Admittedly, I stole this idea from other blogs that I read. I’ve seen other bloggers post some of the funny things that are said around their house either by their husband or children, and most of the time those posts make me smile or laugh. Also, when we were in college we had a friend who always told me that I should write down the things that Andy says and turn it into a book one day. Well this isn’t a book, but close enough? Ha.
I started collecting the quotes about a month ago at the end of our time in Wake Forest. I told Andy about it and told him that we could both add to the collection and both veto anything that we didn’t want to be put on the blog to prevent unwanted embarrassment. (We’re both introverts, can you tell?)
Sarah: Katherine is just a really well connected person. She talks to like everybody.
Andy: What a pain. Or do you think she enjoys it?
Sarah: No, I think she likes it.
Andy: Well, good for her then.
Discussing Our Financials…
Andy: Another option is that we could withdraw everything, buy the most expensive car we can find and go out in a blaze of glory.
Andy: I’m just saying it could happen.
After attempting to cancel our phone service for the 3rd time that we didn’t want in the first place…
Me: Those crazy AT&T people.
Andy: At least they aren’t crazy AT-AT people.
Andy: We could watch Metropolis.
Sarah: Is it short?
Andy: It is two plus hours of silent, black and white, sci-fi goodness.
Sarah: When did you start liking silent black and white movies?
Andy: Never seen one.
Adding red pepper flakes to a dish while cooking…
Andy: Too hot to handle, and I’m not just talking about the cook.
After our first yoga class that ended with 10 minutes of total relaxation (laying on a pillow under a blanket)…
Sarah: I’ve struck exercise gold.
Discussing the quote log…
Andy: My biographer will be really grateful to you for that. Maybe you could Google some Gandhi quotes and put those down.
“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.”
…and that’s all folks!
p.s. While proof-reading this post to approve the quotes…
Andy: Now, do you think this is going to mess with our book sales?
For the two weeks that we’ve been in Pikeville, our days have largely consisted of:
- Job Searching
- Unpacking and Organizing the House
- Making and Eating Really Good Food
- Going to the YMCA a lot
Sometimes I feel a little like this:
I’ve contemplated what I could write about to describe what it has been like since we’ve been in Pikeville, but I realized that the feelings I would describe would be pretty similar to what I wrote about two years ago when I moved to Wake Forest. I feel like I could write posts similar to this one or this one about the really good but also hard things that come with moving to a new place and starting over. Hopefully one day soon I’ll also be able to write a post like this one.
A highlight of the past few days is that we’ve gotten to spend some good times with our families. We were able to go on a short camping trip with my family.
Andy’s Mom and Grandma were passing through on their way to see some other family in Kentucky and were able to spend the night with us last night.
So all and all, life here is pretty darn good. Although a few prayers that one of the many employers I’ve submitted an application to might consider me employable still wouldn’t hurt. :)
One of the things that we acquired in our move is my family’s piano. My grandparents bought it in 1978 (I found the original receipt and 10 year warranty in the piano bench) for my Mom to use, and I used it when I took piano lessons as a kid. For years, I have said that I call ‘dibs’ on the piano – if my parents were ever getting rid of it that I would take it. Well, when Andy and I decided to buy a house and move to KY they were more than happy to get it out of their house and give it to us. Win-Win.
One of the reasons that I wanted the piano is related to a special wedding gift. The directors of the kid’s choir Andy was in as a kid gave us a hymnal with our names embossed on the cover for a wedding gift. They even called my home church to ask them what hymnal they used so they could get the one that I grew up using. Pretty sweet.
Since we’ve had the piano, I’ve been working my way through the hymnal playing the hymns. As part of that adventure, I’ve rediscovered several hymns that I grew up singing and listening to but haven’t heard in a while. One that I’ve been particularly enjoying lately is “Pass Me Not” by Fanny Crosby. I guess the truth in the song really resonates with me.
Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Hear my humble cry,
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Let me at Thy throne of mercy
Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
Help my unbelief.
Trusting only in Thy merit,
Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by Thy grace.
Thou the spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me,
Whom have I on earth beside Thee,
Whom in Heav’n but Thee.
Of course, it doesn’t sound quite so awe-inspiring when I play it, but I offer up what I’ve got.
This past Friday, with a lot of help from our families, we successfully moved to Pikeville, KY! And since then we’ve been busy doing things like…
Christening the new BBQ grill my parents gave us, learning how to safely mow your lawn when it is a really steep hill…
and less exciting things like unpacking and looking for jobs. Hopefully as the dust settles over the next couple of weeks, I’ll be able to start posting on the blog again. Until then, any prayers you have to offer towards me landing a job that will provide for our financial needs would be greatly appreciated!