So...its been a big year. Here are some of our favorite pictures from 2005.
Happy New Year to all of you!!
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Our favorite pictures 2005...
So...its been a big year. Here are some of our favorite pictures from 2005.
Happy New Year to all of you!!
Friday, December 30, 2005
my boys...
Here is another photo. Thats Cooper on the stairs and Jamie up on the ladder...incase you weren't sure.
Anyway, there they are...and thats our new(well not so new now) house.
No point really.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Holidays...Traditions...Family...
So...for the first time in a very long time I've realized the importance of family, traditions, and the true meaning of the holidays. I think that what everyone thinks is important at Christmas time should ring through-out the whole year. What is the most important thing in life? Family. No matter what, your family will always be there.
Traditions are something that is truly a "thing" in my immediate family.
Since 1978 my Dad has read "The Night Before Christmas" story to my sister and I every Christmas eve. (Well...Since 1979 for my sister...1978 for me) When I was one...My Grandma and Grandpa Chellew (my mom's parents) gave me a pop-up book from Hallmark of said Christmas story.
When we were kids, my Dad would read us the story on the couch, while my Mom cleaned up from the snacks and visitors we had that night, (Usually Grandparents, Aunts & Uncles, and sometimes neighbors). My mom would always take a photo or two...Every year. After the story was read we would always get cookies and milk out for Santa...we had a big old brandy glass that we filled to the brim with milk, and always had a Christmas type plate to put the cookies on. Then they would sit on the fireplace for Santa to enjoy. Oh and carrot for Rudolph too.
When Cheryl and I got a little older...The P.J. fairy would always visit us on Christmas eve with new pajamas...The photos were much nicer in new P.J.'s than Dads old work shirt and gym shorts. So thru our teenage years, that was a new tradition added to our first tradition of the story reading. Another change to the story reading was that if Dad was interrupted...he would start the story all over again. No matter where he was in the story if we did anything other than move the pop up images on the page...if we said anything, he'd start over.
In our later teenage years...boyfriends and busy teenage girl stuff caused some changes to the story reading time. It was usually late in the night now...after we had visited with our boyfriends families that night. But Dad was always there...usually sleeping on the couch, under a blanket that Mom loved cause it looked nice, but never quite fit Dad's long legs, awaiting our return to the house from our night out...we'd get our PJ gift open, and change into them. Then we'd come out to the living room to find him waiting for us and the story would start. It usually took a few tries to get thru the whole story now, due to interruptions. Also by this time our Dad didnt even have to read the story...he knew if by heart...but he trucked thru it...never missing a beat.
Once Cheryl and I move out of the house...we were always still there on Christmas Eve for the snacks, PJ's and reading. No matter where we were...we always made it home for that event. Again almost always late at night...but we'd always find Mom and Dad up and waiting for us.
And now...this year...well let see, Cheryl has moved out to Three Hills and is getting married in April. Jamie and I were married in June and bought our new house. So basically both of us are starting new lives. With our own new families and Traditions. Cheryl got to see her nieces and nephew's open gifts and was with her family on Christmas Eve and was here with us on Christmas Day. Jamie and I got to start our own Tradition of opening gifts on Christmas Eve in our first house.
Cheryl and I are true adults now.
So alas...this is the first year that the story was not read to us in 27 years.
On Christmas Day my Dad mentioned that I should take the book home now, since it is mine (mine Cheryl...it even says to Jennifer on the inside cover). But I refuse to take it home cause you know what...hopefully this will be the only year maybe next Christmas there will be a new addition to our family and my Dad will get to read the story to someone new, and my Mom (the PJ fairy) will get to buy new PJ's and take new photos...(no...not yet are either of us pregnant...but maybe soon ;)
But the one thing that I know is the only line we were allowed to say while the story was being read to us was the last line...
"Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!!"
Traditions are something that is truly a "thing" in my immediate family.
Since 1978 my Dad has read "The Night Before Christmas" story to my sister and I every Christmas eve. (Well...Since 1979 for my sister...1978 for me) When I was one...My Grandma and Grandpa Chellew (my mom's parents) gave me a pop-up book from Hallmark of said Christmas story.
When we were kids, my Dad would read us the story on the couch, while my Mom cleaned up from the snacks and visitors we had that night, (Usually Grandparents, Aunts & Uncles, and sometimes neighbors). My mom would always take a photo or two...Every year. After the story was read we would always get cookies and milk out for Santa...we had a big old brandy glass that we filled to the brim with milk, and always had a Christmas type plate to put the cookies on. Then they would sit on the fireplace for Santa to enjoy. Oh and carrot for Rudolph too.
