Seven new-to-you things.

October 28, 2010

I was tagged with this by Nodakademic:

So, in keeping up with the fun, I’m going to play along!

The rules are to tag 5 other blogs and to tell you seven things about myself that you might not already know.  So, here goes.

My five:

Laura Lou at The Luckiest in Love
Shelly at A Full Serving
Chelsea at Roots and Rings
Natalie at The Bobby Pin (whose blog I fully intend to get to know better!)
Emily at Early Emily (whom I hope will actually BLOG someday!!)

Now, onto my 7 little-known-facts…

1. I love tomatoes.  A lot.  I could eat tomatoes and nothing else for the rest of my life.

2. My first car, a 1994 Dodge Stealth, sent me into tears more than any other person or object in my life.  I was severely attached to that car.  Every time it was broken, I cried.  When I was rear ended and it was totaled, my best friend thought someone had died because of how hysterical I was.  Today, it’s happily being completely restored by a 17-year-old who shares the same birthday as me.  Fate, my friends.

3. If I can hear you eating or drinking, I probably want to scream at you.  I HATE the sound of people eating and drinking.  It makes my skin crawl.

4. If I hardly know you, it’s likely that I won’t use the bathroom at your house or accept your offer of drinks and food.  I’m highly uncomfortable with accepting things from other people or using their personal space.  I’m always amazed at people who come to my house and go straight to my fridge or bathroom without so much as a wink.  Yes, I know we’re all human and have needs–I just tend to put my discomfort before my needs.

5. I suck at friendships.  I try really hard, but I’m just not very good at being a friend sometimes.

6. Last night, I went to a corn maze with my mom and 3 other women (and 1 ten-year-old boy) whom I’m not SUPER close with, but still had an amazing time.  It was so much fun!

7. My blog post for tomorrow is a big deal.  It’s personal, honest, and a big deal.  I believe in always remembering how you came to be the person that you are so that you can appreciate today, so in light of that, I’m sharing with you one of my biggest regrets.


Today I’m sharing a really big happy with all of you.

My friend, Danielle, is having a little baby boy just before Christmas!

Last weekend we had a shower for her (which was also the same day that she and her husband and their 3-year-old daughter moved into their new house–busy, busy day!).

My dearest cousin Megan and I  threw the shower.

Now, we’re all aware of how ugly my house is, but it’s important that I also tell you that it’s very small and unable to accommodate more than a few people at a time (seriously, one bathroom can only handle so much!).  So, I asked Megan if she would let me invade her beautiful home–luckily for all of us, she was happy to have us!

First, you should probably see the invitations.  Click that link to see the full details (including the cute envelopes I made to go with!).

Being the part-time party planner that I am (har har), I left no detail undone.

Megan and I diligently made bunting (the little flags) out of blue and white yarn and scrapbooking paper, tissue paper poms, floral arrangements, a couple of games, and a whole lot of food–including a personal favorite, macarons!

The bunting even decorated the bannister! 

For food we had lots of fruit, chex mix, snickerdoodles, cupcakes (made by me, of course), and my favorite punch to drink.  We also had this awesome dip that Megan made, but I didn’t get a picture of it–oops!  Sounds like I’ll just have to make it sometime and dedicate a post to it entirely!

I found the little blue trollies at the Dollar Tree (!!) and they happened to fit our “theme” perfectly.

The doilies are all from my grandmother’s collection and I thought they’d be a nice touch (Megan and I share this particular grandmother, so I left some of them with her to keep).

I did the floral arranging–I bought 5 sets of white flowers for about $20 and that made the big arrangement (that Danielle took home and put on her dining room table in her new formal dining room), 6 wine bottle arrangements, and 4 little square glass arrangements.  I was on the hunt for some spider mums, but unfortunately all I could find were daisies and a few other types–oh well!  They still turned out pretty!

I made macarons for the favors!  I bought the little boxes at JoAnn’s (I believe they’re Wilton and come 20 to a package) as well as little blue pacifiers.  I tied some of our blue and white yarn in a bow with a pacifier and used a glue dot to secure them to the top of the boxes.

That green bottle was a gift from my dear friend April.  Last February I was doing the same thing for her–throwing a baby shower for her new baby on the way!  Who, by the way, is one of the sweetest babies in the world.

The macarons were dark blue (yes, we all had blue teeth after eating them!) with homemade green whipped cream in the middle.  Macarons are the epitome of earthly happiness–and worth every ounce of effort it takes to make them.

We played a couple of games–guess what’s in the bag and guess how many candies are in this bottle.  I’m not one for the crazy smell-the-diaper or taste-the-baby-food games, so we just kept it pretty simple.

Here’s Danielle guessing what’s in this bag!  All of the items were baby related, by the way.

The guest of honor!  She’s quite possibly the cutest pregnant person I’ve ever seen!!  On this day she was exactly 7 months pregnant and exactly 8 weeks from her due date.  I can’t wait to meet her little boy in December!!

Danielle–you’re amazing.  In a matter of 7 months I’ve watched you grow a little beach ball for a belly and even felt your son moving around in his temporary habitat.  While you’ve been baking this baby, you’ve been one of the greatest friends and happiest rays of sunshine in my life.  I’m so excited for you and Sam (and your kid and a half) and can’t wait to see what the next 7 months has in store for you and for our friendship!!

Side note–Isn’t Megan’s house amazing?!?!  It really is. 

So, that was Danielle’s shower that Megan and I threw for her.  Frankly, it was an awesome time. 

Happy Friday, ya’ll!  Enjoy your weekend!!!

I never said it enough..

August 23, 2010

This is a tribute to my grandfather whom passed away on Sunday, August 22, 2010.

I’ve said before that I’m not ok with death.  It just doesn’t settle well within my heart.

This time was different.  Grandpa was ready.  His peace with his fate allowed me (and hopefully some of my rather large family) to cry fewer tears, hurt a little less, and do my absolute best to remember him with all smiles and his “galdangit” good time havin’ self.

I’ve not met a man with stronger convictions.  Being a father to 14 children takes a certain kind of man.  My grandpa was the man for the job.  His entire adulthood was spent working day in and day out to support his family and not a Sunday went by that his little church in his little town didn’t see his face.

He spent his last years caring for my grandma who has a bad case of Alzheimer’s.  Even though he was always lonely, he did what was best for her and put her in a care home so that she’d have what she needed.

My mother is his oldest living daughter (Rest in peace, Aunt Marilyn).  She’s the greatest person I know.  I’d like to think he’s a big part of who she is.

As a child I remember my grandpa chasing me with his “finger spider”–middle finger straight out, two fingers on each side supporting it, acting as legs.  I’d run screaming from the silly thing and he’d giggle and laugh and slap his knee–no other person in the world would ever be able to get such joy out of this!

On my wedding day he hugged me and told me how proud of me he was.  Having him pose with me for pictures and sit next to my other grandpa and just be there on that day made me happier than I can even express.  I’ve been so lucky to be able to share that experience with him.

I never told him enough that I loved him and enjoyed spending time with him.  His laugh roars on in my memories.  His love and adoration for his family lives on in my memories.  His faith in God never faltered and I know that today he is sitting up there proving just how awesome faith in God truly is.

Man, I’m going to miss him.

Rest now, Grandpa, you’ve earned it.  I love you.

In loving memory of Leo Gerber.