Conversation with Chase this afternoon:
Chase: Hey Mom
Me: Hey Buddy
Chase: How was your day Mommy?
Me: Ok…Yours?
Chase: Good…Mommy, What’s for supper?
I knew the sweetness was a trap!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
The Family Tree
Yesterday, I was informed that one of my great uncles had passed away. I have not seen him in many years, as he does not live around here. Over dinner last night, I was telling Sheldon about his passing and how he was related to me. I got some confusing looks from Chase.
He waited until Sheldon and I stopped talking and then he asked me in so many words, how was I, he, related to so many different people, why did I talk about step people, etc.
Wow...that is such a hard question. Truth is I must have one of the most sorted families I know of. Sheldon teases me, but last night, he tried to explain his family tree, I got pretty lost pretty quickly. Sheldon's father was adopted. He had 3 blood siblings. He had 4 siblings in his adoptive family. Sheldon has met all his "true" aunts and uncles, and actually spent a lot of time with them growing up. Sheldon is very close to his cousins from his dad's adoptive family. Sheldon's mom has 3 sisters and a brother. I have never been clear on how many cousins he has on that side.
My dad's family, well, I mean his siblings and parents. My dad has one brother and a twin sister. I have 3 cousins on that side. These 3 cousins now have 4 kids amongst them.
My dad has been married three times, providing me with a total of 3 step sisters, and one step brother, also providing me with 7 step nieces.
I have one brother, and a niece from his first marriage. (Who is the apple of my eye)
My mom had 6 siblings. I have 12 cousins. Between the twelve cousins as well as my brother and I, there are ultimately 13 great grandchildren.
My mom remarried after my dad, I have a step-sister and a step-brother, I have one step-nephew from the step brother.
When I add all these up...oh my lord. I am related to....omg....47 people, with only about 4-5 of these that live far away...far away means 1-3 hours away. This of course is not including the my second cousins and their children. Everyone else lives in the same town. I live in a small town...I guess now I realize why every time we go some where we see someone that I talk to, the kids always ask me, how do you know them? I say, I am related, they ask, how? I give them a look, and usually say it is a long story. Which it is...a reeeeeaaaaallllyyyy long story.
He waited until Sheldon and I stopped talking and then he asked me in so many words, how was I, he, related to so many different people, why did I talk about step people, etc.
Wow...that is such a hard question. Truth is I must have one of the most sorted families I know of. Sheldon teases me, but last night, he tried to explain his family tree, I got pretty lost pretty quickly. Sheldon's father was adopted. He had 3 blood siblings. He had 4 siblings in his adoptive family. Sheldon has met all his "true" aunts and uncles, and actually spent a lot of time with them growing up. Sheldon is very close to his cousins from his dad's adoptive family. Sheldon's mom has 3 sisters and a brother. I have never been clear on how many cousins he has on that side.
My dad's family, well, I mean his siblings and parents. My dad has one brother and a twin sister. I have 3 cousins on that side. These 3 cousins now have 4 kids amongst them.
My dad has been married three times, providing me with a total of 3 step sisters, and one step brother, also providing me with 7 step nieces.
I have one brother, and a niece from his first marriage. (Who is the apple of my eye)
My mom had 6 siblings. I have 12 cousins. Between the twelve cousins as well as my brother and I, there are ultimately 13 great grandchildren.
My mom remarried after my dad, I have a step-sister and a step-brother, I have one step-nephew from the step brother.
When I add all these up...oh my lord. I am related to....omg....47 people, with only about 4-5 of these that live far away...far away means 1-3 hours away. This of course is not including the my second cousins and their children. Everyone else lives in the same town. I live in a small town...I guess now I realize why every time we go some where we see someone that I talk to, the kids always ask me, how do you know them? I say, I am related, they ask, how? I give them a look, and usually say it is a long story. Which it is...a reeeeeaaaaallllyyyy long story.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wow it has been days and days since I last posted. I know something had to be going on at some point over the last week and a half. Let me think...
