Pondering Time.....

Greetings from the Wells. I promised I'd keep up better with the blog. Two weeks isn't bad....baby steps.

We haven't had too much drama in the Wells household lately-just the usual work, come home, eat, go to bed, and repeat. Some dear friends of ours were contemplating this the other day and thought it was funny how in different "seasons" of your life, you measure time differently. When you're a kid, everything is in "9 weeks"....every 9 weeks, that dreaded report card for your parents to sign, then the coveted SUMMERTIME...which actually felt like a really long time. Week after week, camp after camp. Then you get to college and everything is measured in semesters: the Fall or Spring semester. That's it. If something was difficult, you knew it'd be over in less than 4 months, no questions asked. At the end of that time, you either had a glorious long Christmas or Summer Break, and even a fall and spring break in the middle, as if college kids are that burdened.....

Then you begin a career (our current season) and everything just runs together. It's not divided into 9 weeks, or semesters until there is relief, just a 5 day repeating sequence when you work like a dog and pray for the weekend. The weekend flies by, and you start over again. No Spring, Fall, Summer, Christmas break. I typically don't even know what season it is, I just notice that I need to start wearing more or less clothes, depending on the weather.

I hear that the next season in life is when you get pregnant (sorry Mom & Dad, I'm not pregnant) and you speak in weeks. We have a good friend who is expecting and I asked her about this the other day. I told her that when I am in conversation w/ a pregnant person and excitedly say "How far along are you?" and they reply something like "22 weeks"....I have absolutely no idea how long that is. Give me something broken down into months or fractions, otherwise I have to pull out my phone calendar and start counting. My friend laughed and explained that the doctor visits are broken down to specific weeks, so hence the baby lingo.

Nevertheless......I am blessed to have my routine repeating schedule. Very thankful to have a job, and a wonderful husband who makes coming home to the best part of the day......

Inlaws & Outlaws.....

My sweet In-Laws visited the other day on their way back from an incredible road trip vacation. J and I thought we were the masters of state-hopping, but they put us to shame-I think they visiting like SIX towns. Their last stop was Savannah, GA, which is quite charming and Tally is the halfway point from their neck of the woods. It was great to see them; I wish they could have stayed longer. I made my new recipe for "Taco Pizza" and we caught up on their amazing vacation.

Now, I know she looks sweet, but you can see where my hubby gets his competitiveness......

Love you Mitch & Cate!

I'll stick with the theme and tell you Jeremie's In Laws will be visiting this weekend for Mom's second annual birthday trip to Tally.....Looking forward to seeing ya'll!!!

Now......as for Outlaws...we have seen those around Tally as well....I think this picture speaks for itself.

Better Late than Never......

I realize I've been neglected our blog for quite some time now. I apologize, because I love when others update THEIR blogs....and check them frequently. I feel sorry for all you 4 readers that might have been checking it...and now have probably given up on me!

Of course I'll blame it on our busy life, as if it's any busier than the average American, but most of all, I'd like to give a shout out to our turtle speed internet. Makes for difficult blogging. But that's what you get when you decide to live in the middle of nowhere, where the only place to receive an internet connection is from a satellite in space....more middle of nowhere.

Anyway, we've been enjoying spring and summer in Tallahassee. Everything is in bloom and beautiful. I would say our most interesting happening recently was our anniversary vacation in April. (Yes, I'm in denial that it's July already, so I still consider April "recent".)

Instead of the average vacationer that goes to one place, stay's there for a whole week, and lays by the beach, we try to see just how many miles we can put on our car and how many states we can go through in this short period of time. We left Tally and head for Starkville for Super Bulldog Weekend. This is almost a religious experience for Jeremie. Even though the 7 hour drive was not technically on the way to Asheville, NC, there was no question that we were going. We should get extra points on our Bulldog Club membership for this. Anyway, we had a great time in Starkvegas, got see some State sports, friends, family, and do I even need to mention ate Cheesesticks at the Grill. (The NEW grill-very nice!) Jeremie and I even went for a walk around campus and went into the chapel, which was the first time we'd been in there since we said our vows....Ya'll know me...I cried...

Being on campus never gets old.

We then headed to Gatlinburg, TN. (Another 5 hours.) There, we ate as much pancakes as we could, found an incredible pizza place, and went to Ripley's Believe it or Not. I realize this isn't a romantic venue for an anniversary trip, but we had a blast....




We also hit up Dollywood, and I braved (stomached might be a better word) all the roller coasters. J and I love looking at the pictures after we get off the rides. He looks like a kid on Christmas. LOVES it. I on the other hand look like I am doing my very best not to loose my lunch on the person in front of me, God bless them. The funny thing is that I really do enjoy them. I'm just not the hold your hands over your head type of person. If SOMETHING goes wrong, I WILL be the person still clinging to the safety bar for dear life. I feel like my approach still gives me a small chance to live if the cart gets stuck upside down in the Ring of Fire.

Anyway, after Gatlinburg, we headed to Asheville, NC, which was supposed to be a 2 hour drive but was more like 4. We took the scenic route, which was incredible. Can't really go past 30 MPH, but the mountains are so beautiful, you wouldn't want to. (We even saw a little bear on the side of the road! )




The only negative thing: being a MS girl, I packed appropriately for the end of April: tanks and shorts. It's close to 95 degrees by that time of year in the South. Well, it was like 42 degrees at one point on our trip, so we had to hit up Belk for some warmer items. (Not that I minded shopping though.)

