
Sunday, May 31, 2009
May 31

Saturday, May 30, 2009
May 30

After Matt's party, we headed over to Jared's house to celebrate his graduation! This picture is Jared and Jack's bosses hanging out outside at the party. Jared was excited to learn that he would get to be the picture of the day today, because evidently he enjoys our blog (Hi, Jared!).
Happy graduation, friends!!
Friday, May 29, 2009
May 29
Thursday, May 28, 2009
May 28
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
May 27
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
May 26

Two, actually. There were still two birthday banners up from Jack's birthday party. Yes, from a month and a half ago. Don't judge me.
But Angela was on her way, and that was really the only thing that needed to be done to have a fairly clean house, since my husband is pretty much the coolest person ever.
So I took the birthday banners down, and took them to the guest room, where we keep the wrapping paper and birthday stuff under the bed. The bed was already made (clean sheets and everything!) since, again, my husband is pretty much the coolest person ever.
I decided I'd better check to make sure the guest bathroom was still clean. I mean, I had cleaned it the night before, but you never know. And it was clean.
All this reminded me that Angela and I would be scrapbooking this weekend, and I wasn't sure if I had any 12x12 pages for my Project 365 album. So I went looking for them.
In the process, I found my honeymoon album, which still needed journaling, so I decided I would do that with Angela instead. But I decided that maybe my un-scrapped Project 365 pictures should go in a regular slip-in album so they'd all be in order and ready to scrap later. So I picked up an empty album from my bookshelf and went looking for the pictures.
Twenty minutes later, I still couldn't find the pictures. So, of course, I gave up, and took the album back to my office bookshelf.
That's when I saw the sewing machine.
My sister-in-law, who learned to sew recently and is now making all kinds of cool stuff, including dog collars, inspired me to start trying to sew again, so I thought the first step to actually doing that is setting the machine up in my office.
So I started setting up my parents' card table.
But it was ugly. So that's when I decided to cover it in fabric.
And that's how I ended up with the cute card table with the sewing machine on it. (For a tutorial on how I made it, see this post).
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think there is something shiny over there I need to be distracted by.
And that's how I ended up with the cute card table with the sewing machine on it. (For a tutorial on how I made it, see this post).
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think there is something shiny over there I need to be distracted by.
Monday, May 25, 2009
May 25

On our way home, we stopped in Gruene (evidently pronounced "Green"). It was another little tiny town that Jack and his family used to spend some time when they visited this area. We did a little walking around and ate at the Gristmill, a semi-famous restaurant that overlooks the Guadalupe River. It was lovely!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
May 24

Saturday, May 23, 2009
May 23

Wimberley was lovely! It was almost like stepping out in time. The people were super-friendly and there were all kinds of interesting shops and restauruants. We shopped at a bunch of little shops, where we bought all kinds of things, from earrings to fudge, and we even did a wine tasting at a little wine shop that only sells Texas wines. This picture is Jack showing off the homemade pies we got at the Wimberly Pie Company! Yum! (My blueberry pie was perfect, but Jack's cherry pie was a little undercooked. Boo.)
It was a perfect day (until it started raining on us!) and a nice way to spend time together!
PS - Today marked 6 years together! Wow! That's a long time!
Friday, May 22, 2009
May 22

Today we drove to San Antonio for a long Memorial Day weekend away. It's supposed to take about 4 hours to drive from Dallas to San Antonio, but the way we did it, it took 8. First, we stopped at an outlet mall and shopped (I got a new purse!), then we stopped by and surprised Angela at her new apartment! It was fun to see her, and we're excited that she's coming to visit us next week too! It was nice taking our time, doing whatever we wanted, and not getting in too much of a hurry. It was a good, relaxing start to our vacation.
We were also very excited about our super-nice hotel room at the Marriott Plaza right off the Riverwalk. My dad is platinum at Marriott, so he got us onto the concierge floor in an upgraded room. It's going to be a great weekend!!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
May 21
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
May 20
"Guess what Maggie did?" he opened.
Oh no. That's never a good way to start a conversation.
"What nooow?" I groaned.
Evidently, Maggie brought in a present for us from the backyard today. Just so you know, dog presents and people presents are not the same.
Jack noticed she had something in her mouth when she came in, maybe a leaf or something. Nope! Instead, she dropped a dead baby bunny on the floor in my house! Ugh. Gross. Sad. Bad dog.
She just never gets tired of getting into stuff she's not supposed to, does she?
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
May 19
(Also, my brother got me Taylor Swift tickets so I'm definitely going to her show in Dallas! I couldn't be happier about that!)
What an awesome day.
Monday, May 18, 2009
May 18
Sunday, May 17, 2009
May 17

Saturday, May 16, 2009
May 16
Today we spent some time hanging out with Ajax at home before Cassandra and I headed to a paint-your-own-plaster-thing place, where we enjoyed a little creative time. I painted an "H."
Later, Cassandra and I took Ajax on a walk with the neighbors and their dogs, then rented "Marley and Me" and had McDonald's for dinner. It was a lovely day!
May 15
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So today's my first full day in Boston with my brother (Shane) and sister-in-law (Cassandra) and so far I'm having a grand time. This morning, Ajax, their 90-pound greyhound,
After we got ready, we headed to downtown Salem and ate at the New England Soup Factory for lunch, which was absolutely delicious.
After that, we came home to hang out with Ajax's dog walker, Angela, who brought her greyhound (Ajax's girlfriend, Raynah) to play with Ajax and a puppy she was walking/grooming named Jake. He's a little cocka-poo and he's so flippin' cute. Shane told her that she could groom him in their guest bathroom so she wouldn't have to go home to do it and so that Ajax got to spend a little more time with Raynah. After she was done, Angela asked Shane for a broom so she could clean up all Jake's black hair from the bathroom floor, but he told her he'd take care of it.
Later, when we were telling Cassandra (who had been at work all day) about Jake's haircut, she was like "Oh THAT'S what all the hair was! I didn't want to say anything because I thought it was something Mandy did. I couldn't figure out what she had been doing in there!" Ha. Hello, I'm Mandy. I go to others' houses and trim my hair off 2 inches at a time and leave it all over the floor, just to make you wonder.
After playing with Raynah and Jake, we headed back out to
On our walk to the Salem Common, we saw this guy:

