Friday, August 15, 2014

Friday Letters

It’s Friday. Time to write some letters…

Dear Boss#1: You’ve been amazing while Boss#2 has been gone. You’ve fought for me time and time again. And I appreciate it. It doesn’t go unnoticed, I promise.

Dear Pur Water Filter: Even though SS has made some adjustments to you so you won’t spray all over my kitchen, I still hate you.

Dear Jeffy: I miss my car buddy. When SS and I were at your house that day to pick up the compressor, I wanted to stay and watch/help you work on the ‘stang. Maybe I can do that soon? For a bit? I just miss doing car stuff with you. It was always fun and I don’t do that stuff anymore.

Dear Trainers headed to Palm Springs: Be careful. It’s hot out there right now, and you’ve got a lot of work to do with that Boxer of ours. Be good to him. And keep him cool.

Dear Sis & Squid: I had such a blast last weekend with our cousin in town. I’m happy you guys were able to hang out and it was a family event. Twice! Great times. Now we do it one more time next weekend when the rest of the family is in town. Yay.

Dear SS: I’m anxious to attend our first wedding together. Although I’m unsure about what to wear, it’ll be fun. We’ll have a blast and remember it forever. xo

Monday, August 4, 2014

Weeds.

Did you watch this show? It was on for EIGHT seasons starting in 2005.

I had never even heard of this show until I met SS. He once mentioned it to me when I told him I watch Orange Is The New Black, and when I asked other people about it, everyone knew what I was talking about. Was I living under a rock? Just because I hadn’t had the Showtime channel in years, didn’t mean I shouldn’t have at least heard about it. But I hadn’t.

So, I went ahead and watched the first season. Immediately, I was hooked. The cast was fantastic. Hilarious even. I can definitely understand why this went so many seasons. It’s great.

I went ahead and downloaded all eight seasons, and right now, I’m just about to finish season SEVEN. I know it’ll be over soon, but I’m not ready for that. I’m not ready for Nancy Botwin to leave my living room. She’s too entertaining.

-Until next time….

Monday Activity

It’s Monday once again, and that means it’s time to do something fun.

Today, we went Bowling. RJ wanted to get out of the house, so out we went. ‘Twas fun. Wasn’t crowded, which is my most favorite thing about going on a week day. Once he goes back to school, we won’t be able to do that. Drat.

Looking forward to doing something next week that doesn’t cost half my paycheck.

Friday, August 1, 2014

When I start to complain…

…I have to remember this….

 

Sounds like life to me.
It ain’t no fantasy.
It’s just a common case of every day reality.
Man I know it’s tough
but you gotta suck it up.
To hear you talk you’re caught up in some tragedy.
It sounds like life to me.
-Darryl Worley

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Let’s Talk NASCAR

 

This year has been interesting. Ups. Downs. Penalties. Suspensions. And we’re only half way through the season.

Denny Hamlin: Whoa at the penalties handed down to Hamlin and his #11 FedEx team. For me, it’s hard to believe that the problems weren’t noticed in any of the pre race inspections, but who the hell am I to talk? I miss things all the time. Just not when it comes to my job. I’d like to see Hamlin come back and kick ass the rest of the season, winning several more races, but let’s face it, that’s not likely. Especially when KB is in the way. ;-)

Mark Martin: He’s going back to Roush! I’m so happy to hear this. Roush is exactly where Mark belongs. I hated when he left there in 2006. It felt wrong, but because I liked Mark, I supported his decision. I even bought memorabilia that proudly displayed the Army #01 logos. When he moved to Hendrick Motorsports in 2008, I was disappointed. I’m not a Hendrick fan, and so thus began my search for a new favorite NASCAR driver.

