Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Love's all that Matters

I absolutely love the new Carrie underwood Song "So Small".
Here's the chorus:

Cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbingIs just a grain of sandAnd what you've been out there searching for foreverIs in your handsAnd when you figure out love is all that matters after allIt sure makes everything else seem So small

Click on the link to see the music video--it's really good!


Monday, September 24, 2007

Turning 40 Can be Harsh!

Okay, so I went to a friend's birthday party over the weekend--and all I can say is--wow! Steve turned 40--and so we had some fun with that. The sign as you walked in the room said "happy retirement--that word was crossed out and said oops--birthday.
All of his gifts were gag gifts--for example, I got him a walking cane. He also got Rogaine, Just for men hair color, and those were just the nice gifts. He also got serenity pads, and preparation H--among other things! The good news is about 65 people showed up at the party--it was held at Olive Garden, so needless to say it was a bit hectic--but I think it turned out well.
Steve told me the next morning that he was so happy to see all his friends gathered. He said usually you find out how many friends you have at your funeral--but he got find out at his birthday. He was very happy.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Mustang Sally

So, I just have the overwhelming desire to just get in my new car and head to the country so I can drive! I absolutely love my car--I still can't believe I own a Mustang! One of the guys at work walked in yesterday. I was at work a bit later than usualy, which is why, until now, he hadn't seen the new ride. He said who's Mustang is that out there? And everyone said "nicole's"--and I just smiled--he said some things about it being a really nice car, then sat down to start his job. It still made me feel so great! I love that I have a car that everyone loves! Maybe I'll go for a ride later today--after my nap.

I think I've about gotten rid of the fleas. Casey and I aren't itching as much as we have been--and I haven't noticed any new bites on me in a couple of days. So, I'm pretty happy about that!

So, it's beginning to look like November is going to be a pretty busy month for me--but I am so excited about it. My mom, step-dad, and grandmother may come for a visit before thanksgiving...then after thanksgiving, my sister and brother-in-law may come. I am so happy. I miss all of them so much. That's the only drawback about living in South Carolina. I hardly ever get to see my family.

On my sister, Lisa's blog, she wrote about a song--and it made me think about being back home. I do miss the quiet surroundings of a small town. Gordo's not much, but it was my home for my school years. I don't think of it as home anymore, but I do enjoy a good visit from time to time. Looking forward to the holidays when I am hoping to be able to go home and spend a few days in the "boondocks." that's another song I just love.

Well, gotta go start my weekend--Have a good one!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Excuse me, I've got an Itch!

Okay, so I love my dad, but I am not happy with what I brought home from his house. He lives out in the country and everything has been so dry that they have a flea problem. Well, guess what! I now have a flea problem! I am trying to get rid of them, I really am. But myself, and my poor dog, Casey, both have bites all over. I have bought carpet powder, stuff to spray on the furniture, and even stuff to bathe him in, but we are both still getting bit! And I've washed everything--all the towels, sheets, and clothes in my house. I feel like I have coodies or something. Anyway, if I can't get rid of them--I guess I'm going to have to get a flea bomb and bomb the apartment.

This weekend I am going to be quite busy. I have two birthday parties to go to. One is for my friend's little boy--who is turning 4. the other is for a friend of mine. I'll have post pics of that one. it's going to be great!

Well, got to head out. It's time to go to Flea War!

Monday, September 10, 2007

Sweet Home Alabama

I spent the weekend in Alabama at my dad's. He lives in a town called Cedar Bluff, which is near Gadsden. I got there on Friday, and just kind of hung out. I was sad to learn that my dad had closed his restaurant. They just weren't getting the business they needed to stay open, since there are no vacationers in town this year. The lake is about dried up because of the drought, so boats can't even get into the water on Weiss Lake. It's really sad!

My sister, Lisa, and her husband came up for a visit while I was there. We spent the day in the pool, which was nice and relaxing, and daddy grilled out for lunch. It was just a really relaxing weekend. Daddy doesn't really care for my new car. Of course, he's a Chevy man, and can't understand why anyone would by a Ford.

I won't be back in bama again until the holidays--but I am really looking forward to it. And my mom and step-dad may come up for a visit in November--really looking forward to that.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

An Opera Great Dies

"I think a life in music is a life beautifully spent, and this is what i have devoted my life to." -Luciano Pavarotti (1935-2007)

Early this morning, world-reknowned tenor Luciano Pavarotti died from a battle with Pancreatic cancer. He was 71. He was known for hitting notes that many only think about hitting. If you watched the 2006 Torino Olympics, you saw Pavarotti sing. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaufjDVYivc

He was amazing, and his voice will be missed.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Buttprints in the Sand

One night I had a wondrous dream,One set of footprints there was seen,The footprints of my precious Lord,But mine were not along the shore.

But then some stranger prints appeared,And I asked the Lord," What have we here?"Those prints are large and round and neat."But Lord, they are too big for feet.""My child," He said in somber tones,"For miles I carried you alone.I challenged you to walk in faith,But you refused and made me wait."

"You disobeyed, you would not grow,The walk of faith, you would not know,So I got tired, I got fed up.And there I dropped you on your butt."

"Because in life, there comes a time,When one must fight, and one must climb,When one must rise and take a stand,Or leave their butt prints in the sand." -author unknown

Tuesday, September 04, 2007


Well, my vacation is over and now I am back at work. But it was such a good vacation--so relaxing! So much so that I hated coming back to work. But I do feel much better since I'm back. I don't feel all burnt out anymore and I am able to do my job with some ease. I even got a compliment from one of my anchors--he told me I was missed.
Savannah and Tybee Island were awesome. We had so much fun! We spent the first night on Tybee.

It was a small, very quiet beach, which made it very relaxing. We were beach bumbs Wednesday and Thursday. We also visited the Tybee lighthouse--and climbed all 178 stairs!
Man, that was tiring! And my calves hurt for the rest of the week! But what a view from the top! You can't get this view from the ground!

After the lighthouse and the beach, Jill and I got all dressed up and went to dinner at a restaurant just across the street from our hotel. It was all you can eat seafood--and it was really tasty!

We headed to Savannah on Thursday, where we visited the River Walk,
went on a Ghost tour, and just leisurely walked around town.

We also ate at several tasty restaurants, including Lady and Sons --that's Paula Dean's restaurant. And you won't believe it! We got there at 11am and walked right in--no wait!

We went on a riverboat cruise, which was really relaxing.
We had planned to spend most of Saturday in Savannah before
coming home, but we ended up coming home early since
it was pouring rain. I'm glad we did. I found out later it flooded in parts of Savannah.
So, it was a great trip. I didn't realize how much I missed Jill. Now, after spending a week with her, I hate to let her leave. We roomed together for a year and a half.
I just wish we could convince her to move here! But I am sure it won't be another eight years before I see her again. I want to go see her in D.C.