One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. This could take awhile.

November 24th, 2011

Occasionally I get insomnia. I toss. I turn. I arrange my pillow nest. But I never count sheep. I sing in my head one of my favorite songs * from one of my favorite movies.  And then I try it, and it takes FOREVER!   I hope you are similarly blessed today.   Happy Thanksgiving.

Love, The Huckablog Family

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*sorry about that horrible quality on the YouTube video!   It was the only one I could find, get on that Internet elves!

Love, honor and respect: I have been paying attention in class!

February 14th, 2010

I got married when I was twenty-three.   For the record, I think twenty-three is too young to get married, and I was not mature enough to make that decision.  Now that I am a more mature, even elderly age, I know that we got lucky.   The Husband and I have matured and grown together instead of in different directions.  This is only by the grace of God.

I was in love with him.  I wanted to be with him at all times.  Lordy, was I ever attracted to him.  I trusted him to not hurt me, but I still wanted to be in control.  I still was counting on taking care of myself, with my parents as a fall back.   I’m not sure I even knew HOW to really respect him.

You know that I was an awesome student, right? Well, if I were to write a mid-term paper on what I have learned in the class of love I would say there are two reasons we have a stronger marriage today than we did seven years ago.  1.  When we got married we promised to have faith that God had put us together, and that he would continue to use us for his good. 2.  We are both hard workers.  You see that is one of the most important thing I have gained from this man–love takes work.

It is one of the beautiful truths of life; loving each other in action–what we do and say–produces romance.  Everything in American culture teaches the opposite, that romance turns into love–but that is simply wrong.  Love is a choice and we choose how we’re going to treat our spouses in the good –and in the not-so-good–times.

My husband has taught me that the reality is an enduring, loving, thriving marriage can be built by simply changing how we interact with our spouse.

My husband has shown me that a modicum of kindness, selflessness, and respect goes a very long way.

My advice to newlyweds would be to accept the fact that your spouse isn’t perfect and then start taking notice of all the good.  Focusing on the good allows you to sort of train your mind to be grateful for who they are–which is so much better than feeling disappointed about who they are not.  Then TELL HIM (or her).  Tell him thank you for being a wonderful provider, tell him that he makes the world’s best grilled cheese, tell him that his short cut really was faster, remind him that you love the way they look with crazy David Bowie hair first thing in the morning, tell him he is an amazing father, and tell the whole world that YOU LOVE HIM.

Now I trust my life to this man–mine and our child’s.  Now I know that he will do everything in his power to take care of and provide for his family.  I respect his decisions and am learning to accept that sometimes because he says so is a good enough reason.   I am honored to be his wife.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

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Worry

November 20th, 2009

There are many things that surprised me about being a stay home mom.  Things like how I miss the little punk when he is away from me even for a couple of hours.  How there are times I feel like if I can’t  just get out of my house right now I might go totally bonkers.   How my house is actually messier than when I had a full time job.   How I don’t make fun of the sweatpant lady anymore because I totally get it.

How I can have absolute trust that my husband can provide for us.

But.

There is a sense of control that you lose when you are completely dependent upon another person financially.  I can worry all I want about his career but there is nothing I can do to help him succeed.  This is not to say I have one of those husbands who is lazy, or who is complacent.  It is just that when I was working I felt like I was in control of my destiny at every job I had.   If I wanted a raise or a promotion, I worked hard and got one. If I wanted to do just the status quo and skate by unnoticed while I job hunted or read blogs all day then I did.

Now I have to just sit back and let those things happen–or not.

Where is this coming from today?   Something like a third of my husband’s co-workers have been laid-off in the last two days, and his boss is no longer his boss.   My Husband still has his job–and it seems like if he were going to be let go, it would have happened today.  It is just as he whispered to me last night….sometimes our life seems too good to be true.  This career of his that lets us pay our bills, allows me to raise our son full time, even allows for the occasional luxury–it is what people dream of.

But what if?

The Husband is brilliant and has a great work ethic, and is both well educated and has a fair amount of experience.  I am confidant that if he did lose his job–he could get another one–we would be okay.  I just can’t help but worry.  Would we go broke in the interim?  Would I have to go find a job right away?  What would we do with The Son if I went to work?  What kind of job would I even look for?

I just read that a couple with children should have an entire YEAR’s worth of expenses in savings for job loss, or emergency.  Um, a YEAR?  If we had a year’s worth of expenses in savings we could–and probably would-pay off our MORTGAGE.

