Start saving that money folks.....

For bail. Please.

The other day, I had to run an errand. I left Noah at the house with a sitter. I asked him to do his homework while I was gone.

When I returned, he had indeed done his homework. He had also completed the check off list in his agenda. This is supposed to be done by the parent and initialed by said parent.

He proudly held it up to me and said "I went ahead and did this for you mommy. You know, so you won't have to. See. I put the check mark fingy (thingy) by Read Book and Math Sheet and I put the RS with the little circle around it"

Yep. The RS with the little circle just happens to be how I sign my initials. He had copied them almost exactly.

So. Save your money.

Our little 7 year old is well on his way to a life of crime.

Forging documents.

The Field Trip.....

Yesterday, we went downtown to the Sottile Theatre. It was a field trip for the first graders at the school Noah attends.

We had the privilege of seeing "The Velveteen Rabbit" performed by the Robert Ivy ballet. It was lovely, touching and wonderfully sweet.

Side note: The previous day, Noah had informed us that this was going to be "Boring!" and "ballet is for Girls"! (to be said in your most venomous voice in order to get the full effect)

So. Armed with that information, Poppy, Nonna and I loaded into the car to follow the buses to the theatre. Poppy drove. I just heard a gasp from all of those who have ridden with Poppy. Really, it wasn't that bad. He only ran 7 yellow lights, 2 red lights, ran 3 cars off the road and almost hit 1 pedestrian......but by golly he never lost sight of the bus that had his "little buddy" in it! I'm just kidding Dad. It wasn't nearly as bad as I had expected. There really weren't any pedestrians in danger....much.

Anyway, back to the ballet. I was anxious to see how horribly tortured Noah was going to be during this "boring, girlish" performance. The lights went low, the curtain rose and Noah sat completely still.

Did you hear me people? NOAH SAT STILL!!! With his little mouth open. Catching flies. During the entire first act. And he didn't make a peep! Did you HEAR ME? NOT A PEEP! I'm almost certain that I heard angels sing....

During the pause between the first and second acts of the play, one of the children loudly applauded.

Yep. It was Noah.

I quietly explained that while it was very nice of him to show his appreciation for the performance, it wasn't' finished yet. He said "Oh." and continued quietly watching the show. No argument, just "Oh." (I'm positive this time, the angels sang)

During the rest of the play, there was a little bit of fidgeting and flopping from Noah but for the most part, he did pretty good. Towards the end of the story, the plot thickens when the doctor gives an order that all the child's toys be burned to ensure the destruction of any remaining scarlet fever germs. The velveteen bunny is then put in a pile to be burned the following day. At this point in the performance a child from the audience said in a very loud voice "That's NOT NICE!"

Yep. It was Noah.

"Yes honey, I know it's not nice but it's also not nice to talk during a performance and if you absolutely must, please whisper"

"but I......"

And so the argument began. It ended very quickly though when I said "Just HUSH and watch the rest of the play!"

Even though he may have applauded at an inappropriate time, made commentary a little too loudly, his actions made sense for this not quite 7 year old boy. He was paying attention. He enjoyed the performance in the first act. He understood that there was an injustice about to happen to the rabbit and by golly, that's just NOT NICE!! He was paying attention.

He was paying attention.

Maybe watching and enjoying a ballet isn't just for girls. Maybe it isn't so boring after all.

All in all, he did OK.

The bus ride back to school, not so much....

I didn't hear any more angels singing the rest of the day.......I miss them.

**sigh**

Gonna change the name......

Ok. I know. It's been a year or so since my last post. Let me explain.....
The new title for this blog is going to be....(drumroll please)........

Just Plain Sick and Tired of Feelin Sick and Tired and exactly HOW LONG DOES MENOPAUSE LAST ANYWAY?!!!!!

Any questions?

K.

Didn't think so.

Love Y'all

Never knew fire could be so cool......

Yesterday Noah, Gene and I went to the North Charleston Fire Museum. This place is really REALLY cool! It has fire fighting equipment from back in the 1800's, a play area for the kiddos, Charleston history, lots and lots of fire trucks and quite a few inter-active areas. It really was a good place for all ages and I recommend it to everyone in the area. Here are a few pics from our outing. Just walkin' around......takin' it in.


















