Thursday, January 29, 2009
We are off!
By tomorrow at this time we will be on a plane heading to the tropics. All will be quiet here at the "Thomberg Times" in the week ahead. Perhaps, just maybe, you can get a glimpse of what the Twinners are up to over at Koenig Park. Cindy and family will be loving up the kiddos in our absence and if she has a free minute, maybe she will post.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Rocking Chairs!
Last time we visited Grandpa David and Nana Chris for a Sunday family supper, Marly and Dean got rocking chairs to bring home!
Colorful nursery squares courtesy of Heidi Hagel Braid & Mark!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Jamaica - Then and Now
We leave in one week and I recogonize a lot has changed in five years...
Five years ago I took a nap when we arrived at our resort. I was exhausted from our wonderful wedding. This time around, I will probably take a nap because I am exhausted by two toddlers.
Five years ago, I wore bikini's that bared a mid-riff. One bikini was white with cute red cherries on it. This time around I have swim suit separates from Land's End that hide my pooch of stretched out stomach skin created by said toddlers while in the womb.
Five years ago, I was small chested, but felt comfortable in my padded bikini tops. This time around, I am embarrassed by my even flatter, deflated chest, which is the end result of breast feeding said toddlers for the first year of their life.
Five years ago, I tried every tropical cocktail, drank beer, drank wine, and ate and ate. This time around I plan to try every tropical cocktail AGAIN, drink MORE beer, drink MORE wine, and eat and eat.
Five years ago, I accidentally spilled an entire glass of red wine on another honeymooning guest in white pants at dinner. This time around I desperately hope I don't need to offer to pay for another guests dry cleaning.
Five years ago, Kelly drove us to the airport in the early morning. She lived with us at the time. I did not know our final destination until we arrived at the airport. This time around we are staying overnight at Brett and Rachel's the night before we leave. Rachel is driving us to the airport in the VERY early morning, while Brett, Marly and Dean continue to slumber snug in their beds. This time around, we will be in Jamaica WITH Kelly for her wedding.
Five years ago, we spent a week. This time around, only five days are feasible.
Five years ago, I was a newlywed. This time around I am a mommy.
Five years ago, I arrived with a tan. This time around I have not had time to go to the tanning booth and hope I don't burn my Minnesota white skin. My hope is to return with a tan.
Five years ago I weighed more then this time around!
Five years ago AND this time around, I was/am excited to lay on the beach, swim in the ocean, walk in the sand, and relax with my dear husband Mark! I suspect I will appreciate and relish my time with Mark even more THIS TIME AROUND!
Five years ago I took a nap when we arrived at our resort. I was exhausted from our wonderful wedding. This time around, I will probably take a nap because I am exhausted by two toddlers.
Five years ago, I wore bikini's that bared a mid-riff. One bikini was white with cute red cherries on it. This time around I have swim suit separates from Land's End that hide my pooch of stretched out stomach skin created by said toddlers while in the womb.
Five years ago, I was small chested, but felt comfortable in my padded bikini tops. This time around, I am embarrassed by my even flatter, deflated chest, which is the end result of breast feeding said toddlers for the first year of their life.
Five years ago, I tried every tropical cocktail, drank beer, drank wine, and ate and ate. This time around I plan to try every tropical cocktail AGAIN, drink MORE beer, drink MORE wine, and eat and eat.
Five years ago, I accidentally spilled an entire glass of red wine on another honeymooning guest in white pants at dinner. This time around I desperately hope I don't need to offer to pay for another guests dry cleaning.
Five years ago, Kelly drove us to the airport in the early morning. She lived with us at the time. I did not know our final destination until we arrived at the airport. This time around we are staying overnight at Brett and Rachel's the night before we leave. Rachel is driving us to the airport in the VERY early morning, while Brett, Marly and Dean continue to slumber snug in their beds. This time around, we will be in Jamaica WITH Kelly for her wedding.
Five years ago, we spent a week. This time around, only five days are feasible.
Five years ago, I was a newlywed. This time around I am a mommy.
Five years ago, I arrived with a tan. This time around I have not had time to go to the tanning booth and hope I don't burn my Minnesota white skin. My hope is to return with a tan.
Five years ago I weighed more then this time around!
