Sunday, November 6, 2011

Getting to know me - A to Z

Not that anyone is reading this, but here goes:

A - Age:  45.  I ABSOLUTELY do not feel 45.  I am (and this is God's honest truth) surprised at times when I have to give my age or I really think about it. As far as my mind is concerned (and most of the times my body), I'm in my 30's.

B - Bed:  Queen size four poster canopy. Lurve it!!  Trying to find the crocheted top to put over the canopy type.

C - Chore you Hate:  Putting laundry away.  Hate hate hate it!!!

D - Dogs:  Yeppers!  4 of them.  3 Yorkies and 1 mix (Retriever/Spitz).  They are the light of our lives behind the kids (4 of them also).

E - Essential Start to My Day:  Contact lens solution (I only wear one contact and can't keep that eye open until I put in the solution), then coffee.  Funny thing, I never used to drink coffee until about a year ago.  Now I MUST have it!!

F - Favorite Color:  In decorating, yellow.  To wear in clothes - for some odd reason I am drawn to white shirts.  Don't know why.

G - Gold or Silver:  My wedding ring is gold, but I generally like silver.

H - Height:  I used to be about 5'9, but the dreaded age monster has brought me down to 5'8.  Either that or I used to stand up a lot taller in my 20's!!

I - Instruments I Play:  Big fat zero.  Though I took accordion lessons for about 10 minutes in my early teens.  Then I caught on to the fact that any kind of social life I'd like to have in high school would be non-existent if I continued.  Plus it was really heavy.  I'd love to know how to play the piano though.

J - Job Titles:  Mom/Wife/Property Manager (for Homeowner and Condo Associations - 9 of them!).

K - Kids: 4 boys, 2 mine (Charlie 8 and Nick 10) and 2 of my hubbies (Tyler 17 and Kevin 19).

L - Live In:  Northern GA, Canton to be exact.

M - Make of Cars:  I normally drive a 2000 VW Beetle, bright yellow and I love it!! It's my Happy Car.  We also have a Ford Mustang Convertible!!

N - Nicknames:  In high school, I was Bubbles (honestly don't know why), Tumbleweed (my hair was evidently messy a lot); Other names as I grew older were Ter-Bear (I used to go by Teri).  My brother used to call me Tee Taw!!!  I absolutely hated it cause he'd say it like a donkey....Teeee Tawwww!!  I'm still plotting my revenge.

O - Overnight Hospital Stay:  Unfortunately a few of them.  2 for both my kids. I had placenta previa with my first son, so I was in and out of the hospital fairly often with that.  After the boys, I had a hysterectomy.  That's it!!

P - Pet Peeve:  People that pull out in front of me while driving even though there's NO ONE behind me.  Also people that drive SLOW in the left lane.

Q - Quote from a Movie:  A few!!  The two yutes!!  (My Cousin Vinny); Forget About It (very enunciated by Hugh Grant in Mickey Blue Eyes); Da Bears (Saturday Night Live sketches); Fine, Forget It, I got a thumb, I got a middle fanger (Urban Cowboy);

R - Right or Left Handed:  Right handed.

S - Siblings:  Two younger sisters and one older brother.

T - TV Shows:  I actually don't watch a lot of TV.  I have a lot of night meetings, so I'll watch some recorded shows like things on HGTV, but I generally watch what my hubby watches.

U - Undies - Yep...Victoria Secret.  TMI??

V - Vegetables I Hate:  Garbanzo Beans, the smell of cooked cabbage and brussel sprouts, though I've never eaten them.  Beets.

W - What Makes You Late:  Usually my hubby.  : )

X - X-Rays:  A few.

Y - Yummy Food that I Make:  Not much of a cook until my hubby and I got together.  Suddenly having to feed a family of 6 makes one a cook.  I love to experiment though and my family is very good natured about it.

Z - Zoo Animals:    Probably bears.  For being so big, they're very graceful.  And deceptively cute.

Now that all of my followers know more about me (all 0 of them).  I can rest easy at night!



Monday, October 10, 2011

Back To Reality

This past week, my hubby and I took off, sans children, to Virginia.  My oldest and bestest friend, Michele (we've been friends for 31 years) lives in Manassas VA.  While there, hubby and I had two days to ourselves.  We went to DC and Alexandria VA which he's never been to.  We took the train in to DC.  On the way back, we accidentally got onto the "quiet car" and got shushed for talking amongst ourselves.  Oopsie!!

