A True Test

All of my friends have been playing Candy Crush. I finally decided to give in and try the game out. Turns out it's quite addicting my friends, if you haven't played yet, go get it, it won't disappoint. It started out with me downloading it to pass time at my 3 hour glucose test.

That night when I got home, Mr. wanted to play too, so we started playing together. As in, we were both looking at the screen and both doing the moves we see whenever we see a move. There has been more then one occasion where one of us messes up and then it takes another day or so to pass the level. When something like that happens, we just shrug and say, that sucks and we move on trying to pass the level. This really tests our patience and having to remember that it is just a game and we play so that we have something to do together just before bed. Mostly I think it's our personalities, we are not super competitive people, so that helps. But it shows that we are using this as a way to share something together and to wind down after a long day of work.

I hope everyone reading has something they can do to wind down before bed and to relax with their significant other without causing too much tension.

Is playing Candy Crush with your significant other something you think you could do without causing WWIII?

Whatever Wednesday - I Spend Too Much Time...

I spend too much time stalking people. Sounds creepy right? Let me explain, as all stalkers say...I have an explaination.

Okay I don't, bottom line, I'm nosy, super nosy. If I find a blog that I like I feel the need to read every post about them, and then if they mention something interesting, I hunt down another post about whatever was interesting to me.

I read too many blogs and am continually finding new ones to read. I love reading about how people live what they did in a particular situation, and reading love stories. I'm a sucker, I am.

Hi my name is Sarah and I spend too much time reading about other people's lives via their blogs.

Linking up with Shay and Alissa for Whatever Wednesday - random topics about random things, just the way I like it.

Weekend Recap

Guess what? I finally found some time to download pictures from this weekend. Yep this girl still doesn't have a phone with a good camera/internet on it. So I'm still stuck in the dark ages taking pictures with a camera and plugging that thing in at the end of the night and waiting for the pictures to load...blah. One day...one day, unfortunately I still have a year left on my current old school phone. Darn. Anyone want to give me a cool phone?

So this weekend was all about Baby Fox. We decided to throw him a 1/2 birthday, we didn't really do anything for him for his actual birthday back on Christmas day and didn't throw him a party because it's December, and people are mostly Christmas shopping on the weekends. My cousin her two kids and my sister came on Thursday to help set up on Friday and spend the weekend.

 Friday we spent getting ready for the party, three kids and trying to set up made for a really crazy day. But the kids had fun and we got everything done, eventually, and that's all that matters. Baby Fox absolutely adores his older cousin, M and wants to be just like him, he constantly refers to him as "my buddy M". M had his tube through the back of his shirt like a sword, but Baby Fox couldn't do that, so he tried putting it in the front. M decided to make him feel better and put the sword through the front too.

 Boys will be boys, Baby Fox learning how to wrestle...this reminds me of my brother and cousins back in the day and our parents yelling at them to calm down and stop wrestling!

No day would be complete without everyone running in circles.

Ugh, blurry pictures, but you can tell he's having fun.

After a day of decorating and running around, everyone was pretty tired, so we got ready for bed and watched Dumbo.

Saturday was party day! Will post detailed pictures later, but everyone had a blast and the pool was full of happy kids and parents.

Sunday we were supposed to go to Legoland, but Mr.'s back was still hurting and I needed to rest so my cousin and Dad took the three kids to Legoland. Baby Fox had a blast!

I think I need a weekend from my weekend, seriously! Is it Friday yet?

Linking up with Sami and Faith, Sarah and Megan

Marriage is a Lifetime Lesson 6 - 100% Equal

In case you're new here, I've been doing a marriage series about what makes our marriage work. You can find other posts here. Go check them out.

Today I'm going to talk about what you give and take in a marriage. I know a lot of people who think it should be 50/50...but Mr. and I believe that you should be 100/100 percent. You should give everything you have into your marriage. Keeping track is only going to lead to disagreements and fights. Like, I did the dishes last night, it's your turn, or I went to the store and made dinner, now it's time for you to do something. For us this also include finances - but that's a whole other post. We have one bank account and neither of us has our own separate account.

There are going to be times in your marriage that it will feel like you are doing all the chores around the house, but stop and think why. Is it because your spouse is working 80 hour work weeks, while you're on a 40 hour work week? Just think how nice it is for them to come home to a clean house and nice meal after a long work day. If the only reason you can come up with, is that your spouse is being lazy, then by all means, call them out on it.

If you're only going to give 50 percent of yourself, then expect to get 50 percent back. Just because 50+50 equals100 doesn't make it a whole in a relationship. Who wants to waste energy thinking about how to make everything fair? That to me is a waste of time, time that can be spent doing something together and enjoying each other instead of trying to make things fair. Relationships take work and if you're willing to give it 100 percent effort, then expect great returns and a happy marriage. At least that's what we've learned in the 10 years we've been together.

What are your thoughts?

Whatever Wednesday - Biggest Heartbreak

Wow, Shay and Alissa really took it up a notch today. Okay maybe it was Alissa...but whatever. I've thought and thought about the topic since it arrived in my inbox on Monday. One thing really stood out in my mind, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to talk about it. It's not something that I normally tell people, mostly it just makes for an awkward few minutes. But I thought, it's been almost almost 14 years, and I haven't cried about it in about 3 years, so here it goes.

