J is for…
If you will excuse me, I have some CSI episodes to be watching. 🙂
J is for…
If you will excuse me, I have some CSI episodes to be watching. 🙂
“I think I’m losing my mind!” Today I was folding a second load of laundry and had a few shirts that were wrinkled.I grabbed the Wrinkle Releaser off the coffee table and sprayed them down. I then hung them up to dry. I sat down on the loveseat to look at a magazine, and when I put the magazine down I just stared at the coffee table. Something wasn’t quite right, but I couldn’t figure out what. Then I saw it. The blue spray bottle sitting on the table. That wasn’t Wrinkle Releaser. It was Febreze! Oops. I had forgotten that I put the Wrinkle Releaser up and sprayed the furniture and curtains with the Febreze between laundry loads.
Heather and I met in kindergarten when we were in the same class. We were supposed to have the same 1st grade teacher, but I had to move. Within a couple of years, we lost touch.
In junior high we ran into each other at a teen VBS night and freaked out when we saw each other. (Somehow I ended up sitting directly behind her. We both heard each other talking and turned to look at each other. It really was one of those ‘only-in-the-movies’ moments.) We were jumping up and down, hugging, and squealing. I’m pretty sure everyone around us thought we’d lost our minds. We started keeping in touch through e-mail, until about a year later when I started dating a guy she went to school with. We started hanging out at football and basketball games. Eventually I got rid of the guy and met Steven, and we finally started having our double dates we’d been swearing we’d do for a couple of years.
I love her for lots of reasons…
She’s probably the most outgoing person I know. She’s very smart, and very strong-willed. Do NOT tell her that politics and religion don’t mix. She will quickly tell you her position on both of those topics. She loves my husband. She is always laughing and smiling. She makes me laugh. Heather loves kitties as much as I do. She remembers random memories from our childhood just like I do. She didn’t say anything when I screwed up big time and tried to make the same mistake twice. She gave the most excited response I’ve ever heard of when I asked her to be my bridesmaid. (That really meant a lot to me girl!) She was there to stand beside me on my wedding day, even though it meant rearranging her finals schedule and driving all day from Alabama to arrive just in time to stay up all night helping me decorate. She also drug her boyfriend along so that he could help too. She never complained about my bridezilla moments at the rehearsal. In fact, I don’t think she heard them. She just kept right on talking to the other bridesmaids and groomsmen. 🙂 When she asks for your opinion, she actually wants it. She loves Salsa’s Grill just as much as I do. She always has to have her “soggy chip.” She shares my love of “shiny things” and anything wedding related.
I have been buying lots of baby gifts for friends lately and more to come! My favorite gifts to buy are personalized things. Check out this web site for lots of cute gifts for babies and kids.
For wedding (or any occasion) gifts…
I really love these! I can’t wait to get my bedroom and kitchen repainted so I can order something.
Here you go. Our weekend that is award-worthy…
Back in March, a huge storm blew through and tore up our roof. The next week, we called to have the insurance company come look at it. Four weeks later, we still had not heard from them. My dad called back, and so did I. Two weeks later, they came to look at it. About a week after that, we finally got a check. Then, my sweet husband insisted on doing it himself. He’s done roofing before, so it shouldn’t have been a big deal. But oh wait, we live in Arkansas where the weather is insane all year long and he works out of town a lot. Sooo, it started raining in April and continued into May. Not much roofing got done. This weekend, KAIT was calling for a sunny and warm weekend, and Steven was off an extra day. Yay! We could actually get some roofing done.
Day #1: Saturday morning he got up and went to work on our roof. Then he realized he couldn’t find his knife and needed a new one for cutting the shingles. Off to Lowe’s we went. What happened while we were there? RAIN! Lots of it, too. We came home to discover some leaks in our kitchen. Fun stuff, but not a huge deal, right? Um, no. We couldn’t get that lucky. We went to a cookout that night, and when we returned home, we discovered that part of the ceiling had fallen in our garage. Again, not fun, but it wasn’t a HUGE deal because it was in the garage, and honestly I am surprised it didn’t fall a long time ago just from the moisture in our garage.
