Most people don't blog on the weekends, which leaves me with two days of nothing new to read about other than the news on MSN (speaking of that, I have developed an unhealthy obsession with the Malaysia Air flight 370 news). Anyway, in light of that, I decided to share a few weekend reads with you....just some of the posts or stories I've read this week that I found interesting. Enjoy.
1. This blog talks about a time when the author was asked to make a sacrifice to help others because that is what Jesus would have done. I love the whole message, every word. The fact that it involves shoes (which we all know I love) makes it even better.
2. This blog where a girl talks about her need to have everything be neat and organized and how maybe she should just let life be messy. Maybe we try so hard to keep our houses and offices clean and neat because we think that if they are not a mess, or life cannot be a mess. And maybe we should just let go and enjoy the fact that messy can sometimes be good. If you're Type-A like me, you probably need to read this one.
3. This post that talks about how maybe when we claim to be "waiting on God" we really need to get a move on. I think that generally I'm not too bad about this one (The Boy from Texas might disagree beings that we still live 9 hours apart!), but I know a lot of people in my life who really struggle with this and sort of end up stuck in a rut because of it. I think sometimes we use "waiting on God" as a bit of an excuse when we are scared to make a move. Maybe, in truth, He is waiting on us!
Friday, March 28, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Facebook Status Updates That Might Have Been (Part 2)
And now, for Part 2 of "Facebook Statuses That Might Have Been" (had I not given Facebook up for Lent and all).
1. Today, I drove to Van Horn, Texas. Directions: Drive to the end of the earth. Then go 100 more miles.
2. Pretty sure I am going to win the $1 million prize.....8 games in and my bracket is still perfect (yes, I picked Harvard over Cincy and Dayton over Ohio State).
3. Sour cream sauce---whatever the heck that is---does NOT qualify as Mexican food.
4. Thank you to the nice man who picked me up off the ground after my heel got stuck in a crack in the sidewalk in front of a gas station and I managed to do an epic faceplant. You are good people, sir.
5. Whoever said "absence makes the heart grow fonder" clearly was not a long distance relationship and can suck it.
6. Seven days after being planted in my flowerbeds, I am happy to report that all flowers remain alive and well! It's a horticultural miracle!
7. Dear toilet that overflowed and flooded my bathroom for the second time in a year....I've about had enough of you and your crap. Literally.
8. Dear stupid, snobby college that did not admit my sweet Baby Hepburn.....Big mistake. Huge. You just wait and see where this girl is headed!
1. Today, I drove to Van Horn, Texas. Directions: Drive to the end of the earth. Then go 100 more miles.
2. Pretty sure I am going to win the $1 million prize.....8 games in and my bracket is still perfect (yes, I picked Harvard over Cincy and Dayton over Ohio State).
3. Sour cream sauce---whatever the heck that is---does NOT qualify as Mexican food.
4. Thank you to the nice man who picked me up off the ground after my heel got stuck in a crack in the sidewalk in front of a gas station and I managed to do an epic faceplant. You are good people, sir.
5. Whoever said "absence makes the heart grow fonder" clearly was not a long distance relationship and can suck it.
6. Seven days after being planted in my flowerbeds, I am happy to report that all flowers remain alive and well! It's a horticultural miracle!
7. Dear toilet that overflowed and flooded my bathroom for the second time in a year....I've about had enough of you and your crap. Literally.
8. Dear stupid, snobby college that did not admit my sweet Baby Hepburn.....Big mistake. Huge. You just wait and see where this girl is headed!
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Funny Conversations with The Boy From Texas (Part III)
This boyfriend of mine is something else. Here are a few of his latest gems.
*Discussing people living in big cities like New York*
The Boy from Texas: I don't understand why you would want to live there. It's just a big feedlot.
Me: A feedlot?
TBFT: Yep. Think about it. They all get herded around streets that are like alleys. They all come out into the streets to eat. They're just getting fattened up to eventually die.
Me: Wow. That's a country boy's view for ya.
*Regarding some magazine list suggesting that a girl should write a boys name in lipstick on the mirror to keep the romance alive*
The Boy from Texas: Why would you do that? Who will clean that up? Some city girl wrote this.
*He calls me from a car dealership asking my thoughts on him buying a new pickup.*
Me: Well, it's not my money.
TBFT: One day you might have a say in this so I want your opinion.
Me: Well you really should probably do what you want because one day I won't let you anymore.
TBFT: Good point. I gotta go.
Me: We got ND Friend's save the date addressed to [my full name] and [his full name].
TBFT: Will we always be getting mail addressed like that? (Obviously, he's asking if I'll change my last name if we get married.)
Me: I suppose that all depends on you obtaining a shiny, round item.
TBFT: Um...I...well...man, you can always turn things around on me. It's amazing.
*I actually don't remember what led up to this one.*
Me: That was kinda mean.
TBFT: I'm just giving you a hard time. No one else does it, so I feel like that's my duty.
Oh, also, we're adding in a little something this time. TBFT has taken to sending me songs he likes when he hears them on Pandora. Best.Thing.Ever. It's like a new playlist for me every day! Here are couple of his current finds:
*Discussing people living in big cities like New York*
The Boy from Texas: I don't understand why you would want to live there. It's just a big feedlot.
Me: A feedlot?
TBFT: Yep. Think about it. They all get herded around streets that are like alleys. They all come out into the streets to eat. They're just getting fattened up to eventually die.
Me: Wow. That's a country boy's view for ya.
*Regarding some magazine list suggesting that a girl should write a boys name in lipstick on the mirror to keep the romance alive*
The Boy from Texas: Why would you do that? Who will clean that up? Some city girl wrote this.
*He calls me from a car dealership asking my thoughts on him buying a new pickup.*
Me: Well, it's not my money.
TBFT: One day you might have a say in this so I want your opinion.
Me: Well you really should probably do what you want because one day I won't let you anymore.
TBFT: Good point. I gotta go.
Me: We got ND Friend's save the date addressed to [my full name] and [his full name].
TBFT: Will we always be getting mail addressed like that? (Obviously, he's asking if I'll change my last name if we get married.)
Me: I suppose that all depends on you obtaining a shiny, round item.
TBFT: Um...I...well...man, you can always turn things around on me. It's amazing.
*I actually don't remember what led up to this one.*
Me: That was kinda mean.
TBFT: I'm just giving you a hard time. No one else does it, so I feel like that's my duty.
