Monday, October 31, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Full Circle
Last night I subbed for bowling league again, my second time, I bowled very bad so I will be surprised if the ladies will want me back. Erik also bowls on Wednesday nights for the men's league. The last time I bowled he wasn't able to make it because he worked late. I looked over at him, I couldn't tell if he was irritated that I was cramping his style or not. So I asked."Honey, are you mad that I am invading your bowling night?" He pauses. I start to feel bad. I then see him slowly reveal a big smirk across his face and he starts to laugh.
"No, not at all, I was just thinking how I can't believe that we are driving to bowling league together in a minivan." Amen.
"No, not at all, I was just thinking how I can't believe that we are driving to bowling league together in a minivan." Amen.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Pay it Forward
I love you Erin. Please read more about her here.
For those of you in the FM area please come and join us for a day dedicated to Mr. Rowan. He has stolen my heart from day one. Please let me know if you would like to contribute or help in anyway.
Rowan is nine months old and has been diagnosed with a severe brain disorder called lissencephaly. It is a rare brain formation where the brain is smooth due to lack in development. Many children diagnosed with the disorder do not live to be older than the age of two. Rowan will spend much of his life going to doctor appointments and needing extra care to live comfortably. The purpose of the benefit is to raise money to help the family with medical expenses.
For those of you in the FM area please come and join us for a day dedicated to Mr. Rowan. He has stolen my heart from day one. Please let me know if you would like to contribute or help in anyway.
Rowan is nine months old and has been diagnosed with a severe brain disorder called lissencephaly. It is a rare brain formation where the brain is smooth due to lack in development. Many children diagnosed with the disorder do not live to be older than the age of two. Rowan will spend much of his life going to doctor appointments and needing extra care to live comfortably. The purpose of the benefit is to raise money to help the family with medical expenses.
- What: We will be hosting a spaghetti feed as well as a silent auction with many great things from the community.
- Where: BONANZAVILLE 1351 West Main Avenue West Fargo, ND
- When: Sunday, November 13th from 11:00 a.m. until 4:00 p.m.
- Cost: Suggested minimum donation is $10 per plate
The silent auction will close at 3:30pm. Need not be present to win.
Checks can be made payable to “BABY ROWAN BENEFIT” and dropped off at, or mailed to, Northwestern Bank, 2405 8th St S, Moorhead, MN 56560.
For questions, or to contribute a monetary or silent auction donation, call Michelle Jerve at (715) 379-4358.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
This morning...
Alex says to me,"Mom, I don't like you." But a couple seconds later, dead serious,"I do love you though." Thanks Buddy! We just got his preschool pictures back yesterday. So. Dang. CUTE! We found Anthony's old Batman costume on Sunday and I think he wore it all the way until Tuesday. Alex is enamored with super heroes right now and still dutifully follows Anthony's lead on anything and everything. He has now been crawling into our bed in the middle of the night recently. Even though he is a heater I like being close to him.
Talia is now smiling extra big all the time. Not just the half crook smile, but the entire face smile. She talks a lot, has a raspy laugh, and is very spoiled. She is content on her own for awhile but then calls for one of us to come to talk to her. We are grateful that she is sleeping consistently 10-5 now. The world is back to looking more vivid again, the gray has faded with the more sleep I get.
Anthony had conferences on Monday...but I forgot about them. So we rescheduled for Tuesday-I was so embarrassed. Mrs. Dahl assured me that 3 others had forgotten too, is this the truth or just to make me feel better? I ran into Mrs. Englund, Anthony's 1st grade teacher and made her promise to tell Mrs. Dahl that I am not a flake. Hopefully she believes that. Regardless, his conferences went great! He is testing above average in all subjects, he has a problem with chit chatting now and then (no idea where he gets that), and likes to get chased by the girls at recess. She said that he is very easy going and social, gets along well with others. I was very pleased with the overall meeting, but girl chasing...already? I am not ready for that.
Talia is now smiling extra big all the time. Not just the half crook smile, but the entire face smile. She talks a lot, has a raspy laugh, and is very spoiled. She is content on her own for awhile but then calls for one of us to come to talk to her. We are grateful that she is sleeping consistently 10-5 now. The world is back to looking more vivid again, the gray has faded with the more sleep I get.
Anthony had conferences on Monday...but I forgot about them. So we rescheduled for Tuesday-I was so embarrassed. Mrs. Dahl assured me that 3 others had forgotten too, is this the truth or just to make me feel better? I ran into Mrs. Englund, Anthony's 1st grade teacher and made her promise to tell Mrs. Dahl that I am not a flake. Hopefully she believes that. Regardless, his conferences went great! He is testing above average in all subjects, he has a problem with chit chatting now and then (no idea where he gets that), and likes to get chased by the girls at recess. She said that he is very easy going and social, gets along well with others. I was very pleased with the overall meeting, but girl chasing...already? I am not ready for that.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
10 years today 10.13.2011
Today I cannot stop smiling. I feel like I have met a real milestone in my life. Not just my life but the life we have created together. Erik and I have been married for 10 years today. It honestly does feel like yesterday. There are so many moments from that day that I remember vividly. Right about now I was at the hotel eating oatmeal, getting ready to leave to get my hair done. I was SO NERVOUS! Amber was laying in my bed hungover from partying with all the groomsmen the night before. I took a bath in the hot tub to try calm my nerves. I was irritated with myself because I had not bought a lipstick to reapply all day that I liked. But it was a very peaceful morning.
