2010 Year in Review

2010 was a great year for the Pollards. I wouldn't say it was any more wonderful than any other year but we were blessed. We remained healthy, our families have been healthy, and we were able to spend time with our families and friends.

January

We started our year at the CottonBowl for the second year in a row. It was a blast to get to see the new Dallas Stadium and was fun to experience it with good friends.

February

It flew by-Cullen turned 27, & went to the doctor for the first time since we have been together. My grandmother celebrated her 86th birthday.

March

March was most likely the most stressful month of my year. The problem of my procrastination came to an end. I spent the week of Spring Break beginning & finishing my National Boards. At the end of the month I mailed it off and I really don't remember anything else from that month, except that Pontotoc lost two really wonderful men Coach Kno & Mr. Jimmy Munn. Both were great Christian models.

April

Our sweet niece celebrated her first birthday. She had an Elmo party and we enjoyed watching her play in her sand/water table, swing, and blow kisses to everyone.

May

Meagan graduated high school at the end of May and the month was filled with parties, brunches, and other fun events.

June

We were able to travel 13 states this summer and to see some pretty great parts of the west. We celebrated our 3rd anniversary.

July

Our friends Kala and Preston welcomed their sweet baby girl into the world. I chaperoned the church youth group to the beach for Student Life. I went to another art workshop with my dear friend, Ms. Jenna. I celebrated my 25th birthday again.

August

August brought the start of school along with the Mississippi heat. We celebrated the first ever Jimmy Weatherly day and I was able to hostess the dinner held to honor him.

September

September brought a tragedy to our extended family with the loss of my sister/friend's dad. Our dear Rebels began their struggle through the football season and I worked another Emmaus walk. God is so good to his children in their times of need.

October

November

November was a crazy month. I began bus monitoring in November and the added time to the school day left me with some adjusting to do. Football season continued and Thanksgiving brought family from far and near to our home to celebrate. We celebrated togetherness, our blessings and the gift of friendship. We hosted a Thanksgiving meal for our close friends and hope for this to be an annual tradition. Most monumental moment of the month was finding out that my dear friend, Leslie and I had both certified in earning our National Boards.

December

December brought a whirlwind of activities that kept us busy from the first weekend's Christmas Bazaar, to Cullen's sister's Christmas Shower at our house, shopping, decorating, cooking, entertaining and lots of events along the way. We saw our first 'White Christmas' in our lifetimes, too. Leslie and I also both received Teacher of the Year at our individual schools. It was a magical year filled with great opportunities, many blessings, and left us with anticipation for the year to come.

Wings

Redbull may give you wings- but this week it allows me to hang with kids 10 years my juniors! My 8:30 bedtime is an after thought- and so to cope with the very present fatigue I brought my Redbull- Brother Jaysen our youth guy likes Five Hour Energy better and so here we are double fisting caffeine! Pray for our youth& safe travel home tomorrow!
- I'm Tired in Tennessee

Be Jealous

I was able to hear MercyMe in concert last night! Two thing I know-- they could sing me to sleep daily,-- I need there album when it comes out! In Pigeon Forge at the Xtreme winter conference with out youth- God is so Good!

Guess what!

This is when the girls on the youth trip found out I was about to drive the church bus!!! In Knoxville no less---- these faces are priceless

Winter Wonder

It is no secret I LOVE my church! I have attended it since I was born! I love the stainglass windows, the people that fill the pews, the smell of the old fellowship hall, the red roof, the memories of all the Sunday nights in youth choir, summer days of Vbs, and the Saturday my very special uncle gave me away to my wonderful hubby! This picture honestly moves my soul when I look at it! I pause when it comes up on my phone just in awe of the surpriSe of snow on Christmas morn, and that this place could look even more magical than most days! Enjoy! While this is the view of the church from my front walk photo credits belong to our pastor Ken Hester! Hope it warms your heart and makes you smile!

Young at Heart?

