Monday, July 21, 2014

Mini Vacations are Absolutely Necessary

This sunset, as it sat over Lake Comanche, brought me to tears, and I don’t know why. I wasn’t sad. I wasn’t upset. I was on a mini vacation away from any responsibilities at home. Perhaps I was missing SS. Perhaps I was missing RJ. Maybe I was missing someone completely different and I didn’t know it. Whatever the reason, it was beautiful. I couldn’t stop staring at it. I couldn’t stop clicking the camera in hopes that I would capture something equally as beautiful as it was in real life. This was the best I could do.

 

The next night, this was the sunset. A little different than the night before, but still beautiful. Trust me. The picture doesn’t even begin to illustrate how beautiful this looked.

 

The reason for my mini vacay, was to celebrate 93 years with this amazing woman. For 36 years, this woman has never let me down, never allowed me to get away with taking the easy road when it came to helping her, and always taught me that you can do anything. No matter how old you are. 

 

I walked out to have a Sunday morning smoke with my uncle before anyone woke up, when this beauty looked us in the eye. She was standing on a rock in the front yard eating the leaves off the trees. (My uncle hates the deer because they came and ate all their plans/fruit trees in their backyard/front yard. If he was mean, he’d shoot them, but he’s not, so he just complains about them.) I tried to get closer, but she got spooked. Thankfully there’s a long lens on this camera.

 

This kid. He’s seven. And grows too fast. He’s one of my favorite little cousins. Ever since he’s been able to talk, he’s called me Violet. No idea why. Nobody seems to know. Perhaps it was easier to say than Valerie? I think I might have broken the habit this trip, but we’ll see. Kids.

I’m happy to be home. Now that I have a home I’ve created, I miss it when I’m away. And it makes it even more awesome to come home, when I get picture clues like this as I’m headed home….

My house smelled amazing when I walked in. Chocolate cake. One of my all-time favorite desserts. And to know that SS and his daughter made it, makes it a million times better.

I love them guys. Winking smile

 

The Blogmopolitan Quiz

I think I did this once before, but not real sure if I ended up posting it. So, this time I am.

Found this fun little game over at Brittney Breaking Free.

Monday, July 7, 2014

{Currently}

{Thinking About} The birthday party I’m attending today at lunch. Boss#1 is turning 73-years-old, so we’re all taking him to lunch. Can you imagine still being active at 73? I sure hope I am.

{Reading} I’m not a big book reader, but a blog reader I am. So, currently I’m reading about how great pregnancy is for Stephanie over at Southern Mess, how much Amber dislikes Ginger Ale at Airing My Dirty Laundry, and how Perfectly Imperfect Jenn’s baby is. So freakin’ adorable. Makes me want another one. But shhhh! Don’t tell SS. It just might scare him away.

{Listening To} My XM radio vary rarely changes from the two country channels, so currently, we’re jamming to Brantley Gilbert, Justin Moore, and Thomas Rhett’s new song Small Town Throwdown.

{Watching} Since SS’s daughter is here for the summer, we’ve spent several mornings waking up to shows on Disney. We’re not huge Disney fans around here. Partially because I’ve never seen a more cheap group of people. Any time we get a call for an animal to work on a Disney show, the cheap rundown of B.S. we have to listen to, makes us roll our eyes and hang up the phone. Billion dollar industry, and they want to claim poor? Get real!

{Thankful For} The glass half full point of view I have been given. It wasn’t so long ago, that every glass seemed half empty. Thankfully, someone came along and showed me the difference.

 

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Happy Birthday, ‘Merica!

Happy Saturday, Y’all!
I hope everyone had a fabulous and safe 4th of July. And I hope people heeded the warnings put out by others, about their pets.

This panoramic view of our valley from the house, allowed us to see firework shows from three different venues. Along with any done privately by homeowners.

We did a few at the house. The kids had a blast.

We ate TONS of food. And there was a LOT of desserts. People are so creative when it comes to desserts. A talent I lack.