I have managed to get out of going to our State Fair. Chase and Mackenzie both got to go with friends of theirs. This made me really happy, since I really hate the crowd. I use to really like things like that, but not so much now. Not to mention that you can go through so much money there. I was told that one ride cost about $5.00 each. Food is priced ridiculously high. I sent money with each child so I did not get out completely free, but I am positive that if Sheldon and I would have gone as well, the money spent would have been scary. You see, we would have to get a funnel cake, a roasted corn on the cob, or two, candy apples, cotton candy, plate of fries, maybe a slice of pizza, at least 2-3 drinks, and probably we would have had to try the new rage, deep fried snickers bars, or deep fried Twinkies. We would have walked away from the fair fat, half sick from eating so much...and completely broke.
Sheldon also hates being in a crowd, I mean really hates it. He gets a bit grumpy. Okay, not just a bit, he gets really grumpy. He, being a police officer, sees things I would never notice. He isn't able to do what most people can do, which is leave his job at work. He is constantly "looking."
This past Saturday, I spent the day with my two step-sisters, and two of my step-nieces. It was great seeing them, as I haven't seen one step-sister and my nieces in a long time, and when I had seem them, it was never all together. It was so nice to hang out all together. I realized how much I missed us being together. That afternoon/evening one of my nieces had a Union Ceremony. I met her partner, who was really great. The ceremony was really nice. C seems very happy, so I am very happy for her. One other great part of the day was I got to be behind my camera a lot. I love taking pictures so much, when I am doing so, I always wonder why I do not do it more often.
My brother is at Firearms Instructor School for the NC Highway Patrol. He was on a shooting team for years with the police department he was on before going to the Highway Patrol. He was first in our state at one point. Getting accepted to this school was a big deal, and once accepted, you still was not guaranteed anything. The first day there was several exercises that you had to complete and if you did not do almost perfectly on them, you went home. I talked to him late afternoon, he was relieved and nervous. He had made it through the daytime shooting, they gave him a break for supper then he had to go to night time shooting. He called me around 9pm, very excited, he had made it through.
Sheldon is going tomorrow to speak to the city council about pay increases for law enforcement officers. Sheldon is a very composed man, let me just tell you tonight, he is not so composed. He is stressed. Very stressed. I know he will, as always, do a great job. I can tell him that, but really? I have never had to stand in front of city officials and fight for the city officers. I would be pretty "un-composed" as well. I am always so proud of him and his accomplishments. He has done so well with his career.
I must go now, he needs to read his speech...cause 142 times is just not enough.
I have managed to get out of going to our State Fair. Chase and Mackenzie both got to go with friends of theirs. This made me really happy, since I really hate the crowd. I use to really like things like that, but not so much now. Not to mention that you can go through so much money there. I was told that one ride cost about $5.00 each. Food is priced ridiculously high. I sent money with each child so I did not get out completely free, but I am positive that if Sheldon and I would have gone as well, the money spent would have been scary. You see, we would have to get a funnel cake, a roasted corn on the cob, or two, candy apples, cotton candy, plate of fries, maybe a slice of pizza, at least 2-3 drinks, and probably we would have had to try the new rage, deep fried snickers bars, or deep fried Twinkies. We would have walked away from the fair fat, half sick from eating so much...and completely broke.
Sheldon also hates being in a crowd, I mean really hates it. He gets a bit grumpy. Okay, not just a bit, he gets really grumpy. He, being a police officer, sees things I would never notice. He isn't able to do what most people can do, which is leave his job at work. He is constantly "looking."
This past Saturday, I spent the day with my two step-sisters, and two of my step-nieces. It was great seeing them, as I haven't seen one step-sister and my nieces in a long time, and when I had seem them, it was never all together. It was so nice to hang out all together. I realized how much I missed us being together. That afternoon/evening one of my nieces had a Union Ceremony. I met her partner, who was really great. The ceremony was really nice. C seems very happy, so I am very happy for her. One other great part of the day was I got to be behind my camera a lot. I love taking pictures so much, when I am doing so, I always wonder why I do not do it more often.
