Blob

I have cordially decided that I do not like the word blog. I'm not sure why. There's just something about it. All bloggish and bloggy. Maybe it's because with such a definite g sound. (g-g-g-g-g I'm trying to remember the phonic strategy for teaching a child the g sound. Nevermind, it will come back to me. Probably in the middle of the night. Or while I'm taking a shower.) 


Anyway, for whatever reason I don't like the word blog I have henceforth decided to use the word blob instead. (Just like I say sandwishes instead of sandwiches and bom instead of bum. Don't judge too harshly.) 


For example, Mr.K might say "what're you doing Bex?" (Yes he does sometimes call me Bex.) 
And I will reply, "Oh, I'm just writing my blob."


Or as another example, I might be speaking to my Momma, and ask, "Did you check out my blob yet today?" 


Blob. I like it. Thank you for reading my blob.

24

24 years ago, this is what was happening. 

Left to right: Curly Grandad,Uncle Andrew, Uncle Colin, Uncle Patrick.

Nannan, Curly Nannan, beautiful Momma & Aunty Debbie.

I realise that this picture doesn't even have my Dad in it, but this was the only one that I have on my laptop from their wedding day. My Momma was so beautiful. Is so beautiful. 

So today, on the 22nd November 2010, my parents celebrated their 24th wedding anniversary. I say celebrated, they didn't have a party or anything, just the family together for dinner and talks. It was nice. 

Next year is the milestone 25 years. (Actually, I think every year is a milestone. But maybe that's just because Mr.K & I haven't even celebrated one wedding anniversary yet.) I can guarantee that next year will be more of a lavish affair. I have plans in my mind already. 25 years deserves a proper celebration. 

In their 24 years of marriage, they've had three children and a son in law. Between them they've had several callings that have demanded a lot of evenings out of the house and several demanding children. (Note: I obviously refer to Richard & Sam here. I was never demanding or any trouble. Ahem.) They've had a few different houses and various employment. Holidays to America, Cornwall, the Caribbean, North Yorkshire and a few other places in between. Basically, they've had a very richly blessed, happy 24 years together. And I can say that, because I know it. They love each other very much. And they've taught me how a husband and wife should treat one another. (The husband giving foot rubs & back scratches on demand. I joke. But seriously.) 

I've already said it a few times today but, Mom, Pops, happy wedding anniversary. 

What he signed up for.

Yesterday I read something that made me laugh and think in equal measure. Then it made me laugh even more when I told Mr.K about it later and he told me what he'd signed up for.


I'd read on someones blog (obviously not recalling exact events, but her interpretation) about what happens before we come to earth and how we end up with the life that we have. Basically, there's a big meeting in a big white room, where we're all dressed in white and someone at the front is reading out different lives. When we hear one that we like, we excitedly claim it as our own. So with our own free agency we choose what we will encounter in life and are told by the man in white at the front congratulations and good luck.


Mr. K told me what it was that he signed up for.


1). You will be the fourth child in a family of five, with one younger sister and three older brothers.
2). You will play on every sports team available in school.
3). You will wear glasses from the age of five (including some Harry Potter glasses that you will get teased for).
4). You will be in a traumatic car crash on the way home from playing football.
5). You will have someone that will help you through this experience and she will become your wife. (She is very beautiful by the way.)
6). You will have a crazy family of in-laws that love Costco.
7). You will see your Father-in-laws bum more times than you would like.
8). You will work with the dead.
9). You will have a long and loving relationship with your wife whom will make you breakfast in bed from time to time.


I think that the last point is very hopeful. Although now I feel like I have to. Like I was predestined to make Mr.K breakfast in bed. (We'll see!)


I think that he got a good deal anyway.

Apparently Thursday, Friday & Saturday are one too.

