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I got a good, healthy dose of perspective yesterday.
I called my doctor Monday afternoon because I'd been having some cramps in my abdomen since Saturday. They weren't bad and not constant, so I thought maybe it was Braxton-Hicks. I wanted to be sure though (I've never felt a contraction before! How was I supposed to know what it was?) Well, I talked to the nurse and she wasn't quite as reassuring as I'd hoped she would be. They told me I needed to come to their office in the morning to get checked out, and go home and rest in the meantime. I resolved myself not to worry and headed home to put my feet up.
My sister-in-law came over to hang out with me for the evening since Rob was out of town, and she brought me a root beer float from Sonic. Have I mentioned that I love Joanna? We had a fun time catching up and I welcomed the distraction.
Anyway, I went in to see the doctor yesterday morning and instead of her normal, laid-back self, she came in and was all business without even a hello... "Tell me exactly what's going on. Where does it hurt? When did it start?" She totally threw me for a loop when she said, "We need to make sure you're not going into pre-term labor." WHAT?! I didn't know what that would involve, but I knew for sure that 26 weeks was way too early. Fortunately, she started by checking Sydney's heart rate, which was good, and I instantly felt just a little better. (If they'd checked mine at that moment I'm pretty sure it was racing) They did some lab work to send off, and thus began my very long afternoon of waiting.
After what felt like forever, the nurse finally called to tell me that the test came back negative and the labor was false. I cannot describe how relieved I was! I know that if I HAD been in early labor, the doctor could have stopped it and everything probably would have still been fine. But I'm so thankful I don't know what that feels like today.
I've said a lot lately that I'm ready to hold my sweet baby, but I realized yesterday how untrue that is. I want her to hang out right where she is for a while longer. I'll be happy to continue dealing with heart burn and leg cramps, swollen feet and clothes that don't fit from one week to the next if it means that Sydney is ok for now. Stick with me a little while longer, Baby Girl! It'll be worth the wait!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Getting Ready for Sydney
Sometimes it's hard to find time to just to sit and rest (and update your blog). But what about when your doctor tells you to go home and put your feet up? Well, daytime TV was interesting for about ten minutes and here I am.
Rob went out of town last week, and I was left with the decision whether or not to keep our plans to go to Jackson, TN, and see our friends from Rob's college days by myself or not. I decided to go, and it turned out to be the right decision. I thought I was going for a baby shower for our friend Sabrena (whose baby is due TOMORROW, by the way!), but it was actually a surprise shower for both of us! The girls did a great job throwing us off, even going so far as to send out two evites- one for each of us to see a shower for the other- and have everyone respond to both. The brunch was delicious, the laughs were abundant, and the gifts were precious! (Our two little girls are going to be adorable!!) Can I just say right now that baby girl clothes are the cutest and SO much fun to shop for? Yes, it's my blog and I'm saying it! Anyway, it was a wonderful surprise and I had a blast with our friends!
My due date is three months away, and I'm about to enter the third trimester. Wow! Have I started getting the nursery ready yet? If you count picking out a crib and bedding started, then yes. If "getting started" requires actual moving of furniture or painting (or choosing paint colors) then not so much. It's ok though- I tend to work better under pressure! We'll get it done, I have no doubt about that. I'm just not sure about when... Nursery or not, I'm ready to meet and hold my little girl!
Rob went out of town last week, and I was left with the decision whether or not to keep our plans to go to Jackson, TN, and see our friends from Rob's college days by myself or not. I decided to go, and it turned out to be the right decision. I thought I was going for a baby shower for our friend Sabrena (whose baby is due TOMORROW, by the way!), but it was actually a surprise shower for both of us! The girls did a great job throwing us off, even going so far as to send out two evites- one for each of us to see a shower for the other- and have everyone respond to both. The brunch was delicious, the laughs were abundant, and the gifts were precious! (Our two little girls are going to be adorable!!) Can I just say right now that baby girl clothes are the cutest and SO much fun to shop for? Yes, it's my blog and I'm saying it! Anyway, it was a wonderful surprise and I had a blast with our friends!
My due date is three months away, and I'm about to enter the third trimester. Wow! Have I started getting the nursery ready yet? If you count picking out a crib and bedding started, then yes. If "getting started" requires actual moving of furniture or painting (or choosing paint colors) then not so much. It's ok though- I tend to work better under pressure! We'll get it done, I have no doubt about that. I'm just not sure about when... Nursery or not, I'm ready to meet and hold my little girl!
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Hello Again
Yes, I know it's been a while since I posted anything. Ok, Ok- a LOOOONNNGGGG while. BUT- in my defense, I predicted that it was going to be a busy summer, and it absolutely has been just that!
Here's the quick recap...
June
I made a quick trip to Louisville for the Southern Baptist Convention for work. It was a good time of networking, but I was pretty distracted the whole time, mostly because I knew we would have an important ultrasound the day I got back! We had the ultrasound on a Wednesday afternoon, saw that everything was healthy, and had the tech write down the gender and place it in a sealed envelope that we didn't open until that Sunday (yes, we waited FOUR DAYS!!!) I wanted to keep it a secret until after my sister's wedding, so that meant I couldn't know either. We had a wonderful, humidity filled weekend in Baton Rouge with my family, the wedding was sweltering but beautiful, and then my mom got to open the big news on Sunday morning... "You're having a GIRL!!!!" Rob and I are beyond thrilled that Sydney ________ (middle name still undecided) will be joining our family in November!
July
We had our second trip of the summer to Washington DC for the Servpro national convention. We flew out on July 4 so that we could see the fireworks behind the Washington Monument from the National Mall- incredible! The highlight of the week, though, was when Rob was named Servpro's Rookie of the Year for 2008. I'm so wildly proud of him- he has worked very hard to grow a successful business and I was thrilled for him to receive this recognition. Sydney started getting bigger and stronger, and kicked hard enough for her daddy to feel her for the first time.
There's a lot more I want to update about, but I'm just not feeling it tonight. I started this post a few days ago, so I'll just put it out there and write more later. Adios for now...
Here's the quick recap...
June
I made a quick trip to Louisville for the Southern Baptist Convention for work. It was a good time of networking, but I was pretty distracted the whole time, mostly because I knew we would have an important ultrasound the day I got back! We had the ultrasound on a Wednesday afternoon, saw that everything was healthy, and had the tech write down the gender and place it in a sealed envelope that we didn't open until that Sunday (yes, we waited FOUR DAYS!!!) I wanted to keep it a secret until after my sister's wedding, so that meant I couldn't know either. We had a wonderful, humidity filled weekend in Baton Rouge with my family, the wedding was sweltering but beautiful, and then my mom got to open the big news on Sunday morning... "You're having a GIRL!!!!" Rob and I are beyond thrilled that Sydney ________ (middle name still undecided) will be joining our family in November!
July
We had our second trip of the summer to Washington DC for the Servpro national convention. We flew out on July 4 so that we could see the fireworks behind the Washington Monument from the National Mall- incredible! The highlight of the week, though, was when Rob was named Servpro's Rookie of the Year for 2008. I'm so wildly proud of him- he has worked very hard to grow a successful business and I was thrilled for him to receive this recognition. Sydney started getting bigger and stronger, and kicked hard enough for her daddy to feel her for the first time.
There's a lot more I want to update about, but I'm just not feeling it tonight. I started this post a few days ago, so I'll just put it out there and write more later. Adios for now...
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Good Month
May has been a fantastic month, and I'm a little sad to see it go. I celebrated my first mother's day and my 30th birthday, went on a fun mini-vacation with my hubby, heard my baby's heartbeat for the first time, visited with an old friend (who I hadn't seen in over 2 years), and finally embraced my growing waistline when I got to put on my new maternity swimsuit and head to the pool!
