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Man’s Best Friend, A Blog for People Who Have an Irrational Love for Dogs. October 5, 2008

Filed under: Family News — familydunn @ 3:17 am

My mother loves my husband more than me.  It’s true.  No seriously.  It’s so true.

Last Christmas we recieve a card in the mail that said “To My Son and Daughter-in-law…”

What?  WHAT!

That being said, my mother loves her dog more than Scott.  It’s true.  No seriously.  It’s so true.

When I read this story I could only think of her, and how she’ll cry when she reads it, and say, “I would have done the same thing for any of my children.” 

By “my children” of course she means Scott and her dog.

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I Like My In-Laws? October 3, 2008

Filed under: Family News — familydunn @ 12:35 pm

Why, yes I do.

Reasons I love my sister-in-law:

  1. She stands by her convictions.  She is not afraid to go against the grain of the world or even her family.  She will defend what she believes to the very end.  Admirable, indeed!
  2. When my husband was searching for truth in different places, she prayed for him, and loved him in spite of his wandering eyes.  She helped him during some really difficult times in his life, and I am eternally grateful!  I give her some props for the way he turned out.  I once questioned the authenticity of the Christian world aloud to some coworkers, and Scott (before he was a Christian himself) reply, “I know a real Christian.  My sister is real, through and through.”
  3. She loves babies.  I never worry about Cass when she has her.
  4. She is homeschooling , bless her heart!  She has the patience for it.
  5. She’s a good mama.  Four kids, all different but close in age, a house full of chaos, and she remains a good mama.  There’s a lot to be said for that.  I look up to her for her mothering skillz.  SKILLZ WITH A “Z”!
  6. She’s lived in California and she’s not weird!  Totally impressive!
  7. She’s maintained a good hairdo even though she has no time to work on it.  Something I’ve always wanted and never been able to accomplish.
  8. She loves her family, crazy though we are…
  9. She’s been supportive of Scott and I when no one else was supportive.  She’s been helpful and kind and willing to go out of her way for us.
  10. She’s someone I want to get to know better, and I don’t say that about people very often.  I’m attracted to her personality.  Fun and funny and she used to be totally in love with Air Supply.
  11. There’s an old VHS tape of her dancing on some kind of “Star Search” type show, and she completely blew it out of the water.  I mean, seriously, if lip syncing to Grease tunes while dancing in a poodle skirt was a spiritual gift, it would be hers. 
  12. A lot of Scott’s childhood memories are of her babysitting him, and he speaks about it as if it were a lot of fun.  She was a good big sis to grow up with!
  13. She has pretty legs. 
  14. She actually made me feel OK about gaining 80 plus pounds while I was pregnant!
  15. She challenges me to be a better person, and there is nothing I appreciate more!

I love you Michelle!

 

Jukebox Hero and So Much More!!! September 12, 2008

Filed under: Family News,Something New,Uncategorized — familydunn @ 12:12 am

I’ve had the same best friend for the last 11 years!  When I was 15 I wrecked her car and her insurance wouldn’t pay for it.  Apparently they didn’t believe that the deer hit her.  True, it hit me!  When I was 16, she taught me how to play the guitar.  Once we were turning onto an Interstate ramp and her steering wheel locked up.  A man who lived across the street came over to help us.  He asked us if we had any weed.  We were like “No.  We’re 16.”  Ah, give it time, folks.  When I was 17 I drove out of town by myself for the first time to visit her at college.  She used to wear a shirt that said TIE ME TO THE BEDPOST.  It was a reference to an Eve6 song.  Remember them?  When I was 18 I dropped out of a little band called Dreamfast because I was just riding the coattails of her talent.  We also got on a plane and went across country together.  Ate dinner with Chilli Willi.  When I was 19, well, she just put up with me.  When I was 20 she invited me to a show they played at this bar in Little Rock.  It was Halloween and all I remember is this man who was wearing panty hose with nothing over them.  Ok, that was weird.  Think about that for awhile.  When I was 21, well, that was a crazy time for her.  There’s a very memorable hives breakout.  When I was 22 I was so foolish.  I don’t have many memories of her that year because I was so foolish.  When I was 23 I told her I was sorry because I was so foolish.  She taught me how to do shots.  It was my first all night dance party.  And she reminded me who I am.  When I was 24 we spent a lot of time in a car together.  I was not fun to be around, but she was.  She gave me a chance to see some things I’d never seen, and do some things I’d never done.  Thanks!  When I was 25 I had the time of my life because of her.  A time I often miss and would trade for not a thing in the world.  She held my sobbing head when I found out my mom had cancer.  She held it over the toilet more than a few times.  She turned green in my arms once, and once she had to get me ready for bed.  She told me to quit smoking, and gave me stuff that made lights pretty, music prettier, and love lovlier.  She held my heart when it beat too hard.  And my belly when I found out about a tiny little life inside it. 

