And She Said Yes!

Superman, Thomas and I were eating at Panera after a cross country meet when Superman’s phone began to ring. Tyler’s name appeared on the screen. My eyes lit up. Superman answered and after a few “Uh Huh’s” and “Let Me talk to Mary”, he hung up to say that Tyler wanted to come up to Spartanburg to talk to us and Mary Claire is not to know about it.

WOO HOO! I was jumping up and down inside. I got that funny excited feeling.

“Now Mary. Don’t be jumping to conclusions. We have no idea what he wants to talk to us about.”

Seriously?! If it walks like a duck…quacks like a duck…and looks like a duck…it’s probably a duck.

Superman was in serious denial that his baby girl is growing up.

IMG_4607.JPGSo two days later Tyler showed up. Thomas suggested a good guy meal of roast, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans and banana pudding for dessert. After filling our bellies with food and a couple of hours of small talk, Tyler got down to business.

IMG_4606.JPGTyler told us about the first time he met Mary Claire. He had just begun attending church at Awaken and was greeting people as they arrived. When up walks a curly haired, spirited, smiling, young college student, named Mary Claire. When asked about her plans with college and after graduation, she replied that she just wants the unreached to know about the love of Jesus Christ. Tyler says he knew, immediately, that he had to get to know her. He spoke of all the ways she makes him a better man. He’s been willing to do whatever it takes to show her the respect she deserves as a daughter of Christ and to love her as one ought to be loved. Superman, of course, asked about his financial situation and future plans, all the while shining his 18-gauge shotgun. (Naw…just kidding about the financial stuff.)

IMG_5062.JPGDaddy loves his baby girl.

IMG_2914.JPGHer two brothers are quite protective. She had “dated” a few young men that didn’t meet up with her brother’s approval, so they let her know it . It was annoying to her, but I think she realizes now, that it was because they just love her so much and want only the best for her.

So now Tyler arrives on the scene. Adam was the first to meet him. Not only did Tyler get high marks from Adam, but he was also anointed with a nickname..T-Money. (In our family, your nickname does not have to have any rhyme or reason. Mary Claire had given Adam the name “Little Petey” when he was really little. We all called him Petey or Pete, for years. No reason. Just did.) Needless to say Tyler knew he had gained some points by having a nickname. Adam liked him a lot and Thomas gave him two thumbs up.

IMG_1573.JPGWe ended the evening with a resounding YES! to Tyler’s request for our blessing, but now I was going to have to keep it under wraps until he actually asked her to marry him! OMG! You know me…I am a blabber mouth, plain and simple. I have to tell the whole world, especially when I am sooo excited! To really put me to the test, Mary Claire had planned to come home for a few days. So two days later, MC shows up and I have to act like nothing is going on. Needless to say, between the time Tyler had called about coming up and when MC arrived, 5 days, I had already told half of Spartanburg County. But not Mary Claire! I was feeling quite proud of myself. Her first morning home, we were in our pajamas drinking coffee and she was telling me all about her horrible night when she thought Tyler was going to dump her. (She had just had a rough day at work, feeling tired and hormonal.) She went to his house and he wasn’t there! (No, because he was at our house asking for your hand in marriage!) I had to sit there with a straight face and be all understanding, when the whole time I wanted to jump up and down and squeal with delight! People! I was dying!

When my bible study girls came over, we waited until Claire went out for a run before I told them about Tyler’s visit. Then when she returned, we got all quiet and giggly. When Mary Claire and I were in the car doing errands, my friend Margo called. I answered on the speakerphone in the car. Near the end of our conversation, I got this dreadful feeling that Margo was about to say something about the impending engagement, that MC knows nothing about, so I interrupted Margo and said “You know what Margo? I’m here in the car on speakerphone with Mary Claire! We are about to go into Old Navy, can I call you back later?” Margo started sputtering. My big mouth almost got me in trouble a few times during Claire’s visit, but somehow she went back to Charleston clueless.

IMG_6918.JPGFinally. a few weeks later, Tyler took Mary Claire to Riverfront Park. He had created a journal book of the important moments in their courtship. Starting with the first time they met to this moment of him on one knee.

IMG_6917.JPGAs a parent who has been praying for 22 years for my little girl’s future husband…my prayers have been abundantly answered! Tyler loves God. He is smart, wise, kind, funny, engaging, helpful, caring and loves Mary Claire more than anything. I couldn’t be more happy. Even old Superman has proudly told everyone that He truly respects Tyler.

