i love my man!

I picked this book up at work. It looked intriguing to me so I started to read it....and finished it in two sittings! Josh was a little skeptical (and I have to admit, I was a little too) since it was written by a woman, but I found that her research was very extensive and thorough. Some things she talks about enlightened further what I already knew...and some things totally took me by surprise. She acknowledges that not all men in the world are the same, and thus she had to make generalizations based on the results of all the surveys and interviews she conducted. I would encourage any woman to read this book as I think it will enable her to love her man very well!

memorial day

I'm a little late with this, but wanted to show what my hubby did for us last Monday! He grilled steaks and potatoes! Oh, and these were the most amazing steaks EVER!! They were huge, juicy, and perfect! It was pouring down rain, so we couldn't eat outside, but he set up this cute little spread between the house and the garage. So we watched the rain while we chewed on the meaty goodness.

i did it myself!

The first of hopefully many projects. I told my mom when I got my sewing machine the first thing I would make would probably be an apron, just b/c it would be nice to have one and it seems like a simple thing to make. I haven't sewed in I can't even remember how long, so I thought starting with the basics would be the best move. So my mom sent me this....




I love it!! Here, let me get a little closer so you can see what I'm talking about.



We have a running joke between my mom, my brother Daniel, and I. Daniel would say to my mom, Mom, am I weird? To which my mom would reply, No! You're not weird, you're special!! Hearing this dialogue I would pipe up, Mom? Am I special too? To which my mom would so lovingly reply, No, you're weird. This may sound harsh, but it was a game, and I loved it. It always ended in fits and giggles. So that's why I find this particular pattern she sent me a little humorous. What? You still don't know what I'm talking about? Here, let me help you.




Thanks, Mom, I know that you really do think I'm special and not weird! And it was actually the exact level that I needed to start out. Thanks! Here's the finished product...

prodigy

I found it! The answer to independent wealth! This is my cat prodigy, Yahtzee. Now we just have to work on that gross habit of his....

house purchase

Today I purchased something for my house. It's great, it's grand, it's gloriously beautiful. It's something that every new homeowner dreams of.........





















It's a dish-rack. Completely overpriced, in my opinion. However, I decided it's a must-have when I realized I was pulling out more dirty dishes than clean from my dishwasher. Shucks, I'm gonna miss handing over the task of dishwashing to a machine! I'm no stranger to dishwashing....as early as I can remember I was part of the dishwashing shenanigans at the homestead. I wish I could say it holds many fond memories for me, however I think most of my sibling sqabbles took place over that sink. Maybe not the majority of them, but definitely the worst of them. Something about soapy dishwater, wrinkled fingers, and painful towel slaps (is that what they're called?) used to bring the worst out in me. I do have one very good memory that sticks out among all the screaming and splashing. My dad was probably out at the barn, and my mom left to go somewhere. Before she did she cautioned my brother Daniel and I that we had better have the dishes done when she returned. She left, and we set to task. Daniel said he wanted to play a game. He wanted to see exactly how fast we could finish the dishes. He wanted to set a record. I thought this sounded like fun and so the fastest, splashiest dishwashing job ensued. I don't remember the details, just laughter, fun, and wet. Daniel had a way of doing that every once in a while. Making a job fun. So, while I don't expect to have anymore dishwashing, sibling squabbles over my new dish-rack, I do see more soapy dishwater and wrinkled fingers in my future...at least until it's time to gut my kitchen and put in a new one!

shameful

I caught Yahtzee looking at kitty porn today. I don't know what I'm gonna do with that cat.

relaxed

Josh doesn't smoke. Except for when he's rummaging through boxes and finds an old cigar from 1932. Just kidding, it's not from 1932...but it's at least a few years old. I thought this was a hilarious sight. Chillin' in a camping chair on the patio, big ol' headphones so he can hear his music, smokin' a cigar.

thank god i'm a country girl

Yesterday evening was filled with a romp roarin' good time while Josh mowed the lawn and I dealt with this:


This is the patio outside our bedroom. A month or two ago we raked up a ton of leaves...and left them here.


It has since rained and rained, creating a soppy, yucky, dirty mess. And that's not all. I may not like soppy, yucky, dirty messes, but you know who does?


