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~my thoughts about life~



Tuesday, July 10, 2012

First Responder

Hubby called home with a very interesting story yesterday.  He was driving back to the truck terminal after finishing his route.  He noticed a car on fire on the side of the highway.  He pulled his truck over in front of the car and ran to see what happened.  He was the first person there.

He saw a young man climbing out of the window of the upside-down car.  "What happened?" he immediately asked.  The man was bleeding but seemed well.  He said he lost control of the car and hit the guardrail.  It flipped the car over and the car caught fire.  Hubby realized that he'd better pull the man away from the burning vehicle.  The man exclaimed that his ankle was hurt so Hubby hoisted the man up (said he was much too large to carry) and assisted him further away from the highway.  Within twenty seconds, the car exploded!  I said that Hubby saved his life but, like any regular hero, he said he didn't do anything.  He said the man saved himself.  But if Hubby hadn't pulled him away, he likely could have been killed by the explosion.

At that point, Hubby realized he didn't have his phone and sure would have liked a photo of the scene.  There was a burning car between him and his truck and there was no way he was getting to it.  He said other people began pouring in and called 911.  The crying man mentioned the pain in his ankle again so Hubby, the FedEx guy, decided to examine it.  He declared it to be broken and told the guy he was going to tie up his shoe to give it some support. 

After approximately twenty minutes, the police finally arrived.  Here's the kicker to the story:  the cop approached the scene carrying a citation in his hand.  "I'm gonna need to see your license," he said in a very rough, demeaning manner.  Hubby was appalled!  He didn't ask if the man was OK, if he needed help, or what happened.  He immediately assumed the man didn't have a license and was going to cite him.  The driver simply replied, "Um, it's on fire."  I thought that was a great response!  Then the cop looked at Hubby and said, "You gotta get that truck out of here!"  He didn't ask his name or thank him for helping.  Hubby obeyed, hustled to his truck, and drove away. 

I thought it was such an odd way to handle an accident.  I'm sure this kind of stuff is routine for police officers, but it's certainly not routine for the citizens involved.  Just like a surgeon performs the same procedure over and over, he still reassures the patient that everything will be fine and explains the surgery in great detail.  This cop had no "bedside manner" at all.  I encouraged Hubby to call that police department and complain about the first officer on scene.  He refused.

Even though he'll get no public recognition, no awards, no newspaper photo, he's still my Handsome Hero Husband.  He's got a pretty cute, little fan club around here!

Friday, July 6, 2012

The Happs

I'm taking the phrase Lazy Days of Summer far too literally!  It's been over 90 degrees for a couple weeks now and I haven't left the house much.  I'm way too content to sit on the couch, sipping iced tea and playing iPhone games.  (Scramble With Friends is my current fav.)

Our dishwasher has been broken for over a month now so I have dishpan hands most of the day.  The A/C in Hubby's new car went out too.  Repair bills are no fun, people!

I am keeping busy though...I can't believe it's already July!  The summer is flying by and I wish I could will it to slow down!  We'll be shopping for pencil boxes, crayons, and backpacks before I know it!  Hubby's side tile cleaning business has been picking up.  It usually does in the summer.  This year, I've been the one helping him.  I must say, I really enjoy it!  Although, when it's 96 degrees outside and you're standing behind a hot truck that is shooting out nearly boiling water, it can get a wee bit uncomfortable.  When I turned on my car after our last job, this is what it said:



But here are the results we get from the work:

BEFORE

AFTER
















Also, my photography business is totally taking off!  I am finally making enough money to pay for my website  hosting!  I had two more photo shoots recently and have some bookings for a few more!  I am finally starting to feel less guilty about charging people for my services.  When I hear what Seniors are paying local studios, I feel like I should be charging twice as much!  I don't spend any of my profits.  They all go into an envelope for a new camera.  I've saved up $250 all by my little self and I'm actually quite proud of my little (very little) savings.

Did I tell you we started yet another business?  My brother, cousin, and I (well, Hubby) bought a Photo Booth!  It's so much fun and we are really enjoying it!  So far, we've done a graduation party and one other event.  We're not making much money yet, but it will come in time.  Which reminds me- I've got to get our business cards ordered!  I did the website myself, which was out of my comfort zone.  But it turned out pretty well and the guys were happy with it.

