Friday, January 30, 2009
Blessed, Thankful, Awed...
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Also, I guess since The Ting Ting's are getting more popular in the US, they remade their video for "That's Not My Name." I like this one much better than the original. It's worth watching. (You might notice it's like a football game on speed...neon band, twirlers, and even cheer stunting too! Double bonus!)
I am so looking forward to Britney's CIRCUS concert, March 31st! I know it is still far away, but I am so anxious! The Pussycat Dolls (PCD) are opening for her, and I love their new slow song "I Hate This Part Right Here." I can't wait to see them either! But, of course, my love for Brit completely eclipses my like for PCD!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Here are the senior cheerleaders that were there, which happen to be some of my favorites from last year and this year. The dress on the far right was my favorite dress of the whole banquet...isn't it gorgeous? The back had a cutout square and two black bows connecting one side to the other. (hard to explain, but beautiful!) I told her she deserved the "best dressed" award! Oh, and you can always click on any picture on my blog to see it enlarged. :)Here are some of my freshmen cheerleaders that were at the banquet. They look so grown up!
Zac and I gave blood on Saturday, and neither of us really felt up to going out with some of the other coaches after the banquet. We came home and just pretty much went to bed, but first we took some pics with Molly. She has been a little clingy since we started back to school, and I don't blame her. She went from having us 24/7 to barely seeing us at all. Pobrecita!
Molly has never been afraid of being vocal when she wants something. Once at my parents house she sat at the bottom of a bookshelf for thirty minutes crying and whining, with an occasional bark. I thought she was going insane, and then I finally realized that there was a tennis ball resting on top of some books on the top shelf. How she knew it was there was beyond me, but hey, no one can say she's not persistent. Recently if we are cooking, or online, or watching tv, and not paying attention to her, she will sit at our feet and beg and cry for attention. (that makes us sound like bad parents, but I promise she gets plently of love, affection, and attention...she just wants it non-stop!) I was laying in bed the other evening watching Ellen, and she wanted me to play tug-of-war with her. See for yourself how pathetic she sounds, and how annoyed she gets when I imitate her...
Fellow Pop-Tarts! (my friends who love pop/hip-hop/rap/pop culture):
1. How amazing is THIS new song by Flo Rida? It might be a bit PG-13, but it is so fun and catchy, and it's a remake of that awesome old song "watch out here I come...you spin me right round, baby, right round, like a record baby, right round, round, round."
2. Surely y'all have already heard Kelly Clarkson's new song. Well, the video for it has leaked onto the web. Check it out.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
1. Best Picture: "Slumdog Millionaire"
2. Actor: Brad Pitt "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button"
3. Actress: Anne Hathaway "Rachel Getting Married"
4. Supporting Actor: Heath Ledger, "The Dark Knight"
5. Supporting Actress: Amy Adams, "Doubt"
To see the complete list of nominees, click here. But excuse me, where was Seven Pounds, and Gran Torino? Surely they didn't miss the cutoff, how could they have been overlooked? I am absolutely dumbfounded!! Rosario Dawson deserved an award for supporting actress (or would that be best actress), and Clint Eastwood CERTAINLY deserved best actor! :( Hmph!!!
UPDATE (1/25/09) The more I think about it, the more upset I am that Gran Torino was snubbed! It was such a powerful and amazing movie, with the best acting and writing and everything. I just don't understand. Seven Pounds was also great, but I'm not as mad about that one. I recommended Gran Torino to a friend and she just saw it last night and called to tell me how wonderful it was, which made me angry all over again that it's not being recognized. Well, Clint Eastwood, I would like to recognize you. Job Well Done!!!
P.S.-Zac and I just Revolutionary Road this past weekend and we both thought it was horrible. Did anyone like it? We thought it was awful. My blood is bubbling just thinking about it. Anyways, if you go to see it, don't say I didn't warn you! But if any of you did like it, I want to hear from you. Why? How?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
You might be wandering "Why Portland/Seattle?" Well, my friends, have no fear. I have prepared a David Letterman style list for that...
