To celebrate Mother's Day, the Smith ladies decided to do something memorable.  We had our very own SPA DAY!  Let me tell you how it all went down: Kristin received generous gift cards to Gould's Day Spa for Christmas.  Since spa days aren't that much fun alone, Mama and I somehow ended up joining in.  Let me just go on record as saying....SO WORTH IT!  And I'm even more thankful that my parents footed my bill! 

Our spa experience began with our private "lockers" complete with facial wraps, spa robes, and slippers.  We changed our clothes and locked all our valuables in our "lockers."  Of course, I stuck my camera in my spa robe pocket!  I never go anywhere memorable without my camera.

Once we had our spa look ready, we moved to our first spa experience: Pure Fuji pedicures.  We lined up in a series of pedicure chairs and began soaking our feet.  There was nothing quiet about our pedicure time.  We spent that hour laughing, joking, and talking with our manicurists.  It was quite the fun experience for sure!

Mama and me ready to soak

Sisters

Kristin got started a few minutes after we did, but she was A-Okay with that!

I don't care what anyone says...every girl deserves a pedicure now and then!  I've had my fair share of pedicures over my life, but this one was definitely the best so far.  I'll have to really think hard about spending a few extra dollars for the extra attention for sure.

Mama loves a good pedicure!

When our pedicures were complete, we moved over to the manicure stations.  We all opted for a shellac treatment so our nails would not be damaged in our upcoming spa treatments.  So, our Pure Fuji spa manicures began with an added shellac touch.

Once all our nails looked perfectly shiny and bright, we all moved into our individual facial rooms.  Ahhhhhhhhh...the facial.  BY FAR the most relaxing experience I've EVER had!  Our murad signature facial consisted of a personalized skin assessment, deep pore cleansing and exfoliation under steam, massage of the face, neck, and shoulders, and a therapeutic serum and mask.  The ladies left us for a few minutes "to mask" before returning to complete our facial with a moisturizer.  We all left our facial rooms feeling out of it!  I'm wondering if it is possible to get drunk off relaxation.  If so...I was drunk!  Ha!

We were led from our facial rooms to the "Quiet Room" where our lunch was waiting by candlelight.  We preordered our meals.  I had a yummy chicken Caesar salad while we compared notes and discussed how wonderful our day had been so far.  I'm not gonna lie...we looked rough!  But, we didn't care one bit!  We were feeling fine.

Mama and Kristin

Mama and me

Our spa day ended with a 90 minute full body massage.  Oh my!  In case you don't know me very well, I should tell you that I'm like a dog.  I will back up to anyone who wants to rub on me.  My masseuse asked me how I preferred the pressure, and I just told her..."You can't hurt me."  And she didn't.  I was trying so hard not to fall asleep so that I wouldn't miss a bit of the fabulousness.  At one point, I woke up just seconds before I drooled on her foot!  At least it felt like that was near.

Needless to say, we all met back up with oiled hair, red faces, and completely relaxed muscles.  It was a divine appointment for us all!  We finished the day with a little shopping at Steinmart and Dillard's followed by dinner with Russ at a local restaurant.  It was, most definitely, a memorable and relaxing mother-daughter spa day!

Happy Mother's Day

She girds herself with strength, and strengthens herself daily. She perceives that her provision for her family is good: she does not retire early but works diligently to see the needs of her family, she is not an idle woman. Proverbs 31:17, 18, 27

Me and Mama on Mother's Day

As I look forward to becoming a mother...hopefully sooner than later...I am reminded of all the wonderful role models I have in my life.  Women who modeled, and continue to model, the mother that God wants us to be.  One of those women is my own mother. 