He did it like a man.

Now that’s saying something.
Well, I guess we’ve got a wedding to plan for!

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The Mast Farm Inn

IMG_6888.JPGSissy’s daughter attends Appalachian State University in Boone, NC. It was parent’s weekend and Sissy’s husband, Paul, wasn’t going to be able to go at the last minute. Thank Goodness, I was here to help! I mean, someone has to take up the slack here and hang out with sweet Sissy in this beautiful inn. This is The Mast Farm Inn, in Valle Crusis, NC, about 20 minutes from downtown Boone.IMG_6843.JPGIts a beautiful drive up Hwy 221. We stopped at a local creamery to buy some cheese.

IMG_6841.JPGHey girls!

IMG_6840.JPGI think she’s posing.

IMG_6842.JPGI think I need a cowie.

IMG_6844.JPGWe sampled lots of tasty cheese spreads. I think we could have made a meal out those little crackers and cheeses.<br />
IMG_6845.JPGWe decided on Pumpkin Spice, Garlic cheese, Roasted Red Pepper, Pineapple-Pecan, and Bacon Ranch. I guess we didn’t really decide…we just bought one of each.

IMG_6859.JPGWe checked into The Mast Farm Inn, which not only has rooms inside the house, but it has several cabins to choose from.

IMG_6860.JPGThe Granary has become Sissy and Paul’s favorite, which I think may be my favorite too.

IMG_6853.JPGWhen we opened the door, we heard Bluegrass music playing, that certainly helped put us in the Appalachian mood.

IMG_6852.JPGA personalized card, cookies and water were a special welcoming touch.

IMG_6850.JPGLet me take you upstairs to my bedroom. I love these old steps.

IMG_6848.JPGThe world’s softest, fluffiest, most comfortable bed, quaint room, and great view. Ahhhh….

IMG_6846.JPGEven the curtain hung by a wire, wrapped around two nails, was so sweet.

IMG_6847.JPGI thought this was a great idea for displaying photos. These postcards were thumbtacked to a piece of wood. Simple.

IMG_6851.JPGNo tv, but a kitchen to make some hot tea was all we needed.

IMG_6856.JPGThis is the backside of the cabin.

IMG_6854.JPGA few goats, a horse and a burro live in the field behind the cabin. (More on them later.)

IMG_6857.JPGOh my goodness! So beautiful!

IMG_6861.JPGWe woke the next morning to this beautiful sight! SNOW!!!

IMG_6863.JPGLuckily, Sissy had brought some dried apples, so we fed them to the animals.

IMG_6866.JPGOh yea!! Looking good in the pjs and boots! I didn’t care. I just wanted to feed the critters. The horse was funny though. If you tried to offer an apple slice to a goat or to the burro, she would get very pushy and use her size to snag the goodies.

IMG_6869.JPGI thought the day before was pretty…today? Wow.

IMG_6873.JPGThe snow makes the red burning bush pop.

IMG_6872.JPGAfter feeding the animals, we put some clothes on and went to the inn for breakfast.

IMG_6885-0.JPGThe first course was oh so yummy locally made yogurt with fresh berries, homemade granola and honey.

IMG_6886.JPGThe main dish was potato-kale quiche, Swiss cheesy grits, local sausage, an heirloom tomato and one of the best biscuits I have ever eaten. It was perfectly browned on the outside and nice and fluffy on the inside. An endless hot cup of coffee to go with it….I was in heaven. It was so good!

IMG_6889.JPGAfter breakfast, we picked up Sarah, on the right, and her roommate, Nancey, and drove to the Blue Ridge Parkway.

IMG_6874.JPGWe ordered picnic lunches from the inn to eat later in the day. Check out how they put it together. Notice there are no plastic ziploc baggies. Sandwiches are wrapped in paper, pickles in mason jars, chips in paper bags and the drinks are in glass bottles. Nice. Making gluten-free sandwiches was no problem. And the rich chocolate cake just put this lunch over the top.

IMG_6875.JPGSunday morning the sun started to come out. I loved how the sun would peek out of a hole in the clouds and brighten an area of land.

IMG_6876.JPGOur friends liked the sun too.

IMG_6878.JPGThis little fellow liked being scratched behind his ears.

IMG_6877.JPG“Hey Lady! You got something to eat?”

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IMG_6879.JPGIt was a restful, relaxing weekend in a beautiful part of the country with a wonderful friend. Thank you Sissy!

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