Friday, May 18, 2012

Flirty Flashback Friday

I still like to dress nice for Shannon. I enjoy getting ready knowing that he'll be home from work for the day. I enjoy flirting with him and answering the phone in a "sexy voice" when he calls. We will have been married for 7 years in July and I'll tell you something very true, it keeps getting better as time goes by. Marriage is so fun. We complete each others thoughts and know each others little quirks. It makes it all the more fun. Actually, I learned something new about Shannon a few days ago. 1) He prefers strawberry jam over grape. Had no idea he had a preference. It is now noted. And 2) He feels uncomfortable telling me heart-felt things out loud but can easily express himself to me through writing a note or card. I really had no idea it made him nervous to share heart-felt things to me face to face. He feels silly. So I guess that is why he's so great at leaving me tender messages in text or on a post-it when he leaves for work. I never knew it was difficult for him. But I have always known how he feels about me and he is very sincere.

I'm so grateful I kept the emails he sent me during our long-distance engagement. I came across this email the other day and I just thought to myself, "I am the luckiest woman in the universe. He is all mine. Forever."

From: Shannon Phillipenas
Sent: Sunday, March 6, 2005 11:16pm
To: (YES, this really used to be my email and no it doesn't still exist! It was  
              quite fun to write on college applications! Ok, ok. You can stop laughing now. haha!)

Subject: hola senorita

Future Sister Phillipenas,

so i just got off the phone with ya and you were a bit blue so i thought that i would try to pour out some sunshine on your soul tonight. but just so you know, my goal (i know that you like those) and of the things on my to do list for life (i also know that you are a big fan of those) my goal is to make sure that you are the happiest gal on this side of the mississippi! I can't promise a great deal of worldly possessions (i'll try), except maybe a lawn of dark green grass (occasionally it turns yellow out here, sorry) but you can bet one one thing, that you will be happy. i think that with you its what you see is what you get, and i am quite impressed with the person i see, so i know that i am going to be the happiest fella on this side of the mississippi with you as my eternal companion. i am truly thankful that i have such a wonderful person that was put in my path...

i just want you to know that i luv you very much and consider myself the luckiest man ever... one of these days i am no longer going to have to type that or tell you over the phone. i can show you and tell you in person. always remember there is a wonderful life awaiting you here in las vegas, so endure this next semester and then everything will be smooth sailing (ok there might be a few waves here and there and the occasional rough water but in the end it'll be ok.)
luv ya eternally,

I know there are MANY love stories out there in the world, but I'm being honest when I say that mine is my favorite. *happy sigh.

(This perfectly depicts our marriage...always goofin' off!)

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Thursday, May 17, 2012

The Toddler Talk on Toenails

Today in JoAnn's we're standing in the ribbon aisle mulling over which ones would contribute the most to my current project and standing in arms length of me were two people- a young man and young woman in the 18-21 year old range. Both were dressed a little eccentric and by the few sentences I had heard them say, they were looking for ribbon for what sounded to be costumes. The man was homosexual. It was obvious in his mannerisms, talk, and dress. He was wearing thong flip flops and had beautifully pedicured, bright fuschia toenails.Keshlyn, being the observant little toddler she is, loudly points at his toes and says to me, "Mommy, that's silly. His toes are pink. Boys don't wear nail polish!" The young man pretended not to hear. Me, suppressing a giggle due to her cute comment and the awkwardness of the situation, I simply say in a sweet tone, "Daddy doesn't wear nail polish on his toes, does he?" The guy just kept chatting with his friend and they walked further down the aisle.

You know, you have to admire toddlers for calling it like they see it and for being brutally honest. I of course want to teach my children things like smoking is bad for you and cursing is not appropriate, but I also want my children to be tolerant and accepting that others are different and we all make our own choices. But of course in the toddler stage everything is generally black and white to them. They take everything you say at face value. So in the past when Keshlyn has asked why Daddy doesn't paint his toenails and I have answered with the explanation 'that boys don't wear toenail polish,' she took my word for it. :)

Keshlyn's other phrase lately that is cracking me up when she makes a mess or destroys something: "it's not a big deal, mom." She says it so timidly too. It is really quite cute.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

To My Darling Debbie!- A Mother's Day Post

Happy Mother’s Day...another one of those holidays that are added to our calendar and appear in every planner you buy in the store. Where did it come from? How did it start? Check out this link. It's pretty interesting. What started as a day to celebrate ancient Goddesses evolved into women in America fighting for this Mother's Day to be adopted into our "culture" by our government. It was quite the to-do. Anna Jarvis would roll over in her grave if she knew how commercialized it is. That was one thing she felt strongly about and fought against: the commercialization of it as a holiday. She did not want that. She wanted it to be truly a day to celebrate, honor, and comemorate all that our mothers have done! Check out the history here.

