Just a thought or two

<-> Ya know it's time to clean out your purse when this....

has been in there for like a week and you just realized it.

<-> My boss has his two girls in a private girls only school (think nuns, k?) and the little one is kinda a mess anyway...she's 9 and yesterday he emailed me this:
           So (insert daughter's name) just texted me that her homework
           assignment is to ask me what my favorite Bible verse is. What's my
           favorite Bible verse?
My reply:
           One of my favorites is Phillipians 4:13 - I can do all things through Christ
           which strengtheneth me.
My coworker's reply:
            That was the one I was going to say as soon as I got off the phone!
My boss's reply:
            Isn't that funny? We all three have the same favorite Bible verse.

<-> Do you ever forget, for like a nanosecond, where you are? I do. One day this week I was out walking a mile around campus at work all by myself and ...

I spit

Yep, just like a country boy on a tractor. I glanced around non-chalantly and breathed a sigh of relief. Not a soul. My ladylikeness was saved.

<-> A friend gave me one of those organic energy bars to try. Had soybeans and oats in it. I have to tell ya, when I unwrapped the thing, I was less than impressed. It was a brown conglomerate blockasumthin that was similar to what I've seen in poopy diapers. Seriously. My childhood mud pies formed in the back yard on hot summer days were better lookin than this thing. But I did the grown up thing and...I tried it. Ick! After the first bite, I felt like scraping my tongue and burning my taste buds plumb off. I immediately ran to find relief - my good friend Angela had some candy corn that did the trick. God bless friends (with snacks who are willing to share with a friend in need).

It's becoming an ANNUAL thing...the fish fry

Anthony's uncle caught some catfish and fried em up for us all. (Stop with your bottom dweller talk cuz I don't care, they taste reallll good, ya hear me?!)  Said he used mini marshmellows for bait. They do say catfish'll eat anything.

The men folk all gathered 'round the truck and trees... no tellin' what world problems they were a-solvin' but I didn't ask. Figure I'm on a "need to know" basis ... apparently I don't need to know.

The women pretty much fought over this little guy (what time we wudn't eatin, talkin and laughin). This here was his first fish fry. Him's little and sweet. Nicole, his mommy, is the one in the blue grinnin (out of pride for makin such a cute kid I'm sure) and she's Anthony's cousin. Yall know Anthony's sis by now... and yes, I got me a squeeze of this little cutie. He tried to talk to me and grinned a whole bunch. Babies and kiddos always love me. It's a curse I must live with.

I don't know why these two posed for me to take their pic, but here it is... uncle and nephew in all their mighty splendor of manhood and coolness...

Even Belle got in on the corn hole action - she'd jump for the bags. It was hilarious. A still shot doesn't do it justice...

Denise and I played a game against Jennifer and Janice... we were pretty terrible. We only went to 10 (instead of 21) and Denise and I actually won. Somehow...

Let's just call this shot "caught red handed" how bout? That little delight is red like Kool Aid, but kiddy drink it's not... that right there is what Barney Fife might call "mulberry squeezin's" or you might just call it homemade wine. Yep. Mmm hmm... smile, you're on Lyndy's camera (or as Anthony's uncle says CAMREE)  

Mikayla is only 19 months old and has enough energy for a room fulla kids. Whew! Sweet as pie and cute as a button though! She was lovin' on Sugar and Sugar didn't mind, not one bit. Presh!

This is.. we'll just call him Anthony's CRAZY uncle... he told Anthony to take our picture (even told me to put my arm around him) and I'll be dogged if he didn't plant a kiss on my cheek about the time Anthony was takin' the pic. Thankfully Anthony has a slow trigger finger. This is actually after the kiss...it was like time froze... 

At the end of the day though..... we made us some memories and had a real good meal. And that's all I have to say about that.

Saturday with our little buddy

Riley came to play Saturday. Full throttle!

