Patti

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Mar 282011
 

I finally received my iPad. So maybe now I will have less excuses on why I don’t update often. I’m sure it won’t change much though. I know. I’m bad.

My iPad is quite enjoyable thus far. I definitely have to get used to typing on it. But I’m getting quicker by the minute. It makes my stress level go down a lot, because now I have much less to worry about since my laptop doesn’t work the greatest anymore. And my iPad is going to make my life exponentially easier.

Life still hasn’t returned back to normal without Logan. I don’t believe normal will ever be the same for us. Just a modified version of our reality that none of us like so much. Our vet sent us a sympathy card in the mail today with a copy of Logan’s paw print. It made the tears flow again, but it helps keep the memories of him alive. And that is pretty much the only thing we need. With the exception of him physically being here.

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Jun 162010
 

So I really haven’t taken any good pictures lately.  Maybe I have lost my inspiration.  Who knows, but honestly, they kind of suck.  Oh well.  Here goes, anyway.

So, the reason I haven’t posted in 100 years is mainly because I’ve been sick.  Like I said, last Friday Erik and I went with my friend Jen to get her a new puppy.  The weekend was good.  We didn’t do anything too overly interesting.  I had a bridal shower to go to on Saturday for Brandon’s cousin Kristin (who I’ve actually known since I was probably about 14-15).  I managed to get a couple of shots, but like I said, my pictures suck right now.

Kristin is obviously the one in the coral-ish color.  It was a nice shower, anyway.  : )

Then Saturday night Erik spent the night at Brandon’s mother’s house.  So, we ended up with an unexpected date night.  No plans and an empty house meant that Brandon and I went and got some yummy wine and stuff for ice cream sundaes.  And of course a couple of movies.  Avatar, anyone?  -oh and in case you were wondering, the wine was from Goose Watch and it was Rose of Isabella, totally yummy, we drank the whole bottle

Sunday we spent a quiet evening at home.  I got sick Sunday night, very badly.  My stomach was not doing well – I have a very sensitive stomach to say the least.  After being up till around midnight getting sick I finally passed out.  I did feel a little better Monday, but still ended up laying in bed most of the day.  I wasn’t inspired to write anything that day, or take pictures.  My apologies.

Yesterday though I did take a couple of shots.  Brandon and I have commenced the work we promised we would do over the winter.  As we don’t appear to be the best people at sticking to our words – especially when it involves actually spending money – we didn’t work on the boat at all so we are having to do it now.  Unfortunately, it won’t start, so lots of work must be done.  We haven’t spent any time on the lake this year so far, and it is honestly, just, sad.

Oh silly boat.

When Brandon and I were working on the boat last night, Erik decided he was going to walk Logan.  Ha, I know, right?  So, Logan walked Erik.

Don’t worry, he was fine, promise.

Well as today as been horribly rainy and unexciting, alas, no pictures again, today.  I do however have a few more shots, but, no story to go with them, so just, enjoy.  Even though, honestly, they’re bad.  I’m just warning you now.

Oh – I do have a couple more pictures with a story.  A few weeks ago Ashley asked Erik if he would like some of her pear.  She of course thought he would since the kid likes fruit more than he does candy, or chocolate, or cake, or well, most everything.  Anyway, he said no.  He didn’t like pears.  He of course has never had them.  Typical kid.  Well, when we are the store not that long ago, he decided he liked pears and wanted to buy some.  Again, he had never tried them, but, whatever.  So, he tried them, and guess what?!  He likes them.  Surprised?  Yea, us either.

I had to take pictures for physical evidence, of course.

Alright, I have to go read my Bible.  I finished reading the book I bought on my nook before vacation.  It was called Pillars of the Earth. Very good.  I highly recommend it.

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Rockstar

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Apr 222010
 

Life has been strange for me lately.  I can’t put my finger on it, but I’m overly stressed, and at the same time not caring a whole bunch.  I basically wish I could feel like this.

Erik is good at showing me to just take a minute and enjoy life.  Because there is nothing better than putting a lunch box on your head.  He has also shown me that taking pictures of the beautiful things in life can make your heart feel better.  At least it does with mine.  And without further ado, the beautiful things in our life:

Yes, that’s our beautiful Emma-doodle, and apparently she isn’t very good at posing for the camera.  I have this strange thing with nicknames, and Emma has been bestowed with being a doodle.  It fits her, and Erik is so darn cute when he says it.  I’ve lately been calling Drake Drake-a-potomus.  Yes I know I need to get out more.

We have this stool in the kitchen that I use for pretty much everything since I’m uber short.  Erik thinks it’s the greatest thing in the world actually.  He will do anything to be able to stand on it, even if that includes watching me painstakingly make mashed potatoes.  Oh, and washing our hands.

I’ve never been one of those cry-at-movies type people (sorry I’m bad at transitions…ask my professor).  In fact, I never really cried much at all.  I was always the one to be able to put on the mask…the stone face, and hide my feelings.

That was until my father passed away.  As not too many people read our blog I don’t find opening up about these things to be too intimate, just in case you were wondering.

Ever since my dad passed away, the smallest things make me cry.  And it’s not that I think about him in the moment and I am so overcome with emotion that I start to cry.  I literally cry for no good reason.  I never realized that losing someone in your life, like a parent, can literally change parts of your personality.  I can’t control it, and for the life of me I can’t understand it.

So like I said, life has been rough for me lately.  Everything seems to be a sappy movie that makes me cry.  But, in true Erik fashion, the anthem of our house lately has been So What by P!nk.  Because your house always has to have an anthem.

He likes to run back and forth whilst the song is playing just saying over and over again “Guess what, I’m a rockstar.”  Not wearing pants of course.  Because, well, we are rockstars.

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Apr 202010
 

So today over coffee with a good friend, she decided for me that we need to have more babies.  Oh Tricia, how I love you, but 5 kids?  Yes, she wants 5.  I’m impressed, honestly.  I admire her drive as well.

So for all of those who have been wondering, and yes those are many that wonder, we do want more children.  Most likely just one more child.  But, as I am not the most fertile person ever, fertility treatments have to be undergone to do so (there has been no types of birth control since we moved in together…almost 3 years ago).  At this point in our lives we aren’t really ready to proceed with it … part me wanting to finish at least my undergrad.  Other parts are things like us trying to be responsible and knowing we must move into a much larger house before babies can be thought of.

Then there is that other part of us, well at least for me, thinking about how I’m not getting younger.  If I wait until after I have my first grad degree, I’ll be over 30.  Um.  Whoa.  Over 30.  Erik is also in need of someone else to play with.  I can only hold his attention for so long until he starts acting out because he’s bored.  He has mastered the art of playing alone by making things up and talking to himself as if he was talking to someone else.  Poor kid.  I wish we had other little ones for him to be around more often.

So, well, I guess time will tell.  It will be another couple of years, though.  If we are even able to conceive.  Unluckily, I think this Mannino body won’t be able to house more than one more child.  Having more than 2 c-sections in your lifetime is not a good idea, either.

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