Kristin and Mama

One of the biggest characteristics of a Proverbs 31 woman I see in Mama is that of strength.  In fact, my dad even talked about her strength in his sermon Sunday morning.  Any of the measly bit of strength I have, I get from my Mama for sure!  Not only is she able to carry more than most men, she is able to handle more than most too.  She has always worked to help support our family, and she has always been a full-time stay at home mom too.  Those two things alone are difficult to do simultaneously.  My mom has always taken every difficult, embarrassing, emotional, sad, or painful moment in stride...usually inserting humor where possible.  Laughter through tears...or laughter instead of tears.  Taking care of my sister, brother, and I full time...even now!  Also taking care of my dad, who pastors a large church in my hometown.  In case you don't know what the life of a pastor's family is, please take the time to ask a preacher's family.  Meaning a child or spouse.  Now that I have married into a family of doctors...I pretty much liken them to each other.  Preachers' families do not have the luxury of designated "family days."  Ministers' families share their dad (or mom) with the entire church.  And we are more than happy to do so.  Because my mom raised us to be that way.  My parents both raised us as members of a church family...not just a congregation.  My mother selflessly gave her husband to our church family, and she has never complained.  In the meantime, she was our taxi driver, macaroni and cheese cooker, forgotten homework and lunch deliverer, field trip partner, back scratcher, problem fixer, laughter inciter, application organizer, tax filer, insurance question answerer, medicine giver, sickness diagnoser, tear wiper, embellished story teller, book fair worker, Girl Scout cookie director, foot rubber, apartment mover, errand runner, house cleaner, video taker, cheerleading camp gift giver, camp letter writer, spelling test reviewer, school project savior, party planner, and memory maker.  She was all those things...and still is!  These past few years, we have watched my mother take care of her own parents.  Moving them both multiple times to separate living quarters, sitting with them through hospitals stays, rubbing lotion on their aging and neglected feet, repeating time and time again where they each were and when she would visit again, making anniversaries and birthdays special in the most unlikely places, preparing for a funeral, giving her own outfit for Nonnie's burial since green was Nonnie's favorite color, making sure every insurance payment was made correctly, taking care of bills and land and a lifetime of possessions, selling their family home, traveling 8 hours in one day to make a visit or take care of their business, knowing exactly what long term health care versus Medicare versus everything else covers, and never talking about it.  We have also had the privilege of watching my mother help my dad take care of his mother.  From washing her clothes during rehab stays, transporting her to hair and doctor appointments, and picking her up for church to plunging toilets and racing to the emergency room.  We have seen her be and do all these things.  We have learned strength from her.

There may come a day when my sister, brother, and I will need to help take care of her.  And we will know how, because we have seen it modeled correctly.  However, many times I question whether any of us has the strength she has to take care of all that she does.

Dustin and Mama

 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also praises her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but you excel them all. ...She will be rewarded with the fruit of her own hands; and because of her works and deed she will be praised in public places. Proverbs 31:28-29, 31

Maw Maw and Daddy

Both my grandmothers have been pillars of model mothers too.  I have watched as my parents both rise up and call their mothers blessed...and their husbands praise them...just as the verse says.  I have watched the love my grandmothers have for their children and grandchildren.  I know the memories and special moments each have made with us.  I heard the stories of my parents' childhoods...and how my grandmothers made each moment special and memorable.  I am blessed to have loved and been my Nonnie's granddaughter.  I am blessed to still be able to talk, visit, shop, and laugh with my Maw Maw.  I am thankful for the examples they both set for me as I look to become a good mother.

My side of the family decided to have a cookout after church Sunday.  My mom has always asked that we eat in on Mother's Day to avoid the massive crowds.  The laid back grilling was just the ticket for a cloudy and misty afternoon.

We all gathered around the dining room table visiting and eating yummy hamburgers and sausage that my brother grilled, salad that my mom and I prepared, and chips and drinks that Kristin and Lee picked up.  It was a team effort...and low key fun.  We finished the meal with gifts and cards to celebrate the mothers at the table.

