Thanks to Sarah Denley for tagging me; this should be fun!
8 Things I'm Looking Forward to...
1) Going shopping with my mom tomorrow
2) Getting to sleep in my bed again on Friday night; we are out of town, and I miss my bed
3) Hearing Carver say "mama" for the first time
4) Meeting Jude; Carrie could have him any day now
5) Reading Life of Pi for my next book club meeting
6) The 30th day of The 30 Day Shred
7) Hanging out with friends for the Fourth of July
8) Going to the movies this weekend
8 Things I did Yesterday...
1) Went out to eat with my family for dinner
2) Got a manicure-thanks to my sister
3) Had family photos made
4) Played with Carver
5) Did the eliptical machine for thirty minutes
6) Completed Level 2 of The 30 Day Shred without dying
7) Visited my grandmother
8) Played checkers with my nephew Caleb
8 Things I Wish I Could Do...
1) Be a great interior decorator
2) Sew cute clothes for Carver
3) Watch my tongue
4) Serve joyfully at all times
5) Paint really well
6) Go on a three month vacation to Europe
7) Take really good photographs
8) Be fully dedicated to sharing the love of Christ with others
8 Shows I Enjoy...
1) Bones- I hope Bones and Boothe get together this season!
2) The Office- usually hilarious, but some episodes were disappointing this past season
3) Addicted- weird, I know, but these stories are heartbreaking and eye-opening
4) Pawn Stars- love the history
5) Say Yes to the Dress- I love all things wedding
6) America's Next Top Model- Tyra gets on my nerves because she is full of herself, but the photo shoots are really cool.
7) Rookie Blue- new series on ABC; so far it has been interesting
8) What Not to Wear- I wish I could have a $5,000 shopping spree with Stacy and Clinton
Since I am new to the world of blogging, I have no one to tag, but if you happen to read this and have not already completed it, then go for it!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Summer Lovin'
As a child, summer was always my one of my favorite seasons. I loved the pool, the beach, and the free time. I still love all of these aspects of summer, but I do not particularly enjoy the sweltering heat. It is amazing to me that kids don't even seem to notice the heat.
This summer has been particularly special because I have been able to watch Carver enjoy his first summer. He went swimming for the first time. He got his first outside swing. He touched his first flower. There have been so many firsts, and his expressions and reactions are priceless memories. I knew that motherhood would be incredibly special, but the joy is indescribable.
Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the summer so far.
For fun, I thought that I would include a couple of pictures from one of my childhood summers. My parents helped to give us great memories!
This summer has been particularly special because I have been able to watch Carver enjoy his first summer. He went swimming for the first time. He got his first outside swing. He touched his first flower. There have been so many firsts, and his expressions and reactions are priceless memories. I knew that motherhood would be incredibly special, but the joy is indescribable.
Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the summer so far.
For fun, I thought that I would include a couple of pictures from one of my childhood summers. My parents helped to give us great memories!
Saturday, June 26, 2010
David and Rebekkah- The Early Years :)
I thought that it would be fun to post the story of how David and I met on the blog as a way to reminisce and to help any unfamiliar readers get to know more about us. Also, I have never truly chronicled our dating story, and I think that it is about time that I get to it!
David and I both attended Mississippi State University, his sister Mary Hunter was a Delta Gamma with me, and we both attended Reformed University Fellowship (RUF). The first time I remember seeing David was one evening at the Delta Gamma house when he was eating dinner with his sister. It was the spring of my junior year, and I specifically remember him that night. I can't exactly describe my thought at the time, but I do remember thinking that something was special about him. I even thought that our paths might cross at some point. It's crazy sounding, but I call it intuition. The second time I saw him was at the Delta Gamma Crawfish Boil. He was someone else's date at that particular party, but a big group of us went to get ice cream after the party, and, again, he caught my eye.
It wasn't until the beginning of my senior year that we formally met. David's roommate Sam was dating my roommate Katherine (they are now married, too), and we were all invited over to David and Sam's house for a beginning-of-the-year cookout. On the Thursday before the cookout, Mary Hunter introduced us at RUF, and David told me what to bring to the cookout that weekend. That Friday I worked hard in the kitchen and searched for the perfect "cookout" outfit. I wasn't specifically trying to catch David's eye that night, but I did want to make a good impression.
At the cookout, David and I didn't talk that much. In fact, I thought that he was flirting with another girl. However, I now know that David had noticed me (my efforts in cooking and primping had paid off). He later told me that he was impressed that I knew my way around the kitchen. Haha! I was not trying to impress David by cleaning up after the meal; I was simply doing what my mama taught me: when you go to someone's house for dinner, it is good manners to help them clean up the kitchen afterward, especially when the kitchen belongs to three messy boys.
