Don't pay the ransom!

In the only two posts I've published, I mentioned I'd probably not be the best at this, and I think the three months that have passed since my last post is proof. But here's a rundown of this past summer.

Mathew and Victoria got married (yay!)

NeSmith family rafting trip to Blue Ridge, GA

*I did not participate in said rafting. I stayed behind to watch Hannah.

Owens family trip to Dollywood

*New ride _Barnstormer_ was a hit

Several trips to and from Atlanta to find a job

*Trips were unsuccessful

Scott hits his 6 month mark (18 to go!)

Stress after stress after stress of trying to figure out what to do in the fall

*This one event could consume many posts, but let's suffice it to say it was tough.

*Ultimately, we decided to stay in Montgomery.

Many weeks planning Super Saturday

Dad gets in a major car wreck (he's fine!)

Super Saturday

Typing this post

So that was a quick rundown of the major events of the summer. This coming Thursday, Eric's ultimate team, Spare Tires (Roooollllllllll Tires Roll!), will play in the playoffs. I know Eric will do great!

Check out those calves!

Busy Weekend

First of all, IF anyone reads this, could someone let me know if the title is showing up? It should read _Chasing Plastic_ (see previous post), but every time I look at it, all I see is the first word. When I go back to edit, it says it's there. Most likely I'm doing something wrong, considering how technologically-impaired I am. Please advise.

Anyway... Busy, busy weekend. Eric and I will be spending our second night apart since we've been married. He and other guys from church are camping out in Ashville, AL (south of Gadsden, north of Birmingham) to help with the tornado clean-up efforts. I'm so proud of him. He's giving up his entire weekend to spend it out in the heat helping people clean. I can only imagine how tiring and exhausting it must be.

But you know what they say... the women will play while the men are away (er... something like that). I got to go see my future sister-in-law up in Birmingham for her bridal shower. It was a nice get away to do something girly. Plus, we got to sit and talk for about an hour and it was good to chat. Fortunately, they'll be so close that we can get together often.

*20 minute break*

Eric just called. All is well with him. As it turns out, Cameron McEwen invited him and a couple others to stay at his in-laws. Ironically enough, that was where I was this morning for Victoria's shower. Eric said he walked in and there were pictures of Victoria and Mathew on the walls. Oh, the irony.

What's in a name?

I am officially joining the blogging world... maybe. I'm not sure how successful I'll be at maintaining such a site. With no cable and spotty internet service, I am trying to gain other hobbies. Hence, the blogging.

And all the cool kids are doing it.

Designing the blog was hard enough. You see, I have no creative bone in my body. I know I like green and black and that's about as far as I got. After many attempts at creating something aesthetically pleasing, I then had to come up with a name. Whhhaatt???? If mi hermanito, Scott, had to do this, he'd have something witty and clever in a second. Me? I got nothin'. It gave me a headache (not really) trying to figure something genius enough to make people think, funny enough to make people smile, clever enough to make people say "ahhh," and definitive enough that people know me a little bit better after reading the title of my blog. And you can see what I came up with: Chasing Plastic. Let me explain. No, that'd take too much time. Let me sum up. (Name the movie!)

Eric and I met on April 28, 2008 (I'm a math teacher - I like numbers). That summer in Rexburg was one of our best. We spent many nights out on the frisbee field. Well, actually, he played, I watched. And that is where I fell in love with him. I know ultimate frisbee is just a game, but he was so passionate about it. And he was good. Really good. Fantastically good. I loved to watch him sprint the field at speeds no *NeSmith could comprehend. It made him so happy, which made me so happy. He spent many hours that summer trying to teach me to throw a frisbee correctly, getting me in a running habit, and gaining a love of the game myself. It brought us together. Three years later, we're still chasing plastic.