Drama, Clorox, and a Crime Board….

Time to slow it down and have a cuppa and a sit. Spring is slinging pollen all over the state and I am fairly sure it is a personal vendetta. I swear you can’t swing a dead cat without hitting one of those fluffy white trees! So obviously I’ve been slurping hot tea and blowing my nose. I went out to lunch and the lovely server made me hot tea. They don’t even serve it but she made me some. I love her now.

Do you ever have one of those miserable days where you are just fed up with the world? I know I can’t be the only one. I’m tired of the Trump drama. I’m tired of listening to stupid people. I’m about to start handing out bottles of Dramamine in hopes that people keep their drama contained. Just keep that to yourself. It’s good no matter where drama shows up. Boats, planes, cars. My drama is mine.

I had 3 items to find today. Clorox, a new White Board, and toilet paper. So far I have none of those items. Staples had a white board the size of a sheet of paper and didn’t understand what I was looking for. They are dead to me now. Office Depot on-line knew what it was. A Crime Board, double-sided. Office Depot gets me. I ordered it and just because I was feeling shitty I ordered new bedding. All white. And maybe some tea.

My boys are on the golf course. This is Tommy’s first time out on the course since his surgery on his hip/leg so we shall see how far they get. I couldn’t go because allergies. My eye is way to important to risk pushing my pressure up. And since he’s probably reading this at the course….cheese grits….

I hope everyone has a great weekend. Get outside if you can!

xx P

Friday Advice From The Flamingo

It’s Friday! Week one of Spring Break is over. Tomorrow baseball season begins. Tomorrow is when they get their gear and have a giant party on the lawn. I will be home baking bread and cookies and muffins. Everyone has disappeared. No, there is 1 lonely cookie in the cookie jar.

The first couple of days Thing One and Thing Two went to Dallas to spend some time with Grandpa Bob so there was a 24 hour period where we had to calm down and go to bed at a decent hour. Different rules and all. So yesterday Thing One was in rare form. He ran all day. Everywhere. He refused to get dressed in anything but his Black Panther slippers, a Spiderman shirt and a pair of shorts. And yes, I took him shopping in this outfit. There are battles that are not worth fighting. And as soon as we got home he stripped and was happy. The rest of us were not so we plopped him into a bubble bath and gave him some toys and closed the door.

This morning he was dressed and wanted Leprechaun cereal. Lucky Charms. I know they are going through a growth spurt, but man can they eat! They are like cows, grazing all day, pouring way too much tea in the cup and requesting a bread sandwich. Yes, that is 2 pieces of bread. TaDa!

He was also told not to pick on his sister….yeah that lasted 10 minutes. Finally I had them both on the sofa snuggled in watching the last 2 chapters of Stranger Things 2. Then he just punched her. I told him I was going to have to tell his Daddy that because he had specifically told him not to do that. His reply? “Oh, Granma, just don’t bring it up.””:I’m sorry, what?”  “Just lie.”  “No, sorry I’m not lying to your father.” “Do you not know how?” God save us all!  

Then my sister called and they were her problem. They grilled her on breakfast food.

Now I’m going to soak in a hot bubble bath and remember how to be an adult.

xx P

THESE WINDS ARE NOT SWEEPING! SEE YOU SOON KANSAS!

Happy Saturday! The sun is shining brightly and the wind gusts are at 60 mph! I may end up in Kansas today. Having a quick working lunch and a pot of tea and then I’m putting stones in my pockets and walking across to the market.

I’ve already popped red beans in the slow cooker so dinner is done. Tommy took the rest of the birthday cake to work today, so that demon is gone. The day before I had made my Lemon Lust Loaf ( which is just my Lemon Lust Cupcake Recipe) and he took that to work and the GM wouldn’t share and denied any knowledge of said loaf. She did offer to marry me though. It’s a really lemony and light sponge.

