I feel that right now, my little family (including unborn Jackson Delbert) is pretty darn perfect.
Our cat, Mattie, is finally seeming to use the litter box consistently instead of using Jeremy's room which is fantastic. She hates our other cat Felix and likes to torture us with this gesture whenever she feels she's been wronged. Thank goodness she seems to be happy again....for now, anyway...
Jeremy is doing great in school (after a very rocky incident a month or so again) and is doing equally well in his sports endeavors; soccer, baseball and flag football. He appears genuinely excited about his new baby brother coming later this summer and asks to feel him kick every now and then.
Justin is doing well, also, with work and softball and such. He seems happy and content with life, like me. We have our occasional, stupid fights over nothing, usually when one of us is just in a bad mood and feels like fighting. But after almost 13 years of togetherness, one almost 12 year old and almost 11 years of marriage, I couldn't imagine my life without him. He's truly my guy in every way. I'm so excited and in awe of his decision to have another child together, some days it doesn't seem real.
But it is and that part of my life is great. Then I have my friends....
And here is why I titled this blog "What doesn't kill you...."
One of my best friends, whose family I count as part of my own, is going through something that no one should ever have to. My bf's husband made a boneheaded mistake, but the revenge hungry, witch hunting people involved have turned their life upside down. What has been said and accused is so far from the truth, it's laughable & appalling. But that hasn't stopped those people from all out lying about a situation making sure it hit the media and everywhere else they could get their voices to. The husband lost part of his job, was followed with cameras, lost his coaching position which is his passion, my bf is starting to lose it (not really, but sounds funny) and the kids were bothered at school (by teachers, no less...great example there adults). I look at what has happened to them (there's a trial set for down the road) and wonder if it will make them stronger. I'm sure it will as it hasn't killed them yet. I feel such sadness over seeing all this first hand knowing that people really do exist that just want to hurt other people, or at least that's what it feels like. What started out as some minor incident has gotten blown so far over the edge that all you can say when you know the truth is WTF! What is wrong with people? Why do some feel the need to just tear down other people no matter the cost? Are you really that unhappy with your life that you want to destroy everyone else's? Seriously people, get a life of your own and leave this family be.
Ok, that's all for now. I've worked myself up and am mad and having nothing productive to write anymore. And don't get me started on my other bf and her waste of space husband. There just isn't enough room on this blog f0r me to elaborate on this subhuman piece o' crap, so I'll save it for another day. :-)
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
1 year later.....
Today is the 1 year anniversary of my Dad's passing........
Not sure what to say about it as I'm not quite able to comprehend that a whole year has gone by and everything else in my life is so normal. Justin and Jeremy are great, we're expecting our second child in July, work is good, friends are the best I've ever had....in other words...life is good.
Except it's not completely. I miss him very much. I talk to him a lot when I'm in my car alone. The new Carrie Underwood song, Temporary Home, makes me cry every time. The last verse just sounds so much like what my dad would have said. I'm still glad I wasn't there to actually watch him go. I think it would be worse for me. I do regret not getting to see him at Christmas before he got sick....had I only known....
He knew...I know that based on things Mom has told him he was doing in the fall before he got sick. Planting a tree in the front yard right in front of the kitchen window to replace the Crepe Myrtle that had died. I think Mom will be absolutely devastated if something happens to that tree before she passes away. My Dad, interestingly enough, was a logger for my whole life and at least half of his. He worked for GTE before that. But what's interesting is that although he cut down trees for a living, he was always so cautious about picking the right trees to cut down and cleaning up after the work was done and being careful not to hurt the littler trees nearby. He almost always worked alone, which scared Mom a lot as I was growing up b/c that was before the days of cell phones (I didn't start worrying until I was in middle school or so when I realized the danger of his job). We never really knew if he would be home at night. B/c he was alone and cutting trees, there was always the possibility that one would fall on him or something and we wouldn't know until he just didn't come home. I remember several times when Dad had simply lost track of time, and didn't get home until very late, after dark. Mom was so mad at him for making her worry so much. He never seemed to really to be all that phased by it. He was very good at his job, so it was silly of us to worry so much. Now, if Mom or I was out late for whatever reason and he happened to be home first, well, then that was just unacceptable. He was worried and all that. So funny how protective he was of us and yet we were silly to worry about him.
But that was my Dad. Always caring about everyone else around him so much more than himself. He was, without a doubt, the absolute best father that ever lived, as far as I am concerned. At the very least, no one was better, maybe the same, but certainly not better.
I know I'll see you again someday, but until then..I miss you, my precious, darling, Daddy.
Not sure what to say about it as I'm not quite able to comprehend that a whole year has gone by and everything else in my life is so normal. Justin and Jeremy are great, we're expecting our second child in July, work is good, friends are the best I've ever had....in other words...life is good.
Except it's not completely. I miss him very much. I talk to him a lot when I'm in my car alone. The new Carrie Underwood song, Temporary Home, makes me cry every time. The last verse just sounds so much like what my dad would have said. I'm still glad I wasn't there to actually watch him go. I think it would be worse for me. I do regret not getting to see him at Christmas before he got sick....had I only known....
