Ok so the morning of the 13th didn't start off great, but quickly got better. I agreed to babysit Lauren while our friend, Jason, went to lunch with his potential employer. I had to take her with me to Kellyn's dance class. This was the first time we had 3 kids in our minivan and it was quite convenient. Anyways, true to form, sweet Lauren screamed for the first 30 minutes of class then fell asleep for the last 30 minutes. She was fine after she woke up and had a bottle. It's just getting through the first half hour with her is exhausting. This time I had an audience and felt bad. But she went home by 1:00 so Rhett had a good nap then my mom came to pick up my kids at 4:00 for the weekend!
Max and I headed to Dallas to celebrate our anniversary. We bought a Juice in the City for a 1 night stay at the Double Tree with a complementary breakfast in their restaurant. It was so great. The room was huge with a king sized bed and the breakfast was delicious, such a good deal.
We went to dinner Friday night at Eddie V's Prime Seafood in uptown Dallas. It was the most amazing meal!
So bummed this pic is a little fuzzy, but we had fun. I got my hair highlighted and cut 2 1/2 inches off!
I got a strawberry mint mojito.
We both got the lobster tail. We hadn't had that since our honeymoon on the cruise 9 years ago.
And the best thing of all was the dessert. They are known for their Bananas Foster. And it did not disappoint!
Ok, so this year, our 9th year of marriage is going to be one of change and growth. I love that Max started his own business the same month as our anniversary so every year we celebrate another year of marriage we will also celebrate another year being self-employed at the same time. Let me just brag on my husband for a bit. He has taken this huge and scary, risky, leap of faith to start his own Physical Therapy staffing agency. There is something so sexy about a man in charge like that. A man who is the boss! My friend, Jennifer, told me that she remembers one night while we were all out bowling one night, him telling her way back when we were just dating, that one day he wanted to start his own staffing agency. That had to have been like 12 years ago! And he has done it! He has followed his dream and done it. Yes, there are times I'm terrified, but I know without a doubt the kind of God-fearing intelligent man I married and that he will be successful and we will be fine. I have had a few panic attack moments the first 2 weeks, but then Max just tells me to relax and trust him and I do. It has been humbling to have to ask and receive financial help from both of our parents as we get started, but such a blessing at the same time. We couldn't do it if our families weren't whole heartedly supportive.
I've been reading this book, One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are by Ann Voskamp for Bible study. Last week I was frustrated with the order in which Max was doing things to grow his business and seek contracts. I just want it to grow quickly and for things to happen fast so we can be making a good income again. So we can be financial stable again. I just get really nervous when things don't play out like I thought they would in my head. I tend to panic first and think later. Anyways, I sat down to read Chapter 8 and it began with her freaking out because the economy was bad and their barn was full of animals they couldn't sell and she was not feeling grateful for anything. She was feeling worry. Then she says her husband who is a farmer "kneads her shoulders to stroke out the worry and says, 'We're going to be OK. Out there, the barn, the pigs, the sows. We're going to make it through this.' He wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulls me up into his strength.' "Relax....just trust ." I thought, how many times has Max told me that? Do you trust me? How many times has God asked me that too? Oh my goodness, does every man have to tell his worrying wife this? I'm so glad I'm not alone in my worry, but she goes on to say that "worry is the facade of taking action when prayer really is. If I believe, then I must let go and trust. Why do I stress? Belief is a verb, something that you do." Such the perfect chapter at the perfect time for me. She says that, "Thanks feeds our trust." "Stress can be an addiction and worry can be our lunge for control and we forget the answer to this moment is always yes because of Christ." Yes, I trust you. I know Max trusts God more than me and I feel bad saying it, but I do allow worry and stress to steal my joy. Max is the anchor that pulls me back to God. Our get-away weekend to celebrate our anniversary alone together could not have come at a better time. We needed this to reconnect, regroup, and build trust and support for one another. Thank you to my parents for keeping the kids all weekend so we could do that. So Friday, the 13th actually turned out to be a lucky day for us. :)
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