 

I still have four more days off work, so I’m in complete relax mode. Yay for vacations! I’m off to find some sort of trouble.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

This reminds me of MySpace

Back when the “in” thing was MySpace, I used to do a crap load of these things. And since I don’t have any creativity for this first day of July, you’ll have to read through this….

Happy July 1st!

1. What's a nickname only your family calls you?
Bones. It’s a nickname I was so affectionately given by my Stepdad when I was eight years old. And 28 years later, everyone still calls me that.

2. What's a weird habit of yours?
I don’t think I really have any weird habits. I mean, lets face it. I’m not weird.

3. Do you have any weird phobias?
Nope. Nothing that’s weird. I mean, spiders, heights, birds flying above you and pooping on you. That’s all normal stuff to be afraid of, right?

4. What's one of your biggest pet peeves?
Bad drivers. Empty toilet paper rolls. Spills not cleaned up. White spots left on the mirror from teeth brushing. Dirty dishes in the sink. Misspelled words………

5. What's one of your nervous habits?
Sweating. If I’m nervous, the sweat starts to pour whether it’s warm or not.

6. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
Driver side. Winking smile

7. What was your first stuffed animal and what was its name?
I have no idea what my first stuffed animal was, let alone it’s name, but the first one I can actually remember, was a 4’ tall rabbit I won at a carnival. He didn’t have a name. Perhaps I would have named him ‘Rabbie’?

8. What's the drink you always order at Starbucks or Dunkin?
I don’t go to either of these places, but if I did, I would’ get plain Iced Tea (with no lemon or sugar).

9. Which way do you face in the shower?
Both. Depends on what I’m doing. If I’m lathering up my hair, I face the water so my hair doesn’t get wet. If I’m rinsing the shampoo out, I face the back of the shower.

10. Do you have any weird body skills?
Ha. I refuse to answer this one based solely on this not being an X rated site. But know that I do it very well. Winking smile

11. What is your favorite comfort food that you know is bad for you but you eat it anyway?
Chicken Fried Steak! It’s a meal Stepdad used to cook when we needed a little reminder that no matter how far away we lived, home was always still close.

12. What is a phrase or exclamation you always say?
“Anyway” or “Whatever” or anything with a cuss word in it.

13. What do you wear when you go to sleep?
Nothing. My sheets feel much better when I’m not covered in clothes.

14. What did you used to wear that you thought was cool and now you realize it wasn't?
Haha. Baggy pants. Crop tops.

 

Hopefully you all have a fabulous first day of the month. It’s warm out, at least around these parts of the country, so stay warm, hydrated, and remember to smile.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Saturdays are better than any other day

Saturday Mornings. They’re my favorite. I wake up at 6:30a, toss and turn, cuddle with SS, and bask in the beautifulness that is my view from bed. It’s awesome, and I’m grateful for it.

A trainer friend of mine has some chickens on her property, so she brought me some fresh eggs. I’ve never had fresh chicken eggs before, and since I’m told their so much better than store-bought, I was anxious to try them. Saturday morning seemed like the perfect opportunity. So, I hopped out of bed and made breakfast for SS before he left for work.

He gobbled through them like he hadn’t eaten in two days, so I assume they were good.   Score!

Happy Saturday, y’all!

 

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Song for Today

In honor of my most favorite dog in the whole world, today’s song is about just that. A dog. And how much happier they make our lives, than people do.  

 He never tells me that he's sick of this house
He never says why don't you get off that couch?
He don't cost me nothin' when he wants to go out
I want you to love me like my dog

He never says I need a new attitude
Him and my sister ain't always in a feud
When I leave the seat up he don't think that it's rude
I want you to love me like my dog does baby!


When I come home, want you to just go crazy
He never looks at me like he might hate me
I want you to love me like my dog
He never acts like he don't care for my friends
He never asks me where in the hell have you been?
He don't play dead when I wanna pet him
I want you to love me like my dog does honey!

