Today is an exciting day personally, because I am looking forward to picking up Lyndsey tonight at the airport so she can be here for Catherine's shower Saturday. I am baking some little loaves to add to the gift bags Cath has prepared for her hostesses. Another thing that is pleasing me is that my boy is purposing to spend actual time daily reviewing German, so that he may actually pass German III, take G-IV next semester, and then be actually done with undergrad forever!! Brothers and sisters, it has been a long time coming, but my anticipatory joy is bubbling!!
However, this is September 11, and one must pause and ponder the tragic events that are being memorialized today. Most every American surely remembers their circumstances in great detail on what began as just another day seven years ago.
It took a little while for me to realize the enormous horror of the events as slowly the fear began to grow that there might be more horror in store for us. James and I were in California moving Lyndsey in to the apartment that would be her home as she started grad school at UCI. That morning James got up and walked over to the Marriott lobby to check out the breakfast offerings. I turned on the tv and saw the airplanes flying into the buildings and smoke pouring out of the side of the Towers. But I thought it was a movie and changed the channel, only to see the same "movie" running there. When James came back, he made it clear that it was very real.
Goodness, my thoughts were every where at once. What did we need to do? Catherine and Phil were at ACU and we had left Valerie at home so she would not miss school. James' mom had come over to stay with her. In the midst of the flurry of phone calls, I heard from my sister Jan that her eldest son's third son was arriving on that fateful day in Evansville, Indiana. Joy and new life in the midst of the horror and death that was consuming our senses on that day. It was good to have a reason to praise and thank God for good things. And Happy Birthday to Aiden!
We went over to have breakfast and stared at the tv in quietness with all the other Marriott guests and staff. Eventually we drove over to Lyndsey's apartment to do the things we had come to do. But virtually every store we went to had closed. People were fearful that something terrible was about to happen in Los Angeles and everyone just wanted to be at home. We were fortunate that we had our car because we began to hear soon of airports closing.
Our hearts were broken as we saw footage of frightened dusty people running through the streets of New York and heard of the heroism of some of our American citizens on those doomed flights, and the stories of the firefighters who sacrificed themselves in an attempt to rescue workers trapped in the Twin Towers. Our patriotic feelings surged as we realized the strength and courage displayed by all those who responded so quickly and made decisions which protected and saved lives of many who were strangers to them. May we never forget.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
The Gala Austin Shower!








All in all, a delightful couple of days in Austin. I could definitely enjoy a longer visit. We went to church at Westover Hills on Sunday, dined with a group of beautiful women chaperoned by the confident and charming Cody Dishman at Carrabba's, and then I headed home.
Catherine flew back to Tucson from Austin, but she is heading back this week for another shower. It is exciting to look forward to the Prestoncrest shower, particularly the fact that all 3 daughters will be here to attend.
The Photo Shoot!




Just need to point out that my amateur status is intact and bleeds over into my blogging. The first five photos below actually were added after the second five, so if chronology is important to you, #6 is #1, #7 is #2, and so on. Also in the paragraph below (which I wrote first, but can't figure out how to move it to the top), I refer to the leg kick photo, which, I now realize, Lisa got that shot but I didn't, so just trust me on that. She gets in about 5 or 6 shots while my camera is still catching it's breath!









Saturday, September 06, 2008
Saturday morning Photo Shoot
The Staircase Shots


These pictures are taken at Karen Alexander's home in Austin. You detail oriented folks may have noticed that Catherine has not one but two gorgeous wedding dresses. The first one is borrowed from wonderful friend and bridesmaid Kristen Franklin Brewer. Catherine was one of Kristen's bridesmaids back in 2004. The second Catherine bought on sale recently in Tucson. I enjoyed taking the staircase shots, but wait til you see the fabulous shots her photographer/friend Lisa Woods took out in Kyle Texas the next morning. Wow, that girl has an eye for great shots!
Eden Elizabeth Brooks





Big Snake, Little Lizard
The Saga continues





Hey, that post showed up this time when I logged on so I went ahead and posted the two shots of Little Cath for your enjoyment. I will get to more of the details of that fabulous day, but now I have decided to go more in order, at least as far as the pictures go.
James and I got to go to Galveston, specifically Moody Gardens on a school board-related seminar. That was a really lovely trip as far as I was concerned. I did lots of reading and gazing at God's beautiful world. On Sunday morning we drove to Baytown and went to church with Steve and Denise, which we really enjoyed.
But while I was standing in the foyer after church, I got a call from Jan who was in Evansville with Michael and family. Amazingly, she was informing me that Mike had "coded" twice in the ER and she was on her way to the hospital with Mike's sons, not knowing what lay ahead. I heard reports periodically thru the day. Valerie offered to look up flight info for me and I wound up flying to be with Jan a day after we got back to Big D, or actually, Not so Big FB. Michael's recovery was not for certain for awhile, but he is healing and in fact has gone back to work. Jan has remained there to help him with child care. for riveting reports of her housekeeping, pet and child care, check out
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