Saturday, March 28, 2009

What I'm reading: Stayed up until nearly 1am finishing "The House at Riverton" by Kate Morton. A compulsively readable and rather large book that takes place during WWI. Am very much enjoying learning about this particular period.

Started "Dead March" by Ann McMillan. A Civil War era book.

Came home yesterday and cleaned like a mad woman. Was supposed to rain all weekend but as I type this, it's 63 outside and absolutely gorgeous. Like, so pretty I may have to break down and go for a walk in the woods.

John and I had a whole conversation this morning concerning his need to give individuals in the public service industry more information than they need and/or desire. You know, like if the lady checking us out at the grocery store tells him that the orange juice he wants to buy doesn't go on sale until Tuesday, he'll say, "Oh, okay. Well, I can't come back Tuesday because I have to take a friend of mine to the dentist, but I'll drop by on Wednesday probably around 10am or so. If that's good for you."

It's actually kind of cute and endearing.

Friday, March 27, 2009

If it's not one thing it's your mother.



I will preface all of this by saying that I love my mama more than any other thing on this planet. She is my dearest and truest and darlingest and if/when I lose her they may as well dig a hole for me too.

This was going to be the post wherein I discuss my Mama without REALLY discussing my Mama. But I got two paragraphs into it and started having an anxiety attack and belly-butterflies and decided I'm not in the right place (mentally/emotionally) to have a public therapy session.

And my sisters know exac-acrackly what I'm talking about... 'cause Mama's the damn fruitcake lady.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

For the past 4 days or so I've been making a cabbage/carrot/bean soup with turkey meatballs. Something warm and filling and a sort of fare-the-well to Winter. Also, for the past 4 days I've been sleepy and grumpy and lazy so I haven't gotten to the actual preparation part of the meal. Perhaps today. Later on. After I've napped.

I just vacuumed our entire home which really just consists of the living room and bedroom. However, we share the joint with 4 cats who aren't really shedding so much as they are transmutating. In fact, I wouldn't be at all surprised to wake up one morning and find that they've sprouted wings.

And then there's this:



What I'm reading: "Pardonable Lies" by Jacqueline Winspear. #3 in the Maisie Dobbs series. Go read them. It's impressive stuff.

What I've tried reading: "Crocodile on the Sandbank" by Elizabeth Peters, "Murder on Nob Hill" by Shirley Tallman, and "Bayou Moon" by C.L. Bevill. Got about half way through each of them.

Saturday, March 14, 2009



Sage is sipping through straws now. Being a true Southern gurl, she prefers her tea sweet, thank you very much.
Haven't felt much like blogging lately. Mostly because I'm so sleepy all the time.

My trip back home was a butt-load of fun. In 3 days time I went to 2 birthday parties, visited my cousin's Donkey/Horse/Llama/Bird etc. farm, gave away most of the earrings I've made and bought lots of jewelry supplies for dirt cheap at Wal-Mart. Managed to eat birthday cake for breakfast every day. Now, THAT'S a vacation. Daddy's having knee replacement surgery next Thursday. It's about damn time. We're all anxious and relieved. Right now, it is physically painful to watch him try to walk.





Holly and Dennis' gorgeous donkies.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Today is my Papaw's 90th birthday. When we asked him his secret to good health he said it probably has something to do with beans and taters. I love my Papaw.


Sunday, March 1, 2009

I'm a bit of a soap and shower gel and cosmetic whore. The last bit makes no sense really because I wear makeup maybe once a month. But I love it. A lot. The really expensive, exclusive crap too. Which is why I nearly had "the big O" the other day at TJ Maxx when I found a Remede gift bag that had been marked down from $60 to $10. Original retail price, $170. A white buttery leather old lady makeup bag with like 10 different lotions and potions. And the best part? I had money left over on a gift card. So I got that and a bottle of Korres fig-flavored shower gel and two picture frames (.70cents and $1 respectively) for nuthin'. Yes, ma'am. Nuthin'.

Here in D-ville, CT all is snowy and chilly. But from what I'm seeing on the weather channel it's thataway every where. Hell, they're even seeing snow in Birmingham. March is such a high maintenance drama-mama.

Thangs I'm listening to