Playing the fire tool match up game.

Noah and daddy trying to lift the 100 lbs of equipment and protective gear a fireman has to carry!

Noah was very fascinated by a short film about fire safety (in the background). We watched it together as a family twice, just Noah and I once and finally when mom and dad would no longer sit through it......he plopped down outside the viewing area and watched it by himself!

This is daddy studying on how to become an arsonist....um, I mean learning about arson..yeah, that's right.

Oh yeah. I was there too. Why did we all dress in red? We kind of blended in with all the trucks!

Y'all in the Charleston area.......GO. It's a good outing. Really. Go. STOP READING AND GO!

NOW!

2009

I've heard it said that whatever you do on New Years Day, beginning at 12:00 a.m. and throughout the day, will be what you do all year. I heard this about 10 years or so ago. Since then I have kept that in mind and really tried to do something fun or relaxing on January 1st. I never ever did anything remotely "unfun" like housework, laundry or cleaning out the refrigerator......ewwww. I mean, who wants to do housework the rest of the year.....

I can't really say that this little superstition has rung true in past years but just in case, I decided to do some things different this first day of 2009. At midnight, I kissed my husband and my little boy then wished them a Happy New Year. Shortly after that I read little guy a nice long bedtime story, got lots of snuggles, said prayers and kissed him goodnight (I normally do this anyway.Wouldn't miss it!) . I then finished a load of laundry, started the dishwasher, fed the turtles and headed for bed. I got comfy or as comfy as you can get with a kitten on your chest, read my book for a short while, told my sweet honey goodnight and drifted off. I had a wonderful night's rest, a full 8 hours, and woke up feeling really good.

This morning I did relax for a little while, reading in bed and talking with my husband but then I got moving. I talked to mom, cooked breakfast (ham and cheese omelets), talked on the phone with a good friend, peeled and sectioned a whole bag of grapefruit so it didn't spoil and go to waste. I emptied the dishwasher, did more laundry, played with Noah, fixed lunch.. cheddar sausages for the guys and I had my leftovers from dinner out last night, did more laundry and de-boned the leftover turkey. I did a quick clean out of the refrigerator (not thorough but good enough until I have the time to really get in the crevices), read email, checked in on a few friends, talked to my pops, played a couple of games, did more laundry, and cooked dinner. Before going to bed tonight, I WILL do another load of laundry, clean up the kitchen, load and start the dishwasher, wash pots pans and other misc items, bathe the boy, read a bed time story, feed the turtles, head for bed, do bible study and quiet time, get comfy with a kitten on my chest, read, talk with my sweet honey and drift off.........

This New Years Day, I did what I want to be doing in 2009. I did the things that needed done, things that should have been done plus a few things I wanted to do. I think that's a nice balance. I believe that is what God expects of me this year. To take care of my family and friends. To take care of myself. To get things done. To serve.

I think I'm gonna like 2009.

What did you do today?

9 on the 9th

Mrs N. hosts a nifty little meme over at her place, All That Naz. So I decided my 9 would be on music. Specifically hymns. I especially love hymns in four part harmony. You know, good ole quartet singin. The blue-grassier the better! The church we attend does mostly praise songs. I do love praise songs. In fact, my next 9 on the 9th post will probably be my favorite praise songs. For today, 9 of my favorite old hymns......

1. Have a Little Talk With Jesus - Cleavant Derricks
2. I'll Fly Away - Albert E. Brumley
3. O Come, Angel Band - William B. Bradbury
4. Where the Soul Never Dies - Wm. M. Golden
5. It Is Well With My Soul - P. P. Bliss Horatio Spafford wrote the words. Read his story here. It's incredible! (this is my father's favorite too)
6. He Leadeth Me - William B. Bradbury
7. Christ the Lord Is Risen Today - Charles Wesley
8. Must I Go And Empty Handed - Charles C. Luther
9. Amazing Grace - John Newton

I didn't mean to be gone this long.....promise!

