12 July, 2010 23:12

12 Jul

One word… Worthless.
She has been asleep like this for hours.

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Not That Kind of Girl

10 Jul

My in-laws have a house on the lake. It is wonderful. We spend a lot of time at their lake lot just swimming and hanging out and eating. Lots of eating. Not gonna go there because I promise to have at least one blog that doesn’t talk about food… or wine… eventually! ANYWAYS……

One of the best things about their spot on the lake is that it is very close to a boat ramp. This particular boat ramp is kind of a steep angle. It gives inexperienced boaters trouble… and therefore, our family gets a LOT of laughs. Also, it doesn’t have a dock so you have to pull your boat in as close to shore as possible and hope you don’t get wet while getting out to get your truck.. or other vehicle. Do you know that people try to pull their big fancy boats with cars… or minivans? I find this odd. ANYWAYS…

One particular day from earlier this summer came to mind today and I thought.. I need to share this.

The sun is starting to set and boats are coming in off the lake. A nice boat pulls in to the ramp. A guy wearing a cowboy hat is driving. Cowboy hat and jeans on the lake… We laughed but didn’t think much about it. The girl with him jumps out to go get the car. The “cowboy” didn’t pull very close to shore so she got pretty wet. We laughed at him being so “considerate”. The girl is backing their truck down and we notice the “cowboy” is holding…. THEIR CAT!!! He had their cat on the boat… and he was holding it and petting it…. While the GIRL backed the truck down and hooked up the boat. “Cowboy” didn’t pull up on the trailer so she walked then strap down and cranked the boat all the way up onto the trailer!! All this time he was still loving on his cat!

At this time my father-in-law says fairly loudly.. You don’t deserve to wear a cowboy hat! I was dying from trying to hold in my laughter. The girl pulls the boat out of the water onto dry land and HELPS the “cowboy” get down out of the boat.

We all just sat there staring. I still can’t believe I saw that. The men in the family all laughed and said, “Honey, why don’t you do that?” or “Why aren’t the women in our family like that?” That would be because they all married strong, independent, and (most importantly) stubborn women!!

Now, I know how to do all the things that this girl did… and I take pride in that… but I am more proud of the fact that my husband knows that anytime we are in the boat together, he does all the work while I sun myself and act like the trophy wife I am!

Love, Laughter, The Lake! – Life is GOOD!

Our Perfect Day

8 Jul

GWH and I had decided that Monday was OUR DAY. We were going to spend it together… with nobody else… except our dogs. We had no major plans, but we were pretty sure it was going to involve mountains. This all came about due to the fact that apparently I could be a hermit… while my husband is a social butterfly… (My husband as a butterfly – Mental Picture – I’m laughing out loud!) Anyways, we are always hanging out together… with other people around. GWH has lots of friends and we have dinner with them or go on the boat with them or fish with them or hang out at their house. I love it!! BUT sometimes I wish it was just THE TWO OF US…. So…. I nagged and whined and complained about never spending time with him just the 2 of us and he promised we could. I hate that I turned into a nagging wife… but it worked and I’m so glad we spent the day together.

Here’s a recap:

We started the morning by cooking breakfast together for my sister and her boyfriend, Jeremy. I love my sister and we had SOOO much fun. And this new guy is pretty cool. Much better than she normally brings home. Actually… I liked him a lot! Anyways, we had a great breakfast of fried taters and onions, and scrambled eggs with salsa. We talked and laughed and then they headed off to Kentucky. Good day at this point.

GWH and I decided to head to Citico.. He would trout fish and I would take pictures (because I don’t have a fishing license in Tennessee yet. You have to wait 90 days after getting your TN drivers license to get a resident hunting/fishing license. DUMB!) Here are some pretty nature shots. I love the mountains! And I love chasing GWH around on the rocks. I also love laughing at my dogs out there. Great day at this point.



Another part of our plan was to cook out somewhere. I bought GWH a Coleman Roadtrip Grill for Christmas and we haven’t had a chance to use it. We decided on hot dogs. We stopped at the store for buns and grabbed some coleslaw so we could have slaw-dawgs. He also bought us a steak. We are steak people in case you didn’t know. We drove to the top of the mountain and found a pull-off. We had a beautiful view of the surrounding peaks and the clearing was full of wildflowers/pretty weeds. We pulled out the grill and cooked our dawgs and steak and heated up a can of pork & beans. We pulled up our chairs to the tailgate of my truck and dug in!! It was AMAZING! One of the best meals ever!! Awesome day at this point.


We drove some more and GWH kept pointing out all the rhododendron bushes which were flowering. Then we turned a corner and saw… A BEAR!!! A beautiful black bear ran across the road right in front of us. It was so beautiful and so FAST! It charged through the bushes and demolished them. I love bears! I wasn’t able to get any pictures of these events because he drives too fast.. notice the blurry pictures.. and the bear ran too fast. Almost perfect day at this point.


