Boy Toys

Must File Under:

"Things That Made Me Snort and/or Fall Off the Couch Laughing."

On the one hand, I appreciate knowing that my local McD's is out of boy toys (underlined) cause damn - I ALWAYS go to McD's looking for a boy toy. Seriously. At the drive thru. "Yes, I'd like a Filet-o-Fish combo meal with a boy toy. Oh and can you supersize that please???" LMAO. Hahahahaha.......have a great one.....

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaack!

I got a little distracted with life after my last post - but thats OK cause it's only been about 9 months. No, I didn't have a baby. So what happened? Well.....I got fed up one night while trying to choose a free background for this blog. The little idea of "you get what you pay for" ran thru my head - in this case, I was paying nothing, so my blog got...well, nothing. I wrote "Under Construction" as my title, signed out and promptly quit blogging. Till today. I recently discovered, and became obsessed with, "PINTEREST." Any of yall like Pinterest? It dawned on me, as I was searching for funny things to "pin", like this:

that quite a few of my pins would be excellent fodder for a blog. And wowee, I all ready HAVE a blog - it just needed a little TLC! (and a new, "simple" background and template that even I can figure out.) YAY!

Crackers, Popcorn and Chicken...Recipe for a Meltdown

Let me just say upfront that I have the sweetest little boy in the whole wide world. He is my heart. I looked in on him a few moments ago and he looks like such a little angel....fast asleep. The operative word there is "asleep." My sweet, easy to handle child morphed into, well, a 2 year old seemingly overnight. (I think 2 year old should be a four letter word). Cameron discovered the freedom that lay beyond the confines of his pack 'n' play while we were at the beach over New Years. The 1st night he crawled out and came upstairs after we put him to bed, we proceeded to everything you aren't supposed to do. We asked if he was hungry. We told him "no" in a firm voice. We put him back to bed. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. By now I am exasperated. My tone of voice became stressed (in toddler reasoning, this means we have succeeded in getting Mommy's attention!!!). So I put him back in bed...again....and made the quintissential mistake of laying down on the twin bed and watching him. We have a major staring contest and I find myself wondering who taught him the "I can go longer than you without blinking" game??? He begins to stand up in the pack 'n' play and I immediately say "No! Lay down!"...re-emphasizing that he has gotten my attention. I pretend to be asleep. (cause that always worked when we were kids, right??) Maybe if the thinks I am asleep he'll go to sleep. *sigh* Fast forward to Raleigh. Home sweet home....and ANOTHER bed to conquer. Our first night home we put him back in bed almost 10 times. Tonight was just as bad - worse, even, cause he also had a meltdown after we wouldn't let him have crackers and popