Letter to a Friend

Dear Steven,

I apologize for not updating the blog more. Life has been kinda hectic, and I just haven't found the time to write about how Siler is friends with a toad in our backyard and all the other super exciting things taking place at and around 12300 Durango Root Dr.

I apologize for there not being much content to my last few posts. I believe you can refer to the previous paragraph for the reasons as to why content has been somewhat lacking.

Finally, I would like to apologize for not putting up more pictures. As Clay often tells me, "Christy, pictures make the blog." Unfortunately, I have been unsuccessful on multiple occasions in locating where I put that stupid cord that connects the camera and the computer. Today, my friend Carrie told me that she can just put her memory card from the camera directly into her computer. I thought for sure my newer Dell would have this wonderful, convenient feature, but it did not. But then I thought, Clay's mac! Aren't macs suppose to be the most brilliant, easy to use, coolest computers on the planet? Alas, Steve Jobs did not find it important to include the memory card slot on his uber-cool product. So, the search continues. But I promise to post the following pictures once the cord is found:

1. Cakes I made recently
2. The dogs meeting Scout
3. New pics of the Scout


So again, I am sorry my blog does not really meet the standard to which you aspire. I used to be an overachiever so I will try my very best to channel that personality and make this blog worthy again.

Sincerely,
Christy

P.S. - I hope this post doesn't turn into a fight between us like that one time you made reference to me in the college newspaper and then we didn't speak when we saw one another in public...oh, and I didn't get an invite to that party. Glad we are friends again and there is no bitterness....

A lovely trip to the DMV

Well, Clay's birthday is tomorrow. While that is a joyous occasion, it also brought about the expiring of his driver's license. About a month ago, I reminded Clay of this fact, but as always life gets in the way and Clay was not able to get a Texas DL until today.

There is a DMV a few blocks down from Clay's work so he planned to go during his lunch hour. Unfortunatly, work was extremely busy and Clay did not get a lunch hour. So at 3 o'clock, Clay headed to the DMV which to his surprise only had about 3 people waiting. Upon arrival, a lovely lady informed Clay that his TN license does not qualify as a primary source of ID although a sign states that a primary source of ID must include one's full name, photo, and date of birth. Clay asks why his license does not meet the requirements to which the lady responds that a TX license is the only driver's license that is accepted as a primary source of ID. How one is suppose to have a TX license when trying to exchange their out of state license is a question I can't even begin to fathom. The lady then hands Clay a piece of paper outlining all the forms of secondary ID that are acceptable and walks away singing a rap song. Oh, how I wish I could have been there to see the look of Clay's face.

Clay calls me in a slight panic since it is now 3:30 (all locations close at 5) and he has to get his birth certificate in order to get his new license today. If he is unable to get a new one today, he will have to take the road test since his out of state license will expire tomorrow. Oh, how I miss the DMV located in East Town Mall (oh wait, I mean Knoxville Center). I grab Clay's birth certificate and head to meet him. We figure it best to meet up at a different location closer to our house. The closer location still takes me 45 minutes to get to with all of the Friday rush hour traffic. On top of the traffic, Clay and I have decided that the 820 loop may have been created by some sadistic transportation expert who would rather watch hundreds of people have road rage each day than create an efficient roadway. I swear, that road and its service road may be the most confusing thing in the world. But I digress....back to the DMV....As long as you are in the doors by 5, you are allowed to get your license. Thankfully, Clay arrives at 4:54.

Apparently, everyone in the Fort Worth area needed to be at the DMV today. People were everywhere. Since I arrived first, I went to get the proper form. I was greeted by a really nice lady who gave me our number and explained to me that once our number was called we would be allowed to stand in line. Not get help....stand in line. Our number was 59. The sign said now serving number 25. It was at this point I thought to myself, "Maybe I should have packed an overnight bag." Fortunately, it only took about an hour and Clay is now a legal Texas driver. I, on the other hand, am happy to keep my Tennessee license for awhile. I mean, I just recently got one with a decent picture.

The Bucket List

Perhaps, you have seen the movie, The Bucket List. I haven't seen it, but I hear it is quite good. Apparently, it is quite the inspiration. You see, several weeks ago, while wrapping up another Wednesday night at United, my friend Matt found a lost wallet. After playing a quick game of "Guess what is in the wallet" we found it to contain 1)A toys 'r us gift card 2) 10 pesos 3) A bucket list! The bucket list was created by 2 ninth grade boys. Below are a few of my favs from the list:

4. impact a strangers life for good
10. find joy in our life
11. have sex with a model (I like that this one follows the finding joy in life)
15. do a girl from each continent
19. wear thongs to a chick flick
22. meet George Lopez
27. go to Jerusalem
32. drink a keg of beer together in one night
41. fart while making out
56. beat the heck out of Carlos or Harold

There were many, many more funny ones. Some were a little too much for this blog. Thanks to Matt for making copies of the list before the student came to claim his wallet. Maybe I should start working on my bucket list. I think #1 on my list would be: never let another person see the list.

SNOW DAY!!!

Okay, so snow is not quite as much fun when you don't have school to get out of, but it is still a pretty exciting event. Weather in Texas is really crazy. On Saturday, I was wearing a t-shirt and flip flops to church. By Wednesday, the flip flops were back in the closet but I could still stand to be outside without a jacket at 7:00 pm. All of that changed Thursday at noon. On Thursdays at work, we usually have a morning meeting and then Emily (Andy's wife) cooks us some AMAZING meal. This Thursday, during the meeting, we could hear the rain pouring down. By the time lunch was finished, it was snowing...and not just a little snow. HUGE flakes were coming down. I tried to finish my work as soon as possible. When I left at 2, the parking lot was completely covered. Normally, it takes under 20 minutes to get home. On Thursday, it took an HOUR. I shouldn't complain though...it took Clay 2.5 hours.

Below are some pics of the dogs enjoying the snow. It was really their first time in snow. Funny, we move to Texas and get snow! From what I hear, the last time it snowed this much I was still a thought in my parents' heads. We ended up getting about 3-4 inches. Unfortunately, by Friday afternoon, it was all gone :(


Bear ate all of the snow off of the door:
And finally, here is a picture of our house:

Can't you just be cool?

So a funny thing happened to me the other day. I fear that I will not be able to convey how humorous it really was in this post but here goes. After church on Saturday night, I stopped at Walmart to get some gas. As I was pumping gas, a kid skated up to me. He may have had the largest afro I have ever seen on a white kid. It was pretty impressive and I should have thought to take a picture. I was wearing my United (our student ministry) leader shirt and I immediately thought that he had recognized the logo. We have a pretty cool skate park and although I didn't think I recognized him maybe he had been a few times. Yeah, this was not the case.

He proceeded to ask if I would buy him some cigarettes. For some reason, my first statement is that I can't because I don't have any cash (as if the credit card I just bought gas with would not possibly be able to purchase any). Then I decided that a better reason was that there is no way on earth this kid was 18. He explained to me that he had forgotten his ID and would give me the money to buy them. Again I declined. I really didn't think it would be good to contribute to the delinquency of a minor while in my "church" shirt. After I said no because I was not sure he was 18 he replied with, "C'mon can't you just be cool?" I told him I was way too old to be cool any more. To which he replied, "What are you like 30?" Yeah kid, there is no way I am buying you cigarettes now.