Last week, I started the day with my usual morning routine. AKA, hit the snooze button a couple times, reluctantly rolled out of bed, put on a hoodie/glasses/uggs and took Cleo out to do her business. I had a conference call this particular morning and was trying to rush her along.
But this morning was different. As Cleo was taking her sweet time, an old man in a truck pulled up to our back fence and called me over to him. He was VERY old but being the paranoid female I am, I explained that I was patiently waiting for my dog to do her deeds and needed to stay put (AKA far away from the fence).
This man then explained that he grew up in our house in 1925. Our house was built in 1923 which means he was born 2 years later. He went into detail about how his parents paid $3100 for the house/property. He said the neighbors were all upset because the street behind our house used to be a "through street" until our house got in the way.
He also explained how they had a cow and told me where the pastures were when he was a kid. At this point, he got a phone call and asked to be excused for a second. I looked down at my own phone to realize my conference call was starting and had to rush inside. I immediately told J to go out and try to talk to him but by the time J went out, the old man had driven off.
That was such a fun and rare blessing! I wish I could have talked to him longer and asked more questions. I also wish he could have come inside and told us how the house had changed.
I know the basement wasn't built until 1932.... 9 years after they built the main floor. This is a piece of newspaper we found in the woodwork when we ripped out the stairs.
I also wish I could know more about the original kitchen. We still have the remnants of the brick stove area in our kitchen but the chimney has been removed.
I hope he stops back by sometime. I really would like to know more about our little home and her history :)
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
15 years and counting
J and I were able to make it home for a mid-October visit to see a good friend get hitched. Emily and I have been friends since 7th grade. Like any friend, we've had our ups and downs over the years but I love that we have become closer this past year. Living in a state outside of where I grew up is hard sometimes. It's hard to constantly meet people who have known my husband since childhood and have all these awesome stories and not have ANY of those people for me. I think there is a certain, unspoken comfort from being around people that have seen you through various stages in your life. They were there through the awkward years, the teenage angst, the first heartbreak, the wild streak, the idiot decisions, etc.
Emily and I always bonded over music. We would find a new song we liked and write down the lyrics. Then we would stick the new song in eachother's locker in between classes. We'd analyze the song by trying to decide what the artist was meaning and then what it meant to us. Dorky? Sure. But this went on for ages! Even now, we sometimes will text a song to eachother to debate. We'd drive around for hours listening to new music and even skipped class to go get Janet Jackson's new album. We spent a whole drive to Dallas listening to 2 songs on repeat: "Come a Little Closer" by Dierks Bentley and "Over my Head" by the Fray.
Whenever we used to visit Oklahoma, I would try to pack in a million visits, lunches, coffee dates, beer talks as possible. J and I would end up running around on a strict time schedule and would leave us exhausted and stressed for the entire visit. We changed that with the last two visits... we just focused on family with a few friends scattered in. And, it equals the perfect visit!
We landed on Thursday around 3pm and drove to Norman. We bought new OU shirts, cruised around my old campus/sorority stomping grounds and ate dinner with my parents at an Italian restaurant in downtown Norman. We finished the evening by watching a movie in my parent's movie room. It was perfect and relaxing.
Friday, J went to the driving range with my dad so I met a friend from high school for coffee. It was SO much fun just sitting on the patio and giggling/talking about everything. I told her while we were there that I was really impressed with who she has become. I feel like she is finally content in her own skin. It was nice to see such confidence and beauty radiating from her. She is finally who she wants to be and you can tell. We sat on that patio for TWO hours and it was perfect.
We then met up with my sister, her hubby and this cute little lady...
After some delicious sushi, we retired back to the house where we talked and hung out for the rest of the night.
Saturday was family pictures and visiting with one of my cousins and her cute fam. That evening we went to the lovely wedding of Mrs. Clark ;) It was a beautiful ceremony and I was thrilled to be asked to read a prayer during it. The reception was gorgeous and everything I expected she would want. I laughed and danced and ate and drank with my high school girls, my parents and my wonderful husband. (Bless him for listening to all of our silly high school stories and jokes).
Sunday morning we rushed off to the airport and I couldn't help but think how much I loved this visit. I loved spending so much time with my niece. Loved laughing and catching up with my family. Loved getting to see my cousin. Loved getting to celebrate a special day with some of my best friends. And I loved enjoying my hometown. Just soaking in the beauty and the changes. I relished in being around friends who I've known for 15 years and have been right beside me for the events that made me who I am.
Emily and I always bonded over music. We would find a new song we liked and write down the lyrics. Then we would stick the new song in eachother's locker in between classes. We'd analyze the song by trying to decide what the artist was meaning and then what it meant to us. Dorky? Sure. But this went on for ages! Even now, we sometimes will text a song to eachother to debate. We'd drive around for hours listening to new music and even skipped class to go get Janet Jackson's new album. We spent a whole drive to Dallas listening to 2 songs on repeat: "Come a Little Closer" by Dierks Bentley and "Over my Head" by the Fray.
Music is our thing.