The bad news bug has bitten around here lately too.  My best friend's nephew was killed in a car accident Sunday.  To make matters worse, it was his twentieth birthday.  The family is just a mess and his poor mother had to get The Phone Call in Florida and drive up here to bury her son. People, I just cannot imagine.

A former classmate of my brother's jumped off "Suicide Bridge" here in town.  They just spent two years renovating the bridge to deter people from jumping.  The guy climbed up on his car and shimmied over the railing.

Less tragic, but still quite painful, my cousin's fiancee called her up one night and ended things.  No real reason, no explanation.  He felt it wasn't God's will.  Two days prior, he called and encouraged her to put a bid on a house.  They honeymoon was booked and paid for, her dress was hanging in her bedroom, and the Save the Dates had been mailed.  I was blown away at first but now have a great desire to fly out to St. Louis and give this dude a piece of my mind.  I was with them the last time he was here, taking their engagement pictures.  He sure seemed pretty sure of God's will that day!  I removed all their photos from my website, which was sad for me because they were my best work ever. But my poor cousin is devastated and embarrassed.  I just don't understand how things can change that quickly.

I would love to be on a breezy beach with a great book right now.  (To further enhance my laziness.)  The Help was such a great book that I dread starting another.  I know it can only pale in comparison.  Good news for me- I'm still keeping up with my Bible reading.  I'm finally in Psalms!

I'm not planting a garden this year.  I'm really sad about that.  It just didn't happen and time kept on ticking.  It's too late now and I'm really going to miss those fresh tomatoes!!!

The marathon is coming up in a couple of months and it's way too hot to run.  Boogers.

Son #1 just returned from Boy Scout Camp and had a great time.  I missed that little brat!  :)  He's taking piano lessons from a really skilled teacher (at $18 a half hour!) and is speeding along.  Listening to piano practice is quite different from the tuba I'm used to.  He misses his horn and is anxious to pick it back up in August.  He did not get into the Youth Symphony Orchestra, but was OK with that.  He may still make the Youth Philharmonic, but I haven't heard anything yet.

That's The Happs for now.  Hopefully I can blog again before August!

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Happiness & Pain

Happiness Is...
Starting off the day with a clean house.

Pain Is...
Unloading a dishwasher full of dirty dishes to wash all of them by hand because the dishwasher is broken.

Happiness Is...
Having the kids home from school.

Pain Is...
Worrying about your children every day and wondering of the decisions you're making are the best decisions to mold them into happy, successful adults some day.

Happiness is...
Feeling accomplished after running 2 miles.

Pain Is...
Resisting my own homemade chocolate chip cookies, knowing that four in one day is not good for me.

Happiness Is...
Finally booking a trip to Disney World after five years!

Pain Is...
The credit card bill of nearly six grand that will come due in a couple weeks.

Happiness Is...
Summer! I just can't say it enough! There is nothing better than a windows-open day!



Wednesday, July 4, 2012

WWTK

Since it's been nearly a month since I've blogged, I thought I would jump back in there with a WWTK! Shame on me for being so neglectful!


Today's questions are from two people, Kenzie  who wants to know...


1. What are your 4th of July plans?
Good question, Kenzie!  We typically picnic at my mom's house with the entire extended family.  On Memorial Day this year, we all went to my grandpa's instead.  As a recent widower, we knew he would leave the party too early if it was elsewhere.  If we all invade his home, he has no choice but to stay and party!  4th of July will be very similar.  My brother is smoking a pork butt and brisket.  He got a new Big Green Egg (and posts photos on Instagram several times a week about what he's cooking, saying things like, "Come see how good my butt smells,") and smokes things for an entire 24-hour day!  The results are amazing, so I'm not complaining!  The kids will play with the sprinkler and Slip & Slide and the adults will migrate between the cool house and huge front porch or play Corn Hole.  I love just chillin' with the fam!

2. Are you going to set off fireworks?
Knowing my immature brother, probably.  But not at Grandpa's...he will have none of that foolishness.  Our city set off fireworks Sunday night and we planned on going.  Around 9PM, we were wasted from the hot day and church picnic and decided to skip them.  There are other fireworks tonight but I have a feeling that the same thing will happen.

