At one point today, as I was standing endlessly by the copier, getting files to closing, I seriously prayed to God and asked him to add more hours into my day. I was only 1/2 joking. The day is just not long enough. I never get everything I want/need to in. And really.. i'm only asking for about 2 more hours.. maybe 3. One more hour dedicated to sleep. The other two hours for blogging and tv watching. Come on Big Man.. that's not too much to ask is it? I mean part of it is dedicated to Him afterall since I've started doing a daily Bible reading. All I ask is for a 27 hour day in return..
In other news.. I'm kind of ashamed of myself, and like always, feel the need to repent. Last night as I'm cooking dinner, there's a loud knock on the door. Trey goes to answer it and it's a fireman asking for donations for our local volunteer department. Trey invites him in. I go hide in the bedroom because I'm in my pj's and no bra. Lovely site for Mr. Fireman! When I hear him leave, I come out, only to be met by him proclaiming so so proudly that he gave Mr. Fireman a check for $50. I spazzed. I probably shouldn't of. He was so proud of what he did. As a sidenote, to get me ready for the possibility of him leaving, I've taken over keeping up with all of our money and bills. So I know our money situation probably shouldn't have allowed us to give Mr. Fireman $50. But I feel really really badly. He was doing something out of the kindness of his heart, to people that really need it, I'm sure. And I spazzed. I have since apologized.
Can I get an Amen for the weekend!!! I don't think I've needed one more in my life. I'm just plain exhausted! I don't plan on doing a thang Friday night. Saturday we have a jack and jill baby shower to go to for our sweet friends Wendy and Tim that are due *ahem* right around my birthday in March. It's funny how life goes by in spurts like this. For the past couple years it's been allll about the weddings. Constantly. Now it looks like we're making a turn for the baby years. I think I'll be a little behind on this boat.. but you never know!! I wouldn't complain.
Saturday night we are hanging out with some other friends, but I don't want to stay out too late.. why you ask??
After months of searching.. wasn't searching too too hard to be honest.. we've finally found "our" church out here in Lexington. I LOVE it. It's perfect. I love the pretty drive there. I loved that I felt welcome and comfortable from the moment I stepped foot in this place. I love that they have a young married couples Bible study - at the church - right before, or after, depending on what service you go to - I love that when the preacher read out of his Bible, he was reading out of the same one I was. Not a different version. I loved that I didn't space out once during his sermon. I loved the music. So.. that's what I'll be doing Sunday morning. Our first week of Bible study.. then service at 11. I'm very excited about this!!
If only I can make it through one more day of this tourture some people like to call work...
January 29, 2009
January 26, 2009
Holy Calorie Counting
I found an amazing website last night and thought I'd share.
http://www.caloriecount.about.com/
Go for it! You set up your profile. Enter in a bunch of scary info (height, weight, excersize habits) and it spits back out ever more scary information for you (bmi, tells you to what extent you are overweight, gives you a goal weight, and lets you know when you should be at your goal weight) Oh.. and tells you how many calories you should be eating a day.
It also has a daily food log and activity log. you can type in just about any food imaginable (including from restaurants) and it will tell you how many calories are in it. You add each thing you eat into your log and it tallies those pesky calories up for you throughout the day. And for each food, it grades it, tells you good and bad points about the food. You can pick a weigh in day if you'd like and post that on your page. It has a weight coach to let you know how well your doing.
I've started today and love it, so I just had to share my good find with yall!
http://www.caloriecount.about.com/
Go for it! You set up your profile. Enter in a bunch of scary info (height, weight, excersize habits) and it spits back out ever more scary information for you (bmi, tells you to what extent you are overweight, gives you a goal weight, and lets you know when you should be at your goal weight) Oh.. and tells you how many calories you should be eating a day.
It also has a daily food log and activity log. you can type in just about any food imaginable (including from restaurants) and it will tell you how many calories are in it. You add each thing you eat into your log and it tallies those pesky calories up for you throughout the day. And for each food, it grades it, tells you good and bad points about the food. You can pick a weigh in day if you'd like and post that on your page. It has a weight coach to let you know how well your doing.
