Thursday, December 31, 2009

A Decade to Remember

Everyone has been posting their year in review, but I think it's much more entertaining to talk about the past decade.

In The Year 2000...
  • I turned 16, entered high school, and started driving a Camaro.
  • Everyone was making a big deal about the beginning of the millennium. My mom didn't freak out, instead she bought a set of bowls with Y2k all over them. I think she got rid of them last year.
  • The Sooners won the National Championship. They beat the Florida State Seminoles.
  • I got my heart broken for the first time.
  • I wanted to be a doctor for a professional sports team.
  • I had more guy friends than I did girl friends.
  • Al Gore won the election, but George Bush was the President.
  • Country Grammar by Nelly was seriously overplayed.
In the year 2001...
  • I ran my car into a ditch.
  • 5 kids in my class were in a car crash. 4 were killed. The survivor lost her twin.
  • 9/11 happened.
  • My best friend decided that I wasn't putting as much into our friendship as she was. My friends that were girls began to dwindle to a few.
  • Rocky Calmus won the Dick Butkis award.
  • The guy that broke my heart convinced me to be "friends with benefits" with him. Yes, I know just how ridiculous and stupid that was of me.
  • I paged at the State Capitol. We had a mock legislature. I decided I wanted to be in public service.
  • I knew I wanted to be a political science major and be an attorney one day.
  • Follow Me by Uncle Kracker was a popular song that year.
In the year 2002...
  • I went to Boston for a summer mission trip.
  • I started my senior year in high school.
  • I was the football sweetheart in Homecoming Court.
  • I was accepted to the University of Oklahoma, Stephens College, and Trinity University.
  • Got chewed out on my birthday by a girl who to this day I will walk the other direction when I see her.
  • I had one good girlfriend and a great bunch of guy friends. These guys taught me about football, friendship, and what a good guy should look like.
  • Found out that the one good girlfriend couldn't believe that I received the President's Leadership Class scholarship. Never confronted her about it.
  • Avril Lavigne had a song called Complicated that was popular then too.
In the year 2003...
  • We went into Iraq because George W. thought there were weapons of mass destruction.
  • I graduated high school.
  • Swore I'd never return to Small Town, Oklahoma to live. EVER. AGAIN.
  • Started OU as a political science major.
  • Started going to the gym regularly.
  • Pledged Phi Lamb for the first time.
  • Went to my first frat party on campus.
  • Jason White won the Heisman trophy.
  • Met some great girls on my freshman dorm hall.
  • Get Low by Lil John and The Eastside Boyz featuring the Ying Yang Twins was overplayed as well, but we still listened every time it came on the radio.
In the year 2004...
  • Lost a total of 40 pounds.
  • In the spring, every Friday went to lunch with my guy friends from high school that went to OU. We also went out to dinner for everyone's birthday.
  • Grew out my hair.
  • Had my first panic attack.
  • Pledged Phi Lamb for the second time. Became a member.
  • Adrian "All Day" Peterson made his debut at OU.
  • Got a chi.
  • George W. got his second term. This was my first time to vote in an election. No, I did not vote for him.
  • Hoobastank's, The Reason was a favorite song of mine.
In the year 2005...
  • Became Chaplain of Phi Lamb.
  • Met my future husband.
  • Spent my 21st birthday in Vegas. It was the first time Brandon flew on an airplane.
  • Oklahoma wins the Holiday Bowl.
  • Chief Justice William Rehnquist died.
  • Met my best friends, Emily and Katherine. These two girls really taught me about sisterhood and friendship.
  • Got engaged at Christmas.
  • Gold Digger by Jamie Foxx and Kanye West was my favorite song.
In the year 2006...
  • Brandon started at OU.
  • Jessi started college at OU.
  • Jessi pledged Phi Lamb. Brandon pledged Beta Upsilon Chi.
  • I began my first year of my year and a half as a senior at OU.
  • OU won the Big XII Championship for the fourth year in a row.
  • At mid-term elections, the Democrats took control of both houses.
  • Chasing Cars by SnowPatrol was my favorite song.
  • We set a date for our wedding.
In the year 2007...
  • PLBD was founded.
  • I graduated college.
  • Got married a week later.
  • Returned to Small Town, Oklahoma so my husband could attend college and because I had a good job waiting for me.
  • Moved into our first little shack of love.
  • Brandon and I went to the first of many OU/Texas weekends together.
  • Barack Obama and Hilary Clinton announce their candidacy for the American Presidency so did John McCain and Mitt Romney.
  • Rehab by Amy Winehouse was a good song that was popular this year.
In the year 2008...
  • We went on our honeymoon.
  • I started my blog.
  • My sister was elected to the vice-presidency of Phi Lamb.
  • We went to Vegas for Thanksgiving.
  • Barack Obama was elected to the Presidency.
  • Sam Bradford won the Heisman.
  • We celebrated our first anniversary and bought our first car together.
  • Viva la Vida by Coldplay was the number one song this last year.
In the year 2009...
  • In the spring, I didn't get into law school.
  • We went to Iowa to see my family.
  • Senator Edward Moore Kennedy died.
  • I met some great girls through blogging.
  • We celebrated two years of marriage.
  • We got our first puppy, Paisley, together.
  • I got into law school.
  • Poker Face by Lady Gaga was a popular song this year.
  • OU beat Stanford in the Sun Bowl.
In the year 2010...well, I guess we'll find out about that one soon enough.

