Saturday, December 19, 2009

White Christmas - for real

Wow. The snow started last night around 9:30pm - about the time I was leaving the Burkhalter/Fitzpatrick Christmas Caroling Party in DC.

It kept snowing. And snowing. It has been snowing for over 24 hours now, and it's going to cease after having dumped an approximate EIGHTEEN inches in my neighborhood. The wind has blown a TON into our backyard, and I'm going to have to jump in it tomorrow. Here's the progression (ok, I was lazy and only took pictures at two intervals in the day. It's more serious than this even now):

From the bathroom (compare to this posting)


This is Robert Francis Weatherbee at about 10:00am

And at 4:00pm (it's 11:30pm now and I can only see a smidgen of the left side mirror):


The backyard at 10:00am:


And at 4:00pm (and now it looks like a flat space - no pots or chairs or bbq grills evident):


And this is where the roommates and I hung out most of the morning:



We spent the afternoon in the basement, watching White Christmas and National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.... stir-craziness is starting to set in.... tomorrow will have to be more adventurous or else I'm going to go crazy. If we open the front or back door, a ton of snow will rush into the house... but... we'll be free....

Addition to Family Christmas Movie List Proposal

Dear Family:

I hereby propose we add two movies to our Family Christmas Movie List:

1. Irving Berlin's Holiday Inn
2. National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation

#1 should make it because it has both Bing Crosby AND Fred Astaire in it.

Here's a random smattering of quotes from #2 that will no doubt soon become favorites:

"She's frozen from the waist down."
"Well, that's all part of the experience."

"I don't KNOW, Margo!"

"Get OFF me, you little fungus!"

"The funniest thing. She falls in a well, and her eyes is crossed. She gets kicked by a mule, they go back to normal."

Side note: we have the EXACT same couch as the Griswolds in Bebe!

"Take a look around, Helen. We're at the threshold of HELL!"

"How did you get through it? I had a lot of help from Jack Daniels.

Respectfully submitted,
Emily

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Bike tour on the Mt. Vernon Trail

Yes, I went on a self-guided photography tour of the Mount Vernon Trail... which really means I rode my bike and had my camera with me. Fun ensued.


Note: I need gloves with fingers. My fingers almost froze off: it was only about 40 degrees, but with as fast as I was hauling, it seemed subzero.


Look out! Ice on the trail! I almost wiped out. Well, not really, but I imagined what it would feel like and so I so carefully tried to evenly disperse my weight in hopes of not flipping over or sliding on the ice to meet my death.


Well looky looky! It's Fort Washington! I determined that this was far enough, as it has been weeks since I last rode my bike (I mean, I could pull something and get a dreadful injury...) and it was insanely too cold to not have better protective gear (besides gloves, I need a face mask or something, and should have worn my WINDbreaker jacket instead of a cute colored jacket (when will I learn function over form?!)... and I couldn't find my "normal" sunglasses, so I was wearing my 70's-highway-patrolmanesque aviators that kept slipping down my nose. Windblock: yes. Any other function: negative).

Anyway, here's Fort Washington. First fort of its kind in its place. Came as a result of the War of 1812.

Then:

Now:




The rest I took while on my way back to my nice warm car. I think I can, I think I can....





I love these bridges.



Icy...swamps?


I still love these bridges.


This is where George Winston's Plains CD plays.


Hey! It's the love van from St. Patty's Day 2008!!



What a lovely ride.

SNOW! snow...snow..snow..snow...snow!!!


Ok, so this is a week and a day old, but here are pictures from the first snow of the season!!

Here's the view of our backyard...(and no, that's not my bike)... totally enough to make a snowman! :)


And a view out my window. Awesome, yes!??

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Weinachten in der Fredericksburg

Meanwhile, back in Fredericksburg, the fat family went for a walk...


The anticlimactic lighting of the Christmas tree at Marktplatz...


The whirlygig from Germany....


Trey being culturally insensitive... (at my prompting...)


Ok I'm exhausted, but am posting nonetheless. More to come after the insanity that is this week is over....

Sunday, December 6, 2009

A&M vs. t.u. - heck yes I was there.

After the Baylor weekend, I was in Austin on Monday - got most of my hair chopped off by my old hairdresser Brian (but in a good way - it's the new, daring me - complete with painted fingernails), went to the Capitol to see Shera, Allison, and Lauren (dude. I miss that place more than I thought I would. Missed seeing Shera, but was able to chat with the latter two), talked to Dennis, encouraging him to run for Governor in 2014 so I could move back and help him with human trafficking issues (hehe), went to Emerald's for a new purse, met James at Spiderhouse (I MISS AUSTIN, Austinites, friends in Austin...), and had dinner at Maudie's Mexican Food with Kyle (where we sat next to Tom and Nadine Craddick - woohoo Texas politics!).

