She's Crafty.....

Ala Beastie Boys. Did I just show my age again?


Anyway, I thought I'd share some of the projects I did for Bunnyboo's first birthday party. I went with a pink and brown theme. I didn't take enough pictures so I only have a few to share. (Click on a picture to make it bigger)

Here's my favorite project: I made this as well as a matching one with her name hung inside the house. I've saved them to use for other parties.

I also did the ever popular modge podge project! I used stationary from the Dollar Store that doubled as her thank you notes. This now hangs in her room.



In my crafty frenzy, I tried my hand at making clothes as well. I made her outfit all the way to the bow in her hair. I had to get creative to cover my mistakes. I can't do buttonholes so her dress is pinned with the bows tied on to cover it. The dress was a little short so I made capri's to put under. Whatevah! It worked for that day.

In addition to these things, I made her birthday cake and cupcakes for the 50 guests, goodie bags with decorated cookies tied up with cute raffia and a pink tag, a patchwork table runner and there was pink ribbon ALL over the house.

I dabble with my crafiness........actually I go on binges. I stay up late doing some project and then have to deal with everyone and everything I ignored to get it done. Then I move onto another project. Hmmmmm, I'm seeing a bit of a pattern, but not sure what I can do about it.

I need to get better at taking pics of things I've done. Lately, I made a few pillowcase dresses and matching bows, my first apron and two LSU dresses. All of these were gifts and I failed to take a single picture of them.

I did a trial run on a tutu that came out cute. I'm planning on making costumes for all the kids for Halloween this year so I'll be sure to post those. Please hold me to that :)

My first award.......and I'm late to the party!

Tami bestowed upon me my first blog award.

I'm ashamed to admit she gave it to me three weeks ago.

And I'm just now making time to post about it.

How lame am I???

Anyway, without further ado........here's the lovely little award:


I belatedly accept this award on behalf of all the bloggers who struggle with balancing blogging and life. I wanna thank my peeps without whom I would have no readers after my first disappearing act, let alone my fourth! I do it all for you, baby!

I know I am supposed to pass this on...........but really, I'm in no place to pick and choose.
Basically, if you are reading this blog and leave a comment, I LOVE YOUR BLOG and want you to have this award!

Sidenote:
I'm actually so lame I'm also post dating this so it publishes tomorrow. I wouldn't want to shock all two of my readers with two posts in one day! Can you tell My Man is out of town today and bunnyboo is down for her nap???

Can you smell it in the air???

This is my favorite time of the year. Here in Florida we really don't get seasons...........just hot or not. For those of you wondering, it's still hot! It's also back to school time. Sort of.

I love this time of year when everyone is getting into a routine. It's a new beginning thing. This could be THE YEAR. We all are trying our best, without being jaded. In my opinion it's better than New Years Day.

I thrive on structure. It's quite the ailment. As much as I love all things in order and good intentions be dammed, I fail at follow through organization. I would love to have my desk/closets/sewing table uber organized with a place for everything and everything in it's place. However, if I am being realistic, it would only stay that way until my next mad dash with something that I had to do right now!, or my laziness kicked in.....whichever came first.

Wow, that was quite a tangent. What I was getting at was:

It's officially been over a month since my children returned to school. And I'm just now posting about it!

We went through all of the kids clothes and started matching up school appropriate outfits. We school shopped for supplies and shoes. We began going to bed earlier. We went over our typed lists of routines for morning, after school and evening. (The sickness must be genetic; as they love this as well). I stocked the pantry with lunchbox goodies. Everyone had first day of school outfits chosen. We were ready to go.

I had the camera ready for first day of school. At the crack of dawn I went out and took a picture of my very reluctant seventh grader. It's not a great shot, but you don't get a second chance with this boy!

Next is our fifth grader. She looks ready to rule the school, right? She's a *senior* in elementary school :)

And here is our third grader, complete with self gelled/spiked hair and what constitutes a picture worthy smile these days.

Then, as I am begging the two elementary school aged kids to pose together, this is what pops into my frame! Scary!!!!!!!!
Finally I get a shot of these two without incident. Might be the last time they willingly hug for a shot, ya never know.
After everyone was off to school,I realized I never took a picture of the baby. Not that she had a first day of anything. Could it be blamed on the fact she stayed in her jammies until after her first nap???? That's what I'm going with.

As far as excuses why it took me over a month to post first day of school pictures? I don't have one. At least I took pictures.........

Lucky 13!

We've been married for 13 years today!


We are lucky to have any pictures at all from our wedding. We were paying for the wedding mostly by ourselves and were on a seriously tight budget. My mom's friend's father (are you still with me?) offered to be our photographer and give us the negatives as a wedding present. Yup, 13 years ago it was negatives! He said photography was his hobby. The problem: I knew him as a young girl and hadn't seen him for about 15 years. I had certainly grown up in those 15 years; but I hadn't thought about him getting older. He was old when I was a kid.......don't "elders" just stay old???? Yeah, I know that NOW, thanks. He had a few "senior moments" at the church and we didn't know any better. All the family pictures have either the bride or the groom.....but none of the bride AND groom with the families.


I look at this picture whenever I doubt the depth of my husband's love. First, I have to get over the bad 90's hair. Then I remember how it felt to be so cherished.

