I am in need of some advice. Well there’s this boy that is coming to live with us soon, and I don’t have a thing for him. Ok I lied; I have like 3 outfits for him and some onesies that Briley wore that are unisex. I have gear for him like: the stroller, the swing, the car seat, the crib, the dresser, and we ordered the bedding today. I am sure I am missing something but you can see we have the gear!
What I don’t have are clothes for him to wear. I have like 10 tubs full of girl clothes which 95% of them are in GREAT condition. I would love to lend them to some girl mommy’s but we kind of need the money to buy Briggs some clothes. I looked into the JBF sale, but it is this weekend and there’s no way I would have all my stuff ready by then. I don’t think clothes sell very well on craigslist, and I don’t know how much I could get at Children’s Orchard. I could keep them, but we just don't have the room in our house to store her clothes and his and again we need the money. So, what should I do? Tell me, tell me!
August 17, 2009
August 14, 2009
I Finally Met the Man of My Dreams
A long, long time ago, this man or should I say college boy somewhat made his way to my heart/head. I remember the first time I ever heard him talk, it wasn’t his voice that got me it was what he said. We were at the DZ (Delta Zeta) house waiting on our bus to get there to take us to a field party called the Luau. This was my first college party, I had been on the campus of UCO for a whole month and already we were getting things going. I was sitting in the dining room with my date and a friend and her date. I overheard some Sig Tau guy ask other guys what they wanted to drink once they got to the field. A few of them made their order and one guy said “I don’t want anything, I don’t drink” What you don’t drink “Ya dude, I just don’t have a desire to drink”. Overhearing this I said to my friend I’m going to marry a guy like him someday. Of course we laughed it off b/c I was sitting next to my boyfriend. Drinking has never really been that big of a deal to me. So I really don’t know why that statement stood out to me so much, other than he stood firm on what he wanted in front of many Fraternity boys and Sorority girls. I guess I admired that.
Semesters passed boyfriends came and went but there was always something in my mind telling me find that boy, find him now. How was I supposed to find him I didn’t even know his name. I asked my friend one time who she thought that guy was and of course she said “I don’t know that was semesters ago, maybe it was Tracey the Sig Tau guy”. Ok well that was it, nothing was EVER going to come of this b/c I was NEVER going to talk to date or anything with a Sig Tau (now I am sure they are not all bad, but everyone that I had contact with was terrible.) Although I’ve heard that they have gotten a lot better on campus…good for them.
So I gave up. I was ok though b/c there was other boys that had my attention and I think I had theirs too. It was fun, but I knew one day I wanted to settle down and I knew who I wanted…I just couldn’t find him. Then I met a boy in Anatomy class, whom I thought was a HOTTIE, man his legs, yowza that were to die for. Those eyes, they pierced my heart every time he passed me a paper. We never talked in that class. Why? I don’t know…he was always talking to this other dude, and I was just there always talking to a fellow DZ friend. Towards the end of that semester we all kind of talked about what classes were going to take that next semester and that boy and I had some of the same classes. Hot rod, here’s my chance. One problem…I had a boyfriend. Eh, no biggie I’m not going out with new boy, just lusting after him, so no big deal right? If only I had known better. Obviously we didn’t have that great of a relationship anyway, since I was looking outward to find what I needed, instead of looking inward. So our new class together, I sat right behind him, just so I could look at his legs. Those legs were always shaking, like he was nervous or something…who knows. Maybe he just wanted to flex them for me all the time. I think he knew that I had a crush on him…well maybe not.
The next semester we (the anatomy) crew were in class once again with each other, sitting right by each other again. Planned? I’m sure! That class was a blast, I sat right next to Mr. Legs and a smart little booger was he, he made me want to be a better student. In this class I was finally single and I kind of liked it. I wasn’t looking for anything, seriously, I had sort of given up on Mr. Legs ever liking me, and so I thought he would be a great friend from College. Semester goes on and on and on. Still there was something there, something that I could not shut away, but nothing was going to happen I was sure. 2 weeks left in class and Mr. Legs’ friend Mr. Ornery said something that pretty much changed my life forever and made my heart skip a few beats. What did he say? He pointed to Mr. Legs and mouthed he likes you. Of course I hid my excitement by rolling my eyes and turning to my friend to see if she just saw that…and she did. I didn’t believe him; I just shrugged it off, but made my friend do some investigating. She asked Mr. Ornery if he meant what he said and he said that he was just joking around a bit. Man, did my heart break for a while. Then I didn’t really like Mr. Ornery after that, that was such an elementary thing to do. I was hurt, but I played it off really good in class. It was a little awkward in class, but there was still something there…for me.
