so excited for my Friday night plans with the hubs! I had rehearsal last night for this weekends church services, so we didn't see much of each other. this morning, he met me in the living room with a great big bear hug and said we were having an at home date tonight.
Wanna know what he has planned? Popcorn and a movie. My favorite! 10 bucks if you can guess the movie.
seriously. nothin'. But my mom called this morning all in a tizzy because I didn't blog yesterday. Now it's 12:48 and still, nothing has come to me. But I can't go another day, so here's what you get:
Most importantly, as I stated on Tuesday, prayer works!! Memaw was just moved out of ICU and into a regular room. They've removed her breathing tube, her wrist restraints, the tube from her nose, and she's getting better and better as each day passes. Praise the Lord!!
on a lighter note, last week i bought the most comfortable pair of jeans I have ever put on my body. I think people call them jeggings, but I never will. I hate that word. I have spent every lunch hour since then trying to find them in another color in my size, but I have failed. If I could live in them, I would. They are my new best friend.
Joey and I are planning on putting our house on the market in a year or so. In the last few weeks I have become obsessed with looking at home builders and floor plans online. Obsessed. I want to move now.
I have had a headache everyday for the last, oh I don't know, I stopped counting. I finally went back to the doctor this morning. We'll see. I'm tired of living with constant headaches. It's dumb.
Joey gets his gun and badge 10 weeks from today. :)
I found out last weekend that our friend Izzy is coming to visit and I'm so excited!!! 10 weeks and counting!
It snowed in San Antonio on Tuesday. Wanna see?
now, before you start saying, that's not snow, realize that it had fallen from the sky and collected on my wipers. It had been there for a while. But it was snow! I promise!
Yesterday I spent the afternoon at the hospital with my mother-in-law and her dad, Pepaw. Joey's grandma, Memaw has been in the hospital almost a week with an obstruction in her bowel.
Here she is a few years back. Isn't she beautiful?
Joey and I took the kids up to see her on Sunday night, and I'm so glad we did, because things went downhill Monday. Yesterday morning they did another x-ray and found a tear on her bowel and decided that the surgery they had been putting off was now imminent. She was so weak and frail, but there was no other way.
Pepaw call me around 11 am and said they would be doing surgery at 12:30. He couldn't reach Kathy (my MIL) because she was teaching and Joey was at the Academy and can't take calls. (A little background - my MIL is an only child and so is Joey.) I reached Kathy via email and she rushed to the hospital. I called my MIL around noon when I left for lunch. She said I didn't need to come, but I knew I had to be there. I prayed the entire time to the hospital - I prayed that God would protect Memaw and spare her life and I prayed that God would keep me strong. The last thing Kathy and Pepaw needed was me falling apart.
When I got there, Kathy told me that they weren't assured that Memaw would make it through surgery. I was heartbroken. Heartbroken for Kathy - that was her mom. And heartbroken for Pepaw - the love of his life was just wheeled into surgery. It was the worst feeling ever. All we could do was pray.
I left to go get lunch for both of them and prayed the entire the time. Three and a half hours later, when the surgeon came out to talk to us, would you like to know what he said? That tear that was on her bowel? Not there. He was shocked. He took a double take at the x-ray and sure enough, there it was, but it was no where on Memaw.
Praise be to God!!
They still had to remove a significant portion of her intestine and she'll have a colostomy for the rest of her life, but for now, we have her. And that's what matters. She's not out of the woods yet, but I've already seen what my God can do, I'm not about to start doubting Him now.
Joey and I had a great weekend celebrating 11 wonderful years of marriage. Thanks to everyone for the anniversary wishes. You all are so sweet!
We started our weekend early, on Friday. Since Joey had to work Friday night, I took the day off and we went to a movie (Shutter Island - we enjoyed it... several twists!) and then to lunch at Cosi.
When we got home we were planning on taking a short nap, which of course means watching TV, but our TV and internet we not working. If you follow me on Twitter, you know by now that my dog chewed the cable wire in the back yard and I was without TV or internet for a staggering 5 hours.
