2013 was an okay year for us. Nothing overwhelmingly special happened but we did have some great times.
Trey started school at VCU in January and so far has completed three semesters and has a 4.0. I am so incredibly proud of him!
In February we celebrated our first Valentine's Day as a married couple. In true Trey-Lara fashion, we did absolutely nothing. (At this point after not doing anything for the past seven-ish Valentine's Days it would be weird if we all of a sudden started acknowledging them). I also went up to DC for a week-long conference.
In March we welcomed a new baby niece, Emily Alice and went up to Charlottesville for the Easter holiday.
In April Trey and I ran our first 5K together, the Color Me Rad 5K in Richmond. I was pretty proud of myself for finishing, but I don't think I'll do another run that involves powdery things being thrown at me.
In May we celebrated my birthday, woo hoo! Another year older. We also spent a week in Atlantic Beach (NC) at Trey's parents' beach house. Even though it was not hot at all and it was quite windy, we had a great time. We also travelled to the western part of the state and went to a winery. It was quite a long drive and had I know that we probably wouldn't have gone.
In June I went up to Baltimore for a week long forensic anthropology class and...I don't think much else went on.
July we added over 2,000 miles onto my car by traveling from Virginia, to North Carolina, through Tennessee, to Arkansas for the 4th of July. We spent some time in TN with my mom's side of the family and celebrated the fourth by camping in cabins and canoeing down the Buffalo River in Arkansas. Trey thought it was a fantastic time. I am not an outdoorsy-let's camp by the side of the river-type girl so I found it just okay. But I hardly ever see these people from my dad's side of the family, so we grinned and beared the trek across half the country.
In August, we celebrated Harley's 5th birthday. She still acts like such a puppy I can't believe she's already five.
For Labor Day I went with my parents to the NC mountains and my father, who apparently enjoys tormenting his daughter, took some hairpin mountain curves too fast ensuring that I never allow him to drive in the mountains. Ever again.
In October we moved into a new house, one that is much bigger and has a separate place where Trey can do his woodworking and whatnot. We also celebrated our one year anniversary with a trip to San Francisco. It was SO much fun. The only thing I didn't like was that whatever the weather was reported to be was false. Very misleading as when I hear "70s" I wear shorts and a tshirt, but no, it got to 70 for 30 seconds SOMEWHERE in San Francisco (NOT where I was) and I froze to death all day. We did get nice San Francisco jackets and sweatshirts, though.
I had to work the Thanksgiving holiday so my family came up to stay with us. There was lots of yummy food and it was nice to see them.
Something else happened in November: I got hired full time at my job! I had been hoping for so long that it would happen and it did! Now we have health insurance, a retirement plant, and a bigger paycheck! We're starting to feel, sort of, more adult-like :)
Since I had to work Christmas Eve and Christmas, my family came up again and we celebrated and did the Christmasy things, just not on Christmas. (Which, as several people told me, since I don't have children it doesn't matter what I do on Christmas or when I celebrate it. Pish.)
Trey's birthday was New Year's Eve and all he wanted to do was finish some project he has going on in his shop so he did that. We watched A Bit of Fry and Laurie on TV until midnight came and by that time we were already falling asleep on the couch. I guess we just aren't as young as we used to be :)
All in all, a pretty good year. I have a feeling, though, that 2014 is really going to be great.
Happy New Year, ya'll!!
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Secret Keeper
Throughout my life I've seen how "typical" siblings interact with each other. It's only been recently (college and beyond) that some siblings have become friends. Whether it's because they're older and more mature or what, I don't know. I have always been friends with my brother.
I never understood the whole "not getting along" thing. Don't get me wrong, John was a complete pain in the rear when he was younger. He was a little brother, MY little brother and he certainly knew how to push my buttons. He still does. And he knows this.
But we always got along. We didn't slam our doors in the other's face and stay mad at each other for days.
Also, I had an amazing secret keeper. I could tell him ANYTHING and I never had to worry about him repeating him anything to anyone. Mostly, he may not have cared. Or understood. But sometimes...a lot of the time, it was just nice to be able to talk to someone and know they weren't judging you, weren't trying to think of a solution or wondering when you were going to shut up so that they could talk. I could just talk to him, tell him my problems, who I was mad at, the gossip around school, who my crush was and I knew all that would stay safe.
He's still a pretty good secret keeper. And an awesome friend.
Sunday, October 13, 2013
The Passage of Time
A recent picture of a friend's youngest got me thinking about how quickly things go by. This little fella is 18 months yet I SWEAR he was just born this year.
I have been married for a year and yet I can still remember that day clearly.
My ten year high school reunion will be next year...this is a little more believable, but still TEN YEARS?? That means I'm almost thirty. We won't get into that right now, though.
My brother is 23 years old. TWENTY THREE.
I remember when he was just starting high school and was still pretty much a kid. Now he has a girlfriend, goes to college, does all these sports.
Ridiculous. I feel like I blinked and all of a sudden all this stuff happened.