Five years ago AND this time around, I was/am excited to lay on the beach, swim in the ocean, walk in the sand, and relax with my dear husband Mark! I suspect I will appreciate and relish my time with Mark even more THIS TIME AROUND!
A Wedding on the Beach!
In just over a week Mark and I will be on a plane destined for Negril, Jamaica! Can you believe it! We are headed to our own honeymoon site of 5 years ago for Mark's sister's destination wedding this February 1st. 
Mark will be walking his only sister down the beach/aisle for the ceremony, and I will be standing up as her Matron of Honor.
We will be leaving cold Minnesota behind and look forward to sunning our selves in the the beach chairs pictured!
Not to worry, Marly and Dean will be well cared for and loved by Brett and Rachel, and The Koenig Family while we are away. I am so grateful to Rachel and Cindy, and I know they are in the best hands a mom could choose. I always wonder if the Twinners want to come home from the Koenig's, when I know they get so spoiled there. A dog, and kids, and sleds, and snow, and activities, and fun, and space to run.....oh my!
In the mean time, Mark and I are going to enjoy time with Marly and Dean this weekend and need to start packing. I still need to get some fancy flip flops or sandals to wear with my beautiful bright blue silk chiffon J Crew bridesmaid dress!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Fresh Air!
For five days last week the kids did not leave the house. They simply had no reason to go outside into the bitter 20 below Minnesota cold, so best to stay in. Last Saturday they finally got some fresh air and a sled ride. Toddlers look so darn funny tromping about in their cold weather get up!
Keep pulling mommy! We only look like we are freezing our butts off.
Keep pulling mommy! We only look like we are freezing our butts off. Monday, January 19, 2009
Marley & Marly
Mark and I were very fortunate to get my Dad to come babysit on Saturday night. We were itching to get out ALONE, and itching to sit in a dark movie theater and relax together. The only movie option that interested us playing at a conducive time was "Marley and Me." Anything heavy or disheartening was out of the running. We wanted a show that was substance free and simple. "Marley and Me" fit the playbill.
So, that leads me to 'Marley' the dog. Everyone reading my blog knows my daughter has the same name, with a slight variation in spelling. Most of you know my 'Marly' is NOT named after a dog in a best selling book or box office hit movie. My daughter is also NOT named after the famous Jamaican reggae artist for whom the dog is named. Occasionally, strangers have asked if Marly is named after Bob Marley. Mostly, this makes me smile. Do I look like a woman who would name their daughter after a man whose name is synonymous with pot? Not so much. Do I smell like patchouli? Not so much. Do I like Bob Marley? Sure! The man is a musical GENIOUS!I own a CD I purchased in college. But, our dear little 'Marly' is named after my mom, minus an 's'. (Which most of you already know!)
Actually, Mark and I decided before we ever got married, if we had a daughter, she would bear this name. The desicion on the name came prior to any discussion to actually reproduce. So, there you have it....
This past Christmas my Dad gave the Twinners a card. Scrawled in his classic, neat, beautiful, textbook style cursive writing was, "Dean and Marlys". Old habits die hard. Really, it just makes me think Marly's namesake is floating amongst us more often then we ever realize.
So, that leads me to 'Marley' the dog. Everyone reading my blog knows my daughter has the same name, with a slight variation in spelling. Most of you know my 'Marly' is NOT named after a dog in a best selling book or box office hit movie. My daughter is also NOT named after the famous Jamaican reggae artist for whom the dog is named. Occasionally, strangers have asked if Marly is named after Bob Marley. Mostly, this makes me smile. Do I look like a woman who would name their daughter after a man whose name is synonymous with pot? Not so much. Do I smell like patchouli? Not so much. Do I like Bob Marley? Sure! The man is a musical GENIOUS!I own a CD I purchased in college. But, our dear little 'Marly' is named after my mom, minus an 's'. (Which most of you already know!)
Actually, Mark and I decided before we ever got married, if we had a daughter, she would bear this name. The desicion on the name came prior to any discussion to actually reproduce. So, there you have it....
This past Christmas my Dad gave the Twinners a card. Scrawled in his classic, neat, beautiful, textbook style cursive writing was, "Dean and Marlys". Old habits die hard. Really, it just makes me think Marly's namesake is floating amongst us more often then we ever realize.
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