I have to say, 30 hasn't been nearly as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Rob threw me a "surprise" party (that he told me about a few days in advance)- complete with the best guacamole ever and a sombrero cake! It was a ton of fun, and the perfect way to enter a new decade of my life. I'm looking forward to my 30s!!
As for the baby, he/she is doing great! I had gotten sort of spoiled-- between my doctor's high-risk check-ups and a research study that I'm part of at Vanderbilt, I had an ultrasound every two weeks last month. It's so cool to look back at them now and see the incredible changes that took place from March 27 to April 27. That meant that this, however, was the first time I had to go 4 weeks between glimpses of our little one. By the day of my appointment, I was chomping at the bit to know that everything was ok in there. My doctor is pleased with our progression, and that strong heartbeat was sweeter than any song I've ever heard. I know that everyone says to enjoy every minute of pregnancy because it's over before you know it, but November 15 cannot get here soon enough.
And the mini-vacation? Rob and I spent Memorial Day weekend in Alexandria, VA, and Washington DC. Crowded as it was, it was a great time to be in DC. We saw a lot of the usual stuff, as well as the National Memorial Day concert on the lawn of the Capitol, the Memorial Day parade, and the American flags on all the grave markers at Arlington Cemetery. As dorky as it my sound, it made me proud to be an American. We're actually going back there in July for the Servpro convention, and I'm looking forward to seeing more.
This summer is going to be a busy one. It's a little overwhelming when I look at the calendar, but there are a lot of good things ahead and I can't wait!
I have to say, 30 hasn't been nearly as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Rob threw me a "surprise" party (that he told me about a few days in advance)- complete with the best guacamole ever and a sombrero cake! It was a ton of fun, and the perfect way to enter a new decade of my life. I'm looking forward to my 30s!!
As for the baby, he/she is doing great! I had gotten sort of spoiled-- between my doctor's high-risk check-ups and a research study that I'm part of at Vanderbilt, I had an ultrasound every two weeks last month. It's so cool to look back at them now and see the incredible changes that took place from March 27 to April 27. That meant that this, however, was the first time I had to go 4 weeks between glimpses of our little one. By the day of my appointment, I was chomping at the bit to know that everything was ok in there. My doctor is pleased with our progression, and that strong heartbeat was sweeter than any song I've ever heard. I know that everyone says to enjoy every minute of pregnancy because it's over before you know it, but November 15 cannot get here soon enough.
And the mini-vacation? Rob and I spent Memorial Day weekend in Alexandria, VA, and Washington DC. Crowded as it was, it was a great time to be in DC. We saw a lot of the usual stuff, as well as the National Memorial Day concert on the lawn of the Capitol, the Memorial Day parade, and the American flags on all the grave markers at Arlington Cemetery. As dorky as it my sound, it made me proud to be an American. We're actually going back there in July for the Servpro convention, and I'm looking forward to seeing more.
This summer is going to be a busy one. It's a little overwhelming when I look at the calendar, but there are a lot of good things ahead and I can't wait!
Monday, May 11, 2009
The Day After Mother's Day
Dear Mom,
Mother’s Day was different this year. I knew it would be, but somehow, it still caught me by surprise. I’m sorry I couldn’t be home this year. Do you remember the last time we spent Mother’s Day together? It was 2006- you and Dad came to Birmingham to help me move into my new apartment… and meet my new boyfriend, Rob.
Rob is my husband now, and I’m going to be a mom soon. So yesterday meant a little more to me. I found myself more excited than usual, more nostalgic, and more thankful. I thought a lot about the kind of mom I want to be.
Thanks for setting a good example for me, beginning with your marriage. Tomorrow, you & Dad will celebrate 36 years since you said, “I do.” Congratulations! Thanks for keeping that commitment a priority. And thank you for retiring 33 years ago, to stay at home and raise your children. I know that isn’t an option for everyone, and I’m grateful for the sacrifices you and Dad made for our benefit.
You told me one time that you “didn’t raise your kids to be independent, you raised them to need [you].” And I’m afraid that may have backfired on you! There may have been a lot of tears and guilt trips, but you let us go. Realize it or not, whether I lived in another city or state or country, I’ve always needed you. Thank you for pushing me in school (I probably wouldn’t have been an honor student on my own), for making me earn money to pay for the expensive things I wanted (like class trips), and for putting our family first (we’ve all tried to forget those years you were in school). I may be more independent than anyone ever expected, but it’s only because you gave me strength, courage, and wings to fly.
Probably the most important thing you ever gave me, though, was Jesus. I know I caught you off guard when I knocked on your bedroom door in the middle of the night so many years ago. I’m pretty sure you were scared, and praying was all you knew to do. Thank you for leading me to the Lord that night. Thank you for giving me to Him all over again at camp when we both knew at the same moment that God was calling me to missions, and again when I was in college and making myself ill with stress, and again not long after that when I got on a plane by myself headed to a country I’d never been.
I’m not going to say that I want to do everything just like you did, but then again, I hope my own children don’t act just like I did either! I appreciate you, Mom, and all you’ve done for me and taught me over the years. This isn’t super creative, or the most eloquent letter I’ve ever written; I just wanted to tell you I love you, and thank you for helping prepare me for motherhood.
Love, jess
Mother’s Day was different this year. I knew it would be, but somehow, it still caught me by surprise. I’m sorry I couldn’t be home this year. Do you remember the last time we spent Mother’s Day together? It was 2006- you and Dad came to Birmingham to help me move into my new apartment… and meet my new boyfriend, Rob.
Rob is my husband now, and I’m going to be a mom soon. So yesterday meant a little more to me. I found myself more excited than usual, more nostalgic, and more thankful. I thought a lot about the kind of mom I want to be.
Thanks for setting a good example for me, beginning with your marriage. Tomorrow, you & Dad will celebrate 36 years since you said, “I do.” Congratulations! Thanks for keeping that commitment a priority. And thank you for retiring 33 years ago, to stay at home and raise your children. I know that isn’t an option for everyone, and I’m grateful for the sacrifices you and Dad made for our benefit.
You told me one time that you “didn’t raise your kids to be independent, you raised them to need [you].” And I’m afraid that may have backfired on you! There may have been a lot of tears and guilt trips, but you let us go. Realize it or not, whether I lived in another city or state or country, I’ve always needed you. Thank you for pushing me in school (I probably wouldn’t have been an honor student on my own), for making me earn money to pay for the expensive things I wanted (like class trips), and for putting our family first (we’ve all tried to forget those years you were in school). I may be more independent than anyone ever expected, but it’s only because you gave me strength, courage, and wings to fly.
Probably the most important thing you ever gave me, though, was Jesus. I know I caught you off guard when I knocked on your bedroom door in the middle of the night so many years ago. I’m pretty sure you were scared, and praying was all you knew to do. Thank you for leading me to the Lord that night. Thank you for giving me to Him all over again at camp when we both knew at the same moment that God was calling me to missions, and again when I was in college and making myself ill with stress, and again not long after that when I got on a plane by myself headed to a country I’d never been.
I’m not going to say that I want to do everything just like you did, but then again, I hope my own children don’t act just like I did either! I appreciate you, Mom, and all you’ve done for me and taught me over the years. This isn’t super creative, or the most eloquent letter I’ve ever written; I just wanted to tell you I love you, and thank you for helping prepare me for motherhood.
Love, jess
This picture is just for you, Mom... 13.5 weeks (taken this morning)
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sunday Afternoon Ponderings
Today looked like a typical Sunday... church, lunch with friends, nap on the couch. And it was a really good day. But it wasn't supposed to look like this!
Rob and I were supposed to spend the day in Brno, Czech Republic with friends. We were supposed to be sharing memories about our time in Prague this week, and getting ready to go to Bucharest tomorrow. This week didn't turn out anything like we'd planned. (You can read the full update on our trip delay over at Gypsy Business.)