That's right, nobody likes me everybody hates me, I'm gonna go eat worms! Please tell me you've heard that song. Oh, and also, I totally screwed up this photo when I was playing around with it so there's only a total of about two worms in this picture, but just take my word for it. It was like spaghetti under there. And, I will admit, considering all of the things that could have come crawling out of this mess, worms really aren't that bad, even if there were enough in that pile to start a freakin colony. I thought, wow, that's gross, but oh well I'll go get the gloves in the garage. After searching the garage, said gloves were nowhere to be found. I realized I would be handling this mess all-naturale. Yes, I know there's no 'e' on naturale, and no, I don't mean naked. I went back and looked at the pile thinking, Really? This is so gross! Then I heard a voice, one that I hadn't heard in a while. You chicken! You used to walk happily through cow crap in your bare feet! You had a front row seat for skinning during deer season, you let calves suck on your hands, you've had every imaginable dirt and gross substance on you at some point on the farm....and now you can't pick up worms? Okay, so I didn't really hear a voice, but these were some thoughts going through my head at the time. Growing up in the country I certainly have been into some dirty places. So, me and this guy had a heart to heart.


I know it looks like I'm pretending to eat him. That wasn't my intent on the photo, but oh well. My point is, I realized worms aren't that big o' deal, and I needed to remember my roots a little. And for that, I thank my little worm friends! Oh, and if you don't ever come back to this blog again, I understand! =)

long awaited birthday present

It's here! You have no idea how excited I am about this! When my birthday occurred back in January my hubby told me he was going to get me a sewing machine, something I've wanted for a while. Well, then we sorta went and bought a house and funds were tight. But, that day is here. The day when I can say I own my own sewing machine! Yes, I know I'm a dork. Ah, my sweet machine, I have great, grand and glorious plans for you! Now....where's that on button....

a sad tragedy

You may have already heard about the tragedy that befell the Chapman family last evening. Please keep them in your prayers.

it's angie!

I sat down to read the newspaper tonight and who did I see? It's Angie!!

happy mother's day, mom!

I love you, Mom! I thank God so much for allowing me to have you for my mother. I miss you and look forward to seeing you soon!

happy mother's day

In honor of the upcoming holiday where we celebrate the mothers in our lives, and also to lighten things up a bit from yesterday's post, I wanted to share this video by my good friends, Barats and Bereta. Okay, so they're not really my friends. I don't know them, but this video cracks me up so much. I've watched it about five times...and I laugh every time!

baby update

Okay so I know there is a better title out there for this blog but I can't for the life of me think of it at this moment. So, for now it will be "baby update". I guess a more correct title could be "lack of baby update", but that's a little depressing.

I have been thinking about writing this blog for a few weeks and just couldn't seem to do it. I want to keep sharing about my struggles and triumphs in this journey that Josh and I are on to become parents. It's just such a hard thing for me to do. I could write on and on and on about senseless drivel but when it comes to putting the contents of my heart out there to be availabe at the click of a button well, it's just a little, shall we say, terrifying to me. If you are new to my blog, you can catch up on my story here.

So I have been feeling the need to write an update, and have been avoiding it for the reason I just stated. I'm not even sure what to say. I guess I will start with the facts. Those are safer than feelings. =)

I am on my third round of Clomid, hoping and praying that it works. =) Okay, sooo, that was fast. I guess there's nowhere to go now but on to the feelings. I am trying so very hard to trust God, because I am still not to the point of understanding the why of it all. It really is such a roller coaster ride of emotions. There are good days, there are bad days, and then there are days where I just coast through, purposefully emotionless. On the good days I am trusting God and placing all of my hope in Him and excited about where this journey is taking me. On the bad days it's all I can do to keep from crying at every little thing, and it seems to happen on these particular days I find out that friend #582 is pregnant...and oh! they weren't even trying. Just kidding, I don't even have 582 friends. It's on those days that all I can think about is how unfair it all is. Then there are the "coasting" days. These are the days where I force myself not to think about it at all. I fill my quiet moments with something, anything. I surf on the internet for anything and everything I ever wanted to know. I just keep my mind busy, because I'm sick and tired of having the bad days and I know if I allowed myself, those "coasting" days would become the bad days.

So all that to say....I'm not really sure. I guess just to keep ya'll updated and let you know that nothing has really changed so far, and I'm doing my absolute best to lean on God to get through it! Thanks for your prayers! They are very much appreciated!

so...

...this is what my living room looks like right now.



Yahtzee is loving it at his new house!!

google nap pod

I'm not usually a napper, but if LifeWay invested in these puppies, I just might be converted. Can't you see it? A little LifeWay logo on the side? Suddenly I feel very sleepy....