Thursday, January 16, 2014

Ummm. Whaddya sayin'?

Just a sampling of what it's like to live in my house.  Enjoy, folks.

"You know how my curtains are pulled back during nap?"
"Well, it's not from me looking out the window.  Its because I lick the window to cool off my mouth."
(Gagging.) "Then why do I get you an ice cold cup of water for your nightstand then?"


"Daddy, I know boys are stinky, but I just think Thaddeus is the cutest little thing I've ever seen."
"Yeah, but he's still stinky, right?"


"Today a boy told me I had bad breathe."
"What did you say?"
"Well, I waited until he wasn't listening and then I told him his breathe smelled like a frog."

Thursday, January 2, 2014

2014 Resolutions

"Mom, Elmo's on.  Shut that thing off."

1. Acts of Hospitality (mostly focused on inside my home, but outside too).
I want my house to be a home.  I want people to stop by.  Come over for dinner. Sit on the back porch by the fire pit.  Exhale and feel comfortable.
2. Document 1000 gifts. Without quitting. Even if people question my intentions.
I WAS doing this, but I quit because someone questioned my intentions. How foolish of me.  So I'm starting again. (Maybe one of my resolutions would be to quit caring what people think about me so much...)
3. The baby books.  For the love of God, the baby books!
There's no explanation.  Just do it, man!
4. Trip to Disney.
Booked, y'all.  BOOM.
5. Go see TJ's grandpa in NM
Love this man. Love this family.  I would adore going at the time of the balloon festival so we will just have to see how it all plays out. 
6. Tone down thighs and waist (I'm talkin' inches, people!)
I'm continuing to jog.  I need to find a plan for this one.  I guess I'll go to Pinterest. Where all the trainers hang out.
7. Finish a 5K (actual race, not in my neighborhood.)
Signed up. BOOM.
8. Sell stuff that's clogging our lives.
I loathe garage sales and I get nervous for people to come scope out stuff I've put on Craigslist.  Any ideas for how to sell stuff another way?
9. FINISH.  
I know alot of people have a focus word for the year as opposed to resolutions.  I would say that if I had to have a word it would be FINISH. I can sometimes crap out at the end and I dislike that.  So I want to finish well. 

Our People and My Cabinets

Remember a few posts ago when I said I had really disorganized cabinets? And remember how I told you to come over and look at them?  Well, I had a chance to put my money where my mouth was. (Is. Which is it?)

Sis turned 5 and we had a big party at our house for her.  We had our church pastor there, our friends, Faith's friends, family, and even the neighbors over.  I really tried to focus on making the day about the people and not stressing about my house and everything being in the proper place.  But I walked into the house and saw my husband and Faith's best friend's mom looking through our cabinets.  And everyone in the kitchen was watching them.  In disbelief. In disgust. In fear, I'm sure. Guys, it was like an Mt. Vesuvius of mismatched tupperware erupted and they were all standing in the wake! I stopped right in my tracks and just stood there with my chin hitting the floor.  I started making nervous comments about how disorganized they were and how I was having some sort of deja vu moment.  Everybody kept telling me that they weren't that bad.  (Yes, I have good friends that lie to me. Ha ha!) And maybe they're not.  But I know this- when everyone left I told TJ that I either need to 1)be okay with people seeing my cabinets like that or 2)organize the D#$% things! Well, that was a month ago and I have made no efforts to organize them so I guess I'm okay with you all seeing them like that. Unless you're OCD. Then don't put yourself through that kind of misery.

Speaking of Faith's party, I was completely overcome with thankfulness for our community of friends afterwards.  I just love our people.  I seriously get giddy thinking about how completely diverse they are and how they love our children so well and are so overwhelmingly wonderful to us Aragons that completely suck at being good friends. I love that we have one friend covered in tattoos talking to our opera singer friend next to our race car driving friend who is talking with our neighbor who is a 50-year-old student.  And don't forget our horse riding, harley riding pastor and his daughter that did horse rides for the kids. I LOVE LOVE LOVE it.  And then I walk in the house and there's kids playing everywhere and my family is all in there talking and having fun.  Pure bliss.  It, of course, got a little crazy when Faith knocked the opera singer's daughter's tooth out and busted her lip on the lawyer's daughter's head.  But whatevs. That's how we do a cowgirl party around here!