Chasleyland

Baggage Claim

2011-08-31T22:45:00.001-07:00

Packed and ready. Texas, here I come!

I am madly obsessed with these lip-glosses, and Bec makes fun of their quilted tops. She says they are Chanel wannabe’s. I however, do not care and am willing to safe a buck or two. I have an entire Revlon rainbow in my bag.

Trina Turk is a favorite designer of mine, so when I saw a dress of hers online earlier this summer, I knew I couldn’t let it go. I had one of my favorite stores in Huntsville order it for me, and it’s just been waiting to make its debut!

I searched long and hard to find the perfect shoes for my rehearsal dinner dress, and finally, Diane von Furstenburg to the rescue!

Amanda and Judd came to visit me in Huntsville this past April, and while they were here, Amanda introduced me to some of her new favorite products. When she showed me her designer deodorant, I thought it was the most ridiculous splurge I had ever seen… until I bought my own.

Actually, THIS dress will not be making it into my bags. I thought it was cute when I saw it in the store, BUT, it was Lilly Pulitzer. I do not own, nor will I ever own a dress by Lilly Pulitzer, so in my defense, I convinced myself it didn’t really look like the preppy pastel designer’s work. I was frantically calling the state of Alabama and searching the city of Huntsville for a perfect size 4, when a realization occurred to me, “Am I really going through all this trouble for a Lilly Pulitzer??”. H to tha NO. Done. I called the game on account of Rebecca Taylor. I guess Mary-Kate Olsen was right. Never say “never” when it comes to fashion.

I recently read in a magazine that Kate Middleton had Westminster Abby filled with her favorite Jo Malone fragrances, so naturally, I BBM’d Bec to tell her the good news. And of course, her response, “Well, my god, the wedding cost 12 million, what’s a little Jo Malone?” And people are STILL wondering where I get my sass.

Nectarine Blossom and Honey just came out when I went to Chicago last year, and I just had to lather up. It’s been my savior of a scent since, and I can’t wait to try her latest addition, Wild Bluebell!

Photo snag! I’m giving this magazine clipping to the lady doing our make-up on the day of the wedding. I thought Cammy Cam rocked the red carpet at her premier of Bad Teacher with her light eyes.

And last, but not least, because I absolutely cannot forget this item, my bridesmaid dress.

Email to Amanda this morning.

In every interview I have had in the past two years, there is one question commonly asked for me to answer. “What would your friends say about you?” and as I gather my thoughts and start explaining the fact I have no sisters, so my friends are my sisters, we are very close, and we always make each other a priority and challenge each other to be a better person, tears start to form in my eyes and I quickly make an effort to gather myself, and all this time, I am thinking of you. I’m thinking of you because you are the friend who holds me accountable, encourages me to walk everyday with Christ, to love others unconditionally and to always go above and beyond for those in my life. You have taught me so many lessons during our five years of friendship that have encouraged me to be a better person and friend. You’ve taught me these things not through your words, but through your actions. You were the friend driving to the drugstore when I was sick and away from home freshman year, you were the friend picking me up for class, so I wouldn’t have to search an hour for a parking spot in C Zone, you were the friend who would always answer their phone when I needed guidance and understanding, and you were the friend who I could always count on being there for anything I ever needed. All these things, and the list goes on, made me realize you were someone special and I wanted to have the same love and care you had for me for my family and friends. You are someone very dear to me, and you’re in my everyday life. The things you have taught me, and the things I have learned during our friendship are lessons and experiences God is continuously reminding me of. Thank you for being my sister.

XO, Chas

Cabo! Wabo!

2011-08-28T23:35:00.000-07:00

After all, it all began in Mary Lane Hall. I found my friend for life on an August day in 2006. Looking back, I could have never predicted the blessing God gave me on that elevator ride to the second floor. She was from a big city, a plane ride away, and her words of kindness immediately revealed the Christ in her. So, this week, I will be boarding a plane to spend a few days in Dallas to celebrate her wedding weekend. She’s one of the most important and special people I have in my life, and I love her dearly.

So, with the days quickly approaching, I have a gathered a few items to help Amanda set sail on her new adventure in STYLE!

Chains and whips excited me. Yes, I promise they do, and I do realize this might be a bit misleading for lingerie, but I thought this set the perfect scene for a relaxing honeymoon in Mexico. I found this blue and green tunic at Neimans, and Dallas being the home of Neiman Marcus, I couldn’t let it go. O-Lay to Natori!

Recently, my Mom has asked me to stop wearing loads blush. But when I’m applying, I just get carried away. I love my NARS and think everyone should be as passionate about it as Muah.

Shuh-shay-DOE done done it. Love this brand, and I never go to the beach without an SPF lip balm.

A new product for me, but the guy at Sephora talked me into it. Genius idea he said, “powder SPF with a beautiful wand that directly applies, here allow me to assist…”

There’s no one better to give decorating advice when you’re changing your address. We’re going straight to the top.

Us at the Spanish Steps in 2009.

MQ's Wedding Video

2011-08-23T10:28:00.000-07:00

Partners in Crime

2011-08-23T10:26:00.000-07:00

The One and Only

2011-08-02T16:17:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday, to my forever friend…

We were driving down I-85. It was a hot and humid Sunday afternoon in July, a typical summer day in the South. Chasley and I were headed south towards Birmingham to shop. If you have been around the two of us for more than 10 minutes, you know that we are usually laughing. Laughing and talking LOUDLY that is. Not this afternoon. As Colbie Caillat’s “I Never Told You” is playing over and over again, tears are running down my beet red cheeks. Do you have a friend who always sticks with you? Even when you’re a mess? Someone who encourages you? Someone who will just be sad with you? Through the ups and downs of the past year, Chasley has not once left my side. She is constant. She is loyal. Just last week we were chatting about running and boys and the cute new dress she snagged at Unclaimed. One day we will be talking about the latest Polident cream for our dentures. I will probably call Chasley and tell her that my roomate at Hillsprings nursing home is driving me crazy. When I break my hip for the first time, I know that Chas will be at my bedside with fresh flowers. Yep, we will be friends forever.

Chasley, I am so thankful for the friend that you are. You encourage me by the way you love people. You constantly put others before yourself. You have one of the biggest hearts I have ever seen. I am proud to call you my friend. I consider your family my own. Happy Birthday. May 23 be your best year yet.

Proverbs 31: 30-31 “Charm is deceptive; and beauty does not last; but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised."

I love you,
Em

Gwynies Got It

2010-11-19T09:10:00.000-08:00

Easy on the Eyes

2010-11-19T09:00:00.001-08:00

Cupcake Cafe. Bec and I weren't going to leave NYC without a taste of Manhattan's finest confections. We even took one back to the man at our hotel who loaded our luggage. It was his birthday, so we left him a note saying, "from your Alabama girls!".

My mom's on a mad search for these plates for my wedding.

THEY are timeless.

Henri Matisse. One of my new favorites.

There's nothing better than a good afternoon of dress-up.

Make or Break

2010-11-11T10:19:00.000-08:00

Powerful. It kind of reminds me of Pink's "Please Don't Leave Me". Very humbling.

Ballin' Birthday

2010-11-10T11:36:00.001-08:00

Bec: We the bomb.

C: Numba ONE Sista!!!

Bec: Unreal!!!!

C: AHHHHH!! How cool is it that you get to experience all this. You work for the #1 ranked Football Team in America!! I’m jealous. I’ve decided you’re the Erin Andrews of AU!!

Bec: I wish I was that purdy!!!

C: Girl, you are. She better be thankful she has that long blonde hair.

Bec: What choo doin?

C: About to run. Hey, have you decided what you are doing for AM’s B-Day?

Bec: I reckon she wants to bowl.

C: Oh! That’ll be fun!

Bec: Gah, who wants to bowl? Nasty.

Bec: I'm thinking about going to Charleston for the weekend. You in?

C: OMG! I wish, but I've already committed to something. Thanks though, that sounds like SO much fun!

Bec: We'll do it after football season. Hey, AM’s B-Day is the 15^th at the Arena. I’m going to rent a room and then pass out tickets to the Women’s BBall Game.

C: Bec, that is the coolest party ever! How’d you talk her out of bowling?

Bec: She didn’t have a choice. I told her how it was going to be. Lost my deposit at the Bowling Alley.

C: I’ll be in Tuscaloosa for the Game, but I think I can stay in AU through Monday, so I can be there. Yayayaaa! Leave me a list of things I can be doing for you on Monday for the party!

Castle of Cheerios

2010-11-10T09:21:00.000-08:00

If you have children someday

When they point to the pictures

Please tell them my name

Tell them how the crowds went wild

First loves are enchanting, magical, pure, exciting, innocent, hopeful, beautiful and never forgotten. I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you, and bring on all the pretenders, because I’m not afraid. I had the time of my life with you.

Long Time Coming

My favorite part of the movie. He always knew she was a princess.

Jumping the Gun

2010-11-09T07:38:00.000-08:00

Car ride with Dad,

Me: "I hope you're saving, because to be honest, something is about to happen, I just know it. The year 2011 is around the corner, perfect set up for a wedding in 2012, I hope you're preparing because I am."

Genius Topsy Arrangement

place setting perfection

Out of Control Calligraphy.

Bridesmaids Luncheon.

Sylvia

the cutest bride ever.

i found these on a photographer's, who I once met, website. he is good looking, and as i was talking to him, daryl shouted from across the tent, chas! have you convinced him to take your picture yet?! check him out. rob ingram.

wowzee.

Want the braid.

Monique.

Bridesmaid Attire.

These girls mean LIFE to me. They are so uniquely different, which is why I could never put them in the same dress.

There's just something about bringing the inside out.

My mother in the backseat:

"Chas, HUSH! People are going to think you're crazy if they hear you talk like that."

Writing Meg Ryan

2010-11-08T11:13:00.000-08:00

I miss...

Mrs. Avery’s show and tell

6^th grade notes from A.J. Petty

Slumber parties at Mary Jeanne’s lake house

Coach Wright’s basketball practices during Thanksgiving Break

Game Days at Carter Gym

Mr. Day’s SGA Class

Ryan Tyler’s Youth Trips

Grey’s Anatomy premieres at John Price’s

Riding back roads in ski masks while Cooper drove my car loaded with my best girlfriends

Living on the ADPi Hall

Creekside and all the blessings it brought

my Zip Code being 35769

But one thing in life, I am not willing to miss are the people that God has given me, and there is a certain someone I am terrified of loosing, so I’m sending them a letter expressing my love and thankfulness. I look back on the countless times I had the opportunity to express my gratefulness of their presence in my life, but the words were avoided, and I’ve learned that most of the time in life, we don’t realize what we have until it’s gone, but I guess that is the beauty of it all, and I am hoping my words aren’t too late. Please check your InBox.

To my Parents,

2010-11-01T22:02:00.000-07:00

My aunt taught me to never start a “Thank You” note with “Thank You”, but sometimes, that’s all there is to say…

Mom and Dad,

Thank you for striving to love each other as Christ has loved you. Thank you for being loyal to each other. Thank you for sacrificing your wants, so that the other’s needs could be met. Thank you for staying true to your vows and yearning to raise me in a Christian home.Thank you for never asking me to leave the room so you could argue. Thank you for never making a rule of 50/50, because sometimes it’s 0/100. Thank you for giving me a place of peace to call home. Thank you for setting the example of a faithful marriage based on honor and respect, so that one-day, I could put my observations into actions. Thank you for being patient with one another. Thank you for allowing me to sleep with you when I didn't feel like being alone. Thank you for family hugs. Thank you for following Christ on the straight and narrow even though at times it might seem long and un-ending. Thank you for thinking of me as you live your lives together in this world that is full of Satan’s lies.

