... a future oldywed with no regrets

When the Lord joins man and woman, the two as one shall be, yet in the home they share with Him – in faith, the two are three. He multiplies their blessings, their sadness He divides, and for their different dreams and needs, He equally provides. He adds to their fulfillment and takes away their care, and one in Him, their total life abounds with love to spare.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Trip to D.C.

I tried to post this blog last week, but due to a hard drive glitch, I had to wait for a new one to come in the mail. Another reason I love being married to someone who knows how to fix everything. My new hard drive is from Japan and has penguin things that light up, which I'm super excited about. (I don't know what they're called, so I'm sticking with the all-inclusive word "things.")
Here's the journal I kept during the trip with Mom and Mamaw after the 4th of July.

Wednesday, July 6
9:45 a.m.
Leaving rental car place. Mom is driving Chevy Equinox. The first thing she says while the car is running: “Is this thing on?” Call Mamaw to let her know we’re on the way. “Well, I’m ready,” she says.
1 p.m.
Passing old stomping grounds in Roanoke, Va. Mom pointing out what all the exits lead to. Learned that Papaw was in the Army from 1953 to 1955, and he and Mamaw got married in ’53 when he was home on furlough before going to Germany. I knew he served in the military, but I couldn’t remember what years.
2 p.m.
Pit stop at Exxon on Lee Highway in Virginia. Giving the key to Mom, who calls it “newfangled” because you push a button to swing the key part out of the control. Mamaw snacking on popcorn after getting kettle corn by accident a few days ago.
4:35 p.m.
Driving through Shenandoah National Park. Pass a building that says “Antique tables made daily.”
5 p.m.
Went the wrong way to the place we’re staying. Note: If traveling north into Shenandoah Park, Skyline Drive is on your left at the top of a mountain with no clear signage on your side of the road.
7 p.m.
Stopped at Walmart earlier for some food so we don’t spend so much eating out. Just ate dinner: chicken salad on whole wheat, macaroni salad, grapes and Fritos. Staying at Skyland Resort, Room 141.
Thursday, July 7
10:30 a.m.
Mom and I walked to the gift shop this morning. Leaving for D.C.!
11:26 a.m.
Saw a black bear in the grass by the highway. “Bear, bear!”
4 p.m.
Settled in our hotel about 1:30. Staying at the Capitol Skyline Hotel. Proud of myself for navigating D.C. traffic, even if it was with the help of the GPS. Planned to go to the Library of Congress, but got a late start and spent half an hour looking for a parking spot. Went to the Capitol and cooled off in the U.S. Botanic Gardens instead.
5 p.m.
Stopped for something cold at a little van vendor on the street corner. Mom got a frozen lemonade, Mamaw got a Dr. Pepper and I got a chocolate éclair ice cream. Watching all the pedestrians and traffic from a shady bench. Definitely wouldn’t live here, but visiting is fun.
7 p.m.
My turn to drive again. Passed all the embassies – South Africa, Belize, Turkey, etc. Battled D.C. traffic to the National (Episcopal) Cathedral. Woodrow Wilson and his wife are buried there. It took 83 years to build (1907-1990). Obama and his family attend services there sometimes, but I’ll hold my tongue on what else I think about that. Each state’s flag is displayed on either side of the cathedral. The people of the church pray for one state a week, then D.C. and the islands.
7:30 p.m.
Ate at the Bookhill Bistro, a restaurant 9 weeks old. We sat at a table on the second floor and had salmon, salad and a fruit and cheese plate.
10:42 p.m.
Just got back to the hotel. Spotted the Jefferson Memorial across the Potomac River and decided to take a look. It’s all lit up at night, and it was nice to beat the heat. Learned that Jefferson suggested a grid for Washington’s streets, but L’Enfant didn’t listen. Bad decision. I’ve never seen such confusing streets, and there’s no way I would get on a bike like all these other people. People don’t like to slow down.
Friday, July 8
9:30 a.m.
Took a courtesy shuttle to the Washington Monument, but realized you have to get a free ticket for a certain time to actually go in it. We weren’t interested in that anyway, so we snapped some pictures and walked around it. Got pictures of the White House and some Native American demonstration around a teepee. One guy had a POW shirt on, so it might have been a military thing. Mom complimented an Indian woman on her sari.
10:16 a.m.
Walked to the World War II Memorial across from the monument. Beautiful. I love all the water. I like all the languages I’m hearing, too: Spanish, Italian, French, Arabic, German, Chinese and some kind of African language.
10:30 a.m.
On our way to the Lincoln Memorial! Reflecting Pool is closed for construction. L Bummer.
11:55 a.m.
Lincoln Memorial is one of my favorites. It makes me feel patriotic. We also saw the Korean War Veterans Memorial. In the Smithsonian Castle now. Took a cab over here for $9. Surprised how friendly people are – the police officers, cab driver and information desk people.
12:52 p.m.
Ate lunch in a castle. J Holy moly, it’s expensive. $3.25 for a small lemonade.
5:07 p.m.
Exhausted and wet from the rain. So much for packing umbrellas. But it’s all worth it; we did everything else on the list – the Museum of American History, the Library of Congress and a picture of the U.S. Supreme Court. One of the exhibits at the museum almost made me tear up. It was the one on the presidents, and it was amazing how much some of our former presidents were revered and how much they did for our country. I feel like our current Chief is taking us down. The military exhibit honored all the men and women who have fought so hard for our country, and now it’s like we’re going backwards. … We did see Lincoln's hat, though! I also enjoyed the exhibit about the diary of a Civil War nurse and seeing the ruby red slippers used in “The Wizard of Oz.” I thought they would be shinier or something.
8:33 p.m.
Mom and I ate dinner at the hotel restaurant. The burgers were yummy, but mine wasn’t cooked well done the first time, so I had to get another. The service wasn’t great, either, so I didn’t tip much. At least I saved money. Mamaw is napping. Mom thinks she left one of her souvenir bags on the taxi earlier. Water tastes funny here, but I have Deer Park so it’s OK.

Saturday, July 9
3:30 p.m.
Sitting in McAlister’s either in or near Fort Royal, Va. Went to the National Archives this morning and saw the original Declaration of Independence, Constitution and Bill of Rights. Can barely read them now. Learned that the Constitution was the first reference to “the United States of America.” (Well, I think I learned it before and forgot.)
Also visited an exhibit about how the American government has influenced food and the American appetite. Lots of propaganda for eating healthy. Hasn’t worked too well long term. Mamaw told us about rationing during the Depression and getting books of something like food stamps. School kids used to turn in their mother’s metal canisters to be used in WWII.
Ashamed that I don’t remember more from my history classes and buy a copy of the Declaration and Constitution.
Visited the Arlington Cemetery, but I was thinking it would look like a different cemetery. Which is the one with all the white crosses? Saw JFK’s grave and didn’t know he and Jackie had two kids that died young. I think one died at birth and one at two days old.
Now heading home.
6:35 p.m.
Stopped at our old house in Roanoke in the North Lakes neighborhood, 4785 Lantern St. Saw the steep backyard and mailbox I remember. House is now blue. I remember it being a white or cream color with black shutters.
9 p.m.
Sharing funny stories about church, poetry contests, a delayed wedding and bicycle wrecks in the creek. Giving me ideas for my future interview with family members. J

They grow up so fast

Mom just sent me a text for the first time ever.

Mom: "Hey I texted Seth and now you!! Hope you have a wonderful day. Love, mom"
Me: "What a milestone. Your first text. This must be what it feels like to see your child off to kindergarten."
Mom: "Gee thanks! :)"

I'm so proud.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

And then there were three

Meet Coal, the newest member of our happy family. We got her Wednesday from Ester's sister and absolutely adore her. She likes Kleenex, my left flip flop and playing fetch (big sticks only). She's housebroken and rarely barks. She sat completely still for her first bath and killed an icky bug for me. I rearranged furniture in our room to make space for her pen and added an air freshener so the house doesn't smell like dog. Puppy bliss. :)
Since I haven't written in a long time, here's what's going on:

* Pete accomplished a huge task today by renting a splitter to split the wood in our backyard. Here's the old way:
* I had a big day as the hostess of a double baby shower. It was part finger foods/gifts and part spa party.
* I have also developed an appreciation for day lilies, which, like my beloved daffodils, grow without me doing anything.
* Last night, Pete, Sara, Sarah, Derek (Sarah's boyfriend) and I went to a concert at the Double Door Inn in Charlotte to see our friends play. I went to high school with the bass and guitar players, Mike and Joey Pepe. Their band is called Side By Side. We also met another guy we went to high school with. We played pool (well, Sarah and I watched), then went to Brixx Pizza.

Here's a video of Side By Side. They were chosen by Billboard as one of the top bands in the Southeast! (You can skip about halfway and see the second song.)


* Amanda invited me to a Keith Urban concert last week, so I visited her in Columbia for a day. I'm not usually into country, but it was a great concert. At one point, he was about 7 or so aisles away from us, singing Amanda's favorite song.
* The posse also got together last month for the inaugural girls' weekend. We watched movies, went to Taste of Charlotte, had lunch at Pike's, took the light rail downtown and visited Discovery Place.
* Pete and I went to my cousin's wedding in early June. She wore pink Converse shoes under her dress.
* On May 21, Seth graduated. Yes, the little brother who once poured my body glitter down the sink and dumped my nail polish into the bathtub is a high school graduate. So proud. ;) He moved to Nashville a couple of weeks ago. He will attend the Nashville Auto Diesel College this fall while working at O'Reilly Auto Parts.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Eternal pets




A blog I wrote for work yesterday ...