She loves The Colts.  Tom DeLonge.  Puppies.  Nina and Louise.  Being inappropriately funny.  Babies.  Alcohol.  Chicken wings.  Cards.  Dice.  Boys -and a few girls.  Pretend stripteases.  Fun.  TV.  Music.  Working hard.  Salami.  Beetlejuice.  And she’ll give anyone a chance as long as they don’t tell her to show her boobies.

She dislikes mean people (unless it’s funny, see above). Tony C.  Marijuana highs.  Tour travels.  Booking.  Waking up.  Republicans.  Small minds.  Money or its lacking involvement in her daily life.  Cigarettes.  Boys who yell, “Show us your tits!”

She no longer understands 90s rock. 

She has chronic tummy ouchies.

She single handedly stood up to the army and told them she’d be a paratrooper.  Then, having accomplished her goal, she moved on.

Her hair has been many many many different colors.  Sometimes at the same time.

She’s totally boss of the boys. 

We’ve told countless secrets.  Laughed until we wet our pants.  Cried and hid in the comfort of each other’s cloak.  We’ve fought.  We’ve disagreed on important issues, but still, we are.  We’ve remained we.

And now, at 26, I cried in a recliner that holds as many memories of her as I do, over her grace and good heart.

She did something today that was, for me, one of the most remarkable things that a human being can do.  She helped a kid. 

Thank you, Iams.  You are one of a kind!  A hero.  I love you, you little bitch!

 

Day One Hour Eleven September 2, 2008

Filed under: Family News,Pictures,Scott,Something New,Uncategorized — familydunn @ 10:33 pm

      Oh, Public Education.  How you are failing our children!  How you, Public Education, you of great potential, listened and adhered to such fouled prophecies of governmental proportions, not to mention the current trend of omitting competitive opportunities masked as “equality”.  How you’ve failed to care for the children in your care, been afraid to show a backbone, much less a heart, and then complained about “discipline” and how hard it is for you.  How you’ve bred cynicism into every crevice that would hold it!  Oh, Public Education.  My child will roam your halls one day…and you will me at PTA.  Prepare yourself Public Ed.  I am coming, ready or not.

That being said, MY HUSBAND IS A NEW TEACHER!!!   YAY!!!  And that is not sarcasm, folks!  That’s the sound of a “for real” celebration.  We couldn’t be any happier about it!  First you get the schedule:  The glorious schedule!  Scott and I have been married for a year and a half and we have never, I repeat, never had time off together from our jobs that was not filled with some daunting task such as interviewing for out-or-town jobs, finding a house, taking care of stolen credit cards and bank statements, or telling our parents we were having a baby after a whole month and a half of dating.  But just so you know, we did take a vacation together during that month and a half.  Props to that vaca for sending us little Cass!  Note to self and future children:  If you are not yet ready to be knocked up, don’t vaca with you’re unwed honey.  Life Lesson from me to you!

