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Wow. I am back in Memphis after spending time with family in Murfreesboro and attending my father-in-law's incredible celebration service. I am still in a bit of shock and am just so tired. I hope this makes sense.

Sorry, Andrew. This is happening.

He told me not to blog because I have a lot of work to do. I just can't do that right now. I need to get this out so that I can focus.

Pop was one of the Godliest men I have ever had the blessing to know. I am so incredibly happy that I was lucky enough to have him as my father-in-law. I am so so blessed that my husband had him as a disciple for his whole life. I am so happy that my son had the pleasure to know him for a short time. I am thankful that I can take what I saw of how he lived his life wholeheartedly for Christ and strive to do the same thing.

I have never seen such an outpouring of love for someone. There were so many people at his celebration service and I know there were so many others who wanted to come but couldn't make it. Thank you so much for coming to support the family and celebrate his incredible life.

I know he is in Heaven. No doubt about that. I selfishly wish he was still here with us though. I absolutely hate that Andrew was alone in Seattle when he found out.

I equally love how incredible of a job he did speaking at his dad's celebration service.

I am so phenomenally thankful for great friends and family who were so helpful during this time.

My friend Lauren told me a verse on my way home from Murfreesboro today.

Genesis 5:24

"And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him."

This was Ted. He was walking with God daily and then God decided he wanted him Home. Jane and Ted's old neighbor and an EMT who was in the ambulance with Ted ensured us that there was no suffering and it was so quick that he simply went to be with God.

Once again, I know this is not right but I wish our timing was God's timing.

People have shared some incredible stories at the Ted Celebration Blog. I highly suggest checking it out!

The greatest father-in-law

My father-in-law passed away yesterday very unexpectedly. He was such a Godly man and had a huge impact on so many people. I can't believe that he is gone but I know he is in Heaven with his savior and is rejoicing as we are mourning.

I loved him and was so grateful to have such a wonderful father-in-law and will always love and miss him.

Griffin and Ted were kindred spirits and I was just thinking over Thanksgiving how Griffin always is drawn to him and now I am devastated that he will never truly know him until they meet in Heaven.

We started a blog called The Ted Celebration so that people who have been touched by this amazing man can share their stories and encourage others as well as remember him during this time that we are celebrating his life.

Check it out at http://thetedcelebration.blogspot.com/2009/12/ted-celebration.html and see how by following the Lord and being a servant to Him you can touch others lives in such a huge way.

We miss you, Ted!

Excuses, Excuses

I may not be blogging a whole lot in the next few months...or I may do some procrastination blogs if I am not too sleepy. Here is a random 'what's going on blog' with cute Griffin pics thrown in for good measure.

--Griff jammin' out to Baby Einstein on the way to Knoxville.--

My University of Phoenix semester started Sunday and my tech support is far away so this could end badly...don't fire me UOP!

Griff's been getting up an hour earlier. Can someone email Gthugaliscious@cutebabybooty.com  him and tell him that ain't cool. Thanks.

--Playin' pool with Zacky and lovin' every minute!--

My little multi-tasker pooped while in the tub brushing his teeth Sunday night....go Griff! You truly can do it all! Something about the combination of a hot bath and brushing your teeth really relaxes the sphincters.

--He fell asleep like this on my drive home from Nashville and when he finally woke up he looked at me all bewildered then stared at his hand (that was probably asleep) and let out a little squeak before nodding off again. I love him!--

My days include:

Wake up early with my snuggly little man...oh the snuggles...love them.
Get ready, get him ready, make sure dogs don't destroy house before work, make house perfect in the off chance that someone may want to look at it between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Go to work. Pick up the little man and play with/feed/bathe/snuggle him till bedtime (this would be my favorite part of the day of course), when he goes to sleep work on UOP stuff for a few hours, then work on adoption paperwork/inform Andrew how much commission he needs to make at the new job..like..tomorrow...:) then...bed! I think I've hit my multi-tasking limit because I totally forgot about the Rob Thomas concert on Friday night until yesterday! What??

I also almost forgot to pick up the dogs at the vet where they were being boarded over Thanksgiving and getting their shots. On a sad note we found out that Henry is sick. After looking at adoption costs combined with the fact that we will hopefully be moving soon we are torn because we want to do the treatment but seriously can't afford it right now so we are doing a cheaper slower treatment and just hoping for the best. I get so emotional about my dogs. I know they're just dogs but I had a Marley and Me moment last night and given my bad luck with animals I realize I should have gone to vet school like I said I would when I was 7. He doesn't act sick now though so it's easier to justify the cheaper treatment. The second he acts funny though I can't make any promises. I may make my  non-spayed St. Bernard turn some tricks downtown to pay for Henry's treatment....Sacrifice one to save the other?

Anyway, I am getting more and more excited about the adoption and hoping that we end up with a sibling group if that is the need when it is time for our referral! I'll post updates on http://www.wewannarwandan.blogspot.com/ soon hopefully...in my free time...

House, anyone?

Sniff sniff...our house is officially on the market. I love our house and it kinda made me sad since it was our first home, the home we brought baby Griff home to, the house we made baby Griff in...TMI? Sorry. It was kind of obvious.

Anyway...anyone want a house??? Go here and check it out! I'll post some before kitchen pics when I get my computer from my hubster.

http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/1374-Kirby-Rd_Memphis_TN_38120_1114364650?gate=ghs_2 

One last house story for the road:

We had some guys come out and blow away the leaves in our front yard. They were parked out front and their truck got hit by a car. Mom was at home watching Griffin and it cracked her up (sorry leaf guys) because she thinks our awesome house is cursed and she finally got to experience it first hand. Lesson learned: Don't park on our street!

P.S. Don't tell anyone who is actually interested in our house about this small issue.

It's a good one!

You gotta ask...

I was walking through the halls of the hospital today when  a man looked at me and asked, "What's your name?"

I said..."Kat..."

He then proceeds to ask if I have a boyfriend.

To which I reply,"Well...I'm married..."

He goes, "Well...you gotta ask."

Really? Do ya? Hmm...

It reminded me of my semester in Italy. Mmmmm pizza.

Elizabeth Taylor's Destruction of the Day

Lizzie's turn!

I was sitting in the den tonight waiting for my dear husband to come home.

When...I hear a slight cough come from my nice clean dining room.

Then I hear a gag...


Then what could only be...

A Saint Bernard narfing on my rug.

That's right. She blew chunks in my dining room that has sustained a flood and fire this week. I think this was the worst disaster so far.

Gross!

I will not lie. I seriously considered leaving if for Andrew to clean up when he comes home tonight. The boy has had housekeeping cleaning his room all week...and the place he stays had someone bring him ice and peanut brittle before bed every night. I'm just saying...he sure didn't have to paint any ceilings or clean out any closets this week. What's a little (lot) Saint Upchuck?

Luckily for him I decided to take care of it and just get it over with. Like a bandaid.

And....gross!

Kat's Destruction of the Day

So....in lieu of Griffin causing some form of mayhem, I decided to do it myself today. Give the guy a much needed break.

Our garage is a 2 door deal. It's not huge.

A while ago I hit the garage door frame with my car side mirror and took a chunk out of it.

Years later....Andrew puttied it....then I sanded it and painted it. It looks glorious!

As I was pulling out of the garage this morning to head to my Bible Study, I was admiring this beautification of our home. I was thinking to myself, "Man! You can't even tell it was jacked up!"

When...

All of a sudden...

I hit the other side of the garage door frame with my other side mirror and took a chunk out of it.

Blast.

Time to retrieve the putty...and paint...

Is there any way to blame this on Griffin?