THIRTEEN THINGS THAT HAVE SERIOUSLY GOTTEN ON MY NERVES OVER THE PAST TWO WEEKS 13. $1500.00 worth of work to my car. 12. $500 worth of work to Lawt's car. (three days later) 11. Three hours of my life wasted at the orthopedist getting Celi's cast changed. 10. A friend got fired. (for no good reason) 09. Another friend got fired from the same place. (guilt by association) 08. THE DAMN DOBERMAN in the back yard. 07. Very important furniture installation gone wrong. Again. The second time. 06. Dog having projectile vomit all over my brand new comforter. 05. Washing/drying said comforter at the laundromat. 04. Using the stupid change thingy at the laundromat. (I now have 14$ in quarters rolling around in my car. 03. Did I mention THE DOBERMAN? 02. Trying to rig five fishing rods for three kids while they stood there asking if they could fish now, fish now, fish now, fish now, fish now. 01. Leaving the children's Halloween costumes in West Ashley while trick or treating in SUMMERVILLE. (We improvised)
I'm not sure why, but it seems that the more stressed I am, the less I blog. Even though I really enjoy it, it's like I get writer's block when I am tense; the last two weeks have really taken the cake. Car trouble, work trouble, child trouble (Will's issues/Celi's broken wrist) - you name it, it's been going on. Anyway, once again, I will just pick up right here.
Lea and I took the kids to the river yesterday. We "fished", crabbed, explored, and picked up about 40 pounds of pecans. It was great! The children love being able to just run all over without worrying about cars - the country is awesome for that. Every time we go, I don't want to leave! The ride home was great - punch drunk kids (fatigue and junk food) plus smelly fishing stuff, plus the dog, plus the aforementioned pecans made for an AWESOME ride home. Can't wait to do it again...
Becoming a mommy exactly six years ago was the most incredible thing that could every happen to me...isn't it amazing how much you can love someone you've never even met until the moment you lay eyes on them? Those babies, they do stuff to ya! We're celebrating tonight with the fam - shrimp and grits per Celi's request. Southern much? Party review tomorrow!
So at Celi's school, they have the children use a plastic drawstring bag to keep their library books in when they bring them to school. Don't ask me why - that's just how it is. Anyway, at the very beginning of the year, they all had to sign a piece of paper saying that they would keep up with their bag and if they didn't, they would have to pay a dollar to replace it. Well, Celi lost hers and when I found this out, I told Lawton that I thought she should have to use her own money. (Learning responsibility and all that, you know.) So yesterday, Lawt is getting a dollar out of her piggy bank to send for the new bag. She looks at him and asks what he's doing so he tells her that she is replacing her library bag with her piggy bank money. She looks at him and shrieks, "Get it out of YOUR wallet - that's MY money!!!" Not happy about spending "her" money AT ALL.
In more Celi related news, the poor thing broke her wrist and is a cast up to her armpit. The fracture is not horrible, but both bones have a crack in them so they have to keep her totally immobile for a while so the bones don't shift. She was NOT pleased about the cast situation at all but she rallied and chose a superior color combination for herself - pink and green stripes!!! Anyway, we go back at the end of the month to recheck it, so hopefully she can go to a short cast then. I'll keep you posted! Pics to follow...
So I drove to Columbia yesterday evening to go to Maroon 5 with Tara. We hung at her house for a little while then headed over to see the show. While walking in, who did I spy but Dena, Leigh Ann and her cute hubby whose name I can't remember (sorry!). Funny that I haven't seen her in two months and then run into her at a concert in Columbia. I should have guess that my girl would be where da party at! The show was good - they sound very good in person, which is always a pleasant surprise. Tara and I decided that it may make us old farts to say this, but we think NO ONE is as good as DMB live when they were at their peak. Now THAT was off the hook! Dena says that Maroon V should change their name to "Adam Levine and the 4 effers who back him up", which was pretty much the case. Funny stuff.
The best part of the evening took place around 12:00 AM on my way home where I had an unscheduled appointment with a state trooper around Orangeburg. It turns out that the police do not approve of going 84 mph in a 70 mph zone when it is raining. Note to self - no speeding when raining. Oh well, better luck next time.
It has been too long, so I am not even going to try to catch up. We are just picking up right here.
