Dec 31, 2010

Top TWENTY of TWENTY-TEN!

Not in any particular order, my top twenty moments of 2010 were: 


Watching "Lost" come to a confusing, but appropriate end.

Road-tripping to Kansas to see my favorite kiddos/Grant and Vanessa


Performing in my third and final Spring Sing 
(with an injured jaw, no less.)

Attending my 1st CHI Banquet.

Getting my sweet Sawyer.

Playing at the Discovery Museum for DGR formal.

Attending Meagan and David's *precious* wedding.

Being an honorary bridesmaid at Jordan and Sam's wedding. 

Spending most of the Summer with Unbound

Making tons of memories with this little guy.

Making my 1st trip to Branson.

Going to San Antonio with the Giddens family.

 Saying "Yes!"

Standing by Blythe's side as she became Mrs. Imhof/surviving the 
"Hoedown Throwdown"


Moving into my 1st "big girl" apartment with Miss Megan.

 Sitting 5th row for Jason Mraz/meeting the man himself.


Picking these 6 lovely ladies to be my bridesmaids.






 Spending precious moments with my sweet sisters. 

Graduating.

Spending my last New Years as a "Miss" with the one who asked me to be his "Mrs."


Happy New Year, friends!

Dec 30, 2010

A few pictures...

We decided to try taking a few "engagement" type pictures on our own today. 
I'm pretty pleased with how they turned out. 







Maybe we won't worry about paying for engagement photos.
More money to spend on Wedding and Bridals, I suppose. 

Happy Thursday, friends!

Dec 29, 2010

Little Moments

I always hated those people who were old enough to go on and on telling "I remember when you..." stories about me. They always made me feel like such a baby, even though most of the time I was only a few years behind them in age. You know what I'm talking about. Obnoxious, right?

I hate to admit it, but I have become one of those people.

My nephew turned seven in October. SEVEN!  And the thing is, I can't wrap my brain around that. I clearly remember the first time I held him. I remember waking up in the middle of the night with him. I remember his first few wobbly steps. I remember visits he made with my parents to OC and then to Harding. I remember when he wasn't too "cool" snuggle with his "Aunt Boo." I remember calling him after his first day of school.

And while it makes me one of those people,  I can't wait to reminisce about this moment with him...

(Puh-lease excuse my nappy hair in this picture.
I couldn't resist posting it.)

Dec 21, 2010

Sawyer Snuggles


Sawyer was an impulse buy. 
I was living in an apartment that
technically
didn't allow dogs.
But I brought him home anyways. 
He chewed on,
well,
everything.
He marked his 
"territory,"
well,
everywhere. 
But I didn't mind,
because every night,
some nights after hours of waiting,
he would curl up in bed with me. 

Because he fell in love with my parents HUGE yard when I brought him home for a visit back in November, I left him there for the remainder of my time in Searcy.
I knew it was best for him,
but I missed his snuggles.

So while there may be ample reasons for me to dislike being home,
Sawyer snuggles may just make up for all of them. 


And yes, I'll have to say goodbye to sweet Sawyer again come June.
But I think I might be okay with sacrificing this...

for this...

Dec 15, 2010

I should be studying...

I'm not embarrassed to say that I have accepted my grade in my history class.
Because of said acceptance, 
I have NO motivation to study for the ridiculously long final. 
Whoops. 

I don't understand how any of the information will be beneficial in the future--
unless my dream of being on Jeopardy comes true.
Even then, the chance of getting, 
"History of the Far East"
as a category is pretty slim. 

And honestly, I don't want to be on the show to prove any sort of intelligence.
I just long for a 15 second banter with Alex Trebek. 
Judge me. 


Here's to all the students who are surely brain-dead by now. 
You're not alone.

Dec 12, 2010

The boy and the ginger


I love this picture. 
A friend of mine snapped it when neither one of us were paying attention.
There's nothing really special about it. 
We were just being us.
And I love that. 
"Us."

Also- this is NOT a kissy picture. 
While we're not above an occasional smooch in public,
I had just applied bright red lipstick on and Tim just wouldn't let me. 


Here's another, just because I think it's funny. 
Mom hates that we don't have any "serious" photos. 
We're just goofy...again, I love that. 
We'll take plenty of "serious" ones over the next six months. 



A prom pose with my favorite ginger. 
I am so glad we rode to my last Delta Gamma Rho function together. 
I will miss her dearly next semester.
Good thing she's in the wedding. :) 



Well, it's time to study for my last college finals!
:)



Dec 10, 2010

Milestone

I just finished my last official college class.

Wait, what?
Holy cow- where did the last 4.5 years go?

In 8 days I will walk across a stage and venture into the "real world."
And by "real world," I mean
...my parents house. 

While it was not my original plan, moving home seems to be the right thing to do for now.
I can substitute teach,
love on/spoil Sawyer before I leave him for a non-dog-friendly apartment,
work on wedding stuff,
and enjoy my parents love (free food, money, rent) for a little while longer. 

And then in 6 short months, I'll be...
Mrs. Giddens. 


That's going to take some getting used to.


Nov 15, 2010

Under Construction

I attempted to redesign this all on my own. Bad choice. 

I'll be back soon with a (hopefully) new and improved look. 


Love, love, love!

Nov 10, 2010

Genesis

I am horrible at reading my Bible. Seriously. Unless I'm required to for class or am trying to keep up during a sermon, I generally don't give it much lovin. After a few rough weeks, I started thinking about the factors surrounding my stress and unhappiness. It didn't take me too terribly long to put 2&2 together last night. Where have I been turning for help, encouragement, and support these past few weeks?

Tim, my parents, friends, and yes- even a therapist.

And then, clear as day, my mind seemed to softly say,

Cara- Remember me? The one you profess on Sundays and the occasional Wednesday?
Seems you've forgotten where you came from.

And truth be told, I sorta have. But rather than wallow in guilt and turn the TV on, as I usually do, I sat down, grabbed my Bible, and started at the beginning. My beginning. Genesis.

I have an NIV/Message parallel bible. It's a honker of a book, but it really has a lot of great things in it. For example, each chapter begins with a sort of preface. The one in Genesis was perfect for last night:

"First God. God is the subject of life.
God is the foundation for living.
If we don't have a sense of the primacy of God,
we will never get it right,
get life right,
get our lives right.
Not God at the margins;
not God as an option;
not God on the weekends;
God at center and circumference;
God first and last;
God, God, God."

With that foundation laid, the first five chapters of Genesis spoke to me in ways I've never heard before. Two things really stuck out:

1. It mentions that Adam and Eve heard God strolling in the garden.
I long for that closeness- to actually hear God close to me. Can you imagine?

2. Even though their sin led them to discover their nakedness, the Lord fashioned clothing for Adam and Eve. How amazing is it that we serve a God who provides for us, regardless of the sin that precedes our need?

Wow.