Wonderful time away!

Our trip to the beach to celebrate our 10th anniversary was wonderful! Here are some pics to mark the occasion...

Me at Wahoo's- my favorite place.
And this is our view from our condo.


Craig and me on the beach- awwww. And the entire result of 10 years together!

Ten years

Friday marks the 10th anniversary of my marriage. I won't be in front of a computer that day, or I would save my musings for then. Instead I hope to be soaking up lots and lots of sun on the same beach where said wedding took place 10 years ago! We are leaving tomorrow for South Padre for 4 days. Not exactly what Craig and I had daydreamed about when we sat and discussed where we saw ourselves in ten years, but I am happy to take it! Amazing how reality sets in, and dreams of a 10 day trip to Australia turn in to the actual trip to drop 2 kids off at my parents and spending three nights in a friend's condo cuz it's free.

I am so proud to say that I have now been married ten years. It wasn't a given, as that first year saw the "D" word thrown around a lot. But God has gotten us through some crappy stuff and revealed the multitude of benefits that come from honoring a promise. I love my husband, and feel lucky to have him love me. He's funny, and so smart, and works hard, and is so handsome. Perfect? No. Wonderful? Absolutely!

I won't be making any predictions about where we will be in 10 more years, except with each other.

Random thoughts

Carleigh announced a few days ago that she wants to be a fire-fighter, a ballerina, and a drummer.
Jonas wants to be a police office and a drummer. As a mom who was a drummer in high school, I'm not sure why I'm not more proud!
Jonas had field day yesterday and brought home a first place ribbon, two second place ribbons, and a participant ribbon. I have no idea what the ribbons are for, as he described races like the hippity hop, the tire jump, and the baton race. What ever happened to the 50 yard dash? Regardless, I am happy for him!
Carleigh sprinted home in front of me from the bus stop this morning, and announced that she's fast because her Croc's are fast. I'll let her believe that.
Craig continues to work hard to impress his boss and build the business. This weekend will be long for him, as he will work his normal 7-6:30 today, then go set up a spinal screening booth at a concert in the park in Pearland. He did these last year and they were effective. But we also know from last year that he won't be home until after 10:30. Then tomorrow starts at 6:30 at the Pear Run- a 5k fun run in Pearland. He'll rush from that over to an elementary school where he will set up a spinal screening booth at their end-of-year carnival. He'll go to the office in time to see patients from 9-12:30, and then go back to the carnival to work until 4:00. It normally isn't this jam-packed, but his co-worker, Dr. Davis, has to go to a funeral tomorrow morning and will not be able to help with any of that stuff. Then Sunday our church has a Mother's Day picnic planned at the park, which will end with the moms leaving and the dads handling the kids. I feel like I should switch the roles this Sunday and let him have some time off. He's worked much harder than me this week!
Weight loss- I lost 2.5 pounds last week! This week has been harder. I want to reach my goal so badly, but I'm beginning to think it won't happen by the 29th.

I love my husband

In case I haven't publicly said that lately, it's time for a reminder. I LOVE MY HUSBAND! And I love seeing what God is doing in his life. I had a bit of (possibly) bad news this morning when I found out that HR has approached a co-worker about her salary requirements for the job I was hoping to get. Punch to the gut, let me tell you. This doesn't mean it's off the table, but HR hasn't called me. Which leads me to believe the job will be offered to her. My ego is bruised. But Craig simply held me as I cried a little (no sobbing, I promise) and started praying for me. He thanked God for me, and asked that God would give me to peace that comes with knowing He is in control, and closed doors are God's way of showing us the open ones.

Wow. And I have felt that peace. God is faithful! I have found joy, JOY even in the fact that I have a current job that is already filled with unbelievable perks. And I've even felt a tinge of excitement at what the future holds, if not that promotion.

Thank you God, for Craig. Thank you for his words at exactly the right time. Thank you for making him point me to You. I am truly blessed.

A weight loss update

I have failed to mention my quest to drop some weight lately. Last week was intentional, as I GAINED a pound. Yuck. But this week I lost 2.5! I have lost 6 pounds since I started trying on 3/1/08. That could be disheartening, except I know that I am not doing anything spectacular to acheive my goal- I am simply eating less and exercising more. Then I watch Biggest Loser and see these people who A)have 20-30 pounds left to lose, B)work out like CRAZY!, and C) have motivated trainers in their faces most days of the week, and two of them gained a pound last week, too. I don't feel bad at all after seeing that. In fact- I am quite proud that I am losing anything at all!
So, with 8 weeks to go, I have 11 pounds yet to lose to reach my goal. I can do it, without a doubt.
Craig has maintained for 3 weeks in a row, but he has the MS150 this weekend. He'll probably lose 5-6 pounds this weekend alone!

Carleigh and her potty mouth

Ever have one of those moments when you just can't find the right word to explain how you are feeling? I sure have, and so have 4-year olds. Carleigh's problem is a lexicon that is not fully developed. Thus the following situation:
Daddy: Where did you find that, Carleigh? (pointing to a putty knife Carleigh is holding)
Carleigh: It's my, uh, screwer.
Daddy: A screwer? What do you do with that?
Carleigh: You use it to screw things.
Daddy: Oh yeah?
Carleigh: Yep! I'm going to screw you Daddy! (as she approaches him, turning the putty knife like she would a screw driver) Screw you! Screw you!

I honestly didn't think we'd hear her say that to one of us for at least 12 years, if ever!