Tuesday, May 10, 2016

2015: Upon further review, part 2.

This is the second installment of our 2015 retrospective. Check out part 1 here.

March 4-5: Mac and freeze

We figured we'd made it through the worst of winter weather when March arrived. But no.

This sign at a local gas station summed it up. As soon as a meteorologist so much as mentioned snow, citizens flocked to supermarkets to stock up on milk and bread.

Typically I'd be thrilled at the prospect of another cozy snow day, but on this particular Wednesday, the forecast bummed me out. Why? We had Fleetwood Mac tickets for that night! Brett and I had decided just a week before that we shouldn't miss out on this opportunity to see one of our favorite bands (and one that we both really like, as opposed to other musicians that one of us prefers more than the other). When we saw the forecast, however, we tried to dump our tickets on Stubhub. Of course, all the other Fleetwood Mac fans knew about the impending snowpocalypse, so no one bought the tickets. We then decided we'd give it a shot and go to the concert instead of eating those tickets. If necessary, we could always just stay in Dallas until the roads cleared.

We joined the other hardy fools at American Airlines Center and were happy to have our seats upgraded. Instead of being in the upper level, we were moved into the lower bowl, to the right of the stage.

It was a fantastic show, filled with all their hits plus some extended instrumentals from Lindsay Buckingham. Really impressive. But as our phones kept reminding us, road conditions were worsening by the minute.

When we left the arena, we found ourselves in a winter wonderland. Our plan had been to find a downtown hotel, but everything nearby was booked. Plan B was to drive to the next closest available hotel room. Once we got started, though, we realized we'd be better off to just drive home.

Turns out it was a harrowing drive. There were no lanes, just tracks left by the few cars ahead of us. After slipping a bit on some treacherous overpasses, my (not so) brilliant idea was to get off the freeway once we made it to the Mid-Cities. But doing that only put us on untraveled roads. By this point, our windshield wipers were pretty much useless thanks to all the ice frozen on them. Even finding a place to pull over and clean the wipers was tough because the snow was obscuring curbs and driveways! Fortunately, we were able to pull over into a Cici's Pizza parking lot. Getting traction to leave that lot was rough, but we finally got back on the road and ever so slowly made it home.

We didn't get there until after 1 a.m., but boy, were we happy to make it safe and sound!

The next morning, we checked our accumulation: more than 4 inches in our front yard! Now that's a good snow—at least, once we didn't have to drive in it.


After recovering from our nightmarish drive, we took a walk to a neighborhood donut store.







Made it to our destination! 


After we'd been safely home for a while, I asked Brett if the concert was worth it. It was tough to answer because the drive home had been so scary, but we ARE glad we got to see such a great show and still made it home safely.


March 6: Ryan and the great nieces

We always love a visit with these cuties!




March 8-10: Katie's band trip to Walt Disney World

The highlight of Katie's band year came with this trip to central Florida. The icy weather made their departure iffy, but the roads cleared enough for the buses to leave on schedule.


At WDW band members had a clinic with Disney musicians, but then the rest of their time was devoted to fun in the parks.


We didn't get to accompany Katie, so we clung to the photos she sent us!


Of course, she had a blast! Ryan had his own big band trip back in 2010 for the Tournament of Roses parade, so we were so glad Katie could enjoy this one. A true Disneyphile, she loved getting to ride Tower of Terror and Haunted Mansion, and she was even able to talk her friends into eating lunch at Biergarten, our favorite restaurant in Epcot.

Later she told us that even the long ride home was great because everyone took time to recount all the fun they'd had. 


March 10-13: Spring break retreat

Katie was in Florida and wasn't able to attend the church youth group's spring break retreat in the Hill Country, but since our youth minister had to miss because of his new baby, I pitched in to help the other adult chaperones.

Along the way, we had not one but two tire episodes. When this trailer tire blew, we weren't far from our destination, so our quick-working chaperones put on a spare and we made it the rest of the way to our campsite.

Returning to the HEB Foundation Camp is like coming home. Our campus ministry came here for retreats back in the 1980s, and I just love that our youth group kids can enjoy it, too.






Yes, you drive in the river! The main road to the individual camp areas is a river road.

On our way home, we had ANOTHER blowout. This time, we had to call a professional to change the tire, but we were thankful to be close enough to a little town to get help.

While I hate that Katie wasn't part of this retreat, I'm thankful that so many of our HCC teenagers got to go. What a gift to spend a few days in the Hill Country with other believers!


While Katie and I were out and about, Ryan and Brett made a quick trip to ATX to see these rugrats.

