Scrapbook II

Here's the next round of pics for your perusal and hopefully enjoyment. Most of the pages are here, but not quite all of them.


As you may note from a bunch of the following pages, I fear I may have twisted the tail of one of the sacred cows of scrapbooking - I ended up printing off most of what I wanted to say on the computer rather than handwriting it all out. The reasons being that I could fit so much more writing in that way and it just looked neater. I know it's not as personal and I hope the scrapbooking gods are not hot with furry.
This page I hated so I mostly started over and redid it. It's better but still not my favorite. I didn't post my absolutely unfavorite page. I wanted too but it had too much personal info plastered all over it. = )





I loved this pic of Josiah at the reception so I wanted to put it in, but it looks sorta funny if you see it full size - giant baby crawling through tent eating the grandparents with flower growing out of ear....

Pretty cake - thanks Rhonda! = )
I used those brad thingies for the first time and I really liked em.
The End

More news from me even though my fan base seems to have shrunk to microscopic proportions...

* sniffles and sobs

* I don't know where to begin

* I'm scared this might bore you all to tears.

* I don't want to do that.

* Maybe I'll just leave now....

* I didn't.

* In no particular order at all:

* June 9th was our 10 month anniversary. I only mention that because I have mentioned the previous 9. This is the first one that we both totally forgot until days later. We were busy running around getting ready for our trip and stressing over what to get each other for our birthdays. Well, I was anyway, I don't know what he was doing.

* Today I discovered, found if you will, in our kitchen (which is laughable because our kitchen is the size of a pin head, an EMPTY DRAWER that has been empty ever since we moved. What in the stinkin world?? Every drawer and cupboard in this place is full to overflowing and that has sat this empty one for almost a year. That is no longer the case. (I told you this would be boring)

* I have the giggles right now. Everything is hitting me as hilarious, even though it probably isn't.

* This afternoon Dave called into one of his favorite radio shows and talked to the guy, Greg Koukl on STR, one of his heroes. He was pacing around the house afterwards, unable to finish his sentences and unable to concentrate on anything. And analyzing everything he said and wishing he had said things differently. It was amusing. I do the same thing as far as analyzing past conversations for things that went wrong. If I was on the radio, I'm pretty sure I'd expire right on the spot.

* If I/we don't make it up to Red Lake this summer (the prospects of which are looking very slim), it will be a whole year that I go without seeing family and friends up there. That hasn't happened for a very long time. I'm sad at the thought, but such is life I guess. I feel like I might as well be living in Europe. I don't think the plane tickets would cost more anyways... and then there's the Belgian waffles and changing of the guard.

* The other Sunday we were driving home from church trying to decide what to eat for lunch and Dave mentions, "Well.... we do have lunch meat at home..." I grimace.... Dave in a weird voice... "Not so sexy, eh?" HUH? Again, probably not funny at all, but at the time... oh my. We do like our Sunday lunches sexy around here... so odd.

* In regard to the scrapbooking pages that are above or below, depending on the mood of blogger today... it's been so fun going back and pouring over all these sweet pictures of our love when it was young and fresh. I bought from Creative Memories, these sappy, mushy, bordering on tacky, sayings all about love, for our scrapbook (was there enough commas in that sentence?). The other day I was scrappin ferociously and we were having "one of THOSE days" of um, wedding unbliss, shall we say. Dave was flipping through pages I had done and reading them when he reads/asks aloud: "Have I learned the song that is in your heart and do I sing it to you when you have forgotten?" Oh my, I thought I might burst a seam. At that moment, my tacky little sayings seemed so utterly ridiculous. I told him the song that is in my heart is "Pick up your dirty socks!" and "Help me clean up this dump!" and things of that nature. We had a good laugh over it all.

* This afternoon I made home made twinkies, for which I am famous for in these parts. Not really actually, but I have made them before and they have been so amazingly good. Today they are just bla. And I wanted to take a bunch of them to my friend who lets me do my laundry at her house and loans us wedding clothes and such. Now I feel bad about giving her less than perfecto baking. boo sob.

* After almost a year of marriage, we discovered yesterday that we disagree over which way the TP should on the holder. We're excited about something new to scrap about. I honestly don't suspect it will be much of an issue, if the past year is any indication, but the song in my heart is definitely UNDER not over!

* It is common knowledge that I tend to be more pessimistic while Dave is the optimist. However, I have discovered as of late, (which I find to be a bit backwards) that I'm more trusting (gullible?) than he is. He thinks EVERYTHING is a scam and does not miss an opportunity to be suspicious. Some times I think I may scream if I hear the words "It sounds like SCAM!" one more time. I, on the other hand, am still holding out hope that we will get rich working 10 hours a week on our computers and will find a house for 5,000 that is the most adorable thing you've ever seen.

* I want to post something here that I found very funny but I'm scared it's just too inappropriate so I guess I won't. shucks. but I really want to.

