Sunday, August 03, 2008
It's not all that often that a stranger does something nice...a random act of kindness if you will. I felt it was worthy enough to give 2 people a shout-out for just being nice.
The first is a woman who I recently ordered some t-shirts from. In my failure to update my PayPal account, they were shipped to an old address. I asked her to let me know how much I owed to re-ship. She told me she would take care of the shipping and just hoped I would use her again in the future. Although this may have been partly for business gain...I don't know many people who would do that. Here is a link to her site. She can also be found on Etsy.com. I hope you use her too!! The shirts are adorable and came bound together in matching ribbon. I'm looking forward to the arrival of my new baby so my sons can wear these in their first photo together. http://www.personalizeitaiken.com/
The next is a high school boy of whose name I do not know. I was in Walmart the other day and as I was just about out the door, this young man came running up to me. "Mam, you dropped your debit card", was all he said and then went on his way. That boy saved me a HUGE hassle!!! It's nice to know there are high schoolers out there who would do such a thing.
So, thanks to the two strangers who put a smile on face. You have encouraged me knowing that it doesn't take much to turn a person's day around just by being nice.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Today marks the first time in 5 years that my husband and I have lived in one place. And we've only been married 5 years...so the first time in our marriage. We started out in Boston, living in 2 places there...then headed to Illinois. First we had an apartment. Then 3 months shy of our lease-end we bought our first home in the next town over. After living there for 8 months, my husband got a job offer in Nashville. We put the house on the market and moved again. While in Nashville we had 2 apartments and after a year...and no bids on the Illinois house...we moved back. So, although we've owned the home for almost 3 years, this is the first time we have actually lived in it for an entire year. We've been to a lot of exciting places and lived in 3 completely different areas of the U.S., but its great to finally hang our hats and enjoy "home".
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
I went in for my 20 week ultrasound today. Everything looked healthy and we learned we are going to have another little boy. We are both very excited. The due date is November 3...so it's going to be a long summer. Silas, my firstborn, is too young at 15 months to understand, but I'm hoping that since they will be close in age that they will be good friends. Well, 20 more weeks to go and Salem Rockwell will be here!!!
Saturday, June 14, 2008
So, this is my first official blog...aside from the last one, which was really an intro. I was thinking hard about what to write for the first one. Maybe something interesting about myself...but that was hard to come up with. So I decided to write about my favorite person. My husband, Josh. I am 20 weeks pregnant with our second child. I find out Tues. if it's a girl or boy. But aside from all that excitement, I'm starting to pop out quite a bit. I don't want to stretch out my t-shirts that I wear to bed...so it's time to make the switch. I get to wear Josh's t-shirts to bed. My husband has been an avid t-shirt collector since his teen years. He gets this weird thrill from finding a shirt in a thrift store. And with his wacky sense of humor, they all have some pretty wacky stuff on them. Tonight I'm wearing a royal blue shirt with the word TOFULITE all in white caps across the front...I know...I have no idea either. My favorite part about the shirts is how soft they are, since they are usually old and well-worn. Also, how they smell like a mixture of Josh and his grandfather's old dresser in which they find a home. But most of all, how for the next several months, every time I put on one of his shirts I can giggle at his silly spirit, and snuggle in the softness of the shirt, just as if he were hugging me his self.