Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Phone Call

Me: Hello?

Phone: Hello, is this Mrs. Neerings?

Me: Yes (wow, who says "Mrs." anymore).

Phone: This is Mr. Flanagan (real name) from the Elementary School.

Me: Hi, Mr. Flanagan. (Hmm, the V. Principal calling. I wonder if anything is wrong? Nah, he's probably just calling about PTA stuff).

Phone: So, I have your son down here in my office.

Me: Uh-oh (Oh, crap! What has happened? Did Carter get in a fight or something?????).

Phone: It's pretty serious.

Me. UUUHH-OOHHHH (AAAHH! Did he give someone a black eye? Say the F word? Did he bring a gun to school??? Is he expelled?? )

Phone: Yeah, we have Carter down here to recognize him for being the best behaved kid in his class. His teacher chose him.

Me (catching my breath to recover from the previous visions of my juvenile delinquent son): Wow! (And to tell me thanks, you decided to give me early-onset heart failure!!!! Gee. thanks.)

Phone: Well, thanks for your time.

Me: Uh. . . . thanks for . . . . ???

Friday, April 17, 2009

Friday's Favorites - He's my guy!

Happy Friday!! The last week or so has been filled with a little TOO much adventure, leaving me feeling a little buried and overwhelmed. Blah. I do not enjoy times like that.

So, it is with happiness that I say, "Hellllllooooo Friday!!!!!!" Sure, I've got another weekend with way too much packed in to actually enjoy any of it, but hey - I can have my moment, right?

Today's Friday's Favorites post is inspired by my previous Friday's event - the anniversary of 9 years married to "my guy." A little 3-year-old-blonde-haired girl in our household claims that he is HER guy, but I have news for you, honey . . .

HE'S TAKEN.

Here is a picture of him looking ruggedly handsome, as usual.


And I couldn't be happier. Here are some of the things I love about my hubby & best friend:

He's brave.
He puts first things first.
He's amazingly creative.
He does things because he feels good about it, not because of what anyone thinks.
Everything he does, he does very well.
He is completely trustworthy.
He is very handsome.
He knows how to have fun.
He never has fun at the expense of others.
He takes all of his responsibilities to heart.
He wrestles with the kids every day, even when he doesn't have an ounce of energy left.
He always feels a little sheepish when he beats someone at something.
He is not afraid of doing the right thing.
He can design & build anything.
He knows exactly how to make me feel loved.
He took me bowling for our anniversary - sweet!
He knows how to work hard.
He knows how to play hard.
He knows how to laugh hard.
He knows when I need to have a little more fun in my life.
He knows how to put a smile on my face.

I've concluded that a good man is hard to find these days, and so I feel like the luckiest girl on earth.

I love you Mike.


P.S. Please, please come home from your brave, fun, rugged bear hunt in Idaho safely tomorrow. I want to do something even more fun than bowling for our tenth.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Weekend Recap

Just a few highlights from last weekend. A sampler of sorts. :)

Friday: Carter and Grandma Neerings enjoy a special V.I.P. day at his school. Grandma even got to eat school lunch - yum!



Early Saturday: Mike goes to Home Depot and purchashes several sharp objects that I'm sure will cause his demise. He uses them like this and claims they are tools:



Later Saturday: Mike completely de-limbs this approximately 40 foot pine tree in 90 minutes flat. Can you spy him here?



Here is the tree after the said 90-minute "trim."



Carter has his first "privelige" of using the clippers to help dad cut up limbs. "Privelige" is a special word used for tricking kids into things they wouldn't normally do.



Saturday and Sunday: The kids get to hang out in their special "Reverence Tent" for watching General Conference on TV. This is also a secret way of tricking our kids into thinking that can be reverent AND have fun at the same time. Heh, heh.



And finally, a cameo appearance from Monday: Carter's face gets introduced to the pavement for the first time. OUCH!



P.S. - It had nothing to do with tree limbs or sharp objects from Home Depot. :)