In response to a recent TAG:
I'll preface this by saying that Nick tells me all the time how weird I am so he should be writing this post for me but I'll try to narrow this down. And what does "odd" mean anyway... peculiar or out of the ordinary?
(In no particular order)
1. I am carrying twins!
2. I love hot foods like jalepenos, banana peppers, zesty spices, etc.
3. I am the biggest cry baby you will ever meet. Oprah, Dr. Phil, commercials, books, music videos, all make me cry!
4. Being a passenger in a car when ANYONE else is driving makes me extremely uncomfortable - sweaty palms, heightened sensations, and sometimes even upset stomach.
5. I am extremely afraid of heights. I haven't always been this way. When I was little I loved to climb trees and brick walls and stuff but one day something just snapped and heights became my biggest fear! Three years ago when I was on a Mission Trip with FUMC I was asked to help on the roof of the church and I don't know what I was thinking when I climbed up but when it was time to climb back down I freaked out and started crying and couldn't do it. I was so petrified that the Mission Trip leader called Nick on his cell phone and threw the phone up to me for Nick to calm me down. I asked like 5 guys to come and hold the bottom of the ladder and 2 or three more to hold the top so I could climb down. I did NOT go back up.
6. I have a very keen sense of smell.
7. I truly never forget a face. Two examples: I can be watching a movie and place almost any actor from where I have seen them even if they were 12 in the movie 15 years ago. My junior year at Bama I was sitting in a History class of about 200 students and kept noticing this guy that sat a few rows ahead of me. I couldn't stop looking at him because I recognized him from somewhere. I guessed that he was in my preschool class at Green Gate by Huntingdon College when I was 2 years old. I asked him and he said that he lived in Montgomery for like 2 years when he was young but that his family moved away and that he doesn't remember anything about it. Sure enough, the next time I went home I dug through old photos and found my preschool class picture and there he was!
I TAG:
John
LJM - start a blog!!! it doesn't have to sound smart, funny, or even interesting... Just Do It!
Jackie
What are 7 odd things about you?
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Saturday's News
This morning Nick and I had breakfast with my friend Celeste & her husband Sha, their son John Clifton, and Cel's mother Ruth. It is always so good to see them and reminisce. We laugh for hours each time we visit. I told Nick on the way back home how neat it is to have "lifetime friends." Cel and I went to school from Kindergarten through high school graduation and kept in touch through college. I was at her wedding and also at her house the week her first born came into the world. Now she is looking forward to our babies coming in July and our kids being friends. By the way, I ate 4 pieces of deer meat sausage and it was awesome.
It is just neat to me the many different "categories" that friends come in. Childhood friends, church friends, college friends, work friends, couples' friends, random friends, his friends, my friends, our friends, friends' friends...etc. You get the idea. And I'll say this too: it is always refreshing when one of your own friends marries someone you can consider your friend OR you can be friends with one of your spouse's friend's spouse. Lately I have been doing a lot more with my and our friends and it is really nice; contrary to the personality test I took online last week that I felt was pretty accurate...it said that I don't make friends often or easily but the friends I do make understand that I am extremely loyal to them and expect the same loyalty in return. It also said that once my trust is broken it is very hard to get it back and that I rarely forget when I have been wronged. I do see a lot of truth to both of these statements about me but I feel like that makes me sound really mean. I don't think I am mean... I think just most of the time I am really lazy. For example, if I don't call you back it's not because I don't want to...I'm just lazy. Or, if I don't make it to every coffee date or dinner, it's not that I don't want to see you...I'm just lazy. But I am aware of my laziness and have gotten a lot better...LJM I think can speak for that. And of course there are the the occasional days where it is just nice to be ALONE. But I think being alone means you can be friends with yourself. I you need to spend time with yourself every once in a while. Friendships, like any relationship, or plant, need nurturing or they will die.
Speaking of new friends...I am 15 weeks pregnant today! Nick and I visited our friend Dr. MP on Thursday for our Feb. checkup and everything was fine. Our babies' heartbeats are in the 150's and in the 140's. Wives' tales would say that this might be boy/girl but we won't know for sure until March 20th. The next ultrasound will be that morning at 10:50 followed by a checkup. Nick and I opted to not have the babies tested for Downs Syndrome. The doctor gave us the choice but I had already thought about whether or not to go through with it and decided I didn't want to do it. Nick agreed. What good would it do to know that you have a 1/200 chance of have a child with DS or a 1/300 chance of having a child with DS? Abortion is not an option we would ever consider and there is absolutely nothing you can do to reverse or prepare for DS. One girl at work just freaked when I told her we weren't going to do all that because she was like, "WHAT!? I'd want to know! I wouldn't want to have to wait ALL that time and then have to be surprised that something was wrong with my baby!!!" That is just one of those situations where you just say, "Hmm, well, we don't want to know." Maybe it is because I work with mentally and physically challenged kids everyday that I understand the reality of disorders in kids. Of course you pray for healthy babies but healthy babies are just not gaurenteed unfortunately. But you can imagine this conversation with a coworker:
"So how was your checkup?"
