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January 6th, 2012

christmas 2011

If I had to describe Christmas in one word, it would be “busy”. I’m not going to do a blow-by-blow account of the weekend. We were all over the place. B-man and I exchanged presents on Christmas Eve-Eve, spent Christmas Eve with his family, and then Christmas day with my family.

This was the first year where B-man was able to actually *go* shopping, instead of just buying things online.

Her bought me several thoughtful gifts, including a blu-ray of the Sound of Music (one of my all time favorite movies), a new water bottle with a built in filter, and a stand mixer!

He also bought Ginny several things. I had mentioned that I didn’t want to buy her a bunch of toys, but I guess I didn’t say anything about him doing so. It was precious for me to get to open up several things that I had pointed out to him at the store. He bought her some bath toys (because chika loves her bath time!), and one of those doorway jumpers.

Here she is enjoying the jumper. The only problem? We only have actual doorways to bathrooms and bedrooms… so there are not very many good places to use it. She does hang out there when I do the laundry though!

I spend the majority of Christmas Eve-Eve finishing Ginny’s quilt. I wanted to have it for her to use at our families’ houses. The middle block has her initials on one side, and her full name/year on the other side.

It is the only thing I gave her, and it is going to be around for a while. I am so happy with the way it turned out!

At the B-man family Christmas we hung out, ate Swedish food, and put legos on my dog. Gretel is such a sweet, patient dog. :)

To be honest, there was nothing monumental about the day. It felt pretty normal. I don’t know why, but it felt like some of the magic of Christmas was missing – but I still enjoyed spending time with my little family, and with my extended family.

After writing about my desire to have a more tradition-filled holiday season, this post may come as a disappointment. But honestly, I’m happy. Last year was a big year for me. I graduated college, I got my first real job, then my SECOND real job! I was pregnant, then more pregnant, than super pregnant, and then I had a baby. I gave up sleeping and learned to love a new little person. But, above everything else I have learned, very slowly, how to go with the flow.

Did you read that?

Jessica is going with the flow. That… just so you know, is a big deal.

April 6th, 2011

the siege of yorktown

I was gone all weekend. B-man and I left the house on Saturday, took the dogs to my Mama’s house, and then drove down the Williamsburg. The location actually falls into the “day-trip” realm in my mind, but B-man’s Mom got a sweet deal on a time-share (like $50 a night!) so we went down for the weekend.

The drive was only about 2 hours long. We stopped for lunch along the way, and then got to the condo and hung out with B-man’s brother, his brother’s wife, and B-man’s parents. It’s kind of funny that we were hanging out down there… since we all live really close to each other.

For dinner we went to the Aberdeen Barn. It was recommended when MIL checked in, and apparently is well known for having awesome steaks. While I profess to be a carnivore, I prefer my meat in the form of hamburgers, hotdogs, and lunch meats… and bacon. I had the New York Sirloin Strip Steak. I didn’t think it was any better than any other steak I have ever had. It was also kind of expensive for B-man and I. We generally try to stay under $30 (total) when we go out to eat. With a coupon we ended up paying about $50 for the both of us. It included salad, the main meal, and dessert though. I guess I’m just not a fancy eater.

I love travelling, BUT I think this was the last trip I am going to take until the baby is born. Sleeping is difficult in my own bed, and about a million times harder in new places. While my husband was snoring about 30 seconds after his head hit the pillow, I was awake for several hours after laying down. We spent the night at my in-laws a few weeks ago, which was almost unbearable… so I thought if I brought all of my normal pillows that this trip would be better. So I toted my 5 pillows down there… and saw little improvement. I will not be leaving my bed again.

Sunday we all had a slow start to the morning. Some time before noon B-man, his brother, and I packed up into our Jeep and headed to Yorktown. Every one else went shopping. On the way to Yorktown you drive down a beautiful scenic road along the York river, owned by the National Park Services, and there are little pull-offs with signs explaining significant events that took place there.

J+B in front of the York River

 

We drove to the Yorktown battlefield, only to realize that the next tour wasn’t for another two hours. We bought our tickets and headed out to do some geocaching (wikipedia explanation). You can’t put geocaches in National Parks. All of the ones that used to be there have been removed, and the only ones that remain are “virtual” caches. This means that instead of looking for a physical thing, you are looking for the answer to a question. On the website some one will post a question, and the coordinates for the answer. There are four of these virtual caches in Yorktown, and we found three of them!

