a crafty weekend.

Well, I'm not mending this weekend, but I have been parked behind the sewing machine and craft table for pretty much the whole day.

I get on these big crafting kicks and will do nothing but craft for hours at a time, then something will go wrong and I'll get all ticked off and slam everything back in the box and not touch it for weeks. You see, I am a perfectionist and this is how we do things. Something doesn't go right the first time? Fine. Just get a big attitude and throw it in the box to "work on later."

Nope, not this weekend. I've had a project in mind for a while; my own version of this. It was my plan to make it for B's graduation and put it in a special frame. Well, I did it today. Yes, I actually completed a project the first time I sat down to do it. And man, was it easy. The only mishap I had was an incorrectly embroidered e which I fixed by adding a few extra stitches. I tried to get a picture of it, but it's eleven at night and just really hard to get a good picture right now.

I got kind of emotional while making it, it has a line from our song, and it's just really special. I'm going to guarantee you he will shed a tear. Or two. He may be fresh out of boot camp when he gets it, but I think it will still get to him the same way it would any other day. I. Can't. Wait.

B told me that every Sunday during church this song is played. He told me I have to listen to it, and the first time I hear it I thought it was severely depressing and couldn't understand why they would make the recruits listen to that. Now that I've seen the music video I totally get it and LOVE the song. It makes me cry too.

What are you guys up to this weekend? Any crafts? Emotional moments?

(c) Erin Rena on Flickr

a stormy saturday.

I love thunderstorms.

And we're going through a big one right now. Rain is hitting the window and the thunder is crazy and I love it. This is actually the second storm today which is even better.

I hate not having internet at home anymore. I'm on my netbook right now so I feel a little more at home, but it's still not the same. I can't curl up in bed with the Duke blanket and matching pillows and type away with playlist.com as my soundtrack.

(Speaking of playlist.com, my link-up didn't work the other day.)

In other news, I think this looming government shutdown is completely ridiculous. It really makes me angry.

our saturday.

Today was not a typical Saturday. It started at five this morning, which is much too early to even be coherent. B had a poolee function with the Marines/recruits in a city several miles away. Who knows all that went on there, all I know is he came home completely beat, sunburned, (the color does look good on his normally ghostly cheeks though...) and hungry. There were DIs there leading physical training, something you can't get too much of if you're going to be a Marine! B always enjoys these functions and comes home more motivated than he was before. He's stoked to go to recruit training; I'm still on the fence. I'm mostly on the "yay" side for now though. :)

I'm off work every other weekend, so I head to mom's house for coffee with her and my step-dad. It's always one of my favorite parts of the weekend...the coffee is to die for and so are the muffins that go along with it. We chit-chat while watching the news and paying attention to G (little sister).

On my days off, mom and I always make a big event out of it. We go out to eat, go shopping, drink more coffee...today was no different. We went to lunch and let G play on the play equipment, then of course went shopping.

Now the fun begins. On a whim, I decide to go buy a bike since I rode my brother's yesterday and remembered how much I enjoyed it. So, we go to the bike store, pick out a bright shiny red one, load it up in the truck, and head to the trail to ride. As my brother was unloading the bikes from the back of the truck, he misplaces his foot and tumbles off the back and pop goes his ankle. I thought he was joking about how bad it was at first, but the repeated, constant stream of bleeeeps informs me otherwise. His ankle instantly starts swelling and it gets bigger by the minute.

We call mom.

Go home.

Ice it.

Go to the ER.

Soft cast, no work for five days, severe sprain.


Also have to share about yesterday. Just after my last post as we were heading to wash clothes...my car overheats. Antifreeze doesn't fix it, so we think it's the fan. Take it to my old house, step-dad looks at it; the coolant is empty. Thank God it wasn't anything more serious. That would be one of the last things we'd like to happen at this point!

Have a happy Sunday tomorrow!

(p.s. just wanted to add...the little girl in the picture is our little sister and my brother is the one who hurt his ankle. just needed to clarify because I heard of some confusion!)

saturday morning :)

My internal alarm clock won't let me sleep until 11 anymore. Every Saturday I have off I tell myself that I'll sleep late to make up for all the sleep I don't get during the week, but that never happens! BJ is still in the bed and snoring, he probably won't be awake any time soon. I'm planning on making cinnamon rolls, bacon, and scrambled eggs around 10, and if he's not awake then I'll just go in there and tell him he better get up or I'll eat it all myself! ;)

We're planning on going to the Dixie Classic Fair today. Verrry excited. It's a little expensive, but we don't ever get out and have fun like this too often. And since we're both off today we figured why not. :)

Also wanted to share this note I found on Facebook...it's just called Random Thoughts but it's pretty funny:

- I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you’re going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you’re crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-I totally take back all the times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the “people you may know” feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.
-There is a great need for a sarcasm font.
-Sometimes I'll watch a movie and realize that when I was younger I had no idea what the heck was going on.
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring
my groceries in.
-"LOL" has gone from meaning "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say."
-Answering the same letter in a Scantron test is absolutely terrifying.
-How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?
-MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
-Obituaties would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like, I know my name, I know where I’m from, this shouldn’t be a problem….
-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
-I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs.
-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 times and still not know what time it is.
-I wonder if cops ever get angry at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

Okay, well...off to watch some Fox news!