Update on the latest adVANtures |Get it, because our last name is Van Dyke and we are on an adventure? Get it? Get it?|
The last time we chatted Brady and I were on the hunt for potential bed bugs in our apartment. Read all about that fiasco here. It was pretty much the most unnerving week of my life. Like, literally every twinge I felt on my skin was definitely, most definitely, I swear to god, some sort of lifeform crawling on me. |Cue constant arm slapping and insect-infested nightmares.|
But turns out, all the creepy crawlies I was feeling were just in my head. Because, it also turns out, the bed bugs weren't actually there.
Insert party dance, here!
And our "We don't have bed bug faces", here!
And our "I told you so" wife voices, here! |just kidding, that's mean... kind of. Unless you are right, which in my case I was. :)|
So, basically long story short...
It turned out to be a viral infection that the poor hubs got. The dermatologist thinks it could have come from our visit to the hot springs during our Spring Break getaway. |Uhm... gross! Another post, perhaps?| He was sent on his way with some antihistamines and a copay. And just like that... all was well in the world again.
I had this big metaphor to provide you about how often life works like that - we spend days and weeks and months consumed by an issue, a struggle, or a frustration. And then *poof* just like that it all falls in place. Almost as if God had a plan all along |shocker!|. How, just like our bed bugs, our all-consuming problem becomes just a blip on our past's radar; our eyes finally seeing how it was meant to play-out all along. Finally allowing ourselves to move forward with our lives.
But, it's Monday. And more specifically, it is the "I forgot to plug in my crockpot before I left for work so we have no dinner" kind of Monday. So, forgive me but, I don't feel like using my brain or my creative juices at 8:00 at night |which might as well be 2 AM in the eyes of a teacher|. But I do feel like writing to get some of the "Mondays" out of my system.
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I just want to spend this time telling you a story that will make you laugh |and maybe, unintentionally, make you feel old| because if your Monday was like mine you probably need a good laugh |and maybe a good glass of wine, too!|
As most of you know, I am a 6th grade teacher. And while 6th graders are the most inconsistent human beings on the planet |thanks a lot, hormones| the one thing they are consistent with is their unintentional humor. They just say what is on their mind, oftentimes not realizing how hilarious it is.
There was a group of students in my room at lunch today. They were talking and mindlessly navigating their iPhones |It blows my mind that my 11-year-old students have nicer phones than most career-oriented adults but, you know... 6th grade business negotiations and conference calls are serious business| when one of them says to me "Mrs. Van D, what kind of phone do you have?"
Before I had a chance to answer, one of the other girls pipes up and says "Probably one of those old school ones, huh? I think it is called a Blueberry."
And in that moment my Youth and the Blackberry Cellphone became obsolete.
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Kids these days.
Speaking of kids.... I am always amazed by women who have time to be phenomenal Mamas to their little love nuggets and phenomenal bloggers, too. |Heck, I can't even seem to find time to write on here and keep up with my dirty laundry at the same time| If you are as amazed by women like this as I am, check out my three amazing friends who do just that: Virginia Stiles at Virginia Stiles Photography, Chelsea Gullett at Love Faithfully and Abundantly, and Dana Sebastian at In My Father's Vineyard. You will be in awe of them & their adorable little ones & I will be in awe of my-ever-growing laundry piles.
Hugs & -ish
Jess Van Dyke
Labels: Family, Marriage & Love, Real Life, Reflections
