Thursday, September 27, 2012

Somersaulting...

We went for our monthly (give or take) dinner with the Porterfield family last night and had a great time as we always do. Sir Jax has gotten SO BIG and Ms. Jocelin is still TINY! I cannot believe how little she is at 5 months- I love it! :)
Doesn't Jax have the most awesome playroom? I love it in there.
Heidi was so proud that Jocelin's outfit matched her doll's. It was pretty stinkin' cute. There is a little fur vest that goes with the outfit but Jocelin wasn't rocking that part by the evening time.
Jocelin is a jumping machine and got down with herself in this thing (does it have a proper name?). Heidi and Andrew kept calling Jocelin "high maintenance" because she likes her bottle a certain temperature and is quite opinionated already. She likes to get her way and makes it known when she doesn't. I knew I liked that little girl- she's after my own heart. I gave her a little pep talk about keeping this attitude up throughout life and she won't be disappointed. HA! :) What? :) Heidi wasn't too thrilled when I announced that I was like that as a baby, too. I'm hurt. ;)
ACTION SHOT!

Jackson always thinks that Jocelin will want to be held by him. He's always wrong. ;):)
Here is the part where I brag about Heidi: She has TWO kids (one potty training and one learning to eat oatmeal which I hear are two really large tasks) and managed to make an awesome dinner and THE BEST CHOCOLATE CAKE I HAVE EVER HAD IN ALL OF MY YEARS FROM SCRATCH. That is not an exaggeration; it was the best cake I have ever had. I had the slice she sent home with me for breakfast this morning and it was amazing. It was the single best way to start a raining day. EVER.
Jackson tried to feed Jocelin while we ate cake. I cannot blame her for protesting. The cake was so good that I'm certain she wanted a piece, too. Did I already mention how good the cake was?
He gave it a real effort until poor Jocelin couldn't take anymore and moved into Heidi's capable arms.
I took my turn feed Jocelin while Gunner kept me company. I love that little dog. Jocelin was much more comfortable in this position and finished the rest of her *warm* bottle. :)
Jax was even more skilled at helping Jocelin than our good friend Jackson. ;)
"Thanks, bro"- Baby Jocelin

"Watch and learn, Jackson." - Jax

"Wipe off her mouth and she's finished!"- Jax

Jax was so sweet at the end of the night and cuddled with us on the couch while watching some weird cartoon that he LOVED. Thank you, as always, to the Porterfield family for hosting us!

I took a few videos for your viewing pleasure:
I told you poor Jocelin was not loving Jackson's feeding attempt. I felt really bad for her. Poor thing. Jax is into somersaulting now. Jackson and I are really TOO old for such activities, but we gave it our all. We're both sore this morning from tumbling. HA! (Sadly, I'm not kidding.)

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Happy birthday, Shannon!!!

Today I'm wishing my bestie Ms. Shannon Duggan the happiest of birthdays. She got to wake up in Florida! She'll go to bed in Indiana. :( At least she got one side of the equation. ;) I'm looking forward to taking her to dinner soon to celebrate that LAST YEAR OF HER 20'S. AHHHHHHHH! Love you, Shann! :)

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Sports "Rules"

The other day my friend Kortnee was kind enough to come visit me on campus to grab smoothies at Jamba Juice. Yum. While we chatted over our smoothies we realized that we had a lot of the same annoyances when it came to sports. This lead me to come up with the list below.

1. "Venue Rule." When you're at a Colts game and they're playing the Vikings it is NOT OK to wear a Jets jersey. (Even if you're supporting Tim Tebow. True story.) You also cannot wear Yankees gear. I don't care if that is the only sporty thing you own. Go shopping. This leads me to #2.

2. "Jersey Rule." When your favorite player (for instance, Tim Tebow) gets traded to a new team, you must upgrade your gear. I'm sorry. I am. The gear is pricey, but supporting Tebow on the Broncos when he is now a Jet just doesn't work. (This is especially true for the pathetic Colts fan still rocking Peyton "washed up" Manning gear. HE LEFT YOU. MOVE ON.)

3. "Attire Rule." A sporting event is NOT a fashion show. Honestly, you may look fabulous in those designer jeans and heels when you're out on the town. You look silly in them at Assembly Hall (or any other lesser venue). If you do not have any gear (see rules #1 and 2) to support the teams currently playing then just wear something casual.

4. "Appreciation Rule." If you're a live sporting event, PAY ATTENTION. It is unacceptable to be on your phone during the entire event. (It is completely acceptable to update your Facebook status to let people know that you're there. After all, where is the fun in being somewhere cool if not everyone knows it? HA! I'm just kidding. Kind of.) If you're going to be constantly connected then stay home. Let someone else who would APPRECIATE the opportunity to attend the event live go in your place.