I know, it's a wonder I'm still alive. But I did survive. I survived to find that sweet dog a new home on Sunday afternoon. But that's a different story for a different day. Back to my anniversary...
Saturday morning we headed out to Fredericksburg, TX (a small town about an hour outside SA). We were both starving, so just as we usually do, we went back and forth "what do you want to eat?" "I don't know, what do you want?" for 10 minutes until Joey blurted out "How about Cracker Barrel?"
I knew it was some sort of cruel joke. And how could he?? On our anniversary?? But he swore it was no joke. He loved me enough to eat at Cracker Barrel. This is love. (See, he hates eating home-cooked food not at home. Plain and simple. And I love Cracker Barrel.)
As if it wasn't astonishing enough that he had taken me to Cracker Barrel, there was a 30 minute wait. And he was forced to walk around and look at all the "old lady treasures". It was fun.
After Cracker Barrel, it was redemption time. We drove to Fredericksburg, home of the Nimitz Museum (otherwise known as the National Museum of the Pacific War).
Joey loves history. Especially WWII history. Me? Notsomuch. But, he did take me to Cracker Barrel (and I had been planning the museum trip the whole time), so we spent the afternoon wandering the museum.
And by wandering, I do mean wandering. When we were actually trying to leave the museum, we couldn't find the exit. Well, at least the exit that wasn't marked EMERGENCY EXIT ONLY. The problem was that all the signs to the other exhibits pointed in that direction, and it was the only door, AND I had just seen 4 people exit out of that door. (Not to mention I really wanted to get outside.) So I opened to door.
Note to self: If the door is marked EMERGENCY EXIT ONLY. ALARM WILL SOUND. It's probably true.
Moving right along... after the museum we decided to rest our weary legs at a wine bar. In case you're wondering, Fredericksburg grows the best peaches on the planet. And they make the best wine with said peaches. In case you're wondering.
After the wine, it was nappy time. I'm sorry, but we need our sleep. We headed back to the hotel and took a nice little nap then got ready for dinner.
We had such a great time, just being together. I think it's so important to get away every once in a while. Even though we have regular date nights, it's completely different when we have a chance to get out of town - even though it was only an hour out of town!
And I have to say thanks to my hubby for letting me post pics on my blog with his black eye. I was so sad for the timing of all of this (and yes, just simply for his poor eye!) and worried that I wouldn't be able to blog about our anniversary. But he was such a trooper and said he didn't care. I love you baby!!
11 years ago today, I married the man of my dreams. My best friend.
The man that makes me laugh more, smile bigger, and love deeper that I ever thought possible.
Every year, when I think about how long we've been married, I simply can't believe it. It's seems like just yesterday I was planning a wedding. But I'm having the time of my life with my best friend, so I couldn't ask for anything more.
I love you baby! Thanks for the best 11 years of life - and here's to many, many more!
* Joey update: First of all, I'd like to thank all of you for your comments and thoughts yesterday. Joey did great. He survived. It's over. And that's what matters. Unfortunately, he has big 'ole shiner just in time for our little anniversary get-away, but it's okay. I'll take that over any broken bones or torn muscles that would have taken him out of the academy any day!
Last night I made the best dinner! I found the recipe from one of my favorite recipe sites, Here's What's Cooking. Nothing fancy, but man was it yummy!! So let's get to it, shall we?
Creamy Chicken Taquitos
What you need:
4 oz. cream cheese (1/2 block)
1/4 c. green salsa
juice from 1/2 lime
1/4 tsp. garlic powder
1/2 tsp. cumin
1/2 tsp. onion powder
1 tsp. chili powder
1 bushel cilantro, chopped
2 tablespoons sliced green onions (I didn't have this, so I omitted)
2 chicken breasts, cooked and shredded
1 c. grated cheese, your choice
approx. 12-14 corn tortillas
How you make it:
Heat oven to 425. Line a baking sheet with foil and lightly coat with cooking spray.
Place cream cheese in mixing bowl and heat in the microwave for 20 seconds to soften.
