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Flashback Friday – Mom!

Friday, February 4th, 2011

It is my mom’s birthday tomorrow. I thought I would share some photos from the 60s that my cousins sent me when they cleaned out my grandmother’s house. I had never seen most of these before that envelope of awesome arrived. Because it was my dad’s mother’s house, most of the pictures were of him, but there were a ton of pictures from right after his wedding up until he went to Vietnam, which puts most of these 1968-1970.

This picture cracks me up because we had the ship painting, the picasso print and those encyclopedias in our house my whole life.

They took a trip to Washington DC in the spring on 1969. I love how fancy they look for sightseeing. These days we would just be in jeans and T-shirts.

I adore shift dresses. She’s so cute!

This is from what was known in my family as the Big Mama Frizz era, also known as the early 70s. I think that is my sister in the picture which means I wasn’t even a glimmer yet.

I loved this kind of lawn chairs when I was a kid and how they made the weird pattern on the backs of my thighs.  I never see them anymore. People all seem to have wooden chairs or the smooth fabric ones.

This is by far my favorite of the bunch! I love it. So many vintage photos seem posed and this is such a candid and she looks so happy. By the hair, I am guessing this is right after their wedding in 1968.

When I think of my parents from my childhood, this is what they look like. I think it is from Yosemite, which would put this at 1983.

Happy Birthday Mom!


Friday, July 16th, 2010

Six years ago today this happened:

That’s the only wedding picture I have on my laptop, so it will have to do. Say hi to my sister/maid of honor! The last six years have been unbelievable, so much awesome tinged with sadness. I got married, lost both my parents and my grandmother, my husband lost his grandparents, we bought a house, we both got our dream jobs, and we had a baby. A dear, sweet, wonderful baby that is turning one in less than two weeks. He changed our lives so much and for the better. I love our little family.

My First Mother’s Day

Sunday, May 9th, 2010

My first Mother’s Day was a little bittersweet. My mom has been gone for three years, but Mother’s Day still makes me think primarily of her; it seemed strange that people were wishing me a happy mother’s day. Overall, it was a day like any other. I’m not sure what I was expecting. A rogue bit of sarcasm somehow led to me cooking hubs his favorite dinner, but he did get the diaper sprayer and the new car seat installed, so woot for that. And we had made favorite burger for lunch with a chocolate shake, too. I was going to fill this post with wistful reflections on being a motherless mother, but I am kinda over it. Family is what you make it and you have to love who you got.

Testing out his big boy car seat

Weekend Wackiness

Monday, April 26th, 2010

One of the hubs nearest and dearest friends visited this weekend with his wife and two kids. It was a whirlwind visit, came in around noon, left at 4 am on their way back to Missouri via Albuquerque. Their kids are aged 6 and 4 and were just adorable with the baby and are great kids in general. I did realize a few things during their brief visit, our house is really small for two kids to run around in, little boys can get amazingly dirty amazingly quickly, thank god there is a park one block away and having two kids close in age makes for pretty good playmates.  I had been teetering back and forth between having another baby or being one and done.

Hubs really wants two and I just didn’t want to go through the whole newborn stage again. I barely survived it the first time and I don’t really even comprehend how you deal with a newborn when you already have a child, especially a toddler. I spoke with the wife and she said that the first few years with both of the boys was the hardest thing she had ever done. I totally see that. But, since I am almost done working, it would make sense to have our kids pretty close together. They would be playmates (I hope) and I would be able to return to work sooner, when they were closer to preschool aged. I keep assuming that when/if we have another that the second will also be a boy. I have had to fight calling them “the boys” each time I go to write about my fictitious twosome. So, I am starting to get a little baby envy and I guess it is time to get cracking on baby the second.

Our friend’s crazy tales of a Californian transplanted in Missouri can be found at Half Past Awesome.

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