Do people really have that much set aside?  Should I go get a job just so we can have that in savings? We think no.  We are going to trust that we will be taken care of, and that our faith and hard work will pull us through any rainy days ahead.

But I still worry.

post edit:  I went back and re-read this post and realized what is missing.  I am a Christian.  Yes, my husband is our provider–but not really.  I do try to pray about this–all the time!  But I still worry.  Why?

We could have been at the beach.

September 30th, 2009

Our condo was steps away from a gorgeous beach.  If we got sick of the beach, there were outlet shops right across the highway.  I saw no reason for us to get in the Huckablazer and drive 45 minutes to the Airforce museum.   The thing about having a son is….Mama can be out voted.   Dangit.   First they appeased me by letting me go parasailing–but then we spent hours here.  It was….mind numbingly boring.  If I could have seen more history I would have been okay, remember I was a polisci geek–I love history.  I saw no history.  Three year olds do not like looking at dioramas and maps, they want to see “MORE JET PLANES MAMA!”

Whatever.  (sidenote:  The Son totally looked at me today and said “Whatever, you can just do what you want.”  Who taught him that?!)

Oh, and on the way home we stopped at the navy museum.  I did not even bother taking in my camera that time.

Here we have lovely picture of a jet thing.  It was cool according to The Hubs.

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This is where we spent the bulk of our time.  Cock pit training thing.

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Some of us were very excited.

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Some of us are still talking about it.

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How did he know what to do here?  I am quite certain that the Wiggles have never covered air warfare.

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He told me this button “made the fire that goes POW!”  Great.  So much for him not knowing about guns.

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I wonder if this lever would have ejected me back to the beach?

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Back outside to look at the helicopters.  Mama gets left behind.

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At least I have my camera to keep me company.  Why does this say Army if we are at an Airforce museum?   Still do not know the answer.

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Look!  A flower to take pictures of!  There are approximately 49 pictures of this hibiscus in my camera–and two of the helicopter.  I can’t help it.  I am a stereotypical girl–and proud of it.    Next time I get dropped off at the condo.

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Just Chute Me.

September 29th, 2009

Do you guys have a life list?  It is a very trendy thing for bloggers to do now, which is exactly why I don’t have one–but if I did–parasailing would totally be on it.   I have wanted to go parasailing since I was aware it even existed–at least twenty years.

When The Husband and I were on our honeymoon, we were going to go parasailing in the Bahamas.  We were on the boat.  They started putting on our harnesses…and, the boat broke!  No parasailing for us that day.  The Husband hoped I would forget about it, it seems he never really even WANTED to go pararsailing, he was just going to do it for his new bride!  I did NOT forget.  I did my research and we found Just Chute Me in Destin.  Their reviews were hands down the best.  I booked a “flight” for myself and told them I would be bringing two observers along.

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We drove out a good ways off shore.  Honestly the view from the boat was spectacular, but I did not notice since I had few pterodactyls in my stomach.

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My inner dialogue : “This is going to be fun. This is going to be fun.  For heavens sake smile so The Son does not freak.  If I die, it will be a cool way to go.”

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Please do not be blinded by my thighs.  We Huckablogs are pale people who firmly believe in sunscreen.

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“This is not scary!  This is awesome! Beautiful!  Peaceful!”

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“Ooh.  Look!  I see fish!”

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“No worries, I am having FUN!”

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“This is so worth every dime (we got a discount for The Son and all of us were given the coupon rate, it was $90 for all three of us, not including tip–which you should absolutely do.).  I have never seen such colors of blue and green.”

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“It is impossibly QUIET up here.  I am a Mother of a Pre-Schooler, I NEVER hear NOTHING.”

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Back on board the boat,  someone is not so thrilled his mother is 800 feet up.  He wants his mama back.

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The boat stopped and I just kinda dangled there.

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They had asked if I wanted my toes to get dipped.  I said yes. Knees? Yes.  Hips? Yes.  Back? Um.  Shoulders? No.  This all seemed fine before I went up and even while I was up in the air–but as they pulled me in to “dip” me?  I saw HUGE JELLYFISH!!

