The Highlight Reel

Posted by Emily , Thursday, September 29, 2011 6:25 PM

Some of my favorite moments from our wedding:

















 Our wedding day was a day full of faith, family, hope and love.  I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Memories

Posted by Emily , Saturday, September 24, 2011 5:05 PM

The past month or so has been difficult for us.  We've suffered a loss which we will never recover from.  On August 22, Matt's father died unexpectedly, and our world changed forever.  We miss Steve every day, but we remember all the wonderful times we all had together.
My husband would not be the amazing person he is if it weren't for Steve Miller. I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to know him.

Christmas in July

Posted by Emily , Thursday, July 28, 2011 8:40 PM

Hi everyone!  Remember when I said I was going to blog a lot more? Yeah, I lied.  I lost the CD's with all the pictures.  And then I got a new job, got married, went on a honeymoon, rearranged my apartment...and finally remembered I had a blog and found the CD's.  So here we are. 

In light of the fact that it was 100 degrees here today, and I don't know where else to start, I thought I'd remind you of what we were dealing with 6 months ago:



I do not miss this one little bit. 


WHOOPS how did this get in here?? Hehe.

I do miss this a little bit...
I hope this makes you appreciate the heat a little bit...or gives you something to look forward to!

The Fear

Posted by Emily , Wednesday, May 11, 2011 6:46 PM

Does anyone remember that Friends episode where Joey tells Rachel she needs to get "the fear?"  Let me refresh your memory:
 
RACHEL: I'm training to be better at a job that I hate, my life officially sucks.
JOEY: Look Rach, wasn't this supposed to a temporary thing? I thought you wanted to do fashion stuff?
RACHEL: Well, yeah! I'm still pursuing that.
CHANDLER: How... exactly are you pursuing that? Y'know other than sending out resumes like what, two years ago?
RACHEL: Well, I'm also sending out.... good thoughts.
JOEY: If you ask me, as long as you got this job, you've got nothing pushing you to get another one. You need the fear.
RACHEL: The fear?
CHANDLER: He's right, if you quit this job, you then have motivation to go after a job you really want.
RACHEL: Well then how come you're still at a job that you hate, I mean why don't you quit and get 'the fear'?
CHANDLER: Because, I'm too afraid.

I didn't want that to be me.  Yes, I take life advice from TV shows.  Specifically, Friends.  More specifically, this guy:



How you doin'?
 I quit my job today. Tell me I did the right thing.  I'm drowning "the fear" in wine.   Let me know if you hear of any job opportunities.

Pink Slip

Posted by Emily , Wednesday, March 30, 2011 7:44 PM

I had to fire the florist yesterday...I didn't want to do it. Except I really really did.

I don't know how other people are about this, but I am not good with confrontation.  I pretend to be a tough cookie, but when I get mad, I immediately start crying.  I get flustered and immediately think I was wrong and forget my argument.  Afterwards, I feel guilty for days.

Anyway, the florist started off okay.  She had a small shop in Columbia and her quote was reasonable.  It took her a month to get me the quote, however.  Should have been my first clue.  I dropped off one of my mason jars at her shop so that she could make me an example, and that was the last I heard from her until February.  I had emailed her about two weeks prior, and she emailed me to let me know she was closing her shop.

Ok.  Crap. 

She said she'd still do my wedding from her home.  Ok, but what if I don't want you to anymore?  I emailed back asking for clarification to make some changes in the arrangements.  I didn't hear from her for two weeks.  I emailed again saying I needed her to be more responsive.  I told her I knew that this was a tough time for her and if she wasn't up to doing the flowers, I would accept a refund of my deposit and go on my merry way.  No response. For over a month.

I didn't have a phone number for her, so my mom called the shop her daughter runs in Boonville.  She said that she wasn't speaking to her mother currently, but would be happy to take over and do the flowers.

I found a number in my phone that I thought was hers and called it.  She acted like we had just spoken yesterday.  She said she had sent me an email.  No.  I gave her my email again in a voicemail.  She responded by calling an leaving a voicemail that said, simply, "Thanks."  No word again for another week.  Finally my mom called her yesterday and told her I didn't want to work with her anymore.  She explained why and the woman acted like she had been in constant contact with me.  Then, she called me and asked if I wanted to change something about my bouquet.

Awkward.  No, thank you, in fact.  I don't want to work with you anymore.  I don't trust you.  I asked you to be more responsive, and you still don't return my phone calls or emails.  (You lie to me.  You pretend like I'm the crazy one! ) I didn't say that part but I was thinking it.