One our walking we saw a couple of cool things:

The Yorktown Victory Monument

 

This monument was commissioned shortly after the victory by the American and French alliance over the British forces that had been holding Yorktown in 1781. Oddly enough it wasn’t built until about 100 years later! In 1879 work on the statue finally began. In 1942 the statue at the top was struck by lightening and decapitated, and several years later was replaced with a new head, and a lightening rod at the top. lol.

We walked down a little road toward the beach. The weather was nice, but I was wearing tennis shoes, and feeling rather tired. I did not touch the sand.

The beach of the York river.

In search of a geocache answer we found this little gave in the side of the banks.

Cornwallis' cave

 

Apparently Cornwallis, the leader of the British forces, hid out in this cave during the Alliance’s siege on Yorktown. You can’t go inside it now, there is a gate covering the entrance, but it was pretty neat.

After finding the cave we headed back towards the battlefield. It was less than half a mile, but there was a long hill. Hills are hard on my hips. They were hard on my hips before I was pregnant, but now they are even harder. My sweet husband took my purse (how does that thing get so heavy?!) and I slowly marched on up the hill. Then I sat down and refused to move for a little while. We did make it back to the museum/battlefield with plenty of time. We had a snack, then checked out the museum inside the NPS building.

Our tour guide, Bobby!

 

The tour was well worth the wait. Though… next time I am taking a camping chair, as it was a lot of standing, and not a lot of walking. The tour focused on the tactical side of the battle. The first stop focused on while Cornwallis choose Yorktown and that area to hold.

The second stop (which included benches and made my preggo feet very happy!) discussed the weaponry used. The British had more people, and more guns, but the American/French Allies won… why do you think that is?

siege canon

While the men I was with came up with plausible but slightly complex answers, I blurted out “Bigger guns!”. I mean… we were looking at a bunch of canons for heaven’s sake.

I was right. And the tour guide said she’s always happy when some one answers that question correctly. Apparently it’s a tricky one. I thought it was rather obvious!

The third portion of the tour was kind of a play-by-play of the seige that took place.

Franco-American trenches

The British had dug two lines of defense, but upon the arrival of the Allies, they pulled back and used only the inner trenches. Per “typical siege warfare”, a successful siege has only three lines, meaning that by the time they dig their third trench they should be in a position to win. I laugh… it sounded so scientific and official when the tour guide explained this… but really… why three? lol.

This siege is often referred to as the last major battle in the American Revolution. It was not the last battle, there would be a few more further north, but taking Yorktown back from the British was significant for many reasons. Despite having smaller numbers, and not being as “professional” as the British Army, the Franco-American troops won out because of their planning, and cleverness. Win!

The NPS fee was $10 (that includes the movie at the visitor’s center, the museum, and the tour) and it was well worth it.

We also drove around a saw the Yorktown National Cemetery.

Cemetery gate

 

This battlefield played a huge role in the American revolution, but it was also a big part of the Civil War, later on. I believe that the majority, if not all, of the graves in this cemetery are from the Civil War.

Yorktown Cemetery

 

From the road this place looks like a house, with a large fenced in yard, but when you get closer you can see the grave markers. Many bodies were moved here from other cemeteries after the war, as people were often buried where they died during the war with little ceremony or pomp because of the necessary to keep moving. This left many unmarked graves, resulting in about half of this graveyard’s headstones saying “Unkown Soldier” some even have two, three and even four unknown soldiers buried in them.

Surprisingly, the majority of the young men buried in this cemetery were Union soldiers. I guess I find this surprising because it is in Virginia. Maybe that isn’t so special, but I thought it was interesting.

If you have a chance to go to Yorktown, I highly recommend it. The drive from Williamsburg was only about 15 miles, and the history was so interesting. I feel like it made up for my really poor understanding of US History in about 2 hours! lol.

For lunch we hit up Red Hot & Blue. It was delicious. Well… the pulled pork was. I wouldn’t recommend the brisket. For dinner our group met up with B-man’s younger brother and said brother’s girl friend for a delicious Italian dinner at Sal’s by Victor. I had Four Cheese Tortelinni in a creamy sauce. Umm… I like cheese. The service was good, the food was good, and the prices were much more affordable than the previous night’s dinner (about $15/plate).

Considerably stuffed we headed back to the condo. B-man and I didn’t stay up much longer, and headed to bed. The next morning we were rushed out of the condo because no one had realized we needed to be out by 10 (I was told this at 9:55. No shower for me!).

