Flurries or Blizzard?

James Spann is predicting 8-10 inches of snow for Birmingham. But if you look on Facebook...everyone is saying we're not getting any. We took precautions and bought some soups and other foods we needed anyway. It's better to be safe than sorry. I really hope we get snowed in just to prove everyone wrong. LOL.

See for yourself!:

What do you think? Do you believe the professional meteorologists or random facebook people?

Update later... 

Mil-Spouse Friday: Cancelled

The sweet lady who provides us with the questions for Mil-Spouse Friday has her hubby home for just a little while longer, so she's cancelled Mil-Spouse Friday this week.

So instead...I thought I'd give you a peak into what I'm up to on this windy, cold night...

Checking off Army junk on a 5-page list for J to take to drill this weekend...

It looks like Afghanistan threw up in our living room.

Happy Birthday to my Honey Bunches of "Oaks"

I love you more today,

than I did yesterday.

I love you forever

and always!

I hope you have a wonderful

26th birthday! I can't 

believe we're getting so old.

Haha.

At least you're always gonna be 

older than me! :

)

You're a wonderful husband

and my best friend. 

You are a great uncle 

and Boog and the Princess

love you so much! 

I can't imagine spending the 

rest of my life with anyone else!

(Nor would I want to!)

Happy Birthday 

my Honey Bunches of "Oaks"!

Jeremy and his newest nephew, H.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year's Eve!

Hope everyone has a wonderful New Year's Eve! 

Stay safe and no drinking and driving! 

We are welcoming the new year 

with a new addition 

to our family! 

Born at 7:24am weighing 5.8lbs, measuring 17 3/4in.

Isn't he tiny!? 

I haven't thought of a code name for him yet...

but I'll update this when I do. 

It's UN-Necessary...

Life is pretty UN-eventful since 

Christmas is over. But I will re-cap a 

conversation I had with J the other day.

Christmas Day: The "boys" get remote-controlled mini-helicopters for Christmas. They wait until dark to try flying them outside. It has snowed and it is really cold. The boys take Tim's helicopter outside and get it stuck in a pine tree in less than 15 minutes. They can't get it down. J tries climbing they pine tree and scratches the front of his leg pretty badly. It's bleeding all over the place.

Helicopter blinks all night long.

December 26th: J gets the helicopter down by throwing a pine cone at it.

December 28th: The scratch on J's leg looks irritated and red. I try to doctor it up with some peroxide and antibiotic ointment. 

J: (puts on jacket and heads for the door.)My leg is fine. It doesn't need to be cleaned.

Me: (heading towards bathroom to get peroxide, ointment and cotton balls)Please let me at least clean it and put some antibiotic ointment on it. You don't want to get an infection. It looks sore.

Mom: (mockingly quotes old men from western movies that have been shot)"It's just a flesh wound."

J: (returns from a smoke break...aka escaping from me.) I told you it's fine. I don't need you to clean it. I washed it off the other day when it happened. You don't even have any gauze. This is so UN-necessary.

Mom: You don't need any gauze. It needs to breathe. It looks infected.

Me: (kneeling in front of J to clean his scratch) Yeah. It looks infected. I'm just gonna clean it and put this stuff on it. (pouring peroxide on his leg) It's all germy. Look at the bubbles!

J: It would bubble if you put it on the back of my hand too. It's just skin germs.

Me: That's gross. And no it wouldn't.

J: This is so UN-necessary!! Now I'm gonna have to walk around with my pants-leg up....(rolls eyes)

Me: (also rolling eyes) Fine! I hope your leg falls off!(stomping down the hall to put up the peroxide and ointment.)


J: (yelling down the hall) And don't blog about this or whatever it is you do. I don't want everyone to know about it too. Like you blogged about me running into that helicopter and stuff.


Me: (all innocent-like) No I didn't. What are you talking about? 


J: You had to have blogged about it or posted something on Facebook. 'Cuz everyone in my unit knew about that. 'Cuz you told all their wives! 

Me: No I didn't....

Update: J's leg is still red...because I'm pretty sure he rubbed off the ointment later. And he hasn't let me clean it again.

Is it a "man-thing" to pretend to be fine when you've got a bad scratch you're practically dying? And to act like someone is chopping your limbs off one by one you're dying when you only have a cold?

Merry Christmas Y'all!

Mama and I are cooking

  and J is still asleep. 

We hope y'all have a Merry Christmas and 

remember why this season, we keep.

Jesus is the reason 

for this special Day.

We're celebrating His birth,

Let's keep it that way!

~Whitney C. Oaks~

 Merry Christmas from the Oaks!

"There has been only one Christmas - the rest are anniversaries." ~W.J. Cameron

 

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."  ~Author unknown, attributed to a 7-year-old named Bobby

 

"For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." - Luke 2:11-(KJV)