How It All Began...

As most of you know, Saturday was the 12 year mark from the day I met my husband, P.  Unlike most people, we didn't meet at school, work, or through friends.  Our story is beyond unique.  It's actually kind of crazy.  I often find myself thinking about how crazy it is that we ever even met.  If it weren't for that split second on October 29, 1999, I don't think we would have ever had the opportunity again.

Thanks to my incredibly (verging on obnoxious) outgoing 13 year old personality, P and I met one weekend at the Youth and Family Encounter (a church conference) in Atlanta.  I had convinced my girlfriends to skip a talk so we could just roam (and secretly search for boys).  After walking for a while, we were about to cave in and just go into the youth track.  Thats when I spotted them.  A group of boys around our age.  Being that I was the 'outgoing' one, I had no problem walking up to them.  Instead of walking up and introducing myself like a normal human being, for some reason I thought it would be cool to walk up and say,

"Hi!  My name is Jeanne.  I'm weird and abnormal, but it a good way!"

WHAT!?!?!?

 

I've never actually admitted that I said that but there it is...on paper!  To this day, that is still one of those things I am completely embarrassed about. 

ANYWAYS, it must have worked because the boys walked over with me and met my friends.  I remember 3 boys (Ed, John, and P).  They told us that they were from New England (Mass. and New Hampshire) and that they had driven down on a bus with a boys group.  They then proceeded to tell us that, the night before, they had gotten kicked out of a Marriott for dropping a bouncy ball from the top floor into the atrium.  I guess they wanted to see how far up it would bounce.  Instead of getting moved to some crappy hotel, are you ready for this?, their group leader moved them to the RITZ CARLTON in downtown Atlanta.

Just an FYI: the cheapest room costs around $300 a night...and they were staying for 5!

For the next two days, we (or maybe just I) spent my time hanging around these boys.  We sat next to them at the talks, during Mass, and we even got permission from our parents to walk across the street for lunch!  That lunch marked the end of the weekend. 

As my friends and I were piling in the backseat of my parents car, on halloween afternoon, we exchanged e-mail addresses.  I remember looking down at the paper and seeing P's address: madlyskilled@-----.com.  REALLY?  How dumb!

Within minutes of getting home, before we dressed up as 'Army Chicks', I made sure to hop on my e-mail and shoot him an e-mail.  That night, at 13 years old, I told my best friend, Toni, that I had this weird feeling that I was going to marry that boy.  We giggled about it and then ran off to enjoy our last halloween trick-or-treating.

So, there you have it.  Embarrassing details and all.  Next week I'll continue the crazy story that somehow leads to today...

Happy  Halloween!

Halloween Traditions

Every October, we take a funny halloween picture of the kids.  The tradition started by accident and the feedback was so strong, we knew we couldn't just stop. 

When I was pregnant with my oldest, I was strolling through Old Navy and saw a hot dog costume that I found hysterical.  Better yet, it lined up with my sons projected size and was only $4.99.  PERFECT!  So, I bought it, and for MONTHS I looked forward to dressing him up.  Well, when Halloween 2008 came and, naturally, we were taking a ridiculous amount of 'first halloween' pictures when my husband had an idea...

And so the Annual Halloween Picture was born!

By the next year, little C had already joined the family.  As I have stated in a previous post, she was not a happy baby and we knew we had to play off of that with the 2009 picture.  We thought long and hard and finally came up with our Halloween 2009 picture:

I promise I didn't torture my daughter.  This was her constant state at the time.

Unfortunately, last year we were in the middle of a move and I was incredibly pregnant with Mini-C so we skipped the halloween picture. With the amount of out-cry I received from family and friends, I don't think we'll ever do that again! Anyways, last year Little P and Little C were Peter Pan and Tinkerbell.  

 Cute, but not funny.

So, this year, we are back.  On halloween morning, I will post our 2011 Halloween Picture!  The only hint I am giving is this:

My goal is to make people laugh out loud and I hope to accomplish that goal!  Stay tuned!