TGIF

I made it..it's my Friday and I am ready for a lazy 3 day weekend with my sweetie! I finished off June with top sales numbers at work and today was just as busy :).I am so thankful for this fun job I get to work each day!
I finally have a handle on my anxiety thanks to Paxil. I don't love to admit that I have to take it but to deny telling you how much it has improved my life would almost seem deceiving. I can only explain it as calm. I feel calm and peaceful. I was just overwhelmed all the time! Anxiety was ruining my life and my relationships. It made me say horrible things and dread the day before it even started. So I went to my Dr... and after a few weeks of taking Paxil..I am calm ahhhhhh :)
Tomorrow..what to do? Buy a coffee and wonder around my new favorite local nursery greenhouses? Take Chip for a walk and let him smell and explore instead of keeping my pace? Plan a fun afternoon for Vern and I? Clean out my van? Hmmm..so many options haha!
Woops,looks like it's almost tomorrow already..until then...nite :)

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday

Today was a good day,here are a few good reasons why-
I fell asleep early last night and slept for 12 hours without the dreaded "sleep hangover"
I got the floors scrubbed and mopped and the dusting done,ugh this old house under construction is messy!

Cheesy turkey meatloaf with country gravy mmm
The bit of moss Vern found at the neighbors and brought home for our new planter
It's the first Tuesday in 4 weeks that I haven't had a Doctor's appointment
2 more days of work before a 3 day weekend

I am grateful that the only thing I feel like my life is missing is yellow calla lilies

The bit of excitement I felt when I checked on my pink calla lilies 5 times today,nope,still not open yet ..ok I'll keep waiting..
I lost 6 pounds since the removal of my horrible IUD! Feeling like myself again :)

No bake mini cheesecake..thank you Jello for the quick and easy diet reward!haha

  I see I left off around April 5th and I realize why I stopped blogging around then..things got so busy! Vern had his shoulder surgery April 8th and so far has recovered very quickly! I could re-tell the horror stories of his post-op misery but I will spare you the gory details..... Vern spent 7 weeks at home during the also chaotic remodel going on upstairs. He cooked,cleaned and made us tons of delicious food on his new smoker,we were spoiled! That brings me back to..THE REMODEL. Well....it's almost done! Let's just skip those gory details too,I just never want to go through that again. We got through it. Nuff said. BUT NOW it looks gorgeous and we are excited for Del to have such a nice addition! The house is looking better and better all the time :)
  Vern and I on the other hand, have been busy working in the yard! We have a garden,new flower beds full of sunflowers,a squash patch,new 5'X3' flower boxes and an antique wash bin we found at a garage sale. The yard is looking very cute,I just wish summer would hurry up and get here!

Blogging Round 2

I'm back. After a few busy insane months away...I'm back to blogging :) The credit all goes to my friend Melody! I love her blog so much it inspires me to attempt this one more time...so we'll see how it goes. haha My goodness I have so much to tell you all and tons of pictures to share! Just not tonight....but soon :)

Easter

You want to know my secret for delicious Deviled Eggs?




Do you promise not to tell?



Promise?


You have to dye the eggs first!With good ol' food coloring....in a plastic Dixie cup!

Then you can peel them and make your favorite eggy side dish!
I refuse to grow up :)

Even making Easter brownies got a little messy!

I Want To Be Six Again

To Whom it May Concern:

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult, in order to accept the responsibilities of a 6 year old. The tax base is lower. I want to be six again.

I want to go to McDonald's and think it's the best place in the world to eat.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money, because you can eat them.

I want to play kickball during recess and stay up on Christmas Eve waiting to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof.

I long for the days when life was simple. When all you knew were your colors, the addition tables and simple nursery rhymes, but it didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.

I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym and field trips.

I want to be happy, because I don't know what should make me upset.

I want to think the world is fair and everyone in it is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible.

Sometime, while I was maturing, I learned too much. I learned of nuclear weapons, prejudice, starving and abused kids, lies, unhappy marriages, illness, pain and mortality.

I want to be six again.

I want to think that everyone, including myself, will live forever, because I don't know the concept of death.

I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life and be overly excited by the little things again.

I want television to be something I watch for fun, not something used for escape from the things I should be doing.

I want to live knowing the little things that I find exciting will always make me as happy as when I first learned them.

I want to be six again.

I remember not seeing the world as a whole, but rather being aware of only the things that directly concerned me.

I want to be naive enough to think that if I'm happy, so is everyone else.

I want to walk down the beach and think only of the sand beneath my feet and the possibility of finding that blue piece of sea glass I'm looking for.

I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding my bike, letting the grownups worry about time, the dentist and how to find the money to fix the old car.

I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up and what I'll be, who I'll be and not worry about what I'll do if this doesn't work out.

I want that time back.

I want to use it now as an escape, so that when my computer crashes, or I have a mountain of paperwork, or two depressed friends, or a fight with my spouse, or bittersweet memories of times gone by, or second thoughts about so many things, I can travel back and build a snowman, without thinking about anything except whether the snow sticks together and what I can possibly use for the snowman's mouth.

I want to be six again . Author Unknown