BECAUSE I SAID SO!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
October is a New Day
I am happy that it is October. Cooler nights, darker earlier and dark mornings. Emily will sleep later. This girl loves life. She wakes singing. When I go in to get her she says "good norming, it's a new perfect day". I could learn a lot from this child. What a great outlook to have. She always follow with "daddy not go work today-daddy stay home with mimi and mommy". I hate breaking her heart-sorry honey daddy will be home after. Her response "pretty soon daddy come home". She always puts a positive spin on things.
Two things are weighing heavy on my mind. I get all worked up watching CNN. I need Obama to win. I think he will. I just get scared seeing all the crazies saying crap. McCain is McCrazy in my book. And Sarah Palin. Well I'll just leave it at that. I cannot wait for elections to be over. I heart Obama. I've already taught Emily. Emily? Who are you gonna vote for? She shouts "OBAMA" with a little fist in the air. VOTE.
Now the second thing. The Tree Man. Coming on TV on Sunday on TLC at 7 central. I cannot wait to see this. Even if it was up against Obama singing "You're The One That I Want" to me from the Convention Center. I would have to blow him off. I am fascinated by the Tree Man. I can't wait to watch it. I can't get those pictures of his hands out of my mind. American doctors are helping him. I can't imagine what they will do. He has like wooden, rooty looking hands and woody growths on him. Not small woody hands. More like tree stumps. It's unbelievable. I keep going over it again and again in my mind. Suppose the fix is quite simple. Suppose it's like a little weed killer or something? I can't wait. I need help.
Well, thanks for listening. Enjoy the pictures and each other. Happy Fall. I miss you mom.
Our not so friendly Ike
Beautiful Girl
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Emilypalooza
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
There Will Be Blood
That she liked. A LOT! Suddenly the wind and water were her amigos. It also helps that daddy has a calming effect. They played and threw sand and had fun. I snapped pictures. When the fun ended they returned with the finest coating of sand on them. On her eyelids, ears, cheeks, lips and hair. Oy! I told you it was windy! I say "fun is done". Emily was begging to go back to the "bye bye car" and it was time to eat! We decided on a nice INDOOR lunch. Splendid.
This is the victim's witness. Thoroughly enjoying the mussels in garlic and wine. I am deliriously happy over this whole event. I am joyfully snapping pictures. Now for the best part. All the giddyness soon vanished as our waitress approached with our much longed-for seafood extravaganza. She just happened to DROP TWO HOT CRAB BOILS WITH HOT MELTED BUTTER AND HOT BOILED POTATOES. Oh and don't forget Emily's HOT MACARONI AND CHEESE AND MORE HOT BUTTERED CORN.
ALL. OVER. MY. HAPPY. LITTLE. HEAD. AND. BODY.
Oh yeah, and did I happen to mention that it was HOT and there was MELTED BUTTER? Can you say embarassed? I jumped up with my buttered hair and body. A staff person came running over to move Emily to a safer spot. She started screaming because she was scared. The manager came over. I cried. Bill comforted us. The waitress wanted to throw up and offered to buy me a tee shirt? I said no thank you. Can we please move to a different table? Can we please have new food? How brilliant are we? We could have owned a Crab Shack. Sadly, we are not those kind of people.
We moved to another table. The manager gave me some burn spray.I styled my hair a little better with the butter. And, we got new food. We ate all of it. And Emily even had desert. A rice crispy cake in the shape of a crab that she got to paint with flavored syrups(paint).
We called the waitress over for our bill. She told us our WHOLE meal was free. I thought maybe the appetizers. It was delicious and we will go back. As we left, I told Bill I didn't feel like walking because of the butter and broth that covered me. I was afraid the gulls and pelicans would try to eat me. We went to the car and I covered my seat with a large plastic lobster bib(for the butter on my butt) and put my feet up on the dash.
Alas, the carnage was not yet over.
My toes and sandal were all bloody. During all the FESTIVITIES we hadn't noticed that the plate that fell onto the floor, broke over my foot and the glass cut my toe.
I am so much fun to be around. Want to take me on your next outing.
Free food.
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