Oh, also, we're adding in a little something this time. TBFT has taken to sending me songs he likes when he hears them on Pandora. Best.Thing.Ever. It's like a new playlist for me every day! Here are couple of his current finds:
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Monday, March 24, 2014
They Have To Clean The Bathroom Too
"The danger comes when you look around and see everyone else's best and think it's their always." ~Unknown (some blogger, I'm pretty sure, but I didn't write down who said it!)
Sometimes, I catch myself thinking about what life would be like had I made different decisions. Usually it is on a lazy Saturday when I am doing something horrendously ordinary, like cleaning the bathroom, that my mind wonders what might have been.
Had I gone to law school on the East Coast as was the original plan, until I woke up one day in late April and cancelled said plans and made new ones, all by noon. I picture a quiet little townhouse in Georgetown and days spent wondering the neighborhood and running amongst the monuments.
Of course, I think of my beautiful little apartment overlooking the Bay in San Francisco. With Saturdays full of trolley rides and Farmers Markets and weekend getaways to Napa.
I think of a tiny village in Switzerland that stole my heart the first time I set foot on its ground. The one with breathtaking views and bike trails and Coupe Denmark for dessert.
It's easy to get caught up in the what might have beens...so think about how life would be different and more glamorous and well, just more.
But then I realize, all of those people who made those choices that I did not? They have to clean the bathroom too. Because life is not always the grand adventure that we picture in our heads. Because the paths untaken are not full of only fun in the sun and beautiful views. It's true whether you are in a little town in Texas or a big city by the ocean.
And it does me good to remember that sometimes.
Sometimes, I catch myself thinking about what life would be like had I made different decisions. Usually it is on a lazy Saturday when I am doing something horrendously ordinary, like cleaning the bathroom, that my mind wonders what might have been.
Had I gone to law school on the East Coast as was the original plan, until I woke up one day in late April and cancelled said plans and made new ones, all by noon. I picture a quiet little townhouse in Georgetown and days spent wondering the neighborhood and running amongst the monuments.
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| Korean War Memorial - Washington, DC - 2011 |
Of course, I think of my beautiful little apartment overlooking the Bay in San Francisco. With Saturdays full of trolley rides and Farmers Markets and weekend getaways to Napa.
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| Alamo Square Park - San Francisco - 2011 |
I think of a tiny village in Switzerland that stole my heart the first time I set foot on its ground. The one with breathtaking views and bike trails and Coupe Denmark for dessert.
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| Cully, Switzerland - 2009 |
But then I realize, all of those people who made those choices that I did not? They have to clean the bathroom too. Because life is not always the grand adventure that we picture in our heads. Because the paths untaken are not full of only fun in the sun and beautiful views. It's true whether you are in a little town in Texas or a big city by the ocean.
And it does me good to remember that sometimes.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Old Friends
This week, I got to catch up with two of my oldest friends.
They immediately laugh when we talk about broken noses, because they remember mine. They know why it is ironic that I am really good with directions now (the teacher literally posted the directions on the wall when I was in 5th grade because I could NOT get it). They can get through half a sentence, nod, and not finish, yet I know exactly what they are thinking. We reminisce about the time she chased her twin brother with a butcher knife and the time that I caught his ex girlfriend going through his drawers and kicked her out. Truth be told, these two probably know me better than I know myself.
I suppose that 20 years of friendship does that to people.
So find your people---the ones who make you think and make you laugh and protect you and remember the little details---and then hang on like crazy.
I suppose that 20 years of friendship does that to people.
So find your people---the ones who make you think and make you laugh and protect you and remember the little details---and then hang on like crazy.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Answers To Your Questions
Thanks to those of you who submitted questions for me to answer in lieu of having to be creative and think up my own blog topics this week! Here we go....
I see that you have been in quite a few weddings, do you have a go to gift for the couple, the shower and/or the bachelorette?
I have been in quite a few weddings.....I'm actually quite close to having a double digit number of bridesmaid dresses hanging in my closet. I am not, however, a very good gift-giver. Do you go with the registry? Do you venture out? I never really know. But here is advice that several brides and BFF have told me. I tend to believe them: Give us money. It's true, people would rather have money or a gift card a lot of the times than the third set of mixing bowls. I use this example because more than once after his wedding, BFF called me screaming about all the mixing bowls in his house. Weddings are expensive. Honeymoons are expensive. Life is expensive. Yes, I know it's not etiquette and it's not personal, but I've never seen anyone complain about a little green in an envelope.
I was catching up on blogs and read the one about the green river. How much green dye does it take to turn a river green? And for that matter, how much orange dye does it take for the fountain at OSU on homecoming?
Excellent questions. I have no idea. I had never put together the fact that I love the orange fountain and the green river---apparently I like water being dyed! I never watched the dyeing of the fountain at OSU, was that open to the public? I did, however, watch the green river dying. There comes along a speed boat all the way down the river and a little guy in said speed boat dumps out a crap ton (technical term) of dye all down the river. Then he'll circle back and dump some more. It really was something to see!
When do you plan to see College Roomie again? It's been toooo long already.
Amen. Too long indeed. I miss the days when I saw you every day in our happy little home on Duck Street in Stillwater, Oklahoma. Complete with boys doing homework in the Judge's chair, gas leaks, organized dishes, BFF sleeping on Snuggles, and burned popcorn. Okay.....well for sure I'll see you at Blonde Oklahoma Girl's wedding in August. I'll be in NM several times this summer to go to the lake, so perhaps you and McCain can tear yourselves away from your bookstore dates and come to the lake with The Boy from Texas and me?? I'll drive the boat safely and you can wear floaties.
With all of the traveling you've done, which place would you visit again in a heartbeat? And which has been your favorite place to travel to?
Oh, sister, I could write for days on just one of these questions! I absolutely love to travel and have fallen in love with several places that I've been. I also really struggle with wanting to go back to the same places instead of finding new, equally awesome places. That said, I'm giving you a Top 5 list (It's actually kinda 7...) in no particular order.
1. San Francisco. It's no secret that I love this city. The energy, the breeze off the bay, the food, the Golden Gate....I'm in love. Plus I spent a life-changing summer there back in 2008, so it holds a special place in my heart. I've taken a ton of people there from my girlfriends to my cowboy hat wearing, rancher of a father and they have all LOVED it. It's a must. Oh, and last thing, if you're a runner....the SF Marathon lets you run across the Golden Gate Bridge and back and Bay to Breakers is the most fun race ever! Top stop: Alcatraz tour.
