Black Friday....

This morning my brother, my mom and I went out to tackle Black Friday. Got up at the ungodly hour of 5 in the ayem. (I didn't know it could get so dark out.) We grabbed a cup of coffee and headed out to get us some of them thar deals. We were feeling the excitement of the hunt....walked into Walmart and the excitement died right there. On the spot. OMG people. Everyone in Dayton was in Walmart. The lines ended up at the entrance door. They wrapped all the way around the store and through isles.......through the clothes racks. It was ugly int-netz. Ugly.
My brother was after a large TV so we headed out to Best Buy. SCORE on the TV!! I stood in the line for TV pickup and made a couple of friends. :) I was out amongst the people and was enjoying life.
After Best Buy we needed some breakfast and headed over to Bob Evans.......two eggs, two biscuits, some sausage, home fries and coffee later we headed over to The Sanctuary otherwise known as Barnes and Noble. It was so peaceful in there. I grabbed two books and found a cozy chair. After about an hour we were recharged enough to try Toys R' Us. Again, OMG!! We walked in, took a deep breath and walked back out. This is about the time when I decided I needed a nap.
Nap time took two hours, then the hubby and I hit Big Lots. Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Clause. The hubby shot his baby browns at me and the next thing I knew I was telling myself "Self, treadmill be damned!!! That there man of yours need a flat screen!"
I am looking at it right now. What was I supposed to do??? He even flashed his very cutie-fied smile at me. I was toast as soon as I walked into the store.

Hope everyone had a very good shopping experience! For those of you who are saner....hope you had a wonderful day with friends and family sitting in a warm home. :)
I am off now to help program the TV.

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

It's Thanksgiving and the Rents are here!! :) I got up early this morning to make some stuffing and put it in the bird. It is now in the oven roasting its little heart out.
I wanted to hop online in between stuffing my face with pie (I soooooooooooooo need that treadmill!!) to wish you and yours a very Happy Thanksgiving!!!

I gotta go get some more pie....The Son is home and may-an that boy can eat!!!

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The Tree....

The Rents are coming today for Thanksgiving. They are bringing with them my Neice and the Youngest Brother. I spent yesterday getting groceries and thinking if I should put the tree up or not. Last night the hubby was working late. I was walking around the house thinking of all the things I still had to do when I decided to put up the tree after all. Boo Bear was in the living room with me. She was playing with these two hobby horse ornaments we have.....just basically letting me do my thing while she sat playing and watching TV. Our Middle Daughter was in the other room reading Twilight and giving my periodic updates on where she was in the book. (Sqeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel Edward!) The Son was at work. I tell you this to explain why I did what I did. I have never had my family close enough to have them at my house for a holiday feast. My house will be sparkly and perfect if it's the last thing I do. I decided instead of the kiddos putting ornaments helter skelter on the tree that this year I would do it myself.
Jeez Louise! You'd think I commited a major sin when Middle Daughter and The Son saw it! They were so upset that I didn't wait for them to help. The both just stood there and looked at the tree with their mouths hanging open. Sheesh! And it looks good too but do you think they care?? No. They wanted the memories. They wanted the laughter. The Capt smoking a cigar and directing all of us...with none of us listening.
Sigh. Lesson learned. There are some things you are never to old to do. Trimming the tree is at the top of the list next year. sigh.

P.S. if you have ever loved an animal with your whole heart please go over to PennyQuilts and give her some love this holiday season. Her dog, Jezebel, is going through a hard time right now. Loving my dog, as I do, my heart is with her today. Go on over and let her know you are thinking of her as well. We may never meet those we keep up with in BlogLand but it doesn't seem to matter. We still care. We still worry. We still think about each other and are there for each other. Today she needs to know this.

Tuesday....

Turkey day is just a few days away. You guys out there getting ready for the feast??
I've got the Rents coming and my youngest brother. There will be turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, yams with lovely brown sugar and marshmellows, jello, rolls, mac & cheese...the list goes on and on.

There will not be a homemade apple pie. We will be using the services of the wonderful Mrs. Smith.

My family can now rest easy.

Apple Pie....

