Saturday, August 30, 2008

Wish me luck

Today is all about pictures. Trying to get some that I can post for you to see. Let me just say the dog is not happy with the sombero. I think Hillbilly is afraid of the camera too.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Sassafras

Most people are really getting excited about a three day weekend. Me? I'm excited because my hillbilly is bringing me some sassafras roots-the best thing known to exterminate killer cramps.What can I say? I walk on the wild side.

Friday, August 22, 2008

That's my Girl

I was a little bit worried about Lauren going to school with boys and how she would handle them. Our conversation went something like this.
Me: Hey, did you have any problems today?
Lauren: There was this one boy that whistled and made a comment about my body.
Me: What'd you do?
Lauren: I flipped him off.
Me: Oh, what did he do then?
Lauren: When I saw him again he asked why I did that.
Me: And?
Lauren: I told him no one talks that way to me. I don't like it.
Me(smiling at this point): What happened next?
Lauren: He apologized.
That's my girl.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

FedEx

Honestly, can't say that I LOVE my job, but I'm proud to work for a company that will spend thousands of dollars to help out one of their own...that's why I'm blogging to you from Ft. Meyers (Florida).Yours truly is part of the Hurricane Faye team and we've got it under control-please don't send me Fedex horror stories at this time. I'm in a strange city with outdated maps delivering as fast as I can. The cell phone towers are iffy.Have I been lost? Most certainly, but I've seen a great deal of the city and the sun will come out tomorrow.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Bauxite Miner

Today, Lauren drove herself to school-I know she did-I had her call when she left the house and again when she got to school. She arrived safely though pissed at her mother for treating her like such a baby. I'm sure she looked great-she'd tried on enough outfits to find the perfect one, but it's not easy starting over. My heart goes out to her even though she's really looking forward to making new friends and going to school with boys. I'm sure she'll do great-there's nothing she's not good at and meeting new people has always been easy for her. The school colors are black and white...nothing exciting there.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

It's notta brick house

I've been up since 3 am and haven't found a picture to post of my house. You see today may be the last day I can call it my house. The final divorce hearing is today. I realize it's nothing but wood and sheet rock, but it's where I've lived for 13 years. The longest I've lived anywhere except the house in which I grew up in.Those out of control Crepe Myrtles by the driveway-I planted all three of them. One to symbolize each child. The daffodils by the road-the kids help me transplant 20 or so each year-I think I even conned a niece or two to help with them. I don't like the color pink-I never have, but my bedroom has grown on me(scary what pink can do). Aqua, never has-I think Beth chose that color so I would stay out of her room. It's just a little square house. Nothing special about it except the memories I have here. There's the time Lauren's room was totally themed with the "Lion King", Paul's 5th Birthday party-No one rsvp'd and 30 kids showed up(my first hint that children's parties can get out of hand), Beth's bunkin' parties (further proof that parties got out of hand), there's snowball fights and snowmen in the front yard, Paul's firetruck bed, the kids hiding the fake Christmas tree in the attic so we would have to buy a real one, pictures in front of the fireplace, the iguana climbing in the fireplace when we lost heat one winter....I wouldn't change one second not even to avoid my crucifiction in front of the judge. Give it your best shot Mike, it's the last chance you'll ever have. There's nothing else you can take.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Discovery 56

I love yard sales. Early Saturday, me and a special friend started out Hwy 64 near Clarksville and made it almost to Russelville and I got to go to enough yard sales. I was happy with 56. The sales stretched from Beebee to Ft. Smith-a mere one hundred and sixty miles. Arkansas Calendar of events usually posts the sale-when it starts and such. And there were many,many more to be had, but I just couldn't climb in and out of the truck one more time. Next year, more sleep, a little bit more money(there was a fantastic deal on a horse and trailer that I had to turn down), and maybe a step ladder for the truck. The truck is a must. You should see the bargains-they wouldn't have fit it the car. Next year I won't quit til I break 100 or the truck is full which ever comes first. My friend, consider yourself warned.