Monday, October 29, 2012

Two years...



Two years ago today was one of those days that is forever burned into my memory. It was the day I could finally breathe. It was the day I could finally be Maverick's Mommy. I can't even begin to tell you how far we've come in two years. Two years ago Maverick had a breakdown when he thought I was done feeding him..I was reaching for the camera. Rookie mistake. Today he was eating and asked for graham crackers after he ate his dinner. Two years ago he was stiff as a board when we fed him his bottle. Tonight he ran to me yelling "Mommy!!!" when I came in the door. Two years ago we were complete strangers...and tonight he's in love with his family. I'm telling you this little boy was made for our family!
Happy Gotcha Day Maverick! We love you!

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

The marriage Q&A


I came across this on Pinterest...where else?!  I've decided to have a little fun and answer 
for me and Greg. Now mind you, these are not Greg's actual answers..but rather what he
 should say. We'll see if we can get Greg to play along at a later date. 


What would you be happy doing for hours on end?
Becki: Being on Pinterest or my phone. 
Greg: Sitting in a tree stand freezing his nuts off.



What is one thing you always disagree on as a couple?
Becki: How much fun I am when I'm drinking and Greg is sober.
Greg: see above (I know this one for sure. hahahah bring on the Captain & Diet!)


What is your favorite Olympic event?
Becki: Figure skating. 
Greg: Everything...even ping pong and trampoline. Weirdo.


If you had the money to buy your significant other any one thing right now what would you buy them?
Becki: I would buy Greg the new Ranger 4-wheeler that is better than his one year old one.
Greg: He better freaking say an orange camaro.

Would you rather be blind or deaf?
Becki: Blind
Greg: Deaf ....so he didn't have to hear me!

What food do you HATE?
Becki: bacon. Yuck, hate the smell and the taste (when I still ate meat)
Greg: Bananas, fish, anything new.


What will your firstborn daughters name be? (or what would your next daughter's name be?)
Becki: If by some odd reason we ended up with another child and she was a girl, I would 
name her McKinley.
Greg: Who knows. The names he selected when we were name hunting for Maverick were 
just plain awful!!!!

What is your biggest  pet peeve?
Becki: having hot breath on my face when I'm sleeping.
Greg:  being bitched at for having hot breath.


If you got a life supply subscription to any magazine, what magazine would you choose?
Becki: Fitness or Shape
Greg: Something with camo on the cover.

What was your favorite subject in elementary school? (lunch and recess don't count)
Becki: Science
Greg: Math

You just scored $5. What do you spend it on?
Becki: Socks or some random holiday decoration.
Greg: Lunch. Double Quarterpounder with cheese & Fries.

What were your thoughts when you first met your other half?
Becki: That he looked really good in the ripped jeans he was wearing.
Greg: He said I shook my butt for him...he's a freaking liar. I did no such thing.


Favorite classic Disney princess?
Becki: Belle or Cinderella
Greg: Which ever one wears the least clothes.

If you could reincarnate into any animal after you die, what animal would you want to be?
Becki: Elephant
Greg: I can only say that the most fitting would be a buck..Karma baby..

What did you do on your favorite date with one another?
Becki: I would have to say our first trip together (hot tub cabin..woods)
Greg: The dinner and movie date..that turned into something else (use your imagination!!!)

What does your dream vacation look like?
Becki: Aruba
Greg: Aruba

What is your most embarrassing moment?
Becki: When I fell walking into the Elton John concert. Totally Greg's fault.
Greg: Greg was sick, and he said he had to wear underwear just in case he had an 
             accident. I still laugh at that to this day.

What is your favorite television show?
Becki: Grey's or Law & Order SVU
Greg: NCIS or some hunting show.

What is your guilty pleasure?
Becki: Lindor Truffles or staring at Adam Levine.
Greg: Little Debbie

When did you first know you were going to marry your spouse?
Becki: On our first trip when he was puking his brains out and I took care of him.
Greg: Better be the same answer as mine!

Your house is on fire. What five items do you grab before you leave?
Becki: assuming everyone is out-  Jayden's footprint, picture cds, the outfit Maddye came home   
               from the hospital in, Mav's first outfit, and my Grandma's chickens.
Greg: His mounted: deer, turkey, ram, hog and his lucky hunting something...

What is the greatest place you've ever traveled to?
Becki: Aruba
Greg: Aruba

Are you a morning person or a night person?
Becki: Night. For sure.
Greg: Annoying morning person.

Who is someone you wish you were closer to?
Becki: My Dad
Greg: Ted Nugent

If you had to move out of the country where would you move to? 
Becki: Canada
Greg: Canada..he would have no choice.

What is something weird your spouse does while asleep?
Becki: Greg sounds like 3 bears fighting over a salmon when he is sleeping.
Greg: I'm pretty sure he will say I moan. There is no documented evidence of this yet.

Which of the 7 deadly sins are you? (anger, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony)
Becki: Lust for sure.
Greg: Gluttony (yes I might be going to hell for this...but Little Debbie..remember?!?)

What music artist do you love that your other half hates listening to?
Becki: Maroon 5
Greg: Bruce Springsteen...(I always say..hey Bruce..stop talking and sing!)

What has your other half recently done that made you love them more?
Becki: He slept on the floor when I was in the hospital.
Greg: The Mission Impossible voicemail I left him the other day. 

