Some of you will remember, at one time in our lives, B and I tried to adopt through the foster care system. Our first kiddo was a very special little boy who was with us for several months. He came into our lives when he was 9 months and left us 2 days after his 1st birthday. He was adopted by his Uncle and Aunt and while it broke our hearts for what we lost, we couldn't have been happier that he was with his loving family.
Today that little guy turns 7. Some days it seems like it was just yesterday that he was toddling around our home, driving our cat crazy, and amazing us with each new thing he learned. There are also moments that it feels like it was a different lifetime, that B and I have moved so far away from that life.
We have been fortunate to be able to watch him grow into a young man through photos. He is tall and handsome and we couldn't have been more blessed to have been a small part of his life.
Today we celebrate a special 7 year old that will forever be a part of our hearts.
About Me
- Andrea
- Bossy, Independent, Stressed, Crazy about my husband and family. This blog is about the everyday life of our family of 2.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Friday, March 22, 2013
Out of Calories
I have never been a skinny minnie, but about a year ago, I was down to my lowest weight in a long time. I'd lost 22 pounds and was feeling pretty good about myself. I wish I could say that I maintained that weight or even lost a little more these last 12 months...but I can't. I have managed to put 10 of those pounds back on. It's been a slow and steady climb and I'm not very happy with myself. I cannot seem to get into an exercise routine, but I have stayed consistent with my online calorie counter - myfitnesspal.com. I have input what I've eaten every day plus the little exercise I've done. I can honestly say I know why the weight has come on, and I wonder how much I would have gained if I hadn't been tracking it.
Myfitnesspal allows me so many calories in a day, and as of right now, I have a little over a 100 left to eat for today. It's going to be slim pickings for supper! If I'd go get on the treadmill I could earn a few calories. And I've been making every kind of excuse of why I don't want to exercise. It's Friday, I'm tired, I don't want to get sweaty, and so on.
Truth is, I want to lose these 10 pounds before summer and the only way I'm going to do it is stick to my calories and get my butt moving. I'm just not sure if I want this truth to start tonight, or if I want to wait til Monday.
Myfitnesspal allows me so many calories in a day, and as of right now, I have a little over a 100 left to eat for today. It's going to be slim pickings for supper! If I'd go get on the treadmill I could earn a few calories. And I've been making every kind of excuse of why I don't want to exercise. It's Friday, I'm tired, I don't want to get sweaty, and so on.
Truth is, I want to lose these 10 pounds before summer and the only way I'm going to do it is stick to my calories and get my butt moving. I'm just not sure if I want this truth to start tonight, or if I want to wait til Monday.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Homesick
Tonight I'm feeling just a little homesick for my family. B is working nights, my most least favorite part of his schedule, plus he just got back from visiting his mom for 8 days in Florida - so it feels like forever since I've really been around him.
My sweet Dad calls me most nights and tonight was no different. He likes to "check in" on me. I love it, he makes me feel connected to what I'm missing in their daily lives.
During tonight's conversation he told me that everyone is getting together tonight to have pizza at my sister's house. Everybody but me and B and usually that doesn't bother me. Tonight, on another night without my hubby, I miss them and this time they are having together. It's been awhile since I've had these pangs of homesickness. Tomorrow will be a better day!
My sweet Dad calls me most nights and tonight was no different. He likes to "check in" on me. I love it, he makes me feel connected to what I'm missing in their daily lives.
During tonight's conversation he told me that everyone is getting together tonight to have pizza at my sister's house. Everybody but me and B and usually that doesn't bother me. Tonight, on another night without my hubby, I miss them and this time they are having together. It's been awhile since I've had these pangs of homesickness. Tomorrow will be a better day!
Sunday, March 10, 2013
The Best Visits
I think the best visits are the unexpected ones. B is in Florida visiting with his mom and watching as much spring training baseball as he can possible get in while he is there. More power to him! I don't have the vacation time to take the trip and quite honestly, it's been his thing to do with his mom for the past couple of years and I love the good times they are having and the memories they are making.
My unexpected visit came in the form of my dad and nephew traveling down to spend the weekend with me. I had hinted at the beginning of the week that there was a trade show that might interest my dad this weekend in our area. And he never mentioned it again - until Thursday night. Dad was watching my sister's 10 year old son this weekend and wasn't sure if my nephew would want to make the trip, so he'd let me know.
Well, my nephew was up for the trip, Dad pulled him from school early on Friday and they were here in time for supper on Friday night. We had a great time of playing cribbage, eating, visiting the trade show, eating some more, playing phase 10 dice and just enjoying each others company.
I love my family and the times we have together. Their unexpected visit certainly made my weekend!
My unexpected visit came in the form of my dad and nephew traveling down to spend the weekend with me. I had hinted at the beginning of the week that there was a trade show that might interest my dad this weekend in our area. And he never mentioned it again - until Thursday night. Dad was watching my sister's 10 year old son this weekend and wasn't sure if my nephew would want to make the trip, so he'd let me know.
Well, my nephew was up for the trip, Dad pulled him from school early on Friday and they were here in time for supper on Friday night. We had a great time of playing cribbage, eating, visiting the trade show, eating some more, playing phase 10 dice and just enjoying each others company.
I love my family and the times we have together. Their unexpected visit certainly made my weekend!
