Friday, June 27, 2008
A-Okay
Crosby's mom, Meredith, is doing good and the cyst was just a "benign fatty tumor." I love her humor through it all!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Thoughts and prayers...
Thanks be to God because it is raining as I type (and sounds so good!) I know I probably seem like some sort of crazy person obsessing about the rain but an ongoing severe drought is the last thing this sagging economy needs. Although you would never know that there is a recession slump here as Plumberboy remains so busy. He's doing lots of work in the "field" where it is good and hot... welcome home I suppose!
Anyway, check out Crosby's page and please add his mom, Meredith, to your prayer list. She is now anxiously awaiting results from her own biopsy. I feel so bad for this family as they have been through so much already. I somewhat know what it feels like to be stuck in a vicious circle of bad news and worry. And I also know there are all sorts of little saying about not worrying if you're praying, etc but those were obviously said by people who didn't have a sick kid or a sick spouse. It's impossible not to worry with the frail hearts and flesh that God gave us for this world but it is possible to have a peace that surpasses understanding. I'm praying that for Team Nathaniel!
One last thing, yes I am aware of Jimmy Johns situation at Alabama. What more can I say? I've acknowledged many times on this very blog that our team is full of thugs who need to move on. It looks like Johns will be doing just that (on the taxpayers' dime)... and what a waste it is. My kids will never have the raw talent he had but he just goes and throws his all away. (As a sidenote, if memory serves me correctly, Jimmy Johns is a parent himself.) Doesn't he know that at the very least he could have successfully sold insurance in this state for the rest of his life? Don't follow in his footsteps, Baby Ro! (And no, that's not a code name for one of my younguns.)
PS: Upon reading some of today's articles, I'm guardedly optimistic that Johns' behavior was in no way condoned by his teammates seeing as he took great measures to hide his secret. On the other hand, his frat boy customers knew exactly who they were dealing with. Typical. Seriously, typical.
ADDENDUM: Apparently Jimmy Johns could have tried just a little harder to hide his side job. The police report indicates Johns sold dope in the parking lot of the football complex!!! But in fairness to Saban, those deals went down last week and can you imagine the uproar if Saban had kicked Johns off the team just for looking out his office window, seeing Jimmy Johns talking to a white dude, and assuming he must be a drug dealer. Much thanks to Mr. Johns for putting us in this situation. Har.
Anyway, check out Crosby's page and please add his mom, Meredith, to your prayer list. She is now anxiously awaiting results from her own biopsy. I feel so bad for this family as they have been through so much already. I somewhat know what it feels like to be stuck in a vicious circle of bad news and worry. And I also know there are all sorts of little saying about not worrying if you're praying, etc but those were obviously said by people who didn't have a sick kid or a sick spouse. It's impossible not to worry with the frail hearts and flesh that God gave us for this world but it is possible to have a peace that surpasses understanding. I'm praying that for Team Nathaniel!
One last thing, yes I am aware of Jimmy Johns situation at Alabama. What more can I say? I've acknowledged many times on this very blog that our team is full of thugs who need to move on. It looks like Johns will be doing just that (on the taxpayers' dime)... and what a waste it is. My kids will never have the raw talent he had but he just goes and throws his all away. (As a sidenote, if memory serves me correctly, Jimmy Johns is a parent himself.) Doesn't he know that at the very least he could have successfully sold insurance in this state for the rest of his life? Don't follow in his footsteps, Baby Ro! (And no, that's not a code name for one of my younguns.)
PS: Upon reading some of today's articles, I'm guardedly optimistic that Johns' behavior was in no way condoned by his teammates seeing as he took great measures to hide his secret. On the other hand, his frat boy customers knew exactly who they were dealing with. Typical. Seriously, typical.
ADDENDUM: Apparently Jimmy Johns could have tried just a little harder to hide his side job. The police report indicates Johns sold dope in the parking lot of the football complex!!! But in fairness to Saban, those deals went down last week and can you imagine the uproar if Saban had kicked Johns off the team just for looking out his office window, seeing Jimmy Johns talking to a white dude, and assuming he must be a drug dealer. Much thanks to Mr. Johns for putting us in this situation. Har.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Praise The Lord!
