Full Lives

We are leading full lives. Nothing we can not handle.
Joaquin has an MRI on Tuesday. It's been awhile.
Dexter has been studying for the CHSEE. Yes, I know he in only 13. He just rocks like that.
Jimmys work may strike, right now the contact is extended.

Sometimes I need to breathe, so I lay down and nurse the baby while we listen to some NPR Podcast or Catholic Stuff You Should Know. Lost of podcasts get played at home, and an NPR station in the van.

I am shamelessly still trying to get my room clean.

Waylon got a haircut today. He was mostly asleep through it and cried. Poor kids was confused and now he is happy.

Tanni is so long. This girl need to slow down.

That is all

Love,

Momma

My Daughter Loves Tobuscus

Here are two pictures Maggie made of Tobuscus. The bottom one is of him and her as cats. Yea, cats. Maggie said it would be her dream came true if he showed up for her birthday. I have no clue how to pull that off. Maybe I will buy her a shirt. 

Why does she "love" Tobuscus? Because, he is funny, sings good, plays Minecraft and has sideburns. What else can a lil girl ask for? Oh, yeah loves bacon. Some girls have Justin Beiber or One Direction....not this lil nerdy girl. 

For me, when  I was eight, it was all about David Bowie....

14 Years

We met in 1994. I had not clue four and half years later we would be married. We were fast friends and confidants. Really to be honest, and unlikely pair. But, when things are meant to be they just are. We both and childhood dreams of being of service to the Catholic Church, he a priest and I a nun. Obviously life changed those plans.

 

We both joined the Marines for different reasons. He had a family to support, I longed for travel and a chance to meet new people. He was originally assigned to have and MOS in Crash Fire Rescue, I was hoping and even waited to get the MOS. In the end he was a cook/baker and I was assigned to Motor T. We met because our MOS schools were on Camp Johnson. He got to travel and I got to go home from knee injuries. Despite distance and time we eventually came together to be a "real" couple. Not just a couple of people exchanging letters, cards and mixed tapes.

We have lived together in North Carolina, Texas and California. We have gained weight together and lost some together. We have owned four different vehicles together. We have seven kids between us and together we love them. We loved together, we have fought together. We have hurt together and are healing together. 14 years married and while a lot has changed, a lot remains the same. 

Love

Momma

Secrets From the Bedroom: Dirty Little Tales

I have a dirty little secret, my bedroom looks like an episode of Hoarders. Well, minus mold, bugs and animal things. I am trying to get it back in some order and maybe finish find thing the floor.  

I started earlier today with this little area/corner. It took wuite awhile. I had to feed the baby, change diapers, go to the store and other crazy things. But, I finished it. 

I like to think it's an organized mess. I was a messy pack rat of a child. When things got out of hand, my mom would swoop in when I was at work and throw away stuff. THROW AWAY PERFECTLY GOOD THINGS!! Now, I go through things and donate or give away the good stuff. I really despise throwing things away and obviously putting them away. Be warned, these pictures are not for the faint of heart. I am not doing a room makeover just yet. Just cleaning and organizing right now.

   

 Yes, honey that is a crinoline skirt and some plastic Easter eggs.

 

Thrift shopping Magic fills my closet! See that loverly silk skirt...be jealous

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 Busted! A Pepsi Throwback and no that's not a "happy rag".

   

 I will not take credit for all those chords and wires.

   

 The baby is happy, the bed is made...hey it's something. SHAMEFUL!!! You can make up your own not so cute fairytales about this room. Hey, at least I am honest and I am trying. Go ahead and laugh.

   

 Join me and share your dirty bedroom secrets, add blog links in comment! I know I am not the only momma with a SHAMEFUL bedroom.

 Love Momma