Top Ten Reasons we're Visiting the Northwest Coast:
10. Southwest Airlines was running a special, 50% flights to Seattle.
9. Zac loves Sleepless in Seattle, and I like Jason, The Bachelor from Seattle.
8. The trees and mountains are supposed to be amazing!
7. If something happens to us, we can meet the doctors of Seattle Grace Hospital. (paging McDreamy...paging McSteamy...stat!)
6. Space Needle, anyone?
5. It is near the place where Bella fell in love with Edward, therefore obviously romantic. (And full of diamond skinned Vampires! That is two reasons, really!)
4. We get to see Uncle Bill, who lives in Kent, right outside of Seattle. If you were at our wedding, there is NO way you forgot Uncle Bill. :)
3. I was awarded extra scholarship money for my good grades (3.9 GPA, big balla!) and we thouught a trip would be more fun than a new piece of furniture.
2. Did I mention Twilight? Probably not enough.
AND, Ladies and Gentlemen, the number one reason we are taking and so excited about this trip...
1. We get to stay with Zac's awesome cousin Luke, and his equally amazing wife Kayla!! :)
If you want to see more pictures, check out their BLOG. I think it is honestly what made me want to take this trip so badly! The land is gorgeous! We can not wait!!!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
What an exciting day for America, and for little old me! Because after all, this country is made up of single, individual, non-important people like me, who come together to make big and important decisions! :)
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Sasha (l) and Malia Obama at play in New Hampshire in 2007.
Bumper cars at the Iowa State Fair in August 2007.That was the lesson your grandmother tried to teach me when I was your age, reading me the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence and telling me about the men and women who marched for equality because they believed those words put to paper two centuries ago should mean something. She helped me understand that America is great not because it is perfect but because it can always be made better—and that the unfinished work of perfecting our union falls to each of us. It's a charge we pass on to our children, coming closer with each new generation to what we know America should be. I hope both of you will take up that work, righting the wrongs that you see and working to give others the chances you've had. Not just because you have an obligation to give something back to this country that has given our family so much—although you do have that obligation. But because you have an obligation to yourself. Because it is only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential. These are the things I want for you—to grow up in a world with no limits on your dreams and no achievements beyond your reach, and to grow into compassionate, committed women who will help build that world. And I want every child to have the same chances to learn and dream and grow and thrive that you girls have. That's why I've taken our family on this great adventure. I am so proud of both of you. I love you more than you can ever know. And I am grateful every day for your patience, poise, grace, and humor as we prepare to start our new life together in the White House.
This is an open letter written by Barack Obama to his daughters, when Parade asked him what he wants for his girls. I thought it was very sweet and well-written and just wanted to share it with y'all. :)
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Nati was shy when I first arrived, which has never happened before. It was cute though, and when it was time to eat, he made sure to sit right next to me. :) Claire has matured alot since Thanksgiving. She is talking lots more, and her personality is getting bigger by the day. She is the prissiest (is that a word?) little girl I have ever been around, and I LOVE IT! It is so cute. She is so girly, she even runs girly! (arms raised and out to the sides, so funny and cute)
It was a lovely party and it was great to spend a few hours with family. I enjoy living close to them, and am purposely appreciative, since I know we will not live near them forever. Here are some pics...
Ellen cutting the cake. The party was Sesame Street themed! :)
Claire playing with the piggybank toy we gave her. The Princess dress was from Aunt Tara and was quite a hit!
There was even a pinata. It was cool because instead of hitting it with a stick and being blindfolded, the kids took turns pulling a string. Several streamers were hanging down, and one of them opened the trap and let the candy out. Pretty cool, huh? Check out the video of Claire squealing as the candy fell all around her...
Before we left, we wanted to get a picture with Claire and Nati. It's not the best picture, but still pretty cute. :) Have I ever mentioned that I can not wait to have kids??
Monday, January 12, 2009
Here is one of my favorite little girls with Blue the Panther.
Ramsi and I liked the shirt design this year...
