Cleaned Up


Today (Monday) was a milestone in our house.

Today, our sweet pup Dani, went to the groomers for the first time.

Take a breath to steady yourself if you need to (Lord knows I had to take some this morning).

This may not sound like a big deal to most, but Dani is not like most dogs. We rescued her when she was 7 or 8 weeks old, and she is the biggest chicken in the world. She's super skittish and scared of the vacuum cleaner. I was absolutely terrified to take her to a place that I knew she would hate, however, it was way past time. Her feet were messy with long fur, her nails were way too long, etc.

My biggest concern was taking her somewhere that I'd have to leave her for hours. I knew that would not go over well with her at all, and after some research, I found a place that charged a little extra, but would allow me to wait! For peace of mind, I will pay an extra $15.

So this morning, we headed over there and after some initial shaking and sniffing, the work started and the finished product was worth it!
 Her feet and ears look soooo much better! We'll definitely go back because when it was all said and done, she is no worse for the wear and she looks so much neater!

And hopefully next time I won't be so scared myself. At least I can hope.

Random Thoughts to Start the Week!


This weekend was supposed to be spent in Orlando, waltzing around the happiest place on earth and running 13.1 miles. And though that didn't happen, it was still a pretty good weekend.

1. Andrew's grandma is doing so much better than she was even a few days ago. I believe the Lord has chosen to have mercy on her and our family and answered our selfish prayers of keeping her here with us. Thank you for all the sweet comments, emails, tweets and more expressing your concerns and for your prayers! I truly believe they've been answered

2. Sweet husband and I had a nice little day date on Friday of some delicious Mexican food and going to see The Vow! I think he still felt bad for the fact that I couldn't run my 1/2 marathon and saw this as a small consolation prize for me. I'm certainly not complaining.

3. North Carolina pulled out a too-close-for-comfort win over Virginia and that always makes our home a happier place
Courtesy Erin Hull of the Daily Tar Heel, via
4. After some diligent Google searches, I was able to find when the weekend that the 2013 Disney Princesses 1/2 marathon would ran! So we will try this once more the weekend of February 22, 2013.

5. I bought these perfectly shade of blue TOMS!

6. I found my new favorite flavor of yogurt. Seriously, this was indeed one of the highlights of my weekend. But then again, it doesn't really take much to make me happy.
So very good and on sale at Target this week! Winning!

7. I get really excited on Sunday nights because I know that there is just one more day between me and my guilty pleasure...The Bachelor! Honestly, I wish I didn't like this show as much, but it's so entertaining.

8. I bought this stuff at Marshall's on Friday and I'm trying to figure out how I lived before it.
Thankfully, since I got it at Marshall's, the price was about half of what it otherwise would have been. Love when that happens.

And with that, I am done. I'm sure I could think of some other things to tell y'all about, but shockingly, they would be less interesting than this! Happy Monday and I hope everyone has a great week!


And it's Only February...


Here it is, the 21st day of February, and this is the 4th post I've written for the month.

Can you say absent and boring?

I hate when I go through these spells. For the most part they occur because I'm lacking the wit or the energy. But this time is a little different. Here we are, the 2nd month of the year, and I can say with some conviction, this year is so far not my favorite.

At the beginning of this month I mentioned about the roller coaster I felt my life had been on for a few weeks. I thought that it was over, and it had taken a short break, but now it's back. Andrew's sweet grandmother was admitted to the hospital last week for double pneumonia and has now developed Acute Respiratory Distress Syndrome. There is a lot that goes along with this, and I couldn't explain it succinctly even if I wanted to. It's scary stuff though and because of that, Andrew and I have decided not to go down to Orlando this weekend.

This decision was not an easy one at all. I have worked really hard for this 1/2 marathon and we were really looking forward to being in Disney World together.

But sometimes, life happens when you're trying to live.

This is one of those times.

The first two months of 2012 have been trying and emotional for us and our families. We are blessed beyond belief, but these trials have stretched us and our faith. I know that God teaches lessons that aren't always the easiest to learn. I believe that regardless of what happens, that His mercy, grace and love win.

