Husband meme (amended)

September 6, 2008 at 11:41 pm (marriage, memes, men)

I really need to steal my memes from someone else other than Karen. But no other blogs I read currently have them.

1. Sitting in front of the tv, what’s on the screen?
If it’s Saturday, football. If it’s a late weeknight, probably comedy. sci-fi or something educational. Specific programs he likes include How It’s Made, Mythbusters, Andy Griffith, Little House on the Prairie and most anything on TLC or Discovery. Oh, and he likes many classic movies as well (TCM).

2. You’re out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?

Caesar? Gosh, I’m not really sure. I think he changes it up between Caesar and Ranch.

3. What’s one food he doesn’t like?
Black-eyed peas

4. You go out to the bar. What does he order?
We don’t do bars but he has an occasional Dos Equis or Shiner with his Tex-Mex


5. Where did he go to high school?
Lorena High School in TX

6. What size shoe does he wear?
9

7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be?
He has a neat little collection of world percussion instruments but he hasn’t added to it recently.

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?
meatball or ruben

9. What would this person eat every day if he could?
Tex-Mex or Chinese

10. What is his favorite cereal?
Cookie Crisp

11. What would he never wear?
A short-sleeved dress shirt. Don’t know what he has against them?

12. What is his favorite sports team?
Texas Longhorns by a landslide

13. Who will he vote for?
Do we really have a choice?

14. Who is his best friend?
Glen (bro-in-law), Eric and Woody in TN, Curt (TX)


15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn’t do?

He’s watching the TX game and I just asked him this question and he said, “talk during football games.” :P

16. How many states has he lived in?
two – TX and TN

17. What is his heritage?
German

18. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake?
Pineapple upside-down cake, although it always looks like a mess. I never claimed to be Betty Crocker.

19. Did he play sports in high school?
He ran track

20. What could he spend hours doing?
playing drums or woodworking

Permalink 1 Comment

My husband in a nutshell

May 10, 2007 at 8:11 am (marriage, men)

Read the rest of this entry »

Permalink Leave a Comment

Just call me little miss Muffett

October 26, 2006 at 8:10 am (marriage, men)

I had just gotten into the minivan last night to head towards the grocery store when Jay came up and frantically tapped on my window.

“You’re not going to BELIEVE what’s on the front porch!”

I followed him, snapped a photo and then left him with it: “good luck with THAT.”

Permalink 2 Comments

marriage vows amendment

October 24, 2006 at 1:11 am (marriage, men)

There should be something in your marriage vows that mandates husbands to provide a warm body part for his wife to warm her cold feet on when they get in bed on chilly nights. Hmph.

Every time I get in bed with my cold little feet, I stick them on Jay’s warm leg and he either grumbles and rolls over or yelps and scoots to the other side of the bed (I guess it depends how cold my feet are.)

Women, are you with me on this?

Permalink Leave a Comment

House of sick

October 20, 2006 at 12:01 am (family, marriage, momblog)

Two nights ago, I wound up taking Mikaela to the ER for a horrible cough that left her struggling to breathe. She had a panicked look in her eyes as she coughed and heaved, trying to catch her breath. They gave her a steroid shot in the hospital and observed her for awhile. They released her about 3:45 am. 

After we got home, Mikaela settled in and slept well; I stayed up several more hours with a hacking cough of my own. The next day (yesterday),  I had to call Jay home from work to help with the kids because of my lack of sleep on top of being sick. God bless him, he came home and relieved me so I could get some rest. God bless him AND his boss!! This scenario happens a little too often in our family.

Anyway, Mikaela and I are both much better today. I got a really good night’s sleep last night and I just feel like a million bucks today. I actually did some shopping today – I was in desperate need of clothes, so I hit the mall. It’s so hard to find clothes when you’re overweight. But, I did find some really cute stuff at Macy’s. I just hope Jay doesn’t see how much I paid …. :)

Permalink Leave a Comment

‘Tis the Season

October 16, 2006 at 9:33 pm (family, marriage, momblog)

I am in the middle of my annual fall sinus infection/upper respiratory-thingy. Happens every year, like clockwork. I wish I knew why and/or how to prevent it. Anyway, I have a fever, barking cough, my head feels like it weighs 50 pounds, and body aches. No fun. Jay was able to come home from work early today, though, which was a huge help. He took care of the kids so I could get a good nap in.

Jay took my mom to the airport this morning on his way to work. We had a really good visit. No one who knows me from my tumultuous teenage years would ever have believed that my mom and I are great friends now. I feel like I can talk to her about (almost) anything. Other than the marital stuff she doesn’t need to (or want to, I’m sure) know.

My mom delights in her grandchildren. I constantly call her with “cute updates.” It was very hard for them and us when we moved here to TX when Mikaela was just 2 weeks old…. I wish we could see each other more often. Phone calls and videotapes only go so far.

Well, I’m headed back for the couch with my box of Kleenexes and my rudolph-nose. Hopefully I’m on the mend.

Permalink Leave a Comment

Confessions of a lazy housekeeper Part II

September 6, 2006 at 12:59 am (marriage, momblog, random)

I currently have 10 boxes of cereal in my house in various states of, uh – eaten-ness?

What’s sad is the fact that this is how much cereal we have AFTER we just cleaned our pantry out.

