I drive Cubby blue!

So tonight after work we went car shopping. We came home with this little beauty.


It's a 2005 Kia Spectra 5.

We bought it used, and paid CASH! We traded in my truck, which was kinda sad but oh well.

It has all the features I wanted, including the 5th door! I'm excited. But now I just have to get used to driving a car and not a truck. I sit lower and closer to the windshield. This isn't the exact color I wanted, but I don't hate it. It's not as BRIGHT as it appears in the photos. I put my Cubs tag on the front and the blue matches it. Cubby Blue!



So here's to not financing!

One whole year.

We've now officially been in our house one whole year.

Then:

Now:


We've done so much to this house and we have so much left to do. When we moved in the back yard was bare and muddy. Now it's full of lush green grass. The living room, bedrooms, hall and main bathroom have been painted. We gutted and remodeled the back bathroom, and aren't quite finished yet. (We still have to paint and hang the trim and finish installing the shower.) We need to finish tiling an entry way and then conquer the mighty TEAL kitchen with paint and new tile.... but that's all for year two!

One week after we moved in we got SOPHIE. Her one year anniversary with us was yesterday. Oh how we are suckers for this dog. She sleeps with us. She eats our food. She hogs the couch. She has a wardrobe and a pile of toys. She rules the roost and is spoiled beyond belief. We are such suckers for this DOG that I can't imagine how we will be when we ever have real children.


This year has gone really fast. Here's hoping year two of home ownership is just as good.

Boredom.

I am bored. I've been "taking it easy" for three days now, I just want something to DO. My mouth still hurts, but now the pain has moved to my lower jaw to the back of my neck. I just feel like someone put a jack hammer in my mouth. (They probably did.) I'm really feeling it now because the Lortab started making me queasy so now I'm just taking ibuprofen.

My diet consists of:
-milkshakes (made by Dirk in the malt machine with Edy's light ice cream and carnation instant breakfast, so goooood.)
-instant cheesy mashed potatoes
-pudding
-jello (yack)
-cottage cheese
-scrambled eggs
-taco bueno bean burrito (chew the tortilla with my front teeth)

I really want to get up and make bread, but Dirk says I shouldn't. I really enjoy making bread. Since my last post I've made 6 more loaves. This past weekend I found more loaf pans on sale, so now I'm all set. I also saw a breadmaker at an estate sale, and I looked at it...but I just don't want one. I really like using my mixer, letting the dough rise and rolling it out. It's not hard at all and it's fun. And I can make different size loaves or even buns. Call me old fashioned but I just don't want one. But I don't think using a KitchenAide mixer is old fashioned. :)

In other news, I'm almost finished with the main boat part of Noah's Ark. I hope to post pictures soon. It's looking pretty good, but I need to sew it all together.

This post is boring. It fits my mood. But hey, the Cubs won today.

No more wisdom teeth.

Dear Sweet Lortab, how I love thee.

My surgery went well. I sat down in the chair, they put an IV in and said that I'll be feeling relaxed in a moment.. then BAM. I remember nothing. The next thing I know they are saying my name and my mouth is packed with gauze. Dirk said he heard drilling. EEEE!

When I got home I was like, Eh this is noooo sweat. But then the numbness wore off and my bottom jaw HURT. The doctor told Dirk that my bottom right tooth was the most impacted and that area will be the most sore. Boy, was he right! One lortab didn't do the trick so I had to take two.

Now I am very.... lethargic. I'm supposed to keep my head elevated for 40 hours, and I really can't sleep sitting up, otherwise I'm sure I'd be out. But I feel no pain now!

I may try and play a game of pathwords.... but my mind is going rather slow. But I still bet I can beat Ann. :)

Oh Hey! This was one of those things I can cross off my 101 in 1001 list.

Please Pray.

In my last post I talked about my grandpa. While the doctors were trying to determine the extent of his injuries, they did an MRI on him and discovered some spots on his spine. They did a biopsy and we got word today that grandpa has Type B Lymphoma, stage 3 or 4. Simply, this is cancer of the bone marrow. Doctor said it's all through him. It's not curable but it's treatable and if they don't treat it his bones will just start to crumble.

This explains to me why God allowed him to be in this car accident... if this hadn't happened, we would never have known until it was too late.

This announcement wasn't a huge shock, we knew they took a biopsy and they were taking a very long time getting the test results, so we knew it was probably something bad. And besides, who lives to be 88 and doesn't have something troubling them physically? But still I don't like to hear this news. It just makes me sad that my dear sweet grandpa and grandma have to go through this.