Happy New Year!!

P.S. Don't forget to post some questions you've been dying to ask.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wednesday is "MIA" Day

MIA: missing in action; off the bloggy radar

So after I wrote that quick post on Monday where I talked about getting sick, I did just that.

I woke up Tuesday feeling achey. I think as of right now, I've been awake for maybe 8 hours in the past two's appointment included.

And so naturally, I haven't commented on any blogs from the past two days until now. And my comments have been while on my medication. So clearly, I'm not making any sense.

I had a major post in the works for today since tomorrow is the end of the year and all, but it ain't happenin'. Sorryboutcha on that folks...but since I'm feeling loopy, I've decided you can ask me any question you want and I'll answer them in a future post.

And maybe tomorrow, I'll have my top ten of 2009 posted.


Monday, December 28, 2009

Monday Mumblings...

There hasn't been a random thoughts post in awhile, so here goes...

  • I really enjoyed the snow over the Christmas weekend. We're expected to get more tomorrow.
  • A new Vera Bradley Cupcakes Pink duffel bag, shirts, jeans, work-out clothes, an OU t-shirt, an OU hoodie, a Wizard of OZ shopping bag, a Wizard of Oz Pez dispenser, stocking stuffers and a Wizard of Oz snuggie are the list of my Christmas gifts this year.
  • My husband sent me some flowers today congratulating me on getting into law school. I love that man. Think I'll keep him around for a long time.
  • In case you didn't know, I collect Wizard of Oz stuff.
  • I didn't get a lot of sleep this weekend. I crashed hard when I got home from work this evening. Think it may be more than just being tired though...I have a scratchy throat. Yick.
  • I'm sending out Christmas cards this week. I know. Total slacker. Got them from Wal-Mart too...that has to be some kind of cool point loser.
  • I can't decide if I want the Symphony in Hue, Imperial Toile or Cupcakes Pink in the mailbag in Vera. Thoughts?
Good evening.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

I got a letter in the mail today.

We got back into town tonight after the Christmas festivities. (as evidenced by Paisley modeling her new puppy snuggie. Yes, I'm really that dog parent now! Brandon's mom and dad got this for her!)

I told my husband that we needed to check the mail because we were going to get rebates for our phones soon.

Well, we didn't get the rebates yet, but...


I got two miracles this Christmas.

Now it's not IF I get into law school.

It's WHEN I become an attorney.


Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. -Hebrews 11:1

God is SO good!!

Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas! Feliz Navidad! Mele Kalikimaka! Joyeux Noel! Buon Natale!

Luke 2:1-20
The Birth of Jesus

In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to his own town to register.

So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ[a] the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
"Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests."

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about."

So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. 19But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 20The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Last night in Oklahoma, it came a White Christmas!!

I was so excited that Paisley had her first snow, and a White Christmas in one!

It was truly magical.
This morning, we rose bright and early to open presents.

Although, it must be noted that it was a little late for Christmas morning standards.While it was 7:57, we usually hit the floor around 5:45-6:00am.
I've since risen from my post un-wrapping presents nap and so it's time for one final wish to you and yours this Christmas season!!

We hope you and yours have a very Merry Christmas!!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

It's Christmas Eve y'all!

Well kids, we made it.

It's Christmas Eve.

And I've only today and tomorrow and my 25 days of Christmas posting stint will come to a close for 2009. It always sneaks up on me.

My posting skills were getting a little weary which is why I requested a few guest bloggers for this week. And they were fabulous. I love to hear about other traditions from all over our country.

A side note: I think that's one of the things that's so great about where the majority of us live. Even, Christmas looks different for all of us.

And now I don't think I said all I wanted to say. Go figure.

So here I sit, blogging on Christmas Eve morning, with no sounds but the snow storm making its way here and a certain Christmas puppy snoring. The tree is lit and I can't help but think about how I should tell you about my every day life instead of another post about Christmas.So I will.

Sunday was one of the best Christmas services I have attended in awhile. I enjoyed the music and am so glad that our music minister was called to our church to serve. Doesn't hurt that he's a Sooner fan either.

Monday...what did I do on Monday? Oh yeah, I went to work as usual. It was a pretty hairy day. After all it was Monday. And if you follow me on Twitter, you know that I was slightly bitter about not being on Christmas break this week. This is my first time to not have a major break like I usually do and I was not happy about it. Hopefully, my attitude about it wasn't apparent. Don't worry, I

Tuesday was our 2nd anniversary. I cannot believe that it's been two years since we froze our little butts off while taking pictures in front of our church. Things have changed so much and yet they've stayed the same. We went out to dinner, came home and watched a movie on Netflix. (By the way, Netflix is my latest obsession. Love it.) This also was when my husband set up my computer to the tv so we could watch a movie on demand. Since then, my computer has stayed in place because I love to read blogs and blog on the big screen. Mock me if you must, but if your husband sets it up for you sometime, I know you'll be thanking me later. It's like blogger crack or something. It has made my love for this bloggy world just that much more intense. My husband isn't too crazy about it because it has put his Xbox time on hold for just a little, but oh well. I'm not too broken up about that situation. After the movie, we did what married couples do.