We did some shopping at the Premium outlets (where I bought some maternity clothes at Motherhood which I will be sharing about later) and then we went to Pierce’s for lunch. This place also came highly recommended, but I was less than impressed. My pulled pork sandwich was good (not the best… but I love pulled pork so much I served it at my wedding… so maybe I’m picky). My macaroni and cheese was dismal, but the onion rings were good. Prices were in in the $7 – $15 range.

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So that was my weekend. What did you do? Have you been to Yorktown? Can you recommend any of your favorite historical places?

PS: When I got home after a weekend of no internet I have about 150 unread blogs. I’m still working on reading them!

March 7th, 2011

20 week ultrasound

My 20 week ultrasound was scheduled for Friday, February 25. The appointment was at 10:00 am. So I woke up at 9 in the morning and drank the 12 ounces of water that they had asked me to drink prior to going to the office.

Throwing up cold water is probably the best thing you could ever throw-up. By the way… just in case you wondered. Also – very strange feeling. (Total throw-up count is 3x/20 weeks)

So then I had to drink more water. I decided to do this a little more slowly.

The first part of the ultrasound was a little uncomfortable. Mostly because I had a rather full bladder, but I guess it makes it easier to get the images of the cervix. As soon as the technician was done with those pictures she let me go use the restroom before continuing. I don’t know if that is standard practice, but I thought it was very thoughtful, and showed how conscious they are about the client’s comfort.

I have a video I really want to share, as mentioned before, but it has my (very unique) maiden name in it, and that is something I have been trying to avoid posting on my blog. I’m still trying to figure out how to edit put something in the video to block that part. Once I do that – I’ll be sharing. :)

In the mean time… here are some non-moving pictures of our little bean!

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And those three little lines mean that we are having a

baby girl!

While I had wanted to not find out the gender until the birth, my Mom convinced me that it would be better to know ahead of time. While we are sharing this information, we will not be sharing any information on names. Partially because we don’t have anything picked out, partially because I want to meet the kiddo before we name her, and partially because I don’t want people to try and comandeer the naming process by convincing me one way or another about certain names. We will probably be using family names, but that too is up for changing!

 

February 12th, 2011

Valentine’s Weekend.

I arrived home from my errands yesterday and sat down at the computer. As I surfed through blogs I was reminded that Valentine’s Day is coming up soon. I turned to my hubby (his desk face the opposite wall) and informed him that it was Valentine’s Weekend.

“A whole weekend!?” B-man replied, sounding rather exhasperated. “But Valentine’s Day is on Tuesday!”

I laughed. Then I looked at a calender. It’s actually on a Monday. Nickels and dimes, nickels and dimes.

I asked B-man “Who goes out on a Monday… or a Tuesday?!” Considering that we both work, weekdays are rather exhausting. He agreed with me, but then I found something shiny and interesting on the inter-webs and I was thoroughly distracted.

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Later that evening we climbed into bed. I did my best to take up the ENTIRE King size bed, but alas, I could not. We just chilled, kind of snuggling, talking about our day, and the things that had occured during the week. B-man then said:

“The Icing is having a cupcake tasting tomorrow (Saturday), and I thought it might be cool to go.” I love cupcakes. Like… a lot. I drive past “The Icing” on my way to work during the week, and I’ve been telling him about this place. He continues “It starts at 9, and you need reservations, but if you want to go I can get up at 8:30 and call them.”

How sweet. Cupcakes, and giving up your sleeping in. After a little discussion we decided to hold off on the cupcakes. Neither of us really wanted to give up our sleeping in.

“Well, okay…” the man was undeterred ”we could go to the Marine Museum – I know you’ve been wanting to go, and they are having a special exhibit of miniature trains.” I love museums, and thought this sounded nice. It hadn’t occurred to me at this point that he was planning our Valentine’s Weekend.

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“Any other ideas for tomorrow?” he seemed to be full of them last night, which was good since I hadn’t been out of the house in ages (aside form work).

B-man laughed “Well, we could do dinner backwards, if you want.”

About a week ago I went to Chili’s with my sister and my hubby. Being pregnant feels like having a gastric bypass, because I can barely eat two chicken strips before feeling full. Thusly, I was disappointed when dessert rolled around and I had no room for another sip of water, let alone dessert! We decided to hold off on the dessert for another night.

