Monday, December 22, 2008
Well, because they're in Kansas City and we're in DFW we are not doing our official "engagement" session until the Thursday before the wedding. Because we wanted some photos of us that weren't self-taken, we had to come up with a solution.
Luckily, we have a good friend, Raissa that has "the eye" for photography and we did a little family picture exchange. She took pictures of Danny and I and I'm taking their family Christmas photo. They have a beautiful baby boy who is the cutest thing ever and I can't wait.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
I've never been one to shy away from recieving gifts. Maybe it's my love language, I don't know. Regardless, you get LOTS of presents when you are getting married.
This weekend Danny's People in Houston gave us a shower. It was a great opportunity to meet his people, see his childhood home and least importantly (but still fun), receive gifts. They are so generous and wonderful and we had a fabulous time. Oh, and the food was fantastic as well.
Here are some photos from the day:
I am NEVER sad to receive wine.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Guess I'll give an update.
Danny and I take registering for gifts VERY seriously. Guess what store!
We had a great time at an all day Texas Country concert.
I forgot my good camera that day; otherwise there would have been a FANTASTIC people-watching blog. AMAZING.
Humble? Nope. Can't blame 'em though. I guess since I have been very blessed in Texas I can't argue.
Name that food:
Yes, although it appears to be a delightfully-browned turkey, it is not. This, my friends, is a cake.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Having that said, I haven't read much of it. Clearly.
Tonight we had a Bible study with the youth which Danny does every Sunday night. Some nights I am invited to come, especially when another adult can't be there. I enjoy the kids and think of it as another opportunity for spiritual growth for me and time I can spend with Danny.
After tonight, I may not get invited back.
As an "icebreaker" and intro to the study we played "Catch phrase." In this game of speed and on-your-feet thinking we all determined what Sarah, the future wife of Pastor Danny does when she gets stressed. She likes to cuss.
The game piece is handed to me. I pick a word that I realize they don't know as I'm trying to describe it. I decide an appropriate segway word would be....Damnit.
Good one. Very nice.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
So far, we have become accustomed to the registering practices of Macy's, Dillards, and Bed, Bath and Beyond. Those were fun but NOTHING compared to the delight that TARGET will bring.
So, if anyone asks, today, I am at Target, and I'll have a gun. Yippee!!!!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
That changed this week when I saw the following videos:
First I will share a clip from The Soup. I mean, I Love God but thankfully, not like this:
Also, this video was shared with me by some of our students at church. It's apparently ALL THE RAGE in the high schools and middle schools here.
Meet Charlie the Unicorn:
And for his second adventure:
Kids, this is why you don't do drugs.
This has been a public service announcement by Sarahkate.
Happy Hump Day!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Yes Folks, it's true. Danny Anderson and Sarah Lindsey are engaged...and happy to be so.
I know I'm late posting this but it happened a couple weeks ago at my apartment. It involved a portable digital photo frame, a box of ring-pops, one knee and a question...to which I happily responded "Yes!!"
Here are some more photos:
January 31st, here we come!!!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I'm going to make a kick-ass Housewife or Stay at Home Mom.
The problem is, as I've been informed by my lovely boyfriend, that I am neither a wife, nor a mom. Therefore, I've decided that I'm going to call myself a kick-ass "House-maiden."
The problem there is that "House-maidens" although fabulous in that they stay at home in their pretty nighties and drink coffee and blog all day, don't make money doing so. And, well, this pretty 2-bedroom, 2 bath apartment/Castle I'm renting somehow costs money to sit around and be fabulous in.
House-maiden needs a job...and a purpose in life.
So, I'm going for my first "Group Interview" today. Prayers Please!!
Monday, August 18, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
My only-child boyfriend, whose knowledge of “Flo” and all of her baggage she brings when she visits (tampons, moodiness, bloating, etc) is fairly limited. I mean, he gets it but doesn’t necessarily know the “ins and outs” so to speak, of the whole ordeal.
Here are a few excerpts from the days preceding and during “the visit.”
“So, why is it called a period? I mean, wouldn’t exclamation point be a little more accurate?”
At this point, horns grew from my head as it spun around. Actually, he was just kidding and trying to bring light of the fact that I wanted to die a horrific death and bring him with me.
As we were getting ready to go to the pool:
Danny: “So, can you go swimming, when, you know?”
Me: Yes, but NEVER around sharks.
Me: “I’m sorry for being such a b!tch lately. It’s not you, just hormones.
Danny (as he gives me a hug): “I know babe but you’re my b!tch and that’s what’s important.”
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The Lovely lady at the Zaxby's drive through thought my Walrus imitation was HILARIOUS. I will say I have to agree.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Sorry for the delay in writing. I know you have all been checking and checking...PLEASE...Just one update Sarah. I can tell. Well, just stop your begging.
I don't know why I haven't blogged. It's not like I have a job or anything. I have plenty of things to blog about; a new home in Texas, going to a new church, painting furniture, reading the former tenants magazines before putting them back in the mail. You know, REALLY interesting stuff here folks. Actually, all day long I write blogs in my head...which never make it to print. Go figure.
