crazy life

Hello avid readers of my terribly interesting blog. Good to write to you again.
Where do I start? It has been a very trying month. I really have no desire to go into details but just trust me when I say it's been a rough one. For me it's hard to separate personal life from business life because our lives are so intertwined with our business. I don't know how to make that stop. I think it just is what is.
Jacob started swimming lessons last week. That has been going very well. He has a male instructor which is just what he needs. He seems to respond better to males than females. Go figure. Kindergarten starts in a few weeks and he is very excited about that. Since he doesn't think I know what I'm talking about when I try to teach him things, school should be an interesting challenge for him. I asked him what he would say to his teacher when he thinks he's right about something and he said, " I will tell her I'm sorry that's just how I roll." I see parent-teacher conferences in our future! Jacob lost his first tooth about 3 weeks ago and the tooth fairy gave him a dollar. Well apparently now when Jacob looks at his teeth he sees dollar signs. He pulled out another tooth about 2 weeks ago that wasn't ready to come out. It was a bleeder. We've been trying to convince him that his teeth will come out when they are ready but he says he really wants a remote control helicopter and if he's pulls out all his teeth he'll get it faster... We're working on patience.
Well that's all for now.

Whoopy Pants.

This is an ode to my sister whoopy pants...

My sister Wendy is very kind.
My sister Wendy is not blind.
My sister Wendy likes to help.
My sister Wendy does not yelp.
My sister Wendy is so very awesome.
My sister Wendy never plays possum.
My sister Wendy is very loved.
My sister Wendy should never be shoved.
My sister Wendy is my friend.
My sister Wendy without her I could not comprehend.
My sister Wendy is so very special, I love her very much.


This concludes my ode to whoopy pants.
I love you Wendy have a very Happy Birthday.

fun at the scrapyard

Yesterday and today I've been spending time at a scrap yard here in phoenix. Why would I be spending time there? Let me tell you. We are scrapping out a lot of excess wheel inventory and I'm the lucky one that gets to make all the trips back and forth from our place to the scrap yard. If you've never been to a scrap yard...good for you. There are some interesting folk there. After dropping off all of my scrap wheels I had to go inside an office to collect my money. The line was forever long and full of stinky, dirty men. Normally I do not receive smiles from random men but apparently at the scrap yard I'm something to smile at. So I'm standing there and the literal crackhead behind me is very much in my personal space. I try doing some body language get away from me moves, but he is clearly not catching on. So I start texting my Matthew so as to avoid an awkward conversation with the fine young fellow standing right on my heels when I notice him trying to read what I'm writing. I'm not OK with this. I turn around, careful not to accidentally brush my face with his. He just looked at me and gave me a big three toothed smile. Perfect ending.

chuck-e-cheese

Wednesday night the Porter's went to the chuck-e-cheese. Anyone who has ever been to the place knows that it's crazy in there. Kids running in circles, staring at the floor as they walk hoping to find that stray token or ticket, lots of crying and whining because the tokens ran out and they have to go home. It's a glorious place! After winning 242 tickets and spending $20 worth of tokens, Jacob decided that he would get 2 tootsie roll pops and these little stamp rings at the prize counter, (I was lucky to have Matt there, he's really good at making Jacob decide quickly on toys). Jacob decides the next day to stamp his whole body including his face with the chuck-e-cheese stamp rings. He's covered in stamps when I pick him up at his grandmas. He tells me that they're chuck-e-cheese pox. Luckily the stamps washed off in the bath. Fun times!

Personality

So this weekend Matt was in the Tempe Town Lake triathlon. He did great. I have no idea how a person gets the will power to not give up during those races. I do not have that in me. I think it takes a certain personality to want to accomplish things like that. I'm certainly glad that I married someone who has that. He has drive. I have neutral. He has ambition, I have contentment (not to be confused with laziness). He has stick-to-it-ness, I have "it'll be ok if you quit, it's not end of the world-ness". I think our personalities compliment each other. Sometimes it's frustrating, but I think it keeps us grounded. If we both were "go-getters" we would have major conflict, because chances are we would be going after different things and neither one of us would want to back down. If both of us were neutral people we probably would live very boring, unadventurous lives! Just my 2 cents today.

Why not?

So this is my first official blog on here...You will laugh and probably cry, most likely just shake your head.