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My First Bff

Laurel — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 17:23:37 +0000

Meet Leslie, my very first best friend forever, and to be 100% truthful, the only friend I’ve truly had in my life forever. It all began over 27 years ago when Leslie’s family and my parents met at the same small-town Southern Baptist church in Willcox. Leslie was born just 11 months before I was, and to this day, she won’t let me live that little fact down. Even as little girls we were fast friends. We played together, went to each other’s birthday parties, and were in the same Sunday School class year after year. I truly hope I can say we’re still as close twenty years from now as we are today.

BBFL = Best Brother For Life

Laurel — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 06:15:45 +0000

Zac sent me this gem today, and if I could find it, I’d buy it and wear it (but only when I’m alone and at home.) ~

I Just Might Be Spoiled

Laurel — Sun, 29 Mar 2009 07:14:41 +0000

Last week when my family was up visiting, my mom and I were fabric shopping when I came across a fabric I couldn’t help but fall in love with. White with black flowers and swirls highlighted by hot pink… what couldn’t be more me? However, despite the perfection of the fabric, Mom and I couldn’t come up with a single use of it in my new bedroom. Guess that’s how you know a room is just right when you can’t find a way to use a gorgeous fabric. So with a tish of sadness we walked away from the fabric and decided if we came up with a use we could always go back. Less than an hour before my family had to leave, Mom and I had the epiphany that my bed would look better if there were 7 pillows on it and not just 5. So we raced back to the fabric store to but the beloved fabric to make pillowcases for pillows I already owned and kept in the closet until company showed up. Well, it’s been about a week since they left and already Mom has made gorgeous pillowcases from the fabric below and mailed them too me. Yeah, I’m spoiled

Pillowcase fabric

Completed bed with new pillowcases

Should Have Been A Kindergarten Teacher

Laurel — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 18:15:02 +0000

Because receiving gifts like these from my student workers totally makes my millennium.

You Are Being Loved

Laurel — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 06:12:37 +0000

I really can’t think of a better way to end a long and emotionally taxing week than to pull up to your house and see a bright green and purple box on your front steps that you know is full of flowers. Without even pulling the door shut behind me, I rushed into the house and ripped the box open to find two dozen blood red, pink, and cream roses and the most amazing card from Zac. Lucky me, I have the world’s best friend/brother who cares enough to do the things in life that remind me how blessed I really am. Every day I think these roses have finally reached their peak of beauty, but today I’m sure they just can’t possible be any more wonderful… kinda like Zac.

MmmMmm Good

Laurel — Sun, 11 Jan 2009 19:39:45 +0000

Spring semester at the university begins tomorrow which means my co-workers, student staff and I are at work on this fine Sunday. Because we ask our student staff to be back early before classes begin and most of the dining options aren’t available, I try to feed all thirty of them during the move-in weekend. This time around I made a huge 24 lb. roaster oven full of chili for them with Mexican cornbread and a coconut cream and chocolate-peppermint bundt cakes. What I didn’t account for was the fact that these are starving college kids who had polished up two cakes and all of the chili in one day. So with help from Cory we threw together another oven full of chili this morning and are keeping our fingers crossed that it lasts til the end of the day. If not, I may have to pick up a second job so that I can afford to feed them.

Snow Hijinx

Laurel — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 23:11:53 +0000

These pictures have a hilarious story that goes along with them. One that I don’t quite have time to tell you today, but trust me you’ll crack up at it when I finally get to it. We’ve been buried for a few days, and Zac arrived on my doorstep to drive his crippled sister home for a week. I’m hoping to have the internet at my parent’s house to blog from. If not, I’ll catch you up when I get home. From the bottom of my heart, I hope each and everyone of you have an amazing Christmas.

Winter Has Arrived

Laurel — Tue, 16 Dec 2008 20:41:17 +0000

I love when the University closes due to winter weather, and I still am expected to report to work.

Because I Know You Care

Laurel — Wed, 10 Dec 2008 16:54:19 +0000

So it’s been roughly 72 hours since the awesomeness of my swan dive to the pavement, and my ankle is finally a lil less swollen. Of course with a decrease in swelling comes an increase in bruising, but at least I’m lucky and loe pink and purple! (Ignore the lighting. It’s a camera phone!)

I’m Just Waiting ‘Til The Shine Wears Off

Laurel — Tue, 09 Dec 2008 23:32:43 +0000

So about halfway through the day yesterday, I remembered that I had promised the munchkins’ parents I would once again hang out at their house when the dad left for work and before the mom got home from her basketball game. Needless to say, I wasn’t thrilled at my commitment, but it was a commitment I needed to fulfill busted ankle or not. After bundling up for the artic weather and packing my purse full of drugs, an iPod and headphones, and a book to keep me occupied, I headed across town with the selfish hope that all of the kiddos would be fast asleep. It’s not that I don’t adore them. It’s just I was exhausted, and my ankle was aching. Of course, I wasn’t that lucky. The middle munchkin was still awake and ready to play when I got there. After saying goodbye to her dad and promising she’d go to bed soon (not that she has any concept of soon), she turned to me in expectation of etertainment. First, she wanted my phone to text her boyfriend. When I denied her that, she then proceded to remind me I was single and, therefore, did not need a cell phone. This kid is good! Then she went and chose three books for me to read her in the dark and didn’t let me in on the fact she had them memorized and would point out every mistake I made. Finally, I gave up and grabbed my iPod and put the earbuds in her ears. It’s amazing after a lil Beyonce and Jesse McCartney she was ready for bed. Thank goodness!!