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres. Love never fails…” 1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Happy Halloween

2010-10-31T19:03:00.001-07:00

My Mom told me quit crying because I was going to wake my Dad. She said I was acting like my Aunt. My need to breathe was over-powering my need to explain. I couldn’t get the words out. Em was worried I was upset with her or that a phone conversation had turned south as I was driving north on Clemons Road. She found me in the driveway. I was too scared to tell my secret…

Me-Tube

2010-10-28T12:03:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry, B. I might have missed you this past Monday because I was visiting my Grandparents. I just didn't think Lymon Evans would appreciate your Chanel's and Jimmy Choo's as much as I do, but I did make a strong suggestion, but the Cowboy's won the TV time. So, I promise I'll be at the premiere of your latest movie. I'm SUPER stoked!

This week would have marked the eight year anniversary of the Lachey's. PLEASE get back together. Jess, we know you aren't truly happy, and you can never get over your first love, the first cut is the deepest, and Nick, Vanessa, she's your typical pretty, brunette, bronze and petite. Haven't you seen, there is a lot more of Jessica to love nowadays...

If you haven't experienced this, you're missing out on the winning side of life.

I first met Austin at my cousin's Fiesta Party. He was the live entertainment, and I am pretty sure I hit on him, HA! He let me sing "I Never Told You" with him, and it kind of became "our song". He's a Scottsboro native who every time I talk to him, makes me realize to never stop chasing my dream. He's SO cool!

Mr. Freeze

2010-10-27T08:49:00.000-07:00

Last Sunday, my pastor challenged his congregation to give up a daily spending habit in order to financially help our widows and orphans at Life’s Journey. He used his morning breakfast routine as an example, but for me, I was led to really think about how I daily spend my money. I don’t eat out everyday, I don’t shop everyday, so of course in my mind I was thinking, perfect! I have to sacrifice nothing! This is great, but God quickly made me realize I do in fact have a daily habit. I could not live without music. While I bathe, drive, cook, clean, I am listening to music. I buy music everyday, it helps me on my runs, and I always need something new to keep my mind off the strain of the Jones Valley hills. So, freezing my iTunes account will be a strenuous sacrifice, but before my decision went into effect, I had to buy T. Swift’s Speak Now album, one last Ka-Ching.

Personal Takes

Last Kiss,

“So I’ll watch your life in pictures… and feel you forget me… and keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are.”

I was in the bathroom putting on my make-up when I first heard this song. I started crying because “I don’t know how to be something you miss.”

Better than Revenge,

“She’s better known for what she does on the mattress.”

Trust me, the good girl ALWAYS wins, and my vintage dresses are way better than your Express sale rack returns.

Enchanted,

“All I can see, is that it was enchanting to meet you”

From afar, I observed him and thought, 'oh, if only'. He was royalty in my book, but when the calling, asking and inviting came, I realized I wanted what I had already said good-bye to.

Mean,

“You can take me down with just one blow.”

I once met my match.

Dear John,

“My mother accused me of losing my mind.”

Lynette Bellomy flipped her lid and thought about having ‘Hardcore Dior’ take charge of the matter.

Back to December,

“How’s life, tell me how’s your family? I haven’t seen them in a while.”

I see this scenario in my head every other day. Preparing myself.

Walls of Jericho

2010-10-26T16:08:00.001-07:00

…. two men and one girl, five and a half hours of exploring Jackson County… ONE GREAT NATURE OF AN AFTERNOON!

Fall's Future

2010-10-21T22:14:00.001-07:00

Scissor Happy

The picture I took into Neo Mode. I’m still learning to style my shorter locks.

Arm Candy

Christian. Desires to live in a small town. Wants a house-full of chillins. Loves adventure. Even kill and slow to anger. Always down for a road trip. Likes to talk. Writes insane love letters. Eager to eat my baking. I’m looking for you.

Upper East Side Wannabe

I vow to always clear my Monday night schedule and make time for you, B.

Cabbage Patch Kid

I don’t know how much of a blessing it is to have good health. My mother has been worried I don’t eat right, so in efforts to ease her thoughts and take care of the body God has so graciously given me, I have decided to change my eating habits.

Vitamin E Powerhouse:  Avocados are the best fruit source of Vitamin E; an essential vitamin that protects against many diseases and helps maintains overall health.

I’ve said good-bye to sweet tea and coffee; I can’t believe it, it’s like a piece of my “Southern” sweetness has gone down the drain.

Orange juice is known to contain a high percentage of Vitamin C, which is helpful in boosting the immune system.

Benefits of Blueberries

Improved vision

Clearing arteries

More antioxidants for disease protection

Strengthening blood vessels

Enhanced memory

Stopping urinary tract infections

Reversing age-related physical and mental declines

Promoting weight control

Rock Solid

Hilary Swank dazzled me in the September issue of InStyle. Her body is rockin’ and inspiring. She has now beaten Cameron out of the top spot on my refrigerator.

Grand Jete

I’ve always been fascinated by ballerinas. They are absolutely stunning. It’s on my “Bucket List” to take lessons, and no time is better than now to begin.

…and Edgar Degas found them picturesque too.

Jackson Hole

I’m begging my Dad to take me to Wyoming. I look at pictures all the time, and I imagine hikes through the mountains, picnics in the fields and campfires with my family. I want to see if Old Faithful is really faithful.

Mirror Image

Oh Liv, you’ve done it again. You’ve made me want have style just like you with your recent pictures from Milan’s Fashion Week. You always keep me on my toes.

Go Volunteer

Volunteering and getting involved with my community is something that God has placed heavily on my heart. One day a week, I spend an afternoon with the Boy’s and Girl’s Club at McDonnell Elementary School. There, I work with children who touch my heart and are always willing to give hugs, and I have met one of the most amazing leaders. Ruben Flores, not only are the children so blessed to have you to look up to, but I am very blessed to have you in my life. You amaze me every week, and you encourage me on this journey called life.

Red Reading Hood

Em’s going to be really proud her reading suggestion made the list. I’ve been reading Sacred Marriage for the past five months. I was actually reading it on the plane back from Chicago when the guy beside me asked if I was getting married. I quickly held up my left hand and said, “not even close”. It turns out he was a writer, and I told him I used to write everyday, that I had a blog, but things had gotten too busy and I didn’t write like I wished or wanted to now. So thanks Mr. I forgot your name and I can’t seem to find your business card in my nightstand, you reminded me of how much I missed Chasleyland and encouraged me to get back to writing.

Anxiously Awaiting

Becdie and I can’t wait for your November 16 “So Far!” launch! We’re hoping your “bad A#@” attitude will help keep our Holiday weight off! We love you, PINK! Thanks for keeping our spirits high on the pavement!

Piggy Bank

My desire to live in the City hasn’t changed. I’m saving for the Big Apple.

Ya'll Come In!

2010-10-19T20:40:00.000-07:00

Hi, my name is Chasley, and I am a House Renter.

The painting is of the Chigi Summer Palace where I stayed in Italy. My home for 3 months. How amazing. The picture is from my Grandfather's Retirement Party at the Heritage Center in 1994. Me and Dad.

In college, while all my friends were getting Yurman bracelets and Tory purses, I was getting hand-painted plates. I'm no fool, and I know myself too well. I knew I wouldn't have a Candlelight, and after college, I would be living somewhere... alone.

Merry Christmas! Love, Mackenzie-Childs

The prettiest lamp I've ever seen.

Cherished People

I love Museums.

Bridesmaid Ready

2010-10-18T19:30:00.000-07:00

To: chasleybellomy@gmail.com

From: Amanda, my bride-to-be who knows me so well.

Subject: girls, girls, girls

SO, I know we have a good 11 months, and I know I don't need to bombard you all with e-mails BUT I can, so I will. Just kidding. This time does call for some introductions. On that note, let's get to know one another. Why? Because we are going to be spending too much time together on September 3. By too much time, I mean not enough time. Do you think I'm sarcastic enough? Blame Wayne. It runs in the family. In no particular order.

1. Meet Kelley (Caldwell, moh). She likes workout clothes, Baylor, and gluten-free foods.

2. Meet Jillian (Mason). She likes to draw on fake freckles/moles, to be called New York, and smiling without her teeth.

3. Meet Chasley (Bellomy). She likes anything designer, small town life, and men of color.

4. Meet Betsy (Campbell). She likes her lake house, giggling, and mani/pedis (especially with Essie polish).

5. Meet Anna Kate (Mullinix). She likes to throw up the Alpha Chi sign, politics, and shoes.

6. Meet Emily (Peary). She likes weddings, wine, and hanging with the boys.

7. Meet Melissa (Melcher). She likes cardigans, anything JCrew, and reading a good book.

8. Meet Blair (Watler). She likes cuss words, making people laugh, and anything Texas.

Take no offense to any of these things. These things are what make me love you all. Attached you will find some pictures, so good luck figuring out who is who (they do not correspond with their #s, sorry). I gave you last names so you can be a creep like me and fb stalk (or friend) if you're bored. Meet your new friends. If you guess who is who, maybe you'll get a prize. But probably not, sorry. I work for a non-profit so prizes are not in my life budget.

On a serious note, I am SO SO SO excited to spend this time with you all and cannot wait for next September. Thanks for being part of my special day!! Love you all!

Via UPS

Judd popped the question and I said YES! Now I need some girls to wear a matching dress! I’ll be in a mess if you don’t say yes!

Chas, will you be my bridesmaid?

Love, Amanda

Thick as Thieves

2010-08-18T21:40:00.000-07:00

The thing I like most about the relationship I have with my father is the way he handles me. Maybe because we are two of a kind, but he is the only one who can snap me back to reality and give me a dose of my own medicine. We e-mail throughout the day, and his humor always brings a giggle that leaves me smiling from ear to ear.

I needed curtains hung in my bedroom:

Subject: Handy Man

C: You have your hammer and nail ready, FREDDY?!

K: Anything for you… Sue.

One of my newly discovered quotes:

Subject: Words from the Wise.

C: “Oh, never mind the fashions, because when one has style of one’s own, it is always twenty times better.”

K: ”Oh, never mind the e-mails, because when one gets caught sending e-mails and not working, it will back to twenty-nine thirty-nine Clemons Road.”

My dad never responded to my nuptial news, but a little birdie told me he posted this e-mail on his “Smart Board” for office visitors to see, saying, “See what I deal with.”

Subject: One LUCKY Girl!

C: I think I’ve decided to get married in Ireland.

We weren't willing to be apart for 3 months, so he traveled to Rome to see me during my Study Abroad.

Dad, I can’t tell you how proud I am of you. I look back on my life, and I am brought to tears at how thankful I am for you. You have ALWAYS been there. I love you like no one else. Everything I have ever had, you have worked very hard for, and you have always provided Mom and I with far more than we deserve. God has given us the most amazing leader to guide our family. We can’t thank you enough for everything you mean to us.

Last winter, I met a boy who I was trying to impress. We were talking, and both being from the same small town, we already knew a little about each other. In the conversation he said, “I know your daddy. He’s a good man.” I said something to the effect of, “You got that right. Gah, I just adore him.” In my mind I was thinking, piece of cake, you know Keith Jackson. I’ve got you hook, line and sinker.

…and Dad, about the journalist, skateboarding and lead singer type.

Remember all those Class President speeches you wrote for me? I believe your words have received a few rounds of applauses. And you’re into exercising. They say variety in your routine is very important, so go ahead and grab the plank of wood. And musically talented. You just go ahead and pick your banjo you lefty you. And on the flip side, no telling what you could teach the boy. Afterall, look what you’ve done with me, I’m now baiting my own hook.