Today was a good day. The hubby is home....so I am totally lovin life and chewing on him at every opportunity :) Viva la love! This morning he decided to make us some Bean Stew. We needed a ham hock and no normal ham hock will do when thou art married to a black man. He got online and found a really neat meat market. We went with cash in our hands and purchased two very lovely specimens. He also decided that I should make him an apple pie. We needed to go to the street market so I could get the very yummy Amish butter. Here is where things always get dicey in my stories. There was much discussion as to how to make the pie. I had a really good idea in my head buuuuuut The Capt had looked online and started quoting Paula Deen. When we were at the market I got this really neat spice for pie. Everything was thrown together and put into the oven. An hour later we had this.....

this int-netz is called slop. What does slop taste like??? It was bad. Really really bad. I don't know where I went wrong but good golly! The horror!!! Learn from my mistake....do not add, under any circumstances, do not add dark brown sugar and some crazy pie spice that you get at a market.

I am off to find us some tums....and pepto bismal.

Movie Review...no spoilers

Okay, saw the movie. The 16 year old girl inside of me LOVED IT!
I give it an A.
You may now all return to your normal lives. :)

Today is the day!!!!

Did you wake up this morning thinking "Hmmmmm, I wonder where Dawn will be today??" Well wonder no more! I will be in a darkened theatre, popcorn in one hand, soda in the other. I will be watching this little bit of lusciousness.....in just under 3 hours. (yes, my ticket was purchased two weeks ago...giggle!!)Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd yes, my name is Dawn and I am a fan of teen-angst ridden books. I am the one you see giggling at the register at Barnes and Noble swearing that the books I am buying are for my 16 year old....while I make her stand behind me with her Novels...and her Biography's. Sheesh...who's kid is she anyway??! We are a family of readers. The Son is into drawing and painting.....The Boo-Bear loves her some age appropriate stuff...The Capt is all about loooooong drawn out Works. Books you need a dictionary set right next to you as you partaketh. Our 16 year old likes her books deep. Thinking books. Me?? Give me a good ole Nora Roberts...Stephanie Evanovich....a Baby Blues...or a dark steamy vampire/mortal romance any day.

And just so I can keep you dear int-netz in "the know" I will report back here post-haste on how wonderfully fascinataly romantical the movie is. giggle...

Why I need a treadmill for Christmas....

The other day my hubby asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I had been awaiting for just this opportunity and knew without a doubt what to say.."I want a treadmill! There is one on sale at the BX!! Go!! Get it now!!" He looked at me and said "No way! That is so unromantic! The guys at work will say hey man what did you get your wife for Christmas and when I say a treadmill they'll all look at me like I'm crazy!" He said for me to think of something else. I told him to lie. Tell the guys he got me a tennis bracelet or something. I want a treadmill. I need one int-netz!! Let me tell you why........



The backs of my knees have become BFFs with my bottom. They get together every day for a little chit chat. I don't want this friendship to continue. Oh, and last night as I was drifting off to sleep"" The front of my knees were totally telling my boobs to "Come On Down!" Yeah. They were. I heard them trying to entice the girls downward.



Dawns' Knees: "Zello my pretties." "Why dun't ze come down here for ze par-tay!!" "Haw-Haw!" (who knew my knees sounded just like Lumiere from Beauty and the Beast??!)



The Girls: "Oh no!! We couldn't! We must stay where we are!"



My Crafty French Knees: "Haw Haw!" "You are loosing ze battle to graVIty Mon Sveets!" "Ze Madmoiselle is a viny bab-ee at 6 in ze ay-yem. She has long zince given up ze dreaded runnings around" "Haw Haw!"



The Girls: "Weeeeeell maybe we could come on down there for just a bit"



My Gigolo French Knees: "Ah-Ha!" "Zou hast fallen under our maNEE spells." "Ve are avaiting your arrivals with ze baited breaths!"



That is about the time I sat up and told everyone to go to sleep and that I was getting that treadmill dog-nabbit! and that they would all be sorry they ever conspired against me!



I now need to go and formulate my plan of attack on the Capt. He must be made to see that a treadmill is EXTREMELY ROMANTIC! Time is of the essence as I can hear "The Girls" giggling at my Knees. The floozies!

MEN!

Now I've written about my hubby before. I've waxed poetic on how much I lurvs him and how cute he is and how good he is to me and the kiddos. And let us not forget his muscles. I loves me some muscles.



This is not that kind of post.



