Freaky Friday Fragments!

Well, it's Friday October 30th, the day before Halloween.

Time for some Freeeeeeaky Friday Fragments!

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Tonight is Trick or Treat on Main Street in my little town. It's a lot of fun and the kids can't wait! We usually trick or treat on the 31st, but the Florida vs. Georgia game is that night. We love our football in this town, my friends, so there will be NO trick or treating while the Gators are playing!

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We decided, in an effort to cut back, to go back to basic mobile phones. Which means, no mobile internet. Which means, very little Twitter. Sad, but true. And necessary. I miss my Twitter friends much! And it's hard to get used to a plain old dumb phone when you've been spoiled by a Smart Phone. *sigh*

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Last month I started working Monday - Friday nights, five 8-hour shifts. My boss asked if I could switch to working Sunday - Thursday nights, same shifts. I decided that would actually work out even better, since I wouldn't have to work every Friday night. So I switched this weekend. Last week I worked Monday-Friday, this week I worked Sunday-Thursday. Which means I worked 10 days with only one day off in between. I.am.SO.over.this.place!! I can't wait to go home and curl up in bed.

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Speaking of which, I didn't get much sleep yesterday. I had to get up and go to the little kids' school, because Elayna got an Aiming High award! It was for outstanding character.

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Attention All Parents! It's very important that you go and read this hilarious valuable information about keeping your kids safe on Halloween, brought to you by World of Weasels. You wouldn't want your kids to get into your candy any trouble or danger. So check it out!

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What are your kids going to be for Halloween? How about you, do you dress up? I'm thinking of dressing up this year.

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Hope you have a great one!


As always, don't forget to visit Mrs 4444 for more Friday Fragments!


Blogging for Boobs and Pondering Rotten Pumpkins

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I'm joining in on ShortMama's Letters to Someone again today.
Go visit her at Family of Shorts for more great letters!

Dear Fabulous Readers,
I'm blogging away from home today! My friend Rachel from A Southern Fairytale is doing a Blogging for Boobs series this month, and my post is featured today. Head on over there and read for the Boobs!
Dysfunctional Mom

Dear Anyone,
Have you ever looked inside of your jack o'lantern after it's been carved for a while? Sometimes they still look great on the outside, but on the inside, they're rotten. Moldy. Stinky. Nasty. This sort of makes me think of some people and situations. On the outside, everything looks great. They keep up a nice facade. But on the inside, it's rotten. Decaying. Gross. Foul.
Dysfunctional Mamasita

(makes me hurl!!)

~do you know anyone like that?~


Silly Searches

I love checking my stat counter, not because I obsess over the numbers (I honestly don't, I'm all about comments!) but it's interesting for me to see who views my blog. But even more interesting - and hilarious! - are the searches lead people to the Land of Dysfunction.

"Turd Burglar Watermelon" - Geez, a girl writes ONE post about the Turd Burglar and can never live it down! Some version of Turd Burglar is a very common referral...but watermelon? I have no clue.

"Stupid Thing I Did to be Cool" - obviously this one pulled up my "Stupid Thing I Did Today" post.

"What does butter my butt and call me a biscuit mean?" - That cracked me up! Some poor soul must've encountered a Southern woman and did not understand her language! I love that phrase and used it as a post title. It just means "Well I'll be darned" or "Well I declare!".

"Boobs Break Buttons" - Um, yeah. No idea. I don't have this problem, so I definitely haven't been blogging about it!

"Crazy Old Moms" - WHAT?! Who you calling a crazy old mom, you young whippersnapper?! I will beat you DOWN with my cane!

"John Deere Boobies" - Again, no idea! But it's pretty funny.

And my favorite of all...............

"My life is so ridiculous I just have to laugh" - You and me both, friend!!

I am in a FOUL mood today, for no particular reason except the Curse of being a female (which necessitated an emergency trip to Walmart this morning for Reese's Pumpkins, but I digress...). But these crazy searches made me laugh anyway!


