Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Are you feeling guilty for posting something to your blog while you were feeling emotional and then regretting how it sounded when it came out? Overcome with shame because you just jammed your foot into the garbage...again....instead of taking it out? Well, don't be! Not Me! Monday was born out of my desire to admit some of my imperfections and reveal a few moments I'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing!
I did not NOT notice that my daughter had two different shoes on when we went to Chick-fil-A on Monday. It did not take me until we pulled into the Chick-fil-A's parking lot to see the beautiful Crocs that she told me she wanted to wear. There was not one brown Mary Jane Croc and a pink Mickey Mouse Croc both for the left foot on her feet. What kind of mom would not notice that. Seriously.... Oh, and when we left the Chick Fil-A playground we were not stopped by a mom that just wanted to make sure that we knew that Makenna had two different shoes on!
We did not go to ChickfilA for the past three weeks because they were offering a special that if you brought in your church's Sunday bulletin, you would get an 8-count chicken nugget pack for free. We did not march ourselves in there each week with 7-8 bulletins (depending if Daddy went with us), smile, and hand them to the cashier. We did not end up paying less than $8 for 8 8 count nuggets, 2 large fries, and 2 large drinks which fed our whole family! WHo-hoo!!
I did not tell Luke to watch his little sister while we were at Chick-fil-A while I went to get a milkshake (that we also had a free coupon for). He did not misunderstand me and go watch Makenna in the playland while I thought he was watching Klaire at the table. There is not way I would not realize that my almost 8 month old daughter was sitting at a table all by herself in her high chair while I went to get a free milkshake. I would not have moms and dads staring at me when I got back because I left my daughter there. AHHHH!!!!!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Blake's - Jackson Thomas Alma
Luke's - Luke Jeffrey Alma
Jakeb's - Sean Sonny Alma
Kaleb's - Ross Grant Alma
The things we talk about in our family! Crazy!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Here's a run-down on the stuff we did.
Saturday: Drove up on the mountains and took some great pictures. We went to Cherokee, NC. The kids went swimming that night.
Sunday: We went to church in the morning and then introduced the kids to Gatlinburg by walking around town. It was almost 70 degrees outside! Talk about great weather.
Monday: Ripley's Aquarium and more swimming
Tuesday: Did some shopping - knife store for Eric and scrapbook store for me, vegged out at the villa, and I'm sure there was more swimming involved.
Friday was the worse day of the vacation because it was the day we had to leave. Boo! However, on the way home we found a Sonny's Bar-b-q to help us drown our sorrows in some of the best barbecue you've ever had!!!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Anyway, I get home from co-op with the slight hope that he has another plan, and we're met at the basement door by him. I catch his eye, and he gives me a smirk and says, "Everyone go up to the living room now!" So of course, I'm getting excited although I'm not letting it show. He must have gotten me flowers or something, or so I thought. When I get up there, I scan the table, the living room, even my open bedroom door in hopes to see something resembling some sort of PRESENT, but still nothing!
He then has us all sit down, and he says something like this,
"Kids, you know that today is a special day. It's mom and dad's anniversary. It's our ten year anniversary, so I have a surprise to celebrate. We are going on a vacation, a SEVEN DAY VACATION. Do you kids want to go on a vacation?"
He was answered with a chorus of Yeas!!!!! and kids jumping up and down.
"There's only one place I could think of going, so where do you guys think we're going?"
All the kids shouted, "DISNEY!!"
"Uhh...no, not Disney...somewhere closer."
Slowly, it starting to make sense what Eric is saying. Seriously? a vacation? You mean, we're not going to Chilis? How did he do this? Where did he get the money to do this? Seriously, a vacation? Only one place he could think of to go? Man, where would that be? It couldn't be Disney. Where? Think, Marshan, Think! Ohhh!!! I figured it out right as he was saying it to the kids.
"We are going to....Gatlinburg!"
YAY!!!!! was the kids response although they had no idea where or what Gatlinburg was.
Eric then looked at me and waited for my response. I think he actually said something like, "How are you doing?"
I just gave him the look of disbelief still. It had totally not sunk in yet. How in the world had he done this without me figuring it out?
He then went on with the kids, "Now, Gatlinburg isn't as exciting as Disney, but we'll definitely have fun. We'll be leaving here in about two hours."
WHOA!!!!!!!!! Two hours?? How do you pack for a family of 8 in TWO hours. The laundry wasn't even done. There was no way I was going to be able to get everything done in two hours. I had to get all the baby stuff together. There was no way we could leave in two hours. Breathe, Marshan, Breathe!
"I've been doing laundry all morning, so we all have clothes so all you have to do is pack it. Don't stress out, Marshan."
After I had picked up my mouth off the floor, I vaguely remember telling the kids to get
("Eric, are there washing machines there?") so many outfits, underwears, pajamas, socks, and ("Eric, are we going to church on Sunday?") one church outfit.
I walked in my room and was greeted with a bed covered with clean laundry needing to be folded and suitcases all over the floor.
Eric looks at me and says, "I already started to pack my own clothes, Marshan, and I already brought up the suitcases."
Seeing the suitcases must have started to make me realize what was really happening. The man was taking me on a trip for our ten year anniversary. We had talked about it a long time ago, but then we decided against it. But somehow, Eric had still planned and saved for it, and oh my goodness! He had pulled it off. He had done it!
Even as we were actually in the car driving to Gatlinburg, I still sat in the passenger seat in disbelief, and you know what? We never did make it to Chilis!
But man, oh man! Eric Alma won the husband of the year award. That's for sure!
Gatlinburg, here we come!