Sunday, December 28, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
All my life, today has been a special day. Not just because it is the eve of Christmas Eve. It was the first family Christmas party, at my paternal grandparents' house, it was my mom and dad's wedding anniversary, but most importantly, it was my mama's birthday! Today, things are quite a bit different, of course, I will not be going to my grandparents house like we did my entire childhood, nor will I sing happy birthday to my mom and present her with a gift that I tried to wrap in order for her not to guess it first. She would have been 78 years old today. In 2000 we celebrated my parents 50th anniversary but in less than two years my mom would be gone and my dad was too, just over a year later. We refer to it as his "bonus year", since the doctor didn't expect it at all. He went into the hospital for the final time on the 23rd. The great thing is their oldest granddaughter's first son was born on the 23rd four years ago today. He was due on the 19th, as soon as we heard that, she and I both wondered if it would be possible. As Christmas drew nearer, her doctor wanted to schedule the delivery, naturally, she chose the 23rd. She prepared to check in the hospital the night before....and did, but she was never induced. She went into labor naturally that evening. So, little Finn came just when he was supposed to, on his great grandmother's birthday, just according to plan! It will always be a special day for sure.
The photo is mom with my daughter just after VolleyGirl's tearful pre-school Christmas program, at least 13 years ago. To be half the mother, I would be greatful.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
I have only had time for a little color pencil sketch..this was just before Thanksgiving. I will have a difficult time in the next few weeks to paint. Decorating, shopping, cooking, cleaning, washing...recovering from decorating, shopping, cooking, cleaning, washing!!!! Wish I had taken photos of the two cakes I made, "Lipsmackin' Chocolate Peanut Butter Cake" and a carrot cake. I have increased pain and problems in my leg from my back but treading easily to avoid a major problem as I had last year on Thanksgiving weekend. (Holding breath, fingers crossed, saying prayer!)
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Tagged by BookMama.
Where is your cell phone? Pocket
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Here are just a few of the photos I have taken lately. Love those turning leaves and this is why I love to paint the scenery around here. How many of you know what's in the field in the second photo?
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Photos snapped last year. Yellow tree at school, while waiting on VolleyGirl. Red trees enroute to school. Hope to use big tree in a painting I will donate to school fundraising gala and used the red tree photo for a painting that I donated to a silent auction Bookmama was organizing.
My most favorite time of year is the fall and there is a cool crispness in the air............eventually.
- Dead leaves are so lovely.
- You either are sweating in your costume or freezing, never seems to be just right.
- Growing up, homemade popcorn balls with molasses was THE best.
- Sitting in my dad's lap when the witch came on screen during the one-time Fall showing of "The Wizard of Oz!"
- The lady that always gave us a cupcake when we were trick-or-treating. How do you put THAT in your sack?
- The old man, rubbery mask that I was so afraid of it scared me even if it were lying on the couch.
- Elementary school's Halloween carnival........amazing. Dad's hamburgers there and the the fish pond....great prizes!
- Sounds and smells of the football game.
WEEKEND UPDATE: Volleyball tournament on Saturday. Arrival time: 7:50 a.m. Departure time: Approximately 5:15 p.m. Usually we pack up after lunch, not forwarding out of pool play, this time, undefeated and first in pool play. VolleyGirl was playing awesome. Result: 2nd place finish, big trophy and a butt that still flat from the bleachers.
BigBoy came home. Prepared him food. Helped him Saturday evening with an art project. Asked him last week if he wanted me to prepare him something special, like a cake. "Mom, you know I don't eat that crap" Fast-forward to Friday night after his stomach is full of shrimp, "what's for dessert?" "I thought you didn't want any." (Feeling bad, of course, as a devoted, spoil-your-college-baby-home-for-the-weekend) "Mom, you know, I want you to surprise me." Gee thanks. Lesson learned. Hmmmmm, what will I bake for the next weekend.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
These are a couple of my "artsy" photos from the beach a couple of weeks ago. The girls had a volleyball on the beach - of course. I sat in a chair trying to catch a good shot of the birds and have a couple of really good close ups.
