Saturday, May 31, 2008
Then all of a sudden my husband excitedly proclaimed, "Hey guys, look at that - those fighter jets are flying maneuvers over the beach!" He really truly thought the pelicans were fighter jets. (Hunter AAF is nearby, so it's feasible.... but these were clearly pelicans.)
The kids and I will never let him live this down of course.... and he will be seeing the ophthamologist very soon.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Anyway, so tonight we took the kids and went out to a local BBQ restaurant for dinner.
Our waitress was a very shy and sweet little thing and it became obvious very quickly that she was also hearing-impaired. So, we (and everyone else in her section) were very patient with her because it took her a little more time than the average waitress. However, she was extremely sweet, very accommodating, and ultimately, a very good waitress.
Well, this hugely obese woman sitting behind us (with her unruly obese children) was downright abusive to our waitress. So much so that everyone in our section of the restaurant was staring at her. This woman was raising her voice and berating the waitress for every little thing.... it was awful. And then, right before the b*tch left, she asked to speak to the manager. She told the manager what a lousy job the waitress had done, etc.
Absolutely made my blood boil. (I just HATE it when people are mean. HATE it.)
So, long story short, I told our waitress that I had waited tables as well back in the day and to just "let it roll off your back". I also made it a point to tell the manager that our waitress did a good job and that other woman was really abusive and out of line.
And then we left our sweet, hearing-impaired waitress a 40% tip.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
This is when we've decided to add the next member to our family.
Although we haven't selected her yet, we know she is going to be female and we know she's going to have beautiful mocha-colored fur.
And we also know she'll probably look something like one of these....
All the dogs we've had since the kids have been born have been rescues or otherwise adult dogs and our kids have never had the "puppy experience". They really want a puppy, and we really want them to have one (and yes, we really want one too... just LOOK at those faces!).
Hubster and I had a pure-bred Labrador Retriever when we were newlyweds (and we had her for just shy of 12 wonderful years), so we're well-versed in that breed's Awe-Inspiring Destructive Capabilities. They are fantastic family dogs though. Loyal, smart, and sweet.
I'm starting to get really excited. :-)
And I think our sweet Ruby will LOVE to have a Canine Companion to cavort with. It will surely bring out her "inner puppy" as well.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
- No car payments
- No credit card payments
- No student loan payments
- No mortgage payment
I don't know about you, but I could live on next to nothing if it weren't for all those stupid payments. I'm really looking forward to having those creditors out of my life!
If you're interested in finding out about Dave, here's a link to his website. (I think his website is a bit "cluttered"... so if you'd rather take a look at his book, Total Money Makeover is wonderful... has a lot of case studies in there of people who were upside down in debt and who are now 100% debt free.... and his formula for getting out of debt and building wealth, step by step.)
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
However, we had a GREAT 3 day weekend at the EVER-eclectic and ALWAYS fun Tybee Island. Pictures to follow.... tomorrow.
I have to vent a moment about my sweet Hubster though, and take a non-scientific poll from my female readers out there.
Question 1: Does your husband/boyfriend have to "break his best time" in getting to the beach/vacation destination? (And if so, what the heck is this about?) The kids and I are advised to "use the bathroom one more time" before departure, and he scowls if we bring bottled water into the car with us (because, of course, it will lead to the inevitable bathroom break, thus ruining his 'best time').
Question 2: Rather than set the cruise control at a "reasonable speed", does your husband/broyfriend insist on driving very fast and says 'I'll just keep an eye out for State Troopers'? (I'm honestly amazed he hasn't gotten a speeding ticket in several years.....)
Question 3: This actually ties back in to question #1, but Hubster insists on departing Atlanta at night, when there is less traffic. He is extremely methodical about this. We stop at the same gas station on the way out - he fills up, goes inside and buys two Red Bulls, drinks them immediately, and we're OFF (breaking the Land-Speed record, remember?) Once the Red Bulls kick in, he wants to listen to "speed metal" on his satellite radio. (Metallica and Motorhead just really aren't my cup of tea.... LOL.)