I've started today and love it, so I just had to share my good find with yall!
January 18, 2009
Prayers Needed..
Although I am a little far behind.. it's never too late for prayers.
I've never read this blog before, but after seeing other people requesting prayers and hearing about her story from someone who doesn't even have a blog (mum), I had to check it out. After giving birth to her beautiful little girl the other day, there were some complications, and the baby had to be flown to St. Frances hospital in Tulsa. I think as of earlier today, baby Harper is in stable condition. It is completely overwhelming to see not only their own faith in God and in prayer, but also the love and support they are receiving from fellow bloggers around them. They have hundreds of people praying for them. People they don't even know, but have been following her blog, are showing up at the hospital to show support.
WOW... This only shows what I've come to truly believe over the past couple of months on here to be true. The friendships we form are real. Our bloggy friends are just as real and true as my girlfriends that live here and see in real life.
So if you haven't already, go on and check out her blog, give them your support, and please please please lift up your prayers for her family.
I've never read this blog before, but after seeing other people requesting prayers and hearing about her story from someone who doesn't even have a blog (mum), I had to check it out. After giving birth to her beautiful little girl the other day, there were some complications, and the baby had to be flown to St. Frances hospital in Tulsa. I think as of earlier today, baby Harper is in stable condition. It is completely overwhelming to see not only their own faith in God and in prayer, but also the love and support they are receiving from fellow bloggers around them. They have hundreds of people praying for them. People they don't even know, but have been following her blog, are showing up at the hospital to show support.
WOW... This only shows what I've come to truly believe over the past couple of months on here to be true. The friendships we form are real. Our bloggy friends are just as real and true as my girlfriends that live here and see in real life.
So if you haven't already, go on and check out her blog, give them your support, and please please please lift up your prayers for her family.
January 15, 2009
Uumm excuse me??
But don't I live in SC? Isn't one of the perks of that include staying warm? Our local weather man, Ben Tanner, emailed me today to every so brightly inform me that when I wake up Saturday morning it will be 10 degrees!!! No thank you! I know of one little household that will be sleeping in in their warm cozy bed as long as they can. Buutt he also did inform me that we may have snow flurries Sunday, which pleases me greatly. I guess I can't have the snow without the cold.. ehhh.
I have been meaning to come on here all week to thank KLC, over at Tales of a Northern Belle for the sweet award she gave me! (thanks girl!) But I have been so so so busy!!
This award states:
I have been meaning to come on here all week to thank KLC, over at Tales of a Northern Belle for the sweet award she gave me! (thanks girl!) But I have been so so so busy!!
This award states:
The award states: "These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."
Please don't make me list 8 people!! Everyone deserves it, so if you'd like to post it.. it's yours :)
I am vvveeerrrryyy much ready for this weekend! Our company isn't closed Monday, but I took the day off since Trey has it. 3 day weekend!!! Tomorrow night we're having our friends, C & J, over. It will not be anywhere near as crazy as our trip to Manning though :) I'm making a yummy dinner in the crock-pot. Nothing special. It's my signature chicken dish bc I just couldn't think of anything original to make. But it's very delish and it will be nice and warm since it will be so cold out. We're also renting a couple movies and will watch them with our dinner and a nice fire going. Sounds just about perfect right now!! Saturday I'll be cleaning house and going to see Twilight once again with my MIL. I got her into the whole series and she's dying to see it.. I'm not complaining!!
Real quick Trey update: He went to the recruiting station twice this week, once to just fill out some paper work. Another time to take a drug test. Trust me.. he passed. The kids never touched anything in his life. Unless he sometimes counts "that one time he might have the green stuff but didn't know what he was doing so he doesn't think he did it" HA!!
January 11, 2009
I'm a redneck woman...
We just got back home from a weekend spent in a little town called Manning, SC. Ohhh boy!
Two of our best friends in the entire world, we'll call them C and J, invite us every year. C's family lives down there (all together on their own land) and they throw a HUGE party every year for his cousin's birthday. I'm talking like at least 50 to 60 ish people - huge. I'm getting ahead of myself a little here, so let's back up a little. I wanted to get every little detail down.
