Turning 30!

Hi Everyone! I read this in an email and I liked it so I decided to share it here! Especially since I'm TURNING 30 next month!

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about ageing that you think in fractions. 'How old are you?' 'I'm four and a half!' You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key. You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.
'How old are you?' 'I'm gonna be 16!' You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life. You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!! But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed? You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40 Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50! And your dreams are gone. But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would! So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90's, you start going backwards; 'I Was JUST 92.' Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. 'I'm 100 and a half!' May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!! HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Throw out non-essential numbers. This includes age, weight and height.
Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay 'them!'

2 Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.' And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often,long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who
is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable,
improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9 Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the shops, even to the next
state; to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity. AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away.

Truly an Adventure

I'm blogging to tell you all about our interesting day on Monday! Jeremy called me early while I was still sleeping and told me he blew two tires! He was waiting for AAA to come and get him. He ended up waiting 1 1/2 hours for them in his car on the highway! (He was almost to Harrisburg). He rode with the tow truck back to our StopNGo where we take the cars, because the tires were warrentied from there. So Asher and I bundled up in the below freezing temperatures and got Daddy. Just as Jeremy was about to leave for school, Asher had discovered a picture I had put out the night before of Jeremy and I. I put it on the floor so he could look at it and he was kissing it. It was so cute. Not 30 seconds later, he was walking near it, fell to his knees, and from his knees he fell directly onto the picture frame glass, breaking it with his head. He had cuts and scratches from the broken glass including one near his eye. There were slivers of glass on his face and I was afraid some were in his eye. So I said we needed to take him to the doc. Jeremy called his school, now saying there was a family emergency and he'd wouldn't be in at all today. Thankfully, the cuts are superficial and there didn't seem to be any glass in his eye! That's good. What an adventure. I tell you, I think this kid does need a helmet. Walking is certainly dangerous business for him! Here's some pics of his battle scars.

And now I'll take a moment to give Kudos to my wonderful Husband, Jeremy, in honor of many anniversaries and holiday we're celebrating. Yesterday was the day we started dating 7 years ago, and Saturday the 9th was the day he asked me to marry him, and of course, tomorrow is Valentines Day!

Let me just start by saying that as a housewife, even as a mother, I feel like I am failing lately. I don't have a lot of energy to put into cleaning or cooking or laundry, that is if I can find a few moments where I'm free of nausea and I've found something to eat that won't make me nauseous. I live for the moment when Jeremy comes home and can help me to corral our curious and disaster prone son. He works very hard at work and then he has to come home and work hard to help me. So I just want to say "thank-you, honey." Yesterday I expressed that I felt useless to him and he said the sweetest thing. He said, "You are not useless to me. I didn't marry you so you could be my housekeeper. I married you because you're my best friend and I just love being with you." That was so comforting to me just to know I'm loved with no strings attached.

Thankfully, having had a great weekend with Jeremy and the extra two days with him at home (during which all those days he helped greatly with caring for Asher. Today was the first poopy diaper I changed since Friday!). Those days helped to restore my energy and my spirits too.

And now here's some more pics of Asher to share. I tried to get a good pic of his curls in the back.

Here are pics from Monday night at Matt and Julie's. They are looking out the window at Grandma coming in, and having a race with their walkers!

Here's a couple videos of Asher walking and showing you what he does during the day to keep Mommy busy!

Climb Ev'ry...Dragon???

My son...Asher, the climber. I found him doing this the other day, looking like a regular mountain climber in his stance (to me, anyway).

He's standing on top of his dragon toy in his play yard, and playing with the blinds. He's a hoot.

Catching Up...

I must admit Val and Julie are much better at keeping up with this, but oh well, I try. Anyway, I'll try to catch up here and make this as interesting as possible! HOME PROJECTS That seems to be what we are ALWAYS doing and/or thinking about lately. Over Christmas vacation, we started to paint our bedroom. So far, we have the ceiling, and one wall done! YAH! Of course, as with any home project we try to do, something went wrong. When trying to peel off the tape that's supposed to peel off easily, it took some of the paint and/or wall with it. Joy. Something to touch up later. We can't even paint a room. Haha. But at least the paint looks good and I picked a color I like. As for the rest of the room decorating I want to do, that will have to come as money allows, as always. It's ok. Keeps me humble. And thankful, hopefully. Money...christmas money...brings me to the other recent home project....dum da dum...the woodstove! Yes, we FINALLY bought a woodstove - at a great price - and had it installed. Of course, the first time we tried to use it, we smoked ourselves out of the house! Yep...unable to establish a draft (something we didn't know about at the time...Jeremy's experience includes building campfires...) the smoke filled the house, causing us to flee to mom and dad's for the night. Thankfully the smell cleared out and didn't linger. Jeremy now knows how to build and indoor fire and has done so successfully - and is very proud of it. So now the focus is on setting up and cleaning out the basement...again...always. Why do we have so much stuff? Anyway, we need to move the futon to the basement and make that the "guest room" so Asher can move to his big boy room...even though he'll still be in a crib. Anyway...here's the big reason this must happen (soonish)... Yep, Asher's going to be a big brother! Sometime around September 10th, according to Babycenter.com. Surprise! I'm getting used to it and even getting a little excited! They'll be 18 months apart! Another big thing in our lives is Asher is walking! I'm going to try to put a video on here but I don't know if it will work or not. Here goes...



