Love Of A Lifetime...

At 18 years old I went away to college and discovered the love of my life. It definitely didn't start off that way; it took me several years to "get on board" with that plan. But, Tony... thanks for not giving me up, and endulging me in so many things! I wanted to write some wonderfully clever tribute to you for Valentine's Day, but I don't know where to begin. There are so many reason's I love you... How do you put 17 years into words??? I don't know... but here's what I do know:

I love you... so much! I love you for being my anchor through the storms of life. I love you for being the father that I knew you would be. I love you for doing ALL our laundry for the last 17 years (yes, we've only been married for 14 but since you started doing my laundry in college, and never stopped - I think I should of married you for that reason alone)! I love you for doing all the housework (I'm SOOO "over" being hurt that you don't let me do it all). I love you for bringing me breakfast in bed, even though I'm trying to diet. I love you for making the boys lunches every day, even though I think it's crazy you make 4 different kinds of sandwiches. I love you for running bubble baths for me, and making "sure the candles are lit." I love you for coming to my class to run races with the kids for P.E. when you really don't have time, and never giving me a hard time about all the money I spend on my students. I love your generous and kind spirit. I love you for being determined to make our relationship work, when nearly everyone thought we shouldn't be together because of our backgrounds. I love you for being the leader in our home. I love you for wanting the best for me and the boys. I love you for loving my family so much. I love you for letting me "have my moments." I love you for trusting me. I love you for forgiving me for all the times I've let past experiences distort my perception of how things are now. I love you for standing beside me in difficult decisions with the boys. I love you so much for taking care of everything through all my surgeries. I love you for all you've given up. I love you for your determination to be a better person, and wanting the same for me. I love you for being the best friend I have. I love you for calling me a dozen times a day to remind me how much you love me, even though we "just talked" 2 minutes ago. I love you for not be jealous, possessive, or demanding. I love you for being the hopeless romantic. I love you for the great letters that you write to me and the boys all the time. I love you for crawling out on the roof in your undies, in the cold wind and rain, to cut down branches that are keeping me awake. I love you for not "keeping score" in our marriage. I love you for not getting mad when I forget your "exact" birthday (I'm only off by a day). I love you for making me laugh. I love you for trying not to embarrass me... even though it takes SO little. I love you for being understanding. I love you for not caring what other people think. I love you for your silly heart. I love you for your willingness to help any friend, at any time. I love you for buying me shoes that I don't need, just because you know I'll like them. I love you for thinking I deserve so much better more I really do. I love you for working so hard. I love you for being such a great example for the boys. And, I love you for a million other things you do...

Happy Valentine's Day... I love you .

No... No.... No

"No, you can't hold his gun."

"No, you can't see the pepper spray."

"No, you can't go for a ride."

"No, you can't have his hand-cuffs."

"NOOO, you can not try the taser gun on each other (but that might be a good idea for another day.)"

"But.... MMMMom"

All Four

I love the days that they get along and act
like they're best friends.

Happy B-day Nana

Today would have been my grandmother's birthday... I know you miss her too mom! She'd have been so proud of you and dad. Not just for all you two were as teenagers, but for all that you have become! She's smiling with the angels... what a legacy.

Forever Friends

Last night we went to dinner with a guy that I grew up with, and I was reminded how fortunate I've been to have such long-lasting friendships. In high school, I spent as much (if not more) time with this guy than anyone else. We'd spend hours talking about his ditzy dates and listening to music in his truck (so of course, I pulled out my ipod and had him listen to Cinderella for his 3-year-old girl). It was a great relationship- He made me laugh, and I got him out of all sorts of trouble because his dad loved me! (I love him too- He's the one who finally convinced my daddy to let me go away to college!) My boys think he's cool because he's a motor cycle cop and tells them great stories that he probably shouldn't. My husband likes him because he gets to hear stories about me that are usually NOT true, but they do make me laugh... sometimes. Funny how people remember things after 20 years... LOL S... even if you've never heard of Jeff Dunham or itunes-- good grief dude!

thanks mom

oh, yeah... Here's the shoe that did me in for the night! Pretty huh? You can never have too many black heels!