18 Years Ago Today

18 years ago today, I was 18 years old. It was October 26th, 1991. And I was getting married.
The first question you might ask is, WHY? What was I thinking?
I wasn't pregnant, which is what most people probably would (and probably did) assume. Our first child wasn't born until March 30th, 1993.
My only explanation is I was in love, I thought I knew it all, and I was just determined to get married, regardless of what anyone else thought.
And that stubborness is part of what kept us together for over 11 years. So many people said we'd never make it, and we wanted to prove them wrong.
But they were right.
Statistically, teenage marriages are 2 to 3 times more likely to end in divorce. There are many reasons for this, but in my opinion and experience, it all boils down to one thing. Very few 18 year olds have the wisdom and maturity to choose a life partner.
In general, when teens marry, they do so for all the wrong reasons. Pregnancy is most often the reason, but other reasons are getting out of the parents' home or to ensure that the relationship will last. I think both of those reasons factored in for us.
Fortunately, teenage marriages are on the decline. Teen pregnancy rates are still high, but the rush to get married just isn't there any more.
I know there are exceptions to this, teen marriages that end up very successful and long-lasting. Feel free to tell me your story in the comments. I do know several couples who got married very young and are still together. I think it's great that they made it, and I'm sure it wasn't easy. Even the best marriage takes work, and when you're very young, that can be so hard, and so overwhelming. And when you've made the wrong choice for a partner due to immaturity and life experiences....it's so, so much harder. Also, the fact that my parents' marriage was full of screaming arguments, dysfunction, and a total lack of respect definitely influenced that decision.
I was 19 years old, almost 20, when my son was born. I don't regret having him so young at all. In fact, that was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
But getting married young is one thing I fervently hope my children do not do. I want them to wait until they have more life experience, maturity, and have truly gotten to know their own selves, before they take that step to be joined with someone else forever. I was SO stubborn and have always had to learn things the hard way. But I want so much better for my children.
The bright side is that all the bad in that marriage made me SO appreciate the good in my second marriage. And I am so lucky that there is so much good to appreciate!
Live and learn.


Scrolling Saturday - HIPPO-crites!

Way back when I first started blogging, my friend Melissa from Rock&Drool and a friend of hers (who I believe has since stopped blogging?) had a feature every Saturday. It was called Scrolling Saturdays, and bloggers could link up an old post that they thought was worth re-running. I miss that feature, and thought I'd give it some new life today. There's a particular post that's on my mind and I really think it deserves a repeat.

Have you ever met a hypocrite? There are some people who are SUCH hypocrites that it makes me want to bang my head against a wall....or roll on the floor laughing...or maybe both! Do they seriously not realize that people see right through them? Do they really not realize that they are doing the EXACT thing they're attempting to belittle someone else for? I say attempting because in most cases, everyone else knows that person is a hypocrite, and doesn't give a flying fart what that hypocrite thinks! It's good for a laugh, though.

So, here it is, my HIPPOcrite post, "People in Glass Houses Shouldn't Throw Hippos".


Good morning, boys and girls!
Today we're going to talk about hypocrites.

Hypocrites are not these critters:

They're far less cute.
Let's define hypocrite.


I think that pretty well sums it up.
I am sure that most of us, at some point in our lives, have done something that could be called hypocritical. We're only human.
But some people seem to make it a full-time job! And I have encountered several of those people lately. So I'm going to discuss hippo-crites today.
The thing I see and hear a lot of recently is people saying nasty things about people for doing certain things. Or, directly confronting someone, telling them they are wrong for doing something. All the while, knowing that they do the exact.same.thing.themselves.
Let's have an example.
Let's say I smoke. (for the record, I don't, it's an example.)
If I were to go around b*tching at other people for smoking, that would make me a big old HIPPO-crite. (I like to put the emphasis on HIPPO. I'm weird like that.)
Or, let's say I drive badly and tailgate everyone. Then, I yell at other people for tailgating ME.
What would that make me, class? You're RIGHT! A HIPPOcrite.