So, girls ... is this 'par for the course' for your men-folk out there, or is my husband simply one of nature's anomalies?
(Dare I even ask.....???)
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
I wouldn't live in a place like this, even if I DID have the money.
Totally pretentious and over the top.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Seems awfully early but today was it. We just got back from the "End of School" neighborhood pool party - they had a DJ, pizza, games, cake, etc. The kids were WILD. Some of the parents were, too.
And now my daughter has SOMEHOW finagled her way into having FIVE of her wild little friends over to spend the night. Yes, on a Wednesday night. Yes, my husband and I both have to work tomorrow. (What was I thinking??)
And YES, tonight is the finale of "American Idol" so there will be MUCH squealing and drama in my home.
However, it will be fun.
I love the energy that kids bring when a whole herd of them is over at the house. Reminds me of when I was their age, and didn't have a care in the world. Right now they're painting each other's nails and discussing David Archuleta's "cuteness"... and Hubster is downstairs making hotdogs, hamburgers and home-made mac & cheese. :-)
1. My 10 yr old daughter to my 12 yr old son ... "Obama has almost enough delicates to beat Hillary." (My son didn't respond. I'm sure he was beyond puzzled. I was giggling quietly in the front seat while driving.)
2. My son to my daughter - they were both complaining about how I (the Mean Mom) won't let them listen to rap because of the bad GRAMMAR. !?! (I soon realized where this thought came from... I had previously explained to them that I'm not crazy about the language that most rappers use.) Somehow they thought I meant grammar. (Yes, that's me..... when I hear Jay-Z start off a rhyme with a grammatical error, it just makes me see RED. )
So silly, those kids. :-)
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
I realize that in not much time at all they'll both be grown, gone and living their own lives. Feeling very pensive this morning.... can you tell? :-)
Luckily, my kids have always been best friends. They were born so close together and have always been each other's favorite playmate. I hope that closeness continues into their adult years.
Below are two photos - one was taken on Mother's Day of this year..... and then the second was taken about 9 years ago (J would have been about 3, and S would have been about 18 month).
It literally feels like about 6 months time has passed between these two photos.
Monday, May 19, 2008
But, my conscience told me to get my lazy self up and go, and I'm really glad I did. The message was incredibly powerful. It was, basically, about approaching the rest of your life as though you were dying (which, of course, we all ARE.... although we seldom look at it that way).
Think about it though. Each of us have a finite amount of time on the planet. For instance, I'm 40 years old and in very good health. I may very well live to be 100. Or, I could get hit by a bus and be dead tomorrow.
Am I living my life as though each day were a gift? Am I loving fully? Am I repairing those relationships that have been strained? (And really, while we're on that subject.... does it matter WHOSE fault it was in the first place.....? Really???)
I would challenge you, gentle reader, to approach the rest of your life with the attitude that every day should COUNT. Life is fleeting and precious. Don't let it pass by while you're busy making other plans.
Here's a link to the message Dr. Maxwell gave if you want to listen to it online. It was absolutely wonderful.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Below is a link to a great article I found online while surfing. (Can you hear the Beach Boys tune in the background? "Little surfer, little surfer girl...." sorry, couldn't resist.)
Anyway, this article is really quite good. It's written by James Choi who is a Professor of Finance at Yale. It's well-written, intelligent, articulate, and definitely worth reading.
Over the past week, I've had a computer technician install a new hard drive in my Dell computer which is only 3 months old and which has had problem after problem since I received it in February (I have a sneaking suspicion this computer either fell off the truck in shipment, or perhaps fell down a flight of stairs at the Dell factory.... ). Either way, I believe I'm stuck with a lemon, however Dell paid for the new hard drive, so we'll see.....
And then today I've been on the phone with the Earthlink help desk twice (and it's only 10 AM) because my email has suddenly stopped working. This is a BIG problem for me, considering about 75% of my work communications are done via email.
