OH my!

Lions and tigers and bears! Well not really…

But HOLE E MOLE E it’s next month already.

Thanks for missing me y’all, my dear internets. I have been busy. Duh, right?

BTW It is now officially the Dog Days of Summer. Super Crap-ol’la as if it hasn’t been hot enough around here now here we are in our HOT and DRY season.

We have had several people knock on the door asking about the Solar. It has saved us $$$$$. I say that even thought this last electric bill was up…well I did run the AC in the studio almost every day. But I hate having to pay over $40 dollars now. I mean WOW the “fuel sur-charge” was like $28. It ain’t right I tell ya.

It is soo hot here that the milk turns to cottage cheese before we get home. It’s okay you may laugh if you so desire.

Speaking of cottage cheese. Oh my goodness in the month of July I bought the following items, which I seldom buy…

Cottage Cheese

Sour Cream

Ground Turkey

Guess what the Cottage Cheese was recalled! The sour cream was recalled! And now maybe even the ground turkey will be recalled!!! I feel like such a crazy a$$ because I already ate the Cottage Cheese, most of the Sour Cream and feed the Ground Turkey to my family! Oh, here’s the good news We survived. 

Yard Cat

First I think it’s a female


Second it does not appear to be with kittens

Third kittens so better NOT show up

Forth the dang thing is growing on me

Fifth Beloved just named it – Merlotte*

Oh my dear internets what am I to do? The whole reason we have not had any pets for a couple of years is because we really enjoy just hopping in the car and going on road trips and vacations and junk like that. And as all of y’all that do have pets know…you just can’t take off when ever ya want.

Hey maybe I’ll get lucky and the freaky weird cat will leave of its own accord. Stop laughing and cut out that snickering too, IT could happen. So what kinda cat is this besides a lucky yard cat?

Remember I told ya it had deep blue eyes

*Um, the name Merlotte is from the HBO series True Blood, WE LOVE that show! Anywho Sam Merlotte (who is a shifter) owns the town bar (beer joint / lounge / restaurant) called Merlotte’s. It is pronounced Mer Lot, not Mur Low like the wine. And speaking of the friendly Vamps, Wares, Shifters & Fairies the new season (#4) is set to begin on June 26. So you know where I’ll be on that day at 8pm Central Standard Time. We talked (briefly) about having a bloody party, but No way am I sharing my sofa, Oreo Fudge Cremes OR Choco Tacos with a bunch of noisy people when the first episode of True Blood starts. I’m just saying.

EDIT : I know y'all better still be having commenting issues cause I would hate not like to think you are ignoring me or just don't care any more.

Whew

Would it be redundant for me to mention how proud of Baby Girl we are? Oh well, so be it. It was busy around here leading up to that day and now, well now I’m looking forward to trying to get back into a lazy kind of schedule…for a couple weeks anyway. Hey, that sounds almost like a vacation only without the gas money, packing and driving part.


Omygoodness! It is soooo dry around here. And all my dear internets say ‘How dry is it?’ Ha, I’m glad you asked…it’s so dry that we are down to only watering the tomatoes and luffa. Okay so there are green beans and onions in the luffa bed. Our water barrels are so dry they are almost as shriveled up as the fruit trees. Let me put in terms of labor, normally by this time we are mowing the yard a minimum of once every 4-5 days but it has only been mowed twice this entire year. And truthfully the 2nd time was just to level out the height of the weeds. At our house we have been hand washing dishes, I know hard times, and catching the rinse water in a dish pan so we can toss it out in the pool. Because our city is on ground water and it’s low, they are heavily treating it so the pool veggies aren't that great because of it, there is now an…well let me just say the water bill is too high. But the luffa are ah growing they seem to really like this heat as do the tomatoes.