5. "Bully Rule." Please, pick your battles. A church in Carmel, Indiana is not the place to wear a Bears jersey when they're playing the Colts. Also, know which fans are crazy. Notre Dame fans are a force to be reckoned with. Beware. The same goes for Alabama (Roll Tide is SO fun to shout so I cannot blame them). Cubs fans tend to be insane and loyal to a fault so just don't go there. The same goes for Red Sox and Yankees fans. Do not, at all costs, admit that you "support both teams." (Guess who learned that the hard way.)

6. "NO PINK." I have yet to see a real uniform for a team that is pink. Wearing a pink Colts jersey just make you look stupid. "Oh, I'm a girl. I can only wear pink." NO. STOP. NO. NO. NO.

7. "Questions Rule." If you don't understand what is going on in the game, beware. Sometimes no one wants to take the time to explain the rules to you. Know when to ask and when to wonder. (Jackson gets pretty testy about this one.)

8. "Pick a winner." It is unacceptable to wish that "both teams could win" (or lose like when Purdue plays Iowa or Notre Dame) or to hope for a "good game." PICK A TEAM. I don't care if you pick the opposing team to my pick (OK, yes, I do care) as long as you root.

9. "Referee Rule." Unless you're being paid to be there and officiate, you're not a referee. Hush. I don't care if you think the "refs are blind" or that the "refs are idiots" just keep it quiet. Believe it or not the referees are NOT listening to you. I promise.

10. "Enjoy it Rule." If your team does not win (oh the horror) do not be a sore loser. You weren't playing. You rooted for your team as hard as you possibly could and there was nothing more to be done. You got a few hours of fun out of the experience so just walk away with that knowledge. Also, don't be a sore winner. That's just annoying. (Unless you're just elated after Indiana beats Kentucky in basketball and then being a sore winner is not just acceptable, it is expected.)

HA! :) Thanks for reading, this was fun to write. Does anyone have anything to add?

An afternoon with Meggles

 My friend Megan moved to Zionsville from Texas not long ago and now works for a wealthy family in Carmel. They just so happen to live in the same neighborhood as Indiana's Governor Mitch Daniels. (I can be a Mitch fan until January when he goes to work at Purdue University. GROSS!) Anyway, Mitch's wife wouldn't live in the "Governor's Mansion" so they picked up this dump. ;) It stinks to have such a small home. He wasn't outside and Meg didn't think ringing the doorbell was a great idea.
Meggles has one of my favorite little dogs of all time, Mocha. She's a little Yorkie and I just love her so much.
HA! I love that little dog! Anyway, I got to enjoy a nice long lunch with Meggles today to catch up on life, our ambitions and everything else. I love having my friends local! :)

MacKenzie photos

Watching Dad rip up Grammy's deck is hard work.
MacKenzie loves to navigate.
MacKenzie only got a few toys out...

Monday, September 17, 2012

A day to appreciate

Today would have been my brother Brian's 37th birthday. He passed away in June 2011, but I still thought of him today. He wasn't big on birthdays from what I remember and that's OK. I looked at his Facebook page a few times today and clicked through his photos. I just let myself be sad and miss him. I hope all of us who loved him took the time today to remember him.

I also was reminded today how much we take for granted. I've been a bit guilty of whining that right now with trying to sell the house (the most annoying thing I've experienced, I swear) and finding Jackson a job is the worst time of my life. Honestly, it has been more stressful than I wish I let it be. Just when I got really down on myself I got the sad news that a family friend was diagnosed with cancer today. We'll certainly be praying for and thinking of that family. The news hit me hard because here I was feeling bad for myself about pretty petty things when someone else got actual tough news today. I decided to take a step back and just appreciate what is going well.

NO NEWS

WE HAVE NO NEWS. NONE. NOT A SINGLE PIECE OF NEWS.

I've been getting a lot of questions on how things are going for us in the quest to sell the house and find Jackson a new gig. The answer is SLOW. We've negotiated two offers on the house that ended just too low. We're still on the market. Sigh. Jackson has had a lot of interviews it feels like but nothing is moving quickly. Since we do not know where we are headed the house selling has not been a huge deal yet.

I'm trying not to stress and to rely on God's plan. This is not easy for a planner like me. I think to make up for this I have started to schedule nearly everything else in my life. I'm seriously using my calendar more than ever. It is kind of scary.

We started a new Bible study this week at our new church. We have homework! I was shocked. I kind of like it, though. I hope we get some good tools to continue building our lives together. The most news we have to share right now is how much we're loving our new church home. It is seriously a great place for us and we could not be more excited to have found it. Yep, that was me finding a bright side.