First, for getting us to and from Florida safely. That's no small feat for sure. Second, for bringing our neck of the woods some much needed rain. Of course it was short-lived but thanks are in order nonetheless. I don't have much time at all but I wanted to at least let you all know that we are alive and well. We don't have many pictures on our camera from the trip because the battery died about two days into our stay. We didn't have a cord to recharge (we normally recharge on the printer dock but we'll have to look into purchasing a more travel-friendly cord) but never fear, Peepaparrazi was with us and has taken like 200+ pics, many of them of me at unflattering angles. He seriously gets a kick out of that!
Ugh, vacation was nice but being away from home and all its responsibilities for 9 days makes it almost not worth it. There was literally a mailbox full of mail that had been held by the postman, dead flowers in the flower boxes and beds, and emails galore with info that needs immediate attention. Plus, the kids are rundown completely... at times they are not even rational (surprise, I know.) Our vacation included 7 days packed full of water-related activities in one form or another with late bedtimes and early Eastern-time-zone mornings galore but our kids still refused to compensate for this lack of rest/sleep. Crabman slept a grand total of 15 minutes on our 11-hour ride home (that's less than me) while Ricky Bobby slept none (as expected.) Crabman is napping as I type while Ricky Bobby continues his summer tour of playdates. And yes, Stacie, I am tan (and also currently blonde) but I'm exhausted so I'd say the dark undercircles counter the glowing bronze of a fresh Florida tan. Don't be jealous. :)
Okay, I do have so many blogging-related thoughts on my mind though but really must be brief. First, the college minister at our church lost a daughter while we were in Florida. Apparently she had some heart issues at birth and died during surgery. I believe these issues were expected but as we all know, that doesn't make them any easier. We're praying for their family and grieve with them as best we can.
Now there's no way to eloquently segueway into random news articles so forgive me for abruptly shifting gears. I do want to mention that you should vote for John McCain just because of this. (Well, and this.) The answer to all of our energy problems is not offshore or ANWAR drilling (though I don't particularly see the harm)...it's finding a new way to power a car, period. Solar and wind energy seems to me to be the logical course of action but grossly more efficient car components are a start. Running a car on water, especially salt water, seems incredibly short-sighted in my humble opinion. I mean, man does not live on gasoline alone but water is a whole different situation. I don't want to power my relatively unnecessary car on a vital element of life. Besides, Plumberboy is sick of me yelling "it's the cars, stupid!" at the TV every time they report on gas prices. Regardless, hunker down for long-term pump woes because the issues here are a lot more complex than Neal Cavuto wants to admit.
Okay, here's my vote for parents of the year.
File this under "I told you so." (See exhibit A). Stacie missed Ian's blog that linked to this article because she refused to participate in Day 8's suggested reading but I'll forgive her because she's the only one who commented while I was gone.
Lastly, I am so glad to hear that the so-called pregnancy pact didn't really exist and in reality the Gloucester girls acted independently in getting knocked up by homeless men. Whew! (PS: I thought those sort of things only happened in Nantucket!)
Ugh, vacation was nice but being away from home and all its responsibilities for 9 days makes it almost not worth it. There was literally a mailbox full of mail that had been held by the postman, dead flowers in the flower boxes and beds, and emails galore with info that needs immediate attention. Plus, the kids are rundown completely... at times they are not even rational (surprise, I know.) Our vacation included 7 days packed full of water-related activities in one form or another with late bedtimes and early Eastern-time-zone mornings galore but our kids still refused to compensate for this lack of rest/sleep. Crabman slept a grand total of 15 minutes on our 11-hour ride home (that's less than me) while Ricky Bobby slept none (as expected.) Crabman is napping as I type while Ricky Bobby continues his summer tour of playdates. And yes, Stacie, I am tan (and also currently blonde) but I'm exhausted so I'd say the dark undercircles counter the glowing bronze of a fresh Florida tan. Don't be jealous. :)
Okay, I do have so many blogging-related thoughts on my mind though but really must be brief. First, the college minister at our church lost a daughter while we were in Florida. Apparently she had some heart issues at birth and died during surgery. I believe these issues were expected but as we all know, that doesn't make them any easier. We're praying for their family and grieve with them as best we can.
