Tags: Fall, Family, Photos
Last week (yes, I said last week, I know I am behind-no judgement) was one of the best weeks. I had a few days off from the grind and that just happened to coincide with my Aunt Cora being in town! I am convinced that she and I are in many ways the same person. It is kind of like being a twin, but not. It is kind of scary. We spent one whole day just loving on my new nephew, talking, laughing, crying, and laughing more. It was fantastic. It is like we are in many ways living parallel lives. We married basically the same man, have the same dreams, feel the same on issues, religion, family. It is in many ways like talking to a mirror.
The next day we headed out for sushi, nature, photography, and shopping. Perfection. Thanks Aunt Cora. I LOVE YOU!
One of my favorite places in Nashville.
Pausing for a pic on a beautiful Fall drive.
The big boy loves to sleep!
Tags: Baby Nephew, Family, pics
My new little baby nephew was born on Wednesday. I can’t even begin to tell you how perfect and beautiful he is. I think he has to be the most wonderful thing ever. When I held him for the first time all I could think was something this perfect could have only come from Heaven. Being an aunt is already the coolest thing ever. We love him so much already and can’t wait to see what life has in store for him! Thank you all for all the prayers and the thoughts!
Tags: Entertainment, Family, Hubby, The Dark Night
Or the one where Hubby grounds me from the computer and blogging forever. Or because you all love Hubby stories (even though he doesn’t!)
I mentioned last week that Sunday after church we hung out at the theater, (yes, we go to church in a movie theater, how cool is that?!) to watch TDK. We were meeting Rosy and B-Man shortly after so we snuck in a lunchbox and some sandwiches so we wouldn’t starve to death by the end of the movie.
I ate when the movie began, but Hubby kept insisting that he would wait. I thought this was odd. I knew he was hungry because I was famished! I finished my drink and since he literally had not touched his I decided to take his.
Hubby: “That’s my drink. I am saving it for the ride home.”
I guess I should interject here that we are on a strict budget these days and apparently he did not want to splurge for another drink.
Me: “But I am thirsty, mine is long gone, and you haven’t touched yours. Why don’t you eat your lunch?”
Hubby: “I don’t want to talk about it.”
This is our code for “seriously, drop it” in our relationship. By this time the movie is well past half over. I let it go. Not my problem. But, I am thirsty!
Thirty minutes later I get frustrated.
Me: “If you aren’t going to drink it, I want it. It is just going to waste.”
Hubby: “No. I can’t drink it now. I have to (in an even more hushed voice) go.”
Me: “So go. What is the big deal. Just get up.”
Hubby: “No, I will have to step over at least five people and it is dark and I don’t want to.”
Have I ever mentioned that sometimes Hubby’s stuborness parallels that of five year old?
Me: “Suit yourself.”
Fifteen minutes later he is, shall we say, uncomfortable!
Hubby: “How long is this movie?”
He did not like my answer. Panic came over his face.
I laugh. I can’t help it. It is about the only thing keeping me from having a psychotic break watching that movie. I tell Rosy because she thinks I have lost my mind in a fit of giggles. We both laugh at him. I am sure the people around us thought we really did have some kind of joker-induced psychosis.
He quickly gives in and crawls over about five people to make his way out of the theater. This is a token shy guy. He doesn’t even want to bother people at the movie theater even at the expense of his own personal comfort.
But I love him anyway.
You can’t tell him I told you this story, Ok? Great, just between us!
Tags: Birthday, Family
Happy Birthday to literally the best Mom in the world!
I love you so much and am so thankful everyday that I was allowed to be your daughter.
You are an the glue that holds us together, the wheels that keep us moving, and the base on which we stand. Without you we would all be lost.
Love you so much,
Tipp, Favorite Son-In-Law (who might as well be your natural born), Lily and Ellie
Tags: Family, Memorial Day
Or alternatively titled, “The One Where Ellie Saves The Day.”
Woke up this morning and Hubby rolled over and said, “Let’s go canoeing.”
It was the first real opportunity to go without the water being freezing cold, so we went. We loaded up Lily to go to Papa and Nana’s house to stay, because we learned the last time we took her canoeing that she is, “not that kind of girl.” She about had a panic attack when we put her in the boat. Everything about her demeanor screamed, “I have no idea why I am in a floating death-trap!” Ellie, on the other hand, loved every minute of it and took every opportunity to jump out of the boat and swim laps around us.
So, Lily went to P & N’s (code name for my parents because when we say “Papa and Nana” they go running for the car like there is no tomorrow and demand a trip across the hill to their house to run in the woods) and Ellie to the river with us. Three bottles of vitamin water, two Subway sandwich meals, and a bottle of SPF 50, yes, 50 (we are whiteys), and we were on our way.
Busy day at the local canoe place, obviously it was a Holiday weekend. We waited about forty-five minutes and we were off. We always drive to the put-in site so we don’t have to wait for the shuttle. Ellie knew exactly where she was going and she jumped right in the boat like she was Davey Crockett’s dog. We cast off of the shore and we were on our way. The couple next to us also brought their dog and she proceeded to swim half way down the course. Ellie preferred to sit in front of me with her paws on the bow pretending like she was steering. I can’t blame her for not wanting to swim, the water was cold! I braved it down one swimming stretch just to prove to Ellie that I could swim too. She ran along the bank nervously watching me. I am pretty sure she thought I was going to drown and she would be forced to rescue me. It is no joke that I call her “my faithful one.” She won’t let me out of her sight most days and she takes my safety very seriously.
