Weekend Update: America, Masks, and Fans

What a great weekend! Minus the fact that Miller and I were without Josh all day Saturday, we had a great time. Friday, to celebrate America and our participation in the Olympics, we had an all- American dinner/ celebration. Our good friend William drove from Auburn to watch the opening ceremonies and have dinner. For dinner, we had cheeseburgers, potatoes, baked vegetables,  and (my favorite) red, white, and blue trifle. Miller even got into the celebration by wearing his patriotic collar.

William told us that when he was little, his family used to eat meals from around the world to celebrate the Olympics. I’m thinking that’s not a bad idea. So this week I’m planning on eating Mexican, Chinese, and Italian. Those are pretty easy to do, but what else should I do? Maybe crepes for France? or Fish and chips for Great Britain? I’m gladly accepting any and all ideas.

Then Saturday morning I had quite an embarrassing moment. Josh left pretty early to go to his faculty retreat, leaving Miller and I to fend for ourselves. Well, before Josh left he put Miller on the bed with me, so we obviously slept until 10 (time of Miller to take his meds). After he took his meds, I immediately took him out for a walk. Not thinking about how I looked at all, I went out barefoot, in a red, white, and blue tye-dye t-shirt, and athletic shorts. When we made it down the stairs, we met some people and their movers so we briefly chatted. Well, after we started to walk away, I heard the movers snickering. Instantly I remembered that I had worn a mask to bed Friday night, and I hadn’t washed my face yet. Meaning the whole time I was talking to our neighbors and their movers, I had a white mask on my face. Happy Saturday, Paige.

Another thing you should know is that JRB and I haven’t been cold since we moved to LaGrange. The week after we moved in, we asked our apartment to come look at our air conditioner. They did and said they fixed it. However, this weekend we had to buy a $30 fan because our apartment was 85 degrees. Yes, our air conditioner was set to 66, but the actual temperature was 85. You can’t tell me that’s working appropriately. Let’s all hope that our air conditioner will be fixed! Josh is going to take care of business (aka talk to management) as I type this.

Hope you had a wonderful weekend. We sure did! Even though Josh and I haven’t really had a Saturday together in LaGrange, we still are doing very well. Looking forward to this coming up Saturday when we can actually spend it together!


Housewife to Dog-Mom

A lot of things have been going on lately. Lots of fun, happy things. Obviously Miller has brought quite an energy to our home. Instead of watching tv or getting on our computers to fill blank time, we now are in the floor playing with him. That’s not to say we never talk or spend quality time together, but as you all know there are only so much face-to-face conversation topics each day.

Another fun thing that happened this week is I got my hair cut! It was a bold, spur of the moment decision, but it turned out well. Literally I was looking on Pinterest and saw this sweet haircut, and the decision was made. When Josh got home from work, he tagged me out so I could leave Miller to go get my haircut. I did no research on the best place to go in LaGrange. Instead I just went to Regis Salon in the LaGrange Mall (which includes about 10 stores) and got the first available appointment. I arrived at 4 p.m., but there wasn’t  spot open until 4:30 so this gave me time to roam. I ended up at a Books-A-Million and bought Kisses From Katie and gummy bears. I am super pumped to begin Kisses From Katie. I’ve heard SOOOOO much about her and the book, so it’s definitely a long overdue read. But anyways I was about to randomly get my hair cut from someone I’ve never heard of at a salon I’ve never been to, and I’m eating gummy worms. Epic afternoon, right?

Can’t wait to begin this book!

On that note, I think I made the decision to take myself for a wash, cut, and style because I was feeling the effects of being responsible for young living thing. By NO means do I think I come close to knowing what it feels like to be a stay at home mom, but I do believe I got a itty, bitty, teeny, weeny taste of what it would be like. On Wednesday Josh left early for work leaving me here with a very young, sickly puppy. I literally had to fit my workout, quiet time, and cleaning into his nap times. Luckily he took quite a few naps that day, but still. And I’m sure you’re thinking I’m being a little extreme, but I honestly don’t think I am. When Miller is awake you pretty much are forced to play with him because A.) he’s so cute that you want to B.) you need to to help him cough up any gunk in his lungs C.) he forces you to by either gnawing your toes or whimpering D.) All of the above. Not to mention he isn’t house trained (YET), so if you take your eyes off of him for too long you’re liable to walk into a surprise. But anyways, I blame my impromptu haircut on my day as a stay at home dog-mom.

This was the inspirational picture I found on Pinterest. Let’s just say that my hair looks JUST LIKE THAT….(sarcasm inserted here)

I also had the pleasure of seeing friends this week! One of my friends, Laura, has family from LaGrange, so she travels here a good bit. She was here Monday and came over after dinner, and then drove back though Thursday. I was able to catch her and my other friend, Morgan, over chili dogs at Charlie Joseph’s (a LaGrange must-have. I recommend the chili dog with a glass bottle Coke. So. Good.) What’s so great about meeting up with friends now is that we have SO much to talk about. I don’t take this time for granted anymore by texting and looking on Twitter. I have to make the most of it, and it’s so so fun! Two chili dogs, two sweet teas, and three hours later, we finally pulled ourselves away from the table to go our separate ways. I am so thankful for friends who make the effort, laugh at my stories, and share with me theirs.

