Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Friday, September 03, 2010

London-Bound with Baby News

It started with a dream. Just a dream. I dont really even remember what I dreamt about but it prompted me to take a test and sure enough! 3 for 3 and the doc confirmed. Can't tell yet how far along I am until the ultrasound. I kept it from Mike for 2 days, thinking about some special way to tell him on the way to London. The scene from the Wedding Singer kept playing over and over in my head. I hoped I could find a flight attendant cool enough to make the announcement on the intercom....

But I saw a perfect moment last night. Just me and Mike on the couch. Nothing fancy. He gave me the biggest hug and we both couldnt wait to tell Ethan. His reaction was priceless!! He couldn't stop jumping on the couch!

"I made a wish to have a baby brother, and it came true!" he said. And he's right. For months, he's been praying for a baby more than he does for any toy. I can't wait til he actually meets her! ;) We got a while before we find out still....

Well we're on our way to London. I am happily and gittyly imprisoned on my Droid, but I'll prob need to wait til we get back to write more. This keyboard is so darn difficult to write a novel with. Gotta love technology.
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Monday, June 28, 2010

Happy Birthday Mike!

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday Mr. Super Dad and Husband....
Happy Birthday to you!


Twenty seven years ago today, one of the most amazing women I’ve ever known gave birth to the most wonderful man I have ever known.

To her I say: Thanks for raising such a wonderful, caring, sensitive, and strong man. Thanks for teaching him what’s right and what’s wrong. Thanks for showing him that love and affection are wonderful things to have and to give in life.

To him I say: Happy Birthday, Babe! I love you with all my heart. Ethan and I are so lucky to have you in our lives. You are our rock. We are so very proud of everything you have accomplished, and we are here to support with everything else you got stored up your sleeves.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Wooden Annivesary = Eurotrip!

So it was no secret that I was nearly 4 months pregnant when Mike and I got married in 2005. It put a little damper on our Honeymoon which was a week long all-inclusive trip to Cancun (a wedding present from my mom). We have since then promised we would try to do something special every year on our anniversary.


Year 1 - We went on a Carribbean cruise.


We made out with stingrays




Tubed through caves in Belize



Made friends with Mexicans who can't take pictures after getting stranded with no money for a cab



Drank a little too much in Cozumel



Ravaged through ancient ruins in Costa Maya




Year 2 - We said, screw it, let's jump off a perfectly good airplane.










Year 3 - We spent a week-worth of free beach-front suites in the East Coast.

We went to our first NASCAR race in Richmond



Almost decapitated Mike in Williamsburg



Climbed our first light house at Fort Story



Drank a little too much in Ocean City



Got diarrhea from jumbo pizzas in DC





Year 4 - BIG FAT NADA

I'm sure we went to dinner or something, but goes to show you that it must've been THAT boring that neither Mike or I can remember what it was. We had just bought the house, so not only were our funds a little low, we probably just didn't have enough energy left to plan anything.



So for Year 5, we are pulling all the stops and we're going to Europe for 10 days!!! We are super psyched!






Is it September yet???????

Monday, May 10, 2010

I am Truly Blessed

A coworker shared something funny with me on Monday. Her son told her that Mother's Day is just an arbitrary holiday. Something that was cooked up, probably the same people over at Hallmark who supposedly cooked up Sweetest Day, with nothing more than the sole intent of generating sales.

Arbitrary or not..... commercialized even..... I love Mother's Day. My sentiments, of course, have changed since I became a mom myself, but I loved it even before I was blessed to join the club.

Mother's day, to me, is another time when we take stock of how we have been blessed in life.

I am blessed to have a beautiful relationship with my mom, who is always there for me no matter what. She raised me, taught me to be an individual, and made me who I am today. She taught me to be strong, to be brave, to be aggressive with my dreams, to be respectful, to be loving, to be grounded. She has sacrificed so much and have raised three strong-willed children.

My mother-in-law, who's become my second mom and despite having to deal with my crazy antics, have found herself attached to me and treats me like her own and has welcomed me into her family in every way. But because she lives thousands of miles away (she thinks I'm the devil for stealing her son away), I don't get to express my appreciation enough, but I hope she knows that I appreciate everything she's ever done for me and my family.

This weekend, I spent my time spending it with the people I love. It started with a semi-surprise breakfast in bed from Mike and Ethan, and then went shopping then to lunch with my mom, sister and brother (dad had to work). Nothing extravagant, just the company of the people I care most about.



Grrrr... the only pic we got with mom... and she decides to blink!













