The Henderson Family Chronicles

In honor of our tenth anniversary this week: Just read this article... I think I disagree with most of it. If the only thing your children see in your marriage is gushy sweet stuff, they'll have no idea what a real marriage is. Real marriage is about disagreeing AND working it out. It's fighting AND forgiving. if all they see is the good they'll be awfully sad and confused when they get married. They'll feel like failures, and like their marriage is doomed because they'll have NO idea that their parents fought and made up, disagreed and accepted, and compromised. I'm not condoning screaming matches in front of the kids, but let them see you frustrated, let them see you work it out. They'll learn how to apologize, they'll learn about healthy relationships. But that's just my two bits. I also believe that the worst marriage advice ever given is to "never go to bed mad". But that's a story for another day.

It's not really important, but because it will be fascinating to look back at later, I record a list of my current favorite songs (with the potential to be added to over the next week or so): Cupid - Daniel Powter Some Nights - Fun. Everybody Talks - Neon Trees Home - Phillip Phillips Ho Hey - The Lumineers The A Team - Ed Sheeran 50 Ways to Say Goodbye - Train Landslide - Any Version: Fleetwood Mac, Dixie Chicks, Glee Does the Journey Seem Long - Mormon Tab Safe and Sound - Taylor Swift It's Time - Imagine Dragons Wanted - Hunter Hayes  (OMGolly, he is such a cute little boy!!!!) Hall of Fame - The Script and Will.i.am  - Watch the Video!!! Feel Again - OneRepublic As Long as You Love Me - Biebs (I know, I know - But listen to the words, especially in the chorus!!!)

Garsh. I don't really know where to begin. You know that this is going to be a killer long post, right? My computer (laptop) has been unusable due to power cord issues. It's old, for a laptop. Like 5 years old. (At the beginning of paragraph 2 of this post, I've already lost power twice, and had to wait for it to restart. By the beginning of paragraph 4 I got sick of it and went and found Andrew's computer.) The laptop downstairs that serves as our "family desktop" is over 6 years old, and the sound card is nearly dead, and the whole thing runs like molasses in January. In a particularly cold year. Andrew was unemployed, and that left us super busy with important things like eating copious amounts of ice cream while watching Man Vs Wild. He was completely unemployed, and we were feeling pretty hopeless until Halloween. He got offered an on-call job at Good Samaritan, a skilled nursing facility (nursing home) that he had worked at before going to Pocatello. H...