“42”

On June 25, 1971 God decided it was the perfect time to bring a pretty perfect guy into the world. For his birthday, I decided to tweak Taylor’s Swifts song 22. I mean, if Jay Leno can do it, why can’t I? Here goes…

It feels like a perfect night to dress up like youngsters

And make fun of our kids, uh uh uh uh

It feels like a perfect night to stay out ’til midnight

To fall in love like strangers uh uh uh uh

Yeaaaaaaah 

We’re happy free confused and without the kids at the same time

It’s miserable and magical oh yeah

Tonight’s the night we can forget about bed times.

It’s time uh uh

I don’t know about you ’cause I’m not 42

Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you

You know all about me and I bet more than you want to

Everything will be alright if we don’t act like you’re not 42, 42.

It seems like one of those nights. 

This place is too crowded oh well there’s no kids

It seems like one of those nights

We get a sitter and end up paying through the nose

Yeaaaaah

We’re happy free confused and so broke in the best way

It’s miserable and magical oh yeah

Tonight’s the night when we forget about bed times

It’s time uh uh

I don’t know about you ’cause I’m not 42

Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you

You know all about me and I bet more than you want to

Everything will be alright as long as we keep acting like you’re not 42, 42.

I don’t know about you ’cause I’m not 42, 42

It feels like one of those nights

We get a sitter

It feels like one of those nights

We’ll be paying

It feels like one of those nights

There is no bad news I gotta have you, I gotta have you

We have left our crew, ’cause you’re turning 42

Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you

You know all about me and I bet more than you want to 

Everything will be alright if we just keep acting like you’re no 42, 42

Acting like you’re not 42, yeah 42, yeah, yeah

It feels like one of those nights

We get a sitter

It feels like one of those nights

We’ll be paying

It feels like one of those nights

There is no bad news I gotta have you, I gotta have you

 

Happy Birthday Raymond! I hope it’s the best one yet!

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Under Construction

It seems we are under construction around here. How do you like it? Clearly, we’re still cleaning things up a bit so watch where you step. I like the nice new clean look. It makes me feel better. I would really like to hear from you though.

Clearly, I have the best computer guy in the world. All I have to do is mention I sort of liked pictures flipping because I couldn’t pick just one. Oh… I think I want tabs too and I’m tired of the black. I go to coffee with my ladies and come home to this. Like I said…best computer guy ever! Now if the sun would just cooperate on the days that I have all three at home. So far, no dice. We need new pictures.

As you saw in my last post, I’m a bit excited because we finally have that Log In Date. I was hoping that a new list of shared children would be out on the 21st. Turns out… it’s out on the 22nd. So this time tomorrow, we could very possibly be looking at a face. Maybe. Possibly. Prayerfully.

So it seems, this blog isn’t the only thing under construction around here. The family size is growing. Soon, it will be time to move rooms around, maybe get a crib out…maybe get a big boy bed out. (Either way, we’re covered.) We’re even (that means Ray) going to have to create a new closet for the big girls.

It not just material either… I think we’re also growing spiritually. Every now and then, we need a little fertilizer. I’m pretty excited that this weekend, Ray and I will be here. I am excited because I get a weekend away with Ray…it doesn’t happen often. We’re also going to try and figure out well, how to change the world while we change diapers. I’m super excited. Did I mention that already? I also need to hug Grandma and Nana Bonnie for controlling the chaos while we are away. Hugs and thank yous to two of my favorite ladies in the whole wide world.

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Best Ever!

 Even though I’ve been reading blogs, I haven’t felt like blogging. Maybe it’s that we’ve been on the road so much this summer. Maybe it’s because we’re in the final stretch before school. Maybe it’s because when I finally get caught up reading ever other blog that I want to read, I don’t have time to write anything. Maybe my brain doesn’t function with a heat index hovering at 115! Either way, I’ve not been very good about updating.

