You know, all this rain here in Texas puts a whole new spin on the song by Casting Crowns, "Praise You In The Storm!"
Lord, I'm trying to praise you I promise. It's just that 30+ days of constant rain makes it hard especially when it is summer! Oh and Lord, if I can be so bold please hold out on the rain long enough for me to watch some Rangers at the ballpark this Saturday. I've got me some memories I need to make this weekend in honor of my great grandmother. But thanks for the rain this afternoon, it was the best background music for a great two hour nap. As it was the day before and the day before that and that day two weeks ago. I guess you knew I needed some good quality rest the last 2 months!
In Jesus Name AMEN!
Showing posts with label Summer of 2007. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer of 2007. Show all posts
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
A Rainy Day at Deer Run!
We spent the night in Sulphur Spring so we could go to camp on Saturday night and Sunday morning. It was the best idea I ever had! Why I did not think of this sooner is beyond me!! The night before we left I was so giddy, I couldn't wait to see Hayley at camp, to see old friends and to see my in-laws reaction to the camp grounds.
Here is Hayley and her camp BFF Mary Clarie. God could not of hand picked a better cabin buddy for these two people. Both highly intelligent, both home schooled and both close to the same age. Emma the counselor says they are joined at the hip. I am so thankful that she has a good camp friend. Since Don, her Dad is the Camp Director there will be many more years of them camping together. This was an answer to my prayers! Plus Mary Claire told me and her mom Jane that "Hayley is her best friend at Camp!"
Here Hayley is telling Nanny and Poppy a ghost story. For the Deer Runners out there, it's the story about Babe the camp dog and licking the girls hand. "People can lick hands too!" You can tell by their faces they were very into this story. One day she will be on staff telling others her version of this story, she is a great story teller if I do say so myself.
Krisann, I was her first counselor. She has been Hayley's Co-Counselor two years in a row. She is so sweet and I love having this time to catch up with her.
Killi Kaper skit..."Danny Tanner!" Doesn't she look hilarious!
The following pictures will make Cousin Clint and Clay very proud. She is going to try to become a Cardinal or Bishop or whatever it is called. I never really cared too much back in the day but I was very impressed that she almost had it down. She corrected me a few times. She totally cracks me up! She was just as serious as Clint and Clay always were.
Paige! Look who was in Hayley's cabin...Skylar (Michelle's Memory). They were so excited to realize that they were "almost cousins" I took this picture before I realized who I was taking a picture of. While flipping back through my pictures later that night, I looked more closely and realized it was little Skylar all grown up! Plus Gay helped trigger my memory as well. Thanks Gay for helping me out! Another reason why we cousins need to get together more often! She looks just like Lauren to me here.
This is what it did all day Sunday....rained!
So much so that the water was almost to the bridge behind the ball fields and Scarecrow was able to go tubing down the river!
And camp is never complete without a hug and a good chat from Cousin Gay. It was so good catching up with you Gay! I love you dearly! Oh and thank you for washing my clothes all those times growing up at Deer Run. While I was washing Hayley's clothes Sunday morning, I smiled realizing we had officially come full circle.
I love you Hayley Bayley and can't wait to see you when you get back. I am so glad to see sweet smiles on your face! And no worries about not liking the slip and slide, like i told you before, I hated that day! Especially when I walked away each time with a jumbo bruise! You are the cutest little camper ever!!!
Monday, June 11, 2007
Writing this Post with Wet Carpet under My FEET!
First off, I had grand plans of telling you all about my time with Elvis on Friday night. The Botanical Gardens hosts a Concert in The Park series each summer and this year they had an Elvis impersonator. Jeff, my mom, Sam and myself rented a table and picnicked in the park and listened to good ole Elvis music surrounded by beautiful trees and flowers. It was so much fun! "Elvis" did a great job-he sounded just like the real deal and could move almost as good as the real Elvis. Let me throw you a few pictures to view and tell you about the other exciting things happening at our place today. Since this seems to be the biggest problem right now.
I am going to get my mom to blog her version of the story since it really happened to her. But here it is from my point of view since she is resting in my bed as I type this. (Update to add: Click here for Mom's version of the story)
Last night Jeff and I were cooking out with his parents when we received a phone call from Mom with the sounds of rushing water in the background. Why was there rushing water in the background you say? Because she had a water leak-bigger than ole Faithful from the apartment upstairs. She called the apartment complex at 8:30 to report this, no reply from them came until 2 1/2 hours later! She called 911 and got more sympathy from the dispatcher than she did from our own apartment complex answering service. Finally when maintenance man strolls in at 10:15 pm he says "Oh your pipe broke from your hose on the washing machine." He turns it off-calls the carpet people and he leaves. It gets better.
During this time, Jeff and I are trying to figure out do we leave or do we stay? We had yet to eat and I was STARVING! All I wanted was to sit down and eat. Jeff was the "grill master" he said it would be finished soon so we can eat and get over there. We were in no rush b/c what could we have done at this point? Especially when we thought it was coming from upstairs and not my mom's washing machine. He kept having me call my mom to check the status. Come to find out she is getting no where with our apartment complex. We are getting upset for her but not really too upset...yet. Mom later calls, "The water is at your apartment now too!" She is on the verge of tears because she is just watching all of her stuff get ruined and with no assistance from the apartment complex. I kept telling Jeff that we needed to hurry because mom was really needing our help. Once Jeff heard how bad it really was, he got on the phone with apartment complex messaging service. Now for those of you who know Jeff, you will understand when I say he was fired up after this phone call with the not too bright answering service personnel. Jeff used to work for a law office and was half way through law school when he realized this was not for him. But he is very, very good at heated conversations from his time in law school and his many years working for this law office. Friends and family are always asking him to write a letter because his verbal litigation skills are fantastic! This is why I hate to get into an argument with him. He was all ready to write a few letters last night, let me tell you.
So to make a long, not too funny story shorter we got home at 10:30 pm the same time the carpet people came. They stayed until 2:30 am getting mom's apartment cleaned and cleaning our closet, bathroom and hallway. The carpet people were AMAZING! A real trooper. We all laughed and shuffled furniture here and there. They did not complain once and trust me it was horrible so they would not of hurt our feelings if they did. Mom is staying with us, Jeff went to his parents last night and today we are washing wet clothes and towels, drying out carpets, I am trying to work a little and we are trying to rest. There really isn't much more that we can do.
The good news is that our furniture is still in tact since we do not have renter's insurance! I know, I know it is one of those things Jeff has put off for oh say, 5 years now. But my mom does have renter's insurance and her furniture did not fare as well. We are working today on getting a list of the damages together to give to them in a few weeks. The bad news is her apartment will be "under construction" for 2 weeks. The good new is Jeff works nights so she can stay with me if she wants. The funny part to all of this...she has been telling me for weeks how she just wished she could move her big furniture and dust her whole apartment. She has also been saying how she would like for the apartment to give her new carpet and paint the walls. So Mom, if you ask you shall receive along with 100 gallon plus water wash down!
Stay tuned she will post pictures on her blog later!
I am going to get my mom to blog her version of the story since it really happened to her. But here it is from my point of view since she is resting in my bed as I type this. (Update to add: Click here for Mom's version of the story)
Last night Jeff and I were cooking out with his parents when we received a phone call from Mom with the sounds of rushing water in the background. Why was there rushing water in the background you say? Because she had a water leak-bigger than ole Faithful from the apartment upstairs. She called the apartment complex at 8:30 to report this, no reply from them came until 2 1/2 hours later! She called 911 and got more sympathy from the dispatcher than she did from our own apartment complex answering service. Finally when maintenance man strolls in at 10:15 pm he says "Oh your pipe broke from your hose on the washing machine." He turns it off-calls the carpet people and he leaves. It gets better.
During this time, Jeff and I are trying to figure out do we leave or do we stay? We had yet to eat and I was STARVING! All I wanted was to sit down and eat. Jeff was the "grill master" he said it would be finished soon so we can eat and get over there. We were in no rush b/c what could we have done at this point? Especially when we thought it was coming from upstairs and not my mom's washing machine. He kept having me call my mom to check the status. Come to find out she is getting no where with our apartment complex. We are getting upset for her but not really too upset...yet. Mom later calls, "The water is at your apartment now too!" She is on the verge of tears because she is just watching all of her stuff get ruined and with no assistance from the apartment complex. I kept telling Jeff that we needed to hurry because mom was really needing our help. Once Jeff heard how bad it really was, he got on the phone with apartment complex messaging service. Now for those of you who know Jeff, you will understand when I say he was fired up after this phone call with the not too bright answering service personnel. Jeff used to work for a law office and was half way through law school when he realized this was not for him. But he is very, very good at heated conversations from his time in law school and his many years working for this law office. Friends and family are always asking him to write a letter because his verbal litigation skills are fantastic! This is why I hate to get into an argument with him. He was all ready to write a few letters last night, let me tell you.
So to make a long, not too funny story shorter we got home at 10:30 pm the same time the carpet people came. They stayed until 2:30 am getting mom's apartment cleaned and cleaning our closet, bathroom and hallway. The carpet people were AMAZING! A real trooper. We all laughed and shuffled furniture here and there. They did not complain once and trust me it was horrible so they would not of hurt our feelings if they did. Mom is staying with us, Jeff went to his parents last night and today we are washing wet clothes and towels, drying out carpets, I am trying to work a little and we are trying to rest. There really isn't much more that we can do.
The good news is that our furniture is still in tact since we do not have renter's insurance! I know, I know it is one of those things Jeff has put off for oh say, 5 years now. But my mom does have renter's insurance and her furniture did not fare as well. We are working today on getting a list of the damages together to give to them in a few weeks. The bad news is her apartment will be "under construction" for 2 weeks. The good new is Jeff works nights so she can stay with me if she wants. The funny part to all of this...she has been telling me for weeks how she just wished she could move her big furniture and dust her whole apartment. She has also been saying how she would like for the apartment to give her new carpet and paint the walls. So Mom, if you ask you shall receive along with 100 gallon plus water wash down!
