Thursday, November 26, 2015

Thanksgiving 2015

Happy Thanksgiving! :)

We've had a quiet day. I haven't felt well for the past couple of days. Jim got sick when he got back from his hunting trip, and he thinks I may have picked up a bug from him. Which, super fun that it's over a holiday.

I have never been so thankful for pre-planning in my life. I spent the past two days going to the store, and making things ahead of this morning, even tho I was feeling yucky, all I had to do was put the turkey in the oven.


When you have a large family, it's hard to work out a time for everyone to be here. I just decided to cook today for whoever was going to be here. Turns out, it was Joshua and Clark. The oldest and the youngest.

Earlier in the week, Joshua asked me when I was going to put up our Christmas trees. I said, "I am waiting to do that on Thanksgiving, because not everyone will be here and I will be sad...and putting up my trees will make me happy."

He looked at me with the strangest look on his face. He said, "why would you be sad? I'M HERE."

Well, of course! :)

I have missed my mom every day of the 17 years she's been gone...but I really miss her on the holidays. She had a way of making things special, and it all seemed so effortless. And I'm here to tell you: pulling together family and a meal and the little touches that make everyone feel anything BUT effortless.

I am thankful for my family, and for the ones who have chosen to make us a part of their family. I am thankful that, Lord willing, I will have a highchair at my table next year. I am thankful for a Savior who died on a cross for that, one day, Jim and I, and our children, can spend eternity in Heaven together, and with Jesus...where they won't be any more tears or death or sorrow or pain.

So, since there was just 4 of us, I decided to go more casual. We ate in the kitchen, instead of the dining room. And, even tho I have fancier dishes, I used my purple Mason jars from Target (because OBU Tigers), and dishes from my local Wal-Marks (because Pioneer Woman)...and I mixed them with my Mom's Wedgewood Blue China...and I think it turned out just fine.

"I will give thanks to you, O Lord, among the peoples..." Psalm 57:9

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Rat Update, Family Update: Coming and Going

We've had some awesome days with our family. I just wish everyone could be here all at the same time.

Holly had a hair appointment today, and she took Joshua with that I could stay here with Logan and Morgan. Jim had gone duck-hunting this morning, and when he got home, he took Logan and Morgan to get a new phone.

A new phone for Logan.

Logan had wanted one for his birthday in October, but he felt bad asking for it. With him in Occupational Therapy school, he is not able to have a job at this time. And our little daughter-in-law is finishing up her last semester of college. She will hopefully find a teaching job soon! Logan's phone has been acting sketchy for a while. He doesn't have to have the fanciest phone...but I do want him to have a reliable phone.

So, Jim took them up to the store to work out an upgrade. The phone store employee said the next upgrade for Logan (after this one) will be in 18 months. Logan said that Jim thought a minute, and then said, "well, that will be good. In 18 months, you'll be out of school, and you can buy your own phone at that time."

Logan said, "ummmm...I'm in a 3 year program, and I have 2 1/2 years left."

Jim said, "ohhhhhh...that's right. Well, then I guess that'll be 32 more months."

I don't know where Jim got "32 months," but Logan said it was so funny. He said that when he gets back to school next week, he's gonna walk into his first class and tell the professor, "listen...I know this is a 3 year program, but we need to put it on the fast-track. If it's not gonna be on the OT Boards, then we don't need to learn Dad is cutting me off in 18 months."

Jim overheard Logan telling us the story, and he hollered from the other room, "I AM NOT CUTTING YOU OFF IN 18 MONTHS."


After they got the phone, they came home...Logan and Morgan packed up, and headed to her parent's house.

And then Holly and Joshua came home.

And then Clark came home.

And then Holly went to her house.

And then there were 4.

We warmed up "re-runs" (what Joshua calls left-overs) for dinner. Jim and Clark had chili, and Joshua and I had some food we brought home from a restaurant the other night. I'm in my cozy clothes, and we are all piled up in the family room. I've got the washing machine going...Holly will be staying in Logan and Morgan's room for the next 2 nights, while her husband is gone, so I'm getting everything ready for her.

Also, she told me that our grand-baby is now the size of a plum. :)

I just love being with my family. I enjoy hearing them talk and watching them with each other. I love watching the relationships between our married children and their spouses. Lots of proud and grateful moments...and also some moments for gentle reminders (only for my married daughter and married son...NEVER for my in-laws).

Clark didn't want me to put up our Christmas decorations until after Thanksgiving, but he's in for a rude awakening...I'm starting tomorrow. At least doing the upstairs and maybe getting him and Jim to do the outside of the house.

And also: RAT NOT DEAD.

"This is the day the LORD has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it." Psalm 118:24

Monday, November 23, 2015

Catching Up

We've been busy around here. Jim was out-of-town all week. He went pheasant hunting in Kansas. While he was gone, Joshua decided that he wanted to sleep downstairs in Logan and Morgan's room. I was fine with I put clean sheets on the bed and got it all ready for him.