You people are getting on my nerves. I mean, can't a girl have a little ole pity party/feeling useless celebration/miniature breakdown/depression packed 6 weeks in peace? Seriously, what is with all the "You haven't updated your blog lately, is everything ok?" or "You never go this long without updating your blog, what's wrong?" or some of you are even going behind my back and asking my mom! REALLY people.......thanks.

The last six weeks haven't been as bad as I made them sound but they have been busy and somewhat emotionally trying.

First off, Noah started school. Little man is in Kindergarten. And I only sobbed a very short time.....that day. Ya see, for the past 5 years or so, my MAIN purpose was taking care of little man. I mean for the most part, I spent the majority of my time with him. On the first day of school, he excitedly got out of the car, walked into those big gaping doors and that school swallowed my baby whole. He didn't even look back, the little brat! I missed him TONS more than he missed me and boy howdy, that's just wrong! I mean, maybe if he had just grabbed hold of my leg wailing loudly, and I had to scrape him off with a crow bar then maybe it wouldn't have been so bad, but darn it people, he was just fine! I'm just kiddin. I'm glad it wasn't traumatic for him and I'm glad he likes school it was just that, well, by golly, now what do I do?

Seriously, what do I do from 7:30 a.m. to 2:05 p.m. every day? I volunteered at the school but they had not called me yet. MOPS had not started for the season yet. Bible study had not started back yet. I certainly didn't want to clean house, it just gets dirty again in a couple of days then you just have to do it all over....talk about frustrating! So that's where the pity party came into play. I actually thought about home schooling him but soon realized that it would be pretty selfish to take him from an environment he was thriving in, just to make me feel useful! Aren't ya'll proud of me. I did a grown up thing.

So, I had myself a couple of weeks of feeling un-necessary, wallowing in self-pity and just pretty much making myself miserable. Then, something wonderful happened. I went to a meeting at the school and volunteered again. They put me to work that very day. I now spend every Tuesday working in the teacher's work room doing stapling, copying, laminating, die cutting, book making, and of course, cutting. I get to use my spiritual gift of scissors! How cool is that? Not only that but I get to eat lunch in the "cafataria" (Noah's pronunciation) with little man. But wait.......it gets better! I have been getting quite a few cake orders, I have done some work at the church with random office stuff and preschool dept. stuff, every Saturday has been busy with something, I volunteered with the Franklin Graham Festival which involved a Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday night, I spend Thursday mornings at Bible Study, most Fridays doing MOPS stuff and for the love of Pete, somebody make it stop!

Just kidding. There for a while, I was a bit overwhelmed. Going from being completely useless to not being able to catch my breath was rough. Everything has calmed down now and I am feeling useful once again.

There is another benefit from being at the school at least once a week. I get to see first hand how the school and it's staff perform. I. Am. Impressed.... and I am relieved. I think part of my problem, was worrying about how Noah was doing. Was he being taken care of. Were they giving him attention. Let me just say, I love they way they "do school" there. I love Noah's teachers. I KNOW they are taking care of him. For instance, Noah was getting "sad" at nap time because he was missing me. His teacher, Mrs. Coates, moved his nap spot to behind her chair so she could talk with him and rub his back until he settled down. She cares. I needed to know that.

In addition to all that, we had four additions to the Smith clan. Fluff had her kittens and they are so darn cute! Three of the four will be heading to new homes in the next week or so. sniff sniff. Keep me in your prayers. Most of ya'll know about my Elly Mae Clampett gene. It makes up a large part of me so I'm pretty sure I will not do well with our babies leaving. *insert sobbing here*

As a side note, my husband has been wonderful through all this. I'm sure there have been moments that he would have liked to trade me in for a more stable model. Thanks for putting up with me honey. You are the best!

Well folks, I will try not to let too much time lapse before my next post. I just know the six of you are waiting by your computers all day just chomping at the bit for me to ramble on.....

Love ya'll....mean it!

Great Newses..(newses: plural - more than one great news item)

Ok. I'm making up words but I have a good reason. I have not ONE but TWO pieces of really great news.

