If you know me, like really know me well, then you know that I don't cry much. If you go to a sad movie with me, and you are crying your eyes out, don't expect me to share the watery eyes. I just don't cry. I blame this on my past life. I ran out of tears in my past life. I cried and cried and cried, and then one day I decided I was done crying, and I moved on with my life. I usually crack jokes in sad movies, so you probably don't want to go to them with me. Just ask my friend Natalie. I had her rolling in laughter once when we watched The Titanic. Also, my favorite pastime as a child was crying. My brother nicknamed me "WH" which stood for Whiney Hiney. I'm pretty sure this nickname scarred me for life. The sad thing is that whenever he called me this name, I cried harder. I'm not completely against whining to get my way now, it can be pretty affective, but I don't see much point in crying. Not to mention, it's not very pretty.
Now, all that leads up to today, the day that I (along with help from a few of my great friends) picked out wedding music. I downloaded the songs on my phone and put on my headphones. Next thing I know, there's liquid rolling down my face. What is this?! My face was leaking. It wasn't an ugly cry, luckily I was able to stop it before my mascara ran or before a coworker noticed, but nevertheless, there were tears.
Those songs make it all so real. Yes, I know it's been real, and it's real soon too. But today it hit me. The man that I spent hours/days/years praying for, the man that I dreamed up in my mind, he was going to be standing at the end of the aisle waiting on me. I'm pretty sure at that point, I will see no one else. So forgive me if I don't look around the room and smile, because in that moment, nothing will matter. Just me and him.
My goal is to get FH to cry. I have big hopes. And he said he would bring Visine to make it look like he is crying if I really want him to. I mean a fake cry is better than no cry at all, right?! I desperately hope that the photographer gets a pic of him the moment he sees me, so I can overanalyze it later. But just in case she misses it, and you are in the "crowd", just snap a quick photo for me please. We can photoshop tears in later. Gotta love technology.
I'll probably have to talk to myself while I am walking down the aisle also. So if you see my lips moving, just ignore that. I might look like I am chanting curses on everyone, but that will not be the case. I know I will have to remind myself to walk slowly. I don't walk slowly anywhere. I'm a mom of twins, give me a break! I'm always in a hurry! And I will be in a huge hurry to get to my man, I'm tempted to get someone to hold a video camera and a stopwatch and time me, I'll carry my bouquet in a football hold. We can post it on Youtube and some other bride can try to top my pace. Everything is a competition in my life, don't you know?
Kate and Alex are walking me down the aisle. I'm excited about this. But poor Alex, she thinks the world revolves around her. I'm okay with tripping her if she starts acting like it is her show. I know that sounds harsh, but I have one free Bridezilla card and I haven't used it yet. Don't worry, I will help her up, and totally act like I have no idea how it happened. **Please note, if you are reading this when you are older Alex, I'm only joking. So if you actually fall down, I had nothing to do with it. Honest.**
I hope I don't have crocodile tears on the day of my wedding. There are no pockets in my wedding dress to hold a hankerchief. Not that I own a hankerchief. Nor am I really sure if I am spelling it correctly. Nevertheless, if I do cry, it will soon be forgotten by all. You know how I know? The bouquet toss will be epic. That is what people will leave my wedding talking about. You see, I have several friends that are close to the engagement point, but not there yet. It's normal for a bride in her early 20s to have lots of single friends, but we are all a bit more mature than that. Totally planned it that way, we were all working on our successful careers of course. I'm pretty sure there will be a brawl when I throw that thing. I can't wait to see how it goes down. I might even make sure I have a bonus one in order to stop a fight if there is one. What a fun time that will be!
I can't wait to be Mrs Michael Young!!!
