Saturday, January 31, 2009
I LOVE to read, but lately haven't been enjoying it at all. It seemed like the words in the books were just so small and I would have to struggle so much to concentrate and follow the writing. One of my great pleasures was taken from me. :-( Tears. So . . . last night Jeff and I went to the drugstore and bought me some reading glasses. They're not too cute, but man, they're like a miracle. I told Jeff and Suz I just really can't believe how much better I can see close up with those things. I WILL be able to read my beloved books again! And I WILL get me some cute ones! These make me look like a librarian don't you think?
If you wondered where I was yesterday, I had a busy day and didn't have a chance to post. I had a bit of a "nervous stomach". I've had a big decision to make careerwise and it had me all tore up inside. Then I went and got a haircut and got my blonde back. Thank goodness for whoever invented haircolor. That person really does deserve his/her proper place in history. A haircut and color is always good for a girl's mood, don't y'all agree? Then I went to the funeral home to visit with Suz and Jason and Jason's family. My goodness, there were so many people and so many beautiful flowers. What a loved man his Papa was! I saw lots of pictures of him and they had a DVD made of a whole bunch of pictures. I watched the whole thing and there was only ONE picture of him that he didn't have a big ol' smile on his face. What a man! I wish I could have known him more than just Jason's Papa. I know I would've loved him, too.
My Sugar had to work last night. They had a HUGE go live on computer software at Emory and he had to go in last night at 10:00. It's almost noon and he's still not home. He's gonna be worn out for sure. Thank goodness the boys aren't here. He can sleep to his heart's content. I'm gonna try and get a ton of work done (Yeah, right) while he's asleep.
Hope y'all have a blessed Saturday filled with lots of love and laughter with those you love to laugh with. Keep praying for those that need our prayers. I don't know about you, but every day my prayer list gets longer and longer. Maybe you've got some tulips peeking out, too!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Well, I'm back to Peachtree Street today for another depo. Ugh. And, yes, it's the same part as last week. I think I'm gonna stop by the bakery and take some cookies since it's scheduled right after lunch, maybe they'd like a little dessert. The deponent was so emotional last week, maybe a cookie will make her feel better.
Happy, Sunny Thursday to everyone!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Now, why exactly would Nickelodeon show a commercial for a company trying to buy your old gold jewels when the shows they play are targeted to children? And why would they show ads for things they know kids are going to want and then put the phone number up and say, "you must be 18 to call"? Don't they know that their shows are used sometimes for babysitting purposes and that 18-year-olds are not usually watching Nickelodeon. Or do they think that the kids are sitting there watching TV with their notepads and pencils in hand ready to jot down the 1-800 number for dear mom or dad to order that must-have thing for them?
Then there's Eli, my four-year-old nephew. He's Suz's little boy. He takes commercials VERY serious. I mean, really, really, serious. He mostly watches kids' television. It's not like they let him sit around and watch adult TV or anything. He occasionally will watch football or baseball or some other sporting event, but mostly it's children's stuff. Well, when Suz had a bump on her face, he asked her if she needed some Pro Active. Dead serious. Mom, do you need some Pro-Active? A commercial for car insurance comes on. Eli: (who is serious and concerned about anything and everything:) Mom, do we have car insurance? Suz: Yes. Eli: What's car insurance? I just don't understand the thinking of the advertising companies or the TV companies either. I think that maybe we are supposed to get a subliminal message from them. You know, your child is watching Sponge Bob in the living room. You're in the bathroom cleaning toilets. You hear the Pro Active commercial. You have a zit. Subliminally, you think, wow, I've got to get some of that stuff. I guess that must be how it works. What do y'all think?
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
I think we gave Mike a very beautiful send off. May he finally have the much deserved rest he deserves. Battle over. You won! REST IN PEACE. WE LOVE YOU AND WE'LL SEE YOU IN ETERNITY!
Monday, January 26, 2009
I'm SUPER disappointed with Mike's obituary. The man at the funeral home wrote it. Being the control freak that I am, I wanted to write it. Not wanting to look like the control freak that I am, I didn't push the issue and insist on writing it. Now the obituary reads like crap. When will I learn that it's better to be pushy and get things done right than sit back and know they're gonna be done wrong? You can tell a stranger wrote it. I'm so, so angry with myself for that. And that's never ever gonna happen again! I will never suppress the control freak in me again.
