Choices and Blessings

I was driving home yesterday from Busch Gardens and contemplating some things.  It was this amazingly perfect day where my friends were all able to join us at the last minute and there was no drama and no hiccups and we left right before no-nap meltdown time. Beautiful weather, beautiful friends…just an all around amazing day.

As Nolan finally took his nap on the ride home I was contemplating how blessed we are. In so many ways.  I was thinking about how I sometimes wonder when the other shoe will drop. Is it actually possible to be this lucky? Surely something bad is going to happen.

But then, I was thinking…there have been lots of times when I/we could have not felt so blessed.

My parents got divorced and we moved away from my dad.  My grandfather got AIDS during a surgery (in the mid 80’s).  I was overweight for most of high school, nerdy and not one of the “cool kids”.  I had to have back surgery at the age of 14.  I’ve lost a lot of family in the last 10 years, including both my parents and I’m only 35. Josh lost his job at one point, a few months before he started with the police department.  I had post-partum depression after Nolan was born. Josh now works a stressful job with unfortunate hours.  My marriage is not perfect, my child is not perfect (whose is?). I am not perfect and neither is my life.

This made me think that perhaps the blessings in our life, or the feeling of having been blessed, may have more to do with the decisions we’ve made.  The choices we’ve made when faced with the bad or the hard.

I know that things are not always as simple as this makes it seem.  We don’t always know what the good choices are. But maybe it’s more a matter of making choices for the right reasons.  Perhaps then, even if it wasn’t the best choice, it can eventually lead you down the right road.

Spring Fever

I can’t believe it’s been 3 months since I blogged.  Crazy how quickly time can get away from us.

We’ve had some really great times this winter, partially due to the crazy back and forth weather patterns.

One day we’re at the zoo in January…

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The next, it’s sleeting and snowing…

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Snow…

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…then warm enough to go wander around Colonial Williamsburg.

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We’ve even had days like this:

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Well, Josh and Nolan did. I was at work. 🙁

Right now I’m completely over the back and forth, though. We have passes to Busch Gardens and Water Country, we’ve got camping equipment, we’ve got a little johnboat…I’m READY FOR SUMMER!!!

I’ve been working hard to get my garden going.  Trying to do it right this year, by planting seeds and getting things ready early.  I’ve got garlic, onions, green beans, carrots, cucumbers, lettuce, spinach, tomatoes, watermelon, and lots of peppers.  As usual I have no idea what I’m doing, but I’m going to keep trying.  I just wish the weather would cooperate so I could get stuff out of the ground and into the beds.

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We also got chickens!!! Can you believe we finally did it!?

We got 6 hens, the max we can have in our city (no roosters).  Two of them are Buff Orringtons, two are Barred Plymouth Rock and the other two…I honestly can’t remember.  They’re living in the guest room under a heat lamp.  They have to stay there until they get their feathers (about a month) and Josh is working on the chicken coop for when they’re ready to go outside.

Oooooh! And we got a chocolate lab puppy, named Monty.

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He was about 10 weeks in the picture above and the one below is from Easter weekend. He’s a little over 4 months now and it’s about time for him to go to puppy school.

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I even got all crafty and made him (them) a dog bed.

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Sure, it may have cost as much as buying one, but…at least I have a sense of satisfaction. 😉

The only other development is my obsession with Lularoe (and apparently selfies).

If you’re in the Hampton Roads area, I’m having a pop-up on April 28th.  Use the Contact Me form to shoot me an email and I’ll let you know where.

Hopefully this post will get me back in the blogging groove.  It’s gonna be a great summer and I can’t wait to share it with you!

Hello and Goodbye

So, we got a dog. And then we took him back to the shelter a month later.  Before you judge, hear me out.

We’ve been looking to get a new dog for a few years now.  We had to put our Rottweiler/Lab mix down a few months after Nolan was born.  He was an awesome dog.  Loved to fetch. Not a big cuddler, but he was 90 lbs, so that’s fine. 🙂

We’ve been going to shelters off and on for that entire time.  Our little dog, Goliath, was a mess between our attention shifting to Nolan and losing Rusty.  He started peeing in the house (only on the carpet downstairs of course) and crating him didn’t help because it was spiteful.  He’d come in from outside and go pee downstairs (never caught the little f*!&er in the act, though).  We knew he needed company, but it had to be the “right” dog.

