The drugs that is (some of them)!
We had to order a bunch of our IVF medications (the injectables) from London. I picked the package up yesterday at the post office. CRAZY.
I read over the inserted documents, which basically only told me two things.
1. These drugs cause side effects including, but not limited to, migraines (I already get those), moodiness (check), bloating, nausea, tenderness, etc
*I have most of these side effects already...and I am not even on these drugs :)
2. These drugs can lead to multiple births (i.e. twins, triplets)
*Not sure why they had to add the example of twins and triplets (i.e. anyone taking these drugs already knows their increased chances of conceiving multiple births). One website I read actually said "You will have a 10 to 40 percent chance of conceiving twins or more with these fertility drugs". Ahhh...splendid.
We are counting down the days until we start our process (approximately 18 days) and it is quickly becoming real. I get more excited the closer we get to the start date. And now my nerves are kicking in.
One of the things I am a little (a lot) concerned about are the injections. I know we will get all the information and instructions we need to do this ourselves, but I am not really sure my steady (shaky) hands are capable of sticking a needle in my body everyday. And I am definitely not sure Brandon's gag reflect can tolerate injections. If nothing else, I expect comedy from the situation....and maybe a little pain.
Brandon has been a real trooper through all of this so far. I know he has some anxieties about the upcoming weeks, too, but he has handled it well. In typical southern style, I have to give him a preemptive "Bless His Heart".... because he is getting ready to have to deal with a woman who is not his normal wife. Once these medications are started, I will most likely turn into a she-beast...all hopped up on hormones and emotionally dysfunctional. Bless his heart, I know he will be amazing, as usual.
We consider ourselves lucky for the opportunity to try IVF. I always think about what couples did 30 years ago in this situation. I would assume they were told they could never have children and that was that. We know it's a blessing to have the technology available to give us a shot at IVF. We are hoping and praying things work out for the best.
It makes me laugh (nervously) to think that we may not even have a clue, at this moment, what the "best" situation might be for us. Who knows where this process takes us....all I know it that in the end, one way or another, we will be parents. Whether it be from a child I carry or one we are blessed with through adoption, either way.... I am ready. I know Brandon will be an amazing father and together we will make great parents.
Please keep your fingers crossed for us. Eighteen days (approximately) from now we start a new chapter in our lives. One we feel positive about! We are ready! I just hope the journey is ready for us!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Just a little behind the times....
I have been telling myself for months (years) it was time to get a new phone. My old phone, known from this point on as "Old Faithful" had been with me for many many years. I can't remember how many, maybe 4 or 5 years? Maybe more? It looked just like the one below, but it was blue.
I can't be completely certain (as it's hard for me to remember last week, much less several years ago), but I think I may have gotten this phone for free when I switched from U.S. Cellular to Verizon. And that was probably 5 years ago.
Anywho.....
Yesterday a co-worker told me about a deal through Best Buy. If you are up for a new 2 year contract with your service provider (which I was), signing a new contract at Best Buy can get you a really really nice phone.....for FREE! You will still have service through your regular provider and your contract will generally stay the same, you just get to take advantage of a really great offer.
For instance.....you might be able to get a $500 phone.....For FREE! A really fancy one....like this......
Yep, that's me....updating my facebook status from my phone. It's like I went from the streets to the red carpet (in phones...obviously). My old phone didn't even have games...this phone has about two million apps for games. My old phone pratically had a rotary dial, this new one....Touch Screen.
Sure...I might be getting a little big for my britches, but I need bigger britches....to hold my new, giant, awesome, super sweet, high-tech, entertainment device, otherwise known as my cellular phone. Scratch that....Smart Phone.
I now have the world at my fingertips....and it's a bit scary! It's so nice that I am entering into the 21st century....about 11 years too late!
I can't be completely certain (as it's hard for me to remember last week, much less several years ago), but I think I may have gotten this phone for free when I switched from U.S. Cellular to Verizon. And that was probably 5 years ago.
Anywho.....
Yesterday a co-worker told me about a deal through Best Buy. If you are up for a new 2 year contract with your service provider (which I was), signing a new contract at Best Buy can get you a really really nice phone.....for FREE! You will still have service through your regular provider and your contract will generally stay the same, you just get to take advantage of a really great offer.
For instance.....you might be able to get a $500 phone.....For FREE! A really fancy one....like this......
Yep, that's me....updating my facebook status from my phone. It's like I went from the streets to the red carpet (in phones...obviously). My old phone didn't even have games...this phone has about two million apps for games. My old phone pratically had a rotary dial, this new one....Touch Screen.
Sure...I might be getting a little big for my britches, but I need bigger britches....to hold my new, giant, awesome, super sweet, high-tech, entertainment device, otherwise known as my cellular phone. Scratch that....Smart Phone.
I now have the world at my fingertips....and it's a bit scary! It's so nice that I am entering into the 21st century....about 11 years too late!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Late December
This has been my greatest ally for the past week......
Not to mention.....
Brandon and I have both been suffering from winter colds and sinuses. Thankfully...I think the both of us are on the recovering end!
My best friend, JoElla, and her husband Ryan are home in TN from the Peace Corps. We are so excited to have them here. It has been fun catching up! We had an Ugly Sweater Christmas Party on Thursday night and got lots of friends together to celebrate them coming home!
(I really should have moved the dog crate for the photo)
They will head back to Mexico in just over a week, so we will have to get in as much "fun" time as we can between now and then!
Brandon and I have had a wonderful Christmas. We are missing being with his family in Chicago this year, but enjoyed watching our new niece experience her first Christmas.
We hope you and your family had an amazing Christmas! Here's to the New Year! We have big hopes and desires for 2011! Hope you do, too!
Not to mention.....
Brandon and I have both been suffering from winter colds and sinuses. Thankfully...I think the both of us are on the recovering end!
My best friend, JoElla, and her husband Ryan are home in TN from the Peace Corps. We are so excited to have them here. It has been fun catching up! We had an Ugly Sweater Christmas Party on Thursday night and got lots of friends together to celebrate them coming home!
(I really should have moved the dog crate for the photo)
They will head back to Mexico in just over a week, so we will have to get in as much "fun" time as we can between now and then!
Brandon and I have had a wonderful Christmas. We are missing being with his family in Chicago this year, but enjoyed watching our new niece experience her first Christmas.
We hope you and your family had an amazing Christmas! Here's to the New Year! We have big hopes and desires for 2011! Hope you do, too!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Just call me Little Joyce
Last night we got about a tenth of an inch of ice. So, naturally, this morning I went outside to "pre-heat" my car. I lightly touched my foot to the top step of our 3 brick steps on our front porch. I was feeling it out....testing the ice- as some would say. As I stepped down, my foot went flying out from under me and before I knew it I was in flight. I landed, hard, on the bottom brick step. Had I landed on my wrist or arm I can almost guarantee I would have broken a bone (again). Luckily (some would say) my large and cushy behind absorbed the impact.