So with our plans in hand, we went to bed Friday, and did not set an alarm. As I lay there listening to B-man snore it dawned on me that he was our Valentine’s weekend. So sweet of him – especially since I had been teasing when I mentioned it.

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Today I woke up around 12. I hoped in the shower, got ready, and by 1 pm we were out the door. The weather was beautiful! The drive up to the National Museum of the Marine Corp and Heritage Museum was a lot bigger than I expected. If you’re ever in the area – check it out. Very interesting, and FREE!

We actually didn’t get through the whole museum. About half way through my pregnant body and hungry tummy required that we go to find food. Since the museum is free, and rather close to our house, we are going to go back on our next available weekend for some more fun.

As I mentioned, there was a miniature train exhibit going on too. I’m not particularly interested in trains, but it is always cool to see new things! Next weekend we will be playing Rail Baron with B-man’s family, and so I snapped a few pictures of things I recognized from the game.

The B&O is a railroad that runs between Baltimore and Ohio. It always makes me chuckle though because it’s like BO… body odor… tee hee. (I’m young at heart!).

Ten points if you can guess where this train goes!

And a cross country trip wouldn’t be complete with out McDonald’s! It’s crazy how intricate the little sceneries were. You can see it just in this building – the menu is posted in the window! Some of the trains had people sitting in them, and right next to the B&O building was an outhouse with the door hanging open while a little figurine was using the John! lol.

After half of the museum we retreated back to our car, and then we left for Chilli’s. This time I was careful to not drink four glasses of water before my food arrived (that was my downfall last time), and I only ate half of my meal. The rest I packaged up and brought home! B-man had wanted to order dessert first, to make sure I got to enjoy it, but my stomach was so empty I needed real food before I could have the sugar. The thought was still there, and I paced myself enough that I was still able to enjoy some dessert.

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So, that’s how we celebrated Valentine’s Day (a little early). I really can’t stand traffic, or people, or waiting too long for my drink to get filled… so going out on Valentine’s Day is not very enjoyable for me. I’m planning to maybe make last year’s events a yearly thing with home-made pizza and chocolate covered strawberries!

Tell me: Do you have any big plans?

January 6th, 2011

Getting Gussied Up

As mentioned when I blogged about our “budget” – we kept everything pretty low key. The people who put my wedding on are my Moms. Yes, I have more than one. When you move around a lot, there are people who you meet who become instant family. These women that I’ve known, some for the majority of my life, some for a few years, and some only for a few months, put my wedding together. One of these women happens to be a hair stylist. She did my hair for my bridal pictures, and she was ever so gracious is doing my hair for my wedding as well. The other Mamas helped get every body else ready too! So, here are my “Getting ready photos” – it’s kind of a scant section, but what I have will do.

5:05 pm – less than an hour before the ring ceremony starts. It took us a very long time to get from northern DC to Fredericksburg!  This is one of my sister’s dresses. Both of them were my bridesmaids. The Maid of Honor’s dress was blue with a brown belt.

I started the afternoon out by lying on the floor. I had been up since 3 something in the morning and was completely exhausted. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one who felt this way… but I was the only one who laid down on the ground.

I got up off of the floor when two of my college roommates showed up. They came all the way up from Tennessee! Hmm… love!  The two people behind me came to Virginia all the way from Georgia! I’ve known them since I was a freshman in highschool.

I already had my jewelry on by this point. Brandi was curling my hair to give it a little more volume so it would look better in my up-do. Naturally I kept my veil on… THE ENTIRE DAY… so there aren’t actually any pictures of the back of my head.

According to our budget… I did my own make-up. Which was perfectly fine because I got a lot of compliments on it. I went very simple, and kind of understated. This is actually the same make-up I wear every day, plus lipstick. I did it that way because I knew that my normal make-up looked good. Why fix something that isn’t broken?!

Here is the Wendy-lady (she came all the way from Utah!) doing Chrissy hair (the maid of honor).

I gave Teresa, my sister and flower girl, this necklace. Isn’t she a cutie!

And that, sadly, is where my getting ready pictures end. Why? Because as soon as I was done with hair and make-up I disappeared. I went to an empty part of the church, and wrote down what I wanted to say to B-man. Yes. I procrastinated THAT much. As soon as I was finished it was… about 6. So I got dressed in the bathroom with just my Mom. Then she hurried out to be walked down the aisle and I slowly walked the hallways to meet my Dad at the back of the church. The next time any one saw me was like this:

Pictures by Alea Bryar. Except the last one. My Aunt Cyndi took this one.

