boys!

natalie portman, i've been told, is a guys' girl, meaning guys like this kinda' girl hanging out with them in their natural environment. i always thought it would be cool to have a bunch of guy friends that would let you in and i could just have fun, when i was younger. i kinda' saw this over the weekend when i watched son jason play ultimate frisbee...

the girls on their team are fun loving and laid back, playing amiably with the guys.

then...

i saw the flip side of the coin. i was helping son jason move his stuff out of one house and into another. 

i would never ever want to spend time with the guys there. 

i told my son that the next place may not be so gross laid back, so he might want to keep his room a little neater. i said this before i got to the new place.

again, i would never ever want to spend time with the guys there, either...ever.

i brought back a few souvenirs to remind me that i do not want to be a guys' girl.

ever.

oh, and p s, he caught the frisbee.

neglected

i've neglected this blog for so long that i could end it all right now.

why do i blog?

i don't make any money with it, and it's not a profession. i don't have a lot of followers, so i won't really be missed. i have always felt a little funny telling people that i have a blog and try to self promote...somewhat. and i have certainly not gone viral and ellen degeneres has not invited me to her show.

so...why should i continue? why?

then...i have a really bad day. okay, it wasn't earth shatteringly bad. it was more just a one-thing-after-another kind of day. not something that is really worth writing down.

but, then i work out and i feel better.

and, i talk to daughter michelle who makes me feel even better.

then...i fix myself this

spinach with watermelon, cucumber & feta cheese...salty and refreshing.

and i have the following text conversation with son jason:

me: "what do you need from home that i can bring you?"
jason: "there's a purple connector cable in my room that i need. also, the third place chess trophy above the bed. that's it."
me: "why the trophy?"
jason: "why not?"

and, suddenly i'm having a great day and i have something that i really want to write about, so that when i look back at my blog, i will read this and smile.

why blog?

why not?








btw, son jason was in a summer chess class (tcjc for kids), and the teacher had a chess tournament open for all classes, and jason won third.

he was eight years old.

:-(

this was going to be the year. i was going to call my daughter michelle and ask her to put our names in the snl lottery (because, sadly, i lack the skills). i felt if we didn't do it soon, we will miss our opportunity to see kristin wiig. welllll, just got through watching the episode with mick jagger and found out we are too late.
i am so sad
so very very sad
i think my face looks like jason sudeikis, only not so cute...not so cute at all.

http://www.hulu.com/watch/363338/saturday-night-live-shes-a-rainbow

so...

how do you keep your hands clean while baking?

apparently, i use my pants.

monday

it's monday and i don't care. i am still feeling the after glow. son jason & his girlfriend lauren came up for the weekend. lauren has wanted to go to fossil rim and this was her first weekend off from work. i found out thursday (with a btw text), and cleaned the house like a mad woman so everything would be ready for friday night when they came in. i thought they were going to go off to the rim, by themselves, but they invited us and we had the best time.

most of the animals came up to the car to be fed their special food pellets. as always, we looked for the elusive prairie chickens, only to find out that they are kept in a separate area away from the driving path. every time we've gone, we have looked for them and never read that they are kept in an intensive management area. even so, i kept my eyes peeled. we also enjoyed rehashing all the good times we have had in the past there.
like the time my mom was panicking and screaming when the ostrich came close to the window on her side of the car. my mom is terrified of birds...all birds and we all know that. my sister, who was in control of the windows, locked my mother's window so she couldn't roll it up and mom started screaming (we are so mean...never let us know your weakness cuz we will pounce). niece eva was a very little girl at the time, and so she started crying which made my sister unlock the window so our mom could roll up her window. son jason still remembers this and that eva had said, "that is a very bad bird." and my mom said, "yes, eva, a very bad bird." i wonder what mom would have said to this...

also, lauren was so excited about the giraffes and we couldn't get the giraffes to come over, but then...

and the next day we went to the aia tour of homes. i LOVE going inside other people's houses so much! anyone's home...it doesn't matter. and these homes were spectacular. no photos because it wasn't allowed. i thought about sneaking, but since my son was there, i felt the need to lead by example and follow the rules.

then...

i caught up on my blogs that i hadn't read since thursday (because i was madly cleaning) and saw that a chow life linked me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i nearly dropped my ipad.

why does this make me so happy? i don't know why, but i was super psyched!