Ideally, where would you like to be 5 years from now?
Becki: Same place we are now...just richer!
Greg: Same place we are now..just richer and a few more deer on the wall.

Who wears the pants?
Becki: Me. With amazing heels.
Greg: no comment. 

What is a household chore you HATE doing?
Becki: cleaning the toilets.
Greg: Household chores?! What's that.

What is something you feel guilty about or wish you had done better this week?
Becki: Working out...I was a slacker!
Greg: Guilt?! What's that?

Future son's name?
Becki: No idea. How do you top Maverick?
Greg: Fred Flint Stone. (yes you can gasp now)

What is a talent you wish you were better at?
Becki: I wish I could sing! I kinda sound like a cat in heat. 
Greg:  The harmonica. 


If you weren't currently married/dating your other half, where do you think you would you be?
Becki: I'd probably be a whore. I'm being honest here. 
Greg:   A lonely hunter looking for love.

What is your favorite outdoor activity?
Becki: sitting on my swing watching the kiddies play
Greg: Huntin'

What was your favorite memory from the wedding celebration/reception? (NOT THE CEREMONY)
Becki: When I kicked out the wedding crashers!
Greg: The cake.


What was your favorite thing that you did this summer?

Becki: Kazapalooza
Greg: Golf

How would a classmate have described you in high school?

Becki: Fat and nice. Ugh.
Greg: Quiet. 


When you go to an event/party/potluck, what food do you hope is there?
Becki: something diet friendly
Greg: something chocolate

What are your favorite smartphone apps?

Becki: myfitnesspal, facebook, twitter
Greg: what's an app?

What is something that always embarrasses you?

Becki: nothing embarrasses me.
Greg: He's probably going to say me. Hahahaha.

Who is your celebrity man crush?

Becki: Adam Levine
Greg: Sean Connery

If a movie was made about your life, who would you want to play you?

Becki: Charlize Theron
Greg: Larry the Cable Guy

What is your favorite candy bar?

Becki: York Peppermint Patty
Greg: Kit Kat

If you could redo anything about your wedding what would you do differently?

Becki: Nothing
Greg: Have some camo

If you were a fruit, what would you be?

Becki: a banana. I like to be peeled.
Greg:  a chocolate covered strawberry

What is your favorite classic Disney movie?

Becki: Lady and the Tramp
Greg: Bambi 

What is something your other half does that took a long time/is taking a long time to get used to?

Becki: Farts. Alot.
Greg: I talk back...lmao. I'm pretty sure he still isn't use to that.

What do you consider "you song?" (or what was your first dance?)

Becki: Our "song" is Unchained Melody but the song that is "us" is Crazy by Gnarls Barkley.
Greg: What she said.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Can you help?



Thankfully our Maverick is no longer an orphan...but there are so many children in orphanages that need our help! This weekend, I'm running a 5K - An Orphan's Hope. Two Hearts for Hope is an amazing organization that helps orphans in Kazakhstan & Russia. Before we met Maverick, Two Hearts for Hope helped his orphanage. We're forever grateful for them..they helped take care of our baby when we couldn't! (Because of the Two Hearts for Hope Mission trip in September 2009- we have a picture of our Maverick at 3 months old!)  If you are inclined to donate on behalf of our team we would greatly appreciate it! (Follow the link below, scroll to the bottom of the page, and click donate..once you are on the payment page make a note in the comment/special instructions line  "Team Stone")

Thank you!!


http://www.anorphanshope.com/html/sponsorshipinfo2.html

Monday, September 17, 2012

Castaway Bay.....

Greg had a PGA type week of golf planned, so on Friday we decided to stay in Sandusky and take the kids to an indoor water park. The kids and I arrived first, checked in and headed to dinner. On the way to dinner...we saw Snoopy. Maverick high fived him, and was in awe. Greg arrived and we had dinner. Then it was water time. Now if you know me, you know I HATE bathing suits. I mean..why can't the 40's style suits come back? I mean..I could rock those. Big time. I got on my suit..got the kids ready and we headed down. Maverick was a little timid at first, but he warmed up quickly and became the fish we know and love. Madison was a fish as soon as we walked through the door! Madison and I went on a raft ride, that I have to admit was pretty fun. We swam, bounced around from the pool area, to the wave pool, and to the spa. Maddye asked if we could go on the tube sides. I, being the super cool mom I am...said yes. I'm claustrophobic. The tubes were kinda small and dark. I wasn't sure I could breathe. It was the longest 10 seconds of my life..then it happened. I saw light...and uncrossed my legs. Stupid mistake. My bathing suit was forced so far up where the sun don't shine..that I literally had to stop moving to yank it out. At that moment...I realized that the poor young lifeguard saw the V. I'm pretty sure I've scarred him for life. I did the eye closed, head shake as I was doing the walk of shame out of the pool. The young lifeguard then informed me..."it's ok..it happens all the time" OMG. He did see the V. Poor kid..he will never be the same. I told Maddye I would wait at the bottom for her and watch her come down. I'm a raft tube slide kind of gal..no more V shots for this girl.  I had to inform Greg of the unfortunate V incident...just in case it ended up on youtube. Because that would be my luck. Greg thought it was hilarious and was sorry he missed it. Jerk! We decided to try to get Maverick over his fear of the giant bucket that dumps water, so Maddye and I were squatting down by him watching the bucket. Just as it was dumping Greg grabs me, and trys his hardest to push me under. Well this girl works out. I fought him..ya know because I wasn't already soaking wet or anything..well...I ended up with a pulled groin muscle. Really WTF. First a V shot...now a sore V!?!?! Seriously.
The kids had fun..and thankfully my V has recovered. I'm just hoping the security cameras are not zoomed in on the turquoise tube slide.