This is probably one of the few times in my life I have been thankful for an extremely plump derriere. My right butt check broke my fall and I landed directly on the edge of the stair. I know I hit other parts of my body, including my back, but the screaming pain from my right cheek was hogging all the attention.
I cried...I always cry when I get hurt. So there I was.....sprawled half way in my driveway. Frozen. Because it was cold and my bottom was sitting on ice. AND because I was internally assessing the damage to my body. I had worn house slippers for my simple task. Slippers that were no where near my feet as they were now flung 4 feet from where my body lay. At first I was thankful my neighbors were not out to see it (so embarrassing). Then I was wishing someone would have seen it because I didn't know how I was going to get up. I also figured if someone had witnessed the fall, they would say "Oh my gosh, I bet that hurt", then I wouldn't feel so bad about crying.
Barefoot, crying, laying in my driveway. Hair all a mess, glasses on, in sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt. Crying. Did I mention it hurt so bad I was crying? It's no wonder we can't keep our neighbors (please see last post). I couldn't get up on my feet, because I didn't have shoes on. I tried to scoot across the ice to my shoes, but I had sat there long enough that my sweatpants were stuck to the ice. Nice. I eventually came to the decision that crawling was going to be my safest route. So I crawled on my hands and knees to my shoes.
Once back on my feet I held onto my sore butt and whimpered back into the house. I didn't even start my car. I had to regroup first. Eventually the car got started and warmed and I cautiously held my behind and side stepped across the drive way back to the safety of my garage. When I came outside to actually leave for work, I opted out of going down the steps and instead when through the flower bed and walked through the yard. No need to cause any more damage to my bum.
And, yes, I caused some damage to my bum. I have a whelp the size of a nurf football on my right butt cheek. I can hardly walk or sit down without soreness. And now, 3 1/2 hours after the accident, my bottom is already black and blue.
Ladies....if you are looking for a way to add plumpness to your derriere, just fall on ice. It will swell up really nicely. I, on the other hand, am not in the market for a larger butt (trust me), I am just lacking in grace. Just like my incredible mother, I am accident prone. A walking hazard, if you will. Just call me Little Joyce!
I love you Mama! Looks like I have inherited more than just your physical beauty and mental stamina! I, too, am an accident waiting to happen!
This is probably one of the few times in my life I have been thankful for an extremely plump derriere. My right butt check broke my fall and I landed directly on the edge of the stair. I know I hit other parts of my body, including my back, but the screaming pain from my right cheek was hogging all the attention.
I cried...I always cry when I get hurt. So there I was.....sprawled half way in my driveway. Frozen. Because it was cold and my bottom was sitting on ice. AND because I was internally assessing the damage to my body. I had worn house slippers for my simple task. Slippers that were no where near my feet as they were now flung 4 feet from where my body lay. At first I was thankful my neighbors were not out to see it (so embarrassing). Then I was wishing someone would have seen it because I didn't know how I was going to get up. I also figured if someone had witnessed the fall, they would say "Oh my gosh, I bet that hurt", then I wouldn't feel so bad about crying.
Barefoot, crying, laying in my driveway. Hair all a mess, glasses on, in sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt. Crying. Did I mention it hurt so bad I was crying? It's no wonder we can't keep our neighbors (please see last post). I couldn't get up on my feet, because I didn't have shoes on. I tried to scoot across the ice to my shoes, but I had sat there long enough that my sweatpants were stuck to the ice. Nice. I eventually came to the decision that crawling was going to be my safest route. So I crawled on my hands and knees to my shoes.
Once back on my feet I held onto my sore butt and whimpered back into the house. I didn't even start my car. I had to regroup first. Eventually the car got started and warmed and I cautiously held my behind and side stepped across the drive way back to the safety of my garage. When I came outside to actually leave for work, I opted out of going down the steps and instead when through the flower bed and walked through the yard. No need to cause any more damage to my bum.
And, yes, I caused some damage to my bum. I have a whelp the size of a nurf football on my right butt cheek. I can hardly walk or sit down without soreness. And now, 3 1/2 hours after the accident, my bottom is already black and blue.
Ladies....if you are looking for a way to add plumpness to your derriere, just fall on ice. It will swell up really nicely. I, on the other hand, am not in the market for a larger butt (trust me), I am just lacking in grace. Just like my incredible mother, I am accident prone. A walking hazard, if you will. Just call me Little Joyce!
I love you Mama! Looks like I have inherited more than just your physical beauty and mental stamina! I, too, am an accident waiting to happen!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Not Mr. (and Mrs.) Rogers
It's official (unofficially).
Brandon and I must be terrible neighbors.
In the three years I have lived here (Brandon has been here for about 5 years) we have had two different sets of neighbors to the right, two sets of neighbors directly across the street, and now....the second set of neighbors to the left has a For Sale sign in their yard. Looks like we will be welcoming left side neighbors number 3.
(please note this is not a house in our neighborhood....in case you wanted to try your luck at being our neighbors)
I can't help but take it personally. The housing market has been so bad....but does not seem to affect those living closest to us.
Maybe it is our late-night raves? Brandon's 3AM motorcycle burn-outs? Or outside dogs that bark all night long? (We don't really do these things....at least not often)
I mean, seriously, how could you not want to live next to this family? We are anything but normal, but we can not possibly be THAT bad!
Brandon and I must be terrible neighbors.
In the three years I have lived here (Brandon has been here for about 5 years) we have had two different sets of neighbors to the right, two sets of neighbors directly across the street, and now....the second set of neighbors to the left has a For Sale sign in their yard. Looks like we will be welcoming left side neighbors number 3.
(please note this is not a house in our neighborhood....in case you wanted to try your luck at being our neighbors)
I can't help but take it personally. The housing market has been so bad....but does not seem to affect those living closest to us.
Maybe it is our late-night raves? Brandon's 3AM motorcycle burn-outs? Or outside dogs that bark all night long? (We don't really do these things....at least not often)
I mean, seriously, how could you not want to live next to this family? We are anything but normal, but we can not possibly be THAT bad!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Your "stuff" is in the mail
This morning I called the doctors office and let them know Brandon and I were prepared to start our IVF process in January. When we went to meet our doctor and had our consultation a couple of months ago, they told us to call approximately one month before we were ready to get the process rolling (we are about a month away). The receptionist informed me she would order my "stuff" and let me know once that was taken care of.
I was nervous to make that phone call this morning. I was supposed to call yesterday, but put it off another day because I couldn't bring myself to sit still long enough, gather my thoughts, and dial the phone. It makes me giddy to think that this time next month we could be counting down days and marking them off our calendar (not that I don't do that now). At the same time I am surprised that it took me 24 hours to dial a phone. I have stared at Wednesday, December 8th on my calendar for several weeks. Stared at the highlighted words that read "Contact Dr to get squared away for 01/11". For several weeks I looked at those words, knowing that was the day that I would officially say "Let's get this ball rolling"....yet it still took me a little extra time to make the call.