* Last night we went to Borders and I got reading this book and could not put it down. We almost had to spend the night there, but thankfully, they let us out the back door. Anyway, you should check out the website. What an incredible story - basically, a family with 2 boys and the one apparently very very disturbed and was plotting for years to have his family murdered. He finally was partially successful and his mom and brother were both killed but his dad lived, forgive him, and became his best friend and advocate. That son is now on death row. Anyway, not exactly light and fluffy reading, but an incredible story. I came home and looked it up online and started reading more and watching interviews with the dad and couldn't pull myself away. Although some wise people might question the wisdom if staying up till 2 reading gruesome details about murder plots and family shootings. Anyway, the testimony of the father is incredible. At first I was really impressed with him, then I watched more of the story online and learned that his son had plotted 3 times before to kill them all, finally pulls it off, runs off to Mexico, then when he's on the stand, cries and acts remorseful. He goes out to eat with his family, knowing the whole time that there is an assassin in his house waiting to kill them all, except for him, and could have stopped it at any point, but never ever does. Then I struggled with wondering if that is beyond the realm of forgiveness. Seriously. How incredible sick can a person be? Anyway, on that cheery note.. I was not going to go into all that.

* Dave and I are looking for a new apartment and did not expect it to be such a headache! Basically, we have to give a 30 day notice for moving out of our place, but nearly every place that is renting wants to rent immediately and won't hold anything. So you have to take something without seeing it, or give a notice without anything lined up for sure and hope the right thing comes up. We were ready to put a deposit down on one place without seeing the inside, after asking a lot of questions and all, but when we went in to talk to the lady, someone had just beaten us to it. She said rarely do they show any of their places - people put down deposits all the time without seeing them. ARG! And we also have some confusion about when our lease is actually up so we're not sure what to do. Right now it's up Sept. first but it's supposed to be Aug. first and we could get it changed to Aug. 1st but we don't know yet where were going. But if we leave it at Sept, it won't necessarily be any different then either ... anyway... Hopefully something comes up in the next week or so that someone would hold for us. That would be the best possible situation.

* I think I have reached the end of my rambles.

* Have a nice Sunday.

Rumblings from the deep south

Howdy! Well, where to start. It's been a great week and now it's good to be home (I think). As I had aforementioned, we were heading to GA for Dave's cousin's wedding on Saturday and were planning on making a little trip out of it. We left Wednesday morning. The idea was to leave around 10 - 11, but that turned into 12:30 - 1:00. So we were annoyed about that. Not surprised, but annoyed none the less. So Dave had arranged for us to go somewhere Wed. evening and I didn't know where we were going. It was the first time in the history of our relationship that he was able to keep a secret I think. = ) And it was a lot of fun. Anyway, as we were driving along, I see this vast expanse of water and wondered aloud - WHAT IN THE WORLD? IS THAT THE OCEAN?? Can you say DDUUHHHHH!!!!! For some reason, as close as we live to the coast, it never occurred to me that we might be going there. I just assumed he found some nice little town somewhere with pretty scenery, even though he had made it clear we needed swimwear and sunscreen. hello! Anyway, would you believe, my little fluffer nutter cake took us to Orange Beach in Alabama. It was SO SO SO SO very splendid to be there, and it was fine that we got there a little later, since the afternoon would have been a little smokin hot. So we spent all evening at the beach and it was gorgeous and I hadn't been to the ocean since um, 2001 I think. It was great! Thursday we headed to GA and Dave's parents and brother were there as well as aunts and uncles. Um, what else - the wedding and reception was lovely. It was good to be with family again. I got the worse haircut of my life right before we left which was a lot of fun - one side was longer than the other, it was choppy, 2 haircuts in one... ARG! Anyhoo... I went back to the same lady to try to get it fixed yesterday. It's still not great, but okay. Back to the wedding, Dave and I are sort of disasters waiting to happen. At the ceremony, he had the camera and then we left it sitting on the bench when we walked out. When I realized we didn't have it, we started looking all over and it was GONE. We freaked out of course. Thankfully, when we got to the reception, someone came up to us right away and had picked it up and brought it along. Whew! The next evening, we went out to eat and I left my purse on the floor at the restaurant. I didn't realize it until we were at Walmart and Dave said he didn't have his wallet and we needed to buy something. Went back to the restaurant and they had it in the office. Whew again! We headed back on Monday and made good time. Today, the homestead is relatively in order again and that's a nice feeling. Well, I guess that's all for now.

Hooray! it's a trip!

At Orange Beach in Alabama.




Rehearsal dinner
Pictures of people you don't know, most likely... Dave and his cousins and grandpa
Dave and I with his parents
I was taking a picture of Dave and his brother when someone jumped in the shot. Think they might be related?
At the outdoor wedding reception. It was at such a pretty place.

killing time waiting to get food


Dave and his brother, mom, and uncle making some music - the first time I heard him play trumpet.
Sunday evening we went to Longhorn steak house for supper. It was Dave's birthday and mine was the day before so we both got ice cream.