There's another point I'd like to make. If you're going to chastise, call out, tell off, or talk trash about something someone does, make sure you:
a. have NEVER done this thing before.
b. do not CURRENTLY do this thing.
c. will NEVER do it at any time in the future.

Time for another example:
Don't make fun of someone for driving a crappy car. One day, you may find yourself in that position, and drive a crappy car yourself. And then......you'll be a HIPPOcrite. Things can turn around and bite you in the butt! So watch your butt, peeps. Chances are, your words will come back to haunt you "in the end".

Don't spread nasty rumors about someone who drinks too much, if you tip the bottle yourself on a regular basis!

Or, if you put someone down for being a circus performer...but unbeknownst to anyone, YOU were a circus performer years ago...you might just be a HIPPOcrite! It's just icky to judge someone at all, but to judge someone for doing something that you yourself have done? That's downright ugly. And karma will get you!

The old saying is true. People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
These stone-throwers will soon be surrounded by shattered glass if they aren't careful.


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No hippos were harmed in the making of this blog post.


Friday Fragments ~ I'm the Fave!

WOOHOO, I finally won the coveted Friday Fragmenter Award! My fragment from last week about Buck and his comment on the Rice Krispies website was Mrs 4444's Favorite Fragment of the week. As I told her in the comments, "I'd like to thank the academy, Rice Krispies, and of course, Buck!"

And now Friday has rolled around again, so it's time for more Fragments. Visit Mrs4444 at Half Past Kissin Time to see other Fragmented Fragmenters Fragging!

>* I've worked at this hospital for exactly three years today. In that three years, I never once came across the issue of a patient needing a vegetarian diet...until recently. You know, AFTER I fell off the vegetarian wagon. Since then it happened TWICE. I think it's the work of these guys. They're trying to make me feel bad.

>* My friend Manic Mother has a really fun photo contest going on. It's a Bad Hair photo contest, and the winner will get a new blog header & button designed by Manic Mother herself! Go visit her blog, which she designed, to see how talented she is, and submit your Bad Hair photo too!

>* This afternoon, Shelbie and I are going shopping for her Halloween costume. She wants to be a cowgirl, so we're going thrift-store-shopping for boots, a hat, and a flannel shirt. I also promised her we'd go to Starbucks while we were out. Ohh, the sacrifices I make for my children! The pumpkin spice flavored sacrifices! *sigh*

>* Speaking of Shelbie, her volleyball team is still undefeated! Can I get a woot-woot?!
Elayna has a game on Saturday. She is not loooving softball. She likes it, but I think in the spring, she's going to try volleyball.

>* I'll leave you with a shot of part of our Halloween decorations. It's really cool at night when the jack o'lanterns are lit up!

>* We still have more decorations to get out before the Big Night! We'll try not to go overboard, though.....

Have a wonderful weekend!


Letters to Someone

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Every Thursday, my friend ShortMama does a feature called Letters to Someone. I love me some ShortMama, her blog is absolutely adorable! Be sure you check out the wonderful Family of Shorts, you'll be glad you did.
This is my first time participating in Letters to Someone. I've always thought it was a great idea and this week I discovered that I have a lot to say!

Dear One-Upper,
For every story I tell, you have one more elaborate, more bloody, more painful...you get the idea. It's extremely annoying. My youngest children do this, but they are...well...children. You are grown. You are annoying. Nobody likes a one-upper. Find a new hobby!


Dear Know-It-All,

You are amazing. You know everything to know about every subject known to mankind. You have a college degree in...oh wait, nothing. A BS in BS, maybe. But astoundingly, you have a wealth of knowledge on every topic. You know far more than doctors, teachers, pretty much any so-called expert in any field. I have a funny feeling that you will have a rude awakening one of these days though!


Dear "You Don't Understand",

For every trial you go through, I don't understand. I have never felt what you feel, endured what you've endured. I.do.not.understand. I haven't been there. I don't understand how you feel because you can't sign your 5 year old daughter up for team sports. How could I understand? My daughters are 8 and 13 year old and just now playing team sports for the first time ever. But clearly, I can't imagine how you feel. I don't understand how it feels to have money worries. How could I? My husband was out of work for a month this summer, but oh no, money worries are a mystery to me. I simply do not understand!