Delirious is more like it-- yes even after the redbull-- I was so tired and still am that I'm about to make a confession--- not only did I don these silly glasses-- I Felicia Pollard put in earplugs and sat and slept through a Skillet concert! ( ok so if you are confused because you thought I was on a youth trip not a kitchen convention- let me clue you in--Skillet is a hard rock group that sings/yells Christian music! ). Oh yes I sat straight up feet propped up and nodded off! I might be trying to get chaperone of the year! Even better than this I along with my dear friend Jenna managed to be the first in line at every restaurant! No, we didn't pull the seniority card because we are ten and thirty years older we earned our place in line-- we flat out ran off the buses and pushes if need be! But to make up for those two things we bought pizza, cleaned the bus, and sang them bible verses to Christmas tunes! Young at heart- well I am between the hours of 6 am and 8 pm--- does that count?

Girls' Night Out

GIRLS' Night Out

a.k.a-Molly's in town

It is not often that more than two or three of our highschool friends get together. Most of the time it is the same group that get together, so when one of the girls from far off comes home for the holidays we all start planning our time together.

Back in October Molly came home and it was such a quick trip we didn't get to hang out.

So instantly we facebooked and planned her Christmas homecoming and our night together. We had great plans of a spend the night at her house like old times, but with husbands and the holidays our plans changed a little.

This past week we were able to get together for dinner at Kyoto's. Leslie, Molly, Amber and myself met up with some Tupelo girls and had a fun night of catching up.

I was so excited Roxie, my college roomate was there. I was not expecting to see her and when I walked in it was like God knew we needed some quality time together. She has been living in D.C. for the last two years and is teaching dance at a private school along with working on her own pieces.

We laughed, ate, and enjoyed just catching up with the who, what, and where of everyone.

Mrs. Busby

Mrs. Busby was my second grade teacher. I remember few things about the second grade.

-We brought earthquake supplies to school

-We collected and mounted bugs for a science project

-She was a stickler about hand writing

-I began to hate math in second grade because of mad minutes

-the assistant always threatened to put me in the Ko-Ner...you know the corner but she said it really southern...

-my favorite outfit was my Watermelon outfit made by my mom and several Bubble Suits

-Mrs. Busby loved me--I just knew it! ;)

I now teach down the hall from Mrs. Busby. I was in youth group with her son and was able to student teach with her years ago. I have been poolside and beachside with her and love her to death. She is hilarious! She has a certain way to do everything from weeding her plants, to teaching about shapes. She lives on coffee, loves to iron, and gives the best hugs.

In the picture above she is modeling a scarf that I gave her 20 years ago when she taught me second grade. I can remember my mom making it and proudly giving it to her just before Christmas break. She has kept it all these years, it still looks pristine which is almost as amazing to me as her still having it. She says she will retire in May, I'm holding out for her to teach a few more years...and if that isn't the case...then I'm holding out for the retirement trip to the beach this summer.

Willie

So I have always loved country music...old/new doesn't matter. Once in college I got a discount on a new muffler because the mechanic said he never got in cars in Oxford that had country playing...random I know...truth be told the next song on the cd might have been rap, christian, or something from the 70's you just never know...

Well, in May my uncle bought my aunt tickets to see Willie Nelson. I made the comment that I would love to see him...he said he had bought four tickets and that my cousin was going and the fourth ticket could be mine...I took him up on the offer and steadily waited for the concert to be cancelled...Willie is known for not showing up for his gigs...Well in true form...he didn't...the concert was postponed and on December 8th...I carpooled with the family up to Corinth to enjoy a night with Willie. He opened the show up with Whiskey River and played every other song I associated with him...Crazy, On the Road Again, Blue Eyes Cryin in the Rain, Don't let Your Babies Grow up to be Cowboys, Beer for my Horses, Always on My Mind...and many more.

