Sunday, June 22, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Grandma Lorene
My grandmother had a massive stroke Sunday morning, right after she taught her Sunday School class. She will be taken off the respirator tonight. Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Marcfest 2.0
Friday was Marc's birthday, so the only thing we could do was host Marcfest 2.0! Saturday night some of our favorite folks in Athens joined is for a Marc-themed menu (wings, brownies, meatballs, doritos, cheese-its, "adult" jello and beer) and an evening of cornhole.
Marc and Liz, in the the cornhole bleachers
Check out Sean's expression - Anne's throw must not have been good!
Josh and Justin - watching the cornhole bag fly through the air.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
A New Addition to the McMotte family
Maybe.
Sorry, Mama, I'm not pregnant. Give us time - we've only been married a month and a half!
Last Sunday, Marc adopted a dog. Marc has long wanted to adopt another, and now that we are through the wedding and the honeymoon, it seemed like a good time.
She is an American Bulldog, and Marc has always wanted a bulldog. Think more Spuds McKenzie and less Uga. Marc named her the name he has had picked out for as long as I've known him - Lullabelle the Ballerina Bulldog.
Lullabelle is about six years old and is the sweetest dog. She simply wants to rest her head in your lap and nap. She knows to sit, lay down, shake and kiss. And she smiles when she is happy!
And after a few accidents and getting used to our schedule, she is using the bathroom outside (not on the carpet!) and sleeping on her new bed next to our bed.
However, Lullabelle and Sandy Nell are not the best of friends. They tolerate each other well and in general ignore each other. There is no fighting over food or treats, and just a healthy competition for our affection.
But we have had three or four growling incidents that are freaking Marc out. I have been surprisingly calm about it all, considering I've had Sandy for 9 years and love her more than anything. I keep thinking that if it was a new child, we wouldn't return him or her, we would work through the problems. And when my brother decided to kick my butt and did - literally -knocking my tailbone out of whack and necessitating a trip to the chiropractor, my parents didn't give him back.
This past Saturday, there was a little incident and Sandy had her lower eyelid scratched. Marc was ready to return Lullabelle right then and there. But I said it was an accident (it was) and Sandy started it (she did) and it would be okay (it will!) It started to get infected with the discharge from her eye turning yellow. So Sandy and I took a trip to the emergency vet. I guess they see much worse there, because they kind of chuckled at me over a scratched eyelid and I had to admit I was there more for my well-being than for Sandy's.
I have really fallen for this new dog, and I want it to work out. But Sandy is my priority. So I talked to Marc and asked that we give it three weeks. At the end of three weeks, we can see how they are getting along and reassess the situation. If the girls are still not happy with each other, then we will contact the rescue group and give Lullabelle back.
So maybe we have a new dog. I hope so, but I fully realize that I may have to blog about a broken heart instead.
Sorry, Mama, I'm not pregnant. Give us time - we've only been married a month and a half!
Last Sunday, Marc adopted a dog. Marc has long wanted to adopt another, and now that we are through the wedding and the honeymoon, it seemed like a good time.She is an American Bulldog, and Marc has always wanted a bulldog. Think more Spuds McKenzie and less Uga. Marc named her the name he has had picked out for as long as I've known him - Lullabelle the Ballerina Bulldog.
Lullabelle is about six years old and is the sweetest dog. She simply wants to rest her head in your lap and nap. She knows to sit, lay down, shake and kiss. And she smiles when she is happy!
And after a few accidents and getting used to our schedule, she is using the bathroom outside (not on the carpet!) and sleeping on her new bed next to our bed.
However, Lullabelle and Sandy Nell are not the best of friends. They tolerate each other well and in general ignore each other. There is no fighting over food or treats, and just a healthy competition for our affection.
But we have had three or four growling incidents that are freaking Marc out. I have been surprisingly calm about it all, considering I've had Sandy for 9 years and love her more than anything. I keep thinking that if it was a new child, we wouldn't return him or her, we would work through the problems. And when my brother decided to kick my butt and did - literally -knocking my tailbone out of whack and necessitating a trip to the chiropractor, my parents didn't give him back.
This past Saturday, there was a little incident and Sandy had her lower eyelid scratched. Marc was ready to return Lullabelle right then and there. But I said it was an accident (it was) and Sandy started it (she did) and it would be okay (it will!) It started to get infected with the discharge from her eye turning yellow. So Sandy and I took a trip to the emergency vet. I guess they see much worse there, because they kind of chuckled at me over a scratched eyelid and I had to admit I was there more for my well-being than for Sandy's.
I have really fallen for this new dog, and I want it to work out. But Sandy is my priority. So I talked to Marc and asked that we give it three weeks. At the end of three weeks, we can see how they are getting along and reassess the situation. If the girls are still not happy with each other, then we will contact the rescue group and give Lullabelle back.
So maybe we have a new dog. I hope so, but I fully realize that I may have to blog about a broken heart instead.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
We Tailgate at Little League
Last weekend, Trip Thompson's baseball team played for the 9-12 Athens Little League City Championship. And since we will tailgate anytime, anywhere, the usual crowd that gets together for football took our tailgating to Holland Park.
It was a blast. Congrats, Trip and the rest of the Athens First 9-12 year olds.
And in a come-from-behind victory, Trip hit in the game-winning run. After his team piled on top of Trip, Bob went onto the field and gave him a HUGE hug that had all of us tearing up a bit.
It was a blast. Congrats, Trip and the rest of the Athens First 9-12 year olds.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Clean Doggie!
Another month, another grooming appointment for Sandy. I know I'm a little biased, but she is the prettiest dog ever.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Cozumel
Our second cruise excursion was in Cozumel. We did the Beach Break Deluxe, were we sat on a private beach for the afternoon. We had free drinks and free food, a beach and a pool. It was a nice relaxing afternoon and I finished the fourth of the six books I read.
While at the pool, we met four lovely ladies who were dental hygiene students at Memphis. When they found out we were on our honeymoon, they bought a round of shots. I politely declined - I'd had too much sun and the thought of tequila made my stomach turn. So Marc took the shot to celebrate. And that one tequila shooter caused this:
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Progresso
When our cruise arrived in Progresso, Mexico, we decided to take an excursion that took us to some Mayan ruins and then to a beach. It wasn't great, but it wasn't bad either.
The Mayan ruins basically consisted of the Temple of the Seven Dolls (there were 7 dolls in it 
when it was discovered) where the sun does something nifty one day a year and a freshwater pool that was shallow on one side and very, very, very deep on the other. The tour giude on the bus told us a little about the ruins, but focused mostly on trying to preach about Jesus Christ. Now don't get me wrong, I love me some Jesus. But I wanted to learn about the ruins. The tour guide at the ruins told us basically what I told you above - 7 dolls were discovered in the temple and we could drown on one end of the pool.
when it was discovered) where the sun does something nifty one day a year and a freshwater pool that was shallow on one side and very, very, very deep on the other. The tour giude on the bus told us a little about the ruins, but focused mostly on trying to preach about Jesus Christ. Now don't get me wrong, I love me some Jesus. But I wanted to learn about the ruins. The tour guide at the ruins told us basically what I told you above - 7 dolls were discovered in the temple and we could drown on one end of the pool.
The beach was. . .a beach. It was nice and warm, but quite rocky. But we could see our boat in the distance and the drinks were free!
The view from the beach chair - our boat
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