Our Cotton Anniversary

Well, folks, we made it!! Today is my 2nd wedding anniversary. I believe that we've already been through the toughest parts so it's smooth sailing ahead. Neither one of us thought that we would make it 2 years. I'm very proud of us. We kind of have to this tradition to get silly gifts for each other for our anniversary. Nathaniel brought home a cheap bottle of wine (not the cheapest), and a funny card. The card had a picture on the front of an old fat couple sitting on a couch. In front of where they're sitting was a coffee table that had a beer bottle serving as a candle holder and a "feast" of hotdogs. On the inside of the card it reads "Here's To Romance" because the couple is toasting. I guess you'd just have to see it. I had to laugh. I made Nathaniel a card, too. On the front of his it says "Happy 2nd Anniversary" and there is a hole cut out at the top with cotton balls poking through. The 2nd anniversary is traditionally the cotton anniversary. As you open up the card the cotton turns out to be the back end of a sheep. I drew a bewildered sheep peeking around it's ass. The sheep is standing on a stump. She's a stump-broken sheep. This had to do with a running joke in our house. Again, I guess you had to be there.

Fuckin Aunt Flow had to come in today, too. We celebrated anyway! We were going to Florida for our anniversary but hurricane Frances has other plans. We've decided to really start in on building our house instead. We're disappointed but we really need to get things rolling with the house, too. So, we're making lemonade with the lemons.

Redneck In The City

I've always said that I would try anything once. Today I had to answer that pledge with action. Nathaniel has been itching to kill some of the ground hogs that have been visiting our garden lately. Tonight, one of them came to an untimely but humane end. Death was instant but it's still disturbing to see a creature flinch and twitch as the last sparks are fired through it's nerves. At least I guess that's what it was. Nathaniel showed off his killing to the neighbor who was also "hunting ground hog" recently. Then he skinned and gutted the carcass. And then...he cooked up the meat. Yes, ground hog/woodchuck is edible. I tasted it, and it was good. But my brain had a hard time separating the joy of eating with the flashbacks of the rodent's demise. But, like I said before, I've always said that I would try anything once. That was the one and only time I will be eating groundhog.

GO HOME Hurricane Frances!!!!!!!!

This blog seems to be turning into an ode to Nathaniel. I'm watching Mtv's Video Music Awards. I can't believe I just admitted that. Here I am 22 years old, a mother, and a wife and I still want my Mtv. It wouldn't be so bad if Mtv didn't suck so much these days. I guess it's my way of searching for my lost youth. Maybe I'm just a pop culture whore. I don't really get or enjoy the music that is out there today...at least what Mtv and VH1 chose to air. No, heart or soul to it, no feeling. It's just this cookie cutter crap. So why do I watch it? Who knows.

Today has been a nice lazy Sunday. Vince and Amy came last night for dinner. Amy is pregnant. She just found out a few weeks ago but she's already far enough along that she is feeling movement. Maybe she just has a screwy cycle. I hope all goes well. She and Vince both were asking questions about how we handled our pregnancy and birth. It's nice to be able to advise people.

So, we've been planning on a trip to Florida for over a month now. We're hoping to leave Thursday. However, hurricane Frances may have other things in mind. She's projected to hit precisely where we're headed. If it were just Nathaniel and me I wouldn't be so concerned. But we were planning on this being Geof's first trip to the beach and I do not want to put him in harms way. I dunno, maybe we'll just rent a backhoe and start grading our property.

YES, folks you heard right. We are officially land owners now. My grandfather gave us the deed to almost 2 acres of land. It's right beside my parents' house. I always knew that I would return to Rutherford county to settle down and educate my children. I just never dreamed that I would be right beside my folks!! I do believe that it will be a very nice situation. As it is now, we have no one close to babysit should be need it at a moments notice. When we move, we'll have my parents, my younger cousin Katie, aunts, uncles, friends, etc. etc. Yeah, it's gonna be alllll rrrright.

A Light Bulb Moment!

I just realized the other day why I fell in love with and married my husband. He is successful in everthing that I wish I could be. He can fix cars, he is awesome at playing guitar, he is an excellent cook, very intelligent, etc. etc. He is a great inspiration in my life and I am so glad that our son has such a wonderful rolemodel. I have a damn great life!

Full Moon in the Morning

So, I was lying in bed yesterday morning trying not to hear Geof laughing and playing in his crib. I knew I didn't have much more time to enjoy my little cocoon. When I finally made it into his room about 5 minutes later I found him lying face down, ass up!! The little booger had stripped ALL his clothes AND his diaper off. I had to laugh. When he stood up he starts playing with his little goober saying "enis" "enis" Ya know, "penis" without the "p". I've been teaching him his body parts. I guess he wanted to practice what he had learned that morning!

#1 On #2

Wow, how ambitious am I? This is my first post on not my first, but my second blog. I decided to be selfish with this one. I'm dedicating it to me. That's right, this blog is all about the little rumblings in my head.
Today's rumbling...I'm am one lucky woman. I have these epiphanies about 3 times a month. I have a beautiful, healthy, smart 18-month-old son. I have a handsome, devoted, loving, strong, intelligent husband. I have a loving, supportive, unique family. I have my health (sorta). I'm just lucky.
Nathaniel, my dear hubby, never stops surprising me. Tonight, he fixed supper for us. He is so wonderful in the kitchen...I'm so damn jealous! He tried to make jerk chicken....he wasn't so happy with the outcome, but I thought it was absolutely wonderful!! He's getting better at reading me too. Today was one of those days where I just seemed to get a bit agitated more easily. No, not PMS. I didn't even have to tell him about it. He took care of Geof for me so that I could have some alone time. He put him to bed, played with him, etc. Not that he won't do that normally...but he took extra care this evening to give me a break.
I love Nathaniel. I love those days where I fall in love with him all over again. We had some pretty hard times in the beginning and it's taken us a lot of effort, tears, and love to get to where we are. I wouldn't want to be anyone or anywhere else and I really like that fact.

Alpha...the beginning

I always start out with the best of intentions with "blogging" and journal keeping. I hope I can do it this time. I really like this site, it's easy to understand. It's kinda funny how I found this site, too. I was setting up the "My Page" section on Yahoo. There was something on there that I had never heard of...something about RSS headlines. I clicked on it and typed in a random search word. I chose poop. Poop is a funny word and there is always something funny to be found when doing a search for said word. Anyhoo, I came across a fellow blogging young mother from North Carolina. She has a blog on this site called Piss, Puke, Poop Chronicles. I instantly fell in love with it. She simply writes about how her day goes, what she did, a recipe or two. I can really relate to everything she talks about. I'm thinking of contacting her somehow. I'm afraid however that she may think that I am some crazed stalker or something...which is NOT true. I used to write a lot and was quite good at it. That was back in 8th grade. Maybe this journal will help me reclaim my lost skill. Or not. At any rate I think this is a good thing and I excited about it.For now, I must go as I hear my little one stirring...more to come, please stay tuned.