New Year, New Blog Post

I’m really terrible with blogging. Every January I feel the familiar pull of Hey! It’s a new year! Why not start blogging again?

Chances are, I might write a few posts this month and then forget about it. Then the next thing I know, it’ll be January 2016 and I’ll think, oh yeah, I have a blog. I should write something.

Whoa, wait. I just looked and I didn’t write even 1 single blog post in 2014.

So! What’s been up over the past 2 years? Oh, nothing much. Just doing life.

As of now, I have a daughter that is 20. She’s living her life on her own now. She’s got a full time job and big dreams for her future. I love her to pieces.

I have an 18 year old son going through his final year of high school. In 7 short months, he’ll be shipping off to boot camp. I’ve been asked a lot lately how I feel about my son enlisting in the Marine Corp. This isn’t something he decided recently. I’ve had a lot of time to get used to the idea. I’ve been feeling pretty good about it until last night. My cousin came over for dinner and a movie, and to spend a bit more time with us before he leaves for boot camp next week. He’s going into the Air Force. I couldn’t be more proud of him as well. But, I walked out with him to his car, gave him one last hug and watched him drive off into the future. He’s not even my kid and I was a mess. I can’t even begin to imagine what a total wreck I’ll be in July when it IS my own child. For now, I’ll just try and appreciate the last bit of my son’s “childhood,” and yes, I know he’s technically an adult. But, he’s still a high school student and my baby boy. He’s my man-child.

Then there’s the 9 year old. She’s in 4th grade and I’m starting to realize she’s going to be out of elementary school very soon. We only have the rest of this year and next. What? How? When… oh man. The days are long but the years are short. Too short.

Jason and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary in September. Come July, we will have been together 15 years. I’m still crazy about him.

So yeah. That’s about it. I can’t think of any other things to share right now. If I don’t make it back here until January 2016 allow me to say, Happy Easter, 4th of July, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas!


Jessalyn at (almost) 4 years old


I took my “baby” girl to the Dr. yesterday for a well check. Due to the craziness of Jason losing his job just before her birthday last year, we never made her 3 year well check appointment. Since I had been trying to get her into a specific preschool program (which I’m not really going to discuss here), I knew she needed to have a physical.

I’ve suspected she’s on the tall side, but since the kids her age that she plays with here are short for their ages, I wasn’t sure how she compared. Then when I took her to the preschool playdate, I noticed she was one of the tallest kids in the classroom.

Yesterday, I found out where she fits in the curve.

She’s 41 3/4″ tall
She’s 40 lbs.
She turns 4 on August 25.

Dr. M. said she’s in the 90th percentile for height and weight. That means she’s taller than 90% of kids her age. Dr. M.  plays this little guessing game giving you a general idea of how tall your child is going to be. He said from the get-go that she’ll probably be 5’7″ plus a little. Something like 5’7.75 ” I thought this was impossible because for the first few years of her life, she was in something like the 5th percentile. She was small. She was always a year behind on clothing sizes. All of a sudden, she turned 3, wore 3T clothes for a few months before quickly outgrowing them and going into a 4T. The 4T pants are getting too short for her too. So yesterday he looked over her chart and said she was on track to hit that 5’7″ prediction.

My oldest daughter is 14 and she’s 5’4″ (and all leg.) She has another 3/4″ until she’s as tall as me. Won’t be long until she’s looking down at me.

My son, well he’s still short. One of the shortest boys in his class, but he’s not even 13 yet. I have no doubt that he’ll be passing me up in no time at all. I get to be the family shorty. The funny thing is I’m average. I’m not particularly short. Being surrounded by all these tall people is going to b e a serious blow to my ego. I’m sure they’ll make fun of me the way my 6’3″ husband does.

Beautiful Day

I love the 4th of July. It’s my 3rd favorite holiday, right behind Halloween and Christmas. The funny thing is Jason and I rarely do much for it. Another thing is we just never know what the weather will be like. Some years it’s cold, others blazing hot. This year the weather was darn near perfect. It was in the mid to upper 80’s and had been for a few days. That gave the pool time to warm up, and what better way to celebrate than with a BBQ and a pool party?

Instead of writing all about it, I figured I’d show you snippets of our day. Hope you enjoy the pictures.










Can’t wait to do it again next year!