Remember, I'm from up north. And although yes, I've lived down here for almost 13 years now, I live in Columbia. It's still a major city. With that said, here is a little descriptive tale of our trip to Manning. (I made notes for yall on the way down) *Please know, that I'm by no means judging.. I just find little things like this highly entertaining*
A little over 1/2 way there, we need to make a pee stop. We stop at this gas station and immediately catching my eye is a sign on the door that says, "please end all cell phone calls before stepping inside". Really? It's a gas station, not a doctors office. But I'm intrigued and need to know why. I have all intensions of asking man behind the counter why this rule exists. We walk in and I say hi in a very friendly voice. I get nothing back. He doesn't look at me, nod in my direction, smile, mumble hi, nothing. Ok! We treck it on over to the restroom.. RR for paying customers only. No walk ins. Out of Order. Ok. So we walk back out, the man never once even looked up at us. Strange. I guess I'll never know why he doesn't allow cell phones in his store.
We go down the road and stop at the next gas station we see. Ohh man. It's lookin a little scary, not a place you'd normally stop. But we do have another couple with us and she's prego, so we stop. This must be a really really small town, we have everyone sitting outside of the store, eating fried chicken and cutting up together. Everyone that pulls in knows eachother. And there is a dog just laying in the grass far away from everyone else with noone watching her. (we heart-breakingly thought it was dead for about 5 minutes, but he did get up and move) The bathroom was horrendous.. pee stuck to the floor, smelling pretty rancid, but it was an emergency. A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.. roll up her jeans. So we're outside, waiting to leave again.. just kind of standing around like everyone else. This old man in a pick up truck backs up to J and I and says *with the biggest country accent you can muster up in your imagination please*
man: yall lost?
us: Nope, on our way to Manning.
man: aight, just checking. yall look like tourists.
me: *looking around* Ha! I feel like a tourist.
So we venture on our way. I'm in awe of this little town we are passing through and seeing how everyone lives, wondering what they do with thier spare time, when I almost loose it. We pass yet another gas station (I think). It has a big sign out front advertising what they are selling today. Amoung other things I have to mention two of them: liver puddin and butt meat!!??! yes, there was no g on the end of puddin and what in the hell is butt meat and why would you buy this stuff?? Please! Someone enlighten me!!
Anyways.. we finally get to C's family's house (or houses) and we had a blast of course. When they throw this party.. they go alll out. Like I said, a ton of people, more food than you could ever imagine set up in the barn :) a bon fire, homemade moonshine (we're in the country now yall) and kareokee set up in said barn. Now, this isn't just a home kareokee machine. They actually hired someone to come out and run it all night. Like you go and request your song and they set it up for you kareokee. Usually there is a band playing out there instead, but they went did this this year instead. Which of course thrilled me. I, like usual, had a little too much fun. There were tons of pictures being taken and in any one of them, I'm sure I'm either on the dance floor (yes there was one of those) dancing to either, The Cha-Cha Slide, Electric Slide, Cupid Shuffle, some new one that the kids taught me, maybe even a little Soulja Boy, and possibly shaking it out there to some Lil Wayne or Pour Some Sugar On Me... I'm just sayin. Or giving awesome renditions of Friends in Low Places, Strawberry Wine, Nothing Compares to You, Before He Cheats, and Did I Shave My Legs for This. And I may have gotten into the home-made moonshine. Big mistake, but it was blueberry flavored. I mean come on!!
I'm sure there are way more highly embarrasing details that I chose to not remember, but I gave you a few. If I ever do see pics, and if there are some that aren't too horrid, I may share. But I'll leave you with that.
I can't express the amount of fun we have every year at this shindig or how much love I have in my heart for C's family. These people are amazingly nice and welcoming. They work really hard to put this together every year and geniounly (sp) just want everyone to come and enjoy themselves. Just don't try to feed me any liver puddin or butt meat!!