Add all ingredients (except tortillas, cooking spray, and salt - DUH!) to cream cheese and mix well.
Wrap several tortillas in damp paper towels and heat in the microwave for 20-30 seconds until they are soft enough to roll without cracking.
Place a heaping spoonful of chicken mixture in a tortilla and roll the tortilla up as tight as you can. When the tortillas are soft, the mixture sticks to the tortilla, making it very easy to roll up. Place seam side down on baking sheet. Lay all of the taquitos on the baking sheet, making sure they are not touching each other.
Spray the tops with cooking spray and then sprinkle salt on top.
Place in oven and bake for 15-20 minutes or until crisp and the ends start to get brown.
And just because I never posted anything from our Valentine's weekend, here's something for your tummy's viewing pleasure:
There are two days that Joey has been anticipating since he started the academy.
Hell Day and Graduation.
Today is Hell Day. And I'm a nervous wreck. I'm wondering how many times I'll have to run to the bathroom to vomit.
Last night I timed Joey as he practiced getting his gas mask on. 6.5 seconds was his fastest time. That's pretty good, and I'm sure he'll be grateful for his practice after he's had to endure the gas TWICE with no mask on at all.
He carried 2 gallons of whole milk out to his truck this morning. Strange, right? Well, turns out that's the best thing to ease the horrific pain after you've been maced in eyes.
(ugh. I think I'm gonna vomit.)
Trust me, I'm ever so grateful for the training. I just wish it involved perfume and water instead of gas and mace. Oh, and that MMA fight.
I've been praying all morning long. And I don't see that stopping until my phone rings late this afternoon and I hear, "Honey, it's over. And I survived!"
Although you took for-ever showing up, thank you for finally arriving. you are the end to quite possibly the longest work week ever. And while you're usually my favorite day, I'm not all that happy with you this week, since you're making my hubby work tonight. And your better half, Saturday, is on my black list as well, since he's making Joey work too!
This is not shaping up to be the best of weekends.
But I'll hold out for next Friday and Saturday, when you'll be much better to me. No work. Just a mini-vacay for our anniversary.
I had a few people ask about my "best-in-the-world" salsa, so I thought I would post the recipe for you!
First, though, for anyone who's wondering, "hell day" was postponed to next Tuesday due to weather. Most of the torture activities are outside, so since it's 38 degrees and raining, they decided to postpone. Joey was really disappointed since he's anxious to get it over with.
Anyway, back to the salsa! Here you go...
What you need:
1 box/bag of cherry (or grape) tomatoes
1 bunch cilantro
3 jalapenos (with seeds for more spice, without seeds for a milder flavor)
juice from 2 limes
2 cans Rotel, juice drained (1 hot, 1 Mexican)
1/2 white onion
1 spoon minced garlic
salt and pepper to taste (I don't use pepper since Joey HATES it)
1 spoonful of sugar
How you make it:
Chop individual ingredients with food processor - more time for thinner salsa, less time for thicker, chunkier salsa.
Consume with tons of chips.
I know, I know. I hate to give you such difficult directions, but it is what it is.
Lots of fun was had this weekend. Just check out Taylor!
LOL. Seriously, every Friday the kids beg to stay up "really late" and I usually let them. And this is what always happens. It was 9 pm. Love that boy!
Saturday was spent doing lots of laundry (this was NOT part of the fun), going to the grocery store, and cooking. My dads birthday was last week, but we were celebrating on Sunday, so I needed to make a cake. Mom had suggested Dr. Pepper cake, so Dr. Pepper cake it was. One of dads favorites!
I also made the best homemade salsa in the world - if I do say so myself - to take to the party on Sunday.
Saturday night was date night so Joey and I went to one of our favs... Buffalo Wild Wings. This was two-fold for Joey because they were also showing the UFC fight. Ahh, the things we do for our men.
Sunday was party day. Not just the Super Bowl party, but dads birthday party! The family had requested that I make my homemade pizza, which some people say is the best around and that I should open up a pizzeria, so I obliged... and made 6 pizzas.
