Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Bad days end when you come home...

I swear I will get better at updating this thing! I am a true procrastinator, but I will try to break that habit and get going on this puppy!

The last event I blogged about was Jake and Allie's wedding... seriously, I could write a whole new post on that event! It was such a wonderful weekend. But I'll spare you and perhaps leave you with a peek at their professional wedding photos... absolutely STUNNING! Click HERE to see them!

The day after the wedding was Gay's (Andrew's mom) 50th birthday. With all of the festivities going on, we didn't get to see her. So Valentine's weekend, she and Dennis (Andrew's dad) drove down to our house and his sisters (Mara and Anna) drove up from GSU in Statesboro. We had a fun weekend relaxing and hanging out with them, but the real surprise came on Sunday. Gay thought that her family getting together at our house was her birthday present, but what she didn't know was that on Sunday, her parents (Grannie and PawPaw), her sister and her husband (Denise and Jerry), and her niece and nephew (Holly and Jason) were taking a drive down to our house to surprise her! We all woke up a little early knowing they were heading down, and Gay got busy making pancakes in the kitchen. At about 10am, in walks her extended family and let me tell you... the look on her face was PRICELESS! She was so excited and surprised, and the first words that came out of her mouth were, "Is this a dream?!" Absolutely precious moment! We spent the day hanging out and cooking a MONSTROUS meal, complete with a cookie cake for the birthday girl. It was so much fun showing everyone our house and hosting a big family get-together! I think the highlight of the day for me (aside from Gay's reaction to her surprise!) was watching Holly's ultrasound DVD... I can't wait for little Hadley to get here! I wish we had pictures to share... but the weekend flew by too fast!

Last weekend was FINALLY time for our trip to Blue Ridge, a wonderful wedding gift from our good friends, Little and Larry. (Yes, she has a real name... Morgan. But to me, she is Little!) But I am going to save that fun for it's own post, complete with pictures!

Now on to the title of this post... yesterday was just one of those days, you know what I mean? The ones where you wake up late and start your morning off in a rush, feel like your day might turn out okay once you pour a cup of your favorite morning beverage (mine's sprite with a straw), and then realize you left that cup of savior on the counter when you're already 10 miles down the road and 5 minutes late for work? Yeah, one of THOSE days. Anyway, it got progressively worse as the day went on, and by the time I was on my way home (30 minutes late and fuming about the guy who cut me off at a stop sign! Be still, birdie finger...), I just wanted to crawl into bed with a cup of tea and a good book (or maybe some good ol' celebrity gossip on E!). When I pulled into the garage, Andrew was standing at the kitchen door smiling at me. My first thought, "What did the kitty do?!" He came out the door, took my hand, and we walked to the mailbox to look at our first blooming daffodil. That's right, I, the professional plant killer that I am, planted bulbs in the fall that are actually BLOOMING right now! I know, right?! So that put a big goofy smile on my face as I walked into the house, and then I saw what Andrew had been smiling about when I pulled up. The best sight to see after one of those days. He had picked up dinner from Fish n' Pig, our favorite restaurant on the lake and only a mile from our house, and then he set them up on our twin tray tables in front of the TV, with the show we missed the night before on DVR! In the background, I could hear the rumbling of the washing machine. And, as if that wasn't enough, there... right there on my tray table, was an ice cold sprite with a straw! I'm not going to lie... I squealed. He is the absolute best husband in the world!

He never reads this thing, but on the offchance that he sneaks a peek... Andrew, you are the very best, most thoughtful husband in the world! Back off, ladies! ;)

I'll be back with more on the Blue Ridge weekend, and maybe with some crafty fun I am hoping have this weekend. Is it Friday yet?! :)


  1. That's a winner of a story if you ask me. Way to go Andrew! I'm sorry, but I just can't imagine him doing this... I mean, I can, because you described it so well, but I just... can't! Andrew's the kinda guy who throws his buddy in the trunk of his car and drives as recklessly as possible to the local Mexican restaurant for lunch!

    But really. Sweet, sweet husband you've got there, Chels. Yeah, the whole dinner set-up with the straw in the Sprite was nice and all, but the rumbling-tumbling of the laundry in the background is what gets me!

  2. Hahaha... so true! I'm telling you, once he lived on his own in college, he learned some serious skills. I mean, really. *HE* is the clean one now! *HE* is the one nagging me to clean my cup collection off of the nightstand. And... I'm dead serious... *HE* does the dishes MORE than me! He keeps the laundry under control (the folding however... not so much). Come visit and you can see it first hand! ;)