Tuesday, November 22, 2011


This post will likely be scattered true to my end-of-semester brain.

I keep having camp dreams. Some are good, some are bad. Some bring back the good old days but most just remind me of the fact that I am too old to ever be a camper again. Anyone who was an avid camper growing up can probably relate to what an awful realization that is.

In theory, I get to see this girl on Friday, rendering my heart excited:

Jon's still sick/miserable. I feel awful/helpless. Is this how it feels when your child is sick?

Did any of you see that episode of How I Met Your Mother last night? I literally yelled, "AHHHH!!!" for 60 seconds without pausing at Robin's revelation.

Adoption has been weighing very heavily on my heart lately. Jon's not quite at the same place so I'm viewing that as God telling me to throw on the brakes. That doesn't stop me from staring longingly at the Summit County Family and Children Services webpage at least three times per week though.

Our friends, Nikki and Jim, took some photos of us to use for our first-ever Christmas card. I harassed her last night for a preview. Not gonna lie, I am SO STOKED for the rest of the pictures. In the incredibly unlikely event none of them are Christmas card worthy, I might resort to this:
"Wishing you Jon's joy this holiday season"


  1. Please please make that your Xmas card'

  2. Haha we'll see! That picture is from 2008 so I was hoping to do something more current... but I'm pretty sure we took a very serious/unhappy-looking picture over the weekend, so I've been toying around with the idea of using that one.

  3. Although this couple in Rootstown, OH didn't adopt these children; they foster cared 300 children over 50 years. It's truly a Thanksgiving story that will tug your heartstrings: http://bit.ly/tszXdw