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2009-11-07T06:28:00.001-06:00

A peak inside my brain. Be very afraid....

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Just finished ironing big P on daughter's shirt. Will put black paint around her eye. She will be a....wait for it....BLACK-EYED PEA. Har.

There are six little boys playing with 294,120 Matchbox cars outside on my sidewalk.

A black cat just ran across the street in front of me. On halloween. eeeek.

A lot of good the extra hour of sleep does when my internal alarm clock goes off anyway.

Half the clocks in my house are pushed back and half are not. I have no idea what time it really is.

I just totally panicked. Thought I was out of index cards. Whew! Found one tucked away...Crisis averted.

World Series (Go Yankees!) + Monday Night Football (Go Saints!) = Perfect night.

What?!? It's only Tuesday?!?

I burned the roof of my mouth last night and it really hurts today. Just wanted you all to know that.

Feeling very suffocatingish.

A friend told me today I had the attention span of a gnat. Is that bad?

How dinosaurs became extinct

2009-11-06T04:30:00.000-06:00

Thank you Connie for today's hardy har har!

Happy Friday people!

Going green

2009-11-05T03:41:00.001-06:00

Photo scavenger hunt.....

Today's topic.....

"Green"

I have issues

2009-11-04T05:12:00.002-06:00

I went to the dentist Monday to get my crown replaced. I have told you before that I love my dentist personally. I just hate him professionally.

Monday was no exception. It went something like this.....

Walking back with Dentist. He hollers over his shoulder to the gal at the front desk to "Go ahead and flip the switch please." I say something like "You think I'm gonna' bolt don't you? So you're telling her to lock the door?!?" When actually it had something to do with turning on the switch for nitrous in the building.... OK.....whatever.....I know I have a star on my chart....

Dentist gives me novacaine shot
Me: "Oooowwww. At urt."
(i.e. "Owww. That hurt.")

Dentist: "Sorry. Sometimes the shots in the lower jaw hurt more. Just breathe your nitrous."

inhale inhale inhale

Dentist makes impression. I mistakenly think it's for my crown. I find out later it's not. Feel obligated to tell him how much I hate having that gooky stuff in my mouth. I proceed to make gagging and spitting noises once he pulls the plaster out of my mouth. It feels like he has sucked my brain out through the roof of my mouth.

inhale inhale inhale

Dentist leaves room to let novacaine start working.....Waiting for him to return.....Did I doze off?....Thinking I may or may not have just snored out loud.

inhale inhale inhale

Turn iPod up louder. Listen to Gavin DeGraw. Decide I want to marry him. Wait - I'm already married.

inhale inhale inhale

Dentist drills and jabs and pokes and scrapes and does all that other yucky stuff.

inhale inhale inhale

Dentist makes impression for my crown

Me: "Oooof ahreay ohn eee ooky uff!!"
(i.e. "You've already done the gooky stuff!!")

Dentist: "This is a double gooky stuff visit. The first one was for your temporary. This one is for your crown."

Me: "Hummmmph."
(i.e. "Hummmmph.")

Me: "Er is ool unning don hi outh. I ahn ooling."
(i.e. "There is drool running down my mouth. I am drooling.")

Dentist: "There is no drool running down your mouth. It just feels like it."

Me: "I ahn ooling."
(i.e. "I am drooling.")

Dentist: "No you're not."

Me: "Hummmmph."
(i.e. "Hummmmph."

inhale inhale inhale

Realize I must have been shivering because they have covered me up with a blanket. WHAT? Think it's weird they have a blanket. Wonder if they ever wash it. Start thinking about germs and other people's spit.

inhale inhale inhale

Turn iPod up louder.....remember that I love Bryan Adams.....I may or may not be humming out loud.

Me: "Iss he ahhhmos uhn?"
(i.e. "Is he almost done?")

Dental assistant: "Yep, more than half way done."

