I came home from work the other day to a vacatio…

I came home from work the other day to a vacationing husband who informed me that he’d been shopping online. Oh Lawd. He said “I feel like you!”. He tracked his package with an obsession and was so happy when it arrived I thought he’d squeal. He ordered a Minnesota Twins authentic baseball jersey, a Minn. Twins hat, and the NFL Party Pug. You mash his little foot and he sings Move it like this!” and dances! Yep, you guessed it, Jon’s from Minnesota and is a die hard fan of both the baseball and football teams. Our live pugs don’t quite know what to do with this stuffed, musical version, but he sure will be cute come game time! Posted by Hello

The Land of Red Dirt & Dead Cars

The Land of Red Dirt & Dead Cars

That’s what James Taylor said about the Carolinas at one of his shows a few years ago. He’s allowed though, he’s from here. It is true though, you always see tons of dead cars along the highway, just down the road a bit from that one shoe. Never a pair of shoes, just the one. Anyway, the above picture was taken from my car the other day while my Mom, Morgan, and I explored this new development that is being built in my neighborhood. As you can see they haven’t even paved the roads yet, and it had just rained so it was quite an adventure. There was much girlie squealing as we slid all around. I prayed we wouldn’t get stuck because we were all in flip flops and are much too prissy to be digging my car out of the muck! Luckily my little Rav4 did quite nicely and got us home.

Self aware

Self aware

I know my limitations. There are some things I just can not do well at all and I’m not afraid to admit it. I love how people are surprised though when things go badly after I tell them I’m no good at that particular task. My MIL was appalled at my cutting skills when she insisted I cut the cake for dessert. I told them- I can’t cut things with a knife! I can’t chop vegetables, cut into desserts of any kind without making a mess. It’s just not something I’m adept at. Some other things I can’t do (and how):

  • Sing or hum. I’m soooo tone deaf. But I’ve always heard if you can’t sing, then sing loud. Lucky listeners! And playing Cranium is always a hoot for my family when I pull a humdinger. It’s always an easy win for them!
  • Back up a vehicle. Yep, that’s why our shrubs look that way. Oh, and sorry about your lawn FIL!
  • Take pictures for informational purposes. Example: I toured some model homes of the new development being built near us the other day, but Jon couldn’t go because he was working. So I took pictures to show him. Unfortunately they turned out to show things like the rack in the closet, and the toilet, and a doorknob. He looked at them, laughed, and told me my photo taking abilities sucked so bad they blew.
  • Dance. It’s scary. Remember Elaine on Seinfeld? I could totally give her a run for her money. No rhythm. No coordination. Just a lot of jerks and spasms. But it is so fun!

I also am aware of things I can do well. I’m a quick study. Unfortunately none of my talents have brought me fame or fortune, but they make for an interesting list I suppose.

  • Crafts. Anything arts & crafty I can do. Show me how to knit and I’m a knitter. I can paint, draw, sculpt, crochet, sew, scrapbook, you name it. I can make just about anything too if I put my mind to it: candles, jewelry, ornaments, decorations, whatever. Just ask my family as they are lucky recipients of so many of my handmade sursies.
  • Technical stuff. I can program a vcr in no time. You need help setting up your sound system? Got it. Can’t figure out your cell phone or digital camera? I’m all over it. I’ve tutored many an elder family member on computers and other electrical equipment. And everyone I know asks me how to find things on the internet.
  • Bizarre sports. I can golf, play badminton, roller skate, ice skate, cut flips on the trampoline and kick your butt in croquet. You can’t even imagine my excitement when I found out badminton is an Olympic sport!
  • Cook. For some unknown reason I can make a kick ass lasagne, and turn any combo of meat and pasta into a decent meal. I’m not a bad baker either. I’ve never really had a recipe fail that I’ve tried. You’d think I’d cook more knowing this huh?
  • Sell. I can sell water to a drowning man. Ice to an Eskimo. People tell me all the time that IKEA should be paying me. Strangers approach me in stores and ask for my help with their shopping. Just last Saturday in Target I helped a lady put together a care package for her nephew who’s being deployed to Iraq. I don’t know her or her nephew from Adam. Hope he likes it!
  • Finally, remember song lyrics and random pop culture. If I could use the space in my brain to cure cancer or split atoms instead of being able to sing every word to It Takes Two by Rob Base, well, then can’t we all agree the world would be a better place?

