Good Mail!

Thank you so much to my good mail pals. I have received several happies in the mail this past week and half.

Tina sent me an adorable personalized notebook.

Jody sent me a cute card with $5 worth of gift cards to McDonald's

Kristin sent me some handmade soap.

You ladies are making me look bad. I have had some cards made for about a month, but haven't found a goodie to put inside. I need to get on the ball. Thanks again.

Friday's Feast #3

Appetizer

If you could live on another continent for 1 year, which one would you choose?
Wherever I could go and not have to learn a new language. I have a hard enough time speaking english. Also, I prefer somewhere warm.

Soup

Which browser do you use to surf the Internet?
Google

Salad

On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 being highest), how much do you know about the history of your country?
I can't remember anything, so I would have to say a negative 10. Just joking. I guess 5. Depends on how much common sense is involed.

Main Course

Finish this sentence: Love is…
unconditional.

Dessert

Have you ever been in or near a tornado?
Nope. There have been a few in the Memphis area over the years, but harsh weather doesn't scare me. I like to sit outside and watch it all.

Rachel's Hair

Ok, so I am not a photographer and these are not the best pictures ever, but give me a break. It was Sunday morning, she pulled out half the curlers and she was actually in a good mood after I fixed her hair. So I know you have all been waiting.........

Rachel's hair after the sponge rollers.

Our New Baby!

Don't have a heart attack. Those of you who know me, know that we are not ready for that.

Our new baby is this awesome playground set. We are going to have so much fun this summer.







PS-It was delivered and installed by Rainbow play systems. We order, they deliver. It was worth every penny not to have to worry about getting and building the set. It took two of them 4 1/2 hours. Just imagine a novice trying to put it together.

Wordless Wednesday

Other Moms!

Okay! I am going to vent to all responsible, respectable mothers out there. My son was invited to spend the night with one of his school buddies for a sleepover to celebrate the little boy's birthday.

Here are the following dilemas I had to face to even let my son (who is seven and a half) go:
First: Which house is this? Is it the moms or dads?
Obviously the parents are divorced in this case. I have met both mother and step-mother and have also seen both step-dad and dad. The story at school goes that mom left the kids (there are four children) several years ago to do her own thing and dad (who is a doctor) got custody and then re-married. Mom came back and does not completely approve of the christian school the children are enrolled in, but has made efforts and is now a part of their lives. Mom and step-dad come across as party people. Mom has bright pink stipes in her hair and has a darwin sticker on the back of her car.

Second: The call came two days before the event.
Nothing like planning ahead.

Third: It was a Wednesday night.
We attend church on Wednesday night.

Ok, so I get the phone call from the boy's "mom" and she asks if Benjamin can spend the night for the slumper party and I am quickly trying to think how am I going to figure out whose house this is going to be at without flat out asking who is it. I quickly remembered taking Benjamin to a costume party at the mom's house and asked, "Now, where do you live?", she tells me and I realize that this is the dad and step-mom. I state that I have to talk to my husband but will have to call back. We discuss it and we decide that it is the summer time and that we can let one night of church pass with him taking a break and spending time with his friends. The step-mom was nice enough to volunteer to drop Benjamin off at our church the next day because I was going to be there helping out the nursery for a special event this past week.

Now here is where the venting really gets good.

I get a call from our youth pastors wife and she invites Benjamin to go with some other kids to the Children's Museum the next day, but they have to leave by 9:00AM. The step-mom is not dropping him off until 9:00 or 9:30. It was pretty late and I knew she had her hands full, so I called the next morning around 8:00AM and stated that I was going to pick him up between 8:30 and 8:40. I didn't want to ask her to rush, so I found someone to cover for me in the nursery so I could pick him up myself. She said that he was still sleeping, but she would get him up, get him dressed and feed him some cereal (She said she was planning on buying donuts, but she would just get him some cereal). I was appreciative because I didn't even think about breakfast.