The cheerleaders attend and cheer for all the teams. The kids think of them as celebrities...it is so neat for both the kids and the cheerleaders! We served them lunch, and then helped with the award ceremony at the end of the day. :)
Friday, January 9, 2009
To see her interview on Ellen, click HERE, and for the second part, all about the movie Bride Wars, and also some funny dance movesclick HERE. (If you are only going to watch only one of them though, watch the first one!) Isn't she so delightful? Oh, and I will definitely go see Bride Wars.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
1. This week I confirmed the fact that I like The Bachelorette seasons much better than The Bachelor. In case you dont know the diff, The Bachelorette is one girl and 25 guys. When they guys are not with the girl, the play sports, workout, eat, whatever, but there is minimal drama. It is fun to watch. On The Bachelor, however, it is one guy and 25 girls. The girls in the house are catty and LOVE drama. It is hard for me to enjoy. Reminds me of high school cheerleading, haha. Too many girls and too many personalities equals TOO MUCH DRAMA!
2. I saw the first episode of the new Real World tonight and I am very intrigued! Zac and I both enjoy the show and we both think we are good at judging a person well, so it is interesting for us to compare what we think about each cast member. Do any of yall watch The Real World? What did you think? DJ is our fave so far.
3. Did you hear..."If You Seek Amy" is going to be the next single off of Britney's Circus album! I am surprised by the choice (can they really play that on the radio?) but I do love the song.
4. Zac and I just renewed our membership to Netflix. We subscribed for over three years (I like to brag that I was the first person of ANYONE I knew who had it. When I would try to describe it to people they were like "what...you can't mail dvd's! haha), but we cancelled it when we moved to Austin because we were so super busy. Anyways, we are back now and just watched our first movie tonight. Shooter. I forgot how amazing this movie is. Obvs we had seen it before, but if you have not seen it...RENT IT! It is awesome! :)
5. If you appreciate pop music, you MUST check out Comeback by Kelly Rowland. It isn't that new or anything, but I just recently discovered it and downloaded it. I also have the Karmatronic Club Mix, which is a delight if you are in the mood to dance or clean, or just feel happy! :)
6. I LOVE this purse. The brand is Pastry, which is Angela and Vanessa Simmons' (Rev Run's daughters) company. I got some Pastry shoes for Christmas last year and then ended up returning them because I needed a pair of Nike Shox. Anyways, they make really fun and colorful stuff, and I have always wanted to buy something from their line. I really love that specific purse and lots of their bags, but be honest...is it too "young" for me? I mean is a 25 year old supposed to carry a more sophisticated purse? I say no, but what do you think?
I told you that this was all useless stuff, that you prob don't care much about! :)
Haha, lots of stuff to comment about though...if you want.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A few years ago, in Burnet, I was asked to speak at Fellowship of Christian Athletes. I chose to spoke about the one area of my life which both heightened and challenged my faith...my illness. Here is the speech I gave that night, several years ago. It is very long, and keep in mind my audience was 14-18 year olds. (It was written to be spoken to an audience, not read by an audience, so it is a little rough, but I didn't want to change it.) I wanted to share it with yall on my blog, because even though alot of you knew what happened to me, most of you are not aware of the spiritual journey this took me on. Some of it is kind of embarrassing now, because I was immature spiritually, but this is my witness...
My family started going to church when I was in sixth grade, and even though I didn’t want to at first, I immediately loved it. I was baptized, confirmed, joined youth group and everything. To this day, my best friends are the ones that were in my youth group...so that’s just kind of a background of my faith. But anyways, when I was in eighth grade around spring break, I started to notice there was blood in the toilet when I would use the restroom. I ignored it at first, but it started to be more and more, and I started losing weight. I went to all these doctors and was never really worried. Well, that July right before my freshman year of high school, I was finally diagnosed. They told me I had a disease called Ulcerative Colitis, which meant that the lining of my colon (or large intestine) was full of ulcers. It is a lifelong disease with no cure. Well, it sounds like a big deal, but they put me on a real light dose of steroids, and I was better in a week. I was like, oh this is no big deal…its like a cold, if you get sick, you take medicine and get better right away. No big deal right?
