Here lately I have been morphing into a form of Suzy Homemaker. And honestly, I don't know what to make of it. Nor does BB. I find myself sitting down every Sunday with cook books searching for different recipes so that I can create my weekly menu for supper. I have also coined Sunday as my official baking day.
So far I have made Pretzel Salad. Which I'm not really sure why it's called a pretzel salad. Having the word salad in the title would give you the indication that it was some type of salad with lettuce, carrots and stuff a normal salad has. Right? Nope, not at all. But it was really, really good. I have also made a Banana Split cake which was scrumdillicious as well as chocolate turtle ooeey gooeey brownies which were simply divine. I also attempted a chess cake. The chess cake didn't turn out as well as I had hoped. It was good but it wasn't like Grandmom's (step-mom). She makes the bomb of a chess cake. Or, as Bb & Lou would say "It's beast"
As part of my transformation I made the decision to put out a garden. That's right. A garden. A garden with real live growing food. The determined location has been plowed, disced, tilled and ready to grow some grub. Therefore, a visit to Anderson County Farm Service to buy our garden grocery list was a necessity.
I love, simply love Anderson County Farm Service. They house and sell feed to farmers and it has a distinct smell that could never be duplicated. When you walk inside the wooden-floor store you literally step back in time.
Picture this.......3 old men in their bibbed overalls accessorized with farmer caps, sitting around a permanent wood burning stove using their pocket knives to peel a slice from the centrally located block of cheese discussing the hopeful outcome of this years crops.
I couldn't help but stare and marvel over them and their surroundings. So, I'm sure I was tagged as "weirdo-of-the-day".
Once we made our selection of enough silver queen corn to produce 3 rows, enough peas for a single row, the same for the green beans, and a variety of other vegetables we then went home and placed them in the ground. Fashioned with my gardening gloves of course.
GOAL - Get everything to grow and keep everything alive until harvest season approaches. By the way, did I mention I plan on canning?
CHALLENGE - Deer and rabbits. Be forewarned Bambi and Thumper. Game on and gloves off if I catch you in my garden.
Until next time - Rose Baggs
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
And 253 Days Later.......
Ok....I had a few things to do and now I'm back.
In a nutshell this is what has been happening with the Boggs' bunch.
BB completed his military training and has since come home after being away just days shy of six months. I have missed him so much but I have to tell you........me and the kids had developed routines so having BB back in the mix took some getting use to.
After everything settled down and we got back to life as normal he accepted a position as Deputy Sheriff at the Anderson County Sheriff's Office. Have I ever mentioned I love me a man in uniform?? If I didn't I would like to say "I love me a man in uniform". Especially when he's my man!
Just when we thought our lives would be normal (or normal for us) he had to complete MORE training for the S.O. This training consists of four-a-half months. Really?!....Seriously?! Gone again?
Weeeelllll, at least this training is in Richmond, KY and he gets to come home on the weekends. Instead of a nine-hour (one-way might I add) commute it's only one hour.
Had you told my 17-25 year old self I would some day be married to the PoPo I would have never believed it since most of those years were spent avoiding the PoPo.
Ahhhh, life is grand and I would trade it for anything.
Until next time-
Rose Baggs
In a nutshell this is what has been happening with the Boggs' bunch.
BB completed his military training and has since come home after being away just days shy of six months. I have missed him so much but I have to tell you........me and the kids had developed routines so having BB back in the mix took some getting use to.
After everything settled down and we got back to life as normal he accepted a position as Deputy Sheriff at the Anderson County Sheriff's Office. Have I ever mentioned I love me a man in uniform?? If I didn't I would like to say "I love me a man in uniform". Especially when he's my man!
Just when we thought our lives would be normal (or normal for us) he had to complete MORE training for the S.O. This training consists of four-a-half months. Really?!....Seriously?! Gone again?
Weeeelllll, at least this training is in Richmond, KY and he gets to come home on the weekends. Instead of a nine-hour (one-way might I add) commute it's only one hour.
Had you told my 17-25 year old self I would some day be married to the PoPo I would have never believed it since most of those years were spent avoiding the PoPo.
Ahhhh, life is grand and I would trade it for anything.
Until next time-
Rose Baggs
Sunday, September 13, 2009
The Final Countdown
Just reading the title makes you sing the song The Final Countdown performed by the group Europe doesn't it? Don't lie, yes it does. And, if by some strange chance you don't know what song I refer to I suggest you look it up and listen to it.
Ok....discussing the real final countdown there are only 10 days between now and the time I make my final 9 hour trip taking me by the Dog Track, Marshall Univeristy, around the West Virginia turnpike and through 2 toll booths to Fort Lee, Virginia.
As many times before I will pull in to the Lee Gate at 12:30 am where I will provide photo ID, vehicle registration, insurance and state my business. I will then receive suspicious and awkward looks by at least 2 MP's. They will then make their way slowly around the vehicle peering in the windows making me feel I have done something wrong or have someting to hide. I feel so uncomfortable and don't know why. The only thing I feel guilty about or have to hide is the occasional snicker bar wrapper.
Once they give you a look over they walk back to the window with the biggest smiles on their faces, hand you your ID and paperwork and say "Enjoy your stay at Fort Lee Ms. Boggs". I'm like - WTH? A few moments ago you were looking at me like I was a terroist and now your gonna be nice. Whatever!
By the way. Those toll booths cost $2 to get through. For real, $2! I remember when the toll booth was on the BG parkway it was only cents to get through. I think. Or maybe that's all I ever had to through in the direction of the bucket as I sped through the turnstile to see if I could run the light and make the buzzer go off. Those toll booth attendants really, really didn't like it when you did that. But oh well, I had an excuse. I was a teenager and didn't know any better.
BB finally comes home after being gone for 5.7 months. Or, 24 weeks, 171 days, 4,104 hours, 246,240 minutes. How ever you want to say it. It's not like I have been counting down the time or anything. I CANNOT wait!!!