Happy Blogday

Happy Blogday!

Yesterday (the 20th) was my blog’s 3rd birthday. Amazing how these last 3 years have flown by, yet so much has happened. I went back and read my August of 2001 posts. They made me a little misty. Here’s a reason why:

Monday, August 20, 2001 Yay! I’m so excited to be starting this blog. I know I’ll be able to stick to journaling now, esp in this format. I’ll have to start in the morning though. Time to go visit Melissa and meet Davis!

Since then, Davis has turned into an adorable 3 year old. But Melissa hasn’t been there to see it since she passed away June 14, 2002. I also spent a lot of August 2001 blogging about getting pregnant and how I could time it just right blah blah blah. Well, we all know how that’s turned out.

BUT, since then some amazing things have happened as well. Jon and I moved into our fabulous home, we adopted the most adorable pugs ever, we’ve grown even closer and are more in love than ever, we discovered IKEA, we’ve gone on some fun trips, our cute as can be nephew Jake was born, and we’ve made some wonderful friends that I just could not live without now. I’m a firm believer in the whole “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” idea, and I’m not dead yet. So I’m looking forward to the next few years. I know they are full of possibility and hope. And I’ll be able to continue to share everything with my dear bloggy friends!

So 13

So 13

I just finished watching 13 Going On 30. So cute. And so appropriate since I’ve been told on more than one occasion that I’m a 13 yr old trapped in a 30 yr old’s body. Maybe it appealed to me because she was 13 in the 80′s like I was. I was looking on the official site trying to find a photo from the movie (I’ll explain that in a minute) and they have the M.A.S.H. game on there. Remember that game? I plugged in some boys names and colors etc. just for fun and you’ll never believe what it spit out!!

You are destined to live in a Mansion in SC.

You will marry Jon and raise 3 kids.

You will work as an artist and drive a pink RAV4.

Holy smokes. The pink things are what I plugged in. I do live in SC, not in a mansion, but my friend Lisa calls it a mansion. I married Jon, 3 is my lucky number (born and married on the 3rd day of the month) and since we’re adopting I can pick the number of kids to have, I do drive a RAV4, albeit silver- not pink, and if it were up to me I’d make money as an artist instead of just dabbling in all my arty crafts. Spooky. Go try it out!

So anyway, the reason I went to the site in the first place. There’s a scene in the movie where everyone breaks out into a synchronized dance to Thriller by Michael Jackson, just like they dance in the video. I know this may sound silly, but I’ve always wanted a dance. One that at any given party me and my friends can just bust out with it. The Electric Slide doesn’t count- everyone knows it and it’s not cool to do outside of a wedding. But have you ever been somewhere and a couple of people just break out into dancing in synch? A couple of girls did it at my wedding to The Devil Went Down to Georgia. So jealous. I don’t have much rhythm but I’m a quick learner if anyone wants to be my choreographer!

I recently took Jon on a little tour of the tiny…

I recently took Jon on a little tour of the tiny town where I grew up. One of the funniest things we saw was this store. We loved the name of it…Tha Store. Not The Store. Tha. Love it! Oh, and behind Tha Store is a fenced in area with a horse and a goat. A mini goat- I’m dying for one. I think he’d be a great help keeping the lawn under control. Speaking of livestock, while driving down one of the country roads we saw a fenced in area with lots of cows and deer. I thought it was amazing those deer weren’t scared of the cows, just grazing along next to them, in the middle of the day! You usually see deer at dusk, but not at 2pm! As we got closer I pointed out the amazing deer and asked could he believe such a sight. He said “Yeah, because those aren’t deer, they’re goats!” I thought they were just teeny dear, and I grew up in the country. So ashamed.