Lastly, thanks for breakfast this morning. You are probably the only one who could get me out of bed at 5:20 AM for a 6 o’clock appointment at Hardee’s.

Rec-A-Mended

2010-08-09T20:40:00.000-07:00

Every friendship is unique, personal and different. Mary Quince and I have a friendship that will never be broken. She has always been there, and she will always be there. She takes good care of me, and she exemplifies the kindness and thoughtfulness of caring friend.

Written on my box of party cookies,

Green is for August Peridot. Gold is for the Glam and Glitzy. White is because you’re pure as snow. Pink is because it’s just so CHASLEY, Happy Birthday! Love, Mary Quince

“I found out what the secret to life is: friends. Best friends.”-Ninny Threadgoode

On Sunday afternoon, I traveled to Scottsboro to see Mary Quince. My sweet friend had been instructed to “take it easy” for a few days after surgery, so I made my way to our hometown to keep her company. Me, Lauren and Mary Quince sat laughing and catching up around the kitchen table like we had so many times before.

Super Pumped about Bed Rest.

I wrote Mary Quince a little rittle to thank her for mine,

From day care to health care, you have always been there.

With your contagious spunk, you could get anyone out of any funk.

You don’t know how much you have meant, and I count the blessings of every moment spent.

You’re one of my friends who have and will always be there, you’re too cherished not to share.

So from my heart to yours, I love you, and I don’t know what I would do without you.

Thursday morning, before her surgery, I sent my dad and e-mail, asking if he knew of any scripture I could send Mary Quince. I told him it was a competition between him and Mom, no pressure.

“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”-Deuteronomy 31:6

“I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.”-John 14:18

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.”-Psalms 23:4

“But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds…”-Jeremiah 30:17

Sermon Notes

2010-08-05T20:48:00.000-07:00

Lately, instead of listening to Ingrid Michaelson, I have been listening to Charles Stanley. Here’s a few jotted down highpoints that I have been reflecting on the past week.

Sermon on Failure:

We fail out of choices we make.

Highest and most productive failure: new vision, new perspective.

“Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.”-Luke 22:31

Whatever you think is your strongest point, be careful, because Satan has a bull’s-eye on it.

Why does Jesus let us fail? Why does He allow temptations in our lives? Choices? Trials?

He didn’t look at my life and save me on the basis of conduct; He saved me on the basis of our response to grace and the blood of Jesus.

God has something fantastic in mind.

How will I respond?

I can use every failure to increase influence and impact.

God saw that we would disobey Him, but he saved us anyway.

God prepares us for our greater service.

No sin is good, but it is about our response.

Flaw in Faith: confidence in ourselves, not on Christ.

To purify a heart means to break it.

Sift out qualities that are damaging: pride, selfishness, and independent spirit.

Sermon on the Desires of our Heart:

Obey God and leave all the consequences to Him.

“The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.”-Isaiah 40:8

“He tends His flock like a shepherd. He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to His heart; He gently leads those that have young.”-Isaiah 40:11

Tend and gather.

He hates sin-we are His prized possessions.

Why serve ourselves when we are so limited?

His followers are the only ones who worship Him.

He is the source of our strength. He will never show up late or tired.

Every single child has a set of wings. We will rise and succeed on the basis of our faith.

God wants us to soar, not sit. He wants us to rise above.

Sermon on Impression or Impact:

Followers of Jesus Christ ARE salt and light.

Who has had impact on your life?

Who are you impacting?

Many people love to impress, but you have an obligation to impact.

“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men. You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it give light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let you light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise you Father in heaven.”-Matthew 5:13-16

You ought… NO

You are… YES

We have a personal responsibility to impact those around us.

Impact=Collision

Changed, affected, and influenced, so that meeting you, knowing you, watching you is saying something to them they can’t escape. That’s how Jesus intended the world to know about Him.

“Make disciples of all nations.”

As you live out your life, impact the people around you with the truth you know.

The Roman government faced Christianity only to be conquered by the word of God.

Others may not like what they see, but often, it is what they don’t like that is what impresses them.

Live out your life, impacting those around as a result of what Jesus has done in us.

Not a suggestion, a command.

Jesus so impressed His disciples that they were willing to sink their lives to spread the message of eternal life.

Impact: determined by character of our life.

To change flavor of society, you have to be different.

Will we stand up for what is right, or will we be quiet and compromise?

STOP being conformed to the likeness of the world.

We determine how bright our light will shine.

Warning: salt being mixed with things to loose its power.

Light: pure, clear, make a difference, reveals that you might not see otherwise.

You don’t win by compromising.

Some will say, “I don’t like rejection”. Well, neither did Jesus. But He was willing to be rejected to save your soul for all eternity.

Pearly Gates

2010-08-04T21:12:00.000-07:00

I used to think that any boy from Scottsboro would understand me. But there is something other than the Country Cottage and the Wildcats they need to understand, and that is my heart, because my heart and my life are dedicated to Jesus Christ and His kingdom. I am a citizen to a place that is far more worthy of any earthy location. So for someone to understand me, they would have to have a heart that follows after Christ. I am devoted to His service and home. I will follow His ways and obey His commands.

“Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life appears, then you also will appear with Him in glory.”-Colossians 3:2-4

“Then He said to them all: ’If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.’”-Luke 9:23

“Marriage can be that holy place, the site of a relationship that proclaims God’s love to this world.”-Sacred Marriage by Gary Thomas

Tears and Twenty-Two

2010-08-03T19:09:00.001-07:00

Composed enough for a Snapshot

As my Nana watched me apply make-up for my birthday dinner, I warned her, “I am nothing shy of an emotional train wreck. I could break down at any moment.” It was wartime with the tears, and I would occasionally loose a battle. From Em’s breakfast table reading of her guest blog, that did not include a few tears peacefully sliding down my morning cheeks, but instead, hands cupped, covering my face, sobbing as I was doubled over the coffee I was attempting to brew, to the banner over my desk at work, to John Lyda’s voicemail that is one for the books, I had to gather my composure before walking back into the office, thanks for being my #1 fan, to Lamar calling with Lilli and Sawyer singing/screaming “Happy Birthday CHAAAAAAA-AAAASSSSSSSS!” in the background, to my dozens of calls and text messages, to my friends blowing up my Facebook wall, to Becdie’s first words in her e-mail, “to our sweet little Chas”(thanks for my People subscription…EEEEK!) and to our family dinner at 801 Franklin, I have never been so touched in my life, and as I am typing this post, the tears are streaming as I remember yesterday. I have so much thankfulness and gratefulness in my heart. I am so thankful that God has placed each and every one of you in my life, and if I could go on Regis and Kelly and call each of you by name, I would, because you impacted my day so greatly. You touched my heart, and like He always does, God captured my heart. I am reminded I serve a God who deeply cares and loves me. To him I give the glory and to him I give thanks. It’s a really good thing Birthday’s are once a year, because I am still a mess. I’ll recover and the tears will disappear, but my heart will forever be touched. Thank you.

Malena and Catherine

2010-08-02T04:54:00.000-07:00

HAPPY BERFDAY, CHAS NASTY

-EM

“Lord, You know my heart. You created me and know me inside and out. Wherever you want me, I will go. Open and close doors. Your way is perfect.”

Those words are from my prayer journal last fall. I was praying about where to do my senior preceptorship for nursing school. What did I see when I looked at that white sheet hanging in Miller Hall? Emily Harmon, Huntsville Hospital, ER. We had joked about me living with Mr. and Mrs. Bellomy, but now I was packing my bags and heading north. Having already graduated from Auburn, I thought Chas would have flown off to some far away land by the time I rolled down that mountain in February. But God had other plans. While I started IVs and pushed pain meds, Chasley served fruit tea and chit chatted with mid-day diners at the Veranda.

I can’t imagine God putting me anywhere else for those 3 months. I cherished early mornings drinking coffee with Lynette, who always offered a listening ear and encouraging words. I remember when Keith got a new bass boat and suggested they be sitting in the den with life jackets on when I arrived home from work. Keith called us “Girls Gone Wild” (you can rent a copy at your local Blockbuster, it will be on the top shelf with a paper sleeve covering our picture). Reclined back in his infamous La-Z-Boy, Keith would reach to his right, grab his Bible and read us scripture. From Buck’s Pocket to Sportsman landing, we captured Jackson counties most beautiful sunsets. Riding around became an almost nightly ritual. We laughed. We cried. We ran. We baked. We made memories I will never forget.

From running around the Loveliest Village on the Plains, to jogging around the square in Scottsboro, Chas has been by my side. Chasley is one of the most selfless people I know. She is a friend who rejoices with me during good times and cries with me during the hard. And she is honest. She tells me the truth, even when it hurts. How thankful I am to have a friend who holds me to these standards. She prays for me. She encourages me. She overflows with the joy and peace of her Savior. She is contagious.

Best friends, but very different. She likes journalists, lead singers with tight jeans, and guys that float around on a plank of wood (aka skateboarders). I like carhartt wearing outdoorsmen, fishermen, and sports fanatics. Drop her off in the city, drop me off at the lake. Yet behind the hobbies and interests, we are just two girls trying to love people, not by our own strength, but with the grace and mercy that Christ has showered on us. But don’t let us fool you: Just last year I was caught buying a pair of Gucci sunglasses from Saks. And Chasley was found in Barbour County hitting the bullseye with my 6mm.

Happy Birthday Chasley. Thanks for always putting up with me. Allowing me to go to bed before most 80 year olds, forcing you to tip toe around the house while the sun is still shinning. Thanks for sitting in your car and playing I Just Really Miss You over and over for me as I sulked. Thanks for keeping your side of the bedroom clean (what if both sides looked like mine). But most of all, thanks for letting me be a part of your family. Come on over, 22 is fine.

Alabama's Graceland

2010-07-31T14:36:00.001-07:00

Before we had jobs, Em and I knew we wanted to live here. Em accepted her job on Friday, and I accepted my job the following Wednesday. It would only be on God's perfect timing that we were both working girls. My friends refer to my new home as the "plantation", and everyone in Huntsville knows of the "15 acres on Whitesburg". The Flemmings are Rocket City Royalty.

Enchanted Entrance. The Last Song when Miles is hanging out of the window.

Wishing Well, come swing with me.

The Plantation.

Psalm 118:24

"This is the day that the Lord has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it."

Week of Birthdays

2010-07-28T18:30:00.000-07:00

Sunday, July 25: PawPaw

Tuesday, July 27: Amanda

Wednesday, July 28; Doug

Thursday, July 29: Stephanie

Saturday, July 31: La

PawPaw: I missed burgers on Sunday after Church because I was helping with a Bridal Tea, but I called my Grandfather to apologize for missing on his birthday celebration and to wish him a Happy Day. He mentioned my upcoming Birthday and the day I was born. At that time, he owned a tire store in Huntsville, and on August 2, 1988, he proudly displayed, “It’s a girl! Chasley Malena” on his marquis. Well PawPaw, I’m sorry I don’t have a marquis to tell the city of Huntsville it’s your birthday. The best I have to offer is a section on my Blog. Thanks for all the birthday posters you have given me in the past, and I am holding out for a Justin Bieber 26 x 40 this year, so here’s your advertisement on my piece of property.