He brought a game of memory cards. He had 8 matches to my 4 in our first game. He didn't enjoy when I got a match though. He also brought his cars and the cool race track. Fun stuff. And the football, can't forget the Titans football. Anthony would "hold" for him to kick. We threw it some, too. We were outside of course. No real ball in the house people. We don't have kids, but we're not stupid.

Dawson had a football jamboree so we went to that. Warning: if you take someone else's 3 yr old to a game people will tell you how natural you look, ask if you're "practicing" and tell you how that's what you need. Anyway, after the game, we (us and Christy & Dawson) ate Mexican. Riley calls it the "hola place" and loves to order the cheese quesadilla. When his plate came and he didn't eat immediately eat, he told me it was "caliente" and I said ohhh, ok!

We played with the Playdoh. Always fun. My creativity wasn't at its best though. Riley didn't seem to care. ;-)

We played with his puzzle, too. One side is numbers and the other side is letters but when you put it together it forms a treble clef. Very cool ! Riley was able to do it all by himself. He could identify every letter and every number (1-26) without my help.

I mighta got two stuck together and Anthony mighta got em apart... but not before a piece mighta broke, but I mighta had some Super Glue... Riley asked what's Super Glue? I said it's glue that's very strong. And I'm thinking hopefully MAGIC glue so Mom doesn't figure out we broke a piece of the puzzle. Oopsy!

Riley once again wanted to hear the Hawaii Five-O theme song. Then they decided to sing along with and snap fingers to Mele Kalikimaka... whatev floats your boat guys...I'm pretty sure it's too hot to be Christmas time.  

In the bathroom at the house Riley got up on the scales. He said I weigh forty zero. I said you do? Wow. He said yeah, why don't you get on it and see how much you get? No thanks!

Rounded off the day with pb&j - can't beat it!

Fun day with a fun, sweet, energetic boy.

Nuggets from the past week...

Random quote from Joey (Anthony's step brother) as his 1st grader awaits his nana for a trip to the movies: As far as I'm concerned, the world's about to end when they make a movie about the Smurfs.

I discovered this little treasure (thanks to Bridgett) - -

It's called CRACKLE POLISH and is super cool. If you haven't heard of it, you should definitely check it out. You paint it on over your base coat polish (mine was white) and the stuff just starts separating like somethin outta the Matrix. Wild stuff! Love it! It's like art on your nails without the salon price. Wow, that sounds good. I should be writin' their commercials.

I've been runnin a lot this week on toppa my gym classes cuz this week I had to weigh in for Weight Watchers and we all know I've been eatin' bad since vacay. ha! Thankfully I am right on target (exactly at my goal weight-yay!). And then one night I went to Zumba class at the gym with my friend Heather. This is a snapshotuvus from a few back...

Heather's COOL! And she's getting hitched. Told me via text. But I forgave her. Cuz I'm a good person and we're friends. ;-)
Oh, and Zumba was super fun. I figured I'd be terrible, but the sweet little gal teaching us took the time to prep us for each segment. She didn't look old enough to have a driver's license or a menstrual cycle, but she was a good teacher. lol
Oh, and did I mention she did the entire one hour class in knee high boots, leggings and a cutesy shirt with her long hair down (no ponytail)... ahh to be a teenager again...

At work Angela had a wardrobe malfunction..er, two actually. First, her hem came outta her britches. Martha Stewart, er Brandi (her BF) was ready to meet the call of duty. Whilest Ang was gettin hemmed up she noticed a blobbasumthin on her white blouse. Lyndy came to the rescue with a Tide stick. Somebody get me a cape.

I'm stupid and missed out on tix to the Band Perry. Will check Craigslist closer to show time. Poo!

Went to the Barrel for lunch with my friend Kelly. It was tasty and the company was great! We used to work together at another place before this un so we been knowin' each other about 10 years I guess. She's a keeper! (She sweetly gave me a cute pearl necklace earlier this week. Aww, I don't deserve it!) And yes, going to lunch is noteworthy cuz I never do that. I'm too cheap and I'm always at the gym!

