Busted.

Today is shaping up to be a rough one.  Yes, it's Friday.  Yes, I get to leave at noon.  In fact, it's even my 30th birthday.  But 30 isn't shaping up to be so fabulous (pun intended).

The zipper on my favorite jeans busted today.  Not just like kinda came a little bit apart.  But straight up tore the teeth off the zipper and my pants are now gaping open.  At work.  And I still have thirty minutes left to sit at my desk trying to hide.  With a huge happy birthday balloon that makes hiding, well, let's just say a little bit tricky.  I'm going to spend the next twenty minutes convincing myself that my jeans that are six years old if I'm being honest are worn out.  NOT too small.  But....  it might be pointless.  I think I've lost the last shred of my youth!  Happy friggin 30th, huh?

Hope you are having a better day than me -- enjoy the weather this weekend if you're in Dallas!

Happy Anniversary to US!

Wow... anniversaries are becoming so weird to me!  It's like, on one hand, I can't believe that it's already been two years since I married my best friend and confident, my rock.  Seriously, two years?  Our vows still seem so fresh, our honeymoon still so vivid (errr maybe a little blurry if I'm being honest -- we did spend an awful lot of time at the swim up bar!).  But you know what I mean, I can't believe how fast time is flying!  And then, in the very next instant, I can't really remember what it was like before we were married.  Of course I can remember, but maybe just not imagine going back there?  I don't know what it is!

I guess all this is just my public proclomation of how lucky I am.  I am so lucky to have found the ying to my yang.  Literally, I didn't know it was possible for someone to so perfectly fit me.  One second, he's balancing out my quirks, then the next we are totally in sync and somehow both ways, it just works for us.  Of course, it hasn't been all smooth sailing for these first two years, but he's kept me grounded in what's important, laughing at it all, and most of all, knowing how very, very much I am loved.

Kels, I love you more and more with every up and down we have.  Together, it's all about the ride -- we'll get wherever it is we're going.  I can't wait to see what the future holds but know that I'm buckling my seatbelt, scrambling for the "oh sh!^ handle" and ready for the ride.  Love you!

So, with that... I'll leave you with this little flashback on our big day two years ago:  http://www.images.bludoorstudios.com/candkwedding/

Return to Aggieland

I'm so excited to be heading to College Station this weekend, home of the Fightin Texas Aggies!

It's been a while since I've been back.... no wait, it's only been a year since I've been back but last time I was there was only one night and I was on campus for work the entire time.  Boo for making the trip and not hitting any of my old favorites (people or places!).  Good news is....it'll be completely different this time!

This trip is in honor of my sweet friend Hayley's baby shower.  She's welcoming baby Laynie to her already busy family of four.  She's such a trooper, being eight months pregnant and still staying so busy with her other girls!  I haven't seen Hayley in forever and staying with her is going to be so much fun.  Did I mention she lives on a farm?  Like a real farm with chickens and pigs and miniature ponies!  Can't wait to see the Funny Farm! 

Plus, making the trip even sweeter is the fact that my friend Pam is going also.  Not only will that mean having someone to talk to on the drive down and back, but I don't get to see much of Pam even though she lives in Dallas...So, that's even more fun to get a two for the price of one, if-ya-will!

Here's some things I want to do while in B/CS  (Bryan/ College Station for all you non-Ags out there....)

1.  Lots of girl time and gossip

2.  A little bit of junk food...or a lot...depending...but either way, not so good FOR you can still be sooo good 

3.  Manis and Pedis

4.  Dig through all the baby loot after the shower and help Hayley to get ready for baby Laynie

Now, if I can just remember to take some pictures of this fabulous girls weekend so I can quit posting pictures from Google Images and show you the real deal!  Honestly, don't hold your breath.  But I'll give it a shot!

Oh, and of course I know it's only Wednesday.  But I'm excited people!!!  And, given recent blogging history I doubt I post again before the weekend so there ya have it!  I'll go ahead and wish you all (all two of you) a happy weekend!

This is my confession...

 

So, the people linking up to this Friday Confessional have some great ones!  And since I just figured out how to play along and link up to the button.... This is my confession...

 

I CONFESS... Whenever I hear Boys II Men, I will always think of my husband and I screaming singing  in the car while driving around when we first started dating.  And it wasn't in the nineties.  We just happen to like music from our middle school years.  And we used to have a "dance party"...in his garage...just the two of us...after we'd been out drinking.  This part did not include Boys II Men, but man, I wish there was a hidden camera to remind us of our crazier days!  Now, that's a dorky confession, right?