Day #2: After church, Stevenwent into the attic to pull back the insulation to let it dry, but before he could finish that it was too late. The ceiling in the kitchen cracked! Our goal was to get back at the roofing and worry about the inside stuff later. He started doing more roofing. Thankfully, I checked my e-mail. I had gotten an e-mail from the local tv channel that a storm was headed our way that night. Crap. Off to Wal-Mart we went for some better methods of covering our half-shingled section of roof. I climbed up and helped him cover everything with plastic. (It was actually kind of nice up there. We talked a bit, enjoyed the light breeze, listened to some coyote pups whimpering as they settled down for the night. We had no idea of what was to come.) We even nailed the plastic under the shingles, and he hauled plywood up to the roof to be nailed down on top of the plastic. When the rains came, they came hard! (By the way, when it started raining at our house, the news was saying that it was still 30-45 minutes away from us. Huh?) More leaking accompanied the rain. Back to the roof he went (in the rain) to try to fix the problem. Nothing worked. At about 10:30 p.m. we gave up after a huge bolt of lightening hit a little too close while my husband was on the roof. I pulled out some pans to catch the water and avoid ruining the floor, Steven took down the light fixture, and we started the demo on our kitchen ceiling. 🙂 We finally went to bed about 1 a.m. on Monday, after each of had taken our third shower that day!
Day #3: Steven had planned to get as much done as possible on the roof that morning before going back to work, but guess what. More rain.Now for some pictures of our lovely weekend project…
On the brighter side, we did REALLY hate that popcorn ceiling. 🙂
Christian friends! We are so blessed to have so many great friends that are brothers and sisters in Christ! God has really brought this to my attention a lot in the last few days.
Last weekend I had a bad day and spent Sunday evening at my friend Lindsay’s house. We hung out on the couch talking, laughing, and eating sugar cookies. It sure made me feel better. Even better than that though, was the text she sent me the next day just to say she was praying for me. How can anyone be in a bad mood, knowing someone is praying for them? Well I sure couldn’t. I called Lindsay, and we went shopping and to dinner. I later found out that she had been having a bad day herself, and she was praying for me!
Tonight I was sitting at the kitchen table at the Gragg House talking with their daughter and a friend of her’s. The house was full of people of all ages, some family and some friends. I don’t remember the girl’s name, (sorry!) but she asked if it was “somebody’s birthday or something?” Amanda shook her head, and I said, “Nope, this is just a typical weekend around here.” I thought more about that on the drive home. It is so wonderful to have such a great group of friends, that a stranger doesn’t even know who is a friend and who is actually related! Not to mention, friends that get together to cookout on a random week night. 🙂
Well, it appears that I have been sucked in by the alphabet posts.
A is for…
Anderson’s! That’s us! He is Steven. I am Emily. We went to the same high school, but we didn’t actually meet until after he had graduated. (I’ll save that for another post.) We met at a high school football game in September of 2003. I was 16, and he was 3 months shy of 20. Six months later, and I knew he was the one I would marry. He took a little longer to figure it out. 🙂 We got married on December 14, 2007 (Steven’s 24th birthday) with a beautiful ceremony and lots of friends and family there to celebrate with us.
Now we are settling into our not-so-typical married life. I am a full-time student, earning my bachelor’s in Digital Media & Design. I only have 2 more semesters! Yay! I also work part-time, and I am in training to be a Domestic Goddess. (Not going so great right now. School is getting in the way.) Steven is a lineman for an electrical contractor. He works on the road several days each week, so we don’t see each other everyday like most newlyweds. Right now, his schedule is 9 on, 5 off. In about 2 weeks it will be changing. Is this hard? Yes, but it is also rather normal to us. We lived about an hour and a half away from each other when we met. Only about a 12 or 14 months of our relationship have we actually lived in the same town without him working on the road, and those months were in 7 or 8 month increments.
Animals! We have lots of them, 4 to be exact. We have five if you count the extra cat that had to go live with my parents. We have three dogs and a cat. We don’t need anymore. Please do not ask us to take in a stray. For that matter, don’t even mention having seen a cute one. We both love animals! We can’t say no to pitiful looking little animals. 🙂