Dear Judgy McJudgerson,
You are my 'favorite' of all. Heh. You have something to say about everything. Nothing certain people do is good enough in your eyes. No matter the situation, you have a snide remark. A put-down. You do it better, faster, prettier, and nobody else can measure up. What you don't realize though....is that nobody cares!



Dear All Of the Above,

You? Suck. Nobody likes you. I think it's time to step back and take a good look at yourself...and maybe make some changes. Because you? Are kind of a jerk.

Over it!


Proud to Be a Scary Dysfunctional Mommy

I love the way Scary Mommy describes being a Scary Mommy.

"I believe a Scary Mommy is a mother who doesn’t leave the house wearing lipstick at all times. A Scary Mommy loves her kids to death, but will admit to feeling totally overwhelmed and exhausted by the gig. A Scary Mommy doesn’t really care what other people think, and a Scary Mommy thinks that all mothers win when we admit our weaknesses."

I agree with every word of that. As for my personal scariness....well to start off with, there's the way my head spins around in full circles when I'm angry. That's pretty scary.
And the way I can silence a room full of children with nothing but a look. That? Is kind of terrifying.
But you won't believe how scary this is....on busy nights, I think it's ok to feed my kids microwave dinners. Or pancakes & hot cocoa. Amazingly, I have done this...and they lived.
You know what else? My kids have fallen asleep before they've even eaten dinner on a few occasions. They did not starve before they woke up the next morning!
I'm not terribly crafty. I am TERRIBLE at fixing girls' hair, and believe me, I have tried.
I yell when I'm mad, but I also yell when I'm cheering them on at their games.
I'm impatient, but I'm supportive.
I'm disorganized, but I'm helpful.
I'm indulgent in some ways, very strict in others.
We may sometimes ALL drive each other crazy, but we laugh and have fun together. And somehow I've managed to raise some awesome children.....so awesome it's scary!


Weekend Wrap-Up

It's Monday, time to wrap up our weekend.

~~~* On Friday, my husband took the kids to the homecoming parade. I was just too tired to go. Then Friday night, my oldest son Tim (16) cooked dinner! Totally voluntarily, we got home and he just started cooking. I felt very spoiled that day. He made chicken fettucini alfredo with garlic bread. Yum!

~~~* On Saturday, we went to my parents' house to watch the Florida vs. Arkansas game, which gave us wrinkles, gray hairs, and indigestion. The Gators won at the very end but OMG, what a close, nail-biter game!

~~~* On Sunday, we went to church, and then to our small town's Harvest Festival. It was on Main Street, which is just a couple of blocks from our house. When it was over, we all sat outside and watched the horse-drawn carriage ride by our house. Good times! Afterwards we went to "Small Group", which is what our church does on Sunday night. We meet at the home of a couple (who we both really like) and the kids all go to their own small groups. We discuss that morning's message and anything else we want to talk about. We really enjoy it.
I also got to experience a Keurig Coffee System for the first time. WANT!

~~~* Now it's the beginning of another week of work and sports every night! The temps have dropped quickly here; it's 50 degrees right now. I was freezing tonight at softball practice! DO NOT WANT!
So our Meatless/Meatfree Monday DysFUNctional Dinner was pancakes & hot chocolate. According to my kids, I am the best Mom ever. WIN!
Wishing everyone a good week!


Friday Fraggin'!

Sometimes I wonder how I lived without Friday Fragments. All week when certain little things happen, I think, "Oh yeah, that's gonna be a Friday Fragment!". I decided to check back and see just how long I've been Fragging, and I found my first Friday Fragment post - from September 5th, 2008. I've been Fragging for over a year! I really look forward to writing these posts and again, I'm so glad Mrs 4444 hosts this every week for us.

Friday's Freewrite is another fun way to sum up your week and meet new bloggy friends.

So, here we go!