When I was little I still remember what it felt like waiting on Christmas and birthdays. Weeks went by so slowly. Now, I can leave for work on a Monday and come back just a few hours later and it's already Thursday.
Time should not speed up right when you start learning to appreciate it.
I have been married for a year and yet I can still remember that day clearly.
My ten year high school reunion will be next year...this is a little more believable, but still TEN YEARS?? That means I'm almost thirty. We won't get into that right now, though.
My brother is 23 years old. TWENTY THREE.
I remember when he was just starting high school and was still pretty much a kid. Now he has a girlfriend, goes to college, does all these sports.
Ridiculous. I feel like I blinked and all of a sudden all this stuff happened.
When I was little I still remember what it felt like waiting on Christmas and birthdays. Weeks went by so slowly. Now, I can leave for work on a Monday and come back just a few hours later and it's already Thursday.
Time should not speed up right when you start learning to appreciate it.
Anniversary
I am really not doing well with this whole blogging every day thing. It didn't help that we weren't at home for most of yesterday.
Yesterday was our one year anniversary. It was nice and chill. We didn't do a whole lot. We slept in until almost ten. For those who know me, this is not a surprise. For those who know Trey, this is a once every other year occurrence. In fact, I woke up BEFORE him!!
We went to eat breakfast at this cute diner that's near our house; Trey ate his weight in eggs, home fries and pancakes and I had pumpkin pancakes that were deeeelicious!
We then drove up to Charlottesville since we were planning on going to Carter Mountain--it rained and rained and was cloudy and miserable so we altered plans and went to King Family Winery where we were treated to a bottle of wine from the Leaches (thanks, guys!) and then went to hang out with our little nieces until it was time to go home. SO. ADORABLE.
I completely forgot about eating our wedding cake until Trey reminded me this morning. It's been in the freezer for a whole year (YUM!) so I took it out of the freezer to let it defrost. I don't know how long it takes cake to defrost but I'm thinking we probably won't be able to eat it until tomorrow.
I'm sure it will be delicious.
Yesterday was our one year anniversary. It was nice and chill. We didn't do a whole lot. We slept in until almost ten. For those who know me, this is not a surprise. For those who know Trey, this is a once every other year occurrence. In fact, I woke up BEFORE him!!
We went to eat breakfast at this cute diner that's near our house; Trey ate his weight in eggs, home fries and pancakes and I had pumpkin pancakes that were deeeelicious!
We then drove up to Charlottesville since we were planning on going to Carter Mountain--it rained and rained and was cloudy and miserable so we altered plans and went to King Family Winery where we were treated to a bottle of wine from the Leaches (thanks, guys!) and then went to hang out with our little nieces until it was time to go home. SO. ADORABLE.
I completely forgot about eating our wedding cake until Trey reminded me this morning. It's been in the freezer for a whole year (YUM!) so I took it out of the freezer to let it defrost. I don't know how long it takes cake to defrost but I'm thinking we probably won't be able to eat it until tomorrow.
I'm sure it will be delicious.
Friday, October 11, 2013
One year (almost)
One year ago we were at the rehearsal dinner. My family was there and Trey's family was there and I think they get along pretty well.
John was a groomsman, of course. He look so, so handsome in his black suit. But I get ahead of myself.
On rehearsal dinner night John wanted to sit with me, Trey, and my maid of honor, a long-time friend. John enjoys food and eating out so this was probably a great night for him. He had a blue jacket and khakis and he looked so cute I just wanted to squeeze him and pinch his little cheeks. But he's a man now, 23 years old, and you can't really do that anymore. *sigh*
I had been talking to him leading up to the wedding. I told him it was a very important day and that there were going to be a lot of people paying attention to me, Trey and probably him since my extended wouldn't have seen him in a while. I also told him that during the ceremony he needed to be quiet. No whispering to me at the top of the stairs, no Garys. He understood.
He walked my grandmother and mother down the aisle like a gentleman. He processed down the aisle in line with the other groomsmen like a pro. And he was very attentive and watched the whole ceremony better than anyone.
I was worried he wouldn't understand what was happening. I wasn't worried that he would think I was leaving him; I know he knows better than that. In fact, he knew he was getting a brother so he was actually quite pleased with the whole deal. I was worried that he wouldn't understand how BIG of thing this was. But he did. He does. He knows that getting married is a big deal.
It was a great night. Both of them were, the rehearsal and the wedding. I couldn't have had a better, more wonderful sibling to have take part in it and share it with.
John was a groomsman, of course. He look so, so handsome in his black suit. But I get ahead of myself.
On rehearsal dinner night John wanted to sit with me, Trey, and my maid of honor, a long-time friend. John enjoys food and eating out so this was probably a great night for him. He had a blue jacket and khakis and he looked so cute I just wanted to squeeze him and pinch his little cheeks. But he's a man now, 23 years old, and you can't really do that anymore. *sigh*
I had been talking to him leading up to the wedding. I told him it was a very important day and that there were going to be a lot of people paying attention to me, Trey and probably him since my extended wouldn't have seen him in a while. I also told him that during the ceremony he needed to be quiet. No whispering to me at the top of the stairs, no Garys. He understood.