He never says 'I wish you made more money'
He always thinks that pull my finger's funny
I want you to love me like my dog

He don't get mad at me and throw a major fit
When I say his sister is a bitch!
I want you to love me like my dog does baby

 

-Billy Currington

Monday, June 23, 2014

Candles

Candle making.
Welcome to my Monday morning.

I opened up a box last week, and saw two gallon sized Ziploc bags full of these small little candles. I had been toting these two bags around everywhere I’ve moved for the past 11 or 12 years, thinking that maybe one day I’d pull them out and make something with them. Today was that day. Finally!

This morning after SS left for work, I decided I would put off playing FarmVille 2, and see what I could do with these candles.

The bags I had, were full of these….

I pulled the wicks out of each one of them, and had them lined up and ready to use at the end…

I cut all the candles into little pieces so that I could get them into the little cups I was going to use to melt them. The smaller the pieces, the less time it takes to melt…

Here’s all the little pieces in the little cups – water boiling…

Up close…and personal….with boiling water…and melting wax…

Melting is complete. Time to remove….

Fresh poured wax….with wick in place…

New Vanilla candle.
If you come to my house, you’ll see this one in the downstairs guest bathroom…

 

I made a total of four candles, of all different sizes and scents. They have to sit for 24hrs, so we’ll see how they look and smell tomorrow.

Until next time….

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Workout: Day 21

It never gets
EASIER
You just get
BETTER

Exercise. It’s something I have feared since the last day of my basketball season in high school. I took a basketball/p.e. class at the local community college a few years ago, but that semester was so much more about shooting hoops with the guys, than it was actual conditioning.

Sit ups: Today, we do 90. That may seem like a lot, but it really isn’t. After doing 130 crunches, going up to the knee, doesn’t seem like such a big issue.

Crunches: 130. THAT is a lot. When we first started, we did five. FIVE crunches. And I thought THAT was a lot. And they were painful. Today, I can get to 60 without having to stop. I take a 20 second stretch break, and I’m right back at the remaining few. They do get easier, but it’s still not easy.

Leg Raises: Look. When I first started doing these, I thought it was a joke. How hard could these really be? Boy, was I mistaken. These are just as hard to do as the rest of it. These are what make me break out into a sweat. Maybe I have heavy legs?

Plank: This is my favorite exercise. It’s hard, don’t get me wrong, but it’s the easiest for me. Today we do 80 seconds. And THAT seems like a really long time after you’ve already done 90 sit ups, 130 crunches, 52 leg raises, and 50 butt bridges.

Exercise isn’t something I’m going to get into full time. I’m not interested. However, Sis and Squid just signed up for the Magic Mountain 5K run. And since you get a half price ticket to Magic Mountain when you register, it only seems right that I register to run as well. It’s only 5K. It can’t be THAT hard, right?

Find your strong.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Friday Letters

It’s Friday. Time to write some letters…

Dear NASCAR Illustrated : Thank you for the surprise hat. It may have been written somewhere that I would receive this in the mail, but I don’t remember reading it. Which makes for a great surprise when opening up my mailbox. I think I like SS’s hat better though.

Dear Sis & Squid : You both have lost weight over the last month. Yaaaay! I’m so happy for you. Keep up the good work. T-minus 52 days till the Magic Mountain 5K.

Dear RJ : I miss you! Come hang out.

Dear Neighbors : SS had to come over and have a chat with you about always blocking our garage. Thank you for listening. It’s so much nicer to get home from work and not have to wait 10 minutes for someone to move their car out of my way.

Dear Crunches : You suck. By the end of the month, I’m supposed to be able to do 200. I’ve gotten to 120. Ten more days. Time to get movin’.

Dear SS : I’m happy that you’re enjoying your new job. Keep up the hard work and it’ll pay off. I promise. ;-)

Thought for Today

 

I am in competition with no one.
I run my own race. I have no desire to
play the game of being better than
anyone, in any way, shape, or form.
I just aim to improve, to be better than
I was before. That’s me and I’m free.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Father’s Day

“It takes a strong man to accept somebody else’s children, and step up to the plate another man left on the table.”