Thanks everyone for the kind words and prayers. I appreciate them so much. We go to the funeral home tonight at 5. The funeral is tomorrow at 11. Since he was a Vietnam vet, he'll have a beautiful flag-draped coffin. That'll look really nice. Mike would be proud of that.
Cloudy, yucky day here weatherwise. Time to turn on the fake sunlight lamp. Y'all enjoy your day, even if it is the dreaded Monday.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Again, I ask for prayers of comfort for Jeff and his family. They have some tough days ahead.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Now, for the movie. First, let me say that I love Kate Winslet, Leonardo DiCaprio and Kathy Bates. I'd love the three of those together in any sort of movie. Second, let me say that I loved them together in Revolutionary Road. I must see the movie again. I totally loved it. It was a gripping, desperate love story. The son of Kathy Bates' character somewhat stole the show, although he played a relatively small role. It was AWESOME, in my opinion, of course. Even Jeff, who never gives a movie higher than a C, gave this movie a B! It was a movie to make you say hmmmm, and left you a tiny bit confused. But that just gives me a good reason to see it again, which I totally want to do. Nan wants to see it, so maybe she and I will check it out. You can never have too much popcorn and Milk Duds.
I'm still playing Catch-Up with my work. I've got the I-Don't-Want-To-Work-Blues. Since Jeff's going to be gone most of the day, probably till at least 5 or 6, I'm going to try and get a lot done. I don't know what the next few days will bring as far as bringing Mike home. The doctors mentioned yesterday hospice care for him. His parents will need all of us and I don't want to have to worry about work. So I've got to get busy. I MUST HAVE ENERGY! Will y'all please pray for me, too, that I will have energy and strength to do everything that I'm going to need to do in these upcoming days/weeks/months.
Friday, January 23, 2009
The banquet was nice. I must say, though, it's probably the first time I've ever left a steak and chicken dinner hungry :-( The banana pudding was fantastic, but I've never been a fan of the fake charcoal flavor. I did get a good chuckle when the little girl sitting across from me, who was using her best manners while cutting her steak, broke her plastic knife. It was a lot of work for the volunteers who put it on, and I appreciated it. It was long, which was necessary in order to give certificates to each player. They also got State playoff patches to go on their letterman jackets, which I thought was so nice. Cam doesn't have a jacket yet. He's only in 10th grade. Maybe next year he'll get one. I wanted him to get in a picture with me, but he didn't want to. It hurt my feelings and I wanted to go home. Jeff made me stay, which also hurt my feelings. We're back to the too much testosterone thing again. Anyway, I guess he would have been embarassed or something. Who knows what goes on in the mind of a 16-year-old.
Hope y'all are following Baby Harper. She's getting better every day. Wow, it's so amazing what God can do! And as you may know, Suz's hubby, Jason was laid off from his job last Friday. He's got an interview Tuesday at Emory Crawford Long. He's well qualified and such a great guy. Hopefully, they'll see that and give him the job. Emory's a great place to work and has been really good to us with Jeff's job. Definitely add him and Suz to your prayer list. She's been amazingly upbeat and positive. When she gets down, she dusts herself off and gets back up again. Tough cookie. I'd probably be running down the street yelling hysterically like the nuts I saw on Peachtree yesterday.
Got a depo at 12:30, and I've got a few things to do before then, so that's all for now. I'll fill y'all in tomorrow on the movie. Enjoy your day!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I was going to have the potato soup I posted about yesterday. Went to Publix, which is the store I like to go to because they have a nice selection of produce and they have good meat and seafood and even have sushi, which I have occasionally bought from there. Well, they were out of everything I needed to make the darn soup. The Simply Potatoes, gone. The shredded cheese, gone. I was so mad. I just bought me some pink tulips, some golden delicious apples and left. We ended up eating Waffle House. Of course, I could've peeled the potatoes and shredded my own cheese, but after the big inauguration festivities, I wasn't in the mood for all that work.
Speaking of work, I've gotta run (well, not literally, remember my shoe problem). I've got a job at 10 and I hear traffic is awful all over town. Yippee! As usual.