March 21: Hometown tourists

Brett and I talk about all the artsy stuff we used to do before marriage and kids. Every now and then, we actually get to do some of it! On this fine spring Saturday, we played tourists and visited the Kimbell, the Will Rogers complex, and the Water Gardens.




While we were out and about, we made a stop at the Fort Worth Stockyards where we saw the daily longhorn cattle drive. It was a great day!




March 25: Survivor brush with greatness (second in a series)

Since discovering our connection to Survivor contestant Mike Holloway (see part 1 here), we'd been following his adventures as the season progressed. When Ryan learned that Mike was hosting a viewing party at a local restaurant, we were all over it.



It was wild to watch this show with someone who was actually in it! In this particular episode, he had helped his opponent/ally, Kelly, during an immunity challenge because he was afraid she would be the next from her tribe to be voted off. It was interesting to hear his reasoning for such an unusual move.


It seemed like everyone else there was either a close friend or relative of Mike. We really felt like intruders, even though the viewing party had been publicized on the restaurant's Facebook page. We were relieved when Mike made the rounds and stopped by our table. I had the chance to introduce myself as his sophomore English teacher, which led to his mom giving me a big hug and thanking me for having patience to deal with a 15-year-old Mike! Our superfan, Ryan, was later able to "talk shop" with Mike, which led to continued conversations with him throughout the season. 

When it was time to go home, we just couldn't believe our good fortune. To have a connection, albeit a loose one, to a Survivor contestant was pretty cool, but to watch an episode with him a couple dozen of his closest friends was off the charts!

March 28: Chinese Bridge speech contest



Katie took her Chinese language studies up a notch to compete in the Chinese Bridge competition at UT Dallas. She and one other student were the only representative from her school district, and it's no wonder: For this contest, students had to write and memorize a speech in Chinese and present it to judges. Then they had to answer a question about Chinese and show off a talent. This would've been stressful in English, much more so in Chinese!


Katie was disappointed in her honorable mention, but her teacher and I were so proud of how well she did against students who have been studying Chinese for much longer.


March 29: Daisy's 2!


Happy birthday, Daisy Jean!


April 1: Easter prep

You know Easter's coming when...
...giant machinery shows up in the family center! Our worship minister brings out the big guns when it's time to change bulbs and reset lights. 

On the Wednesday night before Easter, our AV guys got to take a ride in the lift. It made me a nervous wreck to see them up there in that thing, but...

...what a cool pic John was able to get!


April 4: Egg dyeing


 We didn't have any kids with us to dye eggs this year, but that didn't stop us from taking part in this tradition!


Good thing Frisco still counts as a kid!

April 5: Easter


Oh, how I love to worship with my church family at Easter! As stressful as it can be in the booth, with all the special music and extra effects, the Spirit still fills our hearts and unites us in worship. Love it and love our Savior!


April 9, 11: Brett's thumb


Ruh-roh.

I knew something was up when Katie met me on the stairs. She led me to the game room where I found Brett, sheepishly nursing his hurt hand.

He had taken a spill on his bike earlier in the day and dislocated his thumb. He iced it, but hours later, it was still hurting. After a quick web search to see who takes his insurance, we were off to the ER.

At the hospital, Brett had just about convinced himself that nothing was seriously wrong when the ER doc popped in to say, "Yep, it's broken."

Thus began Brett's frustrating recovery. Writing (typing) with one hand was sloooooow going. His afternoon bike rides had to be put on hold. Even walking the dogs was tough with one hand out of commission.

But he didn't have to have surgery, and the kids, dogs, and I did all we could to comfort our new lefty until he got use of his thumb back.


April 18-19: Journalism convention and spring game

Darn the luck! The UT spring game just happened to be the same weekend as our state high school journalism convention! Of course, I decided to try out the photography skills I was learning that weekend to snap a couple of pix before returning to the conference.




Can't even count how many times I've taken the ol' "Tower view from a window" pic.

Hook 'em!

April 21: The Time Machine


Brett is a natural entrepreneur, and with his constant stock of comics and other pop culture items, he opened an antique mall booth last year. It's a great set-up: He has a place to sell items he picks up, and since he doesn't have to man his booth, he can leave some of his convention wares for sale year-round. Win-win! 

April 25: ChaCha's 9!

It's hard to believe our "little ball of fur" has been with us for nine wonderful years. Happy birthday, ChaCha!


April 29: Survivor brush with greatness (third in a series)

After meeting Mike Holloway at his viewing party, I realized he'd probably be open to my newspaper students interviewing him for a story. We came up with a list of questions for him about Survivor and also about his days as a Bell student. I sent them via Facebook message and then tweeted him to make sure he got the questions. Then he asked what we were doing in class the next day.

