Zinger

The past few weeks of sickness in our house has taken a toll on me.  Gracie and I both somehow escaped the epidemic in our household, but taking care of Bean Man and Chris was exhausting.  To make things even more fun, Chris was also working tech rehearsals last week, which meant when he wasn’t home in bed, he was at work until about 11:00 every night.  I was tired of being coughed on, sneezed at, argued with, and irritated by my children.  I was just plain tired, really.  Only,…

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The Memory of a Drain Strainer

Tonight, I was doing the dishes after the kids were in bed.  They were sleeping, Chris was working late, and the house was quiet.  As it often does in times like these, my mind drifted to thoughts of my dad while I mindlessly scrubbed pots and pans. I remembered the first time he and my mom visited Chris and I after we moved to Connecticut.  We were newlyweds at the time, and were so excited to show them our apartment and the new life we were building. I remember it…

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Part 2: Remembering the “We”

Last weekend, we sent the kids to my mom’s for a few days.  I blogged about it last week and said that Chris and I were stressed out from work and it was just the break we needed.  But that was sort of a fib. Sorry, imaginary friends. Yes, work has been stressful and, yes, it was nice to have a little break from responsibility for a few days.  But what we sent them to mom’s for was so that the two of us could have some time together.  We…

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Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy

Our goal for this weekend was to not be sad. I think we pretty much nailed it. My sister, John Michael, and Baby Tut Tut came down for the weekend to celebrate Tut Tut’s first birthday with family (his actual birthday is next weekend, but since we can’t be there with him, we celebrated here this weekend) and to honor my Dad’s memory by just being together. We spent Saturday at our house and had a little pre-birthday party party for Tut Tut. We spent the day soaking up the…

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Happy 30th Birthday, Chris!

Dear Pookey, Welcome to your 30’s!  I can’t believe that we have actually been together for half our lives now.  In some ways that feels impossible.  I still get butterflies when you kiss me, I still smile when I get a text from you, I still giggle inside when someone says “Mrs. Brown.”   But in other ways, it feels like I have known you my whole life.  Maybe that is because anything of real importance began when you took my hand for the first time over 15 years ago.…

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Confessions About Fighting

I’m sure every marriage is different in their fighting style. Sometimes I hear girlfriend’s talk about fights they have had with their husbands, and I think, “Holy cow, that can’t be healthy!” But I know that when they hear stories about some of mine and Chris’s fights, they probably think the same thing. We all fight differently, and for different reasons. But here are a few confessions about fights in my marriage: 1. Sometimes we go to bed angry. Actually, we USUALLY go to bed angry if we’ve had a…

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Sweet Talking. Heartbreaking.

I haven’t posted in a while about my dad.  There have been lots of reasons for that.  Mostly, it’s because I don’t really like talking about it that often.  I still talk to Chris about it when I need to, but I haven’t really shared too much with others.  Grief is such a personal and indescribable experience.  It’s just too hard to try to put it into words to make people understand.  I also don’t share much about it because I know that reading about it on my blog sometimes upsets…

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8 Years, 38 Reasons

38 Reasons I love my husband… 1. Whenever he sees me trying to take the trash out, he stops and takes it from me so I don’t have to carry it outside. 2. He cleans my car, gets the oil changed, and fills it with gas whenever it needs any of those things, and I’ve never asked him to do any of those things once.  He just does them. 3. He rubs my feet every night when we watch TV together. 4. He loves being at home with me and the kids more than any place else.…

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One of THOSE Blogs

In this corner of the internet, I try to keep things real.  I try to tell the truth.  The whole truth.  And nothing but the truth.  Sometimes, that means I tell people about temper tantrums and 3 hour meals and time outs and meltdowns because those things are just part of being a parent.  I try my best not to omit those instances because if I only showed the high-resolution pictures with perfect lighting where everyone is looking at the camera…well, quite frankly, this would be a very short blog.…

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What I Learned on a Farm

This past weekend, Bean had a birthday party for one of this classmates at a petting farm.  I had never been to a petting farm before.  In fact, when I got the invitation, I had to Google it before I found out that petting farms are real farms that kids get to visit.  Only, they are allowed to touch everything and try it all out. It was such a fun party!  The kids got to actually milk a cow, for crying out loud! This particular cow was seven months pregnant,…

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