God made everything beautiful in its time.  Ecclesiastes 3:11

I know that Mother's Day is a difficult day for many who long to be mothers.  I know that pain, and I have been there.  However, this Mother's Day was very pleasant for me.  I know that God has given me this sense of peace and contentment...for it could only come from Him.  I know that one day I will look back to this day...and all the waiting days before...and I will be thankful.  Thankful for the pain and longing.  Because those days will make "someday" even more beautiful! 

I am blessed to have family who consider me on Mother's Day as an "expectant mother."  I am, after all!  Don't you know I'm paper pregnant?!  My parents surprised me by taking care of our spa day on Saturday (more to come on that), while my sister and Lee gave me a sweet card and precious guide to making memories with your children!  Perfect! 

Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that fears the Lord, she shall be praised.  Proverbs 31:30

Russ and his mom Easter weekend

 I am indebted to the mother who raised my husband to be the man he is today.  I have told her before, and I still am thankful for her.  She is the woman who raised her baby boy to be the man of my dreams.  Russ's mom raised Russ to be loving, compassionate, patient, soft-spoken, humble, honest, genuine, and the husband I still fall in love with every day.  I am prayerful that I can raise my children to become the kind of person Russ is.  I watch and observe.  I take mental notes.  I soak in all the stories and advise I can.  I am learning.

That they may teach the young women to be vigilant, to love their husbands, to love their children.  Titus 2:4

 I am also thankful for the many other role models in my life who have shown me the kind of mother I long to be.  I was thrilled to find a Mother's Day card in my mailbox Friday afternoon from my sweet sister-in-law and friend, Roan.  It could not have come at a better time!  I am forever grateful for her love, prayers, guidance, and example.

I am filled with thanksgiving as I look around at the women in my life who have shown me the mother I long to be for my child.  I am hopeful that my next Mother's Day will be one filled with answered prayers and a glowing smile!  And, I am prayerful that I will exhibit a piece of each of these women in my mothering so that my children will feel the love, dedication, strength, and comfort I have felt watching and experiencing mothering at its finest!

Happy Wednesday

Happy Wednesday blog world!  We are halfway through this week already!  In fact, we are almost halfway through the month of May!  Where has the time gone?  Are you taking mental note of all your "happies" this month?  Let's see if I can name a few of "What Makes Me Happy..."

• PEZ!  The hubs and I have started breaking into all the PEZ dispensers we got in our Easter baskets.  It's become a nightly tradition for us each to eat one packet of PEZ candies.  After all, there are only 35 calories in each package...the perfect bedtime snack!  Ha!  

• The Voice!  I'm not an avid viewer and supporter like I am for Dancing with the Stars and American Idol...but I'm still pretty conscious of what's going on.  And I must say, I'm thrilled that Jermaine won!  I was smiling ear to ear as I watched him sing "I Believe I Can Fly" with his wife hanging on his neck after the announcement of the winner.

• OPI's Did You 'ear About Van Gogh nail polish!  I've pretty much changed my nail color once a week or so, and this is by far my favorite...outside of the espresso color I used in March.  Now, I just need to paint my toenails to match.  Right now, I'm looking at chipped OPI Cajun Shrimp, I think.

• VACATIONS!  Simply daydreaming about our summer vacays makes me happy!  Last night, I was dying to start packing.  That's a little early...especially for me and my latest "fly by the seat of my pants" mantra, but I'm ready!  Summer isn't summer until we take our annual Smith/Coon Beach Trip!

• The life that is waiting on me!  The life that is waiting for me makes me happy...even giddy sometimes!  I am so excited to see what God has planned for our future! We are letting go of our plans and clinging to the plans waiting for us!

• Thankfulness!  In case you haven't heard, thanksgiving produces JOY!  Count and list things you are thankful for, and you will see what I mean.  Imagine waking up tomorrow with only the things you thanked God for today.  Be thankful!  For everything!  Thankful for blessings.  Thankful for health.  Thankful for answered prayers.  Even thankful for the unanswered ones, because we know God's plans are way better than ours!  If you have not read Ann Voskamp's One Thousand Gifts, I encourage you to do so!  It will change your perspective completely.