2. Costa Rica. If you're up for some crazy adventure, book your trip right this minute. I almost drown white water rafting (other than that scary part that day was awesome!), saw smoke spewing from a volcano, parasailed, soaked in a hot springs, ziplined and Tarzan swung through the jungle, swam under a waterfall.....seriously, it's an adrenaline junkie paradise down there. It's also beautiful, I felt totally safe (save the whole drowning incident), and it's quite reasonably priced! Oh, plus, after a few days analyzing our love lives in the sun both Blonde Oklahoma Girl and I ended up with boyfriends and dream jobs, so that's something to think about.... Top stop: White water rafting near La Fortuna.
3. Switzerland. I'm not sure if it was because it was my very first stop in Europe in my life, or if it really is as amazing as I remember it, but I fell in love with Switzerland the moment I stepped off of that plane. It looks like a fairy tale. Breathtaking views of the Alps, beautiful crystal clear water, houses that look like coocoo clocks.....it was heaven. We spent most of our time along the north shore of Lake Geneva in some of the small villages. I'd go back in a heartbeat. Top stop: Montreux.
4. Notre Dame. This one is applicable probably only to football fans, but if you've read my blog for any length of time, you know that I've got to include this. I've been to three games at the University of Notre Dame and I'm telling you, it is an experience like none other. The history, the tradition, the faith....it's amazing. Game day is seriously a spectacle all its own. From the Grotto to the steak sandwiches to the gold helmets running out of the dome, it's something that you will never understand until you see it in person. Top stop: Game day.
5. Rome. Here's the thing about Rome...it's a bit more "big city" than I usually like. But, there is just something about walking around ancient ruins and seeing things like the Coliseum or the Sistine Chapel that you've seen in books and on tv your whole life with your own eyes. Plus there are amazingly beautiful Piazzas that you just stumble upon when you turn a corner. In my mind, Rome is a must see, but maybe not somewhere I'd venture back to repeatedly. Oh, but the lasagna? For real.
6. Poland or Vienna (stick with me here). I realize that "Poland or Vienna" really doesn't narrow things down too much. But I think that depending on your personality, you'll like one over the other. Poland is beautiful, rural, and more quiet. If you are a Pope John Paul II fanatic (like me) and enjoy small towns (like me), I predict you'll love Poland. If, on the other hand, you are more into big cities and shopping and culture, you'll love Vienna. Top stops: Poland--Pope John Paul II Tour. Vienna--St. Stephens Cathedral (it will seriously take your breath away!)
I see that you have been in quite a few weddings, do you have a go to gift for the couple, the shower and/or the bachelorette?
I have been in quite a few weddings.....I'm actually quite close to having a double digit number of bridesmaid dresses hanging in my closet. I am not, however, a very good gift-giver. Do you go with the registry? Do you venture out? I never really know. But here is advice that several brides and BFF have told me. I tend to believe them: Give us money. It's true, people would rather have money or a gift card a lot of the times than the third set of mixing bowls. I use this example because more than once after his wedding, BFF called me screaming about all the mixing bowls in his house. Weddings are expensive. Honeymoons are expensive. Life is expensive. Yes, I know it's not etiquette and it's not personal, but I've never seen anyone complain about a little green in an envelope.
I was catching up on blogs and read the one about the green river. How much green dye does it take to turn a river green? And for that matter, how much orange dye does it take for the fountain at OSU on homecoming?
Excellent questions. I have no idea. I had never put together the fact that I love the orange fountain and the green river---apparently I like water being dyed! I never watched the dyeing of the fountain at OSU, was that open to the public? I did, however, watch the green river dying. There comes along a speed boat all the way down the river and a little guy in said speed boat dumps out a crap ton (technical term) of dye all down the river. Then he'll circle back and dump some more. It really was something to see!
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| OSU fountain dyed orange for homecoming - 2008 |
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| Boat dumping dye in Chicago - 2012 |
When do you plan to see College Roomie again? It's been toooo long already.
Amen. Too long indeed. I miss the days when I saw you every day in our happy little home on Duck Street in Stillwater, Oklahoma. Complete with boys doing homework in the Judge's chair, gas leaks, organized dishes, BFF sleeping on Snuggles, and burned popcorn. Okay.....well for sure I'll see you at Blonde Oklahoma Girl's wedding in August. I'll be in NM several times this summer to go to the lake, so perhaps you and McCain can tear yourselves away from your bookstore dates and come to the lake with The Boy from Texas and me?? I'll drive the boat safely and you can wear floaties.
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| College Roomie and I - Our little apartment - 2006 |
With all of the traveling you've done, which place would you visit again in a heartbeat? And which has been your favorite place to travel to?
Oh, sister, I could write for days on just one of these questions! I absolutely love to travel and have fallen in love with several places that I've been. I also really struggle with wanting to go back to the same places instead of finding new, equally awesome places. That said, I'm giving you a Top 5 list (It's actually kinda 7...) in no particular order.
1. San Francisco. It's no secret that I love this city. The energy, the breeze off the bay, the food, the Golden Gate....I'm in love. Plus I spent a life-changing summer there back in 2008, so it holds a special place in my heart. I've taken a ton of people there from my girlfriends to my cowboy hat wearing, rancher of a father and they have all LOVED it. It's a must. Oh, and last thing, if you're a runner....the SF Marathon lets you run across the Golden Gate Bridge and back and Bay to Breakers is the most fun race ever! Top stop: Alcatraz tour.
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| Girls Weekend - San Francisco - 2011 |
2. Costa Rica. If you're up for some crazy adventure, book your trip right this minute. I almost drown white water rafting (other than that scary part that day was awesome!), saw smoke spewing from a volcano, parasailed, soaked in a hot springs, ziplined and Tarzan swung through the jungle, swam under a waterfall.....seriously, it's an adrenaline junkie paradise down there. It's also beautiful, I felt totally safe (save the whole drowning incident), and it's quite reasonably priced! Oh, plus, after a few days analyzing our love lives in the sun both Blonde Oklahoma Girl and I ended up with boyfriends and dream jobs, so that's something to think about.... Top stop: White water rafting near La Fortuna.
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| That's us, white water rafting - Costa Rica - 2012 |
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| Cully, Switzerland - 2009 |
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| First ND Game - 2010 |
5. Rome. Here's the thing about Rome...it's a bit more "big city" than I usually like. But, there is just something about walking around ancient ruins and seeing things like the Coliseum or the Sistine Chapel that you've seen in books and on tv your whole life with your own eyes. Plus there are amazingly beautiful Piazzas that you just stumble upon when you turn a corner. In my mind, Rome is a must see, but maybe not somewhere I'd venture back to repeatedly. Oh, but the lasagna? For real.
