If you are one of the two people to actually read my blog, you already know-the blog to visit for us now is either: www.caringbridge.org/visit/charliekennedy or www.allinthefight.blogspot.com
hope to see you there!
Courtney
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Sunday, July 1, 2007
been awhile
I go to my blog usually about once a week, stare at it, and can't figure out what to write. Then I wonder if anyone is actually going to read it, besides Brian. Well, and Julia. I get bloggers block when I get to my blog site. Especially now that I have a new blog to read that is so exciting to find new updates on. My cousin, Alex, soon to be a business school student at Stanford, has been touring Africa, here is his blog: http://alexafrica.blogspot.com/ . Everything sounds so adventurous! The pictures are amazing! What wonderful things to write about. I can't think of a anything to write about, bark slivers from weeding yesterday with out gloves? Oh, I know my lovely new white mailbox? Or I know! My beautiful new white sink! I'm not being sarcastic, I love those things. Poor Brian was virtually my handyman slave the last couple of days. Sad thing is, it's not over!
I do have something to write about, I have found. Girls camp. If my family does actually read my blog, outside of Julia and Brian, girls camp is a week long camping trip for the teen age girls in our church. They do a bunch of different things each day, similer to scouts, they have different goals that they try to acheive. They don't get merit badges, they have a book of goals and 7 different values that they fall under. Faith, devine nature, individual worth, knowledge, choice and accountability, good works and integrity. My good friend, Kristen, asked if I would help her life gaurd and do the archery part of girls camp. Sure! Sounds like fun! They a few days ago I get a call. It's the stake young womens president asking if I would do the faith walk. Yikes!!! What is that? I don't know if I can do something like that! I'm just not this person (which I have said several times over the last couple weeks). Basically what I'm doing is cordinating. They are having 7 different stations, one for each value, and I need to set up people to talk at those stations, assign people to help move things along. We are dividing the girls into 7 groups and having them go to different stations simultaneously, so the people would give the same talk 7 times. It'll be in the woods, and the stations are going to be in huge circle, so the girls will have to walk some ways to each station. Well, 4 out of 7 people have called me back. Hopefully the other 3 will get back to me....I'm so nervous about these things, I'm so worried that it won't be well organized and everyone will be able to tell and talk about in years to come, "well at least THIS faith walk wasn't as bad as that one we had in 2007, talk about a stinker!" I know that everyone who is assigned to a station will do an amazing job, I'm not worried about that. I'm worried that it'll be a big jumbled mess, with no one knowing where to go or what to do, who are they going to ask? Who am I going to ask? Hmmmm.......
I do have something to write about, I have found. Girls camp. If my family does actually read my blog, outside of Julia and Brian, girls camp is a week long camping trip for the teen age girls in our church. They do a bunch of different things each day, similer to scouts, they have different goals that they try to acheive. They don't get merit badges, they have a book of goals and 7 different values that they fall under. Faith, devine nature, individual worth, knowledge, choice and accountability, good works and integrity. My good friend, Kristen, asked if I would help her life gaurd and do the archery part of girls camp. Sure! Sounds like fun! They a few days ago I get a call. It's the stake young womens president asking if I would do the faith walk. Yikes!!! What is that? I don't know if I can do something like that! I'm just not this person (which I have said several times over the last couple weeks). Basically what I'm doing is cordinating. They are having 7 different stations, one for each value, and I need to set up people to talk at those stations, assign people to help move things along. We are dividing the girls into 7 groups and having them go to different stations simultaneously, so the people would give the same talk 7 times. It'll be in the woods, and the stations are going to be in huge circle, so the girls will have to walk some ways to each station. Well, 4 out of 7 people have called me back. Hopefully the other 3 will get back to me....I'm so nervous about these things, I'm so worried that it won't be well organized and everyone will be able to tell and talk about in years to come, "well at least THIS faith walk wasn't as bad as that one we had in 2007, talk about a stinker!" I know that everyone who is assigned to a station will do an amazing job, I'm not worried about that. I'm worried that it'll be a big jumbled mess, with no one knowing where to go or what to do, who are they going to ask? Who am I going to ask? Hmmmm.......
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
why
I did a really stupid thing yesterday. I know you won't be surprised, at least those who know me well. I was leaving to take Charlie to school yesterday and a man came up to our house asking if this little Chihuahua he was holding was ours. I said no, he said he had found her walking down the street and was afraid she'd be hit by a car. I said I didn't know who she belonged to, then before I could stop it coming out of my mount I said, if you can't find the owners bring her back and I'll take care of her until we find them. Why did I say that? I think it must be some sort of disease from animals that makes me say, "YES BRING THEM TO MY HOUSE" with out me even being aware of it. Guess what? I now have a little chihuahua running around my house. Poor Sushi has been trying to get this little dog to understand that this is HER house, and she will not take any yipping crap from this puny little thing. So, we've put up a couple flyers, and I've put a call in to the humane society. I have to say though, this little dog is the sweetest thing. She has not barked at anything, except Sushi, not what I would expect from a dog this size. I've always known them to be constant yippers, hardly a peep out of this thing. She is full on house trained, not a single accident yet...knock on wood. She is the cutest little thing. I don't know why her parents aren't combing the area for her. Oh, she didn't have a collar, so no help there. We weren't really wanting a dog right now, even a teeny one. Hopefully we get a call soon, or we can find a home for her. I still can't believe I did that.
