Why, yes, I am still putting up with him….


Posted by Candy | Posted in Holidays | Posted on 03-03-2010

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So today, Tom and I celebrate 17 years of marriage and look at how far we’ve come. It’s hard to believe we are 18 and 21 in that photo (and no cracks about the hair – that was high fashion in 1993!).

I think it’s safe to say that we’ve been through the best and the worst of times, but we’ve always managed to do it together. Someone asked me last month how we manage to stay happy together and it’s not an easy question to answer. I think the big thing is that we laugh together – a lot. We laugh at ourselves, each other and at our own inside stupid jokes. If we are angry, we usually say what we have to say and move on – agreeing to disagree. We argue, but usually about stupid stuff.

More importantly, he lets me win a good bit. Hey, he’s not stupid, right? ;)

Happy anniversary, Tom. Love you, babe!

Happy Valentine’s Day! (Sappy, move along, nothing to see here)


Posted by Candy | Posted in Holidays | Posted on 14-02-2010

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So, today is Valentine’s Day. Tom and I’s first date was in December of 1991 and we got married in 1993. It’s 2010. No, really. It is. I checked. Cuz… yeah.

I won’t tell the whole sorted story (no, I wasn’t pregnant, that came 7 years later) but we got married the day after I turned 18 and a few days later got on a plane and moved from South Carolina to Hawaii. How my mother didn’t smack me and tell me I was the stupidest child on the face of the planet… well… I don’t know. Obviously, it wasn’t a mistake, but I think back to how badly it could have turned out. I mean, I was a kid, he is just a few years older than me. WHAT were we thinking? Oh yeah, we were in looovvvveeee… *laugh* And yes, we were. Yes, we are. But still… I wonder…

I am the luckiest woman I know though. All these years later, and we’re still together, still in love – moreso I think, still write silly little notes (although instead of paging 143, I text it to him now and then), we still argue (never about big stuff like, always little stuff – like brands of mustard – you’d think we would have figured this out by now, right?), we still laugh, we still cry…

But I also look back over the past 17 years in awe. How much our lives have changed, how things morphed several times over the years. We went from being nearly dirt poor living in Hawaii, to being pretty well DINKs living in Hawaii, to being happily living DINKs living in Austin, to having two of the most beautiful and wonderful children in the entire world, to… well, where we are today. And everything in between. I remember his face when I told him I was pregnant (no screaming “but you were on the pill!”) the first time. I remember supporting him through the closure of his business and him supporting me through the treacherous growth of mine.

I remember my mom telling me when I was kid that I am so darn independent. She’s right, but I’m also very dependent on my husband, who really has been through everything with me. In some weird way, we kind of grew up together. I mean, I was 18, he was 21 when we got hitched. We made some really stupid mistakes, but we managed to get out of them together. We made some really wise decisions (and let me take credit for them) *laughing*

My point? I do look back all those years ago and wonder… what would be different if I hadn’t decided to get married? Would we still be together? Would we have grown apart? Can you even have a relationship that spans 6000 miles? I honestly don’t know. We were probably too immature to have made it work, if I’m being honest. I don’t regret even a second of it though. Tom is the love of my life and I don’t know what I’d do without him.

To you, Tom, thank you. Thank you for being persistent (3 months just to get a date!). Thank you for making me feel special, for making me feel like I am the most important thing in your world, and for making me laugh (gosh, I hate this part!). Thank you for sharing in our own little weird private jokes, for always being there when I need a shoulder, for always chipping in when I think I may be on my last ounce of sanity, and for always supporting my weird “yeah, let’s do this!” ideas. Thank you for picking up the slack when I drop it, for fixing things when I break them, and for laughing with me when we both screw up. Thank you for being you, for who you were, for who you are and for who you will become. I promise I’ll be right there with you for the rest of our lives.

(okay and to make a sappy post even more sappy, I thought about tacking on Have I Told You Lately That I Love You by Rod Stewart since that was closer to 1993, but Stand By Me… well, always makes me think of my hubby)

(Oh, and this is a good version of Stand By Me too. Love John Lennon’s version and this video is so well put together, check it out)

We’re famous!


