Baby Bokermann

I'm not sure all of you know Mark and Tracey Bokermann. Mark was my cousin Leah's husband and after she passed away Mark married a wonderful girl named Tracey. Together with Kinley they live in St. Louis and are expecting their first baby together due August 31. I got an email this morning from Amy that said Tracey's water broke yesterday and she is only 32 weeks along. Right now the baby weighs 4 lbs and will probably be born today. Please keep Mark, Tracey, Kinley and Baby B in your prayers today. Pray that the baby (we will find out the sex when he or she is born) will gain the strength to develop fully in the next few weeks. I will keep everybody updated when I find out more.

Delta Houses

Ok everybody knows I am a die-hard Delta so this post won't surprise anybody. I was on Twitter today (@MerSAdams) and I found this blog via the Tri Delta Twitter handle (@TriDelta).

http://trideltahouses.blogspot.com

It is a blog of all the Delta sorority houses around the country. I thought it was pretty neat to see what different campus' houses looked like. I still think ours is the best. Who couldn't love this green house?

6 Year High School Reunion

This weekend was full of friends from good ol' Fayetteville High School class of 2003. I hadn't seen some of these people since the day we graduated and it was fun to get to catch up.

First on Friday night I attended a wedding shower for one of my best friends from high school, Ashley Fitzgerald. She is getting married in August to Matt Goode. Its still a little weird for me because I went on a couple of dates with Matt in college but that is a whole different story. Fitz and Goode (as they are known to everybody) are perfect for each other. The party was a "Fiesta" theme with mexican food and frozen margaritas from La Huerta. It was hosted at the Ortego's house by the pool which sent me into another high school flashback. All through jr. high and high school if we were justing hanging out at somebody's house, it would be the Ortegos. They have a three story house with a basement full of game tables and large TVs and a swimming pool. I don't think I had been to their house since freshman year of college. It still looks the same.

I lost touch with the group of girls that I hung out with in high school, including Fitz. Recently though, Fitz has been the one that I have seen the most so I was glad we re-connected. All of her bridesmaids were our group of friends so I got to see them and catch up which was nice.

Saturday Ryan and I attended the wedding of another one of my best friends from high school, Mitch Jenkins. He and Christi had a beautiful wedding at Central United Methodist and had the reception at the Fayetteville Country Club. Three of his groomsmen were also three of my best guy friends, all of whom have moved to different states. They ended up sitting at our table to get a quick bite of food at the reception so we got to chat. All of the guys played ball for Dad so they were all interested to hear how his pasts seasons had been going. Christi was a Zeta in college so I was also able to see a lot of other Zetas that I was friends with in school.

All weekend we all joked about this being a mini high school reunion for us because most of the same people were at both events. I had a blast seeing everybody from FHS again and I can't wait to see all of them again soon.

Lost and Found

I have had a VERY stressful last couple of days. It all started when I got a call from Spencer who was dog sitting Tackle for the weekend and he said: "There's a little problem. I can't find Tackle."

While I was gone to North Carolina over the weekend, Tackle stayed at Spencer's house. On Sunday morning (the day I was traveling home) Spencer let Tackle out in the morning and when he came back outside Tackle had broken his collar off and he was no where to be seen. Spencer called mom and dad and together they looked for him for over three hours. By the time I got back to Fayetteville it was 10 pm and I went straight over to Spencer's house to look. I don't know how I thought I would be able to find him in the dark since he is a BLACK lab but by golly I was sure going to try. After calling out his name for an hour, I gave up and broke down. Yes, I did start crying because I couldn't find my dog. It was part exhaustion from the weekend and part terrible sadness that I couldn't find him. Yall don't understand...we have created a bond!

The next day, Monday, Spencer called the Animal Shelter and they said they had a couple of black labs that were turned in so I went down there ASAP to see if Tackle was one of them...sadly,he wasn't. I filled out a "Missing Dog" report at the Shelter and they said if they got any calls or if he came in, they would give me a call. During the day Spencer hung up "Lost" posters around his neighborhood and I went straight over there after work. I spent another hour looking and came up empty. Monday night when I got home, my house was so lonely without him. I cried again. Yes I know I am pathetic. What can I say?

Tuesday morning I made more "Lost" posters that I was going to hang up and called the Animal Shelter again. This time they said that a lady called in and told them a young Black Lab wondered into her yard and they were keeping him until somebody claimed him. They gave me her number and I called right away. The lady, Nicky, said they had a young black lab (check-same breed and color) who wondered over to her house on Sunday night (check-the night he went missing) and he looked like he had been wearing a collar before (check-he left his broken collar in the yard)! He was staying in their back yard and playing with their dog. I asked where she lived and come to find out it was ONE STREET over from Spencer's house. I thought this had to be him but I wasn't going to get my hopes up.

After work I picked Spencer up and we went straight there. As soon as she opened the door TACKLE bounded out straight for me!!!!!! I was soooooo relieved!!! I had my buddy back.

Now Tackle and I are reunited, he has a brand new collar with a metal buckle and he is super excited to be home. This stressful story had a happy ending :) Thanks to Mom and Dad and Spencer for helping me look. They were all as worried as I was!