Finally…finally, we were in the SPCA one day and came across Kano, a pit bull (mix, supposedly).   His eyes just drew me in.  They were a beautiful gold color.

We thought about it for a week and took Nolan and Goliath for the required meet and greets.  Kano was super chill and mostly ignored both of them.  We went to the pet store to get everything we needed and then went and picked him up the next day.

FB_IMG_1451401068544We were definitely a little nervous about getting a pit bull so we followed all the instructions about keeping a leash on him for a few days and not letting the dogs eat together, etc., etc.  Kano LOVED snuggles and cuddling on the couch.  He was calm and hardly ever barked.

20151115_12034620151115_145546  20151116_20265020151117_20253920151117_202514After a couple of weeks we loosened the reins a bit. Another week or so after that Kano snapped at Goliath because Goliath was eating out of his bowl.  We tried to keep them separated during meal times again after that, but there were certainly times I was distracted and it didn’t happen.  All was well for another two or three weeks and then it happened again. Kano stopped without my interference (I wasn’t about to get in the middle) and Goliath acted like nothing had happened.  They were still playing together.

A day or two later I felt a scab on Goliath and found a puncture wound, quite deep on his shoulder and a couple of other scratches.  Of course, we had to assume it either happened when that incident occurred or when we were gone.  Oddly, Goliath never acted afraid of Kano or seemed hurt in any way unless you touched the wounds.

We had tried crating Kano, but he busted out within a minute so that wasn’t an option.  Our doors have those long, horizontal handles and he’d learned to open them so no keeping him in a room.

We felt like we really didn’t have a choice except to take him back to the shelter.  It was really a painful decision and brings tears to my eyes just to think about it.  In a home without other animals he was literally a perfect pet.  Didn’t shed much, super cuddly, loved car rides, didn’t bark much, etc.  His favorite place to sleep was Nolan’s bed, which is what we’d dreamed of in a new dog.  But, we just weren’t comfortable having him in the house any more.

It really hurts my heart because we’d all become attached to him.  Nolan is at an age where he’s not going to forget Kano quickly.  And Kano wasn’t/isn’t a bad dog.

I keep feeling guilty that I didn’t do more.  Maybe we should have tried a little longer.  I certainly shouldn’t have gotten lax about isolating them when eating.  But, while I truly don’t think Kano would have ever hurt Nolan, Nolan is at an age where he does the exact opposite of what we ask him to do and I can totally see him messing with Kano while he’s eating just because I said not to and I can’t guarantee I won’t get distracted and if something happened…I just couldn’t handle it.

The whole thing just sucks.  The SPCA does food aggression tests and Kano passed.  That was the frustrating part.  He didn’t get upset every time.  Maybe it was when he was extra hungry, maybe he was in a bad mood…who knows?  We don’t even know it happened then, either, because Goliath certainly didn’t act like a dog that got bit.

Shit, we don’t even know 100% that Kano did it.  We’ve had a bald eagle (yes, a bald eagle)  in the back yard, lately, and Goliath is only 9 lbs. so he’s basically a squirrel to an eagle.  Of course, Josh came up with a wild theory after the fact that the eagle tried to take Goliath and Kano saved him.  It’s more than a little out there and we definitely had to operate off the most likely scenario, but it did put a little doubt in our heads.

We aren’t those people who think pets are disposable.  I promise you, Goliath’s non-stop barking, peeing on the carpet, jerkface little butt would be gone.  I actually joked that we should take Goliath to the shelter and keep Kano, but of course we’d never do that.  That’s not how pet ownership works.

If anyone out there has a home without pets and small kids or knows someone who is and is looking for a wonderful, calm pet, then please contact me and I’d love to give you more information.

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20151128_173341He really is a wonderful dog and hurts my heart to know he’s back in the shelter.

Life, Lately

Wow! It’s been so long since I posted, I’m surprised I remembered my password.

The short story is that I started a new position where I simply don’t have time to blog.  While to many it may seem a strange departure to go from a professional job as an instructional designer, a job that requires a Masters degree, to an admin job, I saw it a little differently.

To be clear, it’s in the same company and in the same department.  I felt I needed to get more exposure to the department and the company as a whole. This position, while administrative, is assistant to the Vice President of the department and as I transition in, I take over other duties left by unfilled positions, like the department’s budget and our company’s award program (open to all 30,000 people in the company).