August 24th, 2010

Home decorating…

For Christmas my sister in law gave me hundreds of 5 x 7′s of the wedding pictures she took for us. It is such a beautiful gift, and I have spent a good deal of time looking through them. I don’t really have the money or patience to hang hundreds of little frames, so I needed to come up with a quick way to hang up a bunch of these pictures. It felt like such a pity letting them sit in boxes!

So this is what I came up with. I would love to do this AROUND a room, but it just wouldn’t work here. Maybe in an office… but not here. So, to qualm my itch to display these pictures, I bought mini laundry clips and some ribbon, and behold!

And now 24 of my wedding pictures are up on display in the living room. :) I also threw in our first picture together in college… four years ago, and a few of my bridal pictures. Since we’re moving in a few months, I don’t want to spend tons of money on personalizing this home any more, because it might not work in our next home… ya know?

So, tell me… what’s the most creative home-decoration you’ve ever used?

July 1st, 2010

Better Days – a real blog post.

I have some irrational fears. I chalk it up to my hormones and bouts of depression. It started in High School, and just got worse. Which is the same pattern my depression took. I constantly thought that my Mom was dead. If she didn’t answer her phone, or if I couldn’t find her, my heart would race and if it took too long, I would cry. I know it is crazy, and that there is a 99% chance that everything is perfectly fine… but that other 1% rules my brain for those moments of panic.

I kind of thought things would get better when I got married. And it’s true, I am don’t go into a panic when my Mom doesn’t answer her phone. I figure, she’s talking with some one else, or left her phone at home or is upstairs and her phone in charging in the kitchen. Very rational. Unfortunately my unruly thoughts have taken to obsessing over my husband now. Which would be the reason why, when he left yesterday… I bawled. It felt kind of nice… I don’t think I’ve cried like that since April of 2009… which would (roughly) be the last time I had to leave B-man. Since then we have been inseparable. Back then I was crying because I just didn’t want to leave. But yesterday, I was so worried that his plane would crash or some crazy person would run through the air port with a gun or… anything. My mind is very creative in the ways it tortures me. Some times when he doesn’t answer his phone, but I know he’s at home I think the house has burned down or some one has broken in and murdered him. Gah.

Any way, after my little fits of sheer terror yesterday, I am feeling much better today. I woke up, took the dogs out, fed them, fed myself, and then sat down to do some homework. Normally I stay in bed as long as I can, begging B-man to come back and snuggle with me. He usually gives in. Guilty pleasures, those morning snuggles. I was kind of bummed as I walked around the house though… my eyes keep looking for him. For things that make me thing of him, but my house is well… full of me. The only visual representation of him is the executive leather chair sitting, tucked in, under his empty, glass work table.  We need more pictures.

Any way, in an attempt to distract myself yesterday I sat down to watch TV. I watched about 15 minutes of “Mosters Inside Me” and couldn’t handle it any more. Instead I got up and was productive. First I did the dishes. Normally my darling husband does this, but he has been busy with work and getting packed, so I told him I would take care of it. And I did.

Then I did something we have both been putting off for… months.

You see that empty spot? That is the recycle spot. It, along with 10 trash bags, was full. Full of recycle. But our recycle doesn’t get picked up so we have to drive it down the road and sort it ourselves. It just hasn’t been happening. So, I packed out tiny little car full (and it didn’t all fit… I had to leave some spider-filled boxes behind… umm… pity), and drove down the road to sort the recycle. I was there for an hour. There was this other guy there for a long time too. At the third to last bag I found a GIANT spider… and I mean… huge. Not one of those wimpy Daddy-long legged spiders. This guy was built. So I screamed, threw the bag in the dumpster (sorry Mother earth… please forgive me), and promptly pulled the last two bags out of the car. Then Brandan called to tell me he had landed in Philadelphia, and the other guy got in the car to leave. As I got off the phone I heard his engine trying oh-so-hard to turn over, with no avail. So, I offered him a jump. I like helping people. We had to let it sit for a while, and when his van’s engine roared to life, he offered to finish off my last two bags of recycle for me. Normally I would have so no thanks. I don’t believe in taking payment for good deeds. But dude… there were spiders. I may have helped him out with his car, but I definitely feel like the lucky one.