Father’s Day has never been one of my favorite days. The strained relationship my Dad and I had for over 31 years, forced me to walk away because it was simply better for me. In order to survive in life, I had to walk away from the poison that had flooded my head for so long. But please don’t feel sorry for me because I don’t have a father in my life. Trust me. It’s for the better. My life is so much more amazing today without him, than it would be with him still a part of it.

I used to hate him. I used to be so angry at him, that I used to wish he would die so that he wouldn’t hurt me anymore. Then one day he got real sick and was in the hospital. And I still secretly wished he would die. But he didn’t.

As the days and weeks and months go by, I find myself less and less affected by not having a Dad around. It sometimes makes it difficult to know how to interact with other Dads, and I sometimes get a little emotional when I see the overjoyed faces of those so happily involved with their Dad’s. Then I remember that it’s not a contest of who has the better Dad. It’s life. And everyone’s is different.

Happy Father’s Day to all my Daddy readers. You’re amazing people and deserve more than just one day of recognition.

Now go have a beer, Daddies!

Friday, June 13, 2014

What Do You Think About That?


I heard it through the grapevine
My new neighbor don't like my big red barn
A '47 Ford, bullet holes in the door
Broke down motor in the front yard
I got half a mind to paint a plywood sign
And nail it up on a notty pine tree
Saying I was here first
This is my piece of dirt
And your rambling don't rattle me

Some people care about what other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day
Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws
Got a letta roll off-a my back
I don't give a dern what other people think
What do ya think about that

I wear what I want to, overalls work boots
Crank my music up loud
Like to sling a little mud in my four wheel drive
Trek it all into town

Shot a little eight ball down at the pool hall
Drink a beer with my friends
Now don't judge me and I won't judge you
Cause we all get judged in the end

Some people care about what other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day
Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws
Got a letta roll offa my back
I don't give a dern what other people think
What do ya think about that

Some people care about what other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day
Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws
Got a letta roll offa my back
I don't give a dern what other people think
What do ya think about that

Say, I don't give a damn what other people think
What do ya think about that
What do ya think about that

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Workout: Day 8

It’s going to HURT.

There WILL be sweat. And tears.

You will want to give up.

DON’T!

It’s been eight days since I’ve started this crazy AB exercise. It’s hard, I’m not going to lie. It’s harder than I thought it would be. Yesterday, I actually broke down into a cry because it was hurting so bad. 

SS decided that just doing the abs seemed silly, so he added arm and leg exercises to the mix. So, in addition to the pain I’m feeling from the AB challenge in which I decided to participate, I also have arm and leg pain, which I didn’t sign up for. Hence the crying.

It’s day eight. A Rest Day. Thank goodness. I’m sore. SS pushes me. Thankfully, because when I look at tomorrow and see I have to do 30 crunches, it makes me want to quit. And I can’t quit. Because then I will have failed. And failure is not an option this time. I don’t understand when people say they feel better after exercising. Better definitely isn’t the word I would use to describe the feeling I’m having. It’s more of a relief. A sense of satisfaction that I got through it without hurting myself. Or dropping a weight on my foot.

But I keep going. Through the pain. Rep after rep. Lift after lift. Maybe because I know it’s good for me. Maybe because SS would like to see me a little more fit. Maybe because someone once told me I couldn’t do it. Whatever the reason, I’m pushing forward. I’m determined to make the after photos we take at the end of the month, look better than the before photos we took on the 1st.

Find your strong.

Camera Files

Taking pictures. It’s one of my favorite things to do. Sometimes I capture a great photo and get excited. Sometimes, I don’t and delete all the pictures I take.

A few months ago, I talked Jeffy into letting me borrow his Nikon camera. Nice guy, eh? Yeah, I think so too.  ;-)

The long lens allows me to take some great photos from farther away….

…cause we all know this little bird would have flown away had I actually been that close. Instead, I had to be behind the screen of my patio door.

And this little guy….

…would have never let me stand there and take his picture with a regular camera.