Wednesday was the last day of the work week for me. It was on this day that I got my attitude in check and became thankful that I have not just a job, but a job that has health care benefits and a good work environment. My bosses and coworkers are invested in me and are hoping and praying that I get into law school because they know it's my biggest dream too. I still peeled out of the parking lot when we got to leave work early. I came home and read blogs on the big screen again before my husband could get home to protest and just enjoyed the quiet. We went to another Christmas service at church. It was a candlelit service and again was wonderful. We had dinner at everyone's favorite Mexican place that puts Abuelos and all big franchise alike to shame. Then we went out to my parents for awhile. I dozed off on the couch because I'm getting to where I have to have my 8 hours of sleep and for obvious reasons didn't get it the night before. My husband woke me up and we came home with my little brother and sister in tow. I crashed immediately. They stayed up watching a movie. I woke up about an hour into my sleep because my dog was whining to get in bed with me. I went back to sleep.

And here I sit.

Tonight we'll read the Christmas story and Twas the Night before Christmas. None of us will be able to sleep because Santa is coming. (Hey! If you don't believe, you don't receive at my momma's house! So I believe!)

And tomorrow is the celebration of Christ entering the world so that "man no more may die."

It's a lot to take in sometimes that he came for ALL of us.

It is the most true and purest miracle of all.

Well, I suppose it's time I close this post. I've got to get ready. We've got some last minute errands to run before tomorrow. I mean camping out at the movie theater with all the good movies is quite a feat to accomplish even at Christmas time you know.

Merry Christmas Eve everyone.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Wednesday is "Tradition" Day

I'm diggin' this guest blogger deal. Happy Wednesday and Merry Christmas!
I'm b.e.g. and Samantha has asked me to do a guest post for her Educational Wednesday, but I'd like to put a spin on it and talk about family traditions for the holidays. Tradition, from Merriam-Webster Dictionary is defined as:

Tradition (noun): an inherited, customary, or established pattern of thought, action, or behavior.
That can mean a whole heck of a lot. And there's likely to be a lot of variation dependent upon each individual, their family, their extended family, the area in which they hail from (Sooners or Cowboys, North or South, you tell me!!), and their cultural backgrounds. For me?

My family is big on tradition. We go to Disney for every family vacation. It's tradition. The birthday person picks the restaurant. It's tradition. We have cherry pie on Father's Day. It's tradition. We have three kinds of stuffing for Thanksgiving. It's tradition. We sing "Hakuna Matana" as we enter the pink and purple entrance gates to Disney World. It's tradition.

Christmas also involves many a tradition. We have Santa hats, mine is the one with the puffiest white ball of cotton on the end of it, my mother's is the flattest velour you've ever seen in your life, Carson Cressly beware! We wear the Santa hats when we open presents, it's tradition!

The weekend before Christmas is the most hellacious tradition in our household. The cookies. Oh yes, cookies. My mother has amassed several recipes, she enjoys making everyone's favorite cookies, adding different varieties, recipes, and versions of the cookies every year, in her attempts to please everyone's taste buds! When my younger sister and I were kids, my father would take us to our Grandmother's house for the weekend. This three-day baking fiasco would not leave my mother in a good mood and he had good sense to know that. It was tradition!

As we got older, we stayed home, but our father filled the weekend with trips, movies, friends, and other outings. When we returned home, it was a treat to taste the cookies that had been made and try to steal nibs from the dough chilling in the fridge. If we were real good, we'd be allowed to frost sugar cookies with my mother. It was tradition! Now it's tradition to stay out of the kitchen when it's Christmas Cookie Baking Time. So serious it deserves capital letters!

On Christmas morning, it's tradition to wait until the adults have had their coffee to open gifts. Now we're all old enough, we all have a cup of coffee together as we open gifts. That's new tradition.

We open my sister's gifts to my parents and myself, as well as my gifts to my parents and my sisters first. That's tradition. Then we open the remainder of the presents.

Now with my sister's fiance and my husband in the picture, it's teaching them about our traditions. My sister's fiance doesn't come from a big gift-giving family. Last year he was angry and upset with how much money my mother spent on him. She told him to get over it because it's not stopping. It's tradition! My husband's family goes around in a circle and one person opens a gift at a time. He said he liked our "have at it" attitude towards the big gifts and marveled over our intense pleasure and camaraderie as we opened our stocking stuffers.

Christmas food is a big tradition. We have ham strata (layers of buttered bread, ham, and cheddar cheese, with egg and milk soaked in overnight, baked in the morning and served with warm maple syrup from Vermont, we are New Englanders, after all!) and more coffee. This year, we have ham strata with homemade bread because of my soy allergy. Tradition stands steady in the face of allergies. No one wanted to let go of the ham strata.

Nor do we let go of our sausage bread, pepperoni bread, or shrimp cocktail. Sometimes we have spiked eggnog, now that we're all of drinking age, right? It's tradition!

Next year my husband and I will be hosting Christmas at our place. It will not be the same as coming down those stairs from the bedroom and quietly gasping in awe of the blanket of presents under the tree. Rather, it will be the site of new traditions, new stories to tell, new customs, new ways of thinking (and eating!), and engaging with one another. That's the nice thing about traditions, families come together and merge and create new traditions wherever they go.

That's just my little family of six, just a few of our traditions, what are some of your family traditions?

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Hubba Hubba

Today, my husband and I are celebrating two years of marriage as of 6:25 pm.

Yes, I really looked at the clock right before the pastor announced it.

It was an important moment people. I mean really.

So this post is gonna be short and sweet because I'm busy.

If you need an explanation as to why I'm busy, bless your little heart.

Hope this finds you well today my little readers.