Me: "AFF AYYY UHN?!? Isss aht ahhhl?"
(i.e. "HALF WAY DONE?!? Is that all?")

inhale inhale inhale

Decide that I think The Cure is the greatest band ever.

Dentist leaves the room. Realize I am repeatedly asking the dental assistant what time it is. Thinking she is lying to me when she tells me it is 8:45 am becasue I am convinced it is closer to 1:45 pm.

inhale inhale inhale

Dentist finally finished. Tells me to come back in two weeks to get final crown put back in.

I. Can. Hardly. Wait.

It's Tuesday

2009-11-03T04:56:00.005-06:00

I know you are so impressed with my creative title for today's post...

First....
Rob & Kathryn found out yesterday that all of Tanner's testing came back NEGATIVE. His cancer was isolated and it had not spread. THAT, my bloggy friends, is God working. It is prayers answered. They are still trying to identify exactly what type of cancer the tumor was and determine an appropriate treatment plan. But, this is such good, good, news.

In other random news....

It's back to the Bronx for the World Series. Chase Utley is a cutie and has been tearing it up. But I still love my boyfriend, #2. Go Yankees.

The New Orleans Saints remain unbeaten. Seriously people. The SAINTS.

52 days until Christmas. Dear gravy. That is scary.

I went to the dentist yesterday to get my crown replaced. That is scary too. More on this later when I can talk about it without having to breathe in a brown paper bag. Seriously people....I have issues.

The moon has been full and bright and just gorgeous. The end.

When did November get here?

That is all.

Have a good day people.

Play nice.

Sweet Tom

2009-11-02T05:09:00.006-06:00

Cooper's assignment was to make tail feathers for a turkey. He could use anything. Fabric, paper, beads, etc. Anything goes.

Due date: Today. (aka: Two days after Halloween. )

Easy enough.

PS - The Butterball turkey hotline opens today. Gobble.

Pause

2009-11-01T06:00:00.004-06:00

LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup;

you have made my lot secure.

The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;

surely I have a delightful inheritance.

I will praise the LORD, who counsels me;

even at night my heart instructs me.

I have set the LORD always before me.

Because he is at my right hand,

I will not be shaken.

~Psalm 16:5-8

Twitter Blah Blah Blah

2009-10-31T03:00:00.000-05:00

I know you are sick of the Twitter reviews. So am I. And until I can figure out what I want to do here on Saturdays, I'll just keep doing it and we'll pretend like we like it? OK? OK. Ready? Here we go.....

I heart college football.

Fish + Grill = Yum

Son singing, "My country 'tis of thee. Sweet land of liver free...."

Monday Night Football. The end.

Didn't we just do this?

I want to ride in the Cash Cab.

Just watched "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown". Man, it takes me back.....

Twitter poll: Candy corn. Yes or yuck? (Yes for me. And I eat it in three little bites. By color. Because I have issues.)

Go Yankees.

Middle-aged white woman at red light singing & dancing to Bon Jovi was just laughed at by young, darker-skinned slightly hipper guy. {Ahem}

Dear Weatherman: Feel free to use my sinus cavities instead of your barometer.

Cleaning out closets on a Friday night. I know you are so jealous of my exciting life.

My favorite Halloween story

2009-10-30T04:58:00.006-05:00

Like any other kids, on Halloween, Connie & I could. not. wait. to get out there and start trick-or-treating. We would practically INHALE our dinner so we could hit the streets. After dinner, Mom would stay home to answer the door for our own trick-or-treaters. Daddy would accompany us on our candy seeking mission. Ever the dutiful Dad, he would stand down on the sidewalk while Connie & I, clad as who knows what, would trudge up to the front doors and do our Trick or Treat spiel. These were the days, people, when we would just go and go and go. From neighborhood to neighborhood to neighborhood. Go home, dump the loot and head out again. Good times.

OK, on to my favorite Halloween story. (At this point, I am betting that Mom and Connie are already laughing out loud as they read this....if they even made it past the title.....)

