HOORAY!!!!!

I found my camera! It was at the scrapbook store, right where I left it last week.

I *knew* that if I bought a new one it would show up.

Now I have two. Exactly alike. Actually, the second one is on its way...

YIPPEE!!!!

fabulous food

We had Bunco last Friday night- FABULOUS. The gracious Leisa served some fine jumbalaya and bread. I ate two helpings.

And Debi brought a salad. I must say it was by far the best salad I have ever eaten. Ever. In my life. I am a picky salad eater- I don't want any raw veggies like cucumber, tomato, onion, celery, bell pepper, mushroom, carrots, etc. I either do not like the taste or I am allergic, sometimes both (like cucumber).

Debi added artichoke hearts (OMG), berries, feta cheese (that was feta, right?) and I don't know what all else.

When RD and I went to the grocery store this week we loaded up on salad stuff. Capers, artichoke hearts were on the top of my list. And I have been picking blackberries from the yard everyday to add to the romaine lettuce in my salad bowl. yum. GBK loves the berries too.

OK- Ms Debi, what all did you put in that salad and where did you buy those wonderful artichoke hearts?

MIA

My camera is still missing in action.

I figure if I buy a new camera I will find the old one. I hope it works.

GOOD DAY

OK- I guess it balances out somehow. I was having such a bad day because of the loss of my camera.

I will tell you about a day that was even worse- about 2 years ago.

I was visiting my parents in another state. 2 of my friends rode up and back with me. We had so much stuff in the car that RD put the cargo holder on the hitch of the truck to carry a few more containers full of stuff.

One project that I was wanting to work on with Dad was to take my home videos and burn them onto a DVD. We got a few of them done but it was more something that I was wanting to learn how to do so that I could do it once I got home.

Well, on our last day, before we drove home, we decided to go horseback riding. We parked the truck a little ways from the horse barn and while we were riding, someone stole all of the containers off the back of my truck (I know, it was stupid to leave the truck unattended but I did it none-the-less).

Inside one of the containers was GBK's stuff- clothes, diapers, etc that I didn't need until after we got home. I also stuck a few of those videos in last minute. I don't know why. Some were brand new but a few had movies on them. When I searched through to see what was missing I was sick at my stomach. Her baptism and 1st birthday was gone. I just wanted to throw up.

Everytime I have thought about it these last 2 yrs, I got that sick stomach feeling. So I try not to think about it. Luckily I have another copy of the baptism, so that is ok.

Ready for the happy surprise?

This morning I decided to get the videos organized. While going through them, I found the birthday video inside the wrong box. So only the bday box was taken- not the actual video. Shew. I cried tears of joy.

GBK and I watched all of our home movies this afternoon. Amazing how quickly she has grown- and other kids that were videoed as well.

BAD DAY

I have looked for 4 days now-
I can not find my camera anywhere.

I have looked everywhere. Even the frig and trash cans.

I have been 1000 places the last week.

The last time I remember seeing it was after the lake last Sunday, we came home and I downloaded pictures onto the camera. I have no idea what I did with it after that.

I hope that I find it. I have lost sleep over it.

another song- about a Monkey Named Bird

I don't usually like to read song lyrics- since it is really nothing but poetry and I am not a big poetry fan. Not to say I have never read poetry that I liked- I just seldom like it.

But this is one of my favorites, sung to the tune of Hush Little Baby.

Hush little baby, don't say a word
Mama's gonna buy you a monkey named bird.
If that monkey named bird don't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring don't shine
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond mine
If that diamond mine don't pay
Mama's gonna buy you a Chevrolet.
If that Chevrolet don't run
Mama's gonna buy you a BB gun.
If that BB gun don't shoot
Mama's gonna buy you a bathing suit.
If that bathing suit don't fit,
Mama's gonna throw you out with it!


This was Dad's attempt to teach GBK Hush Little Baby, Don't Say a Word but between the two of them the words are a little different than the original.

The first time we heard 'monkey named bird' it stunned us for a few seconds before we all let out a great laugh. Now I can't imagine the song being that great without that line in it.

Sneaky Snake

Boys and girls take warning, if you go near the lake
Keep your eyes wide open, and look out for sneaky snake
Now maybe you won't see him, maybe you won't hear
But he'll sneak up behind you, and drink all your root beer

And then sneaky snake goes dancin, wigglin and a-hissin
Sneaky snake goes dancin, gigglin and a-kissin
I don't like old sneaky snake; he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin through the grass, it tickles his underneath

Well, sneaky snake drinks root beer, and he just makes me sick
When he is not dancin, he looks just like a stick
Now, he doesn't have any arms or legs, you cannot see his ears
And while we are not lookin, he's stealin all of our beer

And then sneaky snake goes dancin, wigglin and a-hissin
Sneaky snake goes dancin, gigglin and a-kissin
I don't like old sneaky snake; he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin through the grass, it tickles his underneath
words by Tom T. Hall

Over the Easter holiday, Dad taught GBK the lyrics to this song titled Sneaky Snake.