Our pastor has been preaching through the book of Exodus, but he took a break today to talk about prayer. If I didn't know better, I would think that God interrupted the Exodus series just for me, because I needed this morning's message a little more than the 10 commandments today.
For the last month, I've struggled in my prayer life. Not necessarily with praying itself, but with how to pray. I've wanted to pray boldly and confidently and ask God for something big. And I didn't. Somehow, I couldn't. At first, I felt like it was asking too much. I never doubted God's power, or His ability to answer. I just didn't believe that He would, because I didn't deserve it. I was afraid to ask for something that might not be in God's Will- not knowing for sure if it was or wasn't. Then I moved to fear of rejection- I would rather not ask, than ask and be told no. Morning by morning, I wrestled with the Lord, and never allowing myself to voice my request. "Lord, you know what's in my heart, so I'll just leave it at that. Do with it what you will." Somehow I convinced myself that was safe, and enough.
I knew that I needed to approach the Lord differently, and make my request known. I even searched for scriptures, and filled a page in my Daytimer with verses that command us to "ASK". I don't know why this was so hard for me.
The sermon this morning was from Luke 18. One of the points that really resonated with me was the idea of going to the Lord like a child. Scott pointed out that kids aren't afraid to ask anything, and generally aren't afraid to ask for anything. They ask questions and make requests all day long, curiously and innocently. Is this really what God wants from me?
Back up a couple of days, to Tuesday afternoon. At the same time I had been planning to get on a plane, instead I sat on my patio in the sunshine with my Bible. I turned to John 16, and had to stop for a while when I got to verse 24:
Rob and I were supposed to spend the day in Brno, Czech Republic with friends. We were supposed to be sharing memories about our time in Prague this week, and getting ready to go to Bucharest tomorrow. This week didn't turn out anything like we'd planned. (You can read the full update on our trip delay over at Gypsy Business.)
Our pastor has been preaching through the book of Exodus, but he took a break today to talk about prayer. If I didn't know better, I would think that God interrupted the Exodus series just for me, because I needed this morning's message a little more than the 10 commandments today.
For the last month, I've struggled in my prayer life. Not necessarily with praying itself, but with how to pray. I've wanted to pray boldly and confidently and ask God for something big. And I didn't. Somehow, I couldn't. At first, I felt like it was asking too much. I never doubted God's power, or His ability to answer. I just didn't believe that He would, because I didn't deserve it. I was afraid to ask for something that might not be in God's Will- not knowing for sure if it was or wasn't. Then I moved to fear of rejection- I would rather not ask, than ask and be told no. Morning by morning, I wrestled with the Lord, and never allowing myself to voice my request. "Lord, you know what's in my heart, so I'll just leave it at that. Do with it what you will." Somehow I convinced myself that was safe, and enough.
I knew that I needed to approach the Lord differently, and make my request known. I even searched for scriptures, and filled a page in my Daytimer with verses that command us to "ASK". I don't know why this was so hard for me.
The sermon this morning was from Luke 18. One of the points that really resonated with me was the idea of going to the Lord like a child. Scott pointed out that kids aren't afraid to ask anything, and generally aren't afraid to ask for anything. They ask questions and make requests all day long, curiously and innocently. Is this really what God wants from me?
Back up a couple of days, to Tuesday afternoon. At the same time I had been planning to get on a plane, instead I sat on my patio in the sunshine with my Bible. I turned to John 16, and had to stop for a while when I got to verse 24:
Until now you have asked nothing in my name.
ASK NOW, and you will receive, that your joy may be complete.
(caps added for my own emphasis)
Ask now. I heard the Lord, loud and clear, and I knew what He was asking of me. I knew that I needed to be bold. I've been praying a whole lot this week, more boldly than I ever have. And I'm thankful that God has repeated this admonition to me over and over the past few days. I know that God doesn't depend on my prayers, and what a relief! I am thankful that I serve a faithful, loving God who desires to hear from me- just because. I've learned to trust Him on a new level this week. And if that is why I'm sitting in my living room in Nashville today instead of the Czech Republic, it's totally worth it.
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Monthly Check-in
Well, I had good intentions to post several times this past month, but obviously that didn't happen. Oh well!
Things have been going really well for us lately. I finally got curtains hung in our living room- only a year after we moved in- and they totally change the room! I love them! We invited my inlaw's over to see the finished product and shared a little bit of my New Orleans heritage with them. We had a full-blown Mardi Gras celebration, with red beans & rice, jambalaya, king cake, and homemade beignets! And you can't have Mardi Gras without beads! It was a first for these Tennesseans, and I think they enjoyed it all. We might have to make this an annual tradition!
The Dixon Family Mardi Gras
Things have been going really well for us lately. I finally got curtains hung in our living room- only a year after we moved in- and they totally change the room! I love them! We invited my inlaw's over to see the finished product and shared a little bit of my New Orleans heritage with them. We had a full-blown Mardi Gras celebration, with red beans & rice, jambalaya, king cake, and homemade beignets! And you can't have Mardi Gras without beads! It was a first for these Tennesseans, and I think they enjoyed it all. We might have to make this an annual tradition!
The Dixon Family Mardi Gras I also made a trip home to see my family and go to my sister Kayla's first wedding shower. It was just us girls at home- no husbands allowed this time! We had a really good time catching up and celebrating with Kayla. I hope my mom will post some of the pictures soon (hint, hint)!
This weekend, Rob and I have been getting ready for a long-awaited trip. Actually, we've been preparing a lot longer than that! We're going back to the Czech Republic and Romania for a couple of weeks, and for a couple of reasons. Since before we got married, we've talked about going back to Europe together to show each other around the places we used to live. I'm so excited that we finally have this opportunity! While there, though, we'll also be seeking direction for a small-business ministry that Rob has been thinking about for years. I won't go into all the details here, but you can follow us on this trip for the next two weeks at Gypsy Business. Please check in for updates and keep us in your prayers!
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Adventures in Babysitting
Last week was a really, really long one for me. Without going into all the details, I'll just tell you that I was dealing with some health issues, and when you're waiting for a diagnosis- anxiety seems to slow the passage of time. (While the end result wasn't great, it was wonderful news compared to all the horrible scenarios I had prepared myself for.) Anyway, I was relieved by the time Saturday finally rolled around.
Several weeks ago Rob & I offered to babysit for some friends' baby while they celebrated their anniversary. I told her that we would keep him as long as they wanted- an evening, all day, overnight- whatever. She jumped on our offer and started making plans for a night away. Last night was our night to hang out with Caedmon, and I welcomed the distraction from the rest of my week.
We had so much fun with him! Caedmon is 10 months old and an absolute doll. Rob was a little nervous at first, but excited about taking on the responsibility for a night. And he was awesome- he helped feed him and played with him, and even changed a poopy diaper! I've watched Rob interact with our nephew before, and I always love seeing the tenderness that a baby brings out of a tough man, but this time was different. I think he used to be a little intimidated by babies, and he's realizing that they're not so scary. It was a precious glimpse of the future, and what a wonderful dad Rob's going to be one day. While we all had a great night and got plenty of sleep- Rob and I both came home and crashed after church this afternoon!
After my nice long nap, I got out and enjoyed the rediculously beautiful weather! I can hardly believe that it's February 8, and I went out for a run in SHORTS and a TANK TOP! What in the world? (I took a picture to show you as proof, but who really wants to see a picture of me all sweaty? And besides, I wasn't exactly looking my best, and while someone else might have posted it, this is my blog and I don't have to show bad pictures of myself if I don't want to, and I don't!) Just take my word for it, the weather has been glorious this weekend, and I'm ready to get a pedicure and bust out the flip flops. Hurry summer!!
Several weeks ago Rob & I offered to babysit for some friends' baby while they celebrated their anniversary. I told her that we would keep him as long as they wanted- an evening, all day, overnight- whatever. She jumped on our offer and started making plans for a night away. Last night was our night to hang out with Caedmon, and I welcomed the distraction from the rest of my week.