No excuse of a funeral this time. Just pure laziness. I'll jump straight into it.
1). On Friday I was thankful for HARRY POTTER. I went to see it on Friday morning with some people from institute and I absolutely LOVED it. I could have quite happily sat and watched the whole thing again straight after. Maybe if I'd have done that I wouldn't have been quite as jumpy. Seriously, one time I jumped so badly that I almost screamed. It was good though. Really, really good. And I definitely approve of them splitting the book into two parts because it meant that they didn't have to skip over so much of the stuff in the book but they could really remain true to it. I'm showing my Harry Potter geek side a little, but I loved it. Because I went to see it while Mr.K was at work, I'm going to go see it again on Wednesday with him. (As a side note, Orange Wednesday is also something that I'm thankful for.)


2). I am thankful that my institute class on Thursday afternoon was awesome. We talked about living a consecrated life and it was really uplifting. Pres. Tunnicliffe is a really great teacher.


3). I'm thankful that we went to Costco today and bought some half a gallon of pancake syrup for 97p. Bargain. And even better than it just been a bargain, I know that I like it because at breakfast yesterday Sister Platt was serving it up with the pancakes that she'd made. I was so happy when I saw it on the shelf this afternoon. And even happier that it was only 97p. I'm not sure if we'll ever get through half a gallon of syrup though. But we'll try. Oh, how we'll try.


4). I'm thankful that Mr. K & I could sleep in this morning. I definitely get to sleep in more often that he does, because obviously he has to be at work at 8:30 every morning and I don't. So I normally feel a little guilty for staying in bed when he has to get up to work. But this morning was lovely because we both slept in until 10:00.


5). I'm thankful that when Mr. K went to see the hand specialist at the hospital yesterday that they told him that even if they can't make his thumb bend again, they can at least make the massive scar that runs along the front and the back of his left arm a bit more aesthetically pleasing. He has a huge scar after a car accident that he was about four and a half years ago. His tyre blew out while he was on the motorway, which sent his car off the road and him out of the back window of the car. I'm also thankful that he didn't get any more seriously injured. He was lucky really.


6). As a final one, I'm thankful that my camera now works again. Now I just need to remember to take it places and to actually take photos.

Tuesday & Wednesday roll into one...

Yesterday was the funeral of Mr.K's Aunty Lisza. It was down in Leamington Spa, which is a part of this glorious country that I haven't seen before. I've never met any of Mr.K's Aunties before, include Lisza, so I was just going along to support the family, not to finish my own grieving process. Strange to say, it was a lovely funeral and everyone was really positive about celebrating her life. But, with Leamington Spa being a good two and a half hours away we were out all day. Hence that Tuesday & Wednesday roll into one... On with my thanksgiving project.


1). I'm thankful that today we visiting teachers came to see me. The lovely Rebecca & Natalie. It was really nice to get to know them a little better. And Natalie brought her gorgeous two year old Joseph. He is so CUTE! Although I think as they were leaving I called him Joshua by mistake. Whoops.


2). Yesterday I was thankful for Jake Bland. He's Mr. K's (and mine) friend from home. They grew up together in Grimsby, that's why I say he's Mr.K's friend instead of mine. I love him equally though. Anyway,  Jake is at uni in Warwick, which was 20 minutes away from where the funeral was. So after it had finished, we went to his student house & he made us dinner. Fajitas & chips. Then he gave us a chocolate flake each, two pens and then another pen, some post it notes, and iphone cover, some jelly babies and a hug. It was like a mini Christmas. Random.


3). I'm thankful that yesterday we got to see Mr.K's family & my family. Mr.K's at the funeral & then we stopped in at my parents house on our way back to Leeds. We were only there for an hour, but it was a lovely hour nonetheless. Plus, I managed to smuggle out a bottle of Fanta fruit twist. My favourite I think.


4). I'm thankful that my French is still improving and is better than it was five years ago. I know this because my youngest brother Sam is doing GCSE French and yesterday I was helping him correct some of his work for an oral exam he has to do this week. I was thankful that I was able to help him and I was thankful that I knew enough French to be able to correct it and improve it.


5). I'm thankful that today I'm even closer to finishing my assignment. I've written over 1,100 words now, so I only have about 300 to go now. Wahoo.