It’s amazing that something like a movie can be so thought provoking. Some friends of ours, an older couple in their early 40’s, kept talking about the movie “The Notebook,” so last night we watched it. It’s a little slow and a little sappy, but the story was absolutely amazing.

It made me realize how very much I love my husband. Of course I’ve always loved him, but last night I remembered all the reasons WHY. I remembered how hard we fought to be together and how we never gave up on what we have.

Some friends of ours are going through a divorce right now and I’m finding it hard not to judge them. It’s hard to understand why marriages go bad. But I’m trying to see the other side of things. Jim and I have such open lines of communication, maybe they don’t? Maybe our marriage works because we’re both still trying to make it work. Maybe marriages fail when one or both people just give up? A working marriage is never something that just happens, it’s something that’s made to happen.

It just solidifies in my mind what I’ve always known in my heart, that I’m never going to let go of this.

This is the part of the movie that says it so well for me.

Well that’s what we do, we fight… You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I’m not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you’re back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.

So what?

So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day.

I know that this has all been pretty mushy, but I wanted to write it down while I had some clarity in my mind on the subject. I want to have this to look back on when Jim is being arrogant or I’m being a pain in the ass. *wink* It’s good to keep written down the things in life that matter most.

Honor told me yesterday that he was going poop, so I rushed him to the bathroom, pulled off his diaper and sat him on the toilet. We arrived just in time for the poop to plop into the toilet. And, after many congratulations, he was done. He hopped off and I wiped him. I flushed the toilet and as the poop swirled around the toilet, we waved bye bye to it. And in true Honor fashion, he air kissed the poop good bye. “Bye poo poo, mwah!”

So Eden picked up a bad word. Tuesday after dance class, she was at my friends house (the one I trade baby-sitting with). They were all walking outside to play in the wading pool when Eden said “Oh, Sh*t.” My friend was shocked and thinking that she couldn’t possibly have heard right, she asked Eden to clarify. And yes, Eden, in fact, did cuss! My friend had a long talk with her and Eden had to sit in time out.

We also talked to Eden that night about saying bad words. She never admitted to us that she had said something. So when Jim had the kids down at the church during band practice, you can imagine his embarrassment when Eden was playing with the microphone and said her new word. (Luckily for Jim, the microphone was turned off!) He asked her, “What did you say?” and she immediately became sheepish.

The funny thing is that it’s a word we NEVER say. I mean, never, ever! If she was going around saying, “Oh, crap,” I’d take full responsibility for that. My mom always admonishes that Eden will say “ass” when we’re at church. I admit, there is a distinct possibility. But this word? It’s just not a word either of us ever say. We’ve been wracking our brains and we can’t come up with anyone/thing who could have taught Eden her new word.

I’m calking this one up to the joys of having a kid who’s too smart for her own good.

I won!! See? See? Here I am at the top of the list! (I won a movie ticket.)

I’m pretty impressed with Blingo now. Especially because it’s just google with benefits!

Here’s the link to sign up and if you win, I win too!

Ever more importantly, Elizabeth, who is a sweet, sweet, sweetie, sent me a fab care package. I’d take a picture of it but the kids have already gotten into all the stuff she sent for them. The started stickering everything with Dora stickers, including us and Jim went to the store with a Dora sticker on his shirt! Luckily he noticed it as he walked in.

She sent me the coolest green fabric ever and now I need to knit another purse so I can line it with the fabric!

Thank you Elizabeth!!

Eden has been enjoying her ballet class so much. Today she called it her pink ballet class because she wore her pink leotard. Last Thursday it was her black ballet class because she was wearing her black leotard. Strangely this morning, she didn’t want to peel herself out of bed when I told here that we were going to go to ballet class. She said, “I just need to take a little rest.” And rolled back over.

We made it though, barely in time. I can’t believe how fast I got Eden to move when I told her we were going to be late for her dance class. Honor of course was as slow as possible. Which leads us to the hardest part of dance class: containing Honor for the VERY long 40 minutes. I’m starting to think that we made a mistake in naming him “Honor,” because it’s very similar to the word “Ornery.”

Here’s Eden with her friend Tasia on the first day of dance.

And the girls with their teacher.

Thanks to my friend Jill who took much better photos than I did.