Hugs to all! And as always, Happy Humpday!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
It's Inauguration Day for us. Today we get our new president. And whether we voted for him or not, he's going to be OUR president. I didn't vote for him, didn't like him, didn't want him to win, couldn't even stand to hear him speak. But I will support him. I will respect him. And most of all, I WILL PRAY FOR HIM. He's coming into a tough situation. I'm sure that our country has been through worse economic times, but I can say that in my memory, I don't remember people losing their jobs at the rate they are now. I will admit that I am afraid. People that I love have lost their job. People that I love, that I've never even met, have lost their job. I'm working my butt off and not getting paid because attorneys are keeping their money. Have they never heard of the Golden Rule, "Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You"? Another thing that concerns me is that if our president takes his focus off those in the world that hate us to deal with all of our economic problems, will they use that as a good time to attack us again? Pray for our new President. One thing I didn't learn during the election was if he's a good multi-tasker or not. I sure hope so. I will watch at high noon when he takes the oath of office. And I will watch some of the inaugural balls tonight to see what Michelle is wearing. Shame on me.
Now, on with the day. Work? Not work? What to do? I know it's only January 20th, but I really want to put my Valentine decorations out. I don't have much, but they brighten the house up so much. All that pink and red is so cheerful. And who doesn't like to think about love? The only problem is that I'd have to go in the basement. Shudder. You risk life and limb to go down there. It's such a mess.
I haven't started my workout program yet. I think I'm gonna get the stuff out of the car because it has DVDs with each item and maybe I can go at it by myself till Nan and I can get together.
What's for supper tonight?
Creamy Potato Soup.
4 slices bacon
3 large potatoes, peeled and chopped
1 onion, chopped
1 carrot, chopped
1 cup chopped celery
water to cover
2 cups milk
2 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon ground black pepper
1 cup sour cream
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons paprika
In large saucepan cook bacon until crisp. Set bacon aside, along with 3 tablespoons of bacon drippings.
Add potatoes, onion, carrot and celery to drippings. Add enough water to cover vegetables and cook over low heat until tender, stirring occasionally.
Stir in milk, salt and pepper. Bring to a boil.
In a separate bowl, stir together sour cream, flour and paprika. Gradually stir 1 cup of hot soup mixture into sour crream mixture.
Pour sour cream mixture into soup mixture. Cook until good and bubbly hot. Top with chopped bacon pieces and shredded cheese.
I think that you could make this somewhat lower fat by using turkey bacon, 2 percent or even skim milk, fat-free sour cream, and low-fat cheese. Simply Potatoes makes great diced potatoes if you don't like to cut potatoes, which I don't, and they're not too pricey either.
BTW, my roast beef sandwiches that I made last week were out of this world YUMMY! We toasted the french bread just a little with a slice of swiss cheese on it, put the roast on them and dipped them in the aus jus. OMGoodness, so good! Hope you try it.
Monday, January 19, 2009
My mom, my aunts and some of my cousins are having lunch together today since a lot of people are off work. I really wanted to go, but I didn't get enough done before it was time to leave. I had to miss it this time. I hate that.
I'm in Diet Coke heaven these days. Our fridge where we keep all our drinks is in the garage and in the winter it freezes the drinks a little. My Diet Cokes are like Icees. Yummy! I guess it really is the small pleasures in life, huh?
Not much else going on. There's an icky stomach virus going around, so if it's got you, hope you're better soon! Joseph had it last week and missed two days of school. Cam faked it Friday so he could have a four-day weekend. At least I think he was faking. Moms just kind of have a feel for these things, don't they? He's only missed like one day so far, so what the heck. It was really cold and he had his heart set on that four-day weekend. Bad mom.
Lunch break over. Back on task. Don't want to get behind again.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
So Nan and I are going to start this little workout program. Well, knowing Nan I don't think it's going to be so little. She does everything in a big way. She takes working out pretty seriously too. Suz helped me pick out the stuff I needed to get started yesterday because she's been on a workout program for a while now. She and a friend of hers get up at 5 in the morning and work out. I think Nan and I will be doing ours in the evening. Nan may teach me how to do everything and then let me do it on my own, I'm not sure. Our schedules are very different, so that may be what works best. She goes to a gym and enjoys that. I hope we can get started tomorrow. I can't believe how expensive workout stuff is.
Went to church today. That was also a good thing. I just love that old-time religion. My 19-year-old cousin Justin is a United States Marine (can you see me beaming with pride). He drove 450 miles using his 96 hours of time off this month to come home and go to church today. It is so amazing to see what the Marines has done to him. He went in last July as a boy. Today he stands proudly as a fine young man. We have a lot to be proud of in this country. Our military is definitely something for us to be proud of.