Stay tuned she will post pictures on her blog later!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
My Life As a Tennis Pro
It's been my goal this summer to try new and challenging things. Who knew that I would end up being a "pro" at tennis! I have skills, y'all! Okay so that is a TOTAL exaggeration! TOTALLY PARSE!
To say I suck would be a better term. (sorry for the harsh language just speaking the truth in love) At least I am having fun that's all I can say! I am having fun and I am stretching myself that is for sure.
So let me give you a run down of last night....
1. I hit the ball way over the fence almost every time. And after hitting the ball way over the fence I would yell very loudly "HOME RUN!" and did the tennis pose you often see after they make a great hit. You know something like this...
2. The Tennis Instructor helped me get my form just right. So the next time it was my turn to practice, he started yelling "FORE!" or "WATCH OUT" to the court next to us since that is where the balls were now landing. I guess I went a little too far to the left. It gets better...
3. Tennis Instructors name is Bobby and if you have ever seen the show "Being Bobby Brown" on Bravo than you can probably hear the way I started to say his name. Whitney used to call Bobby really fast and southern girl like or maybe it was more valley girl like, "Bob-aye!" Then she would add his last name and yell Bobby BROWN! SO it sounded like this..."Bob-aye Bah-ROOOWN!" So anytime I needed to ask Bobby a question I said his name like Whitney, "Bob-aye! Bob-aye!" One of the ladies in my class said, "Oh that's funny you are calling him like Whitney calls her Bobby." So by the end of the night, we all were calling him BOB-AYE!
4. Later in the evening, BOB-AYE asked us to grab a ball and line up and while saying this he lightly tapped a ball and it came flying up to greet him in a very graceful sort of way. Well, I thought to myself, "I can do this." And proceeded to imitate what he just did. Well I didn't get the same result. The ball came flying up and smacked me in the face. At this point, the whole class dies laughing. (I can barely type, I am still laughing at myself.) Bob-AYE was turned around and did not see me so when he heard the class die laughing he says "What did you do?!?!"
"Oh I almost knocked myself out from imitating your move you just did."
He started to laugh and said "You are the most animated student I have ever had!"
(that is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth!)
So am I learning anything about tennis? Yes, I am learning that I need to practice more.
But am I having fun? Yes, I am having a blast! Even if the whole class is laughing- I promise they are laughing with me and not at me!
Oh and the good news is, I am the same skill level as all the others-we really are a talented bunch...really! And...all of us are women (except for one who is being a moral support to his wife) so we are having lots of girl bonding on that court! We may put Bob-aye in an early grave (he is only 35) before the summer is done!
To say I suck would be a better term. (sorry for the harsh language just speaking the truth in love) At least I am having fun that's all I can say! I am having fun and I am stretching myself that is for sure.
So let me give you a run down of last night....
1. I hit the ball way over the fence almost every time. And after hitting the ball way over the fence I would yell very loudly "HOME RUN!" and did the tennis pose you often see after they make a great hit. You know something like this...
2. The Tennis Instructor helped me get my form just right. So the next time it was my turn to practice, he started yelling "FORE!" or "WATCH OUT" to the court next to us since that is where the balls were now landing. I guess I went a little too far to the left. It gets better...
3. Tennis Instructors name is Bobby and if you have ever seen the show "Being Bobby Brown" on Bravo than you can probably hear the way I started to say his name. Whitney used to call Bobby really fast and southern girl like or maybe it was more valley girl like, "Bob-aye!" Then she would add his last name and yell Bobby BROWN! SO it sounded like this..."Bob-aye Bah-ROOOWN!" So anytime I needed to ask Bobby a question I said his name like Whitney, "Bob-aye! Bob-aye!" One of the ladies in my class said, "Oh that's funny you are calling him like Whitney calls her Bobby." So by the end of the night, we all were calling him BOB-AYE!
4. Later in the evening, BOB-AYE asked us to grab a ball and line up and while saying this he lightly tapped a ball and it came flying up to greet him in a very graceful sort of way. Well, I thought to myself, "I can do this." And proceeded to imitate what he just did. Well I didn't get the same result. The ball came flying up and smacked me in the face. At this point, the whole class dies laughing. (I can barely type, I am still laughing at myself.) Bob-AYE was turned around and did not see me so when he heard the class die laughing he says "What did you do?!?!"
"Oh I almost knocked myself out from imitating your move you just did."
He started to laugh and said "You are the most animated student I have ever had!"
(that is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth!)
So am I learning anything about tennis? Yes, I am learning that I need to practice more.
But am I having fun? Yes, I am having a blast! Even if the whole class is laughing- I promise they are laughing with me and not at me!
Oh and the good news is, I am the same skill level as all the others-we really are a talented bunch...really! And...all of us are women (except for one who is being a moral support to his wife) so we are having lots of girl bonding on that court! We may put Bob-aye in an early grave (he is only 35) before the summer is done!
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