We are members of a young marrieds small group, which we very much enjoy. Our wonderful small group leaders, Team Wakeem, encouraged us to bring our left over dessert to our neighbors after we had leftovers on Tuesday night. Now why didn’t that thought come to mind on its own? It makes me sad to think I needed to be reminded to branch out and form relationships with people that are right next to me! Our neighbors are really great, we’ve talked several times before, but no backyard grillouts or anything yet. They’re from East Texas, and although they have kids our age, I really feel that this could be the begining of a great friendship. We weren’t there for 5 minutes before they offered to nanny our kids (I’m not even pregnant), fix our fence, and babysit our dog. They’re the kind of people that make you feel comfortable with right off the bat (not just because they offered their service! =)) They have a daughter about our age too, and although we’ve only talked twice, I can tell she’s a sweetheart. That could be just because I know she’s an Aggie.
Sunday is going to be my birthday, which is always a bittersweet day. Sweet for obvious reasons (me, of course) and bitter because it marks the last day of summer. Where did all that time go? I took for granted all that sunshine. Next year, I will make the resolution to spend more days by pool, by the lake, or just outside in general.
Labor day weekend this year was great! Julie Prothro and I kicked it off by shopping in Canton. Although we didn’t buy too much, we saw some great items and ate really great catfish! We also got to park for free- thanks Jeff! After Canton, Travis and I went to the Cedars of Lebanon club in Tyler, Texas where his granny was being honored as a senior member. She has been a a part of the Cedards since it first founded 60 years ago. If you can’t tell by the name, the Cedars of Lebanon was founded by immigrants from Lebanon who wanted to create a community where their families could gather. We had a wonderful time eating betleyawa (or for you non-Lebanese folk “baklava”), kibbe, grape leaves and other yummy foods. After dinner, Travis’s mom tried to get me to dance Dobki with her, which is a Lebanese line dance. Seeing as how I didn’t know the moves, and I was the only blonde in the room, I’m pretty sure I’d get alot of people looking my way, and I wasn’t really wanting too much attention at this point. Maybe I’ll have her teach me the moves, so next time I’ll be more prepared. The rest of the weekend was filled with fun and relaxing at the lake and the Prothro’s wonderful home. We had humming bird breakfast at my parents. My dad has 5 feeders on our back porch, and every year we get 20-50 hummingbirds zooming around the porch. Travis tried unsucessfuly to capture one of them on his iphone. I don’t know what the shutterspeed is, but I’m pretty sure its slow, seeing how he was unsucessful. Good idea though, Travis. The Prothros are amazing chefs, now I know where Evan gets it from. We ate like royalty all weekend. Of course there was jet skiing, domino dominating (by team doubleXX of course), silent marco-polo playing, and fantasy football auto-drafting. I’m pretty sure that my favorite part was the company. We are very blessed to have such great friends in our lives.
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