Going to my mom's for supper tonight. Luke and Libby from South Georgia are coming up to bring Reid his belated Christmas gift. Every year Luke gives the boys, in turn, a rattlesnake skin dried and mounted. The taxidermist didn't have Reid's ready in time for Christmas, so they're bringing it tonight and joining us for supper. They have HUGE rattlesnakes in South Georgia and he kills one every year. It's usually one that he stumbles upon while he's out in the field or in his yard or something. He said the one he's bringing for Reid was the meanest one he's ever seen and was completely standing up rattling at him when he killed it. Yikes!
Well, Crystal's pipes froze in her attic Friday night and flooded her kitchen. Did lots of damage to her kitchen floor. She's going to have to get her hardwood floor replaced. Also messed up the insulation in the attic too.
I've got to call the "What Lady" tonight. I don't want to either. Even though she did me dirty and I shouldn't have any problem whatsoever, I don't like doing that kind of thing. I just don't want to dread it all week, so I'm going to get it over with tonight. I'm going to tell her that I don't need her anymore. Which I most definitely, positively don't. I think I can find something better to do with my money. Like err... go get some more retail therapy.
Friday, January 16, 2009
1. My name is Lisa Kelly Howell Kelly. Now I go by Kelly H. Kelly
2. My mom is June my dad is Marshall. They've been married 44 years.
3. I have two sisters.
4. My hubby's name is Jeff.
5. We have two sons. Ross and Cam. Ross is 20. Cam's 16.
6. My favorite thing about Jeff is that he's ALWAYS happy!
7. My favorite thing about Ross is that I can still see my sweet, adventurous little boy every time I look at him.
8. My favorite thing about Cam is his innocent, devilish smile. Some girl is in for a real treat one of these days!
9. I have four nephews on my side and one niece. I have two nephews and three nieces on Jeff's side.
10. My mother- and father-in-law are Jean and Ed.
11. Suzanne is my best friend.
12. Crystal is my secret body guard and also my best friend.
13. My sister-in-law, Nan, has become one of my best friends.
14. I graduated in 1983. I weighed 83 pounds in 1983.
15. I got my first job when I was 17.
16. I worked in the Rich's building in downtown Atlanta.
17. I had never driven more than 10 miles by myself until I was 18 years old.
18. I had a midnight curfew the night before my wedding. I WAS LATE!
19. My dad is my hero.
20. I love flowers. Especially tulips and hydrangeas.
21. I'm very sentimental.
22. I don't cry easily.
23. I yell very easily.
24. I love to shop.
25. I hate thrift stores.
26. I've had two C-sections.
27. I had a total hysterectomy in October 2008.
28. My abdomen has been cut three times in the exact same spot.
29. I love Jeff's grey hair and have never wanted him to color it.
30. When I first met him, I thought he had dyed his hair that color.
31. My eyebrows and lips are too thin.
32. I like to wash dishes.
33. I hate to load the dishwasher.
34. I like to eat Milk Duds and popcorn together at the movies.
35. I eat around a cheeseburger and let Jeff eat the middle.
36. I like to go to outdoor concerts.
37. I love to have a fire.
38. I'm terrified of fire.
39. I can't stand the smell of smoke from a fire.
40. I've never struck a match in my life. Ever.
41. I have two holes pierced in each ear. I only wear earrings in one hole in each ear.
42. I drink only Diet Coke. I don't like Pesi.
43. I'm a good judge of character.
44. I rarely give a person a second chance if they fool me on the character thing.
45. I like pampering.
46. I love to be pampered.
47. I like to be in control.
48. I don't like most of the music that Jeff likes.
49. I like to create memories for my family.
50. I think I'm right most of the time.
51. I'm right a lot of the time.
52. I'm a court reporter.
53. I didn't go to school to become a court reporter.
54. I know very little about computers.
55. I'm an avid reader.
56. My closet stays a mess.
57. I have a Blackberry. I'm slightly addicted to my Blackberry.
58. I like makeup.
59. I have a ton of makeup.
60. I miss my grandparents.
61. I love to fish.
62. I can bait my own hook and take my own fish off the hook.
63. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Halloween is second. Christmas is third.