The last class before finals came. I was sitting outside the classroom with all of Mr. Legs friends hanging around and talking. Here’s a side note: every time I would walk up to the group Mr. Ornery would always say “there she is” I don’t think he ever knew how much that made me feel good. Like they were all just waiting for me to get things going. Back to the lobby area….Mr. Legs was talking to this guy that looked an awful lot like Timothy McVea…poor guy. Anyways, Mr. Legs said something about being broke and that he couldn’t wait till he got his money for next semester. I didn’t think anything about it. We got into class and our prof. started going through the review and I realized that Mr. Legs didn’t need to be there, he already had a high enough grade that he didn’t have to take the class. So I asked him…what are you doing here shouldn’t you be at home or doing something better than this. He said that he had to drive Mr. Ornery home so why not wait for him here. Whatever…
As we were leaving class I was in front of him and he asked me “Got big plans tonight?” me “No, not really” him “Well, would you want to hang out?...if that’s what you kids call it now a days?” I thought…did he just ask me out? Again my heart skipped some beats and my mouth hung open (I am so glad he couldn’t see my face) Of course I said sure. I guess Mr. Ornery wasn’t kidding after all. Then he asked me for my phone number and said he would call me after the President’s Christmas party to see where I wanted to go and eat…I had to choose! What? He just said that he was broke. Now what was I supposed to do? Pay? So I settled on going to Taco Bell.
So long story already I know, but I am about to make it shorter. We went to Applebee’s and then went and looked at Christmas lights; I found out years later that his friends gave him money so he could take me out. We kissed some weeks later, went to San Antonio over spring break with friends, he told me he loved me on March 31st, 2000, I met his parents, we went to Camp Olympia together, I was with him when he found out his dad passed away, we had more classes together, he made me a better person and I think I did the same for him although he was great already, he moved to Texas after only being together 1 year, we went skiing with friends, we met in Dallas, I drove down there, he drove up here, we talked every night, we went to camp again, he moved to another town in TX, he surprised me by coming up here a couple days early and proposing to me, I accepted, we got married, we bought a puppy, we moved to KS, we moved to Tulsa, we had to send our puppy to a new home, we had a beautiful little girl who is everything her daddy is, we moved to Edmond, I got a job, we lost a baby, we cried, we prayed, we loved, we got pregnant again, I can now give him a Son that I hope is everything like his daddy, and I finally met the man of my dreams.
All those years ago, I thought I knew what the Man of My Dreams would look and be like. Boy was I wrong. Mr. Legs was my dream man, but now my husband, the father of my children, our family provider, my rock, my #2, my everything, my daughters everything, now he’s the man of my dreams.
On August, 17th we will be married for 7 years, and we’ve been happy in the past but we’ve never been this happy before. I think we are getting closer to figuring this marriage thing out.
Casey Laine Moore, Happy Anniversary and I just want you to know that I love you more today than yesterday and I only pray that our love continues to grow like this, day in and day out!
BTW, that boy at the DZ house…turned out to be Casey! I am not kidding! God was working all those years ago, and I thank him for Casey every day!
Semesters passed boyfriends came and went but there was always something in my mind telling me find that boy, find him now. How was I supposed to find him I didn’t even know his name. I asked my friend one time who she thought that guy was and of course she said “I don’t know that was semesters ago, maybe it was Tracey the Sig Tau guy”. Ok well that was it, nothing was EVER going to come of this b/c I was NEVER going to talk to date or anything with a Sig Tau (now I am sure they are not all bad, but everyone that I had contact with was terrible.) Although I’ve heard that they have gotten a lot better on campus…good for them.
