The Broken Phone, The Aquarium, and the Cat

Good-bye, Phone.

Good-bye, Phone.

As you can see in this picture, when it comes to my husband, I have no room for complaints. The man is clearly dressed to work. Meanwhile, he’s also wearing a kitchen towel on his shoulder. He’s trim and fit, helpful, kind, funny, and a wonderful Christian example for all.

My grandfather gave me only one piece of advice my whole life: “April, never marry a man who doesn’t work.” Good advice.

Alan does work hard. I wouldn’t even mention this at all. O wait. I mentioned it on both of my last blog posts.

The Mommy Reality Challenge this week is “What’s broken?” I’m co-hosting this week, so I can’t just not participate, and there is ONE thing around here that is very much broken.

Not Caleb’s teeth anymore! Those were fixed up quite nicely. So that just leaves my smart phone. 🙁

Alan broke my phone. Was it his fault? Not really. He borrowed it, and it stopped working. Now I’m sad.

Do you know what else is broken?

Joshua. His face became so swollen by poison oak today that we had to take him BACK to the doctor. She gave us a fresh, 15 day supply of steroids. Hopefully, we can still enjoy our upcoming vacation!

But do you know what is not broken?

Everything else. We have a great life. I feel guilty even complaining about the phone thing. So what if I don’t have good internet access on my phone right now? So what if I am not very good at working this old phone from the Stone Ages. 😉 (2012. It’s from 2012. It’s important to play up the drama so that Alan will help me get a new phone.) Does anyone have a recent phone they’d like to sell me that’s more like from 2014?

I can’t say all of my kids are exactly healthy right now, but I will say that they are all happy. Praise the Lord.

Here are a few more photos of the great time we had at the aquarium last week…..before Alan broke my phone and before Joshua rolled in the poison oak:

Joshua asked, “Excuse me. May I touch this?” I was so proud I wanted to hug him, but 9 year olds prefer that you not do that in public, so I refrained.

Daniel petted the sting ray. (Petted will never sound like a word to me, but apparently it is.) Yay, Daniel!

Leopard sharks!

This computer gives you a stingray’s view of the aquarium. Pretty nifty!

I’m horribly ashamed to admit that I was so busy tracking JD, I did not find out what kind of fish this is. Anyone?

Daniel is checking out another fish that I do not know the name of. Oh, the shame.

Everyone that visits the Monterey Aquarium should eat there and enjoy this view. It was worth the extra dollar I had to run out and put in the meter.

blurry otter

JD was super excited about these fish. He said it over and over again. Fiss! Fiss! Fiss!

And one last funny……Only in California, will you run into CVS and be greeted by this:

cat on the Easter aisle…play it cool? No way. I’m taking a picture of this.

Apparently this cat also has his own Facebook page. Sorry, I don’t know the name of it.

Gotta love California. 😉

Hope you all have a great weekend!

“Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, “Never will I leave you;

Never will I forsake you.”

Hebrews 13:5

18 comments

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  • Oh, no! Poison Oak is the worse. So sorry about your son’s face, it sounds just terrible. On the other hand, the aquarium looks incredible and I agree, my 10-year-old would die if I hugged him in public!

  • debsrandomwritings

    Hi April, I’m not sure what poison oak is, but it sounds nasty (hope it doesn’t affect your holiday!). I have a daughter that can break things just by using them, maybe it’s an ailment that’s going round!

    xx

  • Heehee… I know the “horror” of having to make do with a phone from the “stone ages”. I just recently got my phone fixed, too :). I really hope your son’s poison oak clears up soon! You have such a great spirit about you, that you’d hardly know anything was broken around your house :). I’m so glad you’re co-hosting with us!

  • You are so right things could be worse and we need to remember what we do have. Great post! If I saw a cat just hanging out in a pet store I would take a picture too 🙂

    • Thank you! The cat thing just really took me by surprise. I feel like everyday that I leave my house in California is an adventure. This place is wild. Sometimes in a good way, sometimes not. 🙂 But we are greatly blessed. 🙂

  • Only you could write about poison oak and a broken phone and STILL manage to add humor! I hope the steroid phase is almost over!

    • Oh, thank you, that is the best compliment you could give me! Ha! When I was in high school the boys used to say, “You’re so funny.” And I hated it. I wanted to be pretty. pretty pretty pretty. I didn’t get dates.
      Ever. ……..But in my 30s, I’m over that, and being funny feels great. 🙂

  • queenmommyjen

    Ooh, the CVS cat probably has a great back story! I am sorry to hear about your son’s swollen face. That is terrible! We have never had a run in with poison oak in our family. Here’s hoping that we can stick to that one! Because we have had plenty of run in’s with other less than pleasurable things (namely a skunk and other things).

    • Oh, I bet the skunk story is a good one! Northern California is crawling in poison oak, unfortunately. Gotta take the good with the bad. And yes! The CVS cat lives down the street from the CVS and wanders in and out of the automatic doors all day. So funny!

  • Such a powerful verse to conclude this post April.

    We have so much wealth when we have wonderful spouses (always love how you praise Alan), and a great family.

    Would have been fun times at the aquarium.

    Thank you for sharing! 🙂

    ~Carl~

  • Daddy-O

    The big fish looking at you snap his pic is a Grouper; the long fish Daniel is looking at is a Sturgeon. The cat wants Peeps from the Easter Bunny. ~Daddy-O

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