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May 22, 2012
Pre-Marriage Counseling Round One
Ok so pre-marriage counseling round one. I love it! at first it was slightly awkward. I mean we barely even know the guy. He just told us how we should make God the basis for our relationship and then if we both put God first then we will be second to each other. That our marriage could be as successful as we wanted it to but that there would be ups and downs and we would have to work hard at it. THEN, out of the blue, he turns to me and says "So, Lora, tell me. Why Michael? Of all the men in the world, why him?" I was so thrown off! up until then, he had been doing all the talking and we were just listening. And I really was expecting him first to ask us how we met and stuff like that. so I was put on the spot. I gave a not stellar answer. If it were an interview, I wouldn't have been hired. Lol Then came FH. He nailed it. He would have gotten the job and a promotion with bonus pay. (and I probably would have slapped him on the butt if I were the interviewer since he was just so cute because he was nervous) He started off by talking about how he was 33, never married, no kids. He said he had several different serious relationships (I started getting nervous with him bringing up old girlfriends. Lol) but that he always knew none of those girls were right for him. He never even thought about forever with them. He said he had always heard that when you meet the "right one" you would know it, but he never really thought that was true. But he knew from the beginning that I was perfect for him. That he never wanted to spend another second, another minute of any day without me. That I was his absolute best friend in the whole wide world and he wanted to share everything with me. He said a few other things that I can't really remember, it was like a well rehearsed speech that almost brought tears to my eyes (and that's tough to do!). I knew all of the things that he said. He had told them all to me before. But I guess for him to say it in front of a witness was just amazing. Next time, I'm taking my tape recorder.
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May 14, 2012
Mother's Day
Of all the moms in the world, I am so grateful that God handpicked the perfect one for me. She is the perfect mom. Sometimes I have a difficult time believing that we are actually related since she looks well put together even if you catch her on a bad day, never loses her patience, and I don't believe in all of my almost 30 years that I have ever heard her raise her voice. Yep, I'm definately my father's child. But I love her nevertheless. She is the perfect role model and I hope that one day I can "grow up" to be just like her. Cute clothes and all. Until then, she is a very dependable grandma and she helps me in all shapes, forms, and fashions whenever I need her (which is pretty stinkin' often!).
Of all the kids in the world, I think mine are the coolest. I'm not even biased at all. Everyone always tells me how hilarious K&A are. I think I take them for granted sometimes because not a day goes by that I don't LOL at them.....so I don't really know what it's like to not have mini-me's around to laugh at. They can drive me nuts, make me want to pull out my hair, and then cuddle up and love on me all within minutes. Many, many times I think to myself that if I could just have 5 minutes alone, that I would be okay. If I could just take a nice long bath, or perhaps go to the bathroom without one of them banging on the door, I would survive the day. But then when I get the 5 minutes alone, the silence is not all it is made out to be. I CANNOT imagine my life without the craziness that is K&A. I look forward to every day that I spend with them and I love watching them grow into little ladies, well, little tomboys anyways.
Here's my mothers day presents from FH and the girls!
I'm so excited about laying out in my new chair!! And to spend my gift card that Alex insisted that she get me (smart girl). Unfortunately the candy they bought me is already gone......
My FH is the best man I know. I prayed for him. We are talking serious prayers, laying in the dark in my bed in the middle of the night before I could fall asleep kind of prayers. I always knew he was out there somewhere, and that he would find me eventually. It's been two and a half years, and I still get butterflies when I see his name on my phone. I still can't get enough of him, find myself staring at him while I'm suppose to be watching TV. I love that man more than I ever thought possible. Love, Love, Love. He is the perfect amount of everything that I ever wanted in a man, and it just so happens that he loves me in return too. :)
This is why my Mother's day was the best ever! I am so lucky and so blessed. Now, about that baby fever.......
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Of all the kids in the world, I think mine are the coolest. I'm not even biased at all. Everyone always tells me how hilarious K&A are. I think I take them for granted sometimes because not a day goes by that I don't LOL at them.....so I don't really know what it's like to not have mini-me's around to laugh at. They can drive me nuts, make me want to pull out my hair, and then cuddle up and love on me all within minutes. Many, many times I think to myself that if I could just have 5 minutes alone, that I would be okay. If I could just take a nice long bath, or perhaps go to the bathroom without one of them banging on the door, I would survive the day. But then when I get the 5 minutes alone, the silence is not all it is made out to be. I CANNOT imagine my life without the craziness that is K&A. I look forward to every day that I spend with them and I love watching them grow into little ladies, well, little tomboys anyways.
