Thursday, August 27, 2009

Pass The Taters' Please!

I got this picture from "" and it just hit my funny bone! It describes my hubby's new passion perfectly. Although we're still poor as church mice and actually buying a gun is out of the question, dreaming is always free. And dream he does! I am learning all the different calibers, models, parts, pieces and price tags on the lastest and greatest guns. But I still have one question, who names this stuff?? Shouldn't caliber sizes go in order? 10 can be the smallest, followed by 20 30 40 and 50. Or make them hundreds if you'd like, but go in order people!

Other than that bit of strangeness I am finding that guns are not nearly as bad or scary as I have previously been convinced. I admit it, Rodney was right. (luckily he never reads my blog so he'll never know I said that!) Guns are only as dangerous or safe as the person holding them. Now I'm not saying I have any desire ever to go out hunting, but I'm becoming more and more ok with him making a hobby out of it. Especially since he promised to never make me watch the "disecting" process.

Now, on a much more adorable note, here are a few shots of my gorgeous girl from my phone. Warning- the following images are excessively sweet and liable to destroy grumpy moods.

Checked Off the Bucket List

My life is now officially complete. After marrying the man of my dreams, giving birth to the sweetest baby ever born, I have now finally achieved my ultimate goal. I saw someone changing out a billboard.

I took this picture on my phone while we were stopped at a light by our apartment. Don't worry, Rodney knows I love him more than the billboard man, but seriously I've waited my whole life for this! I have a whole list of silly simple things I want to see or do in this life, and the billboard was tied (with about 10 others) for first. (I know you're shaking your head, but have you ever seen anyone switching out the ads on a billboard?) Now on to sleeping upside down on the bed, seeing the freeway lights get changed, showering while fully clothed, participating in a paint fight and all the other simple pleasures life has to offer! : )

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Lessons Learned

It takes becoming a mom to truely appreciate your own.

When you need a burp cloth a blanket will be the only thing around. And vice versa.

A smile is worth a thousand words.

There are never 24 hours in a day, sometimes there are 36 and others only 3.

"Mom" is not a title, a job, or a name. It's a way of life.

Elizabeth Taylor can keep her diamonds, it's the macaroni necklaces I'm looking forward too.

Laundry is never "done".

Money and happiness are completely unrelated.

Baby kisses are worth more than all the money in the world.

"Shopping" is a chore, not a recreational activity.

Babies don't care what size your pants are, just how big your smile can get.

"Cleanliness is next to Godliness" is bolony. Parenthood is much closer, and a parent's house is never entirely clean.

No matter how long you wait, the dish fairy will never come. The stench however, always will.

Teenage boys are scary. I've changed my opinion on owning a shotgun.

No one will ever see the state of your bathroom cupboards. If the nail polish is in with the tampons it'll be ok.

God knew what He was doing when He created families, Grandmas are indispensible.

Advice is not law, everyone has thier own opinion. And when you have a newborn you get more advice than you ever thought possible.

A crying child is not a dying child, sometimes they're learning to sing.

Hormones hurt.

The best moments in life are not spent on beaches in Maui at sunset. They are snuggled up in bed with baby and daddy on a sleepy saturday morning listening to the rain.

Showering at 9:00 pm still counts as getting a shower that day.

You'll never know how strong you are until you're pushed past where you thought your limits where.

It's only been two months but already I have learned more and grown more than I expected. I love being a mom more and more each day and I can't wait for each new day and each new mess, smile, headache and giggle and laugh.

(ok, I lied a little about the headaches. I can wait.)