It's dusty in here!

I have no idea why I don't update much... Ha, wait.. yeah I do.  It's called Facebook and Pinterest.  Facebook gets my family updates, pictures, random sayings of my kids, etc.  Pinterest gets my free time.  I love looking at all the yummy recipes, cute craft ideas, random ideas that make me think, "Why didn't I think of that?" and all the cute outfit ideas.  Those are my excuses and I am sticking to them!

Let's see.. what has been going on since the last time I wrote.  We finished up another year of Upward.  Our week nights are somewhat freed up and our Saturdays are free (for now).  It was a great year.  I have already been thinking of new cheers and routines for next season.  The anniversary of my momma's death came around for the 2nd time.  It was hard, but easier than the first year.  I still go through my bouts of crying, then getting sad, getting down and even getting mad.  Thankfully my joy lies with my Savior.  The same Savior that saved my momma many years ago.  My hope lies in Him and knowing that because of Him I will see my momma again.  Our winter has been very mild so that means we have spent a lot of time outside.  On March 16th Kent and I celebrated 10 years of wedded bliss.  It still blows my mind that we have already been married a decade.  It seriously doesn't seem like it!  In the last 2-3 weeks we have enjoyed weather in the 70s and 80s.  It's been wonderful!  Makes me long for the kids to hurry up and get out of school so that we can enjoy all day playing and being care free.  Speaking of care free.. the kids' spring break is in about 10 days or so.  They are going to Alabama for a few days and Kent and I are going to enjoy some alone time.  We have a few projects lined up, a date night or two planned and sleeping late. :)  Looking forward to it.. if you couldn't already tell.

So yeah, that's about it.  Now, to find time to post some pictures...

Proud doesn't even begin to describe it

Jon Kent was selected out of his entire first grade class to receive an award called the Celebration of Character award.  All the first grade teachers had to agree with one another on who the award went to.  Jon Kent's teacher nominated him and all the other teachers unanimously agreed that he should receive the award.  Here is the letter that Jon Kent's teacher wrote on his behalf:

Celebration of Character

Student’s Name: Jon Kent O

School: MCE

Nominators: First Grade Teachers

            The first grade teachers here at MCE are proud to nominate Jon Kent O. for the Celebration of Character Award.  Jon Kent is an extremely intelligent, responsible, and dedicated student.  He exemplifies kindness, compassion, and overall good character on a daily basis. 

            Jon Kent comes to school everyday ready and eager to learn.  Jon Kent is always kind to his classmates and has positive things to say to others.  He is a hard worker and always helps his fellow classmates.   Jon Kent is compassionate about everything he does, and always puts forth his best effort.  Jon Kent is loved and admired by all, all of his classmates and especially by his teachers.         

            Jon Kent is respectful, responsible, and caring.  He not only demonstrated intelligence and character in the classroom, but in everything he does.  He is definitely a quality student and deserving of this honor.  We are proud to choose Jon Kent for the honor of Celebration of Character.    

Now, tell me.. how am I supposed to describe how proud I am of him?  It's impossible.  He is certainly a special little boy and I can not wait to see the man that he grows into.

Heart Day

Another Valentine's day has come and gone.  I do love me some Valentine's Day.  I have had a lot of fond memories growing up and getting small surprises on Valentine's day.

I have a few that stick out in my mind the most.

One year when I was in Jr. High I was eating breakfast before school and my momma had placed a present on the table for me to find.  In it was a ring with a teddy bear on it holding a heart.  At the time I was really into collecting teddy bears.  It was really special and I still have that ring.  Also that day, while at school, I had a beautiful vase of flowers and balloons delivered to school.

Another Valentine's day that sticks out was the last Valentine's Day before Kent and I got married.  We had decided to not get each other anything.  To just enjoy a meal together and write a sweet love letter to each other.  So that's what I did for Kent and he did for me.  But when I was through reading my letter from Kent he pulls out this box from Griffin's (local jeweler in our town) and it had a beautiful pair of earrings in it.  It was so sweet and special and completely out of the blue.

The most recent Valentine's day that sticks out was in 2010.  My momma and daddy were up visiting.  They drove through heavy falling snow to come to our house for the weekend.  They watched the kids for us so we could have a date night. My daddy went to Food Lion to buy my momma a card (he left the original one at home) and picked me up a potted plant of tulips (my favorite flower).  This was also the weekend that I would spend with my momma before she passed away.