Luffa Bed after planting, replanting & replanting

Luffa Bed after sprouting, resprouting & respouting

So we had this cat move in to our backyard. Crazy I know but the danged ol’ thing won’t leave. I watched it go from a skinny thing to one that could hardly stand cause it wouldn’t leave to get food water. And now I have a stupid cat. It is ugly too, the hind end is taller than the front so it’s butt looks like it poking up. It has deep blue eyes, they are purdy, but when ya add in the Siamese cat coloring along with some brown splotches and long Persian cat hair…yep it’s ugly, did I mention the squeak of a meow. I would show y’all a picture but it’s such a scardy cat it runs from me. I’m sure it has nothing to do with me chasing it waving my arms and hollering ‘Get outta here – go home.’ And just so ya know my Beloved doesn’t like cats…at all. Now me, I don’t mind ‘em, I’m one of those that like cats & dogs kind of people. So Ugly, as it is now named, goes potty in front of the oak tree…El Yuck-o! Now here is the good part -- those crazy a$$ed tree rats, better known as squirrels, don’t come in the yard. Nope they just walk across the power line wave and wriggle their tales and bark. Oh but wait there’s more, recently someone told me that my animal totem was a cat…OMG, Lord please don’t let me turn into one of them crazy cat ladies.

I hope all y’all dear internets had a great long weekend! We did but I’ll save that for my next post, especially since I need some more time to conjure up something… yeah something hot maybe.

ATC (2 ½ x 3 ½) by moi – light it up

Spring

Has long been in my part of Texas, okay so maybe not “long” but for a couple /few weeks anyway. The plum trees have bloomed and I think I see some teeny tiny future goodness, the pear has bloomed and it for sure without a doubt will have pears. The Apple tree is always the last to spring, but we are holding out that this year will be the year we will get apples! Oh yeah the nectarine is beautiful I’m sure the crazy a$$ed squirrels will love ‘em again this year. Humph!

I am still waiting to harvest a head of cabbage, they are growing but I need it to be just a wee bit bigger, so it will fill the pot ya know. As I write this I sit out on the wonderful breeze way with the wind chime well chiming and some yahoo making too much racket, really must you mow your yard while I’m working? Hey I’m working here!!

So did I tell you my brilliant idea to do an above ground garden in conjunction to the flower bed gardens? Okay so we have been talking about it for a few years…we can build it like this…use this material…plant this that blah blah blah. About 3 weeks ago I made a decision to stop talking about it and just do it. So I rushed out to purchase my supplies, dirt, mulch, potting soil and swimming pool. Yeah that’s right my dear internets we now have a pool in the center of our…well it’s the center of the yard between My Purple Door Studios and the fence.

So after I put the pool where I wanted it I moved all the dirt and topsoil and potting soil and mulch; then I planted some veggies and stuck some seeds in the ground and watered said good things. Knowing we already have an impending bountiful goodness. Oh I put the tomatoes (most of ‘em) in the front flower bed they are very happy. Well all the plants are very happy…See

What? Shirley you didn’t think I meant a simming pool big enough for us to swim in. PaLLLLLeeeeese! Umm I did say above ground garden YES and this works well on so many levels. I mean come on my dear internets just look at that photo again. ah uhh you so know I'm brilliant!

1. Drainage is great, I poked holes in the bottom (although we need rain)

2. It’s right smack dab in the sun all day (a plus for growing veggies)

3. It’s not a permanent structure (in case I’m lazy next year)

4. It seems to be just the right size (I can reach the middle)

5. Weeds should not be much of a problem (I’ll kill the dirty…you know whats)

6. No moles can dig up the roots (although I could use a new moleskin journal)

7. It was very cheap to build (okay so it was really, REALLY easy to build)

I know I have wowed y’all with my Yankee ingenuity {smiling pretty} especially for a Southern Yankee {curtsey}

Now I must be off, I have a fence to jump and a neighbor to yell at! Make that two neighbors, mowing must be contagious. Ha they should mow when I do…at 7am on Saturdays before it gets too hot. What idiots!

Necturine Blossoms

Sill Fun

Because I need it after that last one. Don’t you?