 

RJ. An official high school student. Wow. Where does the time go? Took him for a day at the beach. We ate steamers and clam chowder. ‘Twas exactly what RJ needed.

This….is my new favorite photo of SS.

I don’t know how long I’ll be allowed to hold onto and play with this camera, so I’m playing with it every day. I suppose I keep hoping I’ll capture that winning photo. That one photo that is better than all others.

Off I go, to keep trying.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Workout: the beginning

Dear Fat,
Prepare to die.
xo,
me

SS isn’t what I would say an hard core exerciser, but he totally understands the need for exercise and staying fit. I do too, yet don’t care. I’ve spent 35 of my 36 years being thinner than necessary. Part of it was done on purpose. Part, not.

Ever since we moved into this place, I’ve began using 10lb arm weights, purely as a test. A test of endurance. A test to see just how much I could actually lift and for how long. Shockingly enough, 10lbs was more than I could handle. After a single rep of ten, I was feeling a burn I hadn’t felt in a long time.

Thus began a ritual.

Every night, for the next few weeks, I did lift after lift. I’ve increased the reps over time, and continue to feel that same burn.

…2014 – where are you going?

We are just about to hit the halfway mark of 2014, so I’ve decided to go full force into a routine. Let’s make June, all about Abs!  Check out this calendar….

 

Looks easy enough, right?

Yeah, maybe for you. But for me, perhaps not. I did 10 crunches tonight as a test, and I thought my ribs were going to pop out of my chest, and my spine was going to pierce my back. Ouuuuuuuccchhhhhh!!!!!!!! Not real sure how I’ll ever get to 200 of them by the 30th. Do you believe in miracles?

Are you doing an exercise routine? Share your routine and maybe I’ll make THAT the challenge for July.

Monday, May 26, 2014

Houseguests

Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day.”  -John Grogan

Ever since SS and I moved in together, he’s talked about getting a dog. He used to have a Pit bull, so naturally wants another. I’m dead set against it, since I have 80+ other dogs at The Ranch he could choose from. Or, 30+ little ones (since we don’t live in a house with a large backyard).

So, other than Udon, the best Mini Poodle in the world….

…there have been a few others we’ve brought home.

One day last week, this little guy needed a home for the night.

Twitch.

This holiday weekend, this little guy needed a babysitter while his parents/trainers were out of town. SS really enjoys having him.

Jinx.

 

Stay tuned. You never know who I’ll bring home next…

Thursday, May 22, 2014

10 things you never knew you wanted to know about me…

 

  1. I’ve never broken a bone or needed stitches.
  2. I’m obsessed with watching Dancing with the Stars, and always dream of ballroom dancing with my future husband on our wedding day. Not likely, I know, but still a dream.
  3. I never read books. I have a bookshelf full of them, but don’t have the desire to crack one open and bury my head in it. This sometimes makes me sad.
  4. My hair falls out. All the time. It doesn’t matter if I’m brushing it or putting it in a pony tail. Either way, I watch it fall to the ground.
  5. I can’t stand the smell of bar soap. There’s something about it that makes my senses go crazy, so I force SS to use something different.
  6. When I type the word knowledge without making a mistake, I pat myself on the back. This word gets me every time.
  7. I don’t watch The Bachelor or The Bachelorette. I think it’s stupid to assume you’re going to find your soul mate on a TV show where others are just as desperate to find someone.
  8. I brush my teeth in the shower, so that the mirror above my sink doesn’t get those gross white splatters.
  9. My sisters cats make my eyes itch so bad, that sometimes when I leave her house, my eyes are itchy, watery, and puffy.
  10. I missed four very important years of RJ’s life (5-9yrs), but he still thinks I’m the best Mom ever!

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Mother’s Day.

Spent the weekend with my number one guy. And I love that he’s sportin’ my PS4 sunglasses and Ford Racing t-shirt. He’s totally my kid.

We swam. And made huge splashes….

And then SS took us to play on TRAAAAAAAIIIIIIINS!!

 

My Mothers Day gets better every year. And for that, I’m grateful!

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