Tuesday, October 16, 2007
WOW!
Still kicking. Haven't croaked as yet. Just getting older, uglier, and fatter.
HOPEFULLY shall return later.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Still living....
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Sassy the cat
It's been an interesting few days. Don't know if I'm awake enough to put fingers to keyboard to explain. The highlight of yesterday was going to Costco and....running SMACK dab into a pillar with the cart. Anyone ever seen these big column thingys there? We're talking huge building. I'm doodling along obviously quite serious about perusing the aisles and WHAP! Had to laugh at myself. I was up near the registers too so everyone got to share my joy.
The girls and myself spent the night in the big town of Dunn, NC night before last. Or was it the night before that?
The only place in town to buy clothes after 9 p.m. is Walmart. Ain't got no Target; just Wally World. Okay, so as my years have advanced, I've become less than thrilled with the latter. The twitches start as soon as I get in Walmart parking lot. Something about that store just.... But! A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.
We ventured in there and bought us some clearance clothes, shampoo, and all that good stuff. Stayed at the Jameson Inn which was quite nice. I knew the girls would end up in bed with me so went ahead and got a king. They had a bath that morning but when one is in a motel one simply must take a bath right? Besides, they had CITY water. Woo Hoo! Got us well water chicks right excited. After a bubble bath we commenced to snoozing.
That's about all I can muster at the moment. Nathan got a new toy while we were "down the country." Now coming up the driveway there's a humongousable garage type of thingy. He had one already to house two of his trucks but this one is better ya know.
It's sitting cockeyed so when the wind comes down the hill......... Supposedly I get to inherit the old one for Bertha. Nevermind Bertha is so big it just might not fit under it. Max's tractor, lawnmower, and Caleb's truck will probably end up with it and Bertha will have to fend for herself.
What is today anyway? Thursday? Regardless, HAVE A GREAT ONE!
Monday, September 3, 2007
*yawn*
HAPPY LABOR DAY! Doesn't mean much in this household. We rarely do any kind of celebrating on this day. lol!
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Twists & Turns Of Life
The drive seemed longer than usual today for some reason. We get there and are piddling around. The young couple who will be living in the house show up not long after.
Since the the light folks so sweetly cut off the electricity everything in the freezer/refrigerator ruined. I was so worried about it. Just knew the refrigerator would have to be tossed. There were two new things of ice cream, meat, veggies, frozen dinners, etc. in the freezer. It stunk. Ain't no lying about that. It didn't stink in the house until the doors were opened but she smelled worse than me going to town yesterday for sure. Got all of that out and cloroxed everything repeatedly. She's shining like a new penny now and I think it'll be all right.
Now for the interesting part. While I'm cleaning, Nathan moves my daddy's truck, which I had driven, around the yard before loading the safe. No problem. Go on about our business. He decides he and his "hog" are heading home some time later. The young couple leave and it's just the girls & myself. We get everything loaded into the truck, get situated....no keys. Hunt all in the truck, the house...
Nathan refuses to carry a cell phone. We have an extra since his daddy died but he wants no part of modern technology. So....can't contact him while he's en route to home. I call my parents and tell them the situation. Daddy listens out for the 'hog' (trust me, you can hear it coming miles away) and stops him as he's coming in. Sure 'nuff. He has the keys in his pocket. It's getting dark down at Max's house but the girls & myself count stars, play in the yard, and light an oil lamp.
Ya know one can't put their 'hog' back into it's house without proper preparation.
I think he was hoping my daddy would volunteer to drive down there with the keys but I told him he'd best not. Besides, Paw Paw was in charge of picking son #1 up from work at 9:30. At first he said he was going to drive "Bertha." Mind you he has four things in the yard he could drive. His reasoning for Bertha? Quote..."bugs are bad tonight." He musta been scared of the wrath of MeMaw cause he drove his little "Toy" truck instead. Me thinks he was kinda skeered of venturing into their house to retrieve Bertha's keys as I had left her up there when I swiped Paw Paw's truck.
He finally rolled into Max's yard about 10:20.
So...it is now 12:46 a.m. and my dear sweet, absolutely normal, husband is outside under the yard light cleaning bugs off his truck. *snort* Me thinks I'll go snooze a while.
Headed down the country.....
Wish I could just stay down there. There's approx. 200 acres of land in two tracts. It's very rural yet right off interstate 40. I love being around all the farmland and tractors. Can't convince Nathan to move there though.
Think I'll attempt to open all the windows in the house. They're probably welded shut. Max never opened them. It's kinda breezy and is always more windy there than here. The land is very flat and reminds me of the coast of North Carolina.
Happy Sunday!
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Getting slack in my old age...
The trip to the bank....let's see. Not once did he "bring in the sheep." If memory serves correct, he was hung up on "Yok peppermint patties." Yok being York but he throws a twist in there. Yea, he watches too much TV. Mainly he was quiet which was good. Think he was scared of me. He says he usually is.
Haven't the foggiest idea why though.
So....this morning, being my usual lazy self, the girls, maw, and myself rode to the big town to retrieve breakfast. I cooked yesterday morning. Ain't in no mood today. Yea, STILL grumpy. Don't y'all just envy my dear husband all the more?
Let me tell ya folks. I beez ugly. Not only am I ugly, I stink. Like, rancid, road kill aroma. The past two days I've been moving furniture around the house and cleaning carpets. Sophia was here yesterday and can vouch for my ugly stinky self. I tell no lies.... Not this time anyway.