Now there's no way to eloquently segueway into random news articles so forgive me for abruptly shifting gears. I do want to mention that you should vote for John McCain just because of this. (Well, and this.) The answer to all of our energy problems is not offshore or ANWAR drilling (though I don't particularly see the harm)...it's finding a new way to power a car, period. Solar and wind energy seems to me to be the logical course of action but grossly more efficient car components are a start. Running a car on water, especially salt water, seems incredibly short-sighted in my humble opinion. I mean, man does not live on gasoline alone but water is a whole different situation. I don't want to power my relatively unnecessary car on a vital element of life. Besides, Plumberboy is sick of me yelling "it's the cars, stupid!" at the TV every time they report on gas prices. Regardless, hunker down for long-term pump woes because the issues here are a lot more complex than Neal Cavuto wants to admit.
Okay, here's my vote for parents of the year.
File this under "I told you so." (See exhibit A). Stacie missed Ian's blog that linked to this article because she refused to participate in Day 8's suggested reading but I'll forgive her because she's the only one who commented while I was gone.
Lastly, I am so glad to hear that the so-called pregnancy pact didn't really exist and in reality the Gloucester girls acted independently in getting knocked up by homeless men. Whew! (PS: I thought those sort of things only happened in Nantucket!)
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
You know you'll miss me...
... but I'm leaving you in capable hands. Below are some links to some rather long (but interesting!) reading in my absence. I thought we would have a wireless card on our trip but it looks like we'll be relegated to bumming free wi-fi in the parking lot of the Holiday Inn. In other words, I highly doubt I'll post while I'm gone and after all, this should be a vacation, right? And I pray there will be nothing so urgent it can't be shared until we return home. Until then, my friends:
Day 1 (Treat yourself and read the entire story. And be sure to read her newest posts from the past couple of weeks. I don't think it will be time wasted. Plus, there are tons of good links.)
Day 2 (There are probably lots of other interesting links from there... including lots more updated info.)
Day 3 (Tons, and a I do mean tons, of links via this site. I have to give credit where credit is due... I swiped this link from my sister's blog!)
Day 4 (Wanted to MAKE SURE you heard this for yourself. Look for an embedded video sometime in the future... ya know, just so you don't forget! You can read more here and here and here and here. Just FYI Barry, I'm 100% behind a woman doing whatever she wants with whatever is 100% her DNA. More on that later!)
Day 5 (Link 4 reminded me of this. Be sure you click on the title to get to the home page with her current blogs. After a brief scan, it appears there are lots of good political debates there.)
Day 6 (I think you'll always find something entertaining there and you need something fluffy to read after that last link!)
Day 7 (Very similar to Link 6 but hey, you can research the latest email forward while you're there!)
Day 8 (Probably the most informative of the Capstone beat bloggers)
Day 9 (Learn somethin' why doncha?!?!)
Day 10 (Then we can have something to talk about when I get back!)
PS: Don't forget about all my virtual friends on the sidebar (be sure to check on our friend, Crosby as he had his scans yesterday... big deal!) ----------->
Show them some blog meter love! And don't forget to check back here again soon but don't hold your breath waiting for vacation pics. It takes me for-evah to get them uploaded to the computer. Right, P-Paw?
Day 1 (Treat yourself and read the entire story. And be sure to read her newest posts from the past couple of weeks. I don't think it will be time wasted. Plus, there are tons of good links.)
Day 2 (There are probably lots of other interesting links from there... including lots more updated info.)
Day 3 (Tons, and a I do mean tons, of links via this site. I have to give credit where credit is due... I swiped this link from my sister's blog!)
Day 4 (Wanted to MAKE SURE you heard this for yourself. Look for an embedded video sometime in the future... ya know, just so you don't forget! You can read more here and here and here and here. Just FYI Barry, I'm 100% behind a woman doing whatever she wants with whatever is 100% her DNA. More on that later!)
