Six Months

Friday night Jacob and I treated ourselves to a little mini-golf. The last time we played was in Vegas in November 2008. I decided it was time I show Jacob my true golf skills and cream him. (I let him beat me by 1 point last time.) We had a good time, even though it was a little too cold for comfort. Jacob made an amazing hole in one shot. I made a hole in one later, after the sun had almost set. Because of the twilight, we were unsure if I made it in or not. Afterward, I said, "Too bad it wasn't sunny so I could see my great shot go in." Jacob said, "The suspense of it being in the dark was the best part!" This brings me to my first point: I love that Jacob is an optimist. In the end I decided to be kind, and let him beat me again. I wouldn't want him feeling bad because he lost to his wife at mini-golf.


Jacob is also an inventor, did you know? We were having a slight problem in the bathroom here at our lovely apartment. We have a sliding glass door instead of a shower curtain. But this door wasn't cutting it, because water escaped out of the top whenever we showered, leaving the bathroom soaked. Jacob bought a plastic shower curtain and rigged it above the door in a fashionable and effective manner, making our bathroom floor water free!


Though he has his more sensitive side, (painting, music, and yes, cross stitching...) Jacob is a manly man. He changed his break pads all by himself. I am impressed. See how manly he looks in this picture with his dirty hands?


I can't believe it's been six months already! It seems like just yesterday we were here:


Happy Six Months!

We're Pregnant!

April Fool's. Did we get you? I like April Fool's. You get to be sneaky and it's ok. I come from a long line of April Fool's lovers. My grandma, who lived with us when I was growing up, loved playing pranks. One year she told me there was a mouse in her room. She was screaming and looking around frantically. It's just behind the dresser, she said, look! I believed her, didn't see anything, and turned around to see her smiling slyly. I would never have suspected Grandma.

I have a friend from high school who I called for I think three years in row on April Fool's to tell her I was engaged. I'm pretty sure she believed me every time. (Jessi, if you're reading, thank you for participating in my longest running and most memorable April Fool's joke.)

This year I didn't do anything spectacular. I told my mom I was really sick. After listing my symptoms I said, "Yeah, I was reading about this online. I think I have a condition called...APRIL FOOL'S!" She called me by my full name (which has more effect now that I have three names) and told me I get her every year. Which is true. I got her good one year when I told her I broke my ankle in aerobics class.

I got Jacob after work. I was dropping off our rent a few blocks from our house and told him my car wouldn't start. He came to rescue me (he passed the test) and when he got there I asked him to try starting it. When he did I giggled and yelled "APRIL FOOL'S!" It was a pretty successful April Fool's for me.