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The Shaneyfelt Gingerbread House Competition 2017

It’s the last Thursday before Christmas and I feel like Dustin and I have ALL  the Christmas traditions to still do!  Tonight we’ll do our annual Shaneyfelt Christmas Light Drive-by and watch Home Alone.  Last night we built gingerbread houses.

Let me start off by saying this–we are a competitive couple.  As in, we like to race to the mailbox to see who can get there first to get the mail or who can put their pillowcase on their pillow fastest.  Crazy, I know, but we really enjoy competing against one another.

We’ve only decorated houses together once and have decided that this has to be an annual thing (I used to decorate with my sister each year).  We had way too much fun!  If you watched my IG stories last night then you heard all the laughter 😂

 We evenly distributed our candy.


 Working on getting our houses constructed first.


 First, please notice the icing all over Dustin…and his mouth.  This type 1 diabetic should not have been eating that icing!


 He wins the award for messiest work space!


Okay y’all, who wins?!

A Night to Remember: The Butterfly Ball

Saturday night Dustin and I had the opportunity to attend the Butterfly Ball.  This ball was a fundraiser for the Prayers for Kayleigh (PFK) Foundation in my hometown.  I don’t know if you remember from last year, but I mentioned a little 7 year old girl in my hometown who was diagnosed with DIPG, a 100% terminal brain tumor, who died last November after a 6 month battle.  Saturday night raised money for the research on DIPG done at St. Jude’s in Memphis.

We had a fabulous time getting dressed up and enjoying a night of dinner, drinks, and dancing!

 (excuse the bad lighting!)



 I was excited to get to break out my faux fur coat!  I found this one that’s similar to mine, but mine is a few years old.



 I didn’t take any pictures at all because I was having so much fun, but I did think to snap this really quick of part of the venue.  Purple was Kayleigh’s favorite color, so purple was everywhere.  Beautiful fabric was draped all over everything, and there were chandeliers everywhere.  They had a cocktail hour with really good hors d’oeuvres and both a silent auction and a live auction.  We listened to a lecture from Kayleigh’s oncologist at St. Jude’s and then the dancing started!



 Some of my tablemates (aka coworkers)



 I had to battle severe wind walking into the venue so it straightened out one of my curls.  We literally drove through a severe thunderstorm that knocked out half the power in my town on our way to the ball.



 The lady in front of me is Kayleigh’s grandmother and she is a sweet coworker of mine



Did anyone else attend a ball this weekend? 😜😜

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Birth Day Stories (Repost)

I posted these last year on my birthday, and since… 
1. I’m turning 30 tomorrow (😩🙈) 
2. this was one of my favorite blog posts ever  
3. I have new blog readers…

I decided to repost!  And you know what?  I teared up again reading these.

Having divorced parents is tough, BUT I’m thankful to have two parents who love me tremendously–and who love me enough to contribute to my blog 😜

Having both Mom AND Dad walk me down the aisle

From my mom:


I was so excited when I found out I was pregnant with you!!!!!  I was going to have my very own baby!!!!! I was going to have a friend for life!  Not knowing if you were a boy or girl didn’t matter to me.  All I wanted was a healthy baby!!!! Baby “How to Books” became my current read.  Eating healthy was my goal.  Cravings of meat and vegetables were satisfied.  Looking for nursery items were fun. Enrolling in Childbirth Classes were expected and fun.  Being blessed by a sweet lady who sold me her maternity clothes kept me in fashion (for that time)  Remembering the first time I wore a maternity bathing suit was SHOCKING!!!!  I was too big for a regular bathing suit and a little too small for a maternity suit.  Putting that baggie thing on made me look like I had a VERY ILL- FITTING suit on.  Took me a while to get use to “those kind of clothes”.  Being nervous NEVER crossed my mind.  I was confident.  Gaining only 20 pounds during my last month (back then, we talked about being pregnant in months….not weeks)  of  pregnancy alarmed doctors enough to have some type of test done to make sure you were okay.  Test results were good and everything was right on target….except my weight.

I remember working the day before you were born.  My lower back hurt.  That didn’t really concern me.  Thinking I overdid it (as I usually do) cleaning the entire house, including closets, your nursery, washing all your clothes again for the hundredth time (called nesting), little did I know I was going into labor.  It was a Friday night.  We went to a relative’s house to visit.  Bill Cosby was on t.v. telling jokes.  The last joke I remember was the one about him going to the dentist.  I think I laughed myself into labor.  At that time, I told your father I was hurting REALLY BAD.  Having an EXTREMELY HIGH  pain tolerance was not to my advantage.  It was then we decided to run by the house for a “packed baby suitcase.”  You know, the one you take to the hospital when you are GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!!!!!  Seemed like only minutes after arriving to the hospital, I was rushed up to the “baby floor” to have my baby….YOU!  Probably within a half an hour, you were born.  Wow!!!  

From the minute they put you on my chest, you had me.

Happy Birthday to my firstborn!!
Love,
Your Mother



From My Dad:

I remember a lot but, some is blurry because it was an experience for me too!  And I thought to myself the day you were born, what a smart kid, she knew to be born on an Alabama by-week! lol

It was still Saturday night! I can’t remember what we did but, at about 10:30 that night, I was sitting on the toilet and your mother walks in and said it’s time to go! Well, I freaked! Wait, I said, I’m on the toilet! But, I finally got myself together somewhat, while your mother grabbed the hospital bag!  Off we go!

We made it to the hospital around 11ish, I think, and went straight to the delivery waiting to be delivered, room(?) Folks going back and forth; me sweating but fanning your mother because she gave a natural childbirth (tough woman). I saw every vein in your mothers head and neck and it worried me to see the pain but, it didn’t last that long because, within a short time, here you come and there wasn’t a dry eye in the room! And, who was the first to hold you, beside the doctor and nurse, your Dad! One of my tears dropped on your cheek and that, not only that, baptized you into my heart forever! 

Even through some bad times, your Father has never stopped loving you, and never will regardless

I love you SuperSissy!

Daddy Paul Wiley


I’ll see y’all back here tomorrow for a very special blog post!!!!


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