My Favorite Time Of Year.

I am so happy that it is becoming fall and that the temperature is dropping from the ridiculous levels. The leaves are covering our driveway and the pool is being cleaned quite frequently, but all in all I will call it a fair deal....for me at least, I don't have to clean the pool or the driveway, hehe. (Thanks, honey) It is really beautiful here. My mums have bloomed and they are really quite lovely, if I do say so myself.

It is so wonderful to go outside with just a sweatshirt and be comfy. No sunblock, no profuse sweating, and no dehydration factors to worry about. Yeah!

Then, around the bigger corner, we have Christmas. I am a Christmas geek. I love it! I love the shopping, the cooking, the crowds, the spirit, the music, the everything!

What a great time of year! Aren't we all so blessed!!

Happy Anniversary Mema And Pepa!

We are blessed with you two in our lives. Thank you, God, for the never ending blessing of Mema and Pepa!

Happy 8th Anniversary, guys! Hope you have a great day together.
We love and miss you.

And The Mother Of The Year Award Goes To.....

We went to dinner Friday night with friends of ours at the local Mexican joint. We had a fun time visiting and sharing comical family happenings. (We have plenty of material)

All was well....drink orders were placed and we were digging in the bottomless baskets of chips! Suddenly, Braydon said, "Mama, my lip is burning" in a panicked stricken tone. I was a little puzzled and then I just figured the salsa must be too spicy for him, so I proceeded to just wipe off his little mouth.

I looked over at him a moment later and his upper lip had started to become enlarged! Okay, I thought, more detective work needed here. (Me thinking) He had requested a lemonade for his beverage of choice (his favorite drink at this place) and we had to send it back because it was icky. The replacement drink was punch....ok, he loves punch, what would be wrong with that? Well, I will tell you what is wrong with that....it wasn't fruit punch, it was strawberry juice! For those of you that do not know, we discovered last year that Braydon was allergic to Strawberries!

Crud! Was this going to be an E.R. worthy blooper?? We poured some water down his throat, with a little excess going down his shirt (oh well), and just all kind of stared at him for a little bit. I think the only thing that saved us was that it was imitation strawberry juice and not the real thing, whew! We finished our dinner, headed home for some benadryl therapy, and all was fine.

I would have never thought to ask the waitress if the punch had strawberries in it, I mean, they never do! UGH! Oh well, I guess I will always and forever ask about the contents of juice! DUH!

Bad Mommy....and the mother of the year award goes to..............

Those Pesky Little Critters!

One by one...in they come....the occasional wasp is what I am referring to. Minding our own business, we are sporadically attacked by the "killer wasps" while watching T.V. or just passing through our family room. AHH!

I don't know where these things are coming from??? (Don't say "outside", please)

This is what happens: Eldest child, doing his schoolwork, Mom in the bathrooms/bedrooms cleaning up. All of a sudden, I hear a very loud pre-pubescent squeal! I come out and sure enough we are being tormented by another wasp.

They thought they had us.....until....today! I figured it out while walking Fargo the wonder pest. The little buggers have made a nest inside of our chimney! I saw swarms of them just lingering around the stacked brick. So, an occasional wasp comes down the flu and squeezes it's sad little body through into our dwelling.

Husband is going to climb up on the roof and pulverize them! That in itself will be an entirely additional blog!