Thanks to the Musings of a writer Chick, Erin, who has shown me the way of Easy Blog Post Writing

For instance a little something like this…

Oh for crying out loud! I just returned from my daily swim on the beautiful Fijian beach and realized I have not updated this since people stopped clapping and Tinkerbell died... You would not believe that I'd been abducted by aliens. But I'm sorry you'll just have to take my word for it.

I am flat out like a lizard drinking with discovering time doesn't stand still, being distracted by the shiny, just generally being of great concern to anyone unfortunate to cross my path, my day is filled with fluorescent light from the first cock-a-doodle-doo of the rooster till I run out of alcohol. I am so totally loving it, dudes; that and I can take that big badge off my head that says bad mother.

I won't promise anything to you but I will write something that makes sense soon. Seriously! Assuming I don't get distracted by counting my chest hairs.

This fine post brought to you, my dear internets by The Lazy Bloggers Post Generator. Thank you and as Tony the Tiger so bravely said, “It’s GRRReat!”

BTW did you know that laying flat on the floor and taking your own photo upside down makes you look younger? Okay so getting up wasn’t easy, but aren’t I beautiful…never mind don’t answer that, the only thing that matters is that I feel not ugly.

So tell me

my dear internets, did y’all notice the change? Me, not so much. I did mark the day with yellow highlighter and thought I would dedicate a post specific for this day, but alas I didn’t do it…

Turn-Turn the Seasons Twirl

this is supposed to be a cooling off period

a time to unwind and let the sap slow

to a drip until it is frozen in the trunk

to lie next to evergreens with children’s gifts

dreaming of plum blossoms dancing

from a burgeoning beginning

of warm weather for which, we will long

to cool down from, come this time again

next year, where we will begin to fall

once more into the wonder of it all

Happy is the Autumn with it’s coming scents of nutmeg, cinnamon and hot chocolate. The sounds of crinkling leaves in red, brown, gold and even purple. The fuzzy feel of knitted sweaters and fur lined shoes. Arms, warm and winding tightly, kissing through into the new year.

Or did I?

Popped in the Crown

No not really, just wanted to get your attention. Did it work?


You know you are the boss of you? Really you are. You have the choice every single day, every single moment, of what you are going to say and do. I know some of us say that our hands are tied and we just have to do {insert whatever} But the fact is we still do what we want.

We do our jobs and perform in them the way we should. We expect ourselves to do the right thing, okay some of us do and those are the only ones I’m addressing here. Now I’m guilty of wondering about those other kinds of people. Y’all know them, they never seem to take things seriously, they are always getting bailed out of some kind of self made jam. Seem to skate by trouble and even when they fall in a pile of poo they come out smelling like the cliché rose. Yeah I knew you knew at least one person like that.

Why do we let that under out skin? I know sometimes what they do does affect us personally and sometimes in a really bad way…

But is it their fault that THEY chose to be un-responsible, un-liable, un-kind even?

Do you think maybe it’s our fault that WE choose to be responsible, liable and kind? They don’t seem to hold it against us. Just saying.

Have you seen my new Crown? I got it on clearance at the exclusive Royal Store. It’s shown here, the one that shines so much yeah on the right, next to my older one, yes they are surrounded by blissful dark chocolates.

I know it’s so loverly with all the Gin-U-Whine Die-Mounds on it. I wear it from time to time, but all this power sometimes, well just sometimes it gives me a headache and I think of crap like the above.

What about you, have I left you speechless?

It's a cover up

Gonna have a baby. No not me, my silly dear internets my youngest son’s girlfriend (now to be known as the Baby Momma). Baby won’t be here til mid December, but y’all know me (if not, you may learn more about me by reading old post, my profile or the 100 things about Paige)


Okay so now that the self promotion commercial is over, I was inspired (by the baby) to do a project.

Yes my dears it was time to pull out some fabrics and thread up the old sewing machine. I really think it’s gonna be a girl but they (parents to be) think it’s a boy so I decided to make two blankets one more feminine than the other. And as I have said before I don’t make blankets that are too “babyish” and these are no exception. I want my grandbabies to tote their blankie for many years without the baby stigma attached. So pending the gender of my next grandchild they will get one or the other of these and I of course will save the leftover one for grandbaby #10.

