Let's Go Crazy

So, I’m pretty new to the whole blog thing. I’ve just recently realized that there is a whole world of blogs out there that I’ve been missing out on. Cooking blogs, parenting blogs, decorating blogs, there are even blogs about blogging! Well, mine isn’t going to be anything new to the blogging world; it’s simply a blog about my daily life.

I know you're thinking why would anyone want to read a blog about this girl’s life? Well, mainly because my life is just like yours, so when you read about my four year old that refuses to wear anything on her lower half except leggings, or my eight year old that has such a smart mouth that there are days I wonder exactly what lesson the good Lord above is trying to teach me. Days when I have to refrain from Googling the nearest boarding school that takes elementary age; you will hopefully realize that there are other moms out there that are JUST LIKE YOU.

For my first blog, well, it’s going to be all about me. Shocking, right? My name is Debbie Ware. I am thirty-three years old, I have lived in Elkins since I was relocated here by my mother in 1981 when I was almost three years old. I was born in Tampa, Florida; a fact I relish in, especially when I get to say I was born in the south. It usually works unless my husband is around. He takes just as much pleasure in stating the fact that Florida is not the south as I do in saying I’m from there.

Speaking of my husband, he’s the love of my life. We’ve been together for eleven years, we have three kids, two girls, 8 and 4, and a son who is 22 months. I refuse to say he is almost two because he is my baby and I don’t want to acknowledge the fact that he is almost a toddler. Chad and I met while we were both working at the YMCA. Anyone who knows us will tell you it’s a bit of a fairy tale. I was mildly obsessed with him from the first time I laid eyes on him, which due to many years of L-I-V-I-N, I now can’t even remember. I do recall, however, that his name used to be used as an adjective, and was used as one word. “Wow, that guy is ChadWare hot.” My friends used to laugh at me because when he would come in to the restaurant I worked at in high school, I couldn’t even wait on him. I would make someone else do it while I watched like a stalker in the night on the surveillance video in the back. Yes, he knows all of these things now and married me anyway. So here we are, eleven years later; a house, 3 kids, two dogs, and a split rail fence. I would love to say I have a white picket fence, but it’s just not in the budget right now. Maybe if enough people read this blog I can start getting paid and buy my fence.

I am a teacher at New Life Christian School. People who have known me since high school would probably laugh at that, but I can proudly say I am a born again Christian, which is the most important factor in my life. It has changed me in ways I never thought possible, and for the first time in my life, I’m trying to be a good person. (Definitely still a work in progress.) I have my pastors and my church to thank for that, so if you need a good church, check us out, Rivers of Living Water Ministries on Lincoln Avenue.

Chad works in the marketing department at Davis Memorial Hospital. He used to coach high school football, but that ended last year. Much to my dismay, I think it was a temporary hiatus. What can I say, it’s in his blood. Actually, that’s what he says, and it makes me want to vomit. I’ll save my “I hate when my husband coaches football” rant for another blog. It may take up two.

I’m busy. I teach full time, I am an Independent Director with Thirty-One Gifts part time, hoping to make it a full time job in the future. I do the scheduling and take care of the lessons for our children’s church services; and Chad and I share teaching responsibilities with another couple for our church’s tweens group on Sunday evenings. I coach Girls on the Run at our school. I am facilitating a weekly bible study for our women’s ministry. Oh, and my sister just suckered me into being on some parenting committee at my son’s daycare, which also happens to be her place of employment, and that of my best friend. I have three kids, two dogs, and now I’m writing a blog. Wow, when I write it all out, I realize how crazy it seems.

So, if you like insanity, humor, and every now and then a really great recipe or decorating idea, stay tuned. In the meantime, riddle me this. Am I the only parent in the world whose kids totally ignore almost everything I say? I just told my four year old “No, you cannot play Angry Birds on my phone.” When I look over, sure enough, little birds are being used as cannons on the small screen of my newly purchased smart phone. (Yes, I just arrived in the 21st century). Tell me I’m not alone.