We had third row seats and were really close...close enough a good zoom could get a great picture...but about that great picture...Willie is old...really old. And in my mind I knew him as a Legend...but good gracious...he walked out and I was taken aback by just how old he looked...he work New Balance shoes...for comfort I'm sure, his knuckles were big probably due to a little bit of arthritis, and his hair gray...But in his sleeveless shirt his old arms just kinda grossed me out. I mean don't get me wrong...he is WILLIE...and he put on a solid hour and a half of music...no talking ...just picking and singing... but age has not been good to our dear friend...of course his habits may have also taken a toll on Mr. Willie, too. Regardless of his habits, his wrinkles, or his New Balance shoes, he was great...and I can mark seeing Willie Live on stage off my Bucket List.

Doesn't Jason look so happy...he really was...the picture just doesn't show it...Cullen was even happier not being at the concert...as he is NOT a Willie fan---bless his heart!

Ellie-phant

Is she not growing into such a big girl. I love love love this picture of her...saw it today in my photos and instantly showed it to Cullen with both sat and said AWE... she is growing up before our eyes----and we wish we could see her more...I thought she was the cutest elephant ever!

Thanksgiving Week

First pic of the newly National Board Certified Teachers

Thanksgiving week seems like a lifetime ago. It started off with me finding out that I passed my National Boards and celebrating with my mom and Leslie that first Friday night. Cullen was in Baton Rouge that weekend for the Ole Miss/LSU game. He called to tell me he was standing by the tiger...I was like OKAY you see the tiger...thinking like the sidelines mascot...oh no it was like Mike, a real tiger...zoo.alive. breathing. eat your face off your skull tiger. Had I known that...I would have been much more caring and then I would have said....Cullen go stand somewhere else....but like I said I was still celebrating my pass....

I also took a trip to see Mr. McCarty in Merigold. Doesn't this picture make it look like we are old friends. Well, technically we are...I have loved him for years and I have more than paid for our friendship over and over again..

Left to Right (Bill Pollard-Mr. Jimmy's older brother, Will Pollard-the youngest Pollard grandchild, Jimmy Pollard, Marvin Pollard, Cullen Pollard-the oldest Pollard grandchild)

I spent most of the week cleaning and cooking...I thought it would be fun to host our close friends for a Thanksgiving dinner...non traditional of course and just enjoy fellowship...It was a fun night with great friends...but I didn't think it through...hosting 12 on Tuesday...cook and clean again Wednesday to host 30 on Thursday for Thanksgiving. It was a long day but one that was filled with lots of precious memories. We were able to host the Pollard Patriarch this year. Cullen's dad, Mr. Jimmy or JP as I have come to nickname him, lost his dad, James Everett Pollard to a heart attack when Mr. Jimmy was in highschool, leaving Marvin Pollard James Everett's younger brother the patriarch of the Pollard people. He lives in Kosiuscko and when I found out his daughter and her husband were coming into town and would be eating just the three of them I had Ms. Debi invite them to the Pollard/Carter Thanksgiving. It was a lot of fun to have everyone together. Marvin (called Uncle Bubba by most of the family) even entertained the family with a few Gaither classics. That opened up the floor for my Aunt B to do a stand up comedy routine. Next year I have decided that post dinner we will have a variety hour. I might even give prizes for the best performances. Since I'll be the judge and the prize giver I may give extra points for creativity. All family that reads this be warned...you better bring your A Game because Cullen has some great impersonations.

I was truly thankful for the family and friends that could gather together, the family I've known my whole life and the ones that came along as a package deal with the cute boy I decided to marry.

This picture is hilarious to me...after most of the extended family left we sat around and watched the little ones play. This is my brother and I keeping an eye on the baby...can't you see how interested we were....yeah we both were tired and full...my mom says this is the only time we are nice to each other is when we are asleep...