Great news #1. Noah's biopsy results came back. It is Psoriasis. That is good news. The Dr. is changing his treatment. That is GREAT news. He still has some steroid medication but it is much lower in strength. Hopefully this new combination of medicine will clear up those aggravating dots! (dots is what Noah calls them)

Great news #2. My cousin Bill and his wife April are gonna have a BABY!! We are so very excited for them. Her due date is, well what else....April. They have started a baby blog here: http://shortymcguire.blogspot.com/ I am hoping for a girl since I am surrounded by all this testosterone! I would love to purchase something pink!!

God is Good!

9 on the 9th, on time this time.....

My nine favorite things to do..... not in any specific order of importance...

1. Read to Noah
2. Talk with Gene
3. Read
4. Spend time with ALL my family/Friends
5. Play games....just about any kind
6. Cook/Bake/Decorate Cakes
7. Scrapbook/Cross Stitch
8. Go to the movies (wish it wasn't so darn expensive!)
9. Worship @ Riverbluff

hmmmmm.
Notice that "clean house" and "yard work" aren't listed.....
guess that explains why my house needs cleaning and the yard needs work.....
go figure.

Variety is the Spice of Life.....

Or in this post....spice is the variety of life. I love different spices. I am especially fond of garlic, oregano, parsley, basil, cinnamon, ginger, paprika, cumin and certainly salt and pepper.

There seems to be certain spices that are relatively unknown until someone starts promoting them and then POW, it's everywhere. It's almost like a designer handbag. All of a sudden, everyone HAS to have it...or put it in their food. The spice I am referring to is cilantro.

And I can't stand it.

Everyone I know seems to love it. I think it is harsh and bitter. I can take one bite of a dish and tell that it has cilantro in it. It literally makes my stomach turn.

Isn't that strange that one person can love the taste of something and another despise it.

Woooo. Such deep thoughts.

yawn.

Sorry if I bored you. I almost fell asleep typing......zzzzzzzzzzz.

Anyway, this week's menu, sans cilantro is as follows:

Monday - Baked chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn

Tuesday - Spaghetti with meat sauce

Wednesday - Scalloped potatoes with ham, peas, beets

Thursday - Pot roast, rice and gravy, carrots, spinach, apple salad

Friday - Fried Pork chops, mac and cheese, cabbage, green beans

While I'm thinking about it, I'm gonna do next week's menu too. My, how ambitious of me.....

Monday - Marinated chicken tenders, sesame rice, zucchini and onions, mandarin orange salad

Tuesday - Country fried steak, rice and gravy, green beans, corn

Wednesday - Fish Cakes, tater tots, peas, beets, fruit salad

Thursday - Pork roast, hash brown casserole, collards, candied carrots

Friday - Chicken enchiladas, re fried beans, salad

Also, I am going to try to make more homemade deserts instead of "store bought".

I will make 2 or 3 a week and if we run out before the end of the week.....so be it. With 4 fellas in the house, cookies disappear VERY fast. If I want any, I hide them. I'm just sayin.....

This week I am going to make brownies. When they are gone, I will make a peach cobbler. (the way brownies evaporate in this house, I will probably be making the cobbler about an hour after the brownies come out of the oven) After the cobbler will be chocolate chip cookies. When those are gone......no more til next Monday.

The next week's deserts will be.......

Chocolate cupcakes w/ peanut butter frosting

Angel food cake with sliced strawberries

Rice Krispie Treats

Well, that's it. I hope I have given the six of you some good meal/desert ideas and maybe made your mouth water just a bit.........slurp.

Pretty Darn Close..........

Well. The Smith's bit the bullet and went shopping at the W-mart place for school supplies. For those not privy, this weekend is "tax free" for school related items. Mr. Smith practiced his shoving and pushing abilities on an old football training dummy we have stored in the back yard.....just kidding. We don't have one of those things.....football training dummy. We do have a back yard. Anyway, off we went.
We got clothes and supplies for Kevin and sniff sniff....Noah. **insert uncontrollable sobbing here**
When we got to the register, I said to Mr. Smith....."this is going to be $300.00".

It wasn't.

It was $299.71. Only .29 off!