When I got off the phone with her I felt really bad.  It was obvious that she was unstable and alone.  But the fact was that she was screwing me over.  I was proud of myself for staying calm but being assertive.

That's my drama llama story, and my warning: GET REFERENCES.

Quote of the Day

Posted by Emily 7:10 PM

"Are we taking a bathroom break Ms. Wilson?"

"Yes."

"Good, 'cause I been holding this stuff up in ma booty for over an hour!"

Brace yourselves...

Posted by Emily , Sunday, March 20, 2011 9:42 AM

To the three people who read my blog - get ready! We went to Wally World yesterday and I made two picture CDs with about 300 pictures on them, so I'll be blogging like crazy! Plus, parent-teacher conferences are over and I'll have a lot more free time.

I have tried a memory-card USB reader thanks to Erin, which was a great idea but for some reason didn't work, and I've ordered what I thought was the correct replacement USB cord for my camera and turned out to not even be CLOSE to the right one.  I give up.

My poor little Sony Cybershot is riddled with chips and dents and I think there's gum stuck to it.  College was hard on her.

Now that I'm a grown-up and I take care of things a little better, I think my next big purchase will be a new, badass, beautiful camera.  Maybe like one of those crazy ones with the interchangeable lenses.  Suggestions? Nikki?

Life Changes

Posted by Emily , Saturday, March 12, 2011 1:02 PM

Teaching contracts at good ol' Gratz Brown come out in March, people.  Time to make some big, big decisions.

I'm looking into leaving Mobtown.  Matt and I want to buy a house and get out of our matchbox apartment.  We're tired of wasting our money on rent and want to have a place of our own that we can decorate, landscape and pay for for the next 35 years or so. We DON'T want to do that in Moberly...and I'm not excited about driving an hour each day to and from a job I don't enjoy.

Long story short, I'm on the hunt for a job.  I had a screening interview in Hallsville on Tuesday that I think went really well.  I really liked everything they said, and they smiled and nodded and agreed a lot while I was talking so that's good right?  I also turned in a new resume at North Callway, where Matt works.  This weekend I'm gonna get online and print off some more applications to mail in.

Here's the issue: Hallsville says they will call back in a week or so to schedule another interview if I make the cut, and they will make a final decision the first week of April. That means the earliest I could know if I have another job for sure is the first week in April...but I have to turn in my contract by the end of March. I don't have to explain to you how terrifying not having a job right now can be. The practical side of me says to hold on to my job for dear life.

The Friday afternoon me says "GET OUT.  GET OUT NOW!"

Being a grown-up is tough.

Lesson Learned

Posted by Emily , Wednesday, February 9, 2011 10:58 AM

With 5 months to go today, I feel it's appropriate to share a lesson I recently learned.

While doing my daily blog-reading, I came across a post on a wedding blog about a woman shopping for her wedding dress.  She had posted a picture of herself in my dress. 

Her comment was, "It looks like Barbie threw up on it."

say WHA?!?



 I immediately began worrying that I would look like a little girl playing dress-up on our wedding day.  However, as I continued reading and saw the other dresses that she loved and I would never be caught dead in, I realized that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks.  We are all different and have different tastes. You can't live your life worrying about what other people think and not thinking about what is going to make you happy.

Moral of the story:  You will be happy on your wedding day if you make choices that you and your significant other are happy and comfortable with.  If someone thinks your dress appears to have Barbie's puke on it, SCREW 'EM.  It's not their day. 

But, hopefully, that person is not your fiance.

Put on Your Dancin' Boots, Y'all!

Posted by Emily , Saturday, January 22, 2011 2:08 PM

Well, we've booked the honeymoon, registered at Home Depot, and today we're picking out tuxes and picking out china.  I'm running out of wedding stuff to do.  We're going to have a lull in the planning for a couple of months before I have to start addressing the invitations (barf).  SO to keep myself from getting bored, I have invented a project!

I'm going to learn all the line dances I've been wanting to learn for years!  And then, I'm going to force as many people as possible to learn them so that we can do them at our wedding! Yeehaw!

First up: Copperhead Road

I can't find a video of anyone doing the Copperhead Road line dance the way I learned it at Cody's.  However, I did find this hee-larious video of some French ( I think) people doing a ridiculously complicated version of it.  The one I know is much easier.

Boot Scootin' Boogie

This one's a little old-school but I've always wanted to learn it.  I found this good, slow and simple instructional video.  I wish it had the music on it though.

Good Time

This is the ultimate - I've been wanting to learn this dance ever since I saw the music video.  I found this video - but it's WAY too fast for me.  I need directions, step by step.  I'm gonna have to watch it at least ten times before I get it - anyone want to come practice with me?