Here's my mothers day presents from FH and the girls!
I'm so excited about laying out in my new chair!! And to spend my gift card that Alex insisted that she get me (smart girl). Unfortunately the candy they bought me is already gone......
My FH is the best man I know. I prayed for him. We are talking serious prayers, laying in the dark in my bed in the middle of the night before I could fall asleep kind of prayers. I always knew he was out there somewhere, and that he would find me eventually. It's been two and a half years, and I still get butterflies when I see his name on my phone. I still can't get enough of him, find myself staring at him while I'm suppose to be watching TV. I love that man more than I ever thought possible. Love, Love, Love. He is the perfect amount of everything that I ever wanted in a man, and it just so happens that he loves me in return too. :)
This is why my Mother's day was the best ever! I am so lucky and so blessed. Now, about that baby fever.......
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May 6, 2012
Home Sweet Home
I've waited a really long time to be a homeowner. I can't believe all my dreams are finally coming true.....and in less than 2 months, I'll have a new husband to go along with the new house. I honestly can't remember a time in my life when I was happier.
If you have ever lived in an apartment, then you can appreciate the weekend that I've had.
FH and I had our first cookout Friday night, just the two of us. We've been together for about 2&1/2 years but we've never grilled out together. So we considered this like our third date. And let me just say, FH cooked me a mean steak! It was great! We sat out on our back patio and just enjoyed every second of it. I look forward to many, many more cookouts with him! :)
Saturday, we cut grass. This doesn't sound exciting.....but it was for us because we've both been looking forward to having our own yard to take care of!
We have a wedding coming up, and those aren't cheap, neither are houses. Needless to say we have been pinching our pennies and doing what we can to save. So when it came time to buy a new lawn mower, of course FH- being a man and all- wanted a big ole expensive riding lawn mower. Me, being cheap and having grown up with yard/fields so huge that a tractor was used to cut them, insisted on a cheap push mower because our yard isnt THAT big. It's great exercise, plus it will give me a chance to work on my tan and give us something to do together. So FH said we could get a push mower if I cut the grass while he weedeated (I'm not sure that word even sounds right!). So, that was our deal.
Yesterday evening, I started to mow and FH started to weedeat. Little did I know, he'd be finished about 5 minutes later!! Apparently, his job was tiny and mine was huge!
I look over as I'm slaving away in the yard, and this is what I see:
Not only did the man come outside to gloat and silently think "I told you so", but he brought a chair to watch me and even a cold beverage to cool himself off after his exhausting 3 minutes of cutting weeds! If looks could kill, he would have been hurting! He's enjoying himself, smiling even, and instead of holding a cold beverage, this is what my hands were doing:
My hands still hurt today too! And did I mention that we didn't cut grass until too late in the evening for me to even get a tan? Not to mention, yes it was great exercise but we stuffed our faces with Mexican food for Cinco de Mayo! So the exercise was cancelled out!
I'm ready for the next time we cut grass. I'm doing it in the sun, with my headphones, and then not stuffing my face afterwards. Lesson well learned.
And the house looked pretty amazing when we got finished, if I do say so myself!
**Please note, no FHes were harmed in this post. He did, in fact, get out of his chair and cut half the yard with me, like a good little future husband. I guess he got tired of the evil glares I was sending his way.***
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If you have ever lived in an apartment, then you can appreciate the weekend that I've had.
FH and I had our first cookout Friday night, just the two of us. We've been together for about 2&1/2 years but we've never grilled out together. So we considered this like our third date. And let me just say, FH cooked me a mean steak! It was great! We sat out on our back patio and just enjoyed every second of it. I look forward to many, many more cookouts with him! :)
Saturday, we cut grass. This doesn't sound exciting.....but it was for us because we've both been looking forward to having our own yard to take care of!