Twice this week I was given the opportunity to talk to people about FAITH and encourage them. Scripture came to mind and I was able to give them advice about conquering fear and overcoming Satan's temptations about doubting God's promises. Recently at church Dad had these little cards printed up for all of us and I shared mine with one of the people I talked to this week. She needed it! It says:

I believe I am always divinely guided.

I believe I will always take the right turn in the road.

I believe God will make a way where there is no way.

I look at mine every day and it reinforces my faith.

Gearin' up for a lovely weekend now I reckon. Tonight was date night with the hubby. Grocery trip and Krystals... we're livin' the dream. Be jealous, verrrry jealous.

Today's my daddy's birthday

That means a few several an undisclosed number of years ago my daddy was birthed.
Good for him! Being born is so cool !

One day he'll regret posing for this here pic lookin' all crazy... wait a minute... nah, he's fun that way... I get my awesome sense of humor and fun lovin' personality from him (hee hee) 
I could probably tell some tales on him, but I'll refrain from doing so as to alleviate any embarassment, shame and regret. As he always said, I brought you in this world and I can take ya out... oh no, wait... he didn't say that to me... that was what he said to my older brothers.

Here's a pic of Daddy with his mom. She birthed him. Yep, that little bitty woman had my daddy in her womb way back when. Thankfully for her, he wasn't so big when he was born. (hyuk, hyuk)

Happy birthday dear ole dad.

You'll notice the letters on this magnificent post are all in red, and that's cause I member'd that's yer favrit color.  :-0 
Love youuuuuuu!

Promised pics from the Fair... here ya have it.

Swingers...

the swings be Anthony's fave ride  

Once the initial shock of the scary ferris wheel was over...

these three loons calmed down.

See? It's all better now... breathe in, breathe out

Mental note: be careful when crouching at the bottom of the slide...

you may get kicked in the head (good thing I have awesome reflexes)

 Bryson rode with us on Vertigo, a super high set of swings.
Him was a little too short,

but the carnie looked the other way ;-)

We are (clap, clap) ride warriors (stomp, stomp)!

McKenzie was up for any ride, unlike my chicken hubby and young buddy Bridge

who both became woozy after a kiddie rock n roll ride thingy.

 One of the best things about the fair - fried EVERYthing. hee hee
(harumph) looked for the chocolate covered bacon
Christy claimed to have seen... never did find it

Bye bye fair fun. We shall see you next year! You're as fun as Christmas.

A shoppin' we did go

Last Saturday me and Bridgett Bridgett and I went shoppin fer a spell. We started at Ross and usually I rack up in there. Not so much last week. Found one dress. Kohl's had some essentials I needed (ya know, camis and what not). Bridge talked me into leggings to go under the dress from Ross. I told her I was too old for em. She said I wasn't. I gave in. Target is always a gold mine. Not last Saturday. It just wasn't lookin like it was meant tu be fer us. Chick-Fil-A for lunch is a girls day out must. Mmm. I'm gonna grow feathers one day, I just know it. Victoria's Secret had some nicety nices but I didn't buy anything (not a great sale). I bought my BF a belated birthday gifty of a VS gift card and two necklaces in Icing. Then we stopped off at Rugged Wearhouse (even though the young un was pretty pooped, hmm I can outshop a 23 yr old? w-o-w). Found some Express jeans for $12.99. SCORE!

That night bout 10 we decided to head south fer some doughnuts. We are so bad! Anthony and I made Bridgett CUHRACK UP when we were ordering. I wanted a lemon filled but Anth was tryin to keep it simple and just get a dozen. Then me and Bridge were sayin we ain't feelin the love for the chocolate glazed, but that's what he wanted. Well, I was tellin him I wanted a crueller and a lemon and Bridge was sayin get half glazed and half chocolate and the poor guy in the speaker was sayin sir, I'm waitin on yoouuuuu... Anthony told him "these women are drivin me crazy." Well as it turned out, they gave me the wrong stinkin lemon doughnut. I'm serious. I had to go in the place and swap it. Geez! I know you have three different lemon doughnuts right now Krispy, but I'm really gonna need you to get it right! Oh, and Anth called my crueller a cruller (like dull) which caused fits of laughter from me and Bridgett. I know he was ready to strangle us right in the car.

