it ain't no lie

My husband is amazing for many reasons. But there is one reason in particular that has reminded me of how amazing he is recently. His ability to read my mind when it comes to food. (The most important thing if you ask me.)

Over the last several weeks it has happened probably once a week. It all started one day when he called when he was about to leave work to ask if he needed to pick anything up. I told him it would be great if he'd pick up dinner. I'd been craving a particular place ALL DAY and was waiting for him to call so I could ask him to get it.

He calls, I tell him I want him to pick up...ummm....ummmm...ummm....How is it that I was thinking of the place ALL DAY and now that he's on the phone I can't think of it. But no worries. "Boston Market?" he asks.

YES!

It doesn't end there folks. A couple of weeks ago he went to a church meeting in the evening. From the moment he left I was thinking "I sure would love a hot fudge sundae from McDonalds." I sat and waited, and waited, and waited. For two whole hours I hoped he'd know. Or if he didn't know, that he'd call to ask me if I wanted something before he came home. 20 minutes after his meeting was scheduled to end, he walked through the door. I heard the rustling of a paper bag, and I knew immediately what it was. My beloved hot fudge sundae!

YES!

But it doesn't even end there! For most of the day today I was planning on having left overs for dinner. But the last few hours, I was thinking about the left overs we have and for some reason it just didn't sound appealing to me in any way. But I was thinking of something that sounded SO good!

Like the great husband juC is, he called when he was leaving work to ask if he needed to pick anything up. I quietly asked if he'd get dinner. If I ask quietly, it makes it ok. To which he said "What would you like from Pei Wei?"

HOW!? How does he do it??

He claims that it's because he's my soul mate. I can live with that answer. But I still think it's due to the fact that he's amazing!

My most favorite thing to see in the whole entire world

Spring it on!

There are some things I'm really good at. Like eating. I'm excellent at eating. And watching tv. I can watch tv with the best of them! Sleeping is another thing I could win a trophy for. Give me a place to lay my head and I sleep like a pro.

But of course there are things I'm not so good at. Like gardening. But perhaps it's not so much that I'm not good at gardening as much is that it's I'm not good at wanting to garden. Shortly after moving into our house, I decided to spruce up or front yard.

I took it from this:

To this:

I was proud of myself, but because of the 17 million hours it took me to do it while being about 5 months pregnant, I vowed to never plant anything AGAIN! Digging in our yard is about like digging through cement. It's so hard. "Never ever ever again!" I said.

...That was until last spring, when I complimented my neighbor on the beautiful flowers in her front yard and she said "Oh, those? I just planted bulbs several years ago and they just keep coming back."

Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner. I'd be willing to plant anything once as long as it took no further work after that and they kept coming back!

So last fall I planted some bulbs. A whole SIX of them. I had already forgotten how cement-y our yard is and how hard it is to dig. 6 was all I could do before I was too tired to continue.

But I looked forward to spring, and now it's here and all of the bulbs sprouted, and now we have pretty flowers!

I love spring!

I also love how pretty our tree is in the spring...

I'm just not a fan of the poopy diaper smell these flowers have. Trust me on this one!

today

I never realized how hard it is to be a mother until becoming a mother myself. I have a whole new respect for my mom.





All those times she was cooking dinner and I would get in her way. Every time she'd get something for herself to eat, I'd just have to try some. Every time she'd lay down for a little rest and I'd come in a bug her. All things that I've gotten a small glimpse of and I'm just starting out as a mother.





She had an after school snack waiting for me when I'd come home from school. She made birthdays and holidays special for everyone in the family. She also taught me how to drive. Thanks to her I'm a safe driver who always uses my blinker. Even if I go a little too fast every now and again thanks to my dad's influence.

Because of all the things she put up with and for all of the things she did for me and all of my siblings, today I have to wish her

THE HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY EVER!!

April Fools!!

I'm not one for April Fools jokes. It's kind of like Valentines day. Why should we limit love, or fooling, to one day a year?

But this year I made an exception. First I needed to find an easy target. One that would be easily tricked. Little JT seemed like the most gullible, so I set my sights on him and put my plan in motion.

We woke up that morning, had some breakfast. And then I said "Let's go to the park!" And I didn't mean just any old park. I meant Clemyjontri!

So we got dressed, and I loaded us up in the car. We had a 30 minute voyage ahead of us!

I got on the toll road, which cost me $4.15 to get on, and then another $1.00 to get off. Then we drove to the park and it was completely crowded. Nary a parking space to be found, unless we parked down the road and hiked up to the park. I told little JT to worry not, we'll go to another park.

I pulled out my GPS and looked up parks. I picked a random park and my trusty GPS guided me there....to a little patch of grass the size of my half bathroom on a dead end in a random neighborhood. Sweet! By this time he was done with being in the car, and I was done with him being done being in the car. After over an hour of driving, it was just time for us to head home.

So back home we go. Another few dollars to get us home on the toll road, we arrived at home just in time for lunch.

"APRIL FOOLS!" I said! I totally tricked him. He totally thought we were going to the park!

Or was it the universe playing an April Fools Day joke on me!?