* I'm planning on making Rice Krispy treats this weekend for John. He LOVES them and I haven't made them in years, so I went to the Rice Krispies website to find the recipe. I discovered that they have a comment section, and there I found this hilarious little tidbit:

Man! - I really love the ones that crackle and the ones that pop, but on the other hand, I just cant stand the ones that snap. I have been trying to pick them all out but it takes for ever and they are REALLY hard to distiguish. anyone else feel me? what can I do? thanks in advance for any ideas. Buck
buck, – Posted: 07-16-2009, 9:28 AM

Buck, wherever you are, this cracked me right up!

* I wonder what it says about me that two of my favorite blogs are Chicken Nuggets of Wisdom and Life of a Tater Tot Mom ? I think it says I have excellent taste. *snort* (Check them out!)

* While riding in the car the other day, I was flipping through the radio stations and bypassed the song 'Pocketful of Sunshine'. Elayna said "Mommy! Turn it back! You like that song!" I replied, "Um, no, I actually do not like that song at all." Elayna: "Well then why have I heard you sing it?" Me: "Elayna, I can assure you that you have NEVER heard me sing 'Pocketful of Sunshine'. I am NOT a 'Pocketful of Sunshine' kinda girl." To which John chimed in: "Yeah, she's more like 'Pocketful of Demonic Thoughts'.
I wanted to be offended, but I was laughing too hard.

* The girls both won their games last night! I am so proud of them.

* Tomorrow starts the University of Florida's Homecoming festivities. We'll be going to the parade. We have a school holiday on this day every year. The parade is fun, plus we get to see Tim Tebow. Win/win!

* Speaking of wins! It's time to announce the winner of my Nut Clusters Giveaway. Elayna had her game tonight and then spent the night with my parents, so she wasn't available to draw the name of the winner. Bummer! I had to use the boring old Random Number Generator, which is not nearly as cute as Elayna. Here are the results:

True Random Number Generator
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Max: 14
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And the 9th commenter was.....Allison from Life of a Tater Tot Mom! Congrats, Allison!

I hope you all have a Fantastic Fall weekend!


Southern Loving

There's something about us Southern Women. Many of us love to cook. It's not just the preparing of food and satisfying hunger. Feeding people is a way of taking care of them. Food equals love. If we love you, we feed you, and we feed you well.
If you don't fall into this stereotype, don't get offended.
But many of us Southern women do. It's in our blood. There is not much in this world that compares to the comfort food prepared by a Southern woman. Chicken & dumplings, meatloaf and mashed potatoes, beef stew, chicken & yellow rice....potato salad, banana pudding...I could go on all day.
I am dead serious when I say that my cooking is one reason my husband fell in love with me. He wasn't used to it; his family is from England and their way of cooking is quite different. He got used to my cooking very quickly. His favorite is holidays, when several Southern women get together and cook. And dinner on the grounds at church is his idea of Heaven.
We feed our men, we feed our kids, we feed our sick, we feed our grieving. We eat to mourn and to celebrate.
Sometimes we keep recipes to ourselves as a sort of signature dish. I'm always the one who brings potato salad to our family gatherings.
Other times we happily share our recipes. If you ever want some fantastic Southern recipes, go visit my friend Rachel at A Southern Fairytale. My family even loves her because I try so many of her recipes and they are amazing!
Now the time has come that one of my daughters is interested in cooking. The little one is all about helping, but Shelbie can actually cook. A few weekends ago, she was at her dad's house flipping through a cookbook. She found a recipe for Chocolate Covered Peanut Butter Bars, and her signature dish was created. They are delicious! She's made it a few times at her dad's house and now twice at home. I brought one dish to work, and now everyone on the unit, from clerks to neurosurgeons, think she's the bomb! And when I told her that, she was so pleased. She's learning already that feeding people good food is rewarding. It just feels good.
Another dish I love to bring to work is the Black Eyed Pea Dip. It may sound a little odd, but it is make-you-wanna-slap-your-mama good! I got that recipe from Melissa at Stretch Marks. Even my friend from Chicago, who thought it sounded horrible, ended up LOVING it, and now that she's moved back to Chicago, she's making it for her family there!
When you come to my house, you might trip over a dog or a cat. You might have to move some clean laundry over to have a seat on the couch. But you will be fed, and you will be fed well. It's love, on a plate.
And since, when I love you, I feed you....here are some Southern recipes for you. Enjoy!

