New Autumn Teas and Some Old Favorites! It’s Fall Y’all!

According to ‘people’ it’s Fall. Or Autumn, whichever you prefer. It’s still hot as hades here and humid too, but we are not going to complain at all when we know our fellow human beings are having a pretty rough time of it this month.

It can be overwhelming. Which is always where tea comes in. A few precious moments to sit and think healing thoughts for our neighbors and our planet. A time out from the constant barrage of bad news. You will drive yourself crazy if you don’t.

My favorites are the Harney & Sons Hot Cinnamon and the Tazo Baked Cinnamon Apples. Although I won’t say no to any of them!

For those of you keeping track, I had a stitch taken out of my eye yesterday. Only 13 left to go. Yesterday was one of those at the eye surgeons office for hours days. We marked time by how many HGTV shows came on. And people watched. It’s one of my favorite things to do. I did notice that there are quite a lot of people who wear their pajamas and house slippers in public. I just can’t figure this phenomenon out. Every time I leave the house I hear my Momma’s voice in my head asking if my undergarments match. But these folks aren’t even getting dressed! I’m pretty sure this is where the break down in our society is coming from. People not even caring if they have on clothes, must less making sure they match! I tried to ask one why, but OU Boy was there reminding me to Be Nice. Which is apparently something he believes he has to do to save Oklahoma from me pointing out the obvious

Anyway, the taking out of the stitch makes OU Boy queasy so he leaves the room. To make up for that he took me to the new Super Grocery Store that just popped up across the street from Wal-mart. They had bulk bins for everything! Organic, GF, Dairy Free and it was all so nice and clean! They even had an in-house Sushi Chef and let me tell you, I may not be into the gas station sushi, but this stuff was amazing! I ate two samples and then bought some for dinner. I also bought a few of every root vegetable they had, as it is that season. Then I got to the check out and the lady had to ask me what each and every item was. Seriously? You have never seen a turnip or a parsnip or a beet for craps sake?

It was about that time that OU Boy pointed out we may need to just hush and go on home and take a Xanax. So we did. Then we snuggled up on the sofa and watched television while I moaned and whined about how bad my eye hurt. He was happy to put me to bed. He was gone when I got up and it is his day off, so I’m not sure if he’s just had enough or I forgot he had somewhere to be.

Have a good Wednesday and Be Nice! Be Thankful!

xx Patricia

 

Love, Soccer and Catfish…Just Go With It!

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Well it’s Friday again Y’all. And storms are just stacking up like planes on a tarmac to take a swipe at our loved ones and homes. So let me say I am holding you all in my heart and feel free to share your anxiety with me!

I am lucky to be surrounded by people who know exactly how nutso I am and remind me everyday that my only saving grace is that I am cute and keep  a clean house. Seriously though I know I’m not nutso. I just live with anxiety. And hurricanes are the first trigger of mine. Is it a realistic anxiety? Yes, because I’ve lived through many of them and been displaced by a few. Is there anything I can do to stop the event? No. I’m not Mother Nature ( I know this is a shock to my  children). So how can I manage my anxiety? I spend time with people who make me laugh so hard I can’t breathe. I drink lots of calming herbal tea. I read books with intricate plots that keep me focused. And if I need to I’ll pop a Xanax.

Plus it helps to share with all of you! Last night was the 7 year olds soccer practice. Now these kids have a flow going. No one was watching ants or triggering the littlest boy over his relationship with his shin guards. They did what they were supposed to do.

But little bit, who thinks I live to make his life easier, was there too. He still hates soccer he says. But he loves kicking the ball. We’ve decided he just doesn’t like to play with others. He’s a solitary sportsman. Like a Tiger Woods, only with morals. I’m the one who brings chairs, blankets, snacks, drinks and a loaded personal DVD player for the 4-year-old. And he expects it. So last night we stopped off and grabbed Po Boys for dinner to bring to the field.  I left mine in the truck. For over an hour. I will never get that smell out of my hair and I’ll probably never eat catfish again.

The funniest portion of the evening was towards the end of practice when I’m standing right on the sideline cheering my little ginger on and the 4-year-old starts yelling,” We’re missing Big Brother and its double eviction night!” Now there is no way I would let this boy watch that show so I turned around to see his Papa laughing hysterically. Nice one.

Be safe today and please let us know you are safe if you are in the path of these storms. We kind of care about y’all now!

xx Patricia

Be Useful. Be Honorable. Be Compassionate. And Have Some Tea!

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Today is going to be one of those many pots of tea days! I am intentionally not turning on the television or I’ll be a puddle of anxiety on the floor. Hurricanes are my  trigger. The biggest one. Too many  horrible things have happened during hurricanes and now it looks like they are lining up one after the other to pound us.

I’m tired of hearing people tell the good  folks of Florida to just leave. If only it was that simple. It’s gridlock down there right now and gas is in short supply. So let’s do what we can to help out. There is always something you can do. Always!

