Saturday, June 28, 2008

My Big Boy...

Chase turned 6 years old one week ago today. I know it's crazy, but I really think he looks different as a 6 year old than he did the week before when he was 5. I told him so too, the morning of his birthday...

Me: "Chase! You look 6 already! How are you getting so big?"

Chase: (bummed) "I dunno...I know I'm 6, but I still feel 5."

Me: "Maybe it'll take a few days..."

A few days later he came up to me and said, "I don't feel like I'm 5 anymore! I can tell I'm 6!" He's getting SO tall and lanky and growing up way too fast. We've had an amazing summer at home together, and I am so thankful that I am going to have summers like this with him for a long time. We had a pool party for his birthday and friends and family came to celebrate. We had great food and a great time! Happy Birthday Big Boy!...(p.s. you'll always be my baby)

Friday, June 27, 2008

And so it begins...

These are officially my 'before' pictures of the room I will spend most of the next year in. There is so much to do! My room also came with three very old, very dirty, very thickly painted bookshelves. I have some before pictures of those I will post soon. It's an old building, but I'm hoping that after I'm finished with it old will = character. :) Wish me luck!!

Monday, June 23, 2008


Charlotte on Sex and The City says a person gets two great loves in their lives. I'm lucky enough to be 25 years old and have already met my quota. My adult loves have been my husband, and my Heather.

Heather and I have souls that fit together like puzzle pieces. We go together like...

Thelma and Louise

Laverne & Shirley

Peanut Butter & Jelly

I have known Heather since I was 17 years old and she was 19. We were just a couple of kids working at a restaurant that would give us memories that still make us smile today. It was during those times that I learned the basics about Heather. She loved music, she loved having fun, she hates her (beautiful) hair, and she tells you what you need to hear even when you really don't want to hear it.

I made so many mistakes and bad choices back in those days, and Heather was always there to swoop in and save me. Even when we both knew that I knew better, she would be there to pick me up in the rain and tell me I deserved better. We also had nights that were filled with fun and laughter. Knocking on old lady's doors on accident and staying up all night long talking. Going to work on no sleep and making up songs while we poured ranch dressing. We worked all morning to have money to spend that night. We bought matching leather pants (her's blue, mine red) and matching flower tattoos. We smoked cigarettes and ate whatever we wanted. We were an unstoppable duo.

Then came what I call 'the breakup'. For a year or so, we just didn't talk. My consistently bad choices helped in pushing her away, and her drive to make a struggling relationship work pulled her away. During that time I got pregnant and gave birth to Chase. We ended up reconnecting in a WalMart of all places, and I met her new fiance: Adam. I was asked to be in their wedding, and was ironically matched to walk down the aisle with a groomsman named Wesley. :)

Heather helped me find the strength to leave an unhealthy relationship and start believe what she had been telling me all along: that I really did deserve all the happiness this life had to offer. Heather has a way of making life seem like a fairytale, and one of the best things I've learned from being in her life is that if you think like she does, your life soon becomes a fairytale.

Since those 'good ole days' life has changed in some ways, and in other ways it's stayed the same. We're both happily married now, to men who make us laugh and support us and love us with all they have. Our husbands are best friends and we live right around the corner from each other. Since those 'good ole days' we've had to grow up a lot. We've trashed the cigarettes, boxed up the leather pants, but still eat whatever we want. (Probably the only reason we boxed up the leather pants!) We can't stay out drinking all night and sleep all day, and we usually don't let the laundry pile up to our ears anymore. But we're wives. And we're mommies. And those parts of us bring rewards far greater than any hangover.

Heather has always been there to pick me up when I fall down. When my dad died, she was there. Not to say "it's going to be ok" or "I know how you feel", but to say "it just f*%@!ng sucks, and I'm here for you". She asked the questions that she knew I was thinking. We've cried together and laughed until we've cried together. We've thrown parties that we sweated over until the last minute, then plopped down in something cute to act like it was just 'a little something we threw together'.