The Capital

Hubby in front of the Lincoln Memorial.

Then on Wednesday and Thursday, Shelly and I took off to PA to gawk at the Amish shop.  We went to Bird in Hand, Intercourse and Lancaster PA.  Our heads were about to fall off, we were so busy looking back and forth!!  We both love the country style of decorating, so these towns with all their shops were like a first class ticket to heaven for us!!!  Of course we had to gawk at the Amish as well.  Don't know why but I'm fascinated by them.

Here's a video of our drive into town.  We're so pathetic, but we had so much fun!!

On Sunday and Friday, we all went to Williamsburg VA and then Gettysburg PA.  So much fun!!

We came home Saturday to some very happy puppies and children (his two older ones watched the two younger ones).

And on Sunday I did this:
Being in Michele's house and seeing all the loveliness on our trips got me inspired.

But now back to reality!!  With a bit of pretty thrown in!


Sunday, September 25, 2011

We Are Officially Rednecks

Friday night we went to a Monster Truck Show at the Dixie Speedway.  Something I NEVER thought I'd do.  Living in Georgia, there is always the "stigma" of being a redneck.  The South in general has that attached to it.  Though being from the North, to some, is just as bad.

Anyway, both my boys are in Scouts.  The Scouts said the Pledge of Allegiance at the show, so we sort of "had" to go.

I was SO not looking forward to this.

But lo and was actually kind of fun. (Don't tell anyone!).

First they did donuts:

They they jumped over cars.

But the best part was when the boys got to say the Pledge of Allegiance in front of everyone:  I always get emotional when the Pledge and the National Anthem are sung at events. I'm a proud American, albeit one with a red neck!


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Humpy Day or Wed Nes Day

When I was learning to spell the days of the week, I put the word (in my head) in a certain way so I would remember the spelling.  Wednesday to hear it should be spelled Wenzday.  When I kept getting F's because I "used my phonics", I resorted to the literal translation.  Wed Nes Day.  Wow!!  I was impressed.  I told all my classmates!!  Lookie here, this is all you need to do.  Wed Nes Day.  Maybe one or two used my incredible discovery, but the rest of them used good old fashioned "memorization".  Whatever, losers!!!

When I was in high school, I took typing (on a thing called a typewriter for you twenty somethings).  It was electric (good ole Ben conveniently discovered it when I was a young girl).  The teachers put a piece of cardboard over the keys so you couldn't "peek" at what you were typing.  (We were the future secretaries of the world after all).  To practice while not in class, I used to (and this is weird confession moment here....thank God I don't have any followers to actually read this) I would "type" my conversations.  Not on a pretend typewriter, but casually walking from class to class and keeping my hands down by my side, anything I might be saying in conversation to someone I would "type".  It was subtle, so no I was not "that weird girl who types when she walks thru the halls".  As weird as it was, it helped my WPM (words per minute) go up to over 100 at the time.

To this day however, I remain a rebel and I rest my wrists on the keyboard.  I know...I am OUT OF CONTROL!!  : )

So we're off to another day here.  10 days til my get away to VA.  I have a meeting tonight and tomorrow (I'm a community association manager for homeowner and condo association communities) and I have night meetings with the Boards of those associations.  At least having the meetings fills my days and they won't drag out like waiting for Christmas used to when I was a kid.  Did you know that time actually came to a stop in the late 70's right before Christmas?  It's true, because every December 24th for probably the entire 70's decade, time halted and EACH SECOND WAS AN HOUR.  FACT.

Am I rambling here or what?  I just don't want to leave yet and go to work because it's drizzling here and everyone knows with rain comes STUPID PEOPLE who insist on either driving 1 mile per hour (in the left lane on the highway) OR eleventy billion miles per hour.  Doncha hate stupid people??  Or really dislike them?  And what defines stupid?  Of course we all have our thoughts on this and our own threshold of "stupid".  We also all have "stupid" moments.  But there are people out there who are constantly stupid.  I seem to encounter these people on a regular basis.  The ones that walk in the middle of the store aisle REALLY SLOW and absolutely don't move when you SQUEEZE by them.  Or the people who, though there's NO ONE behind you, pull in front of you and drive SLOW.  Then throw their hands up when you honk/flash your lights/wave at them with your middle finger.

