Winter Wonderland

Let it Snow...

We had our first snow here this weekend. What a view everywhere! For those of you who don't know me well. I love snow... alot. The only down side to it that I can think of is that it sticks to the bottom of your jeans. That is kinda gross.

It melts and then your jeans stick to your ankles and it is wet and cold. That is why you should tuck your jeans into your socks, because you can remove the wet socks and get a new pair.... but you look like a dork with jeans tucking into your thick winter socks. There is just no winning.

AAHHhhhh...

I tried to help...

... But it was too late...

I'm at Home When I am with You

Can you get much more beautiful than this?

I love this place.

Wild and Wonderful

West Virginia

I was a chaperon for a college trip yesterday (How funny is that?!) We went whitewater rafting with Rivermen in Fayetville, WV. It was a fantastic trip and our guide Jay Jay was awesome!

Time sure does fly. When did I become old enough to drive a rental van and have the lives of 6 college freshmen and sophomores put into my hands?! It feels like yesterday when I was a freshman signing up for fun adventure trips with the college. And talking about the CUTE upperclassmen boys with my chaperon.

Pretty Fly For a White Guy

Ok a bit inappropriate for a title, I know. But I couldn't think of another title more appropriate for this entry... well I could, but you will see... This is something that I have been thinking about alot lately due to some stuff going on, and I want to share. You can learn alot in just 4 years of marriage!

White Mike is the kid I dated in college. (no joke, that was his "given" name) He had a smile that was so huge, toothy and beautiful. That smile warmed my heart every day. His hands always warmed my hands. So as long as we were holding hands and he was smiling, I was warm and tingly all over. I was in love, flat out head over heels.

Fast forward 3 years. I was married to fresh out of Boot Camp and SOI Marine Mike. He had a warm smile and warm hands. But he wasn't White Mike any longer and I did not have that tingley ooy gooy feeling. I, for the first time, had to consciously make the decision to continue to love my husband.

I am sure that I will have to make that decision over and over when there is Returned from Deployment Mike, Papa Mike, Midlife Crisis Mike, Bird Watching Enthusiast Mike, Grandpa Mike, Cancer Survivor Mike.

He makes that decision too. And I can assure you something: we would not be making that decision so easily if we did not have God as our foundation. I will not say that we are perfect and have the best marriage in the world. But we have God, and if we rely on him, then bring on all the Mikes.

Happily, there are traces of White Mike in my new and improved Marine/Civilian/Prepping for Deployment Mike. Gosh I love that goofy red head!

We're Done!

We are finally finished with the Kitchen (minus a few pieces of trim)

What do ya think?

Hey!

"Hey!"