Saturday, December 15, 2012
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Since yesterday morning, I have flip-flopped between thinking about quitting my job and homeschooling my Ella, to realizing that one of my jobs as a teacher is protecting my students. The fact of the matter is, they are my kids too. Furthermore, it was proven just last week, and this past summer, that this type event can happen anywhere. The problem isn't that God has been taken out of schools, or gun control (although, in the wrong hands, guns do kill people)...the problem is that there are people in this world who lose it, who have mental disabilities that cause them to see the world differently, and therefore cause pain and suffering. I'm upset with the discourse in our country...the fact that 27 people were killed yesterday and the country is arguing about gun control and God in schools. Drop the politics and love your family, at least for today.
I couldn't homeschool Ella anyway, I'm terrible at math and science.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
We are still here!
Hello all! I know it has been awhile...how many posts have I started that way? Anyhoo, I just finished reading my last post, which is a total downer, so I'm going to make this one very fun to read.
Ella is doing AMAZING! I love her more and more everyday. Just when I think I couldn't love her anymore than I already do, she does something or says something that makes me incredibly grateful that I am her mother. She seems to be pretty well-rounded, loving both Star Wars and Disney princesses. She is smart and funny, just like her mother (tee-hee!)...okay, and her father. She loves Star Wars so much, that she hums the Darth Vader song while she goes to the potty! I'm sure she will love that I told you all that when she gets older. One of her favorite things to do is work puzzles, and she is becoming quite the artist. She makes Max and me read the same books over and over, so she actually memorizes them, and then she can "read" them to us.
We went to Denver for Thanksgiving this year, and it was such a great time. Chrissy is doing well, and I ran a virtual Turkey Trot with her on Thanksgiving morning. We had the best food, and best of all, we spent some quality time with the Wimmer/Peragines. I am always amazed at how fast kids grow, and Thomas and Annie are no exceptions. That Annie...she is smart and funny, just like her aunt! (I know, that joke will get old fast).
Christmas was a blast! The Farrs came over from Austin on Christmas Eve, and then Max, Ella, and I spent the rest of the weekend with each other...no other family or friends. That may sound sad to some of you, but it was wonderful! It was the first holiday that we have been our own little family. Ella was visited by Santa, of course, making Christmas day VERY exciting.
As many of you know, my brother, Kyle, and his wife, Christi, are both Baylor graduates. Of course, my parents bought us all tickets to the Alamo Bowl to cheer on the Baylor football team and RGIII. That two days will easily go down as the most fun I've had with my family thus far. Max and I also celebrated our 9th anniversary, and I celebrated my 32 birthday.
Max's mom, Adele, was here for my birthday, and stayed for a bit for a fantastic visit. She was here from the Friday before my birthday until yesterday. We are always sad to see her go, but we had a great time with her.
I can't end this post without sharing this bit of news...I am going to be an aunt again (just in case you all haven't heard, which I'm sure if you are from Muleshoe that you have) this coming Friday! Madison Claire Hahn will make her appearance on Friday morning, and I couldn't be more thrilled. Just when I start to feel down, I think about all the blessings in my life. I have a wonderful family...my family and all my in-laws! Kyle and I were both very lucky to marry into strong, loving, accepting families. Here are some photos from the past few months. They aren't in any kind of order, but I'm sure you will be able to figure out what is going on in them!
Ella was a trooper at the game...but boy did she get tired.
The Farr's and the Wimmer's...shenanigans aplenty.
Amanda, Sarah, and me at the Sights and Sounds 5K
The Wimmer/Peragine clans together for Thanksgiving
Cousins sliding
Handsome Cab ride in downtown San Antonio
Ella is doing AMAZING! I love her more and more everyday. Just when I think I couldn't love her anymore than I already do, she does something or says something that makes me incredibly grateful that I am her mother. She seems to be pretty well-rounded, loving both Star Wars and Disney princesses. She is smart and funny, just like her mother (tee-hee!)...okay, and her father. She loves Star Wars so much, that she hums the Darth Vader song while she goes to the potty! I'm sure she will love that I told you all that when she gets older. One of her favorite things to do is work puzzles, and she is becoming quite the artist. She makes Max and me read the same books over and over, so she actually memorizes them, and then she can "read" them to us.
