Ah. The World Wide Web.

For many years, months, weeks, days, I have been hoping my husband would bring me home a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

Tonight he brought home the next best thing:  The World Wide Web.

You know what happens when you don't have an Internet connection?

A lot.

Seriously.  You can get lots of stuff done.  Truly.  You should try it.

Could it be that the Internet is a colossal waste of time?

I might be on to something.

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On to the questions and answers post!

I am going to try to answer them all, but not in one post.

That would be excessive.

From Shannon:

If you can do it without giving the names away, how did you decide what to name your children?

Sweet Pea's name was determined to be a short, one-syllable name.   Our last name is truly long and has 4 syllables, so we thought giving her something simple was the least we could do.

Her name was between Claire and the name we chose.  The Lumberjack made the final decision right after she was born

Daisy Mae's name is a strange name of which no one has ever heard of and lots of people think she is a boy.

It is 2-syllables, so apparently we no longer felt the need to be kind to our children regarding their endless last name.

We chose it because it was the only name we both said, "sure" to.

The boys names were the hardest.  I know I have shared this before, but Lumberjacks are uber difficult when it comes to picking out a boy name.

His contributions?

Tuck

Gunther

Chick

Link

If you like any of the above names, I mean you no ill-will.

After I threatened to dress him in clothes from the GAP, he came to see the light and we chose sensible names for both the boys.

Who each have a 2-syllable name.

Fact:  Lumberjill has no beef with The Gap.  But Lumberjack does.

Even Funner Fact:  Thanks to Handsome Dude, we don't have any beef at all!

(That was an inside joke for peeps who have read this blog for a fortnight or seven.)

What’s your favorite “date” after getting married?

I thoroughly enjoyed our entire Cancun vacation.  I blogged all about it and you can find it starting here.

Is LucyFur being trained as a hunting dog?

I don't think this thought has even permeated my husband's mind.

Let's keep it that way.

From Namacura

Hola! What is your favorite holiday memory with your children?

For the love of Pete, Namacura!

It's Holla!  Not Hola.

Sheesh, Amiga. 

Sheesh.

I really like decorating the Christmas tree with the kids. This may come as a shock to you, but my husband isn't the least bit festive.  So as the kids have gotten older, I have had more fun getting into the spirit of things.

Would you like to hear a story about my husband and decorating?

Each year since we wed, I have asked him to hang outdoor Christmas lights.  And he refuses.

He's such a snooty-pants.

One year, I called him from the store and informed him that this was the year he would be making his lighting debut. 

Me:  I am at the store.  I am buying lights.

David:  Whatever, Taylor.

Me:  How many strands should I get?

David:  Um.  Zero.

Me:  No.  We are doing this.

David.  We don't have any electricity on the outside of the house.

Me:  Seriously?

David:  Yes.

Me:  Fine.  But next year is the year.

David:  Whatever, Taylor.

So, I was distraught and dismayed and drove home.  As I was driving, I had an epiphany.

Yes.  An epiphany.

And as soon as I came home, I let him in on the epiphany, too.

Me:  Um.  YOU ARE AN ELECTRICIAN.

David:  Yeah.  I can't believe you fell for that one.

Me:  How long would it take you to hook up the outside electricity?

David:  20 minutes tops.

Me:  Can you PLEASE do it?

David:  Taylor.  Look outside.  What is on the house?

He had a point, friends.  He had a point.

You see, dear readers, we were in the process of building our home.  And we had not a bit of siding on the house.  Just lovely white paper that read:

"TYVEK  TYVEK  TYVEK  TYVEK."

David:  Nothing says "Christmas" like illuminating "Tyvek."

I will have you know that I still have never had Christmas lights.

From Katie

Hmmm…real question…let’s see. What’s a funny dating/early marriage story that you haven’t shared with us?

When we were first dating, we were always leaving little gifts for each other on each other's windshields while we were at work.

These were nice gifts, man!

Like, I would get flowers and a gift certificate to somewhere.

I would like to state for the record that my windshield has been a barren wasteland for 10 years.

But that is neither here nor there.

Once during this era of mass gift-giving, I noticed David was a little miffed at me.

Me:  Is something wrong?

David:  Well, I think it was kind of rude that you didn't thank me for the flowers the other night.

Me:  What flowers?

David:  The flowers I left on your car!

Me:  I didn't get flowers!

David:  Well, I left them for you.

After many minutes of hurting feelings and bitterness, I had a moment of clarity.

Me:  David.  Did you know that someone else who works near me has the same exact car as me?  And she usually parks across the street.  Is that where you put the flowers?

David:  Oh.  Maybe.

Me:  Hmmm.

David:  Well.  At least she knows I love her.

From Vicki B

What were you going to major in at college? How did Mr. Lumberjack end up an electrician?

I majored in elementary ed and I did graduate with my degree.

Which thorougly explains why Daisy Mae writes the number that comes after 29 like this: Eo

Mr. Lumberjack started off in school to be a teacher as well. 

Then he went into computers.

Then he decided to throw caution to the wind and become an electrical apprentice for . . . wait for it . . .

$6 an hour.

Those were meager times, folks.  Meager times.

Good thing I donned a hairnet daily and brought home the bacon.

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Alright!  That's all for tonight.  Thanks for the questions!

Happy Thursday!

PS- I was informed by The Musician's Wife  that I was nominated for this Blogging Contest of Top Mom Blogs, so if you would like to vote, I would be much obliged.

Attention Mom and Dad:  You must click on the words "Blogging Contest."  You will be redirected.  Do not be alarmed.  It will be ok.

I think I am around #88.

Thank you.