When we got the negatives back we noticed there were not many pictures from the reception. We didn't know what had happened until we viewed the wedding video. This time My Man had a "friend" who could tape the wedding for us. He taped high school and college games, so what could go wrong with a little wedding? Nothing, except he apparently didn't feel the need to use a NEW tape. The first 45 seconds of our cherished wedding video show the end of a high school football game!!!
Moving on! Once we watched the video it became clear why we had few pictures from our reception. Our photographer fell asleep in a chair!!!!! You get what you pay for (or don't).


I am feeling the need to share this cheesiness with all of you. This is us slipping off to our marriage bed.........then we headed for our honeymoon.




Look how happy we are.....do we look proud of ourselves? Little did we know we had just made a baby!


To My Man: I love you........all my love, all my life! Here is to many, many more love filled years!

Why Florida's snow days will ALWAYS beat your northern snow days.......

Have you been told that Floridians approach hurricanes much the way the 6th grade child of the north anticipates the snow day?

It's totally true. We first hear rumors of the storm from the "grownups", (AKA snowbirds at the grocery). We never see at first how it may relate to our life. Then, within the three day prediction cone, we begin to be inundated with tracking updates on all channels.

At this time, the excitement sets in. Oh, will we need to stock up? Do we have water and flashlights and tuna? Do we have cash and gas? Where to go if we need to execute the big E plan. Evacuation plans are always changing. When would we leave? Which bridge will hold?

Never mind..........we'll just settle in and let it blow over us. But of course we'll still watch the news every chance we get.

Then we see this:

And then the news we've all been waiting for:

Schools will be closed on Tuesday!

But wait, it gets better............that's the first day!

Unh hunh, beat that Yankees.........snow day on the first day of school!

Where did it go wrong?

During my recovery period........we've had to get creative about fun things I can do.

Stop it; I'm not gonna post about that!

Last weekend we had Neurotically Yours and The Keeper families over for dinner and a good old fashion game of SPOONS!



After the baby, bunnyboo went to bed the kids got in on the action: All 10 playing at the same time.


Now if I were a betting woman I would have placed my money on the kids being the most, well, most everything. Most loud, most argumentative, most competitive, most aggressive....... And I would have lost everything.

Seems The Keeper drank some competitive juice that night! After the first few hands she kicked it up a notch. And her stupid husband tried to fight her for the last spoon. So she......




Bit him!!!!!!

In her defense, she had the spoon first and he tried to strong arm it out of her hands. That seemed to be his M.O. for the night. We had begun the game using plastic spoons but there was too much breakage and some who shall remain unnamed were using them for shanks! (I am only allowing us to remain unnamed because when it was all said and done I think each of us had tried out our prison weapon).

Now usually Tami is the highly competitive one but she had never played before so she was getting out on the first round for the first few sets. Sure she cursed and threw her cards across the table, but no one was physically hurt by her actions.

Ironically, The Keeper was actually kicking almost every one's butt (she and My Man were going back and forth with winning) but that seemed to only enhance her efforts.

I backed out of what was (unbeknown to us) the last round. My foot was swelling and aching and it had been stepped on once or twice it the ruckus! (Thanks BudMan)

The night ended short when the last spoon clattered to the floor between Dustin's legs and The Keeper dove across the coffee table to get it before Dustin and it broke. The coffee table. Not Dustin.



Moral to this night: Only bring out the good silverware but hide the furniture when these families get together!

I've been tagged!

My friend Tami at Neurotically Yours tagged me awhile ago for this but I was still wallowing in self pity so I'm just now getting to this.

*Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
* Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
* Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

1. I've been wallowing in self pity for the last 5 weeks! My broken foot has really put a damper on my summer fun!!!!! I've basically laid on the couch reading or watching the Olympics. I've hobbled a few places, but always end up overdoing it and having to spend the next day laid up again. It sucks and I'm over it!!!! The cast came off Monday, but it's been replaced with a tall walking boot which is actually bigger and heavier than the cast was. But I can walk on it and take it off to shower and sleep in. I'm probably looking at 4 weeks in this.

2. This is my first "official" broken bone. I did break my pinky playing softball when I was in 7th grade but my mom just made a homemade splint out of tongue depressors. Don't try this at home. It didn't work and it's still crooked!!!

3. I'm having trouble with blogging. I was really enjoying myself but I'm feeling pressured lately so I haven't done any blogging. Did you notice??? I want to be funny and I'd love to be supportive or motivational or whatever but I want these posts to come easily. They aren't right now. Aren't I a barrel of fun???


4. I love to be a barrel of fun! I don't have to be the center of attention..........but always like to be thought of as that fun girl. Stop it, I didn't mean you should laugh AT me, but more like WITH me!

5. I was averaging more than a book a day for the first three weeks of my solitary confinement. I've slowed down considerably but still read every night.

6. My bedroom becomes my catch all. Whenever we are having a party I clean the "main rooms" by putting things in my room until I can find a place for them. Sometimes it takes me awhile to find a place for them.

7. I hate odd numbers. Is that a weird enough fact for you?


Since I probably don't have 7 people who still read me I'll tag anyone who wants to do this........

If you've read this please leave a comment (even if it's anonymous) so I know it's worth it to come up with SOMETHING to say on here! Show me the love!!!!