Thirteen Favorite Movie Quotes: 13. "That's a negative, GhostRider, the pattern is full." - Top Gun 12. "I am my father's daughter. I am not afraid of anything." - Elizabeth 11. Will: "This is either madness or brilliance!" Jack: "Remarkable how often those two traits coincide." - Pirates of the Carribean: The Curse of the Black Pearl 10. "I think we're going to need a bigger boat." - Jaws 09. "Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." - The Wizard of Oz 08. "Sell crazy someplace else. We're all stocked up here." - As Good as it Gets 07. "You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means." - The Princess Bride 06. "Well, ain't this place a geographical oddity. Two weeks from everywhere!" - O Brother Where Art Thou 05. "I know where you sleep and I've seen where you live. I swear on all that's holy that your mothers will cry when they see what I've done to you!" - Tommy Boy 04. "Where we're going, we don't need roads." - Back to the Future II 03. "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." - Gone With the Wind 02. "Well, ok. But..that's the last straw." - Office Space 01. "Hallelujah! Holy Shit! Where’s the Tylenol?" - National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation
So last week was pretty consumed with Will's medication management and a very large project at work. The thing with Will is getting there but we are still trying to tweak his dosing schedule a little bit in order to maximize the effectiveness using the most minimal dosage. So far his school behavior is very improved (thank God!) so we are very pleased with that but we'd like to get to a point where he is doing well in the evenings as well.
I did have time to squeeze in some fun stuff too though - last Thursday Dottie and I took a cooking class at Charleston Cooks! with Catherine and two of her friends. Toooo much fun! I loved it and would definitely recommend it to do either with a significant other or a group of girlfriends. Very cool.
Friday night we went to the gym, then cooked some shrimp that I bought here in the hood (at a bargain basement price of $1.99 a pound). Tasted really good but the smell in my hurbie curbie is completely out of control. It looks like one of the plagues of Egypt with all the flies swarming around. Wednesday (trash day) can not come soon enough!
Saturday we packed up and went to the river for some outdoor fun. The weather was FABULOUS! Breezy, warm, low humidity, good water temperature, etc. We boated, crabbed, swam, fished, ate, picked pecans and pears and generally just enjoyed ourselves. When I die and (hopefully) go to heaven, I hope it looks and feels just like the Toogoodoo River did Saturday! We only had one mishap and that was swamping the tube while Celi was on it AGAIN. Poor kid - every time I convince her that it will be fine, something happens and she gets dumped into the river. Oh well, hopefully she will keep trying.
Yesterday, was laaaaazy! Will and I took a nap in the middle of the day and no one but Lawton was dressed until about 2:00. We wrapped up the evening with some takeout from Moe's and Return of the Jedi - what more could anyone ask for???
Thanks to everyone who still checks in on me even though I am inconsistent with my blogging!
So today is Will's first day on meds for ADHD. For a little bit of background, we have seen a child psychologist as well as a child psychiatrist off and on over the past year because of Will's behavior at preschool and at home. The last three years have been hard in the child rearing department because even though we love him so so so much, the constant whirling around, escaping, hurting himself, up/down half the night, defiance, etc., has really worn us down. However, the most important thing is that we equip him with the tools he needs to be happy, successful and fulfilled in life and if that means we need medical help to do that, then so be it. This child was the easiest, sweetest, most affectionate baby and to be able to get that back, albeit in 4 year old form, would be the best thing to ever happen to us. We want to enjoy him, watch him grow, support and encourage him - not run/fuss behind him every moment of every day simply so he doesn't kill himself. I so hope this helps; this is my son, my child, my ultimate job, my greatest responsibility and I want him to have the very very best life he can. Please keep us in your prayers as we start this new phase in parenting.
So while my poor children were being deloused last night they began snarking at each other. Tired, upset about lice, etc., were all contributing factors of course but the picking reached new heights when they were in the bathtub. (at 10:30)
Here is the conversation: Will - stop scratching your front bottom - that's so roode!!!(rude, in Willspeak) Celi - (deadpan) maybe I have lice too Will (screaming) - no Celi! lice is only on you head! you so roode!!!! (crying wailing howling furious at this point) Celi - (totally serious, completely deadpan delivery) - maybe I have bottom lice. Will - (now totally infuriated, almost in hysterics) - noooooo!!! you stop bein' so roooode!!! stop it stop it stop it stop it!!!!!!
Of course, Lawt and I fall out laughing which sends poor Will right over the cliff. He totally loses his mind and proceeds to scream at all of us for being "roode". Ahhhh. Did I mention that it was 10:30 at night? I love being me. No one has as much as me - I'm sure of it.
This is making me so crazy that I can barely even put in out there but since I share the ups, I guess I have to share the downs. Will came home with head lice today. I know it is common in childhood, easy to get rid of, doesn't mean you're nasty, etc., but seriously, WILL HAS LICE!!!!!!!!!!!! Aaaaaaarrrrgggghhhh! We have already treated the kids and are now working on washing everything in the house which means that I will be doing laundry from now until the alarm goes off. Which is at 5:50 AM in case anyone is interested.
The good thing is that Will is not the first in his class - I know that doesn't really matter, but at least I know it's not us that started this problem. The school sent a note home today that someone already had it. Hah! Celi was checked at the nurse yesterday and passed inspection so hopefully Will's mild case is all we'll see. Apparently, however, this is "lice season." Who knew? I mean, it's not in my Day Timer or on my desk calendar or even on my Google schedule page. Shouldn't that be in some parenting orientation handbook or something??
