Updates

I think I should change my blog name to: Only Blogs on Weekends! I can't seem to find the time during the week.

Not much going on here, just getting over a sinus infection. Work was really busy last week, so busy that I don't even remember what I left my desk looking like. The night crew must think I am a slob seriously there are probably water bottles, cups, papers, pens every where. Oh well I guess I will clean it tomorrow.



So that was some blizzard huh! ha ha




I am still not pregnant. I was a week late again. I am calling Dr. Goff tomorrow to see if there is something he can do, or if there is something else I can do. This is just ridiculous. Before my miscarriage there was only 2 other times I was late...one was Briley and the other was the one I lost. So it's just a little odd to me. Oh well, I did cry a bit when I started but then I thanked God for answering my prayer "just let me know if I am pregnant or not". For those who know me, I.do.not.like.the.unknown. That's just who I am, and God is really working on that with me.


Briley is doing really good. Just for my readers who have younger children than 3...watch out 3 is the new 2! What happened to my PERFECT child! Oh ya, she's still there we just have to dig for her a little deeper. Whew, she's one little Jessica when it comes to attitude. I often call my mom just to tell her "Sorry". Maybe if I can get this 3 yr old under control, I won't have to when she's 13...right? No really she's not that bad, just on certain days. I still love her and will keep her forever. Just today we were at Target, and she asked me "You're my momma right?" and I said "Forever", then she made me tear up a bit she said "YES!" Those are moments that are so small but it's the small things that make you over look all the terrible things. If I could I would have a million Briley's!


Briley is in a dance class and loves it so much. They have a recital at the end of May, and pictures are in 2 weeks. Their outfits are super cute.



Casey is doing good, we are smack dab in the middle of baseball season. Once this is over then he we will scott free till August when we start this cycle all over again. He's still looking for jobs, but is being very patient. I love him so much, and I just want him to be happy!


Well, May 2nd is fast approaching! I can't believe that I have a month till I will be sitting on a plane with some of my best friends on our way to Florida. I am looking past the thought of: 2 more months and I will be 30! Give me the beach, a towel and some good company and I am golden! Megan-I am taking LOTS of sunscreen, so don't worry about me! Is it to early to start packing?


Ok I leave you with a pic of a house that Briley and Casey made, and a bulletin board that I made for Briley's room.

New Adventure...soon

Homeschooling...

When I was younger I thought all home school kids were a tad bit weird. Not in a horrible way but just in a non-social way. I thought "man, they never get to have fun with PEOPLE", or "they are stuck at home, workin' the land, wearin' long skirts, long hair, just to get up the next day to do it all over again."

Ya, I was just a bit naive.

Now that I am all grown up and stuff, I have a different outlook on it. I am surrounded by people who home school their kids and have done such an amazing job. God has really put it on my heart recently that this is an avenue that we should probably take. It would give me more time with Briley one on one, and I would get to teach like I have always wanted to. Casey is behind
me 100%.

I still need to do MORE research, but I feel so good about this decision. There are so many things for the kids to do. Briley wouldn't be stuck at home wearin' some long skirt, (now the long hair may have to stay :)) workin' the land and etc. There are lessons to be learned everywhere you go. The Zoo, the Park, Crest, pretty much anywhere you go there is a lesson. I love that it is so freeing, I would be able to use my creativity to teach the way I want to.

Side note:
When I taught 1st and 2nd grade in Wichita, I had a student named Brittany, she suffered from ADHD. She was in 2nd grade and I was the first teacher that noticed something wasn't right. She was very smart, yet couldn't settle down enough to think straight. Brittany would fall out of her chair daily, because she couldn't sit still. Her parents were taking everything really well, they were trying to help her in any way they could, counseling, meds, more one on one work time. While I had her I thought that she would do so much better at her school work if I could get her a yoga ball to sit on. I talked to our blah "head master" to see if I could incorporate this for her, and if it worked then all my 9 students could do it. The "head monster" said that I could not because yoga balls were for PE not the classroom. Really, she said that. Clearly she didn't listen to a word I said. I was bummed, here I was trying to help this sweet little girl and from the top, all I got was NO! Well Brittany ended up going to Public School so she could get the help she needed. I was not supported at all in my school. Recently I heard about this on the news, I guess I was onto something.

