Historic Natchez, Mississippi

This weekend Steven and I had the privilege of staying in Natchez Mississippi for a marriage retreat in the Natchez Grand Hotel.  I am so refreshed, renewed and invigorated from the beautiful architecture, lovely gardens, cool junk places to shop, the hip stores and coffee hangouts and also from the wonderful time spent amongst friends.  Here are a few snapshots from the weekend.

The only scary part was Snuggie. You would have had to have been there in order to understand this element of the weekend!  Ha!  I will post a pic and that is all I will say about the matter!


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Currently looking for a four legged furball to add to the family

We bought a little furball (more like a rocket!) last July and he has just wormed his little 11 pound self into our lives.  So, here we are, almost a year later, looking for another little doggy to give a home.  Some pictures of our rambunctious puppy.

What to do with snow?

I want to go for a walk!


All right...little mama will take you



“Make new friends, but keep the old….

…one is silver and the other gold.”  I remember singing that verse in Brownies (you are a Brownie before you are a Girl Scout.  Unfortunately, I did not have the “sharing” spirit, so I never made it to Girl Scouts 🙂  )wondering what in the world it meant.  Unfortunately, it has taken my 23 years to figure it out.

Now that I am an adult, I have found it hard to make and maintain friendships.  Kids are a whole lot more accepting than adults are.  I have always wondered why it was so hard for me?  Do people not like me?  Do I smell funny?  Do I make dumb jokes?  Am I boring to talk to?  These questions have plagued me for years.  Badly enough, it is due to something I have recently figured out.

“Make new friends, but keep the old.”  This is good advice!  I guess through the eyes of a naive teenager, I always thought my friends would be around and that nothing would change if I ever left. Boy, was I wrong!  When I went to college out of state, I did not keep in touch with my friends at home. When I graduated from college, I returned home to find my friends had established separate lives for themselves and moved on.  Since I did not remain in touch with them throughout my college years, I found myself irreversibly ousted from their daily lives and thoughts.  Basically, I had not been a good friend. Looking back, it was quite egotistical (or naive) of me to think that everyone puts their lives on hold waiting for the day I return and pick up our friendship where we left it off.  I found out that it just doesn’t work that way. 

I made quite a few friends in college and I thought these friendships would last a lifetime as well.  These were my silver friends.  When I started college and became immersed in the educational daily grind, I traded my antiquated gold friends for my “new” silver friends.  But, it wasn’t long after I arrived home from college and started a career that my new silver friends also returned to their respective homes, found a job, and continued on with their lives as well…trading me in for their familiar gold friends back home.  They were wiser than I.

So, now I find myself without my silver or gold friends.  What went wrong here?  Recently, I found myself hit with a huge wave of nostalgia, pining for my old friends, my home where I grew up, and anything old and familiar.  Why does life have to be so complicated?  Don’t get me wrong, anyone from Alexandria who is reading this blog, I do like living here and I love my church.  I just miss the good ole days of having those heart to heart conversations with your best friend.  Being able to walk over to your friend’s house, at any given time, and spill your guts on what happened that day.  I miss my friends.  I guess I do have a few friends here.  They are more or less the conversational kind.  Most of the people here have their “gold” friends established already.  They all grew up together and don’t have much more room for “silver” friends.

The good thing, though, is that these wonderful things called MySpace, Facebook, Twitter and blogging were invented and after creating accounts, I have reconnected with quite a few of my “gold” friends.  Now that I am a little older and wiser, I am hoping to be a better friend.  To all of my new silver friends, I hope you will stick around long enough to where one day we can say our friendship is “gold”.  I always have enough room for more friends.  To all of my old “gold” friends, even though this apology is over ten years past due, I am sorry.  I love you all lots!  I miss the good ole days and hope to reconnect with you all and most importantly, I promise not to do it again! Cross my heart!


“What you think of me is none of my business”

Goofy Me

Goofy Me

That is probably the most interesting thought I have heard so far this year.  It is extremely true and a very fresh and fascinating concept.  Actually, I guess it is not THAT fresh.  A book with this title was published in 1988 by Terry Whitaker.  I have not read this book and am not endorsing it, but I definitely admire the title.  We, especially Americans, worry more about what people MAY be thinking about us than enjoying the life and opportunities we have been given.  If you ponder it, this is a very logical concept.  My thoughts are not public domain and I am entitled to them.  So, why are people so worried about my private musings which may or may not include them as a subject?

I guess I have never been one who really worries about what other people think or say about me, I mean, come on… I live in an old house, in an old neighborhood, don’t have caller id, am using folding chairs in my dining room, googled a recipe tonight on how to make your own laundry soap… do you really think status bothers me?  Nope.  But, I hope that by posting this, all my friends, family and acquaintances will know that I like you just the way you are.  You don’t have to be ‘SOMEBODY’ to be a somebody to me.  You don’t have to impress me, you don’t have to lie, you don’t have to aggrandize your comings and goings, you don’t have to worry what I think…I love you just the way God made you.


***On a side note, what would have happened if she cared what people thought about her?  Check out the audience frowning and laughing…they all judged a book by its cover: Susan Boyle, Britain’s Got Talent 2009.  This also reminds me of another story where a man was judged by his looks and meekness, Paul Potts sings Nessun Dorma, yet he blew the audience away.***

Easter Pictures

Before I drift off to sleep for my annual Easter Sunday nap, I thought I would post some pictures from our day.

Happy Easter Everyone!

May the glory
and the promise
of this joyous time of year
Bring peace
and happiness to you
and those you hold most dear,

And may Christ,
Our Risen Saviour,
always be there by your side
To bless you
most abundantly
and be your loving guide.


Nana and Vivian

Nana and Vivian

Vivian Easter 2009

Warren Family - Easter 2009

This is one of my favorites, Vivian snuck into the picture and smiled

Warren Family - Easter 2009 2

Vivian and her cousin, Reece

Vivian and her cousin, Reece

Counting her bounty

Counting her bounty

Nanny, Vivian and Poppy

Nanny, Vivian and Poppy (my parents)