Whenever we used to visit Oklahoma, I would try to pack in a million visits, lunches, coffee dates, beer talks as possible. J and I would end up running around on a strict time schedule and would leave us exhausted and stressed for the entire visit. We changed that with the last two visits... we just focused on family with a few friends scattered in. And, it equals the perfect visit!
We landed on Thursday around 3pm and drove to Norman. We bought new OU shirts, cruised around my old campus/sorority stomping grounds and ate dinner with my parents at an Italian restaurant in downtown Norman. We finished the evening by watching a movie in my parent's movie room. It was perfect and relaxing.
Friday, J went to the driving range with my dad so I met a friend from high school for coffee. It was SO much fun just sitting on the patio and giggling/talking about everything. I told her while we were there that I was really impressed with who she has become. I feel like she is finally content in her own skin. It was nice to see such confidence and beauty radiating from her. She is finally who she wants to be and you can tell. We sat on that patio for TWO hours and it was perfect.
We then met up with my sister, her hubby and this cute little lady...
After some delicious sushi, we retired back to the house where we talked and hung out for the rest of the night.
Saturday was family pictures and visiting with one of my cousins and her cute fam. That evening we went to the lovely wedding of Mrs. Clark ;) It was a beautiful ceremony and I was thrilled to be asked to read a prayer during it. The reception was gorgeous and everything I expected she would want. I laughed and danced and ate and drank with my high school girls, my parents and my wonderful husband. (Bless him for listening to all of our silly high school stories and jokes).
Sunday morning we rushed off to the airport and I couldn't help but think how much I loved this visit. I loved spending so much time with my niece. Loved laughing and catching up with my family. Loved getting to see my cousin. Loved getting to celebrate a special day with some of my best friends. And I loved enjoying my hometown. Just soaking in the beauty and the changes. I relished in being around friends who I've known for 15 years and have been right beside me for the events that made me who I am.
I can't wait 'til Christmas! I already know that visit will feel too short.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Cleo Crisis
So those of you who live in Utah and read my blog, which I'm pretty sure is only Charissa ;), know how much I adore this little lady.....
To say Cleo is my pride and joy is an understatement. Working from home means that she spends my entire work day snoozing on my lap, running after her toys I've tossed, or perched on our window barking at strangers.
After J's show on Saturday night, we came home to a VERY sick pup. We gave her a bath and hoped the worst was over. I had bought a new brand of rawhide chews and figured they upset her stomach so I tossed them and thought that was that.
After continued problems through Monday night, I promptly took her to the vet Tuesday morning. They said she had a bacterial infection and gave her a shot. They gave me some pills to give her over the next week and said to call them if she doesn't start improving. I paid my money and walked her out to the car....
By the time we reached my car and I sat down, she stopped moving. She was just standing on the seat with her eyes closed. I tried to move her but she was rock solid. I got her to my lap but she still had her eyes closed, was completely unresponsive, and had shallow breathing. I rushed her back inside and the doctor noticed her gums had turned bright white. He rushed her off to a nurse to give her some shots and asked lots of questions. Turns out she was allergic to the shot they had given her so they quickly had to counteract her allergy. The doctor said it was only the 2nd time in 30 years that he had seen such a reaction.
It was scary. They kept her for observation and told me to go home until they knew something more. I was a MESS. I paced around my house crying until J got home. They called and said she had recovered and that they think she was ready to be taken home. I can't even tell you how relieved I was.
Long day but this little girl is finally on the mend...
To say Cleo is my pride and joy is an understatement. Working from home means that she spends my entire work day snoozing on my lap, running after her toys I've tossed, or perched on our window barking at strangers.
I spend ALL day with this little lady!
After J's show on Saturday night, we came home to a VERY sick pup. We gave her a bath and hoped the worst was over. I had bought a new brand of rawhide chews and figured they upset her stomach so I tossed them and thought that was that.
After continued problems through Monday night, I promptly took her to the vet Tuesday morning. They said she had a bacterial infection and gave her a shot. They gave me some pills to give her over the next week and said to call them if she doesn't start improving. I paid my money and walked her out to the car....
By the time we reached my car and I sat down, she stopped moving. She was just standing on the seat with her eyes closed. I tried to move her but she was rock solid. I got her to my lap but she still had her eyes closed, was completely unresponsive, and had shallow breathing. I rushed her back inside and the doctor noticed her gums had turned bright white. He rushed her off to a nurse to give her some shots and asked lots of questions. Turns out she was allergic to the shot they had given her so they quickly had to counteract her allergy. The doctor said it was only the 2nd time in 30 years that he had seen such a reaction.
It was scary. They kept her for observation and told me to go home until they knew something more. I was a MESS. I paced around my house crying until J got home. They called and said she had recovered and that they think she was ready to be taken home. I can't even tell you how relieved I was.
Long day but this little girl is finally on the mend...
I love you, Cleo :)
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
"Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." — Steve Jobs
"Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it." - Steve Jobs
The world has lost a great innovator and truly remarkable man. If you have a chance, please go watch "The Pixar Story" - just one more amazing thing that he left us.
Rest in Peace Steve Jobs.
"Death is very likely the best invention of life. All pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure, these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important." - SJ
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