Friday, September 30, 2011


There is a play ground right across the street from my of the selling points for me!
I can get kinda stir crazy in the house so yesterday my friend Jen, her sons Owen and Jack came over and we went to the park. 
I decided that John Pierce was big enough to try the baby swings.  I was terrified for him but he LOVED it, he laughed and squealed! 
 He seriously is the cutest thing I have ever seen!
 Notice his Buddha belly over his diaper!
We will certainly be going back soon! 

Happy Friday Friends,

Thursday, September 29, 2011

1st week, BMT

From what I understand this week is pretty boring...
They are in lots of classes, which is good for John Pierce and I because we have a chance to see Billy during the day!

Pretty boring, I know but somehow Billy is still exhausted!

On other news, John Pierce has 2 teeth that you can see and that are almost all the way out...poor guy has been miserable and eating everything...
but he's so stinkin cute with them!  I'll post a picture of him soon, he tried to eat the phone when I get it out to take a picture!
He had chicken for the first time the other night...
He doesn't look like he liked it in the picture but he did...he ate 3 oz. FAT KID!

I'm hosting a spouses recipe swap/lunch at our house on Saturday, hopefully we will have a better turn out than we have had at other ones before.  I think I'm making red beans and rice, yummy southern, fall food.  I'm excited to see what other dishes are brought and expand my recipes! 

Happy Thursday Friends,

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Flight 726 Zero week!

On Wednesday Billy started his first solo flight, meaning HIS first flight!  This is a HUGE deal for us.  Billy is eating it up, he is working miserable hours, making green mistakes but has kept such a great attitude through it all! 
On Wednesday morning he woke up at 2:30 to be at work by 3:30, he likes to be there over 15 minutes early.
He came home at 9:00 that night.
On Thursday he woke up at 3:00 to be there at 4:00.
Came home at 9:00 again.
He woke up at 3:00 on Friday.
Came home at 12:30 am.
He woke up this morning at 4:15 to be at work by 5:00.  In his zombie like he forgot his uniform so John Pierce and I loaded up and took it to him.  Base was so eery that early in the morning.

The Trainees arrive at Lackland anywhere from 6:00 on Tuesday until 3:00or 4:00 am on Wednesday.  They go through inprocessing  at MEPS (Military Entrance Processing) then they have to be put to bed within an hour of arrival to their squadron.  Then they are sleep deprived!  Here are some videos from youtube that I found of what Billy's doing this week! (Please excuse the lame guy, his videos were the best I could find.) 
These are pretty long, warning!

I can't find a video of what it's like when they first arrive to BMT b

I love this one!  One of the stories Billy has always told me about BMT (Basic Military Training) is when he first arrived to his dorm and they made him stand in front of his locker and scream his's shown in this video!

Fun Fact 1...this is taken in Billy's squadron!
Fun fact 2...the female TI ( Tsgt. V.) in this video was Billy's MTIS Instructor, she is pretty bad.  She was awarded the MTI Blue Rope of the year...she really took Billy under her wing, she saw his potential and started his molding.  She has contacted Billy's NCO's to check on him...can you tell I love this woman?
The second TI ( Tsgt. F.) you see yelling is now Billy's boss...can you tell he's in good hands?
The tall, bald TI takes a boy to talk to the Tsgt. V. in the "snake pit" this is where the TI's sit during chow and harass the trainees...I'm DYING to sit through a chow!  In this instance the scared boy is holding the position as chow runner.  This trainee reports the flight.  Poor trainee looks terrified. 

Please ignore the annoying guy.

Other things that happen during zero week are, initial shots, the start of their military records, they learn basic drill movements that they will use to survive and they get yelled at and yelled at and yelled at some more.

So, that's what billy has been up to since Wednesday, I'll post about week 1 next week!
Have a great weekend friends,

Thursday, September 22, 2011


I can not express how thankful I am for all the prayers, love and sweet words I have received over my "Real Talk" post.  I feel like my honesty and out cry for the Lord was heard by him and those that love me and him.  He has used you to speak to me many different times, telling me to be patient and keep trusting in him.

I know most of you who reached out to me felt like in some way or another so I wanted to share some of the things that y'all have said to me or shown me...they have helped me so hopefully they will help you!