AM I GOOD OR WHAT!!
I have super hero powers!
You can just call me the "Human Calculator" from now on.

ok.
nevermind.
It was just a lucky guess. It did feel kinda good to look like I was really smart for a change.

What a Brave Little Man.....

Thank you all for your many prayers. They were most certainly felt and appreciated.

I just want you to know that we have the bravest little boy ever! It was obvious that during the biopsy, he felt some discomfort. He did ask a few times if the "pinching" was done. Or, how many more times am I gonna have pinches? So, even though he felt something he DID. NOT. CRY. NOT ONE TEAR!! We are all very proud of our brave little man!

He has only one stitch that will be removed in a couple of weeks. We should get the results around that same time and we will let you know when we find out.

Thanks again for your thoughts and prayers. Ya'll are the very best.

Could I ask for some prayers?

I am sorry I have been absent for a while. Seems it is either feast or famine. I either have a lot to say but no time to say it or nothing to say and all the time in the world. Go figure. It seems it has been a little of both the last week or so.



One thing on my mind is this..... Little man went back to the dermatologist yesterday. (I was with him, I had to drive) Anyway, for those that may not know, he has some skin issues.



The original diagnosis was Childhood Psoriasis. When he was first diagnosed, he had just turned 4 and the Doctor was pretty sure his diagnosis was accurate. He said he could not be 100% positive without doing a biopsy and since Noah was so young, he didn't want to do one as it would be painful and the treatment would most likely be the same no matter what the diagnosis.



He is now 5 1/2 and still having flare ups. In fact, this last one is really bad. The treatment has been topical steroids. The worse the flare ups get, the stronger the meds need to be.

Everything you hear about steroid use is true, even with topical. It messes with his sleep pattern, makes him puffy, he is hungry all the time, and has emotional issues. Anyway, the doctor now wants to do the biopsy mainly to make a definite diagnosis and make sure we are on the right track in treatment.



I understand that.



I "get" that at this point it is necessary.

I am confident in the Doctor and I know he is going to do everything to make sure this procedure is as pain free as possible. But my heart just hurts for my little guy. I wish I could just offer up my body, tell the Doc to cut off whatever he needs just DON'T get near my guy with anything sharp! I know this isn't possible. I just don't want Noah to hurt.....at all.....ever.



A biopsy may not seem like a big deal to some of you. I guess when looking at the big picture, it really isn't a big deal, especially to those kids/parents suffering with cancer and other life threatening illnesses. I have always said that if Noah had to be afflicted with something that I am grateful that it is a minor skin issue. We are blessed. I know that.

Being this concerned/upset/anxious/unsettled and yes, worried about the unknown seems so silly when you think about what God did for us........How could he stand seeing His Son in such pain.



How did he bare it.

I am so grateful.

I am so blessed.

No more leaks and I have a squirty thingy.......

No, I am not talking about potty training boys......although the title fits. I am talking about my kitchen faucet. With my old faucet, you had to hold your tongue right, stand on your head and cluck like a chicken to get it to completely turn off. If you didn't get it in the right position, drip, drip, drip......

AND, my squirty spray thingy didn't work. In fact that was the first thing to go (about 6 or 7 years ago) and I just learned to get along without it. Never even gave it another thought until........my WONDERFUL hubby purchased us a new faucet and installed it.

Had you been peeping in my window, you may have seen me go in the kitchen, turn on the water for no apparent reason just to turn it off again and watch it ....not drip. I may have also been seen using the spray thingy for things that didn't necessarily need spraying. I am a happy girl. It doesn't take much folks. Not much at all.

This is a picture of the old faucet. Please note the corrosion around the center and base. Also please note that the round middle piece kept popping off and the base leaked as well. Notice the small puddle dripping down into the sink. I left the dirty dishes where they were for dramatic effect......

This is hubby patiently explaining to me that this is most certainly NOT blog fodder and under no circumstances should it appear on my blog.

I ignored that.

Please note his furry helper behind him.....

TAAA DAAAA!! A pretty shiny new kitchen faucet that does not leak and has a functional squirty thingy.

Happy girl.....

