So whadaya think?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Ok, so it's coming together... slowly but surely.

I really should have completed the design PRIOR to installing it, but hey... what can I say?

So, what do you think?

Staci did a super fabulous job on that flash header, right?? And check out the navigation I added. You certainly want to learn all there is to know about me, right?

C'mon, let me know what you think.


What not to wear.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Uh... that would be the mismatch that is my blog at the moment.

Hang tight! I'm under construction :)



Anniversary update AND a GIVEAWAY!!

Monday, February 23, 2009

For the giveaway, click here.

Wow.... I had such a great anniversary! About 10am on Friday, these were delivered to my office.

Aren't they gorgeous?? Oh my goodness! And they smell so good!

Then, Joey took me to one of my favorite restaurants for lunch, and I ate this:

Can you say YUMMY?

And then... it was nothing but surprises for the rest of the weekend. Joey had instructed me to pack the night before, so I knew we were going somewhere, but I had no idea what I was in for.

First, he took me to The Tower of the Americas for dinner.

This was so great because 10 and a half years ago, this is where we started our engagement evening. Isn't it cool? If you've never been to San Antonio, it's definitely a place to visit!

Check out the view from our table!


We had a fabulous dinner. And I do mean fabulous. You know, the kind that makes you moan (embarrassingly) after every bite? Yeah, it was like that.

After dinner Joey proceeded to drive.... and drive.... and drive some more. It was quite funny actually, because he drove right past some very nice resorts. My stomach began to turn as I watched the signs on the highway turn to names that you only hear on the news followed by stories about murder and kidnapping.

But he just kept driving.... right on out of town.

Lucky for me, he pulled into a quaint little parking lot where the sign ended with the word "spa".

*SIGH*

We went to our room, because he already had a key, and he asked me to sit down while he got his guitar. My eyes began to tear up. He had written me the most beautiful song I had ever heard - and I'm still not sure I've heard the whole song because you know, when you're bawling, it's sort of hard to hear.

The next morning, Joey woke me up and said I had an appointment at 10. This was the view of the Texas hill country from our room.

So pretty!

I have NEVER been more excited. I had a heck of a week....


After my body had been turned to jell-o with a two hour body scrub and massage, it was time for lunch. Joey did his thing and just started driving... right through the ghetto.

I tell you, he really knows how to scare a girl!

Lucky for me, again, we found this:

My favorite Mexican restaurant from YEARS ago that shut down in SA. I had no idea that they had re-opened way across town a few months back! Hallelujah!!

After a yummy lunch, what did Joey do? You guessed it... he drove.

All the way to San Marcos. Home of the best outlet mall shopping around!! What can I say? He knows the way to my heart. We spent the ENTIRE day just walking around and shopping.

It was so much fun. I had the best 10 year anniversary ever!

I love you so much, baby!! Thanks for all the surprises!

What 10 years looks like.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Don't laugh.

Good gosh. That's pretty bad. But at the time... yeah. We were hot stuff.

Ten years ago, right now, I was getting those bangs perfectly curled. And that horrible eye shadow perfectly applied by my good friend Jeannie. Only a good friend would do that!

What was Joey doing? Oh, poor Joey... he was recovering from a bowling bachelor party. In Austin! (We DON'T live in Austin!)

Don't ask!

The best 10 years of my life. Two kids, lots of fun, TONS of laughs, a few tears (like right now... I have no idea why I'm so emotional - well, yes I do, but trust me, that's a whole different story!)... I wouldn't trade any of it.

It's made us who we are today.

Just a couple of kids, right? Still dating every weekend. Eating ice cream, going to dinner, movies, MEXICO! I can't wait baby!

I love you with all my heart! Thanks for all the fun. I'm hangin' on for the rest....


Where I've been... want in? (I'm talking Giveaways!)

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I know I've been a complete and total slacker here on the family blog. I feel horrible. Really, I do.

Here's the deal. I'm sure most of you know that me and my BFF, Staci, have a blog/web design business, Blogalicious Designs. Well let me just tell you... we have been so busy since the beginning of the year there have been days I haven't even opened my own blog.

OMG, did I just type that? Do you think my blog can read?