I LOVE this Blog, it is written by Pastor Stuart...that's all I know except this man is Raw.  I've been following him for a while but am not a daily checker which I should be.  Anyway, this post is amazing, I HIGHLY suggest you read it but here are some of the point that really hit me in the face.
  • "Remember, no matter what you've been through or what you're going through now, God has been good to you." Well hello gratefulness, it's nice to see you again.
  • "When you find yourself distant from God and you can't see him in the near distance, know that HE IS WALKING TOWARDS YOU AND IS WILLING TO WALK ON WATER TO FIND YOU." "Open ya eyes Shelby, open ya eyes"
  • "When you are I are willing to get out of our boats (our comfort zones) and follow Jesus, He will enable us to walk on water (the impossible) too!" How refreshing!
Another thing said to me was, in relating to me feeling in a rut with my faith, "just walk Becca...keep on walking because if we wait for the feeling to come before we get the strength to push through it won't all starts with the WILL which will give you strength which will fill you back up.

We all know how much I love music and relate everything in my life to it.  Here are 3 songs that I have listened to over and over this past week and it has soothed me drastically. 

This song just makes my heart smile and gives me so much hope.

This title says everything I need to say

This song makes me weep...this version is not my favorite but it's the best I can find, I don't think anyone can do it as well as my home church.

I'll leave you with this quote again! 
"What if instead of seeing aggravations as inconveniences, I saw them as reminders to draw near to God?"
- lysa terkuerst

Happy Thursday friends...I hope it has been wonderful!

Monday, September 19, 2011

I Love you, because...

33 years ago today God brought an Angel into the world...30 years ago he brought my sister...26 years ago he brought my husband...25 years ago he brought me and 3 years ago he brought Billy and I back together. 
God gave the world Amanda Arms (Yo) 33 years ago today...she is my sister Amanda's (Mannie) best friend...see where I was going? 
Mannie invited me to Yo's birthday party so of course being the little sister I tagged along.  2 days before the party I got a late night email from an old boyfriend of mine saying he "wanted to catch up in the most non creepy way possible."  Thinking it would get awkward I invited him to the party since his brother was going and if we didn't mesh he could hang with his brother. Genius plan I thought!
Well, we did hit it off, I knew when he kissed me goodnight (I drove him to his parents house where he was staying while in town on leave and we sat in my car and talked for hours, always a favorite past time) that I would marry him. 
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY YO!!!  I will always be grateful for you and your birth!

Now, back to my love!
The first picture we took together...on this day, 3 years ago!
I was just looking back through the blog and found this...
Since I've already done a "what you've taught me" today I will do a
"I Love you, because..."
1. HE is MY husband
2. He is a great provider!  He works hard so I can stay at home and love on our lamb.
3. He loves Tallil more than I do, silly, I know but he make her a better dog which makes me a better doggy mommy which makes our world better. 
4. He keeps me in check, respectfully and lovingly because he knows I want to be better.
5.  He loves my family as much as I do, he lets us be loud, crazy and take over his space every time we are together, he goes with me to all the family things we do together and he honestly loves every minute.
6. He surprises me with gifts because he loves me
7. I ALWAYS feel safe and secure when I'm with him
8. I love his laugh, I mean his belly laugh, I call it his elmo laugh.  It makes my heart smile and my nose tingle every time I hear it.
9.  He watches my shows with me...and likes some of them and doesn't complain when I refuse to watch his awful, manly, vulgar, barbaric shows.
10.  He eats whatever I cook and enjoys it...even when I'm unhappy with my creation he always smiles and tells me it's good.
11. He randomly sends me texts in the morning saying, "I Love You." or "I'm thankful for you" just to start my day off right!
12.  He tolerates and allows my incessive spending on my monogram obsession.  He lets me monogram whatever I want and smiles with delight when I excitedlyy show him what I had done!
13.  He is a rock.  When I'm anxious he gives me the time and attention I need to get it out then lovingly, gently and reassuringly puts me back into a reality where God is in control.
14. He loves our son and wants to be with him all the time.
15.  He is proactive in John Pierce's development and learning.
16.  He loves the Lord and strives to further his walk daily.
17.  He listens to me talk...and talk...and talk!
18.  He makes me feel beautiful when I feel like an ugly toad.
19. He is making his dream come true and enjoying that challenge daily.
20. He lets me pick what we eat or where we eat because I love food so much.
21. He comes back and says goodbye to me every morning with a gentle kiss and a long hug. (this is one of my favorite moments of my day)
22. He looks at me and I see his soul and all the love he has for me, our son and our Lord.
23. He lets me be me, loud, embarrassing, caring, sensitive, God fearing and anxious.
24.  He tries his hardest to help me not miss my family and make me feel like home here with him.
25.  He loves our country and is proud do to what he does for it daily.
26.  He makes sure I know how much he loves me daily.
27.  He is him.  He is a strong, determined, hard working, loving, caring, romantic, and an amazing husband and father.  He makes me want to be better every day.

