Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
We blessed the turkey and ate....alot.
Norton was the same but diferent. Isn't that the way going home always feels? Nevertheless, I had a great T-day. It was a quick trip home and back but Andrew and I always enjoy a good road trip through VA.
We successfully bugged my Mother in the kitchen while she was cooking until we all got the boot. It is a bit of a family tradition. Each year she gets a little bit better and goes a little bit longer before her face starts to turn red and she "shoos" us all out.
(aren't we nice children?) This is my brother Jason getting way to close to the cook near the stove. The fork is in optimal position to take an eye out.
I tried to help carve the turkey but was quickly shoved to the side. "This is a mans job" was thrown into the conversation. (oh puuuhleaseee)
I loved being with my Mammaw and listening to all of her stories. She is what you would call a "hoot". Mammaw love is the best love.
Mom, once again, cooked us into a food coma. The food was soooooooooooo good. We all agreed that if there was a Wise Country T-Day cookoff competition, she would win first prize hands down.
Isn't she the prettiest thing?
And we shan't forget Mr. Ben.
Oh, Mr. Ben. One day you will come running into my arms saying "Aunt Val you are the best and I love you and I want to just sit in your lap the entire visit".
Until that day comes, I will continue to force you to hug me, kiss me and trick you into taking pictures with me. Love you little bug. ;)
Love to all my friends and family. We are all so blessed.
ps. 3 days until move day :)
Monday, November 23, 2009
I spent the morning driving back into Richmond. In the rain. But, it wasn't all that bad. Especially when I realized I only have 7 days left in Richmond.
What else, what else...
that was not a good choice.
if anyone ever thinks about it.....just pass along my advice.
It is not, I repeat, a good choice.
Then Glenn, (andrew's dad) gave us a bucket ride in the back hoe.
(notice the grip on the.....well, whatever that part is)
With a to do list that is growing like crazy....(like how I should be packing right now and not playing on the internet machine) it's nice to get away and play with Andrew on the farm.
And that's what we did. All weekend.
And I wore my overalls. All weekend.
hooray for monday. (lies).
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
A quote from one of my favorite movies, "Almost Famous" keeps popping in my head.
We celebrated the night with fried food and a celebratory drink (oh yes...I did it. GERD can just bite me)
This picture doesn't even capture how excited I was. But, it is a face I like to make when I am REALLY happy and a camera is lying around. (like that fancy schmancy name tag?)
I wasn't just exited. WE were so excited. This has been an event that we were both waiting for for a LOOOONG time. Not only has it been my major focus at work but it was our countdown for the move.
"You will be so relieved when it is over"
"You will be moving just 2 weeks after the gala"
"We will be together so soon"
Right now, all I can think is, "It's all happening".
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
While we are on the topic of therapy and self help and random cat cartoons, I believe that animals are a huge stress reliever. If I ever had a bad day I would just come home, scoop Olivia up and hug her until she got that look in her eyes like, "girl, i'm 'bout to bite you" (I believe that if Olivia could talk she would sound like Vivica A. Fox or Wanda Sykes). And I would always feel better.
I miss that 14lb love muffin (so she might be a little big boned).
Olivia has been living with Andrew for over 3 weeks now. I was going back and forth too much and she started to rebel here in Richmond. He says she is such a happier cat. She gets "turn out time" everyday. She runs around and plays with his moms shih tzu pups. She gets to be sassy and flirty with the big dogs (she has a way with large canines. It has been documented). She is so happy that sometimes she just up and decides to poo in Andrew's bathtub.
(There is no rhyme or reason behind her pooing in the bathtub. She just does it sporadically. The same spot. For no reason other than to say "Every once in a while I like to take a poo in the bathtub. So what? What you gonna do about it?" There is nothing wrong with her box.....sometimes she poos in it, sometimes she wants the bathtub. Any suggestions on what to do?)
She is a sass pants cat and she doesn't miss Richmond one bit. Problem is I miss her terribly. I stumbled upon this video that I took one night practicing my mad guitar skills (oh yes, A-E-D...gotcha down boys, gotcha down pat). Watch for the Olivia cameo.
I love her little face. I miss her little face.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
I apologize that my blog has turned into my self help gallery. Maybe when you have those days when you feel just plum, bat-sh@t-crazy (as Andrew delicately put it this weekend), you will browse upon this post and go, "By golly, I'm not the ONLY one!!"
But I do. I have to.
I wish I could find the girl that posted this. She is somewhere....just not sure where she is hiding.
The familiar feelings start to press deep into my chest and then comes the constant tape recorder in my head....the list of things still to do. The things I will miss. The things I never accomplished in Richmond. The things I have accomplished in Richmond.....the list goes on and on.
But as sure as sun comes up, the one thing that takes it all away is music. It is my one true release and unfortunately the one thing I tend to suppress when I am stressed. (why is that?...I'm not sure either)
So. I will stop being so hard on myself. I will pick up my guitar and play, knowing that when I put it down my chest will feel lighter, my heart fuller.
Yes. I'll play music when things start to get tough. But I'll also watch this video of my cousin from Kentucky torturing Andrew over and over. I love that laugh. And you gotta love a deep Kentucky accent.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
We are less than two weeks away from holding a 300+ black tie event that I have been working on for over a year.
I am 28 days away from moving. 28. Slight panic has taken over. (lies. major panic has taken over)
Thankfully, I am armed with the best friends and family one could ask for, especially in these trying times.
AND there are a lot of things making and keeping me happy. Let's make a happy list.
MY HAPPY LIST:
Someone let me cut in front of them at the grocery store today because I only had three items. That was really sweet and it made me happy.
Tomorrow is First Wednesdays. The theme is soup. Everyone brings some soup and then instead of a craft this month we are exchanging bowls. Like soup bowls. I love this months theme.
I voted today. That made me feel all American.
I am making potato soup for First Wednesdays in my crockpot.
Last night, Johannah let me have a whole conversation about how pretty I think my cat is. "but...like, no, really Johannah. She could be in the movies. Have you ever seen a cat that looks so pretty?" She also fed me. I really loved her last night.
RAMBLES. SHAMBLES. I need to go to bed.