Until next time - Rose Baggs
Ok....discussing the real final countdown there are only 10 days between now and the time I make my final 9 hour trip taking me by the Dog Track, Marshall Univeristy, around the West Virginia turnpike and through 2 toll booths to Fort Lee, Virginia.
As many times before I will pull in to the Lee Gate at 12:30 am where I will provide photo ID, vehicle registration, insurance and state my business. I will then receive suspicious and awkward looks by at least 2 MP's. They will then make their way slowly around the vehicle peering in the windows making me feel I have done something wrong or have someting to hide. I feel so uncomfortable and don't know why. The only thing I feel guilty about or have to hide is the occasional snicker bar wrapper.
Once they give you a look over they walk back to the window with the biggest smiles on their faces, hand you your ID and paperwork and say "Enjoy your stay at Fort Lee Ms. Boggs". I'm like - WTH? A few moments ago you were looking at me like I was a terroist and now your gonna be nice. Whatever!
By the way. Those toll booths cost $2 to get through. For real, $2! I remember when the toll booth was on the BG parkway it was only cents to get through. I think. Or maybe that's all I ever had to through in the direction of the bucket as I sped through the turnstile to see if I could run the light and make the buzzer go off. Those toll booth attendants really, really didn't like it when you did that. But oh well, I had an excuse. I was a teenager and didn't know any better.
BB finally comes home after being gone for 5.7 months. Or, 24 weeks, 171 days, 4,104 hours, 246,240 minutes. How ever you want to say it. It's not like I have been counting down the time or anything. I CANNOT wait!!!
Until next time - Rose Baggs
A Lifes Lesson
I discovered this unposted blog entry in my drafts. I wrote it back in September 2009. Ooops!
Bb & Lou are 11 and 12 (7 months apart) and have really never suffered a loss of anything or anyone too close to them. Nothing or no one until a few days ago.
Trying not to go into a huge long story; one of the Kennel Club members, Rodney, my favorite to be exact, apparently had an accident. We are thinking he got bumped by a car. Now, I know every one is thinking - "Car? Out where you live? no way" but, believe it or not we have a few Mario Andriette wanna be's that feel our one lane gravel road is there personal version of the Pondarosa Speedway.
For you that are unfortunate and don't know what the Ponderosa Speedway is let me enlighten you. The Ponderosa Speedway is a dirt race track in the middle of no where in Junction City. Only the best of the best rednecks hang out there. Believe me it is nothing short of a grand time if you ever attend a heap at the good ole Ponderosa. I have been a time or two and even have my very own shirt! Oh, yeah. I'm that cool!
Back to my story - One minute Rodney was acting fine and the next he wasn't so we took him to the vet and the diagnoses was a diaphragmatic hernia (a hole in his diaphragm) which allowed his intestine to go through the hole and fill a lung cavity collapsing a lung. I think I got that right. Needless to say the kids and I were an absolute blubbering mess in the vets office. My options were to put him to sleep or surgery. Of course the kids are screaming "surgery, surgery" and honestly, that's what I was screaming on the inside. So, the vet kept him overnight with surgery scheduled mid-morning the next day. The vet assured us this is not uncommon and after he heals from surgery he will be normal ole Rodney. So, we leave feeling good about our decision. They did surgery and the vet calls me at work to tell me the little fella didn't make it. Omitting a lot of details, we buried Rodney out back and the whole event was the most gut wrenching thing I believe I have ever experienced.
Knock on wood - I am in my 30's (early, early 30's) and have never experienced the death of anyone close to me. Only animals. I believe God has spared me because I can't handle it.
I have had very, very sad times but nothing is worse than seeing your children experience an emotional hurt that you can't fix. It was awful!
BB feels I put myself and the kids through too much and thinks I made the wrong decision in bringing him home to bury him. But, sad times and death are unfortunately a part of life and they need to learn how to deal and grieve with situations like this. Plus, I couldn't stand the thought of the vets office disposing of him the way they do. No thank you! I'll bring him home where he belongs.
Until next time - Rose Baggs
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
THINGS I KNOW
I’m not a genius by any means. But, I do have a few degrees under my belt so by that standard I would be considered a decently intelligent (how do you spell intelligent?) person. But, that all depends on who you talk to. Anyway, I know a few things and they are basically things I have discovered merely by accident or through trial and error. For instance I know:
*When the male hamster, I was just suckered into buying 7 days ago, has babies they are called pups. As if I didn’t have enough pups.
*Getting caught by the PoPo in Virginia doing 80 (amended down to 75) in a 65 will cost you $111.
* Not paying a speeding ticket you received in North Carolina, on the simple premise of “they won’t catch me, I just won’t drive through North Carolina again” is a very, very stupid way to think. And, when they catch you (and they will) they not only pile on extra fees, interest and penalties they will suspend your license. The state of North Carolina has absolutely NO sense of humor.
*When you put the water hose in the swimming pool at 6:30pm and don’t turn it off until 10:30am the following morning the pool WILL overflow.
*Fancy dancy liquid chlorine you buy at pool supply places is nothing but bleach. For real. Check out the active ingredients on the label. Shame on you pool places!
*When the fancy dancy liquid chlorine splashes on your clothes it will create bleach spots. Hence the whole compare the active ingredients label to a bleach bottle. Damn, I’m smart.
*A competition bow for middles school kid’s costs right at 200 bones. Are you SERIOUS?
*I totally know how to turn water in the swimming pool from lime green to crystal clear.
*The term “Jew them down” is frowned upon. Especially by Jews. Who knew?!?!
*My brother-n-law is a GIANT turd. Or is it terd. Heck, I thought I was smart. I don’t even know how to spell turd/terd. Oh well, you get my point.
*I also know it is 43 days before the love of my life BB comes home. Woo Hoo :~)
Until next time – Rose Baggs
Thursday, August 6, 2009
AN AMERICAN SOLDER
I am an American Soldier.
I am a Warrior and member of a team. I serve the
people of the United States and live the Army Values.
I will always place the mission first.
I will never accept defeat.
I will never quit.