Monday Menus and New England in Autumn.......

I have noticed that I do a lot better if I post a weekly menu. I don't always follow it perfectly, but I'm usually close. It really does help keep me on track so, Monday Menus are back. They also keep my husband from harassing....er, asking me "What's for dinner?" (just kidding honey, you really don't harass me...much)

Monday: Marinated pork chops, rice pilaf, green beans, beets (beets are for me as no one else in this house will touch them)

Tuesday: Chicken New England***, egg noodles, peas, carrots

Wednesday: Spaghetti with meat sauce, salad, garlic bread

Thursday: Pork roast, rice and gravy, corn, green beans

Friday: BBQ smoked sausage, mashed potatoes, spinach

***Chicken New England is my version of a chicken dish I had in Vermont (I think) during a New England vacation. My folks took me on this vacation when I was in my early 20's. We went during Autumn. It was beautiful, it was fun, and it was filled with good memories. If you have never seen the New England states in Autumn, GO!! There really are places that are breath-taking.

Basically the chicken dish is boneless chicken breast, wrapped in dried beef then baked in a very yummy sauce and served over egg noodles. If anyone just HAS to have the recipe, let me know and I will get it to you.

Ya'll have a good week and Happy Cooking!

I totally forgot......

I forgot about the 9 on the 9th that my friend Mrs N. started last month! I KNEW I would loose track of time.....I just KNEW it! Since some things are better late than never, here I go:

9 of my very favorite movies not in any specific order:

1. Steel Magnolia's - I can quote most lines in this movie. I have seen it more than 20 times and if I watched it again tonight, I would laugh and cry....again.
2. Terms of Endearment - I can quote most lines in this movie. I have seen it more than 20 times and if I watched it again tonight, I would laugh and cry.....again.
3. Tombstone - LOVE Val Kilmer as Doc Holiday!
4. Practical Magic - a weird twist on a love story.
5. Jungle Book - come on......who doesn't like singin "bear necessities" at the top of their lungs?
6. Men in Black - I laughed until soda came out of my nose.
7. Independence Day - Call me weird but I really like Jeff Goldblum
8. Platoon - Broke my heart.
9. Pretty Woman - I just like it ok!

Next month I will try to be on time!!

I love family reunions......

Hi there youse guys! How ya been? We Smith's have been pretty busy lately. We spent a little under a week in Tennessee for a family reunion. It was wonderful to see those we had not seen in a while and to see some I had never seen! It was really cool to finally put a face to the names of those that mom and dad remembered fondly from their growing up years. We stayed at our favorite hotel......Aunt Jan's house. She ALWAYS makes us feel at home and takes very good care of us. She usually spoils me with my favorite cake and let me just say, it was YUM!

We always have a great time with family and this was no different. Our time was mostly spent with fellowship, laughter and most certainly, food.

Thursday: After a short stop at the Charlotte airport to pick up a hitch-hiker... ummm I mean, Aunt B, we arrived at our hotel. Most had arrived and we had a great time catching up....and eating. As a side note. Our time at the airport was not wasted. Noah took the time to "train" Poppy, Daddy and Aunt B on proper escalator procedure.

Friday: Those that could met at a neat little place for a very yummy country breakfast. Again, filled with laughter and good conversation. Unfortunately, we had to say bye to Tina after that. She had a great excuse though. She is now finishing up her Master's Degree as we speak/as I write. I am very proud of her!

Shortly after that, Billy and April had to leave as well....sniff sniff. It was good to see all three of them even though it was shorter than I wanted...and we all know that it is ALL about me.

Gene, Pops and Uncle R. went to play some golf that morning. I'm glad they were able to work that in because they all enjoy it so. When they got home they acted as if they could have given Tiger a run for his money. Nice try but I know the real story....... folks, I saw the score card and it wasn't pretty. (this coming from a gal that really REALLY stinks at putt putt)

Later in the afternoon we headed out to Boone for dinner at the Dan'l Boone Inn. I can sum it up in one word.....holy-cow-that-was-as-good-as-I-remembered---YUMMY! Thanks once again to cousin D. He ducked out before everyone was finished, paid the bill and disappeared. VERY sneaky, VERY sweet and VERY much appreciated!