“Here’s to you Felix Lymon! 204 pounds, 68 inches and Rough as a Cobb. Hope you have a blessed 74th”

Amanda: “If Jesus is my Rock, You are my Pebble.” I couldn’t sum you up any better. Thanks for all those “Seeing the Light” talks you’ve had with me, and Lynette Bellomy would like to thank you too. Thanks for never backing down and giving me your honest, caring opinion, and thanks for answering my almost everyday 12 o’clock phone call. You mean the world to me, and like I said on your Facebook wall, “I don’t know how I am making it in Alabama without you.”

Doug: Readers, I introduced you to Doug back in January. He’s the one I credit for bringing me out of my shell. Doug, thanks so much for still taking the time to meet at the park and for breakfast. Today is your birthday, and I hope you are having an amazing day now that you are back from California!

Stephanie: “Heads Carolina, Tails Carolina!” I love our road trips, and I can’t wait to be reunited for a weekend in Birmingham next month. You are my first forever friend at Auburn, and I thank God for placing you in my Pi Chi group. He knew I couldn't be without you in my life any longer. Never stop being the sweet, sweet girl you are, and thanks for sharing all your good music.

La: Last night we talked and it had been way too long. We were past due for a catch up. I’m sorry I won’t be able to make it to Atlanta on Saturday for your Birthday, but PLEASE know I will be there in spirit, and more than willing to celebrate when you get back to Alabama. It was music to my hears when you said you would be back in north Alabama in August, because I haven’t liked us being apart for the past year. Happy Birthday on Saturday Lauren Janzen. I will be calling.

Singin' B

2010-07-26T19:18:00.001-07:00

Every summer when I was growing up, I would spend a week with Derek and Rebecca in Auburn. Rebecca and I would shop in Atlanta, get pedicures, have dinner with her friends and run at the Coliseum. It became a tradition in middle school that carried on until I went to school at Auburn. But the first trip of the tradition was an adjustment. When I was sent back to Scottsboro, my Dad and Bec were e-mailing. She stated something to the effect of I never “shut up”. I never stopped singing. This was before Anna Margaret entered their lives, and they were comfortable with their quite, calm house. But it’s true. I sing all the time. I always have, and I have been involved in a choir since I was a toddler. So when my cousin popped the question, and they started making wedding plans, they asked me to sing at their summer nuptials. I’m preparing myself for August the twenty-first. The song is beautifully composed by Scott Allen, and I am so excited to be singing in my HOME-town.

3 Days of Wishes

2010-07-23T04:40:00.000-07:00

On Sunday, July 20, 1969, Neil Armstrong, Michael Collins and Edwin E. Aldrin made history with the Apollo 11 and NASA. These efforts placed the United States a step ahead of the Soviet Union in the Cold War Space Race. But in a small rural town, where clocks tick and cattle graze, it was the Bellomy Reunion, and A.J. Bellomy welcomed his baby girl into the world. No doubt he was moon walkin’ with joy as the “Third Sunday in July” became a celebration of the birth of his daughter. Rebecca Ann completed the day. She’s the best aunt a girl could ever have. She ‘s more than my Aunt; she’s the sister I have never had. Becdie Boo, you’ll never know how much I love you, and I am sorry I am three days late, BUT don’t you know that my Celebration Blackberry Message of your life was bright and early Tuesday morning. Rise and shine to the Birthday Girl, you were the first thing I thought of on Tuesday, July 20, 2010.

Steel Magnolias on Stage

Em the RN

2010-07-21T20:41:00.000-07:00

Throughout mine and Em’s friendship, I have had the wonderful opportunity to spend time with and get to know her family, and it was the Fourth of July two years ago when I met Ann. Em’s aunt has a house on Lake Jordan, and it is tradition every year that the Harmon’s spend the red, white and blue celebration together. This also marked the start of Em Driving + Chas Riding = Blue Light Special, and I don’t mean the blueberries on the Flag cake. Ann immediately made me feel like part of the family. She’s one of those people you feel like you have known forever, and she immediately made me feel like I was with my own family. Ann, from day one you took me in as one of your own. Thank you for making me feel like an insider and treating me like family.

Ann wrote this poem for Em and read it at Em’s graduation party at the Lake. It's pretty fantastic.

In Honor of Emily

The time has come for us to cheer!

You have graduated and the real world is “somewhat” near.

It’s on to saving lives and fixing folks

What an awesome responsibility, and that’s no joke.

The genes were there, we knew this was true,

For you to follow in footsteps of only an elite few,

From Great Great Aunt Virginia, to Reaunt, to your truly, Aunt Ann

And lets don’t forget our Jayne Hitt, the best nurse in the land.

In salute of this accomplishment and all of its glory

This historical gift tells the beginning of the story.

So hang your award right along beside these

(If it goes with the room and the eye it will please)

Then stand by admiring; it’s OK to show pride

In knowing that YOU now belong to a very special tribe.

O the things you will see, the things you will do as you begin the journey,

Some good, some bad; and some just plain funny!

The strong and the weak, the rich and the poor; you will care for them all.

Trouble knocks on anyone’s door.

And when you get weary, and trust me you might

You still have a place where there’s really no strife

There’s no stressing or troubles and worries are few

It’s a place you can come if you’re feelin’ a little blue

If there’s just one thing I really must say

In giving the best advice that I know how to say

As simple as it is and elementary too,

Just remember to “Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you.”

For this isn’t a job in the usual way

The work is hard; there’s acceptable pay

There’s so much at stake, the rewards humbling and great,

In knowing for others, what a difference YOU can make

So I’m handing it all on over to you-

The symptoms, complaints, BP checks and the flu.

You’re it for our family-the new nurse in charge

We’re all getting old and our health problems could get large.

Nothing you can’t handle; nothing you ain’t got

I’m sure you’ve paid attention and know QUITE A LOT!!!!

Well once again; I’ve gone too long

I still hate to close and still want to sing a song

But this is about you and not about me, so here are my parting words to our Emily…

You’re called Emily, Emi and Em-bem by your dad,

But from here ever after you’ll have another to add

So use it with pride from beginning to end

‘Cause here’s to you Emily Catherine Harmon, RN

With love and pride on May 14, 2010 and always,

Aunt Ann

Lyrical Truths

2010-07-19T19:32:00.000-07:00

When I Get Where I’m going by Brad Paisley and Dolly Parton-“I’m gonna walk with my granddaddy, and he’ll match me step for step, and I’ll tell him how I missed him every minute since he left. Then I’ll hug his neck.”

Feels Just Like It Should by Pat Green-“Well you got your good looks, and you got your style, and I got a reputation, don’t you worry about that. Just give me a chance, and we’re never gonna ever look back.”

New Strings by Miranda Lambert-“All the things make you mad, and all the baggage in you past don’t leave much room for a girl like me to be.”

Sober by Pink-“Silence scares me because it screams the truth.”

Where the Green Grass Grows by Tim McGraw-“I’m gonna live where the green grass grows, watch my corn pop up in rows and every night being tucked in close to you.”

Don’t Get Me Started by Rhett Adkins-“If you don’t want to hear how the waters parted, then don’t get me started.”

Hey, Soul Sister by Train-“Girl, you can cut a rug, and watching you is the only drug I need.”

Love Get Me Everytime by Shania Twain-“I was quiet content just a-payin’ my own rent. It was my place. I needed my space. I was free to shop around in no rush to settle down. I had it covered.”

Legacy by Nicole Nordeman-“Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred. I just want to hear instead, “Well Done” good and faithful one.”

Portions for Foxes by Milo Kiley-“And you’re bad news, my friends tell me to leave you, that you’re bad new, bad new, bad new.”

The Best Day by Taylor Swift-“And Daddy’s smart and you’re the prettiest lady in the whole wide world.”

Don’t Close Your Eyes by Keith Whitley-“Darling just once, let yesterday go, and you’ll find more love than you’ve ever known.”

Shadowfeet by Brooke Fraser-“When the world has fallen out from under me, I’ll be found in you, still standing.”

Only Prettier by Miranda Lambert-“And even though I don’t belong with your high life friends, it doesn’t mean we don’t get together and try to make amends.”

If You Ain’t Got Love by Dolly Parton-“What good is wealth and fame, fine clothes and diamond rings? It’s just don’t mean a thing if you ain’t got love.”

Mama, I'm Alright by Miranda Lambert-"I'm strong just like you'd prayed I'd be."

I’ll Stay Me by Luke Bryan-“My Granny and PawPaw, still missing Hee Haw.”

Glitter in the Air by Pink-“Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone? Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you’re not alone.”

Slice by Five for Fighting-“Have you read my blog today?”

Bed Buddies

2010-07-16T15:47:00.000-07:00

I do love sharing the covers, but before we go any further, lets clarify that it has NEVER been with a boy. I will only wake up to ONE guy. Maybe it was two years of close quarters in Mary Lane and Berta Dunn that made me realize I don’t like sleeping alone, so Christmas Break of my freshman year, I nestled myself between my parents for three weeks. There I was between Keith and Lynette chanting, “There was 3 in the bed and the little one said, ROLL OVER, ROLL OVER!” My friends ragged on me after I told them of my “cozy” Christmas, so all this to say, I’m still not over being alone in the AM. My last month at Auburn, I was bunny hopping between Annie, Jordon and Emily’s room. It was great. I never had to make my bed. The girls were together this past weekend for a visit to Huntsville, and the tradition was no different. As Em dozed off while Annie tried to decide whom to sleep with, I pleaded, “Look at Sleeping Beauty, she doesn’t care, I am BEGGING for you!” Anne made the right decision and sweet dreamed under my Bella blanket. Even Anna Margaret sometimes gives me trouble. As I beg her to sleep with me while we are all staying at Mama B’s, she’ll say, “you don’t have a TV in your room”. I try to compromise saying we will just talk, but she won’t have any of it. She’d rather be beside Bec watching Demi Lovato. So, I am packing my bags for a weekend at the lake with my family, and earlier today, I told Bec to tell Anna Margaret she’ll be sleeping with me at the cabin, because I will have a TV in my room.

Style Envied

2010-06-30T20:59:00.000-07:00

Sienna's surrounded by style. Smart girl that Sienna Miller. She can focus on herself without having to tend to what her Beau wears to the Show. Her mirrored time is not cut in half, because she is totally focused on hair, and not the man, who will be grabbing her left hand, shoe's. Someone with Style. Not a bad idea.

Goldy-Locks

Red Carpet Wonders

"Come along dear..."

Bag-a-licious

Those that play together, stay together.

Mama Mia!

2010-06-29T19:19:00.001-07:00

I have a mother who is at battle for my soul, and when I am allowing someone in my life who doesn’t encourage me on my walk with Christ, she doesn’t back down. She’s a fighter. I’m the girl I am because my entire life my mother has prayed for me, well, actually, since my mother learned she was pregnant, she has prayed for the child she would 9 months later hold in her arms and name Chasley. I’m her only, and she loves me, and I am madly obsessed with the woman I call Mother. No one else in this world loves me as unconditionally as she does. She’s my prayer warrior, she always has been, and she always will be. I can’t thank God enough for giving her to me. She loves me when it’s easy, and she loves me when it’s hard. She has daily conversations with God about me, and for that, I could never thank her and God enough. She prays for my safety, my comfort, my heart, my attitude, my job, my friends, and my husband. She just celebrated her 28^th Wedding Anniversary and I hope she is cruising the streets happy in her new gift from Dad. I’m a bit envious. She’s totally deserving, and I love her.

Rollerskates on Social Butterflies

2010-06-28T18:49:00.000-07:00

In the past week, Em and I have had eye-opening complaints of our ability to carry on a conversation. 2 scenarios, 2 girls, 2 true stories.

Emily Harmon:

Set the Scene: Em is in Scottsboro at a cook-out where she knows only the boy who asked her to tag along. She’s mingling by the pool, talking, as she has TOTALLY left her date to talk with the people he knows. She’s independent and social, she’s been on the Auburn social scene, she’s got this.