We had so much fun with him! Caedmon is 10 months old and an absolute doll. Rob was a little nervous at first, but excited about taking on the responsibility for a night. And he was awesome- he helped feed him and played with him, and even changed a poopy diaper! I've watched Rob interact with our nephew before, and I always love seeing the tenderness that a baby brings out of a tough man, but this time was different. I think he used to be a little intimidated by babies, and he's realizing that they're not so scary. It was a precious glimpse of the future, and what a wonderful dad Rob's going to be one day. While we all had a great night and got plenty of sleep- Rob and I both came home and crashed after church this afternoon!
After my nice long nap, I got out and enjoyed the rediculously beautiful weather! I can hardly believe that it's February 8, and I went out for a run in SHORTS and a TANK TOP! What in the world? (I took a picture to show you as proof, but who really wants to see a picture of me all sweaty? And besides, I wasn't exactly looking my best, and while someone else might have posted it, this is my blog and I don't have to show bad pictures of myself if I don't want to, and I don't!) Just take my word for it, the weather has been glorious this weekend, and I'm ready to get a pedicure and bust out the flip flops. Hurry summer!!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Prelude to a Kiss
What is it with winter and electricity? There's the awful static cling of pants on tights, the dreadful frizzy hair, and the inevitable "shock" when you touch anything... actually, in a weird (and maybe slightly sadistic) way, I sort of like the shocks- especially in the dark. Something about actually SEEING the tiny flash of light caused by the little jolt coming through my body makes me feel a little like I have a superpower. When I lived in Prague, my heat went out for about a month at one point; I slept every night in multiple pairs of pajamas underneath EIGHT layers of sheets, towels, and blankets. One night, there were so many "sparks" of electricity when I rolled over, I seriously thought that my bed might catch on fire!
Anyway, I do this a LOT... the shocking, I mean. It doesn't matter what I touch, I've come to expect the accompanying jolt. The only one that really bothers me, though, is when I kiss Rob. My big, tough husband is apparently quite delicate in the facial area, and I've seen him literally jump back from me a few too many times this winter. Usually with a disgusted scowl, which is not exactly the look I want to see after I plant one on him! It hurts my feelings more than my lips! I've finally started remembering to touch his arm or chest with my hand, discharging the electricity before I reach up for a smooch. It's kind of funny, really, but a little frustrating too! Ok, a lot frustrating...
As for my so-called 24-hour stomach bug last week... it turned out to be more like a six-day stomach flu! I lost 9 lbs from Monday-Friday and by the end of the week I had to get 1.5 liters of fluid through an IV. It was pretty miserable, to say the least. I was out of work for four days, and didn't get to enjoy the break at all! Ugh!!
I just registered for another 5K. I can't remember if I've shared here that I'm training to run the Country Music 1/2 Marathon in April. The training runs have been good so far, but brisk! It was 31F yesterday morning when my friend, Rachel, and I started, and only 33F by the time we finished. Brrrrrrrr!!!!!!!
Anyway, I do this a LOT... the shocking, I mean. It doesn't matter what I touch, I've come to expect the accompanying jolt. The only one that really bothers me, though, is when I kiss Rob. My big, tough husband is apparently quite delicate in the facial area, and I've seen him literally jump back from me a few too many times this winter. Usually with a disgusted scowl, which is not exactly the look I want to see after I plant one on him! It hurts my feelings more than my lips! I've finally started remembering to touch his arm or chest with my hand, discharging the electricity before I reach up for a smooch. It's kind of funny, really, but a little frustrating too! Ok, a lot frustrating...
As for my so-called 24-hour stomach bug last week... it turned out to be more like a six-day stomach flu! I lost 9 lbs from Monday-Friday and by the end of the week I had to get 1.5 liters of fluid through an IV. It was pretty miserable, to say the least. I was out of work for four days, and didn't get to enjoy the break at all! Ugh!!
I just registered for another 5K. I can't remember if I've shared here that I'm training to run the Country Music 1/2 Marathon in April. The training runs have been good so far, but brisk! It was 31F yesterday morning when my friend, Rachel, and I started, and only 33F by the time we finished. Brrrrrrrr!!!!!!!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Untitled
I couldn't think of anything clever to title this post. I'm on day 2 of an alleged 24-hour stomach bug. And it is gross! I'll spare you all the intimate details, and just tell you that I've lost 5 pounds since Monday. Deduce for yourself how that is possible.
Spending two days in bed has allowed me lots of time to sleep and watch a ridiculous amount of Gilmore Girls. I'm pretty sure Rob and I did some cool stuff this year before I got sick, but I'm having a hard time remembering it all. 2009 has been good so far... we went hiking (and picnicking) at Burgess Falls State Park- I'll try to remember to put up some pictures soon. And we saw Gran Torino (if you can look past the foul language and racial slurs, it was a really good movie about cross-cultural interaction). We've been working on plans for a trip back to Romania and the Czech Republic in March. Oh, and a new season of 24 started, and that's pretty exciting to me. (If I wasn't so in love with Rob, I would probably love Jack Bauer.)
That's pretty much all for now. Nothing great to write about, I just felt like I should check in since I had a little time on my hands. Now I need to go get a Clorox wipe and clean my keyboard. Over and out.
Spending two days in bed has allowed me lots of time to sleep and watch a ridiculous amount of Gilmore Girls. I'm pretty sure Rob and I did some cool stuff this year before I got sick, but I'm having a hard time remembering it all. 2009 has been good so far... we went hiking (and picnicking) at Burgess Falls State Park- I'll try to remember to put up some pictures soon. And we saw Gran Torino (if you can look past the foul language and racial slurs, it was a really good movie about cross-cultural interaction). We've been working on plans for a trip back to Romania and the Czech Republic in March. Oh, and a new season of 24 started, and that's pretty exciting to me. (If I wasn't so in love with Rob, I would probably love Jack Bauer.)
That's pretty much all for now. Nothing great to write about, I just felt like I should check in since I had a little time on my hands. Now I need to go get a Clorox wipe and clean my keyboard. Over and out.
Friday, January 02, 2009
Happy 2009
I've told you here before that I don't make New Year's Resolutions. I used to, but I never kept them. Instead, I try to use January 1 as a bench-mark day to stop and look back and think of all the things I'm grateful for in the past year... counting my blessings, if you want to call it that. Here's my top 29, in honor of my final year of my 20's...
Jess' Gratitude List- 2008
1. Rob- easily my number one! 2008 was our first Jan 1-Dec 31 as husband and wife, and it was incredible! I love him more every day. (Seriously- I'm not just saying that.)
2. My salvation- it's been kind of a dry year for me spiritually, but I know that God is still good and my faith is growing again.
3. Sunshine- On our way home on New Years Day, Rob & I saw the prettiest sunset I've seen in a long time; I wish I'd had my camera. This morning, driving to work, I was blessed with another amazing sky shortly after sunrise. I'm hanging on to that as a promise of a beautiful year ahead!
4. My family- I appreciate my parents & sisters more and more the older I get, and I'm thankful that we have good relationships.
5. My in-laws- I know that it's a treasure to get along as well as I do with my husband's family.
6. Good health- 2008 will go down for me as the year I finally lost 20 lbs (and got into my smallest pants since high school) and became a lifetime member of Weight Watchers; I feel good!!
7. Old Friends- sometimes they know me better than I know myself
8. New Friends- I'm especially grateful for Rachel, Andie, Erin, and Charity
9. David- my nephew. I've never loved another face like I do his!
10. My job- here's to finding work with a Purpose
11. Servpro- for all that it means to me: the business that supports my family and keeps my house from disaster
12. The employees at Servpro- Rob finally has a good crew in place that he can trust, meaning he has to work fewer long hours and weekends. I appreciate them.