My brother is at Firearms Instructor School for the NC Highway Patrol. He was on a shooting team for years with the police department he was on before going to the Highway Patrol. He was first in our state at one point. Getting accepted to this school was a big deal, and once accepted, you still was not guaranteed anything. The first day there was several exercises that you had to complete and if you did not do almost perfectly on them, you went home. I talked to him late afternoon, he was relieved and nervous. He had made it through the daytime shooting, they gave him a break for supper then he had to go to night time shooting. He called me around 9pm, very excited, he had made it through.
Sheldon is going tomorrow to speak to the city council about pay increases for law enforcement officers. Sheldon is a very composed man, let me just tell you tonight, he is not so composed. He is stressed. Very stressed. I know he will, as always, do a great job. I can tell him that, but really? I have never had to stand in front of city officials and fight for the city officers. I would be pretty "un-composed" as well. I am always so proud of him and his accomplishments. He has done so well with his career.
I must go now, he needs to read his speech...cause 142 times is just not enough.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Saturday Stuff
Do you know what happens when little girls go to lock ins (sleep over) at the dance studio? Well, let me tell you. They get dropped off at 7:30 pm, and get picked up at 9:00 am. During these 14 hours they play, dance, gossip...I am sure since that is what girls do, and they don't sleep. 8 year old little girls really need their beauty sleep. Today, I figured out what the term "beauty sleep" really means. It may mean that when girls don't sleep they look tired, which is not always attractive, but I think the real meaning is, the opposite of beauty...ugly. No sleep for 8 year olds means they can give really "ugly" looks, they can have "ugly" thoughts, they think everyone else is being "ugly"...until...they are MADE to lay down and nap. Napping is good. The only bad thing about napping is the first 30 minutes after they wake up, they are more unbearable than before they laid down, making you doubt your decision to MAKE them take a nap.
Chase had a friend come over today. We had heard lots about his friend. Chase really has became really good friends with him. Chase has been begging to have a friend come over for some time now. We picked L up after he finished his baseball game. Before we got half way home, I had realized why Chase liked him. He is a good kid. He is also very funny. Chase is very funny...the two of them play off each other making them freaking hilarious.
This nap I spoke of only happened because I made Mac lay down in my bed, knowing that if she laid in her bed there would be many distractions and she would remain in her state of illness. I told her she had to at least lay down with me for one show on tv...30 minutes long. Mommies know everything right?? Well, I knew if she got still, I would win and she would be asleep long before the 30 minute show ended. The only problem with this was I had to lay down with her, to keep her from feeling like she was missing anything...which resulted in me being still for 30 minutes...which then resulted in me falling asleep too.
During our little nap, Sheldon supervised the boys. I woke up, or sort of heard while I was sleeping, lots of laughing, a nerf battery operated machine gun, lots of running, some yelling...they were having a blast. I had a small dilema when I decided to get up. If I opened my bedroom door, Mac would surely be woken up by all the chaos. Not good. I very easily slid out of bed, waited by my bedroom door until I knew the machine gun needed reloaded, then I very quickly opened the door and shut it as quietly as I could. Whew...she was still snoozing!!
One of the reasons L was here was because Chase wanted him to go to church with us tonight. I think they had fun. This church we are visiting has the feeling that if the kids are having lots of fun they will not burn out and perhaps continue going to church as adults. (Which is exactly what happened to me, church was pretty boring and I was made to go, so when I became an adult...I did not go, or when I did it was so sporadic) They strongly urge all the kids to go to different clubs. In the clubs they have small discussions, then they are let loose to have as much fun as possible. For example, the room Chase goes to has many x-boxes in it. I think (since it is not really cool for Mom's to go in there) that there is lots of things in there that is cool. Mackenzie class has video games too, lots of floor games, a big screen where they watch music videos and dance crazily, there is a fully stocked snack bar, with free snacks...and by the way, I know this because I have been allowed to walk in there, apparently 3rd graders still want their mommies to walk them in. Mac had fun tonight, as did Chase and L. They were all very excited...translated to very wild when we got into the van to leave.