We had a great time watching the game together and celebrating dads birthday. Well, with the little exception of the neighborhood kid who decided to crash my dads party. I was tempted to go postal more that once, but I refrained. It made for some good laughs, to say the least.
Oh, and I forgot my dads birthday card, too. Lame, huh?? I'll get it to you dad, I promise :)
I would love to update you all on the busy weekend I had, but I'm short on pics (hint, hint Mom!!) so I think I'll save that for tomorrow. So instead of a weekend update, I thought I'd update you on Joey's progress in the academy.
This is week 20 (out of 32) in the academy and it is slated to be one.crazy.week. Joey's time in the academy has really flown by, and I think it will only move faster from here.
Joey aced his final PT test last Thursday and I'm so proud of him! That pretty much wraped up PT, which he is super excited about, because pretty soon they'll be moving on to the fun stuff - TACTICS! Driving, shooting, week-long ride-alongs... Now it starts to get real.
But, before he gets into tactics, he has hell day this Thursday. Wonder why they call it hell day? Well, let's see... they have to be gassed 4 times, maced twice, pass/survive a 3 minute all-out MMA fight, and then run 1.5 miles.
And before that, he'll have ASP (the long batons) training tomorrow. To pass his training, he has to survive a fight against one of the training officers - who will be pretty much trying to kill him (figuratively speaking).
Sound fun? Yeah, not so much to me either.
Then, to end the week, he'll be working all night Friday and Saturday - one night on dispatch and the other night on a DWI ride-along.
One thing I can say is that although his training is super intense, the SAPD academy offers significantly more training than is required by law. And for that, I'm grateful.
About 7 years ago, a few months after we moved into our house, I was out in the front yard pulling weeds and working on our flower beds. Ashton, who was only 3 at the time, was outside with me playing in the driveway. It was a hot summer day, but the two of us were enjoying the outdoors. I went around the side of the house towards the front door, still working on the flower bed and Ashton was riding her tricycle back and forth from the driveway to the front door.
As I was pulling weeds, I suddenly realized that Ashton hadn't ridden by me in several minutes. I went to the driveway, but Ashton wasn't there. I ran into the street and called for her.
We live in a cul-de-sac, a few houses down from a drainage ditch that leads to a wooded area behind our house, so I ran over to the ditch, beginning to panic, and yelled for her.
I ran around all of the houses in the cul-de-sac, screaming for her.
By this time, I was so overwhelmed and panicked, I was sobbing uncontrollably. I ran inside our house, screaming to Joey that I couldn't find Ashton. I was sobbing so loudly that he couldn't even understand me, but he knew something was wrong. He came running into the kitchen and I yelled again that I couldn't find Ashton.
"Honey, she's in bed with me. We're watching SpongeBob." She had gone inside when I wasn't looking. She told her daddy that she was hot, so she snuggled in bed with him to watch TV.
I collapsed onto the kitchen floor and sobbed for what seemed like forever. The sheer terror I felt was etched into my mind. I would never forget that feeling, and hadn't felt it again until last night.
Last night was the second scariest night of my life.
Ashton was up the street at a friends house and Taylor was outside playing with the boys that live on our street. They always come down to our house because we're in the cul-de-sac and they can play outside without worrying about cars. Taylor had been playing with his friends for a while, but it was 7:30 and time to come inside.
I went to the garage, like I always do, and yelled his name. Usually, within a few seconds, he comes running.
Not last night.
I went out into the garage and yelled for him again, but there was no answer. Not only was there no answer, it was dead quiet. No childrens' voices like there always are. In fact, there was no sign of any of the boys.
Slightly irritated, and thinking he had for sure gone into one of his friend's houses without telling me, I threw on my flip flops and ran up the street to one of the boys houses. I rang the doorbell, but when one of Taylor's friends peeked through the blinds, I knew Taylor wasn't there. His friends dad said he had come down to the cul-de-sac about 10 minutes earlier to get the boys and that was the last time he saw Taylor. He told me to check across the street at another little boys house - maybe he had gone there.
