Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I have decided today that I am going to talk about the most important person in my life, the love of my life, my soul mate, my one and only, my Kate.
Today, I sat with Kate in Divorce court for her best friend, and it really got my thoughts going. Well, number one it’s so dang boring in there, you can’t have any snacks, drinks, and you cannot talk. I have a hard time with all of this. I am a snacker, and a yacker. :) It just surprised me that these two people that just a year ago had promised each other, and their families to love for better or worse, hated each other so much. It surprised me at how selfish they both were, fighting over material things that don’t really matter. It gave my heart a smile as I looked to my left and there sat someone who was the complete opposite, how did I get so lucky to marry such a wonderful woman.
Just setting in there I just started thinking about how lucky I am. I am married to the most unselfish person alive. My sweetheart is one of those people that will get you what you need before you even realize that you need it. She amazes me with the caring and companionate heart she has. She is always thinking of others and putting their needs before hers.
She is always helping someone out, or making someone feel special in her own wonderful ways. Just the other day there is a girl in her group; I think most of you know she runs a battered woman’s group. Well the girl is pregnant and was turning 21, and really bummed out that she could not celebrate her 21st birthday. So my wife goes and gets her an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen, and gets candles, and has a little party for her. The girl was so happy, and so surprised, it was great.
When Kate and I got together, I fell head over heels for her. She is one of those people that just suck you in and you feel like you have been in a dream, and you don’t ever want it to end. I could never get enough of her, I still can’t. The minute she would get off the phone with me or would leave me, I could not wait until I would get to see or talk to her again. She has opened my eyes to so many wonderful things in this life; she has also taught me so much about myself. She has showed me what it really means and feels like to be deeply in love. She has loved me unconditionally, and accepted me for who I am good and bad; she has taken my life and turned it upside down, for the better. She has shown me the joys of loving and getting loved in return.
My Kate is such a wonderful, loving, patient, and kind mama, there so much love is in her eyes when she looks at our children. She always makes sure the kids know she loves them, and they love her so much. She never passes up a moment to kiss or hug them, even our oldest, and he loves it just as much as the little ones. She has given me a blue print of the kind of parent that I strive to be.
She has opened her heart to my family, and has treated them so wonderful, (I think they like her way more then they like me, not kidding.) :) - I have been threatened with my life not to mess it up with her by my mom, YIKES!
Then today, her best friend asks her to come to court with her for her divorce. The whole day was spent sitting on a hard bench. She did not even think about it, she was there because Ann needed her.
She keeps in touch with her foster kids, and truly loves them, sends them care packages, letters, calls them to check on them. She worries about them when they have not called in a while. She took kids into her home, and treated them as her own; these are kids that everyone else had given up on.
My wife has about 4 or 5 people that she knows from either church or old friends that have made bad choices, or had bad circumstances, and ended up in prison. Now, most people would write these people off, and say what horrible people they are, and how they are a waste, not my wife. She writes each of them letters every couple of days, and sends them money for their books. She treats them with respect, and helps them when the world seems so cold and hard. She offers a loving caring attitude, and friendship that each and every one of them treasures.
My love is also treasure for the PTO, not for one of our kid’s schools, but for three of them. She volunteers in each of the boys classrooms, and teaches the older kids about Safe Date. She is good at that juggling act also, she can do like five or six different tasks at one time, it’s amazing to watch. I can barley do one thing at a time; in fact there have been days where I have had to be her for the day. HOLY CRAP, I swear when the day ends I fall to pieces. :)
I know I am leaving a whole bunch of things out, but it would take me years to write all the wonderful things this beautiful wife of mine does for others, and the joy she brings to this world. She has touched so many lives, and has shown so many people what it means to be cared for and loved. She lights up the room with her beautiful smile and her laugh, oh she has a great laugh, and it’s contagious. She is a lot of fun to be around, she can always make me laugh, and can turn a gloomy day to rainbows and sunshine. (Oh so corny) But it’s true.
Well as you can tell I love this woman with everything that I have. I do love you my wife, and I think you such a blessing here on earth. The love in my heart for you is never ending, I am so grateful that God has blessed my life and put you in it. You are the greatest gift that I have ever received, and I will spend my life showing you how grateful I am for you.