Who he'd be today...

     If he wasn't adopted. It's one of those questions that really makes me stumble for words. The answer..very simply..I. Don't. Know.
    What I do know is our adoption specialist doctor said in the condition Maverick was brought home in..he wouldn't have survived the baby house. Those words were the most heartbreaking words I have ever heard, and still to this day they make me cry. Thankfully, God had other plans for our son.
    What I do know is the scared little boy who didn't know how to be a little boy is now a crazy, loud, lovable, talkative, funny ball of energy. His little body can't contain his huge personality. ..which I have to say I love. Speaking of love..when Maverick says "Mommy...I love you" or when he calls out "Maddye Bee" I fall in love with him all over again. 
     When you adopt there is always the huge "unknown" and the "what ifs"...the very things that kept me up at night when we first brought him home. The truth is Maverick has taught me what unconditional love really is. With Madison, it was easy. A tiny six pound baby was put in my arms, and she trusted me and knew me from minute one. With Maverick, we met a scared 7 month old who wasn't loved. Who didn't know how to be held. Who didn't know there was a Mommy and Daddy out there to comfort him. He had to learn all of that...at 16 months. He did. He learned Mommy comforts him..and Daddy tells him "it's ok". He learned to trust and love us. I don't know the moment it happened but I do know the miracle of life isn't just when a baby is born...it's every single day of your life. 
        So I don't know who he'd be today if he wasn't adopted by us. What I do know is he is loved like crazy..every second of every day.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Holy missing blogger.

I'm pretty sure I'm on the fail blog list. I think about blogging. I think about what I could blog while I run. Only if I would actually write the post. My life is freaking nutzo..as I'm sure you will understand once you read this post. 


-Maverick is 3. Nuff said. He is too smart for his own good..and mine. 
-Maverick is 50% little shit and 50% cute little angel.
-Maverick is giving me gray hair and mini heart attacks..daily.
-Maverick is a daredevil, he has no fear. 
-Maverick is a charmer- his new favorite word is "Please" "Please" ..how can I say no?
-Maverick is totally my son- he uses "amazeballs" and "whhhat" daily. (hehehe)
-Maverick is a giggler, there are times he laughs at himself that crack me up. 
-Maverick is a crazy gross eater. I'm talking chew food, spit it out, and then eat it. 
-Maverick is testing every limit I have.
-Maverick is winning. 


-Madison is 12. NUFF SAID.
-Madison is turning into a typical teenager. Fast.
-Madison is 50% sweet girl and 50% crazy teen.
-Madison is giving me gray hair. 
-Madison is in love with One Direction. It's all I hear about.
-Madison is about to get braces- joy.
-Madison is the main reason Maverick whines.
-Madison is the funniest 12 year old I know. 
-Madison is not domestic. At all. She's hoping to be rich and have a maid.
-Madison is testing every limit I have.
-Madison is winning. 


-Greg is 47. Acts 50.
-Greg is focused on golf and the grass. (the lawn...not "grass") 
-Greg is looking forward to being focused on hunting season. Poor deer.
-Greg is giving me gray hair.
-Greg is hating on "amazeballs"
-Greg is hoping to fulfill the "50 shades of grey" for me.
-Greg is failing. (I'm literally laughing out loud with this one. He'll kill me!)
-Greg is finally done with our entertainment center. Only took 5+ years!
-Greg is madly in love with me....can you blame him?
-Greg is trying to test a limit or two here and there.
-Greg is so not winning.


-I am 34. I act 25. 
-I am focused on family, work, working out, running, the house, drinking (a little!)
-I am training for a 1/2 marathon. 13.1 baby!
-I am loving "amazeballs" and the other random words that drive Greg nuts.
-I am going to see Kenny Chesney and Tim McGraw on Sunday. 
-I am going to be thinking about being in a Tim & Kenny sandwich the entire time.
-I am addicted to hummus.
-I am almost to my running goal for July- 50 miles.
-I am so glad I finally got my second tattoo.
-I am bumming because the summer is flying by.
-I am realizing how much I miss blogging.
-I am still waiting for my orange camaro convertible.
-I am testing every single limit Greg has.
-I am so winning...and he is madly in love with me. I'm a lucky gal.


This is just the tip of the iceberg. The House of Stone is nutzo!

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Carpe Diem

A few days ago I was asked about my "carpe diem" outlook. I then realized it was noticeable. I honestly thought my change was slight and it wouldn't be noticed. Wrong. Let me explain. For years I've put things off. Some important, and some rather small in the grand scheme of things. I've had two major eye openers in the last year; my brother's heart attack last fall, and my sister's stroke in March. So, damn right, I'm seizing the day.
Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, and forget about the ones who don't. Believe that everything happens for a reason, if you get a chance take it, if it changes your life let it. Nobody said it would be easy..they just promised it would be worth it.
I'm treating this as a early midlife crisis. The tattoo that I've wanted to get on my shoulder since I was 21...I'm getting. The people who mean the world to me, will know it. The past is no longer relevant. I'm living for today.
With no regrets.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Oh....he was meant to be ours.




