My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

I's sick.

Hey there folks.
Well it looks like once again my allergies have turned into bronchitis. Blech.

Had to call in sick to work tonight and have a doctor apt in the morning. So here I sit with an unexpected night off and I don't even feel good enough to work on a project!!

I now have all the stuff for Halloween costumes and Christmas presents, now I just have to get motivated to DO them!
Gator decided he wanted to be a black and white cat
Sugars didn't care so she'll be a grey tabby cat
Sonshine, however, wants to be "a brown scarry tree"!!!

Geeeezzzz!!

But I have a plan and just need to sit down and assemble the outfits.

I did go to the gym Sun and made it 12 miles!!

So, my goal for this week will be to finish pinning my Mommie Quilt
Next week will be Halloween costumes and then the Christmas presents

I'm gonna try and get Thesaurus Thursday up this week so stay tuned......

Friday, September 10, 2010

September 11th.



















There were a total of 2,996 deaths, including the 19 hijackers and 2,977 victims.[39] The victims were distributed as follows: 246 on the four planes (from which there were no survivors), 2,606 in New York City in the towers and on the ground, and 125 at the Pentagon.[40][41] All the deaths in the attacks were civilians except for 55 military personnel killed at the Pentagon.[42]







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Friday Fragments


Created by Mrs 4444, Friday Fragments are bits and pieces of your week that are usually brief; too short for a stand-alone post, but too good to discard. Collect humorous observations, "Heard" items, and other small gems and put them together in a Friday Fragments post.

oh crap, I only posted ONCE since last Friday! and I wonder why my hits are falling through the basement??!!!!


To Sugars' Preschool teacher....
Me=Momma, you=Not-the-Momma, don't tell me how to potty train my child! This AIN'T my first rodeo people!!!!!!

and I quote "if they're in training pants that's NOT potty training!! when you want to start potty training her, put her in panties. I want this done by January"
give me a freeakkkingggg break!!!!!!

Of course if said teacher would take her to the potty MORE than ONCE A DAY it might help her keep those training pants dry!
aarrrrggghhhhh
Today was Grandparent's Day for First Grade, and Homecoming in my tiny town....
so, we......


Had Grannie come and read Sonshine's FAVORITE book to his class, Epossumondas by Coleen Salley.

Seriously folks, if you've ever known someone from Louisiana, check out these books! Terrific reads for children.


As you can see Grannie dressed up as Epossumondas' Momma for storytime.


Then when story time was over but we were waiting for school to let out she read one of the other five books in the Epossumondas series. Sonshine wasn't the only one who thought these were awesomely cool books!

At home while waiting till time to pick up Sugars from preschool we read another of the books.....

Then it was on to the Homecoming Parade!


Great things about small town parades....

1) chances are you know people on most of the floats, in the firetrucks, in the band, riding the horses etc...

2) you get a curb view no matter where you are on the route.



And, 3) special kudos to the two boys (about 10-12 I'd guess) who stood on either side of us. I've never seen 2 kids go so far out of their way UNASKED to make sure my little guys got some of each candy thrown. To the point of gathering it all up, then dividing it between their, Sonshine's and Gator's bags for them!! Y'all are AWESOME boys!!!! Made my heart melt.

of course, it was hard to tell the melting heart from the rest of my melting body...

Which is why number

4) is small town parades are SHORT! only about 20 min long! Which is all I cared for between the noise and the heat!!

:-)

What a wonderful day.

How's your friday going?

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

don't be a cow!

driving to and from work I pass a handful of different herds of cattle. The other day I noticed a cow and her calf eating at the fence line.

I wish I'd taken a picture!

Have you ever seen a cow eat at the fence line? Do you know what they do?

They cram their heads through the barb-wire fence and stretch their necks as far as they can while the barbs are poking their shoulders so that they can steal some of the grass from the other side of the fence.

Nevermind that it's EXACTLY THE SAME as the grass between their hooves.

Now, if you took that cow and walked her around the fence to the same spot that she was stretching to eat....can you guess what she'd do?

uh-huh, cram herself through the barb-wire fence to eat the grass that had been between her hooves, all the while trampling the hard earned prize of only moments before.


Why?

Because the grass is always greener on the OTHER side of the fence.


In the busyness and bustle of life it's easy to get lulled into a bovine mentality. In the midst of the lazy days of summer we long for the structure of school, during the full school calendar we long for the spontaneity of summer.

and there's always that desire that's just out of reach which will somehow make our lives oh-so-much-better, the grass that is oh-so-much-greener than what's currently under our feet.

Goals are a wonderful way to ensure that you're moving in the desired direction. However, we must remember to take an appreciative look inside our fence. Take stock of those wonderful things that lie easily within reach before we set our sights beyond the barb-wire.

and remember, "if the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, it just means there's a septic tank buried under there somewhere...." John Gray.

So, here's my reminder to myself:
Don't Be a Cow!!

Friday, September 3, 2010

fraggin via facebook!


Created by Mrs 4444, Friday Fragments are bits and pieces of your week that are usually brief; too short for a stand-alone post, but too good to discard. Collect humorous observations, "Heard" items, and other small gems and put them together in a Friday Fragments post.

I am working the next 5 nights in a row. ugh, the light at the end of this tunnel is a brunch on Thursday with a bunch of MOMS from church! yeah ladies!


shooweee, we walked a mile at the Heard Museum and Nature Sanctuary last Saturday. thank goodness for the 95 degree weather!! for the record, Reebok easytones are NOT good for trail hiking!!!


Momma, your legs are spiky! it has these little spiky things on it!
said Sonshine.


So far in the last 2 months I've been diagnosed with hypertension (July) and cataracts (Aug). Wonder what will come in September? Menopause???!!!!

For the record, I'm 35......