Jaycey Elizabeth: Mom

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Saturday, January 25, 2014

11 Months Until Christmas!

Yesterday was a very sad day. I've been procrastinating but I figured one month was long enough. So I took my ornaments off the tree and put my Christmas decorations away. Today the trees get put away:/

I did have fun taking down the ornaments though.

Growing up, my mom bought new ornaments for me and my sisters every year. They usually all match or are identical. She still carries on the tradition, I wonder if I'll still be getting ornaments when I'm in my sixties...

So when I was taking down my ornaments, I figured I would take them down in order! (My mom writes our initial or name and the year somewhere on the ornament.) As I started to do this, I thought, "Hey! I might as well take pictures and share them with everyone!"

So here are my yearly ornaments... (After looking at these I noticed I picked a lot of snowmen..and a lot of blue ornaments. Which is funny because Kim's favorite color has always been blue, and mine has never been...)

Baby's First Ornament
(Technically 1992, but not my '92 ornament)

1992

1993

1994

1995
Possibly one of my mom's top 5 favorite ornaments. I did not want to be in the photo booth so my birth father had to hold me in there. Great picture:)

1996

My gorgeous creation...

1997
The year my grandma became one of my guardian angels.

1998

1999

2000

2001

2002

2003

2004

2005
Alaska! Love these little guys:)

2006
My dad made this one!

2007

2008

2009
It's true...

2010
The year I got to leave Wyoming, yes!

2011
We went on a cruise to Mexico and we picked zoo animal ornaments. Our mom did not think it was as great of an idea as we thought it was. We did not go to a zoo in Mexico.

2012

2013
We went to Gettysburg while on the East Coast last year. I need to go back to the end of the country again...

Some various decorations...

My tiny nativity.

We bought this box at the Festival of Trees one year.
If I remember to put it on the tree, I get money for Christmas! (I remember every year.)

This one is a year-round decoration in my home.

I got this box this year with cookies inside!
Maybe if I put it on the tree every year, I'll get cookies?
Worth a shot.

I'm very much looking forward to Christmas 2014. Only 11 more months!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

June 10th

Today sucks.

Today marks the 15th year of my mom not having her mom. It really sucks not having my Grandma Taylor, but my mom doesn't have her mom. That breaks my heart into a million pieces. My mom is my best friend and I need her. She is so strong. Fifteen years ago a young man decided to drive after drinking and ran a stop sign. That man changed more than one life. He ended one. He changed the lives of my Grandpa and then 11-year old aunt who were in the car during the accident. He changed 8 other living siblings who no longer have their amazing mother to cheer them on. He changed the lives of all of us grandchildren and now great grandchildren.

I don't have many memories of her but I am blessed to have some. Grandma always made you feel important. Grandma was always happy. She had an infectious laugh and the biggest heart ever. She was teeny tiny and beautiful. My Grandma was reunited with her son that day, I'm glad she got that. But my heart still hurts every time I hear someone complain about their mother. My mom is everything I love in life. My mom has a spectacular mother and she hasn't seen her in 15 years.

My mom is number one on my frequently dialed numbers. I am one click away from her voice at all times. I can text her when she's in meetings and wear her sweatshirt when I'm sad. She sends me cookies and spends the night with me sometimes. I don't know how I would ever continue without her. A million good vibes being sent your way today Mom. I love you.

Part 2 of Why Today Sucks:

One year ago I met Emmitt. He came into my training class to help us pick schedules and I had no idea how he would end up changing my life. In the best way possible. Last night, we went on a great date. It's my last weekend with my parents' truck so we decided to hit the drive in theater to MIB 3. We took the cushions off both couches, brought a ton of pillows and a few big blankets. We then got pizza and a big giant soda. MIB 3 was amazing, it made me cry. First movie to ever do that. Maybe it's because I'm extra emotional lately, but it was really good. Definitely worth seeing in theaters.

Now to the sucky part. Just after midnight, during the beginning of the Avengers, my tummy started hurting. Emmitt asked if I wanted to go home but I said no because my tummy would still hurt at home. Then I started crying because I really didn't feel good so Emmitt decided that we should go home. The movie was making no sense to us anyway. So we head home and a few minutes after we get back, I threw up.

Not a fun experience. I thought it made me feel better and maybe that was all I needed but then I threw up again. And again. Emmitt was going to go to the gas station for me and during our conversation I threw up all over his carpet. Which made me cry but I still had to throw up more so I made my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and when I got out, Emmitt had already finished cleaning the carpet. He made sure I was okay and then left to get me a sprite. At 2 in the morning. He loves me.

While he was gone I just kept thinking about how much I wanted my mom, which made me cry more, because it's June 10th. I was a sad little sight. So I called Kim because she's always awake. Kim was so nice to me and talked with me until Emmitt got back. I sipped on my sprite and cried some more. I was just confused because I couldn't tell if I was still sick or not, so Emmitt grabbed a bucket, walked me to bed, tucked me in and put the bucket within reaching distance. He even kissed me goodnight, on the lips! I love him so much. I slept for about an hour before feeling sick again. So I used the internet to pretend diagnose myself. I still have no idea what's wrong but now cancer and fallopian tube pregnancy are in the running. Thanks internet.

That's when I ended up here. At some point Emmitt will wake up and even if I'm still sick, he'll take care of me. He does that so well...maybe today won't be so sucky after all. :)

Monday, August 24, 2009

Daughter (aka Jaycey) Knows Best

I know it's usually "Mother Knows Best", but to get my point across, I have changed it.

There have been many a times when I walk into my kitchen and my mother hides her hand from me.

The next sentence out of my mouth is almost always "did you cut yourself again?"

And almost always the answer is "no". But that is not the truth.

You think after cutting yourself about 70 times with sharp objects you'd get tired of it right? Well, not my mother.

I have told her many a times to not cut herself, but now I'm starting to think she might enjoy it.

As if I don't have enough worry because of her cutting habits, now I have to worry about her stabbing herself. Yes, you read correctly. Stabbing.

Today when I walked in the kitchen, she had a very odd look on her face. It was not the "i cut myself" look so I was confused.

"What are you doing?"

".....I almost stabbed myself"

"I thought we've had this conversation!"

(thinking back to her teenage years) "Yes, I know, always cut away from yourself."

"No, well yes, but also don't cut yourself. stabbing included. don't hurt yourself."

Sheesh. What shall I do with her?

Monday, August 4, 2008

Happy Birthday Mommy!!!

These are some of the things that remind me of her. She is a Fantastic cook, she makes the world's best snickerdoodles. She loves ice water, glaciers, cruises, sunsets, Paula Deen, her Kitchen Aid, lighthouses, campfires, tulips, and her family. Happy birthday mama.

Jaycey Elizabeth