Basically in my old job I knew nothing about anything except my little niche area.  Now I need to know everything about everything.  It’s been a steep learning curve, but so far I’m doing pretty well, I think.  ::knocks on wood::

So there’s the answer to my absence.  But Christmas is almost here and I’m looking forward to some time off.

This morning I was thinking of all the cute things Nolan is saying and doing lately and wanting to capture them on the blog.  Of course, I’ve already forgotten half of them, but here are a few.


 

“When I was in college….”

“When I was a younger man…”

“I was over at the kid’s hospital and my girlfriend fell down and I helped her up and took her to the doctor.”

“I think Dad is going to give me his credit card.”

We went to see the ice show at Christmastown a few weeks ago.  While everyone else is singing along to Christmas carols, Nolan is singing, “We will rock you!” and when it’s over and people cheer, he yells, “Booooo!”

I ask him why his shins are covered in bruises and he dramatically re-enacts how he fell down, thus probably giving himself more bruises.

 

Halloween 2015

I know everyone is already moving on to Thanksgiving and Christmas, but I’m just not there, yet.

This year, for Halloween, we did it up! I love Halloween and really wanted to have a Halloween party.  Since Josh was working on Halloween, we did it the weekend before and I *may* have gone a little Pinterest crazy.

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Found these candy knives at the grocery store and couldn’t resist.

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Hay bales around the fire pit with s’mores.

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Nolan took one look at the “body” and used it as a race track for his Hot Wheels. LOL

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This guy was “cute” according to Nolan.

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And I was “pretty.” I’m a little worried about him. 😉

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Pretzels with marshmallows, covered in white chocolate. Not as easy to make as one might think.

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Spider eggs.

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Someone couldn’t keep their dinner down.

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Our little “graveyard.”

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Toilet paper/Paper towel rolls with LED tealights in them for creeeepy eyes outside.

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What a blast! Now I have to top it next year. ha.


On the Friday before Halloween we carved our pumpkin.  I can’t remember the last time I bothered to make a real effort.  This was so easy!  I’m glad I went for something a little more fun this year.

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That night after Josh went to work, Nolan insisted on wearing his costume around the house while we watched Hocus Pocus.  I got lucky this year because the only thing I needed to buy was tape.  We already had the rain coat, rain boots, black pants, firefighter shirt, and firefighter hat.  Josh and I made the hose and backpack out of soda bottles and a car heater hose.

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Halloween day was pretty much  the best ever. I suppose it was the combination of it being on a Saturday and Nolan’s age. I propose a national movement to make Halloween always on a Saturday.

We went to Town Center for a trick or treat event. It was PACKED!  There were long lines for everything.  I think he maybe got 6 pieces of candy.  After we stood in line for a caricature (free), I was pretty much done.

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After nap time we went over to Ken’s house so Josh could trick or treat with us before he went to work.  We brought Ken a pumpkin so his wife, Julie, could have her first Jack O’ Lantern (she moved here from Switzerland, and the Philippines before that back in the Spring).

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We trick or treated for about and hour and a half.  I am REALLY glad we brought the wagon.  Nolan pretended it was a fire truck and would make siren noises as I walked.  He also insisted I address him as “Firefighter.”  “Say, ‘Please come here, FIREMAN!.'”

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From there we went to an “after party” at a friend’s house and headed home close to 10pm.  I transferred Nolan to his bed and then hit the hay myself.  Another successful Halloween in the books.

Ruminations

I was just thinking that it always seems like this time of year is when I slow down on posts for a while and then it picks up in late winter through the summer.  Fall and the holidays are just so busy that even when I do have time to blog, I get overwhelmed by how much I want to recap and then I give up.

We’re even busier this year because Nolan is doing gymnastics on Mondays and soccer on Tuesdays (today is the last game, thank goodness).  He loves both of them, though I think gymnastics ranks a bit higher because it’s mostly just awesome playtime for an hour and mom isn’t constantly yapping at him to “stay on the field!”, “the other goal!”, “no hands!”…lol.

I’ve been struggling a little with our morning routine during the week.  It’s a little hard to explain, but I’m just tired of always being in a rush and sometimes I just want my tired three year old to sleep if he wants to (because, you know, three year olds always want to sleep in on weekdays and are up at 6am on weekends).  It doesn’t really matter if we get up early or not.  There’s always some sort of meltdown on the way out the door which makes me stressed about being late to work.

