Vertigo

No, i’m not talking about one of the 7 dwards….I’m talking about my state of being this morning..and well, any other morning for that matter. I really think you can’t function great on 4 1/2 or 5 hours of sleep and that’s what I’ve been getting lately, some nights 6 hours. I rarely fall asleep before 10:30 and pray I’m asleep by 11:00. I usually get into bed by 10:00 or so but can’t ever fall asleep right away…man I wish the days of my childhood when I fell asleep right when my head hit the pillow. Anyway, i am usually completely out of it and wanting to be asleep and there’s Jonathan just talking away…I’m like “ya, ok, uhuh” to whatever he is saying….poor guy, I feel bad But when you go to sleep around 10:30 or 11:00, wake up at 4:45, and then wake up about 4 or 5 times throughout the night and are usually up about 30 minutes each time, that leaves you with little sleep. And sadly about 2 or 3 of those times I wake up it’s b/c someone is snoring. I was up for about an hour last night from 1:00-2:00 and finally I decided to go downstairs and sleep on the couch….well, that lasted all of 5 minutes becuase I didn’t have my fan and I could still hear him snoring…..That’s the problem with a loft style townhouse and no wall to your bedroom. I’m just tired of being tired….between lack of sleep and my heart meds that make you sleepy I have no chance! Oh well, maybe tonight I’ll get some sleep.

Ok…let me just remind some of you how much I detest driving in Dallas anymore. On the way to work I had to put up with 3 wrecks, none were serious thank the Lord….The one that gets me ist a little finder binder on 35…the cars weren’t damaged hardly at all, maybe a little dent here and there but they kept the cars in the middle lane…you never do that, move over to the shoulder please! If you have a death wish you can stand in the middle of 35 with your car stopped but other than that, please MOVE! Ok, enough ranting today…happy driving my peeps!

So we were just sitting around last night and I was trying to get comfortable on the couch with my blanket and pillows and Presley (my dog) and such….anyway, Jonathan said that I was like a dog. You know how when you are trying to get comfortable and lay down they circle and circle and circle again until they find just the right spot then they lay down. He said I was like that, I kept moving until I got comfy, I was not circling like a dog. So to that I say, Presley let us circle and move around until we get comfy…we’re the ones that are going to have to lay that way, not anyone else….they can make fun of us all they want, but in the end I’ll be comfortable!

Today is Memorial Day…a day to remember our men and women who have served and are still serving our country. Jonathan and I went to the cemetery in Ennis today where my grandparent’s and great-grandparents are buried. Since it is Memorial Day, someone went around the cemetery and put little flags by the graves of military men/women. My grandad was a Lt. Commander in the US Navy so he had a little flag too.


Jonathan and I also went to downtown Ennis to see the building where my great-grandad’s store was–he owned the Men’s clothing store in town. When my great-grandad owned it, he had a big M etched into the stone and painted above the doors. Since then, the store has been divided into two stores, one is a taxidermy and the other one is a gift/tourist shop. The Taxidermy store has left the big M on the front of the store but the gift shop didn’t and painted blue bonnets over it…geeze! When my grandad died, we were on the way to the cemetery and passed by this store…my grandmother pointed out the store to me and told me all about the M on the building and my great-grandad’s buisness. I remembered this comversation and mentioned it to Jonathan…so a few months ago Jonathan was in Ennis for something and saw the building so today we went to find it.

This is the other part of my great-grandad’s old store…behind the blue bonetts is where the M is etched into the stone…here’s a clsoe up of it.

Or should I say Shaven Ice. That’s how the sign reads anyway. When I was growing up one of my best friends, Kristen, lived in Ennis and we would go to the sno cone stand all the time! I always got a white coconut sno cone….DELICIOUS. 15 years or so later, I moved to Waxahachie and guess what? There’s sno cone stand, Yeah! Well, a “shaven ice” stand, my how times have changed…or atleast become politically correct–as if a sno cone needs to be politically correct. Well anyway, I found out about this wonderful sno cone stand and I’ve been to it like 4 times in the last 2 weeks. And I not only can I get a white coconut sno cone, they have cream to add to it! Another walk down memory lane…so do I like the sno cone stand because it reminds me of the good ‘ole days or because they are just so irresistibly yummy?