13. A really good church home
14. Our community group
15. Water- I just like it!
16. Facebook- it has been so fun to reconnect with old friends
17. My grandmothers- I've tried to be more intentional in my relationships with them this year. I'm lucky to still have them both! They have been an inspiration to me
18. Dark chocolate m&m's (just being honest. I'm thankful for them!)
19. The translators who are working with me on Share Jesus Without Fear and The Call to Follow Christ... 15 down, 85 to go!
20. My friends at work- Juliana, Stacie, Joan and Stephanie. They make my Monday-Friday happier
21. DVR
22. Freedom
23. Music
24. Yankee Candles
25. Coffee
26. Mexican Food
27. My iRobot vacuum cleaner (who we affectionately call "Danny Tanner")
28. Oswald Chambers' My Utmost for His Highest
29. Smiles and laughter that have filled our first home
I pray for you that 2009 will be a year with even more for which to be thankful!!
Jess' Gratitude List- 2008
1. Rob- easily my number one! 2008 was our first Jan 1-Dec 31 as husband and wife, and it was incredible! I love him more every day. (Seriously- I'm not just saying that.)
2. My salvation- it's been kind of a dry year for me spiritually, but I know that God is still good and my faith is growing again.
3. Sunshine- On our way home on New Years Day, Rob & I saw the prettiest sunset I've seen in a long time; I wish I'd had my camera. This morning, driving to work, I was blessed with another amazing sky shortly after sunrise. I'm hanging on to that as a promise of a beautiful year ahead!
4. My family- I appreciate my parents & sisters more and more the older I get, and I'm thankful that we have good relationships.
5. My in-laws- I know that it's a treasure to get along as well as I do with my husband's family.
6. Good health- 2008 will go down for me as the year I finally lost 20 lbs (and got into my smallest pants since high school) and became a lifetime member of Weight Watchers; I feel good!!
7. Old Friends- sometimes they know me better than I know myself
8. New Friends- I'm especially grateful for Rachel, Andie, Erin, and Charity
9. David- my nephew. I've never loved another face like I do his!
10. My job- here's to finding work with a Purpose
11. Servpro- for all that it means to me: the business that supports my family and keeps my house from disaster
12. The employees at Servpro- Rob finally has a good crew in place that he can trust, meaning he has to work fewer long hours and weekends. I appreciate them.
13. A really good church home
14. Our community group
15. Water- I just like it!
16. Facebook- it has been so fun to reconnect with old friends
17. My grandmothers- I've tried to be more intentional in my relationships with them this year. I'm lucky to still have them both! They have been an inspiration to me
18. Dark chocolate m&m's (just being honest. I'm thankful for them!)
19. The translators who are working with me on Share Jesus Without Fear and The Call to Follow Christ... 15 down, 85 to go!
20. My friends at work- Juliana, Stacie, Joan and Stephanie. They make my Monday-Friday happier
21. DVR
22. Freedom
23. Music
24. Yankee Candles
25. Coffee
26. Mexican Food
27. My iRobot vacuum cleaner (who we affectionately call "Danny Tanner")
28. Oswald Chambers' My Utmost for His Highest
29. Smiles and laughter that have filled our first home
I pray for you that 2009 will be a year with even more for which to be thankful!!
Friday, December 26, 2008
Yes, two posts in one week
Ladies and gentlemen, I may have missed my calling. As a drummer. You heard it here first. Oh yeah, that's right. I was apparently a very good girl this year, and Santa brought me a Wii AND Rock Band! (In case you're unfamiliar, "Rock Band" is a video game with a microphone, guitar, and drums that three people play at once, sort of karaoke style. You win points by keeping up with the music.) I have had such a blast!! The guitar is pretty fun, especially for someone who wasn't willing to cut off her fingernails in order to plan an actual guitar, and the microphone is cool on the songs that I know (but there aren't many of those. YET.), but I rocked the drums!! I've always had a good ear for music, and I can hold a beat, even if my style is a bit lacking. Honestly, I willingly admit that I feel a little like Rain Man playing the drums- I have to stare at the screen and focus, so I end up being a little stiff, but I don't care- it is FUN! And when it gets to the part where all of the drums are lit up and you can just bang whatever ones you want to, I imagine that I probably look a little like Animal from the Muppet's, arms flailing and drumsticks flying. I have to laugh at myself even now just thinking about it! I'm pretty sure I'm going to be wasting a lot of time working on my rocker skills in the near future.
In all seriousness, Rob and I had a great Christmas. We had talked about inviting friends over after the Christmas Eve service at church, but ultimately decided to spend a quiet evening at home, just the two of us.
It was a cozy little first Christmas in our first home! We cooked dinner together (Stromboli, Rob's favorite meal that I make) and sort of watched It's a Wonderful Life. Neither of us had ever seen it, and I'm still not sure that I can say that I have, but it was on in the background while we ate and talked and then traded one gift each. Then on Christmas morning, I attempted to make what was supposed to be sausage pinwheels. It ended up being more like a Sausage Yule Log, which was pretty good if I can say so myself. (I think I'll definitely try to make that one of our family traditions!) We read Luke 2 together over cups of cinnamon bun coffee, ate our log, and swapped gifts. Between the two of us, it looked like Santa really had come to a house of excited kiddos, what with all the boxes and wrapping paper strewn around. We left the mess, though, and drove across town to spend the day with Rob's family.It was a fun day with the Dixon clan. I really am blessed to have great in-laws. (Rob is too!) I, of course, entertained the crowd with my drumming, and Rob only had to excuse himself from the festivities for a little while to take the call on one water damage that came in. And I'm pretty sure I at as much in the last 24 hours as I have in the past 24 days; it was all soooo good! I'm back on the healthy wagon again today, though, and plan to keep my happy self right here for a while again- I've got to get myself into a bridesmaid dress in a couple of months (exactly six, come to think of it)!
I hope you had a holly, jolly Christmas and experienced the blessing of knowing Christ in a new way yesterday.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
And to all a good night
I'm not really sure why I feel like the only blog-worthy things in my life are the calamities I find myself in, but I do. I should do better. I could have written about my trip home for Thanksgiving to see my family (and trying to teach my 7-month-old nephew to crawl!) or creating lime green icing to decorate "truck cookies" to celebrate Rob's 2nd anniversary with Servpro or my Christmas-candy-making-marathon with my friend Rachel or singing my little heart out to try and become a SingStar in my cousin's living room. We have a real exciting life, I tell you. But I would like to share with you, instead, about Nashvegas Falls- discovered in my garage yesterday.
Now, you know that Rob (and I) own a Servpro franchise. One of their specialties is "Water Damage Restoration." Basically, this means that when people have a leak, or flood, that gets into their home, Rob's guys come to the rescue to clean up the water and make sure mold doesn't invade the place. I used to struggle with the idea that Rob's work thrives when others are experiencing personal disasters (I hate watching the weather and thinking, "ooh, there could be some frozen pipes tonight!"). Anyway, I expressed this internal battle the other day to a friend who is a pediatric oncologist. He reminded me that KIDS have to have CANCER for him to have a job. He wins; his job is much worse. I digress.
Yesterday night (the night before last night), Rob and I were all snuggled warm in our bed while visions of sugar plums and peppermint bark danced in my head... when I was rudely awaken by what sounded like someone filling a bathtub at the foot of our bed. "Rob- Babe- Get up-- WHAT IS THAT?" "Huh?" "Is that water? DID OUR HOT WATER HEATER JUST EXPLODE?!?" Remember- this was at around 5:15, and we weren't exactly awake. We both got up and fumbled around for our glasses and sweatshirts and shoes (our hot water heater is in the garage, where we knew it was cold) and made our way downstairs. What to our wondering eyes should appear? Nashvegas Falls! I guess it was really more like a bubbling spring, flowing forth from under our hot water tank. Either way, it was not beautiful or wondrous. It took us a few minutes to find the water shut-off valve, but I (ahem, WE) did and managed to stop the gushing before the water rose deep enough to wet the drywall and seep into our living room. Whew! I tried to get Rob to call into his own answering service and leave a message for his office manager that we needed a crew to come out and clean it all up, but it really wasn't that bad, and he didn't think she would be amused at 5:30. Probably not. In fact, Rob was so relieved that the water hadn't come into the house that he wanted to go back to bed and deal with it after the sun came up. He's the professional, so that's what we did!