It doesn’t help that I’ve been trying to give Nolan more responsibility, like making his bed and picking out his clothes which adds time to our morning, but I think is crucial to his development.  I tried having him pick out his clothes at night and then he just changed his mind in the morning. :/

Yesterday I ended up leaving him at home with Josh as he had a meltdown about wearing shorts (it was 40 degrees).  Josh ended up taking him to daycare at like 10AM.  If Josh hadn’t been home I guess I would’ve just let him wear shorts and brought pants for him to wear when he got cold.

This morning he was able to sleep until 7:15 because he had a dentist appointment at 9:30.  We had a nice leisurely morning. Until he went to time out right before we needed to leave and the I had to physically carry him to the car kicking and screaming. Le sigh.

So, I’m in this weird place where I half wish I was a SAHM because I’m tired of rushing around in the mornings, I’m tired of having to figure out “how sick” he might be when he’s sick because if he’s not “that” sick then I need to save the time for when he is because I’ll not only need to stay at home with him but I’ll be sick myself soon after.  I hate having to send him when he doesn’t feel well.  Sometimes I just want to lounge around and relax with my kid more than once/week (because church on Sundays).

Not to mention all the things I’d love to do around the house if I just had more time.

But then…age three is exhausting and I’d probably tear all my hair out. (We’ve had meltdowns about wanting “warm ice cream” and because we didn’t know how to tie his shoelaces “in a circle”.)

And I probably couldn’t afford to do any projects around the house if I wasn’t working.  Shoot, I don’t think we could afford the house itself.

And it’s funny because you’d think this would all be accompanied by unhappiness at work, but no.  I’m probably the most challenged (in a good way) and busy at work as I’ve ever been.

So strange.  I think I might be in the beginnings of a mid-life crisis.  They say they often accompany the loss of a parent/parents, right (my dad passed away 7 years ago, before my first blog so some might not know he’s gone).

Life is short, man? Do I want to spend the next 25 years of mine in an office?

All I’m saying is…don’t be surprised if you find out we’ve sold our house and are touring around in an RV. 🙂

 

Nolan’s Birthday Party

Nolan requested a construction cake for his 3rd birthday.  I wasn’t planning on following that theme much past the cake and invitation.

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Anyway, I didn’t want to spend a bunch of $ on decorations, too, but I managed to do up the theme a little more without spending a lot.  I printed signs for the tables and to direct people to the bathrooms.

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The only other things I did was pick up a few balloons on Amazon and some Construction Zone tape.

We had just finished the deck the weekend before (that’s another post) so we had all this dirt around the base of it.  At the last minute I gathered up all his construction toys/trucks and put them in the dirt.  It cost me NOTHING and was one of the highlights of the party.  In fact, Nolan preferred this to the slide, only sliding twice the whole day (after the water was turned on).

We had a large invite list so I ended up just ordering pizza.  It was by far the most cost effective approach.  Chips, pizza and drinks. I meant to put out watermelon but forgot.  I found three watermelons in my fridge after the party was over. Whoops. We ended up having a second gathering on his actual birthday to “clean out” our fridge before we left for Vegas.

I know that I go way over the top for his birthday, but I really enjoy planning it and designing the invitations.  I love having people over and since my birthday is just 4 days before his, I figure it’s my birthday party, too.

I was super proud of his cake.  He requested a construction cake and I recreated one off Pinterest.

This is the pic I took right when it was done.

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nolanis3-144So, all in all it was definitely a success and I can’t wait until next year.  Who knows what we’ll come up with.

Below is a slideshow of the pictures from our photographer, KT Nichols.

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And here is a video of him getting his “big” present.  Thank goodness for Craigslist.

Blog Update

So, if anyone is wondering…I managed to lose the entire blog.  I had the domain and hosting on recurring payment with GoDaddy, but my card had been replaced and I didn’t realize it was tied to a card and not my bank account. So…I somehow managed to not even visit my own blog for a month and when I did I realized it was down.

I thought I could just pay what I owed and it would pop back up, but no. Nope. All gone.  The only think saving me from crying at my desk is the fact that the Wayback Machine crawled the blog in early August (THANK GOD) and I should be able to save the important ones by copying and pasting.

