Bexley Turns Two

Last week my niece puppy celebrated her 2nd birthday. And, it wouldn’t be a birthday without a “paw-ty”.

As you may remember, Abby screwed herself by setting a really high bar last year.  Thankfully, she stepped up to the challenge once again with a pirate themed party, complete with dog-friendly pirates booty (i.e. egg casserole)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE CUTEST PIRATE AROUND!

Bexley’s Pirate’s Booty

Well beaten eggs, spinach, hot dogs and cheese all mixed together,

Pour mixture into in a casserole dish, cover with tinfoil  and bake in the oven at 450 for 15 minutes,

Remove tinfoil and continue cooking until it looks done/cheese is melted.

A Resurrection

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Easter is a Christian celebration of Christ’s resurrection from the dead following his death on Good Friday. This is a rebirth that is commemorated around the vernal equinox, historically a time of pagan celebration that coincides with the arrival of spring and symbolizes the arrival of light and the awakening of life around us.

While neither Matt nor I are very religious we do celebrated Easter. Typically this comes in the form of dying eggs, eating jelly beans and receiving baskets full of delicious candies and chocolates. This year our celebration took another form.

After three hours  and 5 garbage bags filled with donations, Matt and I celebrated the resurrection of our closet.

It was the first time since college that Matt weeded through his clothing. Our closet was jam packed with ratty polos,  pleat front pants and dress shirts that were 2 sizes too big for Matt. Simply put, the disorganization was nearly killing me and I’ve been sacrificing for a lot longer than the traditional 40 days of Lent.

It was truly a holy day for the Englehauer household.

Toast Worthy!

I went to 6 different bridal salons (one of them three times) and tried on approximately 60 different wedding dresses, and spend nearly 15 hours in total before I finally decided on one. All for a dress that I will wear one time, for 5 hours. It was a major sense of accomplishment when I finally picked “the one.” The best part is that it was one of the first dresses I tried on, and the one that Abby knew was going to be “the one” the minute I put it on. Once I made the decision to buy it, I felt excited, relief and a sense of accomplishment. After returning to my parents house, my mom and I busted out some champagne to celebrate. My whole family toasted to this monumental occasion. As we raised our glasses, “to the dress” it hit me… I was turning into one of those girls.

Earlier that weekend, Abby made a trip down to Virginia for a job interview. She rocked it out and left the University of Mary Washington with a good feeling. On Sunday, she was offered the position of Head Coach for both the Men and Women’s Teams at the school. After being an assistant coach for 7 years, she is certainly ready for this. While moving to a new state is scary and taking on the responsibility of her own team can seem daunting at times, I know she will be amazing. I am just so happy that someone finally sees in her what I have seen for years. Now that news, is certainly champagne toast worthy!

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A couple of months ago, I blogged about my FSIL (future sister-in-law for those of you not down with wedding lingo) graduating from Nursing School. Now unlike push over liberal arts degrees like Matt and I got, Courtney’s degree required her to pass her boards in order to put her hard-earned degree to use. For some reason, going to class, studying for countless hours and passing all of your finals, don’t mean anything unless you can pass the 6 hour medical boards. After committing herself to intense studying for weeks, Courtney finally took her boards on Tuesday. Her results were supposed to be posted 2 days later (meaning tomorrow). Thankfully, Courtney’s anxiousness got the best of her and she decided to look up her results online a day early… just in case.

Tonight, we are toasting (along with our tacos) to Courtney, RN !

Suddenly, my feat of buying a dress doesn’t seem so toast worthy. I promise, I will not become that girl. I even gave in and updated my checklist!