Showing posts with label jank and me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jank and me. Show all posts

Friday, July 22, 2011

happy anniversary to us



happy 6th anniversary my love!

if possible i love you more each year.
i'm so proud of all you've accomplished.
[and so excited for PA school to be done]
can't wait to celebrate by jetting off to yuma with you this weekend
[although my job interview on monday is stressing me out]
at least we get to go out to eat and see harry potter tomorrow night.


i love you mr jancer.

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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

two letters today-- ambitious or lazy?




doesn't that face just scream 'i love animals! more dogs please!'

dyson, copen and hagen,


sorry kate froze in panic whenever any of you walked within 10 feet of her.
don't feel bad.
it's not you, it's her.
eventually we'll get a dog and she'll get over her fear of animals,
but that day is at least a year or two [or ten] away.
so until then, you guys will know her as 'the little girl who cries a lot'.
we apologize for this.

sincerely,
kate's mum




i don't think jancer or i ever stopped eating. we have a problem.

jank,


well, i survived.
[thanks to large quantities of pepsi, twizzlers, sour patch kids and s'mores]
i'm daring to call it the best camping trip to date.
driving back to g+g hansen's house at night was genius.
while you all froze in your tent [can't believe it snowed],
katers, your mom and i were toasty warm in a house.
it was the perfect plan-
all the good stuff about camping [campfires, 4 wheeler rides, family and nature]
but none of the grossness [not showering, shivering in a tent at night, eggs for breakfast]

thanks for making me go and for loving me despite my inability to love camping.

yours always [even when you haven't shaved in 4 days and smell like campfire smoke],
bug


ps. huge thank you to my galoshes. i've had them for about 5 years now and love them more each year. people like to make fun of them, but my toes are always warm and dry [a must when it rains all. day. long.] and they're mint green. you can't beat that.

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Tuesday, April 26, 2011

unplugged


to whatever caused the power outage last nite:




thank you!

having no power forced jank and i to read.
me: chic-lit [thanks kel]
jank: a book helping him get ready for his august certification exam [booooorrring]

the house was silent and i could hear the rain hitting the windows.
we lit candles and read and talked and ate ice cream.
it was pretty romantic [which jank took advantage of. sly dog]

we forgot to turn off the overhead light in kate's room when the power went out [before bedtime]
so when it came back on, her room was ablaze in light.
it didn't phase our exhausted peanut though.
she slept right through and didn't wake me until 0700.

i think we're all settling back into normal sleep routines [naps included].
hallelujah!



you can knock our power out anytime
[but only for an hour or two, any longer and it's just annoying]

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Monday, April 25, 2011

more from easter sunday.



to my one and only:




yesterday i fell more in love with you than ever.

you were so patient with me as we drove around mantua-
looking for the perfect field to take family pictures in [which we're NEVER going to find. augh]
later that afternoon, i watched you play with the little ones and my heart was content knowing i married a kind, fun and loving man.

i know it's been a little rough lately.
lack of sleep is not pretty on me [or you, or kate for that matter]
but thanks for loving me with kindness and patience.
i don't deserve you but i will never give you up. 
i'm selfish like that.

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Saturday, March 26, 2011

'here comes the sun'... a classic


to jankyface:


jank jamming to the beatles and me making a weird face.
[we are incapable of taking good pictures]


i miss you.
having the apartment to myself for the last 24 hours was great.
running errands without having to buckle, unbuckle, buckle [repeat x20] a toddler was so easy.
but i sleep poorly when your warm body isn't next to mine [stealing all the covers]
and i miss seeing your crazy morning hair.

i'm still crazy jealous that peanut snuggled and slept next to you for 3 hours 
she NEVER does that.
it's not fair.

can't wait to see you after my night shift!


mucho amore,
bug


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Saturday, July 24, 2010

five years and no death threats



this is an attempt to say thank you to everyone who made our 5 year anniversary celebration possible.....


mr and mrs snow-

let's start with you two shall we? you pulled some
family strings and got us a room at the park city marriott
GRATIS
to a part-time RN and a grad student that is
something to cry over. we've said thank you
so many times it probably has lost it's meaning
but here's one more....

THANK YOU!

the room was fantabulous and the time alone was much needed.
to show our appreciation we will let you win at cards next sunday.



grandma and grandpa hansen-

you two took care of our most precious kate. and we can't thank you enough, but i can try....

thank you for trying your hardest to get our stubborn little child to eat.

thank you for applauding her every move just like we do

thank you for using her noise machine and not calling us weirdo's for packing it

thank you for being patient throughout this last year when she hated everyone but us- it was worth the wait huh? can't believe she was reaching for kevin! monumental occasion.

but mostly thank you for loving her and snuggling her and playing with her. she sure is a lucky little girl to have you two.


(when can we drop her off again????)



windy ridge cafe and the eating establishment:

yum yum yummers. is there anything better than finding a good restaurant?
good food. outdoor eating. and not a high chair in sight. sigh. i was in heaven and i ate WAY too much. but man, did it feel good to gorge myself.

trout covered in crushed almonds with garlic mashed potatoes and veggies while sitting on a tree covered patio.

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jank doing an impersonation of kate


gigantic pancakes smothered in butter and syrup while overlooking main street and feeling the sun on my back.


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(me: happy and full of sugar)

i cannot tell you how many times i said thank you to mr jank for the good eats. (although i'm not sure why i was thanking him??? i'm the breadwinner after all! so thank you to me)



ernesto on main-

every vacation needs a good story. our honeymoon was full of good stories. some not appropriate for right now.... awkward silence.... and moving on....

i had high hopes for time in park city and was a little disappointed when
our hotel's pool was indoor. it was very nicely done and quite
lovely but nevertheless, indoors. i wanted to read a book
poolside while soaking up some cancer.
i decided it didn't really matter and was trying to
mentally move on and not dwell on the indoor pool
(i'm a dweller).

you approached us on main street where we were
killing time (and dwelling) until our movie. you wanted to give us
some shpeel about westgate resorts and how we should
buy a timeshare. i took the opportunity to cut you off and tell
you how nice the outdoor pool looked in the brochure
for westgate. you agreed and i continued to tell you about
my burning desire to sit in the sun- poolside.

you said you could help and pulled out your phone, rung up the
front desk at westgate and informed the staff that we would
be coming by to pick up a keycard that would allow us access
to the pool for the weekend. awesomeness! you said to head on over
and tell them "ernie sent you". we did just that. and a keycard
was obtained. we felt slightly shady and a little giddy with excitement.
(jank always wanted to be a spy and anything "sneaky" gets him lightheaded with joy)

then we found out the the keycard not only opened up the
gate to the pool and allowed us to navigate the
entire hotel, but also accessed a room on the 6th floor.
WHAT?!?!
we just wanted pool access, not an entire room.
and who does that? just gives a room for free?
apparently the westgate does, as long as you say "ernie sent us"
we debated staying in the room but i just couldn't bring myself to do it.
i have a VERY guilty conscience and i knew i wouldn't sleep well
in that room. so back we went to the marriott where we slumbered
guilt free. we did stop by that room just to check it out and change into our suits-
jank wanted to get a little frisky
and i had to tell him no a couple times.
stupid guilty conscience.

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(kicking it poolside)

thanks ernie for the hook up and for the good story
we will visit you next time we're in the PC


to my love:

i love you and i can't ever get enough of you.
thanks for letting me snuggle with you until your
arm loses feeling



all in all a great time. thanks to everyone who made it possible


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PC at nightfall