Thursday, December 31, 2009
Let's recap, shall we?
On 1/1/09, I wrote: Blogging. I have found in the last 6 months that I love this blog. So much fun for me to share my life. I want to try and blog SOMETHING 5X a week. That's quite a bit of blogging, but I think I've already hit that for this week. I'm also going to try to post at the end of each month how I'm doing with all of these goals.
12/31/09: I definitely blogged MORE, but I certainly didn't hit 5 times a week every week. That's okay with me. I used the blog how I wanted to. Sometimes I went weeks without blogging, but that's the direction life took me. No big deal. I did post pretty frequently about my goals and how I was doing.
On 1/1/09, I wrote: Take more pictures. Both for scrapbooking and because I really like photos!
12/31/09: Success! I was totally a picture-taking fool. And now that I have a suh-weet camera, courtesy of my awesome husband, I will be taking even more in 2010. Also, I'm going to have an incredibly adorable kid to take pictures of. Any day now.
On 1/1/09, I wrote: More creativity. I already said I wanted to knit, so that's on my list first.
12/31/09: Not so much. I do feel like I've been more creative, and have definitely tried some cool new things as far as scrapbooking. I bought a book on how to crochet, and I started teaching myself. Need to work on this one next year.
On 1/1/09, I wrote: Get fit. I did pretty well last year. I'd really like to be at the weight listed on my driver's license (120. There I said it. Gives me something to work toward). My 16-year-old weight, because really, who changes that? I'm only 15 pounds away. This time last year, I was almost 40 pounds over, so I think I can do it. I'm already lighter than I have been in almost 6 years. I do want to lose weight, but I'd really love to be toned, because I've been thin, but I've never been toned. I'm going to keep going to Curves, mostly for the monthly check-in (again, I need accountability), but I want to do more. I started a Jillian Michaels workout yesterday, and I think it is going to be awesome. I could barely do it, and I am so sore today. But a good sore, you know?
12/31/09: HAHAHAHAHA. Epic fail. But I have a super excuse. It's called pregnancy. This goal will be recurring for 2010. Although right now, I'm only 15 pounds heavier than my previous "heaviest I've ever been" weight. And I didn't hit that weight again until I was into my third trimester. Not too shabby, eh? I got a Wii Fit for Christmas and will also be getting the Jillian Michaels workout our of storage once little Tator Tot comes along.
On 1/1/09, I wrote: Live my word. I've decided to go with "savor" for 2009. I really like the concept, explained here by Ali Edwards. I want to enjoy my life as it is right now, not focusing on things in the past, or worrying too much about the future. Live in the now. Hey, my now is pretty darn awesome.
12/31/09: I totally rocked this resolution. I have savored every single second of this pregnancy, even when I was complaining or vomiting avocados or subsisting completely on clementine oranges. I still loved it. Even though I am VERY ready to be finished, and welcome a new baby into our home, I think I'll kind of miss being pregnant. I'm working on choosing my new word right now. Lots of thoughts going through my head. I really want it to be perfect.
Did you have any goals for the year? How did you do? I want to know, especially if you failed, because misery loves company.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Today is a snow day! Phillip thinks we already have 6-8 inches, and it's supposed to continue snowing all day. I just wish this had happened during the week, so I could have a day off work!
December Daily updates:
8: A Collection of Gifts. "Joy" from my mom. The chest from Christ - contained presents last year. Pinecones, etc., from my stash of holiday garland. Put together, I created what I think is an adorable little holiday tableau.
9: I don't have very many Christmas decorations. After all, this is only the 4th Christmas we've had a place to decorate. I'm trying to buy a little bit at a time. I scored two of these fancy-schmancy trees last year at AC Moore's after Christmas sale. 75% off. Now that makes the holidays a little brighter!
10: Love getting a whole box of fruit from the high school FFA chapter. We bought a box of tangelos this year. I'm hoping they last through the new year. He just likes to make funny faces with them.
11: This is what a stack of 62 baby shower thank you cards looks like. Had to buy more stamps. Next up, Christmas cards. (Soon!)
12: Phillip's first deer of the season, a good-sized doe. He hasn't had very much time to hunt this year, but we are both glad to be putting some meat in the freezer.
That's it for right now, I have to take some more pictures.
Friday, December 18, 2009
At 25 weeks, it was pretty obvious that I was pregnant, and hadn't just eaten too much. This was the last week of September.
Which brings us to today, at 36 1/2 weeks. That's right. Just 3 1/2 weeks away from the big day.
Wow. That thing is crazy.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
I'm going to give birth in 4-5 weeks. (Obviously, that's not the secret.)
Here it is:
In about a month, I'm going to transition from "that pregnant chick who can't see her feet" to "that new mom who has no idea what she's doing."
I think I've been pretty good about the whole pregnancy thing. I haven't freaked out about anything, and I have generally enjoyed every moment, minus the vomiting in the beginning. That pretty much sucked, no matter how you look at it.
But now? Now I'm freaking out. If you've been reading this blog for any length of time, you know that I like to have a plan. And the idea of giving up that control to someone who weighs 8 pounds is enough to make me have a small anxiety attack.
I know that it will be absolutely wonderful, and most of me can't wait for Tator Tot to get here.
But there is still that small part that is screaming, "Are you kidding me? A mom? You can barely get to work on time! You have no idea what you're doing! The last time you cared for a child for any length of time you were 15!"
I had the crazy thought that I should just keep the baby in my uterus. Because honestly? I think I'm pretty darn good at this pregnancy thing. I've managed to keep my baby safe and happy for 8 months now. And I see no reason why I should fix it if it ain't broke.
OK, I can think of a few reasons why that wouldn't work out very well. But still. I thought about it.
So Tator Tot, I love you, and I can't wait to meet you. But please be patient with me. I'm new at this, and I'm scared. If you could come out looking completely adorable (like I know you will) it would really help. Lots. And if you could cry when someone other than me holds you, I'd probably appreciate that too. (I realize that's ridiculously selfish, but I'm pretty much giving up all of my other selfish tendencies cold-turkey. Please let me have this one.)
Panic attack over. For now.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Here's a brief synopsis, starting with Thursday the 5th:
Thursday the 5th: Phillip called me at work to tell me his father died in the hospital - one day after his 52nd birthday. Complete liver failure (Please, if you're going to drink, don't do it to the extent that your liver can't keep up. It's an awful way to go, both for you and your family.) Phillip had to drive 4 hours home from Virginia that night. Very emotional.
Friday the 6th: Both of us home from work. Made a trip to the funeral home to plan for the next week. Spent a lot of time with family. My mom + grandma brought us lasagna. A ton of Phillip's friends came over to support him and just hang out. It was wonderful to see this close-knit group of guys, two of which have also lost their fathers in the past 3 years. A few of them helped to put our baby furniture together.