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| Piazza del Popolo - Rome - 2009 |
6. Poland or Vienna (stick with me here). I realize that "Poland or Vienna" really doesn't narrow things down too much. But I think that depending on your personality, you'll like one over the other. Poland is beautiful, rural, and more quiet. If you are a Pope John Paul II fanatic (like me) and enjoy small towns (like me), I predict you'll love Poland. If, on the other hand, you are more into big cities and shopping and culture, you'll love Vienna. Top stops: Poland--Pope John Paul II Tour. Vienna--St. Stephens Cathedral (it will seriously take your breath away!)
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| St. Stephens Cathedral - Vienna - 2013 |
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
10 Photos, 3 Words
College Roomie gave me the idea to share 5 photographs and caption them with only 3 words each. Yea....you know I was going to cheat on this one. I did stick to the 3 words each, but I couldn't choose just 5 pictures. Instead, I had to choose 10 pictures and I limited the selection to my favorites from the last year. Here we go....
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| My Favorite Kid |
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| How Love Looks |
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| Bucket List Checkmark |
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| Big Birthday Win |
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| Makes Me Smile |
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| Dad's Dream Trip |
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| Probably Not Good |
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| Things Got Wild. |
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| Eastern Europe Crew |
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| She Fooled Me. |
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
A Few Days at Home
“Things don’t have to be extraordinary to be beautiful. Even the ordinary can be beautiful.” ~Wicker Park
This was the first time in a LONG time I had a weekend at home and nothing major to do. Plus, Thursday and Friday I was off for Spring Break. There were no bar exam flashcards to study, I was not spending the weekend flying back and forth to Amarillo, I was not rushing around trying to get to a presentation somewhere...I seriously didn't know what to do with myself! It was a pretty laid back few of days and I really enjoyed that.
On Thursday I ran a bunch of errands and then headed to the office. I was a speaker at a webinar for on agricultural leases. My friend Cari and I spoke to over 60 attorneys about farm leases, grazing leases, hunting leases, and pipeline easements. It was a lot of fun! I spent the rest of the afternoon getting materials together and working on a schedule for the ag law class that I will be teaching in the fall at the Texas A&M Law School. Seriously, professors put in a LOT of work to get a class together!
On Friday morning I took my pick up in to be serviced and then spent a couple more hours at the office catching up on stuff. There was an article about my ag law blog that generated a lot of phone calls, so that was pretty fun. Then my aunt and cousin were in town so I showed them all around Texas A&M and then we went out for yummy Italian food. This was only after I nearly had a nervous breakdown upon finding out that one of my favorite restaurants here in town had been closed down due to asbestos. I'm still in mourning over the loss of their rosemary chicken pasta.
On Saturday morning I got up and went for a run. Even though it was early and not that hot, it was super humid and I swear I wanted to quit .25 miles in (I made myself keep going, but it was miserable.) It's going to be a long 6 weeks getting ready for the half marathon!
Then I headed to Houston to go to a wedding shower for my cousin's fiance. I'm honestly not much of a shower fan---I think they are awkward---but this one did contain great decorations and my fun family, so I'll give it a thumbs up. And then there were seriously the most delicious cupcakes that I have ever tasted, courtesy to my Cousin Mim. Can't beat that!
After I got home from the shower, I took a little nap and then made a trip to Lowes where I spent entirely too much money on stuff for my garden and flower beds. After that, I spent 3 hours cleaning out my garage. Oh, and I also replaced all the burned out light bulbs in the house. I'm wild and crazy like that on Saturday night.
Sunday I got up early and worked in the yard--raking, pruning, cleaning out flower beds, planting. I seriously made myself sore from all of this! But it was a perfect way to spend a Sunday.
These few days were a good reminder that sometimes it's good to just stay put, relax, and stop to smell (and plant!) the roses. Of course, it's a good thing I got this reminder now because I am going to be out of town 17 of the next 30 days. We'll see if my poor plants make it through!
This was the first time in a LONG time I had a weekend at home and nothing major to do. Plus, Thursday and Friday I was off for Spring Break. There were no bar exam flashcards to study, I was not spending the weekend flying back and forth to Amarillo, I was not rushing around trying to get to a presentation somewhere...I seriously didn't know what to do with myself! It was a pretty laid back few of days and I really enjoyed that.
On Thursday I ran a bunch of errands and then headed to the office. I was a speaker at a webinar for on agricultural leases. My friend Cari and I spoke to over 60 attorneys about farm leases, grazing leases, hunting leases, and pipeline easements. It was a lot of fun! I spent the rest of the afternoon getting materials together and working on a schedule for the ag law class that I will be teaching in the fall at the Texas A&M Law School. Seriously, professors put in a LOT of work to get a class together!
On Friday morning I took my pick up in to be serviced and then spent a couple more hours at the office catching up on stuff. There was an article about my ag law blog that generated a lot of phone calls, so that was pretty fun. Then my aunt and cousin were in town so I showed them all around Texas A&M and then we went out for yummy Italian food. This was only after I nearly had a nervous breakdown upon finding out that one of my favorite restaurants here in town had been closed down due to asbestos. I'm still in mourning over the loss of their rosemary chicken pasta.
On Saturday morning I got up and went for a run. Even though it was early and not that hot, it was super humid and I swear I wanted to quit .25 miles in (I made myself keep going, but it was miserable.) It's going to be a long 6 weeks getting ready for the half marathon!
Then I headed to Houston to go to a wedding shower for my cousin's fiance. I'm honestly not much of a shower fan---I think they are awkward---but this one did contain great decorations and my fun family, so I'll give it a thumbs up. And then there were seriously the most delicious cupcakes that I have ever tasted, courtesy to my Cousin Mim. Can't beat that!
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| Me and my "little" cousins |
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| Our family with the bride |
Sunday I got up early and worked in the yard--raking, pruning, cleaning out flower beds, planting. I seriously made myself sore from all of this! But it was a perfect way to spend a Sunday.
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| Front bed: Hydrangias, Lavendar, Ivy (and random shrub already there) |
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| Back bed: Yellow Rose Bush, Dahlia, and Pink Jasmine. |
These few days were a good reminder that sometimes it's good to just stay put, relax, and stop to smell (and plant!) the roses. Of course, it's a good thing I got this reminder now because I am going to be out of town 17 of the next 30 days. We'll see if my poor plants make it through!