I do believe this picture says it all. This little boy was so meant to be our son. 

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Trains, trains and more trains.

Maverick loves trains. Really anything with wheels, but lately a little more trains than anything else. Before we even met Maverick one of Greg's guys asked if we wanted "Geotrax" for Maverick. I said sure...and packed it all away without really looking at it. I decided the other day to get some out- because the living room that is already full of freaking toys needed a few more. Much to my surprise there were trains. So I grabbed some trains, tracks and ran upstairs. I didn't know how to turn it on. Nope, I'm not even kidding. I put batteries in it, and pressed the button...nothing. Ten minutes pass with me fiddling with anything that can be fiddled with. Nothing. I google it. OMG I am so ashamed to admit I had to google how to use my 2 year old's toy. I realize there is an RV type remote. I run down stairs, grab one, and put batteries in it. I thought I was the hero. Until that didn't work either. I sit there for 20 minutes with Maverick looking at me like ummmmm does this move mama?? Greg asked if he should call the person we got it from. I said...Hell no! I will look like a total moron if you have to ask how to turn the thing on! Finally it hits me...I have the wrong remote. So I run back down stairs, get the right remote, switch out the batteries...and again think I'm the hero. Until all it does is makes sounds. Still no train movement. If you ever wondered how Forrest Gump felt everyday, this is it. I was clueless. I googled. I still couldn't work the damn thing. I hit toy rock bottom.  I sat there for 5 minutes just making the train sound..which Maverick loved by the way..until something I did caused the train to move! I have NO idea what I did..but now we have a working train.
I know girl toys. Barbie clothes on, Barbie clothes off. Repeat. That's a breeze. These boy toys are going to kill me....

Friday, September 9, 2011

Truths..

Truth: I hate waking up at 6am. I HATE it. Maddye has to be on the bus before I normally get up. I can't snooze. I can't delay. I hate that damn bus.

Truth: Maddye hates waking up at 6am. Maybe more than I hate it. She just masks her anger better than I do.

Truth: Maddye is loving her new school. We're pretty proud of her, and we're hoping for a great 5th grade experience.

Truth: Maddye, Maverick and I are NOT morning people. Mornings are not amusing. Mornings are not fun.

Truth: Greg is a morning person. There are days I want to strangle him. There are days it takes everything I have in me not to snap and say "shut it!". Greg is only chatty in the morning I swear. I do believe that he knows it drives me mad, and he's trying to make me snap. The silly man thought we would become morning people....not gonna happen.

Truth: We have bees. Not a few bees. I'm talking full colony of freaking bees taking up residency in the wall of our fireplace. They are able to get in through the fireplace. We've tried to use spray, we've even used heavy duty concentrate insecticide. The only thing we've accomplished is turning our patio into a bee battle ground. There are dead bees everywhere...yet we still see them flying in and out, and getting into our house. I vote for a professional. Where the hell is the Bug-Busters when you need him?

Truth: If I owned a pest control company I would call it "Bug-Busters"...who you gonna call....Bug Busters. Oh I can see it now.

Truth: Maverick might be smarter than me. This kid really amazes me. He is saying EVERYTHING, and is just too smart for his own good.

Truth: We recently came home from vacation to maggots in our sink. There is nothing better than a big fat maggot welcoming you home to reality. It was so gross. Apparently a fly thought it was a great idea to lay eggs in our garbage disposal. Note to self: put the stopper in, and bleach in the sink!

Truth: Things that I think about happen. Now before you chalk me up to another loon, listen! The penis in the garbage disposal thing, and now a murder at Put-In-Bay. No..I did not think about killing anyone, but while we were there I thought holy shit if someone wanted to bad bad things- they might just get away with it..especially on Middle Bass Island. I'm just saying. I was wrong....the person who did the killing did get caught. But....still my thoughts happen a few weeks later. Weird.

Truth: For those of you that are local- Middle Bass Island is one creepy place. If someone wanted to film a horror movie Middle Bass Island is the place to go. I have no idea how someone could live there!! We did find out that there were a couple of college kids from Kazakhstan working at a restaurant for the summer there. (One of the two restaurants on the island...just sayin) . I told Greg over and over...."I don't belong here".

Truth: I hate waking up at 6am...did I mention that already?


Thursday, August 4, 2011

Not I.