I love you Billy, thank you so much for loving me like you do.  Cheers to forever, my love.

I'll leave you with one of my favorite pictures of us, I think it describes us perfectly!

Happy Monday Friends,

Monday, September 12, 2011

"Real Talk".

I made up a session called "Real Talk" with my small group seniors in Valdosta.  It was a time where we would sit in a room and confess what we are struggling with, going through, problems with each other which we called "hard truths" or whatever may be on our heart.  We all write everything everyone says down, vow to pray diligently and wait on and watch God move.  I think it is extremely important for Christians to sit and wait on God and have the ability to see him move, if my seniors learned nothing else from me, I wanted them to learn the power of prayer. 
Having that said I'm going to have some "real talk" today.  I am struggling.  I'm struggling with my body, I'm struggling with my attitude, I'm struggling with my marriage, I'm struggling with family, I'm struggling with my walk, I'm struggling with my purpose...I'm just struggling. 
So, the purpose of this blog is to ask you to pair with me as prayer warriors and watch God move in me...

My struggle with my body, I gained 40 pounds but lost 6 right before I gave birth.  I gave birth to a 9 pound 5 ounce 21.5 inch beautiful baby boy.  I left the hospital 20 pounds lighter than when I walked in.  My sisters tell me I will always have "a pouch".  That's not me, I'm very ok with my "love marks" but I am not ok with giving up the thought of having my fit body back.  Exercise and clean eating is extremely important to me but I'm struggling with consistency.  I know that I'm being silly with my screwed up view of myself but it's hard.  I want to be better, for myself, for my son and for my husband. 

My attitude, well, it fuse is so short...

My marriage.  I can't put a finger on it but because my attitude has sucked I've not been the nicest wife which of course has made us fight.  We always struggle when things change, it takes us a good minute to find our groove and rock it.  This change has been probably the hardest groove to find because every time we start to find it his schedule changes.  Our biggest challenge so far starts next Wednesday, his first flight...A HUGE deal, and extremely exciting yet scary for Billy (this would be something to pray about as well)!  For the first 2 in a half weeks of a push billy will be pretty scarce then he will try to integrate back into John Pierce and my schedule.  This will happen usually every 8 in a half weeks..can you see the difficulty in finding a groove?

Family, I really don't want to go into this much, even though this is suppose to be a "safe zone" like with my girls but lets be real, it's not.  If you are close to me you know what I'm struggling with and you know my heart.  I pray so hard that this will change because I want more for my husband and for my child.  They deserve so much, I'm heartbroken.

My walk, it's suffering, I can feel Satan in so many ways lately.  I feel like he is all over my facebook...from status updates to pictures to the time I consume on there allowing myself to put it over my quiet time with my Lord.  I read my bible and I find myself reading it over and over because I can't comprehend what I'm reading...this is new for me.  Billy even bought me a new bible in hopes of an easier translation for me.  Nope, it confused me worse.  It is Satan, it is SO FRUSTRATING!  My prayer life is consumed with my struggles and not my praises...something I never used to allow. I will be better my Lord, I vow to you.

My purpose...I don't have one except to take care of my beautiful son.  I thoroughly enjoy spending every minute of my day with his smiling face but I still feel empty.  I know God brought us here for a reason, Billys is obvious, mine is not so much!  Maybe I'm in a season to learn patience?  Grr, I wish he'd hurry! :) I need something to keep me busy.  I just got appointed to be on the board of directors for our neighborhood association...when on earth did I become old enough to be on this???  I'm thinking about getting my personal trainers license and my zumba certification, something I've wanted to do for some time now but I'm scared that I will fail because I'm not the brightest bulb in the box pack!

Well, there you go, my struggles.  Now, don't leave me hanging, let me be a prayer warrior for you.  Send me an email, message me on facebook, call me, text me, comment can I pray for you?
I saw this on a friends facebook today and she was being a vessel...her status said,
"What if instead of seeing aggravations as inconveniences, I saw them as reminders to draw near to God?"
- lysa terkuerst
Wow, Ok God, thanks...I got it, without you I will not be the person I want to be to the important people in my life. My prayer life will not get better without being in the word more, I will not understand it until I truly try and ask for guidance.  Our family issues will not go away or get better without you, my marriage will not survive without you.  I will not find my true purpose without you.  My body is perfectly made by your hands.
Oh, how I love you.