Well have a great night everyone, I thought I would just share a little about an amazing woman that I have the honor of calling my wife.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
OK 10 things about me,
1) I am married to the most wonderful woman alive. I believe with all of my heart that she is my soul mate. She loves me, and believes in me, and is by far the smartest person I know. I adore her with all of my heart.
2) I love the Denver Broncos, I have always loved them. I have been a fan ever since I was a little girl, even through the really crap years. I am true blue. My wife hates them, which drives me insane. She likes the piece of crap Dallas Cowboys, she does it just to make me crazy. Maybe she will change her mind since she found my bone stash, yeah muwhahaha - I will bury her in my Jay Cutler jersey. hee hee
3) I love coffee, I just love it. There is no better drink on this earth. I can drink it all day long. Kate's parents always bring me coffee from Maui when they come to visit, or they send me care packages. It’s so very tasty, oh coffee I love you.
4) My baby brother and I have our birthday on the same day, and we are 3 years apart. He tells everyone that we are polish twins. I say "did my parents have only one favorite day in the year to do the humpty hump or what?"
5) I hate, hate, hate, OK did I mention hate, when people eat with their mouths open. It makes me crazy, I am a total nut case about this. I gave my brother a black eye when we were kids because of the way he was eating his cereal. He went and told on me to my mom, and she said, "you should have stopped eating like that, you know it makes her crazy." - She just made me explain myself later that night at church.
6) I am a total germ freak, I don’t touch anything with my hands in a public bathroom. I open doors with paper towels, and shut off sinks with them. I flush the toilets with my foot. It’s very crazy behavior. I love the airport because you don’t have to touch anything. I wash my hands so much they are dry most of the time. I also do not eat other people's cooking, if someone brings us cookies or Christmas candies I have to pretend to eat them. I don’t know why, I just can’t get myself to do it, my stomach turns. My Kate she washes her hands and her area before she cooks, and it just makes me very happy. :) I know I am a freak.
7) Next to Kate of course my Dad is my best friend. I love that guy, he is a solid role model in my life. He is so much fun to be around, and he likes to call me about 8 times a day. We love to go watch the Broncos play, or the Nuggets. He loves to laugh, and drink coffee, as do I if you remember from number 3. :)
8) I played basketball in High School and college. I was pretty good too.
9) I love scary movies, but I am a big wuss I cover my eyes and hide behind Kate, when it gets crazy, you know when the dumb people go back into the house that the killer is in. AHHHHH, oh yeah and I yell at the people in the movie, I say, "Don't go in there, run, run, run!"
10) The Fourth of July, it is my favorite holiday. I love fireworks
Friday, February 20, 2009
Last night I was trying to go to bed, and I came so close to getting up and blogging about her, but after my full day of standing outside naked holding my tooth brush and looking for Michelle's rock I was tired. :)
She decides to be such a love bug at the funniest times, like when I want to go to bed. So, last night she is still partying at midnight watching Barney. Yes, she still sleeps with us, we are trying to get her to sleep in her own bed, but neither one of us can out last her at night. She stays up later then her parents. Anyways she is lying beside me, and has her arm around my neck. Every time I would itch my arm, she would say, "I got it Nay Nay," and would scratch my arm for me. I would say, "Thank you Tay." Her reply is. "Your welchum." (I love how she says your welcome, it’s so cute)
So we did this for awhile, with my head and arm, I guess I was extra itchy that day, because she itched every part of my head, and arm by the time it was done. So I turned my body so that I was turned away from her, because I don’t know about you but I can only take so much torture. She will lay there and lift my eye lids, stick her finger in my nose, put her face as close to mine as she can and breath in my face until I open my eyes, and she says, “Did I scare you?”
Another thing she does which cracks me up, she will play with my hair, not gently by any means, not nice like my wife does, she reminds me of my mom when she was brushing my hair for school, in a hurry. She will just keep pulling through until I say, "Ouch," She will say, "I'm sorry," then continue through finger combing my hair.