I will never leave a fallen comrade.
I am disciplined, physically and mentally tough, trained and proficient in my warrior tasks and drills. I always maintain my arms, my equipment and myself.
I am an expert and I am a professional.
I stand ready to deploy, engage, and destroy the enemies of the
United States of America in close combat.
I am a guardian of freedom and the American way of life.
I am and American Soldier.
I am a Warrior and member of a team. I serve the
people of the United States and live the Army Values.
I will always place the mission first.
I will never accept defeat.
I will never quit.
I will never leave a fallen comrade.
I am disciplined, physically and mentally tough, trained and proficient in my warrior tasks and drills. I always maintain my arms, my equipment and myself.
I am an expert and I am a professional.
I stand ready to deploy, engage, and destroy the enemies of the
United States of America in close combat.
I am a guardian of freedom and the American way of life.
I am and American Soldier.
THE SIMPLE THINGS
I need to mow the yard
I need to wash clothes
I need to figure out what I’m cooking for supper? Nothing, because…
I need to go to the grocery
I need to clean house
I need to pay bills
I need to balance the check book
Wait a minute. Back up. Balance the check book and then pay bills
It’s never ending. There is always something that needs to be done. And, in my case it needed to be done yesterday. One thing you didn’t see in my list of “Must Do’s” is spend time with Bb and Lou. In the hustle and bustle of our busy lives we seem to push aside the most important things. Family.
I didn’t realize I did it as much as I did until last night. Bb and Lou were sitting down to play a board game and asked if I wanted to play. I responded with “no I have to…… (fill in the blank). Lou said “mom, you always have to do…..and never do anything with us anymore.”
When she made that comment I looked up from my top-priority task and watched her walk out of the room. I felt my stomach sink. She was right. I never have time for them anymore. I spend more time with my dirty duds and Wal-Mart co-workers than I do my own kids.
That comment really hit home. I immediately stopped what I was doing and joined the Plant Earth Trivia game. I will keep the outcome to myself. But, we had so much fun. I didn’t realize how smart they were. They get it from me ya know. Really, they do!
Guess what is here with me tonight? Dirty clothes, a dirty house, a yard that needs a hair cut, an unbalanced check book, unpaid bills and an empty cupboard. Guess what is NOT here with me tonight? Bb and Lou. The point I’m trying to make is: the other stuff will be there the next day but time with your family may not. Don’t take it for granted.
Until next time-Rose Baggs
I need to wash clothes
I need to figure out what I’m cooking for supper? Nothing, because…
I need to go to the grocery
I need to clean house
I need to pay bills
I need to balance the check book
Wait a minute. Back up. Balance the check book and then pay bills
It’s never ending. There is always something that needs to be done. And, in my case it needed to be done yesterday. One thing you didn’t see in my list of “Must Do’s” is spend time with Bb and Lou. In the hustle and bustle of our busy lives we seem to push aside the most important things. Family.
I didn’t realize I did it as much as I did until last night. Bb and Lou were sitting down to play a board game and asked if I wanted to play. I responded with “no I have to…… (fill in the blank). Lou said “mom, you always have to do…..and never do anything with us anymore.”
When she made that comment I looked up from my top-priority task and watched her walk out of the room. I felt my stomach sink. She was right. I never have time for them anymore. I spend more time with my dirty duds and Wal-Mart co-workers than I do my own kids.
That comment really hit home. I immediately stopped what I was doing and joined the Plant Earth Trivia game. I will keep the outcome to myself. But, we had so much fun. I didn’t realize how smart they were. They get it from me ya know. Really, they do!
Guess what is here with me tonight? Dirty clothes, a dirty house, a yard that needs a hair cut, an unbalanced check book, unpaid bills and an empty cupboard. Guess what is NOT here with me tonight? Bb and Lou. The point I’m trying to make is: the other stuff will be there the next day but time with your family may not. Don’t take it for granted.
Until next time-Rose Baggs
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
MEMORIES
Awww, isn’t she pretty? Looks just like her momma.
As I have done in the past I take a picture of Lou on the first day of a milestone event; daycare, pre-school, kindergarten, 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th and now 6th grade.
Oh, the 6th grade. As I talked to Lou about her first day experience of 6th grade it made me reflect back to my 6th grade. This is what I remember about my 6th grade at Mercer County Elementary School - Home of the fighting Scotties.
As I have done in the past I take a picture of Lou on the first day of a milestone event; daycare, pre-school, kindergarten, 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th and now 6th grade.
Oh, the 6th grade. As I talked to Lou about her first day experience of 6th grade it made me reflect back to my 6th grade. This is what I remember about my 6th grade at Mercer County Elementary School - Home of the fighting Scotties.
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*Bus #181-with Basel Walling behind the helm was my, 60 minute (each way), mode of transportation. Destination? Moberly Road. Sorry I can’t remember the exact address. Things I DON’T remember about high school erased that part from my memory.
~~~*Wearing a bra was the “in” thing and was simply a must to be in the cool crowd
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*Bonnie Bell lip gloss was the bomb
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*M. Turpin was the meanest girl EVER. I hope she never comes across my blog and reads what I have written about her. She will hunt me down and beat me up. Dude, I’m serious. She was mean!!! To prevent myself from a libel lawsuit:
The above comment regarding M. Turpin is strictly my opinion.
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*Mr. Durr picked his ears with his car keys
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*Mr. Durr picked his ears with his car keys
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*Mr. Preston doused himself in the ever so popular Old Spice cologne
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*Was convinced the lunch ladies picked up worms that had crawled upon the side walk after a rain and served them to us in our lunch. I KNOW they did, I just know it
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*Ms. Cole had fire engine red hair and was always pregnant
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*Never, ever, ever refer to school as a tragedy. It did nothing but plum piss off Ms. Cole. I think it was that constant pregnancy thing.