So I told the receptionist we were ready. She informed me they would order my "stuff" and they would call me back once that was done. My "stuff". My stuff. I don't even remember what my stuff will consist of....but I can't wait for it to come in. Like a late Christmas present, this stuff will bring us the hope of our own family. This time next year this stuff may result in a baby on the way. We have waited so long (feels like forever for me), I am praying for continued patience. I know we can make it one more month. Now I will wait for the phone call that says our "stuff" has arrived. While we wait, I will be grateful for the hope that will arrive along with our "stuff".
January....so close I can practically touch it. We are ready for the new year and for all the changes we know it brings our lives.
Also...I promise this isn't a blog about infertility, but it is a blog about our lives....and this is what eats up a lot of us right now. If you don't like the infertility posts, I apologize....but be prepared for more of them in the coming months as our lives venture farther down this path.
*Our Stuff- this will probably consist of hormone shots and birth control and whatever other goodies they plan to pump into my body over the next couple of months.
I was nervous to make that phone call this morning. I was supposed to call yesterday, but put it off another day because I couldn't bring myself to sit still long enough, gather my thoughts, and dial the phone. It makes me giddy to think that this time next month we could be counting down days and marking them off our calendar (not that I don't do that now). At the same time I am surprised that it took me 24 hours to dial a phone. I have stared at Wednesday, December 8th on my calendar for several weeks. Stared at the highlighted words that read "Contact Dr to get squared away for 01/11". For several weeks I looked at those words, knowing that was the day that I would officially say "Let's get this ball rolling"....yet it still took me a little extra time to make the call.
So I told the receptionist we were ready. She informed me they would order my "stuff" and they would call me back once that was done. My "stuff". My stuff. I don't even remember what my stuff will consist of....but I can't wait for it to come in. Like a late Christmas present, this stuff will bring us the hope of our own family. This time next year this stuff may result in a baby on the way. We have waited so long (feels like forever for me), I am praying for continued patience. I know we can make it one more month. Now I will wait for the phone call that says our "stuff" has arrived. While we wait, I will be grateful for the hope that will arrive along with our "stuff".
January....so close I can practically touch it. We are ready for the new year and for all the changes we know it brings our lives.
Also...I promise this isn't a blog about infertility, but it is a blog about our lives....and this is what eats up a lot of us right now. If you don't like the infertility posts, I apologize....but be prepared for more of them in the coming months as our lives venture farther down this path.
*Our Stuff- this will probably consist of hormone shots and birth control and whatever other goodies they plan to pump into my body over the next couple of months.
Monday, December 6, 2010
All growed up
On this day (December 6th) in 2007 a litter of American Pit bull Terrier puppies was born in North Knoxville. Just over three months later Brandon and I would find ourselves (after a long day of looking at puppies) in the front yard of a house, surrounded by neighborhood children and puppies. Brandon and I met Chris, owner of Pritchett's Sydney, Dixie's mama. As soon as we met Chris and witnessed how much he loved Sydney, we knew we wanted a pup from this litter.
Inside the fenced yard of this little house, 3 or 4 puppies ran along side the neighborhood kids who had stopped by for a quick visit. Brandon and I knew we wanted a female dog to be the companion to Noah (our male). There were a few female options. Brandon had his eye on a little pup (one we now call Dixie), while I had my eye on a female with a giant head, who I assume grew up to be a big big girl. Brandon was sure his pup was the perfect fit for our family.....and he was right.
That night we brought Dixie home and introduced her to her new life and big brother, Noah. We were relieved that Dixie was instantly in love with Noah (although the same could not be said for Noah). I believe having a dog in the family already made Dixie's adjustment that much easier. She blended with our family almost immediately and now we can not imagine our home with out her.
Noah running for his life from Scary Dixie
Soaking up some sun on the back porch
Cuddled up together for a nap....she loved Noah the second she saw him
Dixie is an amazingly sweet dog. She loves all people! She is always happy and always eager. We laugh because sometimes you can hurt her feelings, and she will give you the cold shoulder....while looking back at you with sad eyes. She loves children more than anything and I know she will be in doggie heaven on earth when we finally have children. She is so different from Noah in terms of personalities, yet they are both great dogs.
Dixie can jump higher than any dog I know
We love her so much, our little Dixie-girl! Although we realize she is unaware that today is her birthday....we hope there will be many many more birthdays with this incredible pup!
She was so tiny when we brought her home
Our pretty girl!
** This post is dedicated to the loving memory of Lupe! May you always know how much your family loved you and that you will be greatly missed**
Inside the fenced yard of this little house, 3 or 4 puppies ran along side the neighborhood kids who had stopped by for a quick visit. Brandon and I knew we wanted a female dog to be the companion to Noah (our male). There were a few female options. Brandon had his eye on a little pup (one we now call Dixie), while I had my eye on a female with a giant head, who I assume grew up to be a big big girl. Brandon was sure his pup was the perfect fit for our family.....and he was right.
That night we brought Dixie home and introduced her to her new life and big brother, Noah. We were relieved that Dixie was instantly in love with Noah (although the same could not be said for Noah). I believe having a dog in the family already made Dixie's adjustment that much easier. She blended with our family almost immediately and now we can not imagine our home with out her.
Noah running for his life from Scary Dixie
Soaking up some sun on the back porch
Cuddled up together for a nap....she loved Noah the second she saw him
Dixie is an amazingly sweet dog. She loves all people! She is always happy and always eager. We laugh because sometimes you can hurt her feelings, and she will give you the cold shoulder....while looking back at you with sad eyes. She loves children more than anything and I know she will be in doggie heaven on earth when we finally have children. She is so different from Noah in terms of personalities, yet they are both great dogs.
Dixie can jump higher than any dog I know
We love her so much, our little Dixie-girl! Although we realize she is unaware that today is her birthday....we hope there will be many many more birthdays with this incredible pup!
She was so tiny when we brought her home
Our pretty girl!
** This post is dedicated to the loving memory of Lupe! May you always know how much your family loved you and that you will be greatly missed**
Monday, November 29, 2010
We will probably never be friends......
Michael Vick. (This will probably come as a major shocker to MV and I bet he will be saddened by this news)
I have such mixed feelings about this guy, it makes me crazy.
I wrote a whole blog about the guy but I have erased it all, because in the end, I am just arguing with myself. Which makes me seem insane (hmmm?).
I just wish he would go away and I wouldn't have to think about him at all, then I wouldn't have the internal struggle of whether or not I should forgive him. And I say "I" (should forgive him), because it's not about what society thinks. It is very personal for me and I can't seem to decide where I stand.
