Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
My eyelid is twitching
Jake has been in San Francisco (actually Pacifica) for the last month, working at a facility up there. Its a great building, one of the best in the company actually. He was filling in because the previous administrator quit to run his own building in Utah. Jake had been told he probably wouldn't be assigned there permanently, so I didn't really give moving there any thought. But Jake has been pushing for it, and he was told yesterday to find a place to live, and to plan on moving his family up there. But he was not told that this is a permanent placement. Most likely, it will be, but just not yet. So I guess we are moving? We are all flying up next week together. The boys and I will check out houses for rent, and play on the beautiful beaches while Jake works. I hope we can find a place to live in less than a week. I don't know what the week will be like, all of us in one hotel room. With one person who likes to wake up every 3 hours. Not to eat, just to be reassured that mom will come running. But thats another story. I'm trying to pretend that this is like a vacation, and not get freaked out about trying to find a home in a place I have never been. In a very small town, with very few properties available. All of which are NAUSEATINGLY EXPENSIVE. It will be fun.
My thoughts on the whole thing: to be honest, I am not really excited about moving to northern California. I like the sunny south. I know its dry, dirty, crowded, and kind of ugly (let's be honest) down here, but I like it. I like the year round sunshine, the warm beaches, Disneyland, and having so much family and friends close by. I feel comfortable here. I like our house and our routine here. It feels like home. And now we have to move (pronto) to the cold, foggy north? Where I don't know a soul? I've never spent any time in the city where we are moving, which I know contributes a great deal to my trepidation. Also, we JUST BARELY UNPACKED from our last move!
I know I will make friends there, and find fun things to do with the kids. I am determined to make the best of whatever situation I find myself in. When Jake and I agreed to this job and career path, I told him I was willing to go wherever he was assigned. And I know I will be happy there. Eventually. But just not right now. I need some time.
I think after this trip up I will start to feel more excited. Its hard for me to get excited when I don't have anything to visualize. Jake says it is absolutely beautiful up there, right on the coast. There are lots of coastal trails, state parks and beaches, and a lot of outdoor activities, which I know I'll love. The houses we have looked up online are all small, old, and ugly. And ridiculously priced. Sweet!
I am looking forward to being settled. Having our family split up like this for so long has been really hard on all of us. I don't recommend it to anyone. It has been one of the hardest things I have ever had to go through. Jake loves the building and the staff where he is working. We are all looking forward to a little bit of stability in our lives.
So that's how I feel about things right now. Hopefully after our trip I will come back super excited to move and get settled up there. I'm trying to have a positive attitude. It will be great, right?
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Week at the G's
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Irvine Regional Park
Kid Updates
Friday, August 14, 2009
My Favorite Things
Jake has been in San Francisco for the last two weeks, and probably will be there for a few more. When he's gone, I get kind of sad. Kind of lonely. We have spent 6 of the last 12 months living apart. That takes a toll on me. So I am taking a cue from Maria Von Trapp (and Oprah). Here are a few of my favorite things:
1. The hour in the afternoon when both boys are asleep. It restores me. Silence. Ahh, sweet silence.
2. Diet Coke. Peanut Butter M&Ms. US Weekly. Curling up with these three things makes me happy as a clam.
3. Dreaming about, planning, going on, reminiscing about VACATION. Next up, Hawaii. Our fifth wedding anniversary is next year, so that's the excuse. I love dreaming about Hawaii while I'm nursing at three in the morning. And when I really want to dream big, I think about our 10th anniversary trip to Europe. Can't wait.
4. Shopping. Cliched, but true. I love it. I love that my husband is patient with me and my love for it. Mostly because he loves shopping too. For different things, but still. Doesn't matter if its shopping at Nordstrom, Costco, Target, Vons, or online for who knows what. I love it.
5. Cooking. I find chopping, sauteing, mixing, and dicing extremely therapeutic. I completely zone out, and at the end I get to eat. What could be better than that?
6. Listening to Wyatt sing. He is perhaps the worst singer on the planet. And it cracks me up. None of the notes or words are anywhere close to right, but he sings with gusto. At the top of his lungs. Grinning. Someday, if I can figure out how to get video onto my computer, I will post a clip of him singing. Even when he wakes up early I can't get mad at him when I hear him belting out Twinkle Twinkle Little Star from his crib.
7. Getting my hair done. I rarely like the results, but I sure enjoy the process.
8. Pedicures. Especially $15 pedicures, southern california special. That is quite possibly my favorite thing about living here. In addition to living by family, and the beach, and the nice weather. But especially the cheap pedicures.
9. Eating popsicles. Wyatt likes to eat them in his hippo pool.
10. Backpacking. Haven't been able to do this for a few years, probably won't be able to for a few more years to come. I have to wait until I'm not pregnant or breastfeeding. I guess I am secretly a little bit of a hermit, but I love the quiet and the isolation. And the physical exhaustion. Very satisfying.
Ahh, I feel better already.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
A New Cousin and a New Sister (in-law)
I love Kung Fuuuuuuuuuuu!
Also, the Beamans welcomed a new sister to the family! Jake's brother Tyson got married on July 28th in the Salt Lake Temple. I wasn't able to attend, but it sounds like it was a wonderful event, and I wish I could have been there! Congratulations Tyson and Taylor!
What a beautiful couple!
And one more parting gift...
The diaper wars rage on.