Random banterings with my significant life partner lover person…

It’s almost daily email strands like this that remind me of our first text conversation before/after our first date.  I suppose it’s silly things like this that make our relationship work.  It may only be amusing to us, but I’m sharing anyway because it’s my blog, and maybe I’ll want to remember these silly little things later. 😉


From: Josh Shoberg [mailto:blahblahfake@hotmail.com]


From: hshoberg@blahblahalsofake.com

Don’t you yell at me.

From: Josh Shoberg [mailto:blahblahfake@hotmail.com]

Haha  I loled.  😛

From: hshoberg@blahblahalsofake.com

I’m not sure what one does when they lole… it sounds painful, though.

From: Josh Shoberg [mailto:blahblahfake@hotmail.com]

It can be.  Severe cases need to be treated promptly.

From: hshoberg@blahblahalsofake.com

Can you drive yourself?  I hope so…

From: Josh Shoberg [mailto:blahblahfake@hotmail.com]

I can at least attempt it.  It could be close but I guess it’s better to be safe than sorry.

From: hshoberg@blahblahalsofake.com

Perhaps.  I’d hate for you to wait several hours only to find out that your case was more severe than most.   I mean, what kind of trauma would that put the kids through if we got home only to find you on the ground unconscious because you loled.

From: Josh Shoberg [mailto:blahblahfake@hotmail.com]

You’re going to have to do your best to protect them from that.  If the Jeep is still in the garage when you get home don’t even mention it.  If you have to, just tell them daddy is sleeping.  😛

From: hshoberg@blahblahalsofake.com

Okay… if you’re willing to take that risk.  It’s been fun.

From: Josh Shoberg [mailto:blahblahfake@hotmail.com]

Hahaha  Yes ma’am!  😛

Ooh, almost time to get ready for my interview!

From: hshoberg@blahblahalsofake.com

Ooh!  Good luck!

Now you are Two

Sometimes I wonder how it’s even possible that we have a 2 year old. It often feels like just yesterday that Josh and I started dating, and now I have a toddler, and that seems entirely too mature and “grown-up.” Be that as it may, we do indeed have a spunky little boy who turned 2 over the weekend. There are so many things to say about my little man, so where does one start?


This boy is quite the talker. He has a lot to say, and he mimics everything. He likes to try out new words and sentences, which is so much fun. For a while I had him saying, “Honey, I’m home” when he’d come in the garage door after day care, but then he decided he didn’t want to say that anymore, so he’s been enjoying greeting his dad in French instead.


He still really enjoys reading books, some of his favorites being ‘Hop on Pop,’ ‘One Fish, Two Fish’ and a new random book about visiting the dentist.


As is common with most boys his age, he adores Thomas the Train as well as Chuck the Truck, Pocoyo, and Daniel the Tiger. We’ve also watched ‘Frozen’ a number of times and ‘Rise of the Guardians.’ He’s also an Elmo fan and a big Mario fan (as in Mario and Luigi), thanks to his Dad.


One of the things I love about his personality is how polite he is. He’s very good at remembering to say Please, Thank You, and Excuse Me without prompting. He’s also becoming very empathetic and good about sharing – most of the time. Don’t even think about taking his Choo-Choo. I love his little routines in the evening, like how on bath nights he wears his Thomas robe and when he takes it off he puts it on a specific chair in his room and if that chair has something in it he huffs and moves the offending object so he can neatly put his robe in its place.


Right now we’re sort of working on counting and the alphabet. He can count to 10 (on and off – sometimes he forgets the order) and often tries to recite the alphabet as well. We’re definitely not rushing him, but I love that he’s learning so much. He also really likes singing Puff the Magic Dragon right now. He can’t remember all the words, so he’ll start it and then you have to finish it.


It goes without saying that he’s a wonderful big brother, and so helpful. Despite the 2’s being “terrible” on occasion, I think I’m going to like them.

Weekly Prompt – Talents

I am once again participating in Sometimes Sweet’s weekly journal prompts, and this week the prompt is:

Quite simply, what are you good at? All of us have particular strengths- what are yours? This week, talk about these talents, big or small. Ideas: discuss how you use these things in your daily life or job, how you discovered a knack for this or that, perhaps even touch on whether or not you are passionate about the things you’re good at.