I wonder how I would feel if he were traded to the Titans (because we could sure use a quarterback who DIDN'T throw a tantrum in the middle of the game....yeah...I am looking at you VY).
I guess in the end I don't wish him any harm, I just can't seem to look at his face and not be sickened by his past actions. At what point do you let the past remain in the past and allow people a second chance? And why do I feel so guilty every time I think about giving this guy a second chance?
Do you see what I mean? I really have mixed feelings about Michael Vick. And seeing him be a superstar on the football field each week is not making it any easier. Let's just hope he continue to make strides in the right direction, because although I think I may allow him that second chance (eventually)....I have no interest in third chances.
I can't imagine my life without these beauties. And it breaks my heart to think of some idiot throwing them into a ring for sport.
I have such mixed feelings about this guy, it makes me crazy.
I wrote a whole blog about the guy but I have erased it all, because in the end, I am just arguing with myself. Which makes me seem insane (hmmm?).
I just wish he would go away and I wouldn't have to think about him at all, then I wouldn't have the internal struggle of whether or not I should forgive him. And I say "I" (should forgive him), because it's not about what society thinks. It is very personal for me and I can't seem to decide where I stand.
I wonder how I would feel if he were traded to the Titans (because we could sure use a quarterback who DIDN'T throw a tantrum in the middle of the game....yeah...I am looking at you VY).
I guess in the end I don't wish him any harm, I just can't seem to look at his face and not be sickened by his past actions. At what point do you let the past remain in the past and allow people a second chance? And why do I feel so guilty every time I think about giving this guy a second chance?
Do you see what I mean? I really have mixed feelings about Michael Vick. And seeing him be a superstar on the football field each week is not making it any easier. Let's just hope he continue to make strides in the right direction, because although I think I may allow him that second chance (eventually)....I have no interest in third chances.
I can't imagine my life without these beauties. And it breaks my heart to think of some idiot throwing them into a ring for sport.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thanksgiving, Part 1
I have been sitting here all morning watching TV and goofing around on the internet, while Brandon is working hard in the kitchen preparing Thanksgiving, Part 2. Brandon decided this past week that he would spend Black Friday preparing his family (me) a delicious meal. He has cooked a ham, smothered it with honey, brown sugar, cloves and nutmeg. He has made from scratch macaroni and cheese and as I type there is a sweet potato casserole in our crock pot. I have to say....I am impressed. Everything smells delicious and I am pretty confident it's all edible. The word "proud" does not even scratch the surface of how I feel right now, although....maybe I should save my opinions for once the meal has been consumed!
Yesterday, on Thanksgiving, Part 1, we had an amazing day. Brandon and I got up and ran in the Autumnfest 8k race down on Neyland drive. Brandon had an amazing race and we both rocked it out. I was so happy to see him cross that finish line and beat the time he had expected by over 10 minutes. I think that is incredible for someone who has only been running for 3 weeks....way to go Brandon. He seems to amaze me more and more each day. I had a great race too and we both felt accomplished and were relieved when it was over!
After a long afternoon, Grandma Ryan finally made it to Knoxville for Thanksgiving dinner. The best part about the day was that she finally got to meet Camryn, her newest great grandchild. Wow...now if there was ever something to be thankful for...that is definitely up there on the list.
Here are some pictures from Thanksgiving, Part 1:
Brandon with our niece Camryn (napping) and nephew Chandler watching a little football
Grandma Ryan or G.G. (Great Grandma) holding Camryn for the first time
The beautiful table
Our adorable niece and her chunky monkey thighs
Could she be any cuter?
We have so much to be thankful for this year, as with every year. Our families, health, and happiness, just to name a few! Happy Thanksgiving...Part 1.
Yesterday, on Thanksgiving, Part 1, we had an amazing day. Brandon and I got up and ran in the Autumnfest 8k race down on Neyland drive. Brandon had an amazing race and we both rocked it out. I was so happy to see him cross that finish line and beat the time he had expected by over 10 minutes. I think that is incredible for someone who has only been running for 3 weeks....way to go Brandon. He seems to amaze me more and more each day. I had a great race too and we both felt accomplished and were relieved when it was over!
After a long afternoon, Grandma Ryan finally made it to Knoxville for Thanksgiving dinner. The best part about the day was that she finally got to meet Camryn, her newest great grandchild. Wow...now if there was ever something to be thankful for...that is definitely up there on the list.
Here are some pictures from Thanksgiving, Part 1:
Brandon with our niece Camryn (napping) and nephew Chandler watching a little football
Grandma Ryan or G.G. (Great Grandma) holding Camryn for the first time
The beautiful table
Our adorable niece and her chunky monkey thighs
Could she be any cuter?
We have so much to be thankful for this year, as with every year. Our families, health, and happiness, just to name a few! Happy Thanksgiving...Part 1.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Learning to be grateful (slowly)......
The year 2010 hasn't exactly been kind to Brandon and I. I can't seem to recall another year where I have been thrilled to see the end, and even more excited to begin a new year. To put it bluntly, 2010 has been crappy. Although, if this is the toughest of years to come for Brandon and I, we will be incredibly lucky.
This year we dealt with and faced obstacles we were not expecting. Obviously (because I talk about it every few posts) we learned our fates in infertility. And of course, when you find out about infertility, you don't find out in one appointment (at least we didn't). You have to go through a series of appointments here with this doctor, and some there with that doctor, and you have to run tests and give samples and yada yada. No need to give you too many details. My point is, this wasn't something we learned early on in 2010. It was a crumby lesson we learned MORE AND MORE about as the year went on.
In March Brandon had his Lasik surgery. He was so pumped about it...and nervous! We thought this surgery was going to help make his life easier. Brandon is one of the few people whose surgery didn't go as planned. After Lasik, Brandon had irritation and infection in his corneas. After several rounds of medications, Brandon continued to experience blurry vision. Once the inflammation cleared up (months later), it was discovered that Brandon's surgery was done at the wrong prescription. Which, of course (unless Brandon wanted to go through life with bad vision- the thing we had hoped to solve) meant he would have to re-do the surgery.
Something I have had to learn recently (although not yet learned how to fully apply to my life) is that you have to find a way to be grateful even when things are not going the way you had planned. It is easy to be thankful when your life is going great, but seems so much harder when things are not going well.
We can't get pregnant on our own. Some days I get emotional just typing that sentence, so don't even ask me to say it out loud. But, I am thankful. I am thankful to be with a man who I know is the man I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. And I am thankful for how much stronger it has made our relationship and how much it has taught us about ourselves, patience, and love.
Brandon's eyes were messed up for many many months after his Lasik surgery. It became a stressful situation that quickly wore the both of us down. It was hard for me to see my husband, who is usually the happy-go-lucky guy, go through this alone (physically), as there was nothing I could do to help. Thankfully, in the end, Brandon's Lasik (the second time) was a success. Brandon has very few problems with his eyes now. And although it was a tough time for him and very stressful for the both of us, I am grateful for the growth it brought us, as a couple.
