Update

Short update on life.

We bought a new car. A mazda3 to be more specific. I feel very grown up now that I have been through the process of buying a new car.

My job is taking over my life. Which is a good thing, I like being successful, but don't like feeling like I've been run through the ringer at the end of every day.

Chris Richardson is one heck of a husband. The past two weeks, he's been washing and drying dishes, clothes and cars. He's also been making lots of delicious food!

I am learning to play the guitar. While my fingers are tender and sore, I love learning something new. I just hope that I will be decent by the time our Youth Service rolls around.

I might be losing my mind. I lost my cell phone in the bathroom at the Chick-Fil-A in the Waco mall and I can't seem to remember anything. I think I just have too much on my mind. That ever happen to you?

Case of the Blahs...

Well I ended up getting new shoes for my prize. The ones in that very picture. Except in black. I ordered them on Saturday and hopefully sometime this week they will be here waiting for me. I'm totally in love with them. In the mean time if someone could help me find a pair of white dress pants that don't cost a fortune that would be great. Because, Waco is in short supply. Although, I haven't looked at "The Shops" downtown yet.

In other news, I have NOTHING to post about. I am so blah these days. I need a vacation I think. Maybe that would liven me up. The job is good, but it's a lot of work and not always a lot of result. I visit 50 different facilities, clinics,and physicians a week and I am lucky to get one referral out of it. And that's lucky. So, I'm feeling a little discouraged with that. My family is crazy right now. Which always has me worrying or feeling like I should be helping in some way. But I've just got to let that be. It seems like everyone is having or just had a baby recently. I want to have a baby too, but it's just so not the time to be procreating right now. I've also been sick, so that may have something to do with my "blue" mood. And I guess that about wraps it up.

Give the girl a prize!

I am beginning my fourth week of working out four days a week. Pretty much a record for me! I haven't been a consistent "worker-outer" since I was in high school on the dance team. And that was only because I HAD to if I wanted to dance at football games or in competition. So, anyway my adorable and very sweet husband said that I should get a prize. How great is that? I loose some flab and get a prize. My question to you is what should it be?

Should it be...
A. A rockin pair of new heels
B. New workout gear
C. Jewelry
D. Something for my house

A Perfect Saturday

Yesterday, was THE most perfect Saturday that I've had in a very long time. I don't know about you, but February has just been super busy and oh so tiresome. My plan at the beginning of the week was to go to San Antonio this weekend and see my mom. After considering my husband's advice I decided to postpone my trip to next week-end so that I could rest and relax.

This is how my day went yesterday.
Got up at 10 o'clock. Made coffee and made eggs over easy with some toast.
11:45 went to the salon to get my hair highlighted and washed. Love it!
Got home when hubby suggested we go to Baskin Robbins for some ice-cream. Brilliant!
Enjoyed some ice cream and did some light housework.
Headed to the mall to exchange 2 polos for Chris and bought BCBG shirt for 50 percent off for myself!
Later, baked homemade banana bread from scratch, as well as apple crumb pie and green bean bundles for church's love feast. All three were delicious and very much a success.
After dinner, Desiree and Grant came over for some good friend time.

See what I mean. It was a perfect Saturday. Relaxing, somewhat productive and not to mention a beautiful day.

Pregnancy Woes

Yes you read the title correctly and no I am not pregnant. But, I did get asked yesterday when my due date was. Yes, you also read that correctly. I was standing at the Lancome counter yesterday afternoon, looking to spend a little of my fun money. I mean, there I was looking at lip gloss,when the make-up girl turns to me and asks "When are you due?". Well, my face got very hot and I told her that I wasn't with child, just (apparently) a little chunky. Then she starts to apologize profusely which leaves me in the awkward position of havening to reassure her that "it's fine", "it could happen to anyone" " it's no big deal". But what I'm really thinking is, I will NEVER wear this shirt again and I need to hit the gym a lot harder tomorrow. So, I just paid for my make-up and tried not to jab whatever makeup brush was closest to me, in my heart. I'm being dramatic, but unless this has never happened to you then you won't really understand the pain. I do, however, hope one of two things though. That, one, this never happens to you, and two, you never ask a woman who is not pregnant if she is.

I talked to my very angry and hurt older sister yesterday evening. I knew that she and my mom hadn't spoken in about a month now, and I hadn't talked to her in probably longer than a month. So I was a bit shocked to see her calling, to say the least. I debated whether I should answer the phone, not wanting to be disloyal to my mom, but I went ahead and took the call. I was really not prepared for what she told me. This whole time, I thought my sister, Holly, was the one at fault with the way things were going with the two of them. But it turns out, my mom is not so innocent herself. According to my sister, she has been pretty unloving towards her. Now, I'm not about to sit here and pretend my mom is a perfect mother. She was pretty terrible to me after I got engaged and not much better on my wedding day, but that's all water under the bridge now. I guess I'm still a little shocked that she has been behaving this way towards my sister. And all this time, I have been siding with her! The thing about is, I'm not sure who to believe. They are both exaggerators to the extreme and very, very emotional and sensitive. But I am just hating this. I hate when there is any kind of fighting going on. I hate it. And I don't know what to do. I guess the obvious answer is nothing, but I'm just not that kind of girl. I want to fix things and counsel people and make things better. I just don't think I am going to be able to any of those things this time. All I can do is pray. Pray that they would both come to their senses and both realize how much they stand to loose by behaving this way. But for now, I feel pretty awful about it. And there is no way around that.

Two Big Ones

Today, two years ago I married my true love. It really feels like yesterday that the big day was approaching and I was about to become Mrs. Chris Richardson. It was a crazy day to say the least. My family was a mess and I was really just wanting the whole day to hurry and start so it could all be over. Now all of that seems so trivial, because I know understand how little a wedding actually has to do with a marriage. Sure it's great and all, but it's not everything. Just a jumping off point really. I am surprised how much my love for Chris grows with every passing day. I couldn't be happier with where we are in life and can't wait for what's ahead. I love you Chris Gene Richardson. You are my best friend and my favorite person in the world. Happy Anniversary!