So, Trey called me right after work Tuesday and said that Linda (she works for the theater) needed help picking up a speaker from the old theater building to use in the new building and they needed it for a reahearsal that night. Well, we had already made dinner plans so he was gonna pick me up and then we’d swing by the old theater (which, coincidentally is where we met…where we started dating…where we first said I love you…you get the picture) and pick up the speaker, then to the new theater to drop it off before heading to dinner. Well, we get to the old theater and walk up on stage…and of course, there was no speaker. So right there, on stage he dropped to one knee and said “I was gonna ask you if you’d marry me” and I kissed him and he said “you know, technically that’s not an answer.” and I said “technically you didn’t ask me a question!” So he asked and I, of course, said yes :)

And I’m pretty stinkin happy.

I’ve been smiling so much my face hurts.



There are seven Christmas cards hanging from my window at the office. There is a snowman snow globe sitting on my desk right in front of me. There is enough Christmas music on my computer to play continuously for over seven hours and not repeat at all. The office Christmas decorations should be here any day.

All this, and I thought we still needed a little something…perhaps a Christmas smell. I spent ten minutes in Walmart on the air freshener aisle looking for a nice evergreen or spiced apple scent to brighten up my bubble. But I found something better (good thing cause there was nothing else but clean linen and floral)…pumpkin pie. For just $5.97 I could make my bubble smell like my mother’s oven on Thanksgiving morning (post turkey of course).

I took the Glade Plug-in to the office and found a nice, out of the way outlet in the lobby, yet close to the receptionist window, to place my new found holiday scent. I put it on the lowest possible setting. And people loved it. Clients asked me what it was so they could get it. All the staff said it smelled wonderful.

Then along came socially awkward attorney. Ebeneezer Scrooge. The Grinch. “Who authorized this smell?” What? That’s the most ridiculous question I’ve ever heard. From then on, every time he walked through the lobby he would make comments under his breath. Grr. It’d be different if he had to smell it all day long and it honestly bothered him. No. His office is as far away from the lobby as you can get and still be in the building. No, his complaint is that it’s something out of the ordinary. It has nothing to do with the fact that it smells good or bad, but that it hasn’t always been there.

This makes me want to beat him with his own stupid hat.

Methinks I’ll be leaving him a lengthy voicemail full of Christmas music…”You’re a rotter, Mr. Grinch. You’re the king of sinful sots. Your heart’s a dead tomato splot with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch. Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots.”

give thanks

I am thankful for…

Friends who have stood by me through thick and thin (you know you you are), a family that loves me unconditionally, MUFFINS, Trey, music, St Ives 24 Hour Moisture advanced body moisturizer, Harry Potter, Frank, Roger, even Rufus, great neighbors, my church family, Disciple I, my co-workers (well, most of them), my job, my house, my car, text messages, my big blue water jug, girl’s night, nights out with the gays, theater, hot showers, candles that aren’t too smelly, foot massages, naps, cozy socks, scarves, mashed potatoes, almonds, man laughing, inside jokes (SEA BASS!), being an adult with my mother, being a kid with my father, being totally ridiculous with my sister, silent laughs, singing in my church choir, learning new things, good beer, feta cheese, old friends, new friends, being on stage, fleece blankets, new cleaning supplies, helping Trey with his house, leaves that blow around my car, pumking pie, apple pie, key lime pie, peanut butter pie, busy lawyer pie, derby pie, french silk pie, lemon merangue pie, any pie, ranch dip, tater tots, my dark gray hoodie, yoga pants, having conversations without speaking, people who never give up on talking to me even though I suck at keeping in touch, parking lot conversations, knowing this is it, Nathan (my 4 year old fan), hope, justice, peace, faith, love…and most of all, for grace. Because without grace, I would have nothing to be thankful for.

sick boy

When I went home from work today for lunch, I found a puddle of blood on the kitchen floor…three of my cats were running around like nothing was happening…Roger was lying under the coffee table. When I picked him up he started bleeding again…this would be when my panic attack kicked in. So I called work and told them I didn’t know when I’d be back, and I called the vet to let them know I was on my way. Apparently he has some sort of chemical build up in his bladder which is causing blockage. I don’t know why there was so much blood…at the vet’s office they filled a 9×13 pan full.

Roger is my baby, my handsome man. Roger is terrified of everyone else in the world but loves me to peices. I am so, so very worried about him. He’s staying at the vet over night. He looked so scared when I left him. The other day (some of you have heard this story), he peed on a pile of dirty laundry and I was so mean to him when I repremanded him…now I know that was his way of telling me something was wrong. I feel horrible!

Please pray for my baby, I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to him.

play time

Today: my back hurts, my knees are bruised, I’m exhausted, I have a broken fingernail…but the reason was totally worth it!

Last night, for about 2 and a half hours I played. Honest to goodness, PLAYed! Like a child at recess. It was magnificent!

But, let me start at the very begining (a very good place to start): I woke up bright and early and went to the 9:00 service at Trinity to see the kids’ Christmas musical (Christmas on Main Street – ADORABLE!!!), then taught Sunday School (I only ever have one little boy, but he’s so attentive and actually sits through the lesson before playing with monster trucks), then Blair picked me up and we headed to St. John’s Lutheran to hear DJ sing…he told us it started at 11, it started at 10:30. Thanks DJ. But it was a nice performance…or, the end of it was, hehe. After that was lunch, with DJ and Blair and then nap/movie/knitting (I finished Grandma’s scarf, yay!), and then me and Blair were off to Boiling Springs to support Janet in her directoral debut of her childrens’ choir’s performance of Christmas in Reverse. It was brilliant, the kids did so well! I sang along and did most of the dances from my seat…I was so proud! And I was thrilled that we got to sit with Caroline, Meredith, Matthew Ballard, and Adam! Hunter even stopped by to say hello! After the show, Janet, Caroline, Adam, Matthew, Blair and I all went to Wild Wing…and then decided to walk down to Denny’s Plaza to look at the town Christmas tree. We were shortly joined by Skate and then we had some good ole fashioned clean fun!

We played ring-around-the-rosey, we ran, we sang, we skipped and danced and did flips and jumped and laughed and laughed. There was a wheel barrow race, and fun pictures were taken (I hope they come out!) And we even ran into Alan for a while…I think she thinks we’re all insane! But oh, I cannot express how much fun it was! We were children…completely oblivious to the fact that we are considered by society to be entirely too old to behave as we did. And I loved every minute of it! Many thanks to Janet, Blair, Caroline, Skate, Matthew and Adam for the most fun night ever!!! I love you guys!