Today I am sick to death of news and slimy old men and hookers. Geez people have some self-respect! Do these men ever think of their families and the damage they do? But then I look at said old, orange men and think, well….if I was married to them I wouldn’t be sleeping with them. Sorry ladies of the night. My sister posted a thing on FB about Melania being so classy and I couldn’t help but send her the woman’s entire nude porn shoot. So it’s best if I just go about my crafting and shut up.

Enjoy the day or just ignore it!

xx P

SOFT PINKS AND LAMBS EAR GREENS

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Friday! We made it! Although Spring and Winter need to get together and figure out who’s leaving and who’s staying! It is cold and gloomy outside still. But I’m getting ready for Spring.

I love the softness of this pink. Along with the faded green of Lamb’s Ear. I’m making a wreath and a few other things to go in a Spring Tableau. Along with Peonies and Cabbage Roses, I’m hoping for success. It will be a craft weekend, as it is supposed to rain and be cold.

The birthday boy was delighted with his cake and had two pieces. It was darn good. We did nothing special at all except eat cake and snuggle on the sofa. He thanks everyone for their birthday wishes.

I thought I would share Corbin’s Winter Ball.

   There is a video of them bowing and dancing but I won’t embarrass him further. These two are great friends. He has a crush on the girl from the ice cream shop this summer, but is way too shy to ask her to dance!

I hope you have something fun planned for this weekend. Stay warm and think Spring thoughts!

xx P

OU Boy Turns 40! Happy Birthday Babe!

It’s finally here! OU Boy turned 40 today! I asked him if he felt wiser and he said no I feel older. Well, I said, it’s all down hill from here!

I made his Triple Chocolate Threat cake. I was hoping he would take it to work, as we are full in the sweets department right now. But no, they are all still sitting there tempting me as I try to ignore them all.

40 years old. He was 24 when he knocked at my door and never left. Against all odds he graduated with honors, blew out his elbow pitching at college, almost died from appendicitis and a botched gall bladder surgery. Had the worst upbringing possible, imagine your dad leaving you in the car asleep while he went in the strip club. That bad. He is wicked smart and hilariously funny. He’s already had 5 heart attacks, one double by-pass, numerous stints and now Da Tumor. So I really hope he has gotten all of the bad crap out-of-the-way.

I am so proud of the man he has become. I am glad that he puts up with my shenanigans and even though he lives in fear of Homeland showing up one day because of me, he puts up with it because he loves me. And I love him. We get each other like no one else could.

I hope today is everything you want it to be, except for golf, we aren’t cleared for golf yet.

Happy Birthday Love!

xx P

Pretty Hearts, Parents and Husbands

As we have been busy making heart garlands and pouring glitter over styrofoam hearts and other crafty things someone let winter in again! I’m not going to say anything about who that may be but someone did say they were sending me some snow!

I personally did not know about this development until 3 a.m. when I received a text saying there would be no school today. Or Library due to weather conditions. I looked out the window and didn’t see anything but apparently it rained last night and the temperature dropped to single digits and the roads were solid sheets of ice. On I-40 there were at least 40 semi trucks lined up on the shoulder of the highway. The sun is acting like it has no idea what is happening, just shining bright as ever but it’s 20 before the wind chill and the wind is vicious.

No mind, Tommy has been getting all his pre-op stuff done today and he had no trouble on the roads to OU. I’m assuming some of the staff did as they still haven’t shown up. Yesterday sister Susan let me know she had Momma in the ER and they were taking her by ambulance to Minot as she was septic. Well I’m gonna not comment on that right now. But we were all terribly worried. Have you seen the weather up there yesterday? Well finally they got her in and settled and began giving her IV antibiotics and fluids and trying to figure out where the infection was. If you don’t know we are a morbid family you will shortly. My Momma is a Charleston girl born and bred. Old South. And of all the folks who could be in the same hospital and in the same room with her is an older black woman from the same place. What are the odds of that? I sent my sister a text. ” May God Help Us All.” I’m still not sure why they brought her to Minot. I think it’s because the nurses at St.Andrew’s just weren’t having it again. She is not a good patient.

