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Babies Make Everything Better

A common misconception is that people who own houses have money. Why does this make sense? Please tell me.

 

Right after Stephen and I bought our house, a few people casually said things like “Oh, well you have money, you just bought a house.” Sorry, wrong answer. Do you know how much it costs to buy a house? The check I wrote for our down payment was more money than I had ever seen in my life. Put together. (Not really put together… but I’m trying to make a point here.) After we signed our names a bagillion times, I had never had less money in my life. Well, maybe back in 3rd grade when I spent my full allowance on Laffy Taffy and nail polish from Eckerd…

 

You may also be misled if you saw us driving our new (to us) car. It’s pretty awesome. If you saw us drive by in our pretty Merlot colored Murano, you may think that we are one of those well-to-do young couples that has all their ducks in a row and can afford things like trips to Europe and DVR. You’d be wrong. We are what they call “house poor” and “car poor”… oh and “student loan poor.” Pretty much all of our income is accounted for. (So if you happened to see me shopping at Ross last night, it’s not because I enjoy their dirty dressing rooms and angry customers with shopping carts the exact width of the aisles… it’s because according to my new blog friend, Lauren, they are cheap and worth the effort. For the record, she’s right. It was a close call though- When the dressing room attendant yelled at me because she didn’t count how many items I had, I had to have tough skin! … This is the longest usage of parentheses of my life.)

 

Our other car isn’t so fancy. Praise God we are able to carpool to work! I don’t want to say too many bad things about “the green car” because I really do appreciate the fact that it continues to start. I don’t want to anger it. The main problem is this: the AC doesn’t work. We live in Houston, Texas. No AC in a car is the equivalent of being slowly burned alive. This isn’t usually a problem for me though. I very rarely drive this car.

 

Last Saturday was the furthest I’ve ever driven it. I was going to San Antonio with my mother-in-law, sister-in-law and aunt-in-law. I needed to drive into Houston to meet at my in-laws house and then we’d all ride together. I didn’t want to leave Stephen with the green car while I was gone, so I took that one. I had the windows down and was doing just fine. Until I got stuck behind a wreck. It was terrible. At 10:00 on a May morning in Houston, I was stuck on the freeway with no breeze and the scorching sun pounding on me. You may or may not know this about me, but I don’t sweat. I’m sure there is something wrong with me and maybe I should get that checked out, but that’s not the point. The point is that I was sweating. Not much. Not visibly. But I was.

 

I finally arrived. I refused to hug anyone. I didn’t really want my husband’s family’s “death by stench” hanging over my head the rest of my life. So I downed a bottle of water and my MIL got me a Frappucino. It was grand!

 

But you want to know why that drive was really worth it? Because I got to meet this sweet baby girl.

 

Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Riley Grace!

Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Riley Grace!

June 4, 2009 at 9:31 am 5 comments


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