He knew...I know that based on things Mom has told him he was doing in the fall before he got sick. Planting a tree in the front yard right in front of the kitchen window to replace the Crepe Myrtle that had died. I think Mom will be absolutely devastated if something happens to that tree before she passes away. My Dad, interestingly enough, was a logger for my whole life and at least half of his. He worked for GTE before that. But what's interesting is that although he cut down trees for a living, he was always so cautious about picking the right trees to cut down and cleaning up after the work was done and being careful not to hurt the littler trees nearby. He almost always worked alone, which scared Mom a lot as I was growing up b/c that was before the days of cell phones (I didn't start worrying until I was in middle school or so when I realized the danger of his job). We never really knew if he would be home at night. B/c he was alone and cutting trees, there was always the possibility that one would fall on him or something and we wouldn't know until he just didn't come home. I remember several times when Dad had simply lost track of time, and didn't get home until very late, after dark. Mom was so mad at him for making her worry so much. He never seemed to really to be all that phased by it. He was very good at his job, so it was silly of us to worry so much. Now, if Mom or I was out late for whatever reason and he happened to be home first, well, then that was just unacceptable. He was worried and all that. So funny how protective he was of us and yet we were silly to worry about him.
But that was my Dad. Always caring about everyone else around him so much more than himself. He was, without a doubt, the absolute best father that ever lived, as far as I am concerned. At the very least, no one was better, maybe the same, but certainly not better.
I know I'll see you again someday, but until then..I miss you, my precious, darling, Daddy.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Long time coming....
So....I know I posted one blog and have been MIA since, but tax season is upon me and time just isn't what it once was. One new thing in my life since my first blog....Twilight. Yep, I am so ashamed to admit that I, too, have fallen to the mighty power of vampire teen love. Read all four books in about 72 hours total (over a two week course....had to work, what can I say, and I'm not a fast reader). I have watched Twilight more times than I will readily admit and yes, I have already read all four books a second time. Say it with me folks....pathetic! I know, but I am a hopeless romantic at heart and the story is just really well written, in my opinion. Characters are cool and interesting and the story is just so fun. Anyway, there's my confession. On to more normal obsessions.....
As I mentioned, tax season is here and I have so much to do and so little time to do it in. The snow really cramped things as I was out of power at home, but I refused to go to the office on that weekend. So, I am behind, by my own making and am now playing catch up. Yay, me.
Baby is doing well. Heard the heart beat last month and this month and must say, it really is a surreal feeling. To be doing this all over again when our son is 11 1/2 is really crazy, but fun. That's what Justin's Valentine's Day card said to me (among other things)...."Looking forward to a fun year." I agree wholeheartedly. We won't be "new" parents, but it will be interesting to see how different or similar this child will be compared to Jeremy.
By the end of March, we will know what we are having. Very excited about this. Really want a girl, but just wanting to know more than anything. I like to plan, what can I say.
Well, that's all for now. Hopefully, I won't take 2 months to post again, but....there are no guarantee's in life. :-)
As I mentioned, tax season is here and I have so much to do and so little time to do it in. The snow really cramped things as I was out of power at home, but I refused to go to the office on that weekend. So, I am behind, by my own making and am now playing catch up. Yay, me.
Baby is doing well. Heard the heart beat last month and this month and must say, it really is a surreal feeling. To be doing this all over again when our son is 11 1/2 is really crazy, but fun. That's what Justin's Valentine's Day card said to me (among other things)...."Looking forward to a fun year." I agree wholeheartedly. We won't be "new" parents, but it will be interesting to see how different or similar this child will be compared to Jeremy.
By the end of March, we will know what we are having. Very excited about this. Really want a girl, but just wanting to know more than anything. I like to plan, what can I say.
Well, that's all for now. Hopefully, I won't take 2 months to post again, but....there are no guarantee's in life. :-)
Monday, January 4, 2010
A New Year
So, today is the first day of the 2010 tax season and I'm already tired. Why you ask could I be tired already? Probably because of the little one growing in my belly. After 12 years of togetherness and one 11 year old child, my husband and I have decided to add another board gamer to our home. We are both 32 and had our first child when we were 20. But my hubby wants to have a girl more than anything, so here we go again. He has decided that if it's not a girl, then we're giving it away. Any takers? First come, first serve. Just kidding, I guess we'll keep it no matter what.
Jeremy, the son we have already, is fantastic. He often makes me laugh just like his dad does. He has also been asking for a little brother or sister for years now. The due date is just before his birthday, so no presents for you son, here's a baby that will cry a lot and keep you from sleeping. Happy Birthday!
So, back to tax season. I am a CPA in Fredericksburg, VA. I love my job. I love the challenging work, as well as, the various clients I work with. Right now I am reconciling the fact that today starts 45 hour work weeks, that turn into 50 hour work weeks, that then turn into 55 hour work weeks. And then those weeks turn into, work-however-much-you-have-to-to-get-returns-out-the-door weeks. Ahhhh, good times they are. I'm interested to see what this year will be like as I have not been knocked up during tax season before. I'm sure it will be a different experience than I have had before.
Anyway, that's all for now. I'll be back soon to shed some more light on why we decided to start over and why, right now, we're loving it!
Jeremy, the son we have already, is fantastic. He often makes me laugh just like his dad does. He has also been asking for a little brother or sister for years now. The due date is just before his birthday, so no presents for you son, here's a baby that will cry a lot and keep you from sleeping. Happy Birthday!
So, back to tax season. I am a CPA in Fredericksburg, VA. I love my job. I love the challenging work, as well as, the various clients I work with. Right now I am reconciling the fact that today starts 45 hour work weeks, that turn into 50 hour work weeks, that then turn into 55 hour work weeks. And then those weeks turn into, work-however-much-you-have-to-to-get-returns-out-the-door weeks. Ahhhh, good times they are. I'm interested to see what this year will be like as I have not been knocked up during tax season before. I'm sure it will be a different experience than I have had before.
Anyway, that's all for now. I'll be back soon to shed some more light on why we decided to start over and why, right now, we're loving it!
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