We discovered that our couch had a couch bed this week. We also discovered that we are no longer 12 and we can't just sleep in or on any random space anymore. The after math of trying to sleep on said couch bed was horrible. I was so excited to find the couch bed. A bit too excited I think. As I was putting the sheets on it and making plans to have an awesome night of movie watching and popcorn eating I started getting all nostalgic. I have countless memories of couch beds past. Like, trying to do a back drop and feeling the bar of the bed in your back. Sleepovers. When relatives came to visit. Or, the time my 4 siblings and I were sick with the stomach flu and Mom and Dad pulled out the couch bed and passed out barf bowls for us to use while we watched T.V. So you can see why I was excited to find this hidden gem. Couch bed = guaranteed magical times and memories. I got everything situated and flopped on the couch bed...big mistake. Remember the fore mentioned bar in your back... ya that was painful. I've seen maxi pads with more thickness than that mattress. Even Digby hopped off and opted to sleep on the floor instead. I made it through one movie then tossed and turned for and hour before I gave up and put away the couch bed feeling slightly sad and defeated. You know you're old when the couch bed has lost its novelty and comfort. Goodbye youthfulness. Hello back pain.
Derek's Grandma Bobby had hip surgery over the weekend. We drove to Arkansas to visit her and Derek's Mom. She is doing fine but hates her physical therapist for making her walk everyday. Ouch! Derek's sister Bobby and her husband Torrey were in town from Maine as well so we had a nice little reunion in Alma. We went to eat one night at the Catfish Hole. This place was home to Derek's first real job. He was the hush puppy maker.

We had fried catfish and fries and it was scrumptious! I'm convinced that the hush puppies would have been better if Derek was the one making them though. It was a very nice visit and we always love to be around family. I loved seeing Bobby and Torrey. They actually made it to our wedding in Florida and they have quickly become some of my favorite people. It's not very often that you meet people that you instantly feel comfortable with and I'm lucky enough to call these ones my family.

In other exciting news, I got a sweet new camera thanks to my wonderful and loving husband! After months and months of searching and trying to decide which one I wanted and if I could bring myself to pay the price...Derek said "Just do it already!" Well said husband, well said. So I did just that and I got a Canon Rebel t3. It is beautiful. I've never owned such a magnificent piece of equipment.
Shortly after getting out of it's box and set up, Derek began to regret his words of wisdom to me. He and Digby have become my sole models and they hate it. Deep down I know my boys love it but they have that manly facade to keep up with. Digby is a better sport since he doesn't really have a choice Here are a few shots for your viewing pleasure:
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Digby Boy |
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Derek's nephew Jason |
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I made some jam! |
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So I am in love with my new toy and I'm sure I will be posting a ridiculous amount of photos on here now.
"Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many."
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