Sunday, May 31, 2009
The coincidental thing about this blog "I Love Summer Party" is that it's also on the day that my Auntie Theresa is hosting what has now become her annual birthday party for Cindy Lou's twins and also my mom. Everyone who isn't working comes and swims and we have lunch. It's a lot of fun and I think we all look forward to it every year. It's definitely one of the things I LOVE ABOUT SUMMER! Isn't that a neat coincidence?
I hope you'll link up with Darlene at Our Creative Life and party down with everyone else out there in blogland that loves summer!
I'm having all the family over tonight for the Sunday Night Supper. The sun's shining and the temperature is going to be in the mid 80s, so it's perfect for the kids to swim. Naturally, it's also a perfect night for us to host. I'm stuck, though, trying to figure out something easy and plentiful enough to fix. I just don't want to be in the kitchen for hours this afternoon making supper. Something on the grill is easy enough, but then there's the sides to worry about. Hmmmm. Maybe we could all have a McDonald's Happy Meal. Somehow, I don't think that would set too well with the grownups. They don't give good enough prizes.
Thank you so much all my blogger buddies and blogger family for all your sweet, sweet comments on my rough day Friday. It was touching to my heart and I appreciated it a lot. Y'all are very sweet. I wish I could give every one of you a big ol' hug!
Hope it's sunny where you are, and if it's not I hope it's sunny in your heart. Till tomorrow. Live, love laugh.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
My depo finished rather early, so I went to my favorite store, Target. Spent a leisurely hour or so looking around at all their pretties and looking for something to spray on the 10 million new mosquitoes that we have now, thanks to all the recent rain. I bought myself a bag of popcorn and a mango smoothie, which, if you've never tried, I wholeheartedly recommend. They're delish. Possibly full of sugar, and not a smidge of real mango, but that's another story altogether.
I was, as my Washington friend so pointantly said, "pooping rainbows." My rainbow poop was to be short lived however. Since this is Cam's last week of school, after they're done with their exams each day, they've been allowed to check out, if they had signed notes from their parents. He may have lost a very important project, forgotten lunches, and lost or forgot who knows what else, but honey, let me tell you, he made darn sure he got that note signed allowing him to get checked out after these exams. He DID NOT FORGET THAT! After he leaves school, he'll go hang out with friends, go have lunch somewhere or one day he just came home. Yesterday, he didn't really seem to have anything in particular to do. He and his GF have kinda parted ways. Yet again, another story that I don't know too much about and out of respect for his privacy, won't divulge too much info about. Suffice it to say it's kaputsky. I talked to him when I was leaving Target and he was riding around, kinda in the area where all the kids have been hanging out having lunch, etc. He said all the food places were still really crowded, he was waiting for the crowds to die down some, grab a bite, then go home or if a better offer came up, he'd choose the best offer. Apparently nothing better came up right away. He came on home.
I was turning onto my street and he called again. In a panicky voice he told me that he had backed into Ross's truck. Ross had parked his truck in the middle of our driveway so that he could hook the boat up. He was going to the lake with Jeff's brother, P-nut. I said a really, really ugly four-letter word, and hung up. Simultaneously, I was turning in the driveway. What I saw was uglier than the four-letter word I blurted out.
Since it had only happened minutes ago, Ross was inside clueless. To keep Cam from having to tell Ross, I told him. I think he expected to see a little small dent. When he saw the real damage, he went nuts. And I do mean nuts. My boys are big. And they yell. And they yell loud. And they say mean stuff to each other. But they don't cuss. In fact, one day -- even today a little bit -- I'm going to laugh at the stuff they say when they're mad at each other. Cam admitted that he just wasn't paying attention. Ross was brutal though. But then Cam brought out his big guns and started bringing up the two wrecks Ross had in '06 when he totaled out the two cars in three months. It was ugly, girls, So very ugly. I called Jeff at work and broke the bad news and begged him to come on home. Which he did.
I remember the days when these were my boys and these were their means of transportation.
Life for me was so much simpler and so sweet then. Honestly, I knew it was good and I knew it was precious, and I loved every minute of it. I know now that I was a very, very good mother to those two little boys. And it wasn't easy, believe me. There have been many times I've asked God what in the world he could've been thinking giving me -- a prissy, OCD clean freak -- such rough neck, dirty boys instead of ponytail, Mary Jane-wearing little girls.
That was then and this is now. And the reality is that I have almost 21-year-old and almost 17-year-old young men. I love them more than life itself. I'm prouder of them every day. They don't always make me happy. Sometimes I could wring their necks. And they are trying their darndest to break their dad and me with this car stuff. But yesterday, when Ross apologized to Cam for being so upset and saying such mean things, I couldn't have been prouder of him. I wouldn't trade my two grizzly boys for a thousand prissy girls.