We had a similar predicament in Fort Walton and I still don't see what the big dealio is. The dang box says happy all around and happy for me is always LEMON. End of STOOOOOREEEEEE.

A late post...weekend happenings

Last weekend we celebrated with our good friends... it was my friend Lisa's birthday and we went to one of those places where ya eat and play... a new place in our area. It was cool. Riley had himself a big ole time playin' and playin' for sure!

<--------- Here he's plantin' a big ole   birthday kiss on his mom! I'll pause

whilest you say awww.

We headed to Maggie Moo's for dessert. he he he

I love it!

Alan (Lisa's hubby) and Anthony (my #1) were also there,

as well as a couple Lisa & Alan are good friends with, and their two kiddos....

Glad Lisa had a boithday... cuz I got ice cream outta the deal (and QT with Riley)

The night before, me and Anth celebrated the end of a work week (our first week back from vacation groan) at the local Steak 'n Shake. Lyndy got a kids meal so she could indulge in a shake...I'm on a bit of an ice cream kick of late. I got the orange dreamsicle flavuh and it was good, lemme tell ya.

On Tuesday night it's cheap night at the local theater so we went and saw Captain America. We wanted to see it on vacay but never did. It was good!

One day at work we were talking about marathons and two of my coworkers said something about those stickers on people's cars that have 13.1 on em. They both thought that was a reference to some scripture in the Bible they should probably know. I laughed and laughed. They didn't know it was a bragging rights sticker for those (crazies) who have run half marathons.  

That's about it I reckon. I'll post some stuff about this past weekend in the next few days. I went shopping with Bridge and did some other super fun stuff... won't spoil the surprise for ya.

The last vacation post (maybe)

I'm sure you're sick of my vacay pics. Sorry!

We made these in the sand...

Anthony helped, but it was mostly McKenzie and me doin' all the grunt work.

The kiddos got buried in the sand. That was fun for the grown ups. Hee hee
They were easy to keep up with...cuz they couldn't move!

I can't leave the vacation posts without tellin' ya a couple funnies on the kiddos. Lemme preface this with one disclaimer - usually the youngest kid has the most funnies. I'm not trying to highlight one more than the other. All the kiddos in our fam are presh, sweet and funny and we love em!

One night we went crab hunting (that happens in the dark, little did I know) and there was this huge crab we caught. It was so big it hopped right outta our bucket. Dawson got a lil excited and whacked it with his net trying to keep him from getting away. Killed him. D.e.a.d. Bryson said he's not dead, look, he's still moving. McKenzie said no Bryson, that's pre-death twitching. Ahh the insight of a 13 year old and innocence of a 6 year old. :-P

Anthony called Bryson spider monkey all week which would signal Bry to immediately jump down onto the floor (or ground as the case may be) and assume "the position" and crawl around. Funny stuff.

Anthony also put Dawson up to somethin... when he (Dawsoon) says certain phrases he sounds EXACTLY LIKE his daddy. It was hilarious. He did it all week. Anth is such an instigator.

If Anthony ever wanted to crack Bryson up, he imitated the funny talkin' French driver dude in Talladega Nights. "I will defeat you Ricky Bobby." Later in the week, Bry started tryin' it. It was really funny when he did it.

We learned (on the trip) that Christy can't swim. That deterred me from pushing her into the pool one day. That mean streak in me almost came out. 

You might be a redneck if you feed pork rinds to the seagulls off the balcony of your condo. Just sayin' And ya might be a dummy if ya jump in the pool with your cell phone in your pocket... Anthony.... we did not get insurance! A trip to Verizon was NOT on my vacay agenda. (sigh)

Bryson called the patty melt at Whataburger a PARTY melt. It's okay buddy, a burger like that deserves a party!

