Tye + Grace = Smiles for me!!!

I am still figuring out this blogging stuff. And really, I don't create much time to figure it out. So, I am afraid that my version of blogging is going to be pretty generic. But I am sitting here looking at a painting that Tye (my husband) did. It is AMAZING!!! He came back last week from 2 weeks in Hawaii.....FOR WORK! Rough, I know. We picked him up early in the morning on Wednesday. We got home, and I still had to get ready for work and head back south (THAT is how early we picked him up)
Aaaaaaaannnnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyyyyywwwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy, he decided that he wanted to spend the day with Grace. She had no objections. Neither did I. I LOVE to watch them when they are together and interacting. It truly is a totally different relationship than Grace and I have, and I CHERISH their relationship. So, I left them to their day, but reminded Tye of the agreement Grace and I recently made. Grace gets to watch 1 hour of TV a day. That is it, no more. Now, to know what a stretch this is, you have to know Graces addiction to TV. Do I have any recovered heroin addicts that are following this blog???? How about recovering alcoholics???? (BTW...YAY If you are recovering!!) If you are not, then I don't know that you can quite understand the undertaking that this is. OR....maybe you can.....if you have kids that are addicted to TV. So....I let Tye know of the agreement, and Grace was on board and all about it. Now, here is the difference between trying to get a kid off TV, and someone else off of crack...... (Well, ok, it isn't the ONLY difference, hell, it isn't even a big one....ok...maybe a bad example) when your kid is addicted to TV...is is most likely because you are either addicted to it yourself, OR you are addicted to them being addicted. Do ya follow? Well, I am a mixture of both. We both are. So, this is detox for us as well. So, to follow with the rule, as best he can, Tye and Grace set out for a day free of TV. Lunch, Park, then what....? Hmmmm..... then Tye decides that he needs to paint something. Not just wants to paint, rather, NEEDS to paint. But, see, we don't have painting supplies. So, they head to Michael's to get what is needed. See, you prally think that what you need to paint is some thick paper, and some sort of paint. You do if you paint like I do. But not if you paint like Tye does. So, two hours, several canvases, multiple brushes, several acrylic tubs of paint and $300.00 later, the painting can begin.

They clear a place in the unfinished, cement part of the basement and get to work.
I am unaware of any of this until I get home from work that evening.
I pull up the driveway, get out of my car and as I get closer to the front door, the music that I was hearing is getting louder and louder. Yup, it is coming from my house.(As if we don't give our neighbors enough reasons to hate us....no church for us, having a hot tub, and friends that come over A LOT) I walk into Bob Marley blaring through the house (I am not complaining). I walk down stairs and see Grace and Tye set up at the painting table, both with their beanie's on their heads, bobbing them to the music. They are so into what they are doing, they have no clue that I am there. It was the best thing I have seen in a LONG time. I LOVED it!!

I have no idea how many couples do their relationships with their kids, and the dynamics that brings. But I have heard of and know of some that compete and compare the relationships they have with their children. I am sad for those people. I am not Tye. There is no way I can have the same relationship with Grace. He brings things out in her that I will never be able to. And it is because he is who he is and he brings his own special ingredients to the relationship. I am SO grateful for his relationship with her and how his influence on her is a huge part of who she is. Cuz, I love her. She is the best person I know. So basic math would tell one that I then LOVE him, and he is the best person I know as well..... Man, I am L-U-C-K-Y!!!

Soon, I will post about my amazing and epic trek I will be taking to Greece and Italy....49 days left.....


-Alisa....*poof*

Boulter trouBle

Wanna hear a funny story? This is about my last name. Some of you may already know this because I mentioned it on a note on Facebook. But for those of you that still live in 2002, and either dont know what Facebook is, OR still have chosen not to "drink the punch", here is the story for the first time.
When Tyler and I got married, someone (and I still dont know who) gave us some blocks with letters on them. One day I was going through the loot that we gathered, and came across this gift. I pulled the blocks out, looked at them, and quite honestly I thought....."Well, this is kind of a dumb gift..." (So sorry if the gift giver is reading this) I could only tell that the blocks spelled t-r-o-u-b-l-e. Um, ok.....why would someone have the idea that we are trouble? Do they think that we arent going to last? (HA, IN YOUR FACE, 10 YEARS LATER) Whatever, they are kind of cute. So I put them on our entertainment center. About 3 1/2 years later, my mom was over visiting me at our apartment. She just casually said "Oh, that is cute, those blocks spell trouble too". Just as I am about to tell her that I didnt know who gave them to us and why they would call our holy union "trouble", I stopped and thought "she said TOO." So I looked at her and said "huh"? And she said "That is cute that BOULTER spells TROUBLE too." OH MY GOSH!!! I looked at my mom and just started laughing. I coudnt stop. She looked at me with a very perplexed look on her face. And I told her the story. For over 3 years, it NEVER occured to me that those blocks spelled my new last name. And in MY defense (I know, I am grabbing on to ANYTHING that I can) no one else ever mentioned anything. So they didnt figure it out either. Nor did my husband, and he had that last name for 24 years!!! AND, I have never had a last name the so obviously spelled out another word. See, I said OBVIOUSLY. I am sure that Schmidt spells out into something else....but its going to take some work. Try it, let me know what you come up with. So that is pretty much the main reason why I have titled our blog page as Boulter Trouble. Oh, and I want to thank my Mom for not letting me live this down, even 7 years later. XOXOXOXO

So this is Blogging...?

So, this is blogging huh? This isnt new to me. Well, at least the concept of it isnt new. The ACT of blogging....well, THAT is new. So here we are, or rather, here I am, at 1 in the morning deciding that I will join the blogging world.
Here is the purpose of my blog.....at least in this moment. My life isnt really very interesting. Heck, it is barely ordinary. And even though I think that I am pretty dang profound most of the time ( I even made up a word on Friday) and I think that most people would want to hear what I have to say, I TOTALLY know that the possibilities of those two statements being true, are slim to none. However, JUST IN CASE the gap between slim to none is not as big as I thought, I decided that I would document the going ons (almost another word that I made up) in the life of me and my cute family. And just for kicks, I will add some thoughts I may have about certain issues as they arise.

Prepare to be mildly ammused.