Honestly, I could go on and on about that.  I could write a whole 8 long posts about it, but I won’t.  In the words of Michael Scott it would be “TMI” and plus, you know, my mom reads this…

Not only is it a pretty righteous schedule, Scott is actually doing something he loves and you know what the best part is?  He’s doing something that matters!  Everyday he can make a difference in the life of some 14 or 15 year old.  The beautiful thing is that this is the reason he took the job.  To make a difference.  So that he could do something that would feed his soul. 

I’ve talked to many teachers that have said the exact opposite.  That school sucks the life out of them.  I’m sure it’s a terribly draining, exhausting job.  In the past few weeks I’ve seen Scott more tired than I’ve ever seen him before.  The physical demands are much more than most of the public assumes, but the mental demands are almost unfathomable for those who intend to influence their students.  It’s hard for a middle class white man in his early 30s to relate to a 14 year old black boy from a poor neighborhood.  Teachers have their work cut out for them, and I commend the ones who are brave enough to roll up their sleeves and get to work, share their hearts, make themselves vulnerable to the less fortunate, and show themselves genuine.  Kudos to you, Scott.  You are the hero in my book.  Fight your battles!  Fight the good fight!  I’ll be cheering you on from behind the scenes until Kindergarten 2013, when you’ll have to drag me by my hair kicking and screaming from the PTA meetings.  I love you!

Because I am doing this blog as a “baby book” of sorts, I want to include lots of pictures.  I don’t actually keep up with Cass’ baby book so I hope one day she can just look back at these posts and learn about how her mommy and daddy were when she was just a babe.

This is Scott leaving for his first day of school.  With his backpack and lunchbox.  I wish I had a kindergarten picture of him too.  I couldn’t rotate the one that’s sideways.  I’m not real techie!

   

This is Daddy in the car.  He’s on his way!

Mommy and Cass sitting on the porch waiting for Dad to get home.

    

Cass’ big toe is a riot in my family.  She’s always sticking it out just like this!

We see Scooter comin’ down the drive!

  

When he gets out of the car and sees me his glasses fog.  That’s cause I’m so freakin’ hot!  Yeah!

 

My Husband the Entertainer May 22, 2008

Filed under: Family News,Marriage,Scott — familydunn @ 10:59 pm

Most of you reading this are probably my mom or my grandpa, so you already know that Scott is looking for a new job in his actual field of study.  Teachering.  He wants to learn the kids to read.  And to read makes their speaking english good.

Anywho, I am so proud of this guy.  I have so much to write, or blog – if you will, about lately, but never enough time to sit and get anything accomplished.  Most of the the day I’ve got my wee one on my arm, and when I have two hands to use, I use them to pack boxes.  However, I wanted to share a list of 33 things that I love about my Number One Man in honer of his birthday last Thursday.