• Moments!  When I actually take the time to recognize "a moment" for what it will one day become...it makes me happy!  Recognizing the value of small moments is a gift.

So...what makes you HAPPY?  Do more of that!

Nine Months

Baby J,

Today marks nine months since your daddy and I have been approved to be adoptive parents.  Some days it's hard to believe, and others I feel every day of that nine months!  Although we didn't really think we would be waiting this long, we are thankful.  We are thankful for the things we have been able to do as a "Party of Two" while we wait.  We are thankful for this time to grow even more as a couple before bringing you into our home.  We are thankful for these days because we feel like each day we wait, we are becoming better parents for you.  We are learning, loving, daydreaming, and having fun!  I'll be honest, I had a rough March as I anxiously waited for you and wondered about you.  But, God has turned my April around!  This past month I have consciously tried to embrace this time and be thankful for each waiting day.

This past month, we celebrated Easter.  Easter is always such a special time for our family, and I would even say it is one of my favorite holidays!  Springtime is such a beautiful time as flowers begin to bloom, grass becomes greener, and the weather warms a little.  Days get a little longer, and we are able to enjoy the beautiful sunshine.  Oh, Baby J, I cannot wait for you to experience all these things!  Easter is also such a wonderful time for us, as Christians.  We celebrate the resurrection of Jesus. "Because He lives, we can face tomorrow!  Because He lives, all fear is gone!  Because I know He holds the future, and life is worth the living just because He lives!"  Easter is also a special time with family.  We always attend the Johnson Easter Egg Hunt at Aunt Roan and Uncle Jimmy's home.  I can't wait to see you in your little Easter outfit with all the children!  Sunday morning, we attend church as a family at our hometown church.  Your Susu always cooks a delicious  meal and we eat off her fine China.  It is the one time a year we use those dishes!  Then, we have our adult hunt.  I know you will love watching your daddy and me race around the back yard with your aunts and uncles!  Don't worry.  We will let you hunt your own eggs too.  Even though we had such fun over Easter, we didn't forget about you!  In fact, the Easter Bunny left you some goodies too...including some of your daddy's little jon jons.  So sweet!

I also took some time to make a "fly by the seat of my pants" trip to Jackson this past month.  I was able to really take time to visit a few friends and family.  I never get to do that, and I know traveling with you will probably take some planning.  Since I'm embracing our waiting, I decided to hit the road for a long four day weekend.  I am so thankful for the friendships I have made over the years.  I pray that you will have such cherished lifelong friendships too!  Friends that you can pick up with after months of not talking.  Friends who will cook tomato gravy and biscuits just for you.  Friends who discuss everything from their relationship with God to things I will probably never talk about with you!  Ha!  Everyone needs friends like that!

So, Baby J...we are working our way into the summer months.  In less than a month, your daddy and I will join the Smith and Coon side of the family on the beach.  We will lounge, soak in the sun, laugh, cook, eat, laugh, soak in the sun, lounge, probably sing some, laugh, eat, and laugh some more.  This family vacation is one that I look forward to taking you one day!  I can't wait to share all our stories about our beach vacations with Nonnie and Pops...from our days vacationing in the camper to our fun in the condo.  Oh, those stories are priceless!

We are still ready for you whenever God decides to send you to us.  We pray for you every day!  We love you already, which is so strange since we don't know you, haven't felt you kick, haven't bonded with you.  We just love you.  It's hard to explain.  I'm so thankful for this journey to you!

I love you!
Mama

Surprise Family Visits

One of the many things I love about living closer to "home" is all the surprise visits from family!  Of course, Russ and I make our fair share of trips to C-town.  As Kristin says, "[We] practically live there."  But, having family come for a visit is extra fun for me.

