Saturday, March 26, 2011

Blessed and Humbled part 2

As I mentioned, God is happy to answer the "please keep me humble" or  "teach me real humility" prayer. When my sister was staying with us during her maternity leave, she and my mom seemed do be doing a lot of little errands together. They even went so far as to have fun "wedding planning" outings together and not invite me (did I mention my sister is planning her own wedding right now?) So, I began to feel very left out. I through my hands up and claimed "middle-child syndrome."  Why didn't anyone want me to be involved. Why couldn't I feel like part of the girls club??
I was soon thrown into my own hole when I arrived at my unbelievable shower that my mother and sister planned. All the secret Ya Ya outings for my sister's wedding, were really secret Katie shower planning meetings. Talk about being humbled! I'm so thankful I have a family that loves me, that I have friends that love me, and that I have a God that will love me despite my selfish and childish behavior.

It was a weekend I will never ever forget. Despite my sadness prior to the shower, no one ever told me what was going on. (They all must have known I was praying for humility!)  :)
Thanks momma, Nicole, Wendy, Pink, B, and everyone who helped make me feel so very loved!

Special shout out to our resident photographer of the evening--- Caitlyn I love you!

Pink and Marg were serious about the veggie dish.
No messing around when Chef John is in the kitchen!
I was so impressed with what chicken looks like after you put it in a hot skillet....
yes I'm easily entertained.
Say hello to our photographer Caitlyn on the left and my roomie for life Kacie on the right.
We couldn't wait to dig in. Talk about working for your meal!
Chef John and..... wow I don't think his su chef ever told me her name...
John could smell an opportunity to promote his book (maybe he doesn't
know how many people read my blog)
Yes, I wouldn't miss a chance to dance at my bachelorette party,
even if we were at a BP pit stop. 
Thanks for helping us ride in style momma!
Our driver is telling my body guard to stand down.
Yes, this was my own individual dance party.
I am so glad you can still find N'Sync on the radio!
Can't show off the goods just yet!
Love my girls!
Yes, like I've said, I only have pretty friends.
I'm not shallow, they're just attracted to me for some reason.
"Whose shoe is the best for this occasion?"
We had so much fun at the lake!
Well, I certainly did!!!
Nick, I love my cake!!! Barbie looks just like me!
You can't really see it, but Barbie is holding a coffee to-go cup!
The toilet paper brides were too cute!
I'm a little concerned that some people were too willing to take their
clothes off just to win a starbucks gift card!
My Jaj and my future mother-in-law were certainly close runners up.

Mom and Nicole--- where are our pics?  You guys were the stars of the show! 
Thank you SO much!

Love you all, 

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Blessed and humbled part 1

Caution: If you ask God to humble you, He will be more than happy to answer that prayer. I have firsthand experience with this type of request, and I'm truly thankful that it was answered. (More on that later.)

I have never felt so loved by so many in such a short amount of time as I did this past weekend. I was blessed to have a bunch of my girlfriends plan my "bachelorette" party on Friday. (The quotes are significant here because many would not consider a night without booze, bars, and crazy beads to be a real bachelorette, but I am not one of those people!) It was a perfect girls night out. With a private cooking class, stretch hummer limo, princess tiara, and some awesome lingerie, it was a night I'll never forget!

Apparently I only befriend amazingly gorgeous women!
Chef John was picking on Lauren and T. I think he can smell fear.
Look how attentive everyone else is,
except B who doesn't take crap from nobody!
Thanks for coming Laur, even if you didn't get to ride in the hummer.
Love you!
Lindsey and I didn't know what we were in for when we volunteered to man the chicken.
I had to remind myself that the chicken I eat is never EVER alive. Isn't everyone's?
T and B don't mess around.

Since the Olympus, of course, ran our of juice. I will post more pictures soon from the real photographer's camera. 

You girls are all such a blessing! Thanks to those who traveled, those who did all the planning, and those who gave up time with their own men to prepare me for mine! 
I can't wait to shower each of you in the future. 

~Blessed CB

Sunday, March 13, 2011

CB meets PW

If you haven't visited her blog, read her harlem romance about her and Marboro Man, or checked out her cookbook, you are seriously missing out on life. 
You may have noticed the updates on my blog, this is due to my presence among some majorly gifted bloggers this past Friday. I realized that my wedding, job, and schooling should take a back seat as I explored the world of templates. I owe it to my fans.
 I'm still sorely lacking in the graphics and photography arena, but at least I'm giving you some variety..... right?

