Hospital socks

Today I got my very own pair of hospital socks. When Gavin broke his arm last fall he got a pair of yellow ones. When Paul had his recent surgery he got a bright royal purple pair. I got the best color so far. Paul said he was jealous. It makes me think of when your kids go to the doctor they got to pick a sticker. Guess I have graduated to socks now.

Happy Annivarsary to my Husband

Who knows why marriage works for some and not for others.  Between us we have survived three divorces, and countless bad break ups.  We are no stranger to failed relationships.  Even more surprising is that  we both came into this relationship with a lot of baggage, a varying array of skeletons to hang together in the closet, and at the start three kids.

It amazes me that we were perfectly fine without the other before we met.  We were just two individual who by fate crossed paths.  Now our lives have intertwined; together we have made a beautiful baby girl, and joined two families.  We have meshed together into an unbreakable force.  We were two who have truly become one.

There is an unspeakable connection shared between us rooted in shared and individual experiences.  I sometimes loose myself in this daydream, part wish, that we would have met many years before we did.  I am sad for the lost time between us.

However it was truly the breaks in our past

that built the character within us

that each of us fell in love with the other.

Our relationship ebbs and flows.  There are dark times, and there are joyous times.  There are days that I want you to choke on your socks.  There are nights I lay awake so mad that I climb to the edge of the bed to keep from touching you, and there are times that I cannot press my body close enough to ease the craving that my body desires to be near you.

There has been sickness and injuries, heart break and sorrows, and we help each other through.  There have been times we've celebrated the rare times of brief wealth, but know we are rich at heart when our bank accounts are empty.

The same person for nearly a decade and we can predict each other's next steps, words, or actions.  We know what makes the other tick maybe even more so then we do our own selves.  There can be mundane acts of affection and other times explosive ignites of passion.

Marriage sometimes is a much of a decision as it is a feeling.  There are no winners, there are no losers, we are in this together for the duration.  We counteract the other.  Sometimes life will throw us a curve.  Each of us will have to deal with the issue, but we do it together in this perfect dance we have mastered by knowing what each of us needs in the moment.  One  might be sad, and the other will be the cheerleader.  One might need to vent and the other will listen, and pour the drinks.  How we have learned this I have no idea, but we do it well together.

Regardless of our ever changing lives, and the years we have spent with one another this love just never runs out.  It reaches beyond my highest expectations.  This relationship rolls with the demands of work, children, and drama.  It is ever changing, evolving and most importantly growing. 

Eight years ago today you raised a toast after our wedding vows, "Here's to the first day of forever!"  I'll still drink to that!  Cheers to my true companion. 

Meet Lucille

This is Macey's new companion Lucille. 

We've decided that Miss Lucille will need to be accessorized with Macey's hats and scarves. 



Sadly, Lucille has come to stay with us because of Beth's recent passing.  When Macey was just a little thing she went though a cow loving phase.  Beth, my co worker brought Lucille to work at the Bank just so Macey could see her when she came to visit me.  Lucille has been there ever since.  Her daughter Sara wanted Macey to have the cow. 



Oh Beth we miss you.  And we promise to take good care of Lucille. 

What to do when it is 90 plus outside...

One hot day!

Here is Macey showing off her new dress that I am really jealous of. I wish they made it in my size! And Jack got a hair cut and bath, but was quick to go and roll in the dirt. And the pictures of me...Macey took them!

Play with grandparents

The Bike Ride

Not very far from our house we have a great walking, biking trail.

 Today we set out on a bike riding adventure.  Our bikes had been in the shed all winter and it took Daddy most of the morning to repair them, air tires and clean them up.  Aside from my husband's appliances and good looks he sure can be a good handy man around the house.  Without him my bike would have went to the shop and Macey would have scored a new one. (Side note...I am loving her missing teeth.)

 The trail runs along the back side of Rose Hulman University.  I've been telling Macey about this very unique chapel that I have taken wedding photos at...being the romantic she is, she remembered and wanted to see the chapel. 

 I am very surprised for a Saturday that a wedding wasn't going on while we were here!

 I eyed about a hundred things I wanted to linger around and take photos of.  It made me think of a photographer friend who was talking about going on a hike with is wife...and his camera, and when he got his camera out she said "Oh, it is going to be one of those kind of hikes."  Paul was standing in a parking lot watching our bikes while we went to the chapel. 

 (side note, I am loving the training wheels!  It won't be long and they will be gone!)

 Beautiful Mryt. 

 Taking a break! 

Papsy's Girl

My Getaway

My friend at work wanted to know if I had any pictures of our front porch, so I took these for her. I love it here...it is where you can find me spending any of my free time in the summer.