The bad thing is that I am having HORRIBLE psycho-somatic itching myself. While there is no known cure for craziness, there is a treatment and it's called Bud. Light, that is. Over the counter, no prescription necessary.
I am having a little bit of writer's block these days. Actually, I can't tell if I just don't have anything interesting to say, or if I am just not feeling inspired to say it. I will ponder this dichotomy and report back.
Just so that this post isn't completely boring, I will just prattle about what we've been up to lately, which really ain't much. We spent the weekend getting Lawt back into the EST groove as he was in Sweden for about a week. The funny thing is that there is always something messed up with his dirty clothes. Like this last time, I was sorting everything out and there were a pair of mystery boxers. While I was glad it wasn't mystery panties, how he came home with some Else's underwear remained a source of concern until he answered the question. The answer, by the way, is that a whole group of the people he was with (all men from 6 different countries) decided to jump into some cold ass water to prove their manliness. Which is funny in itself as anyone over the age of 12 knows what cold water can do to your "manliness". Whatever. The boxers didn't get dry so Lawt very graciously offered to transport them in the waterproof section of his suitcase so that his coworker (and owner of the mystery pants) didn't get everything in his bag wet on the way home.
Anyway, back home on the ranch, we joined the St. Andrews Fitness Center here in the AshTray, and I have been several times so far. They have an indoor pool which I love, but the best part is that it is basically where all the non-perfect people go to workout, which I REALLY love, as it makes me feel so much less self conscious. The swimming is awesome - I've only swam 3 times but it is already waaaay better than it was the first time. Yeah, the first swim left me tasting bile in the back of my mouth because I am THAT out of shape. Gross. Today was good though so hopefully I can keep it up. Swimming condition is pretty rock solid and that is what I am aiming for.
To wrap up, the kids are doing really well at school and at home - they LOVE getting home earlier and being able to dash out to the beach or wherever. Work is going really well and we are finally finished hanging pictures, unpacking stuff, etc. except that stupid curtain for our room that I have resolved myself to having to make instead of buy, but hey, if that is my only problem, who am I to complain?
I miss you Summerville chicas - someone, and you know who you are, needs to arrange a soiree and invite me! See y'all on the flip side...
Husband out of the country since Saturday. Can't post because too tired to think. PLUS, as usual, when I get on a good posting roll, stupid work gets busy and therefore cramps my style. This is because I usually post at work. Because I'm that person. On the phone, paying bills, making appointments, surfing the net, posting to blog etc. However, when duty calls I must respond, sooooo I will do better after this weekend. Don't forget about me!!!
PS. Our back yard neighbors have a Doberman Pincher that is about to meet it's maker if they don't BRING IT INSIDE!!! No one wants to hear your freakin' dog bark all night!!! Grrrrrrr....
Like I have said before, while I love socializing and being on the go, the whirlwind way we live can definitely wear us out. This past weekend, we headed up to Columbia to watch my Gamecocks try to play some football. They won, but it weren't pretty. But that's another story. Anyway, we pawned the ratties off on my parents for the weekend and hung with Tim, Tara and associated family/friends for the game. Tailgating was AWESOME - good food, great company, fantastic weather - it couldn't have been much better. We spent the night and headed home the next morning. We were almost back to WA when we got a phone call that Scott and Marie were having people over for her birthday, so the mad scramble to unpack, shower/dress, bake and shop for a gift began! Again, we had good food, good company, nice weather but I was pooped. I finally got to meet Vinnie (Anthony's bro) and he, Anthony and Lea came to the "after party" (HAH!) at our house. When the guys started watching Apocalypto, I peaced out and started getting ready for bed. Anywho, guess I really was tired 'cuz I didn't wake up until NOON yesterday! I can't remember the last time I did that - the worst part is that around 3 I was wanting a nap! The super sweet Dottie went to get the kids for us (HUGE treat) and they got in around 7:30 and had to go straight to bed as punishment for being MONSTERS on the way home. They weren't happy about that at all, but like we always say, "you do bad, you get bad". But it worked out, because then we got to watch the Clemson game in relative peace. Very long story short, I am EXHAUSTED!!!!!!!! Oh well, I can sleep when I'm dead.