Jeff Gordon: This boy still has it. Especially at Indy. I remember back in 1999, when I was living in Corpus Christi, TX, Jeff Gordon and his #24 Dupont car showed up at a gas station. The X and I had been driving around and it caught our attention. The X made a u-turn, and we went to check it out. I wasn’t into NASCAR then like I am now, but I do remember thinking it was kind of strange that he didn’t have a huge crowd around him. In fact, we were the ONLY people at the gas station, not getting gas. It was weird. He signed the photo of him he was giving out, and we went on our way. Maybe people didn’t like him back then?

Carl Edwards: Leaving Roush Fenway Racing. All I have to say to that is IT’S ABOUT TIME, CARL! For several years now, I’ve wondered what has become of Carl Edwards. I support him because he drives for Aflac, and we provide Aflac with the duck, so naturally, when the duck is with Carl, we’re fans. However, now that he won’t be playing with the duck, I’m not sure how much support I can show for him. With the latest talk being about him moving to JGR, I can’t help but feel like I have to support him. Hopefully we’ll see some great things from him next year. Hopefully.

That’s it for today. More NASCAR later.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Friday Letters

It’s Friday. Time to write some letters…

Dear Boss#2 : You’ve been gone for a month. I hope you’re enjoying your overseas vacation. We kind of miss you around The Ranch, though. Hurry back.

Dear SS’s Daughter : You go back to Arizona tomorrow, and I’d be lying if I said I was happy about that. Oh how I wish you lived here with us. ;-)

Dear Pur : I dislike your faucet filter. It’s annoying.

Dear Sis : I totally get that you want to move out of Cali. I hate it here too and want to move. I just wish you weren’t thinking about going NOW. I can’t move now, so that makes it so much harder to think about going through my every day life without my only sister. And it makes me want to cry. I will still support wherever you decide.

Dear SS : You’re a good sport. About everything. Thank you.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Workout: Part 2

Ever since SS and I finished the June exercises we were doing, I’ve felt a little off. Like something is missing from my every day activities. It’s weird, considering I didn’t really enjoy it. I more or less looked at it as something I had to do. It was just another thing I had to get done every day.

Sis is in full exercise mode because she’s tired of being overweight. I don’t have that problem, and my skinny size 3 jeans prove it, yet I still feel like I need to do something. While we were out of town this past weekend, I did a bunch of running. We ran up hills, and down hills. We ran in dirt, and on sidewalks. We ran, and ran, and ran. On vacation. And it felt great. The air was clean and not full of Los Angeles smog, so it was easy to just breath through the pain and keep going.

Now that I’m back home and SS’s daughter is going back to Arizona this weekend, I can get back into a normal routine. It’s so hard to keep a routine when all I want to do is play in the pool and hang out at the beach……

 

Here’s to a bunch more exercising! And maybe the loss of a few more pounds. (Like I really need that…)

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Pur Water Filter–Product Review

When we moved into this house, I was buying case after case of bottled water, much to SS’s dissatisfaction. I took one with me everywhere I went.

A few months later, I finally gave in to SS’s constant nagging about bottled water, and we bought a Pur Water Filter. For the first few days, it worked wonderfully. No complaints. And SS was happy.

Fast forward to a few weeks later. This is what the water looks like when we turn the faucet on…. (water leaks out the seal). *It’s important to know that SS has had to tighten the black sleeve they gave us a number of times, but it still leaks out the sides. There’s no more room for tightening.

 

When we flip the little switch on the side to change the water to filtered, it sprays out all over the place like this….

It’s annoying. I hate it.

Pur Water Filter. Never buy this. Unless you want water all over your counters and walls.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

{Currently}

{Thinking About} All the stuff I need to get done now that I’m back from my mini vacation.

{Reading} The new NASCAR Illustrated. It came while I was on my vacay!

{Listening To} Weird Al Yankovic’s song Word Crimes. Ha-freakin-larious! And these other two…..I can’t stop laughing. LOVE IT!!

 

 

{Watching} A horrible acting performance by a woman trying to reenact a scene on Unsolved Mysteries.

{Thankful For} The ability to go away for four days. Mini vacations are awesome. Even if they aren’t to fancy beaches or expensive hotels.

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.

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