Two of our best friends in the entire world, we'll call them C and J, invite us every year. C's family lives down there (all together on their own land) and they throw a HUGE party every year for his cousin's birthday. I'm talking like at least 50 to 60 ish people - huge. I'm getting ahead of myself a little here, so let's back up a little. I wanted to get every little detail down.
Remember, I'm from up north. And although yes, I've lived down here for almost 13 years now, I live in Columbia. It's still a major city. With that said, here is a little descriptive tale of our trip to Manning. (I made notes for yall on the way down) *Please know, that I'm by no means judging.. I just find little things like this highly entertaining*
A little over 1/2 way there, we need to make a pee stop. We stop at this gas station and immediately catching my eye is a sign on the door that says, "please end all cell phone calls before stepping inside". Really? It's a gas station, not a doctors office. But I'm intrigued and need to know why. I have all intensions of asking man behind the counter why this rule exists. We walk in and I say hi in a very friendly voice. I get nothing back. He doesn't look at me, nod in my direction, smile, mumble hi, nothing. Ok! We treck it on over to the restroom.. RR for paying customers only. No walk ins. Out of Order. Ok. So we walk back out, the man never once even looked up at us. Strange. I guess I'll never know why he doesn't allow cell phones in his store.
We go down the road and stop at the next gas station we see. Ohh man. It's lookin a little scary, not a place you'd normally stop. But we do have another couple with us and she's prego, so we stop. This must be a really really small town, we have everyone sitting outside of the store, eating fried chicken and cutting up together. Everyone that pulls in knows eachother. And there is a dog just laying in the grass far away from everyone else with noone watching her. (we heart-breakingly thought it was dead for about 5 minutes, but he did get up and move) The bathroom was horrendous.. pee stuck to the floor, smelling pretty rancid, but it was an emergency. A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.. roll up her jeans. So we're outside, waiting to leave again.. just kind of standing around like everyone else. This old man in a pick up truck backs up to J and I and says *with the biggest country accent you can muster up in your imagination please*
man: yall lost?
us: Nope, on our way to Manning.
man: aight, just checking. yall look like tourists.
me: *looking around* Ha! I feel like a tourist.
So we venture on our way. I'm in awe of this little town we are passing through and seeing how everyone lives, wondering what they do with thier spare time, when I almost loose it. We pass yet another gas station (I think). It has a big sign out front advertising what they are selling today. Amoung other things I have to mention two of them: liver puddin and butt meat!!??! yes, there was no g on the end of puddin and what in the hell is butt meat and why would you buy this stuff?? Please! Someone enlighten me!!
Anyways.. we finally get to C's family's house (or houses) and we had a blast of course. When they throw this party.. they go alll out. Like I said, a ton of people, more food than you could ever imagine set up in the barn :) a bon fire, homemade moonshine (we're in the country now yall) and kareokee set up in said barn. Now, this isn't just a home kareokee machine. They actually hired someone to come out and run it all night. Like you go and request your song and they set it up for you kareokee. Usually there is a band playing out there instead, but they went did this this year instead. Which of course thrilled me. I, like usual, had a little too much fun. There were tons of pictures being taken and in any one of them, I'm sure I'm either on the dance floor (yes there was one of those) dancing to either, The Cha-Cha Slide, Electric Slide, Cupid Shuffle, some new one that the kids taught me, maybe even a little Soulja Boy, and possibly shaking it out there to some Lil Wayne or Pour Some Sugar On Me... I'm just sayin. Or giving awesome renditions of Friends in Low Places, Strawberry Wine, Nothing Compares to You, Before He Cheats, and Did I Shave My Legs for This. And I may have gotten into the home-made moonshine. Big mistake, but it was blueberry flavored. I mean come on!!
I'm sure there are way more highly embarrasing details that I chose to not remember, but I gave you a few. If I ever do see pics, and if there are some that aren't too horrid, I may share. But I'll leave you with that.
I can't express the amount of fun we have every year at this shindig or how much love I have in my heart for C's family. These people are amazingly nice and welcoming. They work really hard to put this together every year and geniounly (sp) just want everyone to come and enjoy themselves. Just don't try to feed me any liver puddin or butt meat!!