For those of you don't know, one of the two or three remaining local radio stations we have here in Charleston has officially gone to the freakin' dogs. We now have Chuck 96.1 FM instead of 96 Wave, which, for those of you who don't know, has been a Charleston institution for almost 20 years. What we as listeners have been rewarded with is a "radio station" that has no DJ's and plays nothing but commercials and preprogrammed play lists run by some stupid satellite. Do the people who are making these decisions not realize that Charleston has a THRIVING music scene that in large part was made possible by the dedication to local music that 96 Wave showed for almost two decades?!?! When I was a young teenager, I remember them showcasing local music every Sunday night for years. They created Wave Fest so that we could have inexpensive access to regionally popular bands, they kept our community informed before, during and after Hurricane Hugo, they had their finger on the pulse of teen and college listeners for a long time. I know the station hasn't been as strong at it was in its heyday but to be replaced with some this completely LAME, STUPID, ASININE, BIG BROTHER, NO SOUL HAVING PIG FODDER is totally reprehensible! Is the Charleston market so unworthy or naive that we don't deserve or warrant a radio station with halfway intelligent programming and flavor? Are we all so iPodded that we don't care about having a local station, even if you don't love the genre? I can't, as a lifetime Charlestonian, believe that the answer to that questions is yes. Anyone who cares about local involvement by our media needs to COMPLAIN and to COMPLAIN LOUDLY! Excuse my language, but I have two words for this. F*CK CHUCK. Critic, Southern Avenger, Atom Taylor, Richard Todd, wherever you are, HELP US!!!
Today Dottie and I are eating lunch at EarthFare, food is very good, as usual. The sandwich I got came with chips and when I picked it up from the window, the girl working the counter says, there's salsa down there in the basket if you want some. So I grab the salsa and seeing sour cream, get some of that too. So were are sitting there gnoshing away - dipping our chips into the salsa and the sour cream. We start talking about how freakin' good the salsa is and how the sour cream must be from super awesome organic cows because mixed together it's just GREAT! After more raving, I have a scary thought and decide to taste the sour cream by itself. It takes a second to sink it that we are sitting there EATING MAYONAISE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mixed with salsa. On black corn tortilla chips. AAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH! But the worst part is that we thought it tasted sooooo good - what complete REDNECKS!!! My reputation as a good cook is ruined and my reputation as a smart person is shot to hell. We are brunettes, really, we are!
Thirteen Things I Love About Cats: 1. They don't slobber. 2. A purring cat on your lap is about the most soothing thing in the whole world. 3. They are low maintenance - leave some food, water, litter box - you can travel (a little) 4. They see things we don't - I know this because of the way they stare at NOTHING. 5. Cats are independant. A needy dog makes me nuts. 6. They are smart. You don't hear about cats chasing cars, do you? 7. Cats generally don't pant in your face with their nasty ass breath. Or fart, then look at their behinds like they don't get it. 8. They more often than not won't come when called. I can respect that. 9. When a cat "smiles" at you by squeezing its eyes, you know you've accomplished something big. 10. I would rather scoop a litter box a few times a week than step in dog poop barefooted outside. 11. Cat meowing doesn't deafen you when the doorbell rings. 12. I don't have to hold my cats by the collar when people visit. 13. A pissed off 8 pound cat can be a substantial foe to an 80 pound dog proving that size is relevant when compared to determination!
So Friday night, Dr. Dottie and Josh were visiting and I asked her to look at Celi's loose teeth (that still hadn't come out yet!) Her permanent teeth are already well on their way in behind the babies, so they needed to get out da way. Since they were so loose, Celi and Dottie decided to pull them out but to use some Ambesol so that it didn't pinch too bad. They popped right out and Celi was AWESOME! There were a few tears but she was pretty stoked about the tooth fairy and being one of the only kids in class that has lost teeth already. I'd be stoked about the tooth fairy too if I was her - there was $15 in her envelope!!!!!!
Happy Birthday to my sweetest little man! I can't believe that my baby is 4 years old. These are pics from his little party last night - my man racked up! Ate up too - the chocolate cake was a big hit!
I don't consider myself much of a pack rat and I think most would agree with that assesment. What I don't understand is how we HAVE SO MUCH STUFF?!?!?!?! The unpacking just keeps going on and on and on...the good news is that since Dottie has arrived, we have storage in her enormous garage which I keep telling her she probably could lease out.
Anywho, our latest drama is Celi's stomach bug - incessant puking that began at 6 AM yesterday and didn't end until about 11 last night. Fun was had by all involved. The poor thing really was a really good sport about it so at least the vomiting wasn't accompanied by crying, which really can get messy. She is totally fine now and it appears that Will has dodged the bullet thus far. (knocking on wood).
Not too much to report today - I'm hoping to have a calm, productive weekend. Riiiiggghhht.
13. Andolini's pizza 12. Ten minutes from work 11. Celi's school - TOO CUTE! 10. St. Andrew's Parks and Playgrounds 09. The Stono River 08. Running into people I know 07. Going home for lunch 06. No Dorchester Road traffic! 05. The beach! 04. SubLime Bakery (food is important to me, ok?) 03. Dottie and Josh 02. No I-26 traffic! 01. It's home...
Will's birthday present (a RoboRaptor) going night night and NOT happy about it. I soooo wish I had taken video of this as the raptor "roars" and flails around (under its Pooh blankie) when not getting the attention it desires. Undeterred, Will was steady tucking it in, telling it, "I said, night NIGHT!"