 I digress.... I had the distinct pleasure of meeting Pioneer Woman (or PW as she's affectionately called by her stalkers). She is the reason I started this blog not long ago when I actually had too much time on my hands (did such a time ever really exist?), and I didn't want to take up bridge, join Facebook, or steal cars. Plus I wanted to update all my fans of my goings on. So a blog seemed like the obvious solution.

PW came to a local Borders in Atlanta with her handsome Marboro Man and 2 boys in toe. What a cute personality. What a cute dresser. She actually makes me want to move to Oklahoma so that I can be her friend. (She doesn't know that we're already friends) Actually, I recommend not visiting her blog. You will realize how bad mine is and never come back. 

Please don't leave me. 

I'm thankful to the other fellow bloggers who seem like bigger stalkers than me. I'm especially thankful for the girls who let me join in on their Apples to Apples game as we anxiously awaited PW's arrival. Thanks for having your camera Anna -Elizabeth and sending me these pics!  Thanks PW for wishing me luck on my upcoming marriage. Thanks Borders for letting me drink half your coffee supply while I waited. Thank you coffee beans for bringing me such joy and jitter. Thank you for friends who encourage my addiction through the coffee gift cards you send. I can send you my address if you are looking to get rid of anymore. Thank you God for inventing friends and coffee. 

Can you tell that I'm profusely sweating? 
She looks so fascinated by me... my story was definitely not deserving of that look!
Thanks PW


Thursday, March 3, 2011

"in sickness and in health"

I've been given the unexpected opportunity to grasp what the vows: "in sickness and in health" mean these past twenty-four hours. Matthew hadn't been feeling well Sunday night and all day Monday. He got what he thought was a second round of the stomach bug Monday night, but after a full night and day of sickness, Matthew began to feel extremely feverish and was shaking uncontrollably. Thank the Lord his brother Kevin was able to rush him to the ER where they ran several tests and tried to break his fever. After 5 bags (which they tell me is the equivalent of two and a half 2 liters) of fluids, Matthew's fever broke, but due to his accelerated heart rate and potentially harmful test results, Matthew still wasn't hydrated enough or stable enough to leave the hospital. SO.... I learned how to make a short folding chair an ideal pad for short nap intervals. I've seen more boxer shorts and borderline booties than I'd like in one day, but overall my hospital experience hasn't been too bad. The cafeteria food is actually edible!

So..... after the doctor looked at Matthew's liver enzymes and other internal stats, he wanted the GI (gastro intestinal) physician to come to talk with us. He also claimed that with Matthew's borderline blood work and other test results, he wanted us to stay and have more lab work done. 
We were basically told by the nurse to hunker down and accept the most likely possibility of staying at the hospital another night. She said they were going to test for some seriously scary things like hepatitis and crones disease.  She said it could be a long time before the GI doctor came to see us, so there was no telling how long it would be before we got any more info. 

Shortly after that conversation, we just prayed for God's will. We prayed that if it was his will, could the GI doctor please come ASAP and just tell us ALL is clear and we can go home. Amazingly, the GI doctor came in a few minutes later and said it looks like Matthew just had a severe viral infection, and we could go home! The only thing they are still cautious about is those liver enzymes. So Matthew HAS to make a follow up appointment to check that those levels come down. She said they could have spiked from the virus, but they really need to come down. So the good news is Matthew seems to be good and we can go home!  Just pray that all is well with that liver soon too. 

"For better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to death do us part."

~Thankful CubBuster

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Marrying into

So, I never realized that I wasn't just marrying into a family, marrying into traditions, or marrying into a new last name, but I actually get to marry into some cool stuff!!!

As most of you can tell from my blog, my camera isn't exactly quality (either are the pictures it takes). Nope, the ole' Olympus circa 1922 is considered an antique these days. I was thinking about getting a new one (when I realized I had no money), when I realized my new hubby has a pretty sweet flash-of-a guy. I mean, I get to say that's OUR camera! How awesome is that!?!
I also worry that good ole' MacBook here isn't gonna live as long as me, but guess what-- new hubby has a nicer, newer, metallic MacBook Pro! Now, since I've been engaged for five months, no one can accuse me of being superficial. I am more excited about living life with my best friend more than anything, but these perks certainly don't hurt his cause. :)
Hmm..... I guess that means I'm also marrying into the lovely "rubber-band-man" pillow. This is Matthew's favorite pillow that has a strange scent of rubber bands and even springs back a bit at first contact.


~Coffee CubBuster