Monday, February 28, 2011

I've been thinking

I have decide to make a Bucket list. I have several friends that have Bucket list and I have been thinking about it for a while.

I am pretty content with my life and the things I have accomplished. I have already accomplished the three things I wanted most out of life, fall in love, become a mother, and accept Jesus Christ as my Savior. Everything else in life is just an added bonus to me.

Lately, though I have really been feeling the pressure of "there is no time like now" to live my life and enjoy some of those added bonuses. So the other day while I was sitting outside with the kiddos I started jotting things down. I know my list will continue to grow and change but as of now here it is.


  • Travel-I have lots of places I would like to go. Some extravagant others not so much. Some of the places include, New York, Las Vegas, Switzerland, Australia, Paris, London, California, I want to go back to Germany, and another Sandals resort (which I am doing in June for my 10 year anniversary so I get to mark that off soon).
  • Read the Bible from Cover to Cover. I have started several times and am ashamed to say I have never finished.
  • I want to tour the White House.
  • I want to get my Ed.D. (Just so Marshal can call me Dr. Watson-don't worry I will allow the rest of you to continue to call me Andrea-HA).
  • Go storm chasing and see a tornado. I have seen several from a distance, but I want to be right there.
  • Run in a 5k with my dad (don't laugh I am not a runner-at all!!! So starting with a 5k in April and will change it to a half Marathon maybe later; still haven't decided-Amy I so admire you and your hot runner legs!).
  • Adopt a child. This is a long term goal. I have always wanted to have my own children and then adopt a five or six year old when my children are a little older. My time working at Lee created a huge spot in my heart for the adoption of older children.
  • Learn to sew.
  • Ride in a hot air balloon.

Well that's it for now. Do you have a Bucket List?

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Dreaming

Don't get me wrong-this snow is incredibly beautiful. I have never seen anything like it!

However, I am dreaming of the beach. I don't know if it is because my new swim suit came in this week ...



or if it is because I am getting nervous we still may be in school when I am suppose to be flying to the Bahamas....


At least I can sit inside and dream of where I will be in June.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Real Love

It is no secret that I am not married to the most romantic guy. He doesn’t send me flowers just because, he never leaves happys in my car, doesn’t surprise me by bring me lunch, he has never written me a poem, planned an unexpected date, sung me a song, blah blah blah blah blah. He doesn’t even say sweet and romantic things to me. In fact our song is You say it Best When You Say Nothing at All ,because literally he says nothing-nothing at all.

Now I am no picnic either so I won’t even pretend I am. I am pretty darn perfect though. Ha-kidding. Marshal definitely has his work cut out for him on keeping me happy. While he may not be the most romantic guy he does a wonderful job of showing me he loves me.

Last night for example- We were on our way home from dinner and just about the time we came down the hill on the way to our house, I see this baby deer in the snow. I mean a tiny baby deer, one that appeared to barely be able to walk. I screamed at Marshal to stop (which always gets me in trouble and he tells me I am going to cause him to have a wreck if I don’t stop that crap). Any way we can’t stop, we are going down an icy hill and there is a car right behind us and there is nowhere to pull over. We get to the closest place to pull over and Marshal gets out and realizes that one of our tires is going flat. We try and make it home but the tire is deflating quickly and it becomes obvious we just aren’t going to make it. So we pull over again and Marshal gets out and proceeds to change the tire. This ended up being quiet the ordeal. It was pitch black, snowing, 26 degrees outside, and Marshal didn’t have coat. Needless to say the process took him 45 minutes and by the time he was done he was soaking wet. But he did great, cussed very little, and got us back home safely.

As soon as we get home and I get the kids to bed I turned to him and said “what about the deer”? Being the husband that loves me; he doesn’t say word goes and puts on his coat and heads out to see if he can find the deer. He spent another 45 minutes, walking through the snow covered field,searching for the baby deer. Simply because he loves me and knows that I wouldn’t be able to sleep if I thought that baby deer was lost and going to freeze to death. He didn’t find the deer. He saw several tracks. I am assuming the momma deer came back and rescued her baby deer and that all is right in the world.

I would like to tell you that I don’t normally have my husband do irrational things, but again I am not going to lie. This is just one of a handful of stories where Marshal has done something to keep my tender little heart happy.

So I guess what I am saying is, I will take my real love over the romantic stuff any day. After all, I did break up with a guy in high school for being too romantic. Ha those were the days!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Love my Friends

I have been having a lot of internal conflict lately. It is a long story; one I am not willing to get into now. Without a lot of explanation it is about my miscarriage and the overwhelming urge I have been having this last month about using my experience. I don’t know why, how, or what, but over the last month I keep thinking about it and it is weighing very heavy on my heart. I keep trying to push it to the back of my head, but every time I do something happens and there it is again. I hear a song, someone says something to me, etc.

One thing that was a huge part of my experience was my relationships with people. My relationship with everyone I knew changed. I pushed away every friend I had. I didn’t want to be loved because I didn’t feel love. Part of my healing process was an evaluation of friendship. So it is no surprise to me that with this so fresh on my mind once again so is the issue of friendship.

I find the friendship relationship so interesting. I have a very outgoing personality. I make friends pretty easily. I have dozens of “friends”. I could name at least 20 friends I could invite to go have coffee with me right now. We would have a great time and have great conversation. However, I often times find myself feeling very alone. Seems strange, right?

I have been really questioning who of those 20 or so friends are actually friends. Who actually cares about me? Who can I actually count on? What a difference there is in face value friendships and true friendships. I just don’t think we tell each other often enough how much our friendships mean to us.

This past month I have had three friends show me what my friendship means to them. I don’t think they even know how much their small act meant. One friend reconfirmed what I have always known, but needed to hear. Over the course of the last five years we have gotten busy in our daily lives and we rarely ever talk and I haven’t seen her in almost a year. Yet, she reminded me that no matter what I need she would drop everything for me and that she loves me.

Another friend, whom I absolutely adore, did drop everything and let me come to her house and cry on her couch for hours about the most ridiculous thing. She didn’t treat me like I was crazy (which at the time I was a crazy emotional mess), she didn’t judge me afterwards and she gave me exactly what I needed. She listened and made me feel loved.

My third example is probably the simplest act of showing friendship, but one that made me so happy. I have a friend that I met several years ago at church. She and I hit it off fairly quickly. She is outgoing, fun, independent and every bit of the strong-willed person that I am. We talked every day and I was at her house as much as I was at mine. We had a fun friendship and everything went great until life got in the way. We got busy and allowed lots of things big and small to get in the middle of our relationship. Several months passed and we got to where we barely talked. Recently I got the opportunity to spend some time with her. We had a blast, but that is not what meant so much to me. The time I got to spend with her was so important to me because we picked up right where we left off. It showed me that no matter how many months had passed, we are friends and nothing else matters.

I am not going to lie, I wrote this blog post for the same reason I write most of my blog post-to process my own thoughts. I use my blog as my own personal dairy a lot. Probably more than I should. However, I am actually posting this post(not just saving it in my drafts like the thousands of others that I write and have enough sense not to post) because I want something from you. I want you to think of a way to show your friends how much they mean to you. I think we are all so good to let people know how much the mean to us when things are tough, but we don’t take the time to let people know what they mean to us on a daily basis. You really never know what tomorrow might bring-so do it today.

Complete personal note: Melissa Basham you know this blog post is so not for you! You are the sweetest most caring person I have ever met. You always take the time to show people what they mean to you and I feel so blessed to have you as a friend! I look up to you and wish I was half as thoughtful as you are!