  1. He loves me.  Yeah, it’s more about me than him, but let me tell you, the man loves me.  Can’t get enough of me.  Watches out the door for me to pull in the driveway kind of love.  And I love him too.  I am his treasure, and I love it!
  2. He is the most kind hearted person I’ve ever known.  I’ve seen him in some sticky – irritating – situations, and he always maintains his cool.  He rarely says a harsh word to, or even about, anyone.
  3. He actually gives new foods a chance!
  4. He is a great Daddy.  He gets up in the night if he needs to, and he doesn’t complain.  He changes diapers, gives baths, has playtime, reads, rocks, and laughs with our babe.  She is completely smitten with him, and I have no doubt that I will now be the sole disciplinarian of the house.
  5. He is not afraid to say “no” to me.  In all actuality, I know he will be able to say no to Cassidy too.
  6. He is a pack-ratto say the least, but he has cool trinkets from his childhood lying around the house.  He loves the sentiment and the memories.
  7. He says he wants to learn to cook, but when it’s dinner time he’s ready to eat whatever I can make.  Hunger is not a learning state for him.
  8. He cares way more about making a difference in the world, living a full life, and being happy than he does making money or being safe.  He is a good balance of danger and caution.
  9. He has not hesitated to tell people that he’s not out for money, even when he’s criticized for it.
  10. He cried when explaining the ending of Quantum Leap to me. 
  11. He got all emotional during Dan in Real Life and then sobbed over Cass for a while.
  12. He reminds me to get over myself.
  13. He works hard.  Is constantly acknowledged as the hardest working man at his job.  He’s got a crazy work ethic.  It demands him to break a sweat almost everyday.
  14. My nephew fell in love with him, and he will willingly play for hours in the hot hot sun with a insatiable two year old who calls him “Sock.”
  15. His own niecesand nephews adore him and get really really rambuncious when he’s around, but he pays attention to each of them.  He really likes to read books to them and help them with school work.
  16. He has the ability to think things through before he acts.
  17. He is very serious, but will gladly have fun when I ask him to.  Infact, he wakes up a little more goofy each day.
  18. He is creatively funny. 
  19. Awesome is a complete understatement when tryingto describe his video-ing skills.  We bought a video camera a few months before Cass was born.  The first thing he did was film our fan, zoom in on the lights, and declare in his best cinematic narrative, “Inside the light bulb lives a creature few have ever seen!”
  20. Try as i might, he is totally and completely and utterly stuck in 90s fashion. 
  21. He will forever love KISS.
  22. When he was a kid he formed an air band that “played” covered of early 80s rock songs.  The bands name was Iron Cross.  They put on a show for the neighborhood in St. Louis before he moved to Batesville.  Scott multitasked rocking both the air guitar and a quasi-mullet.
  23. When I have nightmares he scoots closer to me and says “I got ya.” before he drifts back to sleep.
  24. He gives me a back massage every single night.  And has since the week we started dating.
  25. He is the defender of breastfeeding.  Oh, how I thank him!
  26. He dreams about moving to Seattle, Portland, Austin, San Fransisco, Chicago, or somewhere north with me.
  27. He refuses to fight with me, even when I push his buttons.
  28. He is a strange form of neat-freak.  Throwing anything and everything into a drawer or closet to merely have the appearance of organization.
  29. He likes to take me shopping.
  30. He knows how to be thrifty.
  31. He grows out his beard only to cut it, and cuts it only to grow it out again.  And he laughs when people say, “I like your face.”
  32. He plays basketball to have fun.  He plays golf to remind himself that there are other sports he enjoys more than golf.
  33. He is absolutely positively certainly the most fun person to have at a party.

I love you, Scott.  I hope we can make 33 a good year!

 

Happy Mama’s Day! May 14, 2008

Filed under: Cassidy,Family News,Mommyhood,Pictures — familydunn @ 2:56 am

Sweet Cass,

Your Mama named you Zelda long before she saw you were a girl on the ultrasound.  Most people thought you were a boy.  Your Gamma and your Aunt Michelle knew you were a girl, and so did your Mama.  Your Daddy always said he thought you were a boy, but felt like you were a girl.  I tried to make him pick one or the other so many times…he never did.  He wanted you, a girl, though.  He had fantasies of your sweet little baby self in a ruffled swimsuit on the beach.  He loved you from his first thought of you. 

But I knew who you were.  I don’t know how, but I did.  I just knew.  I read somewhere that 70% of Mommys know their baby’s gender from in the womb.  I did, so it must be true.  And I named you Zelda.  My little Princess.  A Prophet Princess, full of rolaty, wonder, wisdom, and magic.  My babe.  A hero. 

Did you know that’s true?  Did you know that God has planned for you since before you were born?  Since before He even created the world?  Did you know that He picked the time and place that you would be born and live your life?  He created you to do something special.  Mommy can’t wait to see what you turn out to be.  I can’t wait to see what God has made you to do.  You are completely unique.  Completely you.  Did you know that God spoke the entire world into being, but he crafted you with His own hands – just like play-dough?  Did you know that He stayed with you while you were in your Mommy’s tummy, and He helped you grow, and then when you were born, He breathed your first breath of air right into your lungs?  Did you know?  You can’t see Him, but He is there.  He is watching and waiting for you to recognize Him.  To talk to Him, and to listen.  Did you know that He promised that if you would just love Him, He would work everything in your life out for good?  That means even the bad and the sad times can turn out to be something good!  It might be hard for you to understand, but think of it like this.  When you learn to ride your bike and you fall down, you learn from the fall, and eventually, you learn not to fall at all.  God does that with life!  He loves you so much, and so do I!

