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I saw this on my friend Stacy's blog, and I had to try it. There is a great site: http://www.yearbookyourself.com/
that you can download pictures to and see what you would look like in old yearbook photos. I tried it with both Mark and me, and it was a hoot! Here are some highlights.
My favorite game to play with people is "Remember When?" It can get me going until I'm laughing and tears are coming out of my eyes. (Ok - it doesn't take that much to get me to that point.) I've been seeing this on a few blogs, and I've really enjoyed reading the responses. Are you ready? Get your memories out!
Here are the directions:1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! I guess good or bad, but be nice!!!!!!!2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you.
Mark and I discovered Hermann Park last week. It's only a couple of miles from our house, and it's HUGE - how did we not go there before now? Anyway, it's beautiful, with fountains, playgrounds, a golf course, and an outdoor theater. We had made a little picnic basket to take with us, and we enjoyed our plums, crackers, and cheese while we watched a free production of Julius Caesar. It was awesome! Come to find out, they have free productions every week.
After further investigation into the park, we found lots of stuff to occupy our time. We can visit the zoo, take a paddle boat on the lake, look for statues, walk around the gardens, and take a peek inside the butterfly conservatory. I think we will take to spending our nice cool evenings at Hermann Park. What a cool place!
Our first Sunday at church, the Bishop pulled us into his office so he could get to know us a little bit better. We filled out our transfer of records request form, and then he asked us what our evacuation plan were. What? We were a bit confused. Our biggest concern was getting moved in, not getting moved out.
That was our first encounter with our ward's emphasis on emergency preparedness. In the first month we were here, we heard 3 talks and had 1 fair devoted to emergency preparedness. Seeing as how we live in an area affected by hurricanes, and we had moved right at the beginning of hurricane season, we decided we had better get prepared. I started an emergency binder, full of all our important information. We got started on our water and food storage, and made a list of 72-hour kit supplies.
When Dolly came thorough Corpus Christie, we were far enough away not to be affected. But it was a wake-up call to really get cracking on our emergency plans. Then we got word that Edouard was heading our way - a category 1 hurricane. It was supposed to be mild, as hurricanes go, but I'd been through tropical storms before, and I knew enough to be nervous for the storm that was coming.
We woke up Tuesday morning, the day the hurricane was supposed to hit, to the sound of rain. Mark decided it wasn't bad enough to stay home, so he went to work, leaving me to brave the hurricane all by myself in our apartment. At 12:00 noon, the appointed time for the hurricane to hit Galveston (45 minutes south), I started gathering up the flashlights, candles, and matches, ready for a power outage. But it never came. In fact, the rain stopped at 1:00. The wind hardly rustled the leaves of the tree outside our window. By the time it hit Houston, Edouard turned out to be a dud. We were a little disappointed that we didn't get to experience our first real live hurricane, but are grateful that we didn't have to put our emergency supplies to use. We'll save them for the next hurricane to come along.
July is shaping up to be a month of celebrations for this Herbst family! Mark and I celebrated our one year anniversary on July 26. It's hard to believe that a whole year has flown by so quickly. Our wedding song was "Everything" by Michael Buble, and I don't think we could have picked a more appropriate theme song for our lives and our relationship. Mark really is my everything. He lets me fly my own kite, and he's there flying his right along with me. The year has been good to us, and I am excited for the years to come. Happy Anniversary, hon!
Another year, another birthday, and I am now closer to 30 than I am to 20. The official birthday count is 26. And I must say, being 26 feels pretty good! Since I turned 25, I found the man of my dreams, changed jobs, moved twice, and became a stay-at-home wife (just until I find a job I want).
Mark stayed home from work and, in honor of my birthday, and we slept in. We went to lunch and then to see Mama Mia, which we thoroughly enjoyed. Exxon had a night at the baseball game for all of their new employees that night, so we went. We watched the Astros beat the Cubs (Mark was pretty upset about that) and stuck around to watch the fireworks that are set off every Friday night after the game.
When we got home, I checked my facebook account, and there were so many Happy Birthday messages from all of my great friends. Thanks, guys! I have the best friends and family a girl could ask for. It's funny how people pass in and out of your life, and sometimes I wonder if I'm the kind of friend people want to keep in touch with through the years. All my messages sure made me feel remembered and loved. Thanks for the phone calls, texts, emails, and messages. Keep them coming, and I'll try to keep in better touch too.