Saturday the 7th: Went to IHOP for breakfast and took Phillip + his brother for haircuts. More planning.
Monday the 9th: Viewing + funeral. Nice service by the minister who married Phillip + me. Good message about our sins being forgiven + effectively glossing over the past 3 years of his dad's life, which were honestly still at the front of everyone's mind, but not really the way we wanted to remember him.
Tuesday the 10th: Stayed at home with Phillip again. He's starting to get sick, probably from being completely run-down over the past few days.
Wednesday the 11th: I went back to work while Phillip stayed home. He + his brother met with a lawyer to work on the estate legalities. Mom went to labor class with me since Phillip was sick.
Thursday the 12th: Phillip went to the doctor. Antibiotics. He is miserable to be around when he's sick. Very whiney. I had a meeting with a new customer at work. Rainy all day long. Good news is that even though he was sick, Phillip was also very, very bored at home. I came home to a sparkling clean house!
Friday the 13th: Ominous, right? Still rainy. Phillip still sick. Breastfeeding class for me. I cried all the way home, something I hadn't really done at all throughout the last week. I was trying to be strong for my husband, but everything caught up to me all at once. Plus, I'm slightly emotional from the pregnancy.
Saturday the 14th: Surprise baby shower! This was definitely the highlight of the last few weeks. My family threw a wonderful shower for me + Tator Tot. We got a TON of stuff,
Sunday the 15th: I'm drawing a blank. Told you I've been stressed/worn out.
Monday the 16th: Work, for both of us. First time Phillip's been to work in over a week. Found out that we were not registered for an infant care class like I thought we were. Freed up our night. Made, wrote, and sent out about 25 thank you cards for condolence notes we got.
Tuesday the 17th: Phillip traveling to Ocean City for Crop School. (Yes, you read that correctly. He had to renew his certification as a Certified Crop Advisor.) OB appointment in the morning. Doctor confirmed that I had a bruised rib and that there was basically nothing I could do for it but take Tylenol. Not helpful. Baby is still doing well, 140 heartbeat. My blood pressure is holding steady at 88/55. Normal for me.
Wednesday the 18th: Lots of driving for me today - visiting several customers to sign loan papers. Phillip drove back from OC to go to labor class with me. We had a tour of the hospital, which was fantastic. We're both really enjoying the classes. Talked a little bit about c-sections, which confirmed my thought that I want to go all natural, or as natural as humanly possible. Weird that the dentist freaks me out, but that I totally think I can manage labor. We shall see.
Thursday the 19th: Bad news. The job I applied + interviewed for over a month ago was offered to someone outside the company. So much for promoting + hiring from within. My consolation is that immediate boss seems pretty ticked about the decision too. Turns out she campaigned for me to get the position, which I certainly appreciate, even though it seems that it did little good. Oh, well. I do like my current job. I just thought I'd like that one better.
Friday the 20th: Right, that's today. All caught up.
Plans for the weekend: Finish invitations for our Holiday Shindig. Work on baby shower thank you cards. Christmas cards. Have Phillip pull down decorations from the attic so I can see what I want to get for this year. Make December Daily. Clean the house. Organize nursery/put stuff in the attic. Try not to stress myself out. Remember to relax.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Yes, I'm pregnant. Obviously.
Yes, I know I'm getting "so big." Thank you for noticing :P
No, we don't know what we're having.
Yes, it will be here before we know it.
I had a raging case of morning sickness throughout the first trimester.
I feel fine now.
Yes, we're excited.
Yes, Phillip is the father.
(I'm totally kidding about that last one. No one questioned that. But what a great conversation starter, eh?)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I got to the hospital at 7 am, which is, quite honestly, way too freaking early. I left my house when it was still dark out, for Pete’s sake. I waited maybe 30 minutes in the outpatient services center for paperwork, and then was escorted to the lab.
WHERE THEY DREW BLOOD. Funny how I thought I was just getting a shot. I had absolutely no idea I was going to have to give a vial of blood. Not exactly how I wanted to start the MORNING OF MY ANNIVERSARY.
I gave the technician my little intro about how I tend to faint, have tiny veins, and am generally a huge queasy baby when it comes to blood and needles. She was very understanding, which I certainly appreciate. I can’t imagine it’s too easy dealing with a 24-year-old pregnant woman who looks as if she might bolt for the door at any time.
She couldn’t find my vein in my left arm, but was able to find a tiny little vein in my right arm. As she went to go get the “baby needle” (her words, not mine!), I started to feel the queasiness set in. Fantastic.
Blood was drawn, and now I felt like crap. Overheated, dizzy, dry mouth, the whole shebang. The technician (and why, by the way, do I always have these little bitty technicians? When I say, “I’m likely to faint,” they should automatically bring in the chick who spends too much time lifting weights. I’m just sayin’.) Sorry, lost my train of thought. I’m on a whole different track now.
The technician and another girl in the lab escort me to a bed to lie down while I drink what was quite possibly the most disgusting cup of OJ I’ve ever experienced. After about ten minutes, I am feeling much better, thank you very much. And I didn’t even faint! Yay me!
I’m instructed to go up to Labor & Delivery, where they will administer the shot. (Oh, did you think this story was over? We’re just getting to the best part!) Waited for about 25 minutes. At this point, it’s 8:20, and I’m starting to get a little irritated at all the time I’ve spent in this hospital this morning. Especially as I ate breakfast at 6:30 and didn’t bring a snack with me. Or gum. All I can taste is that nasty OJ.
I finally get called back, take a seat, and get my blood pressure taken. (Still excellent, by the way.)
Then I begin to pull my arm out of my sleeve. Because that is what you do when you get a shot, right?
The tech gives me this sort-of “sorry I have to do this” smile, and says, “Actually, I’m going to need a butt cheek.”
Those are her EXACT WORDS. No joke.
I think I muttered, “Uh, what?”
“You can just lean over that table there. Since it’s such a large shot, we give it in the largest muscle possible.”
At this point, I erupt in nervous giggles. I just keep saying I’m sorry, and that this is so awkward, and a bunch of other random mutterings.
As if the embarrassment wasn’t enough, the shot HURT. Now I know why they don’t do it in the arm.
I do realize that in two and a half months, I’m going to be much more exposed in front of many more people as I give birth, but I am expecting that.
I was not expecting to have to drop my drawers for a shot. Interesting morning, to say the least.
(Reading this back to myself, I think I may be prone to exaggeration. Maybe.)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Wear yoga pants to work. Seriously. I've been living in a pair of pants from Wal-mart. So comfy. I can push them right below what is becoming a very large belly, according to my husband. As soon as I get home from work, I put on these pants and don't take them off until I go to bed. I also wear them all weekend long if I'm staying in the house. Love them. (Don't worry; I do make it a habit to wash them two or three times a week.)
Hire a wife. Or a maid. Whatever. All I know is, I'm keeping up with the laundry and the dishes, but that's about it. I'm becoming sort of attached to all the little dust bunnies.
