Request to WhiskyGirl...

WhiskyGirl may be the only way you'd believe the recollection of our exploring the north GA mountains last week. I would appreciate it if WG would type up the story so I can post it.

Counting a blessing

One year ago today my father was in a car accident, and almost died. When he unexpectedly pulled through emergency brain surgery, the doctors told us he would likely need a year to recover fully. Three months later he was returning to work, almost completely recovered. I just want to take a moment to thank my Lord for protecting my father and my family one year ago today.

Thank you, God!

And also a thank you to my Dad for fighting for his life and pulling through a speedy recovery! I love you, Dad, and I'm happy you are still with us, hopefully for many years to come!

Belated Birthday Wishes!!

While I was out of town, I missed posting two birthdays this past week. So...

Happy Birthday, Mentsh!!

Happy Birthday, Dr. Who!!

Doubt these are true, but they sure are funny!

Here are six reasons why you should think before you speak -the last one is great! Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words back...or that you could crawl into a hole? Here are the Testimonials of a few people who did....

FIRST TESTIMONY: I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My husband didn't say a word...he knew better.

SECOND TESTIMONY: (for hard core golfers) I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."

THIRD TESTIMONY: My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget.

FOURTH TESTIMONY: While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma thatI saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!" The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter.

FIFTH TESTIMONY: Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training, and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, she was clean. Then realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No". I kept thinking "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?" "No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soooooo, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better, thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!

LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY: This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get any! We had a female news anchor that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!

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Photos

I told y'all about my trip to Michigan. Well, while I was there, we went to a garden. Here are a few pictures from that little excursion...enjoy. I'm particularly fond of the first picture.

A feminist I am not!

You Are 20% Feminist

You are definitely not a feminist. In fact, you are every feminist's worst nightmare. You believe that women belong in the kitchen.... barefoot and pregnant.

Are You a Feminist?

Been busy, folks

So I finally got to drive up and meet my new nephew last week. He's ADORABLE!! So incredibly handsome considering his dad, but more believable when you look at his mom. :)

After that I got home just in time to unpack, wash clothes, repack and head out to Michigan. Crazy me decided to drive! I picked up two friends along the way. I drove through GA, TN, KY, IN, and MI...14 hours in all. Pretty good time if you ask me. My roommate from college, who lives in MI is adopting a little girl, so all us gals from college went up to help her get her baby room in order and do some catching up. It's hard to believe one of us is finally going to be a mommy now! It's about time! She's also the only one of us that's married. (We're all 27 or 28 now.) It was great having all four of us together again. We got to do a lot of catching up and hanging out.

I'll tell you what...those Michigan-lefts were starting to get irritating. For those of you who don't know what those are...in order to make a left turn, you have to turn right and then do a U-turn to get back to the original 'left'. I kept getting turned around. I'm glad we don't have those down here.

We went to the Coast Guard Festival while we were there. We got to see a few of the ships coming in to dock for the next couple weeks. Yummm...men in uniform. I probably ended up photographing them more than the ships...hehe.

Ok, well, that's a quick catch up...I got family coming into town today, so I'm gonna be quite busy for a while. I'll be back later on, I guess.

I'm an aunt again!

Baby was born. Check him out at Nate's blog!

Got this in an email...

Lawyers should never ask a Southern grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.

In a trial, a southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, "Mrs. Sanders, do you know me?"

She responded, "Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Desmond. I've known you since you were a young boy and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit, paper pusher. Yes, I know you."

The lawyer was stunned! Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Sanders, do you know the defense attorney?"

She again replied, "Why, yes, I do. I've known Mr. Cristofaro, since he was youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him." The defense attorney almost died.

The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and in a very quiet voice said, "If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you to the electric chair."

I love dogs!

Oh, and Happy Independence Day!

Fortune cookie...

My fortune cookie tonight reads:

Your talents will prove especially useful this week.

I wonder whom I'll meet this week...

In honor of *you know who you are*

I received my very first drunkdial this past Saturday. Thankfully the reception was not very good, so he was spared much embarrassment...hehe.

Rules of Drunk Dialing

1. Only drunk dial when you are drunk. Everything else is false advertisement.

2. It is okay to call someone 27 times in one night. If you don't remember it, it didn't happen.

3. If you are going to drunk dial a family member, say something nice. Ex. "Mom I'm in McDonald's and they're playing our song. I love you"

4.Dirty talk while drunk dialing is always preferred. Who doesn't want to hear your best raspy, phone sex voice at 3 in the A.M. asking to bend them over something.

5. Voicemails are always better. This way your friend can let their friends have fun at your expense for days, even weeks to come.

6. Drunk texting is alright... If you are prepared to read what you wrote the next day when you are sober.

7. It is definitely a good idea to call all of your exes and remind them that you were the best lover they've ever had and everything they know, they learned from you. This way you can sleep well at night.

8. You can also call this same ex and let them know, that you know, that they still love you. Then explain to them that I would still love me too!

9. If you are a frequent dialer, never get mad if someone dials you. Be happy they thought of you in this special time.

10. It is always a good idea to sing on someone's answering machine or voicemail. Especially a show tune.

11. Drunk dialing should be fun and light hearted or dirty and sex crazed... Never angry.

12. Most likely you will never drunk dial your best friends. They are usually the ones taking your phone away and reminding you that "you have a problem".

13. If you deleted a number sober, it was probably for a good reason. Do not try to retrieve this number. Nothing good can come from it.

14. Always call someone you know. Finding random numbers in phone books is bad and usually leads to angry dialing.

15. If your cell phone dies, remember everything happens for a reason. Never borrow a friend's phone to do your dialing.

16. Drunk dialing to foreign country is usually too costly to be a good idea. But if feel like if you don't call this person you'll just die, break rule 15 and use a friend's phone.

17. Drunk dialing may lead to drunk a unwanted response.... Be prepared!

18. Never, I say again, never drunk dial your boss, preacher, grandpa, or friend's parents. If you are that hard up to call someone, there is an 800 number on Budweiser boxes. The person on the other line always sounds cute, plus I think they are used to drunk dialers

Bike troubles...help!

Ok, I am the furtherest thing from a mechanic...so I desparately need some advice. My Ninja is giving me problems. The battery kept dying on me because I wasn't riding it enough, so I bought a battery tender. Once it was charged again and I got it to start, it's still not happy. It won't idle. I have to pull the choke down all the way to even get it started, and at idle it always wants to die. If I rev it some, it will hang around 3000 rpms for a few seconds and then die. If I let up on the choke any it dies immediately. So you see the common theme here...IT DIES! You fellows got any ideas why or what I need to look at to find out why?

¡Feliz Día del Padre!

Happy Father's Day, y'all! My dad even got a card from the dog this year!

Take me out to the ballgame...

Mike, my bro-in-law, is taking me to a Cubs game that happens to be playing in the Braves stadium. I'll root for any team that is playing against the Braves. Mike is a Cubs fan, and therefore tonight, I, too, am a Cubs fan, complete with a Cubs t-shirt.

UPDATE: Cubs lost...oh well. I had a lot of fun anyhow. It's amazing how many Cubs fans were there. I guess that's due to Atlanta being a transplant city. There was the Atlanta drumline there performing on the way out. They were just a tad sloppy, but they were really there just to have fun, and they did. It felt good to have my innerds thumping to the beat of a drumline again...man, I love that feeling. Mike was great company. Thanks, again, Mike for taking me!

dog fight!

So apparently Titan and Wendy can hold their own when their arch enemy, a Rottie named Zeus, comes after them. But poor Titan's skin is so thin, he's got a puncture wound and a handful of scratches. All is well that ends well, though.

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Having fun with the old gang back together again!

That's my Leelee!!

Trail at Sumter Forest.

TGIF just gained bunches of points in my book!

New blogger onboard!

Hey people! I'd like to introduce you to Leelee. We went to college together and we love to hang out together. Go check out her new blog at http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com.

So close....

Yesterday my dad and I set off on a trip together, and I made arrangements to have Titan kenneled while I was gone. We walked out to the car and I immediately smelled smoke. I thought it was interesting. I load up Titan to take him to the kennel to drop him off before heading to the airport, and when we pull up to the Vet/kennel, I see yellow CAUTION tape around the parking lot and a fire engine and several dogs on leashes being held by vet assistants in the parking lot. Apparently the building had been on fire. I found out today from the front page of the newspaper (my sister called to tell me) that 12 pets died in that fire. I praise God that I had not dropped Titan off the night before, or one of those pets could have been him! Here is the story from the local paper...

http://www.gwinnettdailypost.com/index.php?s=&url_channel_id=32&url_article_id=28079&url_subchannel_id=&change_well_id=2