Monday, December 31, 2012

My Bulletin Board

One of my projects for Christmas break was to clean out and organize my closet. It is a really nice size closet and it is all mine, which makes me super super happy. The problem is that when we moved in ( yes I know it has been over a year) I just threw everything in it and haven't taken the time to go through it and organize it.

Today as I was cleaning out I came across my bulletin board from my high school days. I had this big bulletin board that hung beside my bed. Everything went on that board, corsages from dances, notes from friends, graduation invitations, magazine articles that I cut out, keys from my first car,etc. After all of these years the board is falling apart and really hard to store. I decided to take everything off and put it in a tub instead. I loved looking at it all and thinking about all the memories. Two things absolutely cracked me up.

First, check out the cards from the flowers Marshal had sent. There are 19. Ha, that boy must have loved me at some point.

Second, and oh my mercy I am rolling over this one.

The summer before I started high school I somehow talked my mom and dad into letting me bring my friend Shonda to the beach with us. What they didn't know was that my friend Holly talked her dad into taking her and our friend Erin to the beach the same week. Well the four of us thought we were something else. Every night we would meet down at the shoreline where we would hang out and meet people. This is a list of the boys we met, along with what we thought of each of them. Ha! This list contains 23 names and two of those names represent two guys with the same name.

Oh Ashlynn all I have to say is your momma may never let you out of the house.

Any way after all that reminiscing, I got to thinking what my 2012 bulletin board would look like. Obviously it would be much different than that of my high school days. This years beach list would top way over 50 guys names. Ha- totally kidding! There would just be one, but I might have a lot more to write about him since I married him.

Here are my top 12 for 2012:
1) NYC trip with Jenn
2) Extra time with my Dad
3) Family trip to St. Louis
4) Colorado trip with friends
5) Family trip to Florida & Ashlynn's first parasailing
6) New Jersey ETS panel
7) My first camping trip and diamond digging with my kids
8) Ashlynn learning to swim
9) Jaxton's super simple potty training (such a relief after all the medical issues we had with Ashlynn)
10) Getting a new super fabulous principal
11) Owning a Kindle ( I have read more this year than I have the rest of my years combined)
12) Birthday trip to Dallas

Here's to 2013! I can't wait to see what fun is in store!

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Friday, December 28, 2012


Recently we completed this study at church called S.H.A.P.E. The study was really about using the gifts God gave you. I really didn't get into the study and really didn't enjoy it too much. However, there was one section that talked about how your experiences in life shape you. I have always known that to be true, but it really helped me put in perspective and understand something I have been wanting to blog about for quite some time.

As you all know by now, my dad is currently in the middle of a lawsuit with the City of Rogers. You can read in the newspapers and court documents every last detail about the lawsuit. What you can't read is the personal effect this has had on him, my mom and me. While the effects have been numerous there is one thing that has stuck out to me more than anything else. One thing that I would have never imagined as an effect, one thing that hits me at the very core, one thing that I know has and will affect me for the rest of my life. Friendships.

While I could tell you countless stories of friends that have sat right next to my dad and ignored him even though last winter he was in their drive way helping cut down a tree knocked over from the ice. Or friends that he has helped financially that still have yet to find the time to call and check on him. Or friends that have stabbed him in the back and been ugly to him right to his face. I am actually going to focus on those friends that have stepped up in ways I never could have imagined.

My dad has some friends that have never stopped calling. They have been there to listen and to support in any possible way. Friends that have busy lives and families of their own, but have not once used the busy excuse to not be there when we needed them. They have loved,they have, they have filled our hearts with joy and worked hard at erasing some of the hurt. I could spend my lifetime trying to thank them for their friendship to my parents and it would never be enough.

While I could continue on and on I want to get to the point of how this experience has shaped me. One year ago today if you asked me to list my parents friends I could have rattled off 25 names in a flash. Today if you asked me to name my parents friends I could name 5. The difference is, those five are the ones that have shown me what friendship is truly all about. They have taught me what it means to be a real friend.

This may sound harsh and you may not like it, but I am done trying to make people happy. I am done investing my time in causal in the moment relationships. I want to spend my time honestly and earnestly being a friend. I want to love my friends unconditionally and I want to be loved unconditionally back. Time is a precious precious gift to all of us. I plan to spend mine wisely creating meaningful relationships that will last a lifetime; friendships I can count on at my worst and have fun with during my best.

And just while I am on my lecture roll-if you haven't done it recently take a minute and think about the things that shape you. The people and the experiences that make you who you are. It really is kind of fun to see who you are now and where you come from through your lifetime of experiences.

The end-jumping down from my pedestal now. Although the view from up here is very pretty and I know y'all love it when I share...ha!

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A Thousand Parties Ago

(I am not going to go into a huge explanation, but I feel I owe it to Jaxton to explain why it has taken me over a month to blog about his birthday. As you know I went to NJ on his birthday. Shortly after returning, we experienced tragedy at work with the death of one of our kindergarten babies. Then the holidays hit and well here we are.)

So literally a thousand parties ago (ok maybe not, but seriously a lot) we had a surprise birthday party for my dad at his cabin. He turned 60 this year and with 2012 being a year of changes for my family, my mom and I wanted to do something special. I honestly don't know who loved it more; my dad or me. My dad was surprised and excited, but words cannot express how much it warmed my heart to have a roomful of friends showing their love for my dad.

I am also taking this opportunity to show off my dads cabin. He built it himself and did an amazing job. It is so beautiful and I know he is proud of it and I am proud of him!

I had to sneak pictures at the party because my dad would have never agreed to let me take them. It would embarrass him or something silly like that. As you can see, my sneaky photography skills stink. Ha. Oh well.

The very next weekend we had Jaxton's third birthday. Since I am in to throwing out ages in this post I will go ahead and tell you I'm 24. I know you were all wondering and I know none of you remember the blog post titled My 32nd from a couple of months ago. Ha ok I am not 24 and I know I am not fooling any of you, but it made me happy for a minute to pretend to be so young.

Any way Jaxton was so excited about his birthday party. We had it at The Little Gym. While he had an absolute blast and the gym throws a fabulous party, all Jaxton talked about was getting to play with his friends. He still talks about his friends playing games and coming to his party.

Jaxton also designed his own cake telling Rick's Bakery down to the detail what he wanted. He did a great job and was very proud of himself.

The kids were the cutest during present time. They all piled up and made present time a group effort. It was so cute!

I can't believe my little boy is 3! He is the absolute sweetest, loving little boy. I know it won't last forever, but he is a big time mommas boy and I love and cherish every minute of it.

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