Have a three-day weekend. Why can't we have Columbus Day off? I'm just saying, he was a pretty important guy, ya know?
Take a nap. Yep, it's 9:30 in the morning, and I'm ready for a nap.
See my husband. It's harvest time again, which means he leaves the house at 6 and (maybe) gets home around 9. At which point I'm too tired to even think straight, let alone ask him about his day.
Figure out how to get out of working on Saturday. I signed up to be at a marketing event from 10-2, over an hour away from my house. Good one, Cara.
Things I AM Doing
Scrapping. I know, right? I'll share a bunch over the next few days (even some digi! Go me!). I've been on a roll. Like butter. On another note, a buttered roll sounds delicious right now.
SLOWLY cleaning out the-room-that-will-be-Tator-Tot's. I always complain that my husband has too much stuff, but I'm beginning to realize that maybe I do too. Please don't tell him. I'll never hear the end of it.
Working. At my job. It's a slow time of the year for us, which means I have lots of time on my hands to think about what other stuff I could be doing if I were at home.
Eating. Pretty much all the time. And my scale shows it.
Drinking Cokes. I know, I'm pregnant, I should lay off the caffeine and the empty calories. But honestly? I gave up coffee. Give me a break. I'm doing really well with everything else. Last night I had turkey sausage while my husband had a ribeye. (In the interest of full disclosure, I don't like steak anyway. And I love turkey sausage. But that's not really the point, is it?)
What do you wish you were doing right now?
Friday, September 25, 2009
I struggled and struggled with how to recycle some PTI packaging, when it suddenly hit me.
I love my permanent markers, but I hate the packaging they came in. Sure, it looks pretty with the markers all lined up, but the packaging is huge and annoying. It doesn't fit into my otherwise neat little space.
The plastic boxes that PTI stamps come in are a perfect fit! I just made a quick belly band for the box and stuffed the markers inside. I'm tickled with how it turned out, and am looking for more miscellaneous items to find a home in PTI packaging.
I just randomly stamped "Life" on a strip of Vintage Cream cardstock with various PTI inks: Ocean Tides, Pure Poppy, Hibiscus Burst, New Leaf, Spring Rain, Plum Pudding, and SU Night of Navy. Simple, quick, and gets the job done.
Thanks for looking!
Friday, August 7, 2009
During a meeting with a big customer:
Him: So, when are you due?
Me: January, I guess I'd forgotten that I told you.
Him: Oh, no I can just tell.
Me: (odd look on my face)
Him: It's the twinkle in your eye.
Huh, I thought it was probably the bulge around my waist. But he is an old-fashioned guy, and I loved the "twinkle in your eye" cover for basically telling me my stomach is getting huge.
With a friend's wife, as she reaches out to touch my belly:
Me, as a pull out of her reach: It really freaks me out when people try to touch my stomach.
Her: Oh, sorry! Why?
Me: Because it's weird.
As husband pokes my belly for the umteempth time:
Me: What exactly are you doing?
Him: I just like to poke around. It feels funny.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Also, I promise that I didn't plan the timing of "By the Numbers" to match this event, and it is PURE COINCIDENCE that the dates worked out. Because back in week one, I would have had NO IDEA.
I am ten weeks pregnant.
I'll just let that sink in.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Me (looking at him like he's lost his mind and has forgotten that I don't like to get my hands dirty): I think you need to clarify that statement.
Him: You know, camping.
Me: What would have given you the idea that I'd want to go camping?
Him: Oh. Well, it's camping in a cabin with air conditioning.
Me: Yeah, you probably should have led with that little piece of info.
Monday, June 15, 2009
(Pretend I wrote this on June 5th, right on schedule.)
I have lived in eight different places in my life. My first four years were spent in a tiny single-wide trailer while my parents saved up some money. We then moved to a small ranch home on a beautiful piece of property, where we lived until I was 17. We then built a gorgeous house right on that same property and tore down the old house. I only really lived there for a year, and then summers during college.
In college, I lived in three different buildings. My roommate (and best friend) and I spent our first semester in an all-girls dorm on the south end of campus. So boring! No one interacted with each other, making for a pretty unpleasant semester. In the spring, we transferred to an apartment-style dorm, which we loved. I lived there the next year too, but with different roommates. My last year at school, I rented an off-campus apartment with two other girls from my study program. I loved the independence of living pretty much on my own. Fabulous.
I moved back in with my mom (father had moved out by that point) for about a month after graduation, before moving in with my then-fiance. The place we moved to was an hour away from work and a total dump. We did spend the first portion of our married life there, including our first Christmas, but I have no desire to ever see the place again! We were only there for about five months while we were building our home, which we moved into over two years ago. I love it, and hope we never move!
When I played softball in Little League (played poorly, I might add!) I always wore the number eight. No special reason, it just worked out that way.
Again, please imagine that you are reading this on June 12th. Thanks, much appreciated!
My husband and I started "officially" dating nine years ago today. We started dating when I was only fifteen. Yep, I'm one of the lucky girls who got to grow up with her husband and married my high school sweetheart. Nine years have really gone so quickly.
I had a total of nine different roommates in college. My first year was spent with by best friend Michelle, and later two other girls (I can't even remember their names) when we transferred to another dorm. I spent my next year with two close friends from home, Rachel & Ashley. Our fourth roommate was a total weirdo, and she ended up moving out about two months into the year. We then got a new, fun roommate - Erin - for the remainder of the year. My final year I lived in an apartment with two girls in my major, Ashlee & Alison. Of all of those roommates, I'm still very close with four of them today!
There are nine rooms in my house. Boring, I know, but it fits! My very first home had seven (tiny) rooms, and the house my parents built had fourteen rooms! Way too much for me. I love our nine rooms. It's like Goldilocks, just right!
This Friday: an exciting edition of By The Numbers, if I actually remember to post it on time. We'll see.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
I was seven when I got my first pair of glasses. I remember the doctor telling me that if I wore them correctly and frequently, my eyes would probably correct themselves. Liar.
My favorite hairstyle at that age was the super-cool side ponytail. Oh, yeah. With a scrunchie or a big bow that coordinated perfectly with my leggings and oversized sweater. I was such a trend setter. Or maybe not.
Seven things I'd like to accomplish this weekend: 1) Clean my scraproom. 2) Put away my china that's been sitting on my dining room floor for six months. 3) Organize my underwear/sock drawer. 4) Go through the bathroom cupboard and toss some old makeup. 5) Make graduation cards for both my sisters & my cousin. 6) Mow my grass. 7) Find a rug for our master bathroom.
Friday, May 22, 2009
I still use the method for finding percentages that I learned in sixth grade. Seriously, it is awesome.