Then we have the whole, “Nay Nay I need wahder (water) peease (please) I'm willy (really) tursty (thirsty)." So, I get her some water she gulps like she is drinking 10 gallons of the stuff, and has not had a drop of water for 2 weeks. While I am standing there as she is drinking her wahder she stops to tell me that she likes my drasses (OK this one took me time, she had to point to them, my GLASSES).
So finally I get to lie back down, and she wants to talk about what Barney is doing on the TV, it’s very exhausting with this little girl. But the funniest thing about it, I would not change it if I could she actually makes me laugh at night. She is just a nut ball, and a partier deluxe. Have a great day everyone. Jen
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Well, my life on unemployment has been very busy needless to say. My wife is a very busy woman; I swear she runs the town of Fort Morgan. But, she does feed me breakfast and love on my during the day, so by far this is the best job I have had in a long time.
But, I have come up with a plan, and I am in the zone about this - there is no stopping me at this point, zone...
Ok, my plan, I was offering my services as a free lance dentist to Michelle the other day, and of course my porn star pictures that my wife took of me. YEAH
I am going to start my own dental practice - I am going to be a Porn Star dentist. Hey, hey I could be fixing teeth in the nude. SWEET!!
It could be called like: Dental Dude in the Nude. Oh man the money would just roll in.
Oh, the plans that I have. lol
You all have a great day and I am taking appointments. :)
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
I am writing to tell some crazy stuff going on this week.
First off my two year old daughter, oh my she has been doing awesome at potty training. Well the other day, she told me that she had to go potty. I waited for a while, and no sign from her, so I called out to her, and no answer, I peeked in and I about dropped to the floor laughing. Taya was standing at the toilet, pinching her stomach, and said, "I have a wiener and I am going pee."
I just about died, number one, where she learned the word wiener I have no clue. The girl watches Barney, and Dora. So unless Boots (the monkey on Dora) is talking about his little monkey wiener, its beyond me. I had Kate come look, and Taya just looked at us both like we were the ones that were dorks. lol
Oh my do we have our work cut out for us with her, she is going to be three next month. I love having a little girl, probably because I don’t understand her at all. It’s a new world for me, but it’s so fun. Just like this morning Kate was not feeling well so I had to get her ready for school, and between the two of us we picked out an outfit that seemed to match and I combed her hair. She kind of had that Madonna look with the pony to the side, and hair sticking out all over. ha ha Oh my little girl I just love the turds out of her.
We will be sitting in the car, and a song comes on that she likes and she just starts dancing, and grooving. She does it everywhere the grocery store, restaurants, and just in the house in front of the TV. She has such an amazing personality; she will hum, and sing all the time. She loves to dance, and she shakes her little butt, and it’s so funny.
Taya has been doing great at dance class, she loves marching around with the other little girls, doing the whole toe, heel, shuffle thing. lol I love my little dancer, she is so much like her mama. She also loves to entertain people, she loves to make you laugh, and the funny part about it, I do laugh at her, we laugh all the time, I laugh out loud with a two year old. She will do crazy stuff, like she loves to announce that she has to fart. I know it’s not lady like, but it’s really funny (luckily she is shy in the public, so far anyways). This I have no question about who she learned this from, (her brothers) they are maniacs with the tooting thing. Boys and farting it’s like some kind of Olympic Games. Who can blow them the loudest and most solid? I am happy that they are all having healthy tooters, I guess. lol
Then we have the next youngest, Dylan. Oh, my Dilly he is such a cool guy, I love him so very much. He had decided a while ago that he wanted to grow out his hair, YIKES! Well, Kate and I had decided a while ago that with our children we would totally have to choose our battles with them, and hair is not a big deal it always grows out. They all have done different stuff to their hair; we have had Mohawks, different color hair, long hair, buzz hair, even a reverse Mohawk (Trey got a hold of the clippers when he was little, ha ha ). There have been some funky hair days in our house. lol
Well back to my story so my Dylan, he did this whole long hair thing, and oh it was, well let’s just it was not his best look. So, we have not said a word, but thought it all the time. lol - Well Monday night he finally said, “Mama will you give me a hair cut?"
As Kate and I did a high five behind his back, she said, "Sure Dylan, go get my stuff."