My mom used to repeat this phrase to me, “When you have kids of your own, you’ll understand.” I used to think, “sure. Ok.“ But she was so right. I’ve thought about my own mother, Debbie, a lot lately. Being a mother myself, I sure have become more grateful for her in my heart. I look at the sacrifice that I have to make, the love that I have for my children, the experiences that stretch me in my calling as a mother and I instantly think, “Wow. Another person did all of this for ME!” How much more humble can one become than one who realizes that they are who they are because someone on this Earth brought them into this world? To Debbie Sue (she hates her middle name and I find it endearing): I owe you much gratitude for all that you’ve done for me. I want you to know that there are billions of mothers in this world but to me, you are the MOST special because you are mine. Thank you. I love you.

Just a couple of the many journal excerpts remembering my mother.

Dear Journal Excerpts:

December 22, 2004

"My mother is one of the greatest people I know. She has the biggest heart of anyone I know. She never buys anything for herself and this is why I love the buy for her. My mother busts her tail to buy for my brother and me. She never buys herself a thing and never thinks of herself. She always sacrifices everything to buy her children things that they need and even things she wants them to have. This selfless act alone brings me to tears at this very moment. I hate to see her always have to hand me something or money. I want to see her be able to reap some of the money that she so earnestly works for. Money isn’t everything, and I’m sure that she realizes that, but for someone to be so kind, and to work so hard in life, it seems like she could be able to enjoy just a bit of her own money and buy herself a new pair of tennis shoes if she wanted to instead of having to wear a pair with holes in them." (I remember this my Senior year of High School. My mom is a cook so she stands on her feet in kitched 10-12 hours a day. It killed me to see my mom be so selfless and be in need herself yet continuously she gave me money for Senior year things- yearbooks, slideshows, cap and gown etc…)

May 28, 2006

"Mom needs someone to treat her like the special lady that she is. After all the many sacrifices she has made for her family and trials she has went through in her marriage, she deserves someone to treat her right and love her beautiful smile… I think about my mom so much that her inner struggles are my inner struggles and I can’t wait to see the day when my mom’s hard work and faithfulness will yield her great celestial reward. She will be treated and recognized as the queen that she is. To see her final happiness and glory is enough reason to make me want to live in such a way that I will be able to live in the celestial kingdom just to see her rejoice for eternity… I think we feel so much the pain of those we love that when they succeed, we feel as though we have too. I think that’s really what it’s all about… Love is the plan of happiness."

Memories of my Mother:

1. I loved that mom would always send me cards in the mail when I was away at Murray State. It always made me feel loved!

2. My favorite part of everyday well into High School was at the end of the day, mom and I would sit on the couch and talk about our days. Just she and I. I could open up and talk to her about anything in the world. I looked forward to that time with my mom.

3. My mom was such a goofball! I miss that! I miss my mom cutting up and cracking jokes. She was such a nut that she would make herself laugh so hard that she would “horse laugh” and because her “horse laugh” was hilarious I would snort. My snort would make her laugh and it would go on and on. *Sigh. I miss those days. Mom, you’re much too serious these days! You need to find your inner goof again! haha :)

Saturday, May 12, 2012

The Rant- And Action!

The Bucket List. Seriously. There for a while I thought I was going to need to add, "find The Bucket List movie" to my Bucket List! Jeez! For a while now  I've been wanting to watch "The Bucket List" with Shannon for a date and then together and individually write our own bucket lists. It's like looking for a stinkin' "Golden Ticket" just to be able to rent movies anymore!

