Today is the anniversary of the loss of my sister, Julie Kelly Jones. She is still on my mind everyday. I miss her. We could not have been more different, or looked more different. Anyone who knew us both would agree on that!
What I most remember about her, is she believed in the best in everyone. It did not matter what you said or did, she would always take up for the underdog...or maybe it was just her way of always arguing with me.
She would be so proud of her son, he has grown into a wonderful, beautiful boy.
Julie you are remembered. I love you.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Favorite Things...
I am a list maker at heart. List for grocoeries, list of things to do today, school list, activity list, bucket list, packing list....for everything, there is a list!
Today's List ... A Few of My Favorite Things
Today's List ... A Few of My Favorite Things
- Packages in the mail
- Fresh Flowers
- Malibu and Coke
- Sweet tea
- Clean sheets
- iphone
- chocolate
- my family and my friends
- Razorbacks
- italian food
- Words with Friends
- baking
- going to the movies
- school... on most days
- my stand up mixer
- a clean kitchen
- blogging and reading my friends blogs
- the color blue
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Practical Parenting
This is one parenting book that I never found when my kids were little...too late now. I wonder if it comes with a recipe?Sunday, September 4, 2011
What Is It?
There will be no photos to accompany this. One, because it is gross and the second because its embarassing.
Saturday night, after all urgent care facilities have closed...we have an issue. I have developed this huge hard knot on my calf, it's red and purple, and has a spot in the middle. I am a little freaked out. So, I make a call to my nurse mom who is always on duty and send her a photo. After talking with her I am more freaked out. Is is a spider bite? Did I hit it that hard on something and not remember?
I am supposed to watch it and if it gets any bigger, go to the hospital. Out of my purse, I pull out the only thing I have...an orange SHARPIE...and I outline it in little dots and wait. Nothing major happens, it hurts, but after 45 minutes-- nothing happens. I take my trusty ambien and no longer care if it turns my whole leg purple.
This morning, I wake up to a huge purple mark on my leg with tiny BRIGHT orange freckles on it. It has turned out to be nothing major. It just hurts to touch, so I can't get the sharpie off. Fabulous. At least the temperature has dropped and I don't look like such an oddball in long pants.
Saturday night, after all urgent care facilities have closed...we have an issue. I have developed this huge hard knot on my calf, it's red and purple, and has a spot in the middle. I am a little freaked out. So, I make a call to my nurse mom who is always on duty and send her a photo. After talking with her I am more freaked out. Is is a spider bite? Did I hit it that hard on something and not remember?
I am supposed to watch it and if it gets any bigger, go to the hospital. Out of my purse, I pull out the only thing I have...an orange SHARPIE...and I outline it in little dots and wait. Nothing major happens, it hurts, but after 45 minutes-- nothing happens. I take my trusty ambien and no longer care if it turns my whole leg purple.
This morning, I wake up to a huge purple mark on my leg with tiny BRIGHT orange freckles on it. It has turned out to be nothing major. It just hurts to touch, so I can't get the sharpie off. Fabulous. At least the temperature has dropped and I don't look like such an oddball in long pants.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Insomnia vs. Ambien
Many people have had a good laugh at my expense this week, but that is OK...because I am finally sleeping. My family has been telling me about crazy things I have been doing this week, since I am trying this new drug. I have decided to tell on myself, because it is funny, and just in case you get some freakish text from me in the night you will know I am medicated.
The first night, sitting in bed with my tea and my book. I am told that I was looking all over for my drink, so Bobby helped me find it (in my hand) and sit up to take a drink. After he took it out my hand, took his hand off my back and I fell straight back into the bed-sound asleep.
Night two, my daughter is standing at the end of the bed talking to me, and I am certain that there are two of her. To prove it, I use my phone to take a photo of her and shocked to see that one of her is invisable in my photo. She then convinces me that I need to turn the phone around to take the photo...so I do. Lo and behold she tells me the next morning and yes, there is a picture of her and another of me, eyes wide open taking a photo of myself.
Night three, my friend ordered a cake from me for her anniversary that was delivered that day. I wanted to know how it was and remember thinking I would contact her the next day. I texted her a few messages that I found the next day...sorry D! LOL
Last night, I sit up in the bed and ask how we got home...but we had not actually gone anywhere.
My phone is always with me, I have a teenager, a husband that is sometimes out of town, and an extended family that I am available to almost all of the time. My business is also tied to this number. I spend quiet a bit of time in the car waiting to pick someone up or waiting for something to start. During this time I have become an addict of Words with Friends on my phone. I have 20 games going right now, (only because that is all that it allows) and when the the "ding" goes off that someone has played...my first instinct is to check it!
I tell you all of this to tell you last night after my wonderful sleeping drug, Bobby tried to take my phone. I told him that I couldn't give it up, because my Words with Friends (friends) would play without me.
I am sleeping finally... and right now that is what matters! I hope you got a little giggle from this!
The first night, sitting in bed with my tea and my book. I am told that I was looking all over for my drink, so Bobby helped me find it (in my hand) and sit up to take a drink. After he took it out my hand, took his hand off my back and I fell straight back into the bed-sound asleep.
Night two, my daughter is standing at the end of the bed talking to me, and I am certain that there are two of her. To prove it, I use my phone to take a photo of her and shocked to see that one of her is invisable in my photo. She then convinces me that I need to turn the phone around to take the photo...so I do. Lo and behold she tells me the next morning and yes, there is a picture of her and another of me, eyes wide open taking a photo of myself.
Night three, my friend ordered a cake from me for her anniversary that was delivered that day. I wanted to know how it was and remember thinking I would contact her the next day. I texted her a few messages that I found the next day...sorry D! LOL
Last night, I sit up in the bed and ask how we got home...but we had not actually gone anywhere.
My phone is always with me, I have a teenager, a husband that is sometimes out of town, and an extended family that I am available to almost all of the time. My business is also tied to this number. I spend quiet a bit of time in the car waiting to pick someone up or waiting for something to start. During this time I have become an addict of Words with Friends on my phone. I have 20 games going right now, (only because that is all that it allows) and when the the "ding" goes off that someone has played...my first instinct is to check it!
I tell you all of this to tell you last night after my wonderful sleeping drug, Bobby tried to take my phone. I told him that I couldn't give it up, because my Words with Friends (friends) would play without me.
I am sleeping finally... and right now that is what matters! I hope you got a little giggle from this!
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Thanks! I appreciate you all!
I appreciate all of the calls and text from you all since yesterday. Really, I am fine! My post yesterday about, "you must be kidding" was based on frustration because of this fine notice on my car when I got out of school yesterday...for parking in the wrong direction! Seriously, I am not kidding. $20 for parking in the wrong direction in a parking lot. So everything is fine, no worries...except I am a little hacked at the U of A right now. I am glad that I have so many people that care!
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