When I was a senior in college (at the ripe old age of 29…don’t ask!), I took an improv class. Anyone who knows me at all would tell you that the class was a perfect fit for me. If I had to list my greatest personal asset, I would probably say that it’s my quick-wittedness. I have a real knack for coming up with comebacks and comments and popping them out without really having to think about it (it’s a curse just as much as a blessing; trust me on that). Anyhow, the first week of class, our professor assigned a paper for us to write. It was a simple paper, really. It only had to be three pages long. Anyone ought to be able to handle that, right? Yeah, no. Right as we were preparing to walk out the door that night, she handed the papers back, pronounced them atrocious, and instructed the entire class to re-do them. Except for me. She told me I had written an outstanding paper (heck yeah!) and suggested that I find an outlet for my writing. Three years later, I still consider that one of the greatest compliments of my life. Three years later, I’ve done absolutely nothing about it. So, I’ve decided to start a blog. More than anything, it’s an opportunity for me to get some thoughts, feelings, and experiences down on “paper” (and yes, I know this isn’t paper).
I figured I’d start out with a few introductions, since whoever may be reading this (if there are any of you) can learn a little more about me. After that, I’d love to learn more about you (if you’re out there!) 🙂
I use the term “lady” loosely, by the way. 🙂 Don’t be deceived…we look shockingly normal in this picture. Nothing could be further from the truth! We’re four of the goofiest, strangest, oddest people you’ll ever meet (and that includes the toddler!)
The Hubs is my wonderful husband, B. The Hubs and I have been married for ten years (and yes, we got married when we were ten…hehe). He is my best friend in the entire world, and I am privileged to be able to spend my life with him. When he’s not spending time with the other three of us, he’s either working (he’s a manager at an entertainment store) or bonding with his beloved XBOX 360. The Hubs enjoys Oreos, Sunkist, Mexican restaurants, and movies.
Now on to Momma D (that’s me!) The nickname Momma D was lovingly bestowed upon me by our beloved “adopted” daughter, The Princess. OK, so she’s not really adopted…she’s an 18-year-old girl that The Hubs and I bonded with while she was newly in our church’s youth group, which we were leading at the time. She’s at our house so much, it sometimes seems she lives with us. I MUCH prefer her nickname to “Big D,” which is the nickname lovingly bestowed upon me by her boyfriend, The Scrub. (Oh, and by the way, they’re only referred to as “The Princess” or “The Scrub” when they’re being referred to individually; if you’re referring to the pair of them, they’re “The Boy and The Girl.”) Wait…this was supposed to be about me. Moving right along…I work in payroll for a small, Midwestern liberal arts college in our town, where I am also deep in the throes of graduate school. When I’m not occupied with studying balance sheets, the exchange rate of the renminbi, or marketing strategies for a $3.00 toothbrush, I enjoy bargain-hunting, baking, and reading.
Together, The Hubs and I homeschool our oldest son (not always an easy task when you both work full-time and one of you is in grad school full-time as well, but it’s important to us, so we make it happen). We also like entertaining young people who have graduated from our church’s youth group (and their friends), singing, and playing a variety of board/video games together. And no, I don’t really like video games, but I DO like The Hubs.
Bean is our eight-year-old son, J. Energetic, goofy and sensitive, Bean is definitely his father’s child. He enjoys Star Wars, Legos, video games (thanks to The Hubs), Pop Tarts, Mexican food, art projects, and swimming. Bean is our creative, emotionally intelligent child. He brings me homemade cards, buys me rings out of those little machines that take quarters at the mall, and randomly comes over for a hug or a snuggle about a thousand times a day.
Dubs is our two-year-old son, O. Brooding, moody and stubborn, Dubs is definitely his mother’s child. He enjoys Sesame Street, balls, cars, Thomas the Train, puzzles, and taking baths (so much so that The Scrub frequently comments about Dubs’ constant desire to “take a baff”). Dubs is our physical child. He loves to play catch, ride his Power Wheel, and he denies you a hug or a snuggle about a thousand times a day.
The Bubs (as they are collectively referred to around the homestead) enjoy playing together, singing, dancing, and stealing food off of our plates.
So that’s pretty much it in the way of introductions. Come with me, take my hand, and walk with me through this crazy journey that we call life!