Monday - Celebration Town, Chick Fil A, school uniform shopping Tuesday - Errands, Burger King, Whirlin' Waters (no pics as watching 3 kids alone at the water park gives ZERO time for blog worthy photos), cake baking Wednesday - work Thursday - work Friday - see above post
So last Friday morning Will went to his new school (and did GREAT) and I took Celi to get a haircut. After that, we just went home to do some packing. But the BEST part about Friday was that Dottie arrived from Denver! She did the almost 1800 mile drive in two days - I think she was motivated.
We hung out a little but turned in early as our moving people, i.e., Scott, Anthony, Patrick, were arriving at 7 the next morning. We made pretty short work of the bulk of the move, thanks to all the muscle we had but it was still a long day. Anyway, we are getting settled in - most of the boxes are unpacked and we are functioning satisfactorily. There is still some organization to be done but that is no big deal. I love love love our location and our house is ADORABLE (on the inside anyway - the outside is fine but def needs some cutesing up)so I am very very pleased. Exhausted, but pleased.
13. Continental Corner - my introduction to serious Greek food 12. Leaving my car running outside downtown shops and not worrying about it 11. Monogrammed EVERYTHING! 10. Laurel Street Playground - always someone to chat with 9. Breakfast at Eva's - where the people watching makes up for the horrible coffee 8. The geech accent so specific to old Summervillians - I'm officially bilingual now 7. Friday night lights, I mean, Green Wave Football 6. Everyone knowing, or wanting to know, who my "people" are 5. By Invitation Only - where I will still buy what little stationary I do purchase 4. The Journal Scene - gossip thinly veiled as news - gotta love it! 3. Our first house - so much blood, sweat, tears and money - can't believe it's gone 2. Dena - my very bestest Summerville friend 1. Bubba and Dottie - who I know we'll still see a ton, but not around the corner
You're yellow, the colour of joy and energy -- two things you definitely bring to everyone around you. It's hard for anyone to be sad or lonely in your presence; your sunny disposition and cheery outlook just won't allow it. The warmth of your personality shines through in the kindness you show friends and family (and strangers, too). Always ready with a lighthearted joke or heartfelt compliment, you know how to make people feel good about themselves, so they can't get enough of you. Yellow is a warm and inviting colour for a warm and inviting person -- you!
I followed the link from "I am the Diva's" page - you answer a few easy questions and they give you this "analysis", if you will. Thoughts?
1. Chef. Executive, of course. 2. College football coach. Yes, really. 3. Writer. I might actually have a shot at that one. 4. Equestrian. I used to dream about winning Olympic gold on my gorgeous horse. 5. Spy/Investigator. Lots of hours spent pretending and spying on people when I was little. You can ask anyone who knows me that I am a really really big snoop. 6. Doctor. I diagnose pretty well, if I say so myself. 7. Ranch hand. Goes along with equestrian only it involves me, a horse, 5000 cows and Wyoming. 8. President. As in The. 9. Movie actress. What's not to like? Money, fame, rehab... 10. Grass cutter for the DOT. Nothing like getting to know yourself while alone for eight hours a day. 11. Tour guide. I love knowing the local skinny on EVERYTHING. 12. Makeup artist. Helping people look awesome seems very satisfying. 13. Journalist. Again with the nosy...
I'm back. With my smokin' sexy hot new laptop, so you people better watch out. Not having the Internet has been truly cataclysmic and enormously frustrating, so I basically just gave up on it until we moved. However, I have now learned how to gank a wireless signal while driving around, so hopefully I can keep up a little better. Unless, of course, I am arrested for trespassing, in which case I might be a little limited as to how much blogging I can do from jail.
Here is the run down. We are moving next week (16th) to West Ashley, Cecilia will be attending St. Andrew's Elementary, Will is going to Ashley River Baptist CDC, Lawton's birthday is tomorrow, my mom is here, the kids are going crizazy with the heat, Winnie has some kind of allergy, and I have begun my own private boycott of the Piggly Wiggly seafood counter as it all comes from China. Oh, and Dottie and Josh are COMING HOME FOR REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lea is moving to WA, we are moving to WA, Dottie is moving to WA, Catherine is 3 miles away on James Island and Summer is already in WA - we only need one more member to have our own GANG! Now all I need to do is get Tara here and it would be perfect. Heh heh heh...
So I did eventually end up with Will's stomach bug as made apparent in the middle of the night Monday/Tuesday. Oh well, nothing like a good GI bug to jump start a diet! The last time I was sick like that I lost 7 pounds in 24 hours. Not bad, huh? Granted I couldn't stand up straight for three days, but, hey, my stomach was waaaay flat. Anyway, these photos are from yesterday evening - those Rats love them some swimming pool! The one of Celi standing up is of her being a fountain with water coming out of its mouth. The ones where the kids have the bucket on their heads is them "scuba diving" for baby dinosaurs in the terrarium. Don't you just love a child's imagination?
