Sunday, August 16, 2009

Me and Hunter's Beach Shower

This weekend I had the joy! of having my first shower with some close friends. They took Hunter's beach nursery theme to heart and we loved it~ This was the tablescape I walked into on Saturday afternoon.

From my gals who know me well...the hostess gift wrapped in a confetti mixture of polka dot and zebra paper! Oh yeah.

~ Hunter, you are famous. The letters of your name were spelled out on this clothesline in beach paper. With onesies in between. You and Everett are going to be twinkies in that little truck cutie. ~

Girls, I thank you from the cockles of my heart. What a fun day! Thanks for going with the beach theme. Much against what you might think, I was surprised by the theme, even though I seemed to have decorated myself in Hawaiian-like flowers myself! Lindy, thank you for your smiles and encouragement... helping bring the theme to the par-tay... for all those shells that really made me smile! Ashley, thank you for opening up your home (a place of so many memories) and your time to make cookies that I will be talking about forever. You made this day so colorful and vibrant. Holly, thank you for being a friend of mine for years and supporting me with joy (and zebra paper). Erin, you are a delight to me~ thank you for encouraging me in so many ways and for always bringing spice and pizazz (I mean, do you see her cool dress?) So, I could have taken pictures with each and every one of you individually (and part of me wishes I had thought of that!), but I see much of myself in Amanda Moore-Jones when she described herself as the girl who missed half of her family vacations because she was the one always behind the camera! Please know you all have a special place in my heart~ and I took pictures yesterday, but sure didn't miss a thing--enjoying time with you all.
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These cupcakes were amazing to gaze at, but also to eat. And yes, those are white chocolate (my fav!) beach shells adorning the tops. And the icing sure does mirror blue ocean water---but tasted like the best butter cream ever.
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More about Beach Shower

Ok, so these cookies were amazing! Ashley Park made these awesome sea sugar creatures...so yummy! Yet, some people could not even eat them because of their cute little faces and delicate detail of delight. I felt so special. Erin and I agreed---the octopus were the favorite...too cute!

The diaper cake, complete with a beach vinette of fun and flipflops!
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Friday, August 14, 2009

28 week check up yesterday!


Well, the glucose test was not the fearful part of the 28-week appointment like I had thought! The scary part was the doctor's look at me after she measured me. The doctor sent me to another ultrasound to check on fluid levels, etc. because I was measuring closer to 24 weeks instead of 28. SEVERAL HOURS later after waiting in the waiting room with the cute Asian girl who couldn't stop dancing because she had to go to the bathroom so bad, we found out that nothing was wrong at all. Praise our Lord!
Apparently, Hunter is just a small baby right now. I have a feeling he's saving his growth for October, saying "Watch out, Mom...here I come!"
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Sunday, August 9, 2009

26 weeks



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Hilton and Why Did He Ask ME to do That?

Last Sunday night, I came home to an open bag. Josh was holding my snake skin bag (which I knew was not for him), and he said hurriedly, "pack up your stuff for one night." Oh- this had to be good. Or not. I told him this could mean one of two things-- either he was fed up with my pregnancy- mania-avoiding-all-chemicals-at-all cost and he was kicking me out for a night :) , or we were going on a mini-vacay. Much to my pleasure, we were going to the Hilton. Josh said he thought it would be fun, since he knew the paint fumes from the decorating were, in fact, giving me a headache. What a sweetie!


We arrived pretty late. Josh unloaded our luggage and sent me to check-in while he parked. Famous last words-- "Courtney, if you wouldn't mind, ask them if they have any free upgrades." With that, he gave me his credit card and said he'd be right back. I went up to the desk and met a young, blonde woman with a European accent. She welcomed me, and asked where Josh was (since his name was on the card), and politely answered my questions about the free upgrades with "We do not have complimentary upgrades, you will have to pay for one." Hmmm. That is what I was asking for, was it not? No, thank you. Josh came in a couple of minutes later. Thank goodness, because they needed him to process the credit card.

But the whole time I am waiting, I am thinking to myself--- why did he ask me to ask about the upgrade? Sure, it was nice to be believed in--like I could do things as well as he does in this area. If you didn't know better, you'd think Josh was related to my paternal grandfather --and I'm talking closer than by marriage ties. You see, my grandfather, Jack, a Baptist preacher, thinks that Sears always has a red carpet entrance, because that is what is displayed when he walks in. He steps foot in a Sears store, with no lie, a tool that is decades old, in his hands and they start throwing money at him like they forgot to pay their tithe at church and want to make it up to him! It's crazy--this happens to him all the time....and with Josh, many times, the same things happens~ Many free upgrades we have gotten with the simple question he asks.

So when he comes in, he respects my whisper that it didn't work, and does not try it for himself. HOWEVER, he steps up to the counter and the European accent pipes up, "You have stayed with us before right?" Josh gets a funny look on his face because he knows how THIS appears. I just stare at him to see what comes next. He said, "Actually, I've never stayed here before." The blonde girl was just so sure he was a regular. "Are you sure? You look so familiar!" Ok, so if I didn't think about it while I was waiting for him, I sure thought of it now....why didn't HE ask for the free upgrade????

Then an even funnier thing happened which is so bizarre, it is really one of those you would have had to have been there moments. The previously staunch blonde and her friend start laughing after another guy they work with is shocked at a piece of paper he picks up. He was in his 30's-- seemed like a pretty together businessman. The two ladies are cracking up. He apologizes to me, because at this time I am staring at him. He holds up the sheet of paper for me to see---it's an 8 1/2 x 11 black and white portrait of owls. He goes on to say, "I'm terribly afraid of owls, and they know it. They try to get me all the time. I really was scared this time." WEIRD. I feel like I am in the twilight zone, except I am very aware of time and space in the respect of organizing all of my one-liners to tease the supposed Hilton frequent flyer when we get to our room.

Then the poor bellman is still patiently holding our luggage all this time (yes, luggage, even though it was only one night!) He agrees to take it up to our room. Rather, he INSISTS. He then asks Josh and me how our long travel was today. Since we really just went down the street to get there (literally less than a mile), Josh just smiled and said "it was fine."

It was lovely. White down comforter with satin pinstripes. A clean, fresh room. We had less than 8 hours to be out of there. But it was blissful, nonetheless. Leaving early in the morning reminded me of my dear friend Ashley and her tales of leaving the Houstonian early on Saturday morning when she goes to stay with her husband, Tae, as he works on his MBA program. You know what I mean, Ashley.

Funny stories, at least they were in the "wee small hours of the morning." And oh, if you need someone to ask about getting something free or on discount, or need to return something you bought twenty years ago and it's now rusted, ask Josh or Jack---not me. Because, truth be told, in between last Sunday and this post, he asked and got a discount at the mall and he got hundreds of dollars off a labeled "no-haggle" auction item. I tell you, I just don't have the charm. But if you can't beat them, marry them!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

3 months to go!

This pic is of me at 24 weeks--a few weeks ago. Hunter is growing!

A Note to My Baby~

Dear Hunter~ We only have three months to go until we see your beautiful face! We have been singing you to at night. To celebrate the 3 month countdown I'll post my favorite song to sing to you:

It's about time we met,
It's about time I say I love you,
It's about time you know,
Just how much we care

And I can't wait to hold you in my arms and dream of the day,
When you finally know,
Jesus loves you all the way.....

Love, Mom
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