Southern girl at heart

I'm the first to admit that I'm a seriously pampered princess. My husband has thoroughly spoiled me. Sometimes I think I was born for valet parking, room service, massages, & pedicures. But really, deep down inside where it counts, I'm still a southern girl at heart. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl. I grew up as southern and country as they come, and as much as I LOVE the Ritz Carlton, I'm just as happy barefoot swinging on a porch swing, drinking iced tea, and staring at the forest - or watching the hounds wrestle in the yard. My mind went down that road as I was driving home from the store this morning - all the windows rolled down, the cool wind messing my hair, and Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" cranked on the radio...

Burger King Coffee

Why... why... WHY...

I've been stopping at Burger King for a large coffee most mornings recently on my way to work. They offer "turbo coffee" - my kind of coffee, it could practically walk away on its own! (anyway... ) So, I go through the drive-thru and order a large black turbo coffee - no cream or sugar packets please. Every day they put the coffee cup in a bag & hand it to me. Why on earth would they do that?! I practically spill the stuff EVERY time I grab it. Plus I immediately take it out of the bag & put it in my cup holder, wad up the bag & throw it on the floorboard. I know I know -- I'm way too anal and think way too much about these things, but it just makes me wonder WHY every single time!

Christmas Decorations Part 4

I swear - my neighbors are the biggest bunch of bah-humbugs in the world! Our house is the only house on our street (out of about 20) that has outside Christmas decor. A couple of years ago the whole street was decorated. There were lights on the houses, big bows on the gas lamps, and signs or figures in the yards. Well about half of the houses were sold this past year, and I guess the newbies just aren't that festive. Oh well - it makes me feel good that when you turn the corner on my street, you see my house all lit up with Santa in his airplane out front. It's like a beacon in the dark night! Fa la la! Merry Christmas!

The little things

It's the little things in life that make us stop and appreciate all that we have. I ADORE my son. He's the sweetest thing on the planet. (of course!) For two days in a row now, I've been running around like a chicken with its head cut off in the morning, trying to get the two of us ready and out the door to school and work. I've just been completely scatterbrained this week! Both days, right as we're about to leave, my son says "don't forget your apple Mama!" And sure enough, I'd forgotten it! It's just so sweet that he keeps me on track and even makes sure I remember my apples... what would I do without him??

Christmas Lights Part 2

Well he was at it again today. He finished the lights around the garage, porch, and fence. Plus, he put out our inflatable decorations. All of this done in the ice cold rain. My neighbors must think we're nuts! He's still not fnished yet either, we still have the trees & walkway, wooden yard decor, spotlights, and the giant wreath! Oh dear...

Oh! and he HAD to buy a new inflatable this year. We now have an animated Santa in an airplane. The propeller & tail swirley spin...

Christmas Lights

I swear I'm married to Clark Griswold. Hubby started hanging the outside Christmas lights yesterday, trying to beat the rain storms that hit today. He didn't make it and was actually on a ladder hanging lights on the garage in the rain today. He's so excited. We're the first house on the street with our Christmas lights up. Obviously we're not finished with the exterior decorations, but the hard part's done - we have lights along the 2nd floor eaves of the house & garage. Now we just have to string the trees, the porch, the walkways, and put up our yard decor. I swear, all of this work for just a month --- and I haven't even started on the inside decorations. Our house will look like a Christmas wonderland by the time we're done!