Sunday, December 23, 2012


Tyler and I are in Owasso. We brought Charlotte. It has been nice and relaxing so far. Got to spend time with my parents, siblings, Dustin and Tara, etc. Before we left I had to turn in my yoga final. It took me about 37 seconds to hit the "send" button. Later, I laid in bed and thought, "hey, that one part I started editing... did I finish it?" Literally, I may have started a thought and just left it, then submitted it that way. But you know what, they probably didn't read it. And that's okay. It's over with. I feel better. I feel so much better that I didn't even go back to make sure I finished it.

I get to see sweet baby Owen in a few minutes. Can't wait to hug Rachel. Going to her house makes me feel 16 again. I miss her, but I'm okay with not being 16 anymore.

Last night Tyler and I went to The Alley (it used to be St. Michael's Alley) with my parents. I was a waitress there when I was 19. They redid the inside and changed up the menu a bit. It's a good place. We had a good time, drank some wine, and then Tyler and I went to the Sherin's to play with Oliver and hang out with his parents. Weird that everybody has a baby now, or is going to have a baby. It terrifies me. Sometimes I think, "everyone has done it, I can do it." Other times I think it will just kill me. Physically, mentally, emotionally.

It's kind of weird going to Redeemer, just because I don't know everyone like I used to. I feel like I'm at my friend's church, but my friend didn't go that day. And that's okay. Things are just different.

I think I'm teaching my mom and sister yoga tomorrow morning. Then Tuesday morning Alyson is going to kick my behind when she trains me. We're getting a new puppy in a week. The 2nd is our four year wedding anniversary - weird. We went to eat at El Tequila and we saw nine different people we knew. How crazy this place is.

Ange and Manda turn 31 today. So weird. Alyson just turned 32 in September. I'll be 25 soon. Weird, weird, weird. That's all. I love my family. It's good to be home.

Jesus came and brought us rest. God pursued us in the form of a little baby, a man, to give us a peace we won't find by having our shit together. Bring your mess, bring your history, bring your loneliness, bring your attempts at being whole on your own to Jesus, and take rest. Accept this peace that you cannot even understand. Thank you, God, for pursuing us even though we run after so many other things.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

we moved

Hi guys. We're in our new house and we have internet! It took two weeks, so we had a nice little break from blogging. Well, I did. Things that have happened since we moved:
I have been teaching yoga for a month
Haven't really caught up on sleep since Thanksgiving/the move
We have a fireplace and it's so lovely
The house makes noises.

When I can't sleep because of the creaking boards or popping heater, I wake Tyler up. He told me I could. I say, "Did you hear that?" and he says "no." Then he says, "If Charlotte didn't hear it, it's a normal sound." He falls back to sleep. There is a noise in the room above us, Charlotte pops her head up. By then I'm frozen with fear, my heart is beating in my toes. We are the 4th owners of this house. The one before us was crazy, but she's still around. The builder's name was Hercules, and he built the inside of the house by hand, which I appreciate because the closets are huge. I like to think he was a small man, because that's cute. Hercules the small man. Not sure about the owners between the two, but I picture everyone happy and nice. No haunting ghosts here, just old floorboards. I think I believe in ghosts, but we don't have any.

Lacy and Dustin stayed with us for a few nights while they prepped their old house to sell/rent. It was an exhausting weekend. We love them and miss them.

I didn't sleep well after Tyler left for the gym this morning, and Char kept popping her head up with noises. So I took her to pee and the police were at the house next door. The people seem nice. There was a police car and what looked like a moving van that said "St. Charles City Police." Interesting.

Char jumps the fence, so we have to stand out there with her while she goes to the bathroom. I love 5:30 am bathroom trips in the 27 degrees. She even jumped the fence when we left her out back with Mona and Nana (the cutest English Bulldogs in the world). We're getting Woodrow (Char's new little brother) the week after Christmas in hopes that it calms her down a little more. We will not be leaving the two of them in the back yard though.

I taught two classes in a row last night - basics and college night. Learning is tough. So far every class had been better than the next. Last night was not so, but I have since moved on and decided that it's okay to make mistakes.

Wow it's been so long and I have nothing to say. I miss my family and I can't wait for Christmas to be with them. Work is tough. Sometimes I want a nap.