Saturday: The actual reunion at the park. Folks came from as far as Michigan to join the festivities. A good time was had by all. There was a playground that occupied the little ones. Many thanks to Gene for keeping an eye out for them so I could flit about and socialize.

OK. In the photo below, please note the extremely cool and handsome dude lurking behind the sign. After the reunion, he informed me that a few girls had given him phone numbers. I told him that was just fine as long as he didn't think he was actually going to call them!! By the way, they were not related to us but even if they were, according to a certain well known southern comedian, it is perfectly acceptable to pick up women at a family reunion. ;o)

We also had a very rare once in a lifetime occurrence. The picture below is of Noah and his Great-Great Aunts Hassie and Wilma. I normally don't post pictures without prior permission but I thought this would be ok. Golly I hope neither one of them are in the witness protection program.....

I have other wonderful pictures of my much loved Aunts, Uncles and cousins at the reunion but like I said, I don't really like posting pics of people without prior permission. If you were there and want to see yourself in print, let me know and I sure will post them!

Sunday: Aunt Jan out did herself with a huge and wonderful big breakfast....homemade gravy and biscuits, eggs, sausage, bacon, ham, fried taters, cooked apples.....I need to stop, I'm getting drool on the keyboard and I'm afraid I may electrocute myself...

The rest of the day was spent just lounging around and enjoying each other's company. I believe this is the day that Aunt B talked Noah into taking a picture of her toe.

Yes.

Her toe.

And yes.

He did.

He also took this picture of Nonna. Not bad for a 5 yr old!

Monday: Mom and Pops left to take Aunt B, the previously mentioned hitch hiker, to the airport. The Smith's stayed behind to take little man to Tweetsie for a special treat. We met my cousin's kids there and a great time was had by all. Nothing better for 4 and 5 year old boys than trains, cowboys, Indians and Can Can girls! Who could ask for anything more?

I must say that some wonderful memories were made. The days filled with talking and reminiscing and the evenings filled with sitting on the front porch, taking in the mountain air and catching fireflies. Again. Who could ask for ANYTHING more. Making memories with those you love........

Just dreamin......

2008 edition of getting to know your friends. Do this - just like the others. However answer with what you WISH your answer could be, or just be silly.



1. What is your occupation? Head Forensic Specialist at Quantico

2. What color are your socks right now? Dark blue with yellow writing saying "FBI"

3. What are you listening to right now? My husband excitedly watching a Braves game on his 17 foot wall mounted HDTV

4. What was the last thing that you ate? The most wonderful Fillet made by one of my 3 personal chefs

5. Can you drive a stick shift? Honey, I can drive just about anything!

6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Gold, of course dahling...

7. Women: Bra Size 34 C

8.Last person you spoke to on the phone? My publicist, about my latest best seller.

9. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Of course. Who doesn't love Rachel Ray?

10. How old are you today? 27

11. Favorite drink? Fresh spring water with a twist of imported key lime served in a chilled glass rimmed in gold.

12. What is your favorite sport to watch? Oh whatever, whenever. When you own box seats in every stadium in the nation, every game is a party!

13. Have you ever dyed your hair? I have a personal hair dresser that changes it at my every whim.

14. Pets? Yes, 1247 if you include my no kill shelter and wildlife refuge.

15. Last movie you watched? Since I have so many connections in high places, I see them all before they are even released.

16. Favorite Day of the year? April 15th

17. What do you do to vent anger? Go to my personal gym for a nice workout, massage and steam bath.

18. What was your favorite toy as a child? Oh. I didn't have toys. We were missionaries in the Congo. I had a panther to play with.

19. What is your favorite season? It doesn't matter since I own homes all over the globe. If the weather doesn't suit me, I just hop on over to one with a more "compatible" season.

20. Hugs or kisses? Both please!

21. Cherry or Blueberry? I'll have my secretary decide for me later.

22. Do you want your friends to email you back? If they would like to but since I have bought them all houses near me, we can just get together to chat about it.