In other BIG news, Celi has a loose tooth!!! I can't believe it but it sure is true! She was brushing her teeth last night and Lawton noticed that one seemed loose - sure enough, that baby tooth is on it's way out! When did my baby get old enough to lose teeth?! Aaaaaarrrrggghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We are moved! Finally finished - we close tomorrow and everything is out. I was sad to go but the moving and getting everyone settled was a good distraction. We had to leave the birds behind but I suppose they will be just fine. I am really liking this new house - it has a good feeling to it. Don't know why exactly, but it is comfortable.
Anyway, we had dinner for Scott's birthday last night at Bubba and Dottie's - the food was excellent as usual. And as usual, I ate too much but it was so good! She makes the best carrot cake in the whole world so what's a girl to do? Marie's mom and aunt came too so it was fun getting to hang out with some new folks. They are all so stinkin' pretty! We had to take off a little early as Will is still a little under the weather but I think everyone had a nice time. Pin It
to die of fatigue? Moving is sooooo exhausting! I have had two diet cokes and a cup of coffee and still am falling asleep. We are mostly in the Rutherford St. house - which happens to be really cool for the most part. Kind of funky but interesting and pretty too. More later!
I'm sorry, but when you put a life sized silver dude on a life sized silver surfboard in a very public and busy place you are just asking for it. Please pay no attention to the velvet rope bearing the no photos sign. The next time I'm getting on that damn surfboard.
BE SURE TO CHECK OUT THE PEPSI 400 THIS WEEKEND! The number 13 car driven by Joe Nemechek has been repainted to honor our "Charleston 9" at the request of the team owner, Bobby Ginn. The news showed footage of it from the qualifying round but if you missed it, you can catch it during the real race! I am so proud to know Bobby as he gives back to his home state in such a cool and generous way. Don't miss it!
UPDATE: For whatever reason, I am fascinated with these birds. Here is their first photo shoot.
We have babies! I think there are three of them - born on the Fourth of July during all the fireworks. What a way to come into the world! I would post a picture of them but they are pretty unrecognizable at this point. When they get a little easier on the eye they can make their internet debut.
The 4th found us at the river (my new favorite place) for a day of swimming, boating, fishing and best of all, EATING! The weather was awesome, especially for Charleston in July and the water temp was perfect. We took the boat out a couple of times - on the second trip we brought the tube that Lawton had found in the falling down shed in the back yard. Yeeeaahh. Celi very bravely decided to ride the tube and she and Lawton hopped in. The boat takes off (slowly, of course) and everything seems fine until Celi leaned forward a little and the front of the tube got swamped. Lawton tried his best to get it to come back up but they both ended up going in. My girl did NOT like that - she began screaming as only a 5 year old girl can, so we hauled her back into the boat. As a side note, this tube has seen better days. It floated, but that's where it's good qualities ended. Two words: DRY ROT. Anyway, my very brave little girl decided she would give it another go, so we pulled them around for a minute until she wanted off. Lawton rode it for a few minutes and the whole time he was on it, pieces of it were flying off! Really it was just the handles, but it was pretty funny looking. We had a super nice day all in all - fun, food and family - it doesn't get much better than that! Got home too late, of course, and then we had to do our sparklers, which would have been much more fun had I not set my thumb on fire, but that is another story. Anyway, we all had a great time and zonked out almost instantly!
So Frank (named thus so far) is settling in pretty well. He and Winnie have become pretty friendly, but he is still not down with Tai. So last night, I am trying to trim Frank's claws and he isn't very happy about it. At about claw number four he exploded (as only a cat can) howling, growling and twisting around. I don't think he was attacking me - I think he was just trying to get away. Anyway, TaiTai apparently isn't cool with Frank "attacking" his momma, so he comes LITERALLY flying through the air from off the ottoman, lands on Frank and proceeds to explain the law of the land. Frank takes off leaving Tai puffed up to three times his normal size with a mouthful of seal point fur. And looking very satisfied with himself, too, I might add. Later, when Lawton and I were going to bed, there was some serious jockeying for position among the four leggeds for their spots on the bed. Tai posted himself on my chest and Winnie was in her usual spot between Lawton and I. Frank starts making his way up to where Tai is and starts growling and carrying on. Tai begins making his battle cry and Winnie got busy trying to become invisible. I am not moving a muscle for fear of a battle taking place on my stomach. Lawton starts chanting, "Two cats enter, one cat leaves, two cats enter, one cat leaves." At which point I die laughing and everybody takes off. They must have worked something out because I didn't really hear any ruckus last night and everyone was still in one piece this morning. Maybe I should change our name from Casa de Connelly to the Connelly Zoo. Much more appropriate!