You can't even imagine my excitement. I just KNEW that his visit would somehow fall through, but sure enough, during my conference period, I saw him pull into the front parking lot at school. And then I noticed he had someone with him: Shirin!

Shirin had been the subject of some controversy in the previous weeks because of the way other contestants had bullied her. Twitter had been abuzz with comments supporting her. And here she was, walking around our campus.

Because it was my conference time, I was able to show Mike around the ol' campus. He enjoyed walking the halls of his alma mater (although technically, he graduated from another high school).
He spotted the approximate location of his old locker.

He and Shirin tried out the desks.

Once my students arrived, we had a great press conference. My newspaper staffers were not Survivor fans in the least, and their interest paled in comparison to mine, but Mike and Shirin were extremely gracious. They answered questions candidly and explained some of the intricacies of Survivor to them in layman's terms.



After the press conference, we posed for photos.

My thank-you gift for Mike was a Snickers bar since he had made a big deal about eating some Snickers while for a reward on the show.

When Mike and Shirin left, I was shaking with excitement, but I was SO sad that Ryan had not been there. He had class at UT Arlington and work after that, but when he realized what he'd missed, he was kicking himself for not taking the day off. I HATED that he had missed spending this time with Mike and Shirin. He has met many Survivor contestants, so he was really bummed he didn't get to meet her.

So you can understand why the following text from Ryan the next day made me squeal:
Ryan had messaged Mike and was able to meet up with him and Shirin while they were playing disc golf.
Again, I can't say enough about how kind and generous these two were with their time. Unforgettable!

May 1: World's tallest Elvis

Everybody's neighborhood should come with a Tex-Mex restaurant that's within walking distance, strong margaritas (see why the walking distance is important?), and the world's tallest Elvis impersonator. 


May 2: First Monday Trade Days in Canton

We'd talked about it forever, but in May we finally pulled off the mini-family reunion at Canton First Monday!


My find for my UT collection

Brett's haul

May 6: Survivor brush with greatness (fourth in a series)

Unlike our first viewing party with Mike Holloway, this one was PACKED! Mike had made the merge and was looking to be in good shape, and many of his friends and family wanted to help him celebrate.

At this event, Ryan got to meet S29 contestant, Missy Payne.

And I got another selfie with my former student!

May 8: Katie's last band concert

When the spring concert rolled around, Katie had already decided she would not be in band for her senior year.

After being in band for eight years and watching Ryan and Katie play for another eight, it was hard to say goodbye to the whole band world.


When the Honors Band played "Stars and Stripes Forever," I cried, remembering that special march that my high school touring group played across Europe.


Thanks for the memories! From band camps to region tryouts, from the Tournament of Roses Parade to Disney World, Ryan and Katie's band days provided quite a ride.

May 10: Mother's Day




May 16: Texas Flute Festival



One more time for the Texas Flute Festival! Katie did a great job with her solo, and then we enjoyed a little excursion to the Denton square.

May 17: Walk on the trails




May 20: Survivor brush with greatness (fifth in a series)




We could not have DREAMED that Ryan's last season of Survivor to watch at home would feature someone we knew. We would never have imagined we'd ever get to watch one episode, much less TWO, with a current contestant. And to spend an afternoon with a Survivor? Unthinkable!

To top it all off, MIKE WAS THE SOLE SURVIVOR! Thanks to an impressive string of immunity wins late in the game, he outplayed, outwitted, and outlasted to take the $1 million prize home.


May 23: Athens wedding


We traveled to East Texas to see sweet Maddie get married. We've watched Maddie grow into a lovely young lady, so it was a joy to see her make this commitment and march down the aisle.



May 25: Walk with Daisy


The girl loves her walks!

May 29: End of school year

End of the school year always has us
hanging on for dear life!


May 30: Dallas Comic Con

While I was at Bell's graduation, Brett and the kids were checking out Dallas Comic Con. 

Wednesday, March 09, 2016

Dear Chuy's.

Hey, Chuy's!

Waaaay back in December 2008, I sent a message to y'all, begging for another shot at a Tarrant County location. It's bad enough to have to move away from Austin, but to have to go without Chuy's? Unthinkable! The South Cooper location was able to tide me over for a while, but after it closed, I was stuck driving to Dallas to get my creamy jalapeno fix if I couldn't manage a trip to Austin. Chuy's response: 

"We are currently expanding in the Dallas area and are looking for a location in Arlington. Hang in there a little longer..."