We went to Denver for Thanksgiving this year, and it was such a great time. Chrissy is doing well, and I ran a virtual Turkey Trot with her on Thanksgiving morning. We had the best food, and best of all, we spent some quality time with the Wimmer/Peragines. I am always amazed at how fast kids grow, and Thomas and Annie are no exceptions. That Annie...she is smart and funny, just like her aunt! (I know, that joke will get old fast).
Christmas was a blast! The Farrs came over from Austin on Christmas Eve, and then Max, Ella, and I spent the rest of the weekend with each other...no other family or friends. That may sound sad to some of you, but it was wonderful! It was the first holiday that we have been our own little family. Ella was visited by Santa, of course, making Christmas day VERY exciting.
As many of you know, my brother, Kyle, and his wife, Christi, are both Baylor graduates. Of course, my parents bought us all tickets to the Alamo Bowl to cheer on the Baylor football team and RGIII. That two days will easily go down as the most fun I've had with my family thus far. Max and I also celebrated our 9th anniversary, and I celebrated my 32 birthday.
Max's mom, Adele, was here for my birthday, and stayed for a bit for a fantastic visit. She was here from the Friday before my birthday until yesterday. We are always sad to see her go, but we had a great time with her.
I can't end this post without sharing this bit of news...I am going to be an aunt again (just in case you all haven't heard, which I'm sure if you are from Muleshoe that you have) this coming Friday! Madison Claire Hahn will make her appearance on Friday morning, and I couldn't be more thrilled. Just when I start to feel down, I think about all the blessings in my life. I have a wonderful family...my family and all my in-laws! Kyle and I were both very lucky to marry into strong, loving, accepting families. Here are some photos from the past few months. They aren't in any kind of order, but I'm sure you will be able to figure out what is going on in them!
Ella was a trooper at the game...but boy did she get tired.
The Farr's and the Wimmer's...shenanigans aplenty.
Amanda, Sarah, and me at the Sights and Sounds 5K
The Wimmer/Peragine clans together for Thanksgiving
Cousins sliding
Handsome Cab ride in downtown San Antonio
Saturday, September 10, 2011
The Bastrop Complex Fire
Four years ago, my parents bought their "retirement" home in Bastrop, Tx. Bastrop is about 35 miles east of Austin on HWY 71. The house is amazing. It sits right in front off the first tee box on Pine Forest Golf Course, and right across from the Colorado River. You can actually see the river from their front porch. For a girl from Muleshoe, TX, this is an incredible thing. I mean, a freaking RIVER y'all! I didn't know it at the time, but I was pregnant with Ella when they closed on the house. When I found out I was pregnant, I was actually pissed that they had bought the house, and that my child would grow up not knowing the house that I called home in Muleshoe. At that time, Mom and Dad did not spend much time there. They were probably there about once a month. Kyle and his wife, Christi, and Max and I would go spend a weekend a piece there, to make sure that everything was working, and that the house was okay. In about three months, that house was a part of our family. We had friends in Bastrop. And I don't mean people we said "Hi" to, people that became a part of our family. Bastrop quickly became home, and Muleshoe became a place we liked to visit and see old friends. Ella has only known "The Bastrop House" as we call it, as Nanny and Daddo's...she only saw my childhood home twice. We have spent a couple of Christmas days there, some Thanksgivings, an Easter, four Halloweens, and a couple of Independence Days. It is our home.