See that's what I am talking about...I don't want someone telling me or my children NO to trying new things. This only pushes self-confidence to the back, then we think nothing is good enough.

Here's where you my bloggie people come in. If you can do anything for us it would be this, PRAY. Pray for our finances because right now I work full-time and will continue till God really shows us its time, but to truly home school...I kinda need to not work full time. We will be making some DRASTIC changes to our attitudes toward money and saving. Pray for our obedience toward our changes. Pray for the right people to be brought into our lives so we can make this homeschooling adventure work. Pray for resources to reveal themselves to us and for us to really grab on and enjoy the ride.

Thanks for reading. Now say a little prayer for us!

The 3 Loves of My Life part 2

My number 2. What can I say about him in just a short post? There is so much that this post really won't do HIM justice, but I will give it a shot!

I first met my #2, (when I was with a WRONG #1) and my attraction was almost instant. I seriously didn't think he knew I even existed. We met in Anatomy class at UCO. I sat directly behind him and Jess and Susan (best man and bridesmaid) sat next to us. I don't know that we really said much to each other that semester but there was something about him that I couldn't get enough of. Was it his beautiful blue eyes, his curly wild hair, his A+ papers...no it was his legs! Seriously if you haven't seen his legs, just take a gander. He had me at legs. I know freak, right?

The next semester we all tried to get into the same classes just because we were friends and had fun in class. I actually made sure I took my classes the same time as he did, maybe this why he calls me his stocker...is that how you spell it? (Stalker...yes that's it stalker) Well anyway we had many classes together over the next few semesters and then finally I got rid of the wrong #1, found my TRUE #1 and that #1 blessed me with my #2. Casey finally asked me out in Physiology class...on the very last day of class, and I was breathless, really I was, I don't remember there being anyone else in that room, that moment was only for us.

Why I said yes. I said yes, because I had been wanting to go out with him from pretty much day one. I said yes because he is better than I am. I said yes, because I obeyed God. Now granted I was a lot cuter back then...seriously, all thin and buff how could he not like me. :)

I said yes again 2 years later, and then 8 months after that I said I do to the man of my dreams. I love Casey so much, that my heart hurts to even think about it. I love those ocean blue eyes with eyelashes most girls would pay big bucks to have. I always loved his wild curly hair, there was just something about that untamed mop that I loved. Now I love his shaved head, whether his hair line moves further away from his forehead or not...I love him. I love his lips, it's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip...sorry veggie tales snuck in. Those lips, they make my stubby lil toes curl just thinking about them...sorry had to. I love his sense of humor, boy can this man make anyone laugh. He says that I don't laugh at him anymore...but I do just sometimes not audible. His 2 favorite people to be around to make laugh are Zac and Kristin, these 2 make him feel like the king of the world they laugh at anything he says. Like I said, I do laugh at him but maybe just not as much as he would like. I need to work on that.

I love that my man, came from a broken family. God knew what an extraordinary person he was and is and placed many Godly people in his life growing up to make him the MAN he is. He is passionate, considerate, loving, kind, generous, on fire for God, and my baby girls daddy! That brings tears to my eyes just thinking about what an amazing daddy he is to Briley. I am jealous of their relationship, because I never had that growing up and I hope they never stop being best friends.

I love that Casey is brilliant. He has a wealth of useful and not so useful information. Although he has been told by many that he would be their phone a friend on Millionaire...is that still on? He loves history, he's the only person I know that can name all the president's and in order. He loves maps. He could sit and look at a map for hours. He's the only one in our house that can make a boxed meal and not mess it up. He takes the trash out, he puts lotion on my back almost every night, he let's me fall asleep first then he comes to bed so he doesn't keep me up with his light snore. He takes and picks up Briley from day care almost every day. He gives B a bath every time, I fill in when he's working but that's their thing. He takes B to get doughnuts every Saturday.

He is my best friend. He accepts me for all my wrongs, and faults, I think he actually loves me more for not being perfect. His love language changes like most peoples do. Right now he is words of affirmation, and man have I been laying it on, I can tell he is so much happier and I really mean every word I say to him. BTW I am also words of affirmation!

He wants so badly to have a different job where he can be with us more. I love that! He actually wants to spend time with us.