Those feeling from years ago were quick to flood my mind. I was terrified. Taylor never goes anywhere without asking first.
I could hardly breathe as I ran across the street and knocked on their door. I could see through the window that they were eating, and I knew Taylor wasn't there. It was the same story from this dad - he had come to get his son about 10 minutes earlier and that was the last time he saw Taylor.
He was trying to help me, but my heart was racing so fast and I couldn't breathe. I don't even remember what he said, but I sprinted back to the house, praying to God that Taylor had come inside and I just didn't hear him. I busted into the kitchen, just like I had done years before, and screamed his name, sobbing hysterically.
"Yeah mom?" I hear from upstairs.
The sweetest sound ever. But I was already gone. I was sobbing uncontrollably and holding Taylor as tightly as I could. I'm sure he thought I was crazy.
I have no idea how I didn't hear him come in, or why he didn't tell me was home, like he always does, but thank you Lord for keeping my children safe. I hope I never feel this way again.
I think I may lock them both in their rooms until their 20.
Ok, I'm sure you can handle the truth, but I've always wanted to say that.
Now, onto your questions and my answers:
Miss Anne asked, "what's your favorite/must have style/makeup product?"
I'd have to say that the only thing I'm really picky about, brand-wise, is my Bumble & Bumble Thickening Spray. I have the thinnest, straightest hair ever, so anything that will give me a little body is sure to become my BFF. B&B Thickening Spray has been my go-to styling aid for years now.
Lindsey at Sweet Simplicity asked, "What line of work are you in?"
By day, I'm an executive assistant. I work for the North American President of an international company. (I blogged about this way back when. You can read about it HERE, if you want.) By night? I am half owner of Blogalicious Designs (a graphic, blog, and web design company), a wife, a mom to 2 kiddos that are growing too fast, a cook, dishwasher, and laundry woman extraordinaire. What I am not? A mop-er. I don't do floors.
Carri at A Day In The Life Of Us had several questions for me! "What is your favorite color? Favorite food? Favorite time of day? Favorite TV show?"
My favorite color... This question always throws me off, but today, I've come to the conclusion that I just don't have a favorite color. And I'm not afraid to admit it.
My favorite food... This one is easy - Mexican food!! I could eat pretty much any kind of Mexican food for all 3 meals, everyday! Mmmmm... especially chips & queso!
My favorite time of day... Well, it's not morning, that's for sure! Probably the evening, after the kids are in bed. Don't get me wrong, I love my children, but after they've gone to bed, Joey and I always lay in bed and snuggle and catch up on our DVR'd shows. Yeah, this is for sure my favorite time of day!
Favorite TV show(s)... I have several! My all time favorite show is Alias. I love Jennifer Garner and I love drama/action/spy stuff. I would love to have the entire series on DVD to watch any time my DVR ran dry! As far as shows that are on the air now, I'm currently addicted to Damages, Chuck, The Good Wife, CSI: Miami, Desperate Housewives, and of course, COPS. (LOL, but it's so true. Joey and I watch COPS all.the.time.)
Melissa from Sweet Melissa asked, "How long have you been a cowboys fan? If since childhood, did you ever dream of being a cowboys cheerleader? I know I sure did!!
My entire family (I'm talking generations) LOVES the Cowboys. We're huge fans! I grew up with the Cowboys on the TV, every time they played, but I didn't really get into watching the games (the entire 60 minutes) until 4-5 years ago. I used to watch the games when I was away at college and I would call my dad during the commercials. It made me feel like we were closer than 11 hours apart. When I got married, I didn't watch much, but then about 4-5 years ago - BAM! Joey decided he wanted to watch football again. And now I'm back.
Mrs. Bear from Think Happy Thoughts asked several questions as well. "Where are you from originally? Where is your favorite place in the US? What is your favorite clothing item?"
I was born in Amarillo, Texas, but I only lived there a few short months. I had a brief, 4 year stint in Belton, South Carolina, then we moved to San Antonio, where I've been ever since (well, with the exception of an even briefer stint away at college in Oklahoma).