This is a Charlie Joseph’s chili dog. I honestly don’t know how they get it to taste so good.

Lastly, we took Miller out of the apartment complex for the first time last night. I like to say it was his first night on the town. Boy did he live it up! We started at Dairy Queen for blizzards because $1 spent on every blizzard went to Children’s Miracle Network. Josh and I told ourselves it was fine to get blizzards because “it was for a good cause.” After having Miller sit in my lap, we realized that his nails needed trimming. So we then took him to Wal-Mart (not inside, of course) to get nail clippers and a file. {Side note: Josh is currently looking up how to clip a puppy’s nails because the experience wasn’t very fun. Miller hated getting his nails clipped, and we hated it just as much. I knew I would cry if I watched so I went into another room leaving Josh to fend for himself. Needless to say, nail clipping is not enjoyed by anyone in this household.} After our big trip to Wal-Mart, we took Miller to the square where he enjoyed digging up the grass. Whoops. However, when we got home, he was EXHAUSTED. By 10:15 this is what Miller looked like.

He was one worn out puppy. But who wouldn’t be after a trip to DQ, Wal-Mart, and the square???

So that’s the latest with us. We’re looking forward to a fun weekend! Once again I’ll be alone basically all day Saturday because Josh has another work orientation, but luckily I have Miller to keep me company. Happy Friday, folks!

Big Plans

Well, I had plans yesterday. Nothing super, super important, but plans nonetheless. I was going to exercise, clean, do some work on the computer, etc. However, this sweet puppy named Miller completely changed my plans. My plans of being productive were quickly thrown to the waste side from the moment I took him on his first (of many) walks. I couldn’t even be productive while he took naps (many naps) because I was too worried about watching him and making sure he was ok. Needless to say, my productivity level needs a major boost. Amazing how a nine pound puppy can do so much to a person.

Presenting: Miller Bierman

This is Miller Bierman, our new pup! He is a blue heeler mix (mixed with we don’t know). We’ve already had people say he look part pit bull, lab, terrier, and chihuahua. Yes, the receptionist asked if he was a chihuahua. My response, “Do we look like chihuahua people?” (No offense if you are. Just not for us.) He is quite the charming fellow. He loves attention and play time, cuddles a lot, and enjoys burrowing in dark spaces like under the covers and under the couch.

Yesterday, Josh and I set off to local animal shelters just to “take a look,” knowing full well that if there was even one cute puppy he or she would be ours. The first place we went to, Troup County Humane Society, we found this sweet pup and his brothers and sisters. We were pretty sold with them already, but decided to look around some more to be certain. For me, it only took one muddy lab dog jumping on me to know that I wanted a Miller. So we headed to WalMart for doggie supplies (bed, toy, food, shampoo, etc.) and then went to become a family of three. When we got there, they let us play with ALL of the puppies to see which one we connected with and wanted to make our own. This is when it got interesting.

When the released the gate for the puppies to come outside, it was literally like releasing a flood gate. All puppies came hurdling at us to lick us and be our best friend…… except one. My eyes kept going to this sweet, brown puppy with floppy ears standing in the cage tilting his head back and forth. I went to pick him up and when I did he literally just clutched me and put his head on my shoulder. All the looking was over for me, this shy, cuddly puppy is the one I wanted. Josh needed some convincing since he really, really liked the other super extroverted dogs. But he came around when I explained to him that this pup was just introverted and that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a good personality, he was just overwhelmed by all of his brothers and sisters. Hesitantly, he obliged and I scooped this puppy away from the others.

While filling out the paper work at the front of the office, I noticed that Miller’s breathing was labored and he sounded very congested. I let the workers listen, and they though he just had a cold, but recommended us take him to the vet just in case. When we got to the vet, Miller was very very sick. He had no energy, wouldn’t interact, and kept huffing and puffing. The vet told us that he believed Miller had distemper (don’t make the mistake of googling it like I did. It’ll scare you to death, like it did me.) Our vet (an Auburn grad, so he must be brilliant) told us that he thought Miller would make it through and should feel better in about a week. Either way it’s still a sad time in the Bierman household. Miller coughs a lot and wheezes pretty badly. We’re giving him antibiotics twice a day. But in between the sneezes, he is one playful and sweet dude.

This is Miller when we realized he was sick. It looks like something Sarah McLachlan would sing about.

When we got back from the vet, Miller seemed like a new pup. He played outside and dug tunnels through the pine straw. He licked our fingers and toes and explored his new home. Me being me, I demanded that he get the “pound germs” off of him, so below is Josh giving him his “first” bath.

Last night, Miller still was feeling pretty good. He ran and jumped and peed on our carpet (the downside of owning a puppy). We don’t even care though because it’s so much better than the sick-version of Miller.

His favorite hiding spot: under our couch. He takes toys and food under there.

