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Archive: February 2008

Due For A Miracle

I know it’s Valentine’s Day, and I love my husband very much, but that’s not what I want to talk about today.

Instead, I want to talk about something more serious. You see, my due date was yesterday. Camille’s was, too, even though hers was two years ago. My heart hurts this week. It hurts for me, and it hurts for her. But I have found a tremendous amount of comfort in the fact that our babies are best friends in Heaven. I really do feel that this is true. God let the Coopahues find each other, and I really have to believe that there was a reason for it.

So right now, our babies are running and playing together. They’re just not here with us. And my little valentine is with a friend that understands her as much as my best friend understands me.

The Mavericks’ Worst Mistake?

I’ll keep this brief, since Kevin already had to listen to me lament about what I think is a terrible decision for the Dallas Mavericks, but here’s a link to the Dallas Morning News article about the impending loss of Devin Harris. I’m torn up about Diop, too (not so much about Stackhouse, even though we’re getting him back). But c’mon. Devin Harris? Why ya gotta trade Devin Harris? He’s the powerhouse that kept the Mavs alive for as long as they were in the playoffs last year {sarcasm} (yeah, thanks for that, Dirk) {/sarcasm}. He’s dependable. He’s talented. And now he’s going to New Jersey. Damn it.

Happy Pancake Day!

Now get on over to your local IHOP and get yourself some free pancakes.

In Training

Since the Great American Pie Festival is a mere two months away, I figure it’s time to start training. I’m thinking Pumpkin, Apple, Camille’s Blueberry (my FAVORITE!!!), maybe a Key Lime, and just for shiggles, I think I’ll try my own Chocolate Cream Pie. Now, before you get the wrong idea, I won’t be entering them into the competition. There’s a Never-Ending Pie Buffet, and I need to be mentally prepared to splurge an entire year’s worth of calories on pie, so I need to get started building up my pie stamina.

Did you think I meant I’d be baking all these? Silly! I’m only planning on EATING them! Because seriously? I’ve never met a pie I didn’t like. Plus, I think it’ll be really fun to see the representatives from Food Network.

I, For One, Welcome Our Alien Overlords

At precisely 10:50 this morning, this was heard in our house:

Kev: “I don’t think I really need the College Football satellite subscription this year”.

No, I’m not kidding. He really said that.

Genius, and Hilarious

It seems that Sears is offering men an incentive to remember Valentine’s Day this year: With any $25 or more purchase of jewelry, intimate apparel, or fragrances, guys get a free NASCAR/Craftsman themed T-shirt. Now THAT’S what I call cross-merchandising.

Best First Lines

Here’s a link to what one guy thinks are the 10 best first lines of novels. Some of them are pretty memorable (I completely agree, for example, that the first line from Catcher in the Rye should be included), but I think there were some left out. I am particularly fond of “Call me Jonah”….not from Moby Dick, but from Cat’s Cradle. Either way, this little list is a good refresher. And yes, I’ve read all the books on the list.

Next Time You’re at Target…

Read this before you go. If you’re like me, you love Target. When I was still in the Mound, I went to Target probably 5 times a week. I figured I was pretty familiar with their Clearance schedule, and I often got great deals. Heck, I worked in retail for 12 years, so I thought I was in the know. As it turns out, there was quite a bit I didn’t know, but after reading that little article, I can now consider myself fully educated in Target’s secret sale protocol! Thanks Wise Bread!

How Many Countries Can You Name in 5 Minutes?


I have to admit, I was pretty impressed with myself. Granted, this was my second try, but even on the first, I hit 73. If this isn’t enough of a time-waster for you, try this one: How many states can you list in 10 minutes? I have an unfair advantage on this one, because the trick I use to fight insomnia is listing the states in alphabetical order. And when that fails to work, I list the state capitals in alphabetical order. Still, it’s fun to try.

17 Years Later


Disclaimer: This is a picture of a picture, so don’t give me any grief about the quality. Now on to the important stuff.

I had a great time in high school. I made an effort to really enjoy those years, mostly because I kept hearing about how much people hated their high school years. However, like most teenage girls, I spent a good amount of time thinking that I was inadequate. Too fat. Too many zits. Too plain. When I went to get my senior pictures taken, I have to say that I was pretty unhappy with them. I was super-critical of myself. Now, I’ve always had a relatively high amount of self-esteem, and I’ve always said that I like myself just fine, but I don’t expect other people to like me. Even though my self-worth wasn’t really hurting back in those days, I did tend to pick apart every single conceivable flaw, and I admit that I worried how other people saw me.

Now that I’m in my thirties, I look back on those pictures (this one in particular), and I realize what a total and complete waste of time it was to be so self-critical. Because really? I was SMOKIN’ HOT! Granted, I’m so much more comfortable in my skin at 33 than I could even contemplate being at 17, but c’mon. What tricks does the mirror play on the 17 year-old female mind? How could I possibly have thought of myself as fat and not very pretty? I’m not trying to come off as conceited or vain, but when you compare 33 year-old me to 17 year-old me, I had it goin’ on.

I guess my point is this: I love being older and more able to appreciate me for me. I also love being able to look back at pictures of myself and appreciate the me I was then. When I have my daughter, I’m going to do everything I possibly can to make sure she loves herself no matter what. And when she’s 17, I want her to be able to look in the mirror and love everything she sees.

Rule #76: Play Like a Champion

We had a great time at the Mavs game tonight. Dirk was a bit of a disappointment, but I don’t think I’ve really forgiven him for last year’s playoffs. Terry and Howard were on fire, and they pretty much won the game by themselves. I’ve gotta admit that it’s hard to root against the home team, and I have to give a little hat tip to the Magic, who played a great game. Heck, they even almost caught up in the third period, but the Jet pulled us through. There were a couple of uncomfortable moments when I probably cheered a little too loud for the Mavs, and we got a couple of looks from the people sitting near us, but we did see a few #41 jerseys… It’s no secret that I’m a HUGE Mavericks fan…Even in the 90’s when they sucked I still loved them. If we can manage it, I’d like to see all of their games when they’re in town.

So. If you’re back at home, try to get to AAC to see them play. If you’re not in Dallas, tune in and watch on TV. This is one hell of a team, and even if you don’t like basketball, you won’t be disappointed. Finally, GO MAVS!!!!

Top Ten Day

Getting Ready for Launch

Originally uploaded by merrindonahue.

I have done an awful lot of cool stuff in my life. I’ve seen a lot, too. I’ve been to the Vatican, to the Colosseum, I’ve been scuba diving in some breathtaking places, I’ve climbed Pike’s Peak, I’ve been to the top of the Washington Monument, I’ve sailed around the Caribbean. But believe me when I tell you that seeing the space shuttle on the launch pad is one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen. If you’ve never been to Kennedy Space Center, you need to go. And I would highly recommend going when you have the opportunity to see the shuttle as up close and personal as a member of the general public can.

Thankfully, Kevin had the foresight to purchase annual passes for the place, because we only scratched the surface of what there is to do out there, which is really saying something since I think I saw more today than I’ve seen since I was at the Smithsonian.

If you are ever even remotely CLOSE to Florida, get yourself over to Kennedy. You’ll be so glad you did.

Happy Birthday Camille!


Happy 35th Birthday Camille!!! I hope all of your birthday wishes come true. You are one in a million, and the very best friend a girl could ever want. You have become so much more than the “girl next door”; you have become our family. We love you very much!!! YOU ROCK SISTAH!!!!!!!




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