ME DAY!

Today I celebrated the annual ME DAY! Ok, so this is sometimes a semi-annual event, but none the less a very important day. My in-laws had given me a gift certificate for a massage, mani, and pedi for my birthday, so I figured what a better time than on ME DAY to use it! I took the boys to ASI gymnastics for the day, which is a blog in itself, and off I went.





SIDEBAR- I had signed the boys up for a day at ASI a few weeks ago and then changed my mind and canceled. All of this took place two days before they were to go. Apparently the moment you sign them up they charge you. If you cancel the only thing you get is credit to come again. FOR REAL!?! Oh well I knew I would use it at some point. They got me hook-line-and-sinker!





BACK TO ME DAY- My massage started at 10:00am! It was the best massage I have ever had in my life. I love Theresa at Firewheel!! As I rolled out relaxed as can be I had a few minutes to spare so I shopped the $7 racks at New York and Co. Massage and shopping, can the day get any better? About noon I headed north to my next stop...the OB/GYN! (screech...fun stops) I met my new doctor, Dr. Garner. He is quick witted and talks about 100mph. All and All it was pretty painless! Then I was back to Firewheel Salon for the rest of my gift certificate! Yes, sandwiched right in the middle of a nice relaxing soiled day was a PAP Smear! Man I can not understand why no one wants to come to my parties! ME DAY is so fun?!?!? I did the mani/pedi thing and that was very nice. I finished the day off with an eyebrow wax, OUCH! I did however, deny the upper lip wax. Have you ever done that? HOLY COW! That is worse than childbirth! Been there done that and will only do it with drugs, lots of them! As far as I know there is no epidural for your lip. (lol- that is making me giggle just to think about it!!)


Good Night ME DAY! See you in a year! By the way I would strongly recommend making a day out of your yearly exam, it really lightened the blow!

(Here are my pretty toes all ready for Mexico! We leave in 4 days!!)

(Yes, they are purple!)

Big Changes

So here I sit, lonely and lacking in adult conversation today. It is 11:29 and the only personal adult conversation I have had is with my friend Kelley for about 15 minutes today. It is killing me! I love my boys to death and we have had a big day today, but it just does not compare to the "grown-up time" I have with Bill when they are not around. I feel so selfish when I complain so please do not be offended, I just like to talk to grown-ups sometimes. I think that is a good thing!
Today we dove head first into our BIG "Daddy's-gone-now-what Project!" Tyler has decided that he is too big to share a room with his little brother anymore. He wants out, he wants independence, and freedom! Personally I can not blame him, I loved all of those things growing up (still do, kinda). I knew that Bill would want us to wait until he got home, so it became our big secret. I needed to clean out the playroom anyway so it seemed as good of a time as any. I took the boys to Art and Worship Camp this morning and headed back to begin purging the playroom! Can I just say that Mc Donald's should be sued for giving away so many useless toys that junk up my house! I got to the point that if it even looked like a happy meal toy I was throwing it away. Not even Goodwill needs that! So for about three hours I worked my way through dress-up clothes (old Halloween costumes), Rescue Heroes (only had 1 billion of those), and of course the countless little toys from who knows where. None of which my boys have even touched in two years. It was a bit emotional at times, but I quickly got over that. By the time I picked up the boys I was knee deep in garbage bags. They were amazed and could never imagine that Tyler would even be able to sleep in there tonight. So work we did, Travis is the best little worker man God has ever made!!! He would carry shelves out and lug bags to the hallway without complaint. Tyler on the other hand will make a great boss someday! He would check in periodically move a few things around and then disappear. Now keep in mind this is all being done for him! That's my boy! By 9:00pm a mere 12 hours after I got my start I loaded the last bag into Bill's truck and could finally walk down my hallway. Success! or maybe not!

The true test came when bedtime approached. You see Travis had been showing signs of being nervous all day. He has never slept in his room alone, EVER! I was just planning on crossing that bridge when I came to it. Here I am!! Tyler needed an extra hug and kiss and he was fine. Travis is asleep on Bill's pillow right now and has begged me not to take him back in there tonight. He is planning on trying it again tomorrow. (grin) I guess I have until Saturday to either get Travis in his own bed or put the playroom back as it was, because Daddy is coming home! I am sure we have not heard the last of this!!!

Prayers for Bill

Mile High Mission Trip

My wonderful husband left this morning for Colorado with the youth group from our church. They will be leading a VBS and working on various service projects throughout the Denver area. If you know Bill at all you know that this is one of his most favorite things to do. He looks forward to it all year long! He has such a heart for these kids and loves hanging out with them. He also thinks Colorado is where heaven and earth meet. I might agree if it wasn't for the fact that they measure snow in feet and not inches there! However, there is a better than even chance we will some day end up living there. Please pray that God will work in the lives of the people that they come in contact with as much as He works in the lives of the youth and adults that are on the trip. I also ask for your prayers for safe travel. They have called and said that the first flat tire came in Witchita Falls, only three hours away from home on a 16 hour trip! They are on their way now, again!

God Speed My Love, come home soon! I miss you already!!

Welcome Home!

