I completely surprised myself today. I mean, really, I did something that I've never ever done. Sure, I've thought about it before. I've even felt guilty because I've felt like I should do it. But still, it just hadn't happened. So I stopped expecting it.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Do you find yourself in the middle of the day with nothing to do?
Shake said face.
The more you relax your facial muscles and allow them to go where they will, the better your results will be...And voila!
The face just needs to be willing to shake and shake. Noises to go along with the shaking are entirely optional, but they do tend to make the whole experience that much more entertaining.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Sometimes I don't get it.
expectation .. is cracking the whip .. and making it happen
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Today the sun was out in a force that almost rivaled Texas.
There is some sad news that Crocs might be going under. Though I did see a high heel, in Crocs-form, which I am sure is their attempt to appeal to the greater masses. And yes, they are as hideous as they sound. Those heeled crocs might just be the last nail in the coffin. But luckily, my youngest nephew Judah is keeping them in business, two feet at a time.
I love when Drew wears the Blue Heaven shirt. It reminds me of our not even 24 delightful hours we spent in Key West this past winter and the restaurant we ate at for breakfast. Outdoors, a guy with a guitar and a mic, a few roosters roaming around, a ping-pong table which always serves as a reminder to us of my superior skills at the game, and that t-shirt. Blue Heaven. It's come a long way from the place where Hemingway used to referee boxing matches.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Being well is really great. It means that your husband stops with the water intake interrogations. That you are once again allowed to clean your house. That you can hug your nieces and nephews. And oh yeah, that you can go geocaching.
Our first hunt led us to a bamboo forrest.
So treasureless, we left the bamboo behind and went to a new site.
And found things that we hoped to God were not the treasure.
Or far too ridiculously obvious and suburban.
But finally, eureka! Jenna found it in a moment of glorious triumph, causing our spirits to rally.
We decided to take the light stick.
And left an old watch in a magical egg in its stead.
Okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly proven to be magical, per se, but hey, it was really really shiny, which totally counts for something.
we noticed that our fearless canines were completely tuckered out.
After some prodding and cajoling, Strider finally stood up to walk back down the hill, but Arwen, at only 11 weeks, could still use some coddling.
And she didn't mind it in the least.
And so we walked out of the forrest, light stick in hand, quest for adventure sated.
And one final glimpse of Arwen says it better than I could ever say:
Cause after today, we are all spent.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
I woke up to the tune of no fever, la la la la dee da da da, which is an excellent way to start the day. Okay, in actuality it looked more like 98.6, but as a rule I like songs and words better than numbers and will never stop trying to replace the latter with the former.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I am under strict orders from my husband to do absolutely nothing.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Please welcome the newest addition to the Latshaw family.
She's fawn colored with hints of red and brown and her ears look as though they have been dipped in ink.
She has dark smudges under her eyes that makes her appear to not take as many naps as she does.
She has quite the bit of mischief in her. Already, she has jumped out my mom's car window, jumped off the deck with her leash on and would have strangled herself had my mom and brother not been there to rescue her, and jumped into the middle of the deepest part of my parents' creek.
Monday, July 20, 2009
This is dumb.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
So, what do you think of when you hear, The Texas School Book Depository?
Friday, July 17, 2009
Apparently you can be happily married, never having once signed up for a profile on Eharmony.com, and still end up on a blind date.
And here's a little gem from there as well.
Our silverware was wrapped in paper that gave us three options for prayers, depending upon your preferred faith and assuming that you couldn't just make one up on the spot, I guess.
Oh. And perhaps I can look forward to observing Passsover with Ollie next year.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
If you went to my facebook page, you would read that I have 654 friends.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Sometimes I look around at my surroundings and have to wonder how it was that I actually got here.
On Tuesday, after having had more than a week off from the show and if I were to be totally honest, dealing with ribs that hadn't healed yet, I was feeling...wonky.
Friday, July 10, 2009
There is a blog that I have been reading for a while now. The author is a young mom whose husband works two jobs to take care of their family. They lead a youth group at their church. Two years ago, their third son was born stillborn at nine months, which of course was devastating. Their son born after him is deaf. She is pregnant with their fifth child right now, only twelve weeks along. Her site is decorated with stills that capture the faces of her family. Happy faces, loving faces.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Texas traffic is crawling outside of my window. Tractor trailers are methodically plodding along, their drivers probably not in a hurry anyway since they are getting paid no matter what. Or maybe they are a little anxious cause they are under a deadline, in which case they are cursing the three lane highway, the urban sprawl, and the oven that is Texas right now. It's not like they can sit fully immersed in water as they drive.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
I really do enjoy the opening night parties.
And tonight's was a doozy. They say everything is bigger in Texas, and I guess the parties fall under that category too.
A lamborghini and ferrari salesman here in Dallas is an apparent lover of theater as well, since he hosts all the touring shows that come through. Um, in his mansion.
Monday, July 6, 2009
We got up this morning and went, went, went, not stopping until...well, now, I suppose.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Summer time sand.
managing to look cool despite holding their hands in that I-really-need-to-rinse-them kind of way. You know, the beach kind of way.
Okay, not really, but doesn't Percy look like one? She's not, though; she's totally feline, she's just really good at looking like an owl sometimes.
And looking like a cat most other times. What can I say, she's got game.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
I don't know why I am so exhausted.
Well, that's actually Drew and our nephew Ollie. But still. I did it, too.
Friday, July 3, 2009
The concept of time is strange. Confusing. Disappointing, even, in the way it always seems to speed up right when you're good and ready for a slow pace.
I wouldn't mind so much if time had gone by a little slower this week. Already, it's time to go home and I had been fixing my heart on this beach trip for a while now.
Drew always tucks something to look forward to in the back of his mind. Some might say that takes away from living fully in the present, but others might say it aids mightily in the whole process of fostering hope.
Now that this is no longer The Thing To Which I Look Forward, I suppose I should find something else...would it be too predictable for me to say it's the next time I get to come home? Would you rather me take a page out of someone else's adventure book and say that it's my forthcoming trip to Japan? Or maybe our almost positively forthcoming move to New York City? Because those things are exciting, yes, but I much prefer an adventure of the heart and that takes place best when I am home, I think.
It takes place best when I am with Drew, I know.
Not that I don't have some growing to do by myself. Or with roommates who unintentionaly say some off the cuff remark that makes me break down and cry at three am, leaving me vulnerable and glaringly aware of the fact that I am the only female in the house and my
sensitivity is as much a blessing as a curse sometimes.
They manage to bring out the very best and very worst in us, don't they?
But all this to say that I am very much looking forward to my next trip home.
And to my ribs not hurting so much, because to be perfectly frank, they still do hurt. Especially when I play "monster" with my nieces and nephews and get jumped on as they courageously try to save whoever their fallen cousin in arms happens to be at the moment...but still, I'm smiling as I write this, they are that adorable and amazing.
Is there anything you're looking forward to that is tucked away in the back of your mind?
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
It's been a little while, I know.