memorykeepersisters

“A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.”

Music for the Soul! June 28, 2011

Filed under: Fun with friends,J.Fairchild Photography,Jodie — memorykeepersisters @ 12:41 am

Well! This has been one heck of a musical weekend!!

On Thursday, the friends and I, went to White Water Tavern to see $wingin’ Utter$.  They put on a great show, I even had the urge to jump in the mosh pit but Rachand I refrained and watched the boys jump around.

 

Thanks to Christothor for the image!

On Saturday, the girls and I loaded up and headed to Houston, TX to see NKOTBSB (New Kids on the Block and Backstreet Boys). It was fantastic! Jordin Sparks opened for the guys and she killed it!   NOTHING compared the NKOTBSB! They boys still got it! Jordan can still hit all those high notes and the boys, er uh, I mean MEN, rocked the house! Of course, I’m a devoted fan of Donnie Wahlbergs and heavens-to-betsy, he is STILL the man! Of course, the Backstreet Boys were amazing as well. It was definitely an awesome and unforgettable night! One of the coolest things that happened is when Joey McIntyre said a few words about how awesome it was to have two generations under one roof. It was so true, there were women in their thirties and forties and women in their early twenties both enjoying the show, it was neat. “N-K-O-T-B-S-B!!!”

Pretty Ladies!

NKOTBSB!! (Thanks to the Mackster for the image!)

Do YOU have any concert plans this summer?

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Ode to Daddy June 19, 2011

Filed under: Fairchild Family Fun,Jennifer,Jodie,Tradition — memorykeepersisters @ 1:56 am

It’s Father’s day and like I tell everyone, my dad is pretty awesome.  While most folks out there are buying their dad monstrous hardware like drills and hammers, or letting their dad lounge on the couch and drink beer, our dad is content just being with us. Not to say we didn’t get him ANYTHING but, our dad has always been our Dad. Our dad never went out with the guys or spent early mornings in deer stands. Our dad put his family first. Our dad didn’t spend evenings working late in the office. Our dad worked hard, but he also worked hard to get home and stay with us. Not that we appreciated it at the time. We were typical kids. Looking back though, I realize what a sacrifice he made to take care of us and to make sure that we had everything that we needed, and wanted for that matter. Our dad spoiled us rotten!!!  (And he still does) Here is my list of ways that dad spoiled me (This is not an exhaustive list, that would fill a book here are just a few ways):

1. Susprise

2. Laundry (well into my mid twenties and out of college)

3.  Driving to Arkadelphia to fix my “broken” car, (out of gas)

4. Making another trip to Arkadelphia to fix my “broken” car (parked on slope)

5. Cleaning my room for most of the time that I lived at home.

Happy Father’s day Daddy, I hope you know that we love and appreciate you! -Jen

“Pop”, “Poppa Diddy Pop”, and “Daddy”. I have many nicknames for my father but as of late I am able to add “biggest supporter” and “greatest fan”. Being the baby of the family has its perks and just like Big Sister, I too, have a list of ways my dad has spoiled me:

1.Susprises. For those of you that aren’t aware, a “susprise” is something you get from the store that wasn’t on the original list. It’s a special treat, it’s a susprise!

2. I swear I didn’t clean my own room until I was in high school. It was awesome!

3. Getting to call him and say “hey, my car makes a “wherrush roorrrhhh” noise, what is it and can you fix it?” and he always knows and helps me fix it!

4. I come home to visit at least once  a month and it’s great because I know that at least one morning, if not both, I get to wake up to a home made breakfast. (the older two don’t get to experience this often so I rub it in as much as I can!)

5. Showing me his humor. It may seem strange to read that as something he has done to “spoil” me but he is a funny guy and it’s great to joke around with him.

Happy Fathers day big guy! We love you!!

-Jodie

 

 

Summer is here! June 14, 2011

When it comes to seasons, usually i’m a fall girl. I love cardigan weather and I own about 15 pairs of ballet flats. Fall means college football and the smell of burning leaves, which is my #2 favorite smell (#1 being gasoline, it’s weird don’t judge me!)

Maybe i’m suffering from some heat related illness but I have to admit, i’m loving the summer right now! There is something to be said about enjoying a nice glass of peach iced tea and laying out in the sun (Which is what I plan to do every weekend between now until fall). One thing I love doing is taking my daily walks on the trail by my apartment, it’s tranquil and it give my head time to unwind from the day, oh and its beautiful!

Summer is going to be great, lucky me has every Friday off and me and the big sister are making plans! Jenuinememories will have a booth at the etsy Little Rock Indie Arts & Music Festival July 9th at the Town Pump in Little Rock! You should come out!

So that’s my plans for the summer, what are yours?

 

Ode to Bubba June 6, 2011

Some children are born into families and can’t recall a time of ever being truly alone. Older brothers and sisters were a routine pest and a necessary bane to existence. Some born so close together they scarce can remember the days of solitude or life without their kindred souls.  Not for me though, I was almost seven before my baby brother entered my life.  And life hasn’t been the same ever and I am truly grateful for that.

Now at 6, I was blessed to not know the mechanics of how my brother got into my mother’s belly. But I knew enough to know that it was a magical time. In October of 1981, we went to Shreveport’s Red River Revel, an annual arts and crafts fair and in a pharmacy there my mother purchased a pregnancy kit. The November before a couple in my church and close friends of my parents (Bryon and Janice Mann) had a baby boy. And my dad told my mother in church that he wanted one of those. So just like any other toy or thing that I wanted I assumed my parents went and got him for me.  So I announced to the entire first grade the Monday after that weekend that my parents went to Shreveport and got me a baby brother.

I think I must have tormented my poor first grade teacher and looking back I now realize why she kept telling me not to declare that I was having a brother, that it easily could be a sister. And that my brother would be born in the summer and NOT anytime soon. Although I was insistent from October on that it would be just any day now and I would not be an only child. And that no matter what anyone said, I was having a brother. At my mother’s shower I recall telling people that we would have no need for anything pink.  “Just throw it in the trash mama! You are having a boy!”

Jamie’s due date was June 4. His name was Jamie, you would think short for James,  but nope! He was named after Jamie Frame, a very handsome character from the soap opera Another World. From the end of May until June 3, I watched Jamie Frame and mother’s swollen belly hoping soon that at least one Jamie would be in my house.  And on June 3 we ate Mexican food and drove over every railroad track in town. After all we were hoping that he would arrive on time.

The Fairchild Kids, September 1988

Sure enough I can remember this as plain as if it were yesterday and not 29 years ago. The next day Mama was straightening the bed in the bedroom and I was getting ready to ride with Ms. Dena to go to Vacation Bible school. Mama told me that today was the day I would be getting a baby brother and sure enough I did.  He was one of the best presents my parents ever gave me.  After that day I was never alone. I had someone out there to be my little brother. Someone for me to love, protect and care for. He grew up to be one of the few people that I can honestly trust.  He’s not my baby anymore, he’s got his own life and wife now. But secretly I am hoping soon that maybe they will head to Shreveport, and get me a niece or nephew.  Come on, I am not getting any younger!

-Jennifer

Being the youngest of three children, I can truly say I was blessed with two siblings that I could look up to. Most of my childhood was spent acting like a tough little tomboy because I wanted to be just like my big brother. I spent hours on my bike riding around with Jamie and his friends and I loved every minute of it. Even as we grew older, I still found myself emulating my older brother; he’s funny and smart and genuinely one of the nicest people i’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.  On Saturday we had a birthday cookout at his house and looking around the table seeing his friends and family and his beautiful home and wife, I couldn’t be more proud of him. Love you bubba! Happy Birthday!

-Jodie