No I am not a member of the Paradise Garden Nudist Resort in Ohio. Just in case any of you were wondering. Speaking of wondering.....
If you are a nudist where do you keep your chapstick? I'm really curious. A nudist chick could carry a purse I guess....but a nudist dude? I'm thinking I should market nudists. I could make a little chapstick bag that hangs on the......I'm going to stop there. I can't give away all my secrets.
If you are a nudist do you compliment body parts to break the ice? In the clothed world we can say "nice shirt" to break the ice. In the nudist world do you say "nice butt cheeks"? I kept it pretty PG, I was really thinking something way worse, but I couldn't let my innocent image get broken.
 If you are a nudist how do you hide a boner? (Shit..there goes my innocent image.) This has to be a concern right? I mean what if there is a Jennifer Aniston type nudist walking around? Do you quickly sit down? I'm thinking not Indian style...that might make it more noticeable. Maybe I can market something for this too...I'll call it boner-be-gone. I'm a genius.
If you are a nudist do you look? I'm going to be honest here. Really honest. I would look. At everything. I would look and be critical...just because I'm a critical person. Although if I was there looking, I would be in the nude too. Oh I shudder to think about my giggly spots giggling free. Oh the shame.
If you are a nudist do you hug other nudists? If you do, that's alot of skin on skin out in the open. I'm thinking they have to high five...right?
If you are a nudist do you have to shave if you are really hairy? Lets be honest here. There are some really hairy men out there. Hairy enough that it could be mistaken for clothes. So I call the unfair card if your hairy husband wants you to go to a nudist camp with him. No, my husband is not the hairy man in question. Greg is on the hairy side, but he isn't asking to enter a nudist camp...at least not yet. Which I totally would never do. Giggly spots..remember?
If you are a nudist do you bathe in sunblock? I'm thinking there are some areas I would never want to be sunburned. I could almost see it now. Honey, can you please put some aloe in my butt crack?
If you are a nudist do you play games in your nudist camp? If you do that just might give a whole new meaning to "corn hole". What about beer pong? I see the possibility of missing ping pong balls. I just hope if they do play games there isn't alot of squatting going on. I'm thinking that could cause some serious injuries.
If you are a nudist do you worry about bug bites? Mosquito bites are no joke. Mosquito bites on your whoo-haa would be torture. No way to hide that "secret" itch in the nude.
If you are a nudist do you worry about chafing? I'm thinking I would. I'm going to throw Greg under the bus here- pay backs remember..we went to the zoo and walking out Greg said "in case you were wondering I'm chafed" ..really I wasn't wondering. I could totally tell by the way he was walking and he was wearing shorts! Could you imagine the chafing going on if you were nude?

Here is the article about our Ohio nudist camp. Again I'm sad they didn't ask the important questions.

www.newsnet5.com/dpp/news/state/beating-the-heat-by-taking-it-all-off-nudists-keep-cool-in-summer-heat-wcpo

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Bus throwing

Have you ever been thrown under the bus? I have. In fact, just yesterday I was a victim again. Let me set this stage for you. Greg and I, like many married couples, talk. We have conversations about ...well just about everything. Normally we both have comments, and we both go back and forth with our opinions, which usually leads into yet another topic. Sometimes we agree, and sometimes we don't. A few weeks ago we were having one of our conversations and the topic of grass came up. Greg, as you may already know is crazy about his grass. (So crazy attentive that sometimes I'm jealous of the freaking grass. I've considered painting myself green to grab his attention, but..well...that's alot of green paint.) He loves his grass. He treats his grass like it's the queen. (I'm not 100% sure but I'm pretty sure he whispers sweet nothings to the grass when I'm not around) Anyway...we started talking about how we- and when I say "we" I do in fact mean Greg and I, wish that our neighbor would cut his far back yard. I said it because I like to see the baby deer, and the grass is too long to see them. Greg said it because he doesn't like the "hood" grass hanging out with his "honor student" grass. Conversation over.
Or is it? So yesterday I come home and our neighbor is on some crazy machine that is cutting and tilling his far back yard. I think nothing of it, go inside and start dinner. A little later Greg comes home, and I said.."holy crap did you see (insert neighbor name here) on that machine? Greg then says "yeah, I've been talking to him for a while now. He said you can be happy now that he cut his grass"......What?! Excuse me? You told the neighbor I was complaining about his grass? Oh it's on now. When I see this neighbor I'm going to inform him that I wanted to just see the baby deer- and that bus thrower over here thinks your tall ass grass is a bad influence on his good grass.
So it looks like I'm going to have to throw Greg under the bus big time...just to get even.




Monday, August 1, 2011

In Loving Memory


In Loving Memory
of
Jayden Thomas Graves
August 1, 2003
Safe in His arms, forever in our hearts


Eight years ago today our lives were touched by an angel. Jayden's tiny life left foot prints on the hearts of so many of us.  On that day our lives were forever changed, in that one moment I realized how fragile life really is. I will forever cherish the time I had when Jayden was in my arms, and I will never forget how beautiful he was. 
They are all beautiful memories, silently kept, of a baby we love, and never forget.

Happy Birthday sweet boy. We love you.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Dicks sucks.

Not that Dicks. I'm talking about Dickssportinggoods.com. I ordered a gift for Greg for our anniversary. Four days later I get an email saying the order has been cancelled because our address was not a valid address. I called customer service. I was pretty mad. They could find no reason for the order to be cancelled, and offered help place the order again using a different address. I decided to use my work address since we're a business and get deliveries every day. I placed a formal complaint because it was such horrible customer service. They took 10% off my order. All is good..right? WRONG.
Today, four days after my second order they cancel my order again. Due to an invalid address. WTF.
So I call customer service again. This time they get pissed off, sarcastic Becki. My order was cancelled twice there was not a nice thought in my head. First I talk to a customer service chick fill her in and she says they will contact their manufacturer and let me know why. I just asked for a manager because I was about to unleash the beast.
Him: Is there something I can help you with today?
Me: Apparently not.
Him: I see you've had some trouble with your order.
Me: Nope, you've had the trouble. I just pay to get screwed.
Him: We will of course refund your payment...
Me: Yes, yes you will.
Him: We have an inquiry in about why this happened.
Me: This is f-ing ridiculous. This is the worst customer service I have ever seen.
Him: I have an idea. We can place the order again with another address.
Me: Ha. A third time? With a third address? You want me to move so you can send me my purchase?
      Can I ship to store?
Him: You would have to go to the store and arrange it with someone that will be working the day it gets 
        delivered so they can sign for it.
Me: Are you F-ing kidding me?! Even Walmart has ship to store. What kind of store is Dicks?
Him: Maybe send it to a family member?
Me: No. I would rather give someone else the business. Someone that will actually send my purchase.
Him: I'm going to follow up with you as soon as we find out why the addresses were rejected.
        Then we can place the order again.
Me: Not gonna happen. I would rather shoot myself in the foot than order from Dicks again.
Him: I'll call you tomorrow.
Me: I won't answer or maybe I will. Hell I am surprised you think my phone number is valid.