Check out what we've been up to...

Here's a magazine style blog that's apparently all the rage over on Wordpress... but, hey, why not have it here on Blogger?

And how about your own business website hosted for free on Blogger?


So, how about I make it up to you.

Over the next few weeks - and then, of course, whenever we feel like it! - we'll be giving away lots of fun stuff! So if you want to get it on the goodies, click on over to Blogalicious Designs, become a follower, add us to your blog roll, and keep an eye out.

Giveaways coming soon!!



Birthdays are like boogers

Friday, February 13, 2009

I'm a little late in posting this, but my dad had a birthday last week.

We all got together at my parents place and played a little volleyball. Ashton had to show us how it's done...

Then Taylor stepped in to show us up... sheesh! He looks like a pro!!

Then there's me... yeah, I just stand there and try to look pretty :)



Dad's card from me: "Birthdays are like boogers. The more you have, the harder it is to breathe." (I literally laughed out loud in the card aisle. That's how you know it's a good card.)

I also had to make my dad his favorite cake... it's a bit of a tradition. Yellow cake, chocolate icing. YUM!

Then we had a show... the kids came in and sang Happy Birthday the funniest way I have ever seen. They were hysterical!!


Happy birthday, Daddy! I love you!!

Let's rodeo, y'all!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I love the rodeo. Happens this time of year in South Texas and we're always sure to go at least once.

I'm not sure what I love most about the rodeo. Maybe it's the one-on-one time with my hubby.


Or maybe it's the beautiful animals.

Hmmm.... could definitely be the funnel cake.

Maybe it's the actual rodeo? How about the bull riding? You know, take a bull - well, we all know what they do - put a crazy guy on it with a death wish, and let's all watch!


Oh, no. I think it's steer wrestling. Yeah, this one is great - and not the slightest bit inhumane. They take a poor little steer who clearly has know idea what's going on, give him a "head start", then send a cowboy after him whose main objective is to twist the steers neck until he flips over on his back. Now this, my friends, is good Texas fun! (I wanted to rescue a steer and take one home but Joey didn't think it was legal to keep him in the backyard.)

Hold on, peeps, I haven't gotten to the best part! Mutten Bustin'!!

This is a rodeo classic. We fill an arena with 20,000 on-lookers, then find 10 poor little children who are willing to risk their lives for a gold and silver belt buckle. (I would like to take this time to plead with the parents of these children - FORK OUT THE MONEY FOR THE DANG BELT BUCKLE!) The children climb on the back of a sheep (?) which will run like a bat out of hell when that gate opens. The kid who hangs on the longest wins. Good times... Well, I won't lie. Some tears were shed.


When good rodeos go bad...


Actually, I'm pretty sure all of that was just the opening act for this anyway....


A little Taylor Swift.

Yeah, she rocked. It was a great concert. And I'm a horrible mom for not scoring enough tickets to take the kids.

Shhhh.... don't tell them we went.

"My Husband Rocks"Friday

Friday, February 6, 2009

I've said it before - I'm no housewife.

It's not that I don't want to be. I mean there is that very small part of me that would love to wake up every morning before the sun rises, put an apron on, cook a hot breakfast for the family, blah blah blah... and that's when I wake up from my nightmare.

It's just not me. At all. I have to make myself do laundry. And dishes. And pick up the house. And the bathroom. Because I love my family and I do have some ounce of decency and I don't like to (and will not) live in filth.

But I work full-time, go to the gym several times a week right after work, haul children to activities, participate in my own activities... so you can see that there just isn't much time to be June Cleaver.

Here is where I stop talking about how lame of a wife I am and start telling you how great my husband is.

Joey never makes me feel like all of those things that I just typed. I make myself feel them all the time, but he certainly doesn't. Instead, while I was at a meeting with a client (shameless plug - see this!!) on Saturday morning and then taking Ashton to her volleyball game, Joey was cleaning the house.

Top to bottom.

I came home and it smelled like Mr. Clean had been there - but with hair. I couldn't have been happier.

It was the perfect day.

My Izzy Resolution - UPDATE!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

My Izzy resolution has been ok... but I must warn you, I'm no Izzy.