The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new. ~Rajneesh

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness. ~Honoré de Balzac

She never quite leaves her children at home, even when she doesn’t take them along. ~Margaret Culkin Banning

When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. ~Sophia Loren, Women and Beauty

Motherhood has a very humanizing effect. Everything gets reduced to essentials. ~Meryl Streep

Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. ~Toni Morrison, Beloved, 1987

A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother’s love endures through all. ~Washington Irving

There’s nothing like a mama-hug. ~Terri Guillemets

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not. ~James Joyce

It’s not easy being a mother. If it were easy, fathers would do it. ~From the television show The Golden Girls

My mom is literally a part of me. You can’t say that about many people except relatives, and organ donors. ~Carrie Latet

A man’s work is from sun to sun, but a mother’s work is never done. ~Author Unknown

All mothers are working mothers. ~Author Unknown

The phrase “working mother” is redundant. ~Jane Sellman


A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. ~Tenneva Jordan

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Lifehouse + Daughtry Concert

For a (very) belated Valentines celebration -- it was a gift from me to Mike -- we went last night to see Lifehouse and Chris Daughtry (and band) perform at the Nokia Theatre in LA.

Now I've seen my share of concerts....

From two-stepping to Willie Nelson in the middle of Oklahoma July heat.

To my teeny bopping days with NSYNC (not to mention Britney Spears!).

To the gel-wearing college punk crowds of the Warped Tour.


And I have to say... I would jump on the first headline tour that Lifehouse puts out. I really enjoyed their show.. even though it was only 45 minutes long, AND the fact that they didn't sing our song ("Everything"). Hmmmmph!



Lifehouse performing "You and Me" and "Home" with Chris Daughtry - Nokiea Theatre






Bought the tickets from Craigslist back in January... and you never know these days, as much as you want to believe the goodness in everyone, I was still a little nervous about

1. the printed tickets that I bought would actually scan, and

2. that I would get seats that are different from what they advertised it to be.


But I was pleasantly surprised to sit 27 rows from the stage (although a side view) was still pretty good considering we paid face value for the tickets AFTER it had already sold out. It was a plus to sit at an aisle so Mike could stretch his knees.









Thursday, February 18, 2010

How can I stand here with you, and not be moved by you?



As part of my Valentine's Day gift to Mike, we're going to see Lifehouse live in May (they're opening for Chris Daughtry, but we're really going for Lifehouse).

It'll be a departure from our usual Linkin Park/Korn concerts, but our first dance at our wedding was to "Everything" by Lifehouse, and I've been dying to hear them play it live! I get goosebumps every time I hear that song...... :)







Lifehouse performing live at the Winter Olympics

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Envy of the Office (Again)

I don't understand why some women get embarassed when they get flowers at work..... I absolutely love it! Mike has sporadically sent me flowers since I started here, and every time, I enjoy hearing everybody coo about how great of a husband he is for being thoughtful.

I used to get mad about it. These suckers are not cheap! But it's the thought that really gets me, every time. Cliche? Who cares.

I spend 8 hours a day (some days, more) at work. That's more hours awake than I do at home during the week. I don't mind a constant reminder that someone is thinking of me, and I certainly don't care that people look at me with their jealous eyes.

Happy Valentines!






Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Merry Christmas!

I can't believe there are only 2 more days before Christmas!

I've been done with my shopping....... some still need to be wrapped, some have to be delivered.... but for the most part, I'm done.

I can't wait til we open our presents tomorrow (mom has to work on Christmas day, so we're opening them tomorrow night - Noche Buena!) before we go to midnight mass.

Ethan has been a hoot since the day we put up our Christmas tree -- day after Thanksgiving. Every day, he would come down the stairs and ask "Is it Christmas yet?"...... and every day, I would say "No, not yet". And with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, he always follows it up with "How many days mommy?"....

This year will be a blast!

If I don't get to post again before Christmas, I'll the time now to wish everyone a VERY Merry and Blessed Christmas! I hope you all get to spend and enjoy the day with your loved ones, like we are.


Tuesday, May 26, 2009

I Love Being Your Mom

I am so blessed.....


Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day!




A Mother's Love Determines How
Author Unknown

A mother's love determines how
We love ourselves and others.
There is no sky we'll ever see
Not lit by that first love.

Stripped of love, the universe
Would drive us mad with pain;
But we are born into a world
That greets our cries with joy.

How much I owe you for the kiss
That told me who I was!
The greatest gift--a love of life--
Lay laughing in your eyes.

Because of you my world still has
The soft grace of your smile;
And every wind of fortune bears
The scent of your caress.

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Fun-filled Weekend: Part 3

Sunday afternoons are my alone-time with Ethan (while daddy goes to school for a few hours). I don’t get to spend a lot of time with him during the week, so I always look forward to being with him on the weekends.

It amazes me how little it takes for him to make me laugh and vice versa. On Sunday, we spent an hour taking turns laying on the grass while the other jumps over, pulling the wagon back and forth, and then the next 2 hours blowing and catching bubbles in the yard until sunset.



It’s always sad when we run out of daylight… since it always means we have to start winding down and getting ready for bed. But we still have a blast, and I’ve learned to appreciate every minute I could get.




Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Hot Pink, Eyebags and a Great Catch


Horrible bags under my eyes....