The hubby decided he needed to make a road trip and visit his Nana for her birthday. He left this morning at around 5am. Woke me up, gently...he gets points for that...I looked over at the clock with my one working eyeball and saw it was 4:30am!!! loses afore-mentioned points. Why did he wake me up you ask? He wanted to spend a couple of minutes together before he left. Since he was all showered and cologned I got myself up but kept the eyes shut. I struggled downstairs and got on the couch promptly falling back asleep. A couple of minutes later he comes over and covers me....now that I think about it, that's really sweet and I'm kinda crushing on him and he did smell all cologned, can't forget that. I do likes me a man who takes the time to smell pretty.



Where was I going with this?? Oh yeah, so he gets on the road and calls me at 7:30. He forgot a little sumpin sumpin. DIRECTIONS. How do you get on the road to see your Nana and not have Nana Directions?? Or her address?? Seems he knew she lived in Atlanta GA so just headed that way. He figured he'd call me when he got close and I'd find her phone number. Then I would call her. I would then spend 20 minutes trying to figure out mapquest so he could continue on his way. Now you are sitting there saying, "OH NO HE DI-N'T!!!" complete with a finger snap. heh.



The big question is this....did I or didn't I get him to where he needed to be. Did I track down his Nana at his cousins house?? Did I conquer mapquest?? Did I get him his directions all without telling him that that's the craziest thing I've ever heard and he shouldn't bother me while I am daydreaming about seeing Twilight this Friday?? (Big Sigh........only three more days Edward my Vampire Love!!)



Did I not explain that he wears my favorite cologne and has some really great muscles??? Yeah, I got him there.



My name is Dawn and I am whipped. sigh

Making some crack.

There is nothing like making your kids some crack on a cold winters day! Don't worry mommas. This will not have the cops at your door. This is the good crack! When I was in Korea Jen made this stuff for Leigh and I. One of us, as we were stuffing our mouths (seriously! Could not get enough in there) said "Man! This stuff is like crack!" Nirvana my friends. Simply nirvana. A whole lotta crack was made in Korea!!
I wrote the Jen and Leigh to get their okay to share. We Ya-Ya's value keeping certain things in the vault.....a good cosmo.....secrets.....the crack recipe....you get the idea. As soon as I got the okay I made up a big ole' batch to share with you dear int-netz. :)

Let us get started. Round up this bunch of stuff. Each of us does our crack a little differently. I use M&M's, popcorn, white chips, small marshmallows, two bags of buttered popcorn and a dollop of Crisco. You can add walnuts, peanuts, small pretzels, capn' crunch with crunch berries, anything you like. This is just what I like in mine. Go crazy if ya wanna!! As soon as you have everything assembled take a moment to grab a dixie cup and fill it halfway with some M&Ms. These are for keeping your strength up as you slave away in the kitchen. Promptly put 4 in your mouth and roll your eyes to the heavens then have a couple more to fortify yourself for the task at hand.Next pop the bags of popcorn and put them in the biggest bowl or roasting pan you have.Make sure to take out all the un-popped corn. Believe me, you don't want to be watching CSI (Las Vegas of course! Hi Lise!!!) enjoying your crack when you bite down on a kernel and break a tooth. Not. Fun.Okay, once you have both bags of popcorn popped and de-kernaled pour the bag of M&M's over it. Right here is when I got distracted by memories of dinner parties at Leigh's house and thought about who called it crack first then thought about how Whitney Houston said "Crack is whack." Found this very funny. Looked at the dog sleeping in the sewing room and started to sing I Will Always Love You to her. Watched her not budge. See, not budging. She does not appreciate me when I am being a lyrical gangster.Once you finish singing Whitney Houston songs add the bag of marshmallows to the mix. You can add as much or as little as you want. I added a little more then half a bag only because the kiddos in my house need a little hot cocoa in the morning topped with these babies to get them a-movin in the morning.Almost finished! Take a dollop of shortening...how much is a dollop you ask?? Ummmmm about this much...Add the dollop to the microwave-safe dish of white chips. You are going to put this in the microwave in increments of 35 seconds. Stir in between. It should take about 4 times til it looks like thick soup.Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Once you get it all soft and liquidy you pour it over your mixture and stir it up well. Make sure every little bit gets coated. Then stick it in the fridge for about 20 minutes. Take it out and put it in a big ziplock freezer bag or a container of some sort. Put a little in a bowl for yourself and make a cup of coffee. Sit down on the couch and fire up the ole' Internet. Read some blogs and tell yourself that life is good.I was all set to do just that when the phone rang. It was the school informing me that the throwing up portion of The B00-Bears day was about to commence. Could I please come and get her as they would like to forgo that particular pleasure today.

heh.

AUGH!!!!

