Losing Marbles...

Awhile back, I took my Ingles grocery store key card off my keyring with the thoughts of replacing it with a much cleaner one that I had. However, I dropped the new one between my seat and center console in my car. I kept forgetting about it until the third visit to the store. I didn't like that the cashier had to ask the customer behind me if I could borrow their card... (geesh don't they have a generic card they could swipe?) So I was very purposeful to remember the dang thing this time.

I picked up the little card and also (low and behold) remembered to grab my "green" bags so I wouldn't have to ...you know....kill any sea gulls by using plastic bags. I walked into the store, grabbed my buggy, and started shopping. Not far into the store however, I realized that I didn't know where I had put my card. I searched and searched practically emptying my purse on the bread aisle. I was becoming pretty flustered. I hate being absent minded, but apparently I don't mind everyone seeing personal care products flying out of my purse on the cat food aisle or in the freezer section. heh.

Finally, I admitted defeat and walked up to the checkout counter. I explained that I couldn't find my card so the cashier tried to look up my "account" using my phone number. She couldn't find it so she gave me a brand new card and a form to fill out and bring back at the next visit.

On my way out the door, I looked down and .... Ta DA!!!! There on the floor was my stupid 1/2" X 1 1/2" card. Grumbling at myself I took my groceries out to my car. When everything was secure I realized...... what the crap did I do with my card?? AGAIN?

It was in with Marc's beer. Lovely.

Aw knots.

SO. We have a lot of knotty pine in our house, from the floors to the ceiling.
A lot.
Do you see what I see?


MosQuitO.


Moose


Beagle looking over fence...


That brown thing from the movie "Ice Age."


How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop??


Swooping Owl.... (there are many owls)


You ain't nothin' but a hound dog!!


Baby Seal..


Giraffe!!!


Dragonfly...


Beetle Bug crawling out from a rug!


Sperm and Egg. Wait! You're going the wrong way!!!!!!


Dachshund doggie! (on our bathroom cabinet.)


Here, puppy, puppy!!!

Is it just me... or do you see them too?

Nostalgic Salt Shakers....

When I was a kid, the family would get a big ol' watermelon, a pile of newspapers, a couple of knives, and some old salt shakers to take out to the patio at my grandparent's house.

I never really liked watermelon because it was always too salty.

Wait. You don't have to put salt on it??

Uhmm, it is good!

Sunday Afternoon

Well.......we made it pretty far last week...but then we ran out of flooring.
We knew we would need more eventually, and the man we bought it from said, "Aw, I can get ya more o' that. No problem."
So when Marc went to order more..... the man said, "Think they discontinued that."

Then he laughed.

Yea, that's really funny. Especially when your husband calls you up on the phone and tells you the same thing.
Then he laughs.

Anyway, the flooring is being ordered.
SO: Nap anyone???





Ah..... lazy Sundays.

But now it's starting to get on my nerves.....

This was our TV situation. *sigh*



I was used to having only two and a half channels to watch;
CBS and NBC were all I needed.
(PBS could be found only in the winter when the trees were bare and only then when we turned our rabbit ears on their side, propped up with a chair.)

But now, due to the powers that be.... (Gee, thanks ya big digital TV switch!)

We have nothing. No news. No stupid sitcoms. No reality TV.

The Radio Shack guy laughed at me when I said I needed some new rabbit-ears to go along with our new-fangled converter box. (It just doesn't work!!!)
Turns out it won't help us in the boonies.

(The Dish Network guy laughed at us, too.)


It wasn't so bad at first.

I actually enjoyed finding better things to do with my time.

And then I found that Hulu had NOVA,
and I was a happy (and slightly more intelligent) camper.

But then I became a little more desperate, and I bought a season pass to "How to Look Good Naked" from iTunes.
(Have you seen it? Carson what's-his-name is so FUNNY!)

And then came the news of a Serial Killer loose not too terribly far away from where I live. Hmmm.

Thank goodness that's over with, but I NEED TV!!!