Last week, big stuff happened around here. We got back on Monday from another whirlwind trip through KY and IL. When we got back we got to hang out with friends from Iceland who have just

 moved into the area. The amount of laundry that accumulated over that time made me feel like once again I was climbing Mt. Washmore with no end in sight. Things were busy.

Still, in the middle of all that, my birthday was Tuesday. Ray loaded all three girls up into his truck and went off shopping. I figured out that they were fixing a birthday dinner. I left to run a couple of errands by myself. I got back home and was directed to wait in my bedroom and by the way be ready by 4…Kelly was picking me up.

We left Ray with 7 kids and dinner to make and

went out to have coffee and chat. We had a note to return at 6 p.m. We had so much fun solving all the world’s problems over coffee at Barnes and Noble. I think we really could rule the world or at least build huts in Uganda.

When we got home, I walked into a house decorated for a luau. There was fried rice, Hawaiian BBQ Chicken, Pad Kee Mau. The girls were making Hawaiian punch when we walked in.

Can I tell you that I have the best husband ever! How many guys do you know that would make dinner with 7 little girls (two of them are two)

running under your feet? He did every last bit, from roasting the pork to chopping 30 basil leaves. It was so good!

Thank you Ray. I love you. It was the very best birthday ever! How are you ever going to top it?

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Ray’s Good News

Ray is now an O-5 select. I am so proud of him. I debated about this post. I figure if I can go on and on about the girls’ achievements, I get to do the same for their Daddy. The truth is Ray loves what he does and he’s good at it. I get giddy when the navy acknowledges him for all he does and all the sacrifices he makes.

Now for all you non-military types reading this… I’ll try to explain. Although sometimes, even after Ray has been in for 14 years, I don’t understand. Ray’s name was on the selection list. That means that in Sept. of 2009 he’ll be promoted to Commander. Your name being on the list is based on the date that you signed on to be in the service and how many people they can promote. Ray’s name was the last name on the list. It’s great because we really didn’t expect that he would be eligible this year. He’ll be the last one in the fiscal year to have it pinned on.

I’m excited because I’ve missed every one of Ray’s promotions. He had a promotion during his Eisenhower deployment and he was promoted in Iraq. I’m sure it was exciting for him at the time. I’m sorry I missed it. I can’t wait for the girls to get to see it too. I’m also feeling a sense of relief. I was more sure of Ray than he probably was. Once you see your eligible for promotion, you get butterflies in your stomach. Your future is in someone else’s hands. The truth is, no one knows who will be promoted and who won’t. If he wasn’t promoted, we would have been very unsure of our future with the navy. This promotion means, we’re good until he retires. That’s a nice feeling.

Yesterday was very exciting. Ray heard from so many people that he hasn’t talked to in a long time. The list is public. So everyone is reading it. It made me think of Heroes. (the television show) We heard alot of, “Is your name on the list?” and “Is his/her name on the list?” Well, boy howdy, I’m glad Ray’s is!

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Happy Anniversary Ray

It’s hard to believe that 13 years ago we were in Jamaica scuba diving. The Jamaican minister was yelling “Run for the roses, Mon!” It was great. It seems like yesterday. That is until I think about all that has happened in the thirteen years.

Let’s see, there’s been 7 different houses, 8 different moves. We’ve lived in Kentucky, Virginia, Iceland, Maryland and we’re back in Virginia again. We have three of the most beautiful perfect little girls. I can’t even begin to count your duty stations. I have to figure that you average a new one every 2 years.

Thanks for putting up with me and all that being married to me means. I’m messy and moody. I reserve the right to change my mind about as fast as the direction of the wind. On top of all that I’m the world’s best procrastinator. Sometimes it seems like we are polar opposites. That must be why I’m so attracted to you after all these years.

I’m trying not to be sappy. I won’t list the million and one reasons that I love you. You know I do. I just want to say thanks for being there for the last thirteen years. I can’t wait for the next, I don’t know how does 73 sound?

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