On a COMPLETE side cute is this face?

Happy Monday Friends,

Sunday, September 11, 2011

5 months...

Today, my baby turns 6 months so I decided I'd post his 5 month pictures!  We had so much fun playing with daddy and taking these pictures!  I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!
 He always laughs at Billy.
 He is SUCH a big boy!
 Billy thought of this and I thought it would be super cheesy but I love his facial expression!
 I love these two more that I could ever try to express.
 Oh my goodness, look at that excitement!
 Big laughs!
 He LOVES his sister.
 He had so much fun playing with daddy.
I had to throw one of "sister" in...she has become so patient with her brother...jealous but patient!  I can't help but think she is the most precious little hound I've ever seen!
Happy Sunday Friends,

Saturday, September 10, 2011


I will admit, I really hadn't given the anniversary of 911 to much thought until I turned the radio on and was mindlessly flipping through the stations and I stopped because I heard this precious little girls was a 10 year tribute to 911...she was talking to her daddy, she talks to him over the 10 years and tells him about her life and how much she misses him. 
I was hysterical driving my son home from his daddys work.  How am I so blessed to have my family? 
Thank you, God, I got your point LOUD AND CLEAR!
My heart is humbled and heavy for these children. 

Here is the amazing song:

I'm embarrassed that it took me hearing this to remember.  It shows me how caught up in our lives I  have become and how just because my husband has dedicated his life to protecting our country doesn't mean that I should over look those lost on that day 10 years ago.  I am going to put a note on my prayer board, (that I will make, thanks to pinterest) reminding myself to pray daily for these families. 

On a lighter note, the UT game is on in SA is a good day!
Happy Football Day Friends,

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

"Keep Austin Weird"

John Pierce and I traveled to Austin for lunch and shopping with my cousin, Heather, and had so much fun!  She lives in Ft. Worth and had to be in Austin for a week for work so we took advantage of having family close and spent some great quality time with her. 
We went here for lunch...
and it was AMAZING! 
 And we ate every bit of this...
I really can't explain how delicious it was!
Our lunch date!
After lunch we decided to drive a few blocks, it was 106 that day, don't judge, we weren't being lazy, and walk the streets and see all the amazing boutiques that we couldn't afford!  Seriously, if money grew on trees or if the military got paid more I would be in clothes heaven in those boutiques!  Anyway, we learned the slogan for Austin is...
and they do a really good job of this with huge chia pet joke and tooth brush holders with crystals and metal!
 told ya!
We ended our visit with a shake from a place that serves blue bell ice cream shakes...we were in heaven!
It was so great to see a familiar face, especially family. 
We love you Heather, come play soon!
Happy Tuesday Friends,

Saturday, September 3, 2011


When Billy and I decided to follow the Lord's call for our life I honestly thought this would be so easy.  I'm an independent woman who is already used to being away from her family and East Tennessee...Texas is no different than Georgia, right? WRONG!  Today I am so emotional why? Because IT'S FOOTBALL TIME IN TENNESSEE!!!  A tradition that I have always been apart of, when I say always, I mean always...since I can remember my Falls have been spent tailgating with family friends by some tennis courts that we weren't allowed to play in, walking around to find friends, watching the VOL walk, driving my dad crazy asking if it was time yet, walking up to our seats in QQ, listening to the Pride of the Southland marching band, screaming my face off as my idolized team ran through the "T", standing until kickoff to show I was a true VOL, eating a stadium hot dog, getting chilly bumps when the crowd would go wild, high-fiving everyone around when we made a touchdown, interception, recovered a fumble, gained 10 yards when we needed it, made a field goal or made a good sack.  I remember walking to the car with my head either held high because my boys dominated or hanging a little low because another team showed up and we didn't.  I remember loving listening to the after game radio show spurring talks with my daddy about how out boys played, what we thought of the other team, and how we couldn't wait until next week! 
AH, I have tears in my eyes reminiscing of such tradition and a way of life that I was born into. 

My Tradition, Rocky Top, for always!
This is an advertisement but oh how true it is! Orange and White

I read this blog, Innerjoy, written by a girl I went to high school with and she posted a poem, I wanted to share some of it...
I am Tennessee . . . . .

I am Tennessee. I am the 30 year old couple coming back to campus for the first time with both little ones in tow. One wears her orange and white cheerleader outfit; the other wears #16 even though he's too young to understand why.