So, in other news… remember back when I was all whiny about my sunburn? I took a picture for you… but it was in the middle of summer school classes, and I have been too busy. So, here it is now. You may want to grab your sun glasses.

It is much better now, and I am very very tan on… parts of my body. The line on the bottom is just from the pillow I was laying on. FYI.

Next, I mentioned that I got a new computer. I love it. It is fantastic.

It is very little. This pictures shows it next to my normal computer… which is actually bigger than my first TV. lol.

Here’s the cute little case I got for it… next to a standard size keyboard, for comparison.

The nifty blue power button…
And the top of the computer…
Ta-da! You may remember, but just in case… this is the computer I was talking about when I said I had installed Linux.
I think I am mostly caught up on all of the exciting things. So, here is a small note for B-man.
Dear B-man,
The Black Wii-mote got here yesterday. I am going to rename it a Ninja-mote though, because it is very stealthy.
Happy late Christmas… or Birthday… or Graduation… or what ever this was supposed to be for. I’m sorry you weren’t here to open the package, but you know how I get when there are new things that need opening.
I just can’t help myself.
I love you dearly, wish you were here to wash the dishes I made last night trying to comfort myself with mac & cheese.
I should eat less carbs. Ha… yeah right.
Behave yourself and do good papers.
Forever you crazy wife,
Jessica
PS: How do I code for spaces between these last few lines? I keep pressing “enter” and then updating the blog, but then it just reformats and goes back to the no-space-between-lines mode because computers hate me.
PPS: I miss you.
June 20th, 2010

What did I expect?

This is not a sappy Father’s day post. No, seriously it’s not.

I don’t know what I expected to happen when I called my Dad’s fancy iPhone to wish him a nonchalant “Happy Father’s Day.” It’s almost 10 in the morning. The man I grew up with is an early riser. Man, oh man was he an early riser! I didn’t want to wait until later in the day when things would inevitably get crazy at my parents house, so I got up this morning, just to call him. I should’ve just sent an e-mail! lol.

I called, he answer – not sounding like Dad usually sounds when he answers my random and obscure phone calls. I say “Oh sorry, are you at church?” He responds, negatory. I say “I was just calling to say Happy Father’s Day!” Wow, I sound happy for having just woke up. Then he says “I’m in Europe, trying to get over my jet-lag.”

lol. I told him to go back to bed.

How was I supposed to know? Plus! It’s like afternoon there! Oh well. I tried. I should’ve just sent an e-mail.

But seriously… in the olden days… like, when I was in high school – my Dad woke up at crazy and completely unbelievable hours! I was supposed to wake up to my alarm, ya know… at the same time he woke up I guess. But I would stay in bed longer. Then, when I heard his boots stomping across the house to come check on me, I would jump out of bed and scurry my lazy bum into the bathroom before he had a chance to see I was still in bed.

I don’t think he meant to stomp… it was just those darn Army boots.

So, I think a little tribute is in order…

To the man who tried to take my food when I obviously didn’t want to share!

To the man who inspired, supported, and encouraged my love of music…

I'm on the left.

To the man who walked around Sea World with children on his feet…

To the man who dressed me in orange from the very beginning, thus brain washing me into going to my current university…

To the man with shorts shorter than mine…

And the man with the crazy hat… Happy Father’s Day! I have so many fond memories of growing up, skiing, traveling, hiking the Appalachian trail with strangers, and going to a two week long camp with a bunch of Germans. I’m pretty sure I owe them all to you!

Love ya!

(See, I think I got all the way through without being sappy – quite the accomplishment.)

My Dad on the other hand has been known to get sappy… on occasion. <3

May 19th, 2010

The Inspirations!

I’m kind of a crazy person. And a copy-cat galore.

On occasion I can be creative, but usually I see other things and then recreate them. My wedding was no exception. I originally wanted an outdoor wedding. My ceremony was outdoors, but we did the reception inside for the A/C and because we needed a rain-back-up-plan. But, I wanted to share where some of my ideas started!

The first thing I did was google “Mormon Ring Ceremony.” What can I say? I was desperate! The only information I had was a paragraph from a book. Not a lot. But I needed more than just a description of what it was. I needed a guide. A serious planning guide. I’m kind of big on lists. After searching through tons and tons of websites and flipping through pages of google results, I landed on the Wedding Bee website. The I found Mrs. Avocado (now That Wife) – and her detailed blog of their ring ceremony was the best thing I could’ve asked for.