Permalink Leave a Comment

My little girl the football nut

September 6, 2006 at 12:02 am (football, marriage, men)

My husband has brainwashed BOTH of our children now. When Mikaela watches games with him, she’ll say “Tek-shush, yay!” when prompted.

And today, when I walked into the kids’ room (they were supposed to be napping), I found her standing in her crib with Gabriel’s football in her hand. She looked at me and said, “Catch!”

Permalink Leave a Comment

Football widow seeks replacement husband for the season

August 31, 2006 at 8:35 pm (boys, football, marriage, men)

Well, college football began tonight. And so begins another season of being married to a zombie-fied husband who can only recite football stats, team profiles, and what each player for every college team eats for breakfast.

My normally perfectly sane, mild-mannered husband turns into a lunatic each football season. I mean, really. Every time he watches a game, he screams so loud I’m just waiting for the police to come and arrest him for disturbing the peace.

We may have had a breakthrough on the football front, though: Jay was just narrating the play-by-play of the first game of the season (it’s still on as I write this) when I informed him that no offense, but I REALLY don’t care. He said that he wasn’t really talking “to” me, more like he’s talking ‘at’ me. So, I convinced him to talk at my already-brainwashed 2-year-old son. Every time football comes on, Gabriel runs to retrive his toy football from his room. He crouches in front of the TV, ball in hand, waiting for the snap. After they hike the ball, Gabriel runs and throws the football at us (boy, that kid has an ARM already!)

So, that’s taken care of one thing. Next, I hope to pawn Jay off on our friend Paul, a fellow crazy Longhorns fan. I’ll make food for him to bring! Just take him off my hands on gameday, please!

Permalink Leave a Comment

What I want to be when I grow up

August 21, 2006 at 1:01 am (God, family, marriage, momblog, work, working at home)

I was one of the really fortunate (blessed, really) ones: I got a great job while I was still in college, working for a company in the exact field I was going into – journalism. It was a great, family-friendly company, and I developed close relationships with many of my co-workers. Morale was great (at least when I started); the employees really believed in the company and its mission.

I spent five years there. What a first “real” job, huh?

Needless to say, it’s been hard finding the perfect second ”career” job after the bar’s been set so high. I know that I am a valuable asset to a company, and I’m holding out not only for the right money, but for the right position.

But after months of that, you start to question yourself, your motives, and your career choices. I’ve started wondering if I need to go back to school and get my nursing degree – there’s always a need for nurses.

I’ve been freelancing for a few months now, while simultaneously being a stay-at-home mom, and let me tell you, it’s darn near impossible to be productive with two toddlers running amok.

So, here I sit, in limbo again. Actually, I made a decision today to stop worrying about it and let God handle it. (I’ve applied to plenty of jobs, and there’s nothing else I can really do at this point.) He hasn’t let me starve to death yet (not even close), and I don’t reckon He’s going to start anytime soon. So, why do I worry like He might have forgotten me, or fallen asleep or something?

Actually, I think I had an epiphany today. I think the problem I’ve had the last couple of years lies in my focusing on the problem and not on the Answer.

Permalink 1 Comment

Confessions of a lazy housekeeper

August 14, 2006 at 12:00 am (family, marriage, momblog)

When you open my refrigerator, a wall of stink hits you like a ton of bricks. If you search the depths of my pantry, you’d almost surely find something moldy. And please, please, don’t look too close at any of the surfaces in my home – they’re covered in dust.

Geez, what happened to me? Oh, yeah… I had two kids in 1 1/2 years and stopped caring if my house was spotless. I’ll settle for “not disgusting.”

My husband, on the other hand, is very neat and gets highly preturbed by a messy house. But, I just have no energy when it comes to housework. I don’t know if it’s my eating habits or having two small kids, but I just can’t seem to channel my inner “Suzy Homemaker.” So, lots of times, he winds up doing the cleaning himself. God bless him, that’s all I have to say.

I can’t wait until my kids grow up a bit so I can assign the housework to THEM. They’re usually why it’s messy anyway. :)

Permalink Leave a Comment

A man worthy of honor

August 13, 2006 at 1:28 am (family, marriage, men)

I’m always bugged when I see the commercials who paint men as a stupid, inept lot who are good for not much more than breeding and working. I am all for women being treated fairly by their husbands, in the workplace, and in society in general. But when did the feminist movement get to this point – where women are portrayed as superior beings and men are slobbering idiots? I’m not buying it.

My husband is why. He may be your above-average man, but he’s definitely doing more than his share to debunk any of these useless-male stereotypes.

So, today, I wanted to write an open letter honoring my husband for who he is and what he means to me. He’s by no means perfect (who is?), but he’s worthy of being recognized nonetheless.

To Jay:

I want to thank you for everything you are to me and our family. Thank you first of all for praying for our family and for being what I’m sure Christ envisioned a husband should be to a family – a spiritual leader, as well as a patient and loving husband and father.

Thank you for standing by me through sickness, depression and general hard times. You always know how to lift me up when I’m down.

Thank you for being such an amazing father. Not only do you get down on the floor and play with them, you aren’t afraid to get your hands dirty and change diapers, give baths, feed them, and whatever else you see that needs doing. Actually, you do a whole lot for the kids … and I thank you so much for that.

Many men work countless hours at their jobs to achieve what the world would label “success.” But you have already TRULY reached success at what really matters in life. We may have our differences, but I wouldn’t trade you for the world.

Love,

Mel

Permalink 4 Comments