Hello World

Hello again, blogland.

I feel like a hibernating bear that's decided to leave my cave from my winter siesta and re-join the world with the hiatus I just took from blogging..

I'm sure some of you understand though--1 day missed becomes 3 days missed, becomes a week, becomes 3 weeks, and then you just aren't sure how to break back into the groove again, so (if you're like me) you put it off searching for the perfect "thing" to jump start and motivate your blogging activity again.

Unfortunately, I never found that "thing".  Friends, my life is clearly just too dull.

Apparently my life is so dull, I couldn't even keep up with a 30 day blogging challenge that GAVE me a topic to write about each day.  Personally, I like to think my life is too busy to stay on top of my writing on a regular basis, but saying that is really just making excuses for myself and being too lazy to stay on top of my writing.  I'm just being honest people.

So maybe hopefully over the course of this year I'll get those 30 questions about myself answered so you can fully understand me, I'm just going to have to re-name the 30 days of blogging into something more appropriate, like 30 questions you probably never wanted to know about Rachel but will get to learn in hopefully 12 months, but likely 24 months.  I'll phrase it better than that though; something a little more concise will be the best option (or the word cloud to your right will be too full).  This blog--much like me--is a work in progress.

To update on a few things--

1) DT is going through her last round of chemo, and will follow up with her doctors in the early summer to see if any additional treatment will be required.  While she tells us on a very regular basis that she is completely exhausted, she is still working every day so that she can stay active, and looks fabulous for someone who is undergoing rigorous cancer treatment. 

2) The cat (Whiskers aka Whisker-kitty aka Whiskerina) still despises the dog.  She also has a trampy boyfriend who's come back around the farm to visit her on a regular basis (mainly from 2-5am).  When she is not allowed to go outside and visit said boyfriend, she will do some combination of sleeping on your face, knocking items off of bedroom furniture, and peeing on dirty clothes loudly until you give in and let her go outside.  Also, she only does these torturous activities to me, so I am suffering from a severe lack of sleep most days, while my husband wakes up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed most mornings.

3) Bulleit (aka Bubby) the dog is yet to be house broken at 8 months of age.  Unless he's removed from open indoor spaces every 30-45 minutes (he can stay in his crate for 8 hours--someone explain this to me??), he will find a spot out of sight and "do his business" on rugs, carpets, and recently refinished hardwood floors.  Professional dog trainers have told us they don't know how to solve this problem.  Lovely.

4) I have accomplished only 1 project on this house in 2 months, and it really wasn't even my project, it was Whitney's.  In the near future (so, maybe 6 months from now?) I'll share some pictures of the awesome bookshelf he built for our living room, inspired by Pottery Barn of course.  Everything else around our house still looks half-done, because we keep finding new things to start, and can't manage to completely finish the existing projects we have.  Someone has already told me that's just part of having a house though.

5) Finally, the biggest news...drumroll...(no, I am definitely NOT preggo) Whitney found out a few weeks ago that he will be deployed the end of July.  He's going to have a 400 day deployment to Kuwait (I've been told it's like the Las Vegas of the Middle East--that's not totally reassuring) with an Army Reserve unit that is based out of Seattle, Washington.  This week he'll leave until the end of May for part of his training, then come back home for about 2 months.  At the end of July he'll go to Ft. Bliss, Texas for a few additional months of training, and then on to Kuwait.  While I am certainly not excited about this endeavor, I knew it was coming at some point, and I'll honestly be glad to get it behind us.  I couldn't have prayed for a safer place for him to be deployed right now, or a safer mission for him to be working on over there, and know that with him being stationed on a base I'll get the opportunity to talk to him more than most wives of deployed soldiers get to do.  We both know this will certainly not be easy, but I suppose because I've always known it was a possibility, it simply became a fact of life I knew I'd have to accept being married to Whitney.

He has already promised to send "party in the USA" dancing pictures in the desert.  I'm excited.

SO that's a little catch-up on things lately...promise this bear is out of hibernation and back on the blog-wagon!

Day 7-Your Favorite Movies

Well I appologize for my 30 day of blogging hiatus.  I guess I'm trying to turn this into 60 days of blogging, at the rate I'm going.  I have a valid explanation however, last week was absolutely insane at our house, I had evening meetings or an appointment every day last week, and was wiped out by the time I even set foot in the house.  On top of that, we headed to good old T-town this weekend for my niece Addison's first birthday.  Now, I'm home along with Whit suffering from some mysterious throat ailment that makes it feel like we've swallowed razor blades.  Fun times in Sylvania.

So, I'm going to try and stay on top of my 30 day commitment.  Onto my favorite movies.

I have several movies that I could watch over and over and over, and never get tired of:  

Yes, this is The Little Mermaid.  But it was one of my favorite movies growing up, and still remains one of my favorites to this day.  Whitney watched it with me once and swore he'd never do it again since I quoted the entire movie, and he doesn't quite see the point of watching it if you can quote it.

