Together for two years, and married for almost half of it. lol

It has been brought to my attention that I got married really fast.  It's a good thing too, because my little baby is just so cute!  AHHHH jk, really.  Anyway, Will and I were talking last night about our lives together and how very strange it is that we didn't used to know each other.  It's only been two years and it feels like two centuries (no offense? lol). 

It all started when I was 15 and these new people started sitting directly in front of us or directly behind us in church.  All I knew is that the two sisters had perfect hair, makeup, bodies, and clothes.  That was a little irritating.  There was one (1) baby named Karissa.  There was a cute brother, but he was old.  ONE TIME we shook hands during the greeting and it was weird.  The mom once asked me how old I was, and was pretty disappointed with my answer.  From then on I stared at the sisters and wished I could look like them.  A couple years later, Tammy kicked me out of toddlers and down to Frogs where I belonged.  Rather, where my future mother-in-law "requested" me.  Unbeknownst to me, she had been casually suggesting my name to her son who in turn said, "Mom, please stop being disgusting - she is a child." 

As the years went on, I dated someone else that God felt was better suited to be my realtor.  Who knows what this other guy was doing, besides watching his sisters repopulate the earth.  We really have Jolie to blame for this, I suppose.  Sam might think she could be blamed too, but anyway.  I distinctly remember being at the UT planetarium with that funny little astronomy (or was it astrology?) class I took with Abbey.  Jolie had casually made some comments to William (I guess that was his name) and contrary to popular belief, he DID in fact know who I was!  Shocking, really, after four years at the same church. 

One Sunday, I was sitting with Sam and William was right in front of us.  We were tittering about some kind of joke that he also found humorous.  After the sermon, as Sam was chatting away with MY MAN, he thought it would be a good idea to invite her onto his boat.  HER.  Everyone loves Sam.

Finally he started texting me.  On our first date, his sisters had 6 kids between them.  On our two year anniversary, there will be 11.  I really feel like 5 kids in two years is somehow impossible, but with the Mowerys all things are possible. 

I LOVE MY MUFFIN!

If you haven't noticed the rapid weight loss on myself or my bff Samantha Jane Biniker, TAKE ANOTHER LOOK and I will tell you why.  For the past several weeks, also known as Lent, not one drop of chocolate, donuts, cake, ice cream, or cookies have passed through our pretty little lips. 

To quote Elaine Benes:

"Trying to fill the void in your life with flour and sugar and egg and vanilla?  I mean, we are all unhappy.  Do we have to be fat, too?!"

I can speak for both of us when I say we thought it would be a lot harder than it's been, although we have been tempted with a few birthday parties.  Personally, it seems that all I had to do to stop eating this kind of stuff was to NOT BUY IT IN THE FIRST PLACE.  Wow, I am saving money and my hips?  Nice.  Let me tell you, if I was still under the roof of dear old mom, I'd have some problems because she has some chocolate hoarding issues herself.

There is a point to this nonsense.  Another one of my temptations arrived a couple weeks ago in the form of a purple box labeled SAMOAS.  I have been smelling them recently.  This is what I have been reduced to.  Smelling cookies.  Moving on, as I was surfing Craig's List, I found that I am not the only one hard up for some Girl Scout cookies.

5 thin mints needed
5 peanut butter patties needed

please reply & let me know your location.
i do nto see any troops near stores ??

thnx in advance.

Unfortunately, I can't help this cookie-less soul out, as I am only stocked up on caramel and coconut deliciousness.  Can't wait for Sunday. : )

I just read a few of my entries from a few weeks before I got married.  I think I was actually kind of funny.  It was weird remembering things that I wrote about.  I'm kind of upset because I don't have anything to write about anymore.  Don't get me wrong, I know that each and every peachi post has been nothing but riveting, but seriously, I need some topics.  What do I have now?  The biggest event of my week is attending Kentin and Koltin's first birthday party tomorrow. 

I honestly believe that one-year-old twin boys are the absolute worst people to buy for, so I might not do it.  .... Just kidding, I bought them some matching camo pants.  I need something else, but I'm not sure what.  Believe it or not, twins with three older siblings are not in the market for much.  It's like, been there done that in the Shank household.  Don't worry, one more is on the way, though. 

