P.S.

Say a prayer for all the lost pets. I know how upset I would be...

I am thankful. I am lucky. I count my blessings. I wish I did this or said this more often. Most of the time, there is a complaint coming out about .  Yesterday, Alabama went through some terrible, terrible storms. Today, I am thankful that I am able to write this post.

As a child, I wanted to be a meteorologist. I thought that would be the coolest job on the planet. I remember learning where all the states were because I knew that they weren't really behind them on the weather channel. I knew that if I wanted to be a real weather girl, I wouldn't be able to look at them because of the blue/green screen effect. I knew that I would have to call on states by name without asking. So I learned them. I would stand in front of our double French doors and point to places all while looking ahead and talking to the world no one.

After I got off from my day job, I would then assume the position as a tornado chaser. I just thought that would be so fun. Was I crazy?? No, I just had a different perspective on life. I had nothing to lose at the age of ten.

When the storms came through last night, I was terrified and brought to tears. Today I have things to lose: great relationships with people that I would miss terribly if I lost them and a little white pup who depends on me for her safety. A house with many long hours put in it personally, plants that I just planted last weekend, blue birds in my blue bird house and blueberries growing on my bushes. Again, all of those things are silly, because they are all replaceable (minus the people and Pixie). However, I am extremely thankful that they all were standing this morning.

It's interesting to me to think about the way I thought back then and the way I think now. Glued to the TV last night, I remembered my days of wanting to be the next great meteorologist/storm chaser. I couldn't believe I ever thought that way.

Please remember all those lost in the terrible storms yesterday. Pray that all people are accounted for. Pray those that have lost can get back on their feet. Pray for their strength.

Sew Happy

One of the things on my list to do before I'm 30 is to learn to sew. I started looking up sewing classes yesterday, but unfortunately already missed two classes. Now I shall wait ever so patiently for the next round to start...that is unless someone wants to personally take me on as a student!?!?

There are some basics a seamstress needs. For starters, a sewing machine. Luckily my mom has a brand new one that she says I can use! Woo! Hoo! Check off number 1! Number 2 is a great pair of scissors.  A pair that will only be used on fabric. A pair that will transform my 25 year old hands into the hands of a wonderful seamstress.  Lucky for me a friend with a sewing blog is giving away a pair! (This is my plea for me to win!) She is such an awesome seamstress. She's self taught (I think), and she can create all different sorts such as curtains, baby bedding, clothes, pillows and even purses! Oh, one day that'll be me!! Go check her blog out. You could learn some really great things!!

Cool People Sew



We Love the Coach (es)

Coach Stephen has his first baseball game tonight! He's coaching 13-14 year old boys summer league.  Last week they had practice games, and they went well, but tonight is the first "real" game. I'm super excited! His friend, Ronnie, is helping him coach.  It works out great, because his girlfriend, Laura, and I are great friends! We were guilty of chatting last week, but from now on I promise that we will try to watch! =)

Yes, I realize there should be a comma in there...my bad!

Laura has also gotten me into the art of coupon-ing. I haven't made any trips yet; I'm working on all my prep work! Wish me luck! Any pointers would be greatly appreciated!

Look at what I was able to clip yesterday! It isn't much, but it's a starting point. I need some good basil recipes, because as I learned in my past I'll soon have so much I won't know what to do with it all! (Let me know if you'd like to get on the waiting list.)

One Day

This past weekend was Easter. It was a great celebration. Things were done a little differently...I went to church with Stephen and his family instead of my own. However, we did get to have lunch with my family...it's all about compromise I hear.  Service was great, the music was great. We didn't sing "Up from the Grave" which was a disappointment.
I thought every church had to sing that on Easter Sunday.
I thought it was mandatory.
Maybe I'm old school, but I like to sing songs out of a hymnal at church.
Maybe I really am a 65 year old woman.

Lunch was great. We had our typical baked ham sandwiches with pineapple and boiled eggs. Which by the way is another mandatory Easter Sunday thing.

Friday night, Stephen and I decorated Easter eggs.  Last year we tried to tie-dye our eggs, but they didn't turn out so tie-dyed. They were more like when a child colors every color on one spot and it ends up being brown, yeah, that's what they looked like. This year we went more traditional and just dyed them. Unfortunately they didn't turn out, again. Maybe that's our new tradition? Having extremely unfortunate Easter eggs? I'm pretty sure I know why they didn't turn out. I signed a petition saying that I would only buy cage-free eggs; however, cage-free eggs are brown, and I'm pretty sure they wouldn't take to dye. So, as it was, the petition gods frowned upon my beautiful, white eggs and cracked four of them as they were going into the pot of boiling water. We inadvertently made egg drop soup while boiling.

Then, perhaps we got a bad kit, but our eggs were very splotchy. Whatever, we enjoyed making them together. That's all that counts right? I'd like to say that I didn't get upset, because getting upset over dyeing Easter eggs is silly. 


All of this babbling is just to say that one day I will live out of the city limits, and I will have chickens (and a miniature pony). I think it would be so fun to go check for eggs in the afternoon instead of purchasing them in little cartons. A co-worker of mine brings me eggs from his chickens often, and they're a mixture of brown and blue. Therefore, when I have my own chickens, I won't have to dye them. They'll be ready for Easter year round. One day...

Please enjoy my sweet baby's Easter pics.

She loves clothes, really.

Really, she does.

I swear.

Thanks, Mom.

P.S. We saw Water for Elephants Saturday. It was fantastic! =) Definitely would recommend it, but read the book first!



2 dollars, 2 minutes

I know I haven't been around lately; I've had a lot going on. However, I have a lot to catch up on, so stay tuned!

This is a little craft I picked up today at Target.  It was a total of two dollars, and it took all of maybe five minutes total. So my title is a little misleading....but it was about two minutes per pot.

I found these in the bins in Target when you first walk in.

They were extremely easy to put together, and I am extremely anxious to see if they work! If not, not a big loss!  If I enjoyed it, I'm sure some kids would, too.

All you need is a bowl, some water, and a fork. The kit came with the pellet of soil, that expanded in about 3 Tbsp. of water. That was kind of fun to watch.

Here's hoping I'll have tiny tomatoes and parsley soon!

Where in the world is...

You know who I haven't seen lately?

The Jo Bros...where'd they go?

They used to be everywhere.

Yes, I admit I used to have a little crush.

I bet it's Kevin's fault that they disappeared.

How dare him get married.

My Friend

This is my dad.

He's my friend.

He's the best.

It's his birthday.

Happy Birthday, Daddy!