Response: So, word gets around in a small small town, and a mutual friend runs into one of the couples that were at the party, who says, “We met Emily last night, she sure is a talker.”

I told Em they were just intimidated, and that they had obviously NEVER been through Rush, but maybe a member of the Junior League.

Chasley Bellomy:

A Little Background: I received a new supervisor at work, and the lady who hires for the company told me of a conversation that was had between the two of them concerning their new hire, me, the new girl who only wants to meet people and LOVE them. I believe in working, but NOTHING will stand in the way of my social life. So driven. Hello Health Insurance.

New Supervisor: “I’ve heard Chasley is a talker.”-Negative Tone

When Em and I get together, we are loud. It’s always and will always be that way. We’ve been called out by our ADPi President when we lived on the Sorority Hall, and we’ve been called out by a third grader’s parent at the Mexcian Restaurant in Scottsboro. Lets be honest, in the past, we have probably driven some people away. But all in all, we have fun. We love to laugh, and we love to talk, and we hate awkward silences, so we do something about it.

Instant Messenger at work:

Cute guy I thought was single: Hey. Do you have plans for this afternoon?

Me: You mean after work?

Guy: Noooooo, around two. I need help filing.

What a bummer, and a day later he dropped the “me and my girlfriend” let down on me.

“There’s only two types of people in the world, those that entertain and those that observe.”-Britney Spears

Credit or Debit

2010-06-22T21:18:00.001-07:00

Anthropologie Dish Towel

Draped over the oven handle in my kitchen right now. I love birds.

Copco Coffee Mug

The best thing I have bought in awhile. I march into the office with this in my hand every morning. Half coffee, half vanilla creamer and 2 packets of Splenda. Wake up little Suzie.

Sue Wong

The dress I bought a few Sunday afternoons ago in Birmingham, but then I freaked out that I wouldn't be able to pay my July rent, so I made a phone call to Saks to return the dress they had ordered for me. Things just weren't balancing out.

Blush in Deep Throat

Oh Nars, that's what she said.

The North Face Fishing Shorts

Happy Father's Day! My dad is SUPER picky. About anything, clothes, fishing poles, boats and on and on, so it was VERY important to me that I give him something that would pass his approval, and I succeeded! I saved the receipts for nothing.

Em's Discovery

2010-06-22T21:15:00.001-07:00

Miley Swift Spears?

2010-06-22T21:09:00.000-07:00

I may rag on Miley, but maybe it's because I'm a little jealous. I love this performance.

Washboard Confessional

2010-06-17T21:28:00.000-07:00

I’m wishy washy, but I am working on being less flighty. My dad can’t handle that he can’t predict my next move. But honestly, I’m sure I provide entertainment through Verizon Wireless as he travels home from work everyday. One minute, I’ll comment I do not eat dessert, and then the next I’ll be stuffing my face with a Gigi’s cupcake. I will never have a Facebook relationship status, because the morning I put information like that up, would be the afternoon I would have to take it down.

“When I finally say I love you to any man and really mean it, it will be like a defeated general who's lost all his troops, surrendering and handing his sword to the enemy.”-Natasha Rostov, War and Peace

Mountain High

2010-06-16T18:09:00.001-07:00

On Sunday afternoon, Mark and I drove to the tiptop of Lookout Mountain where we reached the “castle in the clouds”, a place where for six years, one week of my summer was spent. Covenant College is the home of Summit, a Christian camp that is near and dear to my heart. The campers arrived shortly after we did, and we helped the chaperones, Mom and Pops welcome the junior high and high school students with open arms, hauling their luggage to the dorm rooms in my Sunday best and wedge heels. Many memories that I will never forget, always cherish and hold close to my heart have been made there, and many lifelong friendships have been formed there, like Mark. I knew I wouldn’t want to drive back down to reality after spending a few hours with old friends and new students, but I know God has me working with no earned time off for a reason, but next year, Lord willing, you can count on me being a “Mom”. I was able to see two of the girls who were in my family the last time I was a leader, and I can’t believe it had been three years since I had been up there. So this week, at the top of my prayer list is “Summit”, and I am asking you, as the week is coming to an end, that you will remember it in your prayers as well.

Summer of 2007, my first time as a "Mom". Go Green Hearts!

The Veranda Cafe

2010-06-15T20:29:00.000-07:00

I miss the Café. Every day, I looked forward talking with the locals and passer by’s as I worked with Judy, Darlene, Kim, Amy, Lynn and Mrs. Bivens. I wish I could have worked there forever, and I still help with the catering when I can. Judy, thank you for allowing me into your family. I loved spending time with the three of you, and I hope we can have a Saturday Lake Day soon. Darlene, thanks for always making me laugh. You were the reason I was worried I would be fired from my job, because you always had me doubled over in giggly pain. Kim, thanks for not giving me too much of a hard time when “I got a Rueben!”, and I will always remember that conversation we had at the Café the day of the Tucker wedding. Amy, I can’t believe Joe is your brother. Who knew I would be working with the boy’s sister who canoed me down the Tennessee River for a day and a half. Lynn, I don’t know how you do all you do. I admire your work ethic. Mrs. Bivens, thank you so much for allowing me to work for you. You have such a great thing going in Scottsboro, and to you, I will always be thankful.

So ladies, in the future, you can expect Christmas cards, a wedding invitation, random text messages making sure you haven’t forgotten about me and occasional stop-bys when I am in town. I love you all very very much.

Customer: “How big is your fruit tray?”

Darlene: “Oh, about the size of a toilet bowl.”

3-2-1 Blast Off!

2010-06-14T20:31:00.000-07:00

If you had told me in high school I would start my career in Huntsville, Alabama, I would have not believed you. My plans were to move to New York City or Dallas and start a city girl lifestyle full of fashion, love and independence, but God had other plans for me. He has placed me in the Rocket City with one of my best friends. We rent a house on property I like to call Alabama’s Graceland, and I am employed by LG Electronics of Alabama. I am truly blessed to have all God has given me, amazing friends, a supportive, loving and Christian family and a job where the people love me for who I am. I know God has me forty five minutes down the road from my hometown for a reason, and if He decides for me to raise a family here, Lena, Daisy, Francie and Anna Bell better get their bags packed because I am definitely enrolling them in Space Camp, and Houston, we have a problem. Whoever thought it would be a good idea to have a Fireworks Show on the Parkway tonight needs to know I am home alone this week. Welcome to Huntsville Chasley and Emily… BOOM!

Chasley On

2010-06-10T21:20:00.001-07:00

First and foremost, I can’t believe the date of my last entry. I’ve missed writing. I started the blog as a way to keep in touch with friends and family as I embarked on a new phase of my life, to talk about the most important relationship in my life and to hopefully provide a few laughs along the way. God has richly blessed me, and I wanted to share my experiences with anyone who would take the time to log on, so readers, thank you so much for your expressed “misses”. I am no writer or columnist, so thank you for hanging in there with me. As I watched the scene in SATC 2, where Carrie escapes to her apartment to write, I realized I missed what had once provided an escape from my everyday life. Writing has helped me to make sense of matters and to reflect on the lessons God is teaching me. So therefore, I AM BACK, and I am so excited! I have several topics lined up, like, my new address, my new big girl job, and of course, my hero Jesus Christ, who I am madly in love with. Things have changed a lot in the past two months; I’ve changed a lot in the past two months. So until Monday, carry on.

Real Deal

2010-04-21T10:55:00.000-07:00

It’s a rare occurrence for me to wash my hair. It’s such a chore, and I hate tackling it. My mom gets embarrassed at how greasy and smelly I sometimes let it get.

I never paint my fingernails or get manicures. My nail beds are horrible.

My gas station indulgence is Peach-O’s, and when it comes to the gummy goodness, I am a brand name snob. I will only eat Trolli.

I sleep in my Dad’s old baseball jersey. His nickname, Peavley, is stitched on the back.

I just learned to throw a bait caster. Come here bassy bass.

I still have drive-by’s/stalk in Scottsboro. Me and Hannah and Rebecca.

If you see me, and my hair is in a ponytail or a side pull-back, there’s a good chance I slept in that style the night before. My hair maintenance is just pitiful. I need Brenton in Scottsboro.

I shave my arms. All my friends complain I’m “prickly”.

I’ll never be accused of not showing enough leg or not wearing enough blush.

I cried in Ghosts of Girlfriends Past. There we were, in Paris waiting for a plane back to Rome, and I was sobbing my way through the French subtitles.

In the Public Eye

2010-04-19T21:27:00.001-07:00

Something to look forward to.

Oh yeah, I'm girly.

Howdy Heidi.

Every Thursday night, it was a Bellomy family event. Even 'ol Keith made a pause out of his busy schedule for "That's HOT!"

The Beautiful campaign is never a let down.

The picture that pops up when Brenton calls. He styles me.

Most of these advertisements I have cut from magazines, framed, and displayed in my room. I don’t know what it is, but I am visually attracted to airbrushing and editing. There’s just something about a whimsical scene and pretty people. But it makes me think, in my life, what is my advertisement? Am I encouraging others in their walk, am I pointing them to Christ, and am I following through with my words? And yes, I make mistakes, but I do know that God isn’t finished with me, and if you are reading this and breathing, then He isn’t finished with you either.

“…being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” –Philippians 1:6

Neon Lights

2010-04-19T10:03:00.000-07:00

More times than not, I am listening to Miranda Lambert on my iPod. I’m a huge fan, and I think it’s because I relate to her so well, or at least I think I relate to her so well. This is when my imagination gets the best of me, and I pretend I am on stage. For instance, The House that Built Me, her latest on the radio, I love our little house on Clemons Road, and I can’t imagine anyone else living here. Desperation there’s danger in frustration, I understand that. “All the things that make you made, and all the baggage in your past, don’t leave much room for a girl like me to be”, “It’s too bad didn’t have a chance to make me your best friend”, “Don’t worry about me, I got a wild card up my sleeve”, “When the lights go down, I won’t be around”, “If He could calm the storm and heal the blind, then I bet He could understand a heart like mine” are a few favorite lines from her compositions. But, Miranda has slipped one on me. I just discovered it, because it is not on iTunes or any of her CD’s. It’s the only thing my Mac has been playing lately. Poor Em. The song says it all, and the secret is out.

Setting the Record Straight

2010-04-15T20:53:00.000-07:00

I’m not dating anyone. I don’t have a boyfriend, and I’m not planning a wedding. My Wal-Mart run-ins have turned into “How’s your love life?” questions. NO ONE around my neck of the woods ever asks ME how my love life is. Amanda called me saying, “Someone asked me about this boyfriend of yours.” Oh lawd, and just last week, I ran into one of my high school friend’s mother. She said, “Someone told me you were getting married.” I just laughed and said, “Well, you aren’t the first to ask me that!” But to be honest, the questions and the, “I heard who you are seeing’s.” don’t bother me. I look at it as “getting my name out there.” and the rumors are way more entertaining than my real life. It’s good to know the Scottsboroians haven’t given up total hope. I’m still hoping for my small town wedding!

Save the Date for One Two One Eight!!

2010-04-08T07:00:00.000-07:00

I don't have to keep it a secret any longer, TOM AND KATIE ARE GETTING MARRIED! Cruise and Holmes, move over, there's a new TomKat in my focus. I am just thrilled, thrilled, and I love being around the two of them. I always tell Katie she is the genius girlfriend. I wish I could be her apprentice, because I have a few things to learn about that role. So in December, I will be there, with my jingle bells on. Yay for soon to be Mr. and Mrs. Tom Peavy!