Or the people that call you to complain about living in a community with a homeowner's association (because you know a gun WAS held to their head to sign on the dotted line and buy that home).  Why CAN'T I let my grass grow as tall as I want?  Who are you to send me a politely worded letter to mow?  They take it personally as if the form letter which we send for "violations" is full of cursing/slander and threats.  It can't be more nice "Hello beloved Homeowner:  We'd just like to bring to your attention that your community's covenant state blah blah blah.  On a recent drive through it was noted that your grass is 5 feet tall and your house cannot be seen.  We kindly ask that you mow.  If you've already done so, then THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH AND MAY THE GODS SMILE ON YOU.  If you cannot mow your jungle lawn within 10 days, please contact our office and let us know when it will fit into your schedule."   It's really just like that....but the calls I get.  OMG.  They act like the letter said "listen you idiot, your frickin grass is overgrown. Go out and mow it you worthless piece of ***t!!"  While that's what I'd LIKE to say sometimes, it's no where near that.  So I calmly asked the screaming lunatic homeowner on the phone "how would you like me to enforce the rules in the community that you chose to live in?".  Usually they tell me to worry about the people that don't pay their dues (wow, really??? I never would have thought of going after those people...hmmmmm...why didn't I think of that?  Wow!  I could create a whole industry of people who go after deadbeats....wait a minute....WE ALREADY DO).

Happy Wed Nes Day ya'll!!  : )


Sunday, September 18, 2011

Odds and Ends

Hello ya'll (this from a Yankee born, southern raised girl):

Hope everyone is having a great weekend.  Hubby and I are on the countdown to our "get away".  Two weeks from yesterday, he and I are off to Virginia to meet up with my best friend (31 years and counting) and her hubby sans children.  Hubby's two oldest boys are "babysitting" for the week.  Kind of nervous, but they're both good kids and responsible.  His oldest is 19 and youngest is 17, so I think we're good.  Should I think, or know???  Hmmmm....

My dad is about 2 miles away so I KNOW we're all good.

While in VA we'll be heading to Colonial Williamsburg and Gettysburg as a foursome and then for 2 glorious days, my BFF and I are off to Lancaster PA and SHOPPING and then I think we'll SHOP and then, to wrap things up, I think we'll SHOP.  We haven't seen each other in over a year so I'm SO looking forward to this.  Her and I clicked from day one.  Have you ever known anyone like that?  We are so comfortable together and no matter how long it's been since we've seen each other or spoken, it's just like we've never been apart.  We kid each other and say we should just become girlfriends and get it over with (no offense intended in any way shape or form).  We've been to romantic get aways such as Put In Bay OH which if you've never been has been called the Key West of the north.  We've also journeyed to Niagara Falls.  Last year I went and visited her in Seattle (she moved to VA shortly after) and we made our way to Forks Washington (which is the home of the Twilight books).  We went to all the spots made famous including La Push aka First Beach:

Purty isn't it??

Anyway, her and I have been through a lot with each other.  Divorces, miscarriages, marriages, teenage anxst, you name it!!!  I'm really looking forward to seeing her again:

When her and her hubby are working, my hubby and I will be headed off to Washington DC. He's never been so I'm looking forward to taking him around. Then we he and I have one more day where we'll be on our own.  I'm hoping to be able to go to Leonardtown MD where I was born.  I was only about 2 months old when we moved back to TX where I great up (that and South Florida).

All of this sans children.  While I love my boys more than anything in the world.  And while I know I"ll miss them within hours of leaving, my hubby and I RARELY have alone time.  My boys are always with us because their worthless, POS real birth father never calls or sees them (are you sensing some bitterness there?  Hmmmm, I'll have to work on that won't I?).  So unless my sister and her hubby have the boys over for a sleep over with their cousins, hubby and I are always married with children.  While I wouldn't have it any other way, it's nice to have some alone time.

Anyway, Friday night was one of those rare outings.  Hubbie's youngest (Tyler) was with us so he babysat while hubby and I went to dinner at a charming spot known as 52 Bistro.  If you live in the Atlanta area, GO THERE!!!  They offer coupons on  We got a $25 certificate for $5!!!!!  $37 (appetizer, drinks and two entrees).  With the $5 for the certificate, we had to put out an additional $17 for the meal, tip included.  Regardless, the food was AWESOME!! The atmosphere, charming.  It's in the heart of downtown Alpharetta if you'd like to venture there.