One of the reasons I dislike job interviews is that you are generally always asked what your strengths are. Ask me what my faults are, and I can rattle them off, but my strengths? Please, please, please ask me something else. It isn’t that I’m extremely humble, or secretly seeking praise or otherwise, I just have a hard time stating what I’m good at because I feel that I’m constantly a work in progress and I don’t really feel that I excel at anything. I have many things that I enjoy doing, I just don’t feel they are as good as they could be, so maybe my problem is high expectations. For the sake of making me feel less uncomfortable, why don’t I talk about things I’m okay at?


I’m a fairly decent cook, but tend to be better when it comes to desserts. I have kitchen failures (caramel never seems to turn out right for me), but overall I’ve always been pretty consistent when it comes to breads and cakes and other yummy treats. I tend to stick to recipes, but I do like to add my own touch, which thankfully works out well more often than not. If I had more time I would bake, but, I wouldn’t say I’m a passionate cook. I’d just as soon order out or go to a yummy bakery all the time if I could. There is something relaxing and almost therapeutic, though, about the baking process.

Not recent or current, but now I'm craving it.

I’m told that I’m decent when it comes to photography, and while I still feel I have much to learn, it’s something I just enjoy doing. I’ve taken some really good photos over the years, but most of the time I’m taking pictures without much thought other than to quickly capture the moment. If I had more time, I’d put more effort into it, but lately I’m lucky if I have a few minutes to quickly snap a few shots of the kids before our toddler realizes I have the camera and doesn’t want to be in the picture, but wants to play with the camera himself. I do have plans to make more time this summer to photograph something other than the kids, even if they are adorable.

Gatlinburg, TN (Aquarium)

While most people would look at my desk and scoff at the idea that I could possibly be organized in any way, I’m actually pretty good at research and planning. I kind of love it. When planning our wedding, I managed to find some great options that kept us in our very low budget, but still made for a fantastic day. When it was time for our honeymoon road trip, we both got involved in the planning, and made a dorky itinerary to go along with it (which was my favorite part of the planning process). We calculated and planned everything, which for me means far less stress. We knew how long it would take to drive from one place to the next, and calculated when we needed to wake up and be on the road each day. Pure bliss for me – I like to know what’s going on. I’m also the one who researches large purchases for our home. I want to know we’re getting a good deal and the most for our money so I try to do as much research as possible.

While research and planning can be useful in my job (which is really not interesting to write about), I find that my “talents” really only get use in my personal life. Now if only I could find a job that I actually feel passionate about. It makes me wonder just how many people are at jobs where their true talents are completely wasted. Really, though, that’s a topic for another day.

Hey, Brother

While I know from experience that having a younger sibling can be difficult at times when you’re a child (I wanted a puppy, but instead got a brother), I can tell that Enzo doesn’t mind Phoebe all that much. Sure, he may still be having those moments where he gets frustrated that the baby always gets to be carried around and sleeps in our room, but he’s also insistent that he get to tell her good-night and see her first thing in the morning.


For a while he kept saying that Bee-bee was crying whenever she’d make noise and look concerned, but now he realizes there’s a difference between actual crying and when Bee-bee is talkin’.


I think most of all, Enzo is waiting for the day that Phoebe will be a good playmate.  He tries to play with her, but is still just a tad too rough and tumble at times.  He also wanted me to put her in the tub with him last night so he could share his bubbles with her, but so far we haven’t mastered bathing them together because they’re both so active and squirmy and she isn’t sitting up unassisted yet.


Still, they make do and Phoebe is more than happy to just sit and watch him and be as involved as she can be, even if that means becoming his canvas.


I know they’ll probably squabble as they get older, but hopefully they’ll find a common ground sooner, rather than later and enjoy being brother and sister in their teens as I was able to do with my younger brother.  In the long run, it’s probably better that he wasn’t a puppy. 😉

And, as a bonus, I’ve been hooked on this song lately… and it fits.