We are learning (even if slowly), that there are always reasons to be grateful- sometimes you just have to search a little harder. If we can teach ourselves to give thanks, in all circumstances (no matter what), we might actually get through this year...together, alive, and happy. Thank you 2010, for making us stronger and allowing us to grow together as husband and wife. Now please end...and bring on 2011!
This year we dealt with and faced obstacles we were not expecting. Obviously (because I talk about it every few posts) we learned our fates in infertility. And of course, when you find out about infertility, you don't find out in one appointment (at least we didn't). You have to go through a series of appointments here with this doctor, and some there with that doctor, and you have to run tests and give samples and yada yada. No need to give you too many details. My point is, this wasn't something we learned early on in 2010. It was a crumby lesson we learned MORE AND MORE about as the year went on.
In March Brandon had his Lasik surgery. He was so pumped about it...and nervous! We thought this surgery was going to help make his life easier. Brandon is one of the few people whose surgery didn't go as planned. After Lasik, Brandon had irritation and infection in his corneas. After several rounds of medications, Brandon continued to experience blurry vision. Once the inflammation cleared up (months later), it was discovered that Brandon's surgery was done at the wrong prescription. Which, of course (unless Brandon wanted to go through life with bad vision- the thing we had hoped to solve) meant he would have to re-do the surgery.
Something I have had to learn recently (although not yet learned how to fully apply to my life) is that you have to find a way to be grateful even when things are not going the way you had planned. It is easy to be thankful when your life is going great, but seems so much harder when things are not going well.
We can't get pregnant on our own. Some days I get emotional just typing that sentence, so don't even ask me to say it out loud. But, I am thankful. I am thankful to be with a man who I know is the man I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. And I am thankful for how much stronger it has made our relationship and how much it has taught us about ourselves, patience, and love.
Brandon's eyes were messed up for many many months after his Lasik surgery. It became a stressful situation that quickly wore the both of us down. It was hard for me to see my husband, who is usually the happy-go-lucky guy, go through this alone (physically), as there was nothing I could do to help. Thankfully, in the end, Brandon's Lasik (the second time) was a success. Brandon has very few problems with his eyes now. And although it was a tough time for him and very stressful for the both of us, I am grateful for the growth it brought us, as a couple.
We are learning (even if slowly), that there are always reasons to be grateful- sometimes you just have to search a little harder. If we can teach ourselves to give thanks, in all circumstances (no matter what), we might actually get through this year...together, alive, and happy. Thank you 2010, for making us stronger and allowing us to grow together as husband and wife. Now please end...and bring on 2011!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Dixie-2, Lauren-0
I love this dog.
I truly do. She is super sweet and LOVES every person she has ever come to meet. It amazes me and we could all learn a lesson from her.
But (there is always a but), in the past week she has busted my lip and ruptured my ear drum (possibly). The problem (truly) is me. I sometimes want to snuggle her too much and she throws her head back to see whats going on (hence, the busted lip) or jumps up in the air and head butts me full-force directly in my right ear (hence the possibly busted ear drum). People are going to start to think my husband abuses me.
But, this ear...
It hurts. And it feels like I have an ear infection and a huge cotton ball shoved in there. My hearing is DEFINITELY affected and it just stopped ringing. Is that a ruptured ear drum? Anyone know?
The worst part (aside from my physical pain) is that she is completely aware, after the fact, that I am hurt. She stands there, tail tucked, wondering why I am holding the hurt body part, fight back tears (the truth...I cry every time I get hurt). She feels so bad then follows me around for hours wanting extra love and attention. She's a sweet girl! I guess I just need to work on my reflexes!
I truly do. She is super sweet and LOVES every person she has ever come to meet. It amazes me and we could all learn a lesson from her.
But (there is always a but), in the past week she has busted my lip and ruptured my ear drum (possibly). The problem (truly) is me. I sometimes want to snuggle her too much and she throws her head back to see whats going on (hence, the busted lip) or jumps up in the air and head butts me full-force directly in my right ear (hence the possibly busted ear drum). People are going to start to think my husband abuses me.
But, this ear...
It hurts. And it feels like I have an ear infection and a huge cotton ball shoved in there. My hearing is DEFINITELY affected and it just stopped ringing. Is that a ruptured ear drum? Anyone know?
The worst part (aside from my physical pain) is that she is completely aware, after the fact, that I am hurt. She stands there, tail tucked, wondering why I am holding the hurt body part, fight back tears (the truth...I cry every time I get hurt). She feels so bad then follows me around for hours wanting extra love and attention. She's a sweet girl! I guess I just need to work on my reflexes!
Monday, November 15, 2010
We will be fat by Friday
I am attempting these......
Along with making the Pumpkin Pie Cupcakes (again...see a few posts below) for our office Thanksgiving Luncheon on Thursday. Half of both batches will come to work with me, the other half of each batch will go to work with my husband.
We are excited to try out the Peanut Butter cup cupcakes, especially since the Pumpkin Pie cupcakes turned out so well.
Although, we are both well aware of the weight we will be gaining this week due to the delicious temptations being whipped up in my kitchen.
Along with making the Pumpkin Pie Cupcakes (again...see a few posts below) for our office Thanksgiving Luncheon on Thursday. Half of both batches will come to work with me, the other half of each batch will go to work with my husband.
We are excited to try out the Peanut Butter cup cupcakes, especially since the Pumpkin Pie cupcakes turned out so well.
Although, we are both well aware of the weight we will be gaining this week due to the delicious temptations being whipped up in my kitchen.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Napping for Cancer
I feel a little bad. I registered (and paid) for the Buddy's Race for Cancer 5k, taking place this afternoon at 3PM. *side note- why in the world would you schedule a race for 3PM? Why?*
Anyway, this morning I decided not to run in the race, and I feel kind of bad. Running at 3PM really screws up the rest of the day. Had it been an 8AM race, I would not have even considered skipping out. Oh well.....at least they got my registration money, which will go to a great cause. Instead, today I plan to take it easy, watch some football, and maybe even take a nap! Wahoo.
I also registered for the BlueCross Autumnfest 8K, taking place Thanksgiving morning! YAY! Thank you for the early morning race start (the way it should be) and the 8K race that will make me feel less guilty about eating lots of turkey and stuffing and all the other delicious Thanksgiving treats! I am really looking forward to this race, which takes place down on "Volunteer Landing", which is a place I love to run and a course I know well. Brandon and I plan to go down there Saturday morning and run the course, just as a refresher.
Brandon has recently returned to his running roots. So, now, you may be on the look out for two Bice's running! It's fun to have a running partner again, although Brandon may not feel the same. Last time we ran I talked the ENTIRE time. I think Brandon was more exhausted from having to listen to me, less from the run. I love my husband.