There was no question in my head that I was doing the right thing. We had already dated for 8 years. 8 years of learning, deciding, and ultimately committing to each other forever.
I remember him walking up to me with the biggest grin I have ever seen on his face when we saw each other for the first time. He made me blush, he made me feel so beautiful, he made me proud. Our wedding was at 7 pm so we didn't make all of our Lutheran friends sit through a Catholic Mass. I thought he would pass out because of the crowd-but he was steady as a rock, I did not anticipate me crying uncontrollably or my sister sobbing so hard. I can hear my Grandma saying,"Faith, we are not at a funeral." I am so grateful my Grandma was there that beautiful fall day.
The moment my dad and I were going to walk down the aisle he was beaming. He looked at me and says,"Are we ready?" I responded,"Let's do this!" Once we said our vows we were suppose to walk over and give both sets of our parents hugs along with a rose. We were so happy we forgot, all we could do was stare at each other and smile. I still have guilt for not remembering to give them that moment.
Our reception was at the Holiday Inn, the wedding party was introduced to the 500 plus crowd to a song I can hear in my head but could not tell you the name of. We were ready to have some fun! The speeches were perfect. The first dance was to Etta James' "At Last". My cheeks hurt from smiling and my arms hurt from hugging. My poor personal attendant never even got to eat until Domino's delivered to her that night. My family made a Congo line and danced all through that dance hall to "We Are Family." It was the perfect day. It was our day. I am still grateful to all those that were there to share it with us.
I really do love him and I will forever.
There was no question in my head that I was doing the right thing. We had already dated for 8 years. 8 years of learning, deciding, and ultimately committing to each other forever.
I remember him walking up to me with the biggest grin I have ever seen on his face when we saw each other for the first time. He made me blush, he made me feel so beautiful, he made me proud. Our wedding was at 7 pm so we didn't make all of our Lutheran friends sit through a Catholic Mass. I thought he would pass out because of the crowd-but he was steady as a rock, I did not anticipate me crying uncontrollably or my sister sobbing so hard. I can hear my Grandma saying,"Faith, we are not at a funeral." I am so grateful my Grandma was there that beautiful fall day.
The moment my dad and I were going to walk down the aisle he was beaming. He looked at me and says,"Are we ready?" I responded,"Let's do this!" Once we said our vows we were suppose to walk over and give both sets of our parents hugs along with a rose. We were so happy we forgot, all we could do was stare at each other and smile. I still have guilt for not remembering to give them that moment.
Our reception was at the Holiday Inn, the wedding party was introduced to the 500 plus crowd to a song I can hear in my head but could not tell you the name of. We were ready to have some fun! The speeches were perfect. The first dance was to Etta James' "At Last". My cheeks hurt from smiling and my arms hurt from hugging. My poor personal attendant never even got to eat until Domino's delivered to her that night. My family made a Congo line and danced all through that dance hall to "We Are Family." It was the perfect day. It was our day. I am still grateful to all those that were there to share it with us.
I really do love him and I will forever.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Oktoberfest...
Our weekend was FULL of fall fun! We did it all. On Saturday we headed over to Oktoberfest to check out the wiener dog races. I have never in my life seen so many wiener dogs. Some with costumes-your normal wiener dog get ups like hot dog in a bun, butterflies, and little barmaid outfits. A friend of mine was helping with the races and he said there were over 70 dogs preregistered. CRAZY! But besides beer tastings that I did not partake in because I had the kids they had bounce houses, corn dogs, and a kid friendly bull riding corral. The boys had a great time!
We also headed out to the pumpkin patch. With two almost teenagers with, they were thrilled about going to the pumpkin patch. Even more thrilled when Dynamite came on (big groan from the backseat)...which I downloaded to my Ipod because the boys LOVE it. 30 seconds in we were all cruising to the pumpkin patch fist pumping with the windows all the way down and showing what a minivan is capable of.
The pumpkin patch had its usual suspects. Kids squealing with delight, others crying like they were being tortured. Talia was home with dad but the boys and I enjoyed it all. I think our preteens did too, not that they would every admit it. Alex's favorite thing was the corn sandbox and barrel rides. Anthony's was definitely the cows-the kid loves himself a cow and the corn maze.