So I gave up. I was ok though b/c there was other boys that had my attention and I think I had theirs too. It was fun, but I knew one day I wanted to settle down and I knew who I wanted…I just couldn’t find him. Then I met a boy in Anatomy class, whom I thought was a HOTTIE, man his legs, yowza that were to die for. Those eyes, they pierced my heart every time he passed me a paper. We never talked in that class. Why? I don’t know…he was always talking to this other dude, and I was just there always talking to a fellow DZ friend. Towards the end of that semester we all kind of talked about what classes were going to take that next semester and that boy and I had some of the same classes. Hot rod, here’s my chance. One problem…I had a boyfriend. Eh, no biggie I’m not going out with new boy, just lusting after him, so no big deal right? If only I had known better. Obviously we didn’t have that great of a relationship anyway, since I was looking outward to find what I needed, instead of looking inward. So our new class together, I sat right behind him, just so I could look at his legs. Those legs were always shaking, like he was nervous or something…who knows. Maybe he just wanted to flex them for me all the time. I think he knew that I had a crush on him…well maybe not.
The next semester we (the anatomy) crew were in class once again with each other, sitting right by each other again. Planned? I’m sure! That class was a blast, I sat right next to Mr. Legs and a smart little booger was he, he made me want to be a better student. In this class I was finally single and I kind of liked it. I wasn’t looking for anything, seriously, I had sort of given up on Mr. Legs ever liking me, and so I thought he would be a great friend from College. Semester goes on and on and on. Still there was something there, something that I could not shut away, but nothing was going to happen I was sure. 2 weeks left in class and Mr. Legs’ friend Mr. Ornery said something that pretty much changed my life forever and made my heart skip a few beats. What did he say? He pointed to Mr. Legs and mouthed he likes you. Of course I hid my excitement by rolling my eyes and turning to my friend to see if she just saw that…and she did. I didn’t believe him; I just shrugged it off, but made my friend do some investigating. She asked Mr. Ornery if he meant what he said and he said that he was just joking around a bit. Man, did my heart break for a while. Then I didn’t really like Mr. Ornery after that, that was such an elementary thing to do. I was hurt, but I played it off really good in class. It was a little awkward in class, but there was still something there…for me.
The last class before finals came. I was sitting outside the classroom with all of Mr. Legs friends hanging around and talking. Here’s a side note: every time I would walk up to the group Mr. Ornery would always say “there she is” I don’t think he ever knew how much that made me feel good. Like they were all just waiting for me to get things going. Back to the lobby area….Mr. Legs was talking to this guy that looked an awful lot like Timothy McVea…poor guy. Anyways, Mr. Legs said something about being broke and that he couldn’t wait till he got his money for next semester. I didn’t think anything about it. We got into class and our prof. started going through the review and I realized that Mr. Legs didn’t need to be there, he already had a high enough grade that he didn’t have to take the class. So I asked him…what are you doing here shouldn’t you be at home or doing something better than this. He said that he had to drive Mr. Ornery home so why not wait for him here. Whatever…
As we were leaving class I was in front of him and he asked me “Got big plans tonight?” me “No, not really” him “Well, would you want to hang out?...if that’s what you kids call it now a days?” I thought…did he just ask me out? Again my heart skipped some beats and my mouth hung open (I am so glad he couldn’t see my face) Of course I said sure. I guess Mr. Ornery wasn’t kidding after all. Then he asked me for my phone number and said he would call me after the President’s Christmas party to see where I wanted to go and eat…I had to choose! What? He just said that he was broke. Now what was I supposed to do? Pay? So I settled on going to Taco Bell.
So long story already I know, but I am about to make it shorter. We went to Applebee’s and then went and looked at Christmas lights; I found out years later that his friends gave him money so he could take me out. We kissed some weeks later, went to San Antonio over spring break with friends, he told me he loved me on March 31st, 2000, I met his parents, we went to Camp Olympia together, I was with him when he found out his dad passed away, we had more classes together, he made me a better person and I think I did the same for him although he was great already, he moved to Texas after only being together 1 year, we went skiing with friends, we met in Dallas, I drove down there, he drove up here, we talked every night, we went to camp again, he moved to another town in TX, he surprised me by coming up here a couple days early and proposing to me, I accepted, we got married, we bought a puppy, we moved to KS, we moved to Tulsa, we had to send our puppy to a new home, we had a beautiful little girl who is everything her daddy is, we moved to Edmond, I got a job, we lost a baby, we cried, we prayed, we loved, we got pregnant again, I can now give him a Son that I hope is everything like his daddy, and I finally met the man of my dreams.
