I am happy to announce that things are almost back to normal in our house.  Well, normal for us anyway.  As you may know, we stimulated the economy recently with a new set of orthodontic braces, and the removal of wisdom teeth.  These TRAUMATIC (sigh…) events caused my two hearty teenage  boys  to be deprived of their favorite pastime, eating.  Tyler (wisdom teeth) has slowly made his way back on the scavenging scene, but Jared (braces) is not quite there, and all the more cranky for it.  Tyler previously had braces, so I felt like I was totally prepared for this second venture in orthodontic land---been there….done that….  NOT!  When Tyler first had his braces put on, he was a bit self conscious of how he looked, etc.   Jared is not as worried about things like that (plus his brackets are clear and you can barely see them!) so I just thought this would be a breeze.  So, what has been the problem?  Well, Jared did not fully comprehend the fact that what he was able to eat would be affected.  And boy was he unhappy on the way home after they had given him a list of foods he would not be able to eat!  He wanted me to turn right around and go back and have them take “these things” off!  Now!   And that attitude continued for a few days.  In fact in one oratory event, I was told that I would be the cause of his broken leg!  Huh?  Yes, because I MADE him get braces and he could not ever eat anymore, he was going to lose tons of weight, then he wouldn’t be able to bench as much at football, which would then cause him to get run over on the field and break his leg.  I swear, I did not make that up! So, today is a good day, because the poor child was finally able to eat some pancakes.  Whew…

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Pancakes :)
 
 
Yesterday marked our 21st wedding anniversary.  21 years!  Wow!  I was married when I was 22, so I have almost spent half my life with David thus far. He is one lucky man, and, boy am I getting old.  Anyway....when I woke up yesterday morning and stumbled into the kitchen, I found an awesome surprise.  There was a huge box on the table with a card attached.  Awww.....how sweet.....  Of course, I felt IMMEDIATELY guilty, because I had not remembered our anniversary until about 11pm the night before, (that is so bad, I know...) and had not done any shopping.  I am terrible with dates, and I really need a personal assistant.  But back to the present!  I was thrilled!  It was by far the sweetest, most romantic gift he had ever given me!  It was an office chair!  Yes, I said an office chair!  And, inside the card he had written, "Every business person needs a good chair!"  Is that not the sweetest thing! I could have cried!  AND there was a new paring knife on the table, too!  He is just the most wonderful man.  I know you are probably thinking....is she being sarcastic?  No, I am not.  I was truly touched and thrilled all at the same time.  I have had a lot of hobbies and interests over our past 21 years together, and some have stuck with me, and some haven't--and David has endured them all. Now, it is true we have needed an office chair for 4 years because we have used a dining room table chair in there ever since we built on the room.  But, that is not the point...  What that gift meant to me was that he was essentially giving me his blessing, if you will, and validating that what I was doing was important, if only to me.   Man, what a guy!  So, here I sit....in a real office chair...(how cool is that!)  telling you all about it! And I know you are probably thinking, poor Dave, she didn't even have anything for him...  Well, don't feel too sorry for him because, he told me this morning, that he was REALLY hoping I would totally forget about our anniversary, so he could then use that for years to come as leverage...  Ha! 
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The boys are home!  Woohoo!  I couldn't hardly wait to get home from work to see them!  After I MADE them give me hugs, they immediately wanted to show me their new shoes.  You see, it is a tradition in the Henderson family for Nana to buy the boys shoes for their birthdays.  She lets them go to the shoe store and pick out their own shoes, and they love it!  I know you are thinking, "Wow, those kids are easy to please.  Most teenagers wouldn't be happy with shoes for their birthdays..."  But let me explain.... In our house, shoes are hard to come by...or at least a matching pair of shoes.  From the time my kids were old enough to wear shoes, losing a shoe has been a problem.  Let me repeat that...losing A shoe has been a problem.  My boys have lost one shoe out of so many pairs that I am sure someday I be searching for a missing pillowcase in a closet I haven't organized in years and find a secret tunnel that leads to a massive room filled with single shoes...lonely and lost shoes...abandoned shoes...crying out for their mate to find them and make them whole...  (Okay, maybe too dramatic.)  But seriously, we have shoe problems.   My first memory of this shoe problem was about 11 years ago when the boys were around three years old.  Their Poppa had come over to help me take them to the doctor for a check-up.  (Sometimes it takes two to wrangle two energetic 3 year old boys)  Anyway, it was time to go, and we could only find one shoe (both right foot shoes) per kid!  We looked everywhere!  We actually had to stop at Payless, and buy new shoes on the way to the doctor!   One night Jared lost a flip flop in a restaurant...while we were sitting in the booth.  Even the waiter was looking for it with us..and it was never found.  We left On the Border missing one shoe.  This problem still occurs quite frequently.  In fact, I have come accustomed to the fact that we usually never come home from a vacation with all the shoes we packed.  One of our friends even took a picture of a lonely flip flop at the beach and texted us, asking if we were missing a shoe. It is common knowledge. I tell you this so you can understand my dilemma when shoe shopping.  I really hate to buy them shoes that I know they may lose!  So, when I take them, I give them a fairly frugal budget for shoes.  I remember the first year they were pretty involved with picking out their own shoes--they were probably 12 or so.  Anyway, I gave them a budget of about 35 dollars for tennis shoes.  There were a couple pairs in that price range that I thought were just fine.  Jared finally said, "Mom, those are old man shoes!"  I totally disagreed of course, but did budge a bit and raise the price to 40.  The next week I was in a doctor's office in Little Rock when I saw an elderly man come in holding onto his walker...wearing those shoes!  Oh well, at least he still had the matching pair.  So when the boys held out their new treasured shoes that they were able to pick out without a budget, I did understand their joy.  Not only did they have one pair, but Nana had let them get two pairs! Oh how exciting!  Jared showed me his two pair of "beast-mode" shoes, and Tyler displayed his "box of awesomeness" that held new Nikes.  He then went on and on about how cool his new flip flops were, and that they even had a bottle opener on the bottom!  Wow!  When I asked to see them, he grinned and said..."Well, I only have one...."  Oh well, at least we can still use the bottle opener. :)
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The one really cool flip flop..and it does have a bottle opener on the bottom.
 

Camp Nana

07/22/2011

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Today the boys left for Camp Nana.  They were up and showered and out of the house by 10 am...ish.  That is absolutely a miracle in itself.  They have a great week ahead of them with my mother-in-law in Mississippi.  The Texas cousins are coming in to stay at Camp Nana too, and they are going to have so much fun because Nana is anything but boring!  She'll have them swimming, riding horses, going out to eat, and lots of other activities because her motto is definitely "Keep them busy!"  And they love it!   So, tonight my husband and I are looking at each other wondering what we do now.  (Please no suggestions....)  And I guess we will go out to eat somewhere tonight...don't worry, I will tell you all about it in the "Meandering Minivan" section.  But I know that when we get home, and the house is quiet....I will miss them, and it just won't seem right...but again...thank goodness for the dog.
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