Sunday we headed out on Family Fun Day. Our term for Sunday's. When Anthony was done with Sunday School we went to Maplewood State Park. I wanted to write a letter to whoever designed the Toyota Sienna and profess my love to them. It is so much more enjoyable to go places in our new minivan. Each of the kids have their own space. I have a ton of space up front and it has enough technical amenities to entertain Erik. The rule is no eating in the car and so far so good. Yeah, I know wish us luck! Anyways, Maplewood was gorgeous. We hiked up a very steep hill that had a landing on top that overlooked the entire park. Talia slept like a champ in her Baby K'tan-another purchase that I am obsessed with. Thank you Pout! I did think I was going to fall over and die a couple of times but I made it.
So our weekend was truly AWESOME! This next weekend Erik and I are going to Minneapolis to celebrate20 years 10 years of marriage. CANNOT WAIT!!!!!
We also headed out to the pumpkin patch. With two almost teenagers with, they were thrilled about going to the pumpkin patch. Even more thrilled when Dynamite came on (big groan from the backseat)...which I downloaded to my Ipod because the boys LOVE it. 30 seconds in we were all cruising to the pumpkin patch fist pumping with the windows all the way down and showing what a minivan is capable of.
The pumpkin patch had its usual suspects. Kids squealing with delight, others crying like they were being tortured. Talia was home with dad but the boys and I enjoyed it all. I think our preteens did too, not that they would every admit it. Alex's favorite thing was the corn sandbox and barrel rides. Anthony's was definitely the cows-the kid loves himself a cow and the corn maze.
Sunday we headed out on Family Fun Day. Our term for Sunday's. When Anthony was done with Sunday School we went to Maplewood State Park. I wanted to write a letter to whoever designed the Toyota Sienna and profess my love to them. It is so much more enjoyable to go places in our new minivan. Each of the kids have their own space. I have a ton of space up front and it has enough technical amenities to entertain Erik. The rule is no eating in the car and so far so good. Yeah, I know wish us luck! Anyways, Maplewood was gorgeous. We hiked up a very steep hill that had a landing on top that overlooked the entire park. Talia slept like a champ in her Baby K'tan-another purchase that I am obsessed with. Thank you Pout! I did think I was going to fall over and die a couple of times but I made it.
So our weekend was truly AWESOME! This next weekend Erik and I are going to Minneapolis to celebrate
They love the mini..we need to name her.
I think I need to get him some shades...
Mom, really? Yes, thank you...
Maybe he will be a cattle farmer?
Have a seat! Yes, that is Kylie...
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
When it hits you smack dab in the face...
I had an epiphany tonight. I was standing at bowling league (it was my first night, I was a sub) with woman my mothers age telling them about my new minivan, complaining about how sore I was going to be from bowling-yes bowling, and how I couldn't wait to go to Minneapolis to have our mini holiday celebrating 10 years of marriage. It occurred to me right then and there, that I am officially middle aged. Believe it or not, I did use to be cool, secretly I still think I am. But cruising around in the mini reminds me (no matter how hard I try to tell myself the opposite) I have officially stepped out of the cool zone. 33 years old, 10 years of marriage, 3 kids, minivan, and bowling league. WOWZER! If someone would have told me that 10 years ago I would have spit my kamikaze and/or scooby snack all over them and told them to stick it. No, I would have used other choice words and stomped off in my too short of skirt with my too tight of top.
Middle aged is something that I bucketed all my friends into because a good majority of them have always been older than me. Now when you say I'm 33 and she's 36 it pretty much sounds the same. Versus when I was 18 and she was 21 or when I was 28 and she was 31. I loved torturing my girlfriends with our age differences. Now it all sounds the same. I hear myself saying,"Age is just a number. You are only as old as you feel." Lame middle aged me.
I love driving the minivan but instead of the occasional check out I get the minivan once over. You can see the other minivan drivers-especially other men wondering what kind of options it has and MPG. I find myself trying to race the other minis when we pull up to a stoplight side by side.
Guys use to try guess my bra size, they now try to guess how many kids I have. The best is when I tell them 3 and they get this horrified look on their face expressing complete sympathy for the dad. You tell other woman, especially older ones and they respond with,"Ooh I bet your busy. Don't miss those days." Ummm-okay, who says that? I just fell asleep typing this...not kidding.
Middle aged is something that I bucketed all my friends into because a good majority of them have always been older than me. Now when you say I'm 33 and she's 36 it pretty much sounds the same. Versus when I was 18 and she was 21 or when I was 28 and she was 31. I loved torturing my girlfriends with our age differences. Now it all sounds the same. I hear myself saying,"Age is just a number. You are only as old as you feel." Lame middle aged me.
I love driving the minivan but instead of the occasional check out I get the minivan once over. You can see the other minivan drivers-especially other men wondering what kind of options it has and MPG. I find myself trying to race the other minis when we pull up to a stoplight side by side.
Guys use to try guess my bra size, they now try to guess how many kids I have. The best is when I tell them 3 and they get this horrified look on their face expressing complete sympathy for the dad. You tell other woman, especially older ones and they respond with,"Ooh I bet your busy. Don't miss those days." Ummm-okay, who says that? I just fell asleep typing this...not kidding.
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