rollercoaster of emotions

it’s been a rollercoaster of a week. lows then highs then lows.

joe’s grandmother died wednesday morning. his parents called him tuesday night while he was here and told us she was in the hospital. we asked if we should come down to see her, but they said she’d have a few more days. at 3 a.m. joe’s mom called and told us she was dying. we dressed quickly and headed out, but we got held up getting gas and then finding a gas station with a working air pump.

at 4 a.m., while we were still on our way to atlanta, his grandmother passed away. i was so sad. i wanted joe to see her one last time, but he didn’t get to. it broke my heart.

we spent wednesday morning with his family, and on our way back home i got the call saying i had gotten the radio job. we were back on a high for a little bit.

that afternoon, we went to my doctor appointment and found out i’m having surgery next friday. sigh. another low.

yesterday was the funeral. it was a very nice service, but seeing joe’s dad crying broke my heart again. i hate seeing him like that because i like his family so much. what really touched me though was that about 30 people showed up, most of them people who either work or have worked with joe’s dad. that really spoke to me. it says a lot about what kind of a person joe’s dad is that so many people would show up to support him and comfort him and his family.

after the service we had lunch and hung out at joe’s sister’s fiance’s parents’ house (how’s that for a mouthful?!). rachel (joe’s sister), joe’s parents and tommy (a cousin from new york) went out and we met up with them at this very nice outdoor mall. we had a fun afternoon shopping. rachel and i browsed through banana republic and chatted. it was a lot of fun. we found an arch that we both liked at one store, and rachel said we could both use it for our weddings. hehe.

so now i’m back home getting ready to go to my shift at my kiwanis club’s pancake day while joe is at training for his club. what a fun service-oriented morning for us! one of the biggest perks about moving to cartersville is that i will get to transfer to his club. i love the people in it. they’re so great. and the like me more than joe. 🙂 hehe. funny story and then i will end this long post…joe was telling some of the women in his club a few months ago that we were talking about getting married. linda, the immediate past president, asked if they could be the flower girls. without missing a beat, joe says, “you can be the flower women.” needless to say, that didn’t go over too well at first. hehe. now every time i talk to linda she asks if she’s going to be a “flower woman” in our wedding. i told joe since linda helped me find this job down there that she will be our official flower woman. hehe.

and now i’m off to serve pancakes or pick up trash or whatever it is i’m assigned to do this morning. woo hoo.

going to the car wash

today i gave my trusty (or in some cases not-so-trusty) car a wash. it was in desperate need. it looked more gray than white. heh. so, since it’s wednesday which is ladies’ day, aka $2 off for women (according to the sign it is ladies day), off to the car wash we went.

now here in dalton, we are fortunate to have not one but two, count ’em two, car wash/detail places which happen to be about a block from each other. we are, apparantly, quite special. i went to the cheaper one because an outside wash will be the same at both places and i’ll take $3.99 ($2 because i’m a girl!) as opposed to $7.99 ($2 off there too) anyday.

i pulled up to the wash and after the nice man pre-washed my car, it started to move down the line. as the blue octopus-looking things started smacking down on my car, i started to think back to when we were younger. we had a cabin in the woods of virginia, and we went almost every weekend. on the way down, we always stopped for a car wash. my brothers were only 2 or 3 at the time, and every time we would go under the octopus-looking things they would throw their matching blankets over their heads, sreaming and crying until we were done.

it was so cute.

now every time i go to that car wash i smile as i think about my brothers and the car washes. it’s nice to relive memories. especially the ones that still make you laugh.

the bar mitzvah

i have never gone to anything like zach’s bar mitzvah before. we hit the road around 8 or 9 p.m. and arrived in columbia, s.c. well after midnight.

Saturday morning was the bar mitzvah service. It’s just like a typical church service, joe told me. it was interesting for me to see a service, hear the torah readings in hebrew, etc. after two hours, joe and i left for a bathroom break. from the hall we could hear zach talking. it’s almost over, joe said.

an hour later, the service ended. conservative services normally last a lot longer than reform services, but it was still very interesting to me.

we went back to our hotel room, snacked (there wasn’t much at the lunch) and took a quick nap. then we were up and getting ready for the party. or should i say i was getting ready for the party. for once joe’s sister was done before me, but i attribute that to the fact that i decided to curl my hair.

it was quite the party — very, very fancy. a professional photographer was there taking family pictures, and she took one of me and joe as well. we all stood out in the foyer of the convention center mingling and finally were allowed into the dining hall. it was absolutely gorgeous. the lights were low and there were circular tables throughout the room around the dance floor. food stations were situated in each corner. in italy we could choose from pesto pasta, marinara pasta and fettucine alfredo. china had eggrolls and a few other dishes. in new york, there was green beans, roasted potatoes and meat. it was amazing. joe’s sister, rachel, and i told the server at the italy station that we’d just move our table over to him.

here’s a picture of me and joe. i seem to blend into the background.

and here is rachel and her fiance, dave.

joe and i bought strobe light rings for the four of us, and we wore them all night. we call them our power rings. dave and rachel took a picture, which i will post when i get it.

more new york photos

here are some more pictures from new york, courtesy of joe’s dad.


me and joe at his great-aunt and great-uncle’s anniversary party. i love this one.


us on the staten island ferry.


us with joe’s cousin’s tommy’s sons. they are so cute, and were so much fun!


us with joe’s family and tommy’s family.

the cake

thursday was my mom’s birthday. today we’re celebrating, as we always do the saturday after birthdays. my brothers and i decided to get her a gift certificate for a massage, as she’s never had one and always said she’d like one. joe and i are framing a picture of us to give her as well.

and i baked her a cake. well, tried to at least. i must be the only 25-year-old in the world who can’t bake a cake. it stuck to the pan, to the plates and to my hands as i put the top cake on top of the bottom one, which appears to be sunken in in the middle. then, the cake started coming apart as i put the frosting on (although i’ve always had that problem.

i wonder if my wonderful baking skills have anything to do with the two shots of rum joe and i had before and during the baking. hmmm…nah.

summery weekend

i had a fantastic weekend. on saturday, joe and i went to my parents’ house and had lunch with the family and visited with them, one of my brothers and my grandparents. that night we went to dinner at the dalton depot, my favorite restaurant in dalton, and then to see wedding crashers. that movie was absolutely hilarious. you all must go see it. now.

yesterday, we spent the afternoon at the pool at joe’s apartment complex. i laid out for a while, and then we played around and swam for a couple hours. we had fun and got quite a bit of exercise in, which is good. later that night, i discovered i got burned on my shoulders and back. and when i say burned, i mean really burned. i guess when my medicine says “avoid direct contact with sunlight” it means it. i figured maybe it would stop making me burn so bad. this morning when joe woke me up at 6:15 (yes, 6:15, now wasn’t that just so nice of him), he said, “cady? cady? where are you? oh, there you are. you’re like a chameleon against the sheets, but i can see your teeth.” yeah. i didn’t find that so humorous.

last night we were watching extreme makeover: home edition (i just love that show because they do such a good thing for good, deserving people) and the family included two deaf parents, a blind and autistic son, and a normal son. i was amazed at their story and how much the older son has to do since he’s the only one who can see and hear. the whole show was so sweet i cried. and it prompted the question, which i asked joe: which would you rather be, deaf or blind. he immediately answered blind, and i asked him why. he said, “because then i wouldn’t be able to see how beautiful you are.” that made me cry again because it was so sweet. and i’m not allowed to go any further, so we’ll just end it here. 😉