I need to come home from a long day and watch the news, no matter how depressing it is. I really just need it for the background noise if anything.
As far back as I can remember, supper-time meant that the news was on TV.
It's comforting in a way.
It's like the sound of the dishwasher which to me is a relaxing sound that reminds me of my mom when I was still at home...

...Dinner was finished, the dishes were washing, and everyone would relax and watch a stupid sitcom on TV.

We had the day off.

We worked so very hard today.

But this is all we have to show for our efforts.

Stupid laminate. Poor busted pinkie finger.

But Happy Birthday to my sweet, hard working husbink. I love you!

Is it muggy in here?

This is the cabinet that used to be full of mugs:
Old mugs,
new mugs,
Christmas mugs,
ugly mugs, boring mugs,
and pretty pottery mugs.

Hmmmmm, now where could those mugs be???



Come on Thirsty, let's go find the mugs!


No no no, Thirsty, that's a tub, not a mug! Silly kitty.....


Oh, there are some mugs! Right there among the weeds!


Good grief my shoes are ugly. Why did I ever buy these things? They look like tires for your feet. Huh.


Well, would you look at that! Mugs are gathering at the steps of our pathway!



Silly Mugs!


and there is my most favorite mug (chipped, no doubt) in my dear husband's truck!!! Now how did that get in there???


Silly tub!

A Walk to Beautiful.....

Yum E.

Hey, Eric!



These were awesome!!! We had these for supper the other night, and I will buy them again. Yay for broadening my food horizons just a little bit more!

Beachy Goodness!

Just a few of the best beachy pictures from our trip to Emerald Isle with some good friends:



Eli, our friend's beautiful little man....


An egret in action....


A beautiful mermaid named Griffin...... created by me and my husband.


Storm clouds as I've never seen...... well, I think I was in the laundry room by this time. You know, taking cover. But everyone else was standing on the front deck enjoying the show. Not I.


My husband then proceeded to go after the storm to take some beautiful photos. Hmmm. Good job! Again, not I.


Can you see the tiny crab? It was smaller than my big toe!


Oh, my Jessa. I miss ya'll already!


Bye Bye!

Oh The Signs.....

Every night before I go to sleep, I'm a good girl and take my medicine with a glass of water. (Stupid blown-up thyroid!)

This usually means that by the end of a busy week, I have a glass collection in the bedroom.
(Ah, old habits die hard.)

But yesterday morning, my husband woke me saying, "Look at your glasses!"

After quite a few moments of wondering what he was talking about, I looked and saw what he meant..... wow.
How Random?

A living legend

Friday night, after a long, long, long, very long day at work, I reluctantly went to a bluegrass concert.

It's not that I didn't want to go; I was just super tired.
But it wasn't long after the music started, however, that my toes started tapping......
then my whole foot,
then both feet,
and then my head started nodding, too.
I just couldn't be still!

There's just something about live music that'll make you feel so good.

The first band to play was Darin and Brooke Aldridge. They were awesome!


I wasn't sure what to expect next.

But then, out came Earl. That's right. Earl Scruggs.


Now I'm not the biggest bluegrass fan on the planet, but doggone if Earl Scruggs is playing....... it's good.


I grew up watching the Beverly Hillbillies with my parents....


But to hear him play live was such a sight to see! Thanks, Earl!

with Grace....

There's a little bird
Somebody sent
Down to the earth to live on the wind
Blowing on the wind
And she sleeps on the wind,
This little bird
somebody sent

Light and fragile and feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful, the sun shining through
She flies so high up in the sky
Way out of reach of human eyes

Light and fragile she's feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful, the sun shining through

And the only time that she touches the ground
is when that little bird, little bird
is when that little bird, little bird
is when that little bird...
dies. ~ Jewel

June 16th 2006

You are dearly missed, my little Anna Grace.

Yippeeee!

I've often wished my life had a soundtrack....... this just makes me smile!



Thanks to www.crazyauntpurl.com

Have you seen this?

I'm still getting tickled!