Tuesday was a Fredericksburg day - what a wonderful town. Bought a spiffy jacket, ate lots of Mexican food.

Wednesday, Mom and I went to Austin to see Drew (sweet cousin who just had brain surgery in New York), and on to College Station where we met up with Dad and other Cav parents to transform the Louis Pearce Pavilion into a suitable place to have Thanksgiving Dinner (haha! It's an arena with stands! Just had a lambswool judging contest or something. Hey allergies!). Midnight Yell was at 8:00pm (don't ask), so the parents came along!! Afterwards we went to Northgate and had some Shiners at the Dixie Chicken with the parents. Awesome.

Thursday we headed over to Marie's precious house to see the Eckel and Ray families.... LOVE them!


Colors of fall harvest are just so dang refreshing.



Frat daddy Charles....


Charles' bonfire stack he crafted out of toothpicks:


William the Screaming Banshee.



Trey and the rest of the Cav guys took over George Bush Drive... it was pretty spiffy!


Hey Chi-Os! Hey roommates!! Hey classy maroon!


Here's the tail end of the motorcade, responsible for ensuring no crazed fans tried to hurt the tea-sips on their big bad tour bus.



Big bad tea-sip fans...sheesh.



Amy came up for some more tailgating! This time we had even more fun :). We got two tickets (worth $100 each) for $45 total! We sat on the grass on the south end of Kyle Field and watched the game on the jumbotron. This is pretty much an ideal location. Sitting on the grass as opposed to standing in stands for four hours?? No question. Well, we stayed at the Cav tent for the 1st quarter. A desperate scalper dude was cold and tired and seemed relieved to take our money. Amy and I also stood in the Senior Boot Line because I was interning my fall semester Senior year and thus missed it). Please note the classy shades of maroon Amy and I are sporting. It CAN be done!


Cool people.


Oh, Thanksgiving game. You've been a part of my life for 25 years. This year was the 10th anniversary of when Bonfire collapsed. 1999. Crazy. Dad, Trey and I were at the 1998 Bonfire - the last (University-sanctioned) one on campus. It was amazing. SO hot. SO huge. Utterly breathtaking. We also went to the 1999 A&M vs. UT Thanksgiving game... it was really special. There were several jets that flew over, and they did the Fallen Man formation (or whatever it's called - where one of the jets flies off to the side)... Mom and I were sitting high in the Zone and the planes were SO SO close. I think the UT band might have played Amazing Grace. I cried for sure - it was super moving.


Well boys, you gave them a good run for their money. At least we still won halftime.

Rosewood of New Tabor

Rosewood is fabulous.  Honey and Alvin Kutach are dear, dear friends that have been around the Eppright family for years.  Dad and Honey lived across the street from each other in Houston, Alvin used to be the vet in Caldwell, and now they've built their dream house and have a bed and breakfast.  Their guests canceled at the last minute, so we got to enjoy the cozy house Saturday night!

Kyle brought his guitar and played a ton of songs that we sang along to... here's a fuzzy yet cool picture I took while Amy was strumming...
We stayed up super late.


Dad thinking his "Cat" (Caterpillar) jacket is cool, and acting like a pterodactyl.


The Buddy Holly twins....


Amy, Kyle, Dad and I are all (in my opinion) great photographers, so we set out with our equipment and took a ton of pictures around the property Sunday morning...

Yes.


Cool old truck parked under a tree


This Injun was standing guard against birds/vermin





I love the countryside.


Frog on the pier


Tranquility.


Dewdrops on a spiderweb


Jars in the garden


God is in the details...


They grow the most beautiful orchids you've ever seen.  Here are my favorites:





I found this little book on the ground in the greenhouse...


"The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth His handiwork." ~Psalm 19:1

How cool is that.  After I'd been wandering around in God's beautiful creation all morning...


....and this.  So true.


Gig 'em!


In the Dragonfly Room (an open-air place for entertaining), they have this massive light fixture from Mexico...)


Widchimes and the Texas countryside.  Healing to the soul, I tell ya.


Nature!


Goullet!!

We beat Baylor!!

Back in Old Army, it was be a given that A&M would pummel Baylor.  However, in these lean budget years....er.... not a real excuse.  The football program at A&M is, well, well-funded to say the least.  Trying again, in these lean winning years, it's newsworthy if we do in fact beat Baylor.