Monday
Hot dogs, spicy jicama and carrot slaw, baked beans

Tuesday
Cold Thai noodle salad with shredded chicken, carrots, cucumbers and peanut sauce

Wednesday
Turkey sandwiches with avocado and bean sprouts

Thursday
Green Chile smothered burritos

Friday, Saturday
Camping!!! And the weather is really supposed to be nice this time.
We’ll have hamburgers and beef stew. Yum!

Sunday
Something easy like leftover burritos or frozen pizza, we’ll be busy unpacking.

I’m about to give up on ever taking a good picture ever again. Let’s all take a moment of silence for the loss of my Nikon D-70.

*sigh*

I don’t think I ever posted about my ipod(!) though. The ipod fairy felt so bad that I had to give up the camera that he dropped a silver mini in my lap! I love it so much.

So here’s my sock, in poor photo quality.

It was so, so rainy here this weekend that we weren’t able to camp or go to the circus (we even had free tickets) or walk down to the art and jazz festival or do much of anything. We did take our obligatory Friday trip to Target, though, where I continued to drool over the sushi plates and cool oval serving bowls that match my dishes perfectly. Which, because life is always like this, I’m sure, will be gone by the time I have money to purchase them.

AND strangest of all, it was cold here. It’s never cold here in June. It’s never cold here in May!! This has been the absolute strangest weather ever! The low was 45º. I had to dig out all of our winter bedding and clothing. I’m not complaining though, because Saturday night, Jim and I were able to sit out under our gazebo and drink hot chocolate by the fire while it rained. It was almost as nice as camping, especially because we got to sleep in our comfy bed!

Thanks to the weather, I was able to finish my sock and start on it’s mate. We also watched “The Forgotten”, “King Aurthur” and “Alfie”. I give them all a rating of 3.75 stars. Worth watching, but don’t expect too much, well “The Forgotten” was pretty good, I’ll give it a rating of 4 stars.

I also decided that I DO like my ring. I got a slightly better picture of it.

Some times I annoy myself with how picky I am!

Princess Jazz tagged me for this book quiz. I’ll try to answer the questions, but since in my spare time I can either knit or read, you can guess what I choose.

1. Total number of books I’ve owned.
I’m too lazy to go count, but I’ll tell you that my book collection in NO WAY compares to my sisters. Who lives in a teeny, tiny apartment and everywhere you look, there are books and books and books.
2. The last book I bought.
“Chainfire” by Terry Goodkind (I haven’t even read it because I don’t want to be left in suspense until the next book comes out.)
3. The Last Book I read.
my Bible and uuhhh, Weekend Knitting
4. 5 books that mean something to me.
*My Bible – the only book I’ll ever “need”
*”Stitch n Bitch” by Debbie Stoller – this is how I learned to knit, it’s very dear to my heart.
*The whole Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind, I never thought I’d like fantasy books, but I really like this series.
*A breast feeing book that I can’t find at the moment, but it was called something like, “So that’s what they’re for?” It was very influential in my breast feeding efforts.
*”The Visitation” by Frank Peretti. The book in and of itself is just ok, but there are a few parts about corporate church that I always think about, even years after reading the book.

5. Tag 5 people and request they fill this out on their journals.
let me know if you want to be tagged.

I’ll be back in a few to post pics of my first sock! And yes, yes, the menu will be back this week too.

On the way to bed, Eden let out a big, huge burp,

“My mouth tooted.”

I never want to be a blog clique. I always want people to know that they’re welcome here and that I’m interested in the comments they make. That’s why I always try my hardest to reply to each comment. I’m not interested in this website just being all about me or the number of hits I get. (But I do have to say, it’s fun to brag to my husband that my website gets the most hits out of every website on our server. I think deep down he’s actually proud.) I never want it to be at the point that I’m just writing it to write, I’m all about building friendships. I don’t see the internet as a barrier for creating friendships, I see it as an enabler.

So I guess what I was trying to say before, is that I give up on trying to be friends with people who don’t want to be friends with me.

And I neglected to say that I’m so thankful for all of YOU! It just makes my day to open up my email and see that I’ve got comments. I’m also really enjoying getting to know all of you through your blogs too. So if this were a clique, you’d all be in it, but I just think a clique is too exclusive and I’m not about excluding anyone.