Sunday, September 4, 2011

The Natural and the Disaster

I would like to say one thing about myself.  I am thorough….sometimes.  While this is often a virtue, I think I have taken it too far and have thus stamped over the ‘rtu’ with a big, fat ‘c’.

One of the things I am most thorough about is packing and unpacking.  My mom has commented that whenever I pack, I take up the entire house.  I start by taking everything out, putting a little bit here and a little bit there.  Next, I start to sort what needs to be kept and what doesn’t need to be kept.  In doing this, I will go through every notebook and journal and take out unnecessary pages, little frillies included.  I create several ‘trash’ piles, several ‘donate’ piles, and several ‘organized’ piles.  After the sorting, I can begin to organize everything in boxes or containers.  Usually things are packed several times before I find the perfect combination.  My desire to organize by space and my desire to organize by category have a royal battle and I never know which one will win.  Often I let things stew for a while until I know what I want to do and sometimes it has to stew for several days.  It really shouldn't be a surprise that when I finally get down to the last few items, I am out of time and therefore end up throwing everything together into whatever I can find.  I make a mess, I take forever, and the product really isn’t that great in the end.

In the last few weeks I have discovered I unpack in a similar way.  I take out several items and spread them all over the house.  Next, I begin re-sorting everything.  This time I have ‘trash’ piles, ‘donate’ piles (even though I just did this), ‘bedroom’ piles, ‘bathroom’ piles, ‘office’ piles, and any other kind of pile you can think of.  After the sorting, I begin trying to fit everything into the room, the desk, the drawer, etc. that it belongs in.  This rarely works the first time and the second isn’t much better.  Then, I have to figure out what goes into storage.  Each item has to be processed through several questions such as:

1.      Does this need to be in storage?
2.      How accessible does it need to be?
3.      What other items are similar to it?
4.      Where should it be stored?
5.      How often will I get it out?

Once these things are organized and put away, I am finally done!  Whew!  Did I mention if I find a favorite toy in this process it needs to be played with?  Did I mention I often re-read old journals as I go through this process?  Did I mention that I re-look at nearly every photograph I come across?  Now instead of asking yourself, "Why aren't they done moving in yet?" you are asking, “How can they already be done?”

If you are, I will tell you how.  I HAVE AN AMAZING WIFE!  While I am busy making a mess, she is busy cleaning it up.  While I am busy playing with toys, she is decorating our home.  While I am reminiscing as I look over old journals, she is talking to me and making lunch.  While I am re-organizing for the fifth time, she growing a babyJ.  While I am making a DISASTER, she is making a home.  I have the most wonderful wife and I am so grateful she is strong in so many areas where I am weak.  I am glad that she is a NATURAL homemaker.

We have also lived through two recent natural disasters.  Not too much to report on the earthquake or the hurricane other than we experienced them and are grateful we weren’t more heavily affected by either one.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

When life gives you jellyfish....

... No, don't make a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich.  Sorry, excuse the terrible pun. 

About a week and a half ago, Ty and I drove over to Levi, Emily, and Andy's house, stayed the night, and went to Virginia Beach the next day.  We had a great time.  We had great hosts, great company, and some great adventures.

Andy was really fun to watch.  I carried him from the car to the beach, and when I put him down on the sand to walk, he wasn't quite sure what to do, so he just stood there for a minute and then started to take itty-bitty steps until he got used to it.  Throughout the day, he got more and more accustomed to the sand... with some little nudges of course...



After lunch, we noticed not too many people were in the water anymore.  We assumed they were all just eating lunch like us.  So we went out to play and heard some guys around us saying things like, "Ouch!" "I got another one!" "I hate those things!"  Come to find out the jellyfish had moved in.  (The inspiration for my weak post title.)  So we cleared out and decided to wait it out on the sand under our umbrella.  Eventually, we saw this...


Everyone had decided that they weren't going to let those darned jellyfish ruin their day at the beach, but those jellyfish were going to MAKE their day at the beach.  They were catching them!  Some kids even started a little jellyfish bank where everyone made deposits and no one made withdrawals.  (I'm not doing very well with my puns and jokes today, am I?) Eventually, they poured all of their buckets out into a big hole in the sand and covered it back up -- they felt like they were really making the world a better place being jellyfish-free and all.



So, of course we decided to get in on the fun.




Even Andy caught a few!



This next picture is after all of the moms made all of their kids stop catching jellyfish, and all of the adult helpers decided they were tired of it.  Most people had decided to just go play in the water again.  (I had to laugh listening to one kid trying so hard to convince his mom that they were ridding the ocean of jellyfish so that no one would ever have to wait on the beach for them to clear out ever again.)

Levi and Ty pressed on in the quest and continued catching jellyfish for a long time after everyone else.  They were fun to watch.  They found some really crazy looking jellyfish and had a great time.  We had a great time with Levi, Emily, and Andy.  We're glad they live so close and that they are so much fun.

So, when life gives you jellyfish, what do you do?  Catch as many as you can, and maybe it will be more fun than wave jumping and body surfing anyways.  (Sorry, I couldn't let the bad pun die.)

Wednesday, August 17, 2011


We've thought about a lot of different ways to begin this post and we really just got tired of all of that thinking!  We basically just need to say one thing..................................................

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We've got a baby coming!  Mark your calendars!  April 13th, 2012! 

One month along.  No, the baby isn't showing already.  That's just
 the Chipotle burrito Michelle ate tonight... and a few other
things over the past couple months. :)
 "Exciting" doesn't do justice to how we feel.  We have both been looking forward to being parents for a long time and are ecstatic that the time has finally arrived (T minus 34 weeks and two days)!