Category Archives: Bloggy Fun

Working, working, working…

I’m busy working on my Why I blog post. Are you?

I’m having fun looking through old posts and photographs and look forward to sharing on Sunday the reasons why I blog. It may be a slightly circuitous route, but this IS called Ramblings by Reba after all. 🙂

And even if you aren’t going to participate in the carnival, come back on Sunday to enter my blogoversary giveaway! 🙂 It will run from 12:01 a.m. EDT Sunday until 9 p.m. EDT Tuesday.

Y’all come!

The eternal question…

“Rebecca, are you blogging?”

This is a question my husband asks me a lot. (No, the answer is NOT always “yes,” thankyouverymuch.)

In less than a month, he will have been asking me that question for a full year. July 13 is my first blogoversary.

To mark the day, I’m going to write about why I blog. And I hope you’ll do the same. Just answer the question “Why I blog” on YOUR blog and leave a link to your post in the Mister Linky that I’ll put up at 12:01 EDT on July 13.

I’m going to “come clean” and tell you that I will be out of town on July 13. (A Sunday in the middle of July. Go figure.) I’ll be auto posting this and returning later in the day to see what you have to say.

What? You’re going to be out of town or otherwise unavailable that day, too? No problem! Post your link when you’re ready… hopefully some time that week… but I’ll read it whenever. 🙂

AND I’m going to have a giveaway. You don’t have to participate in the blog carnival to enter. Because photography is a big part of my blog and something I love to do, I thought it fitting to give away a print or two. I’m also giving away a $10 gift certificate. I’m still working out the details of both. Do you have suggestions?

I look forward to seeing you then. I think it’s going to be fun. What’s summer without a carnival, after all?

After many initial mishaps…

Spring Bloggy Giveaway

Remember when I gave away some photos?

After many initial mishaps (taking forever to get the prints made, ordering the matting supplies, LOSING the prints, having to get the prints made AGAIN), I am pleased to tell you that the photos are in the mail to the winners.


Our friends at Bloggy Giveaways are going to do it all again in late July, and I’ll be giving away more photos.


This time there won’t be the delay. Now that I know how to mat photos (Ed showed me how to do the first one and served as my model), it won’t take long. I promise…

“I Do” — Wedding Stories

About three weeks ago, on our second anniversary, I told you How I Met My Honey. So many people participated, and I had a lot of fun. I hope you did, too. 🙂 (And it’s not too late to link in. Have I mentioned I love these stories?)

Today, we’re sharing wedding stories. You don’t have to tell a story about YOUR wedding. You can tell the story about any wedding you’ve been to, been in — or worn a butt bow in. 🙂

After you’ve written your stories, don’t forget to sign the Mister Linky and link to your actual post, not to the main page of your blog. (If you’re not sure how to do that, click here.)

Enough of the details. Now to the stories.

In the words of Sophia Petrillo, picture it, northern Georgia, April 2006.

My friend Leslie, my matron of honor, spent the night before the wedding with me, at my parent’s house. Her husband stayed at the hotel with their three kids. My husband-to-be stayed at the same hotel with his sister, brother-in-law, mother, and our dogs.

The morning of the wedding, I snuck out of bed about 7:30 a.m. and left Leslie to catch a bit more sleep. I visited with my family for awhile, ate a little breakfast, took a shower and shaved my legs, etc. At the hotel, Ed ate breakfast with his mother and Bryan and the kids and then they walked the dogs. Ed enjoyed the morning, and I was glad he got to spend some time with them. 🙂

Meanwhile, my friends Mike and Christie had arrived at my parent’s house. Christie had graciously volunteered to do my hair. When they arrived, I asked Mike and Christie if they could give us a ride the short distance from the church to the reception. Mike ended up WASHING HIS CAR in my parent’s driveway. I’m sure it wasn’t dirty, but it was so sweet of him to wash it.

Christie worked on my hair, my sister and Leslie worked on getting ready, Mike came in and out. My dad came in and out to see how we were doing and kept reminding us of stuff we needed to do and our time line for doing it. 🙂

We finally got to the church — and more or less on time — around noon. The wedding was scheduled for 2 p.m.

Now the real fun began.

I put on my dress.

Put on my lipstick.

Had Christie help me with my veil. (From here on, you can click on the image and go to my Flickr page.)

Had some photos taken (Ed, too).


Finally, it was time for the wedding. Or, it was past time, actually. (See the clock?)


