Going to the Chapel and I'm gonna get MARRRRIEEEEDD!

You can thank me later for putting that song in your head and having you sing it all day long!

Well, tomorrow is the day. Praise the Lord. I cannot believe how blessed I am. The Lord has totally given me the desires of my heart and sometimes I feel so unworthy of His goodness to me. Please pray that tomorrow will be a day of peace, calmness and fun. Please pray that God will be honored in everything we do and say.

Oh and most importantly, please pray I won't trip and fall, wear two different shoes, or forget his ring cause lately I have been doing some pretty crazy things...

Not me Monday!

I most certainly did not spend three hours dipping pretzel rods into chocolate only to wake up the next morning to find little white splotches all over those rods. (I think they went from hot to cold too fast and it’s just condensation.) However, being the perfectionist that I am, I did not decide to RE-DIP two hundred pretzel rods again just because those tiny dots were driving me crazy. Nope…I am spending my time doing much more important things being that I only have 5 days until I get married. I would never waste my precious time being obsessive compulsive about something trivial like a little condensation.

My VERY-VERY-VERY Soon-to-be-Hubby did not lock his keys in his car and have to call Pop-a-Lock, because he was searching for a gift card in his car that I insisted he lost, only to find out that said gift card was actually chilling, very quietly, in my purse. No sir, my sweet ignorance did not cost us $50.00.

Nope…whoever told you that story would definitely be lying.

And please, don’t believe it when you hear that I went to Target this weekend, spent over a hundred dollars and filled over 8 grocery bags and then proceeded to leave with only one bag in my hand. There is absolutely no way that I got all the way to my car, placed that one single bag in the front seat and then realize that I didn’t have all my groceries. Please don’t believe that it was me who had to go to customer service and retrieve the remaining seven bags of groceries. What am I going to do when I have kids…surely people won’t laugh at my silliness if I happen to leave my darling offspring in Target, will they?

Oh my…the wedding day is getting closer, it better hurry up because I don’t think I can handle many more of these “oops moments” that I seem to be having lately. I mean…not having lately.

Oh No He Didn't...

I know nothing about golf and quite frankly I really don’t see the fun in it; however, Very-Soon-to-be-Hubby loves it. My dad never got into fishing, hunting or golf so I have not had much experience with “manly hobbies”.

But let me tell you, Christian is VERY serious about his golf game. He recently called me to inform me that these new clubs were half off and he just felt like it was a necessity that he get these clubs to improve his golf game. So, being the wonderful, understanding fiancé that I am, I encouraged him to take the plunge and get him some new clubs. So he buys them, and may I just say he spent most of that evening just admiring and gazing at his clubs.

The next day, I get a message from him on my phone informing me that if I happened to be searching for the perfect wedding gift for him, there was a golf bag at Tiger Mania that was just calling his name. Um…okay.

That is not all my dear friends, last weekend he informed me that he had to get a new “driver”. Apparently this is another golf club that did NOT come in the complete set that was previously bought.

Side note: Seriously, how many different clubs does it take to get that tiny ball into the hole?? I mean really, one is plenty.

And if that wasn’t enough for me to realize that my Soon-to-be-hubby has an addiction to golf, this is what I see when I got out to his car the other night.
Yep. He buckled in his new golf club. I am not kidding…my precious mate is so worried about the safety and well being of his golf club, that he felt it was necessary to buckle the dang thing up.

I see therapy in our future. Lots of therapy.

Daddy's Girl

From before I could take any steps or even speak
My heart belonged to my daddy, a love so special and unique

Two peas in a pod, I think he’d agree,
Friends for a lifetime we would always be.My encourager, provider, and leader along the way
His gentle guidance and wisdom has made me who I am today.
The laughter, the joy, and the memories we share
Are some of my best moments, not much can compare.
So as I prepare to take another man’s hand,
and take my place as a wife, next to him I’ll now stand

I pause to thank God for giving me the best gift of all
A daddy that loved me and gave me the confidence to stand tall

Even though things are changing, there is one thing I can guarantee
Without a doubt… a daddy’s girl I’ll forever be.

Balding at 24

What is 8+8
What is 19-3
What is 4x4

Well, my dear mathematician friends…the answer to all those difficult math problems is 16! That is how many days until I get married! Yes, friends, we are now in the teens of our wedding countdown. Did you hear me? I am getting married in less than 3 weeks.

WOW! Can I just say I am a little freaked!!! Excited…nervous…anxious…thrilled…shocked…those are just a few of the emotions running through my blood right now!

