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Kate, who?

28 Mar

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On Sunday, Brian and I attended a brunch celebrating the 5oth wedding anniversary of his extended family members, Roberta and Larry. It was exactly what you would expect from such an event, a room filled with lots of love, laughter, tears and screaming kids.

Thankfully, they served mimosas and thankfully Brian’s parents, Steve & Zina and Aunt and Uncle, Carole & Michael, sat at a table with us. They are a seriously fun bunch, each one of them comes equipped with their own wicked sense of humor. They have always made me feel accepted, appreciated and loved. Believe me, I know how lucky I am; I’ve heard horror stories from people who dislike their future family.

They are also incredibly generous toward me, treating me as if I was their own. Early in our relationship, they brought me along on a family vacation to Nicaragua for Zina’s 60th birthday. Pretty nice, huh? I fell in love with his parents somewhere between the late night games of cards with his Dad and the drinks by the pool with his Mom. They are a solid family and my life has been made richer by having them in my life.

Toward the end of the 50th anniversary brunch, Roberta, the guest of honor, gave a speech, during which she thanked everyone for being there, including the Glodney’s- Steve, Zina, Michael, Carol, Brian & Kate. When I heard the name Kate coupled with Glodney, I thought, who? Seriously, for a split second, I thought who are they talking about?? Then I realized, oh, she meant me. I’m the Kate Glodney she’s talking about.

Well, not officially yet but I guess the crossover has begun. I am considered part of the Glodney family now, a family I am honored to be part of but it still feels kinda strange.

With all the wedding planning hoopla, I hadn’t really being doing much thinking about the whole name changing thing. Part of me thinks there is something so archaic about it. I mean, why doesn’t Brian just take my last name? Brian McClafferty. HA. I also think it’s funny for anyone to have to change their name. I mean, why? I thought about hyphenating it but I think Kate McClafferty-Glodney is a bit much.

Then I got to thinking about when we have kids and how I want our home to be a home of Glodney’s. I want us to walk in the room and be “The Glodney’s”. I want us to be a team.

So, yes, after doing some thinking, I’ve decided that I am going to change my name. Kate Glodney. It has a nice ring to it right?

What are all of your thoughts on the name changing thing? Did you? Would you?

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How much can we pack into 5 days?

5 Aug

Whew! The last five days have been quite a whirlwind. My cousin Brooke and her two seriously adorable little ones, Kennedy and Jameson, came to stay with me while Brian was out-of-town (he was off hiking the backwoods of Yosemite like the mountain man he is).

Brooke is like a sister to me and getting to spend quality time with her and the kids is a treat- we played, we swam, we bbq’d, we did facials, we watched movies, we danced (Jameson can really shake it) and we spent a day at Disneyland- the most magical place on earth for everyone…but me!  I kinda feel like a horrible human for admitting that- I mean who doesnt’ like Disneyland?!? Only a soulless person, right? That place just tires me out, man. I find waiting in insanely long lines in extreme heat…painful. I find the sound of Disney princesses’ voices irritating. I find having to pay 30 bucks for a churro, hurtful. I find crowds anxiety inducing. I mean…where’s the Xanax? The whole place makes me feel like I am being slowly tortured. BUT, I love those two kids more than life so off to Disneyland I went.  I even wore a crown at lunch. A CROWN. I’d like to think my complaining was kept to a minimum, but, then again, I’m sure Brooke would have a different take.

I will admit that it was nice to see Disneyland through the kids eyes. They were both totally wowed by everything (I mean Ariel from The Little Mermaid spoke to us for christ’s sake!) and it’s nice to be present in the joy of it all. I also have to admit that every time I spend extended periods of time with small children in general I always end up thinking…huh…maybe I can wait a few more years till I do this whole baby thing. I mean babies are no joke. They are soooo hard to please. Like what the? They also like to wake up super early! And they are ready to party the first second they wake up. It’s a bit alarming. The small ones also really like to touch everything in the house. You gotta keep your eye on those ones.

But I survived (with only one broken glass) and was heavyhearted to see them go. I mean how often does one get to come home to a million post-it notes decorating the front door to welcome you home? Especially when one of the notes depicts you dancing under a disco ball.

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