Sheldon and I really like this church as well, which I mentioned in an earlier post, is very big for us, since in our 17 years of being together, (marriage and dating) church was awkward for us. We just did not seem to relate to any church's ways. I have went to the church we had joined for many years. Oddly, I mostly went just for the Sunday school class. I honestly did not "feel" the sermons there. So, for once, Sheldon and I feel like we have found somewhere that is going to work for us. The kids are happy and we really like the services. This is a very, very contemporary church. The music is awesome, the preacher is a phenomenal speaker. I have looked forward to going back all week. I feel like that will probably be the case this week as well.
Can I tell you how great it feels for us to all like something at the same thing at the same time...
Chase had a friend come over today. We had heard lots about his friend. Chase really has became really good friends with him. Chase has been begging to have a friend come over for some time now. We picked L up after he finished his baseball game. Before we got half way home, I had realized why Chase liked him. He is a good kid. He is also very funny. Chase is very funny...the two of them play off each other making them freaking hilarious.
This nap I spoke of only happened because I made Mac lay down in my bed, knowing that if she laid in her bed there would be many distractions and she would remain in her state of illness. I told her she had to at least lay down with me for one show on tv...30 minutes long. Mommies know everything right?? Well, I knew if she got still, I would win and she would be asleep long before the 30 minute show ended. The only problem with this was I had to lay down with her, to keep her from feeling like she was missing anything...which resulted in me being still for 30 minutes...which then resulted in me falling asleep too.
During our little nap, Sheldon supervised the boys. I woke up, or sort of heard while I was sleeping, lots of laughing, a nerf battery operated machine gun, lots of running, some yelling...they were having a blast. I had a small dilema when I decided to get up. If I opened my bedroom door, Mac would surely be woken up by all the chaos. Not good. I very easily slid out of bed, waited by my bedroom door until I knew the machine gun needed reloaded, then I very quickly opened the door and shut it as quietly as I could. Whew...she was still snoozing!!
One of the reasons L was here was because Chase wanted him to go to church with us tonight. I think they had fun. This church we are visiting has the feeling that if the kids are having lots of fun they will not burn out and perhaps continue going to church as adults. (Which is exactly what happened to me, church was pretty boring and I was made to go, so when I became an adult...I did not go, or when I did it was so sporadic) They strongly urge all the kids to go to different clubs. In the clubs they have small discussions, then they are let loose to have as much fun as possible. For example, the room Chase goes to has many x-boxes in it. I think (since it is not really cool for Mom's to go in there) that there is lots of things in there that is cool. Mackenzie class has video games too, lots of floor games, a big screen where they watch music videos and dance crazily, there is a fully stocked snack bar, with free snacks...and by the way, I know this because I have been allowed to walk in there, apparently 3rd graders still want their mommies to walk them in. Mac had fun tonight, as did Chase and L. They were all very excited...translated to very wild when we got into the van to leave.
Sheldon and I really like this church as well, which I mentioned in an earlier post, is very big for us, since in our 17 years of being together, (marriage and dating) church was awkward for us. We just did not seem to relate to any church's ways. I have went to the church we had joined for many years. Oddly, I mostly went just for the Sunday school class. I honestly did not "feel" the sermons there. So, for once, Sheldon and I feel like we have found somewhere that is going to work for us. The kids are happy and we really like the services. This is a very, very contemporary church. The music is awesome, the preacher is a phenomenal speaker. I have looked forward to going back all week. I feel like that will probably be the case this week as well.
Can I tell you how great it feels for us to all like something at the same thing at the same time...