Well, around Christmas time my freshman year (so I guess about five months later) I had a relapse. I started getting all the symptoms of the disease, but a little worse than that one time before.) This time it took a little more medicine to get me better, but it was still not a real big deal. Well, the rest of my freshman and sophomore year I kept going in and out of remission and each time it was worse than before and took more medicine than before to get me well again. Just so you have an idea, I was your age and taking anywhere from 12 to 64 pills a day depending on how I was doing. Well, when I was sick, I was on this steroid called Prednisone. I don’t know if any of yall have experience taking this, but its horrible. My face puffed up, I gained weight, I could not sleep, I was moody, I mean I would cry over the pettiest things like not being able to decide what to order at a restaurant. My hair was falling out, I mean it was all this little stuff, but also the steroids depleted my bone mass, so I was also getting bone density tests done at age 15, they told me I had osteopenia which is a notch below osteoporosis. This other med I was on called Immuran lowered my white blood count so much it basically crashed my immune system. I would have to go get blood work done once a week to check my levels, and my immune system was so bad, I had to wait in the back of the clinic, because they were worried if I went through the waiting room I was too likely to get sick. It was just like a cruel circle, I mean I had to take this medicine to make my Colitis better, but then it did all this other stuff to me too.
Well, eventually I started to get sick of it. I hated it. I was so tired of having an optimistic outlook and being strong and happy all the time. I started thinking ya know, if God loved me, he would not let this happen to me. If I am a child of God, and I am a good person, why would He allow me to suffer like this? I started to become angry yall. I was like forget Him…if he doesn’t care about me, I won’t care about Him either. My attitude changed, and people probably noticed. I know I started kindof distancing myself from my parents who had always been my best friends and supporters through all this. I was just hateful, and I became rebellious in my faith. I mean I didn’t turn into this wild child or anything, it was all in my mind. It was like subconsciously I was getting revenge at God. I quit praying, I quit reading my bible, when I went to youth group I would just visit with my friends but not pay attention when we were discussing God.
So ok, at the very beginning of my junior year there was this huge back-to school bash at this girls house whose parents were out of town. I didn’t usually go to the parties, and if I did it was just to drive someone else home and stuff, but I decided that night I was going to drink. Being a good girl had not gotten me anywhere, and to tell you the truth, I was kinda sick of being considered a goody-goody. So, I had a few drinks, got a huge buzz, and then I went home. I thought I was fine…my friend took me home and I got home safe, my parents never knew I didn’t really go to the movies, and I woke up the next morning feeling a little blah but I guess I was just hungover. Well, the funny thing is I remember laying in bed that Saturday morning and thinking, that’s weird, I don’t feel any different for having a few drinks that night before. I did not feel any cooler, I wasn’t grown up all of a sudden, I guess I felt a little guilty for lying to my parents but I was like oh well, no big deal. I sort of chalked it up as just a stupid mistake, but ya know, oh well…Life goes on.
Well, Monday afternoon when I was changing after school for cheer practice I used the restroom and saw that I was having a relapse. I was devastated; I mean I knew I had done this to myself. If you know anything about ulcers, you know that alcohol can cause them. I was distracted that whole practice and just kind of mad at myself, because I felt stupid. I didn’t even have that much fun drinking, it was just a stupid choice I had made, but now I was gonna pay for it, because I was having a relapse. I went to the doc and he put me back on the usual meds, but this time I wasn’t getting better. You thought I was hateful and resentful towards God before? Now, I was more than ever. I was furious. In my eyes at the time, He was making me pay for my mistake and He was doing this all on purpose. I thought since I didn’t talk to Him anymore, and since I had gone to that party, God was gonna show me who was in control. Well, I was just angry!