64. Christmas kinda makes me sad. See # 21.
65. My dad almost died in 2003.
66. My favorite verse in the Bible is Proverbs 17:22. A merry heart doeth good like a medicine, but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
67. My mom is my spiritual and moral role model.
68. I wish I were more like my mom.
69. I am a lot like my dad.
70. My mom and mother-in-law are the best cooks I know. My aunts are the second best.
71. My Aunt Theresa is the most optimistic person I know.
72. I've been a nail biter my entire life.
73. I balance our checkbook and pay our bills. I hate math.
74. I have a cat named Smokey and a dog named Bandit. Not done on purpose either.
75. Smokey is black with a little white. Bandit's white with a little black.
76. I love fresh tomatoes from the garden.
77. I can ski a little.
78. I suck at every other sport I've ever tried.
79. I can play Spades a little.
80. I suck at every other card game I've ever tried. Except Old Maid.
81. I love football. Youth, high school and college. Pro is okay.
82. I like to eat out.
83. I like margaritas, but they give me a headache.
84. I drink them anyway.
85. The sunshine makes me happy.
86. We go to the same place for vacation every year.
87. I like sushi.
88. I hate pork chops.
89. If I misplace something, I just assume I threw it away. I keep looking for it anyway.
90. I have horrible teeth.
91. I don't like going to the dentist.
92. I have always had perfect vision until last year. I think I need reading glasses now.
93. I go to the church I grew up in.
94. I'm a Baptist.
95. I like old, old hyms.
96. I try not to judge others.
97. I don't like it when people judge others.
98. My family means the world to me.
99. I believe my help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
100. I am a Girl Named Kelly Kelly.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Of course, there is something to be said for boredom, too. That means that everything in life is status quo. That's a good thing. I just need a little excitement, preferredly in a good way. A friend of mine just sent me an e-mail that she has a new granddaughter. Lucky her.
Shopping doesn't even excite me right now. I'm just bored. Any good ideas how to get un-bored? February will be better. Jeff's b'day is in February and we're going to Tybee for that. Then we're going to Jason's hunting land for our Annual Deer Land Camping Trip. Reid's b'day is in about a week, so I guess I can look forward to that. Other than that for January, that's it. January blows. Literally.
Mr. Sandman did pay me a nice visit last night. I had lunch with Suz at Cracker Barrel yesterday and bought this ointment that you rub on your temples and underneath your eyes and it was supposed to help you sleep. Well, I did sleep much better. I also took some of Theresa's relaxation tips. The only problem is that I want to sleep today, too. I've got so much work to catch up on, that's not gonna happen.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I had a total hysterectomy in October. Suz blames it on that. Before I had that done, I'd say it was hormones. If I drink a bit of caffeine in the evenings, I'll say it's that. If I take my meds later in the day, well, surely it was that. Folks, I think there is an intruder called Insomnia screwing up my relationship with the Sandman. Does he not know two's company, three's a crowd?
I want you all to know before you read further that this is a true story. Although, it seems like it must surely have been a cruel joke, although cruel, it was no joke. To set the stage for you, I'm finally asleep, very lightly, but asleep nonetheless. It's 3:30 a.m. My bed buddy has to get up and go to the restroom. My blankets are perfect. Pillow's just right. It's all good. I hear him get up, but am able to doze right back to sleep. Till he gets back in the bed and starts TUGGING on my blankets, that not more than 60 seconds ago were perfect for him, too! So I huff and puff and am now AWAKE! I lie there for about 15 minutes. Then I decide also to make a trip to the restroom. No TP. So I use Kleenex. Flush. Back to the bed. I'm lying there and it sounds as though the toilet is still running. I tell him. He, of course, and without a doubt, DOESN'T HEAR IT. So I get up and go in there. I tell him it is running. He says just jiggle the handle. I do. It doesn't work. I tell him it doesn't work. He says do it again. I do it again. It still doesn't work. I go back to the bed and tell he's going to have to go and fix it. He throws the blankets off, walks across the cold tile floor and by the time he gets to the toilet it's not running anymore. (He-he). Sorry, sugar. It's just so funny.