...And Crazymama was wondering...

3. What is your favorite BBQ side dish?
Oh, there are so many when it comes to side dishes.  I am kind of a side dish queen!  My go-to favorite is Hashbrown Casserole because it goes with everything.  There are a couple great salads I love, including Fancy Cole Slaw and that broccoli, bacon, cheese stuff with the mayo on it.  Mmmm!  For the 4th, I'm making Grandma's Potato Salad in her honor.  But I don't share that recipe.  

4. What is your favorite BBQ main dish?
I guess I'll have to say my brother's butt!  How disgusting does that sound????

5. Do you decorate or dress in red white and blue for the 4th? 
Yeah, I typically get into the spirit with my attire.  But I'm not a decorator.  It's way too much work, I'm not very good about it, and I'm lazy about getting it down in a timely manner.  When I'm a billionaire, I will hire someone to come decorate and un-decorate for each holiday!

If you want to link up for WWTK, hit up Mamarazzi or Crazymama!

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

My Instagram

Here's what's been going on with me lately on Instagram...


My dear friend bought me this candle for my birthday and I think it's the best thing I've ever smelled.  Ever!  It's from Bath & Body Works and is called "Pink Sangria."  I wish they made it in a lotion!



Remains of my birthday lunch at PF Chang's.  The Chicken Lo-Mein was amazing!!!



Yeah, I scored 96 points in one turn against my aunt, who is a semi-professional WWF player.  Just to clarify, I have no clue what "Vina" is and didn't know it was a word.  Does that still count?


This is a life-sized self portrait of Baby Girl on her sister's bedroom wall.  The medium of choice- Turquoise Sharpie.  It's still there if anyone wants to come view this work of art 
(and will still be there until I repaint).


She was studying that day.


And loving her dad.


Finally, not yet posted on Instagram, is my husband "hunting" through the kitchen window.  He's out to make all the squirrels in the neighborhood die.  Sorry, animal lovers.  He's had enough of the squirrels that chew through our siding and invade our home.  
Just because I photograph it doesn't mean I'm in favor of it!


By the way, an app that lets you share pictures with all your friends...right up my alley!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Food for the Sick & Sourdough Recipe

I'm cooking for a friend tonight who is recovering from major illness.  He is a Superman kind of guy and it's so hard to see him off his feet.  Two months ago, he suffered a major heart attack.  Apparently, he had been having heart attacks for days and chalked it up to indigestion.  He was AT CHURCH, leading the little kids group in singing Happy Birthday to our pastor while he was having a heart attack.  He had open heart surgery the next morning and barely made it through.

Add to that the fact that he is diabetic.  Like, majorly.

Last week, he was admitted back into the hospital with symptoms mocking another heart attack.  Turns out, it's now his gall bladder.  They told him to adapt a bland diet with no salt, sugar, or fat.  "I've already been doing that!!!" he exclaimed.  Poor guy.

SO, what do you cook for someone who cannot have salt, sugar, or fat.  Talk about a head-scratcher!  I'm a good cook, but I must admit it's the salt, sugar, and fat that makes me a good cook!  I decided on a very bland Chicken Paprikash.  Right now, I'm boiling the chicken with a few onions and paprika.  I will add no salt at all. The potatoes and carrots will be fine for him to eat.  I'm not sure if he can have the dumplings I put in, but I guess he can pick those out.  I'm doubting the quality of this dish and am quite nervous about taking it over!

I'm also making a nice, green salad (no croutons, bacon, or cheese- the good stuff) and a loaf of homemade sourdough bread.  I put a pinch of salt in the bread and cut the butter down.  I think he'll be OK to eat that.  Sadly, I'm not taking a dessert.  I'm the queen of desserts and I feel like one of my arms is missing to deliver a meal without dessert.

My friend has lost 50 lbs. recently...I guess this kind of diet would do that to anyone!!!

A commenter asked for my sourdough recipe.  I've posted about how to begin a sourdough starter and I've shared one recipe.  Here's the recipe I'm using presently:

The night before you plan to bake your bread, feed your starter.  There's supposed to be a lot of math involved, but I add 1 1/2 C bread flour or wheat flour and 1 C warm, filtered water.  My starter is much thicker than before...almost like a lukewarm gravy rather than pancake batter.  Leave the starter on the countertop overnight.  It should double in size and be very bubbly.  Take out what you need and put the rest back in the fridge.  If you leave it out too long (more than 12 hours), you will need to feed it again.  This sourdough needs to be fed every few days.

