Alrighty then.

Last night I was helping Cooper with his vocabulary words.

One of the words was concentrate. And variations of that word ... concentration and concentrated.

I was trying to explain concentrated liquids to him.

That's when he said, "Oh I know what that is. It's like old-timey orange juice that came in this little can and you had to mix it with water."

Old-timey?

What are you saying kid?

Honk Honk

Confession.

I used to be a big horn honker.

Major.

I honked at anybody who was in my way, who was going too slow, who was going too fast, who needed a nudge, who was stupid, who I was fed up with. You get the picture.

I honked on the road, honked in parking lots. I even honked in fast food drive through lines. {hanging head}

And, I don't mean just a little tap on the horn like "toot"...

I laid on the horn.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

I know, I know...

I'm not proud of that period in my life.

I'm reformed now.

I only honk as a hello greeting.

Beep beep!

Hello.

OK. Glad I got that off my chest.

Y'all have a honky day.

i got nothing but a picture of a bruise

It was a long, LONG, LONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG volleyballious weekendious.

It featured WINS. Yea!! And losses. Blah.

And the Captain's birthday! Woot!

I'm wiped out.

And my brain isn't working. At. All.

So I got nothing.

Instead, I'll just show you a picture of Jordan's arm. All hail the back row swagger.

Weatha'

Yep, volleyball this weekend.

In Nashville.

(Hey Busy Mom!)

Anyhoo, they are predicting some Auntie Em type weather for middle Tennessee during the exact time we'll be pushing through there. Awesome.

March. He's coming in like a lion.

Guess the good news is we won't knock ourselves out to get out the door this afternoon. Will probably try to get behind the bad stuff. Maybe we can ride the tailwind. And get there in less than two hours. Yes.

Right now, it's 5am and I'm making pasta salad. Don't ask...

I'm also trying to figure out how to get back over to a "not near my house or office" Target to get a bag of items that I apparently left at the checkout. It's got important stuff in it... like hair spray, deoderant and eye cream.

Shoot. My mayo is in that bag too.

{pressing pause on the pasta salad}

Gotta' go rouse the masses. Y'all have a good day. See you Monday!!

It was leapy

A summary of my Leap Day....

I realized that Cooper has been watching too much Storage Wars. He is starting to say "Yuuup" a lot. And use auction hand signals. The backwards head jerk. The pen point. The finger flip. Yuuup.

The Captain and I had a discussion about whether dogs can eat Girl Scout cookies. Specifically Thin Mints.

Jordan had another volleyball private lesson thing. Like a good Volleyball Mom, I shagged balls. For an hour. In a stuffy gym. Ick.

And, in the "What's the world coming to?" department, Davy Jones died. Snooki is pregnant. And, the Steelers are releasing Hines Ward. It's just not right, people.

Back in my radio days, I drove Davy Jones in the station van downtown to his hotel.

And, who can forget when Davy took Marcia to the prom. It was dreamy....

the ol' barometer

right now, I am....

listening -- to the wind outside. weather looks pretty stormy today. way too warm out there right now.

drinking -- coffee. of course.

reading -- just started a new book last night. an author i'm not familiar with. mystery thriller type. love those. i am still in major crush with my precious little Kindle.

thinking -- about the big tiger win last night. and leap day. and march madness coming up.

wishing -- the hotel we are staying in this weekend had a microwave and frig. no luck i'm afraid

wanting -- some jelly beans.

missing -- my daddy...

wanting -- to sleep until i wake up. no alarm clock. no reason to get up.


my brain is all over the place.............

Cue the waterworks

"Cooper, I just wish you could be my little baby boy forever."

"I will, Mom. Just in a bigger size."