With Every Season, Turn, Turn And All That Jazz

My family is experiencing change.

A few of those changes are happily material. Take, for instance, my father's latest toy. With two daughters properly out of the house and married and Geo's high school commencement leaving just one more secondary education to fund, the man figured it was time for some fun. See all the fun?

Can I just say, how cute is my dad showing off his manly chicken legs and look-at-me-I'm-a-kid-in-a-candy-store grin? That smile is so contagious even my mother rides the darn thing, she who grips the interior door handle and slams the imaginary passenger brake while traveling to the local Jewel via Suburban. In return, my father graciously installed a sissy bar. The perfect picture of marital compromise.

Other transitions are also taking hold. Like, my mom's newfound desire for a tattoo bearing my father's name and Ryan's decision to leave Indiana University in order to pursue cosmetology at Mario Tricoci in Chicago. Her boyfriend, Jason, is also following suit but opting to join the Navy Seals instead. Samantha's husband, Dan, was offered a wonderful opportunity to teach at his old high school, the same place Geo just graduated from, with an equally wonderful pay raise. They plan on purchasing their first home next year.

As for me? I freaking just got married, people! If that's not enough for you, rejoice in the fact that Luke and I canoodled a partial refund from the gazebo to make up for the much lamented Mystery of the Missing Chairs, and Brenda's wrist has healed enough to allow her to resume her rightful place on Enve's cutting-room floor. My appointment is this Saturday, and if that doesn't add an extra skip in your step, I don't know what will.

On second thought, maybe I do--how 'bout sharing my decision to cease all hair coloring in the event a Mini Frema finds its way to my uterus? Not quite as earth-shattering as getting off the pill, but when you see pics of me sporting a crown o' brown in coming months, you'll know it relates more to protecting the health of my possibly unborn child and not so much questionable fashion endeavors. Seeing as I've gone ahead and surrendered my most precious, vain commodity, it only makes sense to stop drinking, too.

Already I'm the epitomy of motherhood.

Internet shout-out alert: Happy Birthday, Betty!

Comments

[Number Twelve]

Holy crap. I knew you're were staying quiet over here for a reason... you and the Mr. are are busy trying to make a baby Frema.

Congrats, congrats!

[Janet]

Congrats! So many wonderful things!

[Lost a Sock]

Ha!! Great entry!! Your dad looks awesome on his new bike. You aren't kidding with all of the change going on!

Just a little fyi, I never stopped coloring my hair. I did it through both pregnancies. Sure, they twitch a little, but other than that they are just fine.

Really, congrats on everything...to everyone!

Edited to add: my word verification answers the burning questions to your religion crisis, and I thought I would share the answer with you: bqakr. Be a Quaker. The end.

[Fraulein N]

Wow, there's changes all around in your neck of the woods. How cute is your dad on his new toy?

[bdogg_mcgee]

As you know, DH and I are also trying to make a little person as well, and, since I like to be prepared, I have been reading pregnancy books like they're going out of style (yes, I'm weird.)

There really is no need to stop coloring your hair if you don't want to--all the books say it's perfectly fine!

Good luck!!!

[Anonymous]

Bleaching your hair during pregnancy is not a good idea but regular dying is fine. Just sometimes when a women is pregnant the hair won't take to color, so you go and color your hair and look pretty during your pregnancy.

[Sambo V.]

Dad is the cutest! ;)

[butterflygirl]

Your dad sports his new ride well.

[LCA]

I'm not religious and I don't want to ahve kids, and I'm not sure I want to be amrried, but I love reading about all such things in your blog. Your life makes me so very happy. Thank you.

[mrs. c (molly's mom)]

Bre, Tell your dad to wear a helmet!!! I'm sure he would like to enjoy his new-found freedom! (that goes for your mom too!) Hey, my letters are a sign too, why are you coo-coo (yrquq)!!!

[auntie betty]

Thanks for the Happy Birthday.
Your dad just cracks me up.
my word verification is burp ryc

You must burp those babies

[Um Ibrahim]

Thanks for reading my blog. You are right. Being out of the loop for a while I was expereincing selective amnesia. I had forgotten how quickly things can become distorted and what it is like to be caught off guard.

[Liz]

Your dad is pretty cute. :)

I loved it when my dad bought a motorcycle... it's so much fun to ride on the back on a nice day. It feels so free!

[geo maayteh]

dear daughter, i am at the firehouse showing the guys your blog. they are making fun of my chicken legs. I dont care because i look good on the motorcycle. love dad

[Frema]

First of all, how cute is my dad for commenting on this entry? This is the first time he's ever left a comment, people. This is huge.

Second, how dorky am I for copying the comment, which was originally posted on Luke's honeymoon entry, and pasting it here?