By the way, the little person at the bottom of the photo is Sarah, Leslie’s daughter. It was past her nap time. She wanted no part of sitting with Daddy after she walked down the aisle with Leslie and her brothers, so Leslie held her. It was all good. 🙂

My dad, a pastor, walked me down the aisle.


Then he performed the wedding ceremony.


Scriptures were read.

A hymn, “Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee,” was sung.


Vows were said.


Rings were finally exchanged after Dad dropped them. Twice.

I sang “How Beautiful,” by Twila Paris.

My friend Bryan said an awesome prayer for us. Many of our friends came and lay hands on us. Ben, Bryan and Leslie’s second oldest, rubbed my arm through out the prayer (so sweet!).

Dad pronounced us man and wife.

We kissed. (Swoon…)


A million pictures were taken.







We went to the reception.

Cut the cake.


Drank a toast of sparkling grape juice. Visited with friends and family.

Left to a shower of rose petals.


Walked our dogs to the park. (You may remember we met because of the dogs.)

We swung.



We went down the slide.


We walked through town.


We sat in the gazebo.


We continued walking to the bed and breakfast where we were going to spend the first two nights of our marriage.

Happily ever after...

Our photographer took this final photo.

At the Tumlin House

And we lived happily ever after. Or at least most of the time. 🙂


Phew! That was quite a story. And that was the short version. Please, if you have time, click on the links, especially those that link to photos. And if you want to see LOTS MORE wedding photos, click here. They’re not in order, for some reason, but you’ll get the idea. And I love them all. And I wish I could have shared them all. Sigh… All photos are courtesy PKE Photo Group.

Now I want to hear your story. Bring it on! 🙂

I will. So should you.

So, you might know that I got married just over two years ago to a wonderful man named Ed. And a week and a half ago, on our anniversary, I shared how I met him.

What I HAVEN’T written much about is our wedding. I LOVE telling stories about our wedding. I love hearing stories about other people’s weddings. I love TELLING stories about other people’s weddings.

So on May 19 (at 12:01 a.m., to be precise), I am going to share the story (stories) of our wedding day. And I want you to share the story of YOUR wedding day. Or of your friend’s wedding day. Or of your sister’s/brother’s/boyfriend’s sister’s wedding day. Or of the day you were IN your sister’s wedding and she made you wear a puke-green colored dress with a butt bow. (You get the point.)

I have seen quite a lot of wedding stories on people’s blogs. Yay for wedding stories. If you fall into this category, feel free just to link in. You’ll get some new people to visit your blog, and you might gain a long-term reader or six as a result. 🙂

And if, like me, you’ve not written out your wedding story, this is a good opportunity to get those memories on paper. So to speak.

As with the last carnival, Mister Linky will be there, so you can add your link and then visit other wedding story blogs.

I cannot wait. Tell your friends. Have your friends tell their friends. Put the button on your blog.

And bring tissues. Weddings do have a way of making people cry, don’t they? And most of the time it’s not the puke-green colored dress with the butt bow that causes the tears. 🙂

Getting to know me…

maryt/the teach at Work of the Poet tagged me to do a Getting to Know You meme. As I’ve said before, I’m not a huge fan of the meme, but, again, I like this one.

But I’m not tagging anyone. If you want to do it, consider yourself tagged and let me know that you did it, and I’ll come see what you wrote. 🙂

So here goes…


1. What was I doing 10 years ago?

Let’s see. Ten years ago was 1998. I’d been out of college for almost a year. I was living at home and freelancing at a now-defunct television network. Work, watching t.v., surfing the Internet, and reading (not necessarily in that order) is pretty much all I did. I didn’t have any friends locally, so I was at home most of the time. Even with my parents and sister there, I was lonely. 😦 My family is great, but I missed my friends from college — and family just isn’t quite the same. You know what I mean.

2. What are 5 Things on my To-Do List for today?

Hmmm… Make some calls about a new doctor on my lunch hour. Put some receipts in our budget software. Pay some bills. Go to Curves. Get to bed early (just sayin’).

3. Snacks I Enjoy:

Oy. Pretty much anything chocolate. (See needing to go to Curves, above.)

4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire:

The only way I’m ever going to be a billionaire would be if I won the lottery about six times. So let’s assume I win the lottery about six times. 🙂 I would quit my job. I don’t understand people who insist they would keep their job if they become independently wealthy. I probably would go back to school to be a doula. Or I might work as a photographer. (I didn’t say I wouldn’t work. I’d just follow my bliss.) I would give a LOT of money to charities, etc. (How much money does one person NEED really?)