Dicks...you suck!!!!

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Oh Crap.

I'm a teeny tiny bit worried I might be arrested as an accessory to a penis nabbing.
Let me start from the beginning.
Greg and I have heard several "cheating" stories lately. I know Greg would never ever cheat on me. But just in case I informed him that if he were to ever cheat on me, I would cut off his penis and put it down the garbage disposal. I may or may not have added the words "try and re-attach that". Today while reading my normal news..I come across this headline "Man's penis cut off, put down garbage disposal". Oh crap. I've said those exact words. I've tweeted those exact words. I may have facebooked those exact words. Now I blog those exact words.
I feel the need to say I've never met this "penis attacker" nor have our paths ever crossed. I think.

Now I worry about tomorrow's news. I've also told Greg I would pluck his turkey. I was mad about something..not sure what it was..but I indeed told him I would pluck his prized turkey. Totally funny looking back on it but now I worry about some poor turkey being plucked out of revenge just because I said it. 

http://www.newsnet5.com/dpp/news/local_news/water_cooler/mans-penis-cut-off-put-through-garbage-disposal
 

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

45 secrets to a happy marriage

Our local news channel had this list on their website. 45 Secrets to a happy marriage.
Lets see if they got it right.
 I will, of course, add my 2 ¢.


1)  If you think she's beautiful, tell her.
     Damn right- this should be #1. Although...I think it should read, if he looks good..tell him. You don't want him to think he's not the pretty one in the relationship...

2)  Make dinner together. Eat dinner together. Go to bed together.
      Make dinner together? That would never work in the House of Stone. Greg's not the cooking type. I'm sure if I ever made him help me he would go all Emril on me. Bam!

3)  Your fantasy life should revolve around your wife, not your football team.
     Mama likey. This one stays.

4)  Life is short. Say "I love you" at least once every day.
    All jokes aside..this one is important and when he forgets to tell you text him...and make him feel guilty.

5)  The more time you spend trying to change your spouse, the less time you have for improving yourself.
   Eh. Some of us don't need improvement. When I say some of us I mean me. I think this one should read...there is always room for change.

6)  One of the sexiest things you can do in bed is to serve your spouse a nice breakfast.
   Disagree. One of the sexiest things you can do in bed is...well not breakfast!!! Just a hint..it has nothing to do with food. Just sayin.

7)  Talk to each other, not at each other. And really listen.
   Agreed. If he starts to zone out throw the word nipple in...that will always bring him back.

8)  It doesn't matter what you think you're fighting about. It always comes down to a choice between fear and love. Choose wisely.
   I don't know about you..but when we're fighting it totally matters what we are fighting about! Fear and love have nothing to do with it. It's all about right and wrong. Which I should state that 99.9% of the time I'm the right one. (at least I think so!)

9)  Write this into your wedding vows: "I promise to faithfully replace the toilet paper whenever I use the last of it."
  Shit. This one applies to me. Sometimes I use the bathroom in the dark..and how am I supposed to know I used the last of it?!  I've even tried to blame the hubby for my leaving it empty, and it backfired.

10) Do things together. Do things apart.
  They should define "things" . Golf..ok. Pedi's with the girls..ok. Diddling the neighbor..not ok.

11)  Career, personal goals and family are important, but nothing is more important than your relationship.
    Career, personal goals..yes. Family is part of your relationship, so you can't put them on the less than important level. Unless we're talking about the weirdo step cousin that is always in your business. That family, yes. Your immediate family..no.

12)  The cruelest question you can ask a husband: "Notice anything different?"
   This is the BEST question you can ask your husband. It's the relationship version of a pop quiz. It's always good to keep him on his toes.Who doesn't love to watch the look on his face when he is trying to figure out what the F is different.

13)  Be your spouse's biggest cheerleader.
   I agree and I wear a cheerleader uniform too. OK...I'm kidding. Greg would probably laugh and my self esteem would be ruined for life.

14)  If you've truly forgiven your spouse for something, you'll never bring it up again.
   This falls under the forgive and forget category. There is also the forgive, but never ever forget category. I rarely put anything in the vault. Which I'm sure annoys the crap out of Greg. But..hey...that's just me.

15)  Your wife doesn't need to know that you think that chick across the street has a great figure. (Not that there's anything wrong with noticing.)
   Or the chick on TV which is the only reason you watch the show, and your hubby shouldn't know you think  Maks on Dancing with the stars is sex in a tight outfit- but when you drool, and tell your spouse to rewind...it's a giveaway.

16)  Be spontaneously ridiculous and unabashedly silly. Make your spouse laugh. It nourishes your souls.
   Agreed. Just don't ever laugh in bed. Total mojo killer.