I had the chicken pox when I was six. And while I'm sure that there are many kids who can successfully avoid scratching, I was not one of them. I still have a few scars from my chicken pox scabs. (Also, why did people freak out about eating pork during the "swine flu" but no one avoids chicken to protect themselves from chicken pox? Just a thought.)
Another fun memory from when I was six? First time I got my name written on the board in school. Apparently, my teacher was not pleased that I was talking while she was talking. I very vividly remember having to stay inside for the first ten minutes of recess; probably my most vivid memory of first grade. My mouth has been getting me in trouble ever since.
I graduated from college in 2006. And started my first new job in 2006. And got married in 2006. Other historical moments in 2006? The DOW hit 12,000 for the first time, Google bought YouTube, and Dick Cheney shot a guy. Pretty busy year, eh?
Friday, May 15, 2009
Not a lot of interesting "five" things in my life. Seriously. I've wracked my brain trying to think of things, and I came up with a big fat nothing. In lieu of quirky little tidbits about my life, you get this:Cara's Top 5
5 Things I Do Not Want To Do On the Plane Tomorrow:
- Get airsick. It's a real possibility, I assure you.
- Sit next to the smelly dude. My senses really cannot handle that.
- Experience turbulence. See first comment.
- Sit next to someone else who gets airsick. Again, the senses.
- Sit in the middle.
5 Things I Can't Wait To Do When I Get Home:
- Hug + kiss my husband.
- Sleep in my own bed.
- Crash on my couch.
- Have a popsicle.
5 Things I'm Really Excited About Right Now:
- Cathy Z's "Everyone Can Write A Little" class.
- New Life. I <3 Spring.
- Scrapbooking for fun. I <3 Fun.
- Memorial Day AKA my next day off of work.
5 Things You May Not Have Known About Me:
- My eyesight is 20/180. Yeah, that pretty much sucks. That means that what normal people can see clearly from 180 feet, I can only be 20 feet away from to see. I LIVE in glasses + contacts.
- I am a terrible swimmer. I could probably save myself from drowning, but I'm pretty sure I would pass out at the thought of having to swim laps.
- I love grilled cheese, but only with white american deli-sliced cheese. None of that "singles" crap. Disgusting.
- I HATE the smell of hot dogs.
- Sometimes my husband and I are so alike it scares me.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I certainly wasn't expecting to find any kind of life inspiration here, but those little creative sparks really are everywhere. While playing with the Bic the hotel had generously provided for me, I noticed a little phrase in addition to the more common advertising logo.
play with words
Powerful, huh? Here I am, at a banking seminar of all places, and my pen is telling me to play with words. But the all-knowing hotel wasn't content to stop there. A note on my pad of paper reads, "more imagination per square foot." Aside from the incomplete comparison (more imagination per square foot than what/whom?), the statement really got me thinking. What am I doing to encourage creativity? Am I actively increasing my "imagination per square foot" or am I merely sitting back on my heels, content with where I am?
Using a literal interpretation, my supplies + my space for for creating are increasing. That's definitely more imagination per square foot, especially in my little 11x11 room. But what about a more expanded analysis? Are my cards + layouts pushing at my own boundaries, or have I been satisfied with just slapping things down on paper?
I think I know the answers to those questions, and I'd like to change them. I have been focused so much on productivity lately (finishing my sister's album, working on cards I needed that day) that I'm forgetting to have fun. I'm forgetting to play. Play with words - play with photos - play with papers + materials. I think you have to make a conscious choice to be creative, a choice to stretch your imagination.
I have decided to make that choice. I choose creativity. I choose fun.
What will your choice be?
Friday, May 8, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
I picked "savor" as my word for 2009, and I think it's been a pretty good one so far.
I normally try to rush through things. It's not that I am necessarily in a hurry, it's just that I am constantly looking forward to what's next in my life. What lies ahead for me? What does my future hold?
I can admit that I am sometimes so wrapped up in the future, that I forget to appreciate what's happening RIGHT NOW. And I need to, because these moments are brief, and once they are gone, I will only be left with the memories.
And I want those memories to be clear, detailed, and full of emotion. I want to really live in the moment, even though I know I will not be able to tamper the feeling of needing to know what's ahead, not completely. That's a big part of who I am, and I don't want to change that aspect. Instead, I want to strengthen the other part of me, the part that really enjoys my life right now.
Here are a few things I've taken the time to savor lately:
- Singing along to the radio in the car. I love doing this. I'm not exactly a fantastic singer, and I would never sing loudly with anyone else in the car, but it is a great release for me.
- The weather. I'm not really an "outside" person, but the weather lately has been amazing, and I find myself almost WANTING to do yard work just so I have a reason to enjoy it. Our yard has never looked so good. Even yesterday, when I was so sore I could barely move, I really enjoyed pulling up the drive and seeing our mulched flower beds and freshly cut grass.
- Time with Phillip. As he gets into the planting season, I see less and less of him. Some nights he's in the fields until 10:30. I really do savor the little moments with him, whether it's just watching tv at night, or eating dinner at the kitchen bar.
- Planning for the future. I realize that this goes against the idea of savoring the moment, but I really love when Phillip & I are able to talk about our lives, and our plans. It's something I love to do, and I totally savor making plans.
- Not being busy at work. After the last few weeks, it's kind of nice to just relax. It will be super busy again before I know it, and I'm trying to savor this time.
- Meeting our friends' new baby. So adorable. We got to meet him when he was just four days old, and I really believe that a newborn is just the most precious thing in the world.
- Seeing an old friend. You know that type of person, where it doesn't matter how long it's been, you instantly feel like you saw them yesterday? That's how this girl is. I just feel at home seeing her.
- Making time for me. Sometimes you just need some alone time!
- Reading. I just started the Stephanie Plum books, and I like them. Very quirky sense of humor, which I love. Not sure why it's taken me forever to start these, since I've heard so many good things about them from so many people, but I picked up the first one on Saturday. I really want to read more, and I'd like to alternate a light, funny book with a heavier, more intellectual one. Any suggestions?
- Grilling. I love this time of year, for pork, burgers, chicken, and even veggies. No mess to clean up!
What have you taken the time to enjoy lately? Are you living your word?
Saturday, May 2, 2009
When I think back four months, to January 1st, my impression is that this year is flying by much too quickly. I feel like it was yesterday that I freaked out about turning 24.
Or completed my first digital layout. Or the other many things I've done or experienced and documented.
And even though, looking back, the year is speeding by, I felt like last week was the longest week of my existence. Waiting. I hate waiting.
Time really is relative. Which makes sense, because like my relatives, time is crazy.