My favorite place in the US... Well, since I don't travel much inside the US, I'll have to say San Antonio. Almost all of my family is here and since I'm extremely family-oriented, anywhere my family resides would my favorite place. Now, I have to say that there are several places in the US that I'm dying to see - Boston in the Fall, San Francisco, Colorado (with my hubby and kids) in the winter... The kids have never seen snow, so I would love to take them to Colorado one year for Christmas.
My favorite clothing item... Definitely my American Eagle ripped jeans. They're my go-to item when I just want to be comfy.
Isabelle from Fit Izzy asked, "If you could travel anywhere in the world ( with or without the kids your pick) where would you go?"
Honestly, I don't really have the desire to travel the world. I know... boring. Sorry. BUT, at this very moment, I would love to head back down to Playa del Carmen with my hubby. I really need a vacation. Also, when it's not zero degrees, you know I would love to come visit you, with the entire family in tow, in Canada! That's still on our list, trust me!
Christina asked, "Now that Joey has decided to follow his dream of becoming a police officer...do you have any big dreams you're thinking of trying to accomplish...or have all of your dreams come true already?"
I have the desire to be an OB nurse in Labor & Delivery, but I just can't see myself going back to school for the time it would take to accomplish this. For now, though, I'm really happy with my life.
Naturally Caffeinated Family asked, "What do you and Hubby like to do for fun? and what stores do you shop at the most? (you always look so cute=)"
First of all, thanks girl! You're sweet! Now to the big secret about where I shop... nowhere special. LOL. I buy 99% of everything I wear at Old Navy or Target. I absolutely despise going to the mall, so I just don't. Occasionally I'll go to Forever 21 and Express, but this is only when I need something I haven't been able to find at Old Navy or Target. Most of time I feel like I don't know how to dress and like I'm completely out of style.
For fun, Joey and I usually go out dinner and a movie. We like to eat and we like movies, so that works out well. LOL.
Well that about wraps it up! Thanks for playing along ladies!
If you follow me on Twitter, then you know that I was looking forward to a Friday night date with my hubby to see "Edge of Darkness". It was definitely my kind of movie. I love drama/thriller type movies.
Saturday I did the thing I hate most - laundry. But since my family insists on wearing different clothes at least once a day, I'm forced to wash them. Later that day I took the kids to my parents to spend the night and Joey and I just chilled until he had to go work. He worked "dog-watch" so he didn't leave the house until about 9:30. He got in on some action with this ride-along (I guess all the crazies come out at night...), but he came home safely to me at 6:30 in the morning. I didn't sleep well at all while he was working, but I guess I better get used to it.
Sunday Joey slept until noon while I finished up the laundry. That afternoon, Joey took Taylor to see Avatar and I did something that I swore I wouldn't do - I watched Twilight with Ashton. She's been begging to see Twilight for forever, but I wouldn't let her watch it because I didn't think it was appropriate. Luckily, I don't think she caught on to the sexual tension between Bella and Edward that ran through he ENTIRE MOVIE! She hid her face towards the end when the vampires where fighting over Bella, but other than that, I think she was unscathed. And I was the coolest mom ever... to Ashton. And that's what matters, right?
Later that night we went to Joey's moms for dinner and this is what happened:
Sorry it's so blurry, but when the kids are wrestling with daddy, I'm pretty sure it's impossible to get a clear picture. It's great to watch the kids think they can beat their daddy. But daddy's got skills.
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I’m Stephanie - wife to one extremely handsome cop; mother to two extremely silly kids. The hubs and I have been married since February ’99. I love him more each day and simply can’t get enough of him. My daughter, Ashton, is 12 going on 17. She’s beautiful, creative, smart, and oh, so sassy. Taylor, our son, is 8 and is so much like his daddy it’s scary. He makes me laugh all the time with the silly things he says and does. He won’t remember what you told him 5 minutes from now, just like his daddy. I love to laugh and spend time with friends and family. I’ve also recently discovered a love for cooking and enjoy sharing recipes. I love finding new blog friends, so be sure to leave a comment so I can do the same!