So, it was just brought to my attention that I'm a terrible blogger. I agree with this person 100%. Now that I look back I'm not sure why I thought I would enjoy talking about myself and my life so much. It's soooo not me. But, here I am, so why quit now I suppose...
I don't have any pictures to post because our software went kaput a couple of weeks ago and we have to get new software loaded which we have to get from Kelly...which is 25 min from our house...which with our insane schedule of too many funerals, work, wedding stuff, and summer activities is much harder than it may seem.
This past weekend Chris and I were invited to Bethany Beach with some of our friends and we really did have a great time. It was a greeeeat way to spend the 4th and a much needed 'getaway' from the realities of life for a few days! Bauer went to camp (kennel) for a couple of days where he got to play with him mom and brother and sister, so we like to think he realizes this fact and has a good time! He was definitely the dorky kid at camp this time because we had to bring his special food and baby carrots for his treats. hahahaha that was pretty funny. He had a "NO TREATS" sign on his kennel too...what a goofball, but we love him!
Unfortunately, we came back to absolutely tragic news yesterday. A girl, Amanda Brady, that grew up with Emily and I (Em's age) died in a boat crash on the Rappahanock River on the 4th of July. I was never close with Amanda and neither was Emily, yet Mom played volleyball with her mom and Amanda went to Round, Metz, Osbourn, Radford, and then moved to Richmond after graduating. So, although we were not close it seemed we lived parallel lives. This has hit me very hard and I'm not sure why. Maybe it is because I just laid 3 of my grandparents to rest in the past two months or maybe it's because I relate to Amanda's situation. She was to be married in a few weeks. Her invitations were probably out. Chris and I saw her and her fiance registering for china in Bed, Bath, and Beyond a couple of months back. Her fiance was on the boat and lived along with the rest of his family. It makes me sick to think about. I actually prayed for the first time last night in quite a few years. I prayed for strength. Mostly for her family, but also her friends and especially her best friend, Karly, and her fiance and his family. I prayed for peace. For them and for me. I feel a little manic and frantic lately. I hope things calm down. I feel like my 7 year old self again. Crying myself to sleep because I'm afraid Grandma will die, or Zach (old dog), or whomever...I guess we are all getting older and this is a part of life. I know you can't live your life being afraid everyday, but dammit, at times like this...it sure is hard.
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