Today is Thursday which means the 7-year-old starts soccer practice tonight. This should be much better than the 4-year-old. These kids are playing for points and wins. And Lord help  us  all  as she is her father’s daughter and will call you out on any rule infringement you make. They are both “actually” people. As in, “Actually, Ms. Keating, you can’t tell a student they can’t go  to the bathroom, according to Section 5C of the handbook.” Yep, my kid was nicknamed the high school lawyer. Adored by students, tolerated by teachers and a huge source of entertainment for the principal. Mr. Denly found it difficult to punish the boy when he couldn’t stop laughing. I was never so happy when he graduated to high school and got the heck out of the  school I was teaching in.

It’s back to work  today but tonight is Networking After Dark and it’s Scotch and Cigar Tasting night! As for our weather, it’s much like my baseball team, just shut up and don’t say anything about them. We’re just holding our collective breath over here hoping Mother Nature will think we have already been slammed enough  and the Cubbies go back to the World Series.

Be Nice today. A lot of people are anxious right now, be kind to them. Offer them a cup of tea and some love. WE really are all in this together. So let’s act like it.

xx Patricia

Lust, Lamps, Soccer and Irma

Image result for bronze buffet lamps  Yes, that is a lamp. I have been lusting after this lamp since I saw it on Pinterest. I needed wanted 2 of this tall buffet style lamp and I did not want to pay $200 for the joy of owning it. So yesterday I went in search of said lamp at a better price.

OU Boy had the entire day off and we had nothing earth shattering to do until the 4 year olds soccer practice at 6 p.m. We slurped down our tea and hit the road. For all of 5 minutes. Now that I can see things I couldn’t for a year, I’m always excited to point them all out to the driver and it apparently drives them nuts. As I said we were 5 minutes down the road and he turned to me and said,” Did you take your meds?” Well, no, I don’t take meds in the morning, just at bedtime. “Then I need to stop by the house and take some meds myself” was his reply!

So with everyone medicated we struck out to all the places you would generally find lamps and nothing under the $200 mark,  so I decided we would go to every thrift store in the area. And Lord Have Mercy at the final one there sat my lamps. Two of them! No shades but the exact lamps. I paid a grand total of $8 for both of them. It was really easy to find the shades, and now I have two lovely buffet lamps for under $20 each! Seriously one of these suckers was $209! The cheap skate in me was in Nirvana!

As I said it was the 4 year olds first soccer practice, which is basically 10 other 4 year olds carrying their balls around and tossing  them in the net, losing their shin guards every 5 minutes, looking at the clouds or in the case of ours, laid out on the blanket saying he just couldn’t go on with this. When Papa in all his wisdom tried to reason with him comparing soccer to golf, things got heated. ” But I love golf. And I hate soccer!” Do that in a whiney voice, okay? After bribing him with snacks, and telling him how hurt his Coach/Dad would be if his little boy wouldn’t play soccer,then it was my turn. ” Get your ass out there on that field right now or when you get home your Daddy is going to tear that ass up!” Boom! Done!

All in all by the end of practice, the kids were at least talking to each other and were keeping their balls on the ground. One little boy thought he was trying out for the NFL obviously. Everytime he kicked his ball in the net he did a very well thought out end zone dance. Go Lamont! There are girls on the team too. So we’ll see how this plays out on Thursday.

While we joke and are living our lives as normal ( okay that may have been a stretch to say normal) we are still keeping our prayer chains going for not only Texas, but all the people about to be smacked by Irma. Which includes my family. I was told by a Red Cross lady that they have so many supplies, but they need cash and people. These folks can’t just go back home. They need money for hotels, apartments, medications and transportation.

Also the fires in the western states are destroying lives and property. I’m just going to sit right here in the middle of Oklahoma and hope we don’t get some crazy tornado outbreak!

Be safe. Love each other. Do what you can.

Every Tea Should Come With A Tiara!

All tea services should come with a tiara, that way you can be prepped and ready for the 8 pm white tie dinner

I stole the above picture from Harney & Sons on Pinterest. The caption was Every Tea Should Come With A Tiara.

Being the Southern lady that I am I heartily agree! We look for every opportunity to wear our tutus and tiaras. Except when you go out to get the mail. Yeah, I learned that the hard way. People will talk. Kind of like when OU Boy weed whacked the bar ditch in his Tommy Bahama flip-flops and shorts. Farmers talk….

So it’s Sunday. I think our rain has stopped but our poor neighbors are getting hammered still. So let’s all keep them in our thoughts and donate whatever you can, time, money, food, clothing.  Poor OU Boy had to deal with flooding all day yesterday and again this morning. He called and said the Tea Vault had water on the floor but all the tea was safely high up on the shelves. Whew!

Today I’m getting our rocks ready to become Ladybugs, little cottages and some inspirational words. Yes, that is what we settled on. And since Miss Charli Ava has decided she wants to learn to speak French, I think we’ll do some French words as well. It warms my heart that she wants to learn and keep our French heritage alive! And her Mom is helping her also, so soon she will be all snooty and looking down her nose at the rest of us!

paristea3  Since I poached their picture, Let’s give some love to the people who keep me out of jail. Thanks Boys!

xx Patricia

I’m just a laid back person with a ton of anxiety!