January 9, 2009
I need to learn how to kill a roach.
I'm really gonna have to start posting more than once or week. I have a little much to talk about now so this might be a tad long again.
It's Friday night and pretty chilly here! I'm pretty sure it'll be in the low 30's tonight. Perfect time to get a fire going I say! Hub got right to work getting that done and the fire is blazing :)
What in the world am I going to do when he leaves??? I don't think about the little things like that ( making fires, raking the leaves, WHAT IF I SEE A ROACH????!!!! ) Why am I so confident he's leaving you ask?
Wednesday was the big "fo real" ASVAB day. Remember.. he had to score a 110 to get into OCS. He got done with the test around 4:30. Called me and said he should know the results in about an hour. Great! I didn't think they'd come back that fast. So I'm all excited/nervous. An hour goes by.. no word. Three hours go by.. nothing. I .. of course.. am freaking out. I needed to know right that minute. But it just wasn't happening. Trey... the ever calm and patient one.. wasn't sweating it too much. So last night (thursday) we finally heard back and he got a 117!!! Aren't yall proud of him??? I sure am :) I guess the next step is him going to fill out paperwork next week. Then I think a physical. Then he has to go in front of a board of OCS people to see if he will be accepted in. So there are still a lot of "ifs" but we're one step closer.
What surprises me about this whole thing ~ We're not getting very positive reactions out of people when we tell them what's going on. We're not even telling many people (close friends, family, my hairdresser (teehee) ) But most of them have kind of freaked when we've told them. Especially towards me. Basically questioning me.. whether or not I'll be able to handle it. But not in like a caring, concerned tone of voice. More so like a higher pitched, louder voice, scrunched up face, "are you kidding me" tone of voice. (that was the best description I could come up with).
Of course there's a big part of me that is terrified and want to go crying and screaming to my mamma! But there's also a big part of me that is, dare I say, excited. And an even bigger part of me that wants/needs to support her husband. This is something he really wants to do. I've never seen him so confident in himself. He wants to be proud of himself. He wants to do something to support his future family. He's stepping up to the plate and doing something he's always dreamed of doing. Another thing people ask me is "aren't you afraid he'll die over there". Funny thing, but no, I'm not. Is there a chance he will.. of course. But there's a chance he could die on his way to work. There's a chance he could die sitting next to me watching TV. I think my faith in God is what pulls me through here. That comforts me to no end. God has a plan for all of us. If Trey's time is up then it's up, whether is here working a job he hates or he's off doing something he loves. He already knows what He has planned for us. I don't mean to sound insensitive or cold, and of course I would just die myself if something ever did happened to him. I'm just saying that I feel in my heart that it won't. And I feel that God has provided me with that comfort. So that is why I don't worry about that. I'm seriously more worried about seeing a roach and not being able to do my usual stand on whatever I was sitting on, screaming out for Trey to kill it routine.
Well I spent much more time on this topic than I planned on so I think I'll cut it short for now. Time to go cuddle up by the fire!!
It's Friday night and pretty chilly here! I'm pretty sure it'll be in the low 30's tonight. Perfect time to get a fire going I say! Hub got right to work getting that done and the fire is blazing :)
What in the world am I going to do when he leaves??? I don't think about the little things like that ( making fires, raking the leaves, WHAT IF I SEE A ROACH????!!!! ) Why am I so confident he's leaving you ask?
Wednesday was the big "fo real" ASVAB day. Remember.. he had to score a 110 to get into OCS. He got done with the test around 4:30. Called me and said he should know the results in about an hour. Great! I didn't think they'd come back that fast. So I'm all excited/nervous. An hour goes by.. no word. Three hours go by.. nothing. I .. of course.. am freaking out. I needed to know right that minute. But it just wasn't happening. Trey... the ever calm and patient one.. wasn't sweating it too much. So last night (thursday) we finally heard back and he got a 117!!! Aren't yall proud of him??? I sure am :) I guess the next step is him going to fill out paperwork next week. Then I think a physical. Then he has to go in front of a board of OCS people to see if he will be accepted in. So there are still a lot of "ifs" but we're one step closer.