So here we go....Daddy, Connie & me. Armed with orange plastic pumpkins. Seeking chocolate treasures.

We notice a little dog following us as we walk down the street. Fine with us. He's just trotting along. Not really bothering anybody or anything. Obviously having a fine canine Halloween evening. At this point, we are not even in our neighborhood. So we don't know whose dog it is. But whatever. We're in it for the candy. Dog's not bothering us.

Connie & I go up to a house and ring the doorbell.

(Seriously right now I am laughing so hard I can hardly type this....)

(I can remember this VIVIDLY)

(Sorry, I digress....)

A man opens the door.

Right when the man opened the door, this little dog suddenly RUNS IN THEIR HOUSE.

Impulsively, I CHASE HIM INTO THEIR HOUSE.

I am screaming, "IT'S NOT MY DOG! IT'S NOT MY DOG!"

The woman is at the kitchen sink washing dishes.

(OK, I just snorted out loud cause I am laughing so hard right this minute....)

And this little dog starts running around her kitchen.

Once again "IT'S NOT MY DOG! IT'S NOT MY DOG!"

We finally wrangle the dog and get out.

Maybe the hilarious shock of escapade has caused me not to remember the rest of the evening. Or even what we did when we got to the sidewalk. Or whatever happened to the dog. Or anything. I can't even tell you what my costume was. But I can still - 30 something years later - see that woman at the sink with a dog running around her kitchen. Vividly. Vividly people.

Here's hoping tomorrow you get lots of treats. And no tricks. And no stray dogs running around in your kitchen.

By the Numbers

2009-10-29T05:15:00.001-05:00

8 ... Number of weeks 'til Christmas

3 ... Bags of stuff I hauled out of Cooper's room after I cleaned it last weekend

722 ... Number of posts on this blog, including this one

0 ... Number of games the Tennessee Titans have won so far this season

5 ... Number of inches of rain we may get between now and Saturday morning.

6 ... Number of runs the Phillies scored last night in Game 1 of the World Series

1 ... Number of runs the Yankees scored last night in Game 1 of the World Series (Yes, it was my boyfriend that scored)

295 ... Number of times I said "Good gravy" last night in Game 1 of the World Series while I watched the Phillies whip the Yankees

142 ... Number of times I said "Seriously" last night in Game 1 of the World Series while I watched the Phillies whip the Yankees

2 ... Number of days left until the weekend (Can I get an amen!!??)

PS --
Baby Tanner reports to St. Jude today for several days of testing. His family has set up a Caring Bridge site here. There is also a Facebook page (group?) called "Praying for Tanner Stallins". I don't know exactly how to link to it. If you are a FB'r, you know how to do that. Anyhoo, there remains a huge amount of uncertainty and the doctors are still trying to find an accurate diagnosis. Keep praying.

Boys will be boys

2009-10-28T06:12:00.000-05:00

Life

2009-10-27T05:01:00.010-05:00

See that sweet baby?

His name is Tanner.

He is 14 months old.

He was diagnosed yesterday with Rhabdomyosarcoma, a soft-tissue cancer.

I don't know all the specific medical stuff ...

And I guess all of that really doesn't matter anyway.

Because what matters is his parents were told yesterday that their baby has cancer.

And that's just. not. right.

Our hearts are sad.

"And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well...pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective." James 5:15-16

Pray for Tanner.

From the weekend

2009-10-26T05:05:00.012-05:00

A picture is worth a thousand words. And also worth a blog post. Behold! Images from my weekend.

Pause

2009-10-25T03:44:00.000-05:00

Keep me safe, O God,

for in you I take refuge.

I said to the LORD,

"You are my Lord;

apart from you I have no good thing."

~Psalm 16:1-2

Satur-Twitter-Day

2009-10-24T05:07:00.000-05:00

My week. On Twitter. When I do this, I realize how much I tweet about sports. And the weather. And how much I probably should be on meds.

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My Hogs are taking on the Gators today. In the swamp. I think I'm scared.