That night I was definitely intrigued by David. He seemed to be an "in charge" kind of guy, he was friendly, he was manly, and he was handsome; however, I am not the type of girl to pursue a guy (another good lesson from Momma), and I figured that if he liked me then he would find a way to get to know me. I was secretly hoping that he would at least ask me to be his friend on Facebook, and I was disappointed when he asked one of my friends to be his friend of FB but not me (pathetic). Eventually, I found out that he did not know how to spell my name at the time, and his attempts to find me had been in vain.
After the cookout, my life went on as normal, and I even went to the next DG semi-formal with my ex-boyfriend. David and I kept seeing each other at RUF and other campus events, but our first date was not yet in sight.
Stay tuned for more of our dating story.
This picture was taken David's house. It was one of the first times that we hung out. Notice how far apart we are sitting. Neither of us wanted to be too obvious, and neither one of us was ready for this picture.
This is another picture that was taken before David asked me out on our first date.
David and I both attended Mississippi State University, his sister Mary Hunter was a Delta Gamma with me, and we both attended Reformed University Fellowship (RUF). The first time I remember seeing David was one evening at the Delta Gamma house when he was eating dinner with his sister. It was the spring of my junior year, and I specifically remember him that night. I can't exactly describe my thought at the time, but I do remember thinking that something was special about him. I even thought that our paths might cross at some point. It's crazy sounding, but I call it intuition. The second time I saw him was at the Delta Gamma Crawfish Boil. He was someone else's date at that particular party, but a big group of us went to get ice cream after the party, and, again, he caught my eye.
It wasn't until the beginning of my senior year that we formally met. David's roommate Sam was dating my roommate Katherine (they are now married, too), and we were all invited over to David and Sam's house for a beginning-of-the-year cookout. On the Thursday before the cookout, Mary Hunter introduced us at RUF, and David told me what to bring to the cookout that weekend. That Friday I worked hard in the kitchen and searched for the perfect "cookout" outfit. I wasn't specifically trying to catch David's eye that night, but I did want to make a good impression.
At the cookout, David and I didn't talk that much. In fact, I thought that he was flirting with another girl. However, I now know that David had noticed me (my efforts in cooking and primping had paid off). He later told me that he was impressed that I knew my way around the kitchen. Haha! I was not trying to impress David by cleaning up after the meal; I was simply doing what my mama taught me: when you go to someone's house for dinner, it is good manners to help them clean up the kitchen afterward, especially when the kitchen belongs to three messy boys.
That night I was definitely intrigued by David. He seemed to be an "in charge" kind of guy, he was friendly, he was manly, and he was handsome; however, I am not the type of girl to pursue a guy (another good lesson from Momma), and I figured that if he liked me then he would find a way to get to know me. I was secretly hoping that he would at least ask me to be his friend on Facebook, and I was disappointed when he asked one of my friends to be his friend of FB but not me (pathetic). Eventually, I found out that he did not know how to spell my name at the time, and his attempts to find me had been in vain.
After the cookout, my life went on as normal, and I even went to the next DG semi-formal with my ex-boyfriend. David and I kept seeing each other at RUF and other campus events, but our first date was not yet in sight.
Stay tuned for more of our dating story.
This picture was taken David's house. It was one of the first times that we hung out. Notice how far apart we are sitting. Neither of us wanted to be too obvious, and neither one of us was ready for this picture.
This is another picture that was taken before David asked me out on our first date.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
How Does Your Garden Grow?
One of my favorite parts of spring and summer is growing a garden. Growing up, my parents and my grandparents gardened, and I learned so much by watching them and by helping them each year. David's parents also plant a garden each year. Now, I need to clarify about David's parents' garden. Their small garden of tomatoes, squash, zucchini, and cut flowers is not to be confused with their farm that grows corn, soybeans, rice, and sometimes milo. David started working on the farm as a young boy and continued working summers through college; planting, growing, and harvesting has been a huge part of his life, a part that he sometimes misses. It only makes sense that we would have a garden of our own.
David and I both love working in the yard, and last year we decided to plant a garden in our backyard. We started small and were able to decide what we liked to grow and what we did not like to grow. Okra was a yes, but we needed more plants. Tomatoes were a yes, but we needed different varieties. Hot banana peppers were a no because they were too hot, and we did not know what to do with the large amount of peppers that the plants produced. I do not know how to can foods, and at this point in my life I don't plan on learning. Maybe one day.