17)  No one person can give you everything you need.
   Well of course not. If you need milk you have to rely on the cow...well someone milking that said cow. If you need a hair cut you clearly wouldn't want your spouse doing it!!!!

18)  If he forgets your anniversary, don't freak out about it. If he forgets your name, do.
  Get married on a date he can't forget. 07-07-07. Does not knowing your middle name fall under this category? Greg still has to pause to remember my middle name. Honey..say it with me...Dawn. It's not Lynn.

19)  "What can I do for you, honey?"
    This one is touchy. You might get an answer you weren't prepared to give. There is one standard answer that will follow this question about 75% of the time. You should be able to guess it.

20)  He's not a mind reader. If you want him to know what you're thinking or feeling, you have to tell him.
  He's not a mind reader for sure and when he thinks he can read your mind he is way off.

21)  If you make your kids the center of your universe, there's going to be one massive black hole when they finally grow up and leave.
   This should say "Find a balance between romance and the kids. You'll need that romance later when you are too old to make babies and your babies moved out."

22)  Recognize your spouse's weaknesses, but focus on the strengths.
  For sure. You need to know what you can push off on your hubby to do, and what you will have to do for yourself!

23)  If you always have to win the argument, you'll eventually lose the relationship.
  That's why you let him think he won the argument.

24)  Only if she asks: "No, honey, that dress isn't very flattering." (Not "It makes you look fat.")
   Yes, and never, I repeat never, moo. Or say she looks "fine". Fine is never good.

25)  Find someone to talk to about your marriage, but never talk your spouse down to anyone.
    But always tell the really funny stories.The ones that your spouse would KILL you if they found out you told. Shhhhh!

26)  When you finally realize your spouse is as flawed and messed up as you are, you can leave the rose-colored fantasy behind and start building a real adult relationship.
    You should have come to this realization week one. If you still think your spouse is perfect and does nothing wrong you are living in a fantasy world. Step away from the fairy tale book and grow the heck up!

27)  If your wife suddenly starts tanning and exercising a lot, might as well call the lawyer now. (This one came from a recently divorced friend.)
  I call foul!!! What happened to wanting to look good for yourself? For your hubby? This one is a load of crap!!

28)  Every little disagreement doesn't have to snowball into a discussion about "the relationship."
  And...never start a sentence with "we need to talk"

29)  It's actually OK to go to bed angry sometimes, as long as you agree to discuss it in the morning.
  ...and it's ok to go to bed angry, and lock the bedroom door so your hubby has to sleep on the couch. Not that he was going to even think about coming to the bedroom anyway.

30)  She's your wife, not your mommy. Go clean up after your own self.
   So true.

31)  It's not your job to make your spouse happy. (It's not possible, either.)
   Damn right. BUT...it is his job to make me happy..right?!

32)  Appreciate the love your spouse has for you. It's not something you're entitled to. It's something you earn.
   This should actually read you should appreciate everything your spouse does for you, for if you take advantage you may find yourself without...

33)  When he says, "You might have a point there, honey," what he's leaving out is "if you weren't so full of crap."
  Unless...you WERE right. He could also be leaving out "oh shit she's smarter than me"

34)  Create your own traditions for the holidays.
   I got nothing for this one. I guess it's true...

35)  Sharing your secrets (and hopes and fears) is the secret to true intimacy.
  Sharing fantasies is the true secret to intimacy. Unless you start the conversation with.."honey I would love you to wear a diaper" ..that's just weird.

36)  Want to get lucky tonight? Do a load of laundry, start to finish.
   Only wash your clothes. You know damn well if you wash mine you will shrink the shit out of my favorite sweater. Which will lead to a fight, which will lead to not getting lucky for at least 2 days. Also, never say "We'll go out and buy you a new one"...she doesn't want a new one. She wants the one you shrunk the shit out of.

37)  Listen to other people's advice, but make your own choices.
   Depends on who's advice..mom's ..ok. Larry the Cable Guy....not so much. Hugh Heffner...no f-ing way.

38)  Argue naked. It's guaranteed to keep a minor disagreement from turning into a big fight.
   Oh hell no. There are way too many giggly spots to argue naked. I'm pretty animated when I'm mad. That's a giggle only Jello should be proud of. AND... you know your hubby will point it out and it will only make you madder than you already were. Although...man boobs could come into play. Hummmm.

39)  Random expressions of love and affection are the best ones. (Foot rubs count double. Feet are gross!)
   So very true but stay the heck away from my feet.

40)  Being selfish and being in love are incompatible.
   Unless you love yourself. Just sayin..

41)  Just because you know where someone's buttons are doesn't mean you have to push them.
   This is what makes life fun.Unless it's my buttons being pushed...

42)  If your dog gets more snuggle time in bed with your wife than you do, you're in trouble.
   Or...if your pillow gets more snuggle time..there's a problem. Unless you have a new  huge king size bed and you both sleep away from the neutral zone. 

43)  Money is something to talk about, not fight about.
  Unless he's spending it all on the 3 P's. ponies, porn and prostitutes.Then...you have yourself a real problem.

44)  When all is said and done, you can hang onto your pride or you can hang onto your relationship.
   Ok then...

45)  And, finally, here's a great one from Ogden Nash. "To keep your marriage brimming with love in the wedding cup  whenever you're wrong, admit it  whenever you're right, shut up."
   Can't argue with that...



 
I really think I should make my own list, and submit it to the news station......