I asked lots of people if they owned it. Nope. Tried the Library. None available. Had to put it on hold and it was going to be a while before it was my turn..I wanted to watch it right then! What the heck? Finding a blockbuster is quite the search. The first Blockbuster we went to didn't have it in. The second Blockbuster we found was out of business.In order to rent from netflix you now have to pay seperate for the DVD mailing service and it takes 2 days to get there. Again, none of this allows me to watch right away. I suppose I could pay to stream it onto my computer except oh yeah, my computer is SOOOOO old that it skips on every short clip or music that is ever played on it and it will just freeze. So, computer is out as a resource. But even if it did work well, my laptop screen is small. I want to watch it on my tv. And sure, if I wanted to go buy extra cords to connect my computer to my tv so that I could both see and hear it through the tv it would be flippin' fantastic! I guess I could have bought the movie, but I don't like watching movies morethan once. WHY IS IT SO HARD TO JUST RENT A MOVIE FOR ONE NIGHT!!!??? Since I'm not being obvious, the fact that renting movies from a store is becoming obsolete is a huge pet peeve of mine. I'm sure you couldn't sense that until I spelled it out for you. I'm very subtle with my emotions. (LOL)

Well, the good news is we did find the movie at a blockbuster. Finally. And it was only $0.99/day. Cheaper than redbox...

So after dinner and the movie, Shannon and I had fun talking about our goals, things we want to do better, places we want to see, etc... and we came up with some lists. Here are just some of the things we want to do together:

  • Go on a Disney cruise
  • visit every continent at least once
  • Go on an African Safari
  • Serve a mission as a couple
  • Read Jesus The Christ by James E. Talmage (In progress of doing together)
  • Take an American history class together
  • Check ourselves into a Spa for a week
  • Parasail
Here are some of my personal bucket list items:

  • Bome patient (this one will take a while...)
  • Dance Team Coach
  • Read Entire Bible cover to cover (In progress)
  • Take a Line Dancing Class
  • Take a Sewing class
  • write a book
  • stop biting nails
And then I did several Bucket List Challenges. Here are just some of them:

  • 4 weeks no sugar of any kind!
  • Write in journal every day for 1 week
  • Do something thoughtful everyday for Shannon for 1 week
  • Every wekk fora month write anote to compliment someone (I've done this one before Anonomously and it was fun)
  • Take 1 picture a day for a month
  • Put effort into doing my hair every day for 1 week (Seriously...)
  • Have nails painted every day for 2 weeks (when my nails are painted I don't chew my nails. I haven't chewed my nails for a good month or so and then yesterday most of the paint had chipped away and I bit them all off! ARRRRGH!)
  • No complaining for 3 days straight (yikes, this will be tough)
  • Every week for 1 month- read the newspaper. ( I SO need to be better with knowing what's going on in the world around me.)
  • Do something thoughtful for a friend every week for 1 month.
I can't wait to get going on these things! What's on your bucket list?

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Aunt Flow

Good news. I'm not pregnant. I don't think I've ever been so nervous in my life. Heart racing, body trembling, feel like I'm going to throw up kind of nervous. And you know what I realized today? You know what's worse than a young married couple getting the "scare" that they may have "oopsed?" Well that's easy...a married couple with a 2 year old and a 9 month old that has a "scare" that they may have "oopsed!" I think the lady at the cash register wanted to throw up in her mouth as I plopped down 2 pregnancy tests with my cute 9 month old propped up on my hip. I'm not gonna lie- she looked uncomfortable. I mean why wouldn't she be? I look 16, Ky looks like, well, a baby, and I appear to be one serious baby maker. As she says awkwardly, "have a nice day," I want to reply, "that all depends on my urine and if there are two lines or just one." But, I leave my comments to myself. I rushed home and took the test. I think I stared at it for a good 5 minutes just making sure that 2nd line didn't appear in a quick second. Isn't is crazy how our minds can play tricks on us? It all started earlier this week. I had some sciatica pain all day which was random because I only get it when I'm pregnant. I didn't think much of it at the time, but then today I realized I was 3 days late. I flipped out. Then I overthink everything and all of these other "symptoms" seemed to point to pregnancy! Isn't it great that in this day and age I can set my mind at ease with a little stick apparatus?! :) And don't you know it... "Aunt Flow" visited this evening. Boy was I so glad to see her. I guess all of this was payback for me having a preggers friend pee on a stick for me to present it a few weeks ago to Shannon. Payback's a bit...unkind.

Apart of me is a little bummed that it was negative...  I really wanted to use this idea. :)