Forget Team Edward or Team Jacob...I'm Team David.
It's a rather cold evening here in Middle Tennessee, and I just got home from an impromptu visit with family at my parents' house.
David and I have an electric blanket on our bed that is rather old and works better once someone has laid on it or some weight has been applied to it.
Well, I just walked in our bedroom, and my husband has all the extra bed pillows spread out on my side of the bed, so it will be warm for me when I get in it. (I won't dwell on the fact that he may have done that so I wouldn't terrorize him with my ice-cold feet.) They're even arranged neatly and orderly.
I love little thoughtful everyday kindnesses like that. I'll take one of those every day over a huge, bigger-than-life gesture once a year any time.
Monday, November 30
Thursday, November 26
Thanksgiving 2009
My parents were lucky enough to be able to go to Florida this year for Thanksgiving, so my only dinner was with my wonderful in-laws. We had quite a spread and a wonderful day together visiting and hanging out and EATING! Here are some pictures.
Mackenzie and her Momma
Getting ready to sit down to dinner
Taylor with her Dad
The spread
Butter in the shape of a turkey...adorable!
David and Me
Taylor in her PJs enjoying some dessert. She's sitting on her stool. As the baby of the family she still has to sit on a stool at the table.
Haha.
My father-in-law at his post (in the recliner with the paper)
David and his Momma
Mackenzie and her Momma
Getting ready to sit down to dinner
Taylor with her Dad
The spread
Butter in the shape of a turkey...adorable!
David and Me
Taylor in her PJs enjoying some dessert. She's sitting on her stool. As the baby of the family she still has to sit on a stool at the table.
Haha.
My father-in-law at his post (in the recliner with the paper)
David and his Momma
Thursday, November 19
Obsession
Can you tell I've been rereading the Twilight books? My post titles are down to one word...like Stephenie Meyer's chapter titles. I didn't even notice it until a few minutes ago.
Summary
Yesterday turned out non-eventful, by the way! It was a good day from start to finish.
Let's see if I can catch you all up on any interesting things I've done since Halloween. The Halloween party was fun. David's band did a great job as always.
The next weekend AbiLyn spent the night with us on Saturday night. We went to Chili's and Best Buy and the pet store. She was so funny in the pet store. She wanted to look at ALL the animals...even the rats and the snakes and the mice. Yuck. And in Best Buy...wow, too many buttons that she wasn't allowed to push. It drove her (and me) a little crazy. We had fun, though. She is so incredibly sweet and adorable.
Last weekend Liz, AbiLyn, and I went to Chattanooga to see my "little" cousin (he's a senior in high school and taller than me) in his school's production of The Fiddler on the Roof. It was amazing. They have a beautiful auditorium, and the cast and orchestra did an amazing job. I did not feel like I was at a high school production at all. Asa was the constable, and he did a fabulous job. It was a little weird seeing him be the bad guy and throw a punch. He was very intimidating. It was so nice to get to spend some time with my aunt before and after the play. We had dinner at Tony's and dessert at Rembrandt's since apparently my sisters and I can't cross the Hamilton County line without going to the art district.
Saturday Mom and I spent the day in Nashville again. We went to Cheekwood. It was lovely. The main reason we were going was to see the Faberge exhibit they have there. Since we did the play Anastasia in high school I have been fascinated by the story of the Romanov family. Maybe that's why I wanted to see this collection so badly. Faberge was the court jeweler to the Romanovs, and it was very interesting to see pieces of art that were their gifts to one another.
Mom and I ate lunch at Cheekwood at The Pineapple Room. After that we went to The Hill Center. We had spent a little time here a couple of months ago, but Mom had been dying to really expore it, so we did. I had one of the best cookies I've ever eaten at Provence. It was 2 of the most delicate, crumbly sugar cookie hearts with raspberry jam in between. I could have eaten a dozen...but I only had one.
That brings us up to this weekend, and it's going to be a good one! I'll report later.
Let's see if I can catch you all up on any interesting things I've done since Halloween. The Halloween party was fun. David's band did a great job as always.
The next weekend AbiLyn spent the night with us on Saturday night. We went to Chili's and Best Buy and the pet store. She was so funny in the pet store. She wanted to look at ALL the animals...even the rats and the snakes and the mice. Yuck. And in Best Buy...wow, too many buttons that she wasn't allowed to push. It drove her (and me) a little crazy. We had fun, though. She is so incredibly sweet and adorable.