If that plan doesn't work out for you, feed your starter about noon.  Mix up your dough around 9:00 PM and let it sit on the counter overnight for its first rising.

To mix up your dough, combine:
9 oz. starter for the winter OR 4-5 oz. starter for the summer
1 C filtered water, room temperature
Add 1 1/2 T soft butter and
1 t salt
Finally, add 3 C flour in 1/2 to 1 C increments.

You may need to add more water at this stage.  You don't want to the dough to be dry; soft and slightly sticky is good.  Knead well for 5-6 by machine or 15 minutes by hand.  To check if it's needed well enough, pinch off a small piece, about the size of a quarter.  Stretch it out with your fingers.  If it tears easily, it's not ready. If it stretches almost to the point of being transparent, it's good!

Place in a greased bowl and cover for 3-4 hours or until doubled in size.  After it has doubled, knead it by hand for a minute.  Shape into a loaf and place in a greased loaf pan.  Cover with plastic wrap or a damp towel to rise again.  After 3-6 hours, it should rise slightly above the edge of the pan.

Bake at 350 for 45 minutes.

It amazes me that this all works out without any yeast.  If you read my sourdough starter post, you'll see that I was frustrated because my yeast-less dough did not rise.  I'm sure that was my error because the loaves I'm making now rise great!  I think I was given a really good starter this time.  I'm trying to keep it that way!

I don't have a bread machine and I lost the dough hooks to my mixer when we remodeled the kitchen.  Last night, I kneaded two loaves by hand and hope to have killer forearms soon!  :)  This bread is great with butter or for toast.  I have to slice is very thin for sandwiches or it's a bit overwhelming for me.  Just talking about it makes me want a slice.  I just might have to go do that right now!

Thursday, May 31, 2012

The Happs

I'm back into sourdough bread again.  The friend who introduced me to sourdough vacationed in California for two weeks.  My cousin house sat for them and watched their dog; I babysat the sourdough.  Because I HAD to take care of it for someone else's sake, I did a good job.  It was during my "busy time" (see any of my last couple posts) so I didn't have time to make anything.  I just fed the starter and kept it going.  It ended up getting so enormous that it busted open the lid of the container.  I realized at that time that I needed to remove some for myself and keep it.  Since then, I've made bread twice and sourdough cinnamon rolls once (yesterday for Hubby's birthday).  I've decided I must keep doing this...it's simply amazing!  I eat sourdough toast for breakfast each morning and love it so much!  This starter is much thicker than those I've dealt with in the past.  It just amazes me that bread can rise like that without any yeast in it!

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I'm really having  a difficult time with the templates here on Blogger.  It won't let me do anything I want, hence the very boring look right now.  I just couldn't take the snowy theme any longer...not when it's in the 90s around here!  Whenever I try to add a photo for the background, it automatically tiles it.  When I deselect the tile option, it makes my photo the size of a thumbnail.  See, you might be able to find it up there in the corner.  I just gave up one day and left it.  Grrr....

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Baby Girl is watching Annie today, which makes me very happy.  My little brother and I had that movie recorded off of TV when we were little and watched the VHS tape all the time.  I still have all the songs and many of the lines memorized.  It brings back lots of memories of my childhood with my brother.

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I've had a couple photo shoots lately and have bookings for two more!  I still underestimate myself and worry that I'm just not as good as I think I am.  It stresses me out that the client won't be happy with the photos they paid good money for.  I feel like doing it for free for everyone because I'm not worthy to charge money.  THEN, I see a Senior picture sent to me from an expensive local studio.  They cut off the girl's feet!  It's a lovely picture of her leaning up against a wall and half of her feet are cut off!  Things like that really boost my confidence, as I know they paid multiple hundreds of dollars for those photos!