Yesterday, we drove to Irving to welcome home Bill's cousin Christopher from Afghanistan. This was an awesome day! The neighborhood association had put flags up and down the street and a few of their neighbors placed signs in their front yard welcoming Chris home. I had a lump in my throat as we drove down the street. How AWESOME! As Chris and his wife Brandi drove up we all walked out and greeted them. The kids jumped in the back of his truck and held the flag as they drove down the street looking at the signs. I'm telling you I could not contain the pride I had in him for serving our country so bravely and in the people that do not even know him showing their support as well. We can disagree on a lot of things as Americans, but we all rally around when the "boys" come home safe. That is what being an American is! I am glad that my boys got to be a part of this, too.

After Chris came in and took a breath he dropped another surprise on us. He has been awarded the Purple Heart! Tears again! Chris has not lead the easiest life, and that is putting it mildly, but to see him get honored in service for a job well done is great. A lot of people have prayed for God's will to be done in Chris and yesterday I felt those prayers had been answered.

Thank you friends for all that you do to keep us "sometimes thankless" Americans safe! I love ya'll!

Fitting Room Frustration

Yesterday, I had the brilliant idea to go buy a new bra. I had seen the new style from VS that has the see through straps and that seemed like a great idea. I had a $10 off coupon so off I went. You know me, I never pay full price for anything, especially at Victoria Secret. So why you ask am I blogging about buying a bra? The fun started when I mentioned to Bill what my plan was and he agreed to come along, remember from previous post that we were kidless. Bra shopping with your husband...he has a completely different image of this than I do! I hate bra shopping! So off we go to the mall. I am thinking that this is not going to be too bad. I know my size and I know what style I am looking for. The only thing I need to do is choose a color and try it on. Bill is somewhat uncomfortable in VS, but he is getting better, so I know I need to hurry. I find what I want and make it to the fitting room. All sounds very normal, right?

25 minutes later I come out sweating and completely frustrated, no bra in hand.

You see as soon as the VS worker closed the door the war began. In one corner the bra with plastic straps and in the other corner me! I begin by replacing the regular straps with the clear straps. This immediately started my frustration. You see two rubber bands laced through a plastic loop tend to stick together when you adjust them. Stick like SUPER GLUE! After finally getting the straps adjusted and teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown I put the bra on. Only to have strap number one fly off and hit the mirror in front of me. Holy Cow! That is not going to be good in public! I take yet another deep breath, and put the strap back on and begin to readjust the bra, SNAP the strap on the other side flies off. OK, where are the cameras because surely I am on some sick TV show that just wants to watch women going completely nuts and throw things. As I am taking the bra off the straps stick together and pull my hair. GRR! I get it off, throw it on the floor, and put my clothes back on. As I am walking out, I see Bill. He is amazed at how long it took me in there and now I am empty handed. He tries to calm me down and says surely there was just a malfunction and goes to get another bra. Oh No, Mister! I am not going back in there with that thing alone! You do it! We take the bra to the nice VS worker and have her put the straps on for me. This takes her about 10 minutes. Now it is the principal of the matter, I am getting a new bra by golly! Bill is just giggling because he can not imagine that this is that difficult. This time he comes in there with me. It does not take as long, but still more that the usual bra buying. After we paid I was able to laugh, only because I knew I could blog about it and you all would get a kick out of my evening!

Sleepovers

We have entered the age of sleepovers in the Lambert House. These are days I remember very well! The boys have only slept at home 3 times in the last week, and one time was with another boy. I must say I love this! Bill and I lay in bed, after telling them to stay quiet for the 5th time, and just listen to them giggle. How many nights did my parents do this same thing?
The other side, the best side if you ask me, is the fact that Bill and I have been able to spend time together that is not necessarily considered a date. You see I never even knew such a time existed. Prior to this our dates would have to be carefully scheduled and compact. Those of you with small children understan. You must accomplish as much as you can until the kids come back. These "sleep overs" create a whole new date night, the unplanned date night. Sunday night the boys were gone and Bill and I sat around staring at reruns on the TV. Finally I said I am going to go get the mail, he jumped up and said he would come with me. WHAT?!?! Remember I said it was Sunday? We went outside anyway! HA! You can see we are still new at this.
We have learned, yet again, that our boys are growing up. So far I am enjoying every stage just a little more than the last. Bill and I are looking forward to being bored together again tonight!

Dreams

I have not added a post in a long time. Trust me it is not because there have been a lack of things to blog about, just a lack of time to gather my thoughts and add them, without interruption. Emphasis on the interruption part!
Moving on...
Have you ever had one of those dreams that last all night and you wake up thinking about it? Well, last night I dreamt that Bill had a girlfriend. WHAT!!??!! It was so vivid and lasted what seemed to be all night long. This morning when I heard him get out of bed I was so mad at him. I am having to fight off the anger right now. Isn't that crazy? The poor guy has done nothing wrong and I can not shake this bad mood. Dreams are crazy like that! I am sure that some of you can analyze the meaning of my dream, if it is not good don't tell me! I do not need any other reasons to be upset! HA!
Love you guys!