tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65530707774739657792024-03-13T16:53:52.672-05:00all's bright at the albrightssharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.comBlogger377125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-67930560788969121792012-09-20T17:16:00.002-05:002012-09-20T21:36:57.999-05:00slip on by lyric video<div style="text-align: center;">
Recently Kevan was given the opportunity at work to make a lyric video for one of their new artists, <a href="http://findingfavour.com/">Finding Favour</a>. I was given the honor of helping him out a little with it. The song is a story about a conversation one of the band members had with his grandfather once, and his grandfather gave him the good advice of not letting life "slip on by". We came up with the idea of flipping through a scrapbook of the grandfather's life, and we were able to use old pictures of Kevan's Grandma and Grandpa to bring the idea to life. They have some of the neatest memories captured on film, and I was so glad that we were able to make Grandpa the star of the video. He is (and was!) pretty cute, and Grandma - my goodness, so lovely. The momentos, postcards, etc. used were some of Grandma and Grandpa's, some from antique stores, and a few were found in my favorite abandoned farmhouse expedition. It took some long hours to get the book put together, then for Kevan to work his magic making the video, but it was worth it.</div>
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And here is the fruit of his labor, starring Wayne and Lina Gale Albright.<br />
Video by Kevan Albright. Awesome song by Finding Favour.</div>
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Speaking of Wayne and Lina Gale, they have both recently been hospitalized. Their rooms are on different floors of the hospital, and they have each been so worried about the other. But I am happy to report that Grandma was able to go visit Grandpa today.</center>
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Here they are on a date to the carnival, late 1940's maybe?</center>
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And here they are today, still holding hands. My goodness, what an inspiration.</center>
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sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-90109797972020302512012-07-18T16:31:00.000-05:002012-07-18T16:31:48.131-05:00faves<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: white;">some fave pics of my fave peeps (with a little update on each) from this past month or so...</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">K E V A N</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">still working hard at gotee records - currently a running fool - often uses his sleep-in days to go trail running at 6am -</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">will always look oh, so cute in a backwards baseball cap</span></span></div>
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starts pre-k in september - wants to own a bakery when she grows up <span style="background-color: white;">- said her taco "really hit the spot" the other day at lunch </span><span style="background-color: white;">-</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">turns two in less than a month (!) - says really cute things like "i wanna wee! puthsh high!" when she wants to swing, "come ee-oh" when she wants to show you something, and refers to Merit as "Bay" - loves "Melmo" (Elmo) & "Geeay-go" (Diego) -</span></div>
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Oh, man. This poor blog. My mom reminded me today that I haven't done much with it lately! It actually made me laugh out loud when I saw that the title on my last post was "Christmas: Part One". I'm sure I had great intentions to post a part two or three, or you know, move on from Christmas. The past couple of months have been super busy in <a href="http://redbuddesigns.net/">Redbudland</a>, so most of my computer time is spent in Photoshop. I hate that I can't keep up with this blog. It's all we've got as far as family scrapbooks or albums go. Sigh. I do put pictures almost everyday on my <a href="http://web.stagram.com/n/redbuddesigns/">Instagram</a>. My username is redbuddesigns, if you want to follow along there.</div>
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Anyway, I will move past part one of Christmas at some point, but for now I'll let some new pics and video sit here for a while. The pictures are a couple of my recent faves of the girls (from my phone).</div>
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Merit Fey and Shy Violet!</div>
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This video is from February, but I love it. I am still learning how to use the video feature on my camera, so I was practicing with Merit that day. I asked her to sing a song for me. </div>