Jonathan and I have talked a little about being directors at a youth camp somewhere. We would both absolutely love that it fits our personalities and interests. Well, we were talking to some friends the other night about different endeavors and being an entrepreneur and such….when the conversation led to our friend showing us a property in Ellis county that would be perfect for a youth retreat or camp type center. It’s a 9 acre lot with a house, workshop with a 2 bdrm apt above it, a wharehouse, a 3 acre stock pond, fishing, and much much more….and only $349,000….now I know what you’re thinking–laurie, you don’t have $350,000. And I know that, but we were thinking that like 4 different couples could go in on it together and start up this business…It’s a dream come true!! But the more and more I think about it, I think–THATS CRAZY, you can’t do that, are you kidding yourself. So down the toilet goes the dream…but it was fun while it lasted. Oh well, maybe one day. I would still love to do something like that. Actually I would love to run a gymnastics camp somewhere like the one I used to go to as a kid…nothing hard core gymnastics or what have you, just a fun filled week of camp that included gymnastics. Ahhh, camp buffalo gap—the memories! Ok, enough down memory lane. I guess I have to just go back to my dream of opening up a doggie day care….yeah! I could take Presley to work everyday!! She would love it…..Waxahachie also really needs a dog park. Well that’s enough rambling for now.

Since I’m used to sleeping by myself and no one else in the bed, I’m used to having all the sheets and blankets for myself….I think Jonathan is the same way. Subconsciously both of us are still in that mind frame and steal the covers in the middle of the night. I’ll wake up and have like half of my body covered with the blanket and Jonathan has the rest of the KING size blanket, so I just pull enough to cover me, not to take any from him…then a little while later, he’ll wake up and pull them over to his side not thinking and it will happen again, so I have to pull them back to over. Then he’ll roll over or I’ll roll over and end up pulling the rest of the blanket with me so he’ll have to pull it back over and it’s a vicious cycle. Then there’s the problem with the fan…I have to sleep with a fan blowing right on me at night….sometimes he gets cold with it, but do you really think I’m gonna turn that fan off-ah, that’s a big fat NO. I can’t sleep without it. The only thing saving me is that our bedroom is upstairs so it gets rather warm up there at night, and we’re both kind of cheap and don’t want to pay more for electricity than we have to so we leave the thermostat on 80 at night….It’s not bad, really. Anyway, moral of the story–sometimes it takes a while to get used to someone else being in the bed and taking your covers.

Our wedding website has had an overhaul and is now the new casadeblundell. We have stuff on there like photos, videos, some of our favorite recipes that we’ve used, and other stuff. Stop by and check it out….www.casadeblundell.com

Here is a video of our adventures in Colorado…We had a blast and once we stepped foot off the airplane back in Texas we were ready to get back on and fly back to colorado because it was about 250% humidity here…gotta love Texas weather!

Jonathan posted the slideshow that we put together for our rehersal dinner and wedding reception on you tube today–YEAH! It only took us a couple of weeks to post it–enjoy

This doesn’t really fall into the category of living with a boy but I would have to agree with Jonathan on his post about dogs. Living with my dog Presley isn’t easy. She is cooped up in a kennel all day and you have to put her on a leash and walk her outside to get her to take care of business. She jumps up on the bed and couch all the time hoping just maybe we’ll let her stay there a while. Even though she is a little crazy and neurotic at times, she’s still a good dog…she just needs a big backyard-or a backyard in general!
So living with a boy-like I said in the last post, I grew up with two brothers so living with a boy isn’t that different for me. I have forgotten some stuff since liing with them though. Why do guys feel the need to put everything in the dishwasher, I mean everything. And not only do they put it all in the dishwasher, they hardly rinse it off…thinking “the dishwasher will get all the junk off”….well, yes but only if you run it right then. If you put a plate with food stuck on it in the dishwasher on Monday, chances are that by wednesday when you finally run the dishwasher it won’t come off. Big pots and pans do not need to go into the dishwasher, you can hand wash them…a long with other things. I put few things in the washer and wash all the rest…ya it’s a little more work, but I don’t like going to get something you need to cook with and it’s sitting in the washer waiting to be washed. Just a little soap box of mine.
Another thing, growing up, I was always taught that whites are all washed together and darks are washed together, not whites and darks in one load. I’m sure Jonathan was raised this way too, but somewhere between living at home and now he has forgotten this…he looked at me like I was crazy because I only washed my whites in a load and not colors with it. “That’s how you keep your whites white–it’s called bleach.” I said. It’s just funny to see things and note the differences in how we do them. Granted there aren’t too many.