Back in the bed now. Covers adjusted for everyone. He's snoring in five minutes. I'm awake till 5:00 and I can take it no more. I decide I'll go in my office and try to sleep on the floor until time to get up. It's dark and quiet in there. I could go on the sofa, but I know Ross will be up in an hour and a half, so I want to sleep more than that. Grab my favorite Snoopy blanket and my pillow, head to my office. At least 10 dogs are having a barking contest across the street. So that's not gonna work. So off to the sofa I go. First I have to turn off the lights the boys left on throughout the house. Get on the sofa. I'm there about 5 minutes and hear something that sounds like a shower drip only it has a rythmn. It's not the shower, it's Cam's ceiling fan knocking. So I allow myself to get in the rythmn of the fan, then the fridge comes on. This ain't gonna work either. As I told Suz this morning, if I could've emptied out my the cabinets on my bookcase and crawled inside, I would have. I really would have liked a place to sleep. I bet it's dark and quiet in there.
Back to my bed. I get at the foot of my bed thinking that might help with my having to hear the snoring. I try to adjust the blankets without tugging on his. I get fairly comfortable, with the exclusion of my feet sticking out at the head of the bed. I couldn't seem to get them under the cover and I didn't want to kick him in the head. I did finally fall asleep somewhere between 5:30 and 6:00. Ross drives a diesel truck, so when he starts that up at 6:45, guess what? I wake up again.
Sometimes I take a Benadryl for this sleep problem. It's hit or miss with that. After my surgery, the doctor gave me a RX for Lunesta, which I hate and never take. Simply Sleep makes me feel hungover the next day. I'm basically screwed.
There's just nothing like good, natural sleep. When I sleep with the aid of medication, I have crazy dreams that stick in my head for days and days. Right now I'm dealing with a dream I had over the weekend, after taking a Benadryl, where I am living in a house that looks like a mushroom, but was on a body of water. I can't tell if it was a lake or a beach. I swear! It was a real dream and I keep getting visions of the house at various times during the day. I'm still trying to decipher what that means. It was a clean mushroom house though.
Working today at 11 and possibly at 4. Hope y'all have a good Tuesday!
Monday, January 12, 2009
Then there's my other sister-in-law, Sherry. Her mom is in the hospital with pneumonia. I'm not sure how old she is, but I think she must be in her 70s. Sherry's the only daughter in her family and so she's really carrying a heavy burden right now and needs lots of prayer too.
Jeff's brother, Mike, is in the hospital. Something's going on with his liver. He's not married and his son, Kyle and grandson, Jack, live in New York. Jeff's brother, Don, who passed away in 2006 died of liver problems, so naturally, Ed & Jean are really, really worried that the same thing is going on with Mike. Pray for Mike and Ed & Jean too.
People are losing their jobs left and right. Some who are able to keep their jobs are having their hours cut or losing their benefits or having to pay more for their benefits to keep them. These are tough times. My online friend, Joyce, whose blog you can follow from mine, is facing an interesting problem in May. Here in Georgia, especially where I live, we don't have issues with bridge closures causing us to temporarily relocate. I guess down on the coast, it's a possibility, But in the northwest, it seems they do. Read her blog and pray for a solution to her problem.
These are just a few things. I'm sure there are so many more. Just wanted to take the focus off me for a moment and ask y'all to pray for my family and friends.
Now, back to me. Just a regular Monday. I think I might fix supper tonight. (jaws drop). Don't know what to fix though. Maybe I'll check out Joyce's family recipes and see what looks good. I'm gonna have to go to the grocery store no matter what because I have no ingredients to make anything. We're even out of cereal.
Trying to get some work done today too. I've got quite a lot to do. I just have the hardest time focusing to get it done. Working at home is so hard. It's up and down, up and down to do this or that. This nap or that nap, eat this or eat that, you know what I mean. I've had the same To Do List hanging in my office since New Year's Eve. Nothing new has been crossed off of it either. I think I'm gonna snatch it down right now. Snatch. It's gone. That space sure looks empty. Guess I'll have to make another . . . Is it a bad thing when you use a To Do List as a wall decoration instead of the organizational tool it was designed to be???
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Joyce, if you're reading, the weatherman is saying we might get some snow by the end of the week. Only here in Georgia, we get a light dusting. Our kids (even at 20 and 16) get very excited and go out to play in the snow, which is mostly just mud. Cam's already planning his upcoming four-day weekend, thinking school will be out Friday and Monday is MLK day, so he's out of school for that. I'll keep you updated. Keep your fingers crossed that we might get a little snow! If it has to be winter, at least let it snow.