We have a wedding coming up, and those aren't cheap, neither are houses. Needless to say we have been pinching our pennies and doing what we can to save. So when it came time to buy a new lawn mower, of course FH- being a man and all- wanted a big ole expensive riding lawn mower. Me, being cheap and having grown up with yard/fields so huge that a tractor was used to cut them, insisted on a cheap push mower because our yard isnt THAT big. It's great exercise, plus it will give me a chance to work on my tan and give us something to do together. So FH said we could get a push mower if I cut the grass while he weedeated (I'm not sure that word even sounds right!). So, that was our deal.
Yesterday evening, I started to mow and FH started to weedeat. Little did I know, he'd be finished about 5 minutes later!! Apparently, his job was tiny and mine was huge!
I look over as I'm slaving away in the yard, and this is what I see:
Not only did the man come outside to gloat and silently think "I told you so", but he brought a chair to watch me and even a cold beverage to cool himself off after his exhausting 3 minutes of cutting weeds! If looks could kill, he would have been hurting! He's enjoying himself, smiling even, and instead of holding a cold beverage, this is what my hands were doing:
My hands still hurt today too! And did I mention that we didn't cut grass until too late in the evening for me to even get a tan? Not to mention, yes it was great exercise but we stuffed our faces with Mexican food for Cinco de Mayo! So the exercise was cancelled out!
I'm ready for the next time we cut grass. I'm doing it in the sun, with my headphones, and then not stuffing my face afterwards. Lesson well learned.
And the house looked pretty amazing when we got finished, if I do say so myself!
**Please note, no FHes were harmed in this post. He did, in fact, get out of his chair and cut half the yard with me, like a good little future husband. I guess he got tired of the evil glares I was sending his way.***
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Apr 20, 2012
Sleepwalking
So, we have all been tired lately. Getting home late and staying busy has left us with no time to rest. Last night, around midnight, Alex came running into my room. First off, it scared me to death. Not having a man in the house at night of course always makes me think the boogie man is gonna come get us in our sleep. Second, I asked her what she was doing and she said she had to go to the bathroom. And then she proceeded to walk into my closet, turn on the light, and shut the door. Of course, I yelled, "Alex, that's the closet not the bathroom!" and she came back out and went into the bathroom without saying a word.
Like I said.....we all could use a little more sleep lately. Hopefully we can catch up this weekend! Pin It Now!
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Apr 19, 2012
Life with the StYoungs
When I told my friend that I finally wrote a blog, her first response was "That must have been a long blog, you have a lot to catch up on!" So this one's for you J.....
Lots has been happening 'round these parts. Blogging has taken a backseat to work, softball, kickboxing, school, wedding planning, and house buying/packing. Not necessarily in that order. We have been busy to say the least. So, here is an update on us, The StYoungs.
-Kate and Alex are old. 9 years, to be exact. somewhere along the way, my babies stopped being babies anymore. well, usually, they still have baby moments when they are tired or don't get their way
-In case you didn't know, I'm getting married!!!! (What, have you been living under a rock somewhere? This is the best news since those new "put your own toppings on your yogurt" stores. Well, to us it is, anyways.) There is sooooooo much to do for the wedding and it is fast approaching. We have a little less than two months left to get EVERYTHING done and I wish I was one of those girls that lost weight just because they were stressed. So not me.
-Softball. We love softball at our house. It's one of our favorite sports. But we play softball in Atoka, and we live in Cordova. Sometimes our games are as late as starting at 7:30. Which means we have about 2 hours before the game starts without being able to go home and then a late night drive home. Not to mention, I do have to make sure K&A bathe every now and again, and sometimes I make them do their homework. Well, ok, I guess I always make them do that. We have been very creative lately though......who says you can't do your homework on the way to school in the morning? I mean, why not take advantage of that 35ish minutes of free time in the car??