Quotable Quotes---Nah

There are times in life I think of my mother and realize I could not think of life without her. There are other times when I think she makes me nuts. And most recently I have had several moments where I have opened my mouth and her words have come out. I have looked in the mirror and very distinctly thought I am turning into her.

Today I decided to begin a list of her quotes.

Just after I cleaned my kitchen today- a monumental event- Sadie called and wanted to prep some foods for Thanksgiving. Of course she did...my kitchen was gonna be clean for the first time in weeks. I put the clorox up and prepared the way.

Within the first five minutes these words were said....

Quote 1

"I just know there will be smoking in Heaven"- what??? Where did that come from? At this time I must tell you that my mother smoked in her 20's to keep weight off, in her 30's, 40's and 50's to relieve stress. She has been quit for 3 years and discusses it weekly. She misses it...She likened this saying to those people who think dogs will be in Heaven...she says no not me Felicia...and then moved on to her next topic. (I've never been more proud as to when she quit and still proud of her for staying quit)

Quote 2

"I don't know why I try to lose weight, I think God wanted me to be fat"- yes, those words came from her mouth. I think this was followed by I think I might write a book about it. I would love to read that book because she would give every diet known to man a personal account of whey God didn't allow that one to work.

Just wait. This is just the beginning of Thanksgiving week, I will spend at least 60 more hours with her and she will say more outlandish things. I can not wait. I pray for more great quotes.

After the Idiot's Delight was made I'll post a recipe later....and the pumpkin roll was made we sat down to watch the game. I can say I have never watched a game with my mother. I might not ever again. She watches a game just like me. She asks question after question...I didn't know the answers I just answered...and laughed to myself...yes, I am my mother. I tell Cullen I am a naturally curious person...that is true, but I could be genetically predisposed to question.

Thankful

So yesterday I found out that I certified to become a National Board Teacher. It was not a moment like I had thought it would be. I thought the Heavens would open-angels would sing, and tears would flow. I woke up at 4 a.m. I could not sleep. I texted my two friends that went through the process with me...instantly they both replied...they felt the same way...nervous.

-News Flash- Ask anyone I am not a nervous person. I do not get really worked up and worried about too many things. I fret over flying, suspense movies make me a nervous wreck, but in all school/work related times in life I have remained calm. I am not the test taker that overly prepares. I don't put a lot of stock on a good breakfast before a test, but I firmly believe in a good night's rest followed by an early morning cram session. This method has always been my faithful routine. Even in pageants I have never been a nervous contestant. It just isn't worth it to waste all that time worried about the outcome.

So after completing the portfolio last year and getting ready for the test, I didn't think about it. All summer it was a joke to me, laughing about it....saying "Oh did I really do that last year?" It was not this point of reference for my life, more like this crazy whim I decided one day to do. Over the summer friends and I rehashed all the mishaps during the process things that have never gone wrong in life before but leave it to National Board crunch time and the world fell apart.

Here was our list-

Jenna (teaches with me)- after video taping her science unit she had to have her appendix out, really the same day, it was WILD

Leslie (long time side kick) -suffered from the stomach virus and staph two things that she has never had before and she had to miss school

Me- well the day before I started my unit my assistant's mother became sick and that kept her out the entire time I actually worked on the process...yes you could say my right hand had been taken from me and I had to adjust a bit

You think it is an isolated occurrence oh no it is referred to as the curse of National Boards...it happens a lot- hospitalizations, deaths, it is wild to hear everyone's stories.

Moving on, I was not a worrier! Leslie called the NB hotline monthly just to inquire about results. She would mention it a lot and then try her best to draw me into her world of worry...not me I didn't worry...oh not because I was confident in my passing it is just a waste to worry on something I could not do a thing about.---that is until this week.

On Wednesday of this week I got the email saying scores would be posted Friday. Ok no big deal. Only Leslie didn't get the email so she panicked and guess what --she called them just to ask about not getting the email.

