Snow, weddings, football and weird dreams.

Yesterday, on our way home from Chris' parents' house (which is in the North Georgia mountains) we got SNOWED ON. It was so pretty. And COLD! It didn't stick to anything, but it was snowing just the same. I wish I'd thought to snap a picture.

Also, I thought I'd share that my Sister-in-law Emily (but I like to just call her my Sister) got engaged on Thanksgiving to a great guy named Tyler. Here's a picture I'm stealing from facebook:

That's the actual proposal! Aren't they precious? I love them. AND I'm going to be a bridesmaid! And Chris is going to be a groomsman! I couldn't be more excited about this wedding! Emily was there every single step of the way for our wedding. I mean, I wouldn't have found a dress without her! So we're really looking forward to returning the favor.

In other really exciting news, Georgia Southern won yet another playoff game on Saturday (my Birthday). We beat Wofford 23-20! This means the team will go to Delaware next Saturday and if we win there, it's off to the National Championship for us! It's very exciting. We take our football very seriously here in Statesboro.

And now I thought I'd share my really weird dream from last night. Let's start with some background info:
1. On the Georgia Southern campus, there is a central grassy area called "Sweetheart Circle."
2. When I lived in a house on Marvin Ave., the five of us girls used to pack up some food and blankets and have picnics out in the grass. We called them "Sweetheart Circle Picnics."
3. Emily made a Red Velvet Cake for this weekend, from my Grandmother's recipe. It was delicious.
4. I've been re-listening to my Coconut Records albums alot lately, wishing for a new one soon.
5. I watch Doctor Who. And I'm kind of obsessed with it. I just re-watched series 1 & 2, and I'm halfway through 3.
6. There is a new UK version of Law & Order that comes on BBC America... starring Freema Agyeman, who played Martha Jones in series 3 of Doctor Who.

So, last night I dreamed that I was having a Sweetheart Circle Picnic with Jason Schwartzman. There was a basket and quilt and everything. We were eating the Red Velvet cake Emily made for Christmas. And he was performing the new (non-existent) Coconut Records album for me while I ate. And then I heard the TARDIS noise and after it had appeared, out popped the 11th Doctor (Matt Smith's version), who asked me if I'd seen Martha Jones. I told him, "She's not Martha now. She's on Law & Order." Jason Schwartzman says, "That's a pretty good show." Then I woke up. Talk about a surreal dream. I think it was the cough medicine I took just before I went to bed.

What's the weirdest dream you've ever had?

xoxo

I Love My Dad.

This is why having your parents as friends on Facebook can be rewarding:


This made me laugh so hard. I'm not sure exactly why. It just did. And since I know he's reading this, I love you Daddy!
xoxo

Camp Meeting

This year was my first year going to Camp Meeting with Chris' family. It's a Hucks tradition passed down through Chris' Mom's family. I'll admit I was very nervous before we got there, because I didn't really understand what exactly it was. I'll try to describe it for you.....

It's really quite difficult to tell somebody else what exactly Camp Meeting is. We talked all weekend about how to describe it to other people. This particular Camp Meeting is in Denver, North Carolina at Rock Springs Campgrounds. There are 3 rings of tents all around the central arbor and the 'thing to do' is to walk around the circle holding hands with your sweetheart. There are worship services held several times a day at the arbor and people are free to come and go as they please. The tents are not movable canvas type things, but permanent structures made of wood. You share walls with the tent next door, like rows of townhouses. Most tents have been owned by families for a long time. The Hucks' tent (Chris' mother's family) has been in the family for 50 years. They're two stories, like townhouse-type shacks. There is power and water, but of course no air conditioning or hot water. Ours has a teeny-tiny bathroom under the stairs. It's really a sink and toilet under the stairs separated from the downstairs bedroom by a sheet. All the rooms are separated by sheets. Upstairs is one large bedroom area with a little shower room that was added a few years ago. It has a tin roof that makes it difficult to sleep when it's raining really hard like it did on Saturday night. Camp Meeting lasts for 3 weeks and some people leave their houses and move into their tents for that time. Some live locally and don't sleep there are all, they just come for the festivities at night. I'm not sure Camp Meeting is something that can really be described without seeing it for yourself. Here are some pictures:

Tent 135. It's been in the Hucks family for 50 years. I felt incredibly lucky to be a part of such a long and strong tradition. I had a blast and can't wait to do it again next year!Our tent. No air conditioning, but we have a toilet and a shower. And an awesome swing built by Chris' uncle Jimmy.

