A real post about Life.

Our lovely two weeks is coming to an end.

I know I should talk about our wedding (and I will) but first a note about the time leading up to it. For the past two weeks Julian's Mother has been in Jamaica. She has had the fun-filled luxury of swimming with dolphins and horseback riding on the beach, while I've had the privilege of conquering the half-conquered task of potty-training and anti-whine patrol and honestly life couldn't have been any better. When you meet Julian, this is likely how the conversation will go (from what I've witnessed)...

Y: What is your name?
J: Julian Xavier Blakley
Y: How old are you?
J: three (proudly showing three fingers) and I can poop in the toilet.

Our biggest obstacle has been met head-on and conquered and Julian couldn't be any more proud of himself. In fact, whenever I'm called to the bathroom after the celebrated event he promptly asks me "are you proud of me?" Very.

The most amazing thing about having Julian for the last two weeks leading up to my marrying his father was the opportunity to bond with him. We spent every day together and established some definite routines, they would creep there way into the evenings when Julian would tell his father "that is NOT how My Lisa does it!" I think Bobby was excited too. Now that we've had an opportunity to get on the same page parenting wise, the consistency and ease in the home has turned into a flat-line and we are loving the drama-free time spent with the little man.

He goes back to his Momma today and with great anticipation. Two weeks is a long time not so see your Mommy for a three-year-old and he is so excited he was bouncing off the walls last night. He had spent the day with Aunt Kimmy though and we barely made it half-way through The Lorax when I heard raspy snores coming from his little nose...he was out. Back to Mommy today, and back to our normal schedule starting next week. We realize we'll probably still spend the good part of a day breaking him into our routines each week, but now the ground is layed and the last two weeks were a huge blessing for everyone!!!!

Onto the wedding...

I met Bobby at a coffee shop in KC. I had Elvis with me when this outgoing and direct man started asking me questions. Nothing like the normal "do you know you have a bird on your shoulder?" but rather intelligent questions about her species and temperment, things I (loving birds) love to discuss. We sat on the patio and talked. Come to find out, he's a carpenter (an extreme Jack-of-all building trades) and was working on a cabinet design as we spoke. He had a three-year-old son name Julian (so he had good tastes in names), and well....the conversation flowed for a good thirty minutes until he got up and left, with a very sweet "Nice to meet you lady" and a handshake. No numbers exchanged.

I left thinking...I just know I'll see him again, and sure enough I did. Four days later, I was out at the Ren fest with friends. It was the record busiest day of the year and my friends had left, those working were really working and not much was left but to head home, when I looked up and saw him. He was hanging out with friends. I ran his way, called out his name. When he turned and saw me he beamed ear-t0-ear and planted a big kiss on my cheek.

After asking me out to dinner and giving me his number, buying me a beer, and adorably doting to Elvis's every whim--showing her off to kids and other patrons at the faire--I text him immediately after he left. We met for a bite to eat that night and have been inseparable ever since. There were long interview sessions...hours of questions and debates. We practically interviewed one another for a month. After everything we've been through neither of us wanted to be hurt again. He waited awhile to introduce me to Julian, but of course--once he did things progressed at rapid speed. He asked me to marry him in December...and now as of March 28th, I'm Lisa Blakley. I laugh thinking about Thanksgiving, my sister-n-law drilled him about marrying me while my brother sat on telling her to leave him alone, give us time. We didn't need any rushing, we are both "not waste a minute" kind of people.

I want to thank my family for throwing in to make our wedding so wonderful. A lot of friends pitched in as well, and honestly we could not have done it without everyone. There was a lot we were going to do with out and my family just made it happen. We had a wonderful time and will remember the day fondly!