Bring it on...................

This was a welcome sight for me.


It was a long hot summer...........

(a great movie with the most handsome Paul Newman)

But it went on and on and on......

a bit too hot, no cooling down,

this last summer...... not the Paul Newman film.

This was a welcome sight too. 

I love nothing more than

to come home from a grueling day at work

and see a package on the front door step.

It makes me a bit giddy.

The anticipation.....will it be what I want?

Will I keep it or will I send it back?

Will it look like it did on-line?

Will I need to get another one?

 

Oh, please, please, please, be what I need.

Bulbs.............yeah..............

I ordered them from

Eden Brothers.

Some bulbs to force....
 

I love having something in bloom....

Always....something in bloom.

It is almost a necessity.

It cheers my soul.

It make me happy.

It soothes me.

 

I will have some paper whites

(10 bulbs)

And (3) large,

well, (2) large and (1) JUMBO

Amaryllis......to go along with

the ones I've been keeping in

the dark, in the cubby.

I'm hoping I will have a so many beautiful

Amaryllis' this year that I won't

be able to stand it.

I will post......

(by the way my Christmas Cactus is soexcited, it can't wait for Christmas, it's in bloom now.

I'll post a picture tomorrow.)

 

My pedicure is getting worse by the day.

I have an appointment for a facial and a pedicure

at my favorite Salon....

The Shiradhara Day Spa.

Hang on little piggies.....your day of beauty is near.

(I tried to paint them at work.....never a good idea

Tuesday can not get here soon enough.

Some restaurants only need one word names.

The Cinegrill is one of them.

This was our Friday Night spot this week.

This is my partially eaten hot Italian sausage sandwich

and spaghetti.

Part of a salad.................................it has capers.....

it never disappoints.

Random....thoughts......stuff...beware....

This is very boring

When I was visiting Megan in OKC, we were discussing the

need for the perfect shade of red lipstick,

we talked of the courage it takes to....

boldly swipe your lips and wear it with confidence.  But first, it needs to be the

blue shade of red NOT the orange-y shade of red.

(or the orange-y shade they seem to turn after they've been on my lips for 20 minutes)

But if you have a firm and beautiful left breast like this....

who cares if

you are wearing a most provocative shade of red.....

only your breast will be noticed.

We were in Sephora discussing and trying

on the samples that looked right,

we were told that perhaps we would need

to use a primer to achieve the

shade that stays true......

This is the current state of my pedicure..................

pitiful, embarrassing,

so in need of some TLC.

Moving on....................I'm sort of trying to grow out

my hair............it's hard to grow out
and it feels a little bit  hopeless...........

and longer hair makes me feel like I look old.

This is the back......(taking a picture with my arm

lifted above my head......sad)

But see how long it's getting,

I can almost pull it up in a pony tail by

itself......
I'm thinking that if I get it that
long, I will only pull it into a
pony tail....and look lazy, because
let's face it....a pony tail tells the world that
you didn't have time to do anything with
your hair, and it says that maybe you're just
a wee bit ......lazy (?)

This is the side view....once again I'm taking the

picture with My left arm stretched to the side.

Here's the other side......taken with right arm stretched...............

I'm really like this hairstyle............it also helps that she's

GORGEOUS......is it the hair or the face?
And let's not forget those beautiful eyes.
*sigh*

Here's another style........

(She reminds me of my niece London....sort of)

I'm diggin' this style too....

I guess I'm still lovin' "The Rachael" but what's not to love about

this cut.......it's sort of timeless.....or am I just

old and can't get out or a rut?

I know, I know, this is not long hair.....it's actually short

hair, but I am really a short hair kind of gal,

It's easier to feel "groomed" with short hair.

This is NOT good hair.  In fact it's kind

of ugly hair.....But she's so beautiful

she can make blah hair Great!!!

I might have a bit of a crush on her.

On to more random-ness.  This is a great Book. 

Megan turned me on to it.

It has lots of recipes, they are easy to prepare

and leave in your fridge.

When you come home you can take the 5 minutes to prep a loaf,

let it rise, and bake.  It is just too too divine for words. The feeling

you get when your home fills with the smell of fresh baked bread
cannot be beat.  I was lucky growing up with
a Mom who was an amazing cook and a better baker.
Her bread is awesome, and I came home
many many days from school to loaves of
fresh homemade bread sitting on the cutting board
waiting for me to slice of the heel and butter
it.  Ummmmmmm
But I digress................


back to my loaf.

This is my loaf as it is ready to go into the oven.

It's a rustic loaf, baked on a brick.  The oven is heated

to 450 degrees and left heating up 30-40 minutes so the

stone/brick is screaming hot.  You also have a

roasting pan in the bottom rack that is hot hot hot.

As you put the loaf in the oven you pour a cup

of hot water into the roasting pan.

A tremendous amount of steam fills the oven

you close the door and let it bake.  The

steam makes for the hard crusty crust.

It is amazing.

This is my loaf as it emerged from the

oven in all it's crusty glory.

Ready to make my simple meal of

pasta - extra luscious.

This is the loaf from the book...........I think mine

looks just as scrumptious.......don't you?