*****

"The next best thing to pet salvation in a post Rapture world."
I imagine most people reading that sentence have the same reaction I did: What?
I came upon the most ridiculous thing today, courtesy of fellow reporter Heather Smith. It's a website called Eternal Earth-Bound Pets — a service run by atheists who have generously offered to care for Christians' pets after the Rapture, ... just in case the atheists are wrong. (eternal-earthbound-pets.com)
Faith aside, I find the site intriguing and hilarious. It's a decent-looking website with an adorable puppy in the top right corner, and I give kudos to the web editors who accurately anticipate my burning questions in the FAQ section.
Question 1: Is this a joke?
The answer: No.
I have a hard time pinpointing my favorite part of the site, but the "notice of rate increase" is particularly amusing.
"Due to the increased activity associated with the May 21, 2011 Rapture prophesy, we have increased our service rates for all new contracts submitted as of 1/13/11."
The price of ensuring your pet's safety post-Rapture is $135. You have to pay up front, of course, but it's good for 10 years. (A portion of advertising revenue goes to local food banks.)
For that amount, the rescuers take one pet per residence into their care. Additional pets are $20. They take dogs, cats, birds, rabbits and small caged animals. Horse, camel, llama and donkey owners will be happy to hear that their own dear pets are accepted in New Hampshire, Vermont, Idaho and Montana.
Twenty-six states, including North Carolina, offer this service, which employs 40 rescuers. Reps are screened to make sure they're really atheists with no criminal background.
"As atheists," the website explains, "we do not hold beliefs in the supernatural or a divine being. Thus, we do not believe in the Rapture. However, we respect the beliefs of others and are open to the possibility that our perspective could possibly be wrong." Later, it says, "Our network of animal activists are committed to step in when you step up to Jesus."
All you have to do is give them your name, address, email and pet care instructions. Voila! No more sweating Pepper's future. ... Oh, but you can't communicate with the reps. That's off limits.
So what if you're a Christian when you sign up, then change your mind? What if you THINK you're going to Heaven, but find yourself still sitting on the couch, watching "Dancing With the Stars," when a news report interrupts your program with an urgent bulletin that a large portion of the world just disappeared?
Oops. ... Terms and conditions spell it out.
"If subscriber loses his/her faith and/or the Rapture occurs and subscriber is not Raptured (aka is "left behind") EE-BP disclaims any liability." No refunds.
On the bright side, if you're whisked away and it's a loved one left on the couch, the company will happily release your animal into Aunt Martha's care.
"We expect in these circumstances that the pet will offer the family member some comfort and stability given the trauma of what has occurred."
There, there, Aunt Martha. Have a camel.
While I think it's sweet of the atheists to take a parrot off my hands, I remain skeptical of this business venture. $135 up front, huh? No refunds, you say? No interaction with Fluffy's new parents? Sweet! Count me in!
(They also sell T-shirts, made of durable, pre-shrunk cotton, for both you AND your pet! Who doesn't want a little extra bonding with Fido pre-Rapture?)

Friday, May 13, 2011

The one-year mark

Since Pete and I celebrated our one-year anniversary May 2 (woo hoo!), I thought it appropriate to make a list of what I've learned:

1. The rocker in our bedroom will always be covered in his unfolded clothes.

2. It's a bad idea to wash his jeans without checking the pockets for spearmint gum.

3. He knows more about cooking than I do. (I can't decide if this is good or bad.)

4. Dirty dishes in the sink drive me nuts.

5. Our Internet will never be down for more than 10 minutes.

6. One of us will inevitably cook an intense-smelling meal just after I plug in an air freshener. (The conversation goes like this. Me: "Did you put garlic in that?" Pete: "Yeah." Me: "It's overpowering my Seaside Escape!")

7. I enjoy weekly devotions more than he does, although his attempt to shorten the assignments at the end makes me laugh.

8. We shouldn't go to Costco when we're in a hurry because Pete will get distracted by the electronics at the front of the store.

9. He loves to grocery shop. Bless him.

10. Yard equipment is expensive.

We had a lovely anniversary weekend, and I can't believe it's been a year. :)

I should also mention that Mom, Emily, Mamaw and Papaw came to visit us over Easter. It was one of the best Easters I've had. I showed them where I work, we ate lunch in downtown Monroe, browsed a "seed and feed" store, picked strawberries, played the Wii and went to church. Oh, and Mom and I hid Easter eggs for Emily.
Last weekend, I went to a double baby shower for my friends Jessica and Alison. Two other girls there are also pregnant, making me one of only three at the party not expecting and one of two who is not yet a mother. (Although I was also one of the youngest and haven't been married as long as they have, either.) Naturally, the conversation turned to everything babies. It was beautiful and terrifying. I laughed when one of them referred to her "lactation consultant," but no one else laughed, so I stopped. Afterwards, we had a girls night -- dinner, ice cream, live music and lots of chatting -- and Pete went downtown with the guys.
I also found a great website called "(in)courage me" yesterday with two stories that spoke to me. I've felt really overworked and underpaid lately, so this is a good read.

So is this. ... And it's funny. :)


Also see the stories under "Links I Like" under my profile picture on the left.