Hot & Cheesy Black Eyed Pea Dip
1 (16-ounce) can black-eyed peas, drained, rinsed
1 (14-ounce) can artichoke hearts, drained, chopped
2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese
1/2 cup sour cream
1/2 cup mayonnaise
1 envelope buttermilk ranch salad dressing mix
1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese

Combine all the ingredients in a bowl and mix well. Spoon into a baking dish.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until bubbly.
Serve with crackers or tortilla chips. (I prefer crackers)

Shelbie's Chocolate Peanut Butter Bars
2 cups confectioner's sugar
1 cup peanut butter (Shelbie says you should use a little over a cup)
6 tbsp stick butter, melted
2 cups graham crackers
1 twelve oz package of MILK chocolate chips

Stir all ingredients together except chocolate chips. Press into a 9x13 pan. Microwave chocolate chips for 2 minutes, stirring every 30 seconds. Pour chocolate over peanut butter mixture. Refrigerate for 30-45 minutes; serve.


Random Rambling Friday Fragments

TGIF! It's time for Friday Fragments.

~*~ Starting on a sad note: A few days ago I was notified of a new follower on Twitter named Amy. I followed her back. Just a couple of days after that, I saw some tweets from a mutual friend about Amy's nephew. They said that he had been taken to the hospital by ambulance because he wasn't breathing. Then I saw this blog post. Amy's sweet nephew, Jackson, passed away. Please keep this family in your prayers.

~*~ On a brighter note: Both of my girls had their first games last night. Softball for Elayna, volleyball for Shelbie. They both did great. I LOVE Shelbie's coach & team. They are all about building each other up. They're very encouraging and supportive. It's a great experience for her. Elayna is really enjoying herself as well.
I tried to take a cell phone pic of Shelbie but mostly got nothing but a blur. This is the clearest blur I managed!

And here's Layna posing at home when she first got her uniform.

~*~ We are cat-sitting this pretty girl for a friend of mine. She is SO sweet and pretty. John told me to tell my friend that her cat ran away so we can keep her! He's such a dork. But how lucky am I, an animal lover, to be married to another animal lover? It works out well.


~*~ I talk to John about my blog & blog friends all the time. I told him all about my misheard lyrics post. So the other day he said to me "Did you tell your friends about how you misheard "Under the Living Room"? I love the way he worded it; not "did you blog about.." but "did you tell your friends about..." because that's truly what it is. That's what I do here, talk to my friends.

~*~ Did you see NieNie on Oprah? I missed the show but went to Oprah.com and watched the clip. How totally inspiring and incredible! If you missed it, I hope you'll watch the Oprah clip. You'll be glad you did.

~*~ Listening to my Tom Petty radio station on Pandora makes my nights at work awesome. Same goes for my Eagles station. Love.them.

~*~ Speaking of work: Last night I came in at 11pm, and all hell proceeded to break loose shortly thereafter. We are very shorthanded; we have no stat nurses (extra nurses who aren't assigned patients, they help the other nurses) and only 2 clerks. We usually have 2 stat nurses and at least 3 clerks. A patient started losing a lot of blood, so I had to order blood products and run to the blood bank to get them. Then we got a new patient in while all of that was going on, and that patient had to go down for a CT scan. Meanwhile the other 28 patients needed things too (we're a 30-bed unit). I was running all over the place! I work in an ICU, which is very different then doing the same job on a regular floor. My role & responsbilities are far different. It can be stressful, but it also makes me feel like a more important part of the team that saves lives. We are constantly reminded of how vital we are as clerks on this unit. And tonight not only was I thanked profusely by the nurses, but I actually had one come up to me and say "Cyndy, you are doing a fantastic job tonight." Who wouldn't like that?!