I flew in to Houston Friday night before the game, and got to spend an AWESOME time with Courtney, Danielle, Amy and Sheridan!  My plane was late coming in, and they so kindly waited at the airport (where Amy forced them to sing Christmas carols of her choosing...haha).  We immediately went to Tony's (viva la Mexican food!! Queso!! Margaritas!! Si.)  We went to Cedar Creek later, where I ran into an ex from college who is now married.  Random.  Also random: Dude at bar (Texas Tech graduate, mind you) tried to get on my good side by complimenting me on my watch.  He asked the brand, and I told him it was a Fossil.  

"Oh nice.  How affordable,"  he smirked.  

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? The dang thing cost about $110 and is the most I've ever spent on a watch.  Oh how I wish I had been wearing my classy men's watch from Wal-mart (may it rest in peace - the thing, though awesome, lasted about 2 months before self-destructing).  

I digress.  Had a blast with the girls - haven't laughed so hard in so long!  I miss y'all!! :)

Stayed at Amy's crib - she and Sheridan had taken the time to painstakingly cover every single picture frame with pictures of cats from some weird cat calendar (ex: a picture of a cat with a bunch of packing peanuts.  The caption: "I'm sending myself to the catnip farm!" REALLY?!?! Who comes up with this stuff!?!)  They even took the time to safety pin the calendar sheets to the bedsheets.  I was so....touched.

Saturday morning, Amy and I woke up at the crack of dawn at headed for good ol' College Station to watch the Aggies beat the hell outta Baylor (said with fingers crossed).  Thanks, "Wheels!" :)

Look!! It's Trey!! He has his  braces off!! Ladies, stay back.  


ME and the kid brother.  It was cold and rainy - what?! - I thought I left all that weather behind in DC!! (Had to buy a jacket because all my clothes were warm weather clothes.  Silly Texas.)


THE COME AND TAKE IT FLAG!!!  On an Aggie T-shirt!!!  I was so excited, I asked the guy wearing it to pose so I could capture this great shirt.  I need to get one! (Gonzales, Texas - where I grew up from ages 7-13 - was where the first shot of the fight for Texas' Independence was fired, where the Come & Take It cannon is located, etc. etc.)


Bravo, cymbal player.  You rock.





I love the band.  Good thing we always win halftime.



So we didn't have any tickets, so we spent the entire day tailgating.  Ran into the Kaspars, lots of Chi Os (got two of their names wrong.  Awesome), Nathan, the Babbs, an ex from high school, people from Shiner, the Johnsons of OK, Natalie, Kyle (just got back from Iraq) and lots of other pals.  after a fun day of tailgating, the gang (Kyle, Amy, and the family) headed to Caldwell for more adventures (see next post)....

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Xerox making it super easy to support our troops!

DUDE.  It doesn't get much easier than this!

Please go to http://www.letssaythanks.com and pick out a thank you card: Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq.  You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.  It is FREE and it only takes a second. 

What a great gift this would be for those serving overseas, far from home and family and loved ones.

We can never say enough thank-yous. 

Thanks for taking to time to support our military! 

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Great Quotes Emily Has Collected

And now for the latest installment of Great Quotes Emily Has Collected (which happen to all come from the Membership Seminar I attended today for Emmanuel Presbyterian).

"There is not an inch of any sphere of life of which Jesus Christ the Lord does not say, 'Mine.'"
-(Abraham Kuyper)

"The God who is worthy to be known and served for who he is, is himself the answer to this world's longings.  And those who know him best are best equipped to serve him.  He is their message.  If we have discovered the glory of God in the face of Christ, we must not hold back.  The God of glory must be made known."
-(Tom Wells)

"What matters supremely, therefore, is no, in the last analysis, the fact that I know God, but the larger fact which underlies it - the fact that he knows me."
-(J.I. Packer)

"Doctrine is useless if it is not accompanied by a holy life.  It is worse than useless; it does positive harm.  Something of 'the image of Christ' must be seen and observed by others in our private life, and habits, and character, and doings."
-(J.C. Ryle)

"Biblical orthodoxy without compassion is surely the ugliest thing in the world."
-(Francis Shaeffer)

"There is only one safeguard against error, and that is to be established in the faith; and for that, there has to be prayerful and diligent study, and a receiving with meekness the engrafted Word of God."
-(A.W. Pink)

"in essentials,
unity;
in non-essentials,
liberty;
in all things,
charity."
-(R. Meldenius?)