And guess what. The Earthlink tech guys were stumped (this is always a bit troubling.... )
Times like this I really miss the "old" workplace that I entered when I first got out of college in 1990.... email didn't exist; faxes were a rarity; no one had cell phones; and people still took "paper messages" if you weren't at your desk.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
So, I'm walking towards the register with my armfull of Stuff and out of the corner of my eye I spy bathing suits. Not just normal bathing suits, but surprisingly cute bathing suits. So, I amble over to take a look. It just so happens they have my size. I check out the price. Quite reasonable. So, I look around and find a place to "hide" my toothpaste, paper towels, light bulbs and bananas (because you never know who might MAKE OFF with such a bounteous treasure...) and I go and try on a selection of about 6 of these surprisingly cute bathing suits.
In the dressing room was where "how I look in my imagination" met "how I look in reality". Apparently in my imagination I'm still the svelte, really cute young thing I was in my mid 20's. In reality I'm a 40 year old woman who has given birth twice, who rarely exercises and who eats, more or less, whatever the heck I want.
To say I was "humbled" in the dressing room is an understatement. (I'm laughing as I type this, though....it was definitely a humorous moment.)
Did I really think I was going to be transformed into Salma Hayek once I put on these swimsuits? I guess I was hoping that would happen, but it didn't. However, eventually I did find one I really liked. And, even though I wasn't magically transformed into a smokin' hot babe, I do look reasonably good in it.
All in all, a good outing (and a Major Reality Check) at my local Big Box superstore. :-)
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
This one (most likely since it was on Mothers Day) was about Parenting. I've been a mom for over 12 years now, but this was easily the best message on parenting I've ever heard. Right on the money, with lots of very sound, practical advice.
You can listen to the message free online. Here's a link to the 12Stone message page.... just click on the message from 5/11/08 entitled "Parenting" and you can listen to it on your computer, or you can burn a copy onto CD. All free.
Or, if you're not interested in listening to the spoken message, but want the written "cliff notes", here you go: http://downloads.12stone.com/studyguides/2008/ClassicValues/Parenting.pdf
Enjoy. And Happy Mother's Day! :-)
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
I have hardwood floors in my foyer and, up until this morning, had a house plant happily living in the corner of the foyer. Unbeknownst to me, the pottery my plant was in had a tiny little leak in it, so I've had a small amount of standing water on my hardwoods for a few weeks now. It hasn't affected a huge area... maybe about an inch wide by about 3 inches long. But, as you can imagine, it's discolored and the wood is kind of peeling and 'not looking happy'.
Any ideas on how I can remedy this? (Or even if I CAN remedy this?)
Or should I just put something creatively (and permanently) over the offending area.....?
Thanks in advance.
-Baffled in the 'Burbs
I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over the past year. Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel. I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels. I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed. I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore because lemon peels have been found to contain all kinds of nasty germs including feces. I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the
number one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose (although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot). Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans-fats I have consumed over the years. I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom. Yuck! I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing. Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time. I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program. I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish. I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward a n email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheist s who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans. I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwaveanymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise. I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army. I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda & Singapore and Uzbekistan. I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe. Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt. And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg. I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies! If you don't send this e-mail to at least 154,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...Have a wonderful day... Oh, and by the way..... a German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse. (Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late. )
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Still am... just not quite so "over the top".
I remember feeling this same way when it became clear how many HIV positive babies there were in Romania, languishing, alone and forgotten in orphanages, back in the 90's.
Absolutely broke my heart.
I wish there weren't so much sadness and suffering in our world.
But unfortunately there is. We live on a broken, messed up planet.
It's certainly not the way God intended it to be, is it?
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
He also talked about the deep power of prayer, and the power of his own mother's prayers for him in his life (which, being a Mom, really touched my heart).
Anyway, if you recognize him, that's because he's the star of the movie "Bella", which I've heard wonderful things about but have yet to see (but will be seeing soon).
I went to You Tube this morning and found the attached clip on him. Once you get past the first minute (1:06, to be exact) of squealing fan "stuff", and get down to him talking, it's really quite moving. He is way more than just eye candy, and is very clearly a man of faith (which is so refreshing - and rare - in Hollywood).
Enjoy the video, and let's all go see "Bella", and support an actor who wants to make a difference in our world.