Meet the newest member of the Connelly family, Frank. Doesn't he look thrilled to be here? Like he just can't contain his joy? Like he isn't hiding his light under a bushel? Poor kitty - he goes from a relatively quiet life to our house. Ugh. We got him this morning - his owner is military is can't keep him and even though we need another pet NOT AT ALL, I just can't resist a Siamese in need. He'll settle in soon enough - I give it a week before he and Tai are total BFFs. I mean, how could ANYONE resist this face? Speaking of which, Tai went walkabout over the weekend and scared me half to death. I don't understand these animals. If someone fed me, held/petted me, let me sleep as much as I wanted and expected me to do absolutely nothing except be friendly and not pee on the floor, I would have no desire to go running off. Anyway, he is home now - thank goodness!
We have a new family! Something went wrong with the last nest and the parents abandoned it. I waited for about a week to see if they were around but eventually had to throw the nest away. What was interesting was that as soon as I got rid of the abandoned nest, the parents came right back and rebuilt. Now we have new babies on the way! I think the fern is a goner because I am not watering it - but if it gets us bird babies, then so be it!
Just so you are not disappointed by the lack of my usual sardonic writing style, I would like to point out that the white cottony stuff in the nest are the insides of cigarette filters. We have rock star birds at Casa de Connelly. No namby pamby birds for us!
I am working in the office this afternoon - on "floor duty" like every Thursday afternoon. As I am waiting to get some things back from the design department, I really was lacking things to do. Recently we have been innundated with task chairs and there is no method to their placement. So I took it upon myself to organize a little, rather than sitting on my rear surfing the net. We have a small "stage" in the center of the showroom that is elevated about 8 inches off the floor where some of our snazziest stuff is shown. I sat in a chair near the edge of the stage to lower it to regular person height and what happens? It ROLLS BACKWARDS OFF THE STAGE WITH ME IN IT!!! To add insult to injury, I tried to grab the elastic barricade thing and succeed only in bringing it down on top of me. The best part is that it all took place in such slow motion that I had time to say (to myself), if you hit your head on the desk behind you it is going to hurt like hell. I got lucky and didn't hit the desk after all but where I ended up was flipped over backward in a chair on the floor with my feet up in the air. Another lucky point - I was wearing pants. The most UNLUCKY part was the fact that Joey and his dad (my bosses) were both standing there and saw the whole thing go down. Anyway, no more sitting in chairs on the stage. Lesson learned. Here is a shot of the scene of the crime... Pin It
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So I must say, working like I have lately is reeeealllly cramping my style, especially my blogging style. I mean, how am I supposed to get my post on when the man is holding me down like this? Translation: I have been busier than a one legged man in a butt kicking contest. Compound that little tidbit with the STILL ongoing technical difficulties and you have a recipe for a seriously out of date blog. GAWD. Anyway, once again, the big CATCH UP.
Friday night my friend Lea came to hang with us and as usual, we had a great time - the funniest part of the evening was when Lawton looked at us and goes, "Hey, if Lea and Anthony get married and Marie and Scott get married, then we'll all kind of be related." Lea looked at him and says, dead serious, "We weren't kidding about the sista thing - why do you think we set them up?" Hee hee hee...I soooo need a cohort and she is just about right! Also, I am now addicted to making playlists, so we did one for her Facebook page - pretty darn cool if you ask me!
On Saturday, my sweet husband let me sleep until 11:00! I couldn't believe I was still asleep when he unleashed the rats to come get me. Soooo tired from the week I probably could have kept sleeping until Monday morning, but alas, it was not to be. That afternoon we took the kids to the Whirlin' Waters water park at Wannamaker County Park and can I please tell you, WE HAD A BLAST!!! So much fun! Will was a little sad 'cuz he is still a tiny bit too short for the biggest water rides but all the same, we had such a great time. Celi was kind of scared but considering it was only three years ago that she wouldn't put one TOE in any kind of water, this was a marked improvement. She "swam" all in the little kid area, floated down the Lazy River and "hung ten" in the wave pool. Will, of course, was steady trying to drown himself or get lost so I got my exercise for the day keeping up with him as well as splashing around! Anyway, fun was had by all and we slept like the dead that night! Not used to all that exercise...
Sunday was spent doing the usual fun stuff - laundry, yard work, grocery store, etc. but I did get a chance to catch a flick with Dena that evening. We went to see "Knocked Up", which really was pretty cute. There was some, ahem, suprising cinematography, but it had some really good laughs and a super sweet plot. All in all, money well spent. Again, too much popcorn and Reece's Pieces (why why why why why????) but we had a good time all the same.
Back to work Monday and that is about IT. I must go create more playlists now. Peace.