This is about to get really personal, so if you don't want to know personal stuff about me, then stop reading.

Now where to start? I guess from the beginning. It all started with a hug. He had graduated already, and I was in the school admin office, for what reason I'm not sure. We had been working together for a few months and never really talked to each other, but when he saw me he smiled and gave me the biggest hug. That hug changed my life forever. We dated the rest of the school year and into freshman year of college. My parents of course were concerned we were too serious at such a young age. They told me that I need to see less of him during the summer before my sophomore year. This it turns out, while I hated them and thought they were ridiculous became a blessing. School started back up and we started talking again. We went on a couple of dates, things were picking back up where we left them 2.5 months ago. Wow this is harder then I thought it would be. Then one day I get The Phone Call from my best friend from high school. It was super early in the morning so I let it go to voicemail, who calls at 6:30am? She calls again, and again, leaving messages every time. I finally get up, I don't recall what time, maybe 8:30? I listen to her messages, the first one she's been crying, telling me to call her. The second time, she's a little more calm, and the third time, she's not crying. I figure her mom and her got into another fight, and by the third message she seemed okay, so I figured they had worked it out. I casually call her back. She bursts into tears and just spits it out, she tells me he, the one I thought I had forever with, the one that I had given space to for my parents so that when we got back together we knew that we had to be together, had died in a car accident the night before.

You know when you see those TV shows when people get really bad news and they scream and yell NOOO and drop to their knees? I always thought, that doesn't really happen in real life, but it does and it did to me. My 3 roommates knew something had happened to him, they all came running.

Life that year was a blur, it was like I was living outside of my body, watching me perform normal everyday activities, but not actually living them. I was getting school work back I didn't even remember doing, taking tests and getting them back that I didn't remember taking.  Slowly the fog began to lift and by Junior year I was back to a new normal.

School was hard, I had worked so hard to get to where I was, and I begin wondering why? Why do I put so much effort into school when it can all be taken away just like that? I got a new outlook on life, have more fun, enjoy my friends more and be a little more carefree, totally cliche of my to say, but life is short, and if you don't live each day like it's your last, then what's the point? I made more of an effort to foster my friendships with friends, and to say yes when they were going out, instead of studying 24/7 (an engineering degree can do that to a person). I didn't have to have the best GPA, I was okay with average. I was going to take advantage of living with my 3 best friends and being young and being in college. And that's exactly what I did. I have no regrets from those years in college.

Turns out my parents summer ban on boyfriend was a blessing. I wasn't talking to him everyday, seeing him everyday, so it wasn't as huge of a hit after the accident. For a long while I  just kept thinking, it's still summer, I'll talk to him next week, or I thought it was a cruel joke and that he would come waltzing around the corner at any moment. He never did. He will always have a piece of my heart, and will forever be a part of who I was and who I have become.

Saving One Swing at a Time

I know you're all wondering what I did over the weekend, but I'm knee deep in trying to get ready for throwing Baby Fox a half birthday party on Saturday, and of course I decided to start all of the crafts THIS weekend. So well, that's what I've been doing from the time Baby Fox goes to bed till I got to bed an hour and half later. Just pretend you read what I did, hung out at home and crafted...I know such an exciting life.

Last night, Mr. sprayed for bugs around the house and in the house and while it was drying we took Baby Fox to the park. Not the most exciting thing you've ever heard, but we saw a friend and put our kids on the swings. Baby Fox's swing was squeaky,  driving us all nuts. Mr. promptly walked home and then did this:

He's concentrating really hard here, he's now wishing he didn't tell me that he brought his iPhone to the park so I could take a picture and then quickly send them to myself

I made him pose with the WD-40 showing, he's not spraying me, don't worry

Yep that's my husband saving one swing at a time. Our ears thank him profusely.

Whatever Wednesdays - Girl Code

Well another Wednesday is here and Shay and Alissa cooked up a good one this week...Girl Code. I guess there is a show on MTV, I haven't watched it yet, but probably should. Anyway, they sent out the topic on Sunday and I thought, I have no freakin' clue...so here are my thoughts:

1. If you call dibs on a guy, it's NOT okay for your friend to then go hard core on you and try to get him first after she's told you that you would be perfect for each other. That happened to me in college, I broke up with that friend, literally, I had a conversation with her, told her I no longer wanted to be friends, walked away and never looked back, well until now.
2. Just after college I moved out with a friend, or so I thought. She turned out to be ca-razy! She started spreading rumors, etc. It's fine if you don't like me, but don't start spreading false rumors to mutual friends. Not cool. They felt like they had to pick, some of those friendships were never the same.
3. I learned that when you get a boyfriend, don't drop your friends. Not cool. I did this when I met Mr. But my bestie kicked me in my butt and said, not cool. We then made weekly meet-ups and I made more of an effort. Boys come and go, but best friends are here to stay (or at least I hope they are)

      4. And last but not least, since my life is more about mommyhood, tell me I look fantastic pregnant, don't
          tell me "you look like you're ready to pop" when I still have 3 months to go. This is a time that it is
          perfectly acceptable to LIE YOUR ASS OFF. I already feel like poo, so just go ahead and tell me
          how wonderful I look.

Looking at these pictures apparently I have a thing for polka dots...Blue and white to be specific.