Anyway, this morning I decided not to run in the race, and I feel kind of bad. Running at 3PM really screws up the rest of the day. Had it been an 8AM race, I would not have even considered skipping out. Oh well.....at least they got my registration money, which will go to a great cause. Instead, today I plan to take it easy, watch some football, and maybe even take a nap! Wahoo.
I also registered for the BlueCross Autumnfest 8K, taking place Thanksgiving morning! YAY! Thank you for the early morning race start (the way it should be) and the 8K race that will make me feel less guilty about eating lots of turkey and stuffing and all the other delicious Thanksgiving treats! I am really looking forward to this race, which takes place down on "Volunteer Landing", which is a place I love to run and a course I know well. Brandon and I plan to go down there Saturday morning and run the course, just as a refresher.
Brandon has recently returned to his running roots. So, now, you may be on the look out for two Bice's running! It's fun to have a running partner again, although Brandon may not feel the same. Last time we ran I talked the ENTIRE time. I think Brandon was more exhausted from having to listen to me, less from the run. I love my husband.
Friday, November 12, 2010
The Myspace Shout Out, also known as "The Whole Truth About Our Half-Truth"
The half-truth.
What's a half-truth, you may ask? It's not quite the whole truth, yet not a lie. Let me supply you with an example....
People always ask how Brandon and I met. I assume this is because Brandon is from Chicago and I was raised in Knoxville. So...how did Brandon and I meet?
My half-truth answer? In a bar (classy..I know).
The truth? The whole truth (and nothing but the truth)? We met online. Myspace, to be exact.
You may be asking yourself how meeting in a bar is our half-truth. The first time Brandon and I actually met in person was....obviously....in a bar. Barley's Taproom and Pizzeria. See....it's not a lie. It is a partial truth...more true than false.
Brandon and I corresponded via Myspace for many months before deciding to meet up in person. I was so nervous the night he and I met. I was worried he wouldn't think I looked the same as my Myspace pictures or I wasn't as witty as our messages. Or...what if he wasn't as funny. Or worse, what if he was a psycho (you really would have thought that would have been my first concern). But, in reality, that is most people's concern....meeting people online will lead you to a complete lunatic.
I can understand why meeting people on the internet carries a stigma. It's odd, and risky, and not very traditional (although nothing about Brandon and I has been very traditional). Having said that, I would encourage people to give meeting others online a chance. I mean, be smart about it. Don't meet up with your new friend by yourself, at his house, in the woods. The night Brandon and I met at Barley's I had 3 friends with me, as my safety net.
But...yeah....when people ask how we met, we give them our half-truth- in a bar. The way I see it, people generally figure out we are pretty weird shortly after meeting us, no need to freak them out from the very start. Although sometimes we tell people we met in church...it just sounds a little more respectable.
All I know is that meeting Brandon (both online and in person) has made my life extraordinary! Not only is he funny, he is hilarious. That's my favorite thing about Brandon...he makes me laugh, all the time, every single day. Maybe we would have crossed paths at some other time in our lives, had we not met online. But, we did meet online....and for that, I am thankful! So, there it is, our Myspace shout out, otherwise known as the whole truth about our half-truth!
What's a half-truth, you may ask? It's not quite the whole truth, yet not a lie. Let me supply you with an example....
People always ask how Brandon and I met. I assume this is because Brandon is from Chicago and I was raised in Knoxville. So...how did Brandon and I meet?
My half-truth answer? In a bar (classy..I know).
The truth? The whole truth (and nothing but the truth)? We met online. Myspace, to be exact.
You may be asking yourself how meeting in a bar is our half-truth. The first time Brandon and I actually met in person was....obviously....in a bar. Barley's Taproom and Pizzeria. See....it's not a lie. It is a partial truth...more true than false.
Brandon and I corresponded via Myspace for many months before deciding to meet up in person. I was so nervous the night he and I met. I was worried he wouldn't think I looked the same as my Myspace pictures or I wasn't as witty as our messages. Or...what if he wasn't as funny. Or worse, what if he was a psycho (you really would have thought that would have been my first concern). But, in reality, that is most people's concern....meeting people online will lead you to a complete lunatic.
I can understand why meeting people on the internet carries a stigma. It's odd, and risky, and not very traditional (although nothing about Brandon and I has been very traditional). Having said that, I would encourage people to give meeting others online a chance. I mean, be smart about it. Don't meet up with your new friend by yourself, at his house, in the woods. The night Brandon and I met at Barley's I had 3 friends with me, as my safety net.
But...yeah....when people ask how we met, we give them our half-truth- in a bar. The way I see it, people generally figure out we are pretty weird shortly after meeting us, no need to freak them out from the very start. Although sometimes we tell people we met in church...it just sounds a little more respectable.
All I know is that meeting Brandon (both online and in person) has made my life extraordinary! Not only is he funny, he is hilarious. That's my favorite thing about Brandon...he makes me laugh, all the time, every single day. Maybe we would have crossed paths at some other time in our lives, had we not met online. But, we did meet online....and for that, I am thankful! So, there it is, our Myspace shout out, otherwise known as the whole truth about our half-truth!
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Pumpkin Pie Cupcakes
Okay....I am not the type of blogger to share recipe after recipe. But (there is always a but), I came across this Pumpkin Pie Cupcake recipe and I just had to share.
Our office Thanksgiving luncheon is coming up in a couple of weeks. I have been trying to decide what to bring and I remembered saving this link. I decided I needed to test the recipe (naturally) before taking it to share with co-workers. Below are pictures and quick descriptions of my process.
I have no intention of giving you the step by step instructions, but I am happy to supply you with the internet link to find these items.
http://bakeitinacake.com/recipes/pumpkinpiecupcakes
The beginning....
I rolled out refrigerated pie crust and used the rim of a small glass to cut the dough. Then placed these pieces in each mini cupcake tin. Each mini pie was filled 3/4 full with the pumpkin pie filling (mixed according to can).
Baked according to directions. While those were baking, I whipped up the homemade cupcake batter, which is much easier than I thought and absolutely amazingly delicious.
While the mini pies were cooling, I placed one heaping tablespoon in the bottom of each regular sized cupcake tin. Once cooled, a mini pie was placed in each tin, on top of the cupcake batter. Then I scooped another heaping tablespoon on top of each mini pie, ensuring the top and sides were covered by the batter.
While the cupcakes were baking I prepared the icing according to the directions. I will say...finding cinnamon chips (which are used in the icing) was not easy, so you may want to track those down first, before you attempt to buy everything else.
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Again, sharing recipes is really not my thing, but these cupcakes are by far the most delcious cupcakes I have ever tasted. The perfect combinination of cupcake, the little bit of pumpkin pie, and a cinnamon butter cream icing will seriously shock your mouth...in a good way! Give it a try, they aren't that hard to make and are completely worth it!