And if you'd rather read a mushy story about us, then I suggest this one. It's about miracles.

And if that doesn't blow your socks off, try this one...

Happy Anniversary Brandon. I love you.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Christmas Traditions: Kelsey Style!

Hooray for guest bloggers!! Tonight you'll be blessed to hear from my pal Kelsey.
Sam was kind enough to allow little ol’ me to have an opportunity to be a guest blogger on her wonderful blog. Here is a little background about Sam and myself. You see, we both went to OU (Boomer Sooner). We were also both in the Christian sorority Sigma Phi Lambda. We were also both officers at the same time. She was the chaplain and I was the president. We are also both now on the Alumni Council for Phi Lamb. We weren’t that close during undergrad but surprise surprise blogging has made us close! So in honor of Sam’s love for Christmas I am now going to entertain you with my favorite Christmas traditions.

Christmas growing up in my family was a big deal. One important part of Christmas has always been the church. You see, I am Lutheran and very set in my traditional Lutheran ways. Just ask anyone who knows me!

With that said nothing makes me happier than being in the church at Christmas. I love advent. I love preparing my heart for Christ’s birth. I love advent wreaths. I love Christmas hymns. I just LOVE the church at Christmas

My favorite traditions are centered around Christmas Eve. When my husband, TJ, and I got married I wanted to spend Christmas Eve with my family and we could do Christmas Day with his family. I know most people would prefer the opposite.

We start out the evening by eating some yummy comfort food like Frito Chili Pie (which if you have never tried you have to)! We then get bundled up in our winter apparel since it is so frigid in Dallas at Christmas (haha).

We then head out to look at Christmas lights. We go all around the area and just drive and drive! We set our radio on Christmas music and soak it all in. It really puts you in the mood to go to church.

We then usually go to the 11 pm church service. We of course have to arrive early. You have to get there early so you can sit in the pew that you do every Sunday! Duh.

Then the beauty that is Christmas Eve begins. The hymns are fantastic. The sermons are inspiring. The communion is centering. It is a perfect hour in time. I love it.

The service always ends in Silent Night my favorite Christmas hymn. We have candles, the lights are turned out, everyone is singing, everyone is in the moment. The last verse gets my every time. I get warm fuzzies just thinking about it.

Oh, how I love Christmas. Oh how thankful I am for Christ. I hope that this year when you are in church singing Silent Night you are thinking how blessed you are! I will be praying that you all have a blessed Christmas and New Year!


Sunday, December 20, 2009

Christmas is the time of year...

I know, that you know I love Christmas.

We've talked about my love for the music.
We've talked about love for tradition.
We've talked about how I don't like Christmas shopping.
We've talked about how I believe in miracles.

But what we haven't talked about is the reason for the season.

The reason that I love Christmas most of all is because the world changes. Literally.

Our hearts change.
Our homes change.
Our attitudes change.

And if you're in the right place at the right time, your life will change.

This morning in church, God met me where I was.

He always does.

That's one of my favorite things about God. He is faithful.

I hope that God meets you where you are this Christmas season.

I pray that He brings you joy, hope, and peace.

Jesus is the reason for all these things after all.

But most of all, I pray He brings you love.

Happy Sunday and Merry Christmas.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

I love Christmas, but I hate Christmas shopping.


I know you're in shock that there is something about Christmas I don't like, but hear me out first.

We have good hearts, I promise here at our little Christmas apartment but what we're sorely lacking to go with our big hearts are big pockets.

If I said I am not whining right here, I'd be lying because I am. However, I'm not whining about our current chapter of our lives. We have each other and while money is tight, the important thing is that Brandon is getting his education. I am working while he is finishing up. We each have our roles for this portion of the tale of our marriage. We also, I personally think, will be more appreciative later in life when we have because we'll remember when we had not.

(This is the part where I whine just in case you couldn't tell.)

HOWEVER, Brandon and I cannot give what we would like to give to the ones we love. We budgeted money, and have a gift for everyone we need. I just wish I could give them what I really want to give as opposed to what I have to give because of our current circumstances.

Please don't misunderstand me. We're not so poor that we have nothing. I get my "hair did" every month and buy all the product that goes with it. We eat out on a pretty regular basis. And we pay all of our bills every month on time.

God has taken and will take care of us time after time.

They are the little miracles in life that keep me grounded.

It just gripes me that we're not there yet. Contentment is a hard lesson to learn and one that I find myself struggling with on a regular basis and obviously so, today.

One day I'll be super pumped about Christmas shopping.

Until then, I hope what I've shared today hasn't been too personal or whiney for that matter.

Because I'm certainly not into whiners. In fact, I'm from the "Suck it up sister" school of thought.

Happy Saturday and Mele Kalikimaka.

Friday, December 18, 2009

George can tell me this anytime...

...cause he's one fine lookin' man.

You can thank me later.

Happy Friday and Merry Christmas.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Sending you a little Christmas...

I no longer have family in the military, but I do have a sister that came home from Norman--God's Country--Oklahoma today. The past month and a half has been a little full for my family and I haven't seen my sister since before Thanksgiving.

I missed her a ton.

The good news is that finals are over and she came home today.

She's running low on sleep but high on life because finals are over and she's HOME for the holidays!

But there are those who have family in the military that can't come home for Christmas. I can never in my life remember a time when I didn't spend it with my immediate family.

So if you don't have family that are serving in the Armed Forces and the American people, squeeze your family extra tight tonight.