Daddy, Lee, and Kristin

Kristin, Daddy, and Lee had dermatologist appointments a couple of weeks ago, so they made it a day trip.  Since they finished their appointments so early, they picked up Russ from the apartment (he was off that day) and headed to Hernando to visit me at work.  I think they walked the Square for a few minutes and decided to light at Windy City Grille until I got off.  I should tell you that I wasn't off for another hour and a half.  That was some quality time they spent and plenty of time to "snack" until I arrived.  Ha!

Russ, me, Jamie, and Charlie

Jamie and Charlie joined us for supper after work.  They just call themselves a part of our family since their last name is Smith.  We always enjoy their company too!  We enjoyed a long supper full of talking over each other, laughing, and lots of different conversations going on at one time.  Such is the way my family operates.  We rushed out so that we could hit up City Hall Cheesecake before they closed.  Lee and Daddy had never been, so it was a must.  We all ordered our own piece of cheesecake in our favorite flavors, and it was divine!

Always nice to have those surprise visits!

It's OK

 

Sometimes it's easy to get discouraged over all the little things...unmet expectations of others, unmet expectations of yourself, comparing yourself to others, etc.  Sometimes we just need to take a step back to say, "It's okay!"  So I joined up with "It's OK" Thursday.

It's OK that it is Friday instead of Thursday. 

It's OK to spend gas money on last minute trips to see friends and family.  You can't put a price on that time.  I once neglected to visit my grandmother because of gas money and decided I would visit on my way to the beach the following week.  I never got to visit her.  She passed away before our trip.  So, yes, I will ALWAYS say that it's OK to make trips to visit and spend time with others...no matter how many silly miles or gallons of gas it takes.

It's OK to eat a dozen donut holes for breakfast.  I'm perfectly content with that this morning, and I now know that I must be careful about my intake the rest of the day.  Like...maybe a salad only!  Ha!

It's OK to say "No" when you are trying to save money.  Some of the wisest people I know are those who are very conservative with their money.  Not greedy - conservative.  Being careful what you spend it on...especially when you don't have it.  Living in an apartment is one of the ways we have tried to save money.  Although there have been times when I was embarrassed to say, "We live in that apartment complex called...", I know that it is OK because one day I will appreciate it and be glad we did.

It's OK that I don't have home-cooked meals every night for my hardworking husband.  If my husband desired that, it may not be okay.  But, Russ couldn't care less about big fancy meals every night.  One day, when we have a growing family, I'm sure I'll need to cook a well-balanced meal more often.  But, for now, it's OK.  I think women often are quick to judge other women.  This goes for all ages - it starts as young women judging outward appearances, then it moves to wives judging cooking and cleaning skills, and it continues to mothers judging parenting choices, etc.  I wish more women spent more time encouraging one another instead of judging others and bringing them down.  I have been guilty of this in the past, and I am very aware of it now.  It's OK for you to cook, clean, dress, and parent however is best for YOUR family.  It's OK!

It's OK to laugh at yourself.  If you learn this at an early age...you will have a lifetime of free entertainment!  I'm so thankful that I grew up in a family who spent countless hours a day laughing.  Laugh!

It's OK to bring dirty laundry when I visit my parents because our dirty clothes are out of control and I didn't have anything to wear.  At least I'm washing them myself and not asking my mom to do it.  But, if I did ask Mama to do it...that would be OK too!

It's OK to stand firm in your beliefs.  Make a stand for something or you'll fall for everything.  Walk away when you need to, distance yourself when you need to, and speak out when you need to.

It's OK to spend time tearing up with your husband at Gracie Bleu because we read a sad email about dogs.  Our dog is our baby, and we hate to think that he may go before us.  Like...seriously.  I can no longer linger on this topic, because I'm getting sad.  And it's OK.

It's OK to spend an entire day without showering, brushing your teeth, or getting dressed because you are watching the new 90210 on Netflix from the beginning.  There will be plenty of time in the future to get up and dressed before 6 in the morning when babies are crying and needing to be fed, held, or rocked.