I don’t know much of this motherhood stuff figured out yet, and I probably won’t ever get it down just right – Mommy tends to learn as she goes.  So I don’t have any advice yet, but I want to tell you a few ways you’ve changed my life.

Because of you:

  • I watch my temper.  I can finally roll with the punches.  I am very grateful for this, because I think the person I was before you wouldn’t have been much of a mother!
  • I wake up early and I make the bed.
  • I don’t smoke or do drugs.  I would much rather rock my babe to sleep at night than party on with Wayne and Garth.
  • I have broadened my musical taste.  I try to find songs that you will like, and that you could sing along to in a few years.
  • I am closer to my family, and Daddy is closer to his family, too.
  • I love your Daddy more.  I see him in your face, and it is beautiful.
  • My heart beats a little faster when you laugh, and a little slower when you cry.
  • I cry more.
  • I laugh more.
  • I talk baby talk to everyone! 
  • I appreciate my own Mama more.  I understand her now and I love the Mother that she is.  I am so glad she’s my Mommy and I know that I will be a better Mama because of her.
  • I think about myself less.  Most of my daydreams are about you now.
  • I love the lady that your Aunt Amy is.  I can’t wait for you to be old enough to enjoy her.  She is a hoot.  A hoot with a big heart.  Friendship is hard work sometimes, but it is one of the biggest joys in life! 
  • I pray for your friends.
  • I know that somewhere there is a little boy there is going to break your heart, and I want to give him a SPANKING!!!
  • I know there may be another boy who your Daddy will give you to at the end of an aisle one day, and that your Daddy will be so bittersweetly brokenhearted that I will have to comfort him to no end.  I pray for that boy.  That He will love Jesus more than anything else.  That he will know how to be a BLAST.  I pray he plays hard, and works hard, and loves hard, and that he has parents who love him just as much as Daddy and I love you.
  • I realize that this love for you is a BIG LOVE.  A love that is felt and acted out and overdone at times.  But this BIG LOVE is necessary.  It will cover many wrongs, make many thing tolerable, and keep us bound together long after commitment caves. 

So here’s to BIG LOVING you, Cass.  You are my favorite.  A true princess.  I hope I raise you well.

Love, Mommy

 

Job Hunting, First Sickness, and Dogsitting April 14, 2008

Filed under: Cassidy,Family News — familydunn @ 1:49 am

Cass is sick.

She’s got us all worried.  We know she’ll get sick, but I had no idea how much it would effect me.  She diarrheaed all over me a few days ago.  I was OK with it, but Scott was not.  He couldn’t quit wincing and yelling, “Ooooooh! Oooooh! Eeeeeeeewwwww! Groooooosss!”  It made me laugh to see him so grossed out.  He’s a great Daddy, by the way!  I have no doubt that if I hadn’t been here he’d of had no problem cleaning it up by himself.

The doctor’s got me on a dairy-free diet to see if Cass’ tummy will react better that way.  I hope so!  Please pray that it will.  When it all boils down Scott and I are just scared kids trying to hold ourselves together.  It’s impossible to tell where we’d be without real love.  We are both such prodigals – definitely undeserving of what we have.

Scott is hunting for a teaching job.  He gets up first in the morning and Cass and usually pass out in bed for a while longer.  I woke up to this a few days ago.

I\'ve had to explain several times that the baby monitor is not a walkie-talkie!

On another note, we are dogsitting for my best pal, Amyh, who I would gladly link here, but I can’t figure out her myspace url.

Emily is our favorite dog.  If we could have a dog we would want Emily.  She’s a good dog.

Next time:  hair bows, doctor visits, and hopefully some really good news!