The upside is that I still (knock on wood) remain the ONLY ONE IN MY HOUSE WHO HASN'T GOTTEN A TICKET OR HAD AN ACCIDENT IN AT LEAST FIVE YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I'm not bragging or anything, but it's just that my boys tease me that I don't drive very well and they especially tease me because I'm not the best at backing out. Well, I'll bet Cam won't tease me about that anymore.
Jeff and I moped and moped and moped some more. We shed a few tears of pure frustration. It really was an awful, awful afternoon. But true to our personalities, we didn't let it keep us down for long. Life is too short not to make lemonade out your lemons. We didn't go out, but rather made turkey sandwiches and ate by the pool.
Mercifully, the 10 million mosquitoes left us alone.
Till tomorrow, have a great weekend. I pray that I will.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
For some people, lack of sunlight, usually during late fall and winter months, can bring on depression. Many people tend to feel a little down on cloudy days. People with seasonal affective disorder (SAD) experience depression during periods of gray weather. Experts believe that sunlight causes changes in a tiny structure in the brain called the hypothalamus. For some people, these changes upset the brain chemistry and cause depression.
And by George, I think they've hit the nail on the head. I must have sunshine. I. Must. Have. Sunshine. I know there's nothing you can do about the weather, so why gripe about it? Well, why not gripe about it? These awful, gray, gloomy skies and periods of soaking rain are making me feel bad and I'm ticked off about it. Thanks to Discovery Health, at least now I can justify my blues. I feel redeemed. Though I still feel lousy, at least my lousy mood is now justified.
Today I'm going to wear my T-shirt with this on it:
Yep, that's me. Little Miss Sunshine.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I know I really take for granted being safe and free to do what I please, when I please, without fear. It's a shame it takes days like Memorial Day and Veterans Day for me to remember those who make my way of life possible. But THANK YOU to all military men and women fighting for our great country.
This is the view outside the office where my deposition took place yesterday. I'm not fond of heights. Oftentimes when I'm up high like this (and it was only the 37th floor) I think about the people in the World Trade Center on 9/11, which was 110 floors! Can y'all even imagine?
Our world has certainly changed since then, and so many lives have been lost to keep us safe.
P.S. A Girl Named Kelly Kelly is rockin' out at the beach, sun or no sun! Y'all don't worry, she takes the party with her wherever she goes :0)
Friday, May 22, 2009
My work sabbatical ends today. I've taken off the last two weeks. I should say, I've taken off actually going to depositions. I had gotten wayyyyy far behind with work. Several attorneys called looking for transcripts. B-A-D. So I've been trying to get caught up. Today I have to work at 2:00 downtown. Yuck. I've enjoyed staying home. Now, y'all know Kelly and I are both court reporters -- BUT -- I actually do most all of my own typing. Double yuck.
Anywho, Reid decided he wanted a mohawk for summer. He had one last year, and it sorta suits him, so I said go for it. Here he is at his baseball game last night. Handsome, I think.
How was our first day of summer vacation, you're dying to know?? Well, I give it a C minus. By 10:30 a.m., Eli had been sent to his room twice, stood in the corner, while Reid had been spanked once and sent to his room. Alayna was whiny and starving, and I needed to get groceries. So I whipped 'em up some pancakes, made them clean up, and off to the store I went. I drug Reid along with me for some company and help loading and unloading. But fear not, our day got better and I think we'll get our groove back lickety split.
As I was looking through some old pictures from around today's date to post, I came upon one of my most favorite pictures ever:
This is my dad Marshall and my baby, Eli Marshall, on May 22nd, 2006 at Ross's high-school graduation party. I hardly can believe that was three years ago!! For anyone reading who may not know, my little Eli was named after my dad, because I found out I was expecting him right after my Dad nearly died from pancreatitis and liver failure. My baby was a miracle and a blessing as was my Dad living to see him.
It's been so good to talk to y'all again, and keep those comments coming! They pump me up!
P.S. A Girl Named Kelly Kelly made it to the beach, and the rain had stopped for the time being. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for her. Rain at the beach makes her frown :0(
Hope the Lord smiles upon each of you this Friday. Until next time...
Thursday, May 21, 2009
So yesterday was Reid and Alayna's last day of 5th and 4th grade! Eli won't start kindergarten until the fall, so it was not a big day for him. Here is a picture of them on their FIRST day of school this year.
And, after several tears, threats from me, and one fight, here is a picture from their LAST day of school!