All those years ago, I thought I knew what the Man of My Dreams would look and be like. Boy was I wrong. Mr. Legs was my dream man, but now my husband, the father of my children, our family provider, my rock, my #2, my everything, my daughters everything, now he’s the man of my dreams.
On August, 17th we will be married for 7 years, and we’ve been happy in the past but we’ve never been this happy before. I think we are getting closer to figuring this marriage thing out.
Casey Laine Moore, Happy Anniversary and I just want you to know that I love you more today than yesterday and I only pray that our love continues to grow like this, day in and day out!
BTW, that boy at the DZ house…turned out to be Casey! I am not kidding! God was working all those years ago, and I thank him for Casey every day!
August 10, 2009
Boy or Girl
So as most of you know we get to find out what we are having tomorrow. I am beyond excited; I don’t really remember being this impatient to find out what Briley was. My appointment is at 9:40am and I heard from my friend Jennifer who went to the same doctor Friday that she had to wait over an hour just to be taken to her room. So I am planning on not getting back to work till noonish. We are taking Briley and my mom. I don’t know that my mom has ever seen an ultrasound. She’s seen the pictures that come from them but not sure if she’s actually been to one. They didn’t use them back in the day when I was in her belly.
Briley is so excited, she keeps telling everyone “My baby will be here in 2 weeks” I think she’s confused. At first she wanted a brother, and a brother only! Then we started going through some of her tubs from when she was a baby and now she wants a sister. She likes all things pink and purple. I really don’t care what it is. If it’s a girl, I don’t have to do much shopping, if it’s a boy then we have to sell a bunch of stuff and buy a bunch of stuff. So either way I am fine. One thing I have been thinking about is, Briley is so tall and I am afraid that if it is a boy, he will get his momma’s height. Poor thing….
I know, I know…I can’t worry already about the boy that may or may not be in my belly. I love to dream, can’t you tell. So look out for my tweets, FB updates, texts, emails…whatever way possible I can get a hold of every person to let them know.
Please pray that everything is fine with the baby too. I can’t look past that very important detail
BTW, I am 95% sure it’s a boy! So now it's your turn to tell me what you think I am having!
Briley is so excited, she keeps telling everyone “My baby will be here in 2 weeks” I think she’s confused. At first she wanted a brother, and a brother only! Then we started going through some of her tubs from when she was a baby and now she wants a sister. She likes all things pink and purple. I really don’t care what it is. If it’s a girl, I don’t have to do much shopping, if it’s a boy then we have to sell a bunch of stuff and buy a bunch of stuff. So either way I am fine. One thing I have been thinking about is, Briley is so tall and I am afraid that if it is a boy, he will get his momma’s height. Poor thing….
I know, I know…I can’t worry already about the boy that may or may not be in my belly. I love to dream, can’t you tell. So look out for my tweets, FB updates, texts, emails…whatever way possible I can get a hold of every person to let them know.
Please pray that everything is fine with the baby too. I can’t look past that very important detail
BTW, I am 95% sure it’s a boy! So now it's your turn to tell me what you think I am having!
August 5, 2009
Marval
It’s been awhile and for that I am sorry. I will TRY to make more appearances on here, but I’ve realized that since I’ve been doing Facebook and Twitter…you all already know what I am doing all the time. But this is still fun!
We went to Marval Family Resort in the middle of July. It’s located in Gore, OK on the Illinois River. I loved our time there. We stayed in a cozy, little cabin and roomed with a bunch of flies! Briley and I didn’t like them very much…they were not welcomed guest, so we did our best to show them where they belong…under a flyswatter! B’s pretty good at it.