How many grandchildren do y’all have or do you have none?

 What about kidos any of them?

Y’all know it is perfectly alright not to want kids, no really it is.

Want my 2 cents?

Please note the first ever Flashlight Follower in my side bar...

Okay so this is a post of silly photos. Shots I took and just couldn’t quite come up with something smart a$$ed to say about ‘em.

First there is the view of brand new pennies- pretty faux copper like metal. Copper is very expensive and so it has been watered down, if you will, with some other kinds of metal to make the “real” copper go further without costing so much. Like the fact that it is more valuable as metal than as a penny, just saying.

Okay now this is nice shot of some air and water, nice things for everyone to have…in case of emergency of course.

And here is the shot of some background papers I did using a mono print with Plexiglas technique. Kinda cool and easy to do. Just brush your acrylic paint on the glass and then lay your paper on top and brayer it a bit.

This is a shot of the Nielsen survey we got in the mail that I was gonna post and tell you all about us being this big fancy Nielsen family and junk, but I guess we just didn’t pass the addition. Yes the 2 dollars was for filling out the paperwork but WhateEVER happens, happens.

Alright that brings us to the last shot, this was a store I saw in a stripe center in Spring Texas and I said hey what a neat name, let’s go in and see what kind of junk they have. Ah well I suppose it was not such a good name after all cause all it was, was just a name on a closed and empty store.

What sort of stuff do you suppose they tried to sell? Maybe Bull horns, “grab the bull by the horns” OR violin strings (cat guts) OR hows about some priceless faux ivory. What do you think?

ps: Its never too late to become a follower, just saying.

Yum lil' cakes

Okay, so what if I’ve dreamed of these little things, literally had a dream wherein I was eating these snack cakes. Lil' Debbie calls them Swiss Rolls and Hostess says they are HoHos. Anyways they are a thin light delicate chocolate cake rolled up with yummy sweat white frosting / icing cream sort of stuff. Oh my goodness the HEB brand has really sweet stuff inside, and I ate a whole box all by myself!

Not in the same day, don’t be silly it took me 2 days. What!, stop looking at me like that. Yeah I can feel your judgmental eyes penetrating my screen. Stop it! If you think about it, ah come on think about it, it’s not such a bad diet. I mean eating a little yummy cake 3 times a day is less calories than a full meal. NO really it is. Besides it may make up for all the weight I lost doing yard work. You believe me, right? I know you do and I’m sure Beloved will too and we all know that’s all that matters.

Speaking of my dear Beloved, we had a Birthday Party for his 50th. Hole - E - Mole - E can you believe he is 50 years old? That is what, half a century and he says he is now closer to 100 than 1. The really weird part is that I’ll be that young too on my next birthday, but I’ll just tell everyone I’m 39. Well I can’t be 29 any more my daughter is over 30 and that would just be wrong. Okay so maybe not, but after the box of Swiss Rolls I’m feeling a little wiser.

Now tell me your food confession(s), make it outrageous and don't worry I and all my dear internets shall commiserate with you... Binger? Grazer? 3 Squarers? Starver? What’s your action?

PS why is it called 3 square meals when we learned in grade school that a square has 4 sides?

FTC Disclaimer: I received no compensation of any sort for my opions here

This - That - Tother

I don’t know if I have told y’all about Beloved’s luck, but it is really good. He can buy a scratch off ticket and win, sometimes kinda big even-like $50. Me, eh they are all duds. Anyways there is this little newspaper that we read when we eat out it’s called The Coffee News, maybe y’all have it too. So they have this little Coffee Guy game where you have to search and find him in miniature, really tiny. I have never found him, but Beloved has and this last time he had me send it in for the contest. Where out of all the right guesses the paper draws one name once a week and Yes, you so know it my dear internets – he won! Okay so really we both sorta won as it is a gift certificate for a local BB Que house. I don’t know how he does it; it is totally baffling and sometimes annoying. But what can one do, other than enjoy the spoils of his good luck.