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*Clyde & Marie Denney. The traveling Bluegrass Duo / janitors
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*Gathering around the portable cassette player at recess listening to Physical, I Love Rock-N-Roll and Thriller
Isn’t it amazing how time flies? I am now preparing for my 20 year class reunion. Can you believe it? As young as I look no one would ever guess I graduated in 1989. Lord knows I don’t act like I graduated 20 years ago.
Monday, July 27, 2009
CURIOUS???
It's never good when your daughter has the beginning of $5,300 worth of work in her mouth and your most recent conversation goes like this:
Telephone: Buzz, buzz, buzz
Me: Hello
Lou: Mom?
Me: Yeah?
Lou: Um, would it hurt anything if I stuck a magnet to my braces?
Me: Stuck a magnet to your braces? Why would you want to stick - you've already stuck a magnet to your braces haven't you?
Lou: (hesitation) Uh, yeah.
Me: Which one? It wasn't one of the heavy duty Magnetix magnets was it?
Lou: Uh, yeah. But momma they're real weak now because I've had them for years.
Me: Is it still stuck to your braces?
Lou: Nah, I pulled it off.
Me: Lou, don't stick anything to, in or on your braces.
Lou: Ok. Hey, don't forget some drinks on your way home. Love ya.
Me: Love ya too. See you after while.
Only my child! Only. My. Child!
Telephone: Buzz, buzz, buzz
Me: Hello
Lou: Mom?
Me: Yeah?
Lou: Um, would it hurt anything if I stuck a magnet to my braces?
Me: Stuck a magnet to your braces? Why would you want to stick - you've already stuck a magnet to your braces haven't you?
Lou: (hesitation) Uh, yeah.
Me: Which one? It wasn't one of the heavy duty Magnetix magnets was it?
Lou: Uh, yeah. But momma they're real weak now because I've had them for years.
Me: Is it still stuck to your braces?
Lou: Nah, I pulled it off.
Me: Lou, don't stick anything to, in or on your braces.
Lou: Ok. Hey, don't forget some drinks on your way home. Love ya.
Me: Love ya too. See you after while.
Only my child! Only. My. Child!
Friday, July 24, 2009
IT'S BEEN A WHILE
Wow, where do I begin? So much has happened since the last time I posted. I'll bring ya up to date and current as best I can. Ready? Set? Go!
BB Update
BB completed Basic Training and received an Expert Marksman award. I was so proud of him for hanging in there with kids half his age. Literally.
He was in Basic at Ft. Benning, GA which is next door neighbors with hell because it is literally that hot. It was miserable. Why anyone would voluntarily go to that place is beyond me. And by that place I mean Georgia.
BB left GA and is at AIT (Advanced Individual Training) at Ft. Lee, Virginia. Virginia is for lovers ya know. Anyway, Ft. Lee is so much better than Ft. Benning. I have been fortunate enough to visit him on two different occasion; Once on the 4th of July and the other last weekend (7/22). If you ever want to see an amazing firework show it's a must see on a military base.
A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!!!
BB is also 57 pounds lighter than he was the first day he ever spoke to a recruiter. He is down to 189. He hasn't been in the 80's since the 80's.
All in all BB is doing fine but wants nothing more than to come home. Ditto for me!!!
Bb Update
Bb's bedroom received a makeover. It went from UK to Green Bay Packers. We (me, me, me Bb & Lou) painted the walls and laid new carpet. That's right, laid new carpet. I measured the room, purchased the carpet and laid it. I rented all of the carpet laying tools, googled "how to lay carpet" and proceeded to lay me some carpet. It will not win the next carpet laying contest but I think it looks marvelous.
Bb's baseball season ended and he did a fantastic job. His team tied for first in the league and came in 2nd in the end of the season tournament.
LOU Update
Lou's room is also scheduled for a makeover. Lime green walls with hot pink polka dots. Oooh yeah!
Her softball season has also come to an end. Even though her team didn't finish in the top of the rankings like Bb's she still did an awesome job and I'm just proud of her for even signing up to play. She proclaims she will play again next year to show BB how good she is. If you want to know just how good she is just ask - believe me, she'll tell ya.
We also received the news that she needs braces. Although not happy with the decision she handled it like a pro especially since the Orthodontist pulled 5 teeth even before putting her braces on. He couldn't get 2 of them so we have an appointment with her regular dentist to have those pulled this week. :~(
And saving the best for last.....ME Update
I have simply been trying to keep my head above water while attempting to maintain my sanity. It is very, very hard being a single mother and I don't like it.
But, just to let you know......
*My Pool is blue - not green
*The weed eater is still missing
*I am still president of the Herndon Road Kennel Club
*Mowing the yard isn't as easy as it looks
*Mainting the 17lbs lost while trying to shed more pounds and
*Heading to Ft. Lee, Virgina this weekend to see my sweetie peetie
All in all I'm hangin' in there and loving life (with caveats). Life is good and could always be worse. Depending on the day I just grin and bear or it smile and cuss it-which ever makes me feel the best.
BB Update
BB completed Basic Training and received an Expert Marksman award. I was so proud of him for hanging in there with kids half his age. Literally.
He was in Basic at Ft. Benning, GA which is next door neighbors with hell because it is literally that hot. It was miserable. Why anyone would voluntarily go to that place is beyond me. And by that place I mean Georgia.
BB left GA and is at AIT (Advanced Individual Training) at Ft. Lee, Virginia. Virginia is for lovers ya know. Anyway, Ft. Lee is so much better than Ft. Benning. I have been fortunate enough to visit him on two different occasion; Once on the 4th of July and the other last weekend (7/22). If you ever want to see an amazing firework show it's a must see on a military base.
A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!!!
BB is also 57 pounds lighter than he was the first day he ever spoke to a recruiter. He is down to 189. He hasn't been in the 80's since the 80's.
All in all BB is doing fine but wants nothing more than to come home. Ditto for me!!!
Bb Update
Bb's bedroom received a makeover. It went from UK to Green Bay Packers. We (me, me, me Bb & Lou) painted the walls and laid new carpet. That's right, laid new carpet. I measured the room, purchased the carpet and laid it. I rented all of the carpet laying tools, googled "how to lay carpet" and proceeded to lay me some carpet. It will not win the next carpet laying contest but I think it looks marvelous.