So now summer has officially begun at the Parks Home! I always start each summer with a stern lecture to my kids about how it's not going to be a free-for-all, eat-all-day, sleep-all-day, be-lazy-all-day, sit-around-in-your-pjs-all-day summer. I told them we were going to have an eating schedule so the kitchen wasn't open and messy all day. I also mentioned getting some posters and chores charts and schedules and stuff.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
They had it catered by a local catering company. The fried chicken was crisp, the mashed potatoes creamy, the mac cheese cheesy, the roll -- well, you get the point. It was excellent. And being that they are an agriculture organization, they didn't leave out the green vegetable. We had the most delicious spinach salad with fresh strawberries. It had some kind of creamy dressing, that was OMGosh fabulous!
Here is a picture of my sweet baby boy. Just look at that smile! The reason for the big smile wasn't because his mom was taking his picture. Oh, no, ma'am. It was because of the cute little girl behind him. That's his GF. She's also in the FFA.
If you've been following my blog a little while, you may remember awhile back Cam had lost part of a very important project for his Ag Science class. I blamed it on his unorganized, messy -- well, let's call it what is -- pigpen of a room! He never found the original project. With his teacher's help, backed-up pictures, and saved Word Perfect documents, he was able to re-create the project. Last night he won this plaque for all his hard work.
He earned two pins, two certificates and a plaque. Next school year he'll get one of the nifty FFA jackets that you can see the FFA officers wearing.
Because next year he'll be an FFA officer. He and his girlfriend were chosen as officers.
They're not going to be Ms. President and Mr. Vice-President, but Mr. Parliamentarian and Ms. Sentinel. I was indeed a very proud mama!
He has become quite the agriculturalist. I'm going to stay on him with his grades. UGA has an excellent agriculture school. We all know he was a bulldog even before he was born! Right now he has his sight set on Abraham Baldwin Agriculture College in Tifton. Better known around here as ABAC. It's waaaaaaaaaaaaay down in South Georgia. Hope they let moms come too.
I'll be gone for the Memorial Day Weekend and I probably won't get a post in till Tuesday. I just wanted to remind everyone to remember all our military heroes.
It's a very meaningful day, but I feel like I've sorta lost touch with what the real meaning of the observance is. It's really a very touching story. I believe I read that at 3 o'clock in whatever time zone you're in, you're asked to pause and remember our veterans. I'm going to try to remember to do that. I believe we should remember the day for what it was set out to be; a Memorial Day for our nation's veterans. Seems the least I can do. I won't be posting for a few days while I'm on vacation. But don't you worry, I've asked my BFF and baby sister, Suz to be my guest blogger. She's gonna do a few posts while I'm gone. I'm so excited to read her writing. It's gonna be a blast for me. Of course, I have an ulterior motive. I'm trying to get her feet wet, hoping she'll love blogging so much she'll start one for herself.
Here she is with her handsome hubby Jason.And here are their three kiddos. Alayna, Eli and Reid.Their last day of school is today, so I'm betting her posts are going to be pretty good. Bless her heart. I don't know how she does it.
Please remember in your prayers my cousin Marie who has liver cancer. Marie is in her '50s and her mother Mattie Lou is doing most of her caretaking. Mattie Lou is a sweet and gentle lady with a big heart and smile. Pray for her too. I know she's taking it all very hard. Marie is, after all, still one of her babies.
Hope everyone has a safe holiday weekend! May you be blessed with much love and laughter with the ones you love to laugh with. Till Tuesday.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The problem is that I do believe that these are bras and girdles these girls are wearing. I wish they made bathing suits like that, don't you? I just love the vintage look of the 40s and 50s. I love the way the women dressed during that time period. The dresses, the accessories, the shoes. And when they went to the bathing suit, they knew how to wear a bathing suit. Why, even Barbie, the Queen of All Things Fashionable, wore a great bathing suit in 1959.
But when I go in the stores, I can't find a bathing suit like hers anywhere. At least not around here. I see ones that are more like something along these lines. . .
And if you have the body, go for it. It's just not me! I can't pull that look off, no matter how much I adore flip-flops!
I spent many hours searching on the Internet for vintage style bathing suits. I found the perfect one at the Etsy store. And, girls, if you've never been to Etsy, you owe it to yourselves to visit. There are some very talented people in this world. I sure wish I was one of them. Anyway. . . I found the most adorable suit and it's HANDMADE just for me.
If you'd like to visit her Etsy store, just click here. I think you'll enjoy looking at all the pretty things she creates. I just can't imagine being able to sew like that. Instead of navy and white, mine's red and white. When I tell you that I got this handmade suit for $45, I bet you won't believe it, will you?
I wanted another bathing suit, just in case I come in and want to go back out. I sure don't want to have to put on a wet bathing suit. So I searched modest bathing suits and found this site. They have got some very cute suits. Pretty, vibrant colors, very feminine. I loved them all. So I ordered one from here too. I got this top.
And these bottoms. If only I had done the 30-day Shred, maybe my things would look this good. Oh, well, no since crying over what could have been.
What are you going to wear to the pool and/or beach?
Till tomorrow. Live, love & laugh!