Thursday, August 31, 2006
K (my oldest) is SO excited to go to her first Jr. High 8th grade football game she can't stand it! I remember going to those. Ours were usually at night and there were the usual parties afterwards. I was never able to go to the parties- had to go right home. I'm also talking high school here. My grade school was K-8 and then I went right to a 4 year high school. A lot different than they do now. So far, K is getting all A's and one B+. Not bad! Not bad at all! We try to stress the importance of good grades and what that can mean for the future. Specifically, scholarships to good colleges. I'm a bit worried about how to pay for college for them both, but I'm not going to let it get the best of me. I'll just put it in God's hands.
Posted by Jean at 8/31/2006 04:01:00 PM
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Okay. My oldest, a seventh grader in Jr. High, told me last night that a boy stuffed a note through the slot in her locker asking if she would go out with him. Only he didn't say who he was. He just said to put yes on the paper and then put back in locker #147 (I think). Wow. Haven't thought about the "passing notes through the locker slots" in quite some time now. Brings back memories!!! So, what did my smart daughter do? She wrote on the note,"No, I will not go out with you since I don't even know who you are!" and then stuffed back in the appropriate locker. I wonder if he'll give up or tell her who he is. She's too young to date anyway, but they've got this 9th grade mixer coming up and she's getting all excited about it. She even asked me to take her shopping for a new dress! I told her I think they will just wear jeans (but she is checking to find out). I want her to have the best time in Jr. High. I want her to get great grades, be involved in everything she can and make lots and lots of new friends. We've already talked about how important it is to be in the right circle of friends. That is SO important when you are growing up!
Posted by Jean at 8/24/2006 03:23:00 PM
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Let me just start out by saying there is nothing better than the true deep love of a man. Specifically, my husband. Yeah, some days I want to strangle him (only about 3% of the time), but the rest of the time things are great. The predictable things are the ones that mean the most, I think. Like when I holler throughout the house, "Dinner's ready!". He ALWAYS yells (and if the girls are with him, they yell too) "So soooon?". I have to admit, it used to iritate me. Now, it makes me smile. Not just an outward smile. I smile deep down in the pits of my soul. Or when I make a sale at work and I tell him what bonus I've earned extra that day. I can count on him saying, "'Bout time you earned your keep!". I love him. I love him. I love him. We've been married 16 years now and to be perfectly honest with you, it hasn't been all that difficult. Yes, time has flown by since we have 2 kids. In fact, neither of us can remember exactly what we did with ourselves before they came along. (Well, other than the obvious!) Gone are the days of walking around the house/apt naked all day and making love whenever and wherever it struck us. But that's okay. We find time regularly to do that. I think it's funny though. We shut our bedroom door whenever we are making love and inevitably one of the kids will knock on the door. My husband usually tells them to be quiet, that Mommy is taking a nap. Then we giggle silently for a bit. Then he looks at me and says that they KNOW what we are doing but I just won't admit it. I love him. I love him. Did I mention I love him? I was reading an article or something the other day and this woman was saying that her and her hubby are best buds. They talk all day, instant message each other, etc. I actually was a bit jealous for a split second- then it went away. My first thought was-how lucky are you that your husband will chat with you all day long about what's going on all day long. Then, I realized. I'm just as lucky as she is. You don't have to be on the phone with each other for hours to be in love. It just so happens, my husband doesn't like to talk on the phone. Our conversations are very brief and to the point. Not much extra. But, that's OKAY with me. It's how we've been living our lives these past 16 years and I'm not insulted when he wants to end the phone conversation. Okay- enough for now. I better get back to work. I just wanted to let the world know that I am in love with my husband and realize how very lucky I am.
Posted by Jean at 8/22/2006 04:06:00 PM