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I shall title this video "I Made It Up". If you make it to the end, you'll see why.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had Christmas a few days early at our house since we would be out of town on the actual day.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Christmas Eve, attempts at getting a pj pic - too much love and too blurry :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcd2EKtvQho/TyGIetN6HWI/AAAAAAAAKeE/Sw56NxEXibE/s640/IMG_6448.jpg" width="388" /></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">such a fun morning!</div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-78621653655145015342012-01-24T10:04:00.000-06:002012-01-24T10:04:05.958-06:00photo a day - days 9-23<div style="text-align: center;">day 9: daily routine - four little mermaids in the tub</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-301HWP4WxzM/Tx7TaQ2XeeI/AAAAAAAAKcY/s1Y8mGwV3Gw/s400/IMG_4784.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 10: childhood - my family in Colorado circa 1983</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YsHU22RdX-s/Tx7TasF6geI/AAAAAAAAKcg/E1bnf-pU8g4/s400/IMG_4788.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 11: where I sleep - my side of the bed</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkP4MKyK-kE/Tx7TbHOVzvI/AAAAAAAAKco/2KNCTRWYnY8/s400/IMG_4798.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 12: (I wish we were) close-up - We saw the Civil Wars at the Ryman, and they invited Taylor Swift on stage to sing their new song for the Hunger Games soundtrack.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIXctxnWvBE/Tx7TbqIn6-I/AAAAAAAAKcw/WhwXLko5yKY/s400/IMG_4816.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 13: in my bag - nothing anyone older than 3 would be interested in!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9iLhk53k7zI/Tx7TclUzJaI/AAAAAAAAKc4/WQlL7UbHgrk/s400/IMG_4835.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 15: happiness - I took Merit to see Beauty and the Beast in 3D. We were both in heaven.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-stkDbYmjF24/Tx7TePSi-SI/AAAAAAAAKdA/B5iDwTwlG00/s1600/IMG_4909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-stkDbYmjF24/Tx7TePSi-SI/AAAAAAAAKdA/B5iDwTwlG00/s400/IMG_4909.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 16: morning - my fave mug and fave pj's</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6_Ra3bYX0E/Tx7Tjdzo3TI/AAAAAAAAKdw/egR9EkdUs_M/s400/IMG_4929.JPG" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">day 18: something I bought - I found this little vintage piggy bank at a junk/antique store in its original packaging. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPjRt71-bLc/Tx7Tek5kYBI/AAAAAAAAKdI/qVBcTt09gWs/s400/IMG_4948.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 19: sweet - Merit napping on our bed</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMwbiGPnSkI/Tx7Tey3_r5I/AAAAAAAAKdQ/Uubu85Pq7ms/s400/IMG_4958.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 20: someone I love - more than he knows</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSUCjqLvXsM/Tx7TgYwJQXI/AAAAAAAAKdY/VxNaZRHATAQ/s400/IMG_4967.JPG" width="381" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 21: reflection - the sunset in my rear view mirror</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TAtDpd2yxZI/Tx7Tg4-BBEI/AAAAAAAAKdg/Udoc04d90Y4/s400/IMG_5001.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">day 23: something old - My friend Penny and I spent a few hours exploring this old abandoned farmhouse a little over a week ago. On this past Sunday, Penny drove by and discovered that it had since been demolished. So very sad that it couldn't be saved, but I'm so glad we got a chance to "get to know it" before they tore it down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oIZ5Itc3Qfc/Tx7ThW8Q7oI/AAAAAAAAKdo/67cMoVnZei8/s400/IMG_4998.JPG" width="400" /></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">in the car...Merit could barely contain herself. She kept saying, "Santa is going to be so excited to see me!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp7erepn544/Tx7IjhE5VcI/AAAAAAAAKbY/rKjiZdLUJVE/s1600/IMG_4467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp7erepn544/Tx7IjhE5VcI/AAAAAAAAKbY/rKjiZdLUJVE/s400/IMG_4467.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">waiting in line...Merit is still excited, August is starting to lose it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mVO4uJCTh1c/Tx7Ir5Sce4I/AAAAAAAAKbg/UfVse82iQ18/s640/IMG_6440.jpg" width="426" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Merit with her standard sweet "Santa smile" (see below), and August looking over at us with the saddest look she has ever given. It was really sad, but I LOVE this picture. When Merit sat down, she said, "Santa! You remember my name, don't you?!" He was a bit awkward. She then told him that she wanted a mermaid dress for Christmas, and he told her how important it is to be a big sister.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">In this picture, Merit is wearing a dress that was my mama's when she was little. My Mama Bea made it for her, and it is gorgeous! I love that she still has it. It is one of my favorite family keepsakes!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The weather was great today, so we actually got to play outside. Merit was on her "stage" on the steps of the shed, singing a song she was making up as she went. It involved "someone special" and "affections". I loved how she was crossing her fingers while she was singing, and my mom reminded me later that my dad does the exact same thing when he performs with his quartet. SMILE!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Since we've been back from Christmas vacation, August has been pretty obsessed with baby "KaiKai". She sleeps with him, carries him around, feeds and hugs him... more smiles.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My brother Matt sent me links to a couple of pages out of my parents' college yearbook. Here are my parents at age 22. They both have always been such good-looking people! Smile. Smile. Smile.