We drove all the way to Tellico and saw bald river falls.. then headed on to Coker Creek…


The dogs enjoy road trips too. They have different riding styles. One is ready for take-off and the other is sleek and fast.


We ended the day with root beer floats from A&W.

And THAT is how you have THE PERFECT DAY! (menu included)


 

Making My Comeback!

8 Jun

I am so sorry to leave you hanging for the past few weeks. Things have been so crazy around here. I started rotations last week and things are going really well so far. I love being a pharmacist. I just really hope I can get a job next year.

I think the best way to update you on recent happenings is with a few pictures from the past couple of weeks. They were all taken with my phone so I apologize for the poor quality.

This is the box truck that I unloaded all by myself because Jared was working. I had actually removed a lot already at this point because I had to grab all the stuff that could possibly fall out and crush me before I felt safe enough to take a picture.

This leads us to my new hair cut. I honestly picked out a picture of “Posh Spice” in a magazine. My wonderful hairdresser thought it was a great look for me. I really love it and I think I look somewhat grown-up… which is what I was going for. I still can’t believe I wanted to look like a Spice Girl though.

I had a few wonderful hours of entertainment when I put plastic boots on my dogs. I have mentioned in a previous post that the sound of their little claws clicking on the newly finished hardwood floors annoys me in many ways. My Mom-in-law bought these cute boots in Alaska. They are for sled dogs. (Actually  they are a cheap plastic version of sled dog boots.. Anyways..) The dogs hated them and walked around with their butts sticking up in the air and their legs stuck out to the sides. They were not pleased. Jared and I stood on opposite ends of the house and called them. They were sliding everywhere. I laughed so hard I cried. It was much-needed comic relief. This picture is my puppy right after placing the torture devices on her feet. The pitiful look almost changed my mind about the whole thing… but I’m glad I suffered through her sadness for my own selfish desire to laugh.

The last few days have been a little rough. There are some reasons to NOT move back to a super small town. Those pesky people who seem to interfere with your life because they are not nice people… and don’t enjoy their own miserable marriage so they try to make yours even worse so they feel better about their horrible, small, insignificant life. And of course, it’s always girls that do this. In honor of this particular B***H, I went to the store and bought a bottle of wine that I thought fit her perfectly.

Then I sat on the couch with my wonderful husband and drank my wine and enjoyed a fabulous evening. We discussed our marriage (the good and the bad parts) and how God really did make us for each other. We have decided to be more committed to having date nights (just the 2 of us) weekly and also we are now determined to find a church that is right for “US”. It’s weird learning to live with my husband again. (Note to self.. blog more about my ability to be a hermit later.) It was great (and admittedly difficult at times) to sit down with him and discuss what we love about being together and the things we both need to work on. I still am amazed at how hard this marriage thing truly is.

Anyways… after some really great times and some really rough times in the past few weeks… I am honestly doing pretty good. I love my career. I love Tennessee. I ADORE my husband. (Did I mention he bought me a bottle of tequila yesterday? He said he went to buy me roses but thought I would enjoy some margaritas more. Bless him!)

But I still hate unpacking. I just walked into the living room for this last picture. This is the state of my living room right now. I really wish I could find the boxes that contain pictures and other decorative items. The walls are looking really bland. (I will not comment on the boxes. Besides, you can’t see most of them because they are hidden beside the couch and behind the chair.)

I promise (to try) to update you on things more often.

Mrs. Dear

27 May, 2010 09:53

27 May

Notice our beautiful mantle where I placed a nice framed picture of our 2 wonderful dogs….
Notice the bottle of scotch and crown that got placed in front of the picture sometime later.
I had hoped that having a bar area fully decked out downstairs would help GWH’s frat boy decorating style to shine… apparently he wants to show off his incredible sense of style throughout the house.
On a completely unrelated note… the cable guy is here. I am trying to add cable to 2 rooms in the house which never had cable before. He hates this house… a lot… I just looked outside and apparently he has called a friend to join in his misery… They are gonna be here awhile. Updated story at 11… when I have internet and dont have to text this from my phone.

My husband has many talents… But interior decorating is not one of them.

26 May

I placed a pretty decorative bowl on top of my gorgeous antique cedar chest today…
I walk back into the living room later to find that GWH thoughtfully arranged our beer coozies in the decorative bowl.

When I mentioned I had a nice place DOWNSTAIRS for them… he said, “but I thought it was a nice touch!”

Outside my window…

26 May

This is reason #472, 473, and 474 of why Tennessee is better than Alabama. My gorgeous husband (472) gets to mow all 2 acres (473)… and I get to sit in the living room and watch out of the huge picture windows. (474)

Outside my window is our beautiful yard… the church parsonage… the church is to the right just out of this picture… with a pretty cemetery (not a creepy one, thank god)… and then lots of trees and pastures. Did I mention my good-looking husband is out there too? yum! (sorry!)
What is not out there? Horrendous amounts of pollen… 1000% humidity… and not a single stoplight for almost 5 miles. Pretty sure that was reasons 475, 476, and 477!