Has it been nearly two years??
A lot has happened in those two years…mainly adjusting to country life is what has happened.
And, loving on and serving with our neighbors.
And, watching a ton of Baylor football (and basketball).
And, purchasing some cows.
And a donkey.
And, planting a garden (or two).
And, watching our oldest change colleges and majors…and join the wake boarding team.
And, cheering on our youngest in high school football…and soon, soccer.
I’ve missed occasionally writing and photographing the happenings around our family, so I’m hoping 2015 will be the year I get back in the habit…if you’ll have me back in your email box and on your FB newsfeed, that is.
Because we are wrapping up the last little bit of 2014 (say it ain’t so!!), I thought I’d throw out a couple of pictures of what I mentioned above. A lot of the pictures were taken with my iphone…”the best camera you own is the one you are presently carrying…”and I carried my phone WAY more than my “big boy” Canon camera. (That’s another habit I hope to change in 2015.)
More to come!
(I’ve missed you.)
I’m looking back at some of the highlights of the past few months, especially because I did so little blogging during that time, and a lot happened.
I didn’t carry my DSLR around as much as usual, so I relied on my phone to document our family’s events. (Of course, if you follow me on Instagram, these photos are repeats, for the most part. Sorry.)
So, in Part One, I took you through the summer, culminating with our move from the Houston area to the Waco area.
One of the first things we did was move our oldest into his dorm at college.
(There are no words to describe how much I miss this punk being around on a daily basis.)
After we got him moved into the dorm, we headed back out to the middle of nowhere to hang out for the next 6 weeks with my sister, who lives in the same house where I grew up.
We weren’t able to move into our new house, immediately, so in order to get our youngest started in school we had to live with my sister. We drove him 45 minutes, both ways, every day, to and from school. I wouldn’t have wanted to do that for much longer, but it was fine while it lasted.
While living out in the boonies, ThrillCam took our youngest dove hunting one weekend. In the shot above, he’s showing our son how to clean the dove he shot.
(I know I took pictures of the bacon-wrapped doves we grilled after their hunt, but I can’t find them. Probably a good thing. It would make us all hungry, and I’m trying to lose weight, so no need putting you or me through that agony.)
Of course, one of the many benefits of moving to Central Texas is the close proximity to ThrillCam’s and my alma mater, Baylor University.
You know, if you’ve read this blog for any amount of time, I bleed green and gold. And, during this particular time in the university’s life, it is very, very exciting to be a Baylor Bear! I have ALWAYS, ALWAYS supported my Bears, through thick and thin, but I must say, it is quite fun, especially when it comes to athletics.
(Here’s one of the many reasons being a Baylor Bear is so fun! Our Heisman Trophy winner, RGIII:)
But, Baylor football wasn’t the only scene in town.
Our youngest put on the pads and played hard.
Last year, in 7th grade, the kid was an offensive lineman. He was tall and sort of on the chunky side. (Aren’t we all? …No? …We’re not? …It’s just me? …Shoot.)
After that football season, though, his entire body went through a complete metamorphosis. He dropped a ton of weight and slimmed up so much.
I think he grew 35 feet, too. …Give or take a few.
He could no longer play on the line.
Instead, he played Tight End on offense and Outside Linebacker on defense.
Below was one of my favorite shots during football season. I just loved the lights on either side and the team in the middle. And the sky’s colors…dreamy.
In the meantime, our oldest son discovered a local wake boarding cable park. I’d never heard of such a thing, but leave it to my thrill-seeking boy to find it.
You grab hold of a handle and the cable pulls you around the lake, while you
hang on for dear life wakeboard. There are jumps and ramps and such all the way around the lake. It’s honestly way cool!
I’ll try to remember to blog about it more, soon.
At the end of September, our family made its way back down to League City to have one last celebration with our church family. They held a lovely reception for us.
Oh, how my heart aches for these folks.
In October, we had some of our first visitors! Our youngest’s best buddy and his mom (one of my best buddies) made the 4-hour trek to hang out for a while.
November brought a number of visitors. Which meant I had to scramble to unpack most everything and finally get the house in order!
First, I hosted a small reunion for my childhood summer camp friends. (Which tribe do you think I belong to?) (Answer: the winningest tribe, of course!) (I’ve now made my Huaco friends angry…again.)
Then, the very next week was Thanksgiving and we hosted ThrillCam’s family for a few days.
ThrillCam and the boys went deer hunting in December, right before Christmas, and they got 2 deer each.
(I should take a picture of our freezer, right now. It is packed!–we eat all that my boys/husband hunts. We are eating the healthiest we’ve probably ever eaten, thanks to all the venison; it’s lean and hormone-free.)
I was going to end there, but for those of you who might get a little squeamish at the sight of blood (sorry), I figured I should end with something else.
Something festive and pretty.
There. No one gets squeamish over Christmas presents, right?
After I rushed to get everything into its place, in the new house, I turned right around and moved it all to decorate for Christmas. I felt like I was in a perpetual move.
Our December was busy and fun, so I’ll save that for tomorrow or the next day.
Then, for the most part, we’ll be caught up on the past 6 months or so.
The only way to tell was by touch and taste; warmth and salt mixed in with the raindrops, making it hard to distinguish.
All emotion could be hidden by the hood on my raincoat.
None of the record turnout for the game knew.
Except my sweet husband.
And, maybe my uncle, who could certainly understand.
Thankfully, I was able to silently mourn the loss of my mother, once again, this time, surrounded by noise and excitement, cheerleaders and bands.
It was surreal and ironic.
And, I think, cathartic.
I know it’s silly, and most folks would think it’s just plain weird that I would be sad at a football game, but I just couldn’t help it. Baylor football (and most things Baylor) have always included my mother. Period.
My daddy was at almost all the games, as well, but he did not graduate from Baylor, so while he supported the Bears, it was not the same. He supported the Bears because he loved my mother, and she loved her Bears.
I followed in her footsteps.
So, as you can see, getting through my first “live” Baylor game without my mom by my side was hard.
…I guess all the “firsts” are.
Thankfully, it didn’t take long for me to be distracted. My tears of sadness were replaced, after the second play of the game (a BU touchdown!), with tears of joy.
It was a fantastic game!
If you haven’t heard: WE WON!!!
We beat the longhorns.
For the second year in a row.
(For me, personally, this win trumps all wins–I loathe the longhorns–a trait I inherited from both of my parents.)
(photo credits: Tony Gutierrez)
It was like a balm to my soul.
(Our oldest sat with a friend in the end zone, so he was unavailable for the family photo op. I doubt he was sad to miss it.)
I appreciate you.
Thanks for humoring me and allowing me to share my excitement over my alma mater’s winning season. You’ll have only a few more posts (this year) to suffer through.
Of course, I’ll post more when RGIII wins the HeIIIsman!
(photo credit: ?? Ap Photo??)
(photo credit: Sarah Glenn, Getty Images)
And, finally, I’ll tell you all about our trip to the ALAMO BOWL after Christmas!!!
Baylor has superior basketball teams….
Have a great Monday!
To be continued…