I can't believe summer is almost here. School gets out next week, and swimming lessons start another 10 days from there! Where is our summer weather? I guess I could believe it more if were nice and warm outside. I guess I started to get spoiled with that fantastic weather we were having for a week or so!
I can't believe summer is almost here. School gets out next week, and swimming lessons start another 10 days from there! Where is our summer weather? I guess I could believe it more if were nice and warm outside. I guess I started to get spoiled with that fantastic weather we were having for a week or so!
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Getting there
Well, we are getting there. Boxes are disappearing, nortles are finding new places to hide until the next time we move. I think that one of the worst things about moving is unpacking. Inevitably there are boxes that get left for months, or from what I understand from friends, sometimes years! That drives me crazy. Piles of papers, of stuff that most likely should be thrown away. That drives me crazy. Not finding my scissors-guess what? That drives me crazy!!! I know it will come together soon, I just know it.
Brian had an interesting experience with the fathers and sons outing this year. For those who don't know, once a year our church has a fathers and sons outing where they usually go camping all together. This year was Brian's first over-nighter with Charlie at fathers and sons. First of all, he didn't know that you had to hike into the campsite. Brian and I are car campers, TOTALLY. They had trucks that would pick up your stuff and take it to the campsite. So, he had to wait a half hour with a 4 year old for a truck to come. Then came the mile hike in, which was great. Charlie was totally excited wearing his little backpack that Mommy had packed for him. Charlie had a blast playing with his friends Nigel, Colton and Elias. He was in heaven! Brian put up their tent and had that all set. They went to bed at about 10:30 or so, after Brian realized that his flake of a wife didn't pack him a long sleeve shirt to sleep in. It was super cold, he even had Charlie in sleeper jams and a sweat shirt over that. Poor Bri slept in his flannel coat in a flannel lined sleeping bag. He wasn't happy. Brian never really slept that night, probably dozed here and there. Charlie woke up at 3 to go potty and was cold. Bri got him all settle in again. Well they were serving breakfast between 7 and 7:30. Do you think Charlie wanted to get up? NO WAY! He was cold and tired and just wanted to stay in his sleeping bag. Needless to say, they missed breakfast. Luckily I had packed them lots of fruit and some cereal to eat (Charlie doesn't usually like to eat different foods). They had a service project that was labeled for all ages. It was to clean up these little wooden platforms by sweeping and stuff (I'm not totally sure what Brian was talking about). He couldn't in any way get Charlie to help-not when he was playing pirates with his friends! No way! So, they left at about 11, (after a truck picked up their stuff) and hiked back down to the car. Did Charlie want to walk? Nope! Brian carried him on his back and shoulders the whole way. Brian was grumpy and tired when he came home-well, so was Charlie.
It was nice having some me time, I got a lot of things done with out the boys here. Although, it was way too quiet.
Brian had an interesting experience with the fathers and sons outing this year. For those who don't know, once a year our church has a fathers and sons outing where they usually go camping all together. This year was Brian's first over-nighter with Charlie at fathers and sons. First of all, he didn't know that you had to hike into the campsite. Brian and I are car campers, TOTALLY. They had trucks that would pick up your stuff and take it to the campsite. So, he had to wait a half hour with a 4 year old for a truck to come. Then came the mile hike in, which was great. Charlie was totally excited wearing his little backpack that Mommy had packed for him. Charlie had a blast playing with his friends Nigel, Colton and Elias. He was in heaven! Brian put up their tent and had that all set. They went to bed at about 10:30 or so, after Brian realized that his flake of a wife didn't pack him a long sleeve shirt to sleep in. It was super cold, he even had Charlie in sleeper jams and a sweat shirt over that. Poor Bri slept in his flannel coat in a flannel lined sleeping bag. He wasn't happy. Brian never really slept that night, probably dozed here and there. Charlie woke up at 3 to go potty and was cold. Bri got him all settle in again. Well they were serving breakfast between 7 and 7:30. Do you think Charlie wanted to get up? NO WAY! He was cold and tired and just wanted to stay in his sleeping bag. Needless to say, they missed breakfast. Luckily I had packed them lots of fruit and some cereal to eat (Charlie doesn't usually like to eat different foods). They had a service project that was labeled for all ages. It was to clean up these little wooden platforms by sweeping and stuff (I'm not totally sure what Brian was talking about). He couldn't in any way get Charlie to help-not when he was playing pirates with his friends! No way! So, they left at about 11, (after a truck picked up their stuff) and hiked back down to the car. Did Charlie want to walk? Nope! Brian carried him on his back and shoulders the whole way. Brian was grumpy and tired when he came home-well, so was Charlie.
