Wow, this was hard! My friend,
Monica, tagged me to share 5 things about myself on my blog. I've spent a lot of time trying to decide what 5 things to share on the www, so readers...all 6 of you (hi, mom)...here we go....
5 Things About Stacy1. I am a 6th generation Texan…born and raised, just as proud and boastful as the next one. I have broken that long and honorable chain by having a daughter in Arizona and a son in North Carolina. For the record, my brother followed suit and had two babies in *gasp* Ok-la-homa (winking and waving to Kent and Becky!) I haven’t lived in Texas for 9 whole years. It’s actually not Texas that I miss as much as the people that I love that are still there. I have actually grown to LOVE North Carolina, and would be happy as pig in mud for the family and Monica’s clan to all pack up and move out here. On the flip side of that…
2. So much of what I am is all that I’ve experienced not living in Texas. For instance, I know more about the life cycle of a saguaro cactus than most Americans, I have been exposed to many interesting and different perspectives, I have great friends all over the country, I have lived less than an hour from the Mexican/US border, I have lived within 2 hours of the ocean, I understand AND appreciate the (BIG) differences between regional bar-b-q styles, and I’ve lived in all 4 time zones. The bottom line is, I lived in Texas for 4 ½ years without Ray during college and made the decision that I’d rather live anywhere
with him than in Texas
without him. I’ve NEVER regretted that commitment, and I’ve since made much peace with my “misplaced Texan” self.

3. I started sewing when I was about 6-years-old, though, technically, I took about a 20 year break. I can remember sewing with my great-grandmother (Nanny). This is a picture of us in the early/mid 80’s. She used to go to Shirley Temple movies during the Great Depression, make mental notes on her dresses, and then go straight home and sew my grandmother’s clothes styled after Miss Temple’s
without patterns. My grandmother (Nanaw) was one of the best dressed little girls in Quail, Texas! She also made tons of clothes for my mom and even some things for me. She was a truly gifted quilter and a very patient teacher. I bought my first machine while I was teaching first grade in Tucson, and another USA Baseball wife gave me an all-day lesson. Since then, I’ve been learning as I go. Another interesting sewing fact about me is part of the reason I’m sewing now. The last phone conversation I had with my Nanaw (and I was pretty sure I KNEW it was our last…she was very, very sick) I was very upset and told her I how much I missed her. She told me to “Keep sewing. Just keep sewing”. Now I think of her just about every time I sit down to sew. It’s a nice, warm feeling to know I’m doing something that connects me to the women in my family.
4. As you probably know, my best friend is Monica. I don’t know what I’d do without her! She’s free therapy, style advisor, Christian role model, hardworking, FUNNY and beautiful. There have been countless times that I don’t even have to finish the first sentence of a story/concern/question…she knows what I’m talking about and I’ve got her full attention. We come from the same place. We’re west Texas girls. We are products of people that work hard and try their best to live right. We understand where each other is coming from, because it’s in our blood. We might have only lived together those 3 years in college, but there was A LOT of growing up and growing pains that we went through together. We both have only brothers, so we are each other's sister. She sent me a card for my 30th birthday that I kept, and let me add, I’m not a good card keeper and even worse card finder, but I knew where this one was. It reads:
It seems like we’ve known each other forever…
I can’t imagine life without you.
You’ve always been there to support me whether I need you to cheer me on or hold me up.
We’ve spent endless hours engaged in conversation about “nothing” and “everything.”
I wouldn’t trade those times for anything in the world.
Together we’ve hurt, we’ve smiled- we’ve grown.
We’ve figured out the secrets to life- or tried to, at least.
Your friendship means so much to me…
…and I hope I can always be there for you the way you’ve always been for me.
That kind of sums it up!
5. My family…I started planning this little group when I was in the 8th grade. Ray and I were in honors classes together, and I thought his flattop was oh-so-cute. We started dating during sophomore year of high school, as soon as we got our driver's licenses. That was when we were 16. . .in 1991. . .I’ll be 32 next month . . .do the math. That means that as of this March, we will have been together HALF of our lives.
OK, now wipe away the tears of boredom, and do something productive!
In the spirit of tagging, you can check out my good friend
Heather's blog and find out 100 things about her!