This leads me to a topic that seems to be of any surrounding people's interest that have nothing better to say to me.  "When are you going to have a baaaaaaaaaby?"  Seriously, let's get real.  First of all, babies spend your money without even knowing it.  I don't think I like that kind of mind game.  Secondly, I don't know that it would be possible for me to actually HAVE a CHILD when I become quite faint and become temporarily bonded to the table with sweat at any kind of a doctor's visit.  Thirdly, I believe Will's sisters have provided me with more than enough birth control by simply taking a gander at their baby brigade lifestyles.  When people tell me I will change my mind, they need to realize I never said NEVER.  I said that I absolutely do not want a child right now, thank you very much.  Please step into the 11 children under 6 zoo, and tell me that you wouldn't think differently.

Sometimes I lay awake panicking about things that I've said throughout the day, or things I should have done or said.  Will told me last night that these things don't matter.  I somehow make it through each day, and that's all that's ever in front of me.  God could whisk my job, husband, family, or life out from under my feet at any given moment, and that's what I usually fear the most.  I have been living each day fretting that this is the day my life will fall apart--because it seems too perfect for God to allow it to continue (because I know what's best for me, not God), but all the while I KNOW that this is clearly the wrong way to live.  I really think more people do it than they let on.  If not, then I feel pretty dumb.  I am 100% sure that if anyone read my thoughts, they would think I was a totally different person.  My mind is so deep that I can't even understand stuff I am thinking about, yet this looks like a 8th grader post.  I have these verses hanging, and I realize they are orders, not suggestions for life.  They've been helping.

Be joyful always; (SERIOUSLY?!)
pray continually;
give thanks in all circumstances (I am getting way better at this, and I think it's annoying Will, hehe),
for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

1 Thess. 5:16-18

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation,
by prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God.

Philippians 4:6

And then all of Psalm 91.

lol, this is how I return to Xanga.

Awesome Relationships Survey That Just Kind of Ends With a Lame Question.

What are your middle names?

Lynn and John.

How long have you been together?

We started dating in the summer of 2007.

How long did you know each other before you started dating?

We knew each other for about five years before our first date.  And by "knew," I mean stared at the back of each other's heads in church.

Who asked whom out?

I think it was Jolie.  JK...but not really.  She is a matchmaker and this is how I found out he knew I existed.  He texted me a few times and then called me saying that hanging out was the only way to like, get to know each other.  LOL

How old are each of you?

Willie will be 25 in May and I am 21.

Whose siblings do you see the most?



I think he sees his almost every day.  I think we used to see Chad more before he moved.

Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?



Ten thousand bills...but even that isn't too bad.  I feel guilty so often that we don't have many hard situations.

Did you go to the same school?



Haha, some of us don't go to school.

Are you from the same hometown?

T-Town born and raised!  No.

Who is smarter?

Will can do circles around me in most any subject...except anything dealing with words or the English language in general.  His answers to many questions remind me that I'm an idiot.

Who is the most sensitive?

HIM.  Aww!

Where do you eat out most as a couple?




Oh Lord, I think this is why we have ten thousand bills.  Ventura's, Texas Roadhouse, Chili's, Bob Evans, McDonald's (breakfast)...

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?



Hawaii was so freaking far.  It was okay coming home, but getting there with a deathly ill husband with his head on the tray table for 10 hours was awesome.

Who has the craziest exes?



I think Will just thinks he has exes.

Who has the worst temper?



I HATE THAT WILL NEVER GETS MAD!!!!!!!!!!  So, me.

Who does the cooking?



Ventura's, Texas Roadhouse, Chili's, Bob Evans, and McDonald's!  Ummm...jk, but seriously.  I can't cook, does anyone know my mother?

Who is the neat-freak?



We are both so anal, but why does he always leave the closet doors open?  I can't sleep unless all cupboards, closets, and drawers are shut.  Blankets have to be folded, pillows have to be lined up properly.  DVDs have to be in the right cases and neatly stacked on the shelves.  Awesome.  I think it might be me.

Who is more stubborn?

 


GAHHHH. 

Who hogs the bed?



He said me. : (

Who wakes up earlier?



We can't sleep past 7.

Where was your first date?




Blue Pacific at Levis Commons, putt-putt, and Maggie Moo's!

Who is more jealous?


I don't think either of us really are...?

Haha, NOT LONG.  That boy can move.

Who eats more?




Have you seen him?  I usually finish his food.  Though he DID used to say he only ate to survive before he met me.  Now he likes food just as much as me!...but he gets full WAY before me.  Not sure how that worked out if you've seen his sisters eat.  I don't think I'll go there about their top pregnancy weights being LESS than my CURRENT weight.  Oh I'm sorry, was this a different question?

Who does the laundry?

I really can't tell you who.

Who’s better with the computer?




Haha.

Who drives when you are together?



Him.  He is very big on opening doors and driving.