So, for all those reasons and more is why I love Valentine's day and try to make it special for my kids.  Yes, we should show love all year long.  Yes, we should always say I love you.  But it's nice to take a day and concentrate on loving others.  I celebrate Jesus' birth all year long, but during Christmas is a time to really focus on His arrival.  I celebrate Jesus' death on the cross for my sins all year long, but on Easter am reminded again for what He did for me.  So in the same sense Valentine's day is a time to focus on our love ones and a reminder to celebrate that love all year long.

Our Love Story

I don't think I've actually ever written down the story of how Kent and I met and eventually fell in love.  So, with a week until Valentine's Day I think I will take on the challenge and type it all out.

It all started with a hamster named Nosy.  Mine and my brother's hamster actually.  One evening Kent's aunt came over to visit my momma (they were best friends growing up) and she brought with her her nephew, Kent.  He was 6, I was 4.  I wasn't too sure of him.  He was wanting to play with Nosy and I wasn't up for sharing, but before the night was over I warmed up to him and even let him brush Nosy's fur.

Fast forward 3 years.  My family and I started attending a different church. Kent's family were already members of this church.  The first time I remember Kent during this time was when I went to a baby shower with my momma.  I wasn't your typical girly, girl who liked looking at baby clothes and baby things and oohing and ahhing over babies.  I had much rather run and play and kick a ball around.  Kent was also at this shower but he had escaped in our church's gym.  I quickly came to my senses and joined him.  I remember running and playing and just having the best time.  We had found some sort of rolling thing and were pushing each other on it.  Sadly, Kent's grandmother (who I would later lovely know as Granny) came to pick him up.  I can remember watching him leave and feeling sad.  Like my friend was leaving way too soon.

Probably a year or so went by when I started noticing Kent more as a potential boyfriend than just friend.  Yes, I was only 9 or 10 by this point.  But you know how girls get those type of crushes on boys.  Thankfully, he was starting to feel the same way.  A friend of mine ending up calling him and asking him if he liked me (so embarrassing now, but it's the way it happened) and he said yes.  So we were "boyfriend and girlfriend". During that summer Kent cut grass and would later spend some of that money to buy me two necklaces.  One was a cross that had a verse on it and another was a sand dollar necklace that he got while at the beach.  The sand dollar necklace got broken (my brother sat on it) and the cross necklace I kept for many years.  Kent even asked me out to the movies, but my parents vetoed that idea very quickly.  Instead, we went to a football game together.  Kent ate a  pickle (why I remember that I haven't a clue).  At this point I was keeping a diary of things going on in my life.  I wrote in my diary that someday I would marry Kent.  Sadly, a month or so later Kent and I broke up.  He gave some lame excuse to his friend who relayed the message to me.  I was pretty heartbroken.

Over the next 5 years we didn't talk much, although I tried to flirt with him but he seemed too "mature" for me.  He had other girlfriends, I had other boyfriends. But for me, I always held on hope that one day we would get back together.

Once, while I had another boyfriend, my daddy stopped me in the hall way and looked me dead in the eye and told me that one day Kent and I would get married.  I blew him off because at that point Kent and I had several "false starts".  "I like you, you like me..." but nothing came together.  I was tired of being strung along.  Plus, I was 14 at this time.

Eventually, my boyfriend and I broke up and again Kent had caught my eye.  But this time I wasn't going to go after him.  If he wanted to be my boyfriend he would have to let me know.

One day while IM'ing with a friend of mine he told me that Kent was over at another friend's house and that they were planning on talking to me, but would try to lead me to believe that Kent wasn't there.  Sure enough another IM pops up and this guy friend starts asking questions like:
GF(guy friend): Do you like Kent?
Me: I don't know.
GF: Well, if you thought he liked you would you like him?
Me: I don't know.  Maybe.  But we have already been down that road and he never follows through.
GF: Maybe he will this time.  But only if he knows if you like him.
Me: Well, he will have to let me know that on his own.

The whole time they are thinking they had out smarted me.  It was quite comical on my end.

A few weeks go by and Kent starts hinting that he does like me.  So we had a "serious" conversation outside McDonald's one night. He said he really did like me, but wanted to make sure he was ready for a relationship. (In my mind I was thinking here we go again.. another false start).  I told him I understood and he could let me know.  Another few weeks go by and a group of us went out to eat.  When the bill came to the table Kent paid for both of our meals.  The next night Kent asked me to be his girlfriend.  Literally, he asked "Will you be my friend."  Very sweet and cute.  I still smile when I think about it to this day.

A few weeks later I knew I loved him.  I was 15 and yet it was very real to me.

A month later we had our first kiss.