So, I'm going to take the pressure off myself and just blog when I want to, because I want to. So, there may be a day when I post 4 times, and then 3 weeks when I don't. Keeping up with my life is crazy enough but I'll try to find time to write about it.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
I had a harsh realization today when I read my friend Annie's blog that my blog is terribly outdated. I have fabulous excuses...which I will write about...when I can find my underwear again.
As a teaser I'll throw out words like: moving, Indiana, North Carolina, Grandfather Mountain, Sacramento, Wine Country, moving, moving, sweat, bruises, long car rides and MOVING.
Until then...I have to go sign my lease and unpack 12 feet of a tractor trailer. Anyone in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area want to help?
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Yet, somehow, still singing about the same stuff.
I have fond memories of birthday party "fashion shows" to the tunes of "Step by Step" and "Hanging Tough." I remember when they came to Jackson, MS and that some friends of mine got to go. I remember the NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK sheets, sleeping bags, shirts, etc.
It's hard to believe they're back, in their late 30's, and still singing about girls in the summer.
I'm sorry but do 40 year olds still get summer? Do they get to lay at the beach with their honey with her body all "soakin' wet?"
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
As I drove by, the boys attention turned away from their friend who has just arrived, to me. I thought nothing of it until I hear; "What up MILF?" (Note, please do not look at the link if you are easily offended. To ease your curiosity, it means Mom, I'd Like [to] F...).
My face turned a shade of red that the running and sun had not given it. Me? A MILF?
But I'm not even a Mom!
My thoughts raced from "He thinks I'm old enough to be a mom!" to "Oh My God!" and "Man, I must be getting older!"
Now, after some thought, I realize that this young boy has no knowledge of my maternal status nor if he'd even have a chance. All he knows is that I'm older than he...and I'm HOT!!!
Paul Simon knew what he was singing about.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Now I’m not one to brag, but I have been blessed with very generous boyfriends who wanted me to have nice things. By nice things, I mean jewelry. Now don’t get carried away, we were young and so I’m quite sure that anyone in the Kennedy family would be less than impressed with my jewels but they were special, they meant something to me at the time, and I fell blessed to have loved and been loved. Having that said, I am currently single which means that those relationships although sweet at the time, alas, did not last.
However, diamonds are forever and although I tried to return them, neither party would hear of it so I kept them. I kept them in my drawer, to come out every now and then for special occasions in order to dress up what I was wearing. Somehow even though I no longer had feelings for either of these boyfriends, the jewelry was just plagued with feelings of the past. Feelings of should-haves and didn’ts and somehow I felt almost as if I were “pledging allegiance” to the past relationships when I wore them. So I stopped. I stopped wearing the diamond three-stone pendant and the diamond “I love you” ring. There they sat, collecting dust, taking up space, not serving any purpose at all whatsoever except to occasionally remind me of the past which is something I try not to dwell on.
So, having lots of things lying around just means that you have to dust those things so I decided to downsize, well, upgrade. I took those pretty little jewels in to the jeweler, determined the value of both, and upgraded. I am now the proud owner of a ¼ carat round cut diamond pendant set in white gold and I love it. No strings attached; well, except for the box-cut chain, and no hard feelings.
Just as those relationships led me to who I am now and developed me as a person, my souvenirs from those relationships allowed me to make a lovely contribution towards a lovely necklace.
Here’s to moving on and moving up!
Friday, May 23, 2008
Well, the announcement has been made, friends have been warned, and family has been (cautiously) alerted. I am moving to Texas.
Here's the background. I met a boy. His name is Danny and Yes, my love life is bitchin'.
Because of said bitchinness, I have decided to move to Texas with him (as in alongside of him not IN WITH him) to see where it goes, get a job, and hopefully use my Spanish.
Because of said move, I have begun the daunting task of purging. Ahh yes, the pack-rat purges (did you just picture me throwing up?). A couple weeks ago, I found myself buried in the bathroom cabinet throwing out empty bottles, giving away half-empty ones and vowing to use all of the almost gone yet too good to throw away stuff. It's too bad Danny's allergic because for the next few months I am going to smell like JasmineLavenderTeaTreeSweetPeaness from all of the lotions, bath salts, lip goo, hair goo etc. So stock up on the Claritin babe because my skin will be so soft/feet so smooth/hair so healthy/lips so luscious that it will be totally worth it. Plus, I didn't have to waste all of that perfectly good bath stuff (I'm such a cheapskate)
So here I sit after a long Gardenia-induced bath with a scary green mask on my face amidst the Good Will bags and a trillion things to do pretending to relax on my night off. Next stop...the closet.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Now, I know I can have the tendency to say questionable things. However, "Boo-Yah" is not something I want to bring back - to society or my vocabulary.
I told Annie that if I start saying it then she can hit me.
She replied "Yeah, in the A$$; and then I'm gonna say: 'BOO-YAH.'"
Saturday, April 12, 2008
I have recently submitted a photo to JPG magazine and I think you all should vote for it. In fact, I have recently submitted two. If I get published 1) my name is in a photo magazine, 2) I get $100 and 3) it really helps my self-esteem.