Last Sunday, Kyle and Christi had come in with their dog, Deacon, and I went to get Ella (she had stayed with Mom and Dad all weekend so Max and I could get some work done on the house-- which we didn't do!). Since I had Labor Day off, I decided Ella and I could stay Sunday night and go home Monday. Mom and I were planning a baby shower for my friend Betsy, that was to be held at the house the following Saturday. I knew we weren't going to be there very long that morning, because we had planned to help Christi pick out some maternity clothes (YAY!) in Austin. We all piled in Mom and Dad's Yukon, and headed out. We had a great day. Lunch at Abuelo's, shopping at Barton Creek Square, and we were having so much fun on the way home. Kyle was driving and I was sitting in the front seat with him. As we pulled into Bastrop, there were several fires going. We had planned to BBQ some chicken, and I heard Dad say to Mom, "Terri, we better not barbeque the chicken, we may catch the whole neighborhood on fire." The wind was blowing like we were in the panhandle, and it was hot. The conditions were favorable for fires. We could see smoke up ahead, and as we drove closer, we realized how serious it really was. There was a police car blocking HWY 71 towards the entrance of Tahitian Village (their neighborhood). Mom and Dad were both trying to tell Kyle how to get in a "secret" entrance. I could see Kyle's brain saying, "DEACON, DEACON, DEACON." We u-turned and got to where we could go in the secret way, Kyle was visibly shaken, as were Mom and Dad. I started to get scared, and Ella was singing something in the backseat. We were the only car trying to get in, there was already traffic piling up of cars trying to get out. People were waving us away, trying to get us turned around, flashing their lights at us. It was terrifying, but we made it to the house. The smoke was getting thicker and closer. We all hugged Deacon when we walked in the door, and we threw stuff in bags and loaded up the cars. Then we joined the line of cars evacuating Tahitian Village.
After 30 minutes of stop-and-go traffic, we made it to the Best Buy parking lot in Bastrop. We got out of our cars, and held each other. All I could think about was how sorry I felt for my parents. My parents, who I have watched work their asses off my whole life for Kyle and me, and for that house. My parents, who work harder than anyone else I have ever known, and who deserve their dream house on a golf course by a river...and it was all going to burn to the ground. We all cried there in that Best Buy parking lot. We re-grouped, went to a gas station and filled up all three cars, and went to the Hilton at the Austin-Bergstrom Airport. We slept, actually, we didn't sleep, there that night, knowing that many people, even friends, were losing everything. It was a very tough night, that is all I'll say about that.
The next morning, we got up and checked the news, and found out from a neighbor that the house had survived the first night of fires, but things didn't look good for the day. Ella and I went home, to San Antonio, with the fire in our rearview mirror. Kyle and Christi went home, to Houston with the fire in their rearview mirror. All I did for three days was read Facebook posts and my Twitter feed. I didn't even really teach my classes! I just gave them all busy work and book work--bad teacher!
After a week of conflicting reports, bad news, and false posts, we found out that the house is fine. So are the homes of many good friends.
Today, I took a carload of donations from my students and myself there. I dropped everything off at the Chili's in Bastrop. They were having a free pancake breakfast for the victims, and also a donation drive and giveaway. When we got everything out of my car, they told me, "Go in and get some breakfast and some coffee." I couldn't do it...that wasn't for me. I had two cups of coffee already this morning...WHILE LAYING IN MY BED!!! The people who were to eat that breakfast slept on cots in school gyms.
I met up with Mom and Dad, who are doing pretty well, despite the fact that they are not being let into their home yet. We went to Elgin (a short drive up Hwy 95) to attend the baby shower that was supposed to be at our place. We left early because we thought we were going to be let onto Riverside, so we could finally see the place, and clean out the fridge, which I'm sure is disgusting. But we were not let in, and they probably will not be let in until Monday, maybe even Tuesday. We drove down Hwy 71 to Smithville, past the Bastrop State Park, that stretch of highway was reopened this morning. Anyone who knows that area knows that it is called "Lost Pines" because of the amazing pine trees. They are all gone. All of them. That stretch of road now looks as if a bomb has gone off. Everything is destroyed, save some random lucky structures. We came back and had lunch at one of our favorite places...The Roadhouse. We all thought it was gone, and had actually heard that it had burned down that first night...but it was there. That burger was comfort.
Bastrop is a special community. Everywhere I looked today, there were tents set up for people to come get clothing and water...there were special tents set up for the firefighters with water, Gatorade and snacks. I have a feeling that Bastrop didn't "need" the fire to bring everyone together, because everyone was already together. Since four years ago, when Mom and Dad bought the house, I have felt that we, our family, was a part of a special community. Please, if you read this, and I know it is really long, pray for those who have lost everything, the two souls that have left the community, and everyone else who has had to deal with this terrible drought, fire season, and destruction in all of Texas. Our state is too beautiful for it all to go up in flames.
With all of this said, I feel so lucky to be drinking my wine out of my refrigerator, slipping into my own bed, and falling asleep with a roof over my head tonight. Count your blessings, everyone. They are plentiful.
