Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Jackson and Dad-O

For some reason, Jackson calls Blake Dad-O. I have no idea why, or where he has heard this. We think it is really cute, especially when Jackson says, "Hi! Dad-O." I took some pictures on Father's Day, after we got back from church, of Jack and Dad-O. Believe me when I say, Jackson loves his Dad-O. My two silly fellas.

Move That Bus!

Living room from front door

Extra Bonus: Tile in Hall Bathroom

Living Room from Kitchen

Well, we have been back in our house for several weeks now, but I just got around to taking a couple of pics today of the final results of our dishwasher initiated home renovation. We are very pleased with the end result. More importantly, we are just glad to be back in our house. To our parents: Again, thank you so much for letting the three of us, and our dog, stay with you for 2 weeks, and some change. Thanks for all of the meals, laundry services, and overlooking of our clutter. We are truly grateful for your hospitality. We love you all!

Our adventure was sponsored by this fabulous Whirlpool appliance.

Wordless Wednesday

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Father's Day 2009

Today, our family celebrated 3 very special people in our lives. My dad, Blake's dad, and Blake. Blake and I are both so thankful for our dads. Being parents now ourselves, we realize all of the love they have for us, and how they always have our best interests at heart, and all of the things our parents have done (and still do) for their children.

We got up and went to church this morning. We had special singers at church today, so Blake didn't have to be at church early to practice, and we got to all ride together, which was a special treat. We sat through most of church together, until Jackson had a meltdown in the nursery (again). Bless his heart.

After church, we ran a couple of errands, and got dressed to go to Blake's aunts' house for lunch. We originally were grilling out...but the cookout was moved inside because it is about one million degrees outside.

We then went to my parents' house, and grilled out, and spent about 3 hours in the pool. The pool water felt like hot tub water, but hey, at least it was of a little relief.

I am so thankful for Blake today. He is such a great "Dad-O" to Jackson. He is a mighty man of God, and a living example for Jackson to follow.

Happy Father's Day!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Vacation 2009: Tybee Island

Blake, Jackson, and I just got back from a wonderful family vacation on Sunday. We have been gone for 1 week, and we had an amazing time. We spent alot of time relaxing, and just enjoying being together. No agendas, no lesson plans, no packing lunches and backpacks, no cleaning, just pure fun! Our days were much the same.
Sample Daily Agenda:
Awake when Jackson wakes up
Eat breakfast
Walk to the pier (about a 45 minute walk)
Build sandcastles and play in the ocean
Go to the pool
Naptime for Jackson (and sometimes us!) Blake and I would read or watch a movie.
Get dressed for dinner
Eat yummy food. We ate at Marlin Monroe's, Lighthouse Pizza, Uncle Bubba's, The Olde Pink House, and The Lady and Sons.
Go for a night time beach walk.

We did go into Savannah a couple of times and eat dinner, and walk down River Street. It is so pretty. We had so much fun together!

Rockin' away at Cracker Barrel en route. The beach. My favorite place. Ever.
I really wonder how many calories are consumed at this restaurant each day.

Dinner at The Olde Pink House in Savannah
Fort Pulaski: Our Educational Endeavor

He LOVED to jump off the side of the pool.

The Tybee Lighthouse Station

I love my family!

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Coupon Stuff

Ok, so the rumor on the street is that Kmart is doubling all coupons this week. I haven't been to Kmart in a very long time, but I am planning to give it a whirl tomorrow. My friend Sara has posted some helpful hints on her blog and there is a helpful shopping list on the following link: I found some really good deals on toiletries and will probably purchase some diapers. Thanks for the tip, Sara!!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

A Combination of Problems

Alisha is usually that author of our Life on Lightning blogs; however, since all is well on the home front, and none of our appliances have driven us out of house lately, I thought I would go against my instinct (which is to keep this to myself) and share with you a story from today.

I had a great day at work and decided what better way to end my day than to head to Sports Barn on the way home for a crash workout so I can get my ivory body ready for the beach. I arrived, changed clothes, and began my workout. It went pretty well, seeing as how I really haven't exercised in about a month. After my workout was complete, I headed back to the locker room to wash up and head home to see wife and child. I went to my locker, took off my shoes, and pulled out the combination to my locker from underneath the soles of my shoes because this had been the maiden voyage for my new combination lock. I placed my workout clothes in the locker and headed to the showers. After showering and spending a few minutes in the sauna, I headed back to my locker. As I approached the locker I was filled with fear. My combination lock was back on the locker, locked, and trapping my shoes that held the combination which I had not committed to memory. The shower I had just taken had been a waste because, at this point, my sweat had returned. Frantically I began to run the numbers I thought would open the lock. 37-5-13, no!, 37-13-5, no!, 35-17-5, NO!, 35-17-5, NOOOOO! It was not coming to me. I prayed one of those prayers I used to pray when I couldn't remember the answer to a test question, "Lord, please help my remember the combination." To make matters worse, one of my former students was in the locker room as well. Perhaps it was my embarrassment, or perhaps my behavior, but I felt like every man's eye was on me wondering why I was just staring at the locker talking to myself.

I stood there for almost 20 minutes with the only a towel that had been used hundreds of times by hundreds of people separating my body from the outside world. I paced back and forth in disbelief that this was happening to me. Then, I began to run scenarios through my head. My first thought was an episode of Friends where Chandler's clothes are stolen by a woman while he had taken them off in the restroom and he had to walk out through the restaurant with nothing but a detached bathroom door covering him. I then thought, "Maybe I could call Alisha and she could bring me clothes." However, the phone was being guarded by my former pupil not mention in walked a former player I had coached and his father. Then I thought "I could wait until they closed and then walk out." But that would not have worked either because my car keys were in the locker as well."

I was out of solutions. So, I swallowed that great pill called "pride". I turned to a man that was on his way out to work out and asked "Can you do me a favor." Now, I would have been hesitant if a man clothed only by a towel asked me for a favor, but thankfully he said yes. I told him my situation and how embarassed I was. I then asked if he could go to the front and send someone back there to break open my locker. He said sure and within a few minutes, a young boy came back with some cutters. He couldn't break the lock, so I had to grab the cutters and break the lock myself. I quickly dressed and left for home.

I have the lock with me now as a reminder of this little incident. I guess everyone has a moment where you just have to laugh at how funny life is, and then pray that never happens again.

God bless,

PS: Whoever you are, man who helped me, thanks!
PPS: Everytime I type these, I feel like Doogie Howser.