Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
This is the room After. Stripes on one wall and lavender paint on all of the others. The wall of stripes is larger than shown in this picture (about 7 or so stripes), but I wanted you to see the stripes AND the lavender walls together.
And since the tools were already out...Freddy and his dad made me shoe shelves!
Lola got some yummy gourmet food. It was free with the birthday cake that I bought her and I split it up over four days so that she wouldn't get sick. (the sign above her doggie bowls says, "Dogs Laugh with their Tails")
She gets a birthday cake every year!
Don't mind me. I just finished a run, so I look like doodie. But I am maintaining a healthy pregnancy. =)
Charlie and the Brougham Sisters
The Brougham side
The Clark side
Charlie BEGGED to drink out of our wedding mug.
Typical in every house, right? Men in the living room watching football while women are chatting it up in the kitchen.
Did you notice the sale ads on the floor? For the fifth year in a row, I braved the Black Friday crowds with my mother in law and her friend Susan. We also shop in Plano because they live in Wylie and I lived in Plano the first year we did this. Now I meet them when ever I get up.
Oops! forgot about this picture. Me with my sisters.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Why do I have anxiety about being attacked by a dog while running? Let me tell you a little story.
Flash back approximately 6 and a half years. I was in college, living with some sorority sisters – Kristi and Sarah. My pants were beginning to fit a little snug, so I had started running, a quick fix to unwanted weight gain, I had learned. I ran through safe neighborhoods in the safe college town of Stephenville, Texas. It wasn’t dark out when I ran, so I never spotted any UFOs (let me know if you don’t get that joke and I will explain).
One particular night…
I’m running… I’m taking in the scenery…I’m running…I spot a man working on his truck in his driveway…I see his dog…I think to myself, “Gee, I hope that dog stays put. It doesn’t look like it is on a leash”…I’m running…I see the dog come running from the yard TOWARDS ME!...Commence freaking out…What do I do??...Dog is right in front of me…What do I DO?!...Dog is making noises. Growling maybe?...Why isn’t that man calling his dog back? WHAT DO I DO?!...I see the dog open his mouth and lunge for me…I turn around – as in a 180…The dog has bitten me. ON THE BUTT! And then he(I’m SURE it’s a boy dog) just merrily runs back to his yeard.. I see the man look up from his truck. No apology. No “Are you okay?”…Do I go yell at the man? HECK NO! I am going no where near that dog again…I keep running…I stick my hand just below the waste band of my shorts, on my outside right hip (aka my butt)…I pull my hand out and examine the fingers for blood. I am not bleeding. How am I not bleeding?...I run home. Sarah is at her boyfriend’s house and Kristi is at class. I need someone to look at my butt to see if the skin has been broken. What if I need a Tetanus Shot?...Oh, look. Kristi’s boyfriend Ryan is here. Ryan will look for me…”Ryan, I was bit by a dog on my run. Can you look to see if it broke skin? It bit my butt.”…Reluctantly Ryan looks, more than slightly embarrassed, but all he sees is a little pink mark. “It doesn’t look as bad as you say it was, Cheryl”. Whatever…By the time Kristi gets home it is black and blue – and you can clearly see that it is a dog bite in the bruise…No, it was not a tiny Chihuahua as someone once suggested. It was a huge, ginormous, ugly, mean, take-no-prisoners-kind-of dog. Or a Boston Terrier. I’m not really sure, actually.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Over the past week, I have acquired two new addictions - both soon to pass as soon as I finish them.
The first started last Wednesday when I began reading Twilight. As of right now, I have finished the first two books and I am over half way the third book, Eclipse.
While I can't say that they have changed my life or that I will never read another book again because nothing could compare (actual responses I have heard), I will say that I have not been able to put them down. I even read at stop lights and on my lunch break at work. And (if you know me, this will SHOCK you), I opted to read on Monday night rather than watch the Jon & Kate Plus 8 Special Event. That will likely give Shelby another brain aneurysm when she reads that.
I want see the movie this weekend, though I plan to go to a matinee showing because I am assuming that the crowds will be smaller.
I recommend this series to EVERYONE! Okay, mostly women. Men probably won't dig it because it's very romantical (that's a Cheryl world).
The second addiction is to the Boy Scouts Carmel Light popcorn that I bought from a co-worker's son for a fundraiser. I got the tin on Monday and worked from home on Tuesday (leaving the tin at my desk) and I am already over half way through it. BUT...I have been sharing it with friends and I don't feel TOO guilty because it IS light. Still I thought it was best to lock it up in the compartment over my desk until Friday. We'll see how long it takes before I break in.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Later that morning at work and I hear some co-workers talking about it. I leap from seat, round the corner of my cubicle and ask, “Who the heck is this guy?” I thought that Diana was going to have a heart attack. Apparently he was in Harry Potter (never saw any of them) and now he is the star of the new Twilight movie.