I got this in an email a while back and I have to say, it’s pretty true. A couple of months ago I probably would have said “none of that is true, that’s not how women act or what they mean when they say that.” Well, it’s true, some of it anyway, not all of it. I mean, sometimes a loud sigh is just that, a sigh, no meaning behind it.

9 phrases women use:

1.) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are
right and you need to shut up.

2.) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour.
Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more
minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3.) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something,and
you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end
in fine.

4.) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don’t Do It!

5.) Loud Sigh: This is not actually a word, but is a nonverbal statement
often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot
and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you
about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6.) That’s Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can
make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before
deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7.) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say
you’re welcome.

8.) Whatever: Is a women’s way of saying *&@# YOU!

9.) Don’t worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning
this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is
now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking “What’s
wrong?” For the woman’s response refer to #3.

Yesterday at church (Encounter), Brian started a new series called “release” about letting go of pain, anger, bitterness, etc and giving it up to God. He is using the new Spiderman 3 movie as an illustration…it shows how bitterness or anger can overtake you and consume your thoughts and actions. It was a very good message and can’t wait for future weeks messages. After the message, Brian invited us up to get a “pain card” and drop it on the table up front that had a crown of thorns on it….showing our release of the pain and us giving it up to Christ. I was thinking, I don’t have any bitterness, anger or pain towards anyone…I guess that’s a good thing, no one has hurt me. But as I continued to think about it, I thought, it’s not that no one has hurt me before, it’s that I have never let anyone hurt me before. I never let people get close enough to hurt me or cause me pain. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want it, but if I don’t ever let people get close enough to me, is that just as bad? Which one is worse — letting people in and actually getting to know you with the possibility of getting hurt or not letting people in and never getting hurt? What do you think?

Well, Jonathan has started a new category called “living with a girl”. A friend of his stared one when she got married and we both liked the idea so we also started one. I grew up with 2 brothers so it’s not a big shock living with a boy…but it is different living with a boy that’s not your brother. The main thing I’ve learned over the last 8 days is….

*Boys can be clean but they still have a lot of clutter that goes everywhere. I like things clean and straightened…it doesn’t have to be perfect just not cluttered. As I sit here typing I’m looking at our table filled with junk….i can’t see the top of the table!

More to come later

The countdown is complete, no more waiting to get married. Last Saturday at 2:00 I became Mrs. Laurie Blundell. Or as our resort had us down as, The Brundull’s. Go figure–it’s not that hard to spell, we even spelled it out for them over the phone.

Anyway, the wedding was great and I got to see people that I hadn’t seen in a while and loved it. I wish I could have spent more time talkikng to people but you know how it goes. I think the highlight of the ceremony was at the very beginning…We were standing there in front of the pastor and my 6 yr old nephew sneezed. This wasn’t just a sneeze, he had snot dripping out of his nose and looked at me with this look like “what do I do with it?” It was SOOOO funny, I couldn’t help but laugh. He just wiped it on the brand new carpet in the sanctuary. What else can you do. Funny times. We don’t have our wedding pictures yet but we have found a few snapshots of the day.

For our honeymoon we went to Pagosa Springs, Colorado right outside of Durango. We had a great time geocaching in the mountains and taking a train ride and just soaking in the hot tubs and relaxing. You can check out mine and Jonathan’s flickr pages for more pics.

Jonathan has a great post on everything on his blog so check it out.