Thursday, July 30, 2015

A little too much information...

I love cell phones, especially with current technologies. I went from being able to call and play snake to calling and texting with bowling and ended up here with Internet access, face timing, calling, texting, candy crush, and clash of clans. In fact, I'm writing this on my phone RIGHT now as my sister speeds down the highway. 

I don't like cell phones because they've allowed us to become these rude people absorbed in our own little universe, not caring about the people around us. Michael and I try to limit phone time when  we are explicitly spending time together. I also really try to have my phone up during meals. My dad hates them out when we are visiting--he wants to spend time with us... Not the top of our heads. 

That being said, as rude people in our own universe, we need to think about what we say on our phones and were we are. Example--I left the doctors office yesterday and had two phones ringing (mine and my dad's) as I waited for the elevator. I answered one and gave my sister the other because I'm good but I'm not that good. But what I didn't do was get on the elevator and carry on these conversations in there. Because rude. I also waited to deliver any information about the phone calls I had received or anything about my doctors appointment until I reached the car. That way I wasn't sharing information with the world. I was sharing it with the people who needed to know. 

Late yesterday afternoon I went and had some blood drawn for my doctor. As my sister and I were roaming around looking for the office, we were greeted by a very pregnant, loud woman on her cell phone. She made an incredibly cute pregnant woman. But I cringed when she was over sharing about how dilated she was and that her cervix was this amount thinned out. NO THANK YOU! 

Shouldn't that have been a conversation for her car? I didn't need to know any of that. But I am sure she didn't even think twice before she hopped on her cell phone to overshare these details with us. 

Do you over share in public? 

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Celebration of Life

I met up with some girls that I have known practically forever. I hadn't seen them since our high school graduation, but it was great to get together to plan our 10 year reunion. One of the girls commented to me--she wondered where the time had gone. Time flies.

Friday, July 24, 2015


Have you ever seen the movie called The Blindside? It features Sandra Bullock and Tim McGraw as a couple who adopts a young man who turns out to be a great football player named Michael Oher. Oher, an immensely talented offensive lineman, played guard and left tackle for Ole Miss. I saw Oher playing with Ole Miss in the 2009 Cotton Bowl against Texas Tech. Ole Miss won but that is neither here nor there. 

As left tackle, Oher's job was to protect the quarterback's blindside. The blindside is the side of the offensive like that the quarterback is facing away from when he's in the pocket. The left tackle (if you have a right handed quarterback)  keeps the quarterback safe because he can't see the impact coming.
I feel like a quarterback whose left tackle failed, who was sacked in the pocket. In other words, I was blindsided.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

4 years

Today marks 4 years since the day I married this guy:

That's him. The White Ranger who needs new glasses.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015


If you've read anything I've ever posted on this blog or have met me in person, you likely know that I have fertility problems. I've had 4 laparoscopic procedures, adhesions, endometriosis, and countless cysts. After a while this begins to cause problems with your fertility.