-Work. It's pretty busy. Boy do I miss the good ole days when I had nothing to do at work except check facebook and email my friends! Now, life at work is slightly different.....I actually work. Crazy, I know. My supervisor recently got a new job and so I have been swamped. Luckily, I love my job so it's not bad, but it sure is busy.
-We bought a house. Yes, you read that right. I'm in search of some camo shorts for FH because we are moving to Tipton County!! Finally. After about a year of searching for a house, we finally found the perfect one. And the timing couldn't be better. We were just about to give up the search and focus on the wedding, but now the girls and I can get all moved in and it will only be a month before FH will have a ring on his finger and a permanent spot in our garage.
-Packing. I've been slowly packing as much as I can. So, we can't ever find anything. And right when I packed up all of our warm clothes, it got cold again. Sorry about that coldfront that came through, that was obviously my fault for jinxing us all.
-Kickboxing. My friends and I bought a groupon for a month of unlimited kickboxing. It's great! I love it. I can feel the pain and I can see a difference. I almost thought that I should make a career change and become a lady kickboxer (do they even exist?) but then I realized that if I ever actually got punched in the face then I would probably squeal like a little girl. So, I'll just stick to my desk job. We have been going to a lot of classes. It's funny, because we are all 5 accountants. Obviously I am not your stereotypical accountant, I like people and I'm never actually very quiet and my best friends aren't numbers. But we are all now kickboxing accountants. With handwrap and boxing gloves and bruises and 5 AM wake up times. It's gonna be pretty sad when our month ends. I'm gonna ask Santa Clause for a punching bag this year. Or just see if FH will let me kick him every once in awhile.
So, there you go. That's what's been happening with the StYoungs. :-)
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Lots has been happening 'round these parts. Blogging has taken a backseat to work, softball, kickboxing, school, wedding planning, and house buying/packing. Not necessarily in that order. We have been busy to say the least. So, here is an update on us, The StYoungs.
-Kate and Alex are old. 9 years, to be exact. somewhere along the way, my babies stopped being babies anymore. well, usually, they still have baby moments when they are tired or don't get their way
-In case you didn't know, I'm getting married!!!! (What, have you been living under a rock somewhere? This is the best news since those new "put your own toppings on your yogurt" stores. Well, to us it is, anyways.) There is sooooooo much to do for the wedding and it is fast approaching. We have a little less than two months left to get EVERYTHING done and I wish I was one of those girls that lost weight just because they were stressed. So not me.
-Softball. We love softball at our house. It's one of our favorite sports. But we play softball in Atoka, and we live in Cordova. Sometimes our games are as late as starting at 7:30. Which means we have about 2 hours before the game starts without being able to go home and then a late night drive home. Not to mention, I do have to make sure K&A bathe every now and again, and sometimes I make them do their homework. Well, ok, I guess I always make them do that. We have been very creative lately though......who says you can't do your homework on the way to school in the morning? I mean, why not take advantage of that 35ish minutes of free time in the car??
-Work. It's pretty busy. Boy do I miss the good ole days when I had nothing to do at work except check facebook and email my friends! Now, life at work is slightly different.....I actually work. Crazy, I know. My supervisor recently got a new job and so I have been swamped. Luckily, I love my job so it's not bad, but it sure is busy.
-We bought a house. Yes, you read that right. I'm in search of some camo shorts for FH because we are moving to Tipton County!! Finally. After about a year of searching for a house, we finally found the perfect one. And the timing couldn't be better. We were just about to give up the search and focus on the wedding, but now the girls and I can get all moved in and it will only be a month before FH will have a ring on his finger and a permanent spot in our garage.
-Packing. I've been slowly packing as much as I can. So, we can't ever find anything. And right when I packed up all of our warm clothes, it got cold again. Sorry about that coldfront that came through, that was obviously my fault for jinxing us all.