We saw my old house, and school, and playground. My old school used to hold K-12 in one school when I attended, now there is an elementary, primary, middle, and high school. I felt so old telling the story…”back in my day we didn’t have these newfangled schools….” Posted by Hello

Various and sundry

Various and sundry

  • I cleaned out my closet and put a few things up on eBay. So I thought I’d give myself a little shameless plug.
  • My in-laws’ cat Andy is in the hospital with liver failure. They have 7 cats total, but have had him the longest. Poor little guy is down to 8 lbs.
  • Jon and I bought new tires for our cars at the beginning of the month. Yesterday on the way home from work he got a flat tire- a complete blowout. So we spent our Saturday evening back at Sam’s getting a new tire. They were nice enough to give us the tire for free. Yet another reason I highly recommend a membership at Sam’s, even if you aren’t a family of 9 or a small business. A free replacement tire, plus free rotations for life more than make up the price of the membership.
  • The same weekend we bought new tires I stopped at the Clinique counter for some new powder and was promptly conned into buying a lip gloss. Yeah, twist my arm. Well, it was a bad color on me but I didn’t know it until I got home. So while we were waiting on Jon’s tire to be replaced I scooted over to the mall and thought I’d give it a shot and see could I get my lip gloss exchanged for a better color. They didn’t even bat an eye! Who knew? Love when retail is on your side.
  • A girlfriend of mine has a new love. With an old flame. But was afraid to tell me about it because of my recent infertility drama. I had to coax it out of her. Please tell me your news! Please don’t hold back! I want to hear it all- good, bad, and especially juicy! I’m still your friend even though I’m going through some tough stuff. And besides, talking about your drama means I don’t have to talk about mine! So if you’re holding back, dish it out! I can take it!

Off the Needles

Off the Needles

Finally I have a finished piece to show you. I was so scared to bind off, then a couple of weeks ago I just bit the bullet and finished my first scarf. Now I’m knitting up a frenzy. I’m working on 2 more scarves for Christmas presents. This one is for my MIL. And I’m working on a hat for Jon. Hopefully soon I’ll be able to move on from knitting just rectangles and maybe whip up a poncho or something!

Birthday Loot & Thanks

Birthday Loot & Thanks

I have yet to mention all the wonderful things I received for my birthday, and they are too fabulous not to mention.

Rachel sent a fun box filled with all kinds of goodies including Knitting Pretty, knitting needles, stationary, bubble tea pearls, earrings she made herself, and bath bombs from Lush.

Lisa presented me with a bunch of goodies including an adorable dragonfly charm, a smoke mask so I can go play Bingo again, some eye masks and pads (much needed to depuff after all the recent cry fests), and bath confetti.

Sara, Marc and Jacob gave me the coolest toaster oven. You know you’re old when you squeal with delight over appliances.

My MIL & FIL gave me another iced tea glass to add to my collection, a cute pug pin, a cookbook from Three Dog Bakery , and the Knit Knack Kit. I’m already making a hat for Jon. Oh, and my MIL made the best cheesecake I’ve ever had for my birthday dinner over there. Smack your mama good.

My Mom, Hale and Morgan gave me a beautiful jewelry box, a book about Well Mannered Dogs, which I think was a hint, some cool towels, and an 80′s cd.

I also received lots of fabulous cards, some gift certificates, and a visit from a dear, dear friend which was worth more to me than all of the above. Plus the camera Jon gave me. My goodness that’s a lot of goodies!

I want to take a moment to thank all of you, my bloggy friends. Some people may find it strange to talk about strangers as if they were your friends. Jon and I were talking about my bloggy friends the other day and we agreed that it makes sense to make friends based on shared interests, hobbies, and opinions rather than leaving it all up to chance and geography. If it weren’t for Blogger and the internet I wouldn’t have been able to find comfort in the words of you wonderful people. It doesn’t seem strange to me anymore if I refer to one of you as my friend in conversation. Especially because if it weren’t for this outlet for my thoughts, and your support, I don’t know how I’d have gotten through this last year. What a wonderful addition to my “real life” support group of friends and family you are. Thank you.