Thursday, May 28, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
I have to tell you, I'm a little ticked that Illinois came between us on this day, your 27th birthday. Distance does not play nice. I can assure you, there is no where else I'd rather be today than celebrating with you. I listened to Survivor, All or Nothing by O-town, and Eye of the Tiger, but it just wasn't the same. It is not fun dancing on the counter by yourself. I also ate a cupcake, although you probably wouldn't have ate one because you have discipline and you're good like that. Anyways, I hope Jake was extra good to you today, that Jones was sweeter than usual, that Ben was a little angel, and that Natalie sleeps through the night. I also hope that you know how much I love you, that I admire you, and that I'm proud of who you are and who Jesus is making you to be. Your perseverance, strength, and character will still be there when hope feels gone. Those are some of the important things -- things that really matter. I'm praying good things for you this year -- the very, very best of things.
I love you always,
P.S. Your present will be in the mail soon... I sorry.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Do you remember that song by Usher? I'm listening to it right now. I've got some things to get off my chest. Here's the thing, I've been known to color coordinate my closet. For some reason, it makes me happy. It's like for a second everything is as it should be -- As if I don't live between 150 and 1500 miles away from my best friends, I never lose my cool, I travel the world, people I come in contact with are normal, mutants from X-men are real and then maybe I could get some world peace. Instead I settle for a closet that's pleasing to my eye. I'm really not that particular of a person -- I usually have at least a few dishes in the sink, my desk is a bit disheveled, and I always have a large stack of things on my kitchen table that need to be filed. Always. Sometimes, I pay my sister to clean my house because I'm just not into it. Don't judge me. I suppose it is not the organization of the closet, but the color of the closet that makes me happy. I think that's one reason I love working at the G-A-P so much... seriously, can I get a cardigan in every color please??? I would if I could. I spent a ridiculous amount of time picking the paint colors for my house. I'm still not satisfied. I know what I like. Please don't think I consider myself a color expert. I leave that kind of thing to some of my favorite friends. Although, I did learn all about complimentary colors in my high school art class. It was actually easy for me to remember because I had a polo shirt in each of the three combinations (red & green, orange & blue, yellow & purple). How embarrassing, huh? I did just text my friend to make sure I remembered right. I strive (and sometimes fail) to see the glass half full, the silver lining in the clouds, the best in crappy situations. My blue eyes aren't the bluest... A little bit muddy & sometime gray. Though here's the thing, I got a spray tan the other day and my skin is straight up ORANGE. Thanks to my knowledge of complimentary colors, I've figured out why my eyes are sparkling, piercing, crystal blue today. I suppose the tan isn't all THAT bad. Lastly, I actually like that Usher song.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Not our best shot, but I'll take Cheeseburger in Paradise with these ladies any day (and their husbands). Shannon's busy running the universe and Elisha's about to have a baby girl, but we converged in Omaha this weekend so I could see the belly one more time before it pops. Throw in a visit to Anthropologie, and some of my favorite shopping locations with Shannon to make life feel really good. The 2 hour drive between us may seem close, but it's just plain too far for my liking. Maybe someday they'll move here? I'm not holding my breath.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
It's a good thing I just picked myself up a second job, because the things I want to buy this kid (like the whole freakin' world) is nothing short of out of control. I can't help it. I love her so much I can't stand it.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Keeping our skies friendly circa 1986
You should check out one of my favorite blogs to read "1001 Rules for My Unborn Son." The author says, "Let's get some things straight before I get old and uncool..." Honestly, I wish I would have come up with the idea, because I worry about the same thing.
A few of my favorites:
"Courage is not the lack of fear, it is acting in spite of it. Mark Twain"
"You are what you do, not what you say."
"Get to know your sister's boyfriend. I'll rely on your opinion."
"You can never overdress."
People can submit their own ideas, and after my flight home from Arizona, I've got one. Here's something I'm going to teach my future boys...
"When on an airplane, always offer to help a lady lift her bags into the overhead compartment."
Helloo?!?!? Its obviously too heavy when her arms are shaking.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
I just spent 5 days with this lady and her family--who really do feel like my family--in sunny Arizona! Nothing like warm weather, eating at some of my favorite places (Charleston's and Chik-fil-a), and good people, who have a similar heart, to make for an awesome vacation. Whenever I am with PW & Dana, I inevitably dream more (for myself & them) and am encouraged (whether they mean to or not) to be more. We don't have to talk every week, or even every month, and it's okay. Before I left, Alyssa gave me a necklace and said, "so you NEVER forget me..." Seriously Peenie, not a chance.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Maybe I'm biased, but my new niece is the cutest... She was born on April 30th at 33 weeks. Just a peanut of a thing at 4lbs, 3 oz and 18 3/4 inches long. I can't wait until she's out of her little incubator and I can get my hands on her. With 5 aunts, and no uncles, I've got some stiff competition for the "Favorite" award, but I'm not worried. I've got it in the bag.