So the doctors kept increasing the amount of steroids I was taking (my body not responding the whole time!!!) until they could ethically and safely not allow me to take any more. I was still in a relapse and it was the worst one I had ever had. I was having pains, bleeding lots and also at the same time on all these crazy meds that had all these extra side effects. So, we tried IV therapy, where I would go sit in the same clinic cancer patients receiving chemo were in, in this little recliner for three or four hours a week hoping this medicine they were giving through IV would soothe and heal the ulcers so I could get back to normal. Well, needless to say it didn’t work. Finally my doctor hit me with the big news. My cells in my colon were so damaged and had started to mutate, it was looking like pre-cancerous cells. Colon cancer. I was 16 y’all. So, my doctor mentioned that there was a surgery they could where they would take my entire large intestine out and I would have an ostomy bag on the outside of my body for six weeks, and then hopefully If everything went right and they were able to repair the inside of me, I would get rid of the bag and go back to using my own system again. I was scared, but at the same time, I was just ready to be better and quit suffering, so I guess I felt a little brave too. I just wanted to not be sick. So we went and saw the surgeon. My whole family went, I remember that we talked about all these different risks, like if it doesn’t go right I would have this bag thing on the outside of my body for the rest of my life. It was scary, but the risks of surgery still outweighed the risks of keeping my colon since it was hurting me more than helping me, and it would only get worse in the future.
About a week after that appointment when we decided to go through with this major, and rare surgery…it all sunk in. I was going to be knocked out for 5 hours while they operated on me, I would stay in the hospital a week, use a bag for six weeks, and then go back to the hospital again for another surgery to remove the bag and be in for another week, and I was gonna miss three months of school my junior year. That was my breaking point.
I was so scared and worn down, and just exhausted from holding up this “I’m tough, I will handle this on my own, I don’t need you God” attitude, I broke down. I cried every night and pleaded God to forgive me. I needed him more than ever. I felt guilty for turning my back on him and then crawling back to him when I needed something. I started reading the scripture, and I started finding all these scriptures. I brought my journal, and I want to read a few of them to you.
1 Peter 5:7...Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.
Proverbs 3:5-6...“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.
Psalm 145:14...The Lord upholds all those who fall, and lifts up all who are bowed down.
Psalm 62:5-6...Find rest O my soul in God alone: my hope comes from Him. He alone is my rock and salvation. He is my fortress and I will not be shaken.
Philippians 4:6-7...Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and minds in Jesus Christ.
1 Peter 4:12-13...Dear Friends, do not be surprised at the painful trial you are suffering, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice that you participate in the sufferings of Christ, so that you may be overjoyed when His glory is revealed.
Psalm 42:11...Why are you downcast, Oh my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior, my God.
Okay, can you imagine just randomly flipping through your bible and finding all these scriptures that are speaking directly to you? God was with me that night, and yall, I truly do believe that. I truly think God was saying “Here, be comforted…take this advice, trust in me, let me help and heal you!”
So I slowly started believing again. And y’all I'm not saying it was overnight, but I got into the word and found all this comfort, so I quit trying to do it on my own.
I became closer to god than I had ever been. I mean every thought in my mind was directed to God, it was like my days were one long conversation with god. Seriously any thought I thought was directed towards God. I was in constant prayer, and you know what happened? I felt this strange comfort, I cant explain. Corinthians 1:5 says For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.
I was about to undergo what doctors said would probably be the hardest thing I would ever experience (including childbirth and everything) and I was totally relaxed. I felt safe, I felt guarded. God was on my side, I felt like nothing would get me down. Yall, you might think its dumb, but I was so at peace with everything about to happen, I wasn’t scared, its like I just knew I was being taken care of. When I was scared I would pray, when I was hurting I would pray. And people saw this sudden strength and attitude change. I quit focusing on the bad things (poor me, why me? What did I do so wrong to deserve this? Etc…) to all the good things, like well I am lucky I have such a great family, and I am glad my parents can afford to get me the care I need, and I am so glad I have the best doctors in the whole wide world. People asked me how I was dealing with everything so well. Well, in 1 Corinthians 10:31 it says:Whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.