After we got up again, we called our Home Shield warranty people, and the nice lady there sent Jerry over to fix our pipe. It turns out that the hot water heater was fully intact; the fitting on the pipe leading into the tank had come undone. Jerry pulled out his handy little blow torch and had us fixed up in less than 30 minutes. And we went to bed last night to the soothing sound of air movers in our garage. Ah, what an exciting life we lead.
One of my goals this Christmas has to not get stressed out by the "stuff" and focus on Jesus. I think I've been pretty successful too. We had one crazy weekend of four parties rolled into two days (but that was actually the first weekend of December) and it's been a fairly chilled out month. And here I am on Christmas Eve morning, sitting on my couch in my sweats with the presents all wrapped under my fantastically simple tree, catching up on my blog, with nothing on my "to-do" list for today except the Christmas Eve service at church tonight, which I'm really looking forward to. Oh, and the air movers in the garage. It's a peaceful morning. I think I might grab a fresh cup of coffee and my Bible, turn off "The View" and pop in Casting Crowns' Christmas CD, and sit & enjoy Jesus for a while, who came into this world as a baby for the sole purpose of giving us access to God Almighty. Come, Lord Jesus.
What a Holy Night. Peace to you.
Now, you know that Rob (and I) own a Servpro franchise. One of their specialties is "Water Damage Restoration." Basically, this means that when people have a leak, or flood, that gets into their home, Rob's guys come to the rescue to clean up the water and make sure mold doesn't invade the place. I used to struggle with the idea that Rob's work thrives when others are experiencing personal disasters (I hate watching the weather and thinking, "ooh, there could be some frozen pipes tonight!"). Anyway, I expressed this internal battle the other day to a friend who is a pediatric oncologist. He reminded me that KIDS have to have CANCER for him to have a job. He wins; his job is much worse. I digress.
Yesterday night (the night before last night), Rob and I were all snuggled warm in our bed while visions of sugar plums and peppermint bark danced in my head... when I was rudely awaken by what sounded like someone filling a bathtub at the foot of our bed. "Rob- Babe- Get up-- WHAT IS THAT?" "Huh?" "Is that water? DID OUR HOT WATER HEATER JUST EXPLODE?!?" Remember- this was at around 5:15, and we weren't exactly awake. We both got up and fumbled around for our glasses and sweatshirts and shoes (our hot water heater is in the garage, where we knew it was cold) and made our way downstairs. What to our wondering eyes should appear? Nashvegas Falls! I guess it was really more like a bubbling spring, flowing forth from under our hot water tank. Either way, it was not beautiful or wondrous. It took us a few minutes to find the water shut-off valve, but I (ahem, WE) did and managed to stop the gushing before the water rose deep enough to wet the drywall and seep into our living room. Whew! I tried to get Rob to call into his own answering service and leave a message for his office manager that we needed a crew to come out and clean it all up, but it really wasn't that bad, and he didn't think she would be amused at 5:30. Probably not. In fact, Rob was so relieved that the water hadn't come into the house that he wanted to go back to bed and deal with it after the sun came up. He's the professional, so that's what we did!
After we got up again, we called our Home Shield warranty people, and the nice lady there sent Jerry over to fix our pipe. It turns out that the hot water heater was fully intact; the fitting on the pipe leading into the tank had come undone. Jerry pulled out his handy little blow torch and had us fixed up in less than 30 minutes. And we went to bed last night to the soothing sound of air movers in our garage. Ah, what an exciting life we lead.
One of my goals this Christmas has to not get stressed out by the "stuff" and focus on Jesus. I think I've been pretty successful too. We had one crazy weekend of four parties rolled into two days (but that was actually the first weekend of December) and it's been a fairly chilled out month. And here I am on Christmas Eve morning, sitting on my couch in my sweats with the presents all wrapped under my fantastically simple tree, catching up on my blog, with nothing on my "to-do" list for today except the Christmas Eve service at church tonight, which I'm really looking forward to. Oh, and the air movers in the garage. It's a peaceful morning. I think I might grab a fresh cup of coffee and my Bible, turn off "The View" and pop in Casting Crowns' Christmas CD, and sit & enjoy Jesus for a while, who came into this world as a baby for the sole purpose of giving us access to God Almighty. Come, Lord Jesus.
What a Holy Night. Peace to you.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Today's lesson brought to you by Exxon
It's a little embarrassing, but I have a funny story... and the moral is?
THE GAS LIGHT ON MY DASHBOARD IS NOT JUST A SUGGESTION!
Yes, you know what's coming next...
I totally ran out of gas on my way to work yesterday morning. I've heard stories of other people doing that and thought, "Wow- how dumb can you get? You have a gauge AND a light to tell you when you need gas!" And now I have joined the ranks of the people I used to make fun of.
The light came on Tuesday on my way home from work. I thought that I might go to the grocery store that night, and thought, "That's perfect, I can get gas at Kroger." But then I skipped grocery shopping. The light came on again the next morning as soon as I started the car, and yes, I noticed it. I like to think of myself as optimistic though! I picked up my friend Tanya and we were on our way. Maybe God was trying to give me a little hint when we got on the interstate and traffic was backed all the way up to our on-ramp. There are no gas stations between our neighborhood and I-40, but I knew there were several at the next exit 3 miles ahead. I jokingly told Tanya, "If we have to sit in this traffic for too long, we might have to pull off and get gas." The cars kept moving, however, and I settled comfortably into the left lane and didn't think twice about getting gas before work.
(Admission of my own stubbornness- or stupidity-- We live 22 miles from work. The light came on Tuesday on our way home. I know full well that you generally have 25-30 miles to go once the light came on. What the heck was I thinking, that I could get all the way home AND all the way back downtown with that little orange light glaring at me?!?)
So anyway, we were cruising along, chatting away, when I started to feel the car slowing down. Did my foot slip off the pedal? I pressed down hard on the gas; no response. "Oh no," I thought. Trying hard not to panic, I began gently easing my way across the three lanes of traffic separating me from the next exit ramp. I've never ventured into this part of town at all, but it seemed like a good time to jump off the interstate and pray there was a gas station waiting for me at the bottom of the exit. There wasn't. By this time I had prayed a couple of times that we would get to work- fully knowing that I should take 10 minutes to get off and fill-up. I think God might have been laughing at me. He was definitely shaking His head. Again- I was only trying to be positive and put my faith to work! Back to the story... we managed to get off at the exit and coast to a stop at the bottom of the ramp. Poor Tanya's eyes were huge by this point, and I could tell in her mind she was screaming at me- "What are we going to do?!" Laughing at the predicament I had just gotten us into, I picked up my cell phone and called Rob. And then I called AAA. (I figured they could race to rescue us. Rob won.) About 25 minutes later, his truck came flying down the exit ramp. About 10 seconds after that, his brother's truck came flying down the ramp- Rob was worried that we were in a less than savory part of town and he called Ryan to come protect us until he could reach us with a gas can. I was still laughing and cutting up and trying to help Tanya relax. Rob wasn't laughing. I still don't think the situation was all that serious; and by lunchtime he was laughing at me too.
Talk about starting your day off on the wrong foot...
Talk about starting your day off on the wrong foot...