Precious Miller even slept the majority of the night. It was probably nice to have room to yourself and not get tackled by your brothers and sisters. However, at about 6:30 this morning, Miller began whining and was ready to go. I opened his door, and out he was! So much energy that I took him on a  morning stroll to tire him some. Then he cuddled up with Josh and I for another 3 hours! So far we are loving our pup. He is sweet and playful and going to beat this nasty old virus. He’s definitely getting enough rest. Below shows how he fell asleep last night before we put him in his bed: sprawled out, one leg in, one leg out. That’s our boy!

Night, night, Miller!

Weekend Update: Cold Feet, Luau, and CCCC

Friday was the first night Josh and I have spent the night apart since we’ve been married. It was weird because falling asleep Friday night I remembered what it was like to not have body heat to keep me warm. I was back to the days of cold feet and sleeping in a ball. While it was nice to not be hot, I’m not sure I want to go back to sleeping cold. Why were we sleeping apart though? Because I went to Dothan, AL for one of my best friend’s bridal showers. Elizabeth and Jared are getting married in September, and I had the pleasure of attending not one, but two showers in their honor.

Here’s the sweet couple at their second shower of the day, luau theme!

It was also super fun just catching up with friends. Pictured below are Elizabeth, Morgan, Anna, Myself, and Laurel. I hadn’t seen any of them in what seems like forever, so I was near jumping for joy to spend time with them. What better reason to hang out then to celebrate our bff’s pending marriage?!

Who knew I was so wrinkled? Yikes!

Josh had some friends from Auburn coming to keep him company Friday night, so in true wifely manner I made sure they got the hook up while I was gone. This obviously means rotel dip, cookies, and root beer.

I know I’ve talked about this before, but what would I do without Pinterest?? Over the weekend I made two different recipes found there. And this week I’ll be making at least two other recipes I found on there. Maybe I wouldn’t have to workout or think about my weight if I hadn’t found Pinterest… Sigh…. Anyways. One of the cool creations from this weekend is called Chocolate Chip Cookie Cheesecakes. To shorten that let’s call them CCCC (C to the fourth power. Am I right? Am I right?)

{Background to recipe: My dad’s birthday was Friday, if you didn’t know so already because you didn’t read Friday’s post. For his birthday, he, my mom and grandmother came to LaGrange for lunch after church. This was partly birthday, partly want to take a look at the apartment, partly just to see us. But either way, we enjoyed the company. We found a yummy (but incredibly horrible for you place) called Fried Tomato Buffet (as if the name doesn’t give it away). }

Anyway, I made CCCC for his birthday and kind’ve just because I wanted to. Let me tell you. Yummmmmmmmmy! You know we love cheesecake around here, so they’re flying from the fridge. The ones pictured are actually the ones I made. I think they’re something to be proud of.

As many of you know, Josh and I watch The Bachelorette. Last night was its finale (awesome), and our sweet, sweet friend Ginny drove all the way to L-Geezy just to watch it with us. When we were in Auburn earlier in the summer, Ginny came over every Monday to have dinner and watch it with us, so it was only fitting that we finished the season together. Isn’t it awesome to have awesome friends?? Now we just have to make that happen in The Grange. Dear LaGrange people, please be our friend so we can stop staring at all of your hands wondering if you’re married and then if you are married worrying that you have children. Over and out, The Biermans. 

Pops Rocks

Today is my sweet Papa’s birthday. Using his own words, he’s now a senior-the big 5-6. With age comes wisdom, right? I’m so lucky to have this man in my life because he:

  • Tells the best jokes
  • Laughs all the time
  • Taught me to fish
  • Used to double as my catcher
  • Understands the importance of breakfast
  • Fixes things
  • Serves as best husband and dad

My dad has been such a great example of what I should expect in a husband and father. He is the most caring individual I’ve ever met. He is strong and loves manly things, but doesn’t shy away from heart-to-hearts and hugs. I am incredibly proud to say that BOTH of my parents taught me and disciplined me. It wasn’t a one-man show. My dad often sat me down to see what was going on and took these opportunities to impart wisdom. Before I met Josh, he’d often tell me what guys I need to look for and what characteristics to run from in a guy. I am so thankful he did this because don’t dads know best when it comes to other guys?!

He also serves as an incredible husband to my mom. It takes a very strong, patient, and humble man to come alongside someone like my mom. While wonderful and awesome, my mom’s occupation isn’t one to take lightly. Being a coach (and now athletic director) is more than just a job; it’s a lifestyle. My dad has fully embraced his role in this lifestyle. He sees that during season, time together involves a gym or a field. For as long as I remember, my dad has been attending BRHS sporting events. I’m sure there are times when he’d rather be at home, eating dinner, and having the “normal” weekday, but many times he picks up his chair and heads to the ball field. I am so proud to say my dad understands and works toward being the best husband he can be as seen in Ephesians 5: 25-30:

“Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. After all, no one ever hated his own body, but feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church- for we are members of his body.”

Happy birthday, Pops!! Love you oh so much!