Well, I showed up at 8:30 and knocked on the door (hoping not to wake anyone else up). I got nothing. I rang the doorbell. Got nothing. I repeated those steps several times and then decided to call the step-mom on her cell. Got nothing. I knocked, rang and even tried to open the front door and peeped in the windows and couldn't see anything. I was starting to get worried that something might have happened. I even thought about going through the back yard and seeing if the back doors were open. I had just opened my cell to call my husband when my phone rang. It was the step-mom. (NOTE: It was 8:40) "Hey! We just ran up to get donuts, we are on our way back" she said. I say, "Is he ready to go as soon as you get back?"
"Yes" she says.

The around the corner, was a joke. It took them five minutes to get there.

The other joke was that he was not ready. He had not changed clothes, he had not brushed his teeth or his hair, none of his stuff was ready and he had not eaten (which again was something she offered to do). By the time we got (what we thought) everything together and left it was 8:50. Needless to say I was miffed. We got to the church just as the kids were getting ready to load the bus and I had to rush him (changing clothes in the car, eating breakfast on the way). He was so tired, I almost didn't let him go, but he was wanting to go by this point.

Everything worked out and he had a good time.
We did have to go back to the house later that afternoon because they found his crocs. I hadn't notice that they were missing yet.

Needless to say that he will not be spending the night at that house again.

I guess my biggest issue is that if you say you are going to have him ready and fed. Then do it. Don't leave the house with my child at the time I say I am going to be there and leave me at the door knocking, ringing the bell, calling your cell and get nothing.....for 10 minutes. I was not happy.

By the way, we received a birthday invitation in the mail today for this kid's birthday party at his mom's house. AHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Unfortunately we will be out of town. AWWWWW!!


At least he was able to get his buddy a gift and spend time with him. The kids are completely oblivious to the drama.

Shirley Temple Time

Last month on May 17th, I felt like I officially became the mom of a little girl. I mean yes, she was born in 2006, but I finally used sponge rollers on her hair (see below). I remember my mom using sponge rollers on my hair as a child and I was able to carry on that tradition for my little girl. She was so good. She sat still and let me put them in, the only problem was that by morning half her head was flat as a board. She pulled out one side. Her hair was so cute. I was a little scared because she was like Shirley Temple (tight curls). Once I brushed it out and pulled it over to one side it was so adorable.

Well, I finally have had a chance to put them in again. I will take pictures this time. I will post them sometime so you can see.






AWWWWW! My little lady!

Clackamas-Part Two!

Well, I threw a question out in an earlier blog concerning the meaning of Clackamas!
See the blog below....
"Some of you may be wondering, what in the world does Clackamas mean or what is it.

WELL! I would like for some of you to guess. Now this is fun. Don't look it up. That is cheating. Just the first thing that comes to your mind. Let me know what you think."

Here were the guesses...
My Goodness said...
It's the sound Donald Duck makes when he sneezes.
May 24, 2008 9:40 AM

The Boyds Family said...
Hmm....reminds me of crackalackin which is slang for get a move on.
I give up.....do tell....
May 25, 2008 8:17 PM


Well, it actually is a city in Oregon. I know this is not very exciting, but the company I work for opened a site in that city a couple of months ago and as soon as my friend and I heard the name, we started laughing.

Our inside joke was that Clackamas sounds like one of those STD commercials. It goes a little something like this...
"I have Clackamas (says the husband), but I don't (says the wife) and we would like to keep it that way (they both say)." And then they inform you about some medication you can try. And then rattle off some systems to look out for. Our symptoms go a little like this....Crusting of the elbow, juicy forehead, itchy earlobe, etc.

Just thought I would share our little funny. May not seem funny to anyone else, but we almost pee'd in our pants because we were laughing so hard.

Friday's Feast

Appetizer

When you drink soda/pop/coke, do you prefer to drink it from the bottle, a can, or after pouring it into a cup?
Cold and from the can

Soup

What television show are you willing to stay up late to watch?
CSI (the original), Scrubs, Jon and Kate plus 8
Don't have to stay up anymore now that we have DVR. Best thing ever invented.

Salad

Name one person, place, or thing you think of as brilliant.
Ken Stalls (advisor for our company), Heaven, Not sure on a thing.

Main Course

Would you be willing to work 4 10-hour days instead of 5 8-hour days in order to save gas?
Yes, but mostly because it would give me a whole free day

Dessert

If you were a superhero, what would you call yourself?
Dinimo Debbie (Tina probably could think of a really good one for me)