Friday, October 10, 2008
Proud, I am A Proud Momma
I have had two incidents this week where I thought, wow, that is my child...wow! Let me explain.
I will start with Chase: Everyone knows how much anxiety Chase has experienced about school. It has been a really hard transition for him. Chase really struggles with reading. Because of this his self esteem is really low. I think that this fact has contributed to his anxiety about school. Never having a textbook before, and being handed four (one for each core class) all being at least one and a half inch thick...this is pretty overwhelming for him.
Anyway, Sheldon and I decided since one-he was still struggling at home with the anxiety, and two-because there was a schedule mix up we did not have a chance to meet his teachers, that we would have a conference with his team-this includes his four core teachers and his inclusion teacher (she is in some of his classes, she helps him when he needs it, as well as a few other kids, but because she works with different groups consisting of the inclusion students and other kids he does not know she is providing services for him)
So we meet with the five of them. We first explain to them the concerns we have had with his anxiety level, then we explained that we certainly knew he was an 11 year old boy and he would not be perfect, but asked that they remember his anxiety if they had to discipline him. Our concern is that if something happens in any class, the rest of the day he would be so anxious that there would not be any comprehension. His teachers were so understanding, and told us that they had seen the look on his face when he was nervous and they had all found ways to reassure him. It made me feel good that they had taken the time to recognize this and was taking the time address it with him.
Okay, on to the proud moment part. Each teacher took turns to tell us how he was doing in class. Four teachers repeated one by one that Chase is very well behaved, he is a hard worker, he is outgoing, he participates in class discussions, he is responsible, he has lots of friends, he seems to be a leader and not a follower...and then...his Science teacher told us his average in her class was a high B, his Math teacher tells us that his average in her class is 100-an A, his Social Studies teacher told us that his average in his class is 100-A, and then Literature Arts...100-A. My son, the one who has struggled, he is in typical classrooms and his lowest grade is an 87! We are so proud of him.
Mackenzie: I had a pretty bad day on Thursday, personally. Mackenzie had dance until 7:45pm. I grabbed a bite to eat after work and went straight there. I have found that watching her class on Thursday nights really makes me relaxed, and happy. Who would not be...10 or so little girls, all wearing pink tights, black leotards, messy little pony tails, standing at the bars, practicing delicate ballet moves. It has to be one of the cutest things I have seen in a very long time. The soft voice of her teacher calling out different positions, the little ballerinas all in sync with each other, looking so serious. Somehow, all the stress of the day was suddenly gone. I realized as I was driving over to the studio that this had actually became one of my favorite times of the week. I was ashamed that earlier that day I was pouting because the time of this class was really interfering with my evening routines.
Both Mackenzie and Chase are really making us proud. They are really good kids, even though they are...well...rotten kids.
I will start with Chase: Everyone knows how much anxiety Chase has experienced about school. It has been a really hard transition for him. Chase really struggles with reading. Because of this his self esteem is really low. I think that this fact has contributed to his anxiety about school. Never having a textbook before, and being handed four (one for each core class) all being at least one and a half inch thick...this is pretty overwhelming for him.
Anyway, Sheldon and I decided since one-he was still struggling at home with the anxiety, and two-because there was a schedule mix up we did not have a chance to meet his teachers, that we would have a conference with his team-this includes his four core teachers and his inclusion teacher (she is in some of his classes, she helps him when he needs it, as well as a few other kids, but because she works with different groups consisting of the inclusion students and other kids he does not know she is providing services for him)
So we meet with the five of them. We first explain to them the concerns we have had with his anxiety level, then we explained that we certainly knew he was an 11 year old boy and he would not be perfect, but asked that they remember his anxiety if they had to discipline him. Our concern is that if something happens in any class, the rest of the day he would be so anxious that there would not be any comprehension. His teachers were so understanding, and told us that they had seen the look on his face when he was nervous and they had all found ways to reassure him. It made me feel good that they had taken the time to recognize this and was taking the time address it with him.