Bryson, McKenzie and I all got stung by jelly fish. There was one day they were really bad. The fellas caught a bucket plumfullofem. Ick! Me no like the creepy crawlies, nu uh!

One day out in the ocean water I had skidded up to the shallow part on my boogie board a few dozen times and I said shew, I have got sand EVERYwhere. Bryson (who's 6 remember) looked at me with a straight face and said matter of factly, you're just gonna hafta deal with it.

Anthony called his mom a banana because of her yellow bathing suit. I can't remember if it was Bryson or McKenzie who spilled the beans. She didn't wear it after that. He was just jokin!

Bryson had an "incident" in the elevator. Dawson, Kenz & I were in the pool but Bry wanted to eat a bite before swimming. When he came down, Joey stayed on the ledge watching as he walked down to the elevator (all by himself cuz he's a big boy). It was taking FOREVER. What had happened, a person had pushed all the buttons in the elevator so when Bry got in the little guy had to stop on every floor. By the time he got out, he was TOE up from the FLOE up. Came to the pool lookin' distraught, do you hear me? Even after we had been swimmin' a while he was still talkin' about it. Well that night he and Dawson rode with us to dinner. On the way home (this would be like 5 hours after the elevator incident) I noticed Bry was quiet...well I made a funny in the car about the "party" melt and Bry didn't say a thing. I said Bry, did you hear me? I made a joke... He said shew, I'm thinkin' about that stupid elevator. I laughed. I said buddy, it's okay! He said I'm takin' the stairs!

One day the boys were with us in the car and there was a restaurant we passed called Ciao Bella Pizza. Dawson said look Bryson, Chicago Pizza. They don't teach Italian in his elementary school. LOL

 Us on da beach

 Us on the deck uh the condo

 Us at the shrimp house

And us at Fudpuckers

One of our most memorable and fun trips for sure. Had a real good time and wanna go back ASAP!

Love ya beach. We'll see ya again real soon! If you wanna relocate to our place, we have room in the back yard!!!!

The ocean, big waves and boogie boards pretty much rock!

Toward the end of the week the WAVES were REALLY BIG.

The lifeguard said it was the biggest he had seen in a couple years.

They were big enough some fellas were surfing.

A lady who lived in the area said she hadn't seen them this big in 20+ years.

Either way, they were BIG! And fun to ride...

The grown ups may have wiped out more than the kiddos. But we weren't keepin' count. We loved it when Terry got out there...he'll be 65 next week but he ain't afraid uh no wave.

Lyndy's wipe out story: one afternoon it was just me, McKenzie and Joey out in the water. If you know me, I ain't one to hop in the water without holdin' my nose. Well as I said, the waves were humongo and they weren't even letting us go past waist high water. Well Lyndy got out a wee bit too far and I saw it, I saw the wave comin' and I barely had time to hold my nose. That wave flipped me and my face hit the ocean floor. Yeah. I was scared for what seemed like an eternity. I thought I could die out here, am I gonna come back up, I could break my neck, my spine...a hunnerd thoughts run through my poor little mind. While I was pondering life as I knew it something whacked me pretty hard. I bobbled up and shook myself like a dog after a bath. Thankful to be alive. Ok, so maybe I'm bein' a bit dramatic, but it did scare me. I had a red mark across my arm for the next 24 hours from the strap of my boogie board. Whew. Joey said he saw my feet fly up outta the water. Said a wave had knocked him down (his back hit bottom) but he kept going after seashells. Found a hermit crab and a snail. It died a couple days after we got home. Must not have liked Tennessee...

Oh and about 10 minutes later a wave slung me sideways (think ragdoll) up to shore...after that I was done with Mr. Fierce Ocean (for the day). I brought home a few good scrapes on the side of my leg.