Driving with your eyes crossed is NOT recommended

Yesterday was a fairly eventful day. I told my work that I didn't plan to return after the baby comes and we got a new car - new to us anyway.

The work talk went well and I feel good about it. I didn't feel right knowing I didn't plan to return and waiting until after 6 weeks to let them know leaving them high dry and angry. I have been in the scrambling position covering for people who leave and it's not fun or possible to stay sane while doing it. With Henry, I really wanted to be able to stay home, but with the economy I knew it wasn't financially possible. This time around, it still might not be financially possible, but it's too much of an emotional need for me to be home I don't know what else to do. I don't want to put more pressure on Phil than he already puts on himself, so hopefully I can keep some steady money coming in here and there from the photography business (shameless plug of the day: www.meghanboyerphotography.com).

Then last night after running around like crazy dealing with returning a rental car and picking up Phil we headed to the dealership and got a previously loved car. I love it, Phil probably thinks we got screwed since he always thinks that! I will say that I don't want to go through this car buying process again for a long time. It was really easy and simple this time, but this is my THIRD car in three and a half years and I'd like to keep it for a while. Phil thinks I go through cars like underwear but I reminded him that someone hit ME and I didn't intentionally total my car, go to the ER, freak out about the baby being ok, all just to get a different car. And last time we had to get rid of the mini because he knocked me up making me far from mini. So now that I think about it, I think it's him wanting to get new cars all the time. I'm on to him.

On top of the recent events, I am dealing with a stupid, annoying, disgusting, wintry cold. Today most of the day I worked with one eye closed because I couldn't see straight with them both open. Too much congestion and snot inside my head is making me dizzy! argh. Boy am I complainey, but really it's gross. How can I drive my new used car with crossed eyes?? And my nice clean steering wheel is going to be germapalooza.

Drink your OJ people. Fight the germ power.

Three Years Later . . .

On Saturday, December 2, 2006 I married Phil. Boy did I not know what I was getting into! Just kidding. It's funny though because on that day three years ago I didn't think I could love Phil any more than right then. Well through better and worse, good times and bad, money pit houses, floors caving in, cars getting crunched, black mold, new businesses, getting pregnant, losing Henry, getting pregnant again, cars getting crunched again, basement sewage, more basement sewage, tree roots sent by the devil, big black clouds, lots of rain, and some sunshine here and there we have survived! And I will admit I was so wrong on our wedding day. I love him more today than ever, and I'm pretty sure tomorrow and the next day and the next my love for him will continue to grow exponentially! I never expected to go through so much in such a short amount of time. But there is no one else on earth I would have rather had by my side. We have made a lot of "firsts" and hopefully a lot of "lasts".

Year three was by far the most challenging on us and for us, but we are stronger than ever.

Year four is going to kick year three's ass.

I am thankful

I am thankful that 2009 is almost over.
I am thankful that my car accident 2 days ago wasn't worse.
I am thankful that the baby kicks me all night keeping me awake, letting me know he is good and strong and healthy.
I am thankful that I don't go through Tums like last pregnancy - The makers of Tums are not thankful for that.
I am thankful that turkey's don't mind that we kill them and eat their delicious meat every Thanksgiving - I guess if we asked them, they might say they care, but they sure are delicious.
I am thankful I am in maternity pants on Thanksgiving. The elastic band is much more comfortable and I don't have to worry about my buttons popping.
I am thankful that Phil and I found the perfect name for the baby (don't even bother - we aren't telling you).
I am thankful that the bars in my neighborhood are not rowdy on this holiday - one night free of drunk frat boys and girls in their high heels walking past my bedroom window is bliss.
I am thankful that I have found a way to  do something that I love and have started my photography business.
I am thankful that I don't have to make dinner tonight - or tomorrow (which makes me also thankful for leftovers!)
I am thankful that J Crew doesn't make maternity clothes - Phil (and our bank accounts) are thankful for this as well.
I am thankful our house hasn't fallen apart in a month or so. Although just writing that I realize tomorrow it will cave in to the ground.
I am thankful for honeybees. The honey in my hot tea is making me very happy right now.
I am thankful for my friends. They make every situation better - and always more fun - and usually with wine ;) 
I am thankful for my parents. I don't think I could have made it through this year without them.
I am thankful for my sisters. There to listen, support, bring me back to reality, take me away from reality, and always make me feel loved.
I am thankful for Daisy. She makes me smile every day, and even when she wakes me up barfing at 4am, I love her so much!
I am thankful for Phil. So thankful for Phil. For more reasons than I have time to write down.
I am thankful for the baby. I am thankful that he has brought some joy and hope to our year. And I am thankful that he is healthy, strong, active, and safe.
I am thankful for Henry. He added so much to my life, to who I am,  and changed who I thought I wanted to be.

Did I mention I am thankful for Phil?

Happy Thanksgiving.

Got me thinking...

So I am photographing a baptism tomorrow morning for lovely friends and their nearly 4 month old baby boy. I'll be the first to admit that church is one of the last places I want to go, but I don't know if I could give you a solid reason for that. The baptism made me think about what that was all about. I don't have it figured out  yet, and understand I never will, but as I was going through my old planner (I inherited the need for Franklin Planners from mom - Franklin Covey and I thank you for that Ma) I found a page in the notes section from some time last year. On it were 2 quotes and I couldn't for the life of me remember where they were from, but they were fitting with what I thinking about.

"The search for God is a reversal of the normal, mundane, worldly order . . . You abandon your comforting and familiar habits with the hope that something greater will be offered to you in return for what you've given up."

"Devotion is diligence without understanding. Faith is a way of saying 'Yes, I pre-accept the terms of the universe and I embrace in advance what I am presently incapable of understanding.'"

Understanding and hope. Simple enough right? I wish.

I later realized that I copied these from Eat, Pray, Love when I was reading it in 2008. I don't know why I wrote it down at the time. But I like these words. The book was pretty good, nothing to jump up and down about, but these words are simple and I have a feeling I'm going to come back to them from time to time in hopes of understanding them.