Last Sunday, Kyle and Christi had come in with their dog, Deacon, and I went to get Ella (she had stayed with Mom and Dad all weekend so Max and I could get some work done on the house-- which we didn't do!). Since I had Labor Day off, I decided Ella and I could stay Sunday night and go home Monday. Mom and I were planning a baby shower for my friend Betsy, that was to be held at the house the following Saturday. I knew we weren't going to be there very long that morning, because we had planned to help Christi pick out some maternity clothes (YAY!) in Austin. We all piled in Mom and Dad's Yukon, and headed out. We had a great day. Lunch at Abuelo's, shopping at Barton Creek Square, and we were having so much fun on the way home. Kyle was driving and I was sitting in the front seat with him. As we pulled into Bastrop, there were several fires going. We had planned to BBQ some chicken, and I heard Dad say to Mom, "Terri, we better not barbeque the chicken, we may catch the whole neighborhood on fire." The wind was blowing like we were in the panhandle, and it was hot. The conditions were favorable for fires. We could see smoke up ahead, and as we drove closer, we realized how serious it really was. There was a police car blocking HWY 71 towards the entrance of Tahitian Village (their neighborhood). Mom and Dad were both trying to tell Kyle how to get in a "secret" entrance. I could see Kyle's brain saying, "DEACON, DEACON, DEACON." We u-turned and got to where we could go in the secret way, Kyle was visibly shaken, as were Mom and Dad. I started to get scared, and Ella was singing something in the backseat. We were the only car trying to get in, there was already traffic piling up of cars trying to get out. People were waving us away, trying to get us turned around, flashing their lights at us. It was terrifying, but we made it to the house. The smoke was getting thicker and closer. We all hugged Deacon when we walked in the door, and we threw stuff in bags and loaded up the cars. Then we joined the line of cars evacuating Tahitian Village.
After 30 minutes of stop-and-go traffic, we made it to the Best Buy parking lot in Bastrop. We got out of our cars, and held each other. All I could think about was how sorry I felt for my parents. My parents, who I have watched work their asses off my whole life for Kyle and me, and for that house. My parents, who work harder than anyone else I have ever known, and who deserve their dream house on a golf course by a river...and it was all going to burn to the ground. We all cried there in that Best Buy parking lot. We re-grouped, went to a gas station and filled up all three cars, and went to the Hilton at the Austin-Bergstrom Airport. We slept, actually, we didn't sleep, there that night, knowing that many people, even friends, were losing everything. It was a very tough night, that is all I'll say about that.
The next morning, we got up and checked the news, and found out from a neighbor that the house had survived the first night of fires, but things didn't look good for the day. Ella and I went home, to San Antonio, with the fire in our rearview mirror. Kyle and Christi went home, to Houston with the fire in their rearview mirror. All I did for three days was read Facebook posts and my Twitter feed. I didn't even really teach my classes! I just gave them all busy work and book work--bad teacher!
After a week of conflicting reports, bad news, and false posts, we found out that the house is fine. So are the homes of many good friends.
Today, I took a carload of donations from my students and myself there. I dropped everything off at the Chili's in Bastrop. They were having a free pancake breakfast for the victims, and also a donation drive and giveaway. When we got everything out of my car, they told me, "Go in and get some breakfast and some coffee." I couldn't do it...that wasn't for me. I had two cups of coffee already this morning...WHILE LAYING IN MY BED!!! The people who were to eat that breakfast slept on cots in school gyms.
I met up with Mom and Dad, who are doing pretty well, despite the fact that they are not being let into their home yet. We went to Elgin (a short drive up Hwy 95) to attend the baby shower that was supposed to be at our place. We left early because we thought we were going to be let onto Riverside, so we could finally see the place, and clean out the fridge, which I'm sure is disgusting. But we were not let in, and they probably will not be let in until Monday, maybe even Tuesday. We drove down Hwy 71 to Smithville, past the Bastrop State Park, that stretch of highway was reopened this morning. Anyone who knows that area knows that it is called "Lost Pines" because of the amazing pine trees. They are all gone. All of them. That stretch of road now looks as if a bomb has gone off. Everything is destroyed, save some random lucky structures. We came back and had lunch at one of our favorite places...The Roadhouse. We all thought it was gone, and had actually heard that it had burned down that first night...but it was there. That burger was comfort.
