Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Blue Sage Dr

We did it. Monday we put an offer on a house in Kyle and it's been accepted! It's a one story, 4 bedroom home in the Meadow Woods subdivision. If anyone's available at the begining of July to help move...






Weekend in the Metroplex

We had our annual Girls Weekend during the Memorial Day holiday in Ft Worth this year. Every year Mom, Aunt Eileen, Emily and I get together during Memorial Day weekend for a few days of hanging out and shopping. Usually it's at my place - it's the most centrally located- but this year we all trekked up to Em's. It was a fabulous time. Mostly we just hung out with each other and got to know Brent. Here's some of the highlights:

- On Friday I got off work mid-day and drove up before traffic got too bad. We stayed at Em's friend's Huge, Gorgeous home, which was much more convenient then her one bedroom apt. They were out of town for the weekend and needed some one to dog sit anyways, so I became great friends with Jake their Great Dane. Em cooked us dinner at the house and we met her boyfriend Brent. It was lots of fun except for the Spurs loosing to the Lakers that night, but we didn’t let it get us down. To distract ourselves from the horrible game we played a few games of Sequence and Brent and I whipped up on Mom and Em haha.
- On Sat we slept in a little and didn’t leave the house until almost noon. We went shopping at the mall and had lunch at Carrabba’s. Got to hit the Memorial Day Holiday sales!
- On Sunday Em cooked us and Brent a wonderful brunch. We spent the day hanging out and playing games. I was getting pretty good at Rock Band – though my Karaoke Revolution and Guitar Hero background helped. That evening we went to church and then over to Brent’s for the Spurs game - a much better result on that one.
- I left early on Monday to get back to Kyle – more on the activities of that day soon.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Connecting with his roots

This is too funny not to share...

This is only temporary, I assure you it is.


"Now, it's true I married my wife for her looks...but not the ones she's been givin' me lately." -Jeff Foxworthy

Thursday, May 15, 2008

It all started with a chair...

Watched it last night, loved this movie. The dialog is probably the best part. I don't like giving away much on what happens in movies, so I'm just going to say - WATCH THIS! Expect a quirky comedy surrounding the provoking topic of teen pregnancy.


That ain't no Etch A Sketch. This is one doodle that can't be undid, Homeskillet.

The Destroyer at work

The Kyle area had really bad weather yesterday and last night – the weather guys were even worried about hail and tornados. We normally leave the dogs outside all day but whenever there is heavy rain we keep them in the house while we’re gone. There’s no covered area in our back yard where they can keep dry and mud free - and Allie hates the rain.

As Jason was leaving the house yesterday morning, he lets the dogs out quickly to use the ‘facilities’ and when he lets them back in they are already a muddy mess. After a quick bath, he chunks them together in our bathroom to dry off away from my couches. Another reason for locking them up is our youngest, Ginny, aka the Destroyer. You must never, never leave Ginny alone with anything valuable in reach. It doesn’t matter what it is. Clothes, stuffed animals, shoes, pillows, trees, furniture, just about anything made of plastic, the air conditioner, etc. So Jason picks up the things off the floor, throws them in the closet and rushes off to work, already late. He’s also given the girls every dog toy that he could find that hasn’t yet ended up in the trash can in pieces – this amounts to about 4 toys.

If it was just Allie this would have kept her for the entire day. She would probably have slept the day away anyways. Allie is my angel. I think yesterday was an interesting one for her. I wish she could talk to me sometimes, I think her opinion of her little sister would be very enlightening. If anything she could tell me what the hell happened in my bathroom.

I came home to a disaster zone. A full bag of cotton balls was ripped to shreds – I know she had fun with that one. She ate the toilet brush, the brush holder (it’s in small plastic pieces), and the plunger – Gross! She kicked most of the water out of their bowl all over the floor. She made a mess of both of the dog beds. The roll of toilet paper is demolished; I couldn’t actually find all the pieces of the cardboard roll, their probably running through her digestive system at the moment. But the scariest part was the toilet cleaner bottle with the wrapper ripped away and a tooth mark piercing it.

Needless to say I freaked. A short lived case of slight hysteria might be closer. I know my dog is going to kill herself one of these days from eating something- rocks or plastic or a toxic plants, I guess I need to add poisonous household cleaners to the list. Some people are going to think I’m a horrible parent, I think I am too some times. But, she’s a dog and kind of a stupid one. Some day she’s going to kill herself, that’s just the way it is.

Well, luckily yesterday wasn’t it - the bottle was pretty much empty to begin with and still had a little in it. I think she got a lick of the stuff and left it alone. We watched her all evening for any signs that she’s poisoned. She’s acting completely normal even this morning. I just can't remember where the bottle started the day. I'm pretty sure is was on the top of the toilet. Which means her 'reach' is getting better.


It’s raining again today. The dogs are going to be getting wet and muddy. Poor Allie.



I've been a very bad girl...




"Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterwards." - Vernor Sanders Law

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

I've got the sickness

I've been sicker this year than any other … that I can remember. My loving husband thought he was suffering from allergies this weekend. Apparently not. Whatever he had, I got worse. Fever, chills, sore throat, stuffy nose.

Not nearly as bad as Feb in New Mexico – which I refer to as ‘THE WORST VACATION EVER’ but I’m definitely not having fun. I stayed home yesterday from work and now I wish I had stayed home today too. Blah.

I’ll get more creative with some blogging later. But until my brain is functioning better, here’s some fun pics I like. (That’s all I got Em)


Self portrait on the beach in Costa Rica 2007






Yes, that's right, I stood in line for 3 hours to take a damn picture with the damn trophy - but I got some serious ‘Best Wife’ points for that one.




The Shumate family. We're going to see these guys in Wisconsin in July. More blogs about that later I'm sure.



Isn't he sexy... wait, that's not Jason... how'd that get on here...

"If at first you don't succeed...skydiving is not for you." - Author Unknown

Thursday, May 1, 2008

It's keeping me up at night

I am draaaaggging this week. And it's all the fault of...


I have always been a huge Mario Kart fan from the days of the Super Nintendo. My sister and I were still playing that and Yoshi's Cookie up to a few years ago - I think Em still has it now. For anyone who's played the game before, you know how when you're in an intense moment and going around a sharp turn the controller kind of drifts in the direction of the curve. Or your jumping a ramp and you lift your hands in the air to kind of help your little cart to make it just a little further to the landing. Well, you get to use that in the new Wii version of this game. You have an actually steering wheel with the Wii controller snapped in the middle of it. And you no longer use the arrow keys to direct Mario through the course, you turn the wheel. When taking those jumps, pulling up will now get your character to do crazy little stunts. Your whole body gets into it, which is one of the things Wii games are famous for. And just like the other games, my arms are feeling it this morning. And, just like the others, Jason and I are staying up WAY to late every night this week playing this game. Starbucks has been my friend these last couple of days. But I LOVE it.


There is no pleasure in having nothing to do; the fun is in having lots to do and not doing it. - Mary Wilson Little