Posted by Candy | Posted in Misc | Posted on 29-01-2010

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Tom and I really like RecipeZaar. He likes to cook, I like to take photos so it’s something we can do together. The past several months have been a bit crazy and we haven’t been doing anything consistently. Imagine my surprise this morning when I woke up and a recipe AND photo of ours made the front page. Check it out RecipeZaar. What makes it even more special is that it’s actually one of my mom’s recipes – her Tomato Based Beef Stew. Super yummy!

RecipeZaar Photo of the day

Our dead neighbor


Posted by Candy | Posted in Home and Garden | Posted on 05-01-2010

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Earlier today I shared this on Facebook, but figured I’d give the full run down of “what the heck” I meant…

~My husband and I have the weirdest conversations, “No, the dead lady, the one that we think really is dead this time… she’s the one having the roof work done”….. “OMG, did you see her outside? I’m pretty sure she did really die this time.” (yeah, that’s a long weird story)~

So yeah… what? Early last year, Tom told me that the neighbor behind us had died, he had talked to someone out in the yard and that’s what they said. We talked to her a few times when she was watering her grass or whatever, but we weren’t “friends” I guess. I said “oh, how sad” and on we went… about 2 months later, I get up on a Saturday and look out the window… the dead lady is watering her grass. Apparently, she’s back! So I go wake up Tom, who comes into the kitchen and we’re staring at her. He’s saying maybe it’s her sister, but no, it’s her.

What the hell, right? Zombie neighbors!

Apparently, her husband died I guess and she was staying with family. Um… okay.

So… late Summer Tom once again says she has died,  he talked to her son who comes and mows her lawn (and can I say that I hope my son one day loves me enough to come mow my lawn and do nice stuff for me *ahem*Jamie*ahem*). I’m not sure if I believe him and if that zombie bitch comes back again, I swear I might go stake her.

Um. I’m kidding. (Mostly)

So yeah, the house is not “the neighbor behind us” – it will always and forever be the “not really dead lady’s house”. Gah, I hope my kids don’t hear us saying crap like that. Now to get one of my friends to buy it :) LOL

We’re a pretty darn lucky family…


Posted by Candy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 14-12-2009

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This is a little disjointed, but I’m writing this late at night, so….

I sometimes forget how lucky I am to have the husband I do and the kids that we have. I was reminded of that recently. A few of my friends are going through divorces or out of work or having other problems in their lives/marriages. It seems to happen this time of the year and they always say “it’s been a long time coming” but I’m always surprised.

I lost a bookkeeping client last week. It kinda sucked, but they are bringing in someone in-house. Maybe a good thing for them (although I know I could probably take on all of their accounting myself and really do a fantastic job, but they don’t want to do that yet). I have faith they will be back. It’s probably the biggest compliment, but most of my clients come back to me in time. Maybe that sounds conceited, but it really is true. I love it when they do because nothing makes you feel better than that happening.

But my point is that that client leaving is going to leave an income hole. We’ll be fine, don’t get me wrong and I’m sure other clients will come along, but still. It’s always a little “oh boy, here we go!” when it happens. I know part of it is me. I need to get back out there and concentrate on marketing. But… we’ll be okay. I have other clients. I have clients that would rather cut off their big toe than stop working with me. I am working on a new business website and reading the testimonials really cheered me up. I’ve been with some of my clients since I opened my doors back in 2002! That’s trust and mutual respect.

But our family is lucky. We aren’t rich by any stretch of the imagination, but we live comfortably. We’ve always had jobs or money coming in. Some months are better than others, but we’re okay. Tom and I have an amazingly good marriage. Yes, we have our arguments, but they are usually minor or silly. I love owning my own business and the freedom it allows me (well, except for January when I hate everything about it *laughing*). We have 2 great kids who get along pretty well. And i know if something happens we’ll still be okay. We’ll figure it out – together.