We stayed in a beautiful hotel in Lake Lure about 30 minutes outside of Asheville. Charming. It was about 5 minutes from where they filmed Dirty Dancing, for all you fans. The first day we went to the Biltmore, which is something EVERYONE should see. Not just for girls. It's amazing. Jeremie's activity pick was whitewater rafting, which was a blast. When he told me the river we were going on, he said "Don't worry, the biggest drop is only 40 feet, but it's not all at one time." Of course I immediately starting yelling and about called the place to cancel. Of course he was joking...... We also went hiking at Chimney Rock Park which was breathtaking. Totally showed me how out of shape I was, but a good time.







The ride home was long, but that goodness for books on CD. And Krispy Kreme. Jeremie and I tallied the states we'd been through, and it was 5. We pretty much visited the Southeastern Conference.

We had so much fun and it was wonderful spend some quality time with my wonderful husband who loves to travel and see new things just as much as I do. I am blessed.

A Year Ago Today......

We became Mr. & Mrs. Wells! What an incredible day it was! Jeremie and I have had an amazing year full of change, but lots of fun. I love being married to the man of my dreams who also happens to be my best friend.....We've had a blast and I look forward to all the years to come.

The Gobbler at our Roost....

So J and I had a pretty excited morning today. J got up about 7:30 to take Manny out, and came back to bed, where I was already starting Part 2 of sleeping in. (We typically get up about 8:30 or 9:00 for church.) We sleep with the windows open when it is cool, and about 2 minutes after trying to go back to sleep, we both hear a turkey gobble outside and immediately sit up in bed and give each other the "Did you HEAR THAT?" look. We both agreed it was time to go hunting, so we hurriedly threw some camo on, each grab a gun, and headed out the door. We sat down about 100 yards from the house, and within about 20 minutes, here comes the gobbler. Too far for me to shoot though. So the bird roamed around towards where J was, but too far from him as well. (He did execute a Rambo-esque crawl on the ground to try to get to the turkey, which I could tell made him feel so manly man) We got back together, re-situated (moved closer, but I didn't crawl) and J started calling again. The turkey came right in front of me, so I took a shot. Turkey flew off. No, that's not supposed to happen. Yes, I missed. I'm admitting it on this blog, so please do not ask how I missed or taunt me about this. J has taken well-care of that today.

Nevertheless, we had a great time and J was thrilled since he's really never called up a turkey before. (I think he also enjoyed wearing his new fancy turkey vest and using his calls. It's like how I feel when I sport a new purse.)

We also think it's incredible that we live somewhere that we can hear a turkey gobble while we're laying in bed.....and walk out the door to hunt....!!! Who gets to do that?

And to think my dad is about to drive 12 hours to Missouri for turkey hunting.......

Oh Savannah!!!

A few weeks ago, we celebrated J's 30th Birthday in "The Hostess of the South": Savannah, GA. We had a great time, it is such a charming town with so much history. The town was a planned city, so it has all these beautiful squares every 3 or so blocks that are adorable. If you didn't know, Forest Gump was filmed in Savannah, one of these squares houses where he sat on that famous bench. Look familiar?

We stayed in what was supposed to be a haunted hotel, went on several tours, and must I even mention, ate like kings and queens. One of our favorite places was St. John's Cathedral, which was absolutely beautiful.

Being the traditional person I am, I wasn't going to let J get away without having an official birthday party including unwrapping gifts and birthday cake. We toted all the gifts up to our hotel room that our families sent (might I add were carefully wrapped in duck tape) where we celebrated. Thanks to all who sent gifts to complete the party.




Personally, one of my favorites was the caramel apple covered with pecans. J like the Ice Cream at the creamery. Like, I said, we don't go hungry. We had a great time......

Three's Company.....

There is much to blog about, but I think most everyone is most interested in the new addition to our family-Manny.

Our new black and tan Aussie mix is our new pride and joy. We adopted Manny from the Bainbridge Humane Society. Bainbridge was the third shelter I went to, and when I walked in and saw that little sad face and wagging tail, I knew Manny was our guy. (BTW, Jeremie had originally found a picture of him online, which led me to Bainbridge......I know J will point out that HE found Manny.)

Here is our Little Buddy.



Since Jeremie was on call the day I went Puppy Shopping, he gave me specific criteria to follow with picking out a new pooch. NO shedder, NO "yappy" dog, and NOTHING with the name "chihuahua" or "pit bull". A short "interview with Manny proved that he was a little shy, loved belly rubs, and licking your face. I loaded him up, picked up all things puppy at Wal-Mart, and took him home to his new daddy.

Manny already loved his new home and was "marking his territory" everywhere. Much to our pleasure, none of this marking happened in the house.....

That evening we had dinner at a friends house who have 2 much larger dogs, but they all got along great and by the end of the night, Manny was making him self at home sitting on THEIR dog's beds and eating their dogs food.....

We went bed in complete bliss that we had landed a no barking, no shedding, a good socialite dog. THEN....squealing, barking, whining, crying, and every imaginable noise a dog can make emanated from Manny's crate. He was going nuts. Not knowing how long this would last, my only thought was "this was a big mistake." The good news is that Manny's fit didn't last long and he is now sleeping quietly.

Jeremie absolutely loves his little buddy. Jeremie has actual conversations with him, they go on long walks in the woods together, and even cuddle a little. (Should I be worried?)

I tell Jeremie that the reason he loves Manny so much is that he's just like me, in a dog form: We love to eat, sleep, cuddle, and get lots of attention. We'll keep you all posted on our child often....