Not really, but it has a nice ring to it, don't you think? My girl Dena had a "bra party" last night - think Tupperware, only with very very nice undergarments. Not the festive kind, but the I. will. use. a. piece. of. dental. floss. or. a. shoe. string. to. hold. this. bra. together. if. that's. what. it. takes.`once it wears out 6 years from now kind of undergarment. You know, the kind you would die for anyone to ever see but cry when you throw it away kind of bra. As I sport some seriously small cleavage, there was no reason for me to invest in said fabulously awesome crazy good bra BUT the party did give me the opportunity to meet some super cool people. Dena has invited me about a million times so it's definitely not her fault that I haven't met these chicks yet, but I have to say that now that I have been officially introduced, I LOVE her friends!!! Funny, smart, down to earth, sweet...the list goes on and on! We had the best time last night! Well, I did, anyway - I can only hope the feeling is mutual. The only peeps I knew already were: Susie, who shamed everyone I know by hanging out and having a beer 5 days after a C-Section and English - Meduvac flight nurse who has at some point in her career been MUSC's Nurse of the Year. These girls represent! It is always so nice to meet people that you really like and want to hang out with - can't wait to do it again.
By the way, the front seat of the car has gotten so bad that I have started apologizing to Lawton before he even opens the door. My pig sty now includes the back area where I am housing five outfits for the cleaners, ten things for Good Will and about twenty Wulbern-Koval furniture catalogs. What is wrong with me? I am not a nasty person but by God do I keep a gross car! The other day I told Lawt that I really needed a SUV because I am apt to driving places where Volvo wagons should really not go (like sidewalks and grass medians) and he said absolutely not - you would only generate more garbage. What's up with that? It's his offspring that make most of the problem! Anyway, I am making it a point this weekend to clean my car, inside and out!!! I'll let you know how that turns out.
Another week! What the hell is wrong with me? I really don't know - I think I might need my own laptop completely tricked out with all kinds of media management so that I can blog ANYWHERE, ANYTIME!
So here is the catch up. Thursday I receieved a call from Robert and Julie telling me that they were coming to Chucktown for the LPGA tournament at Rivertowne. As they were staying at my absolute favoritest place, The Belvidere, I took them up on their invite to hang out. If they had been staying anywhere else I would have had to think long and hard...kidding, of course, but I do love me some Belvidere. I love me some Robert and Julie too, though, so it all works out. Anyway, we chilled Friday afternoon/evening at their cottage and the clubhouse where there were serious slabs of beef cooking! Halfway through a super tasty (and totally free meal) I noticed that at the next table was ANNIKA SORENSTAM!!! Yes, the Hall of Fame LPGA golfer whose name is on half the billboards in the Charleston area!! There was another golfer with her who I thought was Michelle Wie but it turns out that I was wrong - it was someone else whose name escapes me but who I am sure is just as talented. I am just ignorant about most everything that does not involve kids or office furniture. What a fascinating life I lead indeed. Anywho, I had a really nice time - the music from Party at the Point was close enough that we had great background sound but far enough away that we didn't have to shout! Basically, we sat outside or on the porch watching the weather roll into the harbor and shooting the breeze. I left about 9:30, as I am waaaaaayyy to old for the three day long "Ginn hangover" as I have come to call it and as Julie is knocked up, thereby giving us both a great excuse to lay around, eat, watch TV, and go to bed early.
When I arrived home, there was QUITE the campground set up in the backyard. Tent, campfire, lantern, sleeping bags, you name it - it was there! Lawton and the kids were camping out! We hung in the tent for a little while, but it turned out that Will had burned his hand on the lantern only a few mintues before I got home and decided that he would feel better inside and sleeping in Mommy's bed, so he and I turned in about 10:45 and as much as I would like to say that we slept like babies, we didn't. He feel out of the bed, Winnie went crazy, a thunderstorm rolled in - you know us - we can't do ANYTHING the easy way. However, Lawton and Celi had a very good time and she was quite pleased with herself for sleeping in the backyard like a real camper. She has declared that she thinks it is time that we took her camping in the mountains so that it's quiet. What a diva.
Anyway, the rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful - we had Lazy Saturday (well, I did anyway) and Lawton and I went to see "Pirates of the Carribbean" Sunday afternoon. Pretty cute, a little weird, but a fun outing all in all. Way too much popcorn and candy - why do I always do that?! So back at work (which is very busy, hence the lack of postings) and onward through the rest of the week!
PS. Laptop has been downgraded from ICU to Critical Care. Hopefully I will be more prompt with the postings as Laptop gets over it's illness.
Has it really been a week since I posted? I guess it has - the laptop has been in the ICU for a about a week due to some pesky hard drive issue. I mean, who knew that 59320572309 itunes were too many?
Anyway, the top story so far this week is that the kids went fishing for the first time this past Saturday and they had a BLAST! We crabbed, fished, swam a little and ate lots of yummy snacks. The most exciting part of the day is when Will "caught" a fish. Check it out! We all had such a good time and they are dying to go back. Lawton and I both got fried so it might be a little while before we go again...anyway, thanks to the Cuthbert family for letting us trespass!