Tom PortraitBut, for me, I feel incredibly lucky because I know in 20 years, when the kids are on their own, Tom and I will still be sticking it out together. We work on that, on staying connected, talking, doing things for each other (little stuff that lets us know we’re in this together, like a text message – or my personal favorite – Tom will put my blanket in the dryer while I’m in the shower simply so I’ll have a warm and toasty bed to get into after my shower). He’ll take my car and fill it up with gas simply because I absolutely hate pumping gas. I’ll make him a cup of coffee when he’s working on a lesson plan for his volunteer stuff at school. But most of all, we say thank you. Maybe I’m deluding myself and we’ll be one of those statistics in 5 years, but I honestly don’t think so. I cannot imagine life without Tom. I met him when I was 16, married him when I was 18. I’m now 34. I’ve know him, literally, for over half of my life. We joke around, we laugh, we make fun of each other and ourselves, we make inappropriate comments, etc.

Tom’s been a little down lately because he’s still looking for a teaching position. It’s the middle of the year, so they are pretty sparse. Like I told him, he’ll get one for next year. Until then, we’ll just keep trucking on. If something comes up, he’ll apply for it and I feel confident the right job will find him soon. He also wants to go back and get his Master’s degree – and to that I say “go for it”. I’m so proud of him for figuring out what he wants to do and finding a way to make it happen. His degree is in business marketing, not education, so he had to go through extra classes and alternative certifications. That, my friends is dedication.

So, this post really is for Tom. We’re lucky, honey. Stop stressing out. Enjoy the time you spend volunteering and substitute teaching. I think it’s way more important for you to live in the moment. The kids, the teachers, the administration – they all love and adore you. You’re a shoe-in when the right job becomes available. Until then, enjoy yourself – we’re going to be fine. We always are :)

To everyone else – BUT if you hear of someone looking for a bookkeeper, you should absolutely send them my way! *laugh* (http://www.offassist.com) ;) I’m always looking for good, quality, clients.

Snow in Austin! and other ramblings


Posted by Candy | Posted in School | Posted on 04-12-2009

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Anyone who lives up North, can just skip this post cuz you’re going to make fun of me *laugh*

It snowed in Austin today. It rarely snows in Austin, you must understand. And I have now seen snow up close and personal (that I remember) exactly twice. I grew up in Charleston, SC, moved to Honolulu, HI and now live here. And we don’t travel much, at least not North :) Heck, we don’t even have real Winter gear. A nice warm jacket and sneakers is about it.

You have to understand, when the forecast here calls for snow or ice, the grocery stores start emptying out of bread milk and eggs (someone on Twitter called it a French Toast Emergency and cracked me up). It’s all kind of silly and dramatic and I try to avoid it. Except for driving. I’m not a terribly confident driver and other people going 80 miles an hour on overpasses with a cell phone stuck to their ear rushing to the grocery store… well, that scares me. When it rains, I hate to drive. So, I knew it was silly, but I canceled my appointment with my personal trainer today (I did work out at home and did pretty good improvising – hey, the fact that I didn’t just blow it off means a lot to me) because I didn’t want to be out there with the morons at 8am. I probably could have went, but honestly, my sanity is worth more right now.

And it did snow. For about 30-45 minutes. None of it stuck, but it was kind cool to see the flakes drifting and blowing around. Tom subbed at the kids school and the principal went around to each classroom and let the teachers take them outside, so there were 450 kids standing in the snow out there at once. Tom subbed there today (he’s there nearly every day in fact) said it was truly a magical day today because the kids were all outside and having the grandest time. I kinda wish I was there to see it. Is it weird that I’m a little jealous that he gets to see the kids off and on each day? I guess for me it really is because I couldn’t do it. All those kids, I’d be crazy. But I wish I had seen that.

They also watched The Polar Express today, so Tom said it really was a fantastic day to be a teacher. Now to find him a permanent position. I think he really wants to work at the school where the kids are. The kids being there is a nice bonus, but he loves the school, he loves the staff. He seems to be fitting in there. I just hope they give him a shot when hiring time comes around. I think he’ll be a shoe-in. If they don’t hire him, they’re crazy! The KIDS adore him. It kinda makes me jealous that I don’t have that affect on kids, but when he walks into the school or into a fundraiser or something, the kids flock to him screaming “Mr. Beauchamp! Mr. Beauchamp!”. I really hope this works out for him. Funny, at 37 you finally figure out what you wanna do with your life, but Tom was meant for this. We’ve been married for over 16 years. I’m amazed at how different we both are and how our aspirations have changed and grown.

