Smidgens of This and That
I have to begin by giving credit where credit is due. First of all, I would like to say that my husband is a genius. Ok, so he is a computer programmer, so it is not THAT surprising that he could single handedly fix almost any computer problem, but I am still amazed. Our computer has been going into standby at random, sometimes constant, moments for about a month. He took it apart twice, as in laptop pieces everywhere, put it all back together and finally decided that it was our touchpad (mouse) that was causing it. So he got on ebay, found a whole new face (we needed the whole face to fix the problem) for only $30 and now we have a perfectly working computer. He is so useful... 
Secondly, I am so thankful to have a sister-in-law who can capture family moments and freeze them forever in time. This picture was taken on our anniversary. I think the look on Jonathan's face and the way that Amy caught our emotion was priceless. She is so incredible! Today I get to pick out what family pics I want from this past August...I am so excited to see them. I remember this particular day so well becuase it was our anniversary and because when we got home from our big date I found out that I was NOT pregnant that month. Little did I know then that only a few short weeks later this little one had a life just waiting for it.
Speaking of life waiting to happen, my sister in Florida is PREGNANT!!!!!!! She is due August 9 (a very good day...our anniversary...I am saying anniversary a lot in this post). So that makes us three months and one day apart...pretty awesome. So I already told Jonathan that I am definitely in need of an August trip to Florida this year. I am so very, very excited for her.
We have about a foot of snow. The world is gorgeous and despite it being a bit dangerous to drive, I have to say that I would much rather this beautiful snow than the brown of winter. I dread when it melts (which will happen this weekend), but I am greatly enjoying it for the time being.
I cut Landon's hair yesterday. It is shorter than ever, and I have to say that I am having a hard time with it. I want it to grow out a little...he just looks too old with this short of hair...plus when his hair is this short he is an exact replica of his daddy, and while that is cool...sometimes the resemblence is so striking that it freaks me out...as though Jon's head was superimposed on Landon. In fact, for the first time in my LIFE I called Landon, Jonathan yesterday. Crazy...
I took a cultural counseling class at Cedarville, but I don't remember it affecting me quite as much as this class I am taking now has. I see issues of indirect racism and discrimination so much more clearly now. I never thought that I was a "racist" person, and I still don't think I would go so far as to say that I am, but I have realized many steroetypical white priveledged thoughts that I have and ways of perceiving people. I am excited by how applicable my classes at the masters level have been. I really enjoy what I am learning...across the boards...I have enjoyed all of the classes and learned so much practical knowledge (aside from my research and stats class...that was just plain terrible in everyway possible).
Oh yeah...next Tuesday I have a haircut scheduled. I have not had my haircut since May! I have had short hair ever since my senior year in high school, so Jonathan has never known me with long hair. So I thought I would grow it out for him...but I hate it. I just feel like I look so much more stylish and youthful with short hair. So the question is...do I have her chop it all off, even though I have almost reached the length that I can put it up in a small pony tale, OR do I have her trim it and pray that the trim will give it some new shape that will help with the feeling of "boring mom" that I feel every time I look at my boring hair
Sorry that I rambled a bit in this post. Hopefully I didn't bore you all to death...or maybe you just got sick of reading about my mundane life halfway through and you aren't even having to continue the pain of reading this 
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