I seriously intended to post last week about Thanksgiving, but no time like the present!
WOW. What a year we have had. Yesterday Jon and I put up our Christmas tree and our decorations in our little condo. We really did have a good time doing so. Getting out decorations that we packed up at the beginning of the year really puts me in a great mood! As I was unwrapping the ornaments and other decorations, I was thinking about where we were a year ago as we were decorating for our 1st "official" Christmas together. It's crazy how much has changed in a year, but yet it hasn't changed too much. We got engaged and planned a wedding in a year. I fall in love with Jon all over again everyday. We have the stupidest jokes, but we giggle like little school girls EVERYTIME we say them. He loves me unconditionally, and I do him. Yesterday I was reminded why I love him so much. We really had a great time! We were scrubby and in comfy clothes - nothing special...
Sometimes we get in the groove of the day and forget about why we fell in love, life just happens. Talk of bills, work and everything else in life piles up. Jon is the best thing that ever happened to me. He really is my dream come true. When I was in the hospital, he wouldn't leave my side. Even slept in the VERY uncomfortable chair to make sure I was ok. The nurse came in every three hours to give me pain medication, and there he was awake, making sure I was ok. He left at 6:30 and had a full days of work ahead of him. He sends me texts and emails during the day just to let me know he's thinking of me. When I walk through the door each night after work, he gives me a great big hug and we tell each other about our day. One thing we have learned is communication really is key. I've always been one to keep my feelings and thoughts in. I never want to disappoint anyone. Jon has taught me if I do screw up, it's ok. We just have to be on the same page and he's there for me no matter what.
He still drives me crazy sometimes, but the great thing about our relationship is we can have an argument, and in the next hour or two, we are over it and back to making jokes again.
I love you Jon Maxfield, and am truly thankful you are my husband, and I am your wife.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Happy Veterans Day!
The news and facebook feeds are filled with Thanks to the Veterans. I want to thank a very special veteran - my Daddy.
My Dad fought in Vietnam and went over there as a young 17 year old boy. He had my mom waiting for him when he got back, but being over there changed his life forever. Over the years, I have noticed that my Dad has become more patriotic, or maybe it's because I've grown up too. My Dad is the guy that like to fly the flag year round. When something happens overseas, or more recently, here in the states, it hits him hard. I can't imagine what the guy went through. I grew up knowing my Dad was a Vietnam Veteran, but not exactly knowing what that meant.
My Dad has always been the strongest man I know, always providing for our family when times were tough, and us kids never going without. He has a love for my Mom that is indescribable. He loves her more than anything, and she the same. It's amazing, they have been married for almost 40 years, and they still love each other the same way they loved each other in high school.
I grew up being a "Daddy's Girl"... I know that's surprising. I grew up with the kind of love around me that is so very few and far between in homes these days. My Dad was at every dance recital, dance competition, and his favorite - the Dad/Daughter dance in my spring show in high school. That's one of his favorites, and still talks about it 10 years later.
It was my Dad's idea to get my a dog for Christmas. Both my roommates had dogs, and my dad didn't want me to be left out. Daisy is my pride and joy and secretly is Dad's too... Even though he yells at her for barking and yapping - I tell him she's just trying to get his attention.
My Dad and I have a silly inside jokes that only he and I understand, but still giggle at everyday. If I don't talk to him at least once a day, he thinks somethings wrong. We talk every morning around 8:30.
My mom always told me I would marry a man just like my Dad - back in high school days, I thought she was crazy! My dad was protective and sometimes grouchy... I didn't want to marry a man like that!! :) But when I met Jon Maxfield, I knew that he was just like my dad and, ahem, my mom was right. :) Jon provides for me, protects me, and loves me more and more each day - just like my parents relationship. We laugh, giggle and have our inside jokes too. I am so lucky to grow up with the kind of love my parents had to teach me what I wanted in life. I have said I want to be in a relationship like my parents - still so happy after 40 years, and I found it.
My Dad walking me down the isle was a very emotional time for me. Something we have talked about for so long, and it finally came true. It was emotional for my parents too - but they knew they were leaving me in good hands. My dad and Jon's relationship is fantastic - I couldn't ask for anything more.
The kind of love between a father and daughter is beyond description - and that's exactly what Dad and I have. I'm a very lucky girl.
So, Thank you Daddy for everything you have done. Thank you for protecting our country. Thank you for teaching me so much and I appreciate everything you have done for me growing up. Thank you for being one of my best friends. I will always be a Daddy's Girl.
My Dad fought in Vietnam and went over there as a young 17 year old boy. He had my mom waiting for him when he got back, but being over there changed his life forever. Over the years, I have noticed that my Dad has become more patriotic, or maybe it's because I've grown up too. My Dad is the guy that like to fly the flag year round. When something happens overseas, or more recently, here in the states, it hits him hard. I can't imagine what the guy went through. I grew up knowing my Dad was a Vietnam Veteran, but not exactly knowing what that meant.
My Dad has always been the strongest man I know, always providing for our family when times were tough, and us kids never going without. He has a love for my Mom that is indescribable. He loves her more than anything, and she the same. It's amazing, they have been married for almost 40 years, and they still love each other the same way they loved each other in high school.
I grew up being a "Daddy's Girl"... I know that's surprising. I grew up with the kind of love around me that is so very few and far between in homes these days. My Dad was at every dance recital, dance competition, and his favorite - the Dad/Daughter dance in my spring show in high school. That's one of his favorites, and still talks about it 10 years later.
It was my Dad's idea to get my a dog for Christmas. Both my roommates had dogs, and my dad didn't want me to be left out. Daisy is my pride and joy and secretly is Dad's too... Even though he yells at her for barking and yapping - I tell him she's just trying to get his attention.
