Plates and Puppies

Last weekend Paul took me to the Painted Potter to decorate pottery. I had been wanting to do this ever since my little brother Mark and his girlfriend Mallory had made us salt 'n pepper shakers and a spoon holder for our wedding. It was a lot harder than I anticipated. There are so many choices, and for those of you who know me I do not make decisions quickly. It is definately an activity that I would recommend making some plans or at least have an idea what you want to do before just going and doing. Anyway, after about 3 1/2 hours this is what we finally ended up with:

I can't figure out how to rotate these, but you get the idea



"I Belong to You" is the name of the song Paul wrote and sang at our wedding.



On another note: Last Sunday was the Dallas Cowboys' first game of the season and Paul had a few friends from medical school over. Since Dasher is a little too excited when company comes over, and will try to eat your food he had to hang out with me that night. Now, for those of you who do not know, Dasher thinks he is just like Paul and always has to be with Paul.  Below are a few pictures of my sad puppy during the Cowboy game. He would sit at the door and when he heard Paul's voice he would whine and tilt his head.

So much for him keeping me company while Paul is busy with medical school.

You know you are a becoming an adult when...

...you want bedroom furniture for your birthday instead of something less practical. This weekend my birthday present finally arrived. Paul and I had been searching for bedroom furniture to match our existing sleigh bed that I love and bought separate when the line was discontinued the year prior to our marriage. I didn't think that it would be hard to match since it was a classic cherry wood finish. Boy was I wrong. I had no idea that so many different colors under the umbrella of cherry finish. We finally got lucky and found a perfect match the night we got home from visiting my family in OK. We decided to run to check out a set we saw in a newspaper that morning at my grandparent's house. Since it was Labor Day weekend many of the stores were having sales. That set didn't match, but I convinced Paul to take a chance and go across the interstate to the RoomStore just to see since we still had an hour until they closed. When we walked in our sales lady took a look at a piece we had brought with us from the full length mirror that matched our bed and led us straight to a set that matched perfectly. She cut us a great deal, at least $750.00 cheaper than we expected, and we were out of there in less than 30 min. It was the best furniture shopping experience I had ever had.

Now that we have our furniture we can focus on getting more decorations. 

Birthday/Labor Day Weekend

This past weekend was not only a holiday but it was my birthday. I have to say if I was going to pick a holiday to have my birthday on Labor Day is a pretty good holiday to have it on. You get a day off from work and it isn't that major of a holiday so the roads and vacation spots aren't super crowded. Oh and they have awesome sales going on.

Anyway, this weekend we traveled from Houston to Minco, OK to visit my family. It is an 8 hour drive so we missed my littlest brother's football game Friday night, but I hear they slaughtered the other team.  Go Dawgs! Saturday was filled with food, fishing, games and presents/shopping for me. While my mom and I were shopping Paul and my brother's went fishing where our little Dasher apparently learned how to swim. As the story goes, he jumped into the river after the bobber thinking it was a ball and that the water wasn't very deep and he went under for a few minutes until his head popped up and he swam to shore. I am grateful for this experience because I always wondered if he could swim. And probably one of the best events of Saturday was when OSU killed Washington State. Go POKES!! Sunday was filled with more food, games and hanging out at my grandma's and my house. Overall, it was a very relaxing weekend.

My mom got me a pretty bracelt and an OSU rock.

My grandma made me some pretty pillow cases.

Paul surprised me with a cupcake made of flowers!

I had a great time visiting with my family and a great birthday weekend. I feel very blessed that my little brothers come home when I do just to hang out with Paul and I (it weird to think that only Steven actually lives at home now). Not to mention I have a great husband who always makes sure to make special occaisions extra special. To top it all off I even got my birthday wish when Paul and I ordered bedroom furniture (finally) on Monday night at the last minute when we returned to Houston. I felt like we had been searchign forever and we found a perfect match that we both liked in less than 10 minutes. Our sales lady was great too. I highly recommend working with Wendy from RoomStore. She was a hoot.

Oh and yes Paul took almost everyone in my family's blood pressure this weekend and took some time to study. Although, I do think he was a little too distracted to study as much as he would have liked. Good thing he is a smarty pants.

You know you are married to a Med Student when....

So lately I find my self thinking about how different everyday life is now that Paul has started med school.  It goes a little like this:

You know you are married to a medical student when....
...you have your blood pressure taken 50 times in a span of 3 hours

It leaves marks.

...you glance over at the computer screen just to see what he is doing and he yells "Don't look I am learning how to crack someone's chest open for anatomy lab tomorrow"

...you use medical terms in everyday conversation like that is normal.

...when he tells you about his day he now starts and stops sentences editing his day for you so you don't have to hear the gross, disturbing stuff.

...you travel on vacations with a stethescope and blood pressure cuff; just in case an opportunity to practice arises.