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Monday, Monday
What is it about Monday's? They're not any longer than the other days, and yet, I dread them every Sunday. It's been a good weekend though, and I guess I just don't want it to end. In fact, the past several weekends have been really good, and the next several are promising too. Two weeks ago, five of my former students from UAB came up for a weekend retreat; it's always good to catch up with friends and get deep in God's Word together. Last weekend, Rob's cousin Shannon came to Nashville 
for a fun girls' weekend; we went horseback riding and then shopped until we couldn't stand anymore! We just got back from Jackson a little while ago after a great weekend of friends, football, and baby showers. Next weekend Rob's brother is getting married, the next we'll be going to Atlanta to visit my sister... Just looking at my daytimer wears me out! None of our weekends have been, or will be, restful- not even a little bit- but totally worth it. For now, for this moment, Rob and I are back home early and are chilling on the couch watching a movie, and while not the most exciting event or memory of the month, it's definitely one of my favorites!
for a fun girls' weekend; we went horseback riding and then shopped until we couldn't stand anymore! We just got back from Jackson a little while ago after a great weekend of friends, football, and baby showers. Next weekend Rob's brother is getting married, the next we'll be going to Atlanta to visit my sister... Just looking at my daytimer wears me out! None of our weekends have been, or will be, restful- not even a little bit- but totally worth it. For now, for this moment, Rob and I are back home early and are chilling on the couch watching a movie, and while not the most exciting event or memory of the month, it's definitely one of my favorites!
I've heard several sermons, Bible studies, etc. lately on God's command to have "no other idols." It's so easy to think of this as one of the obvious "Big Ten", like don't steal or don't murder. And we let ourselves believe that this isn't a danger for us- we don't worship statues or relics. I think I'm guilty though. At different times, and for what seemed like a good reason at the time. I've let other things take first place in my life and in my heart. It's hard to hash it all out on paper, or the screen as it were, but I'm definitely in a season of refining. Even though it isn't exactly fun, and certainly not easy, I'm excited about what God is doing in my heart.
One more thing- Rob and I are trying to work it out to be able to take a trip back to the Czech Republic and Romania next year. There are still a lot of details that we need to figure out, so please pray with us that everything will be made clear soon!
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Race for the Cure
I love the Komen Race for the Cure! This was my second time participating- it's such a great cause, and everything is PINK! Seriously, it was a really fun, inspiring day with my co-workers Joan and Juliana. I loved seeing all of the breast cancer survivors out there walking, and I had a great conversation with one lady as we walked. I also loved seeing all of the creative team t-shirts... my favorite one had two baseballs strategically placed on the front and read "Save Second Base!" It's may be a little crude, and definitely not something I would wear, but I thought it was really funny!!Yay for face paint!
My Cheerleader
Thursday, October 02, 2008
At home with my honey
Rob and I are just hanging out at home tonight, and I love it! We've had the best week- I like it when we don't have much going on. Not long after my last post, Rob went to Houston to help with Hurricane Ike clean-up; he was gone for nearly two weeks. I did not handle that well. I love my husband, and I really like having him around. On the contrary, I hate it when he's not around. I was happy when he came home. Very happy!
While Rob was in Texas, I went home to Louisiana for a weekend. It was a lot of fun seeing my family. I got to spend time getting to know my future brother-in-law, Scott, a little better; we girls had a good time shopping for bridesmaids dresses; I got to chat with my granny over a cup of coffee before everyone else woke up; and we all had a blast watching my nephew, David (check out his blog!). My mom must have taken a hundred pictures that weekend, but none have surfaced yet! It's so neat watching him grow and change. The trip had been planned for a while, and turned out to be a wonderful distraction in the middle of Rob's trip.
God has been teaching me a lot lately. I've been meeting with a group of women going through Beth Moore's Stepping Up, and have also had some really good conversations with a couple of girlfriends recently. God has been refining my heart, which is often uncomfortable for a time, but always good. I'm thankful for friends who have challenged me and encouraged me. My times with the Lord have been really sweet thanks to all of these things. I hope I'll be able to expound on that soon, and put words to everything in my head and my heart.
Random change of subject (thinking "out loud")... I want to cook a roast in the crock pot tomorrow. I don't have time to cut up the vegetables & get it all ready in the morning, but I'm afraid that if I cut everything up tonight it will be brown by morning. How do I not have time to cook in a slow-cooker?
While Rob was in Texas, I went home to Louisiana for a weekend. It was a lot of fun seeing my family. I got to spend time getting to know my future brother-in-law, Scott, a little better; we girls had a good time shopping for bridesmaids dresses; I got to chat with my granny over a cup of coffee before everyone else woke up; and we all had a blast watching my nephew, David (check out his blog!). My mom must have taken a hundred pictures that weekend, but none have surfaced yet! It's so neat watching him grow and change. The trip had been planned for a while, and turned out to be a wonderful distraction in the middle of Rob's trip.
God has been teaching me a lot lately. I've been meeting with a group of women going through Beth Moore's Stepping Up, and have also had some really good conversations with a couple of girlfriends recently. God has been refining my heart, which is often uncomfortable for a time, but always good. I'm thankful for friends who have challenged me and encouraged me. My times with the Lord have been really sweet thanks to all of these things. I hope I'll be able to expound on that soon, and put words to everything in my head and my heart.
Random change of subject (thinking "out loud")... I want to cook a roast in the crock pot tomorrow. I don't have time to cut up the vegetables & get it all ready in the morning, but I'm afraid that if I cut everything up tonight it will be brown by morning. How do I not have time to cook in a slow-cooker?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Busy, Busy Girl
I've run out of excuses to offer for my most recent absence from the blog world. I'm just busy- and when life gets crazy, the blog slips on the priority list. What can I say?
I had a fantastic visit with my college roommate, Courtney, a couple of weeks ago. We lived together from 1999-2000 (until I graduated from LSU), and since I moved out we've only seen each other once or twice a year for a couple of hours at a time. It was so great to have a whole two days with her just hanging out. It was the ultimate girl weekend!
The very next weekend, my sweet husband took me on a 3-day cruise to celebrate our first wedding anniversary! We went to Nassau, Bahamas, and it was fabulous! It was so nice to get away from the busy-ness of our crazy life and just spend a couple of days focused on each other. I think my favorite part (more than Atlantis and the beach) was the long talk we had on the top deck of the boat every night. This was my first cruise. I've always loved the beach, because it reminds me of the hugeness and power of God. Being out in the middle of the ocean with nothing in sight but waves brings up those same thoughts. The water was pretty choppy and we had no shortage of ocean breezes (translate: crazy wind) thanks to Hurricane Hanna, but that didn't stop us from enjoying our trip.
I went back and read my blog post from September 1 last year- the morning of our wedding. I didn't know it was possible that I could be more in love with Rob than I was that day, and yet, I absolutely am! He makes me laugh, keeps me warm, and is a constant reminder that God loves me. I am so grateful that God chose to bless me with such an incredible man as Rob. I am the luckiest girl ever!
I had a fantastic visit with my college roommate, Courtney, a couple of weeks ago. We lived together from 1999-2000 (until I graduated from LSU), and since I moved out we've only seen each other once or twice a year for a couple of hours at a time. It was so great to have a whole two days with her just hanging out. It was the ultimate girl weekend!
The very next weekend, my sweet husband took me on a 3-day cruise to celebrate our first wedding anniversary! We went to Nassau, Bahamas, and it was fabulous! It was so nice to get away from the busy-ness of our crazy life and just spend a couple of days focused on each other. I think my favorite part (more than Atlantis and the beach) was the long talk we had on the top deck of the boat every night. This was my first cruise. I've always loved the beach, because it reminds me of the hugeness and power of God. Being out in the middle of the ocean with nothing in sight but waves brings up those same thoughts. The water was pretty choppy and we had no shortage of ocean breezes (translate: crazy wind) thanks to Hurricane Hanna, but that didn't stop us from enjoying our trip.