Don't even try to tell me that's not Hurley from LOST. You know it is. Who knew he lived in Salem and has a golden retriever?
After the walk, we went to Dairy Queen, where I waited in a very long line for our Blizzards because it was such a "hot" day, according to the woman behind me in line (it was 70 degrees!). We ate them while we unfortunately listened to a group of very loud, not-very-intelligent women talk about possible reasons they were having trouble losing weight, including colon issues, siliac, and the fact that they haven't had any surgeries that have prevented them from eating for a few days like their friend had ("Gosh, wouldn't that be great! I'll bet I'd lose weight really easily if that happened! Ahhahahaha!!")
Here's a thought ladies - you're at Dairy Queen. I'm guessing the Blizzard you're eating as you ponder why you can't lose weight is doing just about as many favors for your flabby stomach as my Blizzard is doing for mine. Let's either make peace with that or choose not to eat the Blizzard, kay?
On our way home, we saw a Burker King marquee sign fail:
Yes, everyone. Get your "Start Trek" glasses!
Not much else is worth mentioning, except that 1) we ate at a Brazillian BBQ (read: unlimited meat) place for dinner (yum), and 2) There's a place called "Bunghole Liquors" here that always makes me wonder whether they just thought that name was funny, or it's just an unfortunate family name and there's somebody out there named Todd Bunghole.
Based on their website that I just found, I'd say it's the former.
Update: Looks like there's a good reason for it after all.
There's a colorful history to the original Bunghole Liquor store in bewitching Salem, Massachusetts. You see, the Bunghole used to be a funeral home. And during Prohibition the owner and his buddies, like many others at that time, used a slang word to refer to their secret drinking spot in the basement. The slang term they used was "bunghole," as in "Psst, meet you tonight at the bunghole."
A "bunghole" is simply the hole in a cask or barrel.Read the entire history here.
Oh yeah, and by the way, I'm going to the Celtics' Game 7 on Sunday night. The plan had been to leave on Sunday morning, but I decided it would be worth the extra fee to book a different flight to see an actual playoff game this year. It might be my only chance.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
May 14
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
May 13

Tuesday, May 12, 2009
May 12
Monday, May 11, 2009
May 11
Sunday, May 10, 2009
May 10
Saturday, May 9, 2009
May 9

Today was the big day! Angela was graduating from Mary Hardin Baylor after four very long years of hard work in nursing school. I was so proud of her!

Friday, May 8, 2009
May 8


Tonight, Angela got "pinned," which in the nursing world is really special and important, and I'm pretty sure it gives them super-powers. We spent the rest of the evening hanging out in her new apartment with her boyfriend, Matthew. It was a fun night!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
May 6
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
May 4
I was home sick today, but did get out in the evening to visit my parents and bring my mom her birthday present. We had a nice dinner and I think she enjoyed her birthday.
When Jack got home, I lovingly reminded him that Mother's day would be Sunday, and it would be a good time to sign and send the card (Jack has an infamous habit of buying but not sending Mother's and Father's day cards). This picture was my evidence that I reminded him on time!
When Jack got home, I lovingly reminded him that Mother's day would be Sunday, and it would be a good time to sign and send the card (Jack has an infamous habit of buying but not sending Mother's and Father's day cards). This picture was my evidence that I reminded him on time!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
May 3
And yes, those are definitely the coolest purple/magenta soccer shorts a man could have. Today, I asked him when he got the shorts, and he said he couldn't remember, but that they were from when he played soccer.
"Oh, so high school, then?" I asked.
"No, before that."
So he's had these shorts since at least middle school, and he still wears them to bed all the time. How many 30-year-olds can say that?
Saturday, May 2, 2009
May 2
It's ride day!
Even with the storms, though, it was a good day. We ate dinner at Waffle House, as is Team EDS tradition, and slept very soundly that night despite the crazy storms outside.
Friday, May 1, 2009
May 1
I think the days leading up to BikeMS are worse than the ride itself. The thoughts of “why didn’t I train more?” and “this is going to SUCK!” and “What if it’s 1,000 degrees outside?” and “Oooh man, my crotch is going to HURT on Monday.” It’s brutal.
But the turning point is at 7 a.m., riding across the start line in a huge messy clump of slow-moving bikes, through the huge cheering crowd and the drumline playing a fun cadence. The turning point is the first rest stop, where you see scads of volunteers jumping up and down, cheering, and holding signs as they see you approaching. The turning point is when you see the volunteer in the wheelchair, helping hand out orange slices and Powerbars at the rest stop and saying “Thanks for doing this. I have MS”
And then it’s worth it.
The sweating, being sore, the hills, the begging your friends for money, and hitting that bump on mile 46 that hurts your crotch WAY more than the one on mile 2. It’s all for that guy in the wheelchair, or the lady who’s driving the SAG wagon with MS, or the name written on the rider’s blue bandana in front of you.
That’s why you show up, even though you’re not as athletic as the seasoned riders. That’s why you begged for money in a bad economy. That’s why you pant up every single hill.
It’s all going to be worth it.
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