Showing posts with label race this. Show all posts
Showing posts with label race this. Show all posts

Monday, March 15, 2010

A little less talk and a lot more pictures

Before heading to my baby shower on Saturday, we had to overcome this obstacle:


We are still trying to locate the bird that comes and makes a nest in her head every night. I promise that I washed and conditioned this before she went to bed the night before.
After we tackled that mess, we headed to the shower...


My friend, Tara, recently started making cakes for special occasions. She did such a great job on the cake - not to mention, it was pound cake. Need I say more? Thanks so much, Tara!

I loved the little name tag on the cake. For some reason it made me a little emotional.


Hair problem solved.


Please tell me you all have had coffee punch. See how heavenly it looks sittin' in that punchbowl? That is the only special request I made for the shower. And I may or may not have insisted on a double batch.


With this pregnancy I've noticed that I will sport a jean jacket like it's my job. Call it my security, call it my lack of wardrobe, call it both if you will.







Thanks Aunt Marella and fam for the "Big Sisters Rock" T-shirt!







Go Gators!! We gotta train 'em up right.










Sal Gal, Marella, Kerri, me, and Abbi











Sal Gal, my mom, and me





Kate and all of her great-grandmothers
She loves crossing her legs and even rides in her car seat like that sometimes. I think it's hilarious because she's really such a wild woman.
The shower was so much fun, even though I started sweating while opening all of the gifts. I think it was a mixture of pregnancy hormones, being the center of attention, and oh, that blasted jean jacket.
After the shower we headed to watch the season opener of Matt's Mini-Cup race.




It was freezing but we had a good time, even though we ended up getting home way past my bedtime.
And on Sunday my mom and dad came over to have lunch with us and play for a while.












Kate makes them dress-up for the occasion.




Cinderella's got nothing on that dude.



Tuesday, September 22, 2009

And no I'm not gonna add a #25 bumper sticker to my ride

This past weekend M to the Izz-A was able to race his mini-cup car for the first time. The kid was more excited than I am when a restaurant has their diet coke dispenser set to the perfect carbonation syrup mixture ratio.


And can I just say that I used to hate all things racing? The only memory I have of racing is when I was a kid, on Sundays, my Uncle David use to make everyone watch Nascar while Grandma finished preparing Sunday dinner. I used to hate it....with a passion. I used to wish that someone would speak up and say, "Hey, let's not watch cars drive around and around in a circle today, whaddya say?"

But no one ever did.

I liked it when Grandma fired up the electric knife to cut the roast because it made the TV go all fuzzy. I secretly hoped he'd mistake it for the channel going out, but he knew the drill. Electric knife running in the kitchen = Fuzzy TV in the living room.

Now, with Matt all into this mini-cup series, I'm finding myself starting to enjoy it. I love watching him out there because I know how much he loves it. And it ends up being quite exciting if you actually know someone on the track. Seeing him smile that big all day long made me smile that big....all day long.















Although most of our Saturday was spent at the race track, we stayed the rest of the weekend at the lake with some of our best pals, Ben, Kristin, Clay, and Jobeth...


...while Kate enjoyed some time with her Grammy.




This weekend I'm heading to Charleston, SC with my mom and two sisters, for our 1st Annual Mother-Daughter weekend. Anyone got any 'must-do's' while in Charleston that you wanna share?