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">my big ole red shades that I got for 99 cents</div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-72343929269275826842012-01-04T16:49:00.001-06:002012-01-04T16:50:07.502-06:00pic of the day: 2012 edition<div style="text-align: center;">Well, even though I took pictures most days <a href="http://sharonthefun.blogspot.com/search/label/pic%20of%20the%20day">last year</a>, I didn't do so well getting them on the blog. I'm not making any promises this year either, but I'm joining in on this fun little challenge on Instagram that gives a subject for your picture every day. </div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">day 1 - me, treasure-hunting at the farm in Coleman. This wasn't actually January 1st, but close enough. And this is about as "Me" as it gets - doing something I love to do in a place I love to be with people I love to be with.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jdRKH_DLG0I/TwTSmYL3_6I/AAAAAAAAKO0/93HxtHXQzAs/s1600/photo-17.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jdRKH_DLG0I/TwTSmYL3_6I/AAAAAAAAKO0/93HxtHXQzAs/s400/photo-17.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">day 3 - I ADORE these vintage pyrex bowls that my mama gave me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AOciJSbGH-w/TwTSnUHDnTI/AAAAAAAAKO8/hxdb_gNZBU0/s1600/photo-16.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AOciJSbGH-w/TwTSnUHDnTI/AAAAAAAAKO8/hxdb_gNZBU0/s400/photo-16.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">day 4 - Merit likes to check the mail with me to see if Dolly sent her a book. No book today.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NQXbs_6Mgg/TwTSlH_1-WI/AAAAAAAAKOk/-1dMyWJpLRE/s1600/photo-19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NQXbs_6Mgg/TwTSlH_1-WI/AAAAAAAAKOk/-1dMyWJpLRE/s400/photo-19.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-41947469613429102632011-12-24T10:12:00.001-06:002011-12-24T10:12:00.484-06:00happy christmas!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="458" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDStBcPBJlY/TvNXDLOubiI/AAAAAAAAKNY/i8i9cRpaCsI/s640/albright_2011.jpg" width="640" /></div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-77744765888129632032011-12-16T11:51:00.000-06:002011-12-16T11:51:10.716-06:00christmas is here! and thanksgiving was great, but...<div style="text-align: center;">...let's talk about Halloween, shall we?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This post should make up for the lack of action around here.<br />
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Matt, Nikki, and Kai came to visit us the weekend of Halloween, and we had so much fun! On Saturday, we went to our town's Pumpkin Fest. It was the first time the kids wore their costumes. Merit was Dorothy, August was a munchkin (poor second child - her costume was Merit's gnome costume from a couple of years ago), and Kai was his absolute favorite, "Memo" aka Nemo.<br />
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I "made" Merit's Dorothy dress from this dress I found at a thrift store...<br />
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Add some red sparkly shoes and braids, and she was her favorite character from "Wizard of Pause".<br />
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straight from Munchkinland...<br />
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Our downtown has little main street festivals every few months, and they are always so fun. August got to go in the petting zoo for the first time and she LOVED it.<br />
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SIDE NOTE: People think August is a boy a lot. She doesn't keep clips and such in her hair, and I'm not a huge pink fan. Anyway, while she was in the petting zoo, wearing this costume that is a DRESS with PINK plaid and big DAISIES, someone asked me about her and kept saying "HE". Really? Who dresses their boy like this?! Okay, I feel better now.<br />
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I have to zoom in on the bottom right picture so you can see the group of ladies in the background who stopped to oooooo and awwwww over the Dorothys.<br />
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We spent the rest of the weekend before the real Halloween resting and playing.<br />
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I'll have to do trick-or-treating in a post all its own. Coming soon!</div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-71680853433475426042011-11-16T14:05:00.000-06:002011-11-16T14:05:32.986-06:00redbud christmas card design!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://redbuddesigns.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-dnaipiW_0/TsQVvXSmVyI/AAAAAAAAJ68/ZbxUPCgDj1s/s400/redbud_christmasdesign2011.jpg" width="352" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just wanted to give a little shameless plug for Redbud real quick. I still have spots available for custom Christmas card design (details <b><a href="http://redbuddesigns.blogspot.com/2011/10/custom-christmas-card-design.html">HERE</a></b>), and I have a shop open for premade designs that you can see <b><a href="http://redbuddesigns.bigcartel.com/">HERE</a></b>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had such a fun time at the fair this year (way back at the beginning of August). It was August's first fair, and you can't go wrong with taking Merit to a fair. She's a girl after my own heart in many ways, and loving the fair is one of them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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We went to the park today, and I let August roam about the big kid park for the first time. She was obsessed with climbing the big slide, which was no surprise. She's a climber! She was so determined to make it to the top every time! Her static-y hair was awesome by the end of it, and her little heart was beating so fast.</div>