Last night we broke in the hubby's father day present, a fire pit.  The boys and us roasted marshmallows and told ghost stories (note to self:  don't tell too scary ghost stories, cause the boys insisted on windows and blinds being closed, locked down and for us to check the room for hands that might crawl up the bed - thanks honey for scaring the bejesus out of them!!).  And I never knew my hubby was such a good story teller!!  I'll have to brush up on my skills.

Today is a lazy day...finishing up laundry, cleaning out my closet so hubby can finish installing shoe racks for me.  I'll be browsing the blogs and I think I'll drag out my rug hooking stuff to finish up a project from about a year ago.  My friend Michele (above) is an incredibly talented hooker (rug hooker that is).  So another bonus while up there will be to strip (wool that is) and maybe come up with some pattern ideas.

I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday!!



Sunday, September 4, 2011

Date Night Afternoon

My husband and I went on a date...but not at night...we went in the afternoon.

You see I have 2 kids from a previous marriage to a low-life, scum sucking, pitiful excuse of a human being (oh....was that my typing voice?  Oops!  My bad).  They're 8 & 10 and both boys.  My husband also has 2 boys, 17 & 19.  The 19 year old lives with his mom, but the 17 year old, Tyler goes back and forth.  This weekend is our weekend with him. 

As you may have noticed I oh so subtly pointed out how worthless my ex is.  He doesn't see his children on a regular basis.  He once went 3 years without contacting them.  Let's not go there.  Anywho...we rarely have alone time.  So when we come across a day where all the chores are done and we have free time....we grab it and wrestle it to the ground and lasso it up and put a rag in it's mouth so it can't holler for help and we GO FOR IT!!

Today, we went for it at the North Georgia Premium Outlets.  My wonderful hubby and I went to Pottery Barn Outlet and Restoration Hardware (MAJORLY expensive) and the Coach outlet.  I'm surprised we didn't have to purchase something cause I must have drooled on everything.

I was quite proud to see though in the Pottery Barn outlet, these lamps for $75:

And here's my $10 Goodwill lamp ($5 for the lamp and $5 for the lampshade:


Ain't it purty?

Now if only I can transition the beautiful white couches (of course not marred by 4 boys and 4 dogs) and spotlessly clean rooms.  Though I realize they don't portray a "realistic" lifestyle, it is certainly something to dream of and reach for, right??

Anyway, I'm thankful that my hubby is the kind of man who is willing to let his wife drag him to all these types of stores "just because" and he doesn't complain at all.

I hope you all have a fabulous Labor Day Weekend!!


Sunday, July 31, 2011

And Here We Go Again....

Summer is coming to an end here in north Georgia.  At least that's what the school calendars say.  Here in Cherokee County, we're on almost a year round school.  They get off June and July and go back the first of August.  However they get off a week in September, a week for Thanksgiving, two weeks for Christmas, a week in February, spring break in April and then get out the end of May.  Good schedule, I think, however my hubby feels otherwise.

See he's retired and stays at home with the monsters, uh I mean kids all.summer.long.  ALLLLL.SUMMMMMEERRRR.LLLLOOONNNNGGGG (he had me add that one).  The first couple of weeks, yay!!!  Good times!!!  Sleep in late!!!  But then, ultimately, the "I'm bored" monster rears its ugly head and, speaking for myself, I have done what I SWORE I would NEVER do.  Become my mother.  When I hear the "I'm boredddd...." whine, my natural sarcasm kicks in and I just get the confused look when I ask them if they'd like some cheese with that whine.  Sigh. (Note to self, you ARE dealing with children here).  Then, before I know it, out of my mouth flies the dreaded..."well if you're bored, go clean your room!".  I slam my hand over my mouth!!  Both of them!!  I can't believe I've said that.  I absolutely promised myself as a worldy, intelligent, know it all teenager, that I would NEVEREVEREVEREVER say things like that to my children.