Still working hard at getting things ready for BigBoy to head back to school next Sunday. Went down last Sunday and helped put things together in his new apartment. Hanging alot of pictures, shower curtain, etc. He has a nice place and I am very excited for him....makes me want to clean out the clutter here at home!
VolleyGirl couldn't be much busier. It's pretty much school, practice, homework, bed. She is practicing two and a half hours a day. I was hoping she would be in bed by 10:00 but that hasn't happened every night. She usually has around 3 hours of homework. Games start next week, that will be even more challenging.
I've not made much progress with my painting....not a good thing. To whack a bit on a dead horse....I washed 21 loads of wash this past week and still had two ready to go. It occurred to me that I should have had my friend take my clothes to their laundrymat in exchange for the paintings - really missed that deal. I have also decided that when my time comes I will be buried in a washing machine. Fold me neatly and I should fit.
Apollo, a.k.a., His Majesty, His Royal "Hine"ness, the Canine Messiah or as I call him - Fat Bastard is really going to miss BigBoy when he's away at school....as will we all. BB is already looking forward to taking him down there for visits for a week or two at a time. (I eagerly look forward to his visits there too!)
I have been watching the Olympics as I prepare supper and folding clothes, really good. The gymnastics though - that's just not natural. What is it with the guys wearing suits that from the waist up looks just like the women's. Right before they swim with goggles and caps, you can't tell the difference. I don't miss those disgusting speedos the men used to wear, the ridiculous skin tight capris are awesome though. How can those bikinis that beach volleyball teams are wearing be comfortable, can they not make a wedgie-free bottom to wear?
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Today is SuperSpouse's birthday so yesterday I went gift shopping in addition to getting groceries. I have been a cooking fool this summer! I pampered him thoroughly......just hope what goes around, comes back around is really true. I brought his paper and coffee to bed, prepared him a lunch of fried chicken, cream corn, fried okra and green beans. Made him a coconut cake, all from scratch from Paula Deen's grandmother's recipe, AND made homemade ice cream. He was very pleased with the gifts we three gave him. I think he is a happy man tonight! Sooooooooo, I will try to get back soon cause I've used all I have for one day. This week VolleyGirl starts school and practice everyday topped off with a carwash next Saturday. I must help BigBoy get things together he needs for his apartment and somehow get some painting done! I am really anxious to get back to it.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Thoughts to Myself so I May Think Them Later
Birthdays past I have heard my mom tell the story of going to the hospital for my birth. My dad, friendly man that he was, kept talking to people along to way while she tried to urge him on, in great pain and with urgency but trying to pretend like all was normal. Finally, she made it to the maternity area and she knew I was anxious to appear. Super bummer for her, it was too late for any meds to ease the pain. I'm number three, the baby, the only girl....and I was already being a pain in the butt (area). Oh no, breech. Uh, a really super bummer, doubled-over, greet the world with my moon breech. Sooooooo sorry mom, didn't mean to. I like to think I was bent over laughing already, but not because of the excrutiating pain that must have been. Bless her, she always wondered if that was the root of all my back trouble. Who knows, wasn't your fault anyhow.
Some of the cute things I did this year were....hmmmm....ummmmm....... there was the time, uh, no, didn't mean to do that. Well.....uhhhhhhhh, oh yeah! Isn't my blog just the cutest! I enjoy it so far, as I write, I really think that I am speaking to literally vast amounts of people. My innocent excitement and naitivite is certainly cute....especially at my age. If nothing else this shows my determination since so far the most comments I've had on one post was three. That poor ol' horse I keep crawling back on is sooooo sway backed and has no teeth, but it's so cute!
Painting, I started it in the Fall. Not as bad as I thought I would be, the cobwebs, I mean. Hey! I can paint from the image in my head and not just from looking at something right in front of me! Maturity? Untapped talent? Years of images viewed, filed, and stored now in the aisles of my
noggin? I'm an artist, not a brainiac. Yippee!