A friend of mine went to the same studio and just wasn't satisfied with her pictures.  She said they came out nice but were exactly the same as everyone else's.  That's the problem you experience when dealing with a studio.  They only have a handful of ideas.  I'll do anything.  The girl asked me if I would take some more shots that were creative. Here are a couple examples:

She definitely considered them to be creative and loved them!  (Do you kind of think she looks like a ghost in the right photo?  Ha ha!  She actually has this set as her Facebook profile pic.)
I also took my cousin's engagement pictures!  I was so excited about that...they were my very first engagement pics!  She was thrilled and I was happy with them.  I took over 500 shots that day (because of another assignment at church) and my thighs were killing me the next day from squatting so much!  I'm ridiculously out of shape!
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Which brings me to the fact that I've really procrastinated training for my marathon!  Turns out, the marathon is bright and early the morning after my cousin's evening wedding.  Lovely.  I ran a mile Tuesday and punked out.  I've got to get my big, flabby rear in gear soon! 
I have been biking some.  Hubby bought me a bike for my birthday (which isn't until this Saturday) and I've been enjoying it. I think I was 14 or 15 the last time I got a bike!

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I'm cleaning out closets, basements, bedrooms, and every nook & cranny in this house.  Yard sale fever has hit me!  I'm sick of all this junk I've been hanging onto.  It's come down to the point of calling the show Hoarders or selling my stuff in a yard sale.  It will probably take me until the end of summer to get it all together but I will feel so great afterward!  Now I just worry about having a yard big enough!  The amount of stuffed animals alone is enough to make me shake my head.  

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Funeral Etiquitte

I came across this blog post from March.  I wrote it days after my grandmother's funeral.  I didn't post it at that time but felt that it still might be an interesting read for some.  As I read back through it, I remembered some of the events of that week and how overwhelmed I felt.  This list is still relevant and I'm actually glad I got it written down while in the moment.

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I'm thankful this past week is over.  It was tough, but not as bad as the last week Grandma was alive.  Seeing my grandfather break down and cry was the worst part of it all.

During the past week, I've discovered some things you should never do when faced with a grieving family.  I'm going to share them with you.  You think most of them would be common sense, but apparently, they aren't.

1.  It's not about you.
There are people who seem to think that my grandmother's passing is all about them.  I can't quite figure that one out.  First of all, it's actually all about my grandmother.  Secondly, the next in line would be the widow, not Aunt Betty's second husband's third child.  My husband was standing beside the casket with my grandfather as friends passed through to offer their sympathies.  He said that the first words out of one woman's mouth were, "Did you hear about Bill?"  No condolences, no warm wishes, only thoughts about what was going on in her life.  So, to refresh, it's not about you.

2.  The line at calling hours does not signify the beginning of story hour.
Our family only scheduled viewing for one hour prior to the service.  That was done on purpose because my grandfather couldn't handle any more than that.  An estimated 700-800 people came through that line.  It is not appropriate to stop and tell a ten-minute long story about the time you wore the same shoes as the deceased.  My aunt said a friend from the past started a story like this:  "I hope you don't take offense to this..."  If you're concerned that your story may be offensive, don't tell it.

3.  Don't stop by the family's home unannounced.
Two hours prior to the funeral, I was at the house alone to drop off food.  Two people I hadn't seen in many years pulled up the driveway and began walking into the garage.  "We can come in the side entrance because we're family," they said.  Oh, really?  I can't even recall your name so how close of family are you?  "He's not home," I answered.  "Oh no!"  they exclaimed.  Did they really think my grandfather wanted to sit down for a visit and hour and a half before he had to be at the church?  This rule can also be tied in with Rule #1- it's not about you.

4.  Do offer to help the family.
We had so many people cook, bake, and help our family in so many ways.  It was greatly appreciated.  With such a large church, we assigned a woman to organize who brought food and when.  It was a fabulous idea because we weren't bombarded with too much at once.  People dropped off their food at the church's fellowship hall when it was convenient for them.  I picked it up and took it to the house when it was convenient for us.  It worked out perfectly.  Of course, there are always people who don't abide by the rules.  For example, we had a huge (and I mean huge) bowl of banana pudding that was specially requested by my grandfather.  He knows that one woman in the church makes it just how he likes it.  The same day, a rule breaker dropped off another huge dish of banana pudding.  We couldn't eat it or even fit it in the fridge. We asked people to go through this family friend for a reason.  If possible, use disposable dishes.  It makes things a lot easier on the family after the funeral is over.