I went back and read my blog post from September 1 last year- the morning of our wedding. I didn't know it was possible that I could be more in love with Rob than I was that day, and yet, I absolutely am! He makes me laugh, keeps me warm, and is a constant reminder that God loves me. I am so grateful that God chose to bless me with such an incredible man as Rob. I am the luckiest girl ever!
Friday, August 15, 2008
So much to say...
I don't even know where to begin- we've had such a crazy summer, and I feel like there's a ton I should update about. The problem is, I feel like my life isn't all that exciting to anyone except me (and maybe my mom). Seriously, it's not interesting to other people who I've visited with, or what I've encountered at work. At least, I'm pretty sure it's not. So, instead of my usual "here's what I've been up to" post, here's a little questionnaire someone emailed to me this week...
3's About Me!
Three jobs I have had in my life:
1. Auto body shop receptionist
2. Behavior therapist for autistic kids
3. Coffee Master/ Barista
Three shows that I watch:
1. The Office
2. Friends reruns
3. The Amazing Race
Three places I have been:
1. Hvar, Croatia
2. Damascus, Syria
3. Lynchburg, Tennessee
Three People who email me:
1. Courtney
2. Rachel
3. Juliana
Three of my favorite foods:
1. Mexican anything
2. Peanut butter
3. Pancakes
Three places I'd rather be right now:
1. With my hubby
2. Asleep
3. The Beach
Three things I am looking forward to this year:
1. My first wedding anniversary (sept 1)
2. Seeing my nephew David again
3. Christmas with Rob in our first home
Pray for Rob. He left for Florida today to "scope out" Fay's damage; it was a long, rainy trip. Pray that they can make some big progress this weekend so that he can come home early next week. Fortunately, I'm not alone- my college roommate, Courtney, arrived tonight for a weekend visit (our first extended visit in 8 years!) As sad as I am that Rob is gone (really, I am. sincerely.), I'm very excited about the total-girl weekend ahead!
3's About Me!
Three jobs I have had in my life:
1. Auto body shop receptionist
2. Behavior therapist for autistic kids
3. Coffee Master/ Barista
Three shows that I watch:
1. The Office
2. Friends reruns
3. The Amazing Race
Three places I have been:
1. Hvar, Croatia
2. Damascus, Syria
3. Lynchburg, Tennessee
Three People who email me:
1. Courtney
2. Rachel
3. Juliana
Three of my favorite foods:
1. Mexican anything
2. Peanut butter
3. Pancakes
Three places I'd rather be right now:
1. With my hubby
2. Asleep
3. The Beach
Three things I am looking forward to this year:
1. My first wedding anniversary (sept 1)
2. Seeing my nephew David again
3. Christmas with Rob in our first home
Pray for Rob. He left for Florida today to "scope out" Fay's damage; it was a long, rainy trip. Pray that they can make some big progress this weekend so that he can come home early next week. Fortunately, I'm not alone- my college roommate, Courtney, arrived tonight for a weekend visit (our first extended visit in 8 years!) As sad as I am that Rob is gone (really, I am. sincerely.), I'm very excited about the total-girl weekend ahead!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Organized Chaos
Busy doesn't even begin to describe my life as of late. The "lazy, hazy days of summer" are racing past in one big blur! Here's your fair warning- this post will likely be as all over the place as I've been these past few weeks!
QUICK UPDATES: The lows and highs
- Rob was in Cedar Rapids for a week. I cried a lot and slept just a little. I was kind of pathetic really. It's a good thing he came home when he did.
- The tomato's are struggling. I think we're down to two that might survive to full-grown so we can eat them.
- Rob's brother, Stephen, proposed to his girlfriend, Joanna. We've got two siblings getting married in the next year, and we're thrilled for them. We are excited about both of our new in-laws!!
- We made a quick road trip to Louisiana for July 4th and my dad's birthday (can you say there's anything "quick" about 16 hours round trip?!) It was great to see family that we hadn't seen in a while! We ate, watched old home movies from when my dad was a kid, laughed, visited, waterskiied, and worked to see who could make David laugh the most. He is growing in size and cuteness daily! I wish it was easier to get home more often...
- We were home for less than 14 hours when we left again, bound for the national Servpro Convention in Denver. Rob learned a lot in workshops while I worked hard at relaxing. It was a good time to reconnect with old friends and build relationships with new people as well. Rob was given the Director's level Platinum award- the highest from his "class"! (I think I was a little more proud of him than he was- ok, a lot!) We also took a vacation day after the convention ended and went to Colorado Springs and Pikes Peak.
- We got our government stimulus check, and like good, law-abiding citizens, we went out and spent part of it the next day. We bought a Roomba (robotic vacuum), and I love it! I could write a whole post on our wonderful new cleaning robot, whom we affectionately named "Danny Tanner". I probably will. Did I mention that I LOVE Danny Tanner?
Work is going well, and like any job it has presented its own unique set of challenges. I've felt a little like Nehemiah lately. Or wanting to feel like him is probably a better way to say it. God wanted him to rebuild the wall around Jerusalem. Nehemiah didn't question God's instructions like Moses, or run from God like Jonah, he just trusted and set out with this HUGE, God-sized task in front of him. When I think about my project- getting 2 books translated into 50 languages by volunteer translators by December 31- I can't help but feel overwhelmed and question the reality of the possibility. I admit, I've had my doubts about whether or not it's going to be finished on time. But it's not up to me to question the Lord. So I'm reading Nehemiah's story, and trying to gain his strength and confidence. I'll let you know what I find out from him. And if I forget- ask me about it!!
QUICK UPDATES: The lows and highs
- Rob was in Cedar Rapids for a week. I cried a lot and slept just a little. I was kind of pathetic really. It's a good thing he came home when he did.
- The tomato's are struggling. I think we're down to two that might survive to full-grown so we can eat them.
- Rob's brother, Stephen, proposed to his girlfriend, Joanna. We've got two siblings getting married in the next year, and we're thrilled for them. We are excited about both of our new in-laws!!
- We made a quick road trip to Louisiana for July 4th and my dad's birthday (can you say there's anything "quick" about 16 hours round trip?!) It was great to see family that we hadn't seen in a while! We ate, watched old home movies from when my dad was a kid, laughed, visited, waterskiied, and worked to see who could make David laugh the most. He is growing in size and cuteness daily! I wish it was easier to get home more often...
- We were home for less than 14 hours when we left again, bound for the national Servpro Convention in Denver. Rob learned a lot in workshops while I worked hard at relaxing. It was a good time to reconnect with old friends and build relationships with new people as well. Rob was given the Director's level Platinum award- the highest from his "class"! (I think I was a little more proud of him than he was- ok, a lot!) We also took a vacation day after the convention ended and went to Colorado Springs and Pikes Peak.
- We got our government stimulus check, and like good, law-abiding citizens, we went out and spent part of it the next day. We bought a Roomba (robotic vacuum), and I love it! I could write a whole post on our wonderful new cleaning robot, whom we affectionately named "Danny Tanner". I probably will. Did I mention that I LOVE Danny Tanner?
Work is going well, and like any job it has presented its own unique set of challenges. I've felt a little like Nehemiah lately. Or wanting to feel like him is probably a better way to say it. God wanted him to rebuild the wall around Jerusalem. Nehemiah didn't question God's instructions like Moses, or run from God like Jonah, he just trusted and set out with this HUGE, God-sized task in front of him. When I think about my project- getting 2 books translated into 50 languages by volunteer translators by December 31- I can't help but feel overwhelmed and question the reality of the possibility. I admit, I've had my doubts about whether or not it's going to be finished on time. But it's not up to me to question the Lord. So I'm reading Nehemiah's story, and trying to gain his strength and confidence. I'll let you know what I find out from him. And if I forget- ask me about it!!
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