5. Three Of My Bad Habits:

I tend to talk too much. I do not put things where they belong, making my living space a bit of a mess. I spend TOO much time on the computer.

6. 5 Places I have Lived:

Kentucky (twice); Richmond, Virginia; 10 places in Georgia. (I can’t pick just five, clearly.)

7. Jobs I Have Had:

Babysitter (still do this one, on rare occasion), newspaper deliverer (from 1987-1990 — almost 12 to 15 years old), video tape archivist at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics (summer before my senior year of college), video tape librarian (post-college), editor of a magazine — not THE editor, but an editor (for the past 7 1/2 years).

So there you have it. Now you know a bit more about me. 🙂

How I Met My Honey

It’s here! It’s here! “How I Met My Honey” is finally here! Getting ready to host a blog carnival is a lot of work (at least it has been for me — it’s the first time I’ve done it), but I’m really excited you’re here. I think this is going to be a LOT of fun.

If you’ve stumbled upon this blog for the first time today, and have no idea what “How I Met My Honey” is, click here to learn all about it. Then come back and join the fun! Also, if you’ve written about this topic on your blog or Web site in the past, feel free to link to that “old” post.

Don’t forget to sign the Mister Linky and link to your ACTUAL “How I Met My Honey” post, not to the main page of your blog. (You’d be amazed how often people find a cool carnival weeks later. By linking to your actual post you’re much more likely to have people read the post.)

And now, the story of how I met MY honey.

As I’ve said previously, it involves a park, two dogs and a pile of poop.

In the early summer of 2004, the first dog park in my county opened. My friend Sarah suggested that we go check it out. I became a dog park junkie, although Toby didn’t like it so much. 🙂

While there, I kept hearing about this guy named Ed. No one could believe I’d not met Ed, because he came almost every day — and because he had this crazy dog named Fox. I just looked at people like THEY were crazy. I hadn’t met no stinkin’ guy named Ed. I’d met Ed’s business partner and one of his business partner’s daughters, but not Ed.

Until August 17, 2004. That day I met my mom for dinner. After dinner, I wanted her to come with me to the dog park for a few minutes, but she wanted to head for home. It was getting DARK, but I was determined to go. I drove as fast as my little car could take me, picked up the dog, and headed for the park. By the time I got there, there may have been 30 minutes of daylight left. I went flying out of the car and down the path to the dog park. And I didn’t take any bags with which to pick up Toby’s… um… waste.

Naturally, on the way to the park, Toby relieved himself. And I didn’t have a bag. Oh, the guilt. I mentally marked the spot, so I could get a dog park waste bag and clean it up. Unfortunately, there weren’t any bags. Ugh.

When I got into the park, I mentioned, kind of to the air, that my dog had pooped on the way down and I didn’t have any bags.

“I have a bag,” said this guy in shorts, t-shirt, hiking socks, and hiking shoes. He agreed to keep an eye out for Toby while I went to clean up after him. When I got back, I thanked him and we introduced ourselves, humans and dogs alike. So THIS was the famous Ed and his crazy dog Fox. 🙂

For the next several months, we saw each other often, always at the dog park. I knew he owned a photography business, had a dog, and a general idea of where he lived. That was about all.

After seeing us interact a few times, my friend Sarah told me I should date him. And that, to get the ball rolling, I should invite Ed to eat ice cream one night after we went to the park. I declined to ask him for a number of reasons, chief among them the fact that just a few months earlier I’d decided I didn’t want to be married. For me, this meant not dating either. (I’ve never been the “date for the sake of dating” type.)

So I KEPT seeing Ed (hoping he’d be there when I got there or get there SOON) and kept LIKING Ed, but kept not doing anything about it.

On January 8, 2005, my nephew Francis was born. He wasn’t due until March 10. He was healthy, but EARLY. I was a proud first-time aunt and took photos to the dog park, which I showed Ed, of course. (I was SO glad he was there that day.) Ed later told me that his feelings started changing for me then. (Sarah would say he liked me way before then, but that’s beside the point.)

In mid-February, Ed took this picture of Toby and me with his camera phone.

That was my first REALLY big clue that he might like me. (Um… why else would he take my picture?) I didn’t see him for 3 months, which I have dubbed the “absence makes the heart grow fonder” period. 🙂

The day that ended the “absence makes the heart grow fonder” period was the day of my family reunion. I had Toby with me at the picnic and decided to stop by the dog park on my way home. Once again, it was getting late, not much daylight left. Ed says he’d just asked Bobby, another dog park “regular,” if he’d seen me. Bobby told him he had and that I was doing well, getting ready to buy a house. Then I walked through the door of the dog park.