And hang on I did. Imagine my joy when the Arlington Highlands location finally opened! It was "only" 45 minutes from my house. And then we got West 7th in Fort Worth (24 minutes away)! And even Southlake (26 minutes)!!! I consider myself a Chuy's ambassador, so with each new local opening, I'd get texts and Facebook messages, asking what's so great about the place or what I recommend they order (um--EVERYTHING?).

Now we're getting a Chuy's in North Fort Worth, a MERE 13 MINUTES FROM MY HOUSE. You have no idea how happy that news made me. And the best part of that glorious press release: I got to hear the good news again and again because everyone I know kept telling me: "Hey, didja hear we're getting a Chuy's on Heritage Trace?"

So here I am, 7+ years later, saying THANK YOU for keeping your promise and bringing the creamy to Tarrant County. Congrats, too, for your success sharing the gospel of Chuy's all over the U.S., including Tyler, my hometown, and Springfield, Virginia, where I was conceived (TMI?).

If you need any guinea pigs to test the new place out or if you're looking for customers for a "soft opening," you know who to call! Otherwise, I'll be there March 29 with bells (or a Chuy's shirt, at least) on.

Long live the bean and cheese stuffed sopa with tomatillo sauce,

Charis

Monday, January 18, 2016

One day more.

Sunday was our "one more" day: one more church service, one more dinner out, one more Survivor episode before Ryan's return to UT. With his big trip of a lifetime to Los Angeles and gatherings here with family and friends, his break was jam-packed. 

We loved spending extra time with him. Problem is, I got spoiled. I let myself forget that he doesn't live here full time anymore. If only he weren't so much fun to have around! 

From my perch in the sound booth yesterday, I had a nice view of my family during worship. It does my heart good when Ryan and Katie sit together at church. Just across the aisle from them was a mom, baby on her hip. Fortunately, I didn't notice her until the last song because the juxtaposition was too much for my mom angst to bear. It was only a little while ago that I was the one struggling to keep my baby boy entertained. Just the other day, I was the one wrestling with a wriggly kid. But now I'm wrestling with my emotions: overwhelming pride and joy for my Pride and Joy, but also bitter sadness for that empty chair that'll be at our table tonight. 

Of course, I'm proud of the way he's coming into his own, finding his way in his coursework and in his college town. Brett and I are far from saying, "Our work here is done," but we're grateful that our almost-not-a-teenager is hard-working, intelligent, and kind. 

As Beverly Beckham wrote in her excellent Boston Globe column about children leaving home, "It's not a death. And it's not a tragedy. But it's not nothing, either." There's a profound sadness that comes with this business of letting go. But in a big way, I'm glad I'm sad! We miss him when he's gone because we don't just love him. We LIKE him, too! And isn't that wonderful?

Here's to a great spring semester, Ryan. We love you times "infiniby"! Go get 'em, and hook 'em, too! 

Wednesday, December 30, 2015

2015: Upon further review, part 1.

2015 started with such promise. This would be the year, I said, that I finally got back to documenting our family's life with this blog.

2015's response to that pledge? A big HA! My first post for 2015 came in AUGUST. Even a 19-day run during NaBloPoMo could not come close to getting this blog up to date. So here, presented in multiple parts, is our year in review, a blogging smorgasbord of 2015 goings-on.

Jan. 8: Winter band concert

The theme of this midyear concert was Disney, fitting considering the band's spring break trip to WDW.



It's incredible what these kids (and their directors) can do! As always, the performance was so impressive.

Jan. 10: College Football Playoff Fan Central

This would've been way more fun if MY team had been playing for the national championship in Arlington, but even without a dog in the hunt, this event was a blast. You know, even when they're wearing the "wrong" colors, college football fans are my kind of people.

On the Saturday before Monday's championship game, a friend and I attended a teachers' summit sponsored by the CFP folks and held at the Dallas Convention Center. I arrived a few hours early, however, so I could check out the fan events that morning, specifically media day. With the help of a little FM headset, fans could listen in on the individual Q&A's going on around the room with first the Oregon and then Ohio State players and coaches.

It was quite a scene!

After his analyst duties ended for the morning, Mack Brown visited with the many fans who lined the ESPN set-up's perimeter. Gracious as ever, he was happy to pose for selfies. 

This was a great year for DFW college fans. In a 10-month span, Arlington hosted the Final Four (for which I also volunteered, even though I didn't help with the actual games) and the football national championship. And I got to pose with two pretty special trophies. Here's hoping some bigger guys in  burnt orange get to raise those trophies some fine day!

Jan. 12: Brett's 'How To' book

I think this is Brett's seventh book, but who can keep track! His next book is at the publishing house now and should be out in spring 2016.