And here is a funny conversation about the Twilight series that took place between my friend Shelby and her boyfriend Matt, paraphrased of course.
Matt: What are you reading?
Matt: What’s it about?
Shelby: Vampires. In high school.
A few days later Matt sees Shelby reading Twilight.
Matt: I see you’re reading Sweet Valley High again.
Matt’s a funny guy.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
And then, of course, was the annual handing out of candy with the neighbors in the driveway. Lucky kids get three houses in one stop! Can you tell whose first year for trick-or-treaters it was? Check out the dogs in this picture - Lola was content just hanging out and it looks like Max was dying for a piece of candy! This is probably the only picture you will ever see of Lola in "clothes". Freddy hates it, so she only has this shirt (it says Local Celebrity in orange rhinestones) and two bandannas - Cowboys and Colts, of course! She needs a Tarleton one...
Have a great day!
Director of Agency Engagement
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Amber's husband came in the Reno 911 cop costume. Hill-Lare-E-Us! Out of respect, I won't post pictures on my blog, but here is a picture from the show. Guess which one he dressed up as.
Then there was Jem and The Holograms. Outrageous! I realize that our costumes aren't dead on, but you get the picture. And I'm also aware that none of The Holograms were ever pregnant, but I figured if ever one was to get preggers, it would be the one with the purple hair.
I told a lot of people about the Jem and The Holograms costumes and here is what I learned: You have to be exactly my age to know what the heck I'm talking about. The cartoon aired from 1985-1987 and I loved it! I also loved Beverly Hills teens, but I seem to be the only person alive who remembers that cartoon!
Friday, October 24, 2008
She has also been known to leave single pieces of dog food on our living room floor. Sometimes she ventures a little farther and takes the single pieces of food in to the hallway or our bedroom. But there is ALWAYS a single piece of food somewhere in the house.
Then, a few months ago, it started to be come two or three pieces of food - until the other day. Freddy had been home with Lola for about an hour by the time I walked through the doors. I wander past the living room on my way to the office to tell my sweet husband hello and what do I see? Fourteen - count them - FOURTEEN pieces of dog food spread out on my living room floor. Crazy dog. Wish I would have taken a picture!
So, when I worked from home last week I noticed Lola slowly adding to her stash of food throughout the day and I tired to document it. She didn't get to 14 pieces and I didn't remember the time span like I told myself I would, but here are some pictures anyway.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Also, ignore the whole training and degree aspect of it. You could be WHATEVER you want.
What would you do?
I would be a sonogram technician in an ob/gyn’s office. Yes, I know that when I tried to guess my own baby's gender, I was wrong, BUT...to be fair, I didn't have any formal training and that umbilical cord can be deceiving.
I was watching The Bachelor a couple seasons ago and one of the Bachelorette's was a sonogram technician. Since then, I have always wanted to be one.
What a fun, low-stress job! Not to mention I wouldn't have to worry about what to wear to work – I would just throw on the designated scrubs for that day (to match everyone else in the office, of course – or is that only in the dental field that they all match?) and away I go.
Yes, I know it is not all happy times of “it’s a boy!” and taking pictures of babies, but I would still like this job very much, I think. In fact, if I could take classes somewhere at night, I would have already started.
So…what would you do? And none of this “I wouldn’t want to do anything else” business.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I have tons of stuff to load in my car because I am going straight from the picnic to set up for the evening (an evening that it seems no one appreciated). Lola is eagerly following me around because she thinks she is going with me. It also happens to be neighborhood garage sale weekend and there are more cars than usual on our quiet court. Not wanting to chance Lola taking off into the street and getting hit by a car, I opt to partially open my back hatch in a closed garage rather than open the garage, allowing the hatch to fully open.
Note to self: When done loading, close the hatch and THEN open the garage door. Do not- I repeat DO NOT – open the garage without closing the hatch that is currently half-open and propped against the closed garage door.
Phone rings. It’s Freddy. He is asking if I want an autographed Brady James jersey he found at a neighbor’s garage sale. Sure, he’s hot but I’m not big on autographed memorabilia. Gather purse and keys, put Lola in her “room”, open garage door. Crunch! “Freddy, don’t be mad but I need you to come home right now. I just opened the garage door with my back hatch in it.”
My sweet husband wasn’t mad (I'm a lucky girl!). Things happen and it could have been worse. He just manually shut the garage door and I shut the hatch along with it. It left a small dent and a small scratch, but nothing major. I got off easy on this one.
If Brady James weren’t so hot, I wouldn't have been so distracted. I blame him for this.
Here is what I did:
So, if you are interested in taking the class with me and Freddy, let me know. It is CPR and first aid and the cost is $57 for both. It only takes 4 hours on a Saturday afternoon.
After the Cowboys game last Sunday Freddy and the neighbor guys hit the street to play some catch with the pigskin. First Josh knocked his own mailbox off and then Freddy tripped to avoid Lola and jammed his elbow. This has slowed down his mountain biking considerably.