Monday, March 17, 2014
Want Blogs? Ask Questions!
I'm running a bit low on blog ideas right now, so if you guys want blogs later this week, you probably better comment below with some Q's for the Q&A post I'm intending to do on Thursday or Friday.
No pressure here, but I'm counting on you....
No pressure here, but I'm counting on you....
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| My answers will be good---look how funny I am! |
Erin Go Braugh!
"May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow, and may trouble avoid you wherever you go." ~Irish Blessing
A couple of years ago, I spent St. Patrick's Day in Chicago with ND Friend and Tiny Dancer. There was green beer and a green river and a parade and tons (literally) of corn beef and cabbage and Irish bands playing and a race on Sunday......it was the best. If you've got a bucket list, you go right this minute and add St. Patrick's Day in Chicago to it! It's unlike anything you've ever seen.
In honor of that awesome experience, here are a few pictures. Erin Go Braugh (Ireland Forever!)
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you all!
A couple of years ago, I spent St. Patrick's Day in Chicago with ND Friend and Tiny Dancer. There was green beer and a green river and a parade and tons (literally) of corn beef and cabbage and Irish bands playing and a race on Sunday......it was the best. If you've got a bucket list, you go right this minute and add St. Patrick's Day in Chicago to it! It's unlike anything you've ever seen.
In honor of that awesome experience, here are a few pictures. Erin Go Braugh (Ireland Forever!)
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you all!
Friday, March 14, 2014
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Facebook Status Updates that Might Have Been
As you know, I gave up Facebook for Lent. Had I not done that, here are a few Facebook status updates that I might have posed over the past week.
In 24 hours I have clogged my garbage disposal, broken my dishwasher, and seriously burned my finger. Perhaps it was not the bar exam and the sad truth is, it's me.
I was being super productive today until I happened to flip through the tv channels and saw A Few Good Men. YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!
Baked pumpkin muffins today. Here are some ideas about why I have problems in the kitchen. Whole wheat flour used had a "best by" date of 2012. I didn't have any cloves or ginger. Used extra nutmeg. Got the amount of brown sugar for the muffins (1 1/4 C) mixed up with the amount for the topping (1/2 C). Made the executive decision that 3 tbs of butter seemed like a lot for the topping. Cut that in half. Somehow, still turned out okay.
One year ago, I was on my first date with my favorite guy. Today, I am scrubbing the toilet. What a difference a year makes....
Ran two miles and almost died. Just 11.1 more to go before I'm ready for the OKC Half Marathon in 7 weeks.....Shoot me now.
Yes, Mr. Dishwasher Repair Man, I did just pay you $60 to come yank a dishrag out of my garbage disposal thereby fixing my sink. Mock away.
In 24 hours I have clogged my garbage disposal, broken my dishwasher, and seriously burned my finger. Perhaps it was not the bar exam and the sad truth is, it's me.
I was being super productive today until I happened to flip through the tv channels and saw A Few Good Men. YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!
Baked pumpkin muffins today. Here are some ideas about why I have problems in the kitchen. Whole wheat flour used had a "best by" date of 2012. I didn't have any cloves or ginger. Used extra nutmeg. Got the amount of brown sugar for the muffins (1 1/4 C) mixed up with the amount for the topping (1/2 C). Made the executive decision that 3 tbs of butter seemed like a lot for the topping. Cut that in half. Somehow, still turned out okay.
One year ago, I was on my first date with my favorite guy. Today, I am scrubbing the toilet. What a difference a year makes....
Ran two miles and almost died. Just 11.1 more to go before I'm ready for the OKC Half Marathon in 7 weeks.....Shoot me now.
Yes, Mr. Dishwasher Repair Man, I did just pay you $60 to come yank a dishrag out of my garbage disposal thereby fixing my sink. Mock away.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Girl Between the Lines: Lesson Learned
“Don’t spend your time on and give your heart to any guy who makes you wonder about anythingrelated to his feelings for you.” ~Greg Behrendt, He's Just Not That Into You
This week's prompt for Girls Between the Lines is a doozy: Tell us a lesson you wish you had learned sooner in life. Looking back, what do you see now you wished someone had told you before?
Where do I even start?
I decided I should make a list to try and choose a topic to write about...
What real friends look like and how to find them.
No one should wear a t-shirt every day of junior high and high school.
That you have to stand up for yourself and fight for what you deserve.
How to put out an oven fire before calling the fire department.
That it really does not matter what other people think.
Bridges ice over before roadway (I know signs say this but I clearly didn't get it...)
But in the end, I decided to go with a lesson that I have only recently learned, courtesy of The Boy from Texas. It's one that I really do believe is true and is important for girls to hear.
If a boy likes you, he will make that clear and you will not have to question it.
I cannot even begin to tell you how many hours of my life I wasted over the past 30 years wondering if a boy liked me. It happened in high school. "Well if he didn't like you, why did he do xyz? Guys just don't do that!" College Roomie and I probably walked 1,000 miles analyzing this in college. "Well he was really flirty with you last night at the Penny...." It continued on into adulthood. "Well if you're talking that much, he has to be into you!" It seriously was a never-ending cycle that left me hopelessly confused (and single....awesome combo.)
Then along came the Boy from Texas. He was up front right from the beginning. He told me he did not play games (which I was honestly pretty sure was a game...turned out it wasn't.) He has always been straight forward about how he felt and what he wanted and where this was going. I have never once wondered how he felt about me. It was refreshing. And honestly a little bit confusing! Is this how things are supposed to be? How did no one tell me this before?
Well, girls, I'm here to tell it to you today. I'm not saying it will all be roses and puppies and unicorns. There will be hard decisions to be made, he will yell at you and make you cry when you catch your oven on fire and hang up on him during that traumatic event, you will have bad days, you will argue, you will not understand his shopping habits.....but through it all, you won't have to question how he feels about you.
If he likes you, he'll make that clear and you won't have to question it. Learn it now. Save your time and your thoughts and your tears.
This week's prompt for Girls Between the Lines is a doozy: Tell us a lesson you wish you had learned sooner in life. Looking back, what do you see now you wished someone had told you before?
Where do I even start?
I decided I should make a list to try and choose a topic to write about...
What real friends look like and how to find them.
No one should wear a t-shirt every day of junior high and high school.
That you have to stand up for yourself and fight for what you deserve.
How to put out an oven fire before calling the fire department.
That it really does not matter what other people think.
Bridges ice over before roadway (I know signs say this but I clearly didn't get it...)