So I told them God was helping me through it. This was not me at all, God had taken over and was literally carrying me through each day. People at school thought I was hiding my fear or something, like how can she be so calm and collected when she is so sick and about to go through this major thing? I was happy, so they thought I was just internalizing everything. Proverbs 17:22 says that A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries the bones. But when people would say stuff, I would tell them…God is with me, and it became an easy way for me to witness. I could have never before so easily talked about God with my peers, but suddenly it was so easy for me to share. I was so grateful, and I just wanted everyone to know. I was able to use what I was going through to reach other people, and since I had they thought I was so vulnerable and should have been so sad and terrified, I wasn’t just saying it, they could actually see that God was with me and helping me by my attitude.
So, I got through the surgery fine, and throughout my healing time, I felt so blessed in a million ways. to have such wonderful doctors, great friends, family, church. I missed three months of school but it flew by. I constantly had visitors and love surrounding me. My youth director would come and visit me and tell me she could feel Jesus shining through me. I'm not bragging or anything guys, but isn’t that the goal? Don’t we all want people to just see us glowing like we are on this high that can only come from Jesus? God used me and I was an instrument of God.
Okay, so I know my situation is really unique, but guys it really doesn’t matter what it is…say your parents are getting divorced, or you are sad you are leaving for college, you have lost a loved one or just anytime you are facing a difficult time, you have to make a choice. You can resent God for putting you in the situation (which I can tell you from experience is no the way to go) or you can turn to God and say, okay, I surrender, you're right I cant do it on my own, help me, use me, whatever it is, I will serve you and praise you because you are my Lord. Just think y’all, you know that comfort and peace I felt after I came to God…what if I could have had that all along? What if I didn’t have to be so scared and bitter and hateful and resentful? I didn’t have to, if I would have just turned to God earlier, and you don’t ever have to experience that either. I promise, if you put your faith and trust in God, He will come through, he will not disappoint you.
James 1:2-4 says Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.
I could not understand at the time why in the world I was so young and going through this horrible thing, but I look back, and its so clear to me now. I am a stronger person and God knew what he was doing, he tested me more and more until I finally broke, and as weird as it sounds, I am glad He did. I might never have been so close to God if it weren’t for those times I had no choice but to turn and give all of my energy to Him.
Y’all, I hope that you got a little something out of tonight. I just hope you can remember that whenever things get tough you DO have someone on your side, and you are NOT alone, and you never have to be. I know God has the same peace and comfort for you that he showed me.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Both Ellie and Madeline got pink cell phones for Christmas. Here are my pink little cuties...
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Saturday, December 20-Drove to Waco and had lunch with my dad and Uncle Mel. Zac stayed with them in Waco to watch a state playoff game, and I drove on to Austin. Papa took us out to eat to celebrate the end of my semester and my good grades. :)
Sunday-I had brunch with my friend/big brother Danny. It was his birthday so we went to Kirby Lane to celebrate and eat some big yummy pancakes. Hot pancakes with a friend on a cold day is the best! :) Mom returned home from Houston with Madeline, so we played and then went to eat at Carinos. I have never seen a person love spaghetti more than she did!Monday- Tatem and Eliza came over for a playdate with Madeline. They were so cute together!! I have two amazing nieces! For dinner that night we went over to the Willey's house. Mom and Patti were friends in college and even roommates for awhile. Patti and Van have three kids (about our age), and we have been friends forever. I love having old friends, who you played with in diapers. Now we are married, starting families and all that fun stuff. It's awesome to have friends you have known since before you could remember, and to know that our kids will be friends too. :)