This year we expanded the size of our garden and tried some new plants; we are growing watermelons, tomatoes, squash, okra, strawberries, herbs, and cut flowers. Sadly, our squash bit the dust overnight thanks to vine borers, but all of the other plants are thriving. One of our watermelon plants has grown the entire length of our garden. I particularly love planting flowers because I enjoy having fresh flowers in the house.
I cannot wait for Carver to be old enough to help in the garden. I think having a child help with tasks such as this one is beneficial to his character development, and many biblical stories and principles can be taught through the tending of a garden: the parable of the sower, the parable of the mustard seed, patience, diligence, responsibility, and many more. While this will be my focus, I am sure that Carver will be pleased simply to play in the dirt until he is a teenager. Then, I am sure, he will not care much about the garden or the dirt.
Now that I have shared with you more than you ever wanted to know about our garden, I will leave you with some photos from our gardening adventures.
David and I both love working in the yard, and last year we decided to plant a garden in our backyard. We started small and were able to decide what we liked to grow and what we did not like to grow. Okra was a yes, but we needed more plants. Tomatoes were a yes, but we needed different varieties. Hot banana peppers were a no because they were too hot, and we did not know what to do with the large amount of peppers that the plants produced. I do not know how to can foods, and at this point in my life I don't plan on learning. Maybe one day.
This year we expanded the size of our garden and tried some new plants; we are growing watermelons, tomatoes, squash, okra, strawberries, herbs, and cut flowers. Sadly, our squash bit the dust overnight thanks to vine borers, but all of the other plants are thriving. One of our watermelon plants has grown the entire length of our garden. I particularly love planting flowers because I enjoy having fresh flowers in the house.
I cannot wait for Carver to be old enough to help in the garden. I think having a child help with tasks such as this one is beneficial to his character development, and many biblical stories and principles can be taught through the tending of a garden: the parable of the sower, the parable of the mustard seed, patience, diligence, responsibility, and many more. While this will be my focus, I am sure that Carver will be pleased simply to play in the dirt until he is a teenager. Then, I am sure, he will not care much about the garden or the dirt.
Now that I have shared with you more than you ever wanted to know about our garden, I will leave you with some photos from our gardening adventures.
Hello, Blog World!
After much deliberation, I have decided to start this blog. The idea of having a personal blog both petrifies me and excites me. Petrify? Yes, petrify. Although the word is seemingly strong, my fear of having people read and dissect what I say has stopped me from blogging thus far. Now, I am probably getting ahead of myself here because I doubt that I have any readers, but that has been my concern. Furthermore, I am both a perfectionist and an English teacher, so the idea of fine tuning my words for others is daunting. My fears about blogging have kept me from writing: What if I make a grammar error? What if I don’t catch a typo? What if my words are misunderstood? What if I fail to have an intriguing voice? My hesitations have been many.
I haven’t written for fun in quite some time; I dabbled in Xanga in college, but that was mainly a way to have David learn more about me when we first started dating. I must admit that it was a bit hokey and I am somewhat embarrassed to admit that now, but it accomplished its purpose. I feel confident in my abilities to write a literary or rhetorical analysis, but personal writing is an area in which I do not feel completely comfortable.
Yet, I can no longer resist the appeal of blogging. I love the idea of sharing my ideas and perspectives with others. As a teacher, I was able to find an outlet for my thoughts in my students, but that chapter of my life has come to a close. Blogging has presented itself as a fun way for me to express myself. I also love the freedom of blogging. I can sit down and write about any idea at any time--whatever suits my fancy!
So, farewell to writing anxieties and simply creeping on other people’s blogs, and hello to overcoming fears and taking an active part in blogdom!
I haven’t written for fun in quite some time; I dabbled in Xanga in college, but that was mainly a way to have David learn more about me when we first started dating. I must admit that it was a bit hokey and I am somewhat embarrassed to admit that now, but it accomplished its purpose. I feel confident in my abilities to write a literary or rhetorical analysis, but personal writing is an area in which I do not feel completely comfortable.
Yet, I can no longer resist the appeal of blogging. I love the idea of sharing my ideas and perspectives with others. As a teacher, I was able to find an outlet for my thoughts in my students, but that chapter of my life has come to a close. Blogging has presented itself as a fun way for me to express myself. I also love the freedom of blogging. I can sit down and write about any idea at any time--whatever suits my fancy!
So, farewell to writing anxieties and simply creeping on other people’s blogs, and hello to overcoming fears and taking an active part in blogdom!
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