Bb's baseball season ended and he did a fantastic job. His team tied for first in the league and came in 2nd in the end of the season tournament.
LOU Update
Lou's room is also scheduled for a makeover. Lime green walls with hot pink polka dots. Oooh yeah!
Her softball season has also come to an end. Even though her team didn't finish in the top of the rankings like Bb's she still did an awesome job and I'm just proud of her for even signing up to play. She proclaims she will play again next year to show BB how good she is. If you want to know just how good she is just ask - believe me, she'll tell ya.
We also received the news that she needs braces. Although not happy with the decision she handled it like a pro especially since the Orthodontist pulled 5 teeth even before putting her braces on. He couldn't get 2 of them so we have an appointment with her regular dentist to have those pulled this week. :~(
And saving the best for last.....ME Update
I have simply been trying to keep my head above water while attempting to maintain my sanity. It is very, very hard being a single mother and I don't like it.
But, just to let you know......
*My Pool is blue - not green
*The weed eater is still missing
*I am still president of the Herndon Road Kennel Club
*Mowing the yard isn't as easy as it looks
*Mainting the 17lbs lost while trying to shed more pounds and
*Heading to Ft. Lee, Virgina this weekend to see my sweetie peetie
All in all I'm hangin' in there and loving life (with caveats). Life is good and could always be worse. Depending on the day I just grin and bear or it smile and cuss it-which ever makes me feel the best.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Dust Off The Cob Webs
It's time to dust off the cob webs off my blog page. Since Lou is playing softball and Bb playing baseball my time is very limited leaving a small window to begin with. And since I write BB every night I find my blog collecting as much dust as my living room and let me tell ya that is quite a bit. If I can't find time to blog do you honestly think I have time to dust? Hell no! Even if I had time to dust do you think I would? Hell no!
Here is a brief run down of the most current events. Ready - Set - Go!
WEIGH IN #4
It's official. I am now in to a double digit weight loss. Yes, another 2 pounds for a grand total of 11. Even though I'm proud of myself I was hoping for a grand total of 12 for an average of 3 per week. Guess I better find that extra pound, or not find it is a better way to say it, before next weeks weigh in.
WEIGH IN #3
Another 2 pounds bite the dust.
FIRST GAME
Lou had her first game. She is batting 2nd and played 3rd. 1st time up she hit the ball. I was jumping up and down like some crazy woman that finally fit in her skinny jeans. She got on first, stole 2nd and ended up scoring. 2nd time up she struck out. Boo Hiss Hiss. But at least she went down swingin'. 3rd time up she walked, ended up stealing 3rd and scoring again. I couldn't have been prouder. However, when Lou discovered I had a shirt that said "Lou's Mom" on the back you could see the shear terror come across her face. I was forbidden, I mean forbidden to let anyone see that shirt in any shape form or fashion. She was absolutely appalled and couldn't believe that I could even coniser the thought of purchasing such a reputation destroying item as a t-shirt that displays "Lou's Mom". "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??? OH MY GOSH!!!" I thought it was a good idea. Guess not!
NOT THE SWINE FLU
About 2 weeks ago Lou & Bb were at the house when Bb suddenly became ill and progressively got worse and quick. Considering it was Sunday I had to take him to the UTC in Lexington. The throat swab for strep came back negative so the Dr. determined it was allergies. Allergies? Do allergies give you a fever of 100+? What do I know I'm not a Dr. but OK. Allergies it is. It's now Tuesday and he's still not better and his temp has now climbed to 104. He went to the family Dr. and long story short it's mono. Yep, mono. Good thing is he's not contagious unless his temp is over 104. 104? I think at that point you have more to worry about than being contagious.
NO GAME FOR YOU
With Bb having the kissing disease no baseball for him for at least 2 weeks. I was really kind of bumbed about that, even though it does keep me hopping with both of them playing, he has really dominated this season.
ALL I WANNA DO IS MOW
I am a strong independent woman. I can take care of myself while BB's gone. Right? Well maybe. Since he has been gone the water heater has gone on the fritz, the lawn mower battery is dead and the truck battery is also dead. So my first attempt at mowing the yard kind of went like this.
Throw up the garage door, jump on the mower and nothing. I mean nothing. I say to myself "Self, this isn't too bad, since I'm doing my weight loss challenge I'll just push mow." Cool, I'll push mow the 2 1/2+ acres of yard. Noooooo problem. I grab the keys jump in the truck to go to the storage building to get the push mower. Turn the key and "click, click, click". Ugh! Now what? Oh, I know, I'll weed eat. Looking, looking, looking. No weed eater. WHERE THE HELL IS THE WEED EATER?????????? To this day I still don't know where the weed eater is. So you know what I did? I bought Round Up. I'll show them. Whose them you ask? Them is they's cousin.
So, in a nut shell it has been main dish of crazy with a side of insanity. But I'm hangin' in there.
Here is a brief run down of the most current events. Ready - Set - Go!
WEIGH IN #4
It's official. I am now in to a double digit weight loss. Yes, another 2 pounds for a grand total of 11. Even though I'm proud of myself I was hoping for a grand total of 12 for an average of 3 per week. Guess I better find that extra pound, or not find it is a better way to say it, before next weeks weigh in.
WEIGH IN #3
Another 2 pounds bite the dust.
FIRST GAME
Lou had her first game. She is batting 2nd and played 3rd. 1st time up she hit the ball. I was jumping up and down like some crazy woman that finally fit in her skinny jeans. She got on first, stole 2nd and ended up scoring. 2nd time up she struck out. Boo Hiss Hiss. But at least she went down swingin'. 3rd time up she walked, ended up stealing 3rd and scoring again. I couldn't have been prouder. However, when Lou discovered I had a shirt that said "Lou's Mom" on the back you could see the shear terror come across her face. I was forbidden, I mean forbidden to let anyone see that shirt in any shape form or fashion. She was absolutely appalled and couldn't believe that I could even coniser the thought of purchasing such a reputation destroying item as a t-shirt that displays "Lou's Mom". "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??? OH MY GOSH!!!" I thought it was a good idea. Guess not!