A while back I received a really neat – oh – peat – oh award, Beautiful Bloger, from Jingle who I can't seem to link to (AMENDED--THANKS SNAG!). You-who JINGLE can you hear me?. But anyways, it's so oblivious she has not meet me, but I can’t fault her there. (I’m assuming Jingle is a girl as the name sounds feminine to moi). Thank you so much, kind Jingle and I gladly pass it on to

Snaggle Tooth of Exit Stage Right

Linda of Left Brain Write

Laura of Shine the Divine

Teahouse Blossom

And then low and behold another dear internet bestowed upon moi the Sugar Doll Award, on accounta some silly idea about me being sweet or somethan. Thank you dear Jen of Unedited. Gosh have I ever pulled the cotton over y’all’ eyes. Get it cotton, because we don’t have wool in the south.

And this award I shall pass on to

Susan Cross of Susan Cross Writes

Jessica of The Writers Side of the Looking Glass

Drain of Free Ice Cream

Jai of Jai Joshi’s Tusli Tree

And for those of you that may happen this way…it is now against the law to Text while operating a motor vehicle in the City of Conroe Texas, special note this means within the city limits—not just the city proper. I don’t text, heck I hardly phone, so this will not be a problem for me. But I think the school bus drivers, semi-truck drivers and police may have a bit of an issue.

That’s it for today my dear internets now go out there and be happy to be. Yes just to be!

Have you been counted?

Okay so I know I, of all people, don’t need to tell you how absolutely and totally important it is that you fill out the census from and actually return it. So I won’t tell you that, instead I’ll ask have you done it? Eew, maybe a census taker came to your house OR is gonna come to your house. A real live paid for by We the People person to count you and yours.

I did ours and sent it back in already. I want to be counted, even if my personal vote doesn’t. Yeah a thorn for me, that I’m counted but my vote is not…stupid electoral crap. (just saying)

So in case you haven’t filled yours out yet, it’s no big deal-e-oh. The questions are easy name, age, ethnicity. H E double hockey sticks it doesn’t even ask if you are a citizen or not, it does ask the country you originated from if not born in the awesome U.S.A., but not if you are a legal resident, alien or not.

I almost filled out the Spanish questions just for fun, it doesn’t matter the questions are the same and thereby the answers would be the same either column.

And that’s all I have to say about that. Lame as it may be you gotta love me, my dear internets. Did you hear me? You just gotta LOVE MOI.

Hey you didn’t answer my question yet…so did ya fill it out and return it yet?

Who's up for some Movie Time

Well have I got a shovel full for y'all...

NO spoilers here.

A few weekends ago we saw Cop Out, corny but funny movie. Not for children or anyone with sensitive ears. They opened up and added to the cuss and discuss foul language dictionary in this one. 4 thumbs up because of mindless entertainment, do it as a matinee y’all.

A couple weeks ago we saw Shutter Island, not an awful movie worth viewing for matinee prices. Leo did a pretty good job of it. The scary parts weren’t so scary I may have jumped once, maybe. The music at the beginning was terrible and I muttered to Beloved that I wish they would just turn it off. Yes, I on occasion talk during the show…I know how horrible that is, but I whisper and keep it to a minimum. {uncomfortable grin} At least I don’t kick the seats, text or rattle paper/plastic packages. Okay so this movie gets 3 thumbs up, we predicted the end in first 30 minutes. Hey we’re good at it. Recommend matinee or DVD viewing.

And this past Sunday afternoon we went to the magical Underland to see Alice in Wonderland*, this gets a 6 thumbs up because I loved it. It was fun to watch in 3D at the Imax and I can’t wait to buy the Blu-Ray. I really enjoyed the Queen of Hearts aka The Red Queen, she was so delightful I hardly disliked her at all. Oh and her décor at the castle is a must see. The graphics were great, running through the woods very exciting, and the ending, well you just have to see it. No really my dear internets, y’all have to SEE IT on the big screen first!
Who knows maybe some young readers will be provoked into reading the classic story of Alice

Here’s to popcorn in your laps and soda out-chya nose.