But in the end, I decided to go with a lesson that I have only recently learned, courtesy of The Boy from Texas. It's one that I really do believe is true and is important for girls to hear.
If a boy likes you, he will make that clear and you will not have to question it.
I cannot even begin to tell you how many hours of my life I wasted over the past 30 years wondering if a boy liked me. It happened in high school. "Well if he didn't like you, why did he do xyz? Guys just don't do that!" College Roomie and I probably walked 1,000 miles analyzing this in college. "Well he was really flirty with you last night at the Penny...." It continued on into adulthood. "Well if you're talking that much, he has to be into you!" It seriously was a never-ending cycle that left me hopelessly confused (and single....awesome combo.)
Then along came the Boy from Texas. He was up front right from the beginning. He told me he did not play games (which I was honestly pretty sure was a game...turned out it wasn't.) He has always been straight forward about how he felt and what he wanted and where this was going. I have never once wondered how he felt about me. It was refreshing. And honestly a little bit confusing! Is this how things are supposed to be? How did no one tell me this before?
Well, girls, I'm here to tell it to you today. I'm not saying it will all be roses and puppies and unicorns. There will be hard decisions to be made, he will yell at you and make you cry when you catch your oven on fire and hang up on him during that traumatic event, you will have bad days, you will argue, you will not understand his shopping habits.....but through it all, you won't have to question how he feels about you.
If he likes you, he'll make that clear and you won't have to question it. Learn it now. Save your time and your thoughts and your tears.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
The Itch
I'm starting to feel it. It usually start slowly and then before I know it, it takes over. It's the itch. The itch to just GO. Pack up a suitcase and a passport and see something new.
Although no international travel is currently on my radar, I've got some fun domestic trips headed my way.
In June I will make my very first trip to Boston! I am super excited about this and have my fingers crossed that I can squeeze in a game at Fenway (bucket list!) while I'm there! This summer I'll also be checking Minnesota and Pennsylvania off my list thanks to presentations I'll be giving in Minneapolis and at Penn State.
I've also got a few "repeat" places on tap. In less than a month I'm headed to Indy where I will give a presentation and see my Hometown Friend. In July I'll be off to Chicago to see ND Friend marry Tiny Dancer in what is sure to be the coolest wedding ever. In November, I'll head to DC for another conference and while there I plan to meet up with my blogger friend Katy, my old buddy King of Capitol Hill, and I swear if it kills me I am going to see the Holocaust Museum (I've been to DC like 5 times and never made it there!)
And I've got a few NM/TX/OK destinations as well. Frequent trips to see a cute boy who lives 9 hours away will keep happening. Blonde Oklahoma Girl will be having a bachelorette party at a lake and a beautiful wedding in a barn that will take me to Oklahoma City. I'll head to NM to hang out with Aunt and Uncle Evil Kineval at their new lake house and to see my sweet friend Baby Hepburn graduate from high school. I'm hoping to convince The Boy from Texas that we need to spend a weekend in Fredricksburg...that place looks fun! And because I'll be teaching a class at the Texas A&M University Law School in Ft. Worth next semester, I'm foreseeing some fun in Cow Town in my future! Oh, and then throw in an awesome family reunion with my dad's side of things...no date is set, but it has been said, "The kegerator will be in attendance." That's how we roll.
What trips are on YOUR agenda for the remainder of 2014?? I'm always hunting new ideas!
Although no international travel is currently on my radar, I've got some fun domestic trips headed my way.
In June I will make my very first trip to Boston! I am super excited about this and have my fingers crossed that I can squeeze in a game at Fenway (bucket list!) while I'm there! This summer I'll also be checking Minnesota and Pennsylvania off my list thanks to presentations I'll be giving in Minneapolis and at Penn State.
I've also got a few "repeat" places on tap. In less than a month I'm headed to Indy where I will give a presentation and see my Hometown Friend. In July I'll be off to Chicago to see ND Friend marry Tiny Dancer in what is sure to be the coolest wedding ever. In November, I'll head to DC for another conference and while there I plan to meet up with my blogger friend Katy, my old buddy King of Capitol Hill, and I swear if it kills me I am going to see the Holocaust Museum (I've been to DC like 5 times and never made it there!)
And I've got a few NM/TX/OK destinations as well. Frequent trips to see a cute boy who lives 9 hours away will keep happening. Blonde Oklahoma Girl will be having a bachelorette party at a lake and a beautiful wedding in a barn that will take me to Oklahoma City. I'll head to NM to hang out with Aunt and Uncle Evil Kineval at their new lake house and to see my sweet friend Baby Hepburn graduate from high school. I'm hoping to convince The Boy from Texas that we need to spend a weekend in Fredricksburg...that place looks fun! And because I'll be teaching a class at the Texas A&M University Law School in Ft. Worth next semester, I'm foreseeing some fun in Cow Town in my future! Oh, and then throw in an awesome family reunion with my dad's side of things...no date is set, but it has been said, "The kegerator will be in attendance." That's how we roll.
What trips are on YOUR agenda for the remainder of 2014?? I'm always hunting new ideas!
Monday, March 10, 2014
Just Because It's Not Happening Here...
"The most profound statement yet made about Auschwitz was not a statement at all, but a response. The query: 'At Auschwitz, tell me, where was God?' And the answer: 'Where was man?'” ~Sophie's Choice
I must admit that my initial reaction to any sort of foreign controversy is that we should stay out of it. That it's not our business, that our soldiers should not be put in harms way when it is not necessary to protect our country.
But then, I went to Poland. I walked on the ground where bodies lay in piles. Through buildings where people were imprisoned, beaten and starved. Into a gas chamber where thousands were murdered. Seeing Auschwitz in person changed my life. My perception is not--cannot--be the same after that experience.
And while I am certainly not saying that I believe that the US should rush into the middle of the ongoing foreign conflicts in places like Syria or Ukraine, I am saying that we must be aware of what is happening there. Innocent people's lives are being ruined--and worse, taken--for no reason. We cannot pretend that they do not exist. We cannot ignore the horrors that are occurring. We cannot turn a blind eye.
Because if we do, the nightmares of Auschwitz may become a reality yet again. So while I am not sure what the right thing for our military to do is, I am certain that there is one thing we can all do. Pray.
Pray for peace.
I must admit that my initial reaction to any sort of foreign controversy is that we should stay out of it. That it's not our business, that our soldiers should not be put in harms way when it is not necessary to protect our country.