And in a roundabout way, I guess this is the reason behind my lack of posts. I truly wish it was because I was boring or lazy, but I think my brain is just trying to handle what it has to. I just do not have much to say right now...

I will ask for those reading this to keep Andrew's grandma, grandpa and his entire family in your prayers.

I love the LORD, for he heard my voice;
   he heard my cry for mercy.
Because he turned his ear to me,
   I will call on him as long as I live. 
Psalm 116:1-2

2 Weeks


It honestly seems like ages ago that I told you guys I would be running in the Disney Princesses 1/2 Marathon.

In reality I first mentioned it back in November in this post. Which I guess to some degree was ages ago, but here we are only 2 weeks away from race day!


Had you asked me this time a year ago if I would run 13.1 miles at any point, ever in my life, you probably would've been greeted with a resounding laugh. No, seriously. I never considered myself a runner (and if I'm being honest, I'm not sure I do now) so the idea of running for 13.1 miles would've been comical.

Yesterday, my friend Brooke and I had our last long run before the race of 14 miles. That's right. 14 miles. That is a double digit number. I could make myself sound awesome and make y'all think I'm a beast and say that it wasn't hard and I feel great today.

That would be a lie.

It was borderline impossible and I think around the 13 mile mark, we both uttered phrases like "I hate my life" and "I think my organs are shutting down".

We have a gift for the theatrical side of life.

Training has been tough stuff, but I am so proud of us for sticking to it. I know that the next 2 weeks is a time to bump it up and not slack off. I do not want to finish injured or last!

Don't worry. I have not preconceived notions of winning or being in the top of anything, but I just don't want to be last or even at the back of the pack.

Another thing that I am way excited about is simply going to Disney World! I've never been and this is going to be such a great experience!

Any suggestions on rides/shows?

I Should Write a Real Post, but...


As I mentioned in my last post, the past few weeks have been a bit overwhelming. Not all in a bad way, but overwhelming is still overwhelming. And as such, this post probably can't be classified as a real one.

Bare with me and maybe this weekend my brain will resurface and I'll have something somewhat witty or interesting to offer.

In the meantime, please take a peak at this adorable boy that I get to call my nephew!

I love him so much it's crazy and it's also crazy how holding him makes me want one of my own!

I hope everyone has had a wonderful week because tomorrow is Friday!

Roller Coasters


I have never been a fan of roller coasters. Not even when I was little. The sensation of working your way up, just to be dropped, is not my idea of a good time. But there are times when your life feels like a roller coaster filled with emotional highs and heartbreaking lows and there is nothing you can do about it except ride it out.

That's been my world for about 5 days.

My oldest best friend got married this past weekend and I was blessed enough to stand up there with her and hear her say "I do" to a wonderful man.

I could not be more happy for Whitney and Brett and this wonderful journey called marriage that they have started. 

That would be the high.

The low came around 10 o'clock on Friday night when I got a call from my brother letting me know what my wonderful, sweet, great grandpa had gone home to the Lord.
And though it wasn't entirely unexpected, it still hurts and it is still sad. We seem to believe that the expected passings lessen the pain.

It doesn't.

My Papa Lacy was an amazing man who loved the Lord and all those around him. He was a hardworking man that didn't let his age define him. I have so many memories in their house and of them and I hope that those will stick with me for years to come. One memory that I will always treasure is when I was little, he tried to teach me how to waltz. This of course didn't go over all too well because I have the attention span of a gnat. I am thankful that he has been reunited with his wife and that he is no longer in pain, but the selfish part of me misses him. You never truly recognize how much someone means to you until it's too late to tell them. I'm so glad that I was able to see him just a couple of weeks ago and spent both Thanksgiving and Christmas eve with him.

I know that this is just part of life, but that doesn't make it easier or less exhausting. I'm blessed by amazing friends and family who have been there for me over the past few days and I am so incredibly thankful.

But I've never been good at goodbyes and sometimes saying them is the hardest thing to do.

"Let's don't say goodbye...I hate the way it sounds. 
So if you don't mind, let's just say for now..." 
Jason Aldean

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