On Thursday I had school and then a cake to do. I busied myself all day. Sewing in the morning, baking that night...my mom came over to talk and all of the sudden I had all these worries--what would happen if I didn't certify? Would she be upset? Would people think less of me? What if? What if? What if? Oh yes this non worrier cried herself to sleep. I woke sick at my stomach...so I busied myself, I monogrammed two burp cloths, a bib, made a pair of denim ruffle pants, I was at work super early and was still sick at my stomach. I saw people that made small talk and I would tear up...who was this girl? Not Felicia, no way- I don't worry. Well, I worried!

I gave my class a talking to-I told them I was getting big news and that I would probably cry, either way and to not ask me why my eyes were red.

My plan wait until the kids were at activity mid morning so I was by myself and check. At 7:50 the bell rang for the day to start. By 8:00 I had the first tests given out and I was at the computer. I just wanted to have the sight pulled up. I wanted it to be ready when I was. I typed my info in the site...and was pushed out because of traffic. Ok let's try again...as I typed it in and hit enter I turned my head much like you would in a scary movie.... like it hurts too much to watch and as I slowly glanced at the screen from the corner of my eye on the screen the word I saw was CONGRATULATIONS....what oh my this isn't true. Instantly I exited the site and did it again...it was the right person...I checked my scores and I said to my class- oh my gosh I passed...they were so excited but didn't really understand-

I raced down the hall to see Ms. Bridget my co teacher...and when I saw her I teared up. She just smiled and smiled-When I close my eyes it is her face that I see being so happy for me.

So then I had to call my mom and of course I cried with her, then Cullen over the phone.

The Heavens did not open, angels did not sing, and it wasn't the overwhelming emotion that I thought I would feel. It was really surreal.

I couldn't concentrate the rest of the day...I was happy, but sad for my friend that didn't certify. We had worked so much together and I had prepared for her to be successful and me not to be. I was prepared for us both to be certified but never had I thought about me doing it and she not being certified...it was a sad time. I wanted to be with her I didn't want to upset her. I went to her and we hugged and cried together and we talked about her retaking portions. While it was a long process and at times I could have given a little bit more of myself I was successful. I was blessed and for that - this week I am so Thankful.

The Wheels on the Bus

I have not made a big to do about one of my accomplishments...I was waiting for the perfect time. And today was the day. This summer...I studied and took my Bus Driver's Test. I learned about all kinds of manly things...wheel cams, drum brakes, convex mirrors... and the like. The general knowledge test is 50 questions pulled from a 500 question pool-you can miss 10 and pass- I missed 8. Thank the Lord! I took a week and studied for the airbrake portion of the test and I passed it with flying colors. I had a bunch of people tell me that test was a doozy...umm it was whole bunch of questions about psi and that kind of stuff. Then I went to Bus School. It was a four hour class about the parts of a bus, a video about railroad crossings, and an eye test.

Then it was time for the driving...well having never sat in a bus driver's seat I was a bit nervous...but it wasn't that bad...after a test drive on the highway I was ready for my real test....The backing up was easy...no cones hit- The driving forward easy...no cones hit- The dock parking...um not so good...hit two cones- they could have been people but they were cones. The man giving the test was super nice and told me to be proud because most coaches have to get out and realign themselves over and over again..and I didn't even have to do it.

All this background to tell you that I am now the proud owner of a CDL- yep Commercial Driver's License. That means I have can drive a school bus, big church bus, even a charter bus, just can't drive a semi, but I won't say I will never be able to...might just get that add on next summer...or maybe not.

All school year I have dodged having to drive a bus. I laugh and walk away quickly when they say they need a driver. I made it through the first school trip easily enough and had decided getting my CDL was a waste...since I might never use it. Only I didn't get to weasel away last Friday. Oh yes, loaded with only one other teacher who would put her students on my bus with my class I drove children and teachers to Pontotoc's DownTown. Sounds scary right? Well, it was. Ok so I took the kids a fourth of a mile from school parked walked them all over downtown and brought them back. I left the bus parked in one area all day and dared someone to complain about it. I even took the key with me afraid that one of the bus shop boys would pull a prank on me and move the bus...

