Privacy vs. Email

You may remember a recent post of mine where I mentioned that you could sign up to get email notifications of any new posts (if you didn't read it yet, feel free to now and come back to this when you're done). Well, it turns out that in order to have that service work --you actually receive emails from me when I've posted something new, I have to make my blog public. That means that anyone who knows the address is able to view anything I post. Since this blog is not meant to be public and I intend to share very private things here, that makes me uncomfortable. I mean, I don't plan on sharing super-duper intimate things, but I want control over who sees my posts. I feel uncomfortable knowing that anyone could be reading my words and I wouldn't know it.

I really wanted you to get emails when I post something new because though the stuff is private, I write it with my close friends and family in mind. I mean, I write about stuff that I want you to know. And, if you weren't going to get an email about it, how often would you remember to go look yourself? I know I would forget. Several people have expressed intense interest in reading what I'm writing, so it felt like I was letting people down--with not having the emails go out.

In doing a little bit of research, I found a tool within Blogger that will send an email to up to 10 people when I post something new. I went and looked at my Reader list, and I only have 10 people on there, so this is going to be my (temporary) solution. I automatically added all of you to the email list which will hopefully mean that you get an email notification each time there's a new post. (I imagine that'll be once a week or so.) This is my first post since then, so I'm praying this works.

If I ever get more than 10 Readers (you can have up to 100), I'm not sure what I'll do about email notifications, but I'll have to think about that at that point. If you are one of my ten Readers and would prefer to not get email notifications (for any reason!) please just send me a note and I'll remove you. No hard feelings. I'm not trying to push myself onto anyone, just trying to make it easy for those that would like it to be. Promise me you'll be honest about that.

Spofford Birthday Day/Lake Day, June 2011

The Spofford family is big on celebrations. We get together over 17 times each year for a variety of purposes/events and with a variety of different sections of the family! 

One of my favorite things is go to Seth's uncle's house on Granbury Lake. We meet out there twice each summer to spend time boating, swimming, and celebrating birthdays. (Anyone under 21 and over 65 gets a gift, the rest of us just get a card.) The day is a full one, usually including two meals, several gifts, and lots of people--11 adults and 5 kids, most times. I took my camera this last time and was intentional about capturing some shots of the day. Enjoy!

Austin and Daddy taking a swim just off the dock. Austin had a hat on most of the time during swimming, but I took it off for this photo. Does that make me a bad mom? (Looking at this picture, I wonder why I got in the water. yuck.)

Drying off post-swim... I love how that towel looks in photos, so I was inspired to keep on snapping photos!

And this large shade tree did wonders for lighting. I'm not a photography person, but I couldn't turn off the camera I loved the lighting so much!

Attack of the monster baby!

Look at those Baby Blues! (Which he gets from his Daddy, not his Momma.)

The smoker in the background is cooking our dinner. And, again, I just couldn't help snapping pictures!

He's a huge fan of those two fingers. (again, loving the towel in this shot)

There's something very Forrest Gump about my son from the back. I love it!

And he has one monster cowlick! Even when he had barely any hair, it was there, all curled around to the right.

"Mom, seriously. Please stop?" I can't! the lighting and towel are too good!!!

All the kiddos. 2nd cousins (C & J), Austin, 1st cousins (T, D, & I) (We gave that suit to Delaney for her birthday and I LOVE that she showed up that day wearing it.)

You Can't Go Home Again

The House I Grew Up In

Every time I heard this phrase growing up, I never understood what it meant. I'd think "Of course you can. Just go. If it's still there, of course you can go home again." But now that I've lived away from home (permanently, only visiting for a few days at a time while living out of suitcases) for 8 years, and having recently made my first trip home in 3 years, I know exactly what that phrase means.

You can't go home again. I mean, you can physically visit, but the places, people, experiences will be different because you are different. 'You' have changed; 'Home' has changed. Two changed things coming together again means that things won't be the same. That's what the phrase is about.... That you can never go back to what it was like when that place was actually your home.

Sure, it's great to see family, friends, places, and events that you haven't experienced in awhile, but it won't feel the same. It somehow feels new while feeling old at the same time. Almost like Deja Vu! It feels "perhaps imagined." It feels sad and happy and lonely and overwhelming and nostalgic and might make you want to move back home just as much as wish you could be home again.... In your current home. Where you'll go back to when vacation is over.

I recently went back to WI for the first time in nearly 3 years (2 years, 10 months to be exact), and I felt recharged going there. I had thoughts of how wonderful it was when I was there. But then, inevitably, you start to remember all the reasons you left 'home' in the first place. (If you left home, that is. If not, this doesn't apply to you.) I was left missing more than my own bed. I was missing my friends, my dog, my car, my towels, my neighbors, my computer, my church, my everything. And I realized that I didn't quite fit back there. I mean, everyone was wonderful about my entire trip--my visits with people were as good as I could have hoped for, but then I realize that they've all moved on, and it's my time to do the same. Back to my home. Which is currently in Dallas, TX.