I have been in a cast for 4 weeks now for my broken finger. The cast, bright in hot pink, goes up to almost my elbow. It’s extremely uncomfortable, gets heavy to lug around and very difficult to sleep with (I've actually hit myself over the head with it a few times, and Mike insists I gave him a black eye). I’ve noticed I’ve been more tired than usual… my doctor just says the body takes a lot of energy to heal. I still have a bottle of vicodin for those intolerable nights.

It’s unfortunate that my job relies heavily on my fingers to work on the computer and my hands for production. It’s been a royal pain in the you know what, but I’ve quickly learned to compensate with my left hand, and even though it’s slowed me down, I’m at least still getting things done.

But can I just say, that I’m the luckiest girl to have the greatest husband in the world?

Ever since I got imprisoned in this cast, he’s been so helpful and understanding. Even though I know he probably cringes when he hears me yell “Babe!” from the other side of the house, he’s been SUPER when it comes to doing things I normally could do myself.

He does laundry, cooks dinner almost every night, even grocery shopping! He wraps up my cast before I get in the shower, buttons up my pants, and doesn’t complain when I wake him up early morning to tie my hair in a ponytail (he’s actually gotten quite good at it).

Babe, if you’re reading this… THANK YOU, and I LOVE YOU.



Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Stubbles

Love is....

...letting him be stubbly.


I don’t know about you, but I personally do not like stubbles. And this particular dislike of mine resulted in a cunningly provoked fight between me and the hubby.

I don’t like it. I think it makes a man look grungy and dirty, like they don’t care to take care of themselves. I think it’s ugly. And it feels “funny”.

Case in point: Ethan tried to give Mike a kiss one time and scowled “Your chin hurt my mouth, daddy”.

He insists he’s doing it for “Mustache March”…… it’s apparently a whole underground movement against clean-shaven faces all over the country. And I say, if I wanted a Chewbacca, I would’ve married one!





In fairness, Mike has had to shave everyday for the past 4 years because he was REQUIRED to (uniform and all), and now that he doesn’t have to, I suppose I could cut him a little slack. He did shave for an interview 2 weeks ago, and as a token of peace, shaved again yesterday.

So now, peace has been restored in our household.

And I promise to be a little more lenient with the mustache/beard rules, AS LONG AS HE NEVER lets it grow out like this guy.





Ew.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Going Brazilian

For Valentine’s eve, we went to Amazon Churrascaria – which is a Brazilian steakhouse. I’ve only been to one once years ago, and Mike has never tried it so we’ve always thought about going. Mike had found this place online, the reviews are somewhat mixed. But it’s a lot closer drive than Fogo de Chao in Beverly Hills (no doubt, a better choice, but we couldn’t justify driving 2 hours for ANY kind of meat).

Amazon was average. The walls are decorated with faux stones surrounded by fake vines, trying to give an ambiance (but cuts short) of a Brazilian rainforest. The seats are very dated, reminiscent of a Hometown buffet.

The bad taste started from the door, when we were told the wait would be “a while”, especially since we were told after calling earlier that day that they didn’t take reservations for smaller parties. That was a lie. There were, in fact, a bunch of people there who had reservations and were put on a separate waiting list, which of course, was considerably shorter than the one we were on. We were finally seated after an hour of waiting.

The salad bar was ok… best part were the cheese balls! I couldn’t get enough of those… I was seriously contemplating sneaking some in my purse. LOL. 20 minutes into our meal, the server hadn’t brought our drinks yet. We had to flag down the hostess, who brought us some water almost immediately. OK, granted it was Valentine’s eve and we got there at around 8 – notably their busiest hour, they should’ve anticipated the rush in my opinion. They had ONE bartender working, who was obviously inundated and took forever to get everyone’s drinks served – although I think he tried to make up for the delay by putting a little extra alcohol in my margaritas because I was feeling fanciful after only having 2.

The meat was DELISH (but didn’t make up for the bad service). For those who have never been to a Brazilian restaurant, you are given a small wooden cylinder with one end painted red, and the other painted green. Keep the green side up and the server will endlessly come by with oversized skewers with all sorts of meat. We got rib eyes, flank steak, kabobs, alligator and chicken hearts (I passed on the latter two, but Mike was all for it). When you get full, you flip the cylinder with the red side up. We did that shortly before we saw the table across from us getting served short ribs – then we flipped that sucker back up to green.






There’s only so much bbq meat and cheese balls a person can take in one sitting though. After dinner, we headed up to a Wyndham hotel where I got another free room (booked it sometime last year). It was nice to have just the night off from diaper duties, and just spend some time with my hubby uninterrupted. We normally try not to wait to do that just on special occasions (now that we have more help), but Valentines sure presents itself as a good reason to get away. Had a bottle of wine, exchanged gifts, good company. It was nice…

Thank God for the best babysitter in the world – Sissy!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

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