Three Turkeys At Thanksgiving.

You know there is going to be trouble when you see this line up on your couch!! Everyone run and HIDE!

Our Night Out Without The Kiddos!

Woo Hoo!

Christmas party time was here and we had a blast! The kids were at a good friend's house, so no need to worry about them, and it was just good times ahead for these Nashvillians!

We arrived in Hot Springs at the Arlington around noon on Saturday and had a fabulous lunch at a local eatery. It was so nice being able to talk to my husband without wiping mouths and playing tic-tac-toe. Not that those things are unimportant, it was just a great time alone! We walked around historic Hot Springs and found some really great stores to browse in. Reading all of the interesting facts and seeing pictures of how the rich and fancy lived back in the twenties was just fascinating to us. Some of the bath houses there are still functional. We did not endulge; however, maybe another time.

It was then time to get ready for our party! Yeah, I got to dress up...it has been so long. I had forgotten what it was like to put on fancy clothes! Husband was lookin' mighty handsome in his suit and party shirt. I was just hoping that I would not fall over in my high heels, I am not the most coordinated person.

Pictures were first, hopefully they turn out well! I will post them on flickr as soon as we get them back. Then, on into the ballroom so the festivities could begin. We socialized and I met so many people that my husband works with that I was hoping there would not be a name test at the end of the night...I cannot even remember my own kids' names somedays. Anyway, we had a pretty decent meal and then we had a gift give-away (we didn't win anything), and then came the fun part, DANCING!

We were dancing the night away! Husband was trying to teach me how to swing dance, hehe. That was comedy relief all in itself for everyone watching. We also had fun dancing individually. My husband actually even led the people train during the train dance. I didn't know he was such a party animal! We closed the dance floor down and was invited to go downstairs to the piano bar, but we politely declined. My feet were killing me and who am I kidding, we are too old to be out that late! So, up to bed we went!

It was a fantastic time! Oh and just in case you were wondering, I managed to not fall the ENTIRE time. I guess it was just meant to be...

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!

Just...Great.

Yesterday my husband calls to say that he needs a ride home from work because the car will not start. Crud!

It is at the repair shop currently with the help of a good old fashioned tow....wonder what is wrong with the ol' turdball????

...They called and think it's the starter ($318.00) or possibly the engine could be locked up (thousands) AHHH! We hope it is the lesser of the two evils! If it's not, the repair shop can consider themselves the new proud owner of it (per my husband's words).

Ahhh, just another day....