It was nice having some me time, I got a lot of things done with out the boys here. Although, it was way too quiet.
Monday, April 16, 2007
buried
I feel buried! Only a couple more days to go until moving day, and needless to say both houses are messy. How is that possible??? We are painting the inside of our house tonight, with some help from friends. I hope to get most of it done, because I can't figure out another time when we could! Plus, I need to finish up packing. I feel like I packed most of my stuff, and realize how much more stuff there is. It's amazing how much "stuff" can be in your house with out you knowing. Seriously! I have thrown away a bunch of things, plus have a garage sale pile (don't ask how or when that will happen, I have no idea) and there still seems to be way too many things for just the three of us. Weird. The word that I like to use for all these items that you can never seem to get rid of, some of you have heard me say it: nortles. Don't you think that is the perfect word for those types of things? Nortles. Just saying it is fun.
It's funny how you can get all these grandiose plans of all the home things you can do. I have plans for not only painting, but vanities and great landscaping. And then you see how much things all are! I can see why home improvement comes in stages. It's crazy how much paint costs for most of your house. I've been trying not to think about how much I've spent on paint alone. eeeeeeeeh.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still WAY excited to have our house (FINALLY) just felt like complaining a bit to the void. :-)
It's funny how you can get all these grandiose plans of all the home things you can do. I have plans for not only painting, but vanities and great landscaping. And then you see how much things all are! I can see why home improvement comes in stages. It's crazy how much paint costs for most of your house. I've been trying not to think about how much I've spent on paint alone. eeeeeeeeh.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still WAY excited to have our house (FINALLY) just felt like complaining a bit to the void. :-)
Monday, April 9, 2007
Finally a home
Well, I feel that we have finally entered adulthood now that we have bought a house. It really is a cute house, and I could not be more excited. I'm also terrified. There are so many "what if's" aren't there? I have everything budgeted, really, down to the last dollar. What if our car breaks down? What if one of us has a major accident? What if an earthquake happens? I'm sure everyone thinks these things on their first home. I guess, I'm tired of anticipating and ready to move in! It's giving me too much time to ponder on the what if's just waiting! Ahhh, on to packing.
Easter was good this year, even though Brian had to stay home and give a talk in church. It's always good to see my family. I keep thinking this is going to be one of the last holiday's at my grandparents house, the place where every holiday has been celebrated for my entire life. It's always felt like home to me, I never remember feeling uncomfortable there. Well, maybe the first few nights I was completely by myself in that big house when I house sat for them. It's funny, I was telling my Dad about how I used to be scared to go into the workshop part of the basement when I was a kid. It was always dark, and filled with storage, so there were shadows and places that I was terrified of venturing-unless every light was on and Mere or Granddad were already in there. I mean, you never know who could be lurking around that corner just waiting to get you! Yesterday Dad and I were down there closing up and going from the outside thru the workshop and into the regular basement door. I still found myself hurrying... no lights were on! I guess it shows I am still a kid after all.
My grandparents have been in that house for something like 57 years. I hope that we can find a house someday like that. I can't see us in this house for 57 years, but who knows. Maybe Mere and Granddad felt the same way. They probably had a lot of the same "what if's" and that's comforting.
Luckily the house that we bought doesn't have a basement, just a crawl space. Which I will never go into. You know those things lurking around the corner in basement, what the heck could be hiding in a crawl space?! Giant spiders! Rodents of some sort! I'll just leave the checking of vapor barriers and such to Brian......
Easter was good this year, even though Brian had to stay home and give a talk in church. It's always good to see my family. I keep thinking this is going to be one of the last holiday's at my grandparents house, the place where every holiday has been celebrated for my entire life. It's always felt like home to me, I never remember feeling uncomfortable there. Well, maybe the first few nights I was completely by myself in that big house when I house sat for them. It's funny, I was telling my Dad about how I used to be scared to go into the workshop part of the basement when I was a kid. It was always dark, and filled with storage, so there were shadows and places that I was terrified of venturing-unless every light was on and Mere or Granddad were already in there. I mean, you never know who could be lurking around that corner just waiting to get you! Yesterday Dad and I were down there closing up and going from the outside thru the workshop and into the regular basement door. I still found myself hurrying... no lights were on! I guess it shows I am still a kid after all.
My grandparents have been in that house for something like 57 years. I hope that we can find a house someday like that. I can't see us in this house for 57 years, but who knows. Maybe Mere and Granddad felt the same way. They probably had a lot of the same "what if's" and that's comforting.
Luckily the house that we bought doesn't have a basement, just a crawl space. Which I will never go into. You know those things lurking around the corner in basement, what the heck could be hiding in a crawl space?! Giant spiders! Rodents of some sort! I'll just leave the checking of vapor barriers and such to Brian......
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