Sleepy Sunday

I just woke up from a VERY long nap. Jealous?

After church today, we headed out for a fantastic seafood lunch. I had crabcakes....YUMMY! So, there I was with a full belly. It was rainy and cold outside, and when we returned home I could hear my sofa whispering my name. OK, it was SHOUTING my name....as was that freshly washed blanket thrown over the back cushions. CB turned on the football game, and it was only a matter of minutes before I was sawing logs. Or, did I dream about sawing logs? Anyway, I didn't fight it, and I woke up about three hours later. I'll never fall asleep tonight, but it was worth it!!

I hope that you all had a wonderful holiday weekend. Ours was better than I could have imagined! We welcomed my side of the family into our home Friday for a belated celebration. The final count was 19. This included both of my parents and their spouses, both of my sisters and their families, as well as one of my cousins and his family. A great mix of personalities, coupled with more food than should be allowable by law, made for a day that went by much too quickly:)

As any good country family will tell you, Thanksgiving in our neck of the woods is never complete without shooting. Not to be outdone by our neighbors, the boys, AND some of the girls, went out to the field to test their prowess. Some were apprehensive, some were awestruck, some were just a little too excited about getting their hands on firearms! (One little brother was a bit nervous when it was his sister's turn to shoot. Evidently, he has not been very nice to her lately!) Others stumbled back to the house with silly grins plastered on their faces. The testosterone shield that surrounded the house encompassed a three mile radius. No animals were harmed in this experiment.

Keep in mind that we do have some City Mice in the family. Hillbilly life is such a novelty, and they were quickly captivated by it's spell. (Too bad they didn't hang around long enough to help burn trash in the burn barrel. Now THAT'S good stuff!)

Tomorrow it's back to the grind. I'm allowing myself a week to relish the Thanksgiving memories, then the Christmas rush begins in earnest. The sad part is...it will be here before we know it.

Give Thanks

Happy Thanksgiving!

In the midst of today's rush, take a moment to be thankful for all of your blessings.

Cool Breeze

Betty Boop just LUVS her some Cool Breeze:) Sorry. This is MY blog, and it can't help but be a little bit girlie!

It's official. Cool Breeze has his own blog! Hurry on over there and leave a message. If your husband is home, ask him to do it. TESTOSTERONE WELCOME. CB has declared war against his feminine side. Poor guy. He enjoys reading our blogs, but is in need of some guy-time! Rest assured that he knows each and every one of you by name, but he'd much rather have comments from people with names like "Race Fan" and "Deer Slayer".....you get the idea.

Enjoy your blog Honey! As you WELL know, it's addictive. Consider yourself warned.

Deep Thoughts

Just a few things that are occupying that vacuous space between my ears today:

-If I ignore the leaves that currently blanket two acres of my yard, will they go away?

-If I choose to NOT send Christmas cards this year, does that make me a bad person?

-How is it possible for ONE dog to shed THAT much hair?

-Are there any teenagers out there who actually clean their rooms?

-Is it wrong to be SO excited about the big Thanksgiving meal? Will my thighs EVER forgive me for eating the big Thanksgiving meal?

-Does anyone really care that I use canned corn when making corn pudding? Is that cheating?

-Who invented the "pop-up timer"? I'd like to kiss that person.

-Why do people wear their pajamas to the grocery store?

-There are HOW MANY days until Christmas??? Oh, dear.

What are YOU thinking about today?

22

Exactly 22 years ago today, Cool Breeze and I were getting married. It was the perfect day - not a cloud in the sky, seventy degrees....and WE. WERE. SKINNY.

CB wore the #22 football jersey in high school. The photo below shows him in action:) When we decided to get married, we perused the 1986 calendar in search of the perfect date. As luck would have it, there was a Saturday the 22nd.....in November. Not my first choice for wedding months, but it had to be a sign!



The only glitch in the day came in the form of static cling. It was hardly noticeable at first, but before long all of the bridesmaid's dresses were creeping up the back of their crinolines!!! Thank goodness for Static Guard.

Stop laughing. You KNOW crinolines were HAWT in the '80's.

This photo features the newlyweds and CB's grandmother. Take a moment to check out the train on that wedding dress. I'm still trying to figure out how I was able to wear a garment that weighed more than I did.

I'll share a few milestones from our 22-year journey:

-Lived in one apartment and three different houses (two of which we had built)

-Produced one FABULOUS daughter who is the light of our lives

-Nurtured three dogs, two cats, and one hermit crab

-While married, with a child, CB passed his exam to become a Licensed Surveyor, and BHE graduated from college

-Managed to keep a small business afloat for 13 years

I have no idea what the next 22 years will hold for us, but I'm excited about continuing this journey.

Happy Anniversary Honey!! I love you.

Sigrid the Shameless

I recently came across this Medieval Name Generator. All you have to do is type in your name, and it will assign you a Medieval name. They are HILARIOUS!!

From now on, I will be known as Sigrid the Shameless! (Should I change the name of my blog??)

Be sure to come back and inform me of your new title:)

Love, Sigrid

Update on Baby Addison

Last week I told you about Baby Addison.


Despite the fact that she has had a couple of frightening setbacks, this little angel will soon be transported to a hospital that is MUCH closer to home. She is getting stronger every day, and continuing to show everyone what a little fighter she is!


BA's mom has been posting daily updates. In one of the posts, she mentioned that BA's crying was "music to her ears". You see, the baby had been sedated while undergoing extensive treatment, and her parents had never heard her REALLY cry. In addition, being able to cry will help strengthen her underdeveloped lungs. She is being treated by a speech therapist, and the next goal is for her to be able to eat on her own.


Please continue to lift this amazing family up in prayer. It may be a LONG time before our church family meets this little one, but she is already loved beyond belief.