5.  Think outside the box.
If you want to be like everyone else, make a lasagna.  That's what everyone does.  If you want to do something special or different, think of that family's particular needs.  Offer to pick up their kids from school.  Offer to babysit during the service.  Ask for a grocery list and purchase things they need.  Ask a family friend what their favorite restaurant is and offer to pick up food from that place.  Bring paper plates, plastic cups and silverware, napkins and toilet paper.  Depending on the situation, offer to do some cleaning.  Avoid saying, "Let me know if there's anything you need."  They won't.  Offer something specific, then follow through.  The worst is when someone says that they're going to bring a meal and then never show up.  I'm still waiting on two lasagnas from friends that never actually made it.  See, there's more to funerals than frozen lasagna.

6.  If at all possible, don't call.
The family is busier than you think.  They're not sitting around, looking for something to do.  They are planning services, picking out burial clothes, arranging photographs, writing the obituary, calling family, and so many other things.  If you want to help, send a text message.  They can answer it when they have time.

7.  Obey "In lieu of flowers..." requests.
I've always viewed the last line of obituaries with slight skepticism.  Often, the family will ask for donations to a local bank in lieu of flowers.  People, this is because they need it!  Thankfully, my grandfather has always been very good with money.  He's not struggling and he had burial plots purchased years in advance.  Even still, his out-of-pocket cost this week blew my mind!  The commercials on television that say an average funeral costs $5000 is total bullcrap.  Try multiplying that by five.  When a family asks for donations, it's because they cannot afford the funeral.  To quote my grandfather this week:  "You can't afford to die."  It's sad, but true.

8.  Do send cards of sympathy.
It's nice to hear that people are thinking of you.  But please, sign your full name.  On a card that had no return address, it was simply signed, "Mr. & Mrs. Jones."  Really?  Let's try to work in some first names, guys.

9.  At the funeral, look your best.
I understand that not everyone owns a suit.  It today's age, people don't wear suits to church any more and rarely have the need to own one.  If you don't have a suit, wear your best outfit.  A cousin of ours (who own suits, I know for a fact) showed up in jeans and an untucked flannel shirt.  His hair was a mess and his giant beard was unkempt.  Perhaps he was trying to convey the message that he really didn't care.  If so, he succeeded.

10.  Don't make a scene.
The last thing the family wants is for you to throw yourself on them at the funeral and wail uncontrollably.  It makes them uncomfortable and only adds to their grief.  Wail on your own time.  When presented with the immediate family member of the deceased, offer a short and tasteful condolence.  Remember, less is more.  If the person wants to talk, they'll send you signals.  Maybe they want to remenisce about better days.  If so, they'll start the stories.  When in doubt, say, "I'm so sorry.  Praying for you."  That may be all they can handle.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

The Hiatus of She

Ever since my grandma passed away in March, life has been a whirlwind.  I normally start on my April and May obligations much earlier, but my late start was the major cause of my stress.  My April event was, to put it nicely, not so good.  I kind of dropped the ball and felt horribly guilty.  At the last minute, I had to confess that I wasn't able to pull it off and requested help.  Another person had to totally fill in for me and do a lot of work because of my failures.  She assured me that she understood and reasoned that everything turned out great.  She's kind.

I wasn't even there for the night of the performance.  We had our vacation scheduled that week and Hubby wasn't willing to end it early.  I don't blame him at all.  We had a super fabulous time in the mountains and I spent so much time relaxing!  I can't even remember if I highlighted my trip on my blog.  I drank hot tea on the deck in the mornings and soaked in the hot tub in the evenings. Afternoons were spent reading, shopping, and eating!  I started and finished The Help, which now joins my favorite books list.  McAlister's Deli is my favorite vacation lunch spot, as we don't have them here.  We also found an awesome pizza joint and a superb Japanese steakhouse.  That's my kind of eating, people!

Next, we move on to May, when things became extremely hectic.  The last two weeks, I figured out I was working an average of 7 hours a day on my banquet!  Whose great idea was it to hand make all the dainty crafts and favors???  (This lady!)  Our theme was From Paris with Love.  It was so easy to go overboard with decorations!  Now, you all know that I'm an aspiring photographer and I snap pictures of anything and everything.  How many photos do you think I got of all the beautiful decor?  Zero.  What an idiot!  I was way too busy to enjoy my camera that day.  One of my assistants was photographing everything with her phone, so I'll ask her to forward those to me.  The displays were definitely Pinterest worthy.