-Kickboxing. My friends and I bought a groupon for a month of unlimited kickboxing. It's great! I love it. I can feel the pain and I can see a difference. I almost thought that I should make a career change and become a lady kickboxer (do they even exist?) but then I realized that if I ever actually got punched in the face then I would probably squeal like a little girl. So, I'll just stick to my desk job. We have been going to a lot of classes. It's funny, because we are all 5 accountants. Obviously I am not your stereotypical accountant, I like people and I'm never actually very quiet and my best friends aren't numbers. But we are all now kickboxing accountants. With handwrap and boxing gloves and bruises and 5 AM wake up times. It's gonna be pretty sad when our month ends. I'm gonna ask Santa Clause for a punching bag this year. Or just see if FH will let me kick him every once in awhile.
So, there you go. That's what's been happening with the StYoungs. :-)
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Say you have a daughter......
Imagine for a second that you have a daughter. Actually make that two daughters, both in 3rd grade, and both kind of look alike. They could even be twins. Now pretend like one of those daughters was really brave. And now combine that brave attitude with an extreme case of boy crazy. Imagine said daughter decided at the ripe old age of 9 that she was ready to date. Imagine that she went so far as to write a note to a boy that she likes and she asked for your permission to give it to him. What would you do?
Me? I said "Ask your Daddy."
This seemed like the appropriate response to me.
If I were a true blogger (which obviously I'm not since I haven't posted in months), I would have probably taken a picture of the note. But I couldn't do it because I didn't need the world/all 4 of my readers to know the name of the boy that she likes. I can describe it to you though. It was all folded up like a note, think back to 5th grade and how you passed notes (apparently she is more mature than I was because I know I never passed a note to a boy in 3rd grade-or maybe I just can't remember that far back), when you open it up, it said really large "DO YOU LIKE ME!". That part was kind of cute but then when you flip it over, it said "ME OR (INSERT ANOTHER LITTLE GIRL'S NAME HERE)?". This is when I was a bit shocked. She's 9 and her cute little innocent note was basically saying make a decision, it's me or her. Make your decision so I can move on with my life and stop wasting my time on you or so that we can start going on dates and live happily ever after, just decide already.
This is the same child that already tells me she will be rich when she grows up. The one that walks into a jewelry store with us last night to look at wedding rings and picks the most expensive ring in the entire store and announced to the lady that worked there that it would be hers someday. The child that claims she will have a pool boy one day and a rich husband, and she will be famous. And don't forget the pink convertible that she will be driving. The child has big dreams.
And now just imagine, she has a twin sister that is just as boy crazy.
Mothers, hide your sons.
***Please note, if you know my daughter, and you tell her about this blog post, I will deny it. :)*** Pin It Now!
Me? I said "Ask your Daddy."
This seemed like the appropriate response to me.
If I were a true blogger (which obviously I'm not since I haven't posted in months), I would have probably taken a picture of the note. But I couldn't do it because I didn't need the world/all 4 of my readers to know the name of the boy that she likes. I can describe it to you though. It was all folded up like a note, think back to 5th grade and how you passed notes (apparently she is more mature than I was because I know I never passed a note to a boy in 3rd grade-or maybe I just can't remember that far back), when you open it up, it said really large "DO YOU LIKE ME!". That part was kind of cute but then when you flip it over, it said "ME OR (INSERT ANOTHER LITTLE GIRL'S NAME HERE)?". This is when I was a bit shocked. She's 9 and her cute little innocent note was basically saying make a decision, it's me or her. Make your decision so I can move on with my life and stop wasting my time on you or so that we can start going on dates and live happily ever after, just decide already.
This is the same child that already tells me she will be rich when she grows up. The one that walks into a jewelry store with us last night to look at wedding rings and picks the most expensive ring in the entire store and announced to the lady that worked there that it would be hers someday. The child that claims she will have a pool boy one day and a rich husband, and she will be famous. And don't forget the pink convertible that she will be driving. The child has big dreams.
And now just imagine, she has a twin sister that is just as boy crazy.
Mothers, hide your sons.
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