I would calmly discuss with them the things they could do and then (camera zooms in on a peaceful, domestic scene:  Mother and father are playing a rousing game of scrabble with their teenage children, who, shockingly are dressed neatly, combed, cut hair (hint hint Tyler), they respectfully ask their parents if they'd like a refill of their iced tea and when mom gets up to start the dishes, they all jump up and say "no mom!!  We'll get those!  You go sit and relax with Dad".)  Bubble bursts like a professional gum smacker/blower and I'm left with children whose hair hasn't seen a comb in God knows how long, they've been in the same clothes all week, the idea of doing dishes is both repulsive and foreign to them, they argue amongst themselves CONSTANTLY, Scrabble would absolutely NOT be a game of choice, whining is an art form to them, they all talk at once and, before I know it, out of my mouth bursts all those things I swore I'd never say!!  "If you're bored, go clean your the dishes....clean the house...mow the yard...etc".  If I hear another word out of your mouth you will be grounded (except, I add my own flourishes on it such as "until the end of time" (mom wasn't known for her sarcasm).  "Fine, DON'T eat it, but you can go sit in your room for the rest of the night".

I hang my head in shame before you!!  I have become my parents.  But wait, don't we all ultimately "learn" from a parental figure??  Learn even a little something??  So maybe I can put a spin on this.  I've "picked up" some tidbits from my parents so maybe I can use those, but in my own "charming little way".

So when my kids tell me they're bored, I pause and then I say "Well if you're bored honey ( "spin") you can go and clean your room".  Kid: "But I don't want to do THAT".  Me: "Oh, so you were hoping I'd say something like, well if you're bored let's go to Disney World?".  Kid: (with a ginormous grin on their face):  "Yeah!!!".  Me: (and yes I'll burn in hell for this but it's fun):  "Sorry...not gonna happen.  Now go clean your room".  I'm giggling right now.  I am SO gonna burn.

But the kids ALWAYS manage to keep themselves entertained, so maybe it's not so bad.



Sunday, July 24, 2011

It was 8 years ago....

When my youngest son came into my life.  He was born via c-section and was supposed to be here first thing on the morning of July 25, 2003, but at 5am, the hospital called and said they had a huge amount of births that night and my c-section would have to be rescheduled for the afternoon.  I was PISSED!!  I was hungry and thirsty, couldn't eat or drink and was anxious to not be pregnant anymore.  So I defiantly drank half of a Diet Coke (which, yes, I threw up later).

Anyway, at 1:57pm, Matthew Connor (aka Charlie) came in to this world.

And here he is today:

Happy Birthday sweet boy!!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Something Sweet My Hubby Did

First of all let me start by saying I am MAJORLY addicted to blogs. Reading them that is. I've tried to "start" 2 blogs (this being my second) and I find it hard not only because I work full time plus have a lot of night meetings plus I come home and cook, clean, etc. But my "get away" (not counting my Saturday trips to the grocery store...yes that's my pathetic version of a "get away") is by reading blogs. Following along with everyone from Linda at Behind My Red Door to Cheryl at Tidy Mom to everyone's favorite, Ree at Pioneer Woman to rug hooking blogs to decorating blogs to cooking blogs. My husband sees me reading them and tells me "you ought to start one". But what would I write about? Who wants to read about my life? I don't do anything special. I'm not a decorating guru or a chef or an interior designer. My house is decidedly "undecorated" in most cases and constantly covered in cast-off plates, empty soda cans, 4 puppies in various stages of sleep, lethargic kids zoned in on the tv or PS3 or Wii. Isn't that everyone throughout America's life? (other than said blog hiearchy).

But then I stop and think...that's probably how Linda and Cheryl and Ree started as well...and now look at them. I realize that reading about their life makes me smile and sometimes cry and gives me ideas. So maybe, just maybe I might be worthy of that as well.

Well, my darling hubby (who I absolutely "under appreciate most of the time) "created" a web page on our email provider. It just melted my heart.   He does things like that because he loves me.  The one he started or created for me via our internet provider has very limited "page designs", so it can't have the "design" aesthetics that blogspot has. And I'm very materialistic and like "bling". : )

So here goes...I promise to try to do this on a regular basis.

I'll tell my hubby that I've taken his advice and started a "blog".

I'll realize that maybe...just maybe...hearing about my regular life might just make someone out there smile. Or, should I ever post a picture or tutorial about something I do...maybe some one will be "inspired" or say "hey...what a good idea!".

I'll maybe actually start to enjoy the outlet that this must be.

I'll actually post some pictures (once I learn how to do it that is).

I can post recipes too. I do have a few "throw togethers" or "concoctions".

I can divulge some of my dirty little secrets. (Do I have any??? I don't know about "dirty" but of course I have some secrets).

Maybe one day my kids can learn a little more about their momma and that she's not just a "mom".

Here's my New Years resolution, 7 months and two weeks later.