So, gotta feed the monsters. Too lazy to take a shower; not that the kidlets would allow such anyway. It's a wonder Bertha didn't run when I went outside with her keys. Barbie was still in her pajamas and Jenna had on some concoction she picked out along with waist long ratty looking hair. Barbie DID pick out her white dress shoes to wear with her pjs though.
My parents live an acre in front of us. Roll on down the driveway and stop at their back door. Get ye merry ol' cell phone and call into their house. I could have walked in there but twould require effort. Mama answers and I ask her if she wants to ride. She says she just took the curlers out of her hair but would go. Add another ugly white chick to "Bertha." Mama strolls out in a too big, Salvation Army wouldn't accept, NC State t-shirt and her hair doing some sort of 'roll' thing. Kinda like Shirley Temple in short form.
I told her there was one thing about it. NO ONE was gonna mess with us today. They might run, but they wouldn't mess with us. Here we go. Went to Burger King to retrieve chicken biscuits for Erik and to Sonic where I'm on a first name basis with "Brian" at the drive-thru. Yea, we kinda go there a lot. Thank heavens for sunglasses, Bertha sitting high, and her new car/leather seat smell. Otherwise, I mighta cleared out the kitchen with my stench seeping through the drive-thru window. Brian survived us and we got vittles for the rest of the clan.
Haven't mentioned Paw Paw have I? He had already left to go to his favorite eating joint. He has to go most every morning to catch up on the gossip in town. Didn't mention my other half either. Rarely mention him cause he doesn't turn over before usually 1 p.m. He was in his cave safe and sound away from me.
While proofreading it has come to my attention that my moustache has grown out again. I tell son #1 when he has more hair above his lip than I do he'll be a man. Must go rid myself of my manly attributes and possibly attempt to work on the stench.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Another Day in Paradise...
In fact, it seems more messy. Me thinks the wrong fairies are visiting. There's a handy dandy exercise machine in the living room but my butt is still big.
Gotta go downtown Raleigh to see the investment dude. Get to be locked up in Bertha to/from with my other half singing "Bringing in the Sheep." That's his theme song. Should be a merry old trip.
Y'all take care now ya hear?
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Evening.....
Monday, August 27, 2007
It's 1:34 a.m......
It's Monday....
and I'm grumpy as usual. The fact that that smilie is supposed to be AFTER the first sentence makes me even grumpier. Old age stinks. Got so much to do and don't know where to begin. We did manage to go to the birthday party yesterday ON the right day. Twas fun it was. Took lots of pictures. Some were okay. When I compare them to other peoples pictures they rather stink though.
Anyway, HAPPY MONDAY! Hope you aren't as grumpy as me. Hopefully I'll return in a better mood but don't hold your breath. ;-)
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Don't know if this will work.
See if you can view pictures through here without having to sign in. http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=3rzofvlz.4ajb3nd3&x=0&y=t6g0aa Looks like it's asking you to sign in but doesn't require it.
Good Morning....
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Old age sure is interesting...

Ooo! Wonder if it'll work? It's showing for me anyway. Planned to get up early. Didn't. Need to be outside washing "Bertha (Expedition)." Haven't as yet. Gotta get the princessess bathed. Haven't. Shall I continue? I should know by now to never make plans cause they rarely transpire. Or, they don't happen in a timely manner. I seem to function best when under pressure. ?????
Well, that seems to be it. Ain't much huh? Caleb & Barbie have gone with Paw Paw to breakfast so I should seize the moment, grab ye merry ol' vacuum cleaner and head outside in the hot and humid environment to suck the dirt outta my
Okay, off to sweat.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Mr. Bean's Holiday
The dryer works! My daddy came down today and put in a new pipe/vent thingy for the dryer. It's been a pain in the boodie for some time. It was just bought in February or so but has never worked right. Come to find out, the people who built this joint majorly screwed up. So, Paw Paw to the rescue again. SO nice to have a washer & dryer which work! I won't elaborate on how much lint was in the tube and under the floor.....
Debbie, the school situation is still up in the air. The only kid I know for sure his future is Caleb who is enrolled in an online academy. This year should be interesting for sure.
We go to our little cousins first birthday party tomorrow. Rather excited actually. I've been so involved with the inlaw side of the family the past few months that there has been little time for my side. I hope I can drag out my much neglected camera and would be very pleased with a few good pictures. Not going to hold my breath though. The last pictures I took about a month ago sucked donkey do. When I grow up I wanna take pictures like some of my online buddies. Awesome, awesome, awesome.
It's midnight and I'm fixing to turn into a pumpkin. Night Night!!!
Back again....
I lied
Once more this morning and...
Thoughts?
The newbie shows....
I have arrived!
Now what do I do? I lead a most boring life. Always on the go but never accomplishing anything. Kinda like a fart in a whirlwind. Think of my Pop everytime I say that. Miss him....
Exciting news this week? Got a new washing machine. Gots me one of them there front loader gizmos this go round. Since I've killed two washing machines in the past six months..... Figgered I'd best break out the big guns this time. Son #1 pointed out that we could have bought two new computers for what that thingamajigger cost. Hubby said it outta wash his butt considering the price tag. I told him to get in it. I'd close the door and we'd see. >:-) Sure hope I don't forget to let him out......
Speaking of hubby. He woke me up about 2 or so this morning plundering around in the bathroom looking for scissors. Haven't been able to go back to sleep since. Needless to say, he's on my poop list at the moment. He was cooking a steak on the grill about 4 a.m. Oh yea, I'm the one with mental problems....
Guess I'll go put my eyeballs in. Presently sporting my one-armed glasses which resemble the bottoms of a Coca-Cola bottle. I'm too sexy for my spectacles....
Shall hopefully return later if I can remember the link and/or password.