The doctors think grandpa is healthy enough to handle treatment, but this just means extended time in a care facility. This is very hard on my grandmother, since he's in Wichita, 30 minutes away and she can't drive.

Please just pray for my grandmother.

And I leave you with one of the emails my grandpa sent me... he loves to get and send email. Keep in mind he has bad eye sight and can't see the keyboard very well, but I always love his emails:

Well thought i would talk a little bit not much going on only raining we have around an inch and still doing it so i guess thats good for the farmers maybe getther wheat up and going . Granny is out in the graga getting the washing mech. going couldnt hardly wait to get do eating breakfast but she made it ok ha well hows things going down there finewe hope had a good day at church yesterday 2 speakers from another church speaking one tought the adult class other taught the sermon pretty good . well i guess i better get in the grauge and get busy im supose to be making Shelia a coat rack she has stuff laying all over the place and no place to hang them so i tell her what else is new ha well i better get off and say by by and we love you both
GRANNY AND ME WALKER HA

Father's Day

This weekend was not only Father's Day, but my mom and dad's birthdays. Mom's birthday on the 14th, Dad's was today--Father's Day!

A few years ago on Mother's Day I got up early and drove home in time to make it for church and surprise my mom. Ever since then I think my dad has wondered if I'd ever do it for him, so we planned to leave early on Friday and be there when he got home from work.

We made it just before 5:00 pm and waited for my dad, and when he pulled into the garage we sent Sophie out to greet him. My dad never really expresses his excitement, but I could tell he was really happy and surprised. I was glad we were able to be there. We took them to eat at Outback Steakhouse for my mom's birthday then gave my dad the Indiana Jones trilogy.

We visited my Grandpa W too. A few weeks ago my grandparents were in a car accident and my grandpa is in a rehab center, so we spent some time visiting him too. I was afraid he would look frail, but he looked really good! He just has some broken ribs and a broken arm, but he needs to be in rehab so he can get around by himself again. Hopefully he can go home in a few weeks.

We came back home Saturday night, but before leaving my dad took me on a ride on his motorcycle. He bought it about 6 months ago and apparently goes on "biker trips" with a bunch of guys at church. It's their "biker gang". This whole concept is entirely foreign to me and I still can't get over the overall weirdness of my dad having a motorcycle. But before they had kids my parents BOTH had motorcycles and drove all over the country. This blows my mind.

SO back to my death defying motorcycle ride... YIKES. Never will I own a motorcycle. I was OK when he was coasting around town, but then he decides to drive out to the bridge outside of town and took it up to 60 mph... and I swear I almost peed my pants. He loves it and kept saying, "See? It's not hot at all when you are moving, it's perfect!" And I was cringing, clinging to what my mom called the "sissy bar" thinking, "Daddy take me homeeeeeeeeeeee!" Then a big gust of wind would blow and it shook the bike. JKLF:DJLKSFJLD:JFKLDSJ:LF

The whole time I kept thinking how that RIGHT DOWN THERE was pavement and how bad it would hurt if I hit it... and how much rehab it would take if we wrecked.. and would I look the same with no skin???

Oh it was so scary. When we got back I was like NO WAY. NOT DOING THAT AGAIN. And my mom was like "What? I used to fall asleep back there."

It is just so strange to think that my parents were bikers in the 70s.

In other news, I am having my wisdom teeth taken out on Thursday. This will suck because they have to do it surgically. I'm not so much worried about the tooth removal, but how I will react to the anesthesia. I just don't want to be sick. But for 48 hours...milkshakes for me!!!

Also I would like to say GO CUBS, we can do it without Soriano. The End.

Beautiful Friday

Yesterday afternoon I took a "Beautiful Friday" from work (we are allowed two Friday afternoons off a month during the summer) and I baked some bread.



I'm very please with myself, since it's my first time to make bread. So I thought I'd do a little blog bragging. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, just takes about 2 hours total to rise.

It's VERY good. My giant red Betty Crocker recipe book hasn't failed me yet.

It's a sign.

Tonight after work I changed my clothes and put my shoes on--ready to get on the treadmill. Just as I finished tying my shoes, the power went out.

The power went out, and stayed out!! Clearly this was the Lord telling me not to work out today.

So I went to Wal-Mart and bought ingredients for cookies.