He walked my grandmother and mother down the aisle like a gentleman. He processed down the aisle in line with the other groomsmen like a pro. And he was very attentive and watched the whole ceremony better than anyone.
I was worried he wouldn't understand what was happening. I wasn't worried that he would think I was leaving him; I know he knows better than that. In fact, he knew he was getting a brother so he was actually quite pleased with the whole deal. I was worried that he wouldn't understand how BIG of thing this was. But he did. He does. He knows that getting married is a big deal.
It was a great night. Both of them were, the rehearsal and the wedding. I couldn't have had a better, more wonderful sibling to have take part in it and share it with.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Daredevil
Yikes! I think I skipped a day...maybe?
I hope you'll forgive me...we just moved into a new house and are trying to get everything in order. It's busy and there's a lot to do, especially since this Wednesday we leave for San Francisco!!!
My brother goes to camp. A lot of them. Several sleep-away camps, in fact. He loves them. And he always does really cool things.
Unfortunately he takes after his sister in that he often leaves things behind. I myself have left socks and other bits of clothing behind. I think one time John came home with two pairs of shorts and nine socks. And that was it. It was something like that.
ANYWAY.
He just recently got back from a camp called Camp Blue Skies. It's somewhere in the mountains of NC. It's a week-long overnight camp for adults who have cognitive and intellectual disabilities. There are a lot of outdoor activities, boating, fishing, swimming, and other various sports.
This afternoon while on the phone with him, John told me he went down the zip-line at camp. The ZIP-LINE??? I asked him. He said "Yeah! It was fun!" He told me he also went on the big swing, which I'm not sure what that was and he didn't explain further.
I asked him if any of that was scary. "No, not too scary."
I've got pictures of John climbing up those climbing walls. He's really good at that actually. He's told me about some other activities at other camps (challenger course, rope something or others) that he's done that I would probably hesitate before jumping in with both feet like he does.
He may love playing on the iPad and watching movies, but put a physical challenge in front of him and he'll probably take you up on it. And it's not because he wants to impress a girl (though he is a ladies' man) or that he think it will make him look cool, it's because he wants to do it. For him. And that's the coolest thing of all.
For more information on Camp Blue Skies and to donate or volunteer visit this website:
http://www.campblueskies.org/camping-sessions/camp-blue-skies-north-carolina
I hope you'll forgive me...we just moved into a new house and are trying to get everything in order. It's busy and there's a lot to do, especially since this Wednesday we leave for San Francisco!!!
My brother goes to camp. A lot of them. Several sleep-away camps, in fact. He loves them. And he always does really cool things.
Unfortunately he takes after his sister in that he often leaves things behind. I myself have left socks and other bits of clothing behind. I think one time John came home with two pairs of shorts and nine socks. And that was it. It was something like that.
ANYWAY.
He just recently got back from a camp called Camp Blue Skies. It's somewhere in the mountains of NC. It's a week-long overnight camp for adults who have cognitive and intellectual disabilities. There are a lot of outdoor activities, boating, fishing, swimming, and other various sports.
This afternoon while on the phone with him, John told me he went down the zip-line at camp. The ZIP-LINE??? I asked him. He said "Yeah! It was fun!" He told me he also went on the big swing, which I'm not sure what that was and he didn't explain further.
I asked him if any of that was scary. "No, not too scary."
I've got pictures of John climbing up those climbing walls. He's really good at that actually. He's told me about some other activities at other camps (challenger course, rope something or others) that he's done that I would probably hesitate before jumping in with both feet like he does.
He may love playing on the iPad and watching movies, but put a physical challenge in front of him and he'll probably take you up on it. And it's not because he wants to impress a girl (though he is a ladies' man) or that he think it will make him look cool, it's because he wants to do it. For him. And that's the coolest thing of all.
For more information on Camp Blue Skies and to donate or volunteer visit this website:
http://www.campblueskies.org/camping-sessions/camp-blue-skies-north-carolina
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Rain
Just a quick one for today since it's late and I am exhausted.
John hates getting his hair wet. Unless he's in the shower or in the pool. If it's raining, even if he only has to go a foot or so to get to the car or house, he will be stubborn and make you get him an umbrella.
Trey was telling me a story yesterday of one time when he took John to some museum and it started raining. Of course they had no umbrella so when it was time to leave John let Trey know he was not going out in the rain. So, Trey offered a piggy back ride and out into the rain they went. The whole time John was yelling that his hair was wet.
Funny guy.
John hates getting his hair wet. Unless he's in the shower or in the pool. If it's raining, even if he only has to go a foot or so to get to the car or house, he will be stubborn and make you get him an umbrella.
Trey was telling me a story yesterday of one time when he took John to some museum and it started raining. Of course they had no umbrella so when it was time to leave John let Trey know he was not going out in the rain. So, Trey offered a piggy back ride and out into the rain they went. The whole time John was yelling that his hair was wet.
Funny guy.
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