One whole stinking year
of my fabulous life
for all the world to view.
So what the heck does one write about to pay tribute
to such an accomplishment?
Beats the hell outta me,
but here goes nothing.
The PRE-Tao of Gini?????
(chime in music.......)
I am the wife of Bill.
17 years ago we fell in love
at the most in-opportune time,
but managed to make each of our dreams
for life in general, meld together
to make this marriage one that many are envious of
and many just say "huh?".
No, seriously. We make "us" work by working hard at it.
And year after year, we just celebrate the fact
that we still truly love each other,
and are in love with each other.
"So first comes love,
then comes marriage...."
Well, we got married twice.
The first time, we eloped on a Thursday night
and invited 8 of our closest relatives.
Later on down the road, we actually got married in church.
More on that later.
We spent the first 5 of our years together
doing what all married people should do.
Stuff you can't do later when you have kids.
So we traveled a lot.
To very beautiful islands in the Caribbean.
Where I want to live someday...
making baskets or something...
We also opened a flower shop.
(WE in the sense that Bill kept his real job so we could pay the bills,
and I could have a job that I so loved going to every single solitary day. LOOOVED it!)
Even when the week days, turned into very long,
very busy week ends.
It was worth every
dime I made minute spent
doing my dream job!
So then we got pregnant 5 years later,
got married in church (because it was the right thing to do)
and had Hannah Banana.
Closed the shop.
Kept the business name (and all the large accounts)
freelanced and became a mom.
Hannah was any parents dream child
(except that I wanted her to have my dark hair,
so she would in some way resemble me, way back then).
She did "everything" early.
Dang! Parenting was easy.
Then three years later we had Connor.
(no, that's not how I meant it.....)
Really, three years later it was Connor.
Then I retired.
Or so that was the joke, back then.
So we have Connor and are literally moving across the country
6 months later.
Bill's company was relocating.
Were we crazy?
Moving and more nursing.
And then we found what would be our heaven on earth
for the next 8 years of our life.
I'll guess here - 360 days of sunshine?
And this is just about when parenthood,
was kicked into overdrive.
With Hannah off to pre-school
and Connor in Nevada Early Intervention
for speech delay issues,
Bill and I became less known as Mr. and Mrs.
and more known as Mommy and Daddy.
Can you say -
Soccer, tennis, golf, swimming, gymnastics,
Soccer, tennis, golf, swimming, gymnastics,
cooking, PTA, Speech therapists,
Disneyland, Disney World?
Let's throw in a little
build a house, start a soccer team,
start on a swim team,
get deeply involved in school and school issues...
So what does one do?
Turn 40 and have another baby, you say?
goodbye, the thought of every owning another flower shop....
for at least another 5 or 8 years...
Oh and wait.
When we decided to have Garrin -
Sold the perfectly fine house we lived in
and built a new one.
What did I say before?
Packing and nursing?
Packing, showing the house, packing, showing the house,
helping out at school....
(this one's for you Jer)
GOING INTO LABOR WITHOUT KNOWING IT
while helping at school.....
and not leaving the hospital until 3 days later.
Garrin didn't come home with us though. A blessing when looking back,
I suppose. He was born with pneumonia.
But had to go home, so we could
finish packing, get out of our old house, and
move into a rental, 'cause the new house wasn't ready yet.
And I will admit that that was the most humbling moment of my life.
Leaving the hospital without my baby,
moving into a very small house,
not intended for 5 of us,
and learning that all those things I had packed up and
put into storage,
meant nothing really.
We survived more than OK, without all the "things" we had surrounded
ourselves with in the old house. We just wanted to be all together,
with our new baby.
And the day he came home, we knew that finally,
we were a complete family.
So the humbling part?
that was short lived
because I ABSOLUTELY HATED LIVING IN THAT HOUSE.
Fast forward 6 months, and we finally moved into the new house.
Our time progressively became more
We, increasingly, became more
totally digging our life.
The ups and downs
the good and the bad
the fun and the painful.
Which brings us to a year ago.
WHY NOT JUST WRITE ALL THAT SH*T DOWN?
For one - our family near and far stays updated.
For two - our friends realize how darn funny we can be.
For three - all the strangers that read this blog can just see that
this is my life - The Tao of Gini.
And I am loving it and living it
So here's to another year of funny posts
and serious posts.
Blatantly bragging about my Hannah,
my Connor and
Finally, after 43 years, I think I am OK with that.