If I haven't mentioned it before

this is my favorite book!

I read this book in middle school and it has remained with me to this day. Not the same copy but the story itself and it is never far from my mind. I think that it is especially meaningful to those in the helping field. However I loved it even before I was "in the helping field" so I know its a good book for all. It won a Newberry Medal so someone else besides me thinks its good. Its quick read maybe like a 6th or 8th grade reading level and just over a hundred pages so even the most timid reader could quickly and easily accomplish. Please if you haven't already get your hands on this book- I would give you mine but I'm currently out of stock- I usually get one reread it and pass it on- have I mentioned I like it?
I could tell you more but I don't know how much you would want to know. Some of you might like suspense. You can click on the picture above to link to amazon and scroll down for a review.

Would make a good stocking stuffer!

Here, have a laugh

I come by it honest

Once upon a time in a far away land...okay not really just in Tennessee, at Red Lobsters, my Mamaw was walking through the waiting area and passed the lobster tank then to no one in particular she exclaimed "It's a wonder they don't drown!"

We went to Natchez

and saw this

Okay so I might have mentioned before but I tend to struggle with a little thing called...moderation. I don't know if you've noticed but I put in one of those traffic feeders so I can see who is stopping by, really not who but where. Anyways for the most part there have been no surprises but occasionally someone shows up from a google search. Some searches strange and some not. To be perfectly honest I have searched some strange things on google myself, and would never want then publicised. All that to say is now due to the information at hand, courtesy of the traffic feeder thingy, I am more aware of being "seen". On some level I am okay with that, obviously because I have a blog. Then I have other parts that want to hide! So (get to the point already right, sorry I'm trying!) I think I can avoid the blog being found if I don't say names or use personal pronouns- am I making sense? Again this has lead to the thought of naming the blog something else and/or creating names for myself and the people in my life. Should I do it? And if so any suggestions? I really don't want to go private, not at this point.

Things I do that I don't like to admit

Okay so not a personal vulnerable post, I mean like weird things that I would never admit that I am admitting now. Why? I haven't a clue.


I watch Gracie when she poops. Like the poop action, not her face.


After I blow my nose or whatever I do with my nose and a Kleenex I look at it after its done.



I don't flush the toilet if its just urine. I could say I'm "green" ya know like "if its yellow let it mellow if its brown flush it down" but that just ain't the truth.



Sometimes I find sleepy in my eyes after lunch cause that was the first real look in the mirror I gave myself.



If we're "running" to the store and I don't have to get out of the car I can be found exiting my house in embarrassing attire. like pj's or worse...



We have netflix, 2 at a time, but at least 3 times a year go for a month or more without even watching the movies but not mailing them back because "we'll want to watch eventually."



I have a habit that I am trying to break but historically I take approximately 15 mins to get ready in the morning. Just imagine what you can do in 15 mins. and that's about it for me...


There's more but I still want you to be my friend, I'm afraid if I say more you might not be. I'll leave it at this for now:) How you holding up? Feeling nauseous? Well I hope you feel better soon, take some tums, unless your a girl, then you'll only get constipated.

Happy Birthday Macie Baby!

Sorry I was not there for the you real very first birthday but I'll spend the rest of my life spoiling you to make up for it. Promise!

Love,

Aunt D

Excuse me, what was that?

Something I heard someone say recently:





(In an angry tone)





"I'm sorry but that's just how the cat ate the cabbage..."





?????





It was all I could do to not be a smart ass and say to the person to whom that was directed, "Oh, did you know that the cat ate cabbage? I personally had no clue!"





Luckily for all parties involved I kept my trap shut. My dad would be so proud!