NOT THE SWINE FLU
About 2 weeks ago Lou & Bb were at the house when Bb suddenly became ill and progressively got worse and quick. Considering it was Sunday I had to take him to the UTC in Lexington. The throat swab for strep came back negative so the Dr. determined it was allergies. Allergies? Do allergies give you a fever of 100+? What do I know I'm not a Dr. but OK. Allergies it is. It's now Tuesday and he's still not better and his temp has now climbed to 104. He went to the family Dr. and long story short it's mono. Yep, mono. Good thing is he's not contagious unless his temp is over 104. 104? I think at that point you have more to worry about than being contagious.
NO GAME FOR YOU
With Bb having the kissing disease no baseball for him for at least 2 weeks. I was really kind of bumbed about that, even though it does keep me hopping with both of them playing, he has really dominated this season.
ALL I WANNA DO IS MOW
I am a strong independent woman. I can take care of myself while BB's gone. Right? Well maybe. Since he has been gone the water heater has gone on the fritz, the lawn mower battery is dead and the truck battery is also dead. So my first attempt at mowing the yard kind of went like this.
Throw up the garage door, jump on the mower and nothing. I mean nothing. I say to myself "Self, this isn't too bad, since I'm doing my weight loss challenge I'll just push mow." Cool, I'll push mow the 2 1/2+ acres of yard. Noooooo problem. I grab the keys jump in the truck to go to the storage building to get the push mower. Turn the key and "click, click, click". Ugh! Now what? Oh, I know, I'll weed eat. Looking, looking, looking. No weed eater. WHERE THE HELL IS THE WEED EATER?????????? To this day I still don't know where the weed eater is. So you know what I did? I bought Round Up. I'll show them. Whose them you ask? Them is they's cousin.
So, in a nut shell it has been main dish of crazy with a side of insanity. But I'm hangin' in there.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Weigh In #2
I was afraid "Sal" may not be very nice to me this morning but I was wrong. He could have been better but he wasn't as nasty as I imagined he may be. Especially since my run in with Mr. Monkey Bread this past week. Come on, tell me one person that can say no to hot out of the oven, ooey, gooey, covered in powered sugar monkey bread? Hmm? Hmm? Go ahead, tell me one person. I din't think so!
Anywho, the numbers rolled around and rolled around until they finally stopped on 120. Yes, 120! This is going to be a good, good day. Then, I hear this beeping sound. There it is again. What is that? I'm looking and looking but can't find it. Ah dammit! It's my alarm clock, so I get out of bed and stumble down the hall to meet Sal. Boo Hoo
Ok-now for the real weigh in. Again, I'm standing on the scales watching the flashing numbers when it finally stops. Yes, another 1 1/2 lbs down. Oh yeah, I'll take it. 7 pounds total. :)
Anywho, the numbers rolled around and rolled around until they finally stopped on 120. Yes, 120! This is going to be a good, good day. Then, I hear this beeping sound. There it is again. What is that? I'm looking and looking but can't find it. Ah dammit! It's my alarm clock, so I get out of bed and stumble down the hall to meet Sal. Boo Hoo
Ok-now for the real weigh in. Again, I'm standing on the scales watching the flashing numbers when it finally stops. Yes, another 1 1/2 lbs down. Oh yeah, I'll take it. 7 pounds total. :)
No Thank You
Anytime anyone in the office is on a weight loss challenge the boss man (who also needs to be on a weight loss challenge and we remind him of this on a daily basis) sets out to make it his personal goal to tempt you with very bad foods. For instance, he will bring in donuts or set at his desk eating a pint of ice cream that he had me pick up on my lunch break. The latest example of his temptation is detailed below. Please, try to hold your gasps of horror 'til the end. Voo Doo victim #2
I was setting at my desk working (as I ALWAYS do) reviewing a students ledger with Rubber Nut. I could tell there was another bodily presence behind me and assumed it was the boss man. When all of the sudden this giant chocolate chip muffin so perfectly displayed on a plate appeared inches from my nose. The muffin was waving back and forth with this voice saying "hmmm, doesn't this look good? hmmm, doesn't this smell good". At this point I snapped and stabbed the delightful treat with a highlighter. The boss man let out a small childish scream and attempted to pull the muffin back but to no avail. My inner voice was screaming "DESTROY THE MUFFIN, DESTROY THE MUFFIN". The muffin displayed the behavior of a hot potato as we were both grabbing for it. Me to destroy it and the boss man to save it. It was rolling around, it was flipping up in the air and chocolate chips were flying everywhere. I finally got may hands on the muffin at which time I squeezed the delightful treat with all I had. The whole time this incident is occurring Rubber Nut is witnessing it from the sidelines literally jumping up and down exclaiming "Yes, Yes, Yes!" Ahhh, satisfaction!
The boss man cradled his poor muffin and waddles back to his hole trying to put the pieces back together all the while mumbling something under his breath to the affect of "you are a mean, mean person". LIFE IS GOOD!!
So boss man - No Thank You. I don't believe I will partake in a muffin today.
I was setting at my desk working (as I ALWAYS do) reviewing a students ledger with Rubber Nut. I could tell there was another bodily presence behind me and assumed it was the boss man. When all of the sudden this giant chocolate chip muffin so perfectly displayed on a plate appeared inches from my nose. The muffin was waving back and forth with this voice saying "hmmm, doesn't this look good? hmmm, doesn't this smell good". At this point I snapped and stabbed the delightful treat with a highlighter. The boss man let out a small childish scream and attempted to pull the muffin back but to no avail. My inner voice was screaming "DESTROY THE MUFFIN, DESTROY THE MUFFIN". The muffin displayed the behavior of a hot potato as we were both grabbing for it. Me to destroy it and the boss man to save it. It was rolling around, it was flipping up in the air and chocolate chips were flying everywhere. I finally got may hands on the muffin at which time I squeezed the delightful treat with all I had. The whole time this incident is occurring Rubber Nut is witnessing it from the sidelines literally jumping up and down exclaiming "Yes, Yes, Yes!" Ahhh, satisfaction!