Brandon is not a huge pumpkin pie fan, but these cupcakes only have a bites worth and he LOVES them! My husband is a very happy man today!!! Thank you bakeitinacake.com for this amazing recipe!
Our office Thanksgiving luncheon is coming up in a couple of weeks. I have been trying to decide what to bring and I remembered saving this link. I decided I needed to test the recipe (naturally) before taking it to share with co-workers. Below are pictures and quick descriptions of my process.
I have no intention of giving you the step by step instructions, but I am happy to supply you with the internet link to find these items.
http://bakeitinacake.com/recipes/pumpkinpiecupcakes
The beginning....
I rolled out refrigerated pie crust and used the rim of a small glass to cut the dough. Then placed these pieces in each mini cupcake tin. Each mini pie was filled 3/4 full with the pumpkin pie filling (mixed according to can).
Baked according to directions. While those were baking, I whipped up the homemade cupcake batter, which is much easier than I thought and absolutely amazingly delicious.
While the mini pies were cooling, I placed one heaping tablespoon in the bottom of each regular sized cupcake tin. Once cooled, a mini pie was placed in each tin, on top of the cupcake batter. Then I scooped another heaping tablespoon on top of each mini pie, ensuring the top and sides were covered by the batter.
While the cupcakes were baking I prepared the icing according to the directions. I will say...finding cinnamon chips (which are used in the icing) was not easy, so you may want to track those down first, before you attempt to buy everything else.
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Again, sharing recipes is really not my thing, but these cupcakes are by far the most delcious cupcakes I have ever tasted. The perfect combinination of cupcake, the little bit of pumpkin pie, and a cinnamon butter cream icing will seriously shock your mouth...in a good way! Give it a try, they aren't that hard to make and are completely worth it!
Brandon is not a huge pumpkin pie fan, but these cupcakes only have a bites worth and he LOVES them! My husband is a very happy man today!!! Thank you bakeitinacake.com for this amazing recipe!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Happy Halloween
Happy Halloween from the Bice family!
When Brandon and I got home from the race yesterday morning our homemade tombstones were "smoking" like dry ice! The sun had just started to warm them up and the wet dew was making the smoke! We were impressed with our natural spookiness!
This year Brandon and I did NOT partake in dressing up. I worked on some homemade costumes for us, but in the end, we were both pleased with taking it easy last night! And just in case you were wondering (I know you were not) Brandon and I were going to be a Sperm (him) and an Egg (me). We thought it was a pretty funny jab at our infertility issues....and we both laughed pretty hard at the idea of our costumes. Not sure how others would have reacted (awkward?), but in the end we left our funny (to us) joke to be used another year.
Today Brandon and I plan to take it pretty easy. We are doing our family pictures for our Christmas cards, watching football, and preparing for the ghosts and goblins to come knocking on our door tonight. I taped Clue (the movie) last night and can't wait watch this while we hand out candy!
Happy Halloween to everyone! Hope you enjoy this wonderful holiday!
When Brandon and I got home from the race yesterday morning our homemade tombstones were "smoking" like dry ice! The sun had just started to warm them up and the wet dew was making the smoke! We were impressed with our natural spookiness!
This year Brandon and I did NOT partake in dressing up. I worked on some homemade costumes for us, but in the end, we were both pleased with taking it easy last night! And just in case you were wondering (I know you were not) Brandon and I were going to be a Sperm (him) and an Egg (me). We thought it was a pretty funny jab at our infertility issues....and we both laughed pretty hard at the idea of our costumes. Not sure how others would have reacted (awkward?), but in the end we left our funny (to us) joke to be used another year.
Today Brandon and I plan to take it pretty easy. We are doing our family pictures for our Christmas cards, watching football, and preparing for the ghosts and goblins to come knocking on our door tonight. I taped Clue (the movie) last night and can't wait watch this while we hand out candy!
Happy Halloween to everyone! Hope you enjoy this wonderful holiday!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Done!
Well, I did it! I don't know my official time chip time, but I actually did better than I had expected....so yay!
That's me, with the dark green shirt...in the middle.
That's me on the left!
My bib, pre-race!
*photos courtesy of Brandon...my cheerleader!
It was a cold fall morning here in Knoxville, but there was still an amazing turn out at the race!
Congratulations to everyone who joined in today!
That's me, with the dark green shirt...in the middle.
That's me on the left!
My bib, pre-race!
*photos courtesy of Brandon...my cheerleader!
It was a cold fall morning here in Knoxville, but there was still an amazing turn out at the race!
Congratulations to everyone who joined in today!
Friday, October 29, 2010
Race for the Cure
This weekend, tomorrow to be exact, is the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Knoxville. This is a pretty big race/run/fun walk in Knoxville, as I am sure it's big in most cities.
The last time I ran in the Race for the Cure was in 2008. In 2008 I was still training (somewhat) for half marathons. I think my last half marathon was in early 2009...and trust me, I did not train enough, and it was NOT pretty.
Anywho...
I am nervous about tomorrow's race. I have not been running much lately and I am definitely not in the shape I was in two years ago. And, yes...I realize it's ONLY a 5K. But- I am extremely competitive! Although I am not sure who I am competing against. Myself, I guess? It would be great to beat my 2008 time (Ha,ha ha), but that's not going to happen. So I set myself a new goal time....and I laugh at that one, too. I guess I will just tell myself over and over again "It's less than 30 minutes of your life...just run!" I wish I could say that would make me run faster, but it will not.
This year my race bib will be "tattooed" with the names of my family and friends who are survivors. These are the names of women who have faced cancer, some more than once, and fought with everything they had. These women are everyday heroes! MY everyday heroes! And I am proud to know each and everyone of them.
Maybe while I am out on the course instead of telling myself it's only a half hour, I should remind myself that I am running for them, not for a time chip. I will be running for my family, friends, and all women who have yet to face this monster, for the ones who lost their battles, and the ones who continue to fight. Breast Cancer is a nasty disease and finding a cure is so important for our futures, and the futures or our families and friends.
The race is always fun and in the end, very emotional! Thank you to everyone who participates, not matter how big or small. And good luck to all participants! It's only 30 minutes of your life, right?
My Heroes: Aunt Laurie Ann, Aunt Bunny, Nannette K., and Cousin Brittany
The last time I ran in the Race for the Cure was in 2008. In 2008 I was still training (somewhat) for half marathons. I think my last half marathon was in early 2009...and trust me, I did not train enough, and it was NOT pretty.
Anywho...
I am nervous about tomorrow's race. I have not been running much lately and I am definitely not in the shape I was in two years ago. And, yes...I realize it's ONLY a 5K. But- I am extremely competitive! Although I am not sure who I am competing against. Myself, I guess? It would be great to beat my 2008 time (Ha,ha ha), but that's not going to happen. So I set myself a new goal time....and I laugh at that one, too. I guess I will just tell myself over and over again "It's less than 30 minutes of your life...just run!" I wish I could say that would make me run faster, but it will not.
