We’ve been doing the worst thing for a personal blog… not updating it.
Basically, the past few weeks have been pretty crazy and Claire and I have been very busy.
Here are a few reasons for it:
- Claire has a new job! – I know it’s no secret around here that Claire is the driving force of this little thing and now that she’s blogging all day at work…
- Jamey is lazy. – I know it’s no secret around here that Claire is the driving force for this little thing, and if she’s busy or distracted, I will also be distracted and
- Claire and Jamey had their first wedding party event. – This was quite an event!
Here’s Claire shooting her first gun:
As you can see, she did not enjoy it. I had to finish her round for her. She also shot a pistol this day, but we don’t have a picture of that one.
- Claire and Jamey had their Pre-Cana(Catholic marriage preparation\training) classes. – We just got back from a little jaunt up to Chattanooga to participate in the “Picture of Love” engaged couples’ retreat. It was great. Mostly, we had a great time visiting the Chattanooga branch of the Monahan family.
These are just a few of the activities that have yet to be blogged about.
Claire and I are going to go wander around the grocery store to find dinner and then we might just give you some glimpses into our lives together.
Our weekend could not have been more wedding planning productive. (Yes, I did indeed find the dress!)
I am happy to share details with anyone who wants to know more. For now I am keeping mum – can’t have Jamey learning any other details that haven’t already been spilled.
Aside from dress shopping, invitation selecting, cake testing, registering…Georgia was, once again, a refresher. I was so happy to be home with family. Those little visits are like boosts of energy, and it’s only when we return to Charleston that we fall onto our couch and crash. (I can’t wait for our mini-beach vacation in two weeks when we return to Pawleys. I think that will be especially refreshing for Jamey, who is currently working a two-week tour to Northeast Pennsylvania. How’s the weather up there today, honeybunch?)
As we enter the shower season, I’m sure more of the wedding details will spill out over the next several months. I might have to get into royal wedding lip lockdown if I find myself blabbing too much, but it’s hard to keep a low profile now that I have even more reasons to get excited. I feel like that’s the general consensus with everything: to everyone, I find myself only able to express my excitement and happiness.
Then again, this is how it all should be. Everyone tells me this is supposed to be one life’s happiest occasions, and so far I do think we are progressing just perfectly along in that direction.
Talk to me again in September when the real stress of the planning is supposed to start to sink in.
Us looking especially cheeseball happy for all the right reasons. Also my hair looks good.
Yesterday afternoon, Jamey and I sat on our porch and basked in the late Sunday rays, books in hand and bellies full of a great Easter brunch.
Our front porch.
Jamey lounged on the chaise while I sprawled out over the rocker, and we mindlessly chatted about our house and the passers-by.
“Jamey, what should we write our blog post about tomorrow?” Most of our Sunday afternoons are spent tossing around this question. We review what we’ve recently cooked, who we’ve spent our time with, and what’s amused us the past few days.
Jamey closed his book and stretched. “I don’t know. What have we done this weekend?” Continue reading
Whenever the roommates are reunited, I like to think of it as something of a Glorious Reunion.
- Testing the waters on an overcast Sunday
There’s something to be said about college friends and the bubbling-over of memories that come with each reunion. This one was particularly special for me, since it introduced three of my closest to my to-be-for-life significant other.
Not much of what we did was particularly out of the norm, aside from gorging ourselves with delicious food and postponing any diet “one more week.” We toured around Charleston, braved the overcast skies and did what we could to savor the weekend together – a weekend that went much too fast. Continue reading
Tomorrow, something great and wonderful and glorious is happening.
Three of my best friends and college roommates are coming to Charleston for the first time. We will explore, gallivant, sunbathe, feast, and most of all, revel in friendship and sunshine. (Ok, that last bit might be a little much. But I’m excited!)
Hayes 301 in its heyday
I am thrilled to welcome them with open arms to my new home, and introduce them to Jamey for the first time. It is utterly preposterous that they have all yet to meet, so of course if they don’t like him then I’m calling everything off. (Kidding, honeybunch!) Continue reading
Sunday evening was a cold, wet, chilly time that called for one thing and one thing only: chili.
The best thing about our smoker (aside from its delicious smokiness) is that it stocks us with a week’s worth of meat. This could be because we never can seem to pick anything less than a eight pound cut (hey, when it’s on sale how can you pass up a deal? I bought a six pound corned beef for $3 after St. Patrick’s Day…but hey again! That’s a heckuva deal! And you know we will eat it.)
The pork butt we cooked over a week ago is still good and fat in our fridge, needing to be used. We have been adding it here and there to our meals (I might have overdosed on pork while Jamey was gone last week), but I suggested a white bean chili as our next leftover pork venture in lieu of chicken.
Based on a recipe by the Pioneer Woman, I bring you Jamey and Claire ‘s Other White Chili.
- Ready to dig in?