If you do have someone in the military that can't be home for Christmas, from our family to yours....

Thank you and Merry Christmas.

P.S. Anyone interested in guest blogging here at the RTH?

P.P.S. Jessi and Katherine finals are over now. You're officially no longer cut any slack on commenting, thankyouverymuch. And yes, Katherine I just called you out about your lack of commenting on my blog.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Wednesday is "Grinch" Day.

Grinch: to gripe or complain about stuff peripheral to holidays (e.g. traffic, crowds at the mall, etc.)

I am not a Grinch. I know several people who are. I'm sure y'all do too. I don't really get the cranky attitude in general, except when it comes to traffic.

I know y'all know I love Christmas, but I would only do a dis-service to the holiday season if I didn't talk about how sometimes we let our Grinch side get the best of us.

Today was one of those days for me.

As you may or may not know, I have some legendary road rage.

I was on my way to work. I passed through a light and was going straight. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a big ole Lincoln Continental pull out from my church and for a second, I thought she was going to stay in the center lane. And a second later, I realized that she was TURNING!!

I was going 45 at this point. (This was the speed limit by the way.)

I barely got it shut down because that's how late she decided to turn.

I was also honking my horn like crazy.

I barely missed rear-ending her.

I took a deep breath and started to push on the accelerator.

I wasn't going to flip her off. I don't do that. I'm a lady thankyouverymuch.

I just planned to give her the stare-down was all.

I pulled up beside her at the stop light.

I checked myself in the mirror.

I am having a fabulous hair day, I thought.

I looked over, pushed my shades down to shoot the "kiss my butt" look and THE OLD GRANNY WAS FLIPPING ME OFF!!

I couldn't help myself.

I rolled down my window.

The following conversation ensued:

Me: Excuse me, but WHY are YOU flipping me off? You pulled out in FRONT of ME!
Hateful Old Lady: You should have been paying attention!
Me: You didn't even look before you pulled out! So you should have been paying attention!
Hateful Old Lady: Oh whatever.
Me: Whatever is my generation's word, YOU OLD LADY!

And then I peeled off the line to leave her in the dust.

I know it was bad. I'm sure I lost a few readers over this deal.

But sometimes, Grinch happens.


On a completely non-Christmas and Educational Wednesday related matter, today is Paisley Noel's 1st Birthday!

And you know what that means...

It means you're to press play and jump around and have a 2 minute and 43 second dance party wherever you are.

And in case you were wondering, Paisley loves the color red and all things blingy!

Happy Wednesday and Merry Christmas

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Tuesday High/Low: I miss college edition

The Beach Boys know how to do a good Christmas song that's for sure.

High: Today marks the second year that I am a proud alumna of the University of Oklahoma.
Low: I do not miss finals. Some were really rough.

High: This week is a good week even if it is finals week because Holiday break is so close you can taste it for some.
Low: I don't get a holiday break anymore. I really miss that about college.

High:I don't have to study for classes that I don't like anymore.
Low: My husband is gone studying tonight.

High: But that means I can watch Gone with the Wind without him complaining at all. YIPPPEEEE!!!!

Sorry for the short post, but I've a date with a puppy and a movie.

Happy Tuesday and Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 14, 2009

Tour of Homes: The RTH Edition

Yay for the Tour of Homes by the Nester!
Welcome to our home (school apartment) at Christmas time!

These are a few of my favorite ornaments.
This is our 2009 ornament. You should not be surprised that it is football related. Notice Santa wears crimson and cream...I'm just sayin'!

These were a wedding gift from one of my bridesmaids, Emily.

I love the bride and groom ornaments because we got married at Christmas time.

I collect Santa Clauses. These are the two I have so far. I plan to buy one every year.This is my newest one. Isn't he pretty? He makes me think of Babbo Natale.Here is my small collection of Nutcrackers and our stockings.And this is my bloggy tree...yes I picked the colors to decorate the tree based on the ones you see here.
This is one of my favorite ornaments on the tree.
Brandon picked this one out, although he'd never admit it.
I put some red on it of course.

I love this snowflake.
This side of the tree is pretty.
And of course no picture of our house is complete without Paisley Noel!Happy Monday and Merry Christmas from our home to yours!

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Our little family of three...

I can't tell you how much our life has changed within the past couple of days since Paisley Noel came to live with us.

And I am absolutely loving it.

Here's how our life has changed so far...

  1. Paisley sleeps with us, under the covers. We actually adopted Paisley because the family that she was with found out that they were expecting their first child and already had two boxers. So she has a few established habits. And she sleeps waaaay under the covers. Brandon now sleeps with two heaters, one human and one canine.
  2. She is already potty trained! Hooray! So when she is ready to go to the bathroom she lets us know by going to the door or by well...farting while she's sitting in our lap. After one or two toxic poots we're out the door to resolve the issue.
  3. Paisley goes where we go. When I get ready in the morning, Paisley sits patiently in the bathroom while I'm in the shower. If she gets nervous that I'm gone she whines a little, I peek around the shower curtain and all is well. This should be interesting.
  4. Paisley likes to drink out of the bathtub and if she doesn't get her way she plops her little Frenchie hiney down on the tub floor until she does.
  5. We're more active since she's around. This is without a doubt the biggest plus of all. We both want to lose weight and we're serious after the New Year, but she sure has given us a head start by playing tug of war with her rope and peg ball. She does not like it either if you quit on her. In fact, I think it pisses her off a little bit. That's my kinda girl. She doesn't quit because it gets hard.
  6. Brandon and I are spending more time together with her. We think about her needs and when we arise to the occasion to take care of her both of us are usually up to do so. We don't want to miss out on any Paisley action and as a result we spend more time with each other too. So this one actually is better than Number 5. (Which is why you're reading this lame-o post now....I'm hurrying so I can get to bed.)
  7. Oh yeah...Paisley gets one piece of ice a day. It's a favorite treat of hers and she will stand and stare at the fridge when she's ready for it. Can we say spoiled? But we wouldn't have it any other way.
Hope this finds you well.