The hubby came home last week and promptly took two days off. We headed out every day for parts unknown. Laundry was forgotten. Dishes were made and ignored. Then the weekend. More parts unknown. Some getting into strange cars by mistake. Books read. Church gone to. Housework undone. Laundry slowly becoming a mountain of scariness. See, I had a plan. Monday I was going to hit it and hit it hard. There were some minor glitches. The hubby is going to drive to his Grandmothers home this week and will need to pack. As he is leaving today (Monday) he, just like a man, waited until today to get to it. I processed the fact that he would be in my way and would be needing me to help him find stuff.......I had a minor fight with him in my head all by my lonesome...then I accepted it and moved on. Our middle daughter wasn't feeling at all well this weekend but I just knew that the planets would align and she would be fit as a fiddle come Monday morning and get outta my hair. The Son would go to work (special blessing on Big Lots for hiring my boy!) and Boo-Bear would head to school. I would work around the hubby and by the time night rolled around my laundry (shudder!) and my house would be all clean once again.

heh.

Cue the 5:30 am wake up from Boo-Bear saying her tummy hurt...and her leg....and her right eyeball...and a toe. I tried to muster up some sympathy but int-netz! she has been on this complaining kick for the past month and she is driving me to drink! I sent her back to bed and told her she would be going to school AND IF SHE WOKE ME UP AGAIN BEFORE 7AM THERE WOULD BE HOLY HELL TO PAY. Ahem. She went to bed. Cue Middle Daughter. She came in my room and told me she felt awful. I felt her head and yep, she had a fever. I sent her to bed. Cue the argument with the hubby about how she should take a Motrin and try to get through the day. Now this child never complains. She does what needs doing even if she doesn't feel good. If she asks to stay home you can bet she is well on the way to bird flu. As the argument started to get good I threw back the covers, said FINE! then stomped into her room to rub her back and tell her that she should take a shower then see how she felt. I then decided that I would clean everything but my HUSBANDS STUFF AND I WOULD NOT DO HIS LAUNDRY! That would show him! HMPH!

She got herself up, got dressed, made some tea, had some Motrin, sat on the couch...and started to cry. OH HECK NO! I tucked her back into bed.
Around that time Boo-Bear started to get herself ready for her day. I was thiiiiiiiiiiiiis close to getting her out of the door. She was singing. She had eaten breakfast. Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiis close!! As she was getting her shoes on she stopped and looked at me all panicky. You mothers out there know this look. Yep. She ran to the bathroom and got sick. She is now on the couch with a bucket.

Let us recap: Hubby......watching ESPN and thinking about what to pack and how he will need my help.
Middle Daughter....upstairs in bed. Sure to sleep for a couple of hours and then need liquids and soup and more Motrin.
Boo-Bear...on the couch drawing pictures. A bucket by her side.
Laundry.....upstairs giggling at me.
Dishes......having a partyin the sink.
Floors....remembering a time when they were clean and sparkly.

Are the any Catholics out there?? On your way to mass this morning could ya light a candle for a sista??? Hmmmmm?? Anyone???

Good Gravy!!!

What a day! The hubby took me to the Saturday Market so I could get out amongst the people and get some of my words out. I made friends with the bread lady....the pad ti maker (it was yummy)....the dog treat lady and the people sitting at the picnic table in the food area. Oh, and the pie lady! Can't forget the pie lady! I had a wonderful morning....talking and laughing and talking some more. Then the hubby took me to an English Tea Shop. I had a lovely cuppa with the owner then we walked down the street to go to an art gallery.

Dear Art Person...not really into naked people cavorting. The wooden clock thingies were interesting but all of the boobies threw me. Sorry bout that. :) I'm sure I am just an art peasant and would appreciate you more if I had some ummmmmmmm well I'm not sure what I'd need to appreciate all of that. heh.

Anyway, back to my day....then! Whew, then we went to the grocery store where Boo-Bear was raising money to combat malaria. Who knows why, I just take them where they need to be. As I was leaving the grocery store, smiling cause Boo-Bear was using this as her pitch..."Hello! Would you like to support malaria?" Ummmm I don't think anyone wants to SUPPORT it but she's cute so she was raking it in. Anyway, as I was leaving I get in our van and rub the hubby on the arm all the while talking a mile a minute (had some words left in me) and telling him about how cute our daughter is when I looked up at his face. Then screamed like a banshee cause good gravy! it wasn't him!!!! I GOT IN THE WRONG VAN!!!!! WHO does that??? WHO??? The poor man had three kiddos with him. He was waiting for his wife to come out. I scared the pants off of the whole van. I started apologizing and telling him I'd made a mistake....ummm like he didn't know.....then he says that he saw me walking towards them and thought I had gotten confused and that my van was up in the front. Then, if you can believe it, I got the giggles.