The boss man cradled his poor muffin and waddles back to his hole trying to put the pieces back together all the while mumbling something under his breath to the affect of "you are a mean, mean person". LIFE IS GOOD!!
So boss man - No Thank You. I don't believe I will partake in a muffin today.
Monday, April 20, 2009
The Magic Number is...........
My first weigh in resulted in a 5 1/2 lb weight loss. Oh Yeah!!!! I couldn't find any cool picture of 5 1/2 so I had to settle for just 5. I'm a little skeered to weigh in this week but we'll see what "Sal" has to say. That's right. I've named the square box with the flashing numbers. That's not weird is it? I just feel like we need to get to know each other a little more so I named it-I mean him.
I've been really nice and talking to him every day. I even offer to take him places but he says he just wants to hang out in the bathroom. I mean, I just don't know what else to do. I just can't please him.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
My First VooDoo Victim is-Drum Roll Please
The 10 minute GooRoo TONY HORTON! Look at him standin' there all smug.
I know everyone always says the only way to slim down is by diet AND exercise so as promised I thought I would give good ole Mr. E a try. I finally broke the seal on my 10 minute workout video. Suuuuurely, I can endure exercise for a measly only 10 minutes. Right?
As the directions instructed I slipped on my "workout" clothes, put on my tennis shoes, cleared a spot in the living room floor, hit play and the fun began. "Hey, this isn't so bad" I thought with Lou's constant kackling in the background. I was movin' and a groovin', feelin' good about myself and what I was doin'. I was starting to get a little warm, my face turning red and was becoming winded when all of the sudden Mr. Toooony says "Ok group. Way to go. You have just completed your 2 minute warm up". Warm up, warm up? Are you serious? And then I hear him say "Don't forget to do your 2 minute cool down at the end of your workout". I hit pause and had a stare down with the TV.
I gave myself a pep talk and decided...it's cool, I'm down with this. 2 minute warm up, 2 minute cool down and a 6 minute workout. Hey, this is better than I thought. It's actually only 6 minutes. Woo Hoo!
I hit play and began. Again. I'm into it about 3 minutes (max) and am literally about to die when I notice in the corner a clock that is counting down and it's on 7:20. 7:20?? I thought is was only 6 minutes? I worked out a few more minutes (or seconds-whose counting?) and had to sit down.
I can't even believe I'm telling this on myself let alone putting it in writing. Anywho. I sit in my lazy boy and watch the rest of the video and they're just a talkin' and a smilin' while their workin' out makin' it look easy when it's NOT. Come to find out. It's a 2 minute warm up, 10 minute workout and a 2 minute cool down. I am not a mathematician by no means but I know 2+10+2=14 not 10! And don't try to justify it as the warm up and cool down is not exercise because if you are up moving around it's exercise!!
So, I'm going to suck it up, quit being a cry baby and do my best at this. No Pain No Gain! Blah, Blah, Blah. Whoever said that is STUPID and my next mission is to discover who said that and make them my next VooDoo victim.
Until by next cry baby session~
Rose Baggs
I know everyone always says the only way to slim down is by diet AND exercise so as promised I thought I would give good ole Mr. E a try. I finally broke the seal on my 10 minute workout video. Suuuuurely, I can endure exercise for a measly only 10 minutes. Right?As the directions instructed I slipped on my "workout" clothes, put on my tennis shoes, cleared a spot in the living room floor, hit play and the fun began. "Hey, this isn't so bad" I thought with Lou's constant kackling in the background. I was movin' and a groovin', feelin' good about myself and what I was doin'. I was starting to get a little warm, my face turning red and was becoming winded when all of the sudden Mr. Toooony says "Ok group. Way to go. You have just completed your 2 minute warm up". Warm up, warm up? Are you serious? And then I hear him say "Don't forget to do your 2 minute cool down at the end of your workout". I hit pause and had a stare down with the TV.
I gave myself a pep talk and decided...it's cool, I'm down with this. 2 minute warm up, 2 minute cool down and a 6 minute workout. Hey, this is better than I thought. It's actually only 6 minutes. Woo Hoo!
I hit play and began. Again. I'm into it about 3 minutes (max) and am literally about to die when I notice in the corner a clock that is counting down and it's on 7:20. 7:20?? I thought is was only 6 minutes? I worked out a few more minutes (or seconds-whose counting?) and had to sit down.
I can't even believe I'm telling this on myself let alone putting it in writing. Anywho. I sit in my lazy boy and watch the rest of the video and they're just a talkin' and a smilin' while their workin' out makin' it look easy when it's NOT. Come to find out. It's a 2 minute warm up, 10 minute workout and a 2 minute cool down. I am not a mathematician by no means but I know 2+10+2=14 not 10! And don't try to justify it as the warm up and cool down is not exercise because if you are up moving around it's exercise!!
So, I'm going to suck it up, quit being a cry baby and do my best at this. No Pain No Gain! Blah, Blah, Blah. Whoever said that is STUPID and my next mission is to discover who said that and make them my next VooDoo victim.
Until by next cry baby session~
Rose Baggs
Saturday, April 11, 2009
The Number Are Too High :(
On a previous blog posting I mentioned that I would begin a weight loss challenge once BB shipped off to his man/fat camp. Since the numbers on that digital box in my bathroom have such high numbers and BB is gone my personal challenge has begun. My weight loss program of choice is Weight Watchers. I have mentally prepared myself to begin the Beach Body 10 minute workout by Tony Horton. I don't know how that whole physical activity thing and me are going to mix but I'll give it a shot. What else do I have to do? Oh, I know - eat ice cream.