Happy Sunday and Merry Christmas from my new little family of three.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Awards, a recipe and a bit of sad news.

My pal Brittany and new bloggy follower b.e.g gave me the Happy 101 Award.

This award, meant to be gifted to bloggers who make you smile, has two requirements.

1. List 10 things that make you happy
2. List 10 bloggers who brighten your day.

  1. My sister, Jessi is coming home for the holidays this week. I can't wait to stay up late watching Christmas movies with her once she gets home. Of course there are the bowl games to watch as well.
  2. Rumor has it, Vera Bradley makes dog collars. This makes my heart smile and my dad's eyes roll. :)
  3. I have 7 and a half work days until my little Christmas Vacation. I can't wait.
  4. On Christmas Eve, all the kids sleep in one room together. We've been doing it since Brandon and I started dating.
  5. I know I should have had my Christmas cards out by now, but I'm glad I waited because now we have Paisley to put in the picture!
  6. My husband is wonderful. I lost my camera cords and he got on and took care of the situation right away.
  7. I have not bit my nails in over 6 months. I know not really a big deal but it is for me because I bit mine for forever.
  8. I am still super happy about this little lady.
  9. We had lasagna tonight for dinner. Seriously it is one of those dishes I could eat for the rest of my life, I love it that much kinda things.
  10. It feels good to be finished with the LSAT. I am filling out applications like a mad woman these days. It's actually kind of a no pressure type deal. I really like it.
I am tagging: Kelsey, Jessi, Heather, Jessika, Katherine, Megan, Daffy and if you're lurking speak up, because I'm tagging you!
I also got this cute award from Daffy.
Isn't it fun?
And Travis asked for my recipe for Taco Calzone. It is super simple.

Put your taco meat, with shredded cheese inside crescent rolls. Bake for the amount and heat listed on the crescent roll package. Enjoy. I make mine extra cheesy.

And the sad sister Jessi's dog of almost 11 years past away today. He was the best doggy she ever had and she loved him lots. So say a little prayer for her. It was a rough day for all of us.


Hope this finds you well on Saturday. I'm moping just a little because football season is almost over.

Happy Christmas.

Friday, December 11, 2009

My second surprise ever at Christmas happened today.

At Christmas time, I have a bit of a reputation outside of lover of all things Christmas.

I'm a bit lot of a...snoop.

In fact, you might say my skill is legend.

By the time I was 10 I had unwrapped and wrapped back my first movie.

I kinda was on the naughty list for that one.

At 12, my mother relocated ALL of MY presents to other states because I was just so skilled at being bad. And yet, with all the preparation that my parents so painstakingly took, I still found out I was getting a brand new bike.

Needless to say, I began to get bored with just doing it at Christmas time.

So I started snooping for birthday presents too.

Brandon was not amused when he found out that I was a snoop.

You see he wasn't amused because he had a pretty engagement ring to give to me our first Christmas.

And at this point in our little story, I'd known about my presents for 5 years straight.

A little side note: I was concerned about being a badass in my Camaro that my parents got me for my Sweet 16. I figured I owed them a break that year. By the way I was totally surprised then as well.

I digress. This tale is about Christmas surprises.

Okay so engagement is my understanding that Brandon was almost caught about 5 different times. And I still was completely oblivious.

And don't think I didn't try to figure out what I was getting for Christmas.

I did.

And I totally failed.

Brandon asked me to marry him on the merriest of days: Christmas.

And on the 22nd of this month we've been married for two years.

December seems to be our month.

This year, we decided we wanted a dog for Christmas.

We're not ready for human kids, but we decided that we might be ready for a canine if you didn't know already.

Well I thought I had one yesterday. We decided that the situation was too good to be true and turns out we were right. It was a total scam. And I was totally bummed.

I spent all day today moping around because I didn't have a puppy at my house.

I was ready for work to be over so I could go out and find a dog when I got off work.

I even drove down the Main Street in our town so I could make a run by Wal-Mart to see if they had any there.

It took me a little longer because I went this way and Brandon called.

I thought he was just being nice and checking on me because I was so bummed.

I also may or may not have moped and whined a little bit to him today off and on about the no puppy situation.

He said well hurry and get here because we're hungry. (My brother and sister were over for the evening.)

I got off the phone...sighed dramatically because I still didn't have a dog and pulled into our apartment complex.

I walked into the house and there was my second surprise ever at Christmas time...Christmas bow and all.

Her name is Paisley and she ran right up to me, gave me kisses and gave me this look like, "It's about time you got here!"

She is a French Bulldog and absolutely wonderful. Naturally, she already has a dress on and some bling around her neck. I became one of those dog parents in about 15 minutes-literally. We went to pick up pizza for dinner and had to stop by Wal-Mart for food and the necessities like her dress and bling of course 15 minutes later.

I am not kidding.