*it may take a minute or two for this link, but do wait for it.

Oh and BTW::::::: FTC Disclaimer: I recieved no compensation for my opinions here other than the laughter in my head, the ringing in my ears and the Eat Me jokes. ; ^ p

Bragging of sorts

Well of course it’s braggin, now I’m not a natural bragger regardless of what you think you heard. But, don’t ya just love the but, not like Sir Mix A Lot does but the other way. Y’all member when I told you about the FTC (Federal Trade Commission) rule changes? If not you can find my post here. Well anyways, in one of the paper magazines I subscribe to, The Writer, volume 123, Issue 2 (I love this magazine) on page 8 is an article about the FTC Rule Changes; and in Writers Digest Magazine (Feb 2010) on page14 titled "Blogger Beware ?" (I love this mag too) And, AND remember you heard it from me first (First is said a sing songy sorta way) and this is me bragging.

Okay so that’s all I got, my dear internets. Maybe not exciting to you but it was exciting for me.

And now tell me and all my dear internets what it is you brag about. I guess you can include your children if you must, but (hey there’s that but again) I was sorta hopping to hear something about YOU. Come on give us the scoop—What about You do You brag about?


FTC disclaimer: I was not compensated in any way for my reviews/opinions in this post.

Pine Curtain

So there we were driving south on 59, this late in the day four thirty-five o'clock and the sun has already started its dissent. My beloved and I looked at each other and on autopilot we reached for the other’s hand, knowing the challenge we were up against. Traveling down that highway surrounded by deep pine forests wondering if we would make it, we both sort of swallowed and said a silent prayer. I'd heard the stories he had heard the stories, but baby girl she knew nothing and that was a good thing; no need getting her nerves all tied up in a knot. I know we act like real Texans and we love this state and cannot imagine ever living anywhere else but the legend of the pine curtain, yes my dear internets that made us, at least me, nervous.

It had been a great, but long day the sun was casting its orange yellow glow on the back sides of hovering clouds. Why did the clouds always seem to hover in East Texas, that in itself was creepy? We were cruising at top speed, which would be the speed limit of 65. Now my Beloved is good about not speeding. I don’t know if y’all have been in the area of E. T. but there are lots of little towns including those that are not big enough to be on a map (no post office) and those that are, so the speed would go from 65 to 30 in zero flat. By the time we got to Diboll we had already seen 3 highway patrol so I knew I could not sweet talk my beloved into going even five over the limit, which I would never do because I have first, second and maybe even third experience with these E. T. patrolmen.

I kept watch out my window and saw the tall pines as they became painted black again the blood red sky. The clouds finally passed away and left me view enough of the doom that pressed in against us. Baby girl called out, “ I see the moon.” Crap, I looked and could not see it, already the E. T. affliction was coming upon her and maybe me. I asked her “Where, where?” and Beloved reminded her to think of the sky as a clock face and at what time was the moon sitting. One o’clock she said just as we rounded the big 59 curve in Livingston. I craned my neck to see, face pressed hard against the window, but alas I could see no moon. But it was clear and bright enough to light up the swamp fields, its crazy light glistened its image on the dark waters. I could even make out ghostly shapes from the hanging moss of the lifeless trees that had long ago lost hope of living. They cast shadows upon the black mirrored surface. Then suddenly relief started to set in because we were past the half way point. I began to feel that we could, that we would actually make it before time ran out.

The next hurdle lay before us as the wan of daylight receding from the east into the west ahead had become gray and towards the west there still laid a line of red orange. It was beautiful as it sat behind the trestle train bridge that spanned the river. I was temporarily lulled into it, I wanted to stop and photograph it, the beauty was magical. Beloved reached and stroked my arm then when I looked away from the view to gaze at him the spell was broken. Stop, what are you crazy we were on the home stretch holy french fries I could almost feel our hotel beds already.

