On December 27, 2008 I was able to be the Maid of Honor in one of my best friend's wedding. It was in Enterprise, AL, which has this awesomely funny boll weevil statue that somehow had me mesmerized. Anyway, I was so glad that my friend is happy now, I didn't mind the long drive to the wedding.
Well... anyone who knows me will tell you that I am eager to get married. I always get emotional at weddings because I'm happy for the couple and at the same time lamenting my lack of a love life. Boo hoo.
So when it came time to catch the bouquet, I naturally ran to the front of the croud of single girls to get my chance. Everyone knows that the person who catches the bouquet is supposed to be the one who gets married next. I knew the little girl standing next to me would not be able to stand up to me and my "wrecking ball" hips. My friend throws her bouquet, it hits the ceiling and falls to the ground. Ready, set, go... I end up on the floor with the little girl in a mad dash for the flowers.
Thank goodness I was the victorious one, because it would be rather depressing to have that little 6 year old girl get married before me. The bad part... I think I broke my toe when I dove for the flowers. Ouch.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Merry Christmas!
For my first real post, I guess I should talk about today... Christmas!! Yay! It's only my favorite holiday of the year, so I can get pretty excited.
I spent Christmas Eve with my family, which includes my parents, my two older sisters, my grandmother, my brother-in-law, and my two nephews and niece. It's been a bit hard this year to keep my sister's kids (ages 2-8 years) believing in Santa. A few days ago, my oldest nephew Avery woke me from a nap and asked why there was a present under my parents' tree that said "To Emily. From Santa" on it and that he believes Santa is fake. Good one, Mom... Put "Santa's" presents out before Christmas for everyone to see. The best my half-asleep mind could think of was to tell him it was a nickname for one of my friends. He said "Oh, Ok. I still believe in Santa". Woah... close call.
As if that wasn't bad enough, I went over to my oldest sister Andria's house to help her set up the presents under the Christmas tree. It was past 11pm, so the kids were upstairs asleep. My sisters and I were in the basement with our own version of Santa's workshop. After we wrapped presents, my sister Christina and I went to sneak upstairs and put them under the tree. As I have an armful of presents and I'm crouching by the tree, I glance by the stairs... AND THERE IS MY NEPHEW RYAN LOOKING AT ME. Crap. Epic fail.
Thank goodness Christina told him we were putting mommy and daddy's presents under the tree before Santa got there.
So... I discovered I'm not even sneaky enough to fool little children. Sad day.
I spent Christmas Eve with my family, which includes my parents, my two older sisters, my grandmother, my brother-in-law, and my two nephews and niece. It's been a bit hard this year to keep my sister's kids (ages 2-8 years) believing in Santa. A few days ago, my oldest nephew Avery woke me from a nap and asked why there was a present under my parents' tree that said "To Emily. From Santa" on it and that he believes Santa is fake. Good one, Mom... Put "Santa's" presents out before Christmas for everyone to see. The best my half-asleep mind could think of was to tell him it was a nickname for one of my friends. He said "Oh, Ok. I still believe in Santa". Woah... close call.
As if that wasn't bad enough, I went over to my oldest sister Andria's house to help her set up the presents under the Christmas tree. It was past 11pm, so the kids were upstairs asleep. My sisters and I were in the basement with our own version of Santa's workshop. After we wrapped presents, my sister Christina and I went to sneak upstairs and put them under the tree. As I have an armful of presents and I'm crouching by the tree, I glance by the stairs... AND THERE IS MY NEPHEW RYAN LOOKING AT ME. Crap. Epic fail.
Thank goodness Christina told him we were putting mommy and daddy's presents under the tree before Santa got there.
So... I discovered I'm not even sneaky enough to fool little children. Sad day.
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So... People I know have been talking about blogging for a while, but I never saw the need to participate. My friend Liz gave it a try and honestly her funny little post about spinach smoothies made me want to start my own blog. I hope it will be a fun way to keep up with updates in the lives of people I care about, but I have no clue what I'm doing...
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