Hello, poor neglected blog readers!
Neglected readers of my poor blog.
Poor readers of my neglected blog.
However you slice it...hey, y'all! Other than the fact that I'm just hardly ever online anymore, my life these days, while incredibley enjoyable and interesting to me, surely can't interest everyone else so much, so I've not written anything lately. Basically, we get up, Jacob goes to work, I eat breakfast (a nutritious breakfast consisting of an egg in some fashion, either oatmeal, toast, or muffin, and a huge glass of really good milk...I'm trying to eat relatively healthy for both of us...) and then I make the bed and clean and do laundry and all sorts of wifey things all morning, while I listen to the trading shows on the radio, most of the time. There are three different ones, running from 9-12, if you wanted to know. Then I get lunch ready, and Jacob comes home around 12 or so. We eat and hang out for 30 minutes (which goes by pretty quick!) and then he's off for work again. I clean up from lunch, then have all afternoon to myself again. For the past couple of weeks, I've been dead tired. Part of that is because we stay up late every night and don't sleep in too much during the week, and the other part...well, I have a reason for being tired, is all. :) So, for the past week, I've found that it helps a lot to take a nap in the afternoon. I never sleep too much, but just an hour or so helps. I still have a lot of time left, so I have time to play my fiddle or guitar, or knit, or sew, or organize something, or read, or pretty much anything I want to do...sometimes I go to the family store and hang out and use the internet. Then I get supper together and started, and Jacob is home by 5 or so. We have all evening together then, and we end up staying up late, and then it starts all over in the morning!
Jacob tells me I'm the best wife he's ever had...I guess that's a good thing, huh? Well, he's the best husband I've ever had, too.
Soooo, if you're just dying to know why I'm so tired and how I'm eating healthy for the both of us...aw, come on...can't you guess???!!! Lord willing, come next June or so, there'll be three Ellis' in our little house. And we're not having company. :) We are SOOOOO EXCITED and couldn't possibly be happier!
And yes, join the crowd and comment on how that sure was soon, wasn't it? Yes, it was. :) You're so smart!
Jacob is taking such good care of me. Just a couple days after we found out we were going to have a baby (!!!!!) I bent down to help him lift something heavy and he said "DON'T!" Oops. Before we found out, we came home from his parents' house around 10:30 one night, and I was laying on the couch and he was in the kitchen making the coffee. All the sudden, I was DYING to have french toast. Now, I like french toast and all, but it's not something I just die to have on a regular basis. I hollered in there, "You know what I just want really bad all the sudden?" He said "what?" "French toast!" No sooner did I say it, than he had the skillet out and was looking through the fridge for the eggs. I told him he really didn't have to make me french toast at 10:30 at night, but he couldn't be stopped. So we had french toast. It was so good!
Then a few days ago, it was mid-morning and I really really wanted some lime sherbert. I text him while he was working, just for the heck of it, and said "I really really want some lime sherbert!" I was just being goofy, because I knew I couldn't have lime sherbert...I just thought I'd tell him. So anyway, it was late that night, and we were watching a movie and snacking. I wanted some popcorn so I asked him if he did and he said not really...but I made some for me anyway. He didn't say anything and ate some with me. Then he kept texting someone. He doesn't text much at all these days...he used to text me, but there's not much need for that these days! Anyway, we're watching this movie, and his phone keeps beeping, and he kind of holds it where I can't see it and smiles and texts...and it got to where it was aggravating someone just a bit. Finally, a while later, he tells me I might want to grab a robe (already in my PJs...it was about 11pm!) because the boys (two of his brothers) were going to drop something off. He said he'd had them get something in town. So I said ok, and a little while later, we heard a truck, so he went out on the porch and talked to his brother for a minute and then brought this Walmart bag in.
He's something else, you know. Here it was, 12 hours later than when I told him I wanted lime sherbert, and he'd remembered and gotten his brothers to get me some while they were in town. I'd forgotten all about lime sherbert by then! Like I said, he takes good care of me.
Now I'm sort of falling asleep so I'm going to go. I'm writing this at my house so I can post it later. But I *yawn* really need *yawn* a nap first. *yawn*
Life is soooooo *yawn* good.