Go, Go, Go, Joseph!

Why I Haven't Blogged In Ages

Well, folks, we're coming up on our last week running of "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat", that's why. We've been rehearsing since January and it has been playing all of March.

(Matt B. -aka Benjamin.)

Honestly, it's been an amazing experience in sooo many different ways. I've made so many great friends (including my awesome new BFF Mary, not pictured here) and learned so much about myself. Derek has been beyond supportive and taken such great care of things around here while I've been off most nights rehearsing and getting a LOT of "me" time. I honestly have an incredible husband, people. Not only did he feed the kids and put them to bed virtually every night, he's cleaned the kitchen, kept the laundry done and then listened to me talk his ear off after rehearsals/performances!

(Zebulun and Zebulun's wife)

Anyway, like I said this is our last week performing, so if you're in the area you should come see our pretty awesome show. We've worked really hard on it and have a great cast. Go to oldbarn.org to get your tickets and check showtimes. And if it says it's sold out--- well, check out the time anyway. There's a good chance you'd still be able to get in on stand-by.

(my adorable friend Megan. I mean, Issachar's wife.)

Hawai'i FAQ

Yeah, yeah. I've been busy. Anyway, here's the promised FAQ.

Q. When do you move?

A. Derek's report date is June 7th. We will be moving that first week in June.

Q. How long will you be there?

A. Derek's residency is three years.

Q. Do you have housing set up?

A. Not yet. We're looking into getting temporary housing with the Army and looking for a home to (hopefully) buy (or possibly rent) when we're actually over there.

Q. How will you get all your stuff there?

A. The Army will take care of that for us! Yay! It will take about a month to get there, though, so we might as well stay in temporary *furnished* housing while we're there anyway.

Q. What about your cars?

A. Yeah.... we're needing to upgrade anyway, so if anyone out there's interested we're selling them before we go! I heard tell there are great car lots over there where military families buy and sell their cars very inexpensively.

Q. Can we come visit?

A. Absolutely! No, seriously, folks, we are planning on getting a home with a guest bedroom specifically for this purpose. We would love for anyone who wants to come out and see us. I mean, we're pretty cool people. I wouldn't blame you for wanting to fly out and see us. Hawai'i's pretty cool, too, I guess.

Q. Where will you live?

A. We're looking mostly in Kaneohe and Ewa Beach.

Well, those are all I can think of. If I didn't cover a question of yours, shoot it my way and I'll throw it up here.

The Milktoast Memorial Magic Tournament

Residency Match Results

I feel that it is necessary to relay this momentous news in a completely straight-forward and business-like manner, in order to give it due consideration and respect and

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We're moving to Hawai'i!!!!!!!!

Yes, my friends... THIS is our soon-to-be day-to-day (well, mine at least. Derek'll probably have to work some days...)

here at Tripler Army Hospital...

(photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

FAQ to follow...

Happy Thanksgiving!

I found this post with the top four pictures while looking through unposted drafts. My vague recollection and recognition of Adam and Cindy's counter and Adam's shirt/watch/hand (man, I am GOOD) reminds me of Thanksgiving at their house, which was impossibly good, as we can all tell from these delicious food pictures!

So I located the following pictures (actual post date being Nov 2011 btw) which fill in the story a little more.

My amazing pumpkin pie... that hadn't quite set up completely... and got dumped in the car. Yes, I still scraped what could be salvaged back into the pan. We may or may not have eaten it right up.

The infamous Thanksgiving kids table

Cindy's lovely, very classy table settings at the adult table...

Proof that I was right about both location and shirt/watch/hand-ownership.

Along with delicious food, we spent the crisply cool day playing and did a fun family photo shoot, snapping pics of the kids, our fam and Adam and Cindy in turn.

Aren't these guys so cute?

We're not too bad-looking ourselves, if I may say so...

I will definitely say that it is hard NOT to smile when taking family pics with Derek. The whole thing just feels so silly you can't help laughing at yourself. Which is fantastic, because it makes for some great pics.

Love it. Especially my oldest, playing the part of the oldest- trying to keep baby Roman focused on the camera. Xandri's not too interested in it either, heh.

Betcha didn't know Roman's part chicken. That's right, the boy has a gizzard, helps him digest things. Keeps pebbles in there.

Everyone else just throws rocks. Because everyone knows what to do when they come upon a bunch of rocks next to a body of water.

Of course, Xandri doesn't waste time on throwing silly rocks. She clearly has deeper things to contemplate.

And the product of our photo shoot.... 

Merry Christmas!

Happy 1st Birthday Mister Roman!

Happy Birthday little man!

I adore this little boy. He's like a little toy for me. I love throwing him around and tickling him and teasing him and playing with him-- all the while hearing his sweet, happy little squealing giggle. I've so enjoyed having this guy. He's cuddly and busy and happy and serious and mischievous and silly and mine.

I can't stop looking at these pictures and wanting to cuddle him. Now, I'll warn you, I'm turning into The Mom Who Posts a Billion Pictures of Her Kid. But c'mon. It's his birthday post. Besides, the pictures tell the story.

This one starts out before the picture-- with a burning candle that was too irresistible...

He wasn't quite sure what to do with things. The girls were more than happy to help.

A boy with a ball and a puppy is a very happy boy indeed. These things keep him very well occupied.

What better birthday fun than locking your sister in the dryer?

I love you, my busy baby boy!