"It is an undoubted truth that every doctrine that comes from God, leads to God; and that which doth not tend to promote holiness is not of God."
-(George Whitfield)

"We can find our firm foundation in a covenant contracted among the three Persons of the Triune God, even before time began.  This plan to rescue and recreate damaged and guilty bearers of the divine image was initiated by the Father to be executed by the Son, and to be applied by the Spirit to those very persons on whose behalf the Son would keep covenant."
-(Dennis Johnson)

"While we do not get a
better Christ 
in the sacraments
than in the Word, 
sometimes we get 
Christ better."
-(Robert Bruce)

"The moral absolutes rest upon God's character.  The moral commands he has given to men are an expression of his character.  Men as created in his image are to live by choice on the basis of what God is.  The standards of morality are determined by what conforms to his character, while those things which do not conform are immoral."
-(Francis Shaeffer)

 "Worship is a way of gladly reflecting back to God the radiance of his worth.  This cannot be done by mere acts of duty.  It can be done only when spontaneous affections arise in the heart."
-(John Piper)

"To pretend to homage to God, and intend only the advantage of self, is rather to mock him than worship him.  When we believe that we ought to be satisfied, rather that God glorified, we set God below ourselves, imagine that he should submit his own honor to our advantage: we make ourselves more glorious than God."
-(Stephen Charnock)

"The bread that is spoiling in your house belongs to the hungry.  The shoes that are mildewing under your bed belong to those who have none.  The clothes stored away in your trunk belong to those who are naked."
-(Basil the Great)... my new favorite quote.

"It's not what you do with the million if fortune should ere be your lot, but what you are doing at present with the dollar and quarter you got."
-(Author Unknown)

"It's clear that in the days of the apostles, it was the universal practice to receive believers into the visible church.  It's possible that a true believer, because of some unusual circumstances, may fail to unite with the church.  One may, for instance, believe in Christ and die before receiving baptism, or joining a local church.  But such instances are exceptional.  The Scriptural rule is that while membership is not a prerequisite for salvation, it is a necessary consequence of salvation."
-(R.B. Kuiper)

"Fundamentally, our Lord's message was himself.  
He did not come merely to preach a gospel; 
he himself is that gospel.  
He did not come merely to give bread; 
he said 'I am the bread.'  
He did not come merely to shed light; 
he said, 'I am the light.'  
He did not come merely to show the door; 
he said, 'I am the door.'  
He did not come merely to name a shepherd; 
he said, 'I am the Shepherd.'  
He did not come merely to point the way; 
he said, 'I am the way, the truth, and the life.'"
-(J. Sidlow Baxter)

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I like wine. And America.


After a fun night of wine tasting at Best Cellars in Clarendon/Arlington, Haley and I took a walk through Whole Foods where she purchased a small pretzel roll (tastes like a pretzel, looks like a roll).  As we were walking back to the car (we were in Virginia, therefore I drove - unlike DC where I'm forced out of the comfort of RFW and out into the street with "other" people - this issue comes up nearly every time Haley and I hang out), three guys came up and did a poor job of trying to flirt with us.  One guy (the more outspoken one of the bunch) asked Haley what she was eating.  After being informed that it was indeed a pretzel roll, he asked, "Why aren't you going to share?".... to which I retorted, "This is America, we don't have to share!" (totally said tongue in cheek) and THEN this guy says, "Yeah, this is America, so don't I get some of that?" and then I felt a sinking, sickening feeling.  Even though I realize I was the one being snarky at first.  O America, where art thou?

Happy Veteran's Day.



Thank you.


And you.


And you.


A couple of months ago, I was talking with a colleague about how sad it is to know that my children will never know the men of the Greatest Generation, the veterans of World War II.  I thought about how much I look up to them, what great sacrifices they made, the great integrity they possess.  

My colleague countered, "What about the great men and women of your generation?"  And I thought of the many people I know who so bravely serve and have served our country who are all around my age.  My heart swelled with pride, for I could easily list off a number of people I'd want my kids to meet.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Chrysalis Winery

Chrysalis Winery in Middleburg, Virginia = awesome.  Went on a fabulous trip with Tara, Brynnan and Sarah on Saturday.  This is BEAUTIFUL country!  Loudoun County.  Look it up.  Here are some of the highlights.














On my winelist lay oyster crackers to clear my palate when switching from light, sweet wines (of which I need to develop an affinity) to red, dry, peppery wines (of which I am a huge fan).

Regarding the "flip-flop girl:"
 - "She's from Canada or something."
- "Nah, I think Central Virginia" (said in unison).



Picnic!!


Classy.

Brynnan: "And she's wearing mirror glasses."
Tara: "Thank you."