I told the girls and guy at work what I was doing and since most of them are also trying to slim down they decided not only to bond together for encouragement but to make a friendly wager of it. We agreed to put in $20 and hold the contest for 12 weeks. We had our first weigh in on Friday the 10th in the Sulley U Medical Assisting lab. Of course whom ever has lost the largest percent of weight at the end of 12 weeks wins 100 smakaroos.
Wanna see a picture of my new best friend?
Watch for the upcoming results of the weekly challenge. I miss food already. I'm skeered!
I told the girls and guy at work what I was doing and since most of them are also trying to slim down they decided not only to bond together for encouragement but to make a friendly wager of it. We agreed to put in $20 and hold the contest for 12 weeks. We had our first weigh in on Friday the 10th in the Sulley U Medical Assisting lab. Of course whom ever has lost the largest percent of weight at the end of 12 weeks wins 100 smakaroos.
Wanna see a picture of my new best friend?
Watch for the upcoming results of the weekly challenge. I miss food already. I'm skeered!
Friday, April 10, 2009
Strip Club or Team Name?
Ok girls - how many of your significant others have graced the door or doors of one of the many "classy" strip joints where skank ho's remove their clothes to provide men with a cheap thrill? Oh, I'm sorry I'm not being politically correct. Gentleman's Club.
Some of the well known hot spots are:
Some of the well known hot spots are:
- The Club House
- Solid Platinum
- Pure Gold
- Deja Vue and
- Diamond Girls
The funny thing is you can tell they are scandalous places just by their names. Right? Wrong! Diamond Girls is NOT the name of a local strip joint - I don't guess. It's the name of Lou's softball team. What the hell!? Diamond Girls? Diamond Girls? Couldn't they have come up with another name for a group of young pre-teen girls?
I'm so distraught I have to sign off for now but here is a promise to all my fans.
There will be more frequent posts!
What I Am Reading
One of my friends, better known as Mommy Meggie, is amazing. I must credit Meggie with inspiring me to create a blog. She is amazing because she seems to have found not only the time to be a wife, a mom, hold down a full time job and entrain via her blog, myspace and facebook accounts but constantly has her face glued to the inside cover of a book.
Now, I'm sure most of you said to yourself "Self, why would anyone want to read such a book?" Isn't it obvious? Don't worry-none of you should fear. Well, maybe. I don't know who all has access to my blog. However, if you begin to have random, sharp shooting pains in various parts of your body. Sorry about that. I'm new. Leave me alone.
She has a section on her blog that's titled "What I Am Reading" and it seems like there is a different book up there every other day. I mean good lord, it takes me three days just to read the "What's Happening In Our Class This Week" newsletter that Lou's teachers send home every Monday. Seriously, it does. They should really provide some creative writing tips to those teachers. They really, really struggle.
Not only is there a variety of books throughout the week but she now has TWO "What I Am Reading" sections along with "What's In My Car CD Player" (or something like that). So, once again Meggie has inspired me. This time it's to do my own "What I Am Reading" section. So, here it is.
Now, I'm sure most of you said to yourself "Self, why would anyone want to read such a book?" Isn't it obvious? Don't worry-none of you should fear. Well, maybe. I don't know who all has access to my blog. However, if you begin to have random, sharp shooting pains in various parts of your body. Sorry about that. I'm new. Leave me alone.
Forgetting Something
It has been a little while since I have posted and I have missed it. So, to all of my fans; I apologize! Lou feels certain that I have no fans but I know I do.
It has been a crazy, crazy couple of weeks. As time grew closer to BB leaving I spent all my extra time with him. Considering he won't be home until late September I felt certain I would find enough time to blog until my hearts content.
It feels unbelievably odd at home. I constantly feel as though I am forgetting something. Going to bed alone, waking up alone, leaving an empty house, coming home to an empty house is something I am not use to. Although Lou and Bb are here they have other family members that feel they have a right to see them so they aren't here with me all of the time. I don't know where they get off thinking such things - but whatever. Crybabies!
To give a brief update of some of the particulars; BB flew out Tuesday 4/7/09 at 4:31. I have been fortunate enough to speak to him a few times since then. Currently he is miserable. They are at the Reception Station where they are doing a lot of standing, sitting and waiting and more standing, sitting and waiting and pretty much in that order. Oh, did I mention he has to get up at 4:00a.m.! What the crap is all that about? Why do they feel the need to get up so dag gum early? That is way before the butt crack of dawn. The butt crack of dawn is like 5:30a.m. or something like that.
Other than that I don't really have a whole lot to report on BB and Basic Training since his calls come random, infrequent and are short lived. However, I will keep you updated. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
On the lighter side, at least he's in the states and gets to come home in September.
It has been a crazy, crazy couple of weeks. As time grew closer to BB leaving I spent all my extra time with him. Considering he won't be home until late September I felt certain I would find enough time to blog until my hearts content.
It feels unbelievably odd at home. I constantly feel as though I am forgetting something. Going to bed alone, waking up alone, leaving an empty house, coming home to an empty house is something I am not use to. Although Lou and Bb are here they have other family members that feel they have a right to see them so they aren't here with me all of the time. I don't know where they get off thinking such things - but whatever. Crybabies!
To give a brief update of some of the particulars; BB flew out Tuesday 4/7/09 at 4:31. I have been fortunate enough to speak to him a few times since then. Currently he is miserable. They are at the Reception Station where they are doing a lot of standing, sitting and waiting and more standing, sitting and waiting and pretty much in that order. Oh, did I mention he has to get up at 4:00a.m.! What the crap is all that about? Why do they feel the need to get up so dag gum early? That is way before the butt crack of dawn. The butt crack of dawn is like 5:30a.m. or something like that.
Other than that I don't really have a whole lot to report on BB and Basic Training since his calls come random, infrequent and are short lived. However, I will keep you updated. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
On the lighter side, at least he's in the states and gets to come home in September.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Redneck Word of the Day
WORD:
OBAMA
WORD USED IN A SENTENCE:
I bought me a case of beer and drank it OBAMA self
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