Friday, May 1, 2009
I finished college in three years. My first semester, I only took thirteen credits, and honestly? I had WAY too much time on my hands. I met with my advisor, and we decided it was totally possible to finish in three years. The spring semester of my freshman year was my test. I jumped to eighteen credits, taking six classes instead of four. And it was tough. But I knew I could totally do this. I even took twenty-one credits one semester, three of which were an independent study. I also LOVED taking online classes. While I wouldn't want to do this for my entire degree, or for more in-depth classes where interaction is more important, it was great for some of my electives like World Religions and Animal Science 101. In total, I think I ended up taking four online courses, two independent studies, and two courses at a community college in the summer. I took full semesters of summer and "winterim" courses every year. (Our winter break was eight weeks long.) I was so excited to graduate in three years, proving to myself that I could set a goal and achieve it.
I finished that degree three years ago.
I have three "completed" scrapbooks. Our honeymoon to Napa & Sonoma was the first set of pictures I'd ever scrapped. I consider Christmas 06/07 to be complete, as the book is stuffed and I will have to start a new album for 2008. I also did Ali Edward's Week in the Life project last October, and I consider that album completed. (I would LOVE to do this again, either a larger one-month version or a very detailed look into one day. Actually that would be a fun experiment - posting what I'm doing maybe every 30 minutes or so? Or totally boring. Whatev.)
I have owned three cars. I got my first car when I turned sixteen, a Ford Focus. I loved this car - a great first car. I literally ran it until it died. Over 120,000 miles in 7 years. Pretty impressive, right? There were SEVERAL times in the last two years when the car refused to start, or the engine cut off AS I WAS DRIVING. One very cold day in January, as I was delivering invitations to realtors in Lewes, my car just refused to start. Note: this was two months AFTER we put almost $2,000 of work into the car - just to get it to pass inspection! I had to get it towed to the nearest Ford dealer, who told me the car was probably worth $500. Fantastic. At this point, the car is only 7 years old (brand new when I bought it). We were SO frustrated. We ended up basically giving the car away for scrap. The next day, I bought a Honda Accord. Fantastic car. Probably would have kept it for ten years, but when I started my current job, I was eligible for a company car as one of the perks. We tried to sell the Honda for months, finally ended up selling it to Phillip's grandparents. My car now is a Toyota Camry, which is definitely my favorite, mostly because we don't have to pay for gas, maintanence, or insurance. Yay!
My credit card bill this month is three times bigger than my husband's. He doesn't know yet. Yikes.
I thought I'd write about a memory from third grade, but I honestly can't think of a single thing. Not even anything insignificant. Weird. I have plenty of memories from other years in school.
I started dance lessons when I was three. I can remember LOVING going to classes. I continued until I was fourteen. At that time, I was dancing close to fifteen hours a week and I was totally worn down. I knew I was never going to pursue dancing as a career, and I wasn't good enough to use it for scholarships to college, so I turned in my pointe shoes. Very bittersweet for me, as I made so many good friends. (I actually just found one of my old friends on facebook. She and I were inseparable for years, and she actually did go on to dance in college. Not sure what she's doing now, but I hope to catch up with her.)
Three things I'd rather be doing right now: sleeping, scrapbooking, playing on the internet.
Three things I need to do this weekend: clean my messy house, mow the grass, clean my scraproom.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
My mom has a great story about the first book I "read." I was reading well before kindergarten, though not nearly as early as my parents thought!
We had a Precious Moments book called "Love Is..." It was a board book, great for little kids. It was often my request at bedtime. Pretty simple book, maybe 10 pages total.
Well, one night I asked my mom if I could read it to her. I believe I had just turned 4. I read her the whole book, turning the pages at appropriate times. She was so impressed! She couldn't believe I could read EVERY WORD in the book!
Hmm... funny how that was the only book I could read. Yup, I had memorized it. I knew what words went with what pictures, and could recite the book. She still laughs about how I "tricked" her.
I still have that book in my attic. It reminds me that if you can't solve a problem head on, look for a way around it.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
I feel like I haven't really shared any STORIES lately, so here's a good one.
Last Friday, it was gorgeous outside. Unbelievably so. 75 degrees, sunny, a very light breeze. Pretty much the perfect day.
Instead of going to Curves, I decided I'd go home and take the dogs for a run. (I pretty much hate running, which just goes to show how lovely it was outside that I was willing to deal with it.)
I pull on my workout clothes, grab a baseball cap, and I'm out the door with the leashes. Garage door slams behind me. I freeze, then slowly turn around and try the knob.
Yep. Locked myself out. Again.
Well, no big deal, I thought, Phillip will be home by the time I finish running.
Jack, Leia, and I enjoy a nice run through the woods. I thoroughly tired them out, which I was pretty smug about. We've been running for about 45 minutes, which I figure is plenty of time (and honestly, about all I could take).
We head back toward the house, only to find that my husband STILL isn't home. I whip out my cell phone to call and find out where he is.
Phillilp: I'm still at work; I'll be home in about half an hour.
Me: Oh. I locked myself out. Again.
Phillip: Wow, that sucks.
Me: Yeah, no kidding. Guess we'll keep running.
So the three of us headed down the lane toward my MIL's home, only to find that she wasn't home either.
However, my brother-in-law is standing outside talking on his cell phone.
I tell him my story, about what an idiot I am for locking myself out of the house AGAIN.
The crazy part? He says, "Yeah, I'm locked out, too."
I mean, really, what are the odds?
Now for the moral of the story:
You should always leave a spare key at someone else's house. And my choice should not be my MIL's house.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
We have two dogs, Jack & Leia. I also may have mentioned them a time or two. To be honest, they’re really growing on me. We go on runs sometimes. They come when I call them (okay, this has actually only happened maybe three times, but still).
We lived with each other for two months before we got married. We probably wouldn’t have done that if my parents weren’t in the middle of a horrendous divorce. Needless to say, I wanted to be out of that house. I graduated in June, and we got married in October, so it was a little pointless for me to find a place to stay by myself for four months.
I've been married two years.
Two years ago, I was twenty-two.
We have two spare bedrooms in our house that are just waiting to be filled with (hopefully) two children. Coincidentally, it was about two months ago that I broke down in hysterics over said future children while driving home from Pennsylvania on my husband's birthday. Fun times.
(Things are MUCH better now. I truly believe that every once in a while, you have to freak out a little bit.)
I have held two jobs post-college. First, I was a sales rep for a major new-home-construction company. Fun at first, until I got put on full commission in May of 2007. Hello, housing crisis. Not really the best position to be in, honestly. Plus I had to work weekends, which was majorly cramping my style. It was a hard decision to leave, but I'm glad I did. I really like my current job as a loan officer for another major organization. Much more customer service and people orientated. Very family-friendly atmosphere. Company car. All good things.
Two places I would LOVE to visit are Greece and Italy. I'm not sure what it is exactly, but I'd most like to visit the little towns, and maybe see where my family lived.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
1. I ordered some of my digital layouts from scrapbookpictures.com (because if it's good enough for Ali Edwards, it's definitely good enough for me.) They turned out great! I'm very impressed with both the quality and the shipping speed. And my husband? Totally impressed with my computer prowess.
