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Legacy of Love

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Back in the 90's Vince Gill had a song called "Look at Us." My Papaw used to always say that it must've been written for him and my Mamaw. I am sad that we can't look at them physically anymore as an example of love, but we still look TO them for that example.
Ever year on their anniversary, he would give her a card and instead of saying how many years they'd been married, he would count the days. When he died, they had been married 22, 717 days. After 630 days of separation, they are reunited again, never to part.
Mamaw and Papaw, we all miss you very much, and selfishly want you here, but we know that you are both where you have always wanted to be... Continue to watch over us and we will see you again someday.
Vince Gill "Look At Us"Look at us
After all these years together
Look at us
After all that we've been through
Look at us
Still leaning on each other
If you want to see
How true love should be
then just look at us
Look at you
Still pretty as a pic…

How Colorful is Your Life?

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I may have a touch of ADD (or perhaps just a touch of hypochondria) but this morning I was going through my Daily Reading List (which BTW, consists of 17 Tech blogs, Target's Deal of the Day, The 1000 Awesome Things Blog, and KentuckySportsRadio.com) and I came across (yet another) blog post about how people are using Power Point wrong. (Let me sum them all up for you, in case you care: STOP PUTTING SO MUCH TEXT ON THE SLIDES!!!) Anywho... In the middle of the blog was this picture:They were talking about colors, or drawing out a rough draft of your presentation by hand or something... Honestly, I am not sure. Because I was just completely fascinated by this picture of crayons. Crayons. And I am 31. What got me wasn't that they are Crayola (which they are--as a former teacher, I can spot an impostor from a mile away), or that they aren't in their normal color family organization. What got me was that some of them have obviously been colored with a handful of times, …

And right on cue...Sick!

You know, there are several things that I could say I hate about my body, but here is one thing I love about it: It knows better than to get really sick when I have something to do. Seriously. My first year of teaching, I felt icky from early on. But I had school M-F, football on Saturday, and church then lesson planning on Sunday. Who has time to be sick?!? But I remember the first Saturday that wasn't a home game that season, I woke up and thought I had been hit by a train. I laid in bed all day, but my Sunday afternoon I was good to go. Last Thursday, I started feeling like a cold was coming on. But I had work to do, bunko to plan, and two cavities to get filled (I kept having a fear of sneezing when everyone's hands were in my mouth). Again, no time to be sick. Yesterday, two cavities, no sneezing. Last night maybe my best Bunko ever. Today I woke up at 730 with horrible dry mouth (because I'd been sleeping with my mouth open so I could breathe), sore throat, coughing…

F! ;)

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In honor of Super Bowl weekend, I'm bringing you the latest edition of The ABC's of Happiness...
FOOTBALL-Now come on y'all, don't act suprised...
FAMILY-I have a great one. The best parents ever (see D, stay tuned for the M entry...), two beautiful grandmothers, four siblings who I've been through lots of ups and downs with, 10 wonderful neices & nephews (aged 14 months to 19 years!), add some really great aunts, uncles, and cousins, and you've got one lucky girl!
FRIENDS-Seriously don't know where I'd be without them. They are my family too.
FOOD-See any other entry and you'll see what I mean. (And in case you were wondering, French fries, Fruit, and Fazoli's Breadsticks would have to be my F foods!)
FIREMEN-LOL! What can I say? I love a man in uniform...
FACEBOOK-It's okay. I admit I'm addicted.


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Happy Anniversary?

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It's hard for me to believe that one year ago today, I fell and shattered my wrist in what my friend Camron refers to as "White Death 09." It seems like a million years ago.
See in the one on the left (normal wrist picture I found through Google Images) the bone goes straight down, and on the one on the right (my actual X-ray), not so much? That's why when the Orthopedic Specialist saw it, she had an audible reaction. =) A surgery, one plate, seven screws, and countless physical therapy appointments later, I can't remember when I didn't have this huge scar on my arm, or what it feels like to be able to balance something on my right hand (but since I am not a waitress, this isn't really a big deal). And for those of you who haven't seen it, this is what I saw when they took the cast off a couple of weeks after the surgery... (click here to see the picture, it's pretty gross, so I didn't want to subject those of you to it that didn't want t…