Okay, I’m off the subject. Suffice to say that I adore my husband. I really do mean that for so many reasons, but his way with the kids is one of the tops. Yeah, it doesn’t pay a whole lot (teachers are WAY underpaid in my opinion), but to see how happy it makes him… so what we don’t get a pool in our backyard and we use the community one instead. I don’t care. Our happiness both together and individually is way more important.

Blah blah blah… okay, so the snow… I have to tell you this story about Leo, the moron dog. It started snowing and both dogs were outside. Julie quickly came in and found her bed:
Julie's snow day

Leo, on the other hand, is a moron. He stayed out there for a while and was barking at the flakes, completely freaked out. He’d find one, bark like mad and then get all weirded out when it disappeared if it touched something. After a minute or so of that he decided to come inside and runs full tilt towards the dog door. And misses. *laughing* he whacked himself in the head on the side of it. What the heck is wrong with this dog? Look at him? I swear he peed himself:
Leo The Idiot
(if you squint, you’ll see it just started, there’s little flakes in front of the black thing)

Anyway, so that just sent me rolling. The dog may be dumber than a box of rocks or a stump or whatever, but he’s entertaining at least I suppose!

Anyway, photographic proof that we had snow today – Voila!
Austin Snow 2009

Snow in Austin 2009

It’s not easy being married to Mr. Perfect…


Posted by Candy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 29-09-2009

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This morning was not a good morning. I got up 10 minutes late. I’m annoyed. It’s raining. Tom tries to feed the kids pepper ham for lunch and I point out they don’t like pepper stuff and won’t eat it, so I’m annoyed I have to mix up the tuna fish and notice the stove and table were never wiped down after dinner, all that little stuff. So I’m double annoyed.

He leaves for school (substitute teacher) and the kids are IMPOSSIBLE. Not getting dressed, not brushing their hair. At one point I told them they could just walk to school in the rain and the next I told them “fine, we’re not going to school” (Jamie, of course, was down with that). Just a bad morning.

So, I come back and a friend is on Skype and I’m venting to her that while Tom is this great husband, he’s also a pain in the butt and I’m tired of being the one that always thinks of things ahead of time…

And then I get a text from Tom. “Look under ur keyboard”.

Where I find this letter – and $20. (click to see it cuz I’m not retyping it)

Bastard. He makes it so hard to stay mad at him! Dagnabit! *laugh*

Sigh. I think I’ll save the $20 and get us all Blizzards after the kids get their flu shots today. We all deserve them.

I guess at the end of the day, really the table and stove and all that stuff that annoys me when we forget is so minor…

I do want that maid though! ;)

School starts tomorrow and other randomness


Posted by Candy | Posted in pets, School, summer fun | Posted on 24-08-2009

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The teacher walk was Thursday. Our school is so freaking cute. The teachers come and knock on your door and that’s how you find out who you have. (Yes, you could look 2 hours earlier when they post them at the school, but the anticipation is fun). We are happy with both kid’s teachers, of course (thankfully). Cassie will be absolutely fine. I just hope Jamie’s teacher is able to be stern enough with him. She’s really really really nice. Hopefully it’s a facade and she can turn into super-bitch-teacher-from-hell and keep Jamie in line.

This morning, we picked up supplies from the cafeteria (we always buy them from the school) and took them to their classrooms where they got to see where their room is and where they will be sitting. They are excited and ready to go back… I just took a quick pic of them, see how happy?

Kids Day Before School 2009

In other news… Tom got a new grill. He wanted a searing-something-or-other and his old grill, one of the burners went out and whatever, so…

Tom and New Grill

Cassie and 2 of her friends had a sleepover a couple of weeks back because one friend started school early (alternative school), so they had one last hurrah..

Girls Sleepover

Leo thought the popcorn kernals they left all over the floor might be edible so made a rare appearance.