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
My Valentine's Day Gift
B took all my hints for the month prior to Valentine's Day (which included numerous searches for pretty rings on different jewelry store websites and keeping one particular ring's website up on my ipad for 2 weeks prior to the big day) and decided to give me jewelry for the big day.
I went with B to a dental appointment on Valentine's Day and after his appointment, he decided to take me "ring" shopping. We went to the store that I had favored on my ipad and looked at that one. Then we went to 2 other jewelry stores to see if they had anything that would fit my large finger (which is huge - I have man hands, what can I say). We went to lunch. We went back to one of the stores and I thought we had settled on one, and the clerk informed us that they had to check on the cost because it would need to be ordered in my size Well, the price of gold had gone up substantially and the cost more than doubled so we thanked them for their time and left. In the end, I told him to get me what he wanted and surprise me later in the day. I even told him that I didn't need a ring, a pack of gum would be fine and it wouldn't have to be specially sized to fit my fat finger!
My beloved went back to the first store and ordered the ring that I had drooled over for a month. That was the good news. The bad news was that it wouldn't be here til March 4th. On March 4th, I went to the store and asked if my ring was in. Well, the 4 was really a 7 on our paperwork, so no it wasn't. Then yesterday there was a phone call from the store telling me that the ring would be in today Yeah! So I drove down after work to pick it up. Um, sorry Mrs. H, but your ring wasn't shipped today. It will definitely be here tomorrow...on the 7th!
Do I trust them? Does this ring really exist? And when it gets here will it really fit my finger? Will I even like it?
Stay tuned....the Case of the Long Lost Valentine's Day Ring will hopefully be solved tomorrow!
I went with B to a dental appointment on Valentine's Day and after his appointment, he decided to take me "ring" shopping. We went to the store that I had favored on my ipad and looked at that one. Then we went to 2 other jewelry stores to see if they had anything that would fit my large finger (which is huge - I have man hands, what can I say). We went to lunch. We went back to one of the stores and I thought we had settled on one, and the clerk informed us that they had to check on the cost because it would need to be ordered in my size Well, the price of gold had gone up substantially and the cost more than doubled so we thanked them for their time and left. In the end, I told him to get me what he wanted and surprise me later in the day. I even told him that I didn't need a ring, a pack of gum would be fine and it wouldn't have to be specially sized to fit my fat finger!
My beloved went back to the first store and ordered the ring that I had drooled over for a month. That was the good news. The bad news was that it wouldn't be here til March 4th. On March 4th, I went to the store and asked if my ring was in. Well, the 4 was really a 7 on our paperwork, so no it wasn't. Then yesterday there was a phone call from the store telling me that the ring would be in today Yeah! So I drove down after work to pick it up. Um, sorry Mrs. H, but your ring wasn't shipped today. It will definitely be here tomorrow...on the 7th!
Do I trust them? Does this ring really exist? And when it gets here will it really fit my finger? Will I even like it?
Stay tuned....the Case of the Long Lost Valentine's Day Ring will hopefully be solved tomorrow!
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Lessons at the State Game
I grew up in a small town where basketball was king. The goal was to make it the tournament, win the Gold Ball and be state champ. I never played on the court (unless it was during phys ed!), but I've cheered, screamed, and cried at more than one tourney game. I cheered for my friends during school, my brother and sister during their high school careers. And now, I've cheered for my oldest niece and nephew. I have 4 more nieces/nephews to go..and I plan to be at those games being the crazy aunt too!
Yesterday I watched my nephew's team try for the gold ball. This is a team that wasn't suppose to make it to that level...would count themselves lucky to make it to the tourney at all. But after 3 overtime games, winning over competition that had beat them during the regular season, they made it to the big one. I wish I could write that it was a Cinderella finish and that they carried the gold ball home with them on the big yellow bus. But that didn't happen. They lost, not by a lot, but a loss nonetheless. And in that loss, I watched these young men show us adults how to handle a defeat. There were tears, but there was also no slumping in their chairs. They accepted their runner up trophy and showed it proudly to the audience. They might not have been yelling and smiling, but 2nd in the state really isn't that bad. I don't know if I've been 2nd in the state in anything!
I sent my nephew a text after the game that told him how proud I was of him. He scored 4 points, he made some great rebounds, and he's a handsome devil. Oh and I also told him I was proud that he managed to foul one of the opposing team's players were the sun doesn't shine. See what I mean? I need to learn what those boys already know...how to be gracious in defeat.
Yesterday I watched my nephew's team try for the gold ball. This is a team that wasn't suppose to make it to that level...would count themselves lucky to make it to the tourney at all. But after 3 overtime games, winning over competition that had beat them during the regular season, they made it to the big one. I wish I could write that it was a Cinderella finish and that they carried the gold ball home with them on the big yellow bus. But that didn't happen. They lost, not by a lot, but a loss nonetheless. And in that loss, I watched these young men show us adults how to handle a defeat. There were tears, but there was also no slumping in their chairs. They accepted their runner up trophy and showed it proudly to the audience. They might not have been yelling and smiling, but 2nd in the state really isn't that bad. I don't know if I've been 2nd in the state in anything!
I sent my nephew a text after the game that told him how proud I was of him. He scored 4 points, he made some great rebounds, and he's a handsome devil. Oh and I also told him I was proud that he managed to foul one of the opposing team's players were the sun doesn't shine. See what I mean? I need to learn what those boys already know...how to be gracious in defeat.
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