It's OK that my husband helps me clean.  This means that we work well as a team.  We don't have much else that we must tend to outside of work and paying bills, so it's OK for him to clean the toilets.  He's the one that gets them dirty anyway!  I always leave my potty sparkling clean.  Ha!

It's OK that Elise went home on American Idol.  I got nervous every time she started talking back to the judges.  It's NOT OK, however, that Skylar was in the bottom three...or that Colton went home.  And it's OK that I totally text my votes in for American Idol AND Dancing with the Stars.  I have much invested into both.

What are you OK with today?

The More Things Change...

This past weekend, I decided to fly by the seat of my pants.  I had original plans to go to Super Bulldog Weekend for a fun day outside surrounded by all my Bulldogs.  I asked off work.  We worked hard to find someone to cover the store since Jamie was going to be out too.  I was excited.  Until Russ couldn't get his shift switched.  Poo.  I checked with my sister, but she was hosting a baby shower Saturday so she wouldn't be going.  Now I was off work and couldn't decide what to do.  I never would commit to a plan.

Until Thursday morning.

Thursday, I made the decision to make a last minute fly by the seat of my pants trip to Jackson.  I needed to visit my grandfather, and I have several friends I never get to see.  So I packed up after work and left.  Literally last minute.  I later realized I didn't even pack shampoo, hair dryer, straightener, or a hairbrush!  Ha!  Thankfully I choose my friends carefully...they would share a toothbrush and never think twice...if I needed one!  It's just that I'M the one who would think that was gross!

Thursday night I spent the night with Pat and Felicia, treasured friends from med school.  I never have to worry about coming unannounced to stay with Felicia.  She's always ready for my visit....complete with tomato gravy and biscuits in the morning!  I'm thinking that alone is worth my three hour drive.  We spent our day Friday visiting, tending to her youngest baby, and eating a nice lunch outside at Rooster's.  It's so funny how I could look in the back seat and see baby gear, yet our conversations stayed the same as before kids.

I think we were driving down Lakeland Drive when it hit me, and I told her, "The more things change...the more they stay the same."  This was after I realized our conversation ranged from God, adoption, infertility, and Proverbs 31 women to burping, comparing stomach rolls, and other things I would never tell you!  While doubled over laughing at one of the "I will never tell you" conversations, I see the ever present Gobstoppers that Felicia has always kept in the console of her car. 

Yep.  The more things change...the more they stay the same!

After we picked up Toby from his grandparents' and visited with them, we headed back to the house for Felicia to do more motherly duties.  I just stole the children away to play when I could.  I hogged Nate and enjoyed listening to Toby's (almost 3 years old) impressive vocabulary while he talked about, counted, and named all his trains.

I mean, he is quite advanced.  I see photography in his future too.  Just take a look at his skills...

Felicia and Pat are wonderful parents, and I always feel like I'm learning tidbits and sticking them back as I watch them with their sweet boys. 

Friday night Pat's mom came to visit, so I decided it was time to move on to see who else would take me in.  I called my cousin, Clancy, and we met at a Mexican restaurant for some adult time.  Two hours and much too deep of conversation later, we went back to her house for the night.  We spent the night talking in the kitchen with her hubs, Jack, and her dog.  We all snuggled on the couch to watch a movie, but none of us made it to the end.  The next morning, I heard Jack in the kitchen.  He was cooking omelets for us!  So good!  I also found out that he cooks EVERY morning!

After calculating the calorie count in that huge omelet, I borrowed some shampoo, a hair dryer, straightener, and a hairbrush before going to visit Pops.  Once I found Pops sitting in the day room watching an old black and white movie, I enjoyed my visit.  We talked for a while in the day room before I offered to take him on a ride downstairs for a Coke.  Downstairs is carpeted and is full of windows looking over the pond.  It was rather cold on Friday, so I didn't take him outside.  But, we enjoyed our hour looking out at the pond.  Yes, I do realize I was dressed for the summer.  That was one problem with flying by the seat of my pants...