2. Speaking of scrapbooking, I have VERY FEW pictures left for my littlest sister! Yay! I'll be so relieved, because when I'm finished I can work in a more relaxed mode, i.e., no deadline! My next project will be my husbands years and years of hunting/fishing pictures. His requests? "No froo-froo." No problem, babe. I'm actually doing little 6x6 pages - quick and easy, a little cardstock, a tiny bit of patterned paper, and a line of journaling for names/dates. That's all he wants. I'm then going to put all the pages in a 12x12 album in whatever order he wants. This is "get it done" album, not a "be as creative as you can" album, for sure. I also need to do last year's Christmas pictures. But hey, there's no rush, right?
3. It is totally annoying to me that there is someone in my office who refuses to flush the toilet properly. I mean, seriously, what is your problem? I think I know who it is, too. I guess I was under the impression that once you were, oh, I don't know, past the age of maybe SEVEN, you were pretty competent regarding the whole toilet-flushing scenario. Clearly, I overestimated one of my co-workers.
4. I thought THIS was a fantastic article. All about narcissism and self-entitlement, which I actually see a lot in my job. People are astounded when I won't give them a half-million dollar loan, when they only have $200 in the bank and a credit score in the low 600s. Sorry, but you do still have to earn some things in life. I also think there's a big difference between loving yourself and being full of yourself. I can spot cocky a mile awhile, and sorry, but that just doesn't fly with me.
5. I'm totally loving twitter. Seriously. It's super addicting. And I am SO looking forward to the "Everyone Can Write A Little" class, starting in May. I'm pumped!
6. My to-do list is only 3/4 of a page long this week. In comparison to last week, that's a freaking miracle. Just counted, only 12 items! Of course, the week is only half over, but still!
7. I'd really like to rent a good movie sometime this week. Any suggestions? We watched 7 Pounds last week, which was pretty good. Unfortunately, I figured out immediately what was going to happen, and continued to cry my way through the entire movie. We also watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Hilarious, but I honestly saw more of Jason Segel than I had EVER wanted to see. And watched Zack & Miri. Wow, really not that funny at all. It really could have been, but it totally wasn't. Seth Rogan was fantastic in Superbad (now, THAT was funny) and awesome in The 40-Year-Old Virgin, but he just is not cutting it as a leading man for me. Maybe I'm just always drawn to the support characters. Hmm.
8. This Saturday, we have the annual AG DAY at UD, my alma mater. I'm going up to help with one of the booths. Should be pretty fun. Best part is I get to swing by Babies' R Us for a shower gift and the HUGE mall they have the next town over. At least, it is much bigger than my mall. Like five times as big. So excited. I could really use a pair of black slacks, and maybe a summery dress.
9. I could really go for a bagel and cream cheese right now. From this place. Oh, yum.
10. The weather here is slightly screwy. Rain, rain, rain. Then, oh, look, one beautiful day of sunshine, with temps in the 70s. Hooray. Next day? 50 degrees and raining. Takes "April Showers" to a whole new level. Naturally, when July and August roll around, and we actually NEED the rain for our crops, it will be as dry as a desert. Just you wait and see.
11. I'll leave you today with our household's current favorite commercial. McDonald's, you've really outdone yourself this time.
Friday, April 17, 2009
I’ve decided that maybe you should get to know me better. I’ve been thinking on and off about this ever since I read this post.
My response to her question was that, basically, it takes some guts to put yourself out there for anyone and everyone to see. Normally, I’m not a huge fan of guts, but I thought I’d give it a whirl.
So, welcome to the first edition of “Cara, by the Numbers.”
(I also think that writing this might lead to an awesome scrapbook someday. Kind of like an ABC book, with a twist. If anyone has seen anything like this, I would LOVE to view it.)
On with the show. (On with the tell?)
I’ve been off the east coast one time in my life. For our honeymoon, we went out to Napa & Sonoma Valleys in California. Gorgeous. If you ever have a chance to go there, DO IT! You will not regret it. Not only was the wine fabulous, but we were surrounded by acres of indescribable scenery. We found something new and amazing and breathtaking at every turn.
Our honeymoon was also the first time I took an extended trip with my husband. I quickly realized how lucky I was to have married him. After a week of being with each other (and only each other) 24/7, we still had a ton to talk about and we weren’t even close to being tired of each other. That’s amazing, and something I think many marriages lack.
Speaking of my husband, I have only had one love in my life. Yes, I dated other people, but he’s the only one I can say I truly loved. That’s pretty powerful stuff.
If I could choose to have just one drink for the rest of my life, it would be Coca-Cola. And while I’m choosing, I’d also choose to make it calorie-free. (Yes, I do know that this already exists in the form of Diet Coke, but it is NOT THE SAME!)
I have been hospitalized one time, and even then only for a few hours. When I was sixteen, I skidded on some gravel and wrecked my car. The witness who saw me says I skipped the ditch and actually flew about 50 feet before colliding with no fewer than four trees. It still remains the most traumatic experience of my life, one that I don’t really remember. I do remember feeling as if I was on fire from the powder in the airbag (very hot!) I also remember throwing up when they wheeled me through the hospital at what felt like 80 miles per hour.
I’ve only really been scrapbooking for a little over one year. The short amount of time seems almost surreal to me, because I find myself thinking about things in terms of scrapbooking or pictures or journaling, and I often wonder how I thought about things two years ago. Now, I look at the cherry tree out front, and think, that would make a gorgeous spot for a portrait. Two years ago, I would have said, hey, cool tree.
I love the show One Tree Hill. I don’t know why. My husband hates it, because he thinks it’s confusing.
Hmm...I think that's good for now. Stay tuned for next week's exciting episode: TWO!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
We changed around some of our operations yesterday to make them more centralized, so we are way behind. Awesome.
Thinking I really needed some caffeine, I poured myself half a cup of coffee. Disgusting. I'm not sure who made it, but yuck.
So I had to resort to this at 10:00 in the morning. Hey, it was an emergency!
All in all, not a bad morning.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
3. Why cannot I not take a decent photo of a scrapbook layout lately? I was really good at it for a while, but no more!
4. I am ridiculously tired lately. What is my issue? Cutting back on the caffiene totally sucks.
5. Monday night I made roasted sweet potatoes. Oh, my goodness. So delicious. Just chunk 'em up, salt, pepper, and olive oil. Takes about 25 minutes on 450.
6. It is way too cold for March. I do not want to wake up on March 18th to 37-degree weather. Where are you, spring?
7. My house is a disaster area right now. I totally do not have the "spring cleaning" bug that some people get. There is a pile of folded clothes at least 3 feet wide by 1 foot tall on my dresser that need to be put away. I started added to that pile at least a week ago. Maybe I should tackle that tonight. We'll see.
8. My office ordered pizza for lunch. I had vegetable pizza. Is that acceptable on the slim-fast diet? If not, it should be. It was awesome.