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Speaking of hair, my super sweet and awesomely rad husband dyed my hair a darker brown for me tonight. It reminded me of how my Grandaddy used to give my Mama Bea "permanents". Thank you, Kev!</div>
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sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-55051504951353636932011-09-29T11:26:00.000-05:002011-09-30T11:30:06.742-05:00<div style="text-align: center;">Merit can write her name! I love her crazy E's. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KT2tgHSgs3k/ToXt8E1X92I/AAAAAAAAJXs/N8cVMVQKCWM/s1600/Picture+19.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KT2tgHSgs3k/ToXt8E1X92I/AAAAAAAAJXs/N8cVMVQKCWM/s1600/Picture+19.png" /></a></div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-3656736215024271502011-09-28T16:50:00.000-05:002011-09-28T16:50:18.293-05:00hope for Sunday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yjtv4Gk3Ivc/ToOOKUiS8bI/AAAAAAAAJXg/-Oa5AfMIIY0/s1600/Picture+9.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yjtv4Gk3Ivc/ToOOKUiS8bI/AAAAAAAAJXg/-Oa5AfMIIY0/s320/Picture+9.png" width="318" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have a ton to do right now. The girls are sleeping, and this is usually my Redbud time, but I can't get sweet Sunday Ibok out of my mind. And not that I want to. He embodies everything all of us should aspire to be. Most of you who read my blog are likely connected to ACU and know who Sunday is. If you didn't know who he was before this week, you probably do now. For the few of you who may not, this is Sunday.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">(pics taken from his facebook)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYjluHaoAss/ToOKlzQ0nNI/AAAAAAAAJXU/FAk18VE2vzo/s1600/Picture+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYjluHaoAss/ToOKlzQ0nNI/AAAAAAAAJXU/FAk18VE2vzo/s400/Picture+2.png" width="262" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P22Y9JT3n0o/ToOPGPPBKlI/AAAAAAAAJXk/hGBHC5tyY6Y/s1600/Picture+10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="278" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P22Y9JT3n0o/ToOPGPPBKlI/AAAAAAAAJXk/hGBHC5tyY6Y/s400/Picture+10.png" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> On Monday, he suffered a massive brain aneurism and has been on life support since. He has been declared brain dead. The doctors give no hope. (Although we know otherwise, no matter what happens.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I haven't seen Sunday in person in several years, but knowing the joyful, dancing, encouraging, life-giving Sunday that I did in college, it is hard to imagine that this is happening right now; that his body is now alive, but lifeless. Sunday and I weren't the best of friends at ACU, but he made me feel that way every time I saw him. I remember specifically that he would always tell me that he thought I was beautiful. It was never in a flirty or romantic way - but it always made me walk a little taller after seeing him. My senior year I was Big Sig, or pledge mom, for my social club. I had all 50+ of my pledges outside of the campus center giving some kind of instructions, and Sunday happened to pass by. He came over, interrupted me, and began to tell all of those girls what he thought of me, again, using the word "beautiful". Eight years later, here I sit with that vivid memory. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've spent a lot of time the past couple of days reading over the hundreds, maybe thousands of facebook messages he has recieved. People from all over the world are coming and telling stories just like mine. "Sunday always made me feel so loved....he made me feel famous...Sunday is a beaming light in my life..." Message after message a testament to the way he followed and truly loved others like Christ. <a href="http://arewestillcool.com/2011/09/our-friend-sunday.html">THIS</a> blog post is written by a friend of his from New York and gives an excellent view of Sunday. Another close friend of his posted this on his facebook:</div><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}">"We want everyone to find comfort in one of the last conversations Brady, Sunday, and I had... We were discussing the message from church, which covered the portion of the Lord's prayer, "His kingdom come", and Sunday began telling us of his dreams of bringing heaven to earth. He also told us that for the first time in his life he was truly happy and confident in his walk and had come to <span class="text_exposed_show">a place where God was enough. He said that if he never got married, or had children he would be content. The conversation ended with Sunday saying that he feels his life has been fulfilled and that if God was to call him home 'tomorrow' he would be joyful with how far he has come. We rest in confidence that this is Gods mercy in helping to prepare his heart and our hearts for today. He certainly is a good God and we hope that this story will bring you comfort and faith tonight. God is our rock and we stand in praise of his goodness even in tragedy."</span></span></span></i></h6><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've heard that he may be taken off of life support soon, maybe even tomorrow. There are people all over the planet who can't imagine life without Sunday, so they have been praying for a miracle, and I have joined them. But I know that even if his body isn't healed in the way we hope for, he'll continue to have a major impact on this world. In fact, I'm not completely convinced that he hasn't been an angel all along.