More Weekend Adventures: Red vs. Blue

For any of you Chattanoogans, you automatically know what this means: Baylor vs. McCallie. They've played each other in football 47 times since 1908, building an intense rivalry as each year goes by. Friday was their 47th time to challenge each other, and so we went to the game - not necessarily to watch the match-up, but to watch #6 for Baylor play. Who is that, you may ask? My baby brother, Brandon!

Ok, so I use the term "baby" loosely since Brandon is 16 and is at least a foot taller than me. But he'll always be "my precious." :)
"Go, Uncle Brandon!"
"Baylor's #1!"
So...Baylor started getting beat...badly...getting beat like they stole something, actually...so Dawson became our entertainment!
McCallie won - AGAIN - for the 11th year in a row...but #6 for Baylor played a great game!!


We love you, Uncle Brandon!

Girlz Trip 2008!

Meagan, Megan and I have promised to always take a girl's trip every year...to get away, relax and just spend time together. This year, we went to the Lakeview at Fontana Spa in Bryson City, North Carolina. It's a rustic/chic spa resort tucked away in the Nantahala Forest, just about an hour from Asheville. We had an AMAZING time...getting massages, facials, playing board games, talking, cooking, laughing, sharing recipes...and best of all - sleeping in!! Here are some snapshots from this past weekend...

The Galz and I embark upon our trip...we have the best time, no matter where we go!
Meag recently got a professional Nikon camera, and so we stopped along the Ocoee to snap some shots. The day was beautiful! She is a great photographer.
This is the gift that awaited each of us in our rooms...a "welcome" box featuring fuzzy slippers, a relaxation book and candle. Such a sweet, personal touch!
My room...the linens were AMAZING!
This is the view from our veranda! We could see mountains for miles and the Nantahala River.
All three of us think so much alike...we each brought gifts for everyone! Moo gave us personalized pink slippers, Meag gave us a vacation journal and I gave us personalized pens that said "Galz Trip 2008!" I MIGHT have been excited about my prezis.
This? Is the twee, fake bird that was perched upon our kitchen counter. We named him Leroy. Little Leroy decided he had experienced enough of the rustic spa and SOMEHOW made it back to Murfreesboro with us! HOW did this HAPPEN??? Ahem. I have NO IDEA. Little Leroy will be our Galz Trip mascot until we're 73.
We hated to leave...our spa treatments were wonderful, as was the food and the staff. Cabin 7 will never be the same!
I'd like to say a special "thank you" to my sweet parents, a.k.a Papa and Gran, for keeping Dawson at their house while we were gone. David was also out of town on business, so Little Man got to go to "Gran and Papa Camp." I know he had a wonderful time. His mommy missed him, though!

And a special thank you to Meagan and Megan for being the best friends a girl could ever have. I love and adore you both and can't wait for Tybee Island, 2009!

Yes, I Am Alive!

Do you ever feel like your hours are minutes and your minutes are seconds?? It's been more than a week since I've posted anything and I haven't even noticed!

I got a couple of e-mails from my fellow bloggies saying, "Are you ALIVE??" Yes, I am and thanks for checking on me!

Here's what's been keeping me busy:

"Are you kidding? I JUST woke up. Get the camera out of my face."
"This toy is so cool. Is Zoey still down there?"
"I expect my milk to be perfectly heated when you show me to my dressing room."
"Thank you for paying attention. I will reward you with a smile."
"I said, when is dinner going to be ready??"

Moms of multiples: I salute you.
Moms of children who are extremely close in age: I salute you.

But, do not get me wrong - I love having Zoey stay with us. I hope that she and Dawson will be very close as they grow up!

Hangin' With the Hortons

Following the walk on Saturday, Leigh Ann, Derek, Moo, Web,and Meagan came over to our house for a little pizza and quality time. We had so much fun just talking and eating and seeing how bad the ladies could whip the men at Catch Phrase.

This? Is beauty on a couch.
Dawson LOVES Leigh Ann...
...and Leigh Ann's hair.
Our sweet and handsome husbands!


We all met up Sunday morning at Mimi's to have brunch and say good-bye to the Hortons as they left to go back to Arkansas. Sadness. We are planning a trip to Arkansas to see them very soon!

Also? There's an empty lot next to my house that is just SCREAMING "Build a house on me" And, Moo and Web are building their new dreamhome on a plot the size of Montana. It could soooo fit another house. Just sayin.' No pressure at ALL, though.

A Walk on the Wild Side

Ok, so maybe "wild" is a bit of an exaggeration, but Saturday's Walk Now for Autism at the Nashville Superspeedway was busy, crowded and FUN!

Our team, "For the Love of Evan" more than $1,000...exceeding our goal and making all of us oh-so-happy! Thank you to everyone that donated. You played a big part in making the walk such a success. We are very thankful and so are Evan's parents, Leigh Ann and Derek.

Megan, Meagan and I worked the registration tables prior to the walk actually beginning as we anxiously and excitedly awaited Leigh Ann and Derek's arrival. You would not believe the people that came just to support friends or family...one guy just happened to be working maintenance at the track on Saturday and just wanted to donate money - forget walking. He wrote a $200 check. What a big heart!
This was registration at the beginning...closer to walk time, it looked like Disney World.
I think we scared the snot out of about 50 people standing at the registration tables when Leigh Ann and Derek sneaked up on us. We SCREAMED with joy and basically tackled them.
We raised $160,000 for autism research. Yay, us!! And this is just the first year!
Me and my slightly delapidated "For the Love of Evan!" sign. It was a tiny bit hot. And windy. But so much fun and definitely one of the best fundraisers I have ever been to.

We can't wait for next year!!

Dawson is Eight Months Old!

It is hard to believe that he has been here for EIGHT WHOLE MONTHS! It seems like yesterday that I was hauling myself and his newborn clothes into the nursery, putting things away and praying that he would hurry up and be born already.

Now? He is a ham. He loves his juice, his jumpy seat and his Gran. He can say "mama" and "dada" and "baba", and loves to play peek-a-boo.

Give him his bottle and he's good. Just like a man.
Who says white men can't jump?
His favorite toy: Your hair.
Speaking of hair...does anyone else see this??? That his hair is RED????

We love you, Dawson!!

Technical Difficulties

(Huge sigh.) Y'all? My camera is messing up. It's not loading pictures and says "file not found" every time I try to do it.

So, I'm going to go to try and fix it.

In the meantime, here's what every Vol fan looked like last night after overtime was over (and I mean OVER):