But then, I went to Poland. I walked on the ground where bodies lay in piles. Through buildings where people were imprisoned, beaten and starved. Into a gas chamber where thousands were murdered. Seeing Auschwitz in person changed my life. My perception is not--cannot--be the same after that experience.
And while I am certainly not saying that I believe that the US should rush into the middle of the ongoing foreign conflicts in places like Syria or Ukraine, I am saying that we must be aware of what is happening there. Innocent people's lives are being ruined--and worse, taken--for no reason. We cannot pretend that they do not exist. We cannot ignore the horrors that are occurring. We cannot turn a blind eye.
Because if we do, the nightmares of Auschwitz may become a reality yet again. So while I am not sure what the right thing for our military to do is, I am certain that there is one thing we can all do. Pray.
Pray for peace.
Friday, March 7, 2014
He Said, She Said.....Our First Date
Sunday is the official one year anniversary for me and The Boy from Texas. To commemorate the event (and share the hilarious story of that situation....), we're doing a He Said/She Said version of the story. I had to sweet talk him to get him on board, but I used my lawyer skills of persuasion and got it done. Okay, maybe it was more of a bribe using a promise of baking him a pie. Whatever works.
Enjoy.
{I had no intention of including Valentine's Day on this blog, because it was another month until we actually went on our first date.}
He Said: You have to include Valentine's Day. This all leads up to it. These are historical events, you can't leave parts out. {Okay then...} I tried to send you flowers on Valentine's Day. I called like 10 places, but no one could deliver that day. So I had to fess up and tell you the plan that had failed. I sent them a few days later. That way it would throw you off. I couldn't just send them the next day. That was too obvious.
She Said: I didn't really expect anything for Valentine's Day, we hadn't even gone on a date yet. But about 1:00 that afternoon, I got a text with a really pretty picture of a flower arrangement with orange roses that said, "I really tired to get this delivered to you today, but failed. This will have to do." I was impressed, even at the failure.
She Said: I was driving to my parents' for the weekend with plans to go to a basketball game on Friday night, take reasons at an FFA contest on Saturday, and go to the National Rifle Association Banquet with my parents on Saturday night. He called and asked if I could come to Amarillo so he could take me to dinner. I said that I already had plans and told him my agenda. He said, "Can you get me a ticket to this banquet?" I said, "Um....it will be me, my parents, and every gun toting redneck in the county there. You don't want to come." He said, "I don't care what it is. I just want to see you. Get me a ticket." Well, okay then.
He Said: I don't really remember the conversation because I was kinda nervous. You kept saying you had all these plans. I remember you said you were taking horse reasons, and I told you that I had judged horses in high school too. You didn't get the hint. You just kept making excuses for me not to come.
{Because Mrs. Arizona is sure to ask, a horse judging contest is an FFA competition where there are four horses in a "class" and the students rank them first place through fourth place from best to worst. Then you give reasons that explain why you ranked them how you did to adults like me.}
He Said: We were not really meeting up until the NRA Banquet that night, but I headed over early. I got there and you weren't answering your phone. I kept trying to call so I could find you. You kept texting me and saying you were almost done. I finally found you. I almost didn't recognize you because your hair was in braids. After that, we sat in my pick up and judged horses from there. Then we went into the barn and took a set of halter reasons.
She Said: Okay, I kinda freaked out that he showed up early. He wasn't supposed to be there until that night, I was busy, I was also nervous, so I may have not answered his calls on purpose. I know, I know. Sorry. It all worked out fine. Turned out he knew something about judging horses (major bonus points) and he held the score cards for me while we were taking reasons.
He Said: After the contest we went to your parents house. I met your mom and dad. First thing your mom said was "you're not as wild as Sweet Talker are you?" I said no, no I'm not. {Sweet Talker is the mutual friend who introduced me and TBFT. We've been friends for years and my parents know him well.}
She Said: We got done with the horse contest and after all day outside in the wind, I was literally covered in dirt. Like it was caked on my face. So I told him I was going to run home and get ready for the banquet. He said he'd come too. Not going to lie. First thought? "Holy crap, my parents are there, is this guy crazy?" But he would be meeting them later in the night anyway, and it's not like there is a mecca of activity going on in my hometown, so what else was he going to do?
I remember my mom's comment, she thought she was really funny and laughed at herself. I remember TBFT and my dad talking about oil and gas stuff (they both work in the industry) and being happy he could carry on a conversation with my dad.
He Said: When we walked in the room, there was a ton of people. Of course, the first people I see are relatives of my ex-girlfriend. But it was fine, we said hi. Your mom was kinda quiet. Your dad was running around like crazy bidding on guns. We got tickets and were trying to win you a pink pistol that you really wanted.
When it got time for dinner we sat down at a table. Turns out it was you and me, your parents, your Dad's high school prom date's son and husband and a guy who your dad went to high school with who said your dad can fight really good. At this point, I didn't think it was awkward, I just wondered what the heck else could happen on this date.
She Said: There are really are two main things I remember.
The first was with the aforementioned ex-girlfriend's cousin and his wife (who I also know). The wife figured out right away TBFT and I were there together. The husband, on the other hand, saw TBFT walk in with my family and said, "What are you doing here, buying lambs from her dad?" Well....not exactly.
The second is obviously dinner at the table. TBFT's assessment pretty much sums up who was sitting at the table. Gotta love small town America. My dad did announce that he had taken the other guy's wife to the prom. That wasn't awkward. And the guy didn't just say that my dad could fight really good. He said it like 57 times. "Your dad, he was a really good fighter, I mean really good." Given the fact that this guy had been in PRISON, I leaned over to my father and said, "What the heck did you do, shank people on the playground?!?" He said, "I don't know what he's talking about" and kinda giggled. Yea, right.
This whole time, I'm relatively sure this will be both the first and last date because after all this, TBFT had to run for the hills, so we might as well just enjoy it while it lasted.
He Said: I stayed at a hotel that night and met up with you the next morning for breakfast at Kix. We ran across the Hepburns and I met them. I really couldn't even eat or get a word in edgewise with Mrs. Hepburn's questions. I remember Baby Hepburn came and sat in the booth with us. I ate breakfast and headed home.
