Full of Joy

The other day it was beautiful outside.  And by beautiful I mean it was a nice, HOT day in the 80's.  Chuck and I had spent our week with a lot of different people, serving at different events, and were finally allotted an afternoon just for us.   Since I had never been, we headed over to Old Town Alexandria , the third oldest historic district in the nation.  A neighborhood once home to George Washington and Robert E. Lee!  I love the history around here!  We found a great parking spot and strolled up and down the historic cobblestone streets marveling at the buildings,  enjoying the interesting people all around us, and of course wandered down to the waterfront of the Potomac River.  The river boats were my favorite site, I think.  Those big paddelwheel boats  fascinate me.  Chuck mentioned how you feel like you're in a Mark Twain book and that's exactly what I was thinking, too.  See the "Cherryblossom" in the backgrou...

We have a hobby!  It all started back when I was living with Luke, Trisha, Chail, and Philly.  Back before the days of Rocky came along.  Back when Chuck and I were only good 'ol boyfriend and girlfriend.  Actually, I believe we were engaged.  I'm getting off topic.  Thinking back on the days when we began is such a happy place.  But anyway.   When Chuck graduated from Grad school and received his Masters degree, his family threw a big party for him.  I wanted to make him a special cake for the occasion.  At the time I was under the impression that carrot cake was his favorite kind.  (Later on once we were married I found out in a large group of people that carrot cake was NOT, in fact, my husband's favorite cake!)  So I made this absolutely fabulous Paula Deen recipe with butter cream icing.  To die for.  Absolutely to die for.  The only problem was, I had and still have zero decorating skills.  Chuck insi...

(This post was originally posted on Wednesday 5/11, but got deleted some how.  Sad.  Thankfully a friend had saved it so now I am re-posting.  (Thanks Laura!!!)  I feel bad that previous comments got deleted.  So, here it is again.  I will post again soon, and hopefully won't be such a downer.  ;) Anyone know that song? Whenever it comes on the radio, I just blast and sing. The lyrics go something like, "Oh these times are hard, they're making me crazy...." And I could be wrong. It's happened before where I sing a song one way, but the actual lyrics are completely different than what I had been singing. In this case, I am very happy singing my version of the song, because THESE TIMES ARE HARD. It's been 2 months and 4 days since we found out our baby didn't have a heartbeat. 2 months?! Could 2 months have really gone by? What's hard about time is my thoughts turn to, "Our baby should be 2 months more developed", or "I would be show...