~*~ Thanks to Mrs 4444 for hosting Friday Fragments every Friday! Go visit her for more Fragments of Fun.
Have a great weekend!


It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time....

If ever there were a simple phrase that summed up my life, this is it:

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

I think that will be the name of my memoirs. (*snort* like I'll ever have time to write my memoirs...)
When you look back at your life, nearly everything you've done probably seemed like a good idea at the time. Otherwise, you wouldn't have done it, right?
Then years later, you look back and say to yourself - what on Earth was I thinking?!?!
I can look back at so many things that I have done and think, well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Starting from a very young age, like when I was 11 years old. Running into the back yard to ask my parents if I could spend the night with a friend seemed like a good idea. Until I realized the glass door I was running through actually wasn't open. Until I smashed into it. Then it was open....in pieces. (and yes, I was sliced up pretty well myself!)
Driving down a very curvy lake road at 80+ MPH seemed like a fantastic idea. Thank God that only ended up in a ticket and not a wreck!
Marrying at the age of 18. Holy Wow, that was a big one. It seemed like a great idea at the time. And nobody could tell me any different!
And there are so many other things that I could say this about. Isn't it funny how when you look back at it, it seems so obvious that it was NOT such a great idea? I guess that's the wisdom that comes with age. Living and learning.
It reminds me of one of my favorite lines from a great song: "Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end." (Closing Time, Semisonic)
Most of those beginnings....probably seemed like a good idea at the time.


Excuse Me While I Kiss This Guy

Have you ever heard that song? You know, Jimi Hendrix? Kiss This Guy?
What? That's not what he really says? Ohhhh. "Kiss the Sky". Gotcha.

What about "Hold Me Closer, Tony Danza", by Elton John?
That's wrong too? It's "Tiny Dancer"?!

I've heard both of those many times. Misheard song lyrics crack me up! Another one I love is "There's a Bathroom on the Right" ("There's a Bad Moon on the Rise", 3 Dog Night)

My sister swore that old disco song "If I Can't Have You, I Don't Want Nobody Baby" by Yvonne Elliman was actually "If a Cat Had You...". It's great how it doesn't have to make sense. If that's what you hear, that's what you hear! When I first heard the Outkast song "I Like the Way You Move" I swore they were saying "Under the Living Room", and now we all sing it that way.

When Shelbie was little and sang the song "These Days" by Rascall Flatts, she said "if you ever come back around this stinky old town" instead of "sleepy old town".

Tim thought Phil Vasser was saying "and I ask the Lord, very nice" instead of "every night" in the song "Just Another Day in Paradise".

My brother did it on purpose; he was the Weird Al of the family. Two of his favorites were "Self Control" by Laura Branigan (instead of "you take my self, you take my self control" he sang "you take my 'mote, you take my 'mote control") and Paul Young's "Every Time You Go Away"; Greg sang "Every time you go away, you take a piece of MEAT with you" instead of "me". Yeah, he's special.

So, you know you did it too. What song lyrics did you mishear?


Simple Pleasures

On Friday night, I found myself at home alone with Elayna.

John & Tim were working, Shelbie was at the high school football game, and Andrew was with his Nana (John's mom).

So clearly, there were nails to be painted, hair to be braided, and cookies to be baked!

And that is what we did.

(Please ignore the mess in the background - we did! Girly time was more important.)

(1) ice (2) decorate (3) EAT!!!

My toes are now a fabulous shade of PEACH.

Good times! What Simple Pleasures did you enjoy this weekend?


For your viewing pleasure.....

If you have never been to this website - People of Walmart- you must go.

It is absolutely mind-blowing.

Every time I visit this site, I end up with my mouth hanging open, staring in utter disbelief at something like this, for example:

Every time I show someone else this website, they say the same thing: "No."

Because although your eyes see the pictures, your brain refuses to believe that what you're seeing is real.

So, go. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Have a great weekend!