Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
My friend Ashley had her baby. She was only 25 weeks along, but praise the Lord he is doing well. He weighed in at 1lb. 11oz. and is 12 3/4 inches long.A tiny little boy, but a big fat miracle. Ashley is doing great! Everyone is so over joyed that he is thriving as well as he is right now. Continue to pray for the team of nurses and doctors that will be seeing after him for the next 10 weeks while he is in NICU. Pray for Ashley and Todd as they ready themselves for bringing home a sweet baby boy
Oh no, he isn't a Steelers fan, he is a Pontotoc Warrior fan. Woop! Woop! It took me since 2004 to convert him, but after three years almost as a Pontotocian he has finally donned his first ever Pontotoc Warrior shirt. He says he wore a tennis shirt, but that was tennis tournament shirt and that doesn't count. When I saw him strut this golden yellow shirt down the stairs last night, my heart leapt with joy. Oh yeah it won't be long before he does a tomahawk chop at the next game. It's official his Warrior Pride is Alive. GET FIRED UP!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
However because we have no reasons we can't eat out whenever, because I buy for myself like everyday is Valentine's we had a memorable night last night- yep I chose to eat at Chickfila- I jut thought it would be good and since my biggest loser diet was pretty much shot the last week we went! It was romantic- we talked over waffle fries- oh and had I not needed to be in bed by 7:30 my sweet hubby was going to take me to the movie I've been dying to see-- Never Say Never-- oh yeah it would have been fantastic buy I love sleep more than Justin Bieber- and I love Cullen enough not to make him sit through that!
Sunday, February 13, 2011
So today when we walked across to church Cullen said he was going to play today. I thought hmm. I should go. Since I spent all of the day in my sewing room yesterday and he hung out in his man cave..the sunshine on the Valentine's weekend would do us good. Now I must say that golf requires me to think of all the things I might need to be good. After my first time last year I went immediately to Tupelo and got a pink golf glove. I need it to be good, and to be taken more seriously.
All I'm good for is about three good holes and then I start getting extremely upset. I have yet to throw a club, but I see how it happens all the time. Okay so since you'd be bored with my rehashing of the score I'll list out now all the things I need to play golf...
As promised the post I know all of two people are waiting on...the account of my ice road trucker story.
Friday, February 11, 2011
If you want to pray for our day go ahead, if you want to come by and share in the fun drop on by the school, but if you want to talk to me when it is all over call before 8:30 after that I'll be in the bed resting! Happy Friday!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Comedy-- it really could go either way-so when I can get my words out get some tissue ready-- you could be in tears-- from laughing or crying-
(I know that my mother in law is the only person that will read this and the religiously check back just to see when I post the story- thank you Ms Debi;)
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
*Cullen has really enjoyed grilling this year, trying out new BBQ sauces, recipes, and techniques.
*He decided this year to be a ref for soccer- he almost froze a couple times but he made it through the season.
* He sold 'Big Blue'
* Golf became his summer past time
He is just so precious! Love him!
She taught, she paints and collects along the way,
Her store is filled with all things old,
Treasures, memories, silver and gold.
Her mathematic mind is still very keen,
Saturday she said she could out calculate me.
In her store of antiques I shop and I browse,
To search and find the latest piece she's housed.
A hat, a coat, a fur caplet, and and a pose,
A photoshoot, called for a poem not prose,
To glimpse at a teacher, who hasn't quit teachin'
Just not about math, now it's antiques she's preachin!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
My biggest sacrifice thus far is giving up carbonated beverages- I drank up to 6 diet cokes a day-- I miss them as much as I imagine a newly quit smoker misses their old habit! I am journaling daily my thoughts and cravings by summer I should have a great book!