I end on this note. Your #2's are amazing people whether I have met them or not, but nothing compares to my #2. In.my.opinon.

There are many aspects of Casey that I either left out or just wanted to keep for myself, but I hope that you see what I see, that God has blessed me with my PERFECT #2.

P.S.- Casey works at UCO, and oh about 9 months ago he calls me up and says "guess what I just realized?" "what?" "my office desk sits EXACTLY where we first met" I about fell on the floor when he told me that, the boy can't remember to put the clothes in the dryer but he remembers when God started working on us! AGGGH, I love him so much I could just squeeze him!

Here's to You Mr. Casey

Worst Wife Award!

Casey turned 31 yesterday and I am officially the worst wife EVAH….I didn’t wrap his gifts, in fact they stayed in my trunk till right before we left for church and I was like oh, do you want to see what I bought you? I wasn’t the first one to say Happy Birthday to him, I didn’t bake him a cake and I didn’t realize it till 9pm last night, and he worked in the yard all day by himself (he chose to do that one). I asked him last night “when did I get so bad at doing birthdays?” He said “When you married me.” Awe, so sad but SOOO true, he’s not that into celebrating birthdays like I am or like I used to be so he’s rubbed off on me…I don’t like that! I go all out for Briley’s birthdays, and I want Casey to go all out on mine, for heavens sake we are going on a beach trip for my b-day this year, so why can’t I do that for him? Am I really that selfish, that I can’t look past my own birthday to celebrate his ONE day a year? His own mom didn’t even call him…I know sad huh, well we’ve come to expect it, since we’ve been together (almost 10 years) she’s never called him on his birthday! I think she is punishing him for being married to me (she hates me, but that’s another post).

With that being said, I just had a great idea; I will full on celebrate his b-day tomorrow! SHHH it’s a surprise so don’t tell him. Don’t worry he won’t find out here b/c he never reads this blog. Come back tomorrow for a special picture post of my sweet husband!

BTW- he did get a birthday treat last night :) bowshebowbow! Hey I’m ovulating (at least I think I am) and it’s the least I could do :)

The 3 Loves of My Life part 1

This is why I love being married to Casey and having Briley as my child. They love each other so much that it makes my heart pour over. The 2 of them are so much alike, and I love that. I love that no matter what we are doing, I can see Casey in Briley. I see Casey in Briley's eyes, those beautiful sparkling blue eyes that are the shape of tears. I see him in her nose, those slightly large nostrils that can smell something from the next room. I hear him in her laugh, oh how I love her laugh. Nothing makes my heart leap for joy faster than to hear her laugh. I love that she is ticklish on every inch of her body just like her daddy, but she always says "do it again", he does not. I love that she's only 3 and has this yearning to read, she will look all the tags on clothes just to tell me what size they are. I love that her imagination goes wild, when she plays by herself. Her favorite things are to: take long baths (so she can have a tea party in the bathtub), read, jump, run, read, eat string cheese, read, go to dance class, play with her friends, did i mention read.

I don't know what Casey was like as a kid, but I do know what I was like and she is not me. I have always sorta resented that she is nothing like me, just hoping that one day maybe she would turn into a brown eyed sweetie pie...well since that will never happen I will settle for the fact that the other 2 people that live in my small abode are truly my best friends. I ask Briley for fashion advice, it's usually followed by "no mommy, that shirt looks funny" then followed by "pish, I was just p'tending, you so beautiful" followed by me asking "did your daddy make you say that?" her "pish (again)(she did get that from me, score)yayes". I go to her to find out what we need to have for dinner. I go to her when I need a hug. I go to her when I need to cry. When I do cry, she will always ask me with the most tender heart "why you sad momma?" Usually I am not really sad but was watching something that made me either so happy I cried or was just a broken hearted moment. I tend to have those emotional moments a lot lately.

What I do know, is Casey is my number 2 and Briley is my number 3. God my number 1 was so good to me when he blessed me with these 2 people. I seriously could not have asked for a better combination of people than these 2. If it seems like I am rambling...I am. sorry., there is just so much that I want to say that I can't put all the words together, and the fact that I started this post out as one thing and it now turned into a to be continued post...man, God must be at work.

I leave you with these pictures, true love is blooming!