Carefree

Once in a while it strikes me how carefree my life is. Basically, I can come and go as I want to, do as much as I would like, or as little as I want. Now that Ryan works crazy middle of the night hours, I have no reason to hurry home from work. I can start late if I want or I can stay late at night. Usually I don't need to set my alarm in the morning. On the weekend I can sit around watching movies on Lifetime all day long if I feel like it, or I can decide to go shopping, or take the dog for a walk. If I want to do something or go somewhere, I go. I really have no one to worry about but myself (Ryan's a big boy...he can pretty much take care of himself). As much as I enjoy being able to come and go and do as I please, I wouldn't mind a change. I think of Christy and Connor. Like the flip of a switch, her entire life now revolves around him and I can't help but wish that I had something like that. It makes me see that there is nothing as difficult or as rewarding as being a mom. I like the quote that "When a baby is born, so is a mother." I know that I'll experience that someday. For now, I will continue to live my life as carefree as I can. I know that someday I'll be a mom and will look back and WISH I could return to these days.

Baby Bode

I need something to do as I impatiently wait for Christy's blog to be refreshed. Is there a baby yet? I don't know! I'm not sure how I'll sleep tonight until the baby is born. So, I'm feeling a bit sentimental, so I'll blog.

Christy, you are AMAZING! I feel soooo lucky to have you as a friend for the past 8 years. We've been through a lot together and I can't WAIT for you to become a mama (it might just be happening as I speak...type).

You are the best and I am so, so happy for you and Bryan.

Love you and thinking of you every minute til that baby is in your arms!

Good luck Mama!

Freaking hilarious

Maybe you had to be there, but this was quite funny. It happened only about 5 minutes ago. I let Tytan out on his tie-out (30 feet) and for some reason, I actually sat and watched him, though I had the curtains closed and just peaked out so he wouldn't see. Well, two little boys from next door, about 5 and 6 maybe, were in the neighbor's yard playing with these plastic swords that make sounds when you swing them back and forth. Well, I guess invisible warriors were no longer enough for these two when they spotted by darling puppy (who, I'll be honest, looks like a terror who could eat both of them, honestly). I watched as they started animatedly swinging their swords at Tytan making their karate chopping sounds ("yah, hy-yah!"). All of this was from the safety of their yard, of course, far enough away that if Tytan had wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to get closer than a few feet of them. My dog, neighborhood terror, sat down, all dignified, and looked at them. One boy said "Don't you get to close to that dog!" and Tytan proceeded to lie down in the yard with his big puppy dog face.

It gets better. They run off to the other neighbor's yard and Tytan continues sniffing around in his territory, doing his thing. A stick magically appears in our yard, thrown around the corner of the house by one of the boys. Tytan eats it.

THEN, they start making the yellow lab kitty-corner from us bark, so that made Tytan bark. The kids were no longer in our yard. A few minutes later, one of the boys ran back towards our yard. Funny how confident he looked with his sword compared to usually being pretty afraid of Tytan. Tytan continued to bark, and I watched the boy. This cute little kid, again, about 5 years old, wearing his little gray and navy blue sweat suit, continued to taunt my dog. He bent over with his butt towards Tytan and started wiggling his little butt at him. Then, he started "spanking" himself in Tytan's direction. It doesn't stop there. He then puts his little hand over his little "you know" and starts dancing (like he's doing some weird kind of an end zone dance after a touchdown). Tytan just watches him. Doesn't move. I, however, was dying laughing from the safety of "behind the curtains".

Wow. Where do they learn this stuff?! Kids these days. I kinda wish he wouldn't have eaten him....it would have been self-defense. Tytan, my little bullador, was being bullied. Punk kids. What a way to start the morning! :)

Me and Anna Banana

Here's me and Anna's photo shoot for the days we spent together.

What a couple of goofballs, huh?

We're pals. :)

The power of a flower

I'm really good about doing things nice for myself like buying myself flowers. I bought these flowers 2 weeks ago and for a meer $10 or so, they have given me almost 14 days of enjoyment. There is something about them that makes me so happy! They are so bright and cheery and even if the rest of my house is a disaster area, it makes me feel like a million bucks to see these flowers on my table. Who said money can't buy happiness? :)

See? Even my incredibly, horribly, naughty (especially lately!) dog takes time to stop and smell the roses...or....daisies. :)

The Moment of Truth

OK. It's horrible. Truly horrible. A guilty pleasure and even horrible to say it is a pleasure. I'm currently watching Moment of Truth on Fox. I had to fess up. It just so happens that it falls before American Idol. I compare it to watching a train wreck...if it is in front of you, you just have to watch it. It says "compelling and controversial"...what a horrible truth that is! I'm a good example.

Now that I've eased my conscience, I'll move on to some good, clean American Idol. Go Brooke, Jason, and David (COOK!). Woo-hoo!

A few great days

Anna and Ryan aren't my first neice or nephew. I became an aunt in the 7th grade and LOVED when Colton and Linse were born. Maybe it's because I'm older now and can appreciate it more, or maybe it is because I was there for Anna and Ryan's births (outside the door, of course!), or maybe because I'm so close to my sister, or because I'm the godparent for both of them, but these two definately have a special place in my heart.

I got so much love from them over the past two days. Especially my little Anna. I was a pretty common sight for her when she was in her first couple of years, so her and I have an extra special relationship. Ryan was a little tougher because he didn't see me as much as Anna did as a baby. Anna says the cutest things like "I wish you could stay here longer. You don't yell at me" and "Sarah, you're just like my mama is." My biggest fear, haha, so I asked her why, and she said, "cuz you're always nice to me and Ryan and you take care of us just like my momma does." Then, Brenda called me on the way home and shared Anna's latest tidbit..."I wish Sarah could have stayed with us longer cuz then I have somebody to play with". My little love! :)

Ryan, though a momma's boy, warmed up to me just fine when he realized I was the only option available. He is such an amazing little snuggler. He loves to be held and cuddled with. I got more hugs and kisses over the past few days than I've had in a long time. Ryan doesn't talk much at 2 years old, but he loves the movie CARS and 2 of his words are "ning keen" (in a very high pitched, excited voice) AKA "Lightning McQueen". If he doesn't have his three little CARS cars with him, then look out! He also says "monter" ("monster") because he has heard himself referred to as one so many times...a little monster. It's unbelivable to me how cute he is. I just look at him and don't know if it all physical, or the physical cuteness and the cuddly-needy cuteness that make me just melt (those eyes and big cheeks!!!).

It's cute that Anna and Ryan do get along pretty well for being a brother and sister. They look out for each other and Anna is the little mama. Of course they fight too, but you can easily see what a bond they have with one another.

Other than babysitting, watching Disney movies, playing outside, watching more Disney movies, and taking LOTS and LOTS of pictures, Brenda and I also did lots of crafting (which, of course, I took pictures of). The original thought was to sell them in our sister-in-law's store, but we're not sure. We might keep them. Might not. Here's a few.

Overall, a fabulous few days. I LOVE being an aunt. I'm glad to be home though, and when my sister asked me today (sarcastically) if I was looking forward to going back to work, I was able to say YES. I'm feeling pretty lucky all around, though I do miss my husband and wish he wasn't working nights. :( I think it's true that absence makes the heart grow fonder, because I sure do miss that boy!