Alfie is another one of my favorites, even if it's less known.  The storyline is very different, but I never tire of watching it and learning something new from the characters in it, and their development throughout the movie.  It helps that it also stars Jude Law.

I also adore Love Actually, even if it's classified as a Christmas movie, I find it a perfect anytime movie.  Whitney, not so much, but it's one that I make him "endure" on a regular basis.

Finally, what list is complete without Gone With the Wind?  While the movie doesn't hold a candle to the book, and it's a true rainy day commitment, I still love watching the story of the fall and rise of the South during and after the Civil War.  Fortunately, Whitney will watch this one with me (but only because it covers the Civil War of course).

I have many, many more movies that I love to watch, but this is just covering my favorites.  I'll try my best to get another post in later to try and catch up to where I should be.

Day 6 - A Picture of Something That Makes You Happy

I love this picture.  LOVE it.  You can't tell from the picture, but off to the left there's a massive thunderstorm brewing here.  I managed to snap this one afternoon last summer when we were watching the storm roll in from our backyard (because that's the kind of thing we like to do).

There's so much in this picture that makes me happy though.  I love the guy in the picture, I love the setting, and I love knowing that the guy in the picture loves those things just as much as I do.  I love that he is just as content as I am to stand there in perfect silence and watch a summer thunderstorm roll across the landscape.  I'm able to see all those things in this one picture, and that is enough to make me really, really happy.

Day 4 & 5-Your Parents and Siblings

Well I got slack busy yesterday and missed day 4, so we'll combine days 4 and 5 together.  Luckily they go together pretty well.

So first things first...Pat and Denise--where oh where do I begin?

My parents met when my mom was 16 and my dad was 22 and they were going with a group of friends to a bar.  You had to be 18 to get in, and my mom looked not a day over 14 at the time so she couldn't get in, so my dad sat outside with her all night while their friends clearly kept having a good time.  Because of the scandalous age difference my parents didn't start dating until my mom was 18 and my dad was (according to my grandparents) still 22.  After they dated about 6 months, my dad broke up with my mom because he still liked an ex-girlfriend.  After a year, my dad apparently came back wanting to date my mom at the homecoming dance and she gave him another chance.  They got married when she was 21 and they had admitted that he was actually 27.   This April, my parents will celebrate their 29th wedding anniversary.

My parents went on to have 2 daughters and 200 cows.  I say that half jokingly, but my parents are such a great example of teamwork and while they certainly wouldn't have me or my sister without each other, they definitely wouldn't have the cows without each other either.  Yes, they have their ups and downs, but neither would be where they are without the other one.  My mother worked at a very stressful job that she loved the first 12 years they were married in order for my father to get his farm up and financially stable.  Now, my mom stays at home helping my dad with the office operations of the farm, and allowing my dad to live his dream to his fullest, even if that means he works 16 hours a day.  If nothing else, they have both taught me how important it is both for yourself and when you commit to a marriage, for your spouse, to follow your dreams and desires to their fullest potential.  They are both full of flaws, but they are the perfect balance of each other and prove that opposites attract.
 

This picture was taken my last year of college over 3 years ago, and it's one of my favorites of us.

Now, onto my sister.

This is obviously not her now, but it's how I remember her growing up.  This is her now:

She's a pretty cool person, if I do say so myself.  When my mom was pregnant with her, and she didn't know if she was going to have a boy or girl, I remember praying that I would end up with a baby sister, because I needed someone to play with!  We have so many wonderful memories together, mainly of creating our own fun with made-up games.  We would (and still do) fight like cats and dogs, but we are also over a fight faster than you can blink.  Most people say we look very much alike, but we both think we look completely different.  I have my dad's personality, she has my mom's.  The best part is, the older we get, the closer we get, and the more and more she becomes my best friend by choice, not just by blood.

Day 3-First Love

Not to sound like a broken record of other 30-day bloggers, but I think at 17 it can be difficult to define love, especially in the sense that I know and understand it now.  Was I in love when I was 17?  Probably.  Did I fully understand the concept of love at that point in my life though?  Definitely not.  I do believe people come into your life for a reason, and I'm so grateful to have dated such a wonderful person for my "first love".  He really was everything that a 17-20 year old boyfriend should be, and what every parent should hope that their daughter is one day able to date.  I have many happy, wonderful memories from the years we dated each other.

But our lives changed, and one day I suddenly realized we were going down different paths and wanting different things from our lives.  Like what happens in so many relationships from high school, I had gone away to college and he had stayed at home.  After a year of dating through college, I realized that I wanted a completely different college experience than he did.  I also knew that if that was how we felt about college, our lives would only continue to get more difficult if we tried staying together.  So I broke up with him, and literally we did not talk to each other anymore.  For awhile I missed that chunk of my life that had been there for so long, and I certainly wish we could have remained friends, but I don't know that it would have worked.  Our break-up honestly taught me more than our relationship ever did--I learned to be independent and that my self-worth didn't depend on my relationship status. 