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; <span class="reftext"></span>nor does </i><i>anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. <span class="reftext"></span>Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Matthew 5:14-16 </i></div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-61615517914696372652011-09-06T10:53:00.000-05:002011-09-06T10:53:15.345-05:00then and nowI hate being behind on this blog. There are things that happened months ago that I need to get on here, for memory's sake, and to ease my own sentimental mind. (I still think about how I never blogged about the wonderful baby shower my friends gave me over a year ago.) And if you follow me on Facebook or Instagram, you know that I still take pictures everyday, but I have failed to get them on here! Anyway, I guess I am apologizing, if only to myself, my mama, and my mama-in-law. ;)<br />
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So, in the spirit of catching up, here are a couple of pics from <i>then</i> that I regret never posting from when our dear friends, the Deyos, came to visit us in July. Hopefully, I'll eventually get all of the pictures from that fun weekend on here. Maybe.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Merit and Lily at the creek</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRelfYzX9h8/TmY7KsPVDCI/AAAAAAAAJWE/ETkqY1fTp4Q/s1600/IMG_4468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRelfYzX9h8/TmY7KsPVDCI/AAAAAAAAJWE/ETkqY1fTp4Q/s640/IMG_4468.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">(these girls used to look like this)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7YeMQzzAgKA/TmY98KiCfyI/AAAAAAAAJWU/BIPgf3R9AmM/s1600/100_5717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7YeMQzzAgKA/TmY98KiCfyI/AAAAAAAAJWU/BIPgf3R9AmM/s640/100_5717.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And <i>now</i>, in the spirit of staying current, here is Merit's new pet - her very first - that she got yesterday. It is a betta fish that she named <strike>Jerry</strike> <strike>Ariel</strike> Nemo. Merit loves him, maybe a little too much, as she insists that he needs a blanket and constant snacks. Welcome to the fam, Nemo!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15919791024115507838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6553070777473965779.post-91811868349837786832011-08-12T08:40:00.000-05:002011-08-12T08:40:22.698-05:00not yet one, but already celebrated!<div style="text-align: center;">August doesn't turn one until tomorrow, but we are headed to Colorado this weekend, so we had a little party for her last weekend. The party started at 4, and around 2 that afternoon, birthday girl decided to try crawling out of her crib, which resulted in her falling out and getting a bloody nose. I have never felt worse in my life. She ended up being okay and with a couple of bruises on her cheek. Crib now lowered to the lowest possible spot! It was so horrible, but will definitely be something we'll never forget about that day!</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">the invites</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V37KbYflB20/TkQRmTdYIZI/AAAAAAAAJQU/73q8YCCIoGI/s640/agsnv.jpg" width="481" /></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This pic pretty much sums up my vision for this party - vintage yellow rose party (because of her name and duh, TEXAS) with daisies, peach, orange and cream accents</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the decorations</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqCQUxJjtAg/TkQRo6Ck5JI/AAAAAAAAJQc/MFQrPW6DYo0/s1600/agsnv3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqCQUxJjtAg/TkQRo6Ck5JI/AAAAAAAAJQc/MFQrPW6DYo0/s640/agsnv3.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the favors - I made yellow rose cookies.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evgY3eo6Kdw/TkQRpZ9SrOI/AAAAAAAAJQg/n82acQ9OSZk/s1600/agsnv4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evgY3eo6Kdw/TkQRpZ9SrOI/AAAAAAAAJQg/n82acQ9OSZk/s1600/agsnv4.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the party!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_0VahG7B_M/TkQR_kMOr_I/AAAAAAAAJQ8/OnVtezUzk6g/s1600/IMG_4958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_0VahG7B_M/TkQR_kMOr_I/AAAAAAAAJQ8/OnVtezUzk6g/s640/IMG_4958.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Since we are seeing my family this weekend in Colorado, my parents weren't able to come to Tennessee for the party, so we put them on iChat as we sang and she ate her cupcake.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40xU1hLRiTs/TkQSgSCNmRI/AAAAAAAAJRg/1mM-GJ46-po/s1600/IMG_5006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40xU1hLRiTs/TkQSgSCNmRI/AAAAAAAAJRg/1mM-GJ46-po/s640/IMG_5006.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">a sweet bunch of girls - Ava, Bennet, Audrey, Liberty, Lorelei, Merit, and August!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bennet, Lorelei, and August are all really close in age - her future bff's!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKsc5ewcM8k/TkQW1mYkH-I/AAAAAAAAJS4/A_ehwcf879Q/s1600/IMG_5027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKsc5ewcM8k/TkQW1mYkH-I/AAAAAAAAJS4/A_ehwcf879Q/s640/IMG_5027.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank you so much to everyone who came and made August's day so special. It truly meant so much to us to have you there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Birthday, August Rose! Tomorrow we will celebrate you all over again! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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