Okay, on to the proud moment part. Each teacher took turns to tell us how he was doing in class. Four teachers repeated one by one that Chase is very well behaved, he is a hard worker, he is outgoing, he participates in class discussions, he is responsible, he has lots of friends, he seems to be a leader and not a follower...and then...his Science teacher told us his average in her class was a high B, his Math teacher tells us that his average in her class is 100-an A, his Social Studies teacher told us that his average in his class is 100-A, and then Literature Arts...100-A. My son, the one who has struggled, he is in typical classrooms and his lowest grade is an 87! We are so proud of him.
Mackenzie: I had a pretty bad day on Thursday, personally. Mackenzie had dance until 7:45pm. I grabbed a bite to eat after work and went straight there. I have found that watching her class on Thursday nights really makes me relaxed, and happy. Who would not be...10 or so little girls, all wearing pink tights, black leotards, messy little pony tails, standing at the bars, practicing delicate ballet moves. It has to be one of the cutest things I have seen in a very long time. The soft voice of her teacher calling out different positions, the little ballerinas all in sync with each other, looking so serious. Somehow, all the stress of the day was suddenly gone. I realized as I was driving over to the studio that this had actually became one of my favorite times of the week. I was ashamed that earlier that day I was pouting because the time of this class was really interfering with my evening routines.
Both Mackenzie and Chase are really making us proud. They are really good kids, even though they are...well...rotten kids.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Our Weekend!
It miss you, my readers often. I ride down the road and think, hey, I want to tell my fellow bloggers about this, or I compose a blog in my head. (Yes, I admit I am a blogger addict.)
But, just as I call a friend of a family member to tell them something, they answer the phone and I have forgotten what I called for, I cannot recall these things previous prewritten in my head blogs now that I am here typing.
It has been a week since I blogged, so let me think. Sheldon was off Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. His back was still bothering him, so his mood was still "altered." I had to go to our Raleigh location on Tuesday to work, which was a pain just because of the drive, but it was good seeing all my co-workers that I don't get to see often. Chase had a bad day at school on Wednesday, making the evening not so good. Thursday I had dinner with D2, then went to watch Kenz at dance. Friday was Friday, thank goodness. Sheldon had to work Thursday and Friday and both days were really bad. A really bad day for a police officer is so much different than a bad day for some one in sales, like myself. He had taken Saturday and Sunday off so we could have a late anniversary weekend. Mackenzie also had dance convention she had to attend Friday night and Saturday.
We had two highlights for this weekend. The first one was we were invited to a local church for a Saturday night service. Let me back up for a second. Sheldon and I have been members of a church that is just down the road from our house. This was the church that we were married in, both of my children and myself were baptized there, my previous pastor was very special to me, which led me to ask him to conduct my mother's funeral, and she is buried in the church cemetery. For all these reasons, I felt like I was "obligated" for lack of better words, to stay there.
I had often times looked at other couples and wish Sheldon and I went to church together. For many years the only time Sheldon went with me was Christmas Eve services.
Saturday night we went to visit a new church. (Okay, so yes, I sort of worked the fact that the series starting was making your marriage sizzle, it was called HOT) We went, the kids too, and we ALL really enjoyed it. (Chase has taken after his father, and really did not want to go to church, and since he has such a hard time at school, another day of reading, memorizing, and learning was just a little more than he wanted) There was a class for Mac's age, that she loved. There was a group for Chase's age, which he loved, and Sheldon really liked the band, (very comtemp. church) and he like the preacher/message. I was so happy when Sheldon, then Mac, then Chase, at different times, asked if we could go back next week. It makes me soooo happy that Sheldon and I might be on the road to going to church together. Another plus is this weekend was the kick off to their new Saturday night service. For some reason, Saturday night seems more workable than Sunday mornings for us. I am happy. Very happy.