Me driving a bus entertained many of the teachers. One teacher would walk by and just laugh at the thought of me driving...others took pictures. I had told my students on Thursday night to go home get on their knees and pray we would stay safe. My principal texted me about a late student in the middle of the first stop on the field trip and I told him where I had to park and ask if that was okay...and replied...we'll see....oh no so I told him to get Jesus on the main line and pray the first time I drove my bus didn't get towed...

We made it through the day. I had even had a dream I tipped the bus on Main Street and at the very intersection it happened I prayed quickly and all wheels stayed on the ground. Thank the LORD. And people think there is no prayer in schools..as long as I'm teaching/driving my school day will be bathed in prayer. Hope this made y'all laugh and happy trails. If this summer you see a curly haired girl be-boppin down the interstate in a charter look twice it could be me

Looky looky

Look who I found at Hobby Lobby yesterday! Shopping with my mom I ran
into my Mother in Law! She recently redid her house and had one of
his senior pics framed to match his sister's! So a I'm checking out
and Cullen's face made it's way to the front of the store! Yep check
out the hair--- ten years ago he was really blond and had lots of it!
Happy Flashback!

Ole Miss vs. Auburn

I have not been a very good Rebel this year. Working a Walk to Emmaus this fall took me away from two home games. Other obligations have taken me away from some others. Yesterday I made it to my second game. It may very well be my last game of the season. My Rebels are not doing so well, and I could make excuses, but I don't think it is worth it.

One of Cullen's groomsmen has just moved back to town from Florida. While I may have been around him all of three or four times I knew three things about him. 1) Bo loves Auburn 2) When Cullen talks about Bo he always mentions Auburn 3)Whenever 'War Eagle' is uttered Cullen will always say something about Bo or begin a story if we are in the company of his high school friends....

So guess who accompanied us to the Auburn game....Bo Tanner. Thank goodness he didn't wear the orange or a tiger shirt.

Cullen had to head to work when we got to Oxford so Bo was my Grove date. We went from tent to tent seeing different friends. Below is Cullen's sad face as we were scored on yet again by Auburn.

By the second quarter I was done with the game. I left and went back to the Grove and met up with Leslie. Yes, she was supposed to come with us but didn't leave her house until about two hours after we were in Oxford. I promise I could write a book about all the time I have spent waiting on this girl. And if I looked around long enough I could also put together one heck of a coffee table book filled with pictures that look just like the one above. How many games Leslie and I have sat in the Grove while die hard fans are cheering in the stadium and we have laughed and laughed while trying to get the perfect picture...we are still working on it...it was much easier when we were younger.

And finally us ready to go home. But we stayed until the bitter end. 0:00.

I'll say it though....I'd rather lose as a Rebel than win as a Dawg any day. Hotty Toddy!

MLH Dee Gee

MLH is in this pic somewhere just look for her....

Me, Meagan, Ms. Julie (MLH's mom) and my friend Joanne

My sweet friend Meagan went through rush last week at Ole Miss. It was a stressful week for her, her mom and I even had moments of worry, but in the end God took care of her. She never makes big decisions that she doesn't pray over and think about all the pros and cons of and this one was no different. As I raced back from the Memphis to make it to the house in time for her to make the run from Fulton Chapel I prayed I would make it in time.

I did and standing on the front lawn I found Ms. Julie and my sweet friend Joanne that helped walk us all through that week. She was a God send for sure. Meagan was super excited and we were very happy for her. I know the next four years are going to fly by in the blink of an eye and she will have tons of great memories.

