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Friday Favorites, Issue 4 December 19, 2008

Filed under: Friday Favorites,Scott — familydunn @ 2:13 am

Y’all, I couldn’t decide what I wanted to talk about today.  All I really know is that I have to pee really really REALLY BAD.  I mean I’m squirming all over the couch just cause I have to pee.  And I can’t. 

I’ll tell you why!

Cause my little one is in her crib trying to fall asleep, and if she sees me now I guarantee you it will add 20 minutes of crying to the whole debacle.  We’ve got just one bathroom in this house, and it happens to be in her bedroom. 

I’ll tell you why!

Cause we have two bedrooms and only one of them has a heater.  We thought about taking that bedroom for ourselves, but apparently we were having a very mature parental moment, all sacrificing of ourselves for her betterment.  Which was crazy!

I’ll tell you why!

Because she pays us for this by banishing us from our one and only bathroom.  And by “us” of course I mean me.  Scott will just be a man and pee outside.  I’ve never checked to see where he actually does it, but I bet he doesn’t even make it to the woods in the backyard.  I can’t blame him, though.  If I could pee standing up I’d take full advantage of it. 

I’m just sayin’.



Here’s the first 10 favorite things I think of about Scott.

  1. His Beard smells like chocolate.
  2. He lets me clip his toenails and only mildly complains.
  3. He rubs my back every night.
  4. He likes tacos.
  5. He’s good at sharing his tacos with me.
  6. When I chant “Donna Martin Graduates!” he knows exactly what I’m talking about. 
  7. He makes up songs with me.  
  8. He’s my Baby Daddy.
  9. In the 80’s he pierced only his left ear.  Twice. 
  10. He is a modern day Luke Skywalker.  And he wields a mean light saber. 

The end.

Here’s The Beard himself at an all night dance party back on June 2, 2007.  That’s back when we could party all the time, party all the time, party all the time.  

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True story:

Scott was a manager at the Barnes and Noble that we worked at before we moved here.  I was training to be a cafe manager so often times our schedules would be very similar.  One particular morning Scott was opening up the book floor and I was opened up the cafe, so we were both there two hours before the store opened.  Well, we decided to throw ourselves a dance par-tay right there on the cafe floor!  When we looked up there were several co-workers looking at us through the glass doors.  But we just kept dancin’. 

We tried to get them to join in, but they said they were allergic.

And we were like, “Allergic!  To dancin’?!”

I hope we always dance, Scooter.  I probably look like I’m dancin’ right now, but I just have to pee.

Hope all you guys have a great weekend!


Divorce is Not an Option. October 1, 2008

Filed under: Marriage,Scott — familydunn @ 5:05 pm

A lot of you know that Scott and I got married 3 months after we stated dating and I was already 6 weeks pregnant.  We did that because we were a couple of idiots in that brand new love stage where life feels like you’re on a never ending date at Candy Land, only for us it wasn’t candy so much as wine and adderall.  We know that the odds are stacked against us concerning our marriage and family.  Often times we find ourselves still in the “getting to know you” stage, while having to deal with raising a child, dealing with family, and remaining civil to each other when what we would like to do is yell and scream and hurt each others feelings and pull each others hair. 

Relationships are hard.  Marriage is harder.  We focus a lot of what we don’t want to be.  We don’t want to be a couple that grows apart over time.  We don’t want to make work such a priority that we don’t have solid relationships with our children or each other.  We don’t want to grow resentful of each other over money, sex, time, kids, or just simple everyday decisions like who takes out the trash and when the dishes get washed.  Sometimes we focus so much on what we don’t want that we forget to practice being who we want to be. 

This week has been the hardest on us in our year and a half together.  It has been mentally exhausting and physically and emotionally draining, yet, we still love each other.  We better.  Because, plain and simple, there are times when commitment doesn’t mean much and love better come in and mean something or our world will crumble.  Each day of our struggle I have been reminded that Scott is a manifest of God’s great love for me.  He’s gentle and strong and smart and patient and so so loving.  I don’t deserve that, but I’ve got it, and I’m so grateful.

I write this because I know there are other struggling people in the world, and I need to put this out there:  Two people as stupid as Scott and I are making this thing work!

I hope someone finds that encouraging. 

We don’t have ourselves together.  We crave things we cannot have, like drugs and parties and spontaneous bouts with death defying stunts and road trips and music festivals…and we are vey slowly learning to deal without it.  We don’t know how to treat each others families, we don’t know how to live peacefully in the Bible Belt, we don’t know how to spend our time away from our Fayetteville friends…but very slowly we are learning to deal with it.  Our philosophy is DIVORCE IS NOT AN OPTION AND IF THAT MEANS WE HAVE TO LIVE TOGETHER HATING EACH OTHER THEN SO-BE-IT BUT WHO WANTS THAT? SO WE MIGHT AS WELL BE HAPPY TOGETHER OR DIE.  And guess what?  That philosophy works.  It’s a little unconventional.  Has gotten us some weird looks in public and some even weirder looks from our family but it works.  And that’s all that matters. 

I’m very pleased you chose me as your wife, Scott.  You are much better looking than I am, and I find that flattering, by the way.  I love you. 


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!


Figuring Out This Blog Thing… April 13, 2008

Filed under: Cassidy,Marriage,Scott,Something New — familydunn @ 4:14 am

Scott and I are very productive people. Two days ago we celebrated the year anniversary of our first date. A year ago it was April 8th, Easter Sunday. We went to a Mexican restaurant and discussed mixing queso and salsa, Jesus, family, drugs, and work. I have to say it was the first date I’ve ever been on where the man actually had chivalry. He opened all the doors, paid for my meal, treated me like a lady. He didn’t even try to kiss me!

A year later we are married and have a black kitty named Posey and a 5 week old baby girl called Cass.

All The Dunn Girls!

We’re just figuring out life as it comes (kinda like this blog) and chasing down our dreams – kid and cat in tow.