Friday, August 10, 2012

How time flies...

Before I know it, it's been months since I've blogged. I wouldn't even be able to tell you when was the last time I'd been on here. That's sad. Sometimes I wonder why I bother to keep this going, but I get in these moods where I just want to write. So here goes...

We've had plenty going on in our lives. Started the summer off with just relaxing. My hubby busted his butt interviewing for a few places before we headed off for a week to Galveston with my mother-in-law. We took her for her 50th birthday. Let me tell ya, driving from the Texoma four hours to Arkansas is not so bad. But nine hours from Arkansas to Galveston, even I was wanting to complain, and I love to drive. Highways are so much better than back roads. Either way, we made it. We had a good time, a few hiccups here and there, but it was all good. The best part of the trip was taking Emma to the beach for the first time. We both are water girls, so I was excited to show her the sand and the water. She loved it when she first went in. She would only let me take her into the water, not her daddy or her Mimi. We had a great time.


We also got to go to Moody Gardens and several of our favorite restaurants. Our time in Galveston was just way too short. I really wish we could have stayed longer, but then again who doesn't. 

After returning from Galveston, we continued our summer with a few summer trainings (woohoo!). My hubby kept interviewing with no luck at getting a job. He started getting very discourage, and not going to lie me too. The week after an interview, and a week before our daughter's birthday party, we stayed at my parents because we had 3 trainings to go to. During the afternoon break of the first day of training, he got a call from the school we'd been praying about. He had interviewed at this school back in June, but they never called him back. They had called him to offer him a job. We were stoked! Because we were an hour away from his school, he called his principal to see if he could get out of his contract. The principal didn't hesitate, he immediately said no. We were crushed! We didn't fee like dealing with the rest of the training. We were so burnt out by the no's and no answers, that we decided to ditch the second day of trainings and go to the movies to take a break from life. In the middle of watching Dark Knight Rises (which btw I was already paranoid), he got a call from his boss. "You are free to pursue the job offer." We were speechless. I immediately got on Facebook and asked my friends to pray because Chris was calling the principal back to see if the job offer was still available. Nearly an hour later, he got the call! The job was his! Prayers answered! He finally had the job we'd wanted for him, he got a bump in his pay, and now we have a bit more security financially. We just couldn't believe it. We'd questioned why the house hunt seemed impossible, we weren't getting the homes we wanted, he wasn't getting responses to the job offers. Just so many things going wrong. God simply had a different plan from ours. And we were fine with it in the end.

The rest of that week we prepared for Emma's 2nd birthday party. Last year, for her 1st birthday, we went all out. We rented a water slide, cooked food for about 75 people, stayed out in the heat until we about died. My goal this year was to make it easier on both my mom and I. We were going to go the "white" route, as my hubby likes to say. We were going to have a set time, if my side of the family didn't make it, well they didn't make it. We were only going to have cake and ice cream. Then my mom and dad chimed in, "What do you mean no food for the adults? Yes, we'll have food. We'll pay for it and cook it." OK! Then came the question, "What about a piñata?" So we had a piñata. Needless to say, it turned into another big party. We cooked food like there was no tomorrow, well my dad cooked. We had so much piñata candy left over I was able to bring some home to enjoy. Don't get me wrong, it was a wonderful party for my angel, surrounded by people that love and care for her and us. But never again, NEVER again will we have an outside party. Both my hubby and I got busy when people started showing up that neither of us ate or drank nearly enough for 100+ degrees of heat. Worse part is that he is diabetic.

Like I said, it was a wonderful party. And the most important thing: my baby had fun!




 So what did this mom decide to do the morning after the birthday party? Move. Stupid (now that I think of it), but I thought it was best. We had decided in mid-July that we were moving from our old rent house to something better, if we couldn't buy a house. Our rent house was super old, spiders all over the place, and just not comfortable for me anymore. We found an apartment where teachers are actually appreciated, I got a discount on our rent for being a teacher in the city's district. So we began moving the morning after the birthday party, and didn't stop for nearly 4 days. We had to get rid of so much stuff considering we moved from a house to an apartment. Here I sit, a week later, and we are more moved in than we ever were at the house. Funny thing is, we're waiting a couple of months after my hubby starts his job to see what kind of mortgage we can afford. I can only pray that the next time we move, it will be a more permanent move and into our own home.

So what's left of this summer? Well we have birthday parties and baby showers to attend in the next week. Might have my mother-in-law visit for a few days next week. My hubby starts at his new job next Wednesday, and I the Monday afterwards. Somewhere amidst the rush of going back to school, we will go shopping for work clothes and perhaps get a date or two in. Until then....we will see what life has to bring our way. I just hope it's not months til the next time I update.