It has been quite sometime since I have blogged, once again getting used to this is the main key! So let me explain a little bit about the blog title. I have been to every kind of doctor known to mankind and have every script that a pharmacist can fill. I got some answers or diagnosises, but then again.. some left unanswered. I found out that I have a HYPOTHYROID CONDITION (meaning my thyroid is slow and doesn't work properly) meaning even makes it harder for me to lose weight)) Welcome to my first UGHHHHH and frustration.... good news is that I started my meds a couple of weeks ago and I am just waiting for them to kick in!
August 21 was FAN DAY in Fayetteville, and if there is a question whether I love Andrew or not, let it go! because I stood in line for 3 hours in a 100 degree weather all for Mr. Ryan Mallet's autograph. Yes you heard me right all for a signature on paper. I got to meet "Big Papa and Grandma" (Andrew's dad's parents) at their home. They are some of the sweetest, nicest people I have ever met. It made me only more excited about gaining the last name "Drake". Andrew and I made it back to my parentals about midnight and we noticed our neighbors were partying it up. As Andrew was about to head out, I heard our labs barking like crazy and I was interested of what the darkness held. I stepped out on our front porch and saw a horse standing at our front steps with a man appearing out of the darkness. The man informed me that the dogs had scared his horse. Moments later 2 fire trucks pulled up in our driveway, 4 cop cars, 1 ambulance and a slew of volunteer fire fighters arrived. Well to make the long story short the girl riding the horse broke her neck and the guy broke his arm. (They ran into the guidewires coming from the utility poles) LESSON: Don't ride a horse at midnight, on someone elses property, DRUNK!!! Good rule to live by!
On August 22, Andrew, Jewels (mother-in-law to be) and I went to the Arkansas Democrat Bridal Fair. I was super pumped about this and Andrew not so much! My mom was on her way to meet us, only after she dropped my father off at the airport for him to fly to Michigan. About 30 minutes into the show, my mom called Andrew. Andrew walked over to me with a face white as snow and grabbed me by the arm. He led me the whole way outside without telling me what was wrong. He looked me dead in the face and said "Amber, Uncle Donnie has died!" I just fell a part! A lil' background on my Uncle Donnie... He was my dad's younger brother only 48 years old. My dad and him share the same birthday and were close. My uncle spent a lot of time at our house and called me "Ber" all of my life! He was one of the nicest men, I have ever known! He was awesome, and it killed me inside to lose him. It killed me even more to watch my father go through such pain to lose his brother... (Dad didn't show it on the outside, but you knew he was dying on the inside) Andrew and I packed up and headed to Wickes to prepare for the funeral. It was AMAZING to see how much the community adored and accepted him. 2 high schools were dismissed for his funeral and over 500 people were in attendance. Needless to say he was LOVED! My mom's family, The Piearcy's, were ASTONISHING. My cousin, Bobbi and her husband Ricky, let Andrew and I live with her for a week and not to mention fed us! All of my mom's family was in attendance for the funeral. It is so awesome to have 2 families that are so amazing to be a part of!
A question I leave with you is ..... what will you be remembered for? are you making an impact for our God's kingdom?
Okay....... I guess I am going to have to start blogging more often....
I sure hope September is better. :)
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