In honor of Dave's birthday, it appears I got stoned.

Mornin

Well, I wanted to post a bunch of pictures before we left, but sadly, tis not happening. We're leaving this morning for GA after we finish getting ready, which will be who knows what time. We're going to Dave's cousin's wedding and taking our time getting there. I haven't been out or the state or barely the city since Christmas, so I'm really looking forward to it. I don't really have a lot of interesting news or anything. The last few days have been a lot of running around. I'm very tired. I know where my keys are. Um, I guess this is just hey and have a great week everyone!

Hello Idiot, I'm Rude.

Quick story - Today a friend picked me up to do some running around (we've been doing that a lot lately). At our apartment building, right by the street is everyone's mail boxes with their apartment letter on the box. So my friend pulled up on the street, right in front of the mail boxes, instead of using the parking lot (thankfully). I jumped in her vehicle and was also yacking on the phone when I looked up and something seemed very wrong. And then I shrieked, "THOSE ARE MY KEYS!!!" Would you believe, last night when I got the mail, I left my key chain (with my name on it) and my house key, car key, and mail key, right in the mailbox slot. I could NOT believe it. First of all, all you have to do is look at the box which has the apartment letter on it, and there ya go. Or help yourself to my car, whichever you prefer. To top it all of, some bafoon, must have stumbled upon this set of keys, and rather than choosing to do something helpful about it, went to the trouble of finding a big yellow piece of paper and a pen, and left me a note attached to the keys still hanging in the mailbox door (drawing further attention to them). The note said, "YOU'RE AN IDIOT!" Thanks. I sorta sensed that without your help. Arg. Anyway, could have been bad, but thankfully, we live in a safe area of town populated by really obnoxious college students.

Memorial weekend

Hanging out at our place. You can see the top of our "new" couch in the background.
At the same place that I posted pictures of recently. We had a nice relaxing day on Monday and then walked outside here and at the mall.
We had a full day Saturday (well, full after sleeping in and relaxing in the morning). We went to the capitol building, went to the levee, toured the big boat down there, went out to eat some crawfish in the evening. Well,some ate crawfish.
At the capitol building, up the tower - same place as the pic at the top of my blog.


Outside the capitol building - this is the grave of the governor that was shot in the building, I can't remember what year.
At the capitol building again... don't ask me!

Happy June 1st

Or as they say in Louisiana, Happy Hurricane Season. Okay, so they don't say that, but today is officially the opening of hurricane season. odd. They say they have 5 seasons here. Hopefully this one is a little less eventful than the last one. Trees and power lines laying all over the ground makes an interesting blog post, but it doesn't seem quite worth it, somehow. Well, anyway, here I sit at the computer and trying to come up with a post that won't be hideous to read. I have had posts rolling around in my head for some time, but feel so very uninspired as of late. Anyway, I have reason to believe that my posting would be so enriching to 1 of my 3 readers, that it would fill her life with new joy and hope, so I shall plod on.

Last weekend we had such a fabulous time with our guests who game from Texas for the long weekend. They're on furlough after doing Bible translation in Asia for the last 4 years. I was literally inspired just by being around them and have had so much running through my head since then. It's amazing to me how much they have sacrificed and are able to do without for the sake of what they do. But what was even more amazing to me was that for them, it didn't really seem like a huge sacrifice. They would say, oh, we have a nice place, we're not really roughing it at all, we have it really well. But then when you asked more questions, you find out how they really live - limited Internet, phone call to family every 3 months, power maybe half the time, 100+ heat without even a fan to run, not to mention air conditioning, no shower or bathtub, etc. But it doesn't occur to them to complain about these things. This is just life. Then I think about my cushie little life and all the dumb things I complain about and how I think I would die in Baton Rouge without air conditioning. Such a completely different way to live, and only one thing worth living that way.

In other news -- Um.... well, there isn't much. We are looking forward to going to Atlanta in a couple weeks for Dave's cousin's wedding. Dave's family will be there and I'm so ready to get out of the city and see a change of scenery.

All year I've had these ideas of things that would be neat to get Dave for his birthday. Now that it's a couple weeks away, I have NO idea what any of them were and I have no good ideas. hmmm....

This past weekend, we discovered the best cheesecake known to mankind. Oh my word. It was amazing. Thankfully, the price of it will limit or consumption of said cheesecake. Here's a tip -if you drive by a restaurant called "The Cheesecake Bistro," do yourself a favor and stop. oh my. Mine was caramel and some other type of flavor and Dave's was banana with the banana's soaked in this carmely, cinnamony syrypy stuff. I need a walk just remembering it.

I've been working on the wedding book some more. I'll try to post pics soon. There's 2 pages I did today that I'm ready to completely undo. I could post and ask your opinions. I just used paper that's too busy and it distracts from the pictures. Muted and classy looks better than lots of writing on paper. arg. Anyhoo... I guess I'll stop rambling now and post some pictures.