This year my race bib will be "tattooed" with the names of my family and friends who are survivors. These are the names of women who have faced cancer, some more than once, and fought with everything they had. These women are everyday heroes! MY everyday heroes! And I am proud to know each and everyone of them.
Maybe while I am out on the course instead of telling myself it's only a half hour, I should remind myself that I am running for them, not for a time chip. I will be running for my family, friends, and all women who have yet to face this monster, for the ones who lost their battles, and the ones who continue to fight. Breast Cancer is a nasty disease and finding a cure is so important for our futures, and the futures or our families and friends.
The race is always fun and in the end, very emotional! Thank you to everyone who participates, not matter how big or small. And good luck to all participants! It's only 30 minutes of your life, right?
My Heroes: Aunt Laurie Ann, Aunt Bunny, Nannette K., and Cousin Brittany
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Autumn Joy
What have I been doing? So much(said with big hand gestures). This is just a busy time of year for everyone (I think), and Brandon and I are definitely included in that everyone.
October is probably my favorite month of the year. Each October my brain sends a signal to my heart that summer is officially over and my body can begin to prepare for Autumn. Ahhh, sweet Autumn. Between the leaves changing colors, Starbucks pumpkin chai latte (my newest obsession...you have to ask for it by name because you won't find it on any menu-at least not here in Knoxville), and Halloween; October is packed full of my favorite things. *Sitting here at my computer I just did a little rendition of "My favorite things" from The Sound of Music, which by the way happens to be another of my favorite things.
October and Halloween are like the Gate Keepers of the Holidays. After standing in line all year long, Halloween finally ushers you to the front of the line and lets you get your foot in the door. Once inside, it's a landslide of Holiday Blur. Where time goes way too fast and before you know it you are trading in your Halloween costume for New Year's Eve party hats.
*Speaking of Halloween Costumes- Ours are going to be homemade this year and super awesome- at least for those of you with (really) open minds and (really) good senses of humor. That is your official warning. Pictures will be posted in the near future.
Halloween is my favorite holiday AND YES I CONSIDER IT A HOLIDAY. Each year I add a little extra to our decorations and agendas and hope that when we have kids, they too will enjoy scaring the neighbors and getting into this wonderful time of year.
I don't have any pictures of our decorations right now, but will add some soon.
One of our favorite October events is our Annual Pumpkin Carving Party. Each year we get our friends and family together and....bake brownies. No...we carve pumpkins (and no, the name of the party is NOT deceiving).
That's my "B" for Bice
Group shot (only missing a few at this point)
Living in East Tennessee has many year 'round benefits. Each fall we get to watch, basically from our front porch, as the mountains change colors. Taking advantage of the changing leaves is made simple by our easy access mountains.
Just 20 miles from my driveway is House Mountain. A beautiful spot to hike anytime of year, although I would not suggest going in July/August, unless you just enjoy sweating through your clothes and fighting off bugs. Last weekend I enjoyed a less sweaty and less buggy hike with a good friend and was charmed by these gorgeous mountain views.
Today, I adventured up to Max Patch right along the NC - TN state line. Although a little longer drive than last week this place is spectacular. Once you park the car it's less of a hike and more of a casual walk to see views most people only experience through books, the internet, or blogs (ahem). I am not sure I have the proper words to describe this place, so instead....I will just show you the pictures.
And finally.....some pictures from a beautiful wedding Brandon and I attended a few weeks back and our evening at the Pumpkin Patch.
Brandon and I at the VA wedding
October is also the month of my Dad's Birthday! Happy Birthday Dad! We love you! My Dad and Brandon look so handsome....
Look how cute my Mom and Dad are....
Lovely October! I am going to miss you once you go. I am a little sad about it already, but I plan to squeeze every ounce of Autumn Fabulousness out of you before Winter rolls into town. Thank you for always making me feel good and never letting me down, I certainly can't say that about Summer (I scoff at you, Summer...and I am giving you the stink eye).
October is probably my favorite month of the year. Each October my brain sends a signal to my heart that summer is officially over and my body can begin to prepare for Autumn. Ahhh, sweet Autumn. Between the leaves changing colors, Starbucks pumpkin chai latte (my newest obsession...you have to ask for it by name because you won't find it on any menu-at least not here in Knoxville), and Halloween; October is packed full of my favorite things. *Sitting here at my computer I just did a little rendition of "My favorite things" from The Sound of Music, which by the way happens to be another of my favorite things.
October and Halloween are like the Gate Keepers of the Holidays. After standing in line all year long, Halloween finally ushers you to the front of the line and lets you get your foot in the door. Once inside, it's a landslide of Holiday Blur. Where time goes way too fast and before you know it you are trading in your Halloween costume for New Year's Eve party hats.
*Speaking of Halloween Costumes- Ours are going to be homemade this year and super awesome- at least for those of you with (really) open minds and (really) good senses of humor. That is your official warning. Pictures will be posted in the near future.
Halloween is my favorite holiday AND YES I CONSIDER IT A HOLIDAY. Each year I add a little extra to our decorations and agendas and hope that when we have kids, they too will enjoy scaring the neighbors and getting into this wonderful time of year.
I don't have any pictures of our decorations right now, but will add some soon.
One of our favorite October events is our Annual Pumpkin Carving Party. Each year we get our friends and family together and....bake brownies. No...we carve pumpkins (and no, the name of the party is NOT deceiving).
That's my "B" for Bice
Group shot (only missing a few at this point)
Living in East Tennessee has many year 'round benefits. Each fall we get to watch, basically from our front porch, as the mountains change colors. Taking advantage of the changing leaves is made simple by our easy access mountains.
Just 20 miles from my driveway is House Mountain. A beautiful spot to hike anytime of year, although I would not suggest going in July/August, unless you just enjoy sweating through your clothes and fighting off bugs. Last weekend I enjoyed a less sweaty and less buggy hike with a good friend and was charmed by these gorgeous mountain views.
Today, I adventured up to Max Patch right along the NC - TN state line. Although a little longer drive than last week this place is spectacular. Once you park the car it's less of a hike and more of a casual walk to see views most people only experience through books, the internet, or blogs (ahem). I am not sure I have the proper words to describe this place, so instead....I will just show you the pictures.
And finally.....some pictures from a beautiful wedding Brandon and I attended a few weeks back and our evening at the Pumpkin Patch.
Brandon and I at the VA wedding
October is also the month of my Dad's Birthday! Happy Birthday Dad! We love you! My Dad and Brandon look so handsome....
Look how cute my Mom and Dad are....
Lovely October! I am going to miss you once you go. I am a little sad about it already, but I plan to squeeze every ounce of Autumn Fabulousness out of you before Winter rolls into town. Thank you for always making me feel good and never letting me down, I certainly can't say that about Summer (I scoff at you, Summer...and I am giving you the stink eye).
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