When Cheryl and I got a little older...The P.J. fairy would always visit us on Christmas eve with new pajamas...The photos were much nicer in new P.J.'s than Dads old work shirt and gym shorts. So thru our teenage years, that was a new tradition added to our first tradition of the story reading. Another change to the story reading was that if Dad was interrupted...he would start the story all over again. No matter where he was in the story if we did anything other than move the pop up images on the page...if we said anything, he'd start over.
In our later teenage years...boyfriends and busy teenage girl stuff caused some changes to the story reading time. It was usually late in the night now...after we had visited with our boyfriends families that night. But Dad was always there...usually sleeping on the couch, under a blanket that Mom loved cause it looked nice, but never quite fit Dad's long legs, awaiting our return to the house from our night out...we'd get our PJ gift open, and change into them. Then we'd come out to the living room to find him waiting for us and the story would start. It usually took a few tries to get thru the whole story now, due to interruptions. Also by this time our Dad didnt even have to read the story...he knew if by heart...but he trucked thru it...never missing a beat.
Once Cheryl and I move out of the house...we were always still there on Christmas Eve for the snacks, PJ's and reading. No matter where we were...we always made it home for that event. Again almost always late at night...but we'd always find Mom and Dad up and waiting for us.
And now...this year...well let see, Cheryl has moved out to Three Hills and is getting married in April. Jamie and I were married in June and bought our new house. So basically both of us are starting new lives. With our own new families and Traditions. Cheryl got to see her nieces and nephew's open gifts and was with her family on Christmas Eve and was here with us on Christmas Day. Jamie and I got to start our own Tradition of opening gifts on Christmas Eve in our first house.
Cheryl and I are true adults now.
So alas...this is the first year that the story was not read to us in 27 years.
On Christmas Day my Dad mentioned that I should take the book home now, since it is mine (mine Cheryl...it even says to Jennifer on the inside cover). But I refuse to take it home cause you know what...hopefully this will be the only year maybe next Christmas there will be a new addition to our family and my Dad will get to read the story to someone new, and my Mom (the PJ fairy) will get to buy new PJ's and take new photos...(no...not yet are either of us pregnant...but maybe soon ;)
But the one thing that I know is the only line we were allowed to say while the story was being read to us was the last line...
"Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!!"
Friday, December 23, 2005
Doggie Day Care...
So here at work we used to be able to bring our dogs to work. But then the people that run the base decided that we arent allowed to do that anymore. They fined us $1000 buck dollars for having them here a while ago.
Well today we brought them in...all 6 of them.
I now have a new appreciation for people who work in Doggie Day Cares...it must be insane.
Makes the slow boring day go quicker.
Thats all.
Well today we brought them in...all 6 of them.
I now have a new appreciation for people who work in Doggie Day Cares...it must be insane.
Makes the slow boring day go quicker.
Thats all.
Moms...
Why are some moms so different from what society expects moms to be like? Mind you what right does anyone have to say what the "perfect mom" or "perfect family" should be like?
In the last few days I have had a lot of interaction with a variety of Mom's in my life.
Anyway...
I know quite a few moms, and there are only really 2 of lets say the 10 I know that are similar.
My mom and my friend Jackie are the same in so many ways. My friend Sharon who will be a mom in a few short weeks, I also see being an awesome mom like Jackie and my mom...caring, loving, sometimes a little scary...but always there when you need them.
And then I know some crazy moms...like my other friends Edith and Sharron (with 2 r's) can be a little crazy at times...all in a fun safe awesome way. Still caring, loving, amazing.
And then I know some moms who just aren't good people, let alone good moms.
And then there are the single Dad's that I know that have custody of their daughters...hm. Also strange a different in their own ways.
Yeah. I suppose its all about how moms are with their Children that matters. I think that the way we all are with children, our own or others...is a true show of what type of people we are.
And really...what the heck do I know anyway...since Im not a mom yet. ;)
Thats all I have to say about that for now.
In the last few days I have had a lot of interaction with a variety of Mom's in my life.
Anyway...
I know quite a few moms, and there are only really 2 of lets say the 10 I know that are similar.
My mom and my friend Jackie are the same in so many ways. My friend Sharon who will be a mom in a few short weeks, I also see being an awesome mom like Jackie and my mom...caring, loving, sometimes a little scary...but always there when you need them.