The second thing good about this weekend was thanks to my bestest friend in the whole wide world, my husband and I went on a date. Okay, the only time we could do it was Sunday afternoon, but I was willing to get any time alone with him. And Sheldon won so many points...really. He took me to see "Nights in Rodanthe." I am a huge Nicolas Sparks fan. I have read everything he has written. I also like that everything he writes is based in North Carolina. (off the subject again!!) So Sheldon takes me to see this, and let me just say, MAJOR CHICK FLICK. This is big for shoot-em up, beat their butt, blood and gore, etc man. He sighed a few times, and even looked bored once or twice but I still was so happy he took me. To make matters worse, he was ONE of THREE men in the theatre. And then, just to add a little salt to his wound, some ladies sat behind us, yeah, they were his aunt and cousin. They have always known how MANLY he is and so not the chick flick type.
I felt very special and lucky. He is so sweet to me. And the movie...pretty good!
But, just as I call a friend of a family member to tell them something, they answer the phone and I have forgotten what I called for, I cannot recall these things previous prewritten in my head blogs now that I am here typing.
It has been a week since I blogged, so let me think. Sheldon was off Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. His back was still bothering him, so his mood was still "altered." I had to go to our Raleigh location on Tuesday to work, which was a pain just because of the drive, but it was good seeing all my co-workers that I don't get to see often. Chase had a bad day at school on Wednesday, making the evening not so good. Thursday I had dinner with D2, then went to watch Kenz at dance. Friday was Friday, thank goodness. Sheldon had to work Thursday and Friday and both days were really bad. A really bad day for a police officer is so much different than a bad day for some one in sales, like myself. He had taken Saturday and Sunday off so we could have a late anniversary weekend. Mackenzie also had dance convention she had to attend Friday night and Saturday.
We had two highlights for this weekend. The first one was we were invited to a local church for a Saturday night service. Let me back up for a second. Sheldon and I have been members of a church that is just down the road from our house. This was the church that we were married in, both of my children and myself were baptized there, my previous pastor was very special to me, which led me to ask him to conduct my mother's funeral, and she is buried in the church cemetery. For all these reasons, I felt like I was "obligated" for lack of better words, to stay there.
I had often times looked at other couples and wish Sheldon and I went to church together. For many years the only time Sheldon went with me was Christmas Eve services.
Saturday night we went to visit a new church. (Okay, so yes, I sort of worked the fact that the series starting was making your marriage sizzle, it was called HOT) We went, the kids too, and we ALL really enjoyed it. (Chase has taken after his father, and really did not want to go to church, and since he has such a hard time at school, another day of reading, memorizing, and learning was just a little more than he wanted) There was a class for Mac's age, that she loved. There was a group for Chase's age, which he loved, and Sheldon really liked the band, (very comtemp. church) and he like the preacher/message. I was so happy when Sheldon, then Mac, then Chase, at different times, asked if we could go back next week. It makes me soooo happy that Sheldon and I might be on the road to going to church together. Another plus is this weekend was the kick off to their new Saturday night service. For some reason, Saturday night seems more workable than Sunday mornings for us. I am happy. Very happy.
The second thing good about this weekend was thanks to my bestest friend in the whole wide world, my husband and I went on a date. Okay, the only time we could do it was Sunday afternoon, but I was willing to get any time alone with him. And Sheldon won so many points...really. He took me to see "Nights in Rodanthe." I am a huge Nicolas Sparks fan. I have read everything he has written. I also like that everything he writes is based in North Carolina. (off the subject again!!) So Sheldon takes me to see this, and let me just say, MAJOR CHICK FLICK. This is big for shoot-em up, beat their butt, blood and gore, etc man. He sighed a few times, and even looked bored once or twice but I still was so happy he took me. To make matters worse, he was ONE of THREE men in the theatre. And then, just to add a little salt to his wound, some ladies sat behind us, yeah, they were his aunt and cousin. They have always known how MANLY he is and so not the chick flick type.
I felt very special and lucky. He is so sweet to me. And the movie...pretty good!
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