23. Who is most likely to respond? Fergie - either one.

24. Who is least likely to respond? My cousin Tina. I think she is touring promoting her latest movie.

25. When was the last time you cried? When Angelina decided to have the twins in France instead of my personal compound.

26. What is on the floor of your closet? My closet has been specifically designed to never have anything on the floor. A place for everything and everything in its place. (I'm gonna get struck by lightning for that one!)

27. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending this to? I could tell you but then I'd have to shoot you.

29. Who is the friend you have had the shortest that you are sending this to? I could tell you but then I'd have to shoot you.

30. Favorite smells? My freshly landscaped estate by my team of experts.

31. Who inspires you? Our military (this is true)

32. What are you afraid of ? Dust bunnies. (this is also true)

34. Favorite car? You know, I really miss the Pacer but I'll have to say anything that is armored.

35. Favorite cat breed? Panther

36. Number of keys on your key ring? I have staff that takes care of those things.

37. How many years at your current job? 8 (I was the youngest Head Forensic Specialist....ever)

38. Favorite day of the week? Every day is good when you are me.

39. How many states have you lived in? I have homes in all of them.

40. Do you think you're funny? Um....yes....duh!

And your point is.......

UCLA STUDY (VERY INTERESTING & SHORT)

A study conducted by UCLA's Department of Psychiatry has revealed that

the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending

on where she is in her menstrual cycle.

For example: If she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged

and masculine features. However, if she is menstruating, or menopausal,

she tends to be more attracted to a man with duct tape over his mouth

and a spear lodged in his chest while he is on fire.

No further studies are expected.



OK. I see absolutely nothing wrong in these findings........sounds pretty reasonable to me. Have I mentioned lately that I am menopausal?

Disclaimer: No husbands were harmed during this post. My husband is wonderful and this study is most certainly not directed at him. This was purely for entertainment purposes only.

Monday Menus and Random Thoughts.....

Howdy. Did you have a good weekend? We had a good one. Had a great time celebrating Dad's and husbands. My pops is an awesome dad and my hubs is a fantastic dad and spouse. If you really want to know how I feel about pops just check this out. If you wanna read more about my terrific hubs just click here. Go ahead. I'll wait.


After church, we went to mom and pops and had a wonderful meal....mom is a really good cook ya know. We then just enjoyed each other's company for a while, played a couple of games with the little man. The only problem with playing games with him is that the rules often change to suit him. I'm not gonna say he cheats but ya know, if the shoe fits.....


Why is it that after you do yard work, your body gets mad? Ok. My body gets mad. It's not like I NEVER do yard work, it's just that I don't do it as often as I should. When I do, apparently I use muscles that I normally don't use during regular everyday living. It's like a vicious cycle. I do yard work. I hurt. I swear never to do yard work again. I feel guilty cause the yard needs work and I can't expect hubs to do it all. SO, I do yard work. I hurt. I swear never to do yard work again.......you get the idea. OH! And why oh why is it that if there are biting ants within a 5 mile radius, I will step in them? I now have 47 ant bites on my feet......ok. I only have 6.... but they hurt!!! By the way, we did yard work Saturday. That's what brought on this little rant, in case you were wonderin.


I just love critters. What brought that on you ask? Just lookin at the kitty, lookin at the turtles, still after all this time tryin to figure out how to get in that darn glass box! Also, we have rabbits in our neck of the woods. There are a couple that spend quite a bit of time in our yard. One of them is pretty big and solid white. For a while, no one had seen him but me. My bff started calling him Harvey and accusing me of imagining him. Well, since then, a number of people have seen Harvey and I even got a picture of him. So there! HA!

Ain't he cute?

Ok. On to menus.

Monday: Rabbit stew.......HA just kiddin. I couldn't get rid of sweet Harvey.

Monday: Stromboli (that I didn't cook last Friday)

Tuesday: Pork roast, rice and gravy, corn and green beans.....yawn.

Wednesday: Clean out the fridge night since we have plans with the family on Friday.

Thursday: Dinner with my Aunt and other family

Friday: Dinner on the town with the family.

Hope ya'll have a great week! Chat with ya later....