I do plan on making the journey back to WI every other summer, though, because it's important to me that Austin know where his Momma's from, even if we don't live there. I want him to know my cousins, his cousins, (great-)grandparents, and his great aunts/uncles. It's important to me that he know he's part Cheesehead. Even if he was born (and currently is being raised in) Lonestar country. And, I want him to know what it's like for me when I go home again.

Austin doing a little modeling of his new Cheesehead we bought him!

WI Vacation, June 2011: Days #6, 7, and flight home

Friday morning, while Austin was sleeping, Seth and I headed out to do some exploring in Eau Claire. I had heard that a lot of places had grown or changed since I'd been home, so I wanted to see for myself. Our first stop, though, was at Shopko (which is like Kmart or Target), and we totally hit the jackpot! All of their Brewers, Packers, and Badgers stuff was on sale, so we completely stocked up. That's where we got Austin's Cheesehead (it's a baby size), my new Packer's Superbowl Champion shirt, a water bottle for me (Have I ever mentioned how addicted I am to water bottles?), a Brewers romper for Austin, thank you gifts for our two hosts during our stay, and a few other miscellaneous items.

After Shopko, I had wanted to go to the mall, but we didn't have time. We did, however, make a quick trip to Michaels. I picked up some stickers while Seth did a 'store visit.' It was overall a fabulous outing, but it was also just really nice to have some time just the two of us.

We had lunch with my grandma and aunt, and then headed to Colfax for the Colfax Free Fair to meet up with a friend and take Austin on his Merry-Go-Round. My mom's always jokingly called it the Colfax World's Fair. It's quite small, and I had a blast messing with Seth's head all week as to what to expect. Austin even wore Colfax colors--red and white! :-)

First thing, we got a bottle of water while waiting for Gail (and sister and niece) to arrive, and I saw this sign. Woohoo! Finally an explanation! I feel like it's a regional thing, or something, but people down here always talk about funnel cakes, and I respond with (because I don't know what a funnel cake is) "Is that like an Elephant Ear?" And here, at the Colfax Fair was my answer!

After sitting and talking with Gail and Robyn for awhile, we decided to go play a few games (for Austin's sake and Julia's (Gail's neice) sake. Austin reached for the ducks quite well, but had a hard time actually picking them up. We picked up the ones he seemed to 'choose,' and he won a pretty sweet prize!

After playing a few games, we go back to the picnic table to feed Austin, and decide to get some food for ourselves. My mom meets us for dinner, and afterwards agrees to help take pictures of Austin's first Merry-Go-Round ride. He had a great time, but like Momma and Daddy, was ready to go home. We were hot, tired, and fairly dirty from all the dusty dirt. One of my big regrets from this day is that I didn't take a picture of Austin with Gail. Well, not an official one, anyways... That's her arm in the background!

Isn't he just the smiley-est baby ever!?

After a shower, we changed into jammies and pretty much went straight to bed. We spent the next morning cleaning up, packing, putting Grandma's house back in order, etc. My parents picked us up, took us to lunch and then it was off to the airport. Pretty much immediately after they pulled away, we learned we had a 2 hour delay. Boo! Austin was a MESS the entire delay and it was all we could do to keep him managed. But, he must have got all his crying out during those two hours, because as soon as we got on the plane, he crashed. We were fortunate enough to be in a row that was three seats wide, with one empty, and so this is how he spent the majority of the flight.

Seth's dad picked us up at the airport after having dropped Georgia Mae at our house (that's where she spent the week--with Seth's parents) and turned the AC back down to reasonable levels. It was still HOT when we got home, and I don't think the AC stopped running all night, but we did save money by having turned it up while we were gone.

Overall it was a great trip and I look forward to going back again (hopefully) in the summer of 2013! Love you Wisconsin!

WI Vacation, June 2011: Day #6

Day #6, Thursday, was a relaxing morning and then a day spent at my parents' house. We watched tv, played games (Tip-It and Yahtzee), grilled out and ate on the patio before they took us back to grandma's house. We got back just in time to clean up in order to go to dinner at my friend's house. I didn't get a single picture while there, but we had a fabulous time! Despite Austin's complete meltdown due to our having forgotten formula!!

He's definitely a LaPean--driving CASE already!

...and loving every minute!

After we ate lunch, Austin was loving sitting in this chair by himself and decided to ham-it-up for the camera and I was a most willing picture-taker!

"Woah. That's a big dog!"

"He loves me!"

"He's funny... where did he go!?"

"Is he back here?"

Daddy's temporary solution for fussiness.

I asked my parents to pose for a few pictures, and we insisted on them getting one with their dogs. That's Jake on the left (about 9 years old) and Duque on the right (about 3 years old).

And then they agreed to pose with Austin, but he'd already been 'posed out.'