This is the kitchen..... ham biscuits are apparently a Camp Meeting tradition. Emily approves!

Chris' mom is the undisputed Queen of paddleball in the Hucks/Wilson family.

The entire family. We were only missing cousin Jenny, who was out of town for work.

We made chocolate ice cream.

This is Heck (yes, Heck.) and Mary. They were friends of Chris' grandparents and still have the tent across from the Hucks. They're like part of the family, too.

Having a little fun down by the arbor.

Emily and I had a little impromptu photo shoot. It's so much fun having a sister!

This is the silliness I married into. I'm a lucky girl.

Aren't Chris' parents the cutest ever?!

Total Christmas card material. Amazing.

So that's Camp Meeting. If you ever get an opportunity to go to one, wherever it may be, you should go. It's like summer camp for whole families. And it's so so so much fun!
xoxo

A Day Late

Why am I always a day late with things like this? Oh well, better late than never.

Happy Father's Day!


Don't worry, I did actually tell my Dad yesterday... I'm not that behind.

April Fools

This morning, I woke up and there was a blue polka-dot Velociraptor in my shower and a flamingo making pancakes in the kitchen.

And today's my Dad's birthday... Happy Birthday Daddy!

Can you tell which one was not true?

The Longest Weekend

My weekend started on Thursday night, which would usually be a good thing. This time, however it just made the whole ordeal longer. I'll explain.

Thursday night Chris and I drove down to Brunswick to stay the night so that we could get up Friday morning in order to meet with our bakery and florist for the wedding. At around 4:30 Friday morning, I woke up to a beeping cell phone and a text message from my Dad saying that my grandma (Mamaw) fell Thursday night and broke her left hip. Of course, there was absolutely nothing we could do from Brunswick, but it didn't stop me from worrying anyway. I think I take after Mamaw in that way.

So, at around 7, we ate breakfast and got ready to head to the bakery. After sitting and talking (and tasting some wonderful cupcakes) we are very happy and excited to be using Nautica Joe's Cafe for our bakery. Next, we went to the florist and talked through what we want and what to expect. Again, we are very happy with the florist we have chosen. (Their website is HERE, but doesn't really do them justice.)

After the florist, we headed off the island and made our way to Tignall. My best friend Abbie got married this weekend and the plan had been for Chris and I to stay with Mamaw for the weekend, but of course plans changed. Friday night we went to the rehearsal dinner and after a long day and long evening, we finally got to bed around 2am. Saturday was even longer since I had to have my hair done at 8am and then had wedding stuff all day long. Mamaw had surgery around 1:00 and they replaced the ball in her left hip. After we got Abbie down the isle, and stayed for a few minutes of the reception, Chris and I decided to call it a night. We went back to Mamaw's and I pretty much crashed. I definitely went to bed around 8:15.

Sunday, we got up and headed to Athens to visit Mamaw in the hospital. She's doing quite well, all things considered. She was still Mamaw, worried about everybody but herself, making sure none of us were hungry or anything. If you know Mamaw, this is quite typical. I believe they are going to try to move her to Washington sometime this week, so she can be closer to home, then she will be there for 2-4 weeks of rehab and recovery.

We finally got back to Statesboro last night around 11 and I'm not sure I've ever had such a long weekend.

This week, we're trying to get even more wedding stuff done. The list seems never ending. Plus, the ladies of Tignall Baptist Church are throwing me a shower next weekend, so I'll spend another weekend on the road.

Today, however, I'm planning on doing lots of little wedding things like emailing the florist, working on favors and corsages, and making lists for our wedding director. I also have a dinner date with Jessica tonight which should prove to be good fun.