"Oh, well, we had to wait like 2 hours because the doctor was behind schedule...he had two deliveries today. But we did finally get back there and they just weighed me and we listened to the heartbeats.."
"AWWW! That's SO awesome!!!"
"Yea, and then we got to see them on the ultrasound..."
"OH! I want to see - do you have them with you!?!?"
"Yea, hang on...then we had this blood work done and it said that the baby might have Down Syndrome but we don't know for sure..."
" (GASP) Oh my gaaa, wuh- when will you know!!?"
"I guess not till they are born, but it'll be fine whatever happens happens..."
"Yea, but, oh my ga, my aunt had a Down Syndrome child and it was the hardest thing in the world...she was like so depressed about it but he was really cute but then he died."
WHO WOULD WANT THAT CONVERSATION EVERY TIME YOU MENTIONED YOU EVER HAD TESTING DONE IN THE FIRST PLACE!?
(I think I'm supposed to write BUT I DIGRESS here...)
Nick is at a soccer game with Corey right now and I am watching this week's episodes of Dr. Phil and Oprah. I need to be cleaning and doing laundry but I think I would just rather watch TV, snack, and nap. Isn't that what I am supposed to be doing before the babies get here since according to the world "You'll never sleep again! Say goodbye to alone time!!!"
One more thing, Ooooooon Tuesday night???? I think? Nick and I were watching TV and I think I felt two flutters. It was too low to be my stomach and plus I hadn't eaten in like 2 hours anyway. It was very quick and it came and went but it felt like a bubble popped in the place where the babies are and then it felt like another bubble popped. I have tried paying close attention since then but haven't had any other feelings. In the second trimester now, still craving chocolate milk like its my job, and finally over the cold I had all week.
Not checking for typos, eer, sorry.
Have a nice weekend!
It is just neat to me the many different "categories" that friends come in. Childhood friends, church friends, college friends, work friends, couples' friends, random friends, his friends, my friends, our friends, friends' friends...etc. You get the idea. And I'll say this too: it is always refreshing when one of your own friends marries someone you can consider your friend OR you can be friends with one of your spouse's friend's spouse. Lately I have been doing a lot more with my and our friends and it is really nice; contrary to the personality test I took online last week that I felt was pretty accurate...it said that I don't make friends often or easily but the friends I do make understand that I am extremely loyal to them and expect the same loyalty in return. It also said that once my trust is broken it is very hard to get it back and that I rarely forget when I have been wronged. I do see a lot of truth to both of these statements about me but I feel like that makes me sound really mean. I don't think I am mean... I think just most of the time I am really lazy. For example, if I don't call you back it's not because I don't want to...I'm just lazy. Or, if I don't make it to every coffee date or dinner, it's not that I don't want to see you...I'm just lazy. But I am aware of my laziness and have gotten a lot better...LJM I think can speak for that. And of course there are the the occasional days where it is just nice to be ALONE. But I think being alone means you can be friends with yourself. I you need to spend time with yourself every once in a while. Friendships, like any relationship, or plant, need nurturing or they will die.
Speaking of new friends...I am 15 weeks pregnant today! Nick and I visited our friend Dr. MP on Thursday for our Feb. checkup and everything was fine. Our babies' heartbeats are in the 150's and in the 140's. Wives' tales would say that this might be boy/girl but we won't know for sure until March 20th. The next ultrasound will be that morning at 10:50 followed by a checkup. Nick and I opted to not have the babies tested for Downs Syndrome. The doctor gave us the choice but I had already thought about whether or not to go through with it and decided I didn't want to do it. Nick agreed. What good would it do to know that you have a 1/200 chance of have a child with DS or a 1/300 chance of having a child with DS? Abortion is not an option we would ever consider and there is absolutely nothing you can do to reverse or prepare for DS. One girl at work just freaked when I told her we weren't going to do all that because she was like, "WHAT!? I'd want to know! I wouldn't want to have to wait ALL that time and then have to be surprised that something was wrong with my baby!!!" That is just one of those situations where you just say, "Hmm, well, we don't want to know." Maybe it is because I work with mentally and physically challenged kids everyday that I understand the reality of disorders in kids. Of course you pray for healthy babies but healthy babies are just not gaurenteed unfortunately. But you can imagine this conversation with a coworker:
"So how was your checkup?"
"Oh, well, we had to wait like 2 hours because the doctor was behind schedule...he had two deliveries today. But we did finally get back there and they just weighed me and we listened to the heartbeats.."
"AWWW! That's SO awesome!!!"
"Yea, and then we got to see them on the ultrasound..."
"OH! I want to see - do you have them with you!?!?"
"Yea, hang on...then we had this blood work done and it said that the baby might have Down Syndrome but we don't know for sure..."
" (GASP) Oh my gaaa, wuh- when will you know!!?"
"I guess not till they are born, but it'll be fine whatever happens happens..."