 

I CONFESS... I need to do laundry so bad that I am wearing one tan sock and one black sock -- the last two socks left were mismatched.  So I planned my outfit around my boots that would hide my sock faux pas.

 

I CONFESS... I shop online.  A lot.  But I always delete my cart before paying.  Something like window shopping but a heck of a lot more convenient from my desk at work!

 

I CONFESS... we aren't doing Valentine's gifts.  We decided to buy a treadmill instead.  Oh, and go out to dinner.  Something about the goal behind the treadmill and the fattening dinner planned are clashing.  But it fits us so perfectly!

 

I CONFESS... that I don't blog as often as I'd like.  I sometimes wonder how much to reveal on "the internets".  But then I'm like, is anyone even out there?!?!  Which, either way, makes me think "why bother?"  So bear with me.... I'm working it out!

 

 

Have a happy weekend!

Buttoning up to another blogger?

So, I'm not really sure how to link up with other people, but I found a hilarious idea.  After reading the people that linked up to this, I've decided I just have to join in.  But I don't know how to link to their "button".  Any suggestions out there?  Help the newbie!

Weekend Get-Away?

 I desperately want to take a trip for my 30th bday/ 2nd anniversary in March.  For one, I don't want to confront that birthday head on.  But two, it would be so great to get out of our loatheful house and enjoy a weekend!  Here's a couple ideas - what's your vote?

NYC

New Orleans ("N'awlins")

Let me go ahead and state for the weekend that while I've physcially been to each of these, I haven't vacationed in any of them!  I'd love to visit them all, but, ya know, with this whole "job thing" we do, we need to just pick one.  What do you suggest?  Keep in mind, that I don't want to just have a debaucherous time.  Ok, that will be part of it, but I really want to go somewhere and see the city!!!  Please, leave me some input!



Long Time No Blog...

Seriously, long time no blog to the point that I forgot my blogger password.  So, I'm back up and running and just needed a place to vent.  Not really expecting people to read this, but I am hoping it will make me feel better.  But, just a fair warning, if you're an animal lover like me, you may just want to move on and not read this.  Sad times at our household the past couple weeks because of this little guy's struggle:

We had to say goodbye to our little Riley yesterday.  After a month of him fighting whatever was destroying his body, we decided that he wasn't going to get better and it wasn't fair as pet owners to make him keep fighting.  So, we made our final trip to the vet yesterday.  And I thought I was going to throw up right there in the exam room.  I just couldn't take it.  So, my amazing husband stayed with him while I went to the car to bawl my eyes out.  Nine years is a long time to have such a loyal partner in crime and it hurts like heck to lose him.  But, in an attempt to remind myself to focus instead on what a cool little guy he was, here's a list of my favorite things about my Ry:
1.  He always met me at the door and was insanely excited to see me.
2.  He slept on my pillow like ear muffs for me and drowned out my husband's crazy snoring.
3.  He could do the dog-dog.  What?!??!  You don't know what the dog-dog is?  He would stand on his hind legs and pump his front ones in a dance I like to call the dog-dog. I have video and  I'll post it if I can find it without having to look through a bunch of videos (not quite ready for too much of that yet)
4.  He cocked his head to the left and right whenever I talked.  He was so attentive!
5.  His skills running on wood floors would put hockey players to shame!  Okay, maybe not that good, but it provided hours of entertainment.  He could run and take corners like nobody's business... until he would inevitably crash into the wall, shake it off and come sit down by me.
6.  His love of food.  I mean, seriously.  Have you ever seen a dog that would get so excited about his food that he couldn't keep it contained?  Literally.  He actually pooped one time while eating he was so excited.  Gross, yes.  Hilarious, absolutely.
7.  He always wanted to look pretty.  If I told him it was bath time, not so much fun, but he'd go along with it.  When it came time to blow dry his hair though, now that he loved!  He would just sit still and let me brush and dry him as long as I wanted.  So handsome!
8.  He once won the Pet Halloween Costume contest at Post Oak Mall in College Station.  The local news was there and wanted to cover it (ya know, big time small town news) and I was too embarrassed... so I got a little girl to hold him and talk to the reporter.  Riley wasn't embarrassed, he strutted his stuff proud and was such a cute little cowboy!
9.  He was so adaptable.  My poor dog has moved all over the place and made each rental house a home.  He was part of our little family and his presence alone really did give some semblance of "roots".
10.  Riley was absolutely the best little dog I could have hoped for.  He literally never wanted to leave my side.  But somehow, even though he was a bit of a mama's boy, he won over the hearts of my friends and family as well.  He will no doubt be missed by many but the impact Riley had on his mama's heart is something that I will carry with me forever.  Love you little guy!