I hope to post some fun things soon to lighten the mood a little. Please bear (bare?) with me.

A litte late...

But Happy Father's Day anyway!

Quilttt!

Very quickly, here's the quilt. I spent three days with my Mamaw working on this. We got the top completely pieced together and we found the most gorgeous fabric to back it with. I've done a very tiny amount of quilting so far, but I brought it back to Statesboro with me so I can work on hand quilting it here. Hopefully I'll have a fully completed quilt in a few weeks. Yay!

Now for the pictures:
My favorite lady in the world, working her magic.



Aaaaand, a not-very-attractive picture of me quilting. I look very serious about what I'm doing. I'll try to get some more detailed shots of the quilt and the backing and everything this week. Several of the squares of embroidery were never posted here, so they're sort of like a surprise.

And now, I have to go finish packing for a quick trip to Jasper. Happy weekend, everybody!

Bad Blogger!

I've neglected my blog for nearly two weeks. It's not that I've been too busy, and it's not that I don't have things to blog about. I guess I just haven't been in the blogging mood. I think it's time that I updated. Here's the rundown:

1. I went to Chris' family reunion on St. Simons two weeks ago. I was kinda nervous, but it all worked out fine. His family is incredibly warm and sweet and normal.... not that I was expecting anything less. The weekend also included a delicious dinner at (the best seafood place ever- get the crabcakes!) Barbara Jean's, a peek at the space shuttle launching, which you can see from the beach if you look really carefully, and the beginnings of wedding planning (See #2).

2. Sunday morning, Chris' baby cousin was to be baptized. I (unfortunately) had a migraine and was unable to go. After I was feeling better and we had attended a family barbecue, Chris took me by the church where the baptism was held. Talk about gorgeous! The second we walked in, I had this crazy flash of me in a big poofy white dress and I could hear “Here comes the Bride” in my head. I won’t go into too much detail but I’ll just say that there were hardwood floors, exposed beam cathedral ceilings and big, floor-to-ceiling windows. Seriously, seriously beautiful. Unfortunately, it’s also seriously, seriously expensive. Ah well, such is life.

3. The thought of said gorgeous church spawned several hours online researching other places to tie the knot. And several hours of looking for places to get married spawned several hours of panic attacks (I’m exaggerating… sort of). We’re looking to do this thing about 15-16 months from now. We planned on having at least 3-4 months of blissful engagement before the tsunami of planning started. I guess that’s the thing about plans- you can make ‘em, but in the end they really don’t matter. We’ve only just begun and I can already completely understand why people elope. Now that I think about it, I’ve never been to Vegas…..

4. Lydia came this weekend to hang out. How fun! I really can’t express how much I have missed her since classes ended. We went from spending at least an afternoon or two a week together to not seeing each other at all. Apparently I’m not a cold-turkey kind of girl. We ate some good food (El Som!), watched a good movie (Atonement, which I'm also reading at the moment), and I taught her how to embroider (she made a strawberry). Fun and giggling fits were had.

5. Kristen has been in and out this week since she's spending the week on campus for Georgia Girl's State. While I'm not entirely sure what Girls' State is, I am entirely sure that I have missed Kristen quite a bit. She snuck away Monday and we got in two whole episodes of The L Word before she had to be back. It was blissful.

6. I just finished watching seasons 1-3 of Weeds. It's a new favorite. That show is a ridiculous amount of funny. I live vicariously through TV. What can I say?

7. I finally signed all the necessary paperwork (the lease) to move into my new apartment. My official move date is June 30. That gives me exactly 18 days to go through and pack everything I own. I hate moving. I especially hate moving out of the beloved Marvin House. I especially hate moving out of the Marvin House when I'm moving into a tiny one bedroom with a cave for a kitchen. BUT, I am excited because my apartment is RIGHT NEXT DOOR to Lydia's. Seriously- we share a wall. We've already decided that there will be a secret knock and possibly paper-cup-and-string communication devices of some sort.

There, all caught up. I feel accomplished.