Then, on Friday afternoon...Clark came home for the weekend. And then Jim came home. And I had barely put clean sheets on their bed before Logan and Morgan walked in the door. We were so excited to see them! It's been days of eating and laughing and eating and laughing. SO FUN! Holly had to work on Saturday and Sunday, but Aaron came over and hung out with us...and Clark had to head back to school on Sunday night.

BOO for college classes on the week of Thanksgiving.

But, he is coming back tomorrow...annnnnnd Logan and Morgan are leaving tomorrow (sigh). They are going to spend a few days now with her parents...which is only fair, I know...but I believe we have already covered the topic of how Marty does not like to share.

And then Aaron is going out-of-town with his family, because Holly has to work on Wednesday and Thursday (Thanksgiving Day). I'm thinking she will want to stay with us, so I will be changing the sheets in Logan and Morgan's room yet again.

With everyone coming and going at different times, I don't know when we will have our family Thanksgiving dinner...or IF we will have it. And that's okay, too.

That's what I'm telling myself.

My main goal for this week is to have a sliver of time when we can ALL be together...and take a family picture for our Christmas card.

We are enjoying this week, and doing our best to embrace this stage of life. Our lives are like a revolving door right now. We love it, but it's kind of hard to plan...but that's okay. When you have a big family, that's just part of it.

But, I feel like I might need some sort of a flow-chart or large calendar...just to keep up with everyone! Ha!

"Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1

Saturday, November 21, 2015

That Time I Lost My Mind At Choir Practice

Holly and Aaron told us that we were going to be Grandparents, and then asked us to keep it on the down-low until they could tell their friends. And the rest of both families.

Which is how it should's their news to tell.

Holly and Aaron are private people, and I try to honor that. I have never talked about their business all over town. And so I kept their secret, and did not tell anyone. AT ALL. Not even my Dad. Not even my sisters.

But then Holly told me that I could share her news at choir practice this past Wednesday, and I was so excited! She was going to be there, too...she was just giving me the opportunity to tell about the baby, since I hadn't gotten to tell anyone. Still, I'm pretty reserved in big groups, and, honestly? There's about half of our choir that I don't know.

What happened next...well, it's a mystery. I think I started off okay, but then I must've blacked out, because when I woke up, I was running around the choir room with the ultrasound picture.


Around the choir room.

With the picture.


IN MY DEFENSE, I have never pressured them about having a baby. Ever. I have never given them "suggestions" for baby names. Annnnnd, I kept their secret for 5 whole days (it was brutal y'all).

So, I think I was entitled to go a little crazy.

Even so...I probably can't go back to choir anytime soon.

"I will be filled with joy because of you. I will sing praises to your name, O Most High." Psalm 9:2

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Grandma News

Okay, I promise this blog isn't going to turn into Meemaw's Little Brag Book.

But I want to remember these events.

This past Friday, Jim, Joshua and I were just sitting around in our living room, when Holly and Aaron walked in the door. We didn't know they were coming, but they live in town...and they are welcome anytime. And they know it.

They used the code to open the garage, and we heard the door go it wasn't like they scared us or anything.

We talked about this and that, like normal. Everything was normal.

And then Holly went out to the garage. We have a refrigerator out there, and keep our soft drinks, juice, and bottled waters out there...I just thought she was getting something to drink. But, she came in carrying a gift bag.

That wasn't really too unusual, I didn't think anything of it.

Then, she asked me to come sit on the couch between Jim and Joshua. Which, that was weird, but nothing really registered with me.

The bag contained a small box, and something that felt like a book. She said, "open the box first."

Well, I opened the box, and it held a red leaf made out of construction paper...similar in size/shape to the construction paper leaves I have on our Thanksgiving Tree. On the leaf, it said, "Baby Nicholson, June 2016."

And underneath the leave was an ultrasound picture...the very first picture of my very first grandchild.

And that's how Marty died.

Because one minute, I was Marty...wife, mom, mother-in-law, daughter, sister, friend; and the next SECOND, I was a Grandmother, and everything was different. 

I immediately thought of the Faith Hill song, "A Baby Changes Everything." It's not really my favorite song, even tho our choir is singing it in our Christmas program. Of course, I know that song refers to Jesus, as the Baby Who changed everything...but I wonder if, the next time we sing it, I'll think of the baby that Holly is carrying?

Joshua wasn't really comprehending all that was going on...because after I realized what was going on and I screamed...I showed the ultrasound to Jim, and he said, "ohhhhh noooo."

The kids are NEVER gonna let him live that down. 

I said, "JOSHUA! Holly and Aaron are gonna have a baby!" And he said, "Well, THAT was quick."

(they've been married 4 1/2 years)

So excited, and so very thankful for this new season of life. :)

"The LORD has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy." Psalm 126:3