9. I want to go to bed early tonight, but I also want to watch CSI:NY. It's a toss-up.
10. The Mario Kart game will be on my doorstep tonight! I am WAY too excited about this. It's kind of embarrassing. However, my husband was definitely way more excited about Rock Band, so we're cool.
11. I really hate talking on the phone. I am way too easily distracted. Too bad that I am on the phone for maybe 3 hours a day with my job. I would much prefer to meet with someone face-to-face.
12. On the other hand, I am always super nervous about meeting new people. Weird.
13. I definitely am going to edit photos of layouts tonight and post them somewhere. Probably. Maybe.
14. Goals for my house for this week/rest of March: Put china in china closet, not just in box on the floor. Organize top shelf of closet with piles of clothes to donate/sell. Clean scrap room. Dust.
15. Food for thought: Why is it that I'm never low on gas until I'm in a hurry and don't have time to stop?
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Which means it's as good a time as any to update you on my 2009 goals.
Blogging - Most weeks, I've blogged about SOMETHING at least four times a week. Not too shabby. I though about making my blogging more regular, i.e. scrapping on Monday, story on Tuesday, etc., but I really would rather write (or not write) about what I want when I want.
Take more pictures - Average, maybe. I definitely think I'll be more inspired to take some pictures now that it's slightly warm out.
Creativity - I think I've been stretching myself more with the scrapbooking. I feel like I've finally found a style that I really like. I've also ventured into digital scrapbooking a few times, and I'm starting to get more comfortable with that.
Get Fit - I feel good, but I look and weigh the same. I've been doing SlimFast for the past two weeks, just to switch it up a little. I'm going to wait until the end of next week to evaluate how well that has worked. I'm also really trying to focus on eating lots of veggies. Just generally trying to make healthy choices. I have cut down on my caffeine (haven't had a cup of coffee in over a week) and my soda intake. Took some getting used to, but I'm starting to feel normal again.
My Word - "Savor" - I like to think that I am savoring the moments so far. Phillip & I have some pretty serious stuff happening in our extending families right now with our respective fathers, and I am trying to savor every bit of happiness with him that I can. If I choose to lounge on the couch with my husband instead of doing laundry, the world is not going to end!
How's your year so far?
Thursday, March 12, 2009
1. My three uncles came over last night to work on our shed. I picked up pizza and hot wings. I love pizza from the little hole-in-the-wall places. No Domino's for us. Or Pizza Hut (gag!).
2. I had a slice of cold pizza for breakfast.
3. I have a dentist appointment today. Phillip had one on Tuesday, and as it turns out, our regular dentist is out of the office for hip surgery. I am SO uncomfortable with going to a different guy. I'll let you know how this works out.
4. I ordered THIS. I remember playing Mario Kart on N64 with my older cousin when I was maybe 12. So much fun. This weekend I was babysitting for my little cousin and I played it on her DS while she rocked out to "Eye of the Tiger" on Rock Band. I NEVER had video games as a kid, so this is so much fun for me. Should be here next week.
5. I wanted to watch CSI:NY so badly last night, and I totally fell asleep halfway through.
6. I found out that I can't attend my middle sister's graduation from college because I'll be in North Carolina for a business trip. I'm so disappointed. Haven't told her yet. At least she's going to grad school, so I have another chance.
7. It really bothers me when someone doesn't use their turn signal. So irritating.
8. I haven't washed my car in at least 5 months. Maybe I should do that after the dentist today.
9. Recipe for Mexican Greatness Soup -
1 large onion, diced
2 garlic cloves, diced finely
1 can beef broth
1 can corn (I used frozen)
1 can black beans (drained)
1 can great northern beans (drained)
1 can refried beans
2 cans diced tomatoes
Package of taco seasoning
Package of ranch seasoning (like for dips)
Combine all ingredients in crock pot and cook on low 6-8 hours OR simmer on stovetop for 30 minutes. Yum.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
We call it the Trifecta.
All three of us (me & my sisters) have led our senior-year cheerleading team to a State Championship. So cool.
Sunday, our state held the championship competition. My littlest sister placed second with her all-star team, and first with the school team! It was so awesome to watch her and know that she followed in both our footsteps.
I can remember when she used to participate in the youth clinics we held when I was a high school cheerleader. She was always super enthusiastic.
She joined the middle school squad during my freshman year of college. I actually drove three hours round trip, three days a week, to coach that squad for two years. My other sister took over after I left.
I'm so proud.
Friday, March 6, 2009
I had my evaluation with my boss, and got a great review. Nice raise + bonus.
I'm very excited; heck, I'm excited that I HAVE a job. Today's meeting was just the icing on the cake.
(Funny story, our accounting department changed our salaries on our online files too early, so everyone knew by yesterday if they were getting raises and how much. It definitely made the evaluation a little less nerve-wracking for me. :) I didn't know about the bonus though, great surprise.)
Hope you're all having a super Friday as well.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
1. Two days ago I found a full carton of eggs in my freezer. I just know I had to be the one who put them there, but why? What was I thinking? "Ooh, frozen eggs, my favorite!"??
2. This morning I took the curve on my driveway a little bit too fast and skidded into the lovely pile of snow my husband had plowed. Yes, my little Camry got quite the workout this morning.
3. I have not been to Curves all week, and have decided that I'm really too lazy to go today as well.
4. We made Taco Soup last week (WW recipe from a co-worker). Very tasty. Phillip says, "Taco Soup is a stupid name. We should call it Mexican Greatness Soup." So we do.
5. Phillip is escorting my little sister in her high school's "Ms. Irresistable" Contest on Friday night. It's pretty much hilarious. They each have to dress up as a "woman in history." She chose Sarah Palin. Should be interesting, to say the least.
6. My newest Creating Keepsakes came yesterday. I've already read it cover to cover. Very good. I love the changes they've made for this year.
7. My skin is so dry from the cold weather that it is literally flaking off my forehead. Gross.
Have a great Wednesday/Thursday.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Just wanted to share some quick pics from our snow day on Monday:
Here I am, dressed up like Ralphie's little brother in The Christmas Story. See my nose?
Phillip playing with Jack & Leia.
Jack (center) loves the snow. Leia? Not so much.
Here I am, wondering yet again why the dogs NEVER listen to me.
Another pic of Jack. He had so much fun.
If you had snow this weekend, I hope you got to enjoy your snow day, too!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Yes, that's what the weatherman called it. And I remember that storm (I was 9), and it was AWESOME!!!
Anyway, my office was closed yesterday. I spent all day lying on the couch with my husband and playing in the snow with the dogs.
Oh, so hilarious. These dogs have basically never seen snow before (at least not like this!) They were SO confused. Keep in mind, they are beagles. At their highest point, they are maybe 10 inches tall. Some of the drifts were well over two feet. See where I'm going with this?
I laughed so hard.