 

Monday, July 11, 2011

What a weekend!!

I'm tired. Not even kidding. I guess coming off a super active weekend
will do that to you! On Saturday we took Madison & Maverick to the zoo.
This was Maverick's first time, and Greg hasn't been to the zoo in years
and years, so it was a first for both of them! I actually never thought
I would get Greg to go to the zoo, so he really surprised me!
Let me start the zoo story with..it was hot. Sunny and hot. So after we
loaded the kids with sunblock, we started our trek at the zoo. The first
stop was the seals which Mav really liked. I'm sure it was because they
were in water! I have to say the seals were pretty cute!
We bounced from animal to animal, getting Maverick in and out of the
stroller so he could see the animals. He did wonderful. Maddye wanted to
ride the camel, so Maddye, Maverick and I did just that. Riding a camel
was not fun. Now it could be that I'm old and fatter than I'd like to
be, but holy heck it was hard to ride. I was hanging on to Maverick,
while hanging on to the camel with my thighs. Which are out of shape.
Which were hurting when I got off the camel. The kiddies had fun, and we
got a picture of our ride..so that's all that matters. I will tell you,
I doubt Sally the Camel and I will ever tango again. Just sayin..
The kids also loved the monkeys (who doesn't?!) and the fish. Maverick
tried to feed the fish a fry. It was beyond cute! Maverick met a donkey
that seemed to really like him. So Maverick was touching him through the
fence, and the donkey was letting him. Then...Maverick stuck his finger
up the donkey's nose. If donkeys could have a WTF face, this donkey had it.
All in all the zoo was a great day. We had lunch, walked around all day,
and had a really good time. Maverick fell asleep on our way to the car,
but he was a trooper. We're so lucky!
On Sunday I took Maddye to Cedar Point, with my niece Adrianna, and her
Mom, Nielah. (For those of you who don't live near Ohio, Cedar Point is
a huge amusement park near us) It was HOT. Maddye loves Cedar Point.
She is such a thrill seeker! We went from ride to ride, with two
giggling girls. Adrianna loved the Calypso- so much we went on it 6
times. That's a lot of spinning. The girls went in a sprinkler fountain,
and Nielah and I were secretly hoping to get splashed!! Did I mention it
was hot?! How hot, you ask? Well my deodorant melted in my car. Degree
soup is awesome. I'm not sure what swamp ass really is, but I just might
have had it. I was a sweaty hot mess. The entire drive home I was
fantasizing about a shower. Hot right?!
We didn't get home till after 11pm, and I'm tired as heck today, but it
was so worth it. Maddye and I had a great day.
Maverick stayed home with Daddy. They went and visited Grandma & Grandpa
Stone for a bit and from what I hear Maverick didn't miss me. (I'm sure
he did!!!!)
I'm kinda hoping next weekend is empty without a single thing to do!
Fingers crossed!

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Birthday Dinner...





Lobsters are cute right? Well..kinda.
I guess I should start from the beginning. Greg decided to take me to a restaurant in downtown Cleveland, called Morton's. Real fancy shamancy type restaurant. We walk in, and Greg tells them reservation for Greg Stone, and immediately she says "Happy Birthday Becki". Now I should also say on the way there I asked Greg if they were going to sing or make me put on a stupid hat..because I'm so not into public embarrassment. Greg said no. So when they said Happy Birthday I thought...oh crap. We sit down, and after a bit our waiter comes, again using our names, and wishing me a happy birthday. The menu is printed with "Happy Birthday Becki" on the top. Then it happens. They roll a table over to our table, and on the table is a sample of the meat cuts, the fish cuts, the veggies, and a lobster. Then the lobster moves, and I see it foaming from the gills. Our waiter says "yep it's alive" in a really cheery voice. Like that of a serial killer who has no soul. We had to ask our waiter to move the lobster. I couldn't have his little eyes on me...screaming "save me". I, of course, couldn't order the lobster, so I ordered shrimp, Greg ordered filet. I wonder if he would have ordered the steak if a live cow was there staring at him. Eh..it's Greg. He would have. Through the entire dinner the lobster was watching me. He wanted me to take him home and let him live in our tub. I considered it. Greg said no. I did ask our waiter what the market price of saving a lobster was. I'm pretty sure he thought I was nuts. He then gave me some bs story about how lobsters do not feel pain. I had a blackberry. I googled it from our table. They do feel pain. Which made me even sadder. I wonder what PE
TA would say.
Having said all that, our dinner was really good. Greg actually closed his eyes when he was chewing his filet. He wanted to savor every bite. At the end, our
waiter comes over with my cheesecake, and lights a candle and sings- quietly- but still sung. Only the tables close to us heard. Our picture was taken. Greg loves the picture because his filet is in it. I should have taken a picture with the lobster- just to give him one last piece of excitement before he was thrown in boiling water. Alive. Ugh.
By the way, I turned 26. Ok. 29. Ok, Ok...33. I feel 25 though. Does that count for something?


Monday, June 27, 2011

Blogging on the go!

Well I've decided that if I'm going to have any chance at keeping up
with this blog, I'm going to have to do it on the go! This way I can
blog from my phone, or email from work when I can grab a few seconds!
Stay tuned..next post is all about my birthday weekend.

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Becki Stone
Project Manager

MBI Products Company, Inc.
801 Bond Street
Elyria, OH 44035

Office: 440.322.6500
Fax: 440.322.1900

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