Thursday stuff...

So now it is Thursday and the lovefest, press conference (?) is over. I much prefer looking at this lily than thinking about the economy, swine flu, Chrysler, or cleaning off my desk.
Oh yes...the desk cleaning off is the only item that I can do something about, so that is what I shall do.

But first, let me tell y'all about dinner last night. I wanted to try a new recipe, so I printed it out, checked to see what ingredients I needed, and headed to Bi-Lo yesterday. I was making Korean Beef and Broccoli w/Sweet Garlic Sauce, served with rice. Well, of course Mayberry didn't have any 'skirt' steak called for in the recipe, but the butcher (who actually has a Korean wife!) said the bottom round would work just fine, since it was gonna be marinated. I had 'da boyz' (Amy is now working at night school 3 nights/week), so I told Jason he could join us and be a guinea pig (no flu included, of course). We all liked it...yum...and there was not a grain of rice, broccoli piece, nor sliver of beef leftover!

Enjoy your Thursday...the leaves on our trees are literally bursting forth and we are going from brown to green in the nawth GA mountains. What a pleasing color! Yes, there will be pictures tomorrow...but there is paperwork for today. Life is good!

Wordless Wednesday...work is done!

Blog candy giveaway...

If you like playing with paper and want to possibly win some good stampin' stuff, check out this blog by Sarah and leave a comment. I hope I am the lucky winner though...I'd sure like this stamp set. She has some beautiful artwork, so even if you don't play with paper and make cards, you can enjoy her talent. I'll go back and visit her site again!

Ouch, my toe!

Vacuuming was hazardous to my health yesterday. Our weather has really warmed up and I was motivated to do some housecleaning. I kicked off my shoes. Not a good idea. Somehow or other when I was moving around an antique chair of my mother's, I managed to kick it and got a HUGE splinter directly under my big toenail. OUCH big time. I grabbed the tweezers and went hobbling to see the official family splinter remover--Dick. I told him I needed *help* and laid down on the floor in front of him, and stuck my foot up on his lap, closing my eyes to the pending pain that I knew was gonna happen.

He tugged; the LOG refused to budge. He mumbled that he may not be able to get that thing out. I then had visions of a trip to the ER...and all this, merely from trying to rid the house of dust and cat hairs? Not fair! He finally extracted the TREE, hopeful that he got all of it. Not as hopeful as I am, that is for sure!

I used the old timey healing treatment and soaked my foot in hot water laden with Epson Salt. Dick thinks that is a miracle item for healing cuts. He will take a grain or two and place it in a cut, slap a Band-Aid over it, and the next morning, presto bingo, it is pratically healed! Now if you try this yourself, it is at your own risk as we are not doctors and don't proclaim to be. OK? Now that the disclaimer is done, have you read the label on Epson Salt? I did last night and was astounded to read what it is really used for! I never knew!!! OK, for those who are too lazy to rush to their medicine cabinet to grab a bottle--it is a laxative! My Mother always used it on us kids for soaking purposes, not for its intended use. Oh no, there was a BETTER remedy for us kids in that department--Castor Oil! Remember that? I haven't thought about that in a very long time. I wonder if that is still on the market, or has it gone by the wayside like Carter's Little Pills...whatever those were.

So Joy and I are giving a bridal shower here this afternoon for the daughter of a BSP sista, hence the motivation to do some cleaning. Heaven help anyone who steps on this poor toe today. Not kidding! It seems to be better this morning, but I will definitely be wearing shoes all day, just for protection. Enjoy your Sunday...and don't kick any old chairs!

Grandma and her boyfriend...

A 5 year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting, he looked up and said, 'Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend now that Grandpa went to heaven?' Grandma replied, 'Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The religious programs make me feel good and the comedies make me laugh. I'm happy with my TV as my boyfriend.'

Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, she started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem.

The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door, and there stood Grandma's minister. The minister said, 'Hello son, is your Grandma home?' The little boy replied, 'Yeah, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend.'

Hat tip to Roger...

Have a great day. So what are you doing for fun???

Happy birthday, Macey!

Remember my cute hula hooper? Well, today she is officially 8 years old. I was in the delivery room when she was born, and I got to cut the cord. How special is that!

Mom Haley did a very sweet blog about our monkey girl today. Check it out. It describes this gal mighty well, and has a picture of Macey with her monkey collection.

Happy birthday, sweet gal. Grumps and I love you very much! It's a fabulous Friday. I am late posting because I have Scooter, and he is in his crib fighting sleep right now. Having grandkids is sweet, sweet...life is good! Have a great weekend, y'all!!!

Dinosaur poop found!

Just kidding! But couldn't this maybe, just be that? Who knows!
Actually, friends Jerry (above) and Judy made a road trip over to Minneapolis, Kansas, and found "rock formations that are rare and this is the largest group of them and of this size in the world. When we got there, we were the only people there and we got some neat pictures. We saw a pheasant, a wild turkey and a lizard the size of an iguana, but not quick enough on the camera to get those!" Darn, not that I like big lizards, but seeing a photo of one would be OK.

This is a picture of a 'clam shell' with green winter wheat in the background. Oh yes, Kansas is the bread basket of the good ole US of A.

Judy says these are actually sandstone concretions, formed when Kansas was an inland sea. Yes, Al Gore, Kansas used to be under water...

That is "Creeping Charlie" in the foreground, with more winter wheat in the background.

I don't know about you, but I'm ready for some hot bread right out of the oven, spread with butter and strawberry jam! Can't you just smell that bread baking? That is absolutely one of life's best, simple scents. My father used to work for a bread company, and he would frequently bring home an unsliced loaf, fresh out of the oven. I still remember how good that bread smelled and tasted as all five of us kids devoured this treat.

Think about it, and tell me what your most favorite smell is, OK? And if you have time, go check out something special on Haley's site......but don't forget to come back and leave me a comment or else you'll be in DEEP poop today! JK...