Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Tales From my Single Days

I am so thankful my husband doesn't travel very often. Random luck though, he is currently on his third trip within a month. You know I don't really mind it too bad when he travels. It is so little that  as much as I miss him, it is kind of nice. I don't have to worry about what to fix for dinner and I get to control what, if any t.v. ,I watch ( how fabulous is a quiet house).

For this current trip, he left Sunday morning early and isn't coming back until Thursday. So on Sunday afternoon I crawled into bed, turned on the bed heater like an old person, and downloaded several new books onto my Kindle. I thought that would surely entertain me while he was away. I read for about an hour and then took a great little nap. My single life seemed to be going pretty well. Then I decided to be a good little momma and take my kids to a church carnival. Ok no problem they were well behaved and I even kind of got them fed. I did have a couple of errands to run afterwards, but it was looking like I was well on my way to getting home, getting my chores done, running and crawling back in bed to the book I was now hooked on. Long story short I didn't crawl in bed until 11:00. There was just too much to do and I didn't even get to run. No reading for me. Sad face.

Monday night comes and I am determined I am going to get in bed and relax. Around 9:45, when I am still up to my elbows in dirty dishes, I realize it just isn't going to happen. Oh well no biggie. Then I hear this beep........beep.....beep. I try and ignore it because I know exactly what it is. If I pretend I don't hear it, it will stop and I won't have to go on the great "which fire alarm battery is dying" search.

It doesn't stop. All is good. I determine it is coming from upstairs. It surely can't be hard to figure out which one it is. More good news, we have extra batteries. Ok all set. I am a strong, independent, capable young woman. I've got this.

I get upstairs and realize there is a problem. Of course the battery going dead is the one in the bonus room at the top of  10 ft  ceilings.  Well crap. I decide I am going to take the step stool, put it on the table, stand on my tippy toes and try and reach it. I call Marshal to tell him what I am doing so at least someone will know if they need to call an ambulance. He of course gets all frustrated with me and tells me not to do that. I knew it wasn't the brightest idea, but I have to get this beeping to stop. He explains where his ladder is and tells me to call him when I get it upstairs and he will tell me how to set it up. What he didn't tell me was that it weighs 75 pounds.
 Oh my mercy! I thought I was going to pass out by the time I finally got it up the stairs.

None the less, I called Marshal back and he starts telling me how to set it up. Then my cell phone dies. Well crap. Ok I am on my own. I pull and I tug. Finally ,after I am a big sweaty mess, I get the ladder set up, climb up to the top and change the stinking battery. UGH!!!
Don't look at the mess in the bonus room. Trying to fight the kids to keep it neat is wearing me out so it stays a mess.
What a total pain in the butt and back and parts I didn't even know I had.

I decided to not even bother taking the ladder down. It can just stay there until Marshal gets home. Ridiculous.

Moral of the story: I am not a strong, independent, capable woman. I very much need a strong, capable man to take care of me. And while he is busy taking care of me, he also needs to make me feel incredibly independent. I don't ask for much....HA!

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

In Love

I am admitting to you and the rest of the world that I am totally in love. In love with our family photographer. He happens to also have an adorable wife that I happen to be in love with too! Seriously they have been taking pictures of our family for the last five years and are the absolute best. They have captured my children's personalities as they are growing and I treasure each and every photo (all 1,000 of them). Not to mention that we always just have a blast with them!

I thought it would be fun to share a couple of the very first Dale pictures we had taken. These were from a model shoot we did for Monday's Child ( oh how I miss that store) that Dale blogged about at I knew from the first second I saw the pictures he had taken of Ashlynn; Benfield photography had to become a part of our family tradition.

Side note: Before you start trying to figure out which child I am pregnant with in this photo, I am not. I only wish I could have looked that good pregnant. I don't know how Lauren talked me into playing pregnant and modeling for her store Cravings, but I think she still owes me. Ha!

Now are you ready to see this years family pictures? LOVE! I really tried to limit it to just a few, but I had 167 images to choose from, all of which were my favorite. Just scroll fast...

Jaxton requested we dance....

Silly girl!

And danced.

Love Dale and Meredith's feet!

Happy boy!

I think I will keep her.

My boys.

Love this!

My sweet blond baby boy!

Awe I kind of like him too.

I feel so lucky to always manage to get squeezed into a free spot in Dale's extremely busy schedule. He is the best wedding photographer in the world you know. That is why I have asked Marshal to remarry me....only he has yet to agree. Fingers crossed that one day. Ha!

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Sunday, October 14, 2012

She Did What?

About a month ago, Ashlynn came home talking about how she learned all about Arkansas being the only place you could dig for diamonds. She told me all about how she and her friends had been practicing at recess. I thought it was very cute. I started thinking about how neat that really is. We live in the only state in the United States that you can dig for diamonds and the only place in the world open to the public. Then I started thinking about how sad it is that we have such a cool thing right here in our home state, yet I have never been.

Marshal and I started talking about it and decided it would be a great fun thing to do with our family. I decided that while we were at it we should just make it our first camping trip. You read that right. I decided to go camping. You should have seen Marshal's face when I suggested this. Coming from the girl that has never ever been camping. The girl that really doesn't even like the outdoors all that much. I think he thought I was losing it.

I can now officially say I have slept in a tent, but we will get to that in a minute.

Friday after work we headed to Hot Springs to spend that night with my friend Jenn. She is another one of those besties that lives too far away from me. I was so excited to get to see her for a few minutes.

Saturday morning we head down to Murfreesboro and got our camp site all set up. The campground and facilities were very nice and everyone was so friendly.

After we had lunch we couldn't wait to go diamond hunting. We hunted and hunted and hunted. No diamonds. We did find a couple of gems and some quartz. We also had a blast getting dirty and working together as a family.

The diamond field closed at 5:00. We had some time before we were ready to get cleaned up and settle in for the night. We explored the park and the kids played a little bit.

Then we got cleaned up and Ashlynn cracked me up. I was getting irritated with Jaxton because he was being a boy and all over the place not listening to me. Ashlynn looked at him and said " Jaxton just listen to momma. She doesn't like community showers and you aren't helping her nerves." Ha! My 7 year old is too smart for her own good sometimes.

I cooked dinner, hot dogs,chips and s'mores.

We sat around the camp fire and had a wonderful evening. Marshal and I chatted it up while the kids ran around until around 9:00 when the everyone started getting tired. Sounds perfect, right?

This is the part of the story where everything changes.

We go to bed and Marshal starts getting text about the weather back home. He is texting and texting and texting. No one can sleep. I start getting irritated. I know it's his job and home did end up with a tornado out of the deal so I guess I am over that part. Then it starts raining. No biggie we had the rain guard on and it was kind of nice. Then it starts storming. Hard. Lightening, wind, thunder and heavy rain. Jaxton and Ashlynn are not so sure by this point. Marshal is up moving around and I have Jaxton in bed with me. Next thing I know my sleeping bag is getting really wet. I forgot to mention earlier that our air up bed had a leak and Marshal and I ended up sleeping on the ground. I sit up and realize water is just flowing into the tent. I moved Jaxton and I over to his toddler size blowup bed and we snuggle down. Marshal climbs in with Ashlynn and about an hour later the storm has past leaving a nice soft rain behind. By this point though we have about two inches of rain in our tent. Everything we brought was soaked.

Now,this part of the story is the part that is going to explain why I never want to go camping again.

I was exhausted. Rain in the tent or no rain I needed sleep. I snuggled down with Jaxton and drifted off. I even managed to have a really good dream. Next thing I know I hear footsteps walking up to the tent. Then there is this face looking into the tent. I look over at Marshal only he is gone. I look back at the face and he is waving at me. I realize it was Marshal. How the heck did he get outside without me hearing him? What is he doing? I start looking around for my phone to see what time it was. Where the heck is all of our stuff? What is going on?

I later find out, not only did I not hear Marshal leave, I didn't know he took all of our bags out of the tent, drove to town, went to the laundry mat, dried all of our clothes and came back. He was gone for over two hours and I slept through it all. A bear could have been sitting in my tent staring at me and apparently I wouldn't have had a clue. Who does that? What the heck! I can't trust myself camping.

Sunday morning Marshal cooked breakfast and we headed back to the diamond field.

We heard that after a big rain was the best time to locate diamonds.

Well no such luck for us. Oh well. We had a great time and made some lasting memories!

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Friday, October 12, 2012

Who's Thirty Two

Yes yes this post is a little behind. Oh well, right?

This year my birthday fell on a Saturday. My beyond fabulous husband took me to Dallas for a little get away. I have been wanting to go to Dallas for a while now. We have been several times before, but always on someone else's time frame. I just wanted to go and be able to relax and have fun on my own.

Marshal planned the perfect weekend. Honestly, I couldn't have asked for more. As I tell you about what we did you may be thinking well that doesn't seem all that great, because we didn't do a whole lot, but the fact that he planned every last minute of it with me in mind made it all amazing.

He got us a suite at the Le Meridien. It was the cutest little hotel. I loved our room. After driving Friday night it was so wonderful to just be able to hang out and relax in such a cute space.

Check out the styling lobby. I asked Marshal if we could pack it up and bring it home with us because I just loved it.

Saturday morning we slept in until 10:00. (I know all you mommas out there just let out a big sigh thinking about how wonderful that sounds.) Then Marshal took me to the Galleria Mall and let me shop to my hearts content. I haven't been shopping, I mean really shopping, in over seven years. I am always joking with my other mom friends about how I have no clothes and the clothes I do have usually don't fit right because who has time to pick something out when you are trying to shop with two little darling helpers. Seriously I think that my memory on that is worse than child birth. I think "let's go shopping". Then I get in the store and they are mom this and mom that and Jaxton is grabbing things and oh my mercy within 10 minutes I look like the boggiest mess you have ever seen and I am running out of the store as fast as I can. Then for whatever reason, I forget how horrible it was and want to do it all again next week. Any way sorry completely off track but you get the idea. Child free shopping Awww fabulousness!

We spent most of the day there. We did drive to a couple of other stores around Dallas but we had dinner reservations at 7:00 so shopping filled our day. Marshal made dinner reservations at Eddie V's. Oh my mercy! I cannot even begin to describe how amazing it was. Seriously the yummiest thing I have ever eaten (yes even better than Rick's cake)! It was such a cute restaurant and the waiters were so good. The guy brought out some kind of little salmon with caviar to prepare our palate and he kept bring out chilled glasses to refresh my martini.Have I mention yet how delicious the food was? So yummy!

After dinner we went to a local club and had a great time people watching and chatting and just spending time together.

Sunday we got to sleep in again, although we shouldn't have slept as late as we did. Then we got to meet my beyond wonderful friend Melissa. I don't really know why all my best friends live so far away from me, but I was thrilled to get to spend some time with her and her cute family. They are one of those couples that Marshal and I both have a great time with. We just wish they would move closer to us so we could see them more often. ( sorry Melissa this picture is not the best of us. We have to stop waiting until last to take one).

I know most of you are getting really concerned because you aren't seeing anything about a Rick's cake. No worries Marshal took care of that too. When I came home Tuesday from work there was a very large, very yummy cake waiting on me. I quite enjoyed eating almost every last bite of it all by myself.

A fabulous start to year 32!