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		<title>My Oldest Son and His Birthday Wish List</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 14:25:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
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<p>Seth will turn fourteen next month.  He still has the face of a baby, but sometimes I think he has the mind of a sixty-five year old retiree.</p>
<p>He&#8217;s started the count down to his birthday and informed me yesterday of  how many more days until we celebrate.  I decided I should probably ask him what he wants for his big day.  I was totally expecting him to list off; Phone with texting, video games, books, comics and a host of other electronic gadgetry.  So, you can imagine how surprised I was when, in all seriousness, he said, &#8220;I want a twin bag collection system for the mower.&#8221;</p>
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<p>Yes, my friends&#8230;this is what my soon to be fourteen year-old son wants for his birthday.</p>
<p>Why?</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m serious Mom, that&#8217;s all I want.  I wanted one all last summer, our neighbor has one and his lawn looks so nice after he&#8217;s done mowing.  I&#8217;m tired of raking up all the grass after I mow in the back.  I want the yard to look nice.&#8221;</p>
<p>So, you&#8217;re only desire for a gift is a twin bag collection system for the mower?</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes, I&#8217;m totally serious.&#8221;</p>
<p>Nothing else?</p>
<p>&#8220;No.&#8221;</p>
<p>The next day he did say, &#8220;Well, if you can&#8217;t get me the twin bag collection system then I&#8217;ll take a phone&#8230;.with unlimited texting.  Or a camera.  Or a laptop.&#8221;</p>
<p>Good thing he doesn&#8217;t ask for anything BIG or EXPENSIVE!!!</p>
<p>And just to end this so you know he&#8217;s a fairly normal kid, he just called me and said, &#8220;Mom, I need a black and white cookie for my book report.  Sorry, I forgot.  I need it here in twenty minutes.  Okay, thanks.&#8221;</p>
<p>1. We live twenty minutes from school.</p>
<p>2. I don&#8217;t know where to find a black and white cookie&#8230;this is Kansas, not New York!</p>
<p>3. I want to kill him.</p>
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		<title>The Love Story continues&#8230;pass the cheese!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 16:45:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
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<p>This is a photo of Clay, Me, Clay&#8217;s brother and Clay&#8217;s sister.  This was the first night we were together at Clay&#8217;s mother&#8217;s apartment, the first time I had met any of them.  We were obviously having a great time.  I remember laughing a lot that weekend.</p>
<p>Okay, now let&#8217;s talk about the obvious&#8230;</p>
<p>1. Bangs.  Everyone had bangs!!!  Clay with his dripping into his left eye and mine tightly curled above my eyebrows.</p>
<p>2. Acid Wash.  Dear Jesus, why did we all love it so?</p>
<p>3. I can only describe my hair as&#8230;.transparent.  No, I did not bleach it, that is what color it was.  Freaky, I know.</p>
<p>4. Click on the photo to read<a href="http://www.coalcreekfarm.com/clayslife/2010/03/08/how-we-met-part-10-crazy-is-normal/"> How We Met- Part 10, Crazy is Normal</a></p>
<p>If you need to start at the beginning of the whole Clay and April story, then get comfortable and start <a href="http://www.coalcreekfarm.com/clayslife/">here</a>.</p>
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		<title>He&#8217;s Mine</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 03:25:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
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<p>The one thing that was so different about Clay from all the other guys I dated was that he made me laugh.  Uncontrollable belly laughing.  I&#8217;d never met a guy so goofy, so comfortable making fun of me and himself and just so gosh darn HAPPY!  His faces, his sound affects, his impersonations, the one-liners, the sarcasm and best of all, the stories.  Everyday when he comes home from work I&#8217;ll ask if he&#8217;s got a good story for me or he&#8217;ll excitedly call me during his lunch break and say, &#8220;Hey, I gotta tell ya story.&#8221;  I love his stories.</p>
<p>I love his old stories the best,  some of them I&#8217;ve heard four- bazillion times, but occasionally he&#8217;ll tell me one I&#8217;ve never heard and that&#8217;s when I think, wow, I&#8217;m still getting to know him after all these years.</p>
<p>I know that what I have with Clay is extraordinary.  I don&#8217;t take it for granted.  I&#8217;m always touched when I get a comment about how wonderful our marriage is from a reader that has never met us and for that reason, I thought some of you might get a kick out of some facts about us.</p>
<p>1. When I first met Clay I thought he was really weird.  Weird looking, weird dresser&#8230;just plain weird.</p>
<p>2. It didn&#8217;t take me long to be friends with Clay, because he made me laugh.  I still thought he was weird.</p>
<p>3. I thought Clay would really like my sister.</p>
<p>4. I realized I was in love with Clay while watching him change a tire on the shoulder of  Interstate-35.</p>
<p>5. I met Clay when I was 18 years old, during my freshman year in college.</p>
<p>6. I once said to a high school girlfriend, &#8220;I think I&#8217;m going to marry a guy from Missouri.&#8221;  for no particular reason, other than I didn&#8217;t want to marry a guy from my home town in Kansas.</p>
<p>7. Clay is from Missouri.</p>
<p>8. We never went on a first date.  He never asked me out on a date, we just&#8230;were.</p>
<p>9. I gave back my engagement ring to him two months before our wedding because he was irritating the crap out of me.  Then I hid outside his open window to hear his reaction to the note I wrote him.  It wasn&#8217;t pretty.</p>
<p>10. I got my ring back the same night.  My point was made.  He got a job the next day.</p>
<p>11. We shared one car for the first five years of our marriage.</p>
<p>12. We make fun of each other more than any other people I know.</p>
<p>13. We rarely hurt each others feelings.</p>
<p>14. Clay wouldn&#8217;t talk about getting married or engaged when we were dating because he thought it would ruin the moment.</p>
<p>15. I almost broke up with him because he wouldn&#8217;t talk about our future.  He begged for me to be patient.</p>
<p>16. He had already bought my engagement ring when I was throwing the fit about him not talking about our future.</p>
<p>17. He has since realized it would have been better for him to talk about our future.  He&#8217;s lucky I&#8217;m so patient.</p>
<p>18. One time I pointed out a beautiful antique wedding set with a round diamond in a square setting to him in hopes that he would know what kind of ring I would like.  I also stated very clearly that I did NOT like a marquee setting.</p>
<p>19. He bought me the most contemporary ring with an oval diamond in a marquee setting.  I still wear that ring, because he picked it out for me and he likes it.</p>
<p>20. A few years ago I asked him for a little necklace for my birthday, something small that I could wear all the time.</p>
<p>21. He picked out a strange scrolly thing with a bunch of diamonds.  I was so embarrassed to wear it I hid it under my sweater.  But, this time he knew I didn&#8217;t like it.</p>
<p>22. I returned the hideous necklace and bought the one I liked.  I wear it all the time and he constantly says, &#8220;Wow, I really like that necklace I got for you.&#8221;</p>
<p>23.  I have begged him not to ever buy me jewelry again&#8230;.ever.  He&#8217;s graciously agreed.</p>
<p>24. He also can&#8217;t buy me clothes or really anything for the house.</p>
<p>25. I do still own the first Christmas present he bought for me, it&#8217;s a men&#8217;s Calvin Klein bath robe and I really do like it.</p>
<p>26. I really do like him too.</p>
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