I wrote the play and all the songs for the banquet.  I made crafts, favors, decorations, and costumes.  I organized the seating chart, fought with the banquet coordinator of the restaurant, and took the reservations.  It turned out to be fabulous, but there were some quiet moments of the play when I expected laughter.  Oh well, not everyone gets my goofy sense of humor.  My great friend, who sat all the way on the side of the room, was actually disturbing the actors with her laughter.  That's why we're such close friends.  When I finally get the video edited, I might try to upload a snippet here.

At one point of the production, I stood in front of the microphone (which I hate doing) and said, "Twenty-five years ago, my mother welcomed me to my first Mother Daughter Banquet and said she was so proud to have me there.  This year, I'm going to do the same thing as I welcome my little (her full name) to her first banquet.  I'm so glad to have her here with me!"  Having Big Sis at the Banquet for the first time was a great blessing for my mother, the former coordinator of 30 years, who lost her mother a couple months ago.

So, that's basically what I've been up to in my absence.  I went on a pontoon boat, celebrated another year of marriage, gained a teenager, and washed A LOT of loads of laundry.  I spent Memorial Day with my entire extended family, really missing my grandmother.  I helped out with Field Day at Big Sis's school and even got my house clean.  I am so ready to enjoy the upcoming Summer!  Hubby was off two days last week and we really enjoyed spending time together and getting things done.  I'd love to spruce up my patio this summer...anyone handy with bricks or willing to donate a built-in grill?  I love my backyard and can't wait to spend countless hours out there.

AND- we started another business recently.  We now own a photo booth.  It's something portable that we can transport to fabulous events.  We had our first gig Saturday, which went incredibly well.  It's actually a lot of fun to see people ham it up in the booth.  My next chore is to finish the website and host it.  It's a little over my head but I'm getting it.  Managing this blog has definitely helped there.

OK, now I realize I'm babbling.  I guess it's been too long.  So for now, I bid you adieu- from Paris with love.  (Yeah, that was our closing line.  Hee hee!)

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

I'm Back & WWTK

My busiest time of the year has finally concluded! I can't tell you how anxious I am to get my life back! I'll tell you about my big banquet later.  I'm totally out of the habit of blogging so it might take me a while to get back into the swing of things.

I'll start back with something easy: We Want To Know sponsored by Mamarazzi and Crazymama. All the content has been provided for me and I just have to fill in the blanks. If you want to join in the fun, feel free to link up!

This week's questions are all about friends.

{1}I have found myself jealous/envious of this friend because...
This isn't really a good question for me because, lately, I've tried to make a conscious effort not to be jealous of others or wish my life away. It's so easy to want the things that others have but we must realize that not everyone has everything. I'm jealous of all my friends who are skinnier than I am. I'm jealous of the ones who have a nicer home or a knack for decorating. I'm jealous that those without kids seem to have so much time. I'm jealous of my friends who don't have to worry about money. BUT, my lack of decorating skills, my frugality, and my plethora of children makes me who I am. I bet you didn't want an answer quite that detailed, did ya?

{2}I admire this one for her _________ (insert admirable quality) and tell us about them.
My friend, Sandy, is such a talented artist and can turn anything into a work of beauty in just a few moments. I can barely hang a picture on the wall. In fact, I have her coming over this summer to do just that! I will watch her kids and cook her dinner while she spruces up my home a bit!

{3}I really love this blog friend because...
I admire a lot of bloggers, who are listed in my blog roll. I haven't updated that list (or my wallpaper) in quite some time. (Yes, I know it's no longer snowing!)

{4}I was stuck on a desert island I would want to be with this friend...
If I can get away with this, I'm going to say my hubby. He's truly my best friend and the person who gets on my nerves less often than anyone else!

{5}I think the best qualities in a friend are...
Being themselves. My friends and I all have a lot in common. I don't want them to try to be something they're not to impress me. I won't do that either. I enjoy being with people who are like me. Bad traits in a friend are self-centered people who don't know how to pay a compliment. Be there for me and I'll be there for you.