Day 5 (Link 4 reminded me of this. Be sure you click on the title to get to the home page with her current blogs. After a brief scan, it appears there are lots of good political debates there.)
Day 6 (I think you'll always find something entertaining there and you need something fluffy to read after that last link!)
Day 7 (Very similar to Link 6 but hey, you can research the latest email forward while you're there!)
Day 8 (Probably the most informative of the Capstone beat bloggers)
Day 9 (Learn somethin' why doncha?!?!)
Day 10 (Then we can have something to talk about when I get back!)
PS: Don't forget about all my virtual friends on the sidebar (be sure to check on our friend, Crosby as he had his scans yesterday... big deal!) ----------->
Show them some blog meter love! And don't forget to check back here again soon but don't hold your breath waiting for vacation pics. It takes me for-evah to get them uploaded to the computer. Right, P-Paw?
Open mouth, insert wasp!
A wasp flew into my mom's mouth yesterday and stung her on the tongue... twice. She was on her cellphone with my sister when it happened. If that doesn't deserve to be labeled as "randomness" then I don't know what does.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Yet more movie reviews for your reading pleasure
We're in countdown mode around our house now. Only 2 more full days before we head out for a little vacay. (Yes, P-Paw, I am aware of how "dangerous" it is to announce to the WORLD WIDE WEB that we're going on vacation but I'm not mentioning that someone could be staying at our house or that our dogs aren't going with us. PLUS all of 3, maybe 4, people read this blog... you included.) Anyway, back to what's going on with us. Plumberboy is working his tail off. I can't sleep at night because I'm thinking about all the things I need to get done before we go. The kids are really excited about Florida but mostly because we bought an adapter for our van so they can play Gamecube on the road.
I'm exhausted with twoheavy sedatives "little helpers" on board so I'll get to the point. We saw Resurrecting The Champ this weekend and it was pretty good. In fact, it was very interesting/entertaining so I recommend it. Just beware that it's not true verbatim but is in fact loosely based on a true story (lots of spoilers obviously.) Also, I neglected to mention that we also watched Waitress a while back. We saw it right before Juno, which made for interesting back-to-back unplanned pregnancy movie nights. Of course I much preferred Juno but Waitress had a certain heart to it so I suppose that makes a thumbs-up from me. Pick up Bella to complete the trifecta on unplanned pregnancy movies.
Okay, that's it for now. Utterly boring I know but it is coherent, right? Somewhat? Well, that's probably more than most folks could type under the aforementioned influences. That reminds me of just one last completely random though. I sliced my fingertip a couple of days ago on a small steak knife in my utensil drawer. There was definitely no major trauma but boy has it thrown a monkey wrench in my typing. I can type away on my laptop because the keys are softer but my transcription software is only loaded on my desktop. I pray it will heal up very soon. If not, I guess a good dose of saltwater is in order.
Have a good evening y'all...
I'm exhausted with two
Okay, that's it for now. Utterly boring I know but it is coherent, right? Somewhat? Well, that's probably more than most folks could type under the aforementioned influences. That reminds me of just one last completely random though. I sliced my fingertip a couple of days ago on a small steak knife in my utensil drawer. There was definitely no major trauma but boy has it thrown a monkey wrench in my typing. I can type away on my laptop because the keys are softer but my transcription software is only loaded on my desktop. I pray it will heal up very soon. If not, I guess a good dose of saltwater is in order.
Have a good evening y'all...
Friday, June 6, 2008
I report, you decide:
And that is why I love this game of the round ball. (Confession time: I almost never follow the NBA for all the obvious reasons but this is The Celtics so of course we as a family have followed them in the postseason.) And I heart Paul Pierce (The Basketball Player, I don't know enough about Paul Pierce, The Person--feel free to enlighten me!)
So sit on that Phil Jackson and all you ESPN cronies.
PS: I wish this could have been Prothro's story... sniff, sniff. Seriously.