Jan. 17: Faces of Impressionism

January's a tough month for some of us, so we like to schedule fun outings to chase away the blues. This exhibition had us at "Van Gogh."




Jan. 17: Daisy's new 'do



We call this her Joan Rivers look.



Jan. 22: Billy Joel concert

I have an ongoing love affair with Billy Joel's music, so when I saw he'd be in Dallas just a few days before my birthday, I jumped at the chance to buy my own gift and get two tickets.

It was our first big arena concert in years (since Bass Hall Lyle concerts don't count).


Of course, it was fantastic! He played almost all of my faves, including "Vienna," and even after all these years, he's "got a way" of interacting with the crowd.

What wasn't fantastic was my fainting spell afterwards. After being wedged into my seat for two solid hours, I got sick when it was time to go. But hey, it's nice to know the American Airlines Center's paramedics are so good at their jobs!

The concert sent me down memory lane. I paid a whopping $17.50 to see Billy back in 1987!

Jan. 24: Survivor brush with greatness (first in a series)

When I saw the cast for Survivor season 30, the guy from a nearby town caught my eye. Sure enough, he went to L.D. Bell, and he was even IN MY ENGLISH CLASS! I was quick to send this pic from the Bell yearbook to Ryan, our resident Superfan. We were so pumped to see how he'd do. We had NO idea what a treat this season would turn out to be!


Jan. 26 and 31: Birthday #47

Nana treated us to a delicious meal and Brett and Ryan took me to Denton and Winstar for my birthday.



Feb. 1: Super Bowl XLIX

What's better than watching the NFL's biggest game? Sharing it with friends, of course!


Feb. 8: Booth buddies

Love these guys!


Feb. 8: Ryan meets 'Anya'

At Dallas Comic Con Fan Days, Ryan got to meet Emma Caulfield, an actress from family fave Buffy the Vampire Slayer. What's even cooler is that Brett got to interview her before the show!



Feb. 14: Coop's first birthday

It's hard to describe the joy this little fella has brought our family! We gathered at Scott and Margaret's house to celebrate his first birthday.



Cousins

Silly Katie!

Uncle Breps loves Coop!

Feb. 14: Valentine's Day

Chocolate. Chocolate everywhere.


Feb. 21: Banner year at B&N

Barnes & Noble bookstores featured Brett's 100 Greatest book with their Christmas 2014 promotions, so we had fun spotting copies of his masterpiece at various B&N locations.

On this particular day, not only did we find his book, but we also spotted three of his bylines in magazines that B&N carries. What a year for our writer!


Feb. 23: Ice, ice, baby

Our first of several ice days came in February. The guys decided to brave the bitter cold to walk for provisions (Little Caesar's pizza).


Feb. 26: Sweet sisters



Feb. 27-28: No business like SNOW business

As Texans, we rarely get to see our world turn white, so when snow comes, we go a little crazy.


The flurries started during the school day. By the time the final bell rang to send us home, we had about an inch everywhere, including on our cars.


I was really glad when we all got home, especially Ryan. He had a treacherous drive home from UTA. Brett and I were on pins and needles until we saw his car pull in front of our house. 



Daisy wasn't sure what to think.

We just HAVE to throw some snowballs!

At Nana's


Coming soon: Part 2 of "2015: Upon Further Review"!


Sunday, December 20, 2015

Lost.

Two years ago, we lost Brett's dad, my second dad, and the kids' Papa. The four of us went with Nana yesterday to put poinsettias on his grave.

In a way it's hard to believe it's been two years since we kept vigil in that living room, singing, praying, holding his hands as we clung to his last moments in this world. 

But then again, so much has happened since he passed away. Another great grandchild was born and has grown into a precious toddler, Ryan graduated from high school and moved to Austin for college, and life in general has marched onward and upward.

Without him.

As a family, we have struggled to cope with his absence. We don't know how to face that empty recliner, how to take his seat at the dinner table, where to go for wise words about bikes, cars, sports, and life.

So we're lost. 

We'll gather tonight to celebrate our family Christmas. We'll hug our sweet nieces and nephews (and get an extra squeeze from the one who's finally home from Japan for a bit), and we'll eat and laugh and open gifts. The little kids will make Papa's "outer" face, and we'll tell Papa stories and miss him like crazy.

But we'll also thank God for the baby who's the subject of so many of those songs on the radio lately. We'll thank Him for the savior who came so that whoever believes in Him will not perish but will have eternal life. We will praise Him for taking away that part of the mystery; thank God, we KNOW where Papa is. (Hint: He's not in that Colleyville grave!)

As a family we will always miss Papa and grieve for him, but even though we may be lost without him, we know where Papa can be found.