I started giving my nails a little attention. No, I'm not tacky....that often. Once I learned years ago that SuperSpouse couldn't care less what my nails look like, correction, SuperSpouse doesn't care for long nails, well, I rarely made time for them. Just kept them clipped short. Frankly, it has been very convenient all these years. But whadayaknow, I became self concious this year about my nails. The ones that weren't cut off years ago at the cotton gin look amazing!
The way I have been giving some of my dishes I prepare for my nicknamed family some presentation in recent months has been so Paula Deen of me. Hey y'all, it can taste good AND look purty! Bawn your petite!
Years ago I was under the impression that an antique was something at least 50 years of age. I don't know if that is correct or not. I do like older pieces better than new ones. I am getting very used to myself too, knowing me better than I ever have. I will be prized in just a short time.
Old underwear is not a good thing, even if it is rarely seen by others.
High heels are almost out of the question for me these days so thank you hoity toity fashion gods for making flats acceptable. Visualize my heels dug in creating a perfect row for planting as I try to stay far away from dark tan, match everything, old style nurse's shoes.
The way I pull the covers up to my neck and 26 seconds later throw them off in one smooth, swift swoosh!
That quick flipping back and forth of my hand close to my face with that distinctly southern charm.
Sometimes I get things mixed up because I misunderstood a word. Everyone around me still thinks it's funny!
Just a few of the things that I observed about myself that are special and unique to me. This next year will have more titillating and riveting nuiances that I may or may not notice. Those of us that are on the verge of seeing our teeth grow longer - still changing by the year.
I love me anyhow and don't even give a rip that it's not that cute.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Why, you ask, no painting updates, duh, have been too busy lately with deadlines of other things. I must get some painting done in the next few days. Should have the one I am working on complete in a day or two. Check back to see!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Installing a GPS somewhere on her bodyIron bars on her bedroom window
Multiple deadbolts on her bedroom door
Customized polyester loose fitting pantsuit
If you have any connections with how I can take care of any of the above, please, let me know.
As for BigBoy, he turns 20 the first of September. Not any particular milestone there, leaving his teen years, the year before he is legal. Here again, we have surely been blessed with a good young man. So next year there will be two milestone ages reached by our offspring: 16 and 21. Whoa.
SuperSpouse is one year younger than I am and likes to remind others and me....which I quickly respond that the maturity and wisdom shows...on me! I always tend to look ahead to what age I will be next year and next year is the BIG one for me, 5-0. Gulp. I don't like it. I feel like a tweener, not the ones that are not quite teens but not little girls, no, the ones that aren't seniors but not young either. Yeah, yeah, I know, you're as young as you feel. Don't go there, with a total knee replacement on hold, degenerative disc disease and going through the big M on the early side, I feel more like, well......not in the sunset of the 40s! Funny thing, when worse your back gets, the stronger gravity becomes...I drop everything. I can't even call it midlife, how could that be, how many people do you know that lived to be 100? Huh? No, I probably am well past midlife, that kind of came to mind just yesterday. Just what is it like? First, it requires Penzoil motor oil in to keep that silky sheen on your legs and feet. I may as well bathe in it. Forget eating, just smelling the food causes you to gain weight. The memory. What memory. I tried to be nice to an elderly man: he hit on me. Even I know it sounds stupid when I use the cool words, the young people do. The clothes: not old enough for the shoes like nurses used to wear, can't walk in the younger, hipper ones. You don't really want to know any more. The good thing is, by my age, you don't give a crap anymore what anyone thinks. The offspring, they are still plenty young enough that I can embarrass them.
Here's a tip for those of you that would be purchasing birthday cards for our family next year. Go down to the section for milestones: 16, 21 and 50. For SuperSpouse, buy a whole bunch of cards about gas or bulldogs and you're good. He will enjoy them all. Please, hold off on the cane, prune juice, reading glasses and denture cream for me, but if you find a good deal on a case of motor oil......