Anyway they are all on their own as we get ready for surgery tomorrow. Tommy’s meeting with the anesthesiologist now and that’s the final thing. Hopefully then we can eat.

I wish you all a warm and safe day and weekend! Do a little self-care!

xx P

 

Four Eggs, One Ghost and a Funeral

In a blue mood today. Not an emotional blue, a beautiful blue! It could have something to do with this blue sweet pea flower tea. It’s a calming herbal blend I’m thinking of entering in the tea expo this year.

It’s early in the day and I’ve already opened two investigations and made one discovery! We went to bed way too early last night and paid for it by being up with the chickens! And Tommy had a dream that only 11 people came to his funeral. He asked me to please not let that happen. I responded with “Funeral? I wasn’t planning on having one even.” Not the correct answer. He called his cardiologist because his blood pressure was way too high and they changed his meds. And told him to cut the sweet tea! A gallon a day is excessive. With sugar.

So our new doctor is a saint and his nurse prayed with Tommy on the phone! Huge pressure off. Feeling much more hopeful now. I told you all yesterday that I was reading a book. The cover was nice, the title is While You Sleep. Mystery, thriller….anywhooo, on page 10 or so I find myself reading a very explicit few pages on what the ghost was doing to her while she slept. Sex with a ghost? Who knew that was an option even? So I read all day until I finished that one! Let’s just say he was a very considerate ghost.

Discovery Time! I have never been able to peel a hard-boiled egg. I’m left with the yolk and maybe a tiny bit of white. This morning I boiled some eggs and let them sit a bit and went back and opened the lid a bit to drain the water. Then I put the lid back on and shook the heck out of that pot and Voila! eggs peeled and whole and I felt like making a sign!

So I’m not saying a lot about the orange man serving Clemson fast food. But I knew right there that he was not a Southerner! The horror! He didn’t even try to pass them off as homemade. And even though as a Georgia fan I can’t stand Clemson, this was uncalled for. Manners people. Hospitality people. A candelabra in the middle of a Big Mac pile is just tacky as hell. They could have gone for fast food at home!

Enough ranting. It is 60 degrees and sunny today, so sorry David Payne, but no snow. And now I am off to investigate why Mitch McConnell was only in the Army for 5 weeks. Hmmm….

xx P

Happy New Year 2019!

I hope you all came through last night in one piece. Enjoy your day today and may this year bring you everything you wish for. Except that unicorn, no body is getting a unicorn.

I didn’t even make it to midnight last night. My bubbles are still in the refrigerator. The weatherman says we might see snow this week. He didn’t exactly say where so probably not here.

Stay Warm. Be Kind. And as for 2018….well Thank you, NEXT!

xx P

LOOK AROUND…THERE ARE LITTLE MIRACLES EVERYWHERE

We made it to Friday! It has been a tough week. Very emotional. Lots of pots of tea have been inhaled and lots of tears have been shed.

We are making progress however. The Ortho guy looked at everything and we have a date for the MRI on Tuesday next. Tommy is still in pain and it’s making him a little snippy with people. Which is my job. He’s the nice one.

I’ve already shipped my gifts to out-of-state family and today I must do the dreaded wrapping of the gifts. I used to love doing this. It was my thing. Now, I’m just not up to doing a professional job. Priorities shift and suddenly those trivial things don’t matter to me. I’m not rushing around going into debt to buy shit for people I feel obligated to give a gift. So I’m giving the gift of me. My opinions. Scary isn’t it? But as I told my mother, just the fact that you gave birth to me makes me your best gift ever! Right? No, she says!

Today I will get those things wrapped and tonight we are building a gingerbread village to take our mind off of our own troubles.

Now that they sell booze at the grocery, gift shopping is much easier! lol

xx P