My Dad and I have a silly inside jokes that only he and I understand, but still giggle at everyday. If I don't talk to him at least once a day, he thinks somethings wrong. We talk every morning around 8:30.
My mom always told me I would marry a man just like my Dad - back in high school days, I thought she was crazy! My dad was protective and sometimes grouchy... I didn't want to marry a man like that!! :) But when I met Jon Maxfield, I knew that he was just like my dad and, ahem, my mom was right. :) Jon provides for me, protects me, and loves me more and more each day - just like my parents relationship. We laugh, giggle and have our inside jokes too. I am so lucky to grow up with the kind of love my parents had to teach me what I wanted in life. I have said I want to be in a relationship like my parents - still so happy after 40 years, and I found it.
My Dad walking me down the isle was a very emotional time for me. Something we have talked about for so long, and it finally came true. It was emotional for my parents too - but they knew they were leaving me in good hands. My dad and Jon's relationship is fantastic - I couldn't ask for anything more.
The kind of love between a father and daughter is beyond description - and that's exactly what Dad and I have. I'm a very lucky girl.
So, Thank you Daddy for everything you have done. Thank you for protecting our country. Thank you for teaching me so much and I appreciate everything you have done for me growing up. Thank you for being one of my best friends. I will always be a Daddy's Girl.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
First Post!
Jon and I have been talking about starting a blog, so I finally got around to setting one up! Things have been crazy in our household - finally being able to catch our breathe after all the wedding festivities. We have been thoroughly enjoying nights together with no plans...catching up on our DVR and making delicious dinners together! (Well, maybe Jon making the dinner, and I getting to be the taste tester! )
I think about just joting down my feelings about what's going on in my world on paper, but alas, I do, and my hand starts to hurt, and I quit. I love this because I can write what I want and I get spell check! :)
As I thought about what the first "official" post should be about, thoughts of my grandmother filled my mind. The anniversary of her death was Friday, October 30 ... so this seems fitting.
Oh my dear Granny. Everytime I think about her, a picture of her sitting in her wheelchair with a silly hat on, a big grin on her face when we would walk through the door, pops in my head. I miss that crazy lady everyday! This has been such an exciting year for Jon and I! There were many moments that I would think of her and what she would say if she were here. Like when I almost cut my mom's finger off when I dropped my earring down the disposal and mom went to go get it and I accidently turned on the disposal with her hand in it. I was a wreck and mom had to calm me down! I know Granny would've been there that day, and she would've said "Barb, she didn't mean to!!" She always had my back. During the spring I would drive down 75 to Mom and Dad's, and the wildflowers filled the medians. That was one of Granny's favorite things to look at. Maybe because she was finally out and about, but everytime you past the same corner, she would say - "Look Em! Those are so beautiful! WOW!" Everytime you saw them!! I would roll my eyes, because I have seen them 1,000 times before, and so had she. But, that was one of the greatest things about her - she found the beauty in everything, everytime. No matter what. Now, when I'm driving and see a wildflower, I smile because I know that she is smiling down on me.
Mom and Dad's backyard was filled with beautiful flowers all summer long - another one of Granny's favorites. She loved to sit on the back porch when it was a million degrees outside and just look at the flowers - and she would do that all day long if Mom would've let her. This summer it seemed as though the flowers were bigger, more colorful, and just billowing out of the landscapes. I like to think that Granny added a little bit extra fertilizer to let Mom know that she's ok, and she's watching over us. :)
I would always tease her that I was her favorite grandchild- but that was the greatest thing in the world - she made each and every person she met feel like they were her favorite. I would do anything to get a chuckle out of that lady, and her do that same for me. We were buddies, and I sure do miss my buddy.
I think about just joting down my feelings about what's going on in my world on paper, but alas, I do, and my hand starts to hurt, and I quit. I love this because I can write what I want and I get spell check! :)
As I thought about what the first "official" post should be about, thoughts of my grandmother filled my mind. The anniversary of her death was Friday, October 30 ... so this seems fitting.
Oh my dear Granny. Everytime I think about her, a picture of her sitting in her wheelchair with a silly hat on, a big grin on her face when we would walk through the door, pops in my head. I miss that crazy lady everyday! This has been such an exciting year for Jon and I! There were many moments that I would think of her and what she would say if she were here. Like when I almost cut my mom's finger off when I dropped my earring down the disposal and mom went to go get it and I accidently turned on the disposal with her hand in it. I was a wreck and mom had to calm me down! I know Granny would've been there that day, and she would've said "Barb, she didn't mean to!!" She always had my back. During the spring I would drive down 75 to Mom and Dad's, and the wildflowers filled the medians. That was one of Granny's favorite things to look at. Maybe because she was finally out and about, but everytime you past the same corner, she would say - "Look Em! Those are so beautiful! WOW!" Everytime you saw them!! I would roll my eyes, because I have seen them 1,000 times before, and so had she. But, that was one of the greatest things about her - she found the beauty in everything, everytime. No matter what. Now, when I'm driving and see a wildflower, I smile because I know that she is smiling down on me.
Mom and Dad's backyard was filled with beautiful flowers all summer long - another one of Granny's favorites. She loved to sit on the back porch when it was a million degrees outside and just look at the flowers - and she would do that all day long if Mom would've let her. This summer it seemed as though the flowers were bigger, more colorful, and just billowing out of the landscapes. I like to think that Granny added a little bit extra fertilizer to let Mom know that she's ok, and she's watching over us. :)
I would always tease her that I was her favorite grandchild- but that was the greatest thing in the world - she made each and every person she met feel like they were her favorite. I would do anything to get a chuckle out of that lady, and her do that same for me. We were buddies, and I sure do miss my buddy.
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