What is Happening? #2

My son was being James Dean.

Problems

The problem with loyalty is there is little room for practicality. What I mean is when one is loyal to something or someone, and the instance arises to change being loyal to do what is best, it is difficult for that one person to make the change. I am a loyal person. I am having a difficult time choosing what is best for myself over what I am loyal to. Sometimes I wish my husband was more controlling and would just make my decisions for me. Sigh. No, no I don't, but you know what I mean.

Hecticality

Yah, well, it SHOULD be a word. It would perfectly describe the life I have been experiencing the past week. Also, yawning describes my life. I have been so insane, so busy, so focused on so many things at once, I drove my children home late the other night. We all piled, heavy-legged out of the van, dragging our goods behind us. We literally dropped everything just inside the threshold, and we got into jammies, brushed teeth, got a drink of water, prayed a super fast prayer, then dragged our worn out selves into bed. Lights out. We were lucky to actually make it INTO the beds.
The next morning, my brother, who now lives here, said he came home even later than us to the garage door open, all the lights on, and all the car doors open. Apparently we missed a few steps. See, Erica, other people are losing their minds as well.

YAY!!

My new roomies are almost here!!

Last Summer

We were anxious for the school year to start as usual, but it was more because last year was Eli and Layla's first year in school!

We were trying our hardest to get to the Thursday night Farmer's Market in Sparks, but never made it, not once, because we were too poor.

Enjoying our new house.

Loving Mike's new-ish job of being a fire fighter.

Scrounging enough money to send me to visit my fam in Virginia.

Wishing more of my friends would move here.

THIS SUMMER

we are just as anxious for school to start, but more so because one summer may just be too much to spend with so many little kids.

Still determined to make it to the Farmer's Market.

Still loving our new house, but focusing on the backyard instead of the front as much.

Taken to praying more often than daily about Mike's job stability (we are still waiting to hear if his job is secure.)

SOOO HAPPY our fam in Virginia decided to move here instead :)


Still praying more of our friends move here, but happy that so many of them love Reno enough to visit often. (Boardman, it's been longer than a month. When are you visiting?)

Pause the Music

This is so random.

Trendy from Casey Donahue on Vimeo.

99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall

So, I am not counting down beers, or bottles, or days until my wedding. I AM counting the number of classes I have to complete until I am a graduate and get to be called a degree holder. I will have my Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education. I walk in May, but will have a couple classes to finish after that. YAY!!! Eleven-eleven classes to go. Then I start my master's the following fall. Yikes. Maybe I should make a paperchain countdown.

What do you get when you cross a dear friend, her wedding anniversary, the 80s, and lady's night?

A really good time! Everyone donned pink and their favorite 80's gear. The whole night could have doubled as an ode to Napoleon Dynamite.

Happy 20th Anniversary friends :)

Joni was totally surprised, so much so she got teary. When asked what she wanted to do first, eat, chat, open presents, she said, "Can we drink?" AH!!! Your parents must be real proud, huh? I love it. I had to leave early, but not before snapping a few pics. I have held the most incriminating for private eyes only.

And then there is Lolita....

SOOOO TIIIRED

This is the image I was met with on my way to bed late one night last week. I don't know what bedtimes are like at your house, but once we get them all tucked in, we are usually met with a litany of questions and accusations.

"Sam is making a weird NOISE!"

"Addison won't stay on her side of the bed, and I think she is growling."

"Can I get a drink of water?"

"I think I am scared of the dark. No wait, I just don't want to go to sleep. Can I stay up with you?"

"I think I ate too much dinner; can I sleep on the ground?"

"Mommy, if I swallowed a star, would you be able to see it glowing in my belly?"

sigh. It's endless and not amusing when you are trying to have an in house date with your spouse.

So this particular night, once all the questions and examinations had ceased, and all the lights were out, I began my slow ascent up the stairs. My eyes were closed, lights off, and I leaned heavily against the wall, too tired even to walk up the stairs. The Man was trailing behind me giving me a hiney helper (this is not a euphemism, it just means he was literally pushing me by the butt up the stairs). I opened my eyes one stair before stepping on Sam. Lucky for him. I nearly screamed, but managed to keep it together and get my camera.

I know what you are thinking. "Is that kid's face EVER clean?" No, no it isn't.

My Daily Blog Visits

This is a list of a few blogs I visit regularly. If you are in the mood for some light reading or entertainment, click a link. Enjoy.

Stuff White People Like funny

Nonsense's Cousin more of my ramblings

Step by Step from the preacher's mouth

The Pioneer Woman everything but the kitchen sink

This Is Reverb Photography from a man's point of view