So much so that I think she is more concerned with my well-being more than Hubby and here is why. About half-way down the river we were floating along enjoying the scenery and I had kicked back and put my legs up on the sides to sun, when I saw it.
The HUGEST water moccasin I have ever seen. Now, I have seen my share of them. Heck, we live right by the river and we see them every time we go down and get in the boat. It is not uncommon to see them “jumping” from tree to tree as you float down river, but today we saw the mother of all snakes, in the water, coming right for us.
This thing’s head was so far out of the water that it could have taken a bite out of my foot if it wanted. It literally came out of nowhere. All of a sudden it was right at the front of the boat staring at me. My first instinct was to scream. For a split second I really thought it was going to jump in the boat and get us (or should I say git, we do, after all, live in the country).
As soon as I saw it coming for me all I could get out was, “Snake!”
I grabbed Ellie by the nape of the neck and yielded my paddle in case it lunged at her or me. She proceeded to jump in front of me and place herself between me and the snake. Honorable. I love this dog. She was protecting me. No way was a mean snake gonna get me with Ellie in the boat.
“What? Where?” said Hubby in his very unconcerned voice. After all, we see them all the time.
And then he saw it.
And he screamed, like a girl. Like a four year old little girl.
He not only screamed like a girl, he jumped out of his seat and lunged as far to the back of the boat as he could get and left his two women to fend for themselves. Here I was ready to take on this monstrous water mocassin with a canoe paddle and he was literally about to jump ship.
What. the. heck??!
“I’m sorry” he said over and over, “but it was looking right at us.”
“Really, really, was it now?! Who do you think it would have gotten first? Oh yeah, that would have been me. And where would you have been? Swimming away to safety! I hope you are proud of yourself, you manly man you!”
I laughed so hard and I made so much fun of him the rest of the trip. I will continue to do so for a very long time. As we floated down the river and talked to the other boaters of course I said, “Hey, did you hear my Hubby scream like a girl?”
“It was a very manly scream” he kept insisting.
No. It. Wasn’t.
And that is why I love him. He can scream, like a girl, and still insist he is manly.
Tags: Family, Religion, Steven Curtis Chapman
My heart is so sad right now. Never is it easy to hear about the death of a child, but this one strikes close. It is so hard to understand.
Steven Curtis Chapman’s daughter Maria died yesterday afternoon after an accident at their family home. Living here in Nashville, we have grown to love Steven Curtis even more. Mine and Hubby’s song is by him. He is an amazing contributor to so many good causes. We love going to his shows. He founded Shaohannah’s Hope, an adoption agency which specializes in placing orphans from all over the world. He and his family had adopted three girls from China, Maria being one of them.
I was in Franklin yesterday, near where the family lives around five o’clock. I saw the fire engines and the ambulances rushing South toward his home. As with every time I see something like that, I make a point to stop, pray, and ask that God’s will be done in the situation. At that time of course I had no idea what the emergency was. There is no explanation sometimes as to God’s will and to why He gives and why He takes away. I cannot imagine the pain of losing a child. Please say prayer for the Chapman family.
Photo from www.stevencurtischapman.com
A few months ago my phone kept ringing and ringing and ringing.
Hubby and I had already gone to bed and the phone was all the way downstairs so I just ignored it, that was until literally the sixth or seventh time it rang.
In fear that something was wrong, I got up and went downstairs to retrieve the call. No messages. Seven missed calls. All from my brother.
Bro: “I just came by your house. Where are you?”
Me: “We are in bed, Hubby has been working tons of overtime. Is something wrong?”
(All in my head I am thinking something better be wrong, you are making me very nervous.)
Me: “Did you ring the doorbell? I didn’t hear anything!”
Bro: “Your going to be an aunt.”
Me: “What!?” Smiles. Wakes Hubby who smiles through his sleepy eyes. So very excited. They had just found out. They drove almost an hour to tell the whole family and no one was available.
He did not by the way ring the doorbell. The whole house was dark so he thought we weren’t home.
And that is how is began. Now many months later my brother calls me this morning to tell me that
Apparently, according to Bro, there was, “no doubt about it.” It seems that they could see even before the tech pointed “it” out.
Now I can start buying all of the cutie patootie little boy clothes that I have been eyeing for quite sometime now! I am not only going to be an aunt, but a godmother as well. So excited. Tons of baby pictures on the way!
I have to go now so I can go buy this:
And most definitely these:
Loves. Now off to shop!
Go see the newest edition to my family!
Seriously, I am in love!
Tags: Family, Photos
Yesterday was beautiful so we spent the afternoon down by the river.
Moments before Lily decided to go for a swim in the river, thus forcing Hubby to rescue her. He left wet and cold – poor guy! His cell phone drowned. Lily didn’t care.
Today it was raining and snowy.
So I got to wear these. Yeah!