Ed got up and approached me. Frankly, I thought he was going to kiss me. What he did was hug me. Hard. And with the hugest grin on his face. Fox, who is very protective of Ed, barked at me. I consider myself lucky not to have been killed. 🙂 We chatted awhile and went on our way. By then, he was basically knocking me over with his “I like Rebecca” vibes.

About a month later, I ran into him again. Once again he hugged me hello. Ed, a girl named Lauren, and I chatted about life, love and other mysteries. We all left together. For the first time, he walked me to my car. We talked for quite awhile, about all sorts of things, personal things, some difficult things.

A couple of days later, I e-mailed Sarah about all this. She told me that guys didn’t talk to girls the way Ed talked to me unless they liked them. (I’d dated practically not at all prior to this.)

To make a VERY long story just a little bit shorter, I e-mailed Ed that day, and asked him if he “liked me, liked me.” Four days later, Ed wrote me back and said yes, he was, indeed, interested in getting to know me outside of the dog park. The next day (July 1), we talked on the phone for quite a long time. The day after THAT, we went on our first date (to the dog park — of course — and to Mellow Mushroom for dinner).

On July 4, we went on our second date, to Sweetwater Creek, to hike. That evening, we ate Chinese food at my house, hung out, and cuddled. For two hours. He also kissed me, twice, two little pecks on the lips. Just perfect. When he left, he told me he’d call me the next day. And he did. We’ve been joined at the hip ever since.

This picture was taken in late July, just shy of four weeks after we started dating. Aren’t we cute?

In September, Ed met my parents. The next weekend, we picked out my engagement ring and our wedding bands. At the end of October, we set a wedding date, before we were officially engaged. The first weekend of November, he officially asked me to marry him. Where did he ask me? At the dog park, of course. We got married on April 29, 2006, two years ago today.

From left to right — and then from left to right again: 1) Me getting my hair highlighted about six weeks after we started dating. Yes, I sent him this picture. 2) Us at Blimpie before going to see “The Nutcracker,” November 2005. 3) Ed at the bottom of a spiral slide. 4) Me wearing my veil, months before the wedding. 5) The chocolate bouquet Ed got me for our first Valentine’s Day. 6) The engagement picture that was on the front of our wedding order of worship (photo by PKE Photo Group).

Want to hear more? (And God bless you if you made it this far.)

On May 19, we’re doing it all again, this time about wedding stories.

Can you stand the excitement?

Now, tell me YOUR stories. I can’t wait to read them.

Bloggy Giveaways winners!

Thanks SO MUCH to everyone who entered my bloggy giveaway. I was so pleased by the turnout and by all your kind comments.

I love photography, and it was nice to share with everyone who stopped by. I put photos on my blog quite a lot, and I hope you’ll stop by again.

And now to the winners, as generated at

Sweetanlo (a non-blogging friend), Michelle and Michelle.


I’ll be doing this again for the next Bloggy Giveaways Carnival in late July. See you then, if not before!

A giveaway! Win a print of one of my photos!

Bloggy Giveaways Quarterly Carnival Button

Comments are now CLOSED! Thanks for your interest. I had a lot of fun, and I hope you did, too!

I’ll do a similar giveaway at the next Bloggy Giveaways in late July.

Welcome! If this is your first visit, an extra-special welcome is in order. I hope you’ll enjoy yourself and take some time to look around.

Now, onto bloggy business.

As part of the Bloggy Giveaways Carnival, I am giving away a matted 5×7 print of one of the photos below to THREE commenters (3 winners, total).

Here’s all you have to do.

  • Look at the photos below and pick ONE that you’d like a print of.
  • Leave ONE comment in THIS blog post and tell me which photo you’d like to win. (Click on the thumbnail to get the name of the photo.) Additional comments from the same person will be deleted.
  • I will close comments at 9 p.m. EDT on Friday, April 25, and will hold a random drawing that weekend.

It’s as simple as that.

Here are the photos from which you can choose:

You do NOT have to be a blogger to participate, but I do need a valid e-mail address. International blog readers are welcome.

Click here for the cool giveaways of tons of other people. Enjoy!

(And be sure to come back here on April 29 for the How I Met My Honey blog carnival!)