Back, Ready to Attack: Travel Happy

2010-04-07T13:19:00.000-07:00

Some of my favorite memories with my friends and family are the times that we have traveled together. Except for the time my parents and I went to San Antonio. I’ve been brainstorming a blog describing how I was not a “Happy Camper”, “Oh, the Places You’ll Go, But Please, No More San Antonio.” I’ve tried to put my awful attitude in the past, but my father LOVES to bring it up. Traveling with loved ones is very important to me. Being in a car for hours and hours, I enjoy that, and an airport is one of my favorite places to be. It’s exciting, you’re going to see someone special, visiting a place you have never been, or maybe returning home. So when I am traveling, I always notice how people travel, what their bags look like, how comfortable their shoes are and are they wearing make-up for the red eye. It’s interesting, because observing how a person travels can say a lot about their personality. Do they feel it’s important to buy Louis Vuitton luggage? Well, me and Rebecca Coan do.

High Cotton

2010-03-31T07:57:00.000-07:00

Because I love driving country roads, because I think this is the most beautiful place on earth, because I want to raise my family here, because my mother’s antique shop is a social scene, because I love Pikeville’s burgers, and because life doesn’t get much better than this.

Nash-Town Get Down

2010-03-29T10:20:00.001-07:00

I’ve returned from a weekend of love. You know how much I love, love, and you know I believe it’s a verb. So this past summer, one of my roommates was a bride-to-be. I frequently asked for wedding updates and pictures of the bridesmaid’s dresses. We all made plans to attend Catherine and David’s wedding in Nashville, as it would be a celebration for all of us to be back together again. Amanda and I stayed with her grandmother, and I fell in love with her and Amanda’s aunt, Julie. It was mainly a weekend of good wine, great food and laughs, just like Italy, and it was a good decision for me to buy my dress in a size bigger. So, needless to say, I had missed the Italy girls and all their beautiful personalities. Catherine’s wedding was absolutely amazing as we ate Ben and Jerry’s and grooved with the band who also played at Jenna Bush’s wedding. Catherine and David, I hope you have an amazing honeymoon in Cabo! Next up, Laura and Mike!

Saturday Afternoon Shopping

Favorite Part of a Wedding

Back together! Catherine in her Jim Hjelm.

Walk to Genzano

Mandy, Al Gal and Lace Face

April 24, 1956

2010-03-25T20:00:00.000-07:00

These are the grandparent’s who took me to Wal-Mart every year for my Birthday, the grandparents I would stay with on Saturday nights while my parents were at Supper Club, and I would fall asleep on their living room couch while watching Walker, Texas Ranger and America’s Most Wanted, the grandfather who worked at Talladega and the grandmother who teaches me how to sew. I passed my grandmother the other day in downtown Scottsboro, and I thought to myself, look at her, there she is, my beautiful Nana. My grandfather is a very, very lucky man.

Horace and Mona Rogers, Lena Rogers, Lymon Evans, Ms. Olene and C.P. Evans

my Smokin’ Hot Nana!

…on your mark, get set…

See Rock City

2010-03-24T07:52:00.000-07:00

My entire life, I have seen big red barn billboards with eleven big white letters instructing me to drive to Lookout Mountain, so on Friday, Em and I decided the wondering was over. Beautiful drive. Beautiful walk. Beautiful view. You should see.

“Parked down on Lover’s Leap, Steaming up his old heap, Two lovers stare up at the stars”- Holdin’ by Diamond Rio

“I can’t count the barns I’ve past, Painted red, white and black, See Rock City”- This I Gotta See by Jason Aldean

The Baptist Hymnal

2010-03-23T13:54:00.000-07:00

I’d rather have Jesus than silver or gold

I’d rather be His than have riches untold

I’d rather have Jesus than houses or land

I’d rather be led by His nail pierced hands

Than to be the king of a best domain

And be held in sins dread sway

I’d rather have Jesus

Than anything this world affords today

I’d rather have Jesus than worldly applause

I’d rather be faithful to His dear cause

I’d rather have Jesus that worldwide fame

I’d rather be true to His holy name

Than to be the king of a best domain

And beheld in sins dread sway

I’d rather have Jesus

Than anything this world affords today

Dressing the Part

2010-03-22T06:26:00.000-07:00

I still haven’t grown out of my “lets play dress up” days. Lets party and play dress up, and I’m diggin’ it if it’s a theme. So, this past Saturday, I spent my afternoon with my forever friends. Through elementary school through middle school through high school and through college, we have all stayed close. I don’t know what I would do if these people weren’t in my life. I love every moment with them. In this group of friends, I am lucky enough to have a little family tie with one. Brenton, is my totally awesome cousin who is always down for a good time, laughing all the way. He has amazing talent, and he will be on Broadway one day, and this is a serious statement as he is auditioning and interviewing in the Big Apple. As friends began to gather at Becca J’s house for the cookout, I realized I was the only one who dressed for the theme. So when Brenton called me to see if I was there yet, I encouraged him to get there ASAP, because I was the only one ready to “throw it down in my hometown”. He showed up ready for a rumble. Gosh, I love him, and I am so glad we are Bellomy’s!

All in the Family

... siete, ocho, nueve, DIEZ!

2010-03-16T16:11:00.000-07:00

I have one main physical attraction, legs. My dad, he has amazing legs. My grandmother has told me girls in his class would comment, “’those legs shouldn’t be on a boy.” It’s true. He won the first place prize of the Scottsboro High School Ugly Walk in the 70’s. Shaved legs, short mini dress, 4-inch heels and a blonde wig, the pictures in his yearbook display it all. It’s the Bellomy/Stubblefield combination. He was destined for structure. I love chicken legs, and if I have seen you in shorts or a skirt, I have mentally graded your legs. I’m still on my Cameron high from the Oscar’s. She’s got it all. A rockin’ body, amazing athletic ability, and an untouchable ex-boyfriend list. Nice legs Cami, keep rockin’ the mini.

The Kelly Griffith Show

2010-03-15T11:09:00.000-07:00

I’ll never watch The Andy Griffith Show without thinking about the relationship between my dad and my grandfather, such humble, kind, caring, southern, God loving men. I love the show, but it’s only because it takes me back to the times I shared with them. I love gardening, clouds, birds and circus peanuts only because they loved these things. One of my favorite episodes includes the Darling family. This family appeared in six showings, as they would come down from the hills and travel into Mayberry. One time, Mr. Darling kidnapped Aunt Bea for his wife, which called for a comical rescue by Andy and Barney. I love good pickin’ hoe down music. I always sing this song, and I was thrilled when I found the clip on YouTube. It’s a classic. When I was younger, I would watch the show with the two of them at my grandparent’s house, and I remember thinking, one day, I bet my children, grandchildren and I will all sit around and watch re-runs of Saved by the Bell. Andy Griffith is to my dad, as Kelly Kapowski is to me.

Becca J's Big Day!

2010-03-11T06:33:00.001-08:00

Photography by Whitney Shepard

When I look at pictures, and I see friends with smiling faces, I always think of the memories that lead up to that moment. Every friendship has a story with countless memoirs. Trips to Constitution Village, birthdays, choir trips, weekend trips to Huntsville with Kristy and Brenton, are some of the memories that lead up to me being alongside Rebecca on her wedding day. Eighteen years of memories are captured in our photograph. It was such an honor to be with her at the showers, the bachelorette party, the rehearsal dinner, and moments before the wedding. Rebecca, you were such a beautiful bride, and I can’t thank you enough for always being the happy go lucky friend you are. Rebecca and Nick, happy one month!

Ricky Bobbin'

2010-03-10T09:25:00.001-08:00

Readers! I am so so sorry about yesterday. I was on the lake, catching some bass with Johnny and Em. I’ve grown up going hunting and fishing with Johnny. He’s one of my Dad’s best friends, so he’s been in my life for many, many years. He’s super popular in my hometown. His phone is never silent. “Where are you?”, “You gettin’ anything”. He has a whole network of eager killers. With the help of Johnny, Em and I brainstormed the creation of our very own fishing show. “Ricky Bobby” is Johnny’s comment for everything that happens wrong. Em breaks the seat, “You Ricky Bobbied that.” My line gets tangled, “Ricky Bobby, what have you done?” We decided this would be our trademark phrase on film.

Go Sandra Go!

2010-03-08T09:06:00.000-08:00

If I wrote on Sandra’s wall,

Congrats on the big win! So proud of you honey. Hope you and Jesse had the magical night you deserved! Lunch soon, please!
Dress to Impress

Because of Cam, I almost didn't make a list. No one could come close to being this beautiful.

Purple and a bustier. Pretty, pretty princess.

I've never had a Best Dressed list without Penelope. She never lets me or my mother down.

It's Sue Wong-ish, and I just love it. Diane, did you read my Blog Friday? You're welcome.

Ugh. I can't believe Miley has made my list. But she tugged at my heartstrings when she donned a bustier. I'll never be able to resist the lingerie look.

Wong in Wonderland

2010-03-05T07:06:00.001-08:00

More times than not, I am overdressed to a plan penciled in on my calendar, and it’s because I can’t resist a cocktail dress. For formals, I would eat saltines to ensure I had enough cash to drop on the dress of my dreams, and for a few hours, I would dance, well, Em and I call it jazzercize, in a dress I had turned down a dinner at Niffer’s to purchase, thank you Premium for all those nutritious meals. Oh how a love a satin, fitted dress, David Meister perhaps. That’s what I chose for Charleston at least. But there is another designer who dallies in my bank account. Sue Wong, Sue Wong, Sue Wong. Her designs aren’t practical, and I love it. Mary Jeanne has a Sue Wong dress, actually, she told me the other day she didn’t even know where it was. In my mind, I thought WHAT?! We need to display that thing in the County Courthouse. In hopes that Mim J finds her dress stuffed in the back of her closet, I have been in the market for a new shimmy, shimmy get-up, and I have discovered the designer has a special collection in stores for Johnny Depp’s new movie. Her designs are quite enchanted.

Jazzercize: verb; the act of dancing in such a motion that is not common, causing a person to sweat unattractively. Usually leading to sweat stains and wavy, nasty hair plastered to the face.

Warning: May cause avoidance of friends and plenty of solo dance space.

Tagalongs

2010-03-04T07:09:00.001-08:00

fresh flowers: there has only been one boy to send me flowers, in the 6^th grade, and I couldn’t get on the school bus with the vase, so his mother picked me up from Page and shuttled me to my basketball try-out, i made it in the nick of time. so all you boys who have tried to impress me in the past, haven’t you stalked me on facebook… it’s one of my freakin’ interest.

vase: my mother loves cut glass.

table: “chas, why is my table on the front porch” i love bringing the inside out. for my wedding, our backyard will be crammed with couches, cabinets and dining tables.

quilted white purse: it was my companion this summer. it’s seen italy from top to bottom, barcelona, london, paris, geneva and a quant town in sicily.

couture couture: i don’t wear it. i only bought it for the bottle.

mirrored picture frame: “mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all”-Snow White

three year old anna margaret: this is my all time favorite picture of her. bec had a photographer meet them at the jule collins art museum in auburn. she’s spunk.

gucci: maybe these won’t break.

o.p.i.: silver is my new color.

vanilla: my foundation.

watch: my sixteenth birthday gift was a big deal. bec sat me right beside my grandfather. my parent’s, ms. gross, my grandparents were all there. the cameras were ready. as I began to open the package, i noticed a collection of marbles patterned on the box. well, those marbles turned out to be oysters, as they represented the collection of my watch. i wear it every single day. every time i look to notice the time, i am reminded of a time when we were all together, a time when i was shocked to tears.

ring; no, it’s not an engagement ring, even though i wear it like one. it brings escape to those hard to get out of situations.