The red setting sun and the bright translucent moon shone on the highway that split the pine forest in two before us. We flew through Cold Spring and neared Cleveland the door way of the safety zone. Ally, ally outs and free we had made it.

So no fears my dear, most dearest internets I will not be saying to y’all…
Purdy laydees aunt sum asscream, any time soon, I’ll leave that to the true E. T. folks; who I might add I love, as some of my family live there and because my contact with them is just enough to keep them from being totally sucked into and behind the Pine Curtain.

So what kind of legends do y’all have in your area?


Edit to link to prior purdy post

Day Tripping

It was to be a celebration one that I was looking forward to and it involved a day trip to East Texas. I know the thought of traveling to the other side of the Pine curtain is enough to make some folks shake in their boots. We headed out earlier than what we really had to but that's the norm for us. I had my pain pills in my bag, magazine in hand and I was ready for the ride.

Headed north on US 59, future US 69 corridor, the air was crisp and a little drier than the day before, clear blue skies, bright sun and my high expectations carried us along. Sometimes in Texas towards the east there can be a bit of fall color in the forest. There were giant oaks with leaves the color of the sun. Cypress trees with their light and airy branches green to Rusty Brown in expectation of winter. Chinaberries, now those are the ones that really change here they can range from deep maroon, bright red orange to faded yellow. Yes my dear internets that was my view out of the window of our van. No, no this was not a drug-induced view but a real one. So anyways I was feeling pretty good we stopped a couple of times to stretch my long shapely legs and to have a potty break, my bladder may have more room but my pee doesn't know it. I started to feel a little dozy just as we reached Corrigan our actual destination just a few short miles on the other side in the heart East Texas. Not quite to the oldest town in Texas, Nacogdoches, but close.

We were meeting my son, Andrew, for the celebration of his 21st birthday. We were early of course so we went to Starbucks where I had a gingerbread latte’ my beloved had mocha and baby girl had some sort of frappe-a-chino (she is all about the frappe). We drank ‘em while we ambled along the aisles of the Wals-mart. Did I buy anything, no not really just meandered around. I was a bit nervous, you see it had been a couple of years since I saw him. He has been mad at me, now I know he loves me and has never stopped loving me, but let’s be real my dear internets sometimes our children get mad at us and you know they are making up have good excuses for not being able to see us or call us or return our calls. Andrew is a smart boy and he has always had a good head on his shoulders but the temper of his paternal gene is there. I have missed him more than you can image and I hope he never has to miss his kid (when he gets one) because it sucks and is very depressing.

We met Andrew at Cheddar’s and we had a very pleasant lunch and talked for hours at the table. I think our waiter got pissed and so he totally ignored us after 3 hours oh well his tip did reflect it latter. We laughed, told stories talked about the past and upcoming future and all the things that make for a wonderful day. We even posed for silly pictures, but alas it ended way too soon and before we knew it we had to go our separate ways he for the oldest town in Texas and we for the south side of the Pine Curtain. And we had to hurry too or else risk being caught on the wrong side of it at nightfall.

See legend has it that if you are caught on the East side of the Curtain after the sun goes down you will start talking all funny and stuff. Like saying, purdy laydee aunt sum asscream, no serious that is how they talk, translated it means Pretty lady want some ice cream- some folks do leave out un-necessary words such as do and you and such as. Y’all see that is Way, WAY beyond my charming southern accent, that y’all love so much, don’t cha think? No, that does not require a real answer. Oh you want to hear about how we barely got back thru the Pine Curtain? I’ll save that for the next post. Writing tip-this is called a cliff hanger, meant to keep you on the edge of y’alls screen just waiting with bated breath and hoping and praying that all will work out for us as we travel back through the Pine Curtain.

{erie creaky dark music – almost a Deliverance type of sound}
No really it’s true!

And y’all never even knew we were gone. Where have you been lately?