Bastrop is a special community. Everywhere I looked today, there were tents set up for people to come get clothing and water...there were special tents set up for the firefighters with water, Gatorade and snacks. I have a feeling that Bastrop didn't "need" the fire to bring everyone together, because everyone was already together. Since four years ago, when Mom and Dad bought the house, I have felt that we, our family, was a part of a special community. Please, if you read this, and I know it is really long, pray for those who have lost everything, the two souls that have left the community, and everyone else who has had to deal with this terrible drought, fire season, and destruction in all of Texas. Our state is too beautiful for it all to go up in flames.
With all of this said, I feel so lucky to be drinking my wine out of my refrigerator, slipping into my own bed, and falling asleep with a roof over my head tonight. Count your blessings, everyone. They are plentiful.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Been awhile...I know
Okay, since the last update was right after Halloween, I need to post today. And actually, it is the first moment I have had any time to do so. Thank goodness for the impromptu attitude of the weather in South Texas! It was very nice to have a little break on Friday. Max was even asked not to go in to work that day, so we had so much fun hanging out as a family, with no place to go, and nothing to do. Unfortunately, Ella got a little sick that night, but felt much better on Saturday.
So here are the updates:
Thanksgiving was great. We spent it in Houston with Kyle and Christi, Christi's family, and Max's sister Chrissy. Chrissy accompanied us to the Museum of Natural Science for the Pirate exhibit, and to the Houston Children's Museum (which is AWESOME).
Christmas was spent here at our home with Joe and Adele. They flew in from Denver and were here almost a week. We have so much fun with them and miss them when they leave. Joe helped me get the Mac running quicker and updating it a little. Chichi and Grandpa Joe kept Ella while Max and I went to see "True Grit" for our 8th anniversary! It was a great time.
My 31st birthday was pretty great. We didn't really do anything special, but I did get out of the house to enjoy Girlie Night at the Alamo Drafthouse here in San Antonio. The movie was "Pretty in Pink!" It was so much fun.
That brings us to the snow day...I was not surprised when I got a call from the district early Friday morning. The lady on the other end had just finished making 3 dozen cupcakes for our scheduled potluck that day. She told me they were going to eat them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner all weekend! I had to laugh at that.
So, without further ado...here are the random pics from the last three months. Enjoy!
One of the better pictures from Christmas. Seriously, we didn't take many this year!
The Light Tree at Sights and Sounds of Christmas.
Me, on my Birthday. Photo by Ella Wimmer
Ella "trudging" through the snow.
Vintage Mom and Ella.
So here are the updates:
Thanksgiving was great. We spent it in Houston with Kyle and Christi, Christi's family, and Max's sister Chrissy. Chrissy accompanied us to the Museum of Natural Science for the Pirate exhibit, and to the Houston Children's Museum (which is AWESOME).
Christmas was spent here at our home with Joe and Adele. They flew in from Denver and were here almost a week. We have so much fun with them and miss them when they leave. Joe helped me get the Mac running quicker and updating it a little. Chichi and Grandpa Joe kept Ella while Max and I went to see "True Grit" for our 8th anniversary! It was a great time.
My 31st birthday was pretty great. We didn't really do anything special, but I did get out of the house to enjoy Girlie Night at the Alamo Drafthouse here in San Antonio. The movie was "Pretty in Pink!" It was so much fun.
That brings us to the snow day...I was not surprised when I got a call from the district early Friday morning. The lady on the other end had just finished making 3 dozen cupcakes for our scheduled potluck that day. She told me they were going to eat them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner all weekend! I had to laugh at that.
So, without further ado...here are the random pics from the last three months. Enjoy!
One of the better pictures from Christmas. Seriously, we didn't take many this year!
The Light Tree at Sights and Sounds of Christmas.
Me, on my Birthday. Photo by Ella Wimmer
Ella "trudging" through the snow.