PPS: Why is it not pronounced the Boston "Keltics"? Just wonderin'
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Happy Anniversary...
... to my sister and her hubby, Henry. 15 years, right?!?!
PS: That means 15 years ago today I was suited up in a black and white dress (actually, not that bad really) with big pageant hair and everything. Nice day but eventually I had to help clean up after the reception. Stacy, please tell me you did stay behind and at least pick up a few things after my reception. I swore on this day 15 years ago that I'd be sure you did that after my wedding reception.
PS: That means 15 years ago today I was suited up in a black and white dress (actually, not that bad really) with big pageant hair and everything. Nice day but eventually I had to help clean up after the reception. Stacy, please tell me you did stay behind and at least pick up a few things after my reception. I swore on this day 15 years ago that I'd be sure you did that after my wedding reception.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The Company You Keep...
...Hey Barry, you know what they say about that?
Don't forget Oprah. Yes, this Oprah.
Now some of Obama's own words.
And perhaps relegated to just a footnote in history but significant nonetheless: This (with #9 just added tonight) and lastly (but not leastly), this.
Yeah, you can expect more of this--lots more of this--now that Obama's the heir apparent. Way to go DNC, way to go!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Country roads, take me home...
Hey Dick, I thought it was funny (and I can say that as an Alabama fan.) Wow, I don't think he caught as much flack when he shot that dude in the face.
...And two more movie reviews
First, there's Bella. It was just okay as far as actual entertainment goes. But it gets muy bonus points for message and heart (spoiler alert!). Regardless... ladies, you'll thank me afterwards. That's all I'm sayin'.
Second, The Great Debaters. Pretty good I suppose. Based on a true story so that definitely gives it some bonus points. I always prefer something quasi-true as opposed to something along the lines of--oh, just for reference's sake--24. (If 24 is in any way realistic to you, please abstain from voting this November. Or other irreversible activity.)
Second, The Great Debaters. Pretty good I suppose. Based on a true story so that definitely gives it some bonus points. I always prefer something quasi-true as opposed to something along the lines of--oh, just for reference's sake--24. (If 24 is in any way realistic to you, please abstain from voting this November. Or other irreversible activity.)
Prepare to meet Mr. Angry Eyes!
So far our summer has been quiet, simple even, and that's BOSS (by the way, that's another reason to love Juno... she uses the word "boss" in a most appropriate manner. And "food baby"... who can forget "food baby"? I use it all the time!) Right now my kids are playing with their newly rediscovered Potato Heads and having the best time. We've had those Potato Heads for years but they were buried (read: buried!) in the toy boxes for quite some time. I made a summer resolution to weed out all our unused toys and in the process, the kids have realized they had some really cool non-Nintendo toys just waiting to be played with. That was probably the best part of cleaning out the toy boxes. Well, that and all the good childhood memories stashed away in the old toy boxes from my Granny's house. You see, when I asked about the old toy boxes and whether or not we could have them for our playroom, I assumed (first mistake, I know) that they would be empty upon arrival. Wrong. So very wrong. So in addition to the toys we've accumulated in our 7.5 years of parenthood, I inherited about two additional generations worth of junk. Sorry, but it was truly junk. And to my sister Stacy and my cousin William, you're so very welcome that I spared you that one chore. And hopefully you didn't want bizarre scary pink plastic man riding a motorcycle.
PS: There are many more chores on my summer "to do" list so I'm not sure when we can debate all the important issues of the day, especially since things are moving at such a rapid pace. Since my last boring update, Ashlee Simpson has confirmed her pregnancy (wow... Joe Simpson has done a bang-up job!), Angelina got miffed at Jack Black for spilling the beans on her worst kept secret, and Clay Aiken inseminated some old lady. Oh, and Hillary Clinton is plotting one last coup d'etat before calling it a day. Care to discuss?
Monday, June 2, 2008
Once you pop...
Random Pringles fact. Bonus random Pringles fact: According to Wikipedia (and we all know it's true if it's on Wikipedia--Stephen Colbert told me so!), Smokey Bacon is a current Pringles flavor in Israel. Discuss.
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