Here is a group picture from last night. It has almost all of the family in it. One of Jeff's brothers passed away in 2006 and one of his brothers couldn't make it. Hope everyone has a very good Sunday. We all know what tomorrow is . . . monday.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
My deposition was long and grueling, just as I knew it would be. It went four-and-a-half hours, with only a very short break. It was awful. But I knew I was going to have a nice, clean house to come home to. That was kind of helping me get through the day. I mean, there is just something about a freshly cleaned house gives me an indescribable, insane sensation.
After sitting in rushhour Atlanta traffic, I had plans to get a few things done before Jeff and I were going out for our Friday night at LaParilla. All the while thinking I would open the door and the smell of my fresh and spotless house would be awaiting me. Now, you all know that with my OCD and being a major clean freak, I naturally know of every speck of dirt that's in my house. My house was very dirty this time, and I knew I was going to get my money's worth from my cleaning. I don't always feel like I do because it's not usually that dirty. I open the door, look down on the floor and I couldn't believe my eyes. The kitchen floor had not even been swept! Much less mopped. I'm pretty sure the so-called "cleaning lady" came and sprayed some smelly stuff, ran the vacuum and left. There were even some crumbs on the kitchen table! I went nuts. I was yelling so loud and so much that I got a headache and my eyes felt like they were bugging out of my head!
When Jeff got home, he started helping me clean the house, after we had paid a so-called "cleaning lady" to clean it. He was going to do Cam's room because I generally keep out of it and let the "cleaning lady" dust it and change his sheets. They don't make prescription drugs strong enough for me to clean his or Ross's room. Well, Jeff goes in there to dust it for me and starts cracking up. He brings out this black banana peeling that's hard as a brick and looks like the jaw of some wild animal. It was on his dresser. Obviously, the "cleaning lady" didn't even think about dusting in there. Not this time. And most likely, not last time either. Whiskers on Ross's bathroom sink. He hadn't been home to shave! Oh, my gosh, I was so mad. And I was hurt, too. I just couldn't believe that someone I paid my hard-earned CASH had come into my house and taken advantage of me. It made me cry.
My TGIF, favorite day of the week didn't turn out so good this week, huh? We did get it all cleaned up though. And we went out and had a good dinner, got home early and went to bed early. Had to get ready for the party, which was tonight. It was lots of fun. Mee-Maw really enjoyed it. I think it made her feel very special. She had five sons and no daughters, so she probably didn't get a lot of attention on her birthdays through the years. I'll fill y'all in with all the details of the party tomorrow.
I'll give ya a hint though. Our big-screen TV has a crack in it now. We played wii bowling, remember?
Friday, January 9, 2009
With regard to yesterday's post on our purses... with exception of Karla and Theresa, WE ALL NEED PURSE THERAPY!! I thought I carried a lot of stuff. I cracked up at the things we carry. Yellow pages? THREE mirrors? Two months' worth of bills? And, of course, we all have a calendar we NEVER use. Yikes. I can see I'm not going to get much advice on downsizing from this blog. On the plus side of carrying a large purse, I saw my Aunt Cindy at the funeral home last night. A member of our church died suddenly Tuesday when a blood clot went to her brain. She was at the hospital with her Sunday night when she was still able to speak. She complained of chapped lips. Well, Cindy, being one of us, just so happened to have a tube of unopened Chap Stick in her purse, which I'm sure was ginormous. She was able to provide her dying friend comfort from her giant purse. There are upsides and downsides to everything I guess.
Here we are, TGIF. I have to work today. I have a deposition at 11 a.m. It's a translator depo. Now, let me set this up for you so you can appreciate what I have facing me this morning.
Attorney: Where do you work?
Translator: (In the language the deponent speaks translates the question, which takes about a minute to translate.)
Witness: (Gives his answer in his native language, which takes about a minute to say.)
Translator: (Gives the witness's answer back to the attorney in English) Macy's.
This goes on and on for a couple of hours. What would normally take 30 minutes takes hours. It's torture that's similar to having bleeding hangnails on all ten fingers. But it is Friday. That's the good thing.
Friday for me has always been more than just a day. It's a mood. I love Fridays. I usually go out on Friday night. Sometimes it's a payday (not this time though :-( ). When the kids were little, it meant no homework. Fridays are the day you just say ahhh. It's just a good kinda day. The only bad thing about Friday is that Monday is right around the corner.