Speaking of the dog, he is driving us all crazy. He barks when anyone walks by the kid’s rooms and doesn’t stop for a while. He runs away from Tom and I (although not as badly now). He’s driving us CRAZY.

And he is stupid. No really, he is, in the words of my friend Elaine, as dumb as a box of rocks. He’s been with us for what? 2 months? He STILL hasn’t figure out how to use the dog door, so Julie will go out and he’ll stand there. I’ll get up to open the door for him and he run away barking and won’t come back until I close the door again. Tom has to get the kids to catch him so we can take him outside (which he likes).

Moronic dog.

Overheard and a quick update


Posted by Candy | Posted in School | Posted on 18-08-2009

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Jamie and Cassie are playing the computer this morning and I hear Jamie say, “That’s just like such an ‘LOL’ thing, ya know?”

Ummmmm… I don’t even know where to go with that.

Otherwise, everything here is fine. Tom passed his certifications for Middle School Science, Middle School Math and Early Childhood K-4. He’s still looking for a job, but none of the districts around us are hiring right now. They probably will within the next couple of months. I think he has to have something by October 31 or lose his current certification and have to redo it again next year.

If he doesn’t find anything, we’ll be fine. His decision to become a teacher was/is more about his heart than about money or anything like that. We like the idea of having our Summers free to go on vacation (I own my own business, him being a teacher would be idea) or whatever we want. But he also loves teaching kids. He really really loves it. I think he’s mad, but whatever, right?

If he doesn’t find anything, he will continue working with me a little, but also continue substitute teaching. He’ll be fine, although it’s a little frustrating for the poor guy.

I’m well. I am, of course, running with a few new ideas I have business-wise. I’m on the board of IVAA again. Yes, that makes me crazy ;) and I have gotten a few new awesome clients, so life is good. Been trying to make more time for myself and spending time with my friends. I love my kids, but sometimes it just has to be about you, ya know?

Jamie and Cassie are eagerly awaiting to hear who their teachers will be next year. They find out on Thursday when they do the ‘Welcome Walk” – which means the teacher comes and knocks on your door, you spend a few minutes talking to them, they give you some stuff and then all the kids in the neighborhood meet outside to find out who got what teacher and who will be in the same class. Ah, the beauty of a small neighborhood school :)

They start back on August 25. I’m excited, but if I’m a little more truthful, I will also miss having them around. I am very lucky that I really like the people my children are. They are kind of fun to be around at this age. :)

Jamie is adorable. He’s decided to let his hair grow out so looks like a surfer skater dude.

Jamie at Rockport beach - Hang Ten Man!

I already have contacted the principle and speech therapist for Cassie at the school. She has a slight speech impediment, she drops letter sounds completely. Most people can understand her (80% or so?) but it’s hurting her writing (they are doing phonetic writing) – she writes it how SHE says it, not everyone else. Anyway, they are going to observe her and try some stuff in-class as well as at home before we do anything too formal. I think that’s a good plan. She stopped responding to private therapy we had her in 2 years ago or so.

Anyway, here’s an example… if you don’t “get it”, here is what she wrote:
tomio is the la se ov sool
i coe to mis miss lweis

Here is the translation:
Tomorrow is the last day of school.
I’m going to miss Miss Lewis.


I got a good one…


Posted by Candy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 08-08-2009


I woke up this morning with the sprung spring in our mattress sticking me in the hip. I told Tom, “We are getting a new mattress today.” I don’t think he believed me, but I went with Jamie to Sam’s Club for the usual and came home and told Tom I found one I liked, he needed to go test it out and bring it home if he liked it. He didn’t do it and didn’t do it. I think he thought I was kidding, but by 6pm, I had this…

Nice thick new matress. Not gonna miss that sprung spring poking me !

… it was 100 degrees here in Austin and he still did it… gotta love that man! AND to boot, he came home and made his fabulous homemade pizza for dinner for him, myself, our two kids, and 2 kids that are spending the night.

Sometimes I feel awfully darn lucky. That could be the vicodin talking though… (don’t ask)