I did, however, make great progress yesterday at the gym. You may remember me discussing how I hate going to this new gym because of all the guys and because the women-only workout area is SERIOUSLY under-equipped.

Well, yesterday when I was lifting (don't laugh, I lift! This body don't build itself, as Joey says...), I put my weights down in between my second and third set and this chic totally ganked them!! Right there, at my feet, just totally ganked my weights.

I was all "um, do I look like I was finished with those weights?"

Ok, that was really a conversation that only happened in my head since I'm way too nice to actually say something like that to someone I don't know, but I was TOTALLY thinking it!!

On top of that, there was only one other dumbbell in the weight I needed and I still had one more set. So what did I do? Yeah, you got it, I marched my butt out to the meat locker and ganked one of the weights from the guys - because you KNOW they totally stole it from us at some point! (Or some lame chic took it out there and never brought it back... either way, it was mine!)

So I finished my set and tried to move on. But I couldn't. Know why? Because the weights in the women's workout area - at this point - jump from 3lbs (someone please tell me the purpose for a 3lb. weight????) to 27.5lbs. Now, if I was Izzy, I could have used the 27lb weight to exercise my pinky, but since I'm not, I need some 15lb weights to do my squats.

GRRRR....

So here I go, back out to the meat locker. Straight to the squat rack, baby!! That's right! I was so proud of myself. All I could think about was Izzy's post where she talked about how worried girls are at the gym that their butt is fat! LOL... it made my squats even better!!

Thanks, Izzy!!

I'm not gonna lie, though. I'm a tad worried that Izzy's upcoming visit may result in a ER visit for me. She's hard core. I'm a wimp. Go easy on my Izzy, please. I have children.

**ETA - My legs/butt are SOOOO sore today I can hardly go through the sit/stand motion that is required to get out of my chair and go to lunch. Oh, how I've missed the squat rack!

Kids. You gotta love 'em.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

When I dropped Taylor off at daycare this morning, I found this in his folder.

My heart melted.



Ashton, on the other hand, is pressing her luck.

The last three times she's had an opportunity to pray, this is how it went:

"Dear Jesus, please make my mommy pregnant."

Which is never an appropriate prayer, but especially at the dinner table (at a friends house), or in the middle of worship rehearsal.

So in light of the prayers of my daughter, would you all join me in prayer and fasting for the next three days? The prayer is very specific and it goes JUST.LIKE.THIS.

"Dear Lord, please keep Stephanie's IUD from failing."

Just repeat that over and over again. I believe strongly in the power of prayer, which is why I am calling on all of you to join me in counter-acting the prayers of my daughter.

If she's the next Beth Moore I'm in serious trouble.

It's days like this...

Monday, February 2, 2009

Let me start by saying that I love different seasons - although we don't have seasons in South Texas.

When it's boiling hot for too long, I want it to cool off. And now that it's been cool for a while, I'm ready for it to heat up.

It's days like this, when I'm driving to work and there is not a cloud in the clear, beautiful, bright blue sky, that I just want to turn my car around, call in sick to work, and change into shorts, a tank top, and flip flops. (Too bad it's still 46 degrees outside... blah!)

Oh, and book a last minute flight to my favorite place on earth, with my favorite person on earth.




I seriously can't take it.

I know Joey is sick of me talking about it - and we have a trip planned for June with some friends to celebrate our 10 year anniversary (which is actually this month, but we're waiting until summer for babysitting reasons), but I really want to go right now!!

Who wouldn't want to wake up every morning for an entire week to that view?

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I’m Stephanie - wife to one extremely handsome cop; mother to two extremely silly kids. The hubs and I have been married since February ’99. I love him more each day and simply can’t get enough of him. My daughter, Ashton, is 12 going on 17. She’s beautiful, creative, smart, and oh, so sassy. Taylor, our son, is 8 and is so much like his daddy it’s scary. He makes me laugh all the time with the silly things he says and does. He won’t remember what you told him 5 minutes from now, just like his daddy. I love to laugh and spend time with friends and family. I’ve also recently discovered a love for cooking and enjoy sharing recipes. I love finding new blog friends, so be sure to leave a comment so I can do the same!
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