YSL: if I had one fetish, it would be sunglasses. love them. my gold rimmed, rinestone dotted shields are my absolute favorite. i will never retire them.

key to my heart: i am sad to report that I did not get my sunglasses for all the single ladies day. instead, my father had something else up his sleeve. keith, have you been watching gg? i guess we will both be interested to see what blair waldorf has around her neck in season four.

accessories pouch: from lip smackers to chanel, i love lip stick, lip gloss and lip balm. this louis is stuffed.

blue agava and cacao: bec’s jo malone collection is out of control. the entire time in auburn, i wore her fragrances, so of course i had to stop at saks on my way home to pick up the goodness.

... and in the beginning, there was Jennifer Love.

2010-03-03T07:18:00.000-08:00

If you’re hosting a party to watch a special event on the tube, don’t invite me. I will end up talking, texting, daydreaming or shopping and ruining the moment for everyone. Anyone who has watched anything with me knows this as I ask obvious questions about the show or movie I am supposed to be paying CLOSE attention to. Take me to the theater and hide my phone. Trust me, it’s your best bet, and as much as I would like to write a blog about ABC’s The Bachelor, I can’t, because I didn’t watch it. I was invited to attend a gathering for the finale, and I accepted, warning the crowd I didn’t even know the two girl’s names that were left to accept the boy’s final rose. I ended up closing my eyes as I exclaimed, “Is this HBO?!” The mud slathering scene did me in, so maybe next season. But today, today will be different for my anti-TV characteristic. As Em and I have already scheduled our day around O-frah. She’s having a very special guest who I have a slight obsession for. Jess will be the guest of honor as promotes her new VH1 show, and you KNOW O-frah isn’t going to let her leave without addressing the John Mayer interview in the March issue of a magazine that I will not promote. The quote, we all know so well. She was an addiction. So daytime TVers, set your timer’s for 4 o’clock, because Jess is about to sound off on John. It’s going down in she-CAR-go.

Every time I think of Jessica Simpson and John Mayer, I think of this image. It has been permanently stamped in my memory. I love the way she is looking him, and to be honest, I’ve attempted to imitate the exact scene with a boy. You know, looking up at him with my big blue eyes, smiling halfway as if it were a smirk and toting a purse that costs more than I make in a month in the crease of my arm. Well needless to say, he missed the moment. I’ve got to find someone who understands me. John Mayer and Jessica Simpson in the Perth Airport… Get it? Duh!!! I mean really?? Who hasn’t seen this picture?!

Closet Freak

2010-03-02T08:41:00.001-08:00

My girlies know me so well. Like my blind dates, they’ll predict I will either really like the boy or I really won’t. There’s not much in between with me, so it takes me all of ten seconds to flip through a chunky edition of InStyle. To me, a girls closet should be nothing shy of a museum, so when a celeb’s closet is featured, I stop dead in my turns. Articles featuring a room compiled with personal accessories, I am all eyes, squinting to see the labels. My next closet after Clemons Road, leopard carpet fo sho. Oprah, I believe Kimora has the upper hand. See for yourself in this month’s O issue.

A Buck in my Pocket

2010-02-28T19:56:00.000-08:00

Today, Em and I spent our Sunday afternoon exploring Jackson County. From Buck's Pocket to Goosepond, it was confirmed I love this place. Photography is my new favorite interest, as a snapped one of my favorite sunsets. Jackson County is the most beautiful place on Earth. I love it here.

A View from the Top

Trickles of Nature

I love moss.

My very own Nantucket.

Em fishing. She belongs here.

A Goosepond sun setting on the fishermen.

The Age Old Question

2010-02-26T06:55:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, I was strolling through Wal-Mart with my buggy when I received a text message from one of my best friendboy’s mothers. She explained someone told her I was getting married. The message put a smile on my face as I thought, oh lawd, this person has read my blog. One would think I had a groomie on my hands as much as I talk about love, weddings and babies. They probably even think I’m knocked up. So, please let me set the record straight. Every family gathering, my cousin Randy asks me the same question, “Where is he?” This year was no different, and neither was my answer, “Oh, there’s no boy.” I purposely position myself within his realm, so I will be asked the question. It’s almost as if I dread the day I say “Here he is.” I can just picture the scene. “Ugh. I just pushed him in the dumpster. He’s pilfering his way through the trash. He may or may not make it out.” Oh me oh my. I’ve never found anyone I wanted to introduce to my family as my boyfriend. And to be honest, I’m not searching. I know I talk about a romantic future, but the truth of the matter is I like being single. There are two questions I am asked in conversations. Do you have a job and do you have a boyfriend? Well, the job question I do not like, because I am still searching and interviewing, and I wish I could work at the Café forever, but I never avoid the boyfriend question, because I love my answer. Maybe it is selfishness or maybe it is contentment. A life fully dedicated to Christ without the distraction of a husband and wife relationship, I’m down with that. Of course I want children and to be dressed in white at the First Baptist Church, but I am satisfied with Anna Margaret and playing the role of a bridesmaid. I love attending parties by myself. The independent rush I get as I walk through the front door and greet the crowd, its like I am on American Idol. It pulls me out of my comfort zone, and I am forced to talk to people who I would have otherwise never introduced myself to. The thought of a boyfriend tagging along and me hoping he can talk to my friends and family isn’t very appealing. I tell people I love the single life, but then I have to explain that my single life isn’t the typical style. I’m not hooking up and hanging out. I’m spending the afternoon at the library reading and writing and taking pictures of the sunset on my days off at the Café. I have no idea what God has in store for my life. Next week I may have a blog entitled, “Oh, How the Tables Turn” that explains that God has allowed a boy to enter my life, and I don’t want him to exit. Or maybe ten years from now, I will be saying, “Yep, knew it.” There is no way I could predict the future. It’s God’s faithfulness and promise that gets me through. So this weekend, I will attend a wedding shower for Kaci and a birthday party for Eli by myself, and maybe I will be asked the question, “Where’s your boyfriend?” But for right now, I like things the way they are, me and God, and I am not looking for anyone who will rock the boat.

“But godliness with contentment is great gain.” -1 Timothy 6:6

To my matchmakers,

I really have appreciated the blind dates you have arranged. There is nothing I love more than meeting new people. Anyone who will listen to me for a few hours, well, lets line them up. They have also been really great for my Facebook friend count!

All You Need are Legos and Love

2010-02-25T07:14:00.000-08:00

Amanda predicted correctly when she said there would be another Anna Margaret Blog soon, since I have just returned from a few days in Auburn. The thing I love most about my relationship with my 5 year-old, blue eyed, blonde cousin is I can love her and not hold back. When I say I Love You, and she doesn’t say anything back, it doesn’t matter. My feelings won’t be hurt, and they are not going to change. Anna Margaret warms my heart. There is nothing like pulling in Derek and Rebecca’s driving way and having Anna Margaret burst out of the front door and run into my arms. On Monday afternoon we tooled around town having lunch at Big Blue Bagel and shopping at my favorite stores Wrapsody and Simply Charming. So after we said goodbye to Amanda and left downtown, I thought I would introduce A.M. to my newest hobby, the library. Yes, I know, as a student, it was the last place I wanted to be, but now as a graduate, I am so intrigued by literature, so I visit my hometown public library quite frequently. I was hoping to get her a library card, but as it turns out, a guardian had to be with her. I probably could have pulled them, oh that’s me card, but I trust that Rebecca or Derek will handle the situation at a later date. So, after we were denied the card, we decided to take a tour of the Library. Anna Margaret loves books, so we chose one book at time, I would read, and she would look as we sat in chairs that forced my knees into my face. After a few books, we decided to entertain ourselves at the Lego’s table. There, we spent the rest of the afternoon. I love Lego’s because I never know what I am going to make until I decide to stop and let my imagination take charge as I take a good look at the finished product. At the table, Anna Margaret sat across from me and beside her was a little boy. I started talking to him, and I learned that his name was Elvin. Elvin then proceeded to ask me if I had a boyfriend. In my mind, I am thinking, great, has it really come to this. A five-year-old is hitting on me! I replied to Elvin’s question with a no, and as I pointed to Anna Margaret I said “…and she’s single too.”

The Love of my Life

Elvin, if you liked it, then you should've put a ring on it.

Loads to Thank!

Amanda: I am craving your Key Lime Cookies, and I don’t know how I made it eighteen years without you.

Judd: You are way to good to me.

Stephanie: Your CD, outstanding. Job Well Done, my tiny little dancer.

Kate, Hannah, Lauren, Abbie and Mary Quince: You got me through high school, and I am so thankful you still take the time out of your busy schedules to bring goodness to my life.

John Price and Luke: I love you both very, very much!! Thanks for always being there.

Ellis: Ellie Boo, I Heart U!!

Katie Norton: You are absolutely brilliant. Your character reflects God, and it shows you love Him deeply. Your house is as cute as your personality!!

Katie Bolt: the Genius Girlfriend. Tom, you are so lucky.

Tom, Adam and Richard: It’s so refreshing to be around such amazing guys.

Aaron and Tiffany: A memorable weekend was had my all, and I am so glad we were able to get to know each other through our Mardi Gras celebration.

Mr. and Mrs. Peavy, Maggie and Mollie: A beautiful family. OK, so I am obsessed with Peavy’s. Thank you so much for allowing us into your house and providing your wonderful hospitality.

Joe: “You can’t trust anyone who floats around on a plank of wood.”-Keith Bellomy. Two peas in a pod I tell ya! If I had a brother, I would want him to be just like you. And this should be jaw dropping considering I have never wanted a brother or a sister. I liked my parent’s world being centered around me, but Joe, I would share it with you.

Luke Wood: The best neighbor ever. Depending on how nice you are, I may or may not post your candid video on Facebook.

Bec and D: You rock my world. Words can’t express how much you mean to me.

Annie Margaret: My bundle of joy.

Annie, Emily, Jordon and Sally: You will always be my roommates, and I will always remember the wonderful memories of 1228.

Tyler: CAMPING TRIP! My favorite moment of our dinner was when you put your cap over your face and said “this conversation is over.” Thank you for always putting up with my questions. Curiosity Kills the Cat.

Jordan: Sorry AM’s Valentine’s Party got in the way of us meeting Furrgie. I am sure she is purrfect just like my Cinnamon Crunch bagel, hazelnut cream cheese and caramel latte!

Mary Jeanne and Leslie: I could have stayed another two hours. Time flies with good company.

Matthew: So great running into you. I remember us watching Auburn football games in the Guthrie’s suite. You were the cool college golfer and I was the quiet ninth grade girl who thought you were super cute. I couldn’t talk to you at 14, but now that I am 21, the words spew out. And it’s not even awkward when you go in for the hug! You’ll probably never read this because you don’t have Facebook, and you have no clue I have a blog, but there is hope that D might tell you about it. After all, he did tell you I was in town.

Tony: Thank you for letting me slow you down on our run. Dern side stenches. Lucky Charms or Bar-B-Que House? What a toss up. But remember the last time we mixed the fraternity house, February and the whole grain cereal? Oh, what a night. I think we chose the obvious. You were the last person I saw before I left. Such a stress free morning.

