approaching our 7th year. We were married on my parents 25th anniversary, what a legacy my parents are living! Although Adam and I worked out most of our trials before we tied the knot, we might still have some bumps along the way. We have been smooth sailing thus far:) I am so thankful for an awesome partener. He was so different from anyone I dated and I am so glad, because we are so good together and so meant to be. I can't wait and yet I can wait until we've been married for 32+ years. I want to enjoy every minute of the days I am living now and then. Maybe some day our two beautiful children will be writing about the legacy we have lived for them, hopefully.
