The story of us

I decided to add a blog about Anthony. Funny enough not many of my friends have spent much (if any) time with him. Note: It's not because he's anti-social it's just that we live in two different cities. That's weird considering we have been together for so long....he hates it when I say exactly how long because it makes him appear to have a commitment phobia.

Anthony and I met in the 5th grade...I was taller than him in those days. We went to different middle schools so I didn't see him again until 9th grade. Somehow we ended up having the same group of friends and by 10th grade he was my best friend. We were really close throughout the years, but we didn't date. We kept in touch throughout college and I would see him when I came home. We dated other people and never really thought about dating each other. I'm not sure when that changed, but during my senior year of college we started dating...I guess that really kinda reveals how long we've been together. We have dated off and on since then....although we never "really" stopped dating...that's a long story that I will not bore you with.

So that's the (abbreaviated) story of us...hopefully, this is just the beginning of a long, fun-filled history that will include marriage (hint,hint), children, grandchildren etc.

In Honor of Valentine's Day

In honor of Valentine's Day here is a list of 10 things I love...in no particular order...except #1...that one is intentionally first!

1. God
2. Anthony
3. My family...even when they drive me crazy!
4. Shopping...I know that isn't deep or especially meaningful, but it is so true.
5. Pedicures and Manicures...I really need both right now
6. AUBURN!!!!! WAR EAGLE
7. Fridays...Fridays have always been my favorite day of the week...it means that that weekend has arrived
8. Cute Shoes...shoes are the best because no matter how much weight I gain or lose....usually gain...they still fit!
9. Hanging out with (talking to) old friends...by "old" I don't mean their age...I just mean they have been around for a while.
10. Christmas...it is my favorite time of year!

Thank God for Granddaddy's!

Well, since I just can't seem to get it off of my mind I guess it's time to blog about it! I have been so blessed with the world's best grandparents. They have always loved me unconditionally(and they have spoiled me just a little). Tomorrow will be exactly two years since my Granddaddy Henry passed away and last week was a month since losing Granddaddy Wylie. Disclaimer: I thought I could type this without tears, but they just seem to come no matter what I do....forgive me for any upcoming typos. My granddad's were two of the most special men I have ever met. They loved their families and they took care of us. Both were so special in different ways.

When I was in college, Granddaddy Henry would always have to have a "talk" with me before I would return to school...he would say "be smart, don't let the boys take advantage of you"...then he would hand me $20 "for gas" and make me promise not to tell the other grandkids. He wanted only the best for his family and he did what he could to help us achieve that. I have only fond memories of him and I miss him as much today as I did two years ago!

Granddaddy Wylie was always my hero...he still is! He taught me to stand up for myself and to always believe in something. He would often tell me "people don't have to like you, but they must respect you." I loved (and sometimes hated) campaigning with him...like it or not...it wasn't optional. When I 21 or 22 years old I realized that it really was optional. So one day when Granddaddy called me to help him campaign that weekend I said "no." He was so mad...he hung up on me. I couldn't believe he hung up on me. He didn't call me for a few days and I thought he would stay mad forever. He didn't...he called me a few days later and asked me if I wanted to go eat oyster's with him....that was Granddaddy's idea of an apology.

I miss talking to them, getting their advice (both wanted and unwanted), but most of all I just miss their presence. I wish they were going to be here when I get married and when I have children....they would have been such wonderful great-granddads. I hate that Granddaddy Wylie didn't get to vote for Barack Obama or Hillary Clinton...he would have gotten such a kick out of that! I wish Granddaddy Henry could have seen me finish my master's degree...he always pushed so hard for me to get a good education. Although there are many things they won't get to experience with us, they did get to experience so much. I'm thankful that God allowed us to have so much time with them. I'm grateful that he allowed me to really get to know my grandfathers after I became an adult...I don't think I truly appreciated them and their wisdom until then. I miss them everyday! I am so thankful to God for Granddaddy's.

Rock the Vote!

I was so excited yesterday about voting (as always). I arrived at 7:45 a.m...ready to cast my vote. I was ready to make the decision to vote for Obama or Clinton...or I guess McCain, Huckabee, or Romney...but if you know me at all you know that I didn't vote Republican =)...I was truly excited. Truthfully my decision was made long before I got there, but it still was a special moment. That moment made me realize just how far our country has come. So I voted...walked out...and eagerly awaited the results. I have always loved watching election results and last night was no different. My sister and I voted one way and my mother voted for another candidate...that caused a few "debates." As the election continues I cannot wait to see the outcome. Of course, whoever wins will have my support and prayers (Republican or Democrat), but truthfully I really hope the best WOMAN wins!

The madness begins

So after lurking in the blogging world for quite some time now, I have decided that I would finally "officially" join the blogging madness. The madness begins.