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I am not exaggerating for blogs sake here–THERE WERE JELLYFISH BIGGER THAN A MIATA.  LOTS OF THEM.  And I was being “dipped” right on top of them.  I was thinking of that scene in Finding Nemo where Marlin and Dory were jumping on top of the jellyfish so as not to get stung.  “So stay on top?  What was I thinking?  You DO NOT TAKE SAFETY ADVICE FROM A PIXAR MOVIE.  Well.  I hope it does not hurt too bad.”

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I had jellyfish all around me, but did NOT get stung once.  I think that they were really deep but I could not tell since I was so high when I spotted them.  Those sun bleached boat drivers knew exactly what they were doing.

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Little boy was glad mama was back.  I was glad for the hugs and kisses–but had SO MUCH FUN.  I would do it a thousand times more.  Just wait–as soon as this kid hits six–we are going together.

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It was a good way to spend a Wednesday morning–and we ALL had fun.

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Photo credits: The Husband and blond beach bum driver dude. (my camera)

More beach pictures soon!

Postcard

September 6th, 2009

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Dear Internet,

I am here–with my sweet husband and my adorable son and we are having a great time.  I would say that I wished you were here, but I don’t.  The three of us are enjoying each other, walks on the beach, chasing seagulls, picking up shell fragments, giggling at every single wave, building sand castles,  jumping in pools, reapplying sunscreen, eating yummy seafood, and deciding what to do next (PARASAILING!).   See you next week.

Love, Me.

I closed comments on this post because for some reason it was getting spammed like crazy and I am not spending my precious vacation moderating comments.  Sorry, the losers ruin it for us all.

31 things you never knew about my Husband.

July 21st, 2009

1.  He always sleeps on his left shoulder on the smallest  possible amount of bed on the left side.  There is usually a dog by his feet and a two year old often has both feet shoved in his Daddy’s kidneys.

2.  He gives the best rendition of Green Eggs and Ham you have EVER heard.  The Son’s (and mine) favorite part is when he pretends he is underwater.

3.  He brings me my half a pill every single night.

4.  He takes an entire handful of vitamins at the same time.

5.  The air conditioner was broken in the hospital the day he was born.  His mother loves him anyway.

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6. He had Garfield checks when we first met.

7.  Even though he now listens to Rush and Glenn Beck almost daily, he voted for Bill Clinton.

8.  He and our Son have the same middle name.  Among many other traits.

9.  He is a tee-totaler, meaning he will not even sip alcohol.

10.  When he was a teenager–he….well lets just say that he did more than sipping of wine coolers.

11.  He wants to wear khaki pants and a blue polo to work everyday.  He wants to wear khaki shorts and a brown or blue t-shirt at all other times.

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12.  He helps The Son make me a cross for my collection every mother’s day.

13.  He graduated high school when he was 17.

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14.  He likes to swim in pools way more than in lakes or oceans or rivers because he “can see the bottom, and what lives there.”

15.  He hates to shave, only does it when it starts to hurt my chin when I kiss him.

16.  He can fix anything.  ANYTHING.  He says his dad taught him.

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17.  Our first kiss was really, really awkward.  He is a really good kisser now.  But no one gets to test and see if I am telling the truth.  Just trust me–I see stars.

18.  When we first met, he said he hated Chinese food.  Now it is his favorite.

19.  When he was a little boy he said he wanted seven children.  Now he just wants one….maybe two.

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20.  He once bought a girl a five hundred dollar Barbie doll.   She broke his heart.  I am glad.

21.  He is constantly surrounded by a cloud of coax cables.

22.  He hangs every picture The Son has ever painted him in his office.

23.  He makes this horrible sound in the back of his throat when his allergies are bothering him.  His allergies are always bothering him.

24.   Right after we got married, I threw away every single pair of underwear he owned and bought him all new Old Navy boxers.  I overdrew our checking account in doing so, and he still said thank you.

25.   He is slightly afraid of spiders.  He thinks they are all black widows.

26.  He used to idolize Kurt Cobain–and credits Kurt’s death as what turned him around as a teenager.  So I guess, Thanks Kurt!  You might want to go check on your daughter now.

27.  He can build a mean block tower.  He started practicing really young.

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28.  He is incredibly fiscally responsible.  Ask me about how our vacation to Jamaica got turned into Destin.

29.  He was a boyscout for forever, and missed being an eagle scout because of when his birthday fell.

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30.  We disagree on how old The Son should be when he gets to watch Star Wars.  He had seen it by 5.  Guess who his favorite character was.

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31.   He is 31 today.  Happy Birthday Darlin.