Last weekend Liz, AbiLyn, and I went to Chattanooga to see my "little" cousin (he's a senior in high school and taller than me) in his school's production of The Fiddler on the Roof. It was amazing. They have a beautiful auditorium, and the cast and orchestra did an amazing job. I did not feel like I was at a high school production at all. Asa was the constable, and he did a fabulous job. It was a little weird seeing him be the bad guy and throw a punch. He was very intimidating. It was so nice to get to spend some time with my aunt before and after the play. We had dinner at Tony's and dessert at Rembrandt's since apparently my sisters and I can't cross the Hamilton County line without going to the art district.
Saturday Mom and I spent the day in Nashville again. We went to Cheekwood. It was lovely. The main reason we were going was to see the Faberge exhibit they have there. Since we did the play Anastasia in high school I have been fascinated by the story of the Romanov family. Maybe that's why I wanted to see this collection so badly. Faberge was the court jeweler to the Romanovs, and it was very interesting to see pieces of art that were their gifts to one another.
Mom and I ate lunch at Cheekwood at The Pineapple Room. After that we went to The Hill Center. We had spent a little time here a couple of months ago, but Mom had been dying to really expore it, so we did. I had one of the best cookies I've ever eaten at Provence. It was 2 of the most delicate, crumbly sugar cookie hearts with raspberry jam in between. I could have eaten a dozen...but I only had one.
That brings us up to this weekend, and it's going to be a good one! I'll report later.
Wednesday, November 18
Eggshells
For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:6-8
I don't know why, but I'm up and at 'em this morning. I've been feeling just sort of yuck for about two weeks now for some reason, and this morning I actually feel bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, so why am I nervous?
I tend to do this.
It all started on Sept. 11, 2001. I vividly remember that morning before all the poop hit the fan because it was astoundingly beautiful. I was a newlywed with my first job out of college. I got up that morning, and while I was getting ready I was praying, "God whatever happens today, you love me and have given us all this gorgeous day." I walked outside to clear blue skies, and a light autumn breeze. In my car on the way to work I would hear the news that would change so many lives irrevocably...even mine a little bit.
Well, many more times since then (but thankfully never on that scale), I've had the feeling that pieces were all starting to fall into place only to have them tumble apart again. So, when I start feeling positive and upbeat I also start to feel like I have to walk on eggshells. That's when I claim the verse at the opening of this post. We even sang a song of this verse in youth choir, so I'm singing that as I get ready this morning. Nothing about fear comes from God. If it doesn't come from God, there's only one other place it can come from and that being has no right to bother me.
(Bible Note: the English major snob in me still loves the King James Version! I also have The Message on my nightstand, but nothing matches the beautiful language of the KJV.)
I'll try to post later today or tomorrow about what all I've been up to. I know I'm slacking.
I don't know why, but I'm up and at 'em this morning. I've been feeling just sort of yuck for about two weeks now for some reason, and this morning I actually feel bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, so why am I nervous?
I tend to do this.
It all started on Sept. 11, 2001. I vividly remember that morning before all the poop hit the fan because it was astoundingly beautiful. I was a newlywed with my first job out of college. I got up that morning, and while I was getting ready I was praying, "God whatever happens today, you love me and have given us all this gorgeous day." I walked outside to clear blue skies, and a light autumn breeze. In my car on the way to work I would hear the news that would change so many lives irrevocably...even mine a little bit.
Well, many more times since then (but thankfully never on that scale), I've had the feeling that pieces were all starting to fall into place only to have them tumble apart again. So, when I start feeling positive and upbeat I also start to feel like I have to walk on eggshells. That's when I claim the verse at the opening of this post. We even sang a song of this verse in youth choir, so I'm singing that as I get ready this morning. Nothing about fear comes from God. If it doesn't come from God, there's only one other place it can come from and that being has no right to bother me.
(Bible Note: the English major snob in me still loves the King James Version! I also have The Message on my nightstand, but nothing matches the beautiful language of the KJV.)
I'll try to post later today or tomorrow about what all I've been up to. I know I'm slacking.
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