Seven year olds chest bumping after scoring a soccer goal is hilarious.

Hello Mr. Tebow. We are the Arkansas defense. Nice to meet you.

I may or may not have just screamed so loud watching this Arkansas game that I scared my dog.

If I were talking about it, I'd tell you how sad I am that my Hogs lost. But I'm not talking about it.

Anybody else think those Titans throw back Oiler jerseys are a jinx this season?

I am sad for you Titans.

Licking some envelopes and hoping I do not meet the same fate as George Costanza's fiance.

The early bird sees the meteor shower.

Just waved and waved to an unmarked squad car I thought was being driven by the Captain. It wasn't. {Sorry Officer sir...}

Annnnnnnnnnnnd.....the Yankees failed to clinch last night

Nine weeks from today is Christmas. You're welcome.

Randomville

2009-10-23T04:57:00.005-05:00

It is Friday. And that is glorious.

Here's what has been going on with me this week:

During a meteor shower Wednesday morning, I saw five shooting stars. Five. That's neat.

Do you ever wonder why we say, we are going to get "in" the bed but actually we are "on" the bed or "under" the covers? Oh, you don't? This is one of those things that I say out loud and the Captain looks at me with this look that says, "I wish I had never asked you out that second time...."

I am very busy at work right now planning a party to celebrate the 100th anniversary of our company. Just a small, close intimate event. Over 600 invitations went out. Eeeeek. It's huge-y. And it is consuming me.

Remember earlier this week when I mentioned the questionable call during the Arkansas loss to Florida? The SEC later apologized for that and said they made a mistake. Seriously?! And they have suspended the officiating crew. Well that does us a lot of good now doesn't it?! Too bad there.

The Captain's sister got a brand new car this week. Her husband surprised her with a 2010 Camaro. Which is kind of like my car if you mix all the letters up again. Cause I drive a 2001 Camry. See the similarities there? I'm telling you -- there is constant oooh'ing and aaah'ing over my car. It is sport-y!

This weekend features my driving the Mom's Taxi all weekend. Seriously. It's a bit nuts. I'll probably have to fill my tank up twice before Monday. And I've got to squeeze some laundry in there some where. And my family does really like to have clean sheets occasionally. Oh, and food. They like food. So I should try to swing by the grocery store. They really do not think marshmallows, Ritz crackers and Jello are a legitimate dinner.

This is quite the lame blog post. But I am beyond brain-weary today. I have lots of other stuff rolling around up there, but I won't spill it. You're welcome.

Have a good weekend.

More Cooperisms

2009-10-22T03:39:00.002-05:00

The kids were swimming with a little guy in the pool while we were on vacation. I asked what his name was.

Jordan: Brock.
Cooper: You know, like Brock Obama.

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"Can armadillos swim?"

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When experiencing some pain in his jaw (which was actually from those ear infections): "Maybe my moles are coming in."

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Singing: "Oh when the slaves....come marching in.....oh when the slaves come marching in....."

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Me: What do you want for breakfast?
Cooper: One thousand dollars. And a waffle.

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Cooper: Is today the 10th or the 11th?

Me: It's the 11th.

Cooper: Oh, our milk expires today.

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Cooper (who had Jordan's phone & her $5 bill): If you give me a thousand dollars, I will give you your phone and your $5. {pause} Well, I'll keep the $5, but I'll give you the phone.

Ahhh-chooo! Nooooo!

2009-10-21T03:11:00.001-05:00

I get so totally freaked out when I have to sneeze while I'm driving.

Seriously. It scares me to death.

And honestly, how long is a sneeze? Just a few seconds?

But still I flip out. Because my eyes are closed. While I'm driving. And that cannot be safe.

Anything ridiculous that you are afraid of?

Underwater adventures

2009-10-20T04:19:00.007-05:00

Who needs Sea World?

Dangerous sea creatures performing nightly.... in my bath tub....

Tah-dah!! A trifecta! It's the finale of the big show!