Yeah! It finally worked. It's so cute to watch him totter around, so proud, yet still a little unsure of himself! Today we went to Mom and Dad's to gather some kindling wood. We took Asher for a walk in the woods. He was so cute holding our hands and walking! Asher is also self-feeding and eating more table food now. Tonight he ate green beans! It amazes me how much he can eat with only two teeth! And here's some more random, yet cute pictures of Asher. Asher and Grandma Asher, 10 months old Asher kissing Aunt April Asher and his friend, Cody Mohney Asher and his girlfriend, Ella Wolfe Peek-a-boo!

That's the Breaks

Well, Asher has officially begun breaking things...it's clear I am now a parent! Last night he pulled down a lamp and broke it and today he broke a princess house oil lamp. Both times he accessed these things because of a doily or something under the item...meaning he could pull that and whatever's on top of it came along! Oi. Guess I'll have to get rid of those things!

Well Christmas and New Years are past and now I'm trying to get back to life. Had to let Asher cry to sleep again last night...back to square one teaching him how to go to sleep. His schedule was nonexistant through holiday gatherings. And of course, my sister and her family were here from Nashville for a week, so life just comes to a halt when they're here. We don't see them much so we need to make the most of the times we have when we have them. We had lots of fun times with the family and I won't go on about it because Julie (my sis in law) did a great job blogging it so if you want to see pics and stuff go to her blog www.weidman-family.blogspot.com.

So now that I've caught up on Val's and Julie's blogs (reading them) I thought I should blog. I never have too much interesting to say like they do because I'm usually thinking about what else I should be doing besides sitting here typing!

Interesting random fact...the name Asher was #252 in 2006 according to Social Security Office. Also, on the credits of Sabrina the Teenage Witch (I was flipping back and forth between that and HGTV and I didn't see the whole episode) I saw a character was named "Asher". That was cool! I noticed the name Wyatt was #52 thereabouts in 2007, according to babycenter.com.

Well, Jeremy just called so I guess I'll go talk to him. Peace and Love to you all in bloggerland.

I'm in a hurry...

Remember that country song that goes..."I'm in a hurry to get things done, Rushin' Rushin' till life's no fun...all I really gotta do is live and die but I'm in a hurry and don't know why."

Well as I was rushin' around yesterday and a little stressed, that song came to mind and it just kinda made me happy and calmed me down. Fun little ditty...

Anyway, yesterday I took Asher to mom's for the afternoon. That's probably the longest I've left him and the longest he's been with Grandma! He had a good time and even went to sleep for her. I need to help him aquire some better sleep habits now that he's not sick. He's been a bear to get to sleep at night and finally the last two nights we just let him cry himself to sleep. Hard to do, but I feel it's necessary at this point. Hopefully he'll get the point soon that it's not worth it and to just go to sleep!

So now we are looking forward to our first Christmas with a child! He's so fun and I can't wait for Christmas morning.

I should report that he's quite the verbal little boy. His words that he says with meaning are: Ma Ma, Da Da, A-ma (Grandma), Moh (more), A-meh! (Amen) and Uh-oh. Only Uh-oh sounds more like a hiccup. It's cute.

Poor Little Sick Boy

Well we got through (we're getting through) our first major illness with a child. Poor little Asher couldn't keep anything down this morning. He was so tired and so limp in my arms all day...I've never seen him so lethargic. But thankfully, after much rest and many sips of gatorade, he's hydrated and feeling better. I'm glad we didn't have to take him to the ER for IVs! Actually, I think he's on a sugar high from the gatorade! Here's a picture of him when he was feeling so sick...



But even though he was feeling so sick, he still found it in him to smile at the camera...sweet boy...




I felt so bad for him. But now he's feeling better...see?