Thursday, 22 July 2010

Words on my hubby

Just a few thoughts:

1) I don't like when my hubby has a stressful day, but my tummy does. He relieves stress by cooking gourmet meals. OK by me! So night before last we had gulf shrimp (in freezer from before oil spill), over pasta with some amazing white wine cream sauce...yum!

2) Whey can I go to a cell phone store and get nowhere (except to be told I have to spend a ton of money for a new phone or to get out of my contract), and he goes in for 5 minutes and comes out with a free new phone for me? Not's great, but sometimes I wonder if my sales and negotiating skills got lost somewhere between my stretch marks and c-section.

3) Locked my keys in my car today. If you are close to me, you know this happens WAY too often. Once again, Super Tadd to the rescue. Not mad at me, no yelling...just shakes his head and laughs as he once again shows up to save me. I always tell him to be glad I have all the kids, and didn't lock them in the car! Glad he finds my air-headedness endearing.

I think these things are God teaching me that I don't have to be so independent, and to learn to depend on my husband, and that it's ok to do that! Love my man!

Monday, 5 July 2010

How Hair Makes Me Happy

I love to braid hair. When I was preggers with Hadley, I was so excited to be having a girl so I could play with her hair. Well, she's 3 1/2 now, and still not much hair to work with. However, this is what the Lord blessed me with as a niece!

Seriously? Who could keep their hands out of that hair? Not me! While we were in Mobile with the whole family, I did Gianna's hair in double french braids and it was so cute! She finally sits still for me to fix it!

I also visited my sweet Maw-Maw in Mobile. She is aging quickly, and we can barely communicate with her anymore. She has lost her sight as well. Very hard. Anyway, this visit, I only had Eli with me, and he was very clingy. But I did play with Maw-Maw's ponytail and told her I hope my hair will be beautiful like hers one day. One of the nurses agreed, and said she loves to have her hair braided, and that anytime someone tells her that her hair is pretty, she asks if it is in a french braid. She also said that one of her granddaughters always french braids it. That is me I told her! Since I had Eli, and nobody to hold him, I couldn't braid her hair. But it made me feel so good, that no matter how far gone I think her mind is, she knows she loves to have her hair braided when I visit. I told her that it brings me as much joy to braid her hair as it does her. Now every time I do a french braid (hopefully on my own daughter eventually), I'll always think of my Maw-Maw.