I am the 50 year old man who hoped no one saw tears in his eyes when the T was formed by the band. I was too choked even to sing "Rocky Top". For a moment I felt foolish and then I didn't care. God, I love this place.

I am the 60 year old woman meeting her freshman grand-daughter who is now the 3rd generation of UT students in our family. Despite my age, I'd strap it on Saturday and hit someone if it weren't for my gender and this blasted arthritis.

I am Tennessee and I have always believed I was different. You can see it when you look up into the stands. My orange is not the same as Florida's or Auburn's . But the differences go much deeper than my colors.

Read my creed. What other school has one? I genuinely believe in these things. To be a real Tennessee man or woman speaks of character, not of geography.

All are welcome to walk though my gates, not just the wealthy or the elite.

Georgia and Alabama may have their nations, but we have always been family. Make no mistake, we loathe defeat, but even in defeat, we would rather be a Tennessee Vol than anything else.

We are family and you are the sons of Heisman, the sons of Majors and Neyland. You come from a long line of brothers who names include White, Gault, Wilson, Manning, Shuler, Nash and Mahelona. It is a great heritage.

So this Saturday, when the warm ups are over and the prayers and amen spoken, when you hear my thunder growing in the stands above you, when you stand in the tunnel and the smoke begins to form, listen for my voice when you run onto my field. Behind the frenzy of the shakers and deafening roar, I will tell you something in a whisper you may miss. I will be telling you that you are my sons and I am proud of you for the way you wear the orange and white. I am telling you that you are my sons and I love you.

Tennessee is so much more than a state or a school or a team or a degree. It is something that, once you have experienced it, will live inside of you forever and become a part of what makes up who you are.

It is driving into town on a game day. You may have come from hundreds of miles away and as you get closer and closer to the city limits, you feel it rising inside of you. Other cars on the highway proudly display their Orange and White flags or magnets or car tags, and you honk and wave at them, because, for that one day, you are all on the same team.

It is the smell in the air and the ritualistic act of tailgating...catching up with old friends, making new ones, and invitations from perfect strangers to try their ribs or watch their satellite TV showing all of the day's important match-ups...of course, all being secondary to the one that will occur in the great cathedral of Neyland Stadium later that day.

It is the Vol Walk...where you might just see 300 pound men overcome with emotion and weeping with pride, because you have come there to cheer them on. As they walk by, you might exchange a glance with one or two of them, and you can see it in their is going to be their day.

It is the students...dressed in their best, because going to a Tennessee game is like going to church for Tennessee show the same respect as you would if you were in God's house. Those students remind you of the days when you were walking in their shoes and Tennessee was your home...but then you realize, in many ways, it is still and always will be HOME.

It is that lump that rises in your throat when the band plays Rocky Top as the "T" is formed.

It is walking around on a "foreign" and sometimes hostile campus. You are easily identified (Tennessee people always are) and the enemy jeers and shouts things at you to mask their feelings of intimidation. But just then you happen upon a friend you have never met before. You know they are your friend by the colors they wear or the shaker in their hand. You exchange a "Go Vols" and a confident grin, because he/she knows what you know.

It is when your heart leaps with every touchdown, field goal, sack, and interception...because those are our boys. And win or lose, they will always have our un-dying support. After all, it is those boys that you are really there for and not a coach or a logo or a trustee or a president.

It is the complete and utter exhilaration of walking away victorious over a worthy opponent...that feeling of pride and accomplishment as if it were your own feet that had crossed the goal line scoring the last points yourself...that feeling of wanting to scream "Go Big Orange" at the top of your lungs and hug complete strangers...and then there is the ultimate high of defeating your most hated foes from across the state.

No words can describe what this feels like, but you know because you have experienced it.

It is the sheer agony of defeat as the last minutes tick off of the clock and you realize that all hope of a victory is gone. You feel like crying and maybe you do...then you hear the faint sounds of a cheer that grows louder and louder...."Its Great To Be A Tennessee Vol."

It is knowing that year after year, no matter how things change in our hectic lives, you can always come back to "the Loveliest Place on the River"...the place where you came from...your home. It will probably look a little different and there will be new names on the backs of the jerseys, but deep down, no matter what, it is still the same. You still love it as much as you always have, because Tennessee is as much a part of you as your arms and your legs and the orange blood that runs through your veins.

And, finally, it is the feeling you have right now as you read these lines....the anticipation inside of you, because you know its almost time....Its about to start all over again...but then it really never goes away, does it?


Happy Game day Friends,