When country wasn't cool

This is us in the country - Sam Rayburn - Brookland, TX to be exact.
We are the fashion statements of Spring 2009. Flash Lightning would not even stay still.


Spring Break was a blast but it left me whipped. No trips to Disney or a far away beach, just the lake but I still took a licking. Maybe I was beat when we left?



Maybe I am old. Faith's DS game, Brain Age calculated my brain age at 62 one day last week. I must be pure mush.


And blogger added a new tab: MONETIZE? Must be the spur of bad economy....?


In other news, my middle sister, Meredith is having a baby. Miracle # 2 in 2009, we are so thankful to God for His perfect timing and blessing. Thanksgiving will be so neat and I am sure my added 5 will add to the excitement! I guess I will make the Lemon Icebox Pie. :)


I practiced on the pie this past week & I ate about 1/2 of it myself. I ate and ate and ate since I
was off my peel-me-off-the-ceiling-routine-each-evening, I now look 3mos prego.


I did run 2 mornings but the hills made me cut my huge goal of 10 minutes of non stop running to 5. I regress to tell you I cannot reach the goal without Whitesnake & Stevie Nicks. I am thinking of adding these to my play list since according to my brain age, I was 15 in 1962. Actually, I most likely could move faster if listening to Twist & Shout.


The last day of Spring Break was Sunday and my children all slept late as I furiously prayed about how I was going to strip them out of their beds so I could be at church on Sunday to work in the nursery. The good Lord performed a miracle and the girls woke up at 8:30 and we woke Will at 9:20. They were so rested and happy, I had to document it.


And, since I bet it was our last cold snap, I had to get a pic. Here is Gap Girl who smiles for her mother, Beat-to-my-own-drummer girl & my Ma-bought-me-this-hunting-shirt- for- 25- cents at-a -garage-sale-boy!

This concludes my post, the longest in March but the month with the least posts. Since I do not plan to MONETIZE, who is counting?

Though she be but little...

she is fierce!

Even if her belt is way too big and her pants are an xx-small. Trust me, she is mighty; she comes from a long line of it.

HaPPy B-dAy AUnTie A!

Happy day to my youngest sister! Don't you have a sweet present?!? Check out more new pics here.

Gone country...

Craig and a buddy of his went fishing off somewhere and he is quite proud of his new friend Bob and the fish. If you scroll down, you can see their big smiles.

I am smiling now because we ate them for dinner which insures it will not be hung on a wall in my house.

Did I mention they camped and craig slept in MY suv? I love my SUV and now it is a camper.
Faith's comment was, "I hope he cleaned it after sleeping and fishing!"

As if it was not already skittle & cheez-it infested.
He may have found an extra snack or 2...or at least bait!

It was still worth $1.25

This was the conversation with my girls on the way to church this morning.

Me: Ok kids, I am running through Dunkin Donuts JUST TO GET COFFEE, no donuts! You may have a donut at church, if they are any. I did not get any this morning because we are out of creamer.

Claire: They have coffee at church.

(They do, just not the creamer I like. I wondered what to say.)

Me: True but I like their coffee the best.

Claire: Yes, but it is free at church Mommy, you can just have it!

Someone must have told her we were in a recession. It is sad that I like coffee so much since I just began to drink it last summer! Dunkin did beat Starbucks.

We may have to use our own scissors

Someone needs to tell the veterinarians in America that we are in a recession.

Buster got groomed, neutered & had a hernia surgery all in 2 days. Let's just say that our friend Dave may have bargained with the vet office for cheaper prices. Dave would be proud to know I
paid cash but I hope I can pay the Entergy bill.

I think he looks cute with his new cut, more like a boy dog. Faith agrees but the pained expression on her face is genetic. She thinks like me: He's cute and nice to have around but the nurturing is for someone else.

Not to mention, I don't like him cutting into my yoga pants envelope.

Miss Confidence

As I normally do, I chose Claire's clothes this morning. Sometimes she helps but it was cold, so I told her she was wearing jeans. Amazingly, she just told me to pick whatever. She never likes to wear socks. But today, she announced she was wearing socks. I praised her for making the right choice.

Then, I looked at her feet.

I told her they did not match. She said, "who cares?" I thought about it. Who does? I asked her if her feelings would be hurt if someone made fun of her? She said, "No, I don't care."

Well, she IS full of confidence. The mold was broke with her, she is definitely unique. I even knew it as she made her entrance into the world and my heart!