July 30, 2011
April 30, 2007
Our House
Back in 2000, me and the man decided to buy a house together. I put my current house up for sale and Ricky put his roommate on notice. We began the great property search. We were looking for a house with lots of rooms, on a quiet street, and close to the highways. There were a couple of houses that looked promising, but one really really jumped out at me. I didn't look at the house as 'a maybe', I looked at it as if it was 'the one'. It was at the end of a cul-de-sac, it had lots of rooms with a small wooded area next to it at a convienent location. Perfect. We contacted the realtor to set up an appointment. I was crushed to find out 'the one' was already under contract. Our search continued on, but it was disappointing as we didn't come across another 'one'.
Eventually, I accepted a bid on my house. The buyers had a deadline and wanted to move in as quickly as possible. It was time for us to hit the streets again and seriously start looking for a house to buy. We went to the realtors office for a new list of properties. I remember glancing at the list crossing out the properties we already ruled out when I saw 'the one' listed on my list. It had to be a mistake. I asked the realtor why my favorite house was on the list when it was already sold. She insisted it was still for sale on the computer. She made a quick call to confirm and indeed it's contract fell through and it was back on the market. Rejoice! The previous buyer had another 24 hours to show up but everyone seemed confident that wasn't going to happen. I was thrilled. I knew that was suppose to be our home. I just knew it. I told Ricky and I told the realtor. We quickly made an appointment to see inside. I remember pulling up to the front curb, before we were out of the car, I said to Ricky this is 'the one'. We walked into the front foyer and I whispered to the realtor, "I want this house". She laughed at me and suggested we actually walk through the house to be sure. We did and it was everything I had hoped and more. We returned to the realtors office and typed up our offer. We offered their asking price and they accepted. House sold!
We have been here almost seven years and I still believe that this is where we are suppose to be raising our family. The house is currently undergoing some radical changes; new master bedroom addition with a walk-in closet (yeah!), exterior changes, new roof, new deck and new siding. Our old master bedroom will become the boys playroom. The deck will be suitable for bare feet. We are excited at all the new changes that are happening. My darling house will no longer look like it did seven years but it certainly remains to be 'the one' for us (for now).
Eventually, I accepted a bid on my house. The buyers had a deadline and wanted to move in as quickly as possible. It was time for us to hit the streets again and seriously start looking for a house to buy. We went to the realtors office for a new list of properties. I remember glancing at the list crossing out the properties we already ruled out when I saw 'the one' listed on my list. It had to be a mistake. I asked the realtor why my favorite house was on the list when it was already sold. She insisted it was still for sale on the computer. She made a quick call to confirm and indeed it's contract fell through and it was back on the market. Rejoice! The previous buyer had another 24 hours to show up but everyone seemed confident that wasn't going to happen. I was thrilled. I knew that was suppose to be our home. I just knew it. I told Ricky and I told the realtor. We quickly made an appointment to see inside. I remember pulling up to the front curb, before we were out of the car, I said to Ricky this is 'the one'. We walked into the front foyer and I whispered to the realtor, "I want this house". She laughed at me and suggested we actually walk through the house to be sure. We did and it was everything I had hoped and more. We returned to the realtors office and typed up our offer. We offered their asking price and they accepted. House sold!
We have been here almost seven years and I still believe that this is where we are suppose to be raising our family. The house is currently undergoing some radical changes; new master bedroom addition with a walk-in closet (yeah!), exterior changes, new roof, new deck and new siding. Our old master bedroom will become the boys playroom. The deck will be suitable for bare feet. We are excited at all the new changes that are happening. My darling house will no longer look like it did seven years but it certainly remains to be 'the one' for us (for now).
April 19, 2007
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April 06, 2007
Happy Birthday Tristan! Three!
Tristan turned 3 years old this month. I can't believe it. I can't believe it. I really can't believe it. I don't know why it upsets me so much that he is actually getting older, but I am sure I will need to be sedated when he turns 4. My father came over on Sunday to bring Tristan's gifts so we had a small ice cream cake after dinner. We lit 4 candles: 3 for his age and 1 to honor his birthmom, Marta.
The following day, Aunt Barbara treated Tristan to a trip to ToysRUS so he can pick out his own gift. She is brave. We dropped them off and headed out to do some errands. About an hour later, they emerged from the store with a carriage filled with goodies. We barely fit them all in the trunk of our car and I swore I smelled smoke from Barbara's credit card.
The next day was Tristan's actual birthday. It turned out to be a gorgeous day so we headed out to the park for some fun. As soon as we got there, Tristan wanted to watch the ducks and geese scamper around the stream.
I found a bench to feed Gavin in the stroller and Ricky took Tristan over to see the pond. It was about 5 minutes later that Tristan fell into the pond and was absolutely soaked up to his waist. It brought a quick tear-filled halt to our day as we stripped the muddy wet shoes and clothes off of him and went home to clean up. The rest of the day was filled was birthday gifts and another ice cream cake at his grandparents so the disappointment didn't last long.
Happy Happy Birthday to you, my darling Tristan!
Today I celebrate the day you were born.
Today I celebrate Marta for giving you life.
Today I celebrate Guatemala who blessed me with the honor and privilege of being your forever mom.
Love forever and always, Mommy
The following day, Aunt Barbara treated Tristan to a trip to ToysRUS so he can pick out his own gift. She is brave. We dropped them off and headed out to do some errands. About an hour later, they emerged from the store with a carriage filled with goodies. We barely fit them all in the trunk of our car and I swore I smelled smoke from Barbara's credit card.
The next day was Tristan's actual birthday. It turned out to be a gorgeous day so we headed out to the park for some fun. As soon as we got there, Tristan wanted to watch the ducks and geese scamper around the stream.
I found a bench to feed Gavin in the stroller and Ricky took Tristan over to see the pond. It was about 5 minutes later that Tristan fell into the pond and was absolutely soaked up to his waist. It brought a quick tear-filled halt to our day as we stripped the muddy wet shoes and clothes off of him and went home to clean up. The rest of the day was filled was birthday gifts and another ice cream cake at his grandparents so the disappointment didn't last long.
Happy Happy Birthday to you, my darling Tristan!
Today I celebrate the day you were born.
Today I celebrate Marta for giving you life.
Today I celebrate Guatemala who blessed me with the honor and privilege of being your forever mom.
Love forever and always, Mommy
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