Tuesday- We met up with the Donaldson's (our best friends from Burnet) in Round Rock for lunch and then ice skating. Chris's mom lives in Georgetown, so it is nice to get to see each other over the holidays and summer and spring break when we are both in the Austin area at the same time. They are amazing friends and we miss living down the road from them. Tuesday evening we headed to Katy.Wednesday- Christmas Eve! We woke up at Liz's house and went into Houston to see Baw and have lunch with her. After a few hours at her house, we all loaded up and headed back to Katy to spend the night at the Bartlett's, where we had Christmas.Thursday- Christmas!! My cousin Chris who lives in Denver surprised us all by driving down for the special day. Madeline did not rush through gifts...she wanted to spend a little time with each toy, which was cute. She got a spring horse from Baw and a sit-n-spin from my parents, so it was fun to see her reaction to those big gifts. We had a big group, since Andy's family was there also, but it was a wonderful day...very fun. I got to take a big fat nap, which was nice too! We had to take Molly to the Animal Hospital (read below for details) that night, which was horrible, but overall it was still an amazing day!Friday- Every year on the day after Christmas we get together with all of my Grandfather's side of the family. My mom's cousins and their kids and grand kids. It's funny because my cousins Karen and Laura live in the D/FW area, but I don't get to see them much (which I plan on changing), so it is nice to know for sure that I will see them on the 26th each year. Friday night we continued a tradition we started last year by going to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner and drinks. It was alot of fun, of course!Saturday- We drove to Burnet for our Christmas with the Oldhams. Tatem and Eliza were already there, so we all went out to eat at Tamale King, which was my favorite restaurant when we lived in Burnet. After dinner, Mom and I went grocery shopping, and then I made some chocolate chip cookies. I forgot to follow some of the directions, but they still turned out delish!Sunday- Oldham Christmas Eve. Eli and Scott arrived to town and we had a spaghetti lunch and festive dinner. The Oldham tradition is to do snack food stuff for Christmas eve, so we had queso, spinach artichoke dip, meatballs, salsa, and much much more. We had the best time sitting around the table (ALL 10 OF US!) and laughing and telling Christmas stories from our childhoods. We painted ornaments and sang carols. It was great. Dad got anxious, and the time felt right, so we ended up opening gifts on Christmas Eve instead of Christmas. We each got one gift, since we drew names this year, but I think everyone put alot of thought into the gift since they only had to buy one. It was neat to go slow and see what everyone got. Eliza got TONS of stuff...she was so cute and funny.Monday- Oldham Christmas! :) Before we ate a big scrumptious meal of turkey and dressing and all that fun stuff, we went to a friend of Mom's house and got to play with 8 beautiful Boston Terrier puppies. Needless to say, I was in love, and it was hard to leave without one. (I think Molly's eye injury made it easier, since I knew I needed to devote all of my attention to her.) Monday evening we drove to Llano (which is like 30 minutes from Burnet) to meet my parents and my Aunt Nancy and Uncle Mel and cousin Matt (who is usually in London) at their favorite restaurant Coopers Bar-B-Que. After dinner we headed to Austin to spend more time with my cousin Matt, and to do some shopping.Tuesday-Shopping on SoCo (South Congress in Austin) and at the Round Rock Outlet Mall, and spending time with the fam. We went to a bar called Bagpipes to eat and watch the Oklahoma State football game. Poor Zac...his team didn't win.
Wednesday-headed home to Midlothian. We had a laid back New Years Eve...just went out to eat at the Outback and then rented The Dark Knight, which we hadn't seen since it was in the theaters last summer. We were kinda lame, but it was nice to be low key, after such an eventful 12 days. :)
Saturday, January 3, 2009
It's been a week and the swelling, and most of the redness and the grey spot have gone away, but it still bothers her alot. We ran out of the pain killer two days ago, and I felt awful for her. She likes the dark and she is resting alot, so hopefully she will be back to her old self in no time. It still looks pretty bloodshot, but I'm hoping that just means the blood is rushing to it, to help heal it, so maybe that is not a bad thing? I just know I want her to not be in an ounce of pain, and I want her to feel like herself again. If it is this upsetting for me to see Molly in pain, I can't imagine what my parents felt like when I was so sick in high school. It is a very helpless and miserable feeling. What will I be like when I am a mom and my little boy breaks his arm or something? If it is comparable to the emotions I have been going through over the last week with Molly, but magnified because it's your human child going through it...ugh, I can't even imagine!
Friday, January 2, 2009
Oh, and I took over 400 pictures over the past two weeks, so I am sorting them out and getting ready to write a few posts. Thanks for being patient. I DO have lots to share! :)