P.S. Check yesterday's comments later for a surprise comment from a surprise purse carrier! If you don't know how to comment or get to the comments, just click comment down at the bottom. Or call Theresa if you're in the family. HeHe.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
I feel bloated from the weekend. I have bags under my eyes. My face is broken out. I can't find anything I want to wear. I feel disorganized if I have to work. My house seems dirty from the weekend. My car is full of junk from the weekend. Everything's just a disheveled mess. Plus, this Monday, my house smells like onion and brocolli from all the soup I cooked yesterday! GAG!
I worked this morning in Buckhead. Traffic wasn't too bad, considering it was raining and it was the first day back to school for lots of the metro counties. You'll all be glad to know, the information I gave you yesterday that was too much, well, it's not a problem for me anymore. Just let me have to go to a fancy attorney office, and those type problems are no more! :-)
Oh, boy. It was definitely Monday for a Girl Named Kelly Kelly!
Does anyone know where I can get some motivation? I'll pay top dollar for it.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Jeff's been outside working most of the day. I'm pretty sure we've been getting on each other's nerves. You know you can do that when you have too much togetherness. It's still gross out, but he's been out anyway. He's trimmed our hydrangea bushes and picked up all the pieces of our pool liner that have blown out. In case you don't know, our pool liner is going to have to be replaced this year. It made it through last summer, but we're going to have to buy a new one before we can swim this year. That'll probably set us back a couple of thousand dollars. I told Jeff last night we need to start playing the lottery or something. He didn't disagree.
Cam doesn't start back to school until Tuesday I think. It may even be Wednesday. I'm going to have to check on that. He's going to work with my dad tomorrow. I like it when he works because then he only needs about $20 to $30 a week for spending money/gas. I thought our kids were expensive when they were little. Boy was I wrong. They cost more now than ever.
I think I'm going to have to work tomorrow. The girl I work with is stuck in Turks and Caicos. She's been there since the day after Christmas. I bet she's got a great tan and so well rested. Boy, is she in for a rude awakening when she comes back to this yucky weather. Oh, well, at least she'll be tan.
Y'all, check out the other blogs I follow. I think you'll enjoy them. I discovered mam's recipes the other day. I think y'all would like them. They sound really good.
I'm taking my iron like the doctor told me to. It's not helping so much with my energy. I'm still really tired. And now I'm really constipated. I guess that was too much info, huh? Sorry.
Going to eat some soup now! And maybe some prunes. Oh, too much info again.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
So that being said, today's blog is all over the place. As you can see from my title, I'm feeling a little too much testosterone at my house. I thought I'd post some pictures to give you guys
an idea of what I'm talking about. The first picture is a deer target. And no, he's not buried in the dirt. His legs are gone. As are his ears. He is in my front yard. I can look out my office window as I sit here typing this and see him with his sad, lonely eyes looking back at me. The boys have been taking shots at him with their bows. And as you can see, he's taken quite a few hits. The second picture is in my garage. I don't let the boys wear their shoes in the house, soooo let's just leave 6 pairs of boots at the door for someone to break their neck on when they come out of the
house. Probably me. And also, let it be known that their feet are not small. Oh, no, my boys are big. And so are their feet. The third picture is on the front porch. That is our bulldog that sits at the front door. Now, let me ask you. Did someone think that that cement bulldog was going to eat that french fry? I think not. No, that same person -- namely, Cam -- also left the fry container and several other fries scattered about the front porch for someone -- namely, me -- to sweep up. Now, you may ask yourself, why does she put up with all of this? Well, the answer is simple. I don't
I got up this morning and felt domestic. I know, I could hardly believe it myself. Cam has a friend over, so I feel bad to think that his friends think his mom can't/doesn't cook. Which I can/do. Just not very often. I made biscuits -- from a can -- and homemade sausage gravy. They were very appreciative and said it was really good. I can do some stuff. Jeff's in the kitchen cleaning up the greasy mess. YUCK!
As for the rest of my day, don't know what I'll be doing. We're stuck in yet another day of fog and dreary weather. I can't believe it's only January 3rd. It feels like we've been in this muck for at least two months. It seems like it should be late March already.
Suz just called and wants me to come up to Buford. Like I've said before, 50 minutes door to door. It's already noon. She said she won't be mad if I don't come, but I know the tone of voice she used when she said it, and she was already mad. There was nothing passive about her agression!! Oh, what to do. Now, that female hormone is the one you don't want to mess around with!
Y'all have a good Saturday! Enjoy whatever you do and enjoy the people you do it with. (Even if they have too much testosterone!)