So my Dylan is back, and his hair looks great. lol
I am attaching the before and after photos, ahhhhhh kids, life is never dull my friends.
Have a great day.
Dylan before his hair cut.
Monday, January 26, 2009
I love this sport, because it's really been a learning experience that the boys and I learned together. Kate is not a big fan of the mat dance, but she goes and sits with me through most of the tournaments, bless her heart. She moans and groans and stresses out the whole time the boys wrestle. Sometimes I try to figure out if it's more entertaining to watch her facial expressions or them.
Our boys are really good at sports, but I love this sport because its up to them, whether they win or loose. They work so hard, and try so hard, and learn all these crazy moves that really look cool. It's really funny because they dance around, ducking, and dodging for it seems like 20 minutes, then someone just attacks... like a caged lion.
Our son Dylan, he was amazing up until last year. He always won, every single match. He would do the same move every time, the head lock. He would take the kid down and so because he was winning all the time he thought this wrestling thing was easy. This last year he had a heck of a time trying to win a match, all those other kids he had to wrestle had his number. I said, "Bud, you are going to have to learn a new move, try something else, the headlock is not working anymore."
He had to scramble and learn some new moves. I think this year he will rise to the mat and do well, he pins his twin brother all the time, who by the way out weighs Dylan by about 20 pounds.
They seem to get it in their heads "hey if it works then stay with it". So now he watches and if a kid looks like he is new to the wrestling world then he does the old headlock move, and it works! Then he looks at me and smiles. KIDS
When we get some new pictures of the guys wrestling I will post them. They look so cool with little muscles, ooooh I mean big muscles (just in case one of them are reading this) :) Kate always says; "look at their little butts".
Well everyone have a great day, and its cold and snowing here so we are just trying to keep warm.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Well, I thought I had seen it all until that crazy Friday morning when I took Taya to dance class. Yeah, ok I grew up a tomboy, I mean I wore jeans and t-shirts, never dresses, no halter tops, no Madonna bracelets, no Olivia Newton John leg warmers, and defiantly no tutus and leotards.
These girls came to class with hair all done up, I swear make up, curls, and like those big frilly bows. There was one girl with a purple velvet leotard. Holy crap, all the tutus and pony tails and ribbons, it was complete madness. Mom's, and Grandma's primping these girls, fluffing their hair, and making sure everything looks perfect.
Well, it was my day with my baby, and you know I just can't do her hair like her Mama, and I probably don't dress her in her most girl stuff. Kate has to buy those clothes that have the matching animals - you know the ones that the tags match like all the hippo clothes go together, and the giraffes go together, you can't put a hippo and giraffe together, so when it's my day to dress her and get her ready she matches. I am a mess people, I even let her pick out her own stuff to wear, and sometimes it's interesting. Kate just gives me that look when Taya has some crazy outfit on, and her hair looks like I took a egg beater to it. I can never get that pony tail straight no matter how hard I try, and how she gets all the hair to stay in that pony tail holder is just beyond me.
So back to my story, so my baby comes in to dance with all these little Divas. They were all very cute, I am just poking fun really. Taya had a blast, after she watched for a while. I was really proud of her she marched around with them, and danced and learned how to do a crab walk, and a bridge. She learned to tap her heels and toes and do a shuffle tap thing, I think she is going to be the top of her class in no time. lol :)
So this weekend we went to Denver, and bought her every single dance thing that you need to be a successful Diva, from the shoes, to the bag, to the tutu, and of course a frilly pink leotard with hearts on it. We had to get her all the bells and whistles. It was a lot of fun for her Mama, Kate was all smiles. I think it's like when I get to take the boys and get new shoes, and equipment for wrestling, or soccer, or football. I coach their teams, and take them to all their games, we travel all over for their stuff. So, its pretty cool that Taya is getting her own little identity and her own thing, the world of Dance. :)
I do have to admit, she is the cutest little dancer I have ever seen, and she really had a great time. I kept high-fiving her when ever she would do one of the steps, and cheering her on, so I probably will be snubbed by the Moms that don't believe in slapping fives with little girls. Who knows, but it was good and it was nice to see her doing her own thing.