A day before my junior year of high school Kent and I were "separated by our parents".  I am sure you can figure out why on your own. (It's not a proud time in my life.  A time that I do regret now, but it's still part of our story.)  It was a sad day for me.  I went to school the next day with red, puffy eyes.  Over the next almost year we tried to "talk, sneak notes, get friends to give each other messages" what have you, but it was really hard.  Everyone around us was telling us to move on.  If it's meant to be then it will be.  But my heart was breaking every time I saw him and couldn't talk to him.  Kent got into a wreck that was pretty bad.  Thankfully he only sprained his arm, but I couldn't even talk to him about that.  Again, it was just really hard.

May 13, 2000, (my 17th birthday) my parents surprised me at Ruby Tuesdays with allowing Kent and I to see each other again.  I was thrilled, excited, nervous and happy.  I had the best senior year.  I got to go to prom with Kent, enjoy senior activities with Kent, have him at my graduation, all of it.  It was a really good year.

On June 9th, 2001, Kent asked me to marry him. You can go to that link and read all about it.  It was a pretty remarkable proposal.

Finally, after meeting almost 15 years earlier.. going through many ups and downs, changes, growing up, letting go, coming back together, etc.  We were finally married on March 16th, 2002.

But our love story doesn't end there and won't end until death do us part.

Until then, our love story will keep getting written...

I'm looking forward to every jot and tiddle.

Happy New Years (late) and Upward!

2012 is already flying by.  And as you can tell from my lack of updating, keeping current on my blogging was obviously not one of my resolutions.  So far our new year is starting off well.  The O'villers are keeping busy.  Jon Kent and Nathan are playing basketball with our church's Upward program.  They are loving it.  Jon Kent moved up to an older boy league.  He is doing well with it.  He is the youngest player in his league and has scored several times.  He is also really good at stealing the ball.  As for Nathan, this is his first year playing and he is having the best time.  He does get bored with it after half time.  Especially since he is the youngest player out there and all the older kids keep the ball from him.  But he is giving it his all and has attempted several shots.  He's a ball hog though.. gotta work on that.  Zoey is doing cheerleading for Upward.  This is her 2nd year doing that.  She really enjoys it and has really gotten better since last year.  Sometimes I have to ask her how a cheer goes... getting old is hard on the mind.  Zoey is also doing dance, still.  We have through May.  I'm  not sure we will do it again.  We'll see once this year is over.  She enjoys it, but there is so much more she wants to do and there is only so much time in a day.  Again, we'll see.  Jon Kent and Zoey both just started karate.  This place isn't your normal karate place.   They do several mixed martial arts.  The kids have just started and already have really taken to it.  It makes our lives busy with all of this stuff going on, but it's keeping the kids active and that has been great.  As for Kent and myself.. we are doing our normal stuff.  We both joined a gym.  I have really loved it.  They have child care so in the mornings after I drop the older two off at school Nate and I go to the gym and he gets to play with new kids and I get an hour or so to myself and work some stress (and fat) off.  It's a win-win.

And with that, you are up to date on the O'villers. :)

Christmas 2011

We had a overall good Christmas.  We took things slow, didn't over plan our days and just enjoyed not being pulled in all directions.  The kids had different "fun" things to do, via Jeffery our elf.  We decorated cookies, made cookies, went to Monkey Joe's, made rice krispie treats, colored, read books, played at the park, played with new toys, played with old toys, played the wii, the kinect.. just a lot of playing and hopefully memory making.  We did our "new tradition" of family presents.  It went over very well.  The kids enjoyed it and I found them talking to each other about their excitement over what the next present would be.  I know it's something we will do again.  Hopefully, memories were made and in the end that it wasn't about the toys or the different parties or activities that we did.  Hopefully it will be about the time spent as a family.  Having memories to look back on and hold on to for the rest of their lives.

Christmas in Dixie

We just did our "3rd Annual Whirlwind Christmas Trip to Alabama".  I am still tired from it all.  We had 3 different family gatherings.  The kids were spoiled rotten and Kent and I were, too.  I greatly appreciated all the gifts I was given and loved seeing the smiling faces when people opened their gifts from us.  That really is the best part.  Seeing the look on someone's face when they open their gift.

While "home" I got to spend some solo time with my daddy and help him with a few things.  It was nice to be able to do that.  The older I get the more I cherish those times.  I know life can slip away so unexpectedly and it's what you make of it while you have it.  It's always hard going home though.  I know my momma won't be there and we drive right past the cemetery on the way in to town.  The heartbreak is always there, even though this is the 2nd Christmas without her.  It doesn't get easier.. you just adjust.  I guess I said all that to say that no matter the material gifts you may get.. it's the gift of time that should be most treasured.