I'm just waiting for my mom to formally meet her before I tell her that she will need a stocking of her own too.

Her birthday is next week on December 16th.

December seems to be our month.

But then again, I'm a total believer in miracles happening at Christmas.

My miracle's name is Paisley Noel.

Isn't she cute?????????????????

Merry Christmas!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Christmas Favorites Quiz...aka I almost forgot I was supposed to blog today!!

1. Favorite Christmas movies: Christmas Vacation, A White Christmas, Santa Claus is Coming to Town, Home Alone and The Santa Clause

2. Favorite Christmas gift: my engagement ring from Brandon

3. Favorite Christmas dessert: my moms dirt cake

4. Favorite Christmas candies/snacks: white chocolate covered pretzels, Grandmas chex mix, ranch oyster crackers, and mandarin oranges

5. Favorite Christmas commercial:

6. Favorite Christmas drink: my moms punch

7. Favorite Christmas meal: Mexican Feast: enchiladas, taco calzone, tacos, chips and queso.

8. Favorite Christmas decoration: a little Christmas town that my mom has and my Grannies 12 days of Christmas glasses that I got last year

9. Favorite Christmas book: Twas the Night Before Christmas and the Christmas Story (Book of Matthew)

10. Favorite Christmas Carols: Away in a Manger, The First Noel, Joy the to the World, and Silent Night

11. Favorite Christmas songs: The Christmas Waltz by Frank Sinatra, I love those J-I-N-G-L-E Bells by Frank Sinatra, A White Christmas by Bing Crosby, Some Day at Christmas by Stevie Wonder, Little Saint Nick by the Beach Boys, and Snoopys Christmas by the Royal Guardsmenand this is just the tip of the iceberg of course.

12. Favorite Christmas tradition: waking up super early to open Christmas presents with my family on Christmas morning

Happy Thursday and Merry Christmas!

P.S. Still on the hunt for a puppy...and I own a boxer by the way.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Wednesday is "Puppy" Day

Puppy: a baby dog;what I want for Christmas

So I've decided what I want for Christmas.

I want a puppy.

But seriously, dogs are really expensive. And here's what gets me. The people who write the ads seemed totally concerned about the home their beloved litter is headed to, but really they're not.

I've been checking around and every dog is astronomically priced.

But the seller is concerned about the puppy going to a good home.

Yeah and I'm the Queen of England.

They're not concerned about a good home for their dog.

They're concerned about their pocket book.

I realize we're in a recession, but really this is outrageous.

And this girl ain't payin' for outrageous.

I really really really really want a puppy for Christmas, but apparently I'm not worthy enough of having a dog because I don't have thousands of dollars to shell out for one dog.

Makes total and complete sense right?

That's what I thought too.

Happy Wednesday and Merry Christmas.

P.S. I want a boxer or a maltese or a bulldog(Victorian, English or French are all acceptable) or a maltipoo or a shih-tzu.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Tuesday High/Low: The Christmas Commercial Edition

The time has come for some most important recognition for a certain tradition that happens during the Christmas season. It is a very serious matter and one that should not be taken likely.

Christmas commercials.

Mock me if you must, but you know that you have your all time favorite Christmas commercials.

These are mine.


Best. Christmas. Commercial. Ever.


Now this is also another favorite. In fact, it was considered number one until my youngest sister saw it and said, "I love this commercial, but man it's old!"

Y'all it came out a year after I was born.

So while it's still a's a little tainted for me now.

Oh well.

Here's my response to what she said to me.

I may be old now, but some day so will she. Heh heh.

Happy Tuesday and Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 7, 2009

Blondes do it better at Christmas time.

I would like to take a moment to prove that blondes do it better.

I know this is quite bold and even a little boastful of me. But really people, it's just the truth.

You see, blondes have a talent that no other hair color does. We have the ability to make an outfit glow.

We prove this skill best during the Christmas season.

Exhibit A:See how the white, red and green pop?

And now for Exhibit B:Okay, so this isn't a dress from her holiday special, but you get the point.

We blondes do it better at Christmas time. ;)

Happy Monday and Merry Christmas!

Sunday, December 6, 2009

I love those J-I-N-G-L-E bells! OH!

I LOVE this song! It brightens my day every time I hear it during the Christmas season.

So how about a little update on the regular life of me?
  • The LSAT is over and I'm glad!
  • My youngest sister got 1st place at a cheer competition this weekend.
  • Our church's "Hanging of the Green" service was tonight and it was wonderful. Christmas carols are among my favorites to sing. The music is just so pure.
  • I have not had a nap all weekend. I will probably crash tonight right after Brothers and Sisters.
  • Our house is a wreck right now. We'll have to get on that before finals week rolls around so it is still manageable.
  • I want a dog.
  • I am in a very good place despite all the storms that are going on in my world. The ONLY reason this is possible is because of God's grace. Yeah, I still cry and get upset about things that are going on, but all in all, I'm assured that life will go on and God will be with me every step of the way.
  • Finishing up Breaking Dawn this week. I've gotta get on my task of reading through Harry Potter during Christmas y'all.
  • People do not know how to drive in Tulsa.
  • Pecan pie has revolutionized my life. Seriously.
Hope this finds you well and happy and with the ones you love.