First we left on Thursday (after the HUGE hail storm, that’s for another post) and stayed in Tulsa at the Doubletree, the room was great and Briley loved being there. Oh and the cookies are to die for. We got up Friday morning, had breakfast, and then headed out to see some old friends at ORU. Not much had changed there, a few new faces, but mostly everyone that we knew was still there. We felt right at home. It was great, I really miss those people. Never once did I feel unwelcome there. Anyway after some long remember when stories and people making fun of Casey and the guy who took Casey’s job, we left. We headed over the bridge to good old Jenks America. We drove by the rent house we lived in the “Paneled Palace”…the people there now are slobs, stuff everywhere. Then we headed over to the first house we ever bought. Not much had changed about it, they were getting a new roof and then had planted a few flowers and got a new mailbox but other than that still same sweet home. Briley didn’t understand that this house was the house she spent her 1st year of her life in. I miss that house…well most of it.
We then headed out to Fort Gibson, to visit Casey’s Dad’s grave. What incredible place to go. Almost all the headstones are the same, simply gorgeous! We didn’t stay long but just thinking about all the history in that place…we could’ve been there hours.
We finally made it to Marval and from the gate I was hooked. They know what they are doing and they do it great. We got to our cabin and unloaded the car and set out to see the sights. The river was amazing. It was so cold but that didn’t hinder us from walking across it and throwing rocks into it. Briley was becoming quiet the outdoors men. At least that is until we would see a spider or the mean crawdad (sp?) that tried to eat my toes off, ok so he/she didn’t really try to eat my toes off, but it did scare me. So if it’s a female is it called a crawmom? Just wondering.
We cooked dinner over the camp fire and we slept great! The next day we got up and let Briley go do some arts and crafts and she wanted to do a pink, purple and white Santa ornament. She did a great job too! Then we used the left over paint for the rocks. Later that day she got to go visit Santa and get a gift, then we rode the train and Santa rode with us, she was so excited, but the train was oh so uncomfortable! We played some more in the river and cooked over the camp fire again. Briley had her first smore, she loved it!
That’s pretty much it, I am sure I have forgotten something...I am pregnant if that matters in the equation.
We went to Marval Family Resort in the middle of July. It’s located in Gore, OK on the Illinois River. I loved our time there. We stayed in a cozy, little cabin and roomed with a bunch of flies! Briley and I didn’t like them very much…they were not welcomed guest, so we did our best to show them where they belong…under a flyswatter! B’s pretty good at it.
First we left on Thursday (after the HUGE hail storm, that’s for another post) and stayed in Tulsa at the Doubletree, the room was great and Briley loved being there. Oh and the cookies are to die for. We got up Friday morning, had breakfast, and then headed out to see some old friends at ORU. Not much had changed there, a few new faces, but mostly everyone that we knew was still there. We felt right at home. It was great, I really miss those people. Never once did I feel unwelcome there. Anyway after some long remember when stories and people making fun of Casey and the guy who took Casey’s job, we left. We headed over the bridge to good old Jenks America. We drove by the rent house we lived in the “Paneled Palace”…the people there now are slobs, stuff everywhere. Then we headed over to the first house we ever bought. Not much had changed about it, they were getting a new roof and then had planted a few flowers and got a new mailbox but other than that still same sweet home. Briley didn’t understand that this house was the house she spent her 1st year of her life in. I miss that house…well most of it.
We then headed out to Fort Gibson, to visit Casey’s Dad’s grave. What incredible place to go. Almost all the headstones are the same, simply gorgeous! We didn’t stay long but just thinking about all the history in that place…we could’ve been there hours.
We finally made it to Marval and from the gate I was hooked. They know what they are doing and they do it great. We got to our cabin and unloaded the car and set out to see the sights. The river was amazing. It was so cold but that didn’t hinder us from walking across it and throwing rocks into it. Briley was becoming quiet the outdoors men. At least that is until we would see a spider or the mean crawdad (sp?) that tried to eat my toes off, ok so he/she didn’t really try to eat my toes off, but it did scare me. So if it’s a female is it called a crawmom? Just wondering.We cooked dinner over the camp fire and we slept great! The next day we got up and let Briley go do some arts and crafts and she wanted to do a pink, purple and white Santa ornament. She did a great job too! Then we used the left over paint for the rocks. Later that day she got to go visit Santa and get a gift, then we rode the train and Santa rode with us, she was so excited, but the train was oh so uncomfortable! We played some more in the river and cooked over the camp fire again. Briley had her first smore, she loved it!
That’s pretty much it, I am sure I have forgotten something...I am pregnant if that matters in the equation.
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