She Said: The Hepburns are like family to me, so it was fitting that he meet them along with the parents on the first date weekend, right? Mrs. Hepburn was so excited. SO excited. She really did talk about a million miles an hour. After TBFT left, I went back inside to chat with them. She said, "You two just look so cute together, you fit, like he could be your cousin." Yea. That wasn't traumatic. {She later explained she just meant we were comfortable with each other, he would fit in with my family, he was my kind of person, etc.}
She Said: I was honestly shocked (but obviously really excited) that he texted me so quickly and that there would be a second date. I mean, for real, if a guy can survive horse reasons, meeting the parents, an NRA banquet, learning that my father is some kind of secret fighting ninja, the ex-girlfriend's family, and Mrs. Hepburn calling him my cousin, he might just be a keeper...
Enjoy.
Valentine's Day
{I had no intention of including Valentine's Day on this blog, because it was another month until we actually went on our first date.}
He Said: You have to include Valentine's Day. This all leads up to it. These are historical events, you can't leave parts out. {Okay then...} I tried to send you flowers on Valentine's Day. I called like 10 places, but no one could deliver that day. So I had to fess up and tell you the plan that had failed. I sent them a few days later. That way it would throw you off. I couldn't just send them the next day. That was too obvious.
She Said: I didn't really expect anything for Valentine's Day, we hadn't even gone on a date yet. But about 1:00 that afternoon, I got a text with a really pretty picture of a flower arrangement with orange roses that said, "I really tired to get this delivered to you today, but failed. This will have to do." I was impressed, even at the failure.
Asking me out
{To set the stage here, we lived about 5 hours apart and my parents' house was in the middle.}She Said: I was driving to my parents' for the weekend with plans to go to a basketball game on Friday night, take reasons at an FFA contest on Saturday, and go to the National Rifle Association Banquet with my parents on Saturday night. He called and asked if I could come to Amarillo so he could take me to dinner. I said that I already had plans and told him my agenda. He said, "Can you get me a ticket to this banquet?" I said, "Um....it will be me, my parents, and every gun toting redneck in the county there. You don't want to come." He said, "I don't care what it is. I just want to see you. Get me a ticket." Well, okay then.
He Said: I don't really remember the conversation because I was kinda nervous. You kept saying you had all these plans. I remember you said you were taking horse reasons, and I told you that I had judged horses in high school too. You didn't get the hint. You just kept making excuses for me not to come.
Horse Contest
{Because Mrs. Arizona is sure to ask, a horse judging contest is an FFA competition where there are four horses in a "class" and the students rank them first place through fourth place from best to worst. Then you give reasons that explain why you ranked them how you did to adults like me.}
He Said: We were not really meeting up until the NRA Banquet that night, but I headed over early. I got there and you weren't answering your phone. I kept trying to call so I could find you. You kept texting me and saying you were almost done. I finally found you. I almost didn't recognize you because your hair was in braids. After that, we sat in my pick up and judged horses from there. Then we went into the barn and took a set of halter reasons.
She Said: Okay, I kinda freaked out that he showed up early. He wasn't supposed to be there until that night, I was busy, I was also nervous, so I may have not answered his calls on purpose. I know, I know. Sorry. It all worked out fine. Turned out he knew something about judging horses (major bonus points) and he held the score cards for me while we were taking reasons.
Parents House
He Said: After the contest we went to your parents house. I met your mom and dad. First thing your mom said was "you're not as wild as Sweet Talker are you?" I said no, no I'm not. {Sweet Talker is the mutual friend who introduced me and TBFT. We've been friends for years and my parents know him well.}
She Said: We got done with the horse contest and after all day outside in the wind, I was literally covered in dirt. Like it was caked on my face. So I told him I was going to run home and get ready for the banquet. He said he'd come too. Not going to lie. First thought? "Holy crap, my parents are there, is this guy crazy?" But he would be meeting them later in the night anyway, and it's not like there is a mecca of activity going on in my hometown, so what else was he going to do?
I remember my mom's comment, she thought she was really funny and laughed at herself. I remember TBFT and my dad talking about oil and gas stuff (they both work in the industry) and being happy he could carry on a conversation with my dad.
NRA Banquet
He Said: When we walked in the room, there was a ton of people. Of course, the first people I see are relatives of my ex-girlfriend. But it was fine, we said hi. Your mom was kinda quiet. Your dad was running around like crazy bidding on guns. We got tickets and were trying to win you a pink pistol that you really wanted.
When it got time for dinner we sat down at a table. Turns out it was you and me, your parents, your Dad's high school prom date's son and husband and a guy who your dad went to high school with who said your dad can fight really good. At this point, I didn't think it was awkward, I just wondered what the heck else could happen on this date.
She Said: There are really are two main things I remember.
The first was with the aforementioned ex-girlfriend's cousin and his wife (who I also know). The wife figured out right away TBFT and I were there together. The husband, on the other hand, saw TBFT walk in with my family and said, "What are you doing here, buying lambs from her dad?" Well....not exactly.
The second is obviously dinner at the table. TBFT's assessment pretty much sums up who was sitting at the table. Gotta love small town America. My dad did announce that he had taken the other guy's wife to the prom. That wasn't awkward. And the guy didn't just say that my dad could fight really good. He said it like 57 times. "Your dad, he was a really good fighter, I mean really good." Given the fact that this guy had been in PRISON, I leaned over to my father and said, "What the heck did you do, shank people on the playground?!?" He said, "I don't know what he's talking about" and kinda giggled. Yea, right.
This whole time, I'm relatively sure this will be both the first and last date because after all this, TBFT had to run for the hills, so we might as well just enjoy it while it lasted.
Breakfast
He Said: I stayed at a hotel that night and met up with you the next morning for breakfast at Kix. We ran across the Hepburns and I met them. I really couldn't even eat or get a word in edgewise with Mrs. Hepburn's questions. I remember Baby Hepburn came and sat in the booth with us. I ate breakfast and headed home.
She Said: The Hepburns are like family to me, so it was fitting that he meet them along with the parents on the first date weekend, right? Mrs. Hepburn was so excited. SO excited. She really did talk about a million miles an hour. After TBFT left, I went back inside to chat with them. She said, "You two just look so cute together, you fit, like he could be your cousin." Yea. That wasn't traumatic. {She later explained she just meant we were comfortable with each other, he would fit in with my family, he was my kind of person, etc.}
The Aftermath
He Said: I'm pretty sure I texted you to tell you that I had a great time and ask you out again before I left town.She Said: I was honestly shocked (but obviously really excited) that he texted me so quickly and that there would be a second date. I mean, for real, if a guy can survive horse reasons, meeting the parents, an NRA banquet, learning that my father is some kind of secret fighting ninja, the ex-girlfriend's family, and Mrs. Hepburn calling him my cousin, he might just be a keeper...
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