Monday, September 19, 2011

It's All About Me!


It all started on this day in 1981. That was the day that Ashley Paige entered this world thirty years ago. I thought that on such a landmark birthday, it justifies a little walk down memory lane. It's still hard to believe that I am old enough to be 30. Time flies when you're having fun! So, I have a few pictures throughout the years of previous birthdays. I apologize for the picture quality. I don't have a scanner, so these are pictures of pictures. I also couldn't find the photo album yesterday with most of my birthday pictures, so these are just a few randoms that I found in a box at my parents.
Here I am with my parents at church. This was the day of my baby dedication. I am loving daddy's long hair and beard and mom's straight-out-of-the80s hair! Mom said that after daddy shaved his beard off, I wouldn't go to him because I didn't recognize him.
Here are some pictures from my 1st birthday. We looked and looked for some other pictures, you know of the birthday girl on her 1st birthday. But they are in that mysterious album that is packed away in the gazillion boxes that I have stored at mom and dad's. And you will notice that the picture of the birthday cake is not of the baby celebrating her birthday, it's of my brother blowing out the candles for me. Not much has changed ;-) Kind of like how my baby book is nothing more than what Brad thinks of the new baby. (you know I had to throw that in, mom! I love you ha!!)

There's the birthday girl...she finally makes an appearance!
 Moving along. Here is my 4th birthday. It was a Care Bear theme.
Yes, look at that death stare/stink eye I was throwing towards Heath!
 And a picture of me on my 5th birthday playing with my brand new My Little Ponies baby nursery. I. Loved. That. Toy!!


Moving right along. 5th birthday. And you will notice that the My Little Pony theme continued over to the party!


Next up we have my 8th birthday party. I was in second grade here, I believe. You will notice in my previous post that my mother's birthday signs are still going strong, 22 years later!


Next up my birthday when I was in fourth grade. Yes. I was the cool kid that had her birthday at Pizza Hut. Nicole (my sister-in-law) and I were discussing this yesterday. I got the game Girl Talk and we played the game at Pizza Hut...on the floor. Yeah, disgusting!

No comments please on the Peppermint Patty bangs....
This is from my birthday when I was in fifth grade. Notice the sign still going strong. Ha Ha!

I couldn't find any more birthday pictures. But I did find one from my 18th birthday.
Then I pick back up on my 22nd birthday.

So those are just a few birthdays throughout the past 30 years. Kinda fun to reminisce about the many, many birthdays! And just for fun, I came across a few other old pictures that I will throw in just for some giggles!







I realize that it has been Ashley overload the last two posts, but like I said, on my 30th birthday, it's all about me!!
Here's to the next 30!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

The Dirty Thirty

Yep. I turn the big 3-0 tomorrow. It's still hard to believe that I will be the dirty thirty. I remember when I thought thirty was ancient. But now, I like to think that 30 is the new 20. I can get away with that delusional thinking because its my birthday and anything goes on your birthday. I had a wonderful weekend. I got to celebrate with my some of my favorite people. Stacey and I headed over to Bratt to begin the weekend festivities. Stacey and Aunt Susan surprised me on Saturday with a little family party. They completely got me!



Not only did Stacey make some beautiful cupcakes, she made me some special cookies too!

 The schemer, Stacey

The calm before the storm...

For some reason, Stacey didn't want me to feed her!?!?!

And just because it was my birthday, my Uncle Brett allowed me to have my picture taken with him. I feel special :-)
Later that evening, a few of us headed down to the beach to go eat dinner. It was a fun evening and I was glad to spend it with some good friends. (we missed you, Brandy!)

Of course the three musketeers were there. Sadly, my slacker brother decided that his sister's 30th birthday wasn't worth the trip home! So unlike all of our childhood pictures, where Stacey is always missing and its just pictures of me, Brad, and Heath, this time it was Brad who was mysteriously out of the picture. I had the fabulous, ragin' Cajun, fibbie Libbie come down to join the festivities. She was a trooper to come out. She had been down at the beach all day and still came out with us.

We also had a special visitor all the way from Thomasville, GA. My friend Will was sadly in Pensacola due to his grandmother's funeral, but he still came out to help celebrate my (really ours, his was on Thursday) birthday. I hope that he didn't think we were too crazy a bunch. I think he had a good time, though.