Well, all and all I am becoming painfully aware that my baby is growing up, she is a big girl now, a true DIVA. hee hee
Hey all have a great day, and I will blog your ear off later.
She is doing a boogie dance.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
I am such a big baby when I am sick, my world crumbles, and I just could not shake this cold I had. I swear I was going crazy. I tried everything. I had been to my doctor like 4 times, I felt like a nut case. I was whining to Kate the last time I went, I said, "He is going to think I am a nut case, I keep going back and crying about my cold." She said, "Oh honey stop he keeps giving you prescriptions, so I think he knows your sick."
Yeah, so I ended up going again, but first I spent a week trying all the home remedies that everyone would tell me about. My mom told me to get a humidifier, a cool mist one, not a hot one because they don't work (that's my Mom, she heard it on the doctor show on channel 9, so it has to be true, if any of you have any aliments just call my Mom she watches that show every day and keeps notes on what everyone has, and how they can fix it). My boss told me to put Vick's on my feet, and all over my chest. So I would wake up coughing and hacking with wet hair, and smelling like a peppermint patty, with my shirt stuck to my chest. I was sucking down NyQuil and cough drops like a psycho.
So, when my ears starting hurting I decided okay, I will go again, and of course the helpful nudging of my beautiful wife to go back to the doctor. He just laughs at us, Kate told him I did not want to come, he said, "I hope you keep coming back I have to pay for my sons medical school bills." He is a funny guy.
Well to make everyone breath easier I do feel better and I am back. YEAH!!!!!! -
My beautiful wife took good care of me, and I appreciate her so much. I am such a big baby crying and boobing and she just kept me comfortable as she could and loved on me, even when I would cough all over her. She is the love of my life, and I am very blessed - Its' so good that she had the kids, because I would have died dealing with all that pain, I can't even handle a little cold.
Man, when you look in the mirror and see that big wussy staring right back at you, you say to yourself, "Dang, I am glad my wife is tough, this house is not big enough for two wieners."
Have a great night all and it is good to be back YAHOO!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Well remember on my last blog I was wondering if I crossed the rude line with that comment about no one being able to cook? How I was hoping no one in my family would read the blog, hee hee.
Well Kate's best friend Ann was over here, along with my mom, (can you feel it?) yeah, so the love of my life is telling them, "have you seen our blogs"? OHHHHHH, crap I thought, and sure enough I got a whole lot of guff. Ann said "who was just eating snacks at my house the other night, I made you guy’s snacks and you liked them". Well just between you and me, I have no clue how she put those beautiful cellophane wrappers on those cupcakes, and the cheese that she so evenly placed on those Cheetos was so tasty, her talent is untapped, how could I have forgotten? So Ann if you are reading this, your talent amazes me in the kitchen, and I am humbly sorry, please forgive me. Maybe this week you can make me some Funyons or something. :) I love you.
Well now that my groveling is over, I feel a whole lot better; sorry to take everyone down that guilt ridden path I was on, oh the pain. :)
Well we had a great new year, if you read Kate's blog you will hear all about the berries that we ate, they were from CSI, it’s funny.
My daughter is doing very well with potty training, and last night we were getting ready to go to bed and she said I have to go to potty. I told her good girl, she said "be right back", (when she says be right back it's cute cause she puts her hand in your face so you know to stay, I have been trained very well by our two year old.) I thought right on man she is really doing it all by herself, that is sweet. So I sat at the end of the bed, you know giving her some privacy, letting her do her thing. But, it sure was taking a long time, I yelled out, "Tay are you okay"? she said, "yes Nay Nay" (oh, stop rewind, dang I forgot to tell you all this is the name Kate and I came up with for Taya and the boys to call me, it means parent in some other language) so anyways, back to my story, she said, "I am fine, just going Potty". I thought; cool, but Kate poked me and said why don't you go check on her, I went to the bathroom and about died laughing. My daughter was sitting on the toilet and looking at a magazine, it was so funny the picture is below. So after I stopped laughing I asked her if she was done, and she said, "I am reading the paper". lol
So moral of this story, I guess your kids pick up on a lot more of our little qwerks then we know. lol
Hey everyone have a great day and thanks for all the comments they are great.