And then I know some crazy moms...like my other friends Edith and Sharron (with 2 r's) can be a little crazy at times...all in a fun safe awesome way. Still caring, loving, amazing.
And then I know some moms who just aren't good people, let alone good moms.
And then there are the single Dad's that I know that have custody of their daughters...hm. Also strange a different in their own ways.
Yeah. I suppose its all about how moms are with their Children that matters. I think that the way we all are with children, our own or others...is a true show of what type of people we are.
And really...what the heck do I know anyway...since Im not a mom yet. ;)
Thats all I have to say about that for now.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Birthdays...
So, they say that certain astrological signs are attracted or more compatible to other certain astrological signs...I find this to be true. My birthday is in May...Im a Taurus. Im not all that sure of what signs are my matches persay, but I'd definitely say what ever sign is right now (end of December) so Sagittarius is some sort of match with me.
Today is two of my closest friends birthdays. Jackie, 29 and a friend of mine since age 13, and Erin, 30 a friend of mine for the last 5 years or so...and Jamie 31, my husband's birthday was last friday. So I'd have to say and agree with the fact that some signs are just supposed to be together. Three of the most important people in my life all have their birthdays within a week of each other...so yeah.
Erin...HAPPY BIRTHDAY. "Time totally flies when you're having pork!!"
Jackie...HAPPY BIRTHDAY. May this year only bring what you deserve and what makes you happy...I just know that this is going to be your best ever!
So regardless of what the compatibility charts may say...I think Sagittarius and Taurus are a match.
Today is two of my closest friends birthdays. Jackie, 29 and a friend of mine since age 13, and Erin, 30 a friend of mine for the last 5 years or so...and Jamie 31, my husband's birthday was last friday. So I'd have to say and agree with the fact that some signs are just supposed to be together. Three of the most important people in my life all have their birthdays within a week of each other...so yeah.
Erin...HAPPY BIRTHDAY. "Time totally flies when you're having pork!!"
Jackie...HAPPY BIRTHDAY. May this year only bring what you deserve and what makes you happy...I just know that this is going to be your best ever!
So regardless of what the compatibility charts may say...I think Sagittarius and Taurus are a match.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
People...
What is it about people and the want or need to help others.
Why is it that someone else's problems are so easy to figure out but one is not usually able to figure out one's own problems?
Why are we as people compelled to help others when our sink is full of dirty dishes too?
hmmm...
Why is it that someone else's problems are so easy to figure out but one is not usually able to figure out one's own problems?
Why are we as people compelled to help others when our sink is full of dirty dishes too?
hmmm...
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Laundry Day
So...here's the thing; at my work I am responsible for fabric. Now what that means is crews take out copious amounts of different sized fabric to diffuse light on movie sets. When said fabric is returned, I am responsible for checking over the fabric for any damages or tears or dirt and then I need to deal with getting them fixed and cleaned.
Doesnt sound all that difficult right...how about 32,000 sq feet of fabric. Hows that for laundry day??
...yeah laundry day....poo
Doesnt sound all that difficult right...how about 32,000 sq feet of fabric. Hows that for laundry day??
...yeah laundry day....poo
Monday, December 12, 2005
Oh and...
when you use spell check on this blog thingie...it tries to correct the word blog.......hahahahahaha.
whats in a name...
So...while trying to set up this blog...I found it super hard to choose all the pertinent name sections. How many user names do you think you have in the world? hmmmm....
Anyway...Jamie calls me Mrs. Pants. And I call him...Mr. Pants. (mind you it is said more with a lisp...like Missth, Panths) When we got married I tried to convince him to change his last name to mine, then when I changed mine to his, I tried really hard to convince him that we should just both change to "Pants"...but alas....Whitehead it is.
Point of this post...the blog is called thepants7477 because that what we are The Pants' not really The Whiteheads ...oh and 74....Jamies birth year and 77 mine.
Anyway...Jamie calls me Mrs. Pants. And I call him...Mr. Pants. (mind you it is said more with a lisp...like Missth, Panths) When we got married I tried to convince him to change his last name to mine, then when I changed mine to his, I tried really hard to convince him that we should just both change to "Pants"...but alas....Whitehead it is.
Point of this post...the blog is called thepants7477 because that what we are The Pants' not really The Whiteheads ...oh and 74....Jamies birth year and 77 mine.
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