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We made it to Saturday! Yeah us! I have a confession to make ( no it’s not juicy, those I save for Monsignor) this morning I’ve had 4 cups of Starbucks coffee with almond milk.

While for most people I hear that caffeine hypes you up, for me it has the opposite effect. Especially at night. Why have I betrayed my tea-pot? Anxiety is at a fairly high level between watching nothing but live streaming of the Hurricane. As my own personal storm chaser could not participate in this he was determined to watch his brethren try to get as close as humanly possible to death.

At one point he looked at me and said, Hey, your bleeding! Am I really stressing you out that much?  Uh, you think? Between my first hurricane which left a huge live oak inside my bedroom and me in the closet to Katrina who so kindly destroyed our beautiful Mississippi coast, I just can’t watch that. It’s not like a tornado, which doesn’t bother me because it’s there, it’s gone. NO, hurricanes have a mind of their own and will sit right on top of you and then go back, strengthen and smack you in the face again.

So I had scratched my hands until they bled. My heart breaks for Texas today and I’m hoping things settle down here, but the big fight is on tonight and I just found out my son is shelling out for it…..so maybe I can watch that. In the mean time, Texans, we love you and you are welcome here!

Have a good one!  laidback

Tea,Books, and Lots of Rain!

Good Morning Y’all! It started raining last night sometime and is still coming down heavily. I just got an alert on my phone about an imminent flood warning.

So far the water is staying a tad below the sidewalk so I’m not dragging out the sandbags yet! For our dear friends in Texas, stay safe and if they tell you to evacuate do it! Seriously, when one of these things plants itself on top of you, no one is coming out to rescue your stubborn bum!

I feel really bad for the Houston folks, who took so many of us Mississippi people in when we took a direct hit from Katrina. So if you need a place to go just get on I-35 and head north to OKC. We’ve got you. We aren’t in such great shape ourselves right now, but we’re on high ground.

I also feel bad that we don’t even have a head of FEMA yet. Our people were left for weeks with no help from Bush, so I hope the orange man-child has a plan!

Our power is flickering so I’m signing off and dragging out the rain boots and moving my tea to higher ground!

Be Safe Y’all!

And Now a Tale….

So this happened yesterday! When you are living in Oklahoma you know at some point you are going to see a tornado. Coming from Mississippi, where our biggest fear is the Hurricane, tornado coverage by the Meteorologists In Oklahoma is like a play by play at a playoff game and  is extremely thorough.

I grew up on the coast of Georgia ( Go Pirates! ) and then lived on the Gulf Coast in Gulfport, Mississippi before that nasty Katrina slapped a bulls eye on our beloved coast. But with all of the hurricanes and tropical storms, it is so different. WLOX will come on and say ” Hey there is a hurricane out there, better watch it!” and then we can go back to NCIS. We pretty much always had enough notice that some bad mess was about to go down. And I appreciate that.

But I have never seen the level of excitement for storms that the people here in Oklahoma have. Now I live with a former storm chaser and I am quite sure that I could walk into the living room stark naked carrying a steak and baked potato (both of which OU Boy loves) and I would be told to move from in front of the television because David Payne is talking 90 miles an hour giving us a street by street play of where every drop of rain is.

As soon as Tornado season starts, you can kiss your television shows goodby, because these guys will not give up any slot to stop reporting on storms. Now I do appreciate that they are so good at their jobs, but sometimes it can get a little too intense.

Yesterday afternoon I’m listening to the reports and things are really ramping up in the studio and with all of the storm chasers.I was on my way to the bathroom when I hear one of the chasers ( Val, who chases with his wife Amy) screaming Oh my God, we have debris! Debris is bad. Debris means a tornado is on the ground. And then the station lost contact with Val! I swear it was sheer panic! I’m texting OU Boy, telling him Val is missing and we don’t know where he is. He eventually came back on line and was okay.

So I’m sitting in shelter and I realize my toenail polish is blue! Yes, I actually went and got my nail polish box and sat in the shelter changing out that polish! I’m not dying with blue nail polish on my toes! It didn’t match what I had on and you can bet your sweet little behind, if I had died, my Momma would have commented on it!

My problem is I don’t know how to deal with tornadoes. I usually shower, shave my legs, wash my hair and make sure all of my shoes and bags are safely tucked away and spend the rest of the time yelling at the television because I don’t care about some storm on the ground hundreds of miles away from me. I barely care  about  the ones right on top of me. There is very little you can do anyway so why get so hyped up somebody wants to pop a Xanax in your mouth!april29storm

I’ve gotten used to the constant coverage now. I respect what these guys do. I’ve seen first hand what these Category 5 storms can do.  I’m sure you have all heard about the Moore tornadoes and there are a lot more cities affected that you never hear about. Now, I still don’t understand why the same people keep re-building in the same places that get hit over and over, but I guess it’s the same as we did on the Gulf Coast, it’s home.

To all of you who lost your homes and property yesterday, the one thing Oklahoma is great at is pulling together and helping those who were hit. We’re all here for you!