Heather knows more about me than any other human on this planet. And she loves me for all of it. The good and the bad. She is accepting, open minded, and loves unconditionally. She sincerely wants everyone to know love and happiness. She is braver than she gives herself credit for. She is my cheerleader when I need a pick me up, and my diary when I need to vent. She's my support system when I'm stressed, and my voice of reason when I'm being irrational. She's artistic and talented in ways she doesn't even realize. She's an amazing mother, and I could never explain how lucky I feel to have her in my life. We've been best friends for almost 10 years now, and I can't wait to see what memories the next 50 years bring. So here's to more memories, more babies, more laughs, more tears, more vacations, more love, and to fitting back into those leather pants of ours! Ok...maybe not the pants part. Heather...I love yousa. :)

Friday, June 20, 2008

Fun at the Water Park!!

Today was so much fun!!! Me, Chase, Heather, Charlie, Catherine, Owen, Laurie, Maya, Ellie, and Mary went to High Falls Water Park! It's a pretty small 'park' but it's close and cheap and the kids (and adults) had SO much fun!! We got there early and were able to snag a good spot for the day! Chase and I slid and slid and he finally got the courage (ok..I finally got the courage to let him) to go by himself!

It was just the perfect day. Great girlfriends, great kids, and great fun in the water. I am so lucky to have that group of people in my life. And it was a great way to start off Chase's birthday weekend. He turns 6 years old tomorrow. I can't believe how quickly he's growing up. We're having a grill out at my mom's pool tomorrow, so let the water fun continue!!

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Happy Father's Day

They just don't sell Father's Day card that are complicated enough to honor all the many men in my life. Well, Wes' dad got a typical card, because he's just a typical dad. :)

Wes is a step-dad, but he's so much more. He loves me and loves Chase more than I could explain in a blog. He takes care of us and deserves so much more than a Hallmark poem. He goes above and beyond the title of 'daddy'. I hope my words and actions let him know how much I love and appreciate him...

Chase's father is a whole separate issue. He is Chase's 'dad' by title, and that's all. He didn't get a card today. Once I realized I didn't get him a card from Chase (which I usually do) I wondered why. I realized I never once thought about it. I didn't intentionally leave him out, the thought just never crossed my mind. I also completely forgot about his birthday a few weeks ago (which Chase usually at least calls him on). It makes me wonder what his absence has caused Chase to forget about him.

I also really miss my dad today. Today isn't any harder than any other day, it's just more of a reminder. Today is one of those days that his absence is just so present. I tried to make today special for Wes, and not be sad all day. These holidays come and go and that's just what I want them to do. No need for dramatics in the middle of it's coming or going. Card shopping wasn't even that bad...even if it did take me 17.8 seconds to pick out three cards. :)

So I tried to live today as if it were any other day. I was extra sweet to my hubby, cooked his favorite things for dinner, and got him MST3K from Best Buy. Tomorrow is another day.

Give all your daddys an extra kiss from me today, and have a great week!

Thursday, June 5, 2008


My favorite word of the week. FRICK!

I had a relaxing beginning to my week, and spent Tuesday at Stone Mountain with my future Beaverbrook Family. I came home happy and excited and ready for the next year. I woke up the following morning in the worst. pain. of. my. life.

It was paralyzing. I was stuck laying on my back turned to the right and I could not budge. When I did try to get up or move my head/neck, I would feel an 'electric surge' firing away in my neck and down my back. I am known for being a pretty tough gal, but I couldn't handle it. I was crying like a baby and freaking out. Luckily, my amazing husband stayed home to nurse me back to health. I am nowhere near back to normal, but it is at least bearable. I got some pain pills from my MIL that were helping for a while, but now just make me sick and also make me feel like I have ants crawling all over me. I've had two full days of heating pads, hot showers, and mindless television. I feel like my bedroom is my dungeon of darkness. It's so frustrating to feel like your days are just wasted. My poor hubby has also come down with a nasty cold, and my bff Heatherbean AND her Feke are also both sick. What is with this infirmary right at the beginning of summer? It's amazing how much I realize I take for granted when I'm sick. :(

Luckily, Chase is feeling great and has been so helpful with sick Mommy. I think the culmination of graduation from Kindergarten and turning 6 in a few weeks has him maturing right before my eyes. He has been so sweet, and just read the entire book Green Eggs and Ham to me. I know I'll get some much needed sleep tonight after a bedtime story like that!