The hubby then took me home so I could take a nap. I was exhausted!

How was your weekend?

The Boo-Bear....

Our Boo-Bear has been having some nightmares lately so the Capt decided to go upstairs and tuck her in tonight. As they were saying her nighttime prayers he hears her say this...

"God, I hope you get a good night sleep tonight, if you even get a chance to sleep, cause I know you've been really busy lately."

We could eat her up with a spoon int-netz. I mean seriously...can you even stand the cuteness??!!

My Daughter is a computer genius!!

How do you all like the new look???? Middle Daughter hooked me up!

I am laying in bed, right now as we speak, moaning about my procedure and how bad it hurt and how nothing will ever be the same and could someone get me some ice cream cause that will make it all better. She took pity on me and said she could make a template for my blog.
We searched for the one I wanted and within 5 minutes she did some HTMLing and wallah! I am so Christmassy and festive.

Okay, back to moaning about the procedure. Man oh man! MAY-AN!!!!! It wasn't like childbirth or anything but when the doctor says your cervix is moving and she needs to clamp it down you know you are in for a hella-hurtin. I think I may have stopped breathing for a second cause she looked up and asked if I was okay. Was I okay?!?!?!! My very life was flashing before my eyes and she wants to know if I'm okay!!
After it was all over the hubby took me out to lunch. After lunch I came home and took a leeeetle pain pill and slept like the dead for three hours.

Can I just ask right now, right here, why do the womens have to have all the fun?? Why can't men have their cervixes clamped on once in awhile!

Excuse me while I go and find some ice cream and ponder the ways of the world. :)

Dear...

Dear Lady In Half Off Books,

Memeber me?? I was the woman who was on the floor looking at the quilt books very happily while her hubby was over in the Very Big Books With Very Long Words Section. When I stood up and saw you waiting patiently to get a look yourself I smiled at you and said "Am I in your way?" You said back that no, I was fine and continued to wait. I, again, smiled my 50 watt smile and said, all bubbly and perky, "Are you a quilter?" You looked at me for a second and said yes. I felt for a second that we were kindred spirits. That is why I jumped up and down and said "Me Too!!" I know that when you just said Hmmmmmmmmm and walked away you really meant to say "why sweetie that is wonderful! What projects are you working on?? Lets swap phone numbers and be bestys!!" You were probably just shy.

I just wanted you to know that as you walked away with your walker I was not following you. Really. No need to think I was a stalker. I was just on my way to peruse the $2 book section before the hubby got bored. I am on limited time in a book store with that man of mine. He does not understand my need to buy as many books as I can and then read them all the next day. If I smiled at you every couple of seconds and that is what made you scoot out the door I wish to apologize.

Now when I was running after your car yelling at you to give me your phone number so we could quilt together and have coffee and that age is just a number and who cares if you are 90 and I am a spry 39 that our friendship was destined....yeah..sorry about that too. I guess that WAS being a little stalkerish.

heeheehee

Why The Capt Probably Won't Call Me Again When He Goes Away For A Week And A Half And Leaves Me Here In Sucky Ohio!

Today the Capt comes back from parts unknown where he had been doing important things with real grownups who talk to him....like FRIENDS. When he got to his destination a week and a half ago they rolled out the red carpet for them. Gave them salutes. Took all the bags to their private rooms. Called to make sure that they were happy with their accommodations. Gave them rental cars. He had dinner out a couple of times with real people......LIKE FRIENDS.

I've talked to him every day cause he is a good hubby and he and he likes to flirt on the phone and misses me. heh.

Today he called to tell me what time his plane comes in and I'd had enough. I was PMSing.....Post MSing...and I have to have a gosh darned procedure on Thursday while MSing. My Middle Daughter is lonely and unhappy here. I am not to happy about this whole Ohio thing myself.

He shouldn't of called all happy and satisfied with the job he had done while amongst real people.

