Friday, August 31, 2007

We've Been Tagged

Thanks to Sarah Johnson I have to come up with 8 random facts/habits about myself. Random is my middle name so here are the rules and then here goes.

The Rules:

1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

8 Random Facts or Habits about me:

1. I graduated from high school a year early. I hate being bored and could not imagine my senior year taking blow off classes. Also, most of my friends were a year older than me so I went for it.

2. When I was 6 years old I was in the middle of the National Forest in New Mexico with my parents and my sister, who was 3 or 4 months old. The area that we were in is where my dad and grandpa would go bear hunting every year and so my dad took us to a pond to look for bear tracks in the mud. My mom stayed in the truck with my sister. While dad was looking for tracks I walked up to the dam of the pond to look down the valley. At the top of the dam I met a very large bear with an unusual blonde streak down its back. We met at the top and we were so close that I could feel and smell his breath on my face. I screamed and he screamed/growled and we both took off running in opposite directions. My mom saw the whole thing but was too far away to do anything. That next fall grandpa shot the bear with the blonde streak and he is now a bear rug!

3. I am a very active sleeper and Ross seems to get a lot of joy out of it. I often sleep walk or sleep talk. I see people, dogs, snakes, spiders, ants, etc. In college, I jumped on my roommates bed, while she was in it, to get away from the "bugs". She still has not let me live that down. The strange thing is 95% of the time I remember the whole thing the next morning. Ross threatens to turn the camcorder on at night.

4. This is very random and why this sticks out in my head is a mystery to me. This kind of stuff only happens in my strange family! I was somewhere around 14 when I was checking some of our cattle with my parents. We found a very sick heifer and my dad decided she needed some antibiotics, which dad always has on him. We didn't have a horse in this pasture, so like many times before dad decided he would rope her from the back of the truck, while mom drove and got him in position. This never goes smoothly, takes forever, and usually includes some choice words between driver and roper. This day was no exception and dad finally roped her far away from the truck. He was at the end of the rope and had to let loose. I saw what was going on from the back seat and I jumped out of the truck, chased down and grabbed the rope. She out weighed me by about 6:1 so even though I had planted my feet, she jerked me down and began to drag me on my back. By this point dad and mom were chasing after us, mom with a syringe in her hand and dad yelling not to let go. She was very sick so she began to slow down from having to drag me and by the time dad got to her she just layed down and gave up. She got her shot and lived. I got up and the back of my white t-shirt showed that I had been drug thru manure.

5. I've been on TV twice. The first time I was in the 5th grade and my music teacher had written a song for the troops in Iraq for the 5th grade to sing. We recorded the song and sent tapes to Iraq. The Houston news came out interviewed the music teacher, the principal, and myself. The principal and my interview made the cut and we were on the news that night. It must of been my lovely perm and the gap in my teeth as to why they chose me to interview!

The second time was my freshmen year of college. My mom, dad and myself were given free tickets to the cotton bowl. We went and had tickets on the 40 yard line, 3rd row. ABC focused in on my dad and myself for 5 or 6 seconds. We thought surely nobody saw us. We were wrong. My grandparents, I think my sister, and some other people had seen us.

6. I am always doing math problems in my head. It is really strange and I can't really explain it but I am always calculating something in my quiet time. Sometimes I will wake up in the middle of the night and just start calculating something and I won't be able to go back to sleep.

7. From age 3 to 7 I took ballet, tap, and jazz. I have the tutu pictures to prove it!

8. My grandmother has told me that at age four I taught her two very important lessons. I guess this is when I hit my wisdom peak and it has been all down hill from there. The stories and lessons go something like this.

First, one day while the whole extended family was at her house I went missing. She found me on the back porch crying my eyes out. She asked me what was wrong and I said that someone (who will remain nameless) had said something to me that upset me. She asked me why I was crying because she, herself would tell me the same thing (she can't remember what it was). I told her but grandma you smile when you say it. Lesson she learned is that sometimes it is the way you approach people with what you say (say it with a smile).

Second, my grandparents, my parents and I were in New Mexico at our cabin. My dad and grandpa were working on the fence of the property and they told us to stay at the cabin because it was super wet and we would get stuck if we went anywhere. The road to and from the cabin was just dirt. My mom and grandma decide that they are going to make some tea and take it to my dad and grandpa. Yes, we get my mother's brand new bronco stuck and stuck really bad. My mom and grandma tried forever to get it out because they knew they were going to get a big "I told you so". Finally, I walked over to my grandmother who was, I think, putting rocks and such under one of the tires that we should just forget about this and go drink some beer. Remember this me at age four. Lesson she learned is that you just can't stress yourself out and sometimes you just might need something a little extra. If I really would have known what I was talking about at 4 I would have said margaritas!

Everyone that I know has been tagged? I am going to have to think about this and get creative with who I tag.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

I'm Ready and My Bag is Packed

Well my due date is not until September 8th but I am ready! I went to the Dr. today and I am 1 cm. dilated and 70% effaced. Which means she is probably not coming early. Rats! I did have an ultrasound today to see how big she is getting. She is measuring 8 lbs. 1 oz. This is accurate +/- 3/4 of a pound. So she is somewhere between 7 1/4 and 8 3/4 at the moment. Let's just say she is not going to be small. Surprise, surprise!!!! She was asleep during the ultrasound and it was quite interesting in what position. She had her left foot in her left hand and her right had was in a fist under her chin. Ross often sleeps with his fist under his chin and he is claiming this as proof that she is already a daddy's girl.

I Think She is Already Spoiled...

This is baby storage, formerly known as the dining room.
This is what happens when Grandmas go wild. This is only a small portion of her wardrobe. Lets just say I'm jealous!

I Wonder how many diapers will be changed here???

This is where Shelby will be introduced to her daddy's snoring.

Here is a picture of Shelby's crib.

And another.

And the Blog Begins....

So we finally have gotten around to creating a blog to keep the family and friends across the country and world (Keith) updated about what is going on with us and most of all Shelby. Ross and I have enjoyed looking at everybody elses blogs and getting to see new pictures of our nephews grow, Kelsey's and Charlie's experiences with the military, Keith's terrible life cruising the world on a yacht, etc. Hopefully, soon we will be posting pictures and stories about Shelby.