It seems like anytime you want something, the universe takes every opportunity to put the thing you want in your path all the time!
The best example of this would be when you are looking for or have just bought a new car. Everywhere you go, that car is there…in the parking lots, in front of you on the road, everywhere!
I feel like this has been happening to me lately, just not with a certain type of car, but with babies and pregnant women!
Please don’t get me wrong…I love babies and women who are preggers (especially ones I know), but sometimes enough is enough!
Matt and I have been trying to get pregnant for the past 4 months. I know and realize that this is still not an amount of time that should cause concern, but to me it seems like a long time. I am not worried, not stressed, and not concerned, but it is something that I am really wanting to happen (obviously)!
So, back to the universe…Every woman in our family that is married and wanting to have a baby (whether it is their first or second) is either pregnant or has just given birth:
Cousin ~ had baby #2 in July
Sister-in-law ~ due in October
Cousin ~ due in November
Step-sister-in-law ~ due in January
Step-sister-in-law #2 ~ pregnant with baby #2 and due in May
It is really pretty crazy that there are so many babies making their way into our family over the next few months, and I really could not be happier for all of the mommy-to-be’s in the family! We are definitely going to need a few table extensions over the next few years for family dinners!
Until it is our turn, I will get my baby fix vicariously through all of the above women and their offspring! And I will continue to enjoy cocktails and practicing!
Which means Halloween is just around the corner! Tonight Matt and I are headed to Sacramento to do a little Halloween decoration shopping and some costume-inspiration browsing for this…
I didn’t settle on last year’s costume until the day before Halloween, so hopefully this year’s head start will help!
(Luigi and Mario ~ Halloween Spooktacular 2010)
The light turned yellow, just in front of him. He did the right thing, stopping at the crosswalk, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection.
The tailgating woman was furious and honked her horn, screaming in frustration, as she missed her chance to get through the intersection, dropping her cell phone and makeup.
As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her window and looked up into the face of a very serious police officer. The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up. He took her to the police station where she was searched, fingerprinted, photographed, and placed in a holding cell.
After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell and opened the door. She was escorted back to the booking desk where the arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.
He said, “I’m very sorry for this mistake. You see, I pulled up behind your car while you were blowing your horn, flipping off the guy in front of you and cussing a blue streak at him. I noticed the ‘What Would Jesus Do’ bumper sticker, the ‘Choose Life’ license plate holder, the ‘Follow Me to Sunday-School’ bumper sticker, and the chrome-plated Christian fish emblem on the trunk, so naturally. I assumed you had stolen the car.”
Well, I have been back at work for a few weeks and this has been the biggest reason as to why I have been negligent to tumblr…I am really trying/focusing on being a better teacher this year! It seems kinda stupid to say (write) out loud, but I really feel like I could be better at my job and am really going to try to do what I can to get there this year!
Anyways, I was grading papers today and one student wrote an answer that I thought was funny enough to share.
I was going through my kids’ New England States Test today and found this as one of the answers:
Now, I consider myself quite the traveler and know the 50 states pretty well, and have never come across the great state of New Hamster! I guess I will have to google that! ;)
You must be tired because you have been running through someone’s mind ALL day. — My fortune, courtesy of the fortune cookie I ate last night!
GPOYW: First Picture From Our Europe Trip Edition
I have been delinquent on posting any pictures from our trip to Europe in June!! So I thought this was the perfect opportunity to post the first one…and what better way to start off then to post the one where I am doing the obligatory “hold up the Leaning Tower” pose!
While we were camping, Max spent the weekend with his grandma (Matt’s mom). Obviously from this picture she sent me, he had a really rough weekend!
Matt I headed out of town this weekend and ventured out into the middle of nowhere (literally…they give latitude/longitude coordinates instead of a real address to get to the campsite) for a little camping with some friends!
Our campsite was right on the bank of the Yuba River, which made for a very beautiful view and soundtrack for the weekend!
Friends, campfires, not showering, beer pong, horseshoes, a bald eagle sighting, kayaking (which really turned into floating), a lot of Catch Phrase, cooking outdoors, and sleeping outside made for a very fun weekend!
BUT here are my top 4 reasons why it is nice to be back home:
words by isak dinesen, painting by mae chevrette
I have. Last night to be specific. And I didn’t realize that I said something I shouldn’t have until I was sharing my evening with the hubs and he gave me a shocked “you-really-said-that” and “I-can’t-believe-you-did-that” face.
I was having a glass of wine with two of my aunts (I guess aunt-in-laws would be their specific titles) while we were planning a baby shower for my sister-in-law.
One of their friends joining us, and we were chatting about how one of them, and her friend, used to babysit my husband. The chatting continued and the friend asked me about how my father-in-law was.
Here is where things got a little sticky…I will give a little back story now to hopefully demonstrate how I did not realize that I had made a mistake.
My husband’s father is gay. When Matt and I got together, his parents were already divorced. So when I met his dad for the first time, he was single. A few years later, we meet his roommate, Ron, and he started coming around a lot (this is when we knew that there was more to just a “roommate” status between them). A few more years after that, they were married.
Now, when Matt and I got married, I got in trouble (literally in trouble and my mom was verbally scolded at the reception) for not giving Ron a boutonnière to wear. He was sitting in the first pew, which was all I thought that they wanted, and nothing was verbally “out” in the open about their relationship. We knew, but nothing had ever really been talked about. So he didn’t get a boutonnière, and I was in trouble because I didn’t recognize him at the wedding.
Fast forward a year later, Matt’s brother is getting married. Ron and Matt’s dad both wear boutonnières AND they walked together down the aisle to their seats during the processional.
In between all of this, my father-in-law and his husband have been inviting the whole family to their annual Christmas parties. They throw a pretty crazy party and have a very wide, eclectic, and varied group of friends.
Also, once they were married, they told their kids and both wore matching wedding bands. Ron also comes to all family gatherings and receives Father’s Day cards from Matt and his brother. They both actively participate in Equal Rights causes in the area.
So to me, it seemed like things were pretty out in the open. The family knows, the kids know, the ex-wife knows, the friends know.
Now, back to last night…I answered the question about my father-in-law by saying that he was good and living out of town with his husband. Apparently I was not supposed to mention the husband part.
This lead to the aunts asking me some questions about their brother. I don’t really know a whole lot, and I don’t pretend to. My husband’s family are not talkers or sharers of emotions. There are times that it is thought that if there is a problem, you don’t talk about it. And if you don’t talk about it, it will go away. So I answered what I knew and what I was comfortable with, because I am (unfortunately in this case) a sharer and a talker.
In hindsight I should not have said anything. Unfortunately, I was not given a rule book stating when, with whom, and where it was appropriate to talk about things like this. I guess I was naïve and liberal enough to not think that being gay was an issue. It is who they are and not something that I thought was supposed to be hidden. My past experiences, especially at my own wedding, made me believe that they wanted to be recognized.
Now I feel really stupid that I said anything. I am hoping that the aunts are not offended or mad at me. I also hope that this does not start a wildfire of gossip. Nothing I said was meant to hurt or “out” anyone, and I hope that it doesn’t.