At one point, Pops couldn't think of what he wanted to say and he said, "Aww heck!"  It was then that it hit me...things may have changed dramatically since I was younger, but Pops is still in there. 

The more things change...the more they stay the same.

Upon leaving the nursing home, I texted my college roommate to see if she was up for a last minute visit.  "Of course" was her reply.  So, I headed over to see Kelly for the first time since her second son was born.

We talked while Clark napped, and I went straight to hold that sweet Griffin.  Kelly and I caught up on families, husbands, adoption, and other college friends.  Then, she told me.  She had footage.  Footage of our college apartment life.  Lots of the video footage was sure to be random and pointless...just like we always were during our years of rooming together.  I couldn't wait to see it!  So, we loaded up on the guest bed and watched the hilarious nonsense.  Let's see...there was video of Russ and I sitting on my bed doing homework, video of our "downstairs roommates" showing Kelly how to unlock my bedroom door with a Q-tip, video of us breaking into one of our "downstairs roommates" rooms while he was watching a movie with his girlfriend, video of me and Russ having an argument on the phone complete with tears, video of Kelly's candlelight, video of us mooning and flashing each other, and more.  It was so fun to relive those moments with Kelly.

Things may have changed since then...but as we watched those and commented on each crazy antic...we realized things haven't changed much.  We are always able to pick right back up where we left off. 

The more things change...the more they stay the same.

Saturday evening, I headed back over to Felicia's for the night.  I was looking forward to visiting the church Russ and I attended during our time in Jackson.  Sunday morning was a little different from my normal Sunday mornings.  As I got ready, I realized this family had been up since 6:30.  Toby was already dressed and ready, and Pat had him outside swinging and playing while Felicia gave Nate his medicine, got him dressed, and put him down for a nap.  Yes, it was already time for a nap before we even left for church.  Things had changed.

As we loaded into the car, I realized again how much things had changed...

...but things have ultimately stayed the same!

It was a delightfully fun last minute trip!  I am so thankful that I am still able to make last-minute decisions like this and visit at a whim.  I am sorry that I didn't get to see everyone I wanted to.  I guess that just means that I'll need to make plans for another flying by the seat of my pants trip to see what else has changed and I hope...

...that more things will stay the same!

The Good Life

 This month Russ is working night float, which means he works 15 nights out of the month.  Sounds rough until you know that the other 15 days, he is OFF!  I actually like this schedule.  Dr. Russ isn't a huge fan...mainly because it messes up his sleep pattern.  However, today I was very thankful for night float!  I worked today at The Square Cupboard.  There are MANY differences between this job and teaching.  One of those being, I get off at 6 instead of 4 (or 4:30 when I get my classroom ready for the next day).  So, I'm not big on cooking big meals.  Okay.  Let's face it, I haven't been big on cooking period since we moved from Jackson.  There are a few reasons for this.  One reason is that Russ and I just don't eat many big meals.  It's not worth it, to us, to purchase all the ingredients and not eat all the meals.  Secondly, our schedules are very different from when I was teaching and we just get hungry before I can get home and cook.  And, thirdly, I'm just not one of those wives that enjoys cooking all that much.  I don't mind it, but I don't love it either.  So, there you have it.  My confession for the day.

When I opened the door after work, I saw a studly man standing in my kitchen...

He was "grilling steaks" on the stove!  We don't have a patio in our apartment, so our grill is not here.  There were also potatoes in the microwave.  All I can say is YUMMY!  Now, I did help a little.  My job?  Taking the salad from the bag and putting it in a bowl.  I also poured the dressing.  It was a good salad too!  Ha!

Yep.  It was a nice surprise.  A delightful dinner.  And just the reminder I needed that...

I'm living the GOOD LIFE!