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.