Thursday, June 23, 2011


This is gonna have to be short and sweet because I'm Russian.

Get it?  Russian? Rushing? Okay, I thought it was hilarious.

Still. I figured you'd rather have a short-n-sweet versus yet another day of NO BLOG, am I right? That's what I thought.

Life has been as ridiculous and crazy as you might have guessed, what with a wedding and funeral and two sets of families to spend lots of time with and oh yeah, jobs, and everything else life normally entails.

The wedding was beautiful. Since my camera was having an off day (and since I was part of the bridal party), I have pretty much zero pictures. I stole this picture from someone's facebook: Jake and Emily, husband and wife.

And I did manage to get a picture of Matt and I at the reception. This is my highly-anticipated Barbie Dress Debut. Enjoy.

It is by far the shortest, tightest, pinkest thing I have ever donned. And I am now auctioning it to the highest bidder.

Right, so the wedding was great. We rushed back to Athens on Sunday morning to attend the funeral on Sunday afternoon. Since then, we've spent our time like this: (please imagine a pie chart) Working-45% of day; Hanging out with Family- 40% of day; Sleeping/Being at our own house-15% of day. So don't worry, later on we'll chat about how tired I am.

First, let's catch up on the TWO WEEKS of Way Back When-sday I missed out on. I know, it's unacceptable. I'm sure you can figure out how to forgive me, though. I think I have excused absences.

This first picture is one I featured in the slideshow I made for Jake & Emily's rehearsal dinner. This picture makes me smile so much:
It's one of my pet peeves when people refer to their male babies (ESPECIALLY in utero...) as their "little man." Don't know why, that's always just irked me to no end. Maybe it's because "your man" is supposed to be your husband or boyfriend...and I just don't think of babies as being "my man," little or not. Anyway. All that to say: in this picture, Jake is truly proving that at this point in his life, he was a Little Man. So cute. And I love how I'm laughing at him. And wearing a bow tie. ????

And on a completely unrelated note, here's one of the newly-discovered pictures from Matt and I's rehearsal dinner:

I like this picture because we are happy and we're eating. And I have cute hair, even though you can't really tell here.

Okay, so like I mentioned earlier: I. AM. EXHAUSTED. Like SERIOUSLY. How tired are you?, you ask. SO TIRED that I have joined the elite club (comprised mostly of men in their late 50s and older) of people who fall asleep IMMEDIATELY upon sitting down. Sitting on a couch? Asleep. Sitting at the dinner table? Asleep. Sitting in the car? Asleep, unless I'm driving, in which case I'm about 30% awake. How tired are you?, you ask. SO TIRED that for the last week, pretty much everyone who has seen me has commented you look so tired!..despite the fact that I still manage to get dressed, apply make-up, and all that every day. Awesome. How tired are you?, you ask. SO TIRED that despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, I actually took a pregnancy test the other day because I was convinced there was no other logical reason for how tired I am. It was negative, so obviously there is some other reason. I am going to diagnose myself with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and call it a year. Short term disability payments, please start coming my way immediately. Thanks.

OK. I think I've covered almost everything pertinent. Wedding. Way Back Wednesday. Funeral...well, didn't really go into that, but it was really beautiful. It has been such a blessing to have so much family time and I hate that it's for such a sad reason...but I still cherish this time. It's worth being tired for.

Unrelated notes: We have started cleaning out Tom's parents' house, which will have to eventually be sold. Last night I scored about 300 house plants, none of which I can identify, and all of which I will probably kill ('s just my track record). I would like to know if there is an app that identifies plants for you (like if I take a picture) and tells you how to care for them. If so, can someone with a smart phone please come over and help me with that. Thanks. I also got a sewing machine. Since I do not know how to sew, this should be a really special experience for whoever (Catherine) gets to teach me how. I think that this will take my Craftiness to the next level. What should my first project be? Lastly, I have not been to the gym in over a week. I just feel guilty and now that I have confessed, maybe I will feel less guilty. Thanks.

With that, I must go rush off to the next thing. No rest for the weary, I tell you.


  1. I just looked through my iPhone apps and I found one called Houseplants 411. It looks does not have the photo taking feature, but it has pictures of the plants and how to care for them. You can also set up reminders for care...feeding etc! I wish I had plants, but I also have a horrible track record...good luck with your new and many additions!

  2. The summer before I went to college, I was out at dinner with a bunch of friends and one of them knew the waitress. She sat down and was talking to us and I mentioned I was going to college in the next couple days.

    "Are you Russian?" she asked me.
    "NO, I'm American!" I said.
    "No," she said, "Are you rushin' a sorority?"

    LOLOLOLOL. I felt sooooo stupid. I was like no I am not Russian nor rushin.

  3. Oops, I hope I haven't called Davis my "little man" on the blog or fb, because I know I have in person! But never in utero, I promise.

  4. Yes, unfortunately I, too have used/use the phrase "little man"- I REALLY hope your first is a girl so I don't accidentally make this mistake in front of you! (And by "in front of you," I mean on the internet... at least until we finally meet, that is!)

  5. Umm you look GREAT! Barbie has nothing on you in those heels.

  6. I can teach you some sewing tips! I think you'll be great at it. And you definitely look hotter than Barbie!

  7. I don't think I say Little Man about my own sons. Maybe about other male children though. Usually when little ones are dressed up in fancy church clothes (or a wedding or something.) I probably tripped out your google analytics because I was hoping to see how I could pray for you this week, other than the blanket prayer I've been saying. Thanks for giving me some ideas!


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