Vintage Mom and Ella.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Halloween and Strep Throat
Halloween weekend was AWESOME! Saturday, Max and I participated in the Feast of the Heart 5K...my first ever! It was so great. Max ran the 5K in under thirty minutes and I walked it in about fifty-four minutes. When we done, we drove to Bastrop to have a Halloween Fun Fest with Mom and Dad and our friends Sarah and Darrell. Sarah is my best friend from college and their little boy, Reagan, is almost two years old. They came out to Mom and Dad's and stayed the night with us. The kids painted pumpkins, had a practice trick-or-treat, and ate hot dogs (Halloweenies!) We had a blast, but, Sunday afternoon while the boys were playing golf, we took the kids to the park. I noticed Ella looking a little tired and running a little slower. By the time we got back to the house, she was running fever. She and I stayed home together the next day because I started hacking up my lungs that day, and having some major problems with my asthma. Max took Ella to the doctor that afternoon, and she confirmed that Ella had strep throat...she stayed out of school until Thursday!! Anyway, we are all feeling better. In fact, we got out of the house this morning and did some fall/winter clothes shopping. All my winter clothes make me look like the StaPuft Marshmellow man from Ghostbusters! WAY TOO BIG! WOOHOO! Weight update: Down 40 pounds as of today! Enjoy this great fall everyone!
Here are some pics of Hahn Halloween Fun Fest and post Trick-or-Treating.
Here are some pics of Hahn Halloween Fun Fest and post Trick-or-Treating.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
It's Fall Y'all!
October has been an interesting month, to say the least. It has been an emotional roller coaster and I am kind of glad that it is almost over! I always get a little emotional in October. My Papa James passed away 17 years ago this month (October 22). Even though I was only 13, I was pretty close to him. I miss his laugh more than anything. Also, Max's sister, Chrissy, had her double mastectomy on Friday, October 15th. Max and I spent the next day with her and her husband Jay, and I have to say this, the cancer didn't get in the way of some good laughing. Despite the circumstances, we actually had an okay time. It wasn't all rainbows and unicorns, but it wasn't all gloom and doom either.
Ella on the other hand, had an amazing time. She got to stay with Uncle Kyle and Aunt Christy while we were with Chrissy and Jay (yeah, Ella gets a little confused some times having two aunts with VERY similar names). Kyle and Christi took Ella to the Houston Zoo and spent ALL DAY there! They saw an orangutan, elephants (including a baby named Tupelo), and all kinds of monkeys. Ella even got to pet and brush some goats that apparently stunk it up big time. This weekend has been great. Yesterday, we took Ella to a great pumpkin patch at Bracken Methodist Church. This is a great little historical church a little off the beaten path, and by that I mean IH-35. We bought 6 pumpkins, 3 of which Ella picked out all by herself. Then, as if that wasn't enough, last night the three of us participated in Light the Night. We joined my surgical group's team and had a great time.
Speaking of the surgery, I am almost 2 months out. Since I started the whole process (I am counting the 2 weeks that I had to pre-op diet) I am down 35 pounds. I am noticing (so are others) my pants fitting loose, I have dropped a whole bra size, and I can really see a difference in my face. More importantly, I have more energy, my joints are hurting less, and I haven't had to use my inhaler near as much, which is a HUGE thing since I am so allergic to ragweed and mold and they have both been no lower than in the moderate category for the past month. I am actually anxious to get to a doctor's office so that I can get an accurate reading on my blood pressure, which I am sure is down as well. WOOHOO! Aside from marrying Max, best decision ever. So, to celebrate, here are some photos from the pumpkin patch. Happy Halloween and Fall Y'all!
Mommy and Ella at the Bracken Methodist Church Pumpkin Patch
Daddy and Ella in the pumpkins
She is very in to the Halloween thing, and she loves the pumpkins most of all.
I can't believe how big she is compared to last year.
Hugging the pumpkin
"I'm gonna get one?"
I promise to post pictures of the finished products after we butcher them by making them into Jack O' Lanterns later!