Once I recover them, I’m probably going to use Blog2Print to save everything important in book form.

So, that’s it for now.  I’ll be back soon with posts on Nolan’s 3rd birthday, our trip to Vegas and other random updates.

 

Best Day EVER!

I figured after yesterday’s negativity, I should write about how awesome our Sunday had been.

We were up at 6:59 (by we, I mean Nolan) and went to the early service at church.

After church we went to the gym since we didn’t make it on Saturday.  Nolan wasn’t in much of a mood to be left at the gym child care.  After 25 intense minutes on the Expresso Bike I went to get a towel, which is inconveniently in front of the glass enclosed childcare area.  Nolan was waiting at the gate.  I couldn’t bear to leave him again, since I could hear him yelling “mama” so I just went and got him.

I had driven all the way to Downtown Norfolk (their childcare opens the earliest) and it seemed like a waste for 25 minutes.  So, I figured, let’s have an adventure.

There’s a Tide lightrail station behind the Y, so we bought a ticket and hopped on.

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IMG_20150712_110234I decided it would be fun to document our adventure via Instagram (@admeyerlife) so there’s plenty of pictures.  We rode just a few stops to Harbor Park and then started walking back towards MacArthur center.  I figured we could eat lunch at D’Egg.

IMG_20150712_111819This area is where I walk or run during lunch on weekdays, and it’s really nice, but there’s NO SHADE.  Nolan was a trooper, since it was warm and I didn’t have any water.  I kept him motivated with the promise of boat sightings and mac N’ cheese for lunch.

IMG_20150712_113701See…a boat!  I felt bad I didn’t plan ahead and have a swimsuit for him.  There’s a little splash pad right here and he asked to go in, but when I said no he was a good sport about it.

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D’egg was too busy so we went a little further (such a trooper!) and had Max & Erma’s in the mall.

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20150712_122013[1]He was so good while we were there that I got him a warm chocolate chip cookie with milk.  And if you give a kid some milk….he’s going to want to blow bubbles.

After lunch we went to Gymboree to get him a hat since I can never keep track of his hats.  Luckily they were having 40% off everything, including clearance.  So, we ended up with the hat, sunglasses and “flip shoes” as Nolan called them (flip flops).

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We hopped on the train and went back to retrieve the car.  This is Nolan’s face when I said we were heading home.

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Ha!  Actually, the day pretty much just stayed awesome from there.  We woke Josh up (he worked the night before), got cleaned up, and went to a family BBQ where Nolan got to play with the big kids and everyone had a blast.

Seriously…best Sunday, ever!

Morning from Hell!

Did you ever have one of those mornings where you feel like you need to document it because otherwise you couldn’t believe it happened?

That was my morning.  Barring injuries or death I’d have to say it was top 10 worst mornings.

Get up early-ish (for me) and decide to take a relaxing bath.  Start running the water. Nolan wakes up.

Getting ready to leave and Nolan is having a tantrum for unknown reasons.

Get in the car (Josh’s because the A/C went out in our “new” van).  Nolan is screaming.  Realize we need gas.

Stop at gas station.  Push fuel door button. Nothing. Push it again. Nothing.  Push it again, button implodes all over the ground.

Looking for button parts all over ground littered with chicken bones.  Can’t find spring. Think I’m imagining things and there wasn’t a spring. Put button in. Nope, must be a spring. Find spring.  Button is stuck and can’t get it out to put spring in. Try for 5 minutes. Say fuck it, drive home to get the van.

Gate has the wood behind it (so people can’t open it from the front). Go inside and around to open the gate (van is in back yard). Get in van to pull it out front.  Realize it’s almost out of gas.  Almost have a Steel Magnolias moment.

Transfer everything into van (including child).  Get to gas station. Don’t know where Amex card is. Hope it’s in Josh’s car and didn’t drop it when I was parked in this same spot 10 minutes ago. Will look when I get home and hope no one charges a car (not that my limit is that high).

indexTry to put gas in car.  Pump is apparently not working with cards.  Scream in frustration.

Drive towards daycare.  Tell Nolan that mommy is sorry for being grumpy.  Stop at gas station near daycare. Get out.  Realize I drove there with the fuel door open and gas cap hanging out. Put gas in car.

Drive to daycare. Nolan has a meltdown when I need to leave.  Go to work.