So vote for me. It's for the kids.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
“All my efforts were in vain”, she said. “It is as though I am being rejected by life itself"
"I wonder if it’s possible to have a second chance at life? I don’t think so. I’m not afraid of death — I’ll just be one of the million, billion grains of sand in the desert…”
One of my favorite bloggers Dooce blogged about this site today.
These are portraits before and after death. I clicked on the link and sat mesmerized at the poignancy of the thoughts of those in hospice.
It makes me so aware of the reality of death, the importance of living, and the value of faith and hope.
What are your thoughts?
Saturday, March 29, 2008
I immediately became enthralled by her legs. I mean LOOK at these:
There is no amount or working out that I could ever do that could make my legs look like that.
Friday, March 28, 2008
1). This morning I woke up with diminished vision in my right eye. Mainly because it was crusted shut.
How is it that an adult gets pink eye? I'm not sure but somehow I have succeeded in that today.
Please control your jealousy.
2). Because I'm not going to work anymore I decided I had time to take an online quiz. This quiz was said to determine if I am smarter than a 5th grader.
If you too would like to see if you are smarter than a 5th grader be my guest. Let me know what you scored.
I scored a 7 out of 10. I have Normal Intelligence.
As it turns out, this test can not only determine my intelligence but can also forecast my upcoming love life.
These were the results: "Your Projected Love Life: Wow! Your love life is bitchin"
That's right. Thanks Danny.
I am not exactly sure how your intelligence determines your love life...if a reduction in one leads to an increase in another or vice versa.
So, all before 10 am this morning I have found out that: I have pinkeye, normal intelligence, and MY LOVE LIFE IS BITCHIN'
Friday, March 14, 2008
[I was holding the three month old baby.]
Friend to Me: You pregnant?
Me to Friend (smiling, eyebrow cocked as I looked over my glasses): Do I look pregnant?
Friend to me (laughing): Naw. You got kids?
Me to Friend: Nope, not yet.
Friend to me: Well I just thought, I mean, Dat baby take to you like crack.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Not being overly excited about the results the first time; I did it thrice. Here are my thoughts on the results.
Barbera Streisand...Really? I mean, her legs are "like butta" but I've never seen a facial resemblance.
Mary-Kate Olsen? Thanks, I look like an elf.
Oh, and what's with the Asian girls? I have frequently been asked if I was Hispanic but Asian? Not sure that I see it.
Oh, and the strangest of all...William Mosely. Either I "lookalike a man" or Billy's a little feminine.
Kelly Hu: I'll take that, she's pretty.
And now for #2:
Kelly Hu, got her again, along with Camilla Belle. Works for me, they're both very pretty.
William Moseley, Yeah, Dude needs to get a new haircut.
Ummmm, Ashton Kutcher? Well, there was a time in my life that I wanted to bear his children. I guess now I know what they'd look like...ME!
And numero 3: The long haired version.
Ok so I guess I was prettier and more exotic-looking with the long hair. I'll take this one.
Got Kelly Hu and Camilla Belle again.
Oh, and Jessica Alba. THAT'S what I was waiting for. She's hot.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
According to the site, at my former income (when I had one of those job things), which was below $30K (I'm a social worker, ok!), these were the results:
I'm the 482,298,851 richest person on earth!
How rich are you? >>
I am in the top 8% richest in the world.
Yes, it does really put things into perspective.
So, how rich are YOU?
More importantly, how are you going to use it?
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Thank You All.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
You can see it Here:
Let me know when your headache goes away.
Until then, I am going to go ahead and add it to the list of songs that will NOT be played at my wedding reception.
It is as follows:
Chicken Dance (I know I'm German and all but NO WAY)
and now, Papaya.
I have also heard of the female parts referred to as a “cheeseburger.” Now this to me is one of the more disturbing ones. I mean, a food? Really?
These poor children will grow up unnecessarily confused. It’s just like that time that I was sitting in church, at about 6 years old, wondering why in the world we were talking about Jesus and his tally-wacker when, in fact, I believe the Bible uses the word Tabernacle.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
As someone who has always been a little weird about my stuff, this website really speaks to me. How wonderful would it be to get those memories back that you thought may have been lost?
I was just telling someone yesterday that if I lost all of my photos that I have taken over the years I would have to go to the hospital and possibly for a while.
I encourage you to check out the video and website. Oh, and if you happen to see any pictures that look like me in college at River Stages (a three day concert) that a security guard may or may not have made me throw away, PLEASE let me know. They really need to be in the right hands.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
As you can see, Stephen is growing out his beard for Whiskerino.
The party face came...
So did the lady with the red feather boa AND the lady with HUGE flowers on her shoulders.
Thankfully the lady with the boa shared...
Da Booty came.
And I was thankful I shaved my armpits.
There was a little Line-dancin'
And a lot of Shoutin' going on.
A new dance move was introduced...
We want YOU on the dance floor.
The night ended a little something like this:
But not without the party favors!
Thanks for the fun party, Stephen!