Make sure and check out the giant turtle exhibit.

Here is the handsome and brave AquaMan guarding the drain...
(I know, I know...I need to clean those bathtub jet thingies...don't look too closely at those...and please don't judge me by my dirty bathtub jet thingies....)

"Hi Gorgeous....come here often? I mean, excuse me ma'am do you have your ticket for the fish show?"

You do know that it's Cooper who plays with these in the tub? Right? It's not me. Really. OK, I may or may not play with the AquaMan sometimes. But only cause he's all muscley and has those beautiful blue ~~plastic~~ superhero eyes.

I'm quiet this morning.

2009-10-19T05:00:00.005-05:00

I don't have much to say today....

If I were going to talk about the heartbreaking loss by my Hogs on Saturday, I would say that they looked so good and gave Florida all they could handle. And I would say that the defense was politely, yet firmly, introducing itself to Mr. Tebow all afternoon. And I would say that there were a few questionable calls in the 4th quarter (that even the commentators said were wrong) that probably cost us the game. And I would say that I screamed a lot. A lot. And I would say that a 3 point loss to a #1 team favored by 25 points played on their own hostile home field is still a mighy fine showing. But I'm not talking about the game. (Wooooo Pig Sooooie!)

I also am not going to talk about the Tennessee Titans who are now 0-6. And they got their Tennessee Titan tails handed to them on a snowy field in New England yesterday. Ugh. Handed to them as in 59-0. Yes, that was the score. But I'm not mentioning that.

I'm not going to talk about my current season of being a parent of a tweenage girl and everything that goes with that. And that this weekend it primarliy involved being a taxi service to various social and youth group related events. Drive, drive, drive. But no, I'm not getting into all that either.

I'm also not even getting into telling you about going to a book signing for a long-time friend of mine. Who has a real book. Like a real live book. And how neat it was to see some of my old co-workers from a long time ago. And how proud I am of her. And also how I am a teeny tiny bit jealous because I want to write a book too. And I had an always-very-honest-with-me friend who recently gave me some of my own what for and dished it back to me the same way I apparently dish it to others, "You. Should. Write. A. Book. Youshouldwriteabook!" But anyway, I'm not going to get into how fun it was to see some long-ago friends. Nor am I going to talk about how I want to write a book, but am just a big chicken. (Seriously, though, check out my friends book over on the right side of my blog. I am reading it right now. Quite entertaining so far. I am very happy for her. )

I won't mention how we spent our whole weekend on the run doing a lot of different stuff. Stuff that involved books, soccer balls, race cars, dead people, teen hangouts, and purses. (Yes, I said dead people. That was Captain-related business.) And we weren't home much at all. And I'm not very rested either. And now it's Monday. And I'm still working on laundry. (And I may or may not be sitting here dressed for work from the waist up, but also sporting a pair of pink pajama pants with green turtles on them, waiting for some pants to come out of the dryer.) Cause none of that is worth mentioning.

Nope. I'm not talking about any of those things.

So, I guess I really don't have much to say.

Except peace out people. Happy Monday.

Pause

2009-10-18T06:20:00.000-05:00

"Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess,

for he who promised is faithful."

~Hebrews 10:23

Saturday means Twitter recap

2009-10-17T02:00:00.000-05:00

My Twitters this week were very tan. Just like me.

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Driving home in the rain. Bleh.

Home. It's sweet.

Cloudy and 55 degrees is NOTHING like sunny and 89 degrees. In case you were wondering...

Baskets of dirty laundry exceed amount of detergent on hand.

Today I will be singing "Facing Reality after a Weeklong Vacation at the Beach Really Stinks".

This just in....Obama watched a football game this weekend and now has been awarded the Heisman Trophy.

And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down so Piglet started bailing.....

"I Love Lucy" is the greatest show ever. The end.

Every time I try to balance my checkbook, I am reminded why I decided not to be an Accounting major.