Ella on the other hand, had an amazing time. She got to stay with Uncle Kyle and Aunt Christy while we were with Chrissy and Jay (yeah, Ella gets a little confused some times having two aunts with VERY similar names). Kyle and Christi took Ella to the Houston Zoo and spent ALL DAY there! They saw an orangutan, elephants (including a baby named Tupelo), and all kinds of monkeys. Ella even got to pet and brush some goats that apparently stunk it up big time. This weekend has been great. Yesterday, we took Ella to a great pumpkin patch at Bracken Methodist Church. This is a great little historical church a little off the beaten path, and by that I mean IH-35. We bought 6 pumpkins, 3 of which Ella picked out all by herself. Then, as if that wasn't enough, last night the three of us participated in Light the Night. We joined my surgical group's team and had a great time.
Speaking of the surgery, I am almost 2 months out. Since I started the whole process (I am counting the 2 weeks that I had to pre-op diet) I am down 35 pounds. I am noticing (so are others) my pants fitting loose, I have dropped a whole bra size, and I can really see a difference in my face. More importantly, I have more energy, my joints are hurting less, and I haven't had to use my inhaler near as much, which is a HUGE thing since I am so allergic to ragweed and mold and they have both been no lower than in the moderate category for the past month. I am actually anxious to get to a doctor's office so that I can get an accurate reading on my blood pressure, which I am sure is down as well. WOOHOO! Aside from marrying Max, best decision ever. So, to celebrate, here are some photos from the pumpkin patch. Happy Halloween and Fall Y'all!
Mommy and Ella at the Bracken Methodist Church Pumpkin Patch
Daddy and Ella in the pumpkins
She is very in to the Halloween thing, and she loves the pumpkins most of all.
I can't believe how big she is compared to last year.
Hugging the pumpkin
"I'm gonna get one?"
I promise to post pictures of the finished products after we butcher them by making them into Jack O' Lanterns later!
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Some stuff...
Well, I am two and a half weeks into my lap-band life, and I am feeling pretty great. I have lost 27 pounds, so about 10 pounds since my last post. I am eating normal food again (except for most carbs-those I can add back in on the 21st), tonight I actually had some good ol' Texas BBQ from Cooper's in New Braunfels. It was yummy. I am amazed at how little food I am actually getting full on. Five weeks ago, I would have had a whole plate of food, and then ate dessert 20 minutes later. Now I am eating no more than a cup at one sitting, no snacks, no desserts. Although, tonight I did have some sugar free Jell-O, but that doesn't count (seriously, my nutritionist said so).
In other news, we lost some shingles off the roof during Tropical Storm Hermine. We had an insurance adjuster come over on Thursday, and we will be getting some money, we just aren't sure how much yet. We are really ready to get our house fixed up so we can put it on the market. To move where? Anyway, we are trying not to get too excited, but we do need a new roof.
Also, I have a little prayer request...actually it is a big one. My best friend is going through some tough things right now. Her dad has been having "spells" (dizzy, light-headed, etc.) He has some health problems, so he figured it was just complications, but last week took a trip to the ER, was admitted, tests were ran, and a malignant brain tumor was found. My friend is one of the strongest people I know, and I can always count on her and her crazy sense of humor to help me pull through my tough times. All good vibes, thoughts, and prayers sent her way will be much appreciated.
With that said, I will leave on a light note and post some pics.
Ella getting ready to go to a party
SLIDING!!
Ella and Daddy on the train at Breckinridge Park
One night, Ella was eating a PB&J, and looked like The Joker. This is the result of her having crazy parents.
In other news, we lost some shingles off the roof during Tropical Storm Hermine. We had an insurance adjuster come over on Thursday, and we will be getting some money, we just aren't sure how much yet. We are really ready to get our house fixed up so we can put it on the market. To move where? Anyway, we are trying not to get too excited, but we do need a new roof.
Also, I have a little prayer request...actually it is a big one. My best friend is going through some tough things right now. Her dad has been having "spells" (dizzy, light-headed, etc.) He has some health problems, so he figured it was just complications, but last week took a trip to the ER, was admitted, tests were ran, and a malignant brain tumor was found. My friend is one of the strongest people I know, and I can always count on her and her crazy sense of humor to help me pull through my tough times. All good vibes, thoughts, and prayers sent her way will be much appreciated.
With that said, I will leave on a light note and post some pics.
Ella getting ready to go to a party
SLIDING!!
Ella and Daddy on the train at Breckinridge Park
One night, Ella was eating a PB&J, and looked like The Joker. This is the result of her having crazy parents.
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