While my husband doesn't remember this, I actually met him the summer I broke up with my first love.  I think that's much more than a coincidence.  And while he was not my first love and I was not his, our story is enough for another entirely different post...

Day 2-Blog Meaning

If you go way back about a year ago, there was a method behind the madness of this blog:

"I approach it all like this--a home, like your life, is only as strong as the foundation, and since those two seem so co-mingled in my life right now as my husband and I start many new ventures, I find it only fitting for the blog to reflect this...we'll see where the construction takes us." 

 

I wrote that on my very first blog post.  I wanted this to be a reflection of being newlyweds who were half-crazy for moving, renovating a house and starting new jobs all within the first month or so of marriage.  But we've survived all this stress so far, and our marriage is all the stronger now because of it.  

I also have to admit that I thought about an old hymn when I came up with the name for this:

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said,
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?

In every condition, in sickness, in health;
In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth;
At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,
As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.

Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen and help thee, and cause thee to stand
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.

When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

I'm sure there's a more up-to-date version of this hymn, but I cannot find this online currently.  But even in this version, there was so much of this hymn that was so applicable to my life a year ago, and so much that still applies today.  The message from this has helped me so much when I think for how I really need to deal with the stress in my life, and there really is only one way to do that effectively--to lean on God through prayer and the study of the Bible.  I'm getting there...

30 Day Blog Challenge-Day 1

My friend Abby over at Throw Some Seeds of Your Own is doing a 30 day blog challenge, and encouraged her followers to do the same.  In an effort to meet Resolution #11, I thought this was the perfect way to help me reach at least one of my self-imposed goals for the year, and maybe stay on top this blog a little better than the past.  So here's the format:

Day 1-Introduce, recent picture, 15 interesting facts

Day 2-Meaning behind your blog name

Day 3-Your first love

Day 4-Your parents

Day 5-Your siblings

Day 6-A picture of something that makes you happy

Day 7-Favorite movies

Day 8-A place you've traveled to

Day 9-A picture of your friends

Day 10-Something you're afraid of

Day 11-Favorite tv shows

Day 12-What you believe

Day 13-Goals

Day 14-A picture you love

Day 15-Bible verse

Day 16-Dream house

Day 17-Something you're looking forward to

Day 18-Something you regret

Day 19-Something you miss

Day 20-Nicknames

Day 21-Picture of yourself

Day 22-Favorite city

Day 23-Favorite vacation

Day 24-Something you've learned

Day 25-Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs

Day 26-Picture of your family

Day 27-Pets

Day 28-Something that stresses you out

Day 29-3 Wishes

Day 30-a picture

 So let's begin.  Here's my recent picture, it was taken on New Years Eve:

Even though it may not look like it, I promise that we love each other.

Moving on, 15 Interesting Facts about yours truly:

(1)  My husband is the best second chance I've ever given someone.  I firmly believe that everyone deserves a second chance because of him.

(2) I grew up on a farm.  Cows, cotton, tractors, the whole nine yards.  I love that my husband is enjoying learning about farming while he works with my dad and that it makes him happier than any job he's ever had.

(3)  I took piano lessons for 7 years growing up and thoroughly enjoyed it.  I'm still trying to find a place in the house where a piano could fit so I can start playing again.

(4)  I knocked out my front tooth at Disney World when I was 5.  As in, I fell out of a chair at the Contemporary Resort, hit a railing, and had to be taken to an Orlando, FL emergency room.  My family received crazy perks from Disney the rest of the trip.

(5)  I love renovating our house.  Yes, it has been a crazy time, but it's definitely been worth it to see the fruits of our own labor, even if it meant living in just two room the first four months we were married.

(6)  My mother was a twin.  Therefore, my husband thinks this means we will have a set of twins for children one day.

(7)  I love sewing but want to be a better sewer.  I would love to be able to do more than just pillows and curtains.  But boy can I re-upholster!

(8)  In 2004 I worked for one of the most contested races for Congress at the time, and got to meet then Vice President Dick Cheney at a fundraiser.  It was incredible.

(9)  I love to cook.  One day I hope to cook as well as my mother because she's an awesome, doesn't-have-to-follow-a-recipe style cook.

(10)  I've traveled to two different continents, and hope to visit every populated continent one day.

(11)  I have a black thumb.  This is most disturbing considering that my father farms and my mother is an incredible gardener.  Instead of inheriting their skills, I've accomplished the rare feat of killing a cactus.

(12)  Our house could best be described as a zoo currently, and my husband often calls himself the zookeeper, given our current pet situation.  I will elaborate about this on pet day.

(13)  If possible, I could live off of coffee, water, wine, bread, and cheese.  Obviously I do not.

(14)  My job is very stressful, but very rewarding.  While I have days that I'm ready to pull out my hair in frustration, I have customers whose thanks for what I'm able to do for them reminds me that everything is not all bad in banking.

(15)  Our current house does not have a dishwasher, so we have to hand wash EVERYTHING.  It's getting old.



So there's a little about me.  I think this is off to a great start!