Do you put on sock-shoe-sock-shoe? Or sock-sock-shoe-shoe? I'm a sock-sock-shoe-shoe kinda' gal. Right foot always first. I have issues.

That balloon thing would totally get an A+ in the science fair.

Just remembered that I have to go vote today. And fix dinner.

Going to a book signing tonight for a long-time friend. Happy for her. It will be a mini-reunion of former coworkers. Kind of nervous.

I need to lose 20 pounds by 5pm....

It's just a good story

2009-10-16T00:33:00.000-05:00

Watch this.
I dare you not to cry.

Mary Poppins would not be proud

2009-10-15T02:27:00.001-05:00

A day or so after we got home from the beach vaca, Cooper started complaining that the outside of his ear hurt.

In the first two years of his life, he had no less than 283,919 ear infections. So I kind of have some moderate experience with the ol' otitis media. And not once did the outside of his ear hurt.

But after more complaining and crying that his ear hurt ~~and my kind of blowing it off,~~ the Captain said we should get it checked out. Dr. Brother-In-Law said he'd bring his ear-looky-thing home. But before we could get to their house, Cooper's ear turned red. Like PURPLE RED. It was freaky. He looked like some Dr. Seuss character.

I diagnosed him with Swimmer's Ear. Did you know I received my M.D. from Google University? I'm very smart.

Dr. B-I-L checked out his ear and come to find out, poor baby has two infections - both internal and external. No wonder he was complaining.

Some drops in the ear for the external infection. Easy peasy.

A round of Augmentin for the other infection. Not so easy.

You would think I was making the kid drink two cups of elephant pee-pee. Good grief. It's only a teaspoon and a half of medicine. I've told you before how challenging this is.

It is painful.

It's enough to make ME want to take drugs.

Tuesday night was no exception. He wailed when I poured it out in the teeny tiny cup "Ohhhhhhhhhhh Nooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!! Not the white medicine!!!!!!!!!!! Noooooooooooooooooo!"

Then he got brave. And swigged the whole thing back. I was so proud. Until he just held it in his mouth. And stood there. And shook his head. And promptly spit it in the sink. Wrong.

Try again.

He would take a teeny tiny sip. Then drink some water. Then spit it all in the sink. "It's GROOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS." He said he would rather drink chicken barf or rabbit pee-pee than take this medicine. I guess that could be arranged if it would clear up the ear infections.

So finally we agreed that he could take a tiny sip. Then swallow. Loud enough that I can hear him. Then he has to open his mouth and show me that it's gone (like we're on Fear Factor or something). THEN he can have some water.

*sigh*

I have succombed to also bribing him with Sour Patch Kids.

Whatever works.

Two word challenge

2009-10-14T02:30:00.000-05:00

I changed the rules for this little meme. But it's my blog and I can do that if I want to. The original thing I saw only allowed you to use one word for each question. That was impossible for me. So I changed it to two words for each question. And even THAT was a bit tricky. But anyhoo, here it goes...

Where is your cell phone? Always handy
Your hair? Happier short
Your mother? Love her
Your father? Miss him
Your favorite food? Anything mexican
Your dream last night? Kinda' weird
Your favorite drink? Srong coffee
Your dream/goal? Write book
Your hobby? What's that?
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Almost 50 (?!)
Where were you last night? Finally home
Something that you aren’t? Size six
Muffins? Not tempting
Wish list item? New Sonicare
Last thing you did? Brush teeth
What are you wearing? Jammy pants
Your TV? Football please
Your pets? Sweet Gauge
Your life? Crazy happiness
Your mood? Serenity now
Missing someone? My daddy
Vehicle? Green Camry
Something you’re not wearing? Hate socks
our favorite store? Certainly Target
Your favorite color? Apple green
When was the last time you laughed? Always happening
Last time you cried? Last week
Your best friend? Knows me
One place that I go to over and over? See 28
One person who emails me regularly? Bing Mama
Favorite place to eat? Mexican anywhere

In closing...

You're tagged.

Peace out.