I tell you int-nets it wasn't my fault. I couldn't hold back the volcano of anger over this whole Ohio-sucks thing I had stirring in me. In my defense I asked him calmly if he had talked to the other men about what the wives (WHO HAVEN'T CALLED ME TO WELCOME ME AND I CURSE THEM WITH ROACHES!) do while their hubbys are away doing great things. He told me "ummmm I guess nothing." I, again calmly, asked him if their was a wives group to be had. Negative. I then asked him if he understood how dire this situation was cause if I don't have some female companionship (heehee I just wrote female companionship heehee) soon I am gonna pack up my chilren' and leave his makin me move to Ohio self! He tried to talk me off the ledge and wanted to "discuss" why I am having an I Hate Ohio Day.

After 4 months here I don't want to discuss how this assignment is gonna get better I just want him to buy me a long arm and make it all better! I told him so in no uncertain terms. Sometimes as an Air Force Wife you gotta be stern with your man when he moves you to what might as well be Timbuktoo. Hmph! I also told him in no uncertain terms that I was gonna go and see my Leigh this summer and that we were gonna go and break our Jen outta her own little slice of a Hell-Hole assignment.

And if I don't start liking it soon he is gonna pay for the whole thing!

I'll bet he is soooooooooooooooooooooooo looking forward to coming home to me. If he's smart he will toss some chocolate in the car when I go to pick him up with a side a chips. Then he will not mention anything about PMS.

Good Luck And God Bless

Where I give you way to much info on my inner workings...

So just in case I didn't give you enough info about me I felt I should keep the int-nets abreast of a little situation here at Chez' Owens. My "inner workings" weren't working so great. For eight or so months I've had some ummmmmmm woman issues. I vowed to find out what was what when we moved back to the states as the only good doctor we had in Korea sat next to us in church and there was no way in h-e-double hockey sticks I was going to him. heh.

I made the yearly appt two months ago. Much hmmmmming and hummmmming by the doc. Tests were ordered. Every. Single. Bit. of my inner workings were gone over with a fine tooth comb by at least one person in every clinic. It got so bad I thought I may never be able to shop on base again cause who wants to be in line buying groceries next to the guy who photographed all that God gave me?? Who I say?? Who??

Three days ago I got a registered letter. I had to sign for it and everything. Said something showed up on my tests and for me to call them ASAP. Ummmmmmmmm okay. I called and left my name and number. The lady at the front desk said she knew of me and that the doctor wanted to talk to me personally. Oh yeah. I'm thinking the Big-C for sure. For a day I sat and looked at my fabric thinking who would get what. I sat and thought of how my family would mourn me. They would have an altar in the house where they would bow daily and light incense before my picture. Hundreds would show up at my very Jesus Mary And Joseph Irish Wake. Toasts would be made. I even thought that maybe I should write up a little sumpin sumpin for people to read out loud. Maybe quilt up some really neat hankies cause the tears, they would be a mighty.

After three days of nothing from the doc I called again. I didn't blog about any of this cause hello? My mother can not handle another gosh darn thing. As it is I may or may not have slipped her one of my "vitamins" while I was there three weeks ago. Love ya mom! Mwahhh!



My doctor just called. No Big-C. A little of something else. May have to rip it all out and you know, right now, I'm kinda fine with that. They want to try a little something else first. I'm okay with that too. Whew! Glad all thats over! Tonight I plan on sleeping. After some more of my lovely Bella Sera Pinot Grigio. A girl must celebrate after all. :)



Happy weekending everyone!



p.s. Thank you to everyone who took time out of their day to send me a note or slip a comment in telling me of their sorrow that I missed my quilting bee. I drove by there today on the way to Barnes and Noble and had to stop a minute to look mournfully at all the ladies going in. I saw one stop for a second and test the wind. Something had shifted for her I just know it. Something wasn't going to be quite right today at their bee. Something would be missing. Then she shook it off and went inside. Sigh, next Friday I will be there Soon To Be New Best Friend, Friday for sure!

Awwwww Man!!!

I found a quilt store that is about a five minute drive away. It is sooooooooooooooooo cute!! It is like a little cottage and they have everything a quilter could want or need in there. As I was perusing all the goodies telling myself that I deserved a treat for living in Ohio and being all lonely I heard the owner talking to a customer on the phone. She said they had some spots left for the Friday Quilting Bee. A QUILTING BEE!!! WITH REAL LIVE QUILTERS!!! HOT DIGGITY!!! I plowed over my daughters to get to the front desk and put my name on the list. Then I did the dance of joy. I came home and sang a song about it.......all day long. I was beyond excited! Real ladies to talk to. In person!!!! There would be laughing!!! And sewing!!! And talking!!! Be still my heart. Today I spent three hours cutting out a quilt to work on. I cleaned out my sewing box and filled it with all the necessities you need for a day of sewing. I got out my best mat and my best ruler. I found everything I needed for my traveling sewing machine. It was by the door. I was locked and loaded. I made the kids look at it all and then we all did the dance of joy cause ummmm hello?? FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then it happened.