After a few days of practice she could sing the whole thing by herself. Of course she changed a few of the words up a bit to fit her personal opinion of things.
For instance, she says that she *does* like Sneaky Snake because she really likes to laugh. And y'all know my addiction to Root Beer, particularly Barq's Root Beer- so she sings that he is stealing Mama's root beer!

Well, yesterday afternoon as I was headed to the back yard to mow a tiny little patch of grass I noticed movement in the grass. It was sneaky snake headed to the house looking for my root beer! I screamed for RD to hurry! run! quick! He yelled back that he couldn't, he was on the phone. I screamed back- I don't care! There is a snake in the back yard! He quickly hung up and raced over... grabbed the hoe that was 82 cm from the snake and asked (are y'all ready for this?) "Should I kill it?"

I almost lost it y'all. OF COURSE you kill it! I mean, what are the other options here? I see it again and have a heart attack. I die in my sleep while having a nightmare about that thing getting in my house? I have a stroke watching it slither towards GBK's playground? No- you kill the dang thing!

He said- but it's a good snake! (I could tell he really wanted to kill it though, he is not a snake lover.)

Kill it, I said. There is no such thing as a good snake! Even a dead snake is not a good snake because the sight of it makes me nearly pee my pants!


So he chopped his head (I wanted him to chop it in half as well) and we watched it continue slithering about the yard. I spent a few minutes looking for good batteries for my camera and then finally took pictures just before he was thrown in the pond for the turtles to gnaw on.

How the heck do you explain to a 3 yr old that you killed sneaky snake?

Question of the Day

OK- This is a math quiz. It's a little tricky so pay close attention.

If you go to Wal-Mart on a Monday to print photos and use the 2Day Service Manual Machine, On what day should your pictures be available for pick up?

A.Wednesday
B. Thursday
C. Friday


Read it again. Because I am telling you- it is a trick question.

OK- have your answer? Are you ready?

Drum roll please...

The Answer is not Wednesday, not Thursday but yes C. Friday.

Sorry. No explanations available on how this trick was done.
I have a hard time explaining a lot of the weird things Wal-Mart does.

health dept episode 2

OK. So it has been a week and we have seen no bugs and we have done a total of 2 treatments. But I decided to keep us from church, gymnastics, and everything else until it has been at least a week with no signs and the official ok from the health dept.

I would have gone in yesterday... except they had off for confederate memorial day.
Could someone please explain this holiday to me? It is not a national holiday. The mail ran and the bank was open. But the health department closed. Who else was closed for this random memorial day? Who exactly is being memorialized? Not to sound unappreciative of anyone, but isn't that why we have Memorial Day in May? Someone please clue me in.

So anyway- today, we loaded up and went in to have our heads checked. GBK and I, that is. The husband shaved his head completely. So I guess he feels safe. I will have to scan a "before" photo of him and post it so you can see how much hair he lost.

When we got there, I quietly said to the receptionist "We want to get our hair checked". Of course I have to repeat myself 3 times for her to hear me! If I ran the health dept, I would have a little sign on the counter and just ask the patients to point to the specific problem on the sheet explaining the type of visit they are there for. I mean really, I didn't need to know that those teenage girls were there for condoms or a pregnancy test... didn't need to know that the weird couple was there for blood tests before they got married. I didn't need to know because I was having more fun making up my own reasons in my head.

Ok- so that last paragraph was a huge exaggeration ... but what if it were that way!? I am always paranoid that the other people in there will criticize me for the reason of my visit. How
idiotic (Debi, I put that in there for Little Man in case he was reading this)! I am so weird at times.

So back to my visit- a rather large woman walked in- probably 582 lbs. That is just a rough estimate. GBK says- look Mama, she has a big belly. She has a biiiiiiiig baby in hers belly. I was mortified. She was not pregnant. At least I don't think she was. I hope she wasn't. But she did have two little boys with her- twins I think. They were probably 3 or so...

get this y'all-

Jamel and Jamal. I just don't know about that. How confusing would that be? Say their names 5 times real fast.

Hmm- hmm. Now say it 10 times real fast without laughing.
OK. That is how I felt sitting there for 62 minutes with her repeating their names 82 times a minute over and over real fast. And I had to sit there without laughing.

Which I was a little distracted by the GBK so it helped me not to laugh. Her latest thing? She asks permission to touch my boobs. Like she is asking permission to play outside or eat a piece of candy. "Please push your boobs mama?" Only she doesn't wait for me to say no- she just does it.

I am not sure who is more obsessed with boobs RD, GBK or the girls at a local BUNCO group!!! Hahahahahahaha

You know who you are.

*******
I am in a weird mood today. Sam and I think it is directly linked to the moon.

I am a combination of nauseuas, depressed, bored, overstimulated, self-conscious and delirious. And no, it is not PMS.