so even though i have this...

that is an allergy blister in my eye. a blister!! it looks way better in the photo than it really is... really.

does that mean my skin and eyebrows look equally worser (i know that worser is not a word) in real life? i hope not (sigh)


still happy though...still feeling the after glow.

weekend

i had a great weekend. mothers with their children at home, cherish them. when i have one or both at home, it's better than christmas. son jason came home for the weekend. we went out to dinner and a movie on saturday night. this morning we woke up to a thunderstorm, but by the time church was over, it was cool and partly sunny, so we spent the rest of our time outside:

hey. we live in texas after all...

then jason went back to his home.

and, we had sandwiches for dinner...

cubano sandwiches (mmmmmmmmmmmmm)

and we enjoyed a little music from our neighbor's yard, not their stereo system, but something much nicer...

wish son jason was still here, and daughter michelle, and son-in-law dru.

blogs

one of my many weaknesses is reading blogs. there are so many out there. today, posted on it's her minutiae, this video:

i cannot believe she is only a sophomore. she is an amazing person!

that's all.

super jealous.

back

just got back from arkansas. i moved the last bit of daughter michelle and son-in-law dru's stuff out of our garage and into their home. i love visiting them, and i had them all to myself. they just moved back to arkansas and are living in a government provided home. it's pretty nice. there are a few drawbacks, but the setting is on the edge of the state park, since dru is now working for an arkansas state park, and it is beautiful and so very green. i should have taken a photo, but didn't. i don't know why i didn't. i guess it is because i was more thinking this post would be about something else.

it's hard, sometimes, to live in a home that is not yours. it's like renting a house or an apartment. you don't really want to invest too much in it to make it really how you would like it to be. with dru's job, they will be residing in state park homes, for a while. and it dawned on me that husband scott and i did the same thing for the almost 9 years we lived overseas. the three locations we had were an apartment, a house, and a furnished apartment with a garden that the company paid for while we were temporarily overseas. like, michelle and dru, it was not bad housing, but i longed and yearned for a home where i could do things they way i wanted. in my mind, i would say i would paint the wall this color or i would buy this light fixture or wallpaper...of course, in reality, when we moved into our home (16 years ago), i still didn't get my perfect home. i am still trying to get it just right. i am at fault a lot with this in that i cannot make up my mind what i want or what i want is ridiculously expensive. i procrastinate...a lot...a whole lot.

when i went to arkansas, michelle put me in her guest bedroom that was painted like this, by the previous residents:

michelle had only an air mattress and i brought my own pillow and yet, here is what i found in my room:

lights and artwork that made the pink so much better. the quilt was a nice juxtaposition to artwork and the stainless steel lamp.

on the other side of the bed was a pretty pink dianthus on top a stack of books on a chair.

she always thinks that she doesn't know how to do anything and she is so wrong. this and other vignettes in her house, that she had arranged, could be posted as any of the sneak peeks found design sponge.

this whole room made me smile. it was so simple, yet beautifully done with hardly any fancy stuff.

considering that michelle is hoping to order some dark charcoal and cream colored paint for some of the rooms, she made the pink room so nice with just an air mattress, a light from target, a chair from ikea, books and a potted plant. all this, except the plant, she pulled from her belongings (all their belonging fit in 16 foot u-haul truck, btw).

she is amazing! of course, i have always known that and it also shows in her photography, too.



now, i need to spring clean my house and start fixin' up my house, too!

okie doke

i just read the best blog post ever:
http://mountcustard.blogspot.com/2012/03/its-not-easy-being-green.html

that's all.

weird stuff happens when you least expect it

i was going to do a post on austin because i just came back from there last weekend and i took a lot of photos to remember all the fun stuff and places i went.

i was.

until i was interrupted from my work. i was working away when husband scott said 'come here' and we followed him into brother-in-law mark's office (why yes, i do work with my husband and brother-in-law and we get along splendidly). anyway, we look from his office window and the others are saying 'what?' and then all of sudden, i notice there is a naked man lying in the street.

wha'??!!!

of course, i googled later...much later and found this and this. this is NOT enough information.

i also got this photo

blurry, yes, but remember i have a point and shoot and it was taken from our office's 10th floor and down the block.

i just wonder what caused this man to do this. is he just crazy or did he take something with something else and it just didn't agree with him or was he just having a bad day?