Rook

Not many people have a family game. We do; Rook. It's something that's been played for generations and keeps getting passed down. My Grama has now started a "Rook Club" every Wednesday night. {Cute, yeah?}

Everyone starts off by making a bid. Everyone is reasonable usually. If you have a bad hand, you pass, but if you have a good hand, you go for it. It's just how the game works. My wonderful boyfriend tends to do the opposite.

Not the worst hand, but certainly not a bidding hand either.

My grandparents argue. If they are on the same team, my Grandaddy had better go get his things because he's sleeping on the couch. If Seth and Stacey are on the same team, he'd better go on home or he'll never hear the end of it. If Sebastian and I are on the same team, we shouldn't sit next to each other {That's bad for us. ;)}

Rook if fun. It's a time when all of the grandkids can hang out with our wonderful grandparents until early hours of the morning. It's a time when our grandparents can really feel just how special they are. I don't think it's a game most people would naturally enjoy, but it's in our blood. :)

Seth and I wrote a song that maybe you will enjoy. It's the night we wrote it and the second time we sang it, so the harmonies are off a lot. We've gotten much better now. :)

Auntie Hannah

As you may know, I'm going to be an aunt, Seth's going to be an uncle, and Jesse's going to be a daddy. This is exciting! I've always wanted to have a little niece or nephew and now I finally will.

I, personally, don't want to be called Aunt Hannah. It sounds too old. Auntie is much better for me. I keep thinking about how it's going to be:

• "Daddy, Auntie Hannah gave me candy since you said I couldn't have any."
• "Can I spend the night at Auntie Hannah's?"
• "Yay! Auntie Hannah is coming!"

Call me crazy, but I can't wait. :)

Pumpkin Patch

Moday, after our picnic, Sebastian and I wanted to go to a pumpkin patch. He had looked up online where a nice one was that was open on weekdays and he found "Carl's Farm". It had great reviews {probably written by the people who work there} and it sounded like a winner! He printed off directions and we were on our way.

We drove down a long rode next to strawberry patches and corn fields. It seemed legit to us. We pulled up and went inside to by our tickets. Where we were, you had to ride the hay ride to get to the pumpkin patch {cool, right?}. We handed over the $4.00 and went around back to get on. There was only a Grandma and Grandpa with their little grandbaby already there. We went to the back corner and waited excitedly.

After about 10 minutes, the tractor finally started moving. We rode through a path in the middle of a strawberrry field, turned the corner, and stopped. We were there. We could have walked there and saved 4 bucks, but it was the expierence that mattered, right? We hopped of the wagon and looked around. It was flat ground covered in dirt. There were about twenty pumpkins placed around for you to choose from. Again, not what we had pictured, but we went with it.





Behind him, you can kind of get the idea.

We walked around trying to find nice pumpkins. Most of them were small and rotting and you really had to hurry if you didn't want the others to get the good ones. We found the ones that we liked best and went back to the wagon.

Once everyone got back in, we set off again. This time, the tractor man went around a bigger field to make us feel like our $4.00 was well spent. We never had that feeling. We could see the building we started out at the whole time. Oh well.

We got back and bought our pumpkins. Together, they costed $21.21{Weird}. We walked out to the car and made our way back home.

Although the pumpkin patch wasn't exactly what we had in mind, we were together and it was fun. Unless you want to make some memories and have stories to tell, I don't recommend Carl's Farm.

Over all, we had a fantastic day. All I do is fall more and more in love with him with every second that passes. God has blessed me so much.

"So Happy Together..."

I have been dating the same handsome man for a year and half. He's a charmer and his smile gets me everytime. Yesterday, we had our 18 month anniversary {1 1/2 Years}. He wanted to do something special and he planned our day perfectly.

We started off loading our picnic basket and setting off to a park neither of us had been to. He'd driven by signs that had said it was a good picnic spot, so we decided we'd try it out. When we got there, it was more like a wild life trail you could walk through with picnic tables in the parking lot. We got out of the car and went over to look at the map {a huge sign like they have in malls} and we saw that there was a lake.  After agreeing we'd rather not eat next to trash cans and parked cars, we grabbed our things and set off to find the lake.



I don't take many pictures of just the scenery, but I'll work on that. ;)



After taking a few wrong turns and getting lost in the forest, we finaly found the lake. There were trees covering the view so we had to walk down a small hill to be able to see the water. There was construction going on to the right and million dollar houses straight ahead. Not exactly the lake we had invisioned.



Again, just us. :)



We walked back up to where we would have our picnic and set our things down. It was an open square patch in the middle of the woods. You knew water was just beyond the trees, but the only view you had was the concrete slab going into it. Before one could ask the other if they wanted to stay, I had four new mosquito bites on my legs and he was getting them too. We grabbed our things and headed back to the car.

We decided we would eat in the designated picnic area. We found an open yet secluded spot away from the parking lot that was under a nice shady tree. We put {again} put our things down and grabbed the blanket {which happeded to be a very soft sheet.} Sebastian got one end and threw me the other. It was a fitted sheet. {Genius me.} I thought for sure I had checked to make sure it was a top sheet... but I guess not. After laughing rightfully, we headed over to a picnic table.  





We had a table cloth. We weren't planning on using it, but when the sheet fell through it really came in handy. My dad got my mom a picnic backpack one year for Christmas and we gladly brought it along.



It has everything you need. Plates, silverware, napkins, cups {great for Gatoraid}, cutting board, butter knife, "steak knife", and a wine cork opener popper thingy {no one in my family drinks.} :)

Although it didn't go exactly as planned, we had our picnic. PB&J's, Goldfish, Potato Salad, Honey BBQ Chips, Gatoraid, and Water. Weird mix, but delicious.

This wasn't the end of our date, but that's a whole nother blog. :)