Shoes, or Not shoes

I was unusually late to work the other day ("unusually" because I'm always late, just not that late), so I slipped on some shoes without socks and ran out the door. By morning recess, I knew I was in trouble. I took my shoes off while I was in class, but it was raining that day so I had to put them on several times throughout the day for one reason or another. By lunch time, I had impressive blisters on both baby toes. By the time I picked up my kids from school at 3:00... holy cow! I was dying... To fully appreciate how stupid this is, you have to understand that I have LOTS of shoes. Like, an embarrassing number of shoes. So many shoes that my boys complain about the fact that my closet is bigger than their bedrooms. And it's a running joke at work that "I never wear the same pair of shoes twice." It's something that I inherited from my mother, and so she always takes me shopping for my b-day and we of course get... shoes. How many shoes I get, is usually in some way related to how old I am (thus the reason I need a big closet- cuz I've had quite a few b-days in my time). So, in keeping with tradition, last night we go shopping. I'll endure almost anything to get new shoes, so when mom noticed me limping, I assured her I was just fine because there's no way I'm missing out on shoe shopping. However, we finally had to give up since my feet hurt so bad, and I walked out of Macy's in socks because I couldn't get the shoes I'd worn back on without popping the blisters. SO... these are the cool "shoes" I wore to school today (and Friday's are my day's for Yard-duty, so I was SO glad it didn't rain). My first-graders thought they were the greatest shoes ever! However, when my principal walked into my class today to tell me the good news about our school just winning "California Distinguished School Award"... she looks down at my feet and says, "Where are your shoes?" To which I answered, "These are shoes my mom bought me, aren't they cute?" She replied, "But those aren't shoes." To which I responded, "They have soles on the bottom." Hmmm... what do you think?

Happy B-day

Happy Birthday to me... I'm so excited! My better half got me the phone I wanted, and he shouldn't have... but-ohhh, I'm so glad he did. I'll never figure out how to use all the doohickies... but I can video, photo, and email...and most importantly- I can keep track of all 7 seasons worth of baseball practices and games that are starting next week! Yippee, for me. And yes, I can count (not well, but count nevertheless). While I only have 4 boys, 2 of the 4 will be playing on 2 teams, + we have to go to all of my nephew's games because... how else are we going to spend our free time? Did I mention Tony is coaching too? So, yes... I need the phone. Thanks Hon... I love you! Just think, for my next birthday... I'll have been with you exactly half my life! Wow, at 18 I didn't think 36 would sound so... old. Hmmm, how's that for perspecitive?

report cards

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

hate report cards!!!
When I was a kid, I hated report card time because it usually put my parents in a bad mood. My grades were fine, but it only takes one bad report card in a family to ruin it for everyone. I remember thinking that that was incredibly unfair, so I filed it under the "When I'm a parent, I won't do that" category (didn't everyone make one of those growing up?). Well... yesterday was the big day at our house; and I realized (again) that I hate report cards. They weren't necessarily "bad" report cards either, they just weren't great; and if I'm going to pay over $2000 every month in tuition - I want great! Ironically, the son who struggles the most, got fantastic academic grades; but his behavior marks weren't so good -- And I'm much more interested in a "good kid, than a smart kid." 2 of the other reports were OK, sorta. Again, the behavior marks were pretty embarrassing. But my brightest, gifted child - while he's still on the "honor roll;" he went down in EVERY SINGLE subject. So, tonight for dinner I'm cooking (which in and of itself is a big deal)... we're having steaks, veggies, their favorite gourmet potatoes, peaches with peanut butter, bread and soda to wash it all down (which is a BIG deal since they can only have soda on Saturdays usually), and I'll make sure I'm not in a bad mood... even though... I'm in a pretty bad mood because - I hate report cards; and by God, they better do better next semester!
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super bowl - a great day to shop

One of the best days to shop... Super Bowl Sunday! 6 pairs of shoes later, plus a few boots for an early b-day gift to myself; and I'm just as excited as the boys about the super bowl! Go Manning! And the boys are right... cheating always catches up with you. Whatever that means.