"Yea, but, oh my ga, my aunt had a Down Syndrome child and it was the hardest thing in the world...she was like so depressed about it but he was really cute but then he died."
WHO WOULD WANT THAT CONVERSATION EVERY TIME YOU MENTIONED YOU EVER HAD TESTING DONE IN THE FIRST PLACE!?
(I think I'm supposed to write BUT I DIGRESS here...)
Nick is at a soccer game with Corey right now and I am watching this week's episodes of Dr. Phil and Oprah. I need to be cleaning and doing laundry but I think I would just rather watch TV, snack, and nap. Isn't that what I am supposed to be doing before the babies get here since according to the world "You'll never sleep again! Say goodbye to alone time!!!"
One more thing, Ooooooon Tuesday night???? I think? Nick and I were watching TV and I think I felt two flutters. It was too low to be my stomach and plus I hadn't eaten in like 2 hours anyway. It was very quick and it came and went but it felt like a bubble popped in the place where the babies are and then it felt like another bubble popped. I have tried paying close attention since then but haven't had any other feelings. In the second trimester now, still craving chocolate milk like its my job, and finally over the cold I had all week.
Not checking for typos, eer, sorry.
Have a nice weekend!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
True to Blogger Form...
True to Blogger form I am dedicating one of my own blogs! There are always some sorts of nominations and dedications going around and now it is my turn.
Let me preface this by saying that my dedicated excerpt comes from a book I read today (yes I read the entire book in one day) by Rick Mckinley called "This Beautiful Mess." Read it, read it, read it. It is the Rick guy that Donald Miller talks about in "Blue Like Jazz." I am very inspired in many ways after reading this book. Each chapter has a poem that relates the the message he is conveying. While I was reading this poem I immediately thought of Heather Truett. First because she loves poetry and second she loves her babies. And there is a third, and that is because each of her posts always are in some way "soul searching" in some way. That's a good thing. So Heather this poem by Nathan Bubna called "Sylvan's Request" is my dedication to you today because it made me think of you.
"Sylvan's Request"
"Will you color with me?" asked Sylvan.
"Not right now, I'm going to go do.."
something important.
I went to do something I needed to do, didn't I?
Oh no.
What a glorious invitation I passed on today.
I could have colored!
I never color anymore.
I saw I wasn't good at coloring, so I stopped.
Growing up is dangerous like that.
It's so easy to forget that playing isn't competing,
so easy to confuse the serious with the important
or the skillful with the valuable.
Sylvan wanted to color while Leo played in a cardboard box
and Violette carefully balanced a pillow on her head.
How silly they are.
How wonderfully, worshipfully, beautifully silly!
But me?
Well, I had to do something important.
-Nathan Bubna
Hope that you enjoyed!
Let me preface this by saying that my dedicated excerpt comes from a book I read today (yes I read the entire book in one day) by Rick Mckinley called "This Beautiful Mess." Read it, read it, read it. It is the Rick guy that Donald Miller talks about in "Blue Like Jazz." I am very inspired in many ways after reading this book. Each chapter has a poem that relates the the message he is conveying. While I was reading this poem I immediately thought of Heather Truett. First because she loves poetry and second she loves her babies. And there is a third, and that is because each of her posts always are in some way "soul searching" in some way. That's a good thing. So Heather this poem by Nathan Bubna called "Sylvan's Request" is my dedication to you today because it made me think of you.
"Sylvan's Request"
"Will you color with me?" asked Sylvan.
"Not right now, I'm going to go do.."
something important.
I went to do something I needed to do, didn't I?
Oh no.
What a glorious invitation I passed on today.
I could have colored!
I never color anymore.
I saw I wasn't good at coloring, so I stopped.
Growing up is dangerous like that.
It's so easy to forget that playing isn't competing,
so easy to confuse the serious with the important
or the skillful with the valuable.
Sylvan wanted to color while Leo played in a cardboard box
and Violette carefully balanced a pillow on her head.
How silly they are.
How wonderfully, worshipfully, beautifully silly!
But me?
Well, I had to do something important.
-Nathan Bubna
Hope that you enjoyed!
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Happy Camper
This weekend we camped with my in-laws at Wind Creek State Park on Lake Martin. The experience was refreshing, relaxing, and re-motivating (?) I was reminded the goodness of simplicity. T-shirt, jeans, flip flops, and a car quilt was all I really needed. Hiking outdoors and spending time by the campfire is what Fall is all about -not to mention Oktoberfest brewed beer and grilled hamburgers. It was really neat to see families gathered around picnic tables and kids riding their bikes with no worries about reckless drivers or pedophiles. With Fall changes occurring literally all around us it was really refreshing to absorb God's creation in the trees and the crisp cool air. I loved going to sleep at night with the scent of camp fire smoke on my clothes and in my hair. I wonder how I can bring the experience home with me? By appreciating little things like a cup of hot coffee, picnics in the back yard, reading a few verses from the Bible outside on the porch before getting ready for work, and by planning more getaways like this one. Here are a few pics. from the weekend.
Me and Nick by the lake
At sunset
Meditation
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