Lastly.........it's cold outside.....what to do with

my flamingos that are cruising around

in the back yard.  I left them out in the

snow last winter, and they didn't seem any

worse for the wear...

Maybe they can stay out this winter too.

 

That pretty much sums up my weekend,

lips,toes, hair,bread, flamingos

a great combination in my book :)

 

p.s. we had biscuits and gravy for our Sunday

after church supper.  They were FANTASTIC.

Now, I'm laying on my bed trying to
psych myself out to start another week
at work.  On November 3rd, I will
have 36 years of service.  That's a lot
of Sunday night psyching ones self
out for work.  I ask myself:
"Self, how many more years will
you be doing this?" and that little sad
nasty part of my brain tells me:
10 more years Patti,
10 more Years.

double *sigh* 

Time

This doesn't match a favorite quote 

from Michael Landon:

"Whatever you want to do, do it now.

There are only so many tomorrows."

 

I'm having a real problem

with time management.  I only do what

I want to do.....not necessarily what

I should do.

 

What to do, to make sure I have

balance with what I want

and what I should do.

 

A Pork-tastic time

Saturday Boyd asked me where I wanted to go to lunch. 

I said I was feeling some "pig love" coming on.

So we went to Famous Daves.

Nothing says pig love like an upside down garbage can lid

full of ribs, brisket, slaw and beans.

It was a rib-a-licous lunch.

This is just picture of the breeze

blowing in the open bedroom window.

I love sleeping with the windows open this

time of year.  It was 62 degrees in the

room this morning.......snuggle a little deeper---ahhhh

Since the hot tub is up and running, I was out

there a few nights ago and it felt a little dark.

I usually string Christmas lights along the deck

railing the weekend after Thanksgiving.  Thank

goodness Target had their Christmas Lights out

I purchased 10 strands and hung them this

weekend.  Happy. Happy. Joy. Joy.

The day in a nutshell.....

 

I recieved a card from my mom......it had pictures of boobs and the song:

Do your Boobs hang low

Do they wobble too and fro

Can you tie them in a ribbon

Can you tie them in a bow

Can you throw them over your shoulder

Like a Continental Soldier

Do your boobs hang low......

 

inside it said:

 

That song isn't as funny as is used to be...huh!

 

No Mom, it isn't!!

These were some items from my pals at work.

I told Boyd I wanted a watch with a big face.........he listened.......I love it

If I get too blind to be able to tell the time in this bad-boy,

I will be in no shape to care what time it is.

We headed over for a smothered burrito (my birthday request) We happened to sit

by these peeps.  Harmony used to nanny for them.  Aria was just a few months old

when she started.  She';s 9 now......so cute.  The were just finishing up and left. 

Later our waiter.....the fabulous and handsome "Ernesto" told us that Matt had paid

for our dinner.   Yeah....Happy Birthday to me.....

These are birthday cards that the Lloyd Boys made for me....along with a reeses peanut

butter cup.....chocolate............peanut butter...................ummmmmmm

 

This is the smothered burrito...with cheese....double beans....no rice...perfection.

When I got home I added my watch to my collection...............this is sort of kooky

I took about 8 of my favorites to the watch shop and had batteries put in them.

But my new one is my favorite...I think I have about 25-30.  I need to purge most

of them and keep the best.  I have a Minnie Mouse that says "Miss Fabulous" on the

face.....Love it, I have an old Mickey Mouse "Steamboat Willie" watch that I love

too.  Oh, shoot, maybe I won't be able to purge as many as I should..........I

do love my new one....she fits right in.

 

Gulp.......yes......I'm...............................

 

 

 

Why does my face look 55 but

inside my head I feel like I did when I

was 25......what's up with that.

So, I'm 55 and I'm ok with that!

What a week...............

Saturday September 29th started out at the movie theatre

with the Lloyd Boys watching the much anticipated

 "Hotel Translyvania". 

They were loving it.........

Later that afternoon we received a call from a motorist that was behind this car.

The car belongs/belonged to Harmony.

This wonderful person told us that she pulled over and was able to provide comfort until

the paramedics were on the scene and took her

to the hospital.

Nothing makes your heart lurch more than walking

into an ER and them telling you: 

"Your daughter is in trauma bay 3, a crisis worker

will come and speak to you."

All kinds of scenarios were playing out in my

head, none of them were good. 

These are some pictures that are appropriate for a blog. 

She has severe bruising where her seat belt was.

In fact, I didn't know that the

body could bruise the way she has bruised.

The airbags from both sides depolyed and she

had some burns on her chin.

I have pictures but they will

not be on this blog.

This "Bride of Frankenstein" stitched gash is wonderful for the

Halloween season.

Harmony was released from the

Hospital on
Sunday the 30th with no head or spine

injuries, which we are feeling like

it is our own private miracle.

I know Heavenly Father was watching

out for her, and I feel very blessed.

Fast forward to this weekend.

Boyd cleaned out the hot tub and

filled her up................yeah for me.

Here are some tomatoes out on the deck

that are hanging in there hoping they

get to ripen.

The rest of this weekend was spent watching General Conference.

My heart was full of gratitude to Heavenly Father for the

many blessings he has given me.  I have determined to

be a better person, one who deserves the abundance that

has been laid at my feet.