Did I mention that I have been doing some…um…how do I put this…ridiculously ditsy things lately? Remember this? Or how about this? Well, let me just add one more to the list. I was sitting in traffic the other day, and I looked up at my rear view mirror to see how my hair was doing. Staring back at me are tons and tons of these fuzzy, sticking-straight-up-hairs on my head. You know, kinda like this...


Well, I decide that I don’t like those precious hairs there and I take it upon my self to start plucking them out. Apparently, I pulled a few too many and got carried away, because I am now the new owner of a bald spot. Yep, smack dab in the front and only 16 days before the biggest day of my life. Oh my, what am I going to do with myself?


Pretty soon I may look like this...

Not Me Monday-Beagle Style

Ahh, it feels to good to be able to be so open and honest... about the things I totally did not do. Of course, if I did do all sorts of terrible and embarrassing things, I sure wouldn't blog about it. So today, I have decided to give my precious self a break from sharing all my embarassing moments and instead share the spotlight with my dear puppy!

My precious beagle does not believe she is a baby and refuses to ride anywhere in the car except in Adlee's car seat. Nope, her dear soul has not convinced herself that she is a baby in need of protection and not a dog. I swear, she is not totally too big for the seat, but stubborn as a mule, and determined to ride in "her seat". Nope...I do not laugh at her and then proceed to take pictures of her quirkiness.


Oh and I did not walk into the computer room to find Lillie sprawled out on the lounge chair like this...
Nope, our dog is much more dignified and dainty and would never um...expose herself so freely. Bless her heart...at least she is comfortable.

Oh and last but not least...Lillie has not taken it upon herself to eat some of my mother's bible. Nope...we did not find that she had eaten halfway through Genesis and was making her way to Exodus. No sir, she was totally not "feeding on the Word".

Happy Monday Everyone!!!

Everything I learned in life...I learned from The Wiggles

I have spent a lot of time lately watching The Wiggles with my nieces, and let me just tell you, there are so many wonderful life lessons to be learned from The Wiggles. In fact, I have come to believe that if we incorporated some of their ways, we would be much happier people! Here are just a few fascinating things I have learned from The Wiggles...

1. Sometimes stopping to smell the roses in life is just not enough. Dorothy the dinosaur has figured out that just smelling the roses is just not adequate, to reap the full benefit of the roses, you must eat them. I appreciate a gal who knows when to just dig in…literally.

2. It is okay to sing about your favorite foods. In fact, I think it should be a requirement. Sometimes singing about food just makes it taste better. I mean, seriously, doesn’t fruit salad, crunchy munchy honey cakes, mashed bananas and cold spaghetti just taste better when humming a catchy song while eating it? Perhaps I need a jingle for turkey sandwiches…turkey sandwiches…yummy, yummy!

3. Can’t find anything to wear? The Wiggles have taught me that primary colored turtlenecks can really be fashionable. And who says you can’t wear the same thing day after day? Heck, when you find something that works…don’t change it!

4. Driving in traffic and bored…why not try singing “Toot, Toot, Chugga, Chugga?” I tried it the other day while driving home from work and I must say it made my drive much more fun and enjoyable.

5. You know…when you are happy…what is wrong with giving a cheerful finger-wagging? I mean really…can’t you just imagine the joy it would bring to your co-workers to be given two perky finger-guns to show your appreciation or approval? Who wouldn’t love that?

Now...get out there and spread some perkiness.

Wordless Wednesday- Cuteness Overload

Not Me Monday!

Are you embarrassed that you are far from perfect? Well don't be. Not Me! Monday was born out of a desire to admit some of my imperfections and reveal a few moments I'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing! It's time to 'fess up!


I was definitely not at work, in my bosses’ office, when a friend/co-worker loudly proclaimed "why on earth do you have on two different colored shoes?" There is absolutely no way I looked down to see this...

No sir, I did see two totally different colors and styles of shoes on my precious little feet. I am always dressed professionally and my shoes always coordinate with each other. I did not spend the next 10 minutes trying to convince my laughing co-workers that I am not always this ditzy.

And if someone tries to tell you that it was me who put my Honda key into my mother's Honda car, please know that they are lying. Nope, I did not ruin my mother's ignition by putting the wrong key into her car. No way, I would never be so clueless as to shove that wrong key harder and harder into the ignition until it could only be professionally removed. If you happen to see a picture of said key, please know that it must be photoshopped because I would never do such a thing.

Oh and last but certainly not least, I am not thrilled to announce that it is LESS THAN A MONTH until I get married! Nope, the wedding is not just weeks away. That must explain all these slip of the mind moments that I seem to be having. I mean...not having.