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Friday, December 31, 2010

Golden Anniversary

Today marks a special day for my family. 50 years ago today, on December 21, 1960 my Papa & Nana were married.


In this day & age, that is a huge accomplishment. Reaching 50 years of marriage is a big thing that deserves celebrating, and we are doing just that! We are hosting them a 50th Anniversary party today & I hope they both enjoy it!


My Papa & Nana are pretty much my two favorite people on this earth (besides Nathan, of course!)...and I wish them many more years of happiness!!




Sunday, December 26, 2010

Christmas 2010

Is it just me or is the day after Christmas sort of depressing? I mean, all the hoopla is over, you take the tree down, and life goes back to normal. Christmas really is my favorite time of the year and I always get a little sad when it comes and goes.

However, I did have a wonderful Christmas. I got lots of great gifts...Eclipse, Eat. Pray. Love, my Nikon D3000, Holiday Barbie, Vera Bradley Planner, Vera Bradley Ornament, books, Ice Cubes Chocolates and on and on. I'm a lucky girl with family that spoils her.

Hannah looking at what Santa left. She got a Pillow Pet & a Nintendo DSI. It's pretty awesome.

The first picture taken with my new camera. I'm in love with it already! 

My aunt Debbie, Holly, & Hannah playing with Holly's new iPod touch.  

My uncle Bubba who marks a striking resemblance to Kid Rock. Seriously, take a good look at him. 

After we celebrated Christmas at my Nana's all morning and afternoon long, Nate & I mosied our way on up to his Dad's & Step-Mom's house.

Nate's little sister, Gracee. She is such a stinker, this is her "mean" face.  

This picture makes my heart melt. Nate and I have pretty much decided that we don't want children, but if it were to accidently happen I know he'd be a good daddy. 

I hope you all enjoyed your Christmas as much as I did mine!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

"My Favorite Dog...

Honestly, I don't know how to start this post and I'm going to give you a forewarning that it is long and has picture overload, but for good reason.

On Thursday, my sweet, sweet baby Brody passed from this earth.
It still doesn't feel real...I can hear in my head his little "click, click, click" coming down the hall, his whining to get in the bed or sit in my lap, his scratching at the door, him coming in my room after work to lay in the sun.

I feel as though I've lost a part of my family...because he was. The house is just so empty without him and if you hadn't known a dog lived here before, you definitely wouldn't know now. My mama had everything of his picked up and put away before I got home from work on Thursday. I don't think she could handle seeing his things after what happened.

Around Thursday around lunch, my mama and Hannah went out to practice softball since Hannah had a ballgame later that night. Mama let Brody out with them since he loved being outside. Hannah was hitting and when she hit the ball it hit Brody on the head, knocking him unconscious instantly. Mama proceeded to rush him to the vet, because she knew he wouldn't live, to put him down. He died in her arms before they got there. My mama cried the entire day Thursday and cried herself to sleep that night. I would give anything for her to have not gone through that...I mean, Brody died in her arms. Hannah feels such guilt, for which she shouldn't, because it was a freak accident. She couldn't help it. I don't want her to feel this guilt.

I wasn't going to come home Thursday since Hannah had a game later. I was just going to hang around town with Nathan til it was time for the game. Around 10:30 Nathan called me at work and said that he had to go to his dads house and that I just needed to go on home since he would have to be up there before I got off work and all. He knew the entire time that Brody was gone and was telling me all that at my mama's request. She wanted to be the one who told me. When I got home, Mama was downstairs and I knew she'd been crying. She looked at me and said, "I've got something to tell you." I didn't know what had been going on, so I kept asking, "What." She pointed to where Brody's crate had been and it was gone. I knew instantly what had happened. I broke down. I had just petted him bye before I left for work that morning, how could he be gone? He hadn't been buried yet...he was still in the house, I wanted to go see him one last time before he was buried, but I couldn't do it. I wanted to keep my last memory of him while he was still himself.

This post is a memoriam to him, he was after all a part of my family...and I miss him dearly. I didn't get to spend half of the time I wanted to with him, but everything happens for a reason and it was his time to go...and after all, "All Dogs go to Heaven." So to Brody, Mama loves you very much and misses you.
A week or two after I got him...look at those black tips in his hair. He was a cutie.

Brody and his beloved penguin, he "loved" that thing if you catch my drift.

After he got groomed one summer...he loved to perch up on the back door's window sill and look outside.

Rotten as ever...I don't think he ever realized he was a dog.

My favorite picture of him, ever. He just looked so content.

The following pictures are the last pictures ever taken of him...these were made a week or two before his passing.
Hannah took this picture. If you can't tell she was all up in his personal area...it's still a cute picture though.

4th of July. He hated fireworks, he jumped every time one went off.

The morning of my birthday. Before Nate & I left for Pancake Pantry I snapped this picture because he was literally smooshed in between my mama and Hannah. That was his favorite place to sleep.

This is the last picture of him I ever took. It was taken on Monday afternoon in my room where the sun was shining in. He's buried in this shirt, but I kept his collar.

I know some of you may be thinking I'm crazy because of this long post about my dog. I'm not crazy...I miss him.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Graduation Recap

*Note - I had this post all written out and ready to post and then for some reason blogger deleted everything in the post...talk about being ticked off, but anyways...

As most of you already know, I graduated two weeks ago from college. I now am now an alumni of Tennessee Technological University with a Bachelor of Science in Business Administration with a major in Finance. It feels so weird to say that I'm now an alumni, it just doesn't feel real. These past four years flew by at lightning speed. I wish I would've took it all in a little more than I did, but I must say I'm glad to be out.

Graduation was at 10 A.M. and all graduates had to be there at 8:45, and they forewarned us that our family had better get there at 8:00 in order to find an up-close seat. So me, being my self, ordered my family to be there at 8. Talk about being tired....

The 8 A.M. pictures...can you tell that I'm tired?

Me and my best friend, K. Isn't she pretty? Look how tan...it's so unfair.

About half of the graduates. 1,024 individuals graduated that day. My name was called about 25 minutes into the ceremony. After that, I was bored out of my mind. The white-haired man is my papa, I definately want his white hair when I'm older...I think it's so pretty, hehe.

After graduation with my cousin, H.

Me and my sister, Hannah. If you haven't noticed, all my grandparents grandchildren have "H" names. Heather, H-----, Hannah, and another H. My nana and papa both get tongue-tied.

My loving nana and papa. I don't think I could have accomplished this without their love and encouragement. They keep me going most of the time. I'm the first one out of their family to graduate college.

Me with my parents & Hannah-Banana. My daddy looks bald, he really isn't though, ha.

I hope I didn't bore you with the picture overload, but I'm very proud of myself :).
My diploma came in Thursday, now it's time to get that puppy framed!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

4 Years & Counting

Today is mine and Nathan's 4-year anniversary!

We've definately grown as a couple from being two 17 year olds who thought it all...
Fighting our way through my first year of college...
Calming down and deciding maybe we should wait to get engaged...
Testing and trying times for personal reasons...
Dirtbike wrecks without a helmet...

Our relationship is very unique.
We pick at each other constantly.
We make fun of each other.
We're not afraid to tick each other off.
We fight over 2-wheeled vehicles.

But I've enjoyed every minute of it and can't wait for another four years with my muffin :).

The beginning of times...

The lovey-dovey stage...

My favorite picture of Nathan...

& the testament to our relationship. Me all smiles and him, well he just hates pictures.

Four years flys by when you're having fun!