And of course my night wouldn't be complete without a little harassment thrown at Stacey.
"Ashley, get off me RIGHT now!"

I finally wore her down. She finally cooperated....
We were outside listening to the band and it was super windy. Half of my pictures are no good because my nappy hair was blowing all in people's faces. Which reminds me that I really need to go see my colorist. My hair color is awful right now...and to not wear a strapless shirt when you are taking lots of pictures. I look naked in just about all the pictures. I thought widom came with age?

Today we stopped back by my parent's house on the way back to Georgia for party #2.
No birthday is complete without a poster from my mom!

 Cathy-Mac busted out some old school photos. Ha! And if you notice one of my cards was from my babies (and Jack too). Yeah that's how we roll. And I didn't take the first photo with any of my babies today. I don't know what I was thinking!
Little Mister Barrett wearing my "princess" crown

"I seriously don't have to wear this, do I?"

Barrett negotiating with me to blow out the candles.

He got his way :-)

A little sampling never hurts...

Here is our attempt at a family photo...
Yes, my father taking a picture of Stacey taking our picture. My daddy and his phone haha!

And it's a miracle! My brother actually drove 3 miles down from his house to make it to my birthday.

I kid, I kid B-Rad. You rock. All in all, it has been a wonderful birthday. Turning thirty really hasn't bothered me. I am actually embracing it. After what I've been through this year, turning thirty is a piece of cake. My twenties were great and I enjoyed them, but I am really looking forward to what my thirties will hold. Thank you to everyone who made my birthday extra special. I love you all!

Friday, September 16, 2011

Everyday Heroes

I wanted to post this article from our local paper, The County Record. I am very proud of my little cousin, Brandon and his friend. A month or so ago, they helped save a little 2 year old boy from drowning on the Chipola River. These two boys are wonderful kids and I am so proud of both of them. I have had the privilege of watching Brandon grow up to become such a great, Godly young man. In my book these boys are both heroes.

Two local boys save toddler from near drowning at Look ‘N Tremble

Posted by Kelli Peacock Dunnin News
Thursday, September 8. 2011
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www.thecountyrecord.net

Two Blountstown teens have been hailed as heroes after an act of bravery on the Chipola River.
Chesten Goodman and Brandon Purvis, both juniors at Blountstown High School, were recently boating along the river when a near-tragedy unfolded right before them.

“We had taken the boat from Lamb Eddy to Look ‘N Tremble, just fishing and riding around,” says Chesten, adding they stopped along the bank at Look ‘N Tremble to hang out awhile. “We were just jumping in swimming and some tubers were coming down. We got on the edge because it’s so low. We were just watching them.”

That’s when Chesten and Brandon noticed a small boy about two years of age tubing with his mother.
“As they came down the rapids, it just kind of flipped them,” says Brandon.

Chesten recalls, “They both got knocked off and the mom floated down further.”
As for the toddler, he was no longer with his mother. “The baby was caught in the rapids,” says Brandon. “He fell in and came up gasping, then went back under.”
Chesten heard his mother yelling, “He can’t swim!”

Immediately, the boys dove in the water. Chesten swam in front of where he had last seen the baby in case he came forward and Brandon went to the exact spot where the child went down.
“About five seconds later, I found him and grabbed him,” says Brandon. “He was breathing really fast.”

The toddler appeared scared and shocked at what had occurred and his grateful mother just kept thanking the boys repeatedly. They parted ways, never getting each other’s names.
Regardless of who the family was, the boys are confident they were at that exact spot for a reason that day.

As Brandon says, “God had us there.”


I am so thankful that these two boys were there on the river that day. God did have them there. If not, this story could have turned out a lot differently. When Brandon first told me the story, he just brushed it off like it wasn't a big deal. He just did what anyone else would have done in that situation. Well, it is a big deal. And that's why I wanted to post today about these two remarkable young men.

**And to make Brandon happy, I will note that he is in fact taller than Chesten. Brandon is standing on a lower step, so he appears shorter. That was his take on the story, not that he was being hailed as a hero on the front page of the paper, but that people would think he was short. Haha. What goes on in teenage boys heads is a mystery!