Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Celebrating life....

Hello Dearies....


Happy Impossible Astronaut Day! Are you wearing your tally marks?

Today is my day off. I plan on getting as much of my housework done as I can so I can enjoy tomorrow. (also my day off!)

Saturday was a day of mixed feelings for me. My grandma's memorial was rough on me. I had to sit there and watch my daddy and niece #1 crying. The Boy started crying and I lost it. I was trying to be strong for my family.

I didn't tell the Fruitians what was going on until we were almost to the church. Partly a parenting fail, and partly self preservation skills. Midget would have been a wreck all week, if I had told her. They still don't really understand death. 

When my family gets together for a funeral, we cry and mourn. But we also laugh and tell silly stories and remember the good times. 

This was also a day for hugging cousins I haven't seen in about 10 years. 


                                                    
Here we are. All of the Beyes kids!


Damn that's a good looking bunch! I'm there in the back. Standing up 2 steps so I could be close the their height! I'm the shortest blood related adult on this side. And yes, every last one of them makes sure I know that.
I love this group so much! They are all so important to me.


On the home front, things are going pretty good for the most part. The Boy and I are thinking about looking for another job. I'm not too sure about it yet. I know what I'm doing and what I can get away with at Burger Hell. A change would be nice, but still....

The Fruitains are doing great in school. Midget is a C away from A Honor Roll. Bird is getting excited over the Special Olympics coming up. This will be Midget's first time joining him. 

I got great news from our property manager. We get the next downstairs apartment that comes open. That means moving away from the insane drunken neighbor! The next day a woman that lives downstairs told Chief that she was moving in the next few weeks! It's only downstairs and around the corner, but it's downstairs! No more steps. No more insane drunken neighbor. No more leaky bathtubs. And MiL and the Parental Figures will be able to come visit. Ok, so that just means I have to keep the Hut clean(er). Chief will be able to walk to tiny Tink, so no more trails of puppy pads for the cats to try and bury. I'll also have to keep a very close eye on the cats. I don't want them to streak out the door. I'm also going to have to keep my shades closed!

I've been working on an afghan for about a month or so now. I've gotten it about half done or so. I can't wait to finish it! It's going to be beautiful thrown over the back of my chair! I have plans for a new one in blues, and another in purples. I just have to sneak the yarn in past Chief. (he's going to yell at me when he reads that)

My crocheting doesn't bother him. It's all the balls of yarn stashed through the house. They are everywhere! I love yarn! Hello my name is Madwoman....I'm a yarn addict. 

So with my 22nd birthday coming up (shut up I can be 22 if I want) please send yarn!




Saturday, April 6, 2013

1825

Hello dearies....

Things are still crazy with the Tribe. We got through Easter and the Sibling's birthdays.
                                                        
                                                           Chief and the Fruitians. 

Aren't they amazing? I wish we could have had Squealer on Easter. One of these days I'll get the whole Tribe together for pictures. 

I love this little group so much. Midget looked like a little princess. Bird was so handsome in his tie. (Even if he acted like he was choking all day) The Boy isn't a boy anymore. He's an incredible man. And Chief....I must have been a saint in a past life. I'm not sure how I got so lucky to be able to wake up to this gorgeous man everyday. 

So my blog is titled 1825. That is the number of days Chief and I will have been together tomorrow. Tomorrow is our 5th anniversary.

At this time 5 years ago I was waiting for what I thought was a one night stand to show up. I had been on this site called Fubar. I had made several friends on that page. But one day a guy the lived 30 miles from me sent me a friends request. He was a very good looking man. Bald with brown eyes! Just my type. So I accepted his request and we chatted back and forth for a few days. He asked for my number and I gave it to him. When I answered that call, I swear my hearty skipped a beat. That deep voice! I was hooked I wanted to meet him. I wasn't in a good place in my life at that time. I didn't think I'd ever find a man that I'd like let alone fall in love with. Mace and I talked on the phone for hours. He definitely  wasn't like any of the other guys I had met. 

I invited Mace out to "visit" one night. When he walked in  my door I believed in love at first sight! Here was this gorgeous man standing in my bedroom, and I knew I never wanted him to walked out my door. We never really dated. Within 2 weeks he pretty much had moved in and my "I'll never fall in love" went right out the door. This is now the longest one night stand in history.

I'm so lucky! I have an amazing man, 5 awesome kids, the cutest grand baby ever and a new one on the way. I couldn't ask for more. 

The only thing I could ask for right now is to watch Doctor Who and snuggle....oh and more yarn for my afghan. (I ran out)


                                                          
Happy anniversary Gorgeous!
I heart your whole head!