Me and Mim J

2010-02-24T07:57:00.001-08:00

“Mine and Chasley’s relationship began when we were both babies in The First Baptist Church Learning Center” were the words I heard as the friendship between Mary Jeanne and me was shared with our high school. There I was, standing in front of students, teachers and parents with tears running down my cheeks. I wouldn’t be who I am today if it were not for her. The Mary Jeanne and Chas snap shots are countless as field trips and family vacations are recorded in my scrapbooks. Mary Jeanne was the pink friend, and I was the blue friend. It never failed, she was pretty and preppy as she portrayed Kelly while I was stuck imitating Zach Morris or Jessie Spano. She always had the best dresses, the latest Nintendo 64 game and a Madame Alexander doll collection that would make Candy Spelling jealous. I know she will always be there, because she has always been by my side through everything. In our senior year of high school, Mary Jeanne was there for me when my grandfather passed away. She was the first friend to call, the first friend to visit me at my grandmother’s house and the friend who stayed with me after the funeral. Among my bridesmaids, there is no way I could choose one girl to be my Maid of Honor. I want them to be arranged in the order of how long I have known them. Well, Mary Jeanne will be standing right beside me at the altar, since we have been together since we were both babies in The First Baptist Church Learning Center.

Diaper Duty: Two Pumpkins in the Patch

The First Baptist Church

Chad Holland was on the move in the balcony.

Law, I love to sing. I can't believe my mother dressed me in the same Christmas attire two years in a row. Such a crime.

Birthday on Clemons Road

Nature's Classroom 1999

The Bellomy's Destin Vacation

Strawberry Daiquiris and Limited Too Tankinis

All Dolled Up!

2010-02-23T15:28:00.001-08:00

I admire people who are comically confident.

"You'd be surprised how much it costs to look this cheap!"

The Grammar of Love

2010-02-22T07:03:00.000-08:00

Please know that I do not nor do I think I totally comprehend God’s love. He teaches me daily, hourly and minute-by-minute as I cling tightly to His word. God’s love is perfect.

Last spring, I struggled with the meaning of love. When people share their feelings they have for us, but their words are not affirmed by their actions, it means nothing, and it leads to hurt feelings and streaming tears. I talked to Danielle about my confusion. She explained, love is not telling someone, but showing someone. If a friend was hanging from a cliff, and you were standing above them explaining how much you loved them, but you did nothing to help them, your words would be useless. The feelings of not being honored and respected were a huge lesson I will always cherish. After I left Anna Margaret’s Valentine’s Day party at her school, Rebecca asked me if I noticed the boy in the yellow shirt nestling himself beside me as I read to the group of preschoolers. She explained that a few months ago, his parents had moved three states away and left him in the care of his grandparents. Why the little boy? At the time, if I would have known the details about brown eyed boy sitting on my left side, I would have held in my arms and told him how much I loved to read to him. It brings tears to my eyes to think he could wonder why his mother or his father hasn’t tucked him into bed for the past two months. It also brings tears to my eyes to think God could have placed someone in my life for an instant and in that instant, I did not show him or her Christ’s love. Whether it is the waitress at Ruby Tuesday’s or the man on the elliptical, I want to show everyone I encounter the love God shows me. I am reminded it is not about me. It is about bringing honor and glory to His name. I have challenged myself, and I will challenge you, be compassionate, be humble, be caring, be kind and be gentle towards others. But most importantly, love, and remember, it’s a verb.

“For God so LOVED the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” –John 3:16

“LOVE each other as I have loved you.” –John 15:12

“Christ demonstrated His love for us in that while we were still sinners, He died for us.” –Romans 5:8

Stila Snappin'

2010-02-19T06:36:00.000-08:00

Obviously, People’s photographers are reading Chasleyland. With a Chanel bag in her hand and newly purchased Louis Vuitton in his hand, they are hand in hand after leaving dinner at the Tate.

Honor Thy Mother

2010-02-19T06:34:00.001-08:00

I would like to make an announcement that surprisingly enough, I do not own the stuffed animal that is tightly gripped by Jessica’s toddler. I’m growing up so fast! Honor, you better pick up the pace.

A Room with a Tennessee River View

2010-02-18T06:39:00.001-08:00

Today, Emily Harmon will be packing her new car, leaving her college town behind, driving to the northeast area of Alabama and pulling in the driveway of 2939. I have been anxiously awaiting her arrival. As well as my family and hometown friends, I have told everyone I can of her visit to Scottsboro, and I have even scheduled her a few dates. She has been well prepared for, as she will be receiving a larger closet than me that is equipped with two windows that overlook our front yard and the scene of many summer memories. She’s been reminding me that I will no longer rule the household as she rolls into town. I was talking to Em, telling her how amazing her time here was going to be. People will see us running around town, buying groceries at Wal-Mart and eating at my local favorites. She is going to meet so many new people. But then, I had a terrible thought. Around here, the closest I have ever come to a boy was a date to the prom. Chasley Bellomy and boyfriends do not exist. So, my horrible prediction was friends and friends of the family would see me out and say, “I saw that Bellomy girl today, with a…. girl.” NOOOO!!

Disclaimer: Em and I have been asked to sit across from the table from a boy, and I would like to think we gave them more than they bargained for. Even though our track records are few and far between, I will hint that if we were in the Olympics, Em would be closer to the Gold Metal. Her competition needs a little more practice.

I feel as though she is made for my hometown. She enjoys the outdoors activities of hunting and fishing, and she appreciates a lazy day on the golf course. She loves a good wilderness tour, so as Chad brings her four-wheeler to Scottsboro, she will be set to go. God placed Em and I in ADPi together, and He is placing us together in Scottsboro. I am beyond blessed.

The Next Nicholas Sparks

2010-02-17T14:09:00.000-08:00

In every poem, every song, every book and every movie, there is a line that grasps our attention. It causes us to rewind and play and rewind and play. Maybe it reminds us of a moment that we shared with someone or maybe it reminds us of a moment that we had hoped to share with someone. It tugs at our heartstrings, and the words compiled are forever written in our memory. I’ve shared the following with Emily, and she said I shouldn’t tell anyone else until I can say it to someone who makes me laugh, always encourages me and daily confirms that I can’t be without him, but I’m not a very quiet person. When I have something I want to share, I share away. So, before you read the words ahead, there are two elements that are critically crucial:

a serious mood: which is super duper foreign to me, since I tend to teeter on the silly side of the spectrum.

a slow and quiet tone: even though I was born and raised in the South, people are always asking me to slow my words down. I am 90 to nothing and still accelerating.

Now that you have fully prepared yourself, here is the line that I will share with the boy I absolutely adore.

"I’ve never been in a relationship I wasn’t trying to get out of.

And I am not saying that I am not guarding my heart.

And I am not saying that we are going to spend the rest of our lives together.

But I am saying that I look forward to spending time with you next week."

AHHHHHHHHH!!! And then, after I throw those words in his face, I am sure he will be Goo Goo Gah Gah, bend on one knee and ask me one simple question that will turn my world upside down! Call me a romantic, because I am hopeless and a outrageously ridiculous. Readers, thank you for putting up with me, and one day, maybe one day, a boy will want to do the same, but until then and tomorrow, I will leave you with… “If you like her, and she makes you happy, and you feel like you know her---then don’t let her go.”-Message in a Bottle

Hardcore Dior

2010-02-16T07:48:00.001-08:00

I was practicing my designer inspired attitude when said to a boy, “Don’t mess with me, because I am a backwoods girl, and I have people who come out of the woodwork and hunt you down. “ My statement was confirmed the other day by a family friend when he said, “Chas, if anyone were to every mistreat you, you just let me know.” I seriously contemplated giving him an address. This man’s last name is Core, and you better believe he is bad to the bone.

Rick has a special place in my heart. We ride around town in his jeep with the windows down while listening to the Grateful Dead, and if my family or I haven’t seen him in a few days, I get a little worried, and I ask my mother to make a “check-up” phone call. Rick knows my routine, and he laughs as he says, “Oh Chas, if you haven’t seen or heard from me in a couple days, you think I am in jail!”

Lucky Number One

2010-02-12T13:57:00.000-08:00

I LOVE IT ALL!!

Rodin’s The Kiss

Purple Bridesmaids Dresses

Fireworks Show

Richard Tyler Gowns

Ashford Castle

Bag Pipes and Kilts

A Midsummer Night’s Dream meets The Secret Garden

Bouquet of Lillie of the Valley

Ballintubber Abbey

Hydrangeias, Delphiniums and Roses

Ireland

Rhode Island Royalty

2010-02-11T06:30:00.001-08:00

Timeless…

In the Making: Father of the Bride, Part 3

2010-02-10T08:33:00.000-08:00

It’s the reason I want my reception at my house, it’s the reason my dad and I still play basketball in our driveway, and it’s the reason I studied abroad and came back to the States with a fiancé. Well, that last part isn’t true, but wouldn’t I have made an amazing Annie Banks!

George Banks: “Who presents this woman? This woman? But she's not a woman. She's just a kid. And she's leaving us. I realized at that moment that I was never going to come home again and see Annie at the top of the stairs. Never going to see her again at our breakfast table in her nightgown and socks. I suddenly realized what was happening. Annie was all grown up and was leaving us, and something inside began to hurt.”

The veil has a story to tell!

2010-02-09T09:23:00.000-08:00

Most people are surprised to hear that my mother could care less about David Yurman and Prada, because most of the time a girl learns from her mother, but not me, I learned from my aunt. She has always gone above and beyond, wanting the best for me, and she is the sister I never had. My last week in Auburn, Rebecca had arranged for me to meet her for dinner. I was told that she would be with someone who she wanted me to meet, a good connection she described.The days leading up to the dinner, I was searching his name on Google and messaging her about what I should wear. I walked into Amsterdam’s Café, and noticed a table full of my friends and Rebecca sitting in the middle of them.Surprise! Not only does Rebecca go out of her way for me, but for others as well.Two football seasons ago, my grandmother’s neighbor was battling cancer. Every Iron Bowl, I remember her yard being festively decorated with orange and blue.As Ms. Roberts celebrated her last birthday, Rebecca had Tommy Tuberville call her to wish her a very special day. My entire life she has been there for me, making every moment special, so as she planned her August wedding, I was there every opportunity I could be, but this wasn’t unusual because wherever Rebecca went, so did I. I was there as she talked a police officer out of giving her a speeding ticket while driving to look for a wedding dress, I was there as she selected her china at the Wimberly House and I was there as she sealed her wedding invitations in the envelopes. I remember when she picked out her veil. We were at my grandmother’s house, and Rebecca was teaching me how to straighten my hair, but for some reason, we had to stop in the middle of the process. There we were at Ms. Gross’ shop trying on wedding veils. Rebecca was critiquing herself in the mirror as I stood by her side. After a few minutes of staring at her, I decided to look at myself, but I noticed something oddly familiar, and it reminded of black and white and 101. Cruella De Vil was staring back at me. There I was, one side of my hair was straight as a board while the other side resembled something similar to cotton candy. Still to this day, I don’t know why we cut the beauty shop time short, but I know who got the short end of the deal.

Notice the new beautician. I wasn't about to have a Cruella De Vil Repeat.

She's Celebrity Status

The First United Methodist Church of Scottsboro

Family Portrait

Becdie and Ms. Gross

Goosepond Plantation

An East Egg Wedding on the West Coast

2010-02-08T09:21:00.001-08:00

Bridal Gown

Badgley Mischka

Bridesmaid Dresses

Thread

Cake

Perfect Endings

Caterer

Wolfgang Puck

Florist

Mark’s Garden

Jewelry

Neil Lane

Planner

Mindy Weiss

Inspiration

“The Great Gatsby" and Old Hollywood

Jay, it was an event fit for Daisy. Great Party.

To Mark, Love the Crazy Cat Lady

2010-02-05T06:33:00.000-08:00