Always Anna: january 6, 2015

I am good at a lot of things, such as (but not limited to) sleeping late, supervising Justin while he vacuums, deeply analyzing riveting shows such as the Bachelor, and spoiling my puppy…Obviously writing a blog post every decade is not on that list.

This whole “apologizing and promising to do better" thing is getting extremely exhausting. I know I know! That is why I made a New Year’s Resolution (because you absolutely can’t break those, right?) I have decided that I am going to post SOMETHING at least once a week. Now mind you, ‘something’ can be a picture, a sentence, or a 10 page novel, that just had to be said. I hear the laughing and snickering from all of y’all all the way up here in Anchorage. I can hear it now : “She can’t even post once a month, what makes her think she can post once a week?” “We have had at least 3 holidays since we have had a blog update” “Im not going to hold my breath for this once a week thing” ! Sheesh guys, you don’t have to be so mean , I hear ya I hear ya ok! I know my record isn’t great, but hey, I bet all y’all haven’t been to the gym everyday of the New Year either so GET OFF MY BACK. Just kidding guys, the only reason I am telling y’all this is so that there can be at least some resemblance of accountability. If you don’t hear from me in a week, by all means call me out (just don’t be a bully, ok mom?)

With that being said…There is no way in the entire world if my life depended on it could I catch you up with everything since my last blog post. That was October 28^th for crying out loud. So I am going to give a quickish timeline of events and things my dog has eaten until I can confidently remember what I did and I am not mixing it up with the latest TV show I watched.

We had Trunk or Treat for Halloween at ChangePoint. They put the poor Tennessee girl parking cars. Yep, I live in Alaska if you forgot. I think my entire body went numb at one point.

Roo ate an entire batch of Rice Krispie Treats

The entire month of November was spent preparing/being nervous about preparing for Thanksgiving. I honestly don’t even really remember the entire month of November. Should I be concerned about this….

Roo ate half of a pan of cornbread while I was skyping with my mother making dressing.

Oh yea! My mom had a birthday and they threw her a surprise party and they FaceTimed me in and I cried. That was memorable…

Thanksgiving got here and the day went by perfectly. This was my first holiday away from home (traumatic) and so it was so nice to have a house full of people. As far as I can tell, the food was all edible and nobody got sick! I could never in a million years have accomplished that without my mom and Katie Oelke and Paula Chance. JUST SAYIN! After lunch, just about every single guy fell asleep and I was able to take a quick selfie with every one of them (cuz that’s normal right?). That’s the sign of a good meal though in my book, if it is followed by a nap. I really want to post those pictures…but I better not.

Roo discovered the trash can and all the contents inside. Who knows what she ate?

My grandparents, mother, and sister decided to go to my favorite restaurant (Rib Shack in Corinth, MS…DUH!!). I obviously was not particularly happy with this. Then I received this picture…..

That says “Out of Ribs” in case you can’t tell! HA HA HA serves them right! I know that was ugly of me to say, but I take the Rib Shack very very seriously. (That’s my friend Trish in the picture. Hey Trish!)

The countdown began of when I was GOING HOME!!!!!!!!!!!
Roo ate Pizza out of the Pizza box on the counter while Justin slept….
Roo ate an entire container of Crisco
Roo ate some apples and possibly part of an onion.

Wonderful December. Wonderful Tennessee. Wonderful Family. It’s all coming back to me now. (Yes Brittney Darby, I just sang that as if I was Celine Dion) December I remember quite vividly. It has been no secret to anyone that I have been INCREDIBLY homesick. I had big plans for when I got home. I couldn't wait to hug my dad. Every other plan included either : Family, Chickfila, Friends, Chickfila, more Family, Rib Shack. I am here reporting to you back in Alaska, that I successfully nailed all of my plans. I believe I ate at Chickfila a total of 7 times and Rib Shack twice in less than 24 hours. I did not want to leave my moms side the whole time. She kept offering "Want to go see people, you can use my car" and I would just say "No Thanks" and remain no more than 2 and a half inches away from her. We didn't do anything big, just a lot of games, movies, and just being in the same room. Gosh I missed my family...

Just typing that made me cry...

I couldn't have asked for a better trip home.

For any of you wondering, goodbyes weren't easier the second time around. And Justin so encouragingly told me, that they never do. Great.

Moving on, wiping tears, now onto some random things :

I am so incredibly blessed to call these ladies my best friends. They are seriously the greatest women in the entire universe. Thank y'all for picking me up from the airport (and taking me directly to Chickfila)! That was a perfect welcome back in the state of Tennessee!

Remember when Justin got his wisdom teeth taken out? When we got home that day, this is where he decided to spit blood out of his mouth in our driveway. Why did I take a picture you ask? This picture was actually taken over a MONTH later! His blood spit froze to the driveway. Yep. I have a easily fascinated sick mind people, but this was cool to me.

Justin and I were sitting in church one Sunday and we learned a very valuable lesson...DON'T sit next to the large black curtains in the back of the room. Static Electricity is real people... Also, we do pay attention at church, this was not during a prayer like it looks like, just clarifying.

He is so handsome!

My dad got his motorcycle license. How stinking cool is he?!

Soooo... I saw this at Target and I really tried to not take a picture, but i mean....come on....

We have reached the point in the blog where you can totally stop reading, but I am about to go all “weird-dog mom” on you. If you don’t want to look at some adorable pictures of my puppy, go ahead and stop reading…