What surprises me about this whole thing ~ We're not getting very positive reactions out of people when we tell them what's going on. We're not even telling many people (close friends, family, my hairdresser (teehee) ) But most of them have kind of freaked when we've told them. Especially towards me. Basically questioning me.. whether or not I'll be able to handle it. But not in like a caring, concerned tone of voice. More so like a higher pitched, louder voice, scrunched up face, "are you kidding me" tone of voice. (that was the best description I could come up with).
Of course there's a big part of me that is terrified and want to go crying and screaming to my mamma! But there's also a big part of me that is, dare I say, excited. And an even bigger part of me that wants/needs to support her husband. This is something he really wants to do. I've never seen him so confident in himself. He wants to be proud of himself. He wants to do something to support his future family. He's stepping up to the plate and doing something he's always dreamed of doing. Another thing people ask me is "aren't you afraid he'll die over there". Funny thing, but no, I'm not. Is there a chance he will.. of course. But there's a chance he could die on his way to work. There's a chance he could die sitting next to me watching TV. I think my faith in God is what pulls me through here. That comforts me to no end. God has a plan for all of us. If Trey's time is up then it's up, whether is here working a job he hates or he's off doing something he loves. He already knows what He has planned for us. I don't mean to sound insensitive or cold, and of course I would just die myself if something ever did happened to him. I'm just saying that I feel in my heart that it won't. And I feel that God has provided me with that comfort. So that is why I don't worry about that. I'm seriously more worried about seeing a roach and not being able to do my usual stand on whatever I was sitting on, screaming out for Trey to kill it routine.
Well I spent much more time on this topic than I planned on so I think I'll cut it short for now. Time to go cuddle up by the fire!!
January 4, 2009
Back to Reality
Ahh.. the holidays were nice while they lasted weren't they? Even when Christmas was over, going back to work Monday wasn't so bad knowing it was only for 3 days, then having another 4 day weekend. Now what? Back to the grind. With no up-coming vacations to look forward. I would like to take an extra moment of pity just for myself. ( Which is actually a blessing, but still ) We're starting back on a regular 5-day work week, at least for January!!! Which is great on the bank account, don't get me wrong! But I haven't worked a full work week since early November!! Ugghhhh!! I don't remember what that's like!
For the past 3 days I have been absolutely useless. Like a lump on a log. Friday.. Trey had to work. I spent the whole day.. WHOLE DAY.. on my couch catching up on DVR. I probably should have gotten bed sores. I walked outside once. To check the mail. When Trey did get home, I did get off my arse and made dinner. Steaks on our brand new George Forman grill.. Thanks Santa!! I love that thing. Can't wait to grill some chicken on it this week!! Then.. it hurts to even speak of this.. we watched.. the.. Bama bowl game.
There are NO words to express the dissapointment, shock, and heartache that was ever so present in this house Friday night. Wow.. no words. Trey was still moping on Saturday. I was so sad for that beautiful quarterback of theirs, John Parker. What a way to play your last game ever. 7 sacks?? Oh man.. I can't talk about this yet. My heart hurts.
We were lazy lumps together that day. He got a PS3 New Years Eve with Christmas money. Nuff said. I'm literally going crazy right this second. He got some war game that all his friends have so they can play online together *gay* so all i hear is machine guns continually going off in my house... quite annoying. Good thing we have to leave in an hour to go to family dinner night (we do this with his family once a month). I would image he needs to get his behind up and take a shower.. but what do I know??
Anyways.. back to Saturday. We did nothing at all again except go out to dinner at around 7. Texas Longhorns (again.. thanks Santa!!) Dinner was great!! Then we got home and got back on the couch to watch a movie.. ha!
So I think my body will be in pure shock when I have to actually get up in the morning and be productive. It will be much needed though. Trust me!
Trey takes his ASVAB Wednesday so check back with me for a full report. Have a great week!!
