Thursday, August 15, 2013
Thursday, September 27, 2012
My mamaw isn't doing well. She hasn't been doing well since I was pregnant with Chloe, but has held in there and God has given us more time with her. All day I haven't been able to get her off my mind. I have had a constant sad feeling and I think I've spent the whole day praying in my head. But as I reflect on her life up until this point I can't help but smile as I think what she has meant to my life, the lessons she has taught me, and the gifts she has given me.
The majority of my memories with Mamaw are tied to my papaw who went to heaven in 2003. I love thinking back to all the big family "get togethers" I experienced as a child (even though I can't help but feel sad my children won't experience the same) in Mississippi. The memories of riding three wheelers, playing with dogs, watching baby chickens hatch, fishing for catfish (and the ever elusive white catfish!), staying up late with my cousin Will, chewing double mint gum, and being told I eat like a bird by my mamaw:). What I experienced as a child was what true family was all about. Getting together no matter how inconvenient, sleeping on couches and floors just so we could all be together, and having my grandparents and aunts let us stay in Mississippi for a week without our parents (the ultimate fun!)...now as a parent, I realize just what an undertaking that was!
Saturday, February 4, 2012
To get back into blogging I will take the tagging challenge my friend Valerie tagged me in (check out her blog at http://iamdaughterdogdreams.blogspot.com/).
Here are the rules: 1. Post these rules. 2. You must post 11 random things about yourself. 3. Answer the questions set for you in their post. 4. Create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer. 5. Go to their blog and tell them you've tagged them. 6. No stuff in the tagging section about you are tagged if you are reading this. You legitimately have to tag 11 people.
BUT since I don't have many "followers" or friends who blog, I challenge anyone who blogs and reads this to answer my questions and play along (some call this cheating, I call this not being technology savvy!).
So we'll start with my 11 random facts...
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Cheesy song (I know) and (hopefully) I haven't HAD the time of my life, I am currently HAVING the time of my life. And it all began almost three years ago.
In a little over two weeks John and I will celebrate three years of marriage. Three BUSY years. What have we done in 3 years? Here's a synopsis...
-bought a house
-went through major surgery (me)
-bought a new car
-AND (drum roll please...) will introduce a new baby into this world in 19 days of less (but who's counting)
And these three years have flown by. It's true that time flies when you're having fun, it flies when you're raising children, it flies when you're happily married, it flies up until you're less than three weeks away from having a baby and then time drags...
I sometimes wish time would slow down (as in I can't believe my first baby is about to be 4!), but in the meantime there is no one I'd rather be spending my time with than John (although he might not agree that he wants to spend all his time with me this last month of pregnancy HA!). So here is to a whole lot more years together (ummm I'm thinking forever) and a lot more fun. However if we slow down some, I won't complain:)!
I love you, John.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
So far the spawn of John has left me gripping the toilet for the last 4 weeks. I am seeing a light at the end of the tunnel though and have been successfully keeping down food for the last 48 hours. This pregnancy is so different from when I was pregnant with Cooper, but then again my life is so different from when I was pregnant with Cooper.
Cooper is a all grown-up now (or so he thinks...). He makes me laugh all the time and he makes me crazy all the time. He's really into Thomas (still) and he can play with his trains for hours. I'm pretty sure he will be an engineer like John when he grows up...just one that works on trains and not for Trane.
Jaylyn is almost my height and gorgeous (I might be biased, but all my friends tell me all the time how pretty she is so I'm sure it's true). John and I both live in fear of the teen years that are sure to begin, but Jaylyn sure is fun right now. She is such a funny girl!
There is my catch-up blog effort. I realize it was boring, but I had to catch-up before I could blog all the juicy stuff:-).
Friday, August 20, 2010
Your love is better than ice cream
Better then anything else that I've tried
And your love is better than ice cream
Everyone here knows how to fight
-Sarah McLachlan Ice Cream
The above lyrics are from one of my favorite Sarah McLachlan songs. I use to love this song...it was on all my favorite cassettes and later on all my burned cds. I loved it, my friends loved it, my sister and I loved it until a guy I dated in college heard it. He turned to me and asked me if I loved him more than I loved ice cream. And I didn't. And I told him that. And then I quit listening to that song...especially around guys I was dating.
In all fairness to this guy I LOVE ice cream. My love for ice cream started when I was younger and my mom would make homemade ice cream that would cause me extreme brain freeze because I would eat it too fast. My love for ice cream grew even more when I became a runner and realized I could eat anything I wanted without gaining weight (yes you can hate me now if you want).
But what really solidified my love for ice cream was when a Brusters appeared a mile from my parent's house the summer after my sophomore year in college. It was love at first sight for me. That was the summer my sister taught me how to enjoy long runs so we would accomplish a 6-8 mile run and reward ourselves with ice cream. Around this time we discovered Brusters rain policy which is if it is raining you get a second scoop free. From that point forward that summer if we saw even a storm cloud we were headed to Brusters. Life was good that summer...
I am also reminded when I think about ice cream of all the dinosaur kids sundaes at Brusters I took the boys I babysat for to get. Because no one really appreciates a meal centered around ice cream more then kids. Except for my kid...who hates ice cream. It makes no sense, but I still order Cooper ice cream everywhere we go so he can at least try it again. On a positive note it means double ice cream for me:-).
So I didn't love that boy in college more than ice cream...I never loved any guy I dated more than ice cream. Except John. The one guy I will actually share my ice cream with. I'm pretty sure I never shared my ice cream with even my dad...but in all fairness I don't remember my dad ever sharing his ice cream with me either. Now that I think about it I think my whole family is made of ice cream-aholics!