Tonight was parent teacher conferences for the Boo Bear. It went great! As I was leaving her teacher says "Enjoy sleeping in tomorrow." WHA!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I looked at Boo-Bear and she said "Mom we have the day off.......I told you!" Again WHA!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I asked if her sister had the day off as well cause the Bee is from 10-3. She is to young to stay home alone. Nope. Her sister will be at school. What about The Son??? I had to pull it together then cause the Boo Bear started to get all teary and she was feeling so bad. I assured her it wasn't her fault and that I was not upset with her at all and for her not to feel bad. As soon as The Son walked in the door I pounced. "Can you be home tomorrow to watch your sister while I go to the Bee and talk with real ladies and laugh and sob!! can you huh?? can you??" No go. He has a test scheduled at the college he will be attending. AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Now I admit, I got a little teary and had to have a moment alone so the Boo Bear wouldn't get all panicky and start getting all teary herself cause then I'd feel bad for making her feel bad.
I came downstairs and told her we'd have a girls day. Coffee for me hot chocolate for her at the Starbucks in Barnes and Noble. Then we will score some seats and read books for free. She was happy and peace was restored in my house again. We spent an hour watching Kimora on TV and laughed together while cuddling.

But ummmmmm can I be really honest here??? I was this close to making some friends tomorrow. I could feel it. I had my sassiest outfit picked out. I had cute flats. I had understated jewelry. I had sewing things. They were really really shiny. I had gone over some funny things to say so they would fall in love with my wit. I had my cute green bag packed with some books to share so we could bond over new quilting ideas. I was ready! READY I SAY!

This is a night for some Pinot Grigio. I am off to open some up. sigh.

sewing rooms...

Anyone else out there like looking at the sewing rooms of others?? I do! I found two really neat sites and thought I'd share.

You go here and here.



Some of these rooms will leave you drooling!!!



Enjoy!

The Capt called me in the wee hours this morning. He is off doing important Capt stuff in another part of the world. He called me and I could hear the tears. He was breathless. He had already talked to his grandmother and she said to him "We did it baby" in that quiet way she has.

We did it. We can, yes we can.

I have goosebumps. Who needs coffee?? My daughter woke up and ran downstairs. We are elated. I am just without words.

No matter who you wanted as the next president, lets all work together these next four years. We have a full plate America. War, poverty, job loss. The list is endless. Let us all roll up our sleeves and get to work. Can we do it? In the words of our next President of these United States, yes we can.

America, Yes We Can.

Vote!

I got up before the sun came up today to shower and get dressed. Woke up The Son. Took him to his voting place. (I voted early by absentee ballot) I watched him walk into the church where he was to place his vote. Watched him swager out after finishing.

What a year. No matter who you like, get out there and make your voice heard. What a wonderful year!

Goings on in Ohio. Heh.

Lets see....what have I been doing?? Hmmmm let me think.
Nope not that.
Nooooooooo none of that.
Hmmmmm there was that....no wrong again.
Dayton Dayton Dayton. Why-for-out-thy Dayton?? You'd better start picking up, and soon, or you and I are going to have us a little sit down chat. Hmph.

Puppy update: The puppy is in her new home as of yesterday. It was to much for the guys and as soon as she got worms (ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww) she was out the door. So much for dog-ownership. She went to a lovely older couple who just lost their beloved dog. She landed on her feet she did.

Job hunt: He found out about an hour ago that he got a job. Cue the hallelujah chorus! The Son starts Weds working in a very lovely grocery store chain. He will be making some bacon ya'll!! Finally! Things here in Dayton are dire and finding a job is no piece o cake. Dayton Dayton Dayton. Sigh.

Quilting update: I've been making these like crazy. I am a woman obsessed with them. Lurv them!!! I also got a new McCalls Quilting in the mail. It is the Christmas one so I am sure that there will be at least one project in there that I can work on. :)

Running update: heh.

Okay everyone, have a great Monday!!!