For the past 3 days I have been absolutely useless. Like a lump on a log. Friday.. Trey had to work. I spent the whole day.. WHOLE DAY.. on my couch catching up on DVR. I probably should have gotten bed sores. I walked outside once. To check the mail. When Trey did get home, I did get off my arse and made dinner. Steaks on our brand new George Forman grill.. Thanks Santa!! I love that thing. Can't wait to grill some chicken on it this week!! Then.. it hurts to even speak of this.. we watched.. the.. Bama bowl game.
There are NO words to express the dissapointment, shock, and heartache that was ever so present in this house Friday night. Wow.. no words. Trey was still moping on Saturday. I was so sad for that beautiful quarterback of theirs, John Parker. What a way to play your last game ever. 7 sacks?? Oh man.. I can't talk about this yet. My heart hurts.
We were lazy lumps together that day. He got a PS3 New Years Eve with Christmas money. Nuff said. I'm literally going crazy right this second. He got some war game that all his friends have so they can play online together *gay* so all i hear is machine guns continually going off in my house... quite annoying. Good thing we have to leave in an hour to go to family dinner night (we do this with his family once a month). I would image he needs to get his behind up and take a shower.. but what do I know??
Anyways.. back to Saturday. We did nothing at all again except go out to dinner at around 7. Texas Longhorns (again.. thanks Santa!!) Dinner was great!! Then we got home and got back on the couch to watch a movie.. ha!
So I think my body will be in pure shock when I have to actually get up in the morning and be productive. It will be much needed though. Trust me!
Trey takes his ASVAB Wednesday so check back with me for a full report. Have a great week!!
January 1, 2009
~first post of '09~
Ugghhhh.. why oh why do I subject myself to this?? I thought I had learned *finally* my lessson about drinking too much. I haven't felt like this in a long long time, because I *thought* I have learned how to control myself. Oh well..I blame it on the atmosphere. I was a good girl though and stopped drinking 3 hours before we decided to go home. We planned on staying the night there, but I just really really wanted my own bed! And I really really didn't need to continue drinking anyways. But anywho.. we had a good time. I got to smooch my hubby at midnight for the 7th year in a row :) And we've been celebrating with some of the same people for that long as well!
One of my friends from high school and her husband hung out with us. At some point we decided it would be fun to call my parents and tell them we were planning on signing kareokee sometime soon and then spend the night at their house (this will happen when the third girl we were besties with comes back to visit from NC). I asked my dad if he wanted to come and sing kareokee with us.. here's how that convo went.
Me: Daaadd, you wanna come and shing kkareokee with ush?
Dad: I'll come and watch, but i'm not singing.
Me: But daadd, if you could shing any song you wanted, what would it be?
And he breaks out in full tune, right off the top of his head. Like it took him absolutely no time to think about this... "These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk right over you."
Reealllyy Dad?? Do you practice this in the mirror when you're getting ready for work??? He's too funny. I think my mum said in the background that she'd sing Sweet Caroline, but I'm not sure!
What's everyone's token kareokee song?? Mine you ask?
One of my friends from high school and her husband hung out with us. At some point we decided it would be fun to call my parents and tell them we were planning on signing kareokee sometime soon and then spend the night at their house (this will happen when the third girl we were besties with comes back to visit from NC). I asked my dad if he wanted to come and sing kareokee with us.. here's how that convo went.
Me: Daaadd, you wanna come and shing kkareokee with ush?
Dad: I'll come and watch, but i'm not singing.
Me: But daadd, if you could shing any song you wanted, what would it be?
And he breaks out in full tune, right off the top of his head. Like it took him absolutely no time to think about this... "These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk right over you."
Reealllyy Dad?? Do you practice this in the mirror when you're getting ready for work??? He's too funny. I think my mum said in the background that she'd sing Sweet Caroline, but I'm not sure!
What's everyone's token kareokee song?? Mine you ask?
- Strawberry Wine
- Hotel California
- Don't Stop Believing
- Bohemion Rhapsody
I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of any. It's been too long!! I wonder if anyone even shares my deep love for kareokee?
Anyway.. I plan on doing absolutely NOTHING today. I've had to nights in a row of 5 hours of sleep, so i'll probably be doing some catching up on that!!
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