I loved everything about her ceremony. It was small and intimate. I used hers as the bones for what I wanted to do. There will be more about that in the post about the actual ceremony. I did take some decorating cues from her wedding though. The one big thing I was inpisred by was her Chandelier that she had hanging over their ceremony. It was so pretty and beautiful.

Photo By Kelli Nicole Photography

I ended up going a little more homemade, and didn’t have the time to burn the candles for the cool phantom-candle effect, but I think my version was perfect for us!

I had some ideas about the invitations. I drew up probably 10 different options. I looked at hundreds.

And we ended up doing this:

And this was the actual invite. My mom designed them. All of the borders and everything!

For the ceremony I had big plans. I wanted something like this:

Or this:

And I decided on this:

And even though our plans went back and forth and around the moon, my Mom pulled this off! It was funny, after the fact she said “hey… this was just like that drawing you sent. Because well… I sent the drawing to her just a month after I got engaged (a year before I got married)!!

My reception plans looked something like this:

But were changed because August in Virginia means *HIGH CHANCE OF RAIN*!

The last thing I wanted was a very small cake. I was an economical bride. I just needed something simple to cut with the hubs. Back when I was feeling the wild flowers I drew this design:

And what we got was… hmm… bigger.  It was only two teirs, but the wonderful woman who made it for us included tiers. I guess it made it more of a focal point, but I was kind of taken back when I saw it.

Now you see that cake topper? It is the exact same one my Mama had on her cake at her wedding! I actually saved hers, when she was going to throw it away. So we bought a new one off of ebay. It arrive in all of it’s 1990′s glory with those big white flowers!

In my Mom’s wedding, some one added PINK flowers to it, to make it fit with the color scheme. I actually had plans to just use the little statue, but I kind of got over ruled. One of the small problems of letting some one else plan your wedding – you’re not around for every little detail. That’s ok though. My Mama added the blue ribbon, and little flowers, and it looked beautiful, and it made me happy having just one more connection to my Mama.

So there are the majority of my wedding inspirations – the big ones. I did spend a fair amount of time on The Knot surfing through color organized pictures, and thousands of different ideas.

Tell me: What, or who was your wedding inspiration?

May 8th, 2010

Adventures in Food Land.

I take a lot of pictures of food. I think it’s because I like cooking, and I love eating. So, let’s take an adventure in “Food Land” because I have quite the collection to share!

We went to this restaurant on a lunch date the other day.

We just walked there. I have driven past it probably a million times, it was 11, and I was craving some biscuits and gravy. Probably my favorite food ever. No worries, I was successful in my endeavors, and I did procure the goods:

B-man got a BBQ sandwhich and fries.

I was kind of hoping for something really cool that I could submit to Diners, Drive-ins and Dives so I could meet Guy Fieri… no such luck. The food was average, but really cheap. I think my gravy is better… and it comes from a package. BUT… I cannot cook bacon to save my life. Yes, the last time I cooked bacon I had an entire high-rise apartment building evacuated. It was awful.

Back to the restaurant. Have you ever seen cans this big?!

It was a real friendly joint, and lots of locals started coming in around noon. The lady at the check out (upon seeing B-man’s credit card) asked if we were related to the Reeds around here. I guess it’s a family that’s been in South Knoxville for many a generation, but alas… we hail from… Virginia.

Even if I was hungry and didn’t feel like cooking… I would probably cook before coming here again. It wasn’t bad, it was just not as good as I was hoping for. BUT, we took an adventure, we walked a block, and I had biscuits and gravy. Definitely not a wasted trip.

Recently I have kind of fallen in love with salad though. I know – strange. But it just feels like nothing is as satisfying in the weather than I nice crisp salad.

This one had salt & pepper chicken, manderin oranges, croutons, and a blush red wine vinaigrette. It was delicious.

I also have a thing for cheese. Not so much lately, but in general. Hmm… my favorite cheese product is definitely Macaroni & Cheese, but my second favorite would have to be this beauty:

Alton Brown told me that Grilled Cheese always tastes better when made with two different cheese, and after some experimenting. I must agree. Try it – you’ll be in cheese heaven. Or fatter. Hmmm… I guess they might be the same thing. I also like to add some chopped up ham (umm… I chop up the lunch meat and then heat it up in a little skillet). If you add protein does that make it better? lol.

And that, my dear friends, is my most recent adventure to Food Land! Thanks for visiting! ;)

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