I do have pictures, but as I was SO super busy yesterday, I have yet to put them on my computer. Will do so tomorrow.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Plus, BOTH of my grandmas are having surgery today. What are the odds? I'm waiting to hear how everything went.
Saturday I'm going back to UD for a sorority alumni event. There is a definite possibility of fun here, it depends who comes! My very best friend from college is currently attending grad school at Texas Tech, so chances she'll surprise us and come at the last minute are pretty much nil.
Very busy, very stressed, and finding it hard to believe that we're already two months through 2009. Does this shock anyone else?
Sunday, February 22, 2009
So, we've been building a shop for my husband. More like a second home, really, or at least it seems that way.
First, we graded dirt (and I use the term "we" very, very loosely here and throughout this post) and set poles. These poles are so incredibly heavy. I could not lift one end over two inches.
See that empty space? Phillip was one post short, and so he & I put that post up the next night. Notice how in the picture above, 4 grown men are holding the post in place? Yeah, I held that sucker. By myself. And Phillip tilted it in place. By himself. I was so impressed.
Next came the framing and the trusses.
Watching them set these with the crane was unbelievably cool. And that day, it was 25 degrees and the wind was blowing 30 mph. Not really the best day to set trusses, but we (my husband & his friends) are only working weekends, so we have to take what we can get, weather-wise.
The first two trusses up & braced.
Two of our friends up on the roof nailing 2x4s into the trusses.
It's a 16-foot building, so these guys are up there. And they just walk around like it's no big deal that they could fall at any moment.
At the end of the day, all the trusses are up, which ends the framing portion of the job. Still much to go. (Love this silhouette.)
Last weekend, they started on the metal roof. Here's the roof over the "office" portion of the shop:
Yesterday, they finished all the metal on the roof, which I have yet to take pictures of because I'm pretty lazy on the weekends. Next week, they will start adding the metal to the sides.
So what am I doing in all this?
I make lunch for 5-10 hungry men. Hamburgers, sandwiches, and one highly complimented round of pulled pork sandwiches. And sweet tea. Lots of sweet tea.
They eat quite a bit.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
On Nichole Heady's blog today, there was a challenge to create a card based on a sketch. The winner receives a roll of EACH of PTI's ribbons. Not bad, eh?
I needed a baby shower card anyway, so I pulled out "Bitty Baby Blessings" and went to town. I really like how this turned out:
Stamps: PTI Bitty Baby Blessings, PTI Polka Dot Basics
Paper: PTI White, Summer Sunrise, & Lemon Tart
Ink: PTI Summer Sunrise & Lemon Tart
Ribbon: PTI Summer Sunrise - Satin
Friday, February 6, 2009
Not much better today.
And here's something that's sure to make you feel better:
Good to know I was above (below?) average at a whopping 39% decrease for 2008.
I am so so so thankful it is Friday, but I do have to go to a bridal shower tomorrow, and let's be honest, that is not going to be the highlight of my weekend.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
I had to use the Emergency Brake 3 times on my way to work this morning. The weather report said that by midnight last night, the winter storm advisory would be over.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Spent the rest of the day playing on the computer, playing in my scraproom, and watching The Tudors.
Unfortunately, that mean tonight I will be doing laundry and cleaning my house.
That's the consequence of being ridiculously lazy for two days in a row.
Totally worth it.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I thought this was a pretty cool word for my year. It's something I need to work on a bit.
Savoring the moment.
In honor of last week's birthday, here's 17 random things I've savored so far this year.
1. Got a new haircut last Friday. Totally savored having my hair washed. This is seriously one of the best experiences. Love it.
2. Dinner with my husband Saturday night. Savored the time with him, and savored the awesome tortellini in a sauce that was basically cream and butter and liquor. Awesome.
3. Savored my four day weekend. The time to just do nothing.
4. When our heat stopped working this weekend, I totally savored the fact that my husband can build a heck of a fire. And for the first time ever, I built one myself. Savoring that feeling of accomplishment.
5. Savoring the fact that I have a craft room right now and I can just shut the door if it gets messy. Love having my own space, something I've really never had.
6. Also enjoying that my husband is basically a mini space heater whose sole purpose is to keep me warm :)
7. Hot showers.
(At this point, I've typed "savor" so many times that it's starting to feel like a made up word.)
8. I have a job. I like it.
9. My job is only 13 miles from my house. So nice.
10. I totally savor sleeping in late when I can. I LOVE to sleep.
11. Coca-cola. I enjoy it so much every time I take a sip. Ah.
12. Chicken salad from Sam's Club. I am so not a chicken salad fan. Mostly because I hate mayo. But this stuff is to die for. I pretty much eat it with a spoon at lunchtime.
13. The friends I've developed through online scrapping and blogging. There are some people out there that I feel like I really connect with, and would definitely never have met otherwise.
14. The Dunkin' Donuts coffee I am drinking right now. One Splenda and three drops of fat free French Vanilla Creamer. Perfection in a mug. Seriously.
15. Totally savoring that we are starting construction on a shop out back. Not only will my husband have a place to work on farm equipment, but he's building an attached office. Which means that all the deer heads hanging on the wall in his room/our computer room will be going out there. So excited. And I love that he's getting a place of his own too. He deserves it. (Our current office is "supposed" to be his room, but since it's where the computer is, I tend to spend some time in there. A lot of time, actually.)
16. Having the time to create. I love that I normally have an hour or so each night where I can do whatever I want, which has lately been scrapbooking.
17. Writing a blog. So much more fun than a journal. I love getting responses, and I really didn't think I would care one way or the other. But I do! I love it when someone helps me to think about something in a different way. And I really love when someone agrees with me.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I mean, really, what was I going to do, freeze time and stay 23 forever?
Not that I didn't consider it, believe me.
Oh, and I think I figured out why that specific number bothered me so much. Before Saturday, I was in my early twenties.
Now, I am in my mid-twenties.
See the difference?
My husband got me, among other things, the new Rachael Ray cookbook, "The Big Orange Book." Now, I've been a Rachael Ray fan simply for the 30-minute meal idea. Personally, she's a little too perky for me, but she does tend to have good, easy recipes.
So what happened, Rachael? I love how she writes about being able to find "gourmet" ingredients everywhere now. Uh, no. You can't. Super Wal-mart does not have broccoli rabe. Or canned San Marzano tomotoes. Or polenta. And Super Wal-mart is pretty much my option for groceries. My farmer's markets don't sell high-quality, hard to find produce. They sell tomatoes. And watermelon. And sweet corn. That's it. Sorry, but "gourmet" is not everywhere.
On the other hand, she devotes a whole chapter to recipes from her mom and MIL. And they look awesome. 4-7 ingredients. Recipes for whole chickens, pot roasts, and other meals my husband heartily approves of. Because there is no way in hell he is going to eat "Deviled Eggs with Caviar."