Happy Sunday and Merry Christmas.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

25 Days of Christmas: Guest Blogger

As promised, I am presenting a guest blogger to you during this Christmas blogging season. Her name is Brittany and she writes a fabulously witty blog all the way from beautiful Florida! I consider her one of my pals in life. She is the real deal. Hope you enjoy her while I'm taking the LSAT or snoozing away the day away after the LSAT. Happy Christmas and Happy Saturday!
Hello, all you Samantha lovers!

I am so honored to be chatting with you all today about my favorite time of the year: Christmas!

I was raised in a house that celebrated every holiday. We decorated; we ate themed meals, and above all else, we instilled and kept traditions.

And Christmas? Christmas was the big grand-daddy holiday of them all.

Christmas required hundreds of decorations, hundreds of themed meals, and hundreds of well-kept traditions.

From as early as I can remember, the whole family took part in the year's grandest celebration; the whole family was required to love Christmas.

We might as well have been indoctrinated.

And like any good indoctrinators, my parents armed themselves with the necessities: the theme songs, the rah-rah Christmas cheers, and the literature.

Yes, the literature.

My family had a laundry-basket, bedecked with holly and pine boughs and all manner of Christmas-y things, piled high with Christmas books.

There were books that told about the birth of Christ; there were books that told about the origin of good old St. Nick; there were books that told of the stories of reindeer, and Santa, and elves.

There was even one that told the story of a family of Honey Bears that celebrated Christmas in a whole manner of wacky ways.

Put simply, they were books that told the story of Christmas.

And I loved them.

My mother and father read them to my two brothers and me throughout the Christmas season, sometimes two or three a day, so as to get them all done by the end of the holiday.

When I started reading solo, around the age of 4, I then read them to myself. Over and over and over again.

I lived for that point in the year when that holly-bedecked basket would come out of the attic and those books were free reign.

I'd begin lobbying for their release on Nov. 1, begging and pleading with the old, "Momma, please can we get the Christmas books down? Just the books? I wanna read 'em! Pleeeaaassseee???"

Still, Mom always held out until the weekend after Thanksgiving.

Except for one time.

I was 6 years old, and I was invited to "The Birthday Party of the Year."

You know, the one at the pretty girl's huge house, where you'd play with clowns and magicians and face-paints and Paint-Your-Own- T-Shirts and get amazing gift bags filled with ridiculous pink plastic toys that broke within 20 minutes of use.

In other words, The. Best. 6-Year-Old. Party. On. Earth.

But on the eve of The. Best. 6-Year-Old. Party. On. Earth., something tragic happened.

I got sick.

Six-year-old, sick-as-a-dog sick.

And my dutiful mother was bound and determined to keep me home and away from all the other healthy 6 year olds.

My life, as I knew it, was over.

After all, I was missing The. Best. 6-Year-Old. Party. On. Earth.

And no whining, complaining and begging could make it right again. My mother wouldn't budge. I was not going, and that was final.

Until, lying on the couch, sickly and all, I found my leverage.

"Mom, if I don't go to the party, can we get the Christmas books down early?"

I have to admit; the woman hemmed and hawed, despite my grave, pathetic state. After all, it was tradition that the treasured books didn't make their attic descent until the weekend after Thanksgiving.

But, eventually, she caved. She extricated the books from the attic.

And not even a peep could be heard about The. Best. 6-Year-Old. Party. On. Earth. that day.

Or the next.

Or the next.

I was too busy, happily buried in my sick bed, reading my Christmas-lovin' head off.

I'll never forget that: The Day The Christmas Books Came Down Early.

That day is one of the reasons I've already started gathering Christmas books for my future children.

Because that basket of Christmas books is one tradition I'll always remember.

So as far as I'm concerned, let the indoctrination begin.
Merry Christmas, everyone! Hope this year brings along a few special traditions of your own!

And Sam, I hope you are rockin' that LSAT like you rock around a Christmas tree! You've got this in the bag, my dear friend! I love you to pieces! Thanks for letting me guest post!

- Brittany Ann

Friday, December 4, 2009

Twas the night before the LSAT...

Twas the Night Before Christmas
by Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

I am taking the LSAT tomorrow. As you can imagine, I'm nervous. My night tonight will be quite similar to the one that I have the night before Christmas.

Long story short, I'm in for a night of not a lot of sleep.

Yes, I am one of those people who cannot sleep the night before Christmas. I know I am 25, but y'all the rule is: if you don't believe, you don't receive.

I plan on receiving for awhile so you could say that me and ole Saint Nick are tight.

I took today off so that I could sleep in today since I am not afforded that opportunity on Saturday like I usually am. So that should help.

I have spent the day doing a little review and just taking it easy.

Don't feel sorry for me because the good news is that once the LSAT is over, I am in for a long winter's nap...kinda like the one in the story.

Too bad I don't have that team of reindeer they were talking about...

Merry Christmas and Happy Friday!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

A little tradition if you will...

I am big on tradition. Tradition is one of the main reasons why I'm a Sooner.

As you might imagine, I especially love tradition at Christmas time.

The opening clip to this movie brings a smile to my heart every time I hear it.

It is a tradition every year to watch this movie with my dad. This movie is a classic. If you have not seen it, I highly recommend it.

We all get together and watch it. Initially, he protests, but then after this part of the movie he begins to laugh.

Yes, his laugh is jolly.

Yes, he's laughing because our holidays are that eventful...crazy cousin like Eddie included.

Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?
Eddie: Naw, I'm doing just fine, Clark.

Your laugh would be too if your life was like this at times too.

I keed. I keed.


Happy Christmas and Happy Thursday.
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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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