Domestic Bliss...
Dan and I made a quick trip to Stonebriar Mall to pick up a few things left on our wedding registry; a French Rolling Pin from Williams-Sonoma (for that pie crust I'm going to make....one of these days) and a Hot Air Popper from Macy's. It was on sale for 19.99 and I couldn't resist! Dan and I have been wanting one for so long and couldn't wait any longer.
Let me say...I've been a fool for eating popcorn any other way. It is so amazing and fluffy. When paired with melted butter (wrong, I know, but fantastic!), Reese's Pieces, and a Dr. Pepper...I'm not sure there's anything else more wonderful in the world. I'm in a blissful state right now....even though I'm watching my husband as he's got his favorite series "The Venture Bros." on the tv. I don't mind watching it with him. He smiles with a boyish joy that I find so sexy.
To many more lazy Sundays with my husband......God is good!
Life these days...
To say it mildly, our relationship and how we handle ourselves in situations have been tested. I'm proud to say that we came together as a family (albeit small, but no less important) and prayerfully made decisions that were best for us and our well-being. We have been blessed by God's grace and his mercy in all areas of our lives. I continue to be humbled by people's generosity and love; and at the same time I'm continually surprised by people's ignorance, hate, and inability to communicate like adults. Will life continue to test us in more severe ways than these past events? Of course...I'm not naive to that fact. But am I confident that we'll handle it the best way we know how....together with God? Of course I am. That makes me excited about our years to come.
I am in awe of the man that sits in front of me now. My husband, my partner, my lover, my beautiful future, my family.
(I know this entire thing was really mushy....I'm sorry if you weren't prepared for that. If it makes you feel better...he's sitting across from me in his boxers with Ruby laying asleep on his shoulder, wrapped up in a blanket watching Alton Brown. A paragon of style and manliness no doubt!)
Large rockers and Dublin DP
Bevin has a friend on Facebook who spent Christmas in Ireland, TX. We didn't know there was an Ireland, TX and it got us to thinking, "Wouldn't it be great to tell everyone we've been to Ireland?" And then we thought, "What if we went to Dublin first, THEN Ireland?! We could tell everyone we did Dublin/Ireland this weekend!" Go puns! We looked up both cities on the map; it'd be a stretch to hit both in a day and see all the sights, though Ireland's designation as a ghost town makes the list of attractions shorter than usual. Since Dublin is closer, we decided to go there and save Ireland for later.
My fears were unfounded. Bevin got us to Dublin in fine fashion, just 20 minutes before the next tour at the Dr. Pepper bottling plant. That place was awesome! It's the oldest DP bottling plant in America, putting out anywhere from 2 to 3 thousand bottles of the good stuff every other week. Much of the machinery is from the 20's and 30's. When something breaks down, they have to scrounge a part from storage or manufacture a new piece. They still use bottles that people bring in to them from garage sales and antique stores, some from the 1960's even! The tour costs $2.50 a person, lasts about 40 minutes and you get a free bottle of fresh brewed Dr. Pepper along the way! Bevin even took picures in place we weren't allowed to, like the picture below...
Big Daddy's Flea Market
After a day of gorging on cold cuts, mixed cheeses, fudge, etc., we headed home but not before stopping at a place called Big Daddy's Flea Market just between Tool and Seven Points. Yes, that's the name, Google it. Big Daddy's sits on about three acres of prime East Texas real estate along Hwy 274 and has the look of a converted Public Storage yard, only before there ever was anything called "Public Storage". The initial appearance of the place is deceptively small; it wasn't until we were through the first two buildings that I realized all the other sheds belonged to Big Daddy as well. The peddled wares though were pure white trash gold! Seriously, I've been to flea markets all over south and east Texas, as well as most of South Carolina and central Alabama. I know white trash gold when I see it.
And so does Bevin! She bought us a hot bag of roasted peanuts and a can of Dr. Pepper from a nice lady selling various cookbooks compiled by some of the local churches in town. We munched down while looking through voluminous libraries of old VCR tapes, ninja throwing stars, NASCAR collectibles- you name it! The highlight of the day was the basset hound puppies; Bevin was in love with a quiet one by the time I caught up with her. I'd been distracted by someone selling "books"... the largest collection of Nora Roberts and Danielle Steel I've ever had the, pleasure?, of wading through. (Anyone need a Dummies guide to Windows 98? I know where you can find one.) If we didn't already have Ruby, we'd have gone home with the little puppy! It was a 3 pound bundle of wrinkles and ears, very cute!
Too bad we didn't have the camera out. Some of the other patrons were very interesting and a picture would do them more justice than my faded memory. We came back to our car to find Ruby had thrown up in the back seat. The mess was cleaned up nicely and no one seemed to mind me letting Ruby pee next to our parking space. If you're ever out that way, check this place out and bring cash, you're going to need it when you find that rare copy of "Double Impact" in Betamax!