HFH in Ohio

Last weekend I went to Ohio with my Aunt B. She is the director of our local Habitat for Humanity affiliate. Last May we worked quickly to write a grant to obtain money that State Farm had offered to teachers willing to teach students about service learning. Aunt B is quite the grant writer. So in a rush we wrote a grant that outlined how I would teach my students about service learning, and how we would raise money for our local Habitat affiliate. My students started a school wide can drive and have been graphing their can collecting since school started. We have big plans for the Spring and I have had fun watching the students learn just a bit about Habitat.

As part of the grant Aunt B and I were to attend a leadership conference. We chose the Ohio trip. I loved Columbus. Of course Ohio State was playing Purdue that weekend so red and black was everywhere but it was a fun and quick trip. I went through some great workshops and learned a lot about some upcoming events we are planning. Stay tuned because this ole gal may be going across the Atlantic next year.

43 Years

Bob Mageehee and Julie, his bosses presenting him his framed picture...after giving him his 43 year pin.
My favorite cousin in the whole wide world. Yes, he's my fave because he is the one I'm the closest to and the one that laughs with me the most. Sometimes he makes me take silly, dumb pictures.

So two weeks ago I had the opportunity to attend my Uncle Wayne's retirement dinner. A small group of family and friends gathered to celebrate with him. He took great time thinking about the perfect date to retire and although he wanted 10-10-10 he settled on 10-20-2010. For as long as I can remember Uncle Wayne has traveled all over for work. He may or may not be home when I pop over there and so now having him right around the corner...it should be nice. I told him as we left Park Heights I would give him a copy of a to do list of yard work and other things he could busy himself in retirement with. He didn't laugh. Good thing too I was serious. He loves to pressure wash!

Sacred Assembly

Our church has been preparing this month for a Sacred Assembly. In the book of Joel you can read about it and our pastor has been encouraging our church body to take part. Beginning this month we have been praying for the Lord to prepare our hearts. This week we have been fasting and praying for our specific needs, areas of weakness we would like for God to take from us, we are praying for our church that we would be receptive to God's will.

If you are interested in it, I'll give you all the details but that is just a recap.

Moving on the the fasting....okay so I had a really hard time pin pointing something to give up. I thought first about Diet Coke, next was sewing, next was cake decorating, next was sweets, and then I thought about Facebook, and back to all the other things. For about two weeks I went all over this list. I asked Cullen a gazillion times what he was gonna give up. His first reaction to fasting when I asked in the middle of church what he was gonna do...he said 'oh, was he talking about us?' Yeah he must have daydreaming....

But next he decided he would give up Diet Coke. I laughed. Cullen would never give those up.

I decided on Facebook. Why because it was gonna be easy and would allow time each day for me to pray for our needs and God's blessings...but not be ill from caffeine deprivation.

Almost finished with our week and Cullen said he has prayed a lot. Usually in the mornings and then....around two each day. I prayed when I missed Facebook stalking the most...in the mornings before I get out of bed...and then at night before I went to bed. I have been super excited all week about what God has in store and can't wait for Sunday to hear about everyone's fast and their week of prayer.

Football Flashback

I have made it to one Ole Miss game this year. Yes, I know this is a tragedy. I say I'm going tomorrow, but knowing me- I won't make it. Our weekends stay so packed with things to do I try to stay at home whenever possible. That just made me laugh out loud to type, because I have been gone every night this week...and as I type Cullen and I are debating our night plans...to go to a Halloween Party or just sit at the house.

Back to Football. I am not a big football fan. I try to be. Each year I give myself a pep talk...Cullen gives me a pep talk...and then a talking to- saying 'dont' ask me a lot of questions' 'think before you ask me something' and 'try and pay attention.'

It is just that I doesn't stick with me. I know I ask the same things but positions and stats just make my head hurt. I would rather just watch people. I love love

love to people watch.

Back to my one game attendance...I got to take pics with Meagan...which I have not blogged about at all, but she is a freshman this year and is enjoying all things Oxford. I miss her like crazy, but I know she is having a great time. Her

e we are the Fresno State weekend.