Picture this:  18 inebriated yet dressed to the 9's (paisley, scarves, vests, designer jeans, heels....) men arrive in a limo.  After a flight of 10 (.5oz.) wines, one of them (in heels mind you) thought it would be a grand idea to climb an old tree near the picnic tables.  

The diva with her paws up had already attempted to climb the tree.  Unsuccessful and loud.


She valiantly offered to serve as a stepping stool for the gent in paisley and heels.


Bravo!  Smile for the iPhone!


And then an elderly man came up and reprimanded him.  (And then one of the tree climber's buddies shook his finger at the old man, demanding to know why he hadn't stopped the unsuccessful, loud diva from climbing the tree.  What, do you not like my paisley?)

"This is an old tree..... this is private property....[bottom-dwellers].  You can't pull this [stuff] in a vin-yard."





FARKLE!  This is a fun game my roommates are hooked on... and I too am becoming quite hooked.  My name was Loquisha.

High-heeled Mama: "Woah.  You have three fives."

Mave: "Do you know what Mave means?"
High-heeled Mama: "500?"
Mave:  "She who is intoxicated."



What could be more glorious than riding your horse over to the winery?!?!  IDEAL.


They were kind of a big deal.


So beautiful.  What a wonderful day.


Christmas is here?!

What is it I do at work, pray tell??  Here's one of the fun things I got to help out with recently: Christmas packages to the field offices!  And I totally got payback for all the times I've cursed stores for putting Christmas stuff out before Halloween... and Thanksgiving for that matter...  Lo and behold, we had to get the packages sent out last week to ensure they'd get there in time, and then it's: "WHERE'S ALL THE CHRISTMAS STUFF?!?!"

We did our best (no candy canes out yet) and got some awesome gifts... and Patty and her crew got them all shipped out with time to spare - woohoo!


We took over one of the phone rooms and deemed it "Santa's Workshop" while we sorted, labeled, wrapped, and shipped everything.

I've definitely had Amy Grant's Christmas songs stuck in my head.... so HO! HO! HO!  Bring it on, commercialism of Christmas!  I'm ready.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

A good book.

America: The Last Best Hope by William Bennett = awesome.  




It's a fabulous refresher of things I learned in 8th and 11th grade and freshman year of college.  HISTORY! Vasco de Gama!  Henry VIII!  Benjamin Franklin!  I bought the book on itunes months ago and am just now listening to it (in the mornings when getting ready for work).  It's great to hear the stories for pleasure instead of trying to cram for a test... although I've been told to take the Foreign Service Exam after listening to the entire book... which of course I will just for the heck of it.  I'm only in 1796 right now, but HIGHLY recommend this book.  It's a swift kick in the pants to remind me how blessed I am. 

Funny: went out with some "blokes" Friday night... and after so many mornings of the events leading up to and following the Revolutionary War, I felt a surge of patriotism and smugness that my country beat theirs... even though it was over 200 years ago :).  They informed me that "someone had to train George Washington!"  And as it turns out (after their trip to Mount Vernon that day), the Brits did indeed train G.W.  Whatev.  Thank goodness he loved America more than his instructors.  

PS did you know that G.W. turned down the opportunity to be KING!?  Yes, his loyal followers wanted desperately for him to be king of these United States.  He, being the stand-up gent he was, was repulsed by the idea and proclaimed, "You imbeciles!  What have we been fighting against but the oppression of a king?!?" or something like that.



Good ol' George.  I'm going to name one of my kids George, in honor of (chronologically):

  • George Washington (obviously)
  • George Hindes (my great-great-great-grandfather who rode with the Texas Rangers and fought indians and was a hero)
  • Curious George (yes, the monkey)
  • George E. (my great-great-uncle and $uper Aggie)
  • George Bailey (James Stewart's character in It's a Wonderful Life
  • George Herbert Walker Bush (so much respect for this man... and his wife - my fave)
  • George W. Bush (I love ol' Georgie).  
Yes, he will have a lot to live up to.  I will live valiantly and vicariously through this little human.  And if God doesn't bless me with a little boy, I'll have to name a girl Georgia, and she will no doubt be incredible, too.  For in addition to the list above, she'll need to represent Georgia Virginia Lawshe Woods (from True Women) and my grandmother, Mary, who hails from Commerce, Georgia, and has managed to maintain her Georgia accent despite having moved away over 50 years ago.  It's only fittin'.

I've now looked at the name "George" so much it looks weird to me.  Like when you are looking through a phone book and the names look weird from seeing so many of the same-spelled words.

Thend.