Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
I put on panty hose for work and think “Well, these thighs haven’t gone out of the house without lycra on them since I was 14.” If someone asks me about the color pink, I describe the color as “Blush and Bashful.” When someone makes me mad, I often think they are “a boil on the butt of humanity.”
Yeah, if you don’t know by now that I referring to my beloved Steel Maggies (Steel Magnoliasfor those off you who don’t speak Miss) then we need to rectify that situation immediately and get you a little Netflix subscription, mkay?
So, after several weeks of crazy work, I took off last Friday. The weather man told me the weather was going to be out of this world and I was out of my mind. Bruiser and I decided to go to
I’ve been in DC for about 8 years now and everyone kept telling me to go there and nowI know why. Simply and totally breathtaking!! And only a few minutes outside of the city. I wish I had checked it out years ago.
So, here we are, in the midst of such beauty. Smack dab in the middle of the wonderment of God and nature. And I’m thinking about Steel Maggies.
Now, Steel Maggie-ites, you know where I'm going with this. One of the best all time quotes.This is the kind of quote I want someone to needlepoint on a pillow for me. I promise if you do, I’d essentially carry it around with me. Move over Maya Angelou, Henry David Thoreau and Will-i-am Shakespeare...
THAT was my first thought when I saw THIS:
Sad, isn’t it? I prayed to be more normal when Bruiser and I were at church on Sunday.
We had a great time climbing rocks and acting like kids. We are threatening to go back soon to picnic and find a big ole rock and lay out with a good book. God really does spoil us rotten!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
With that out of the way, I have something you need to know up front.
Look, I can't spell. I have never claimed to be able to do so. I think I was too busy mentally decorating my Barbie Dream Home to be bothered to pay attention to grammar and all that stuff in whatever grade you learn that stuff. So, please don't be offended as I butcher our beloved language.
And, yes, I see that little button that has a "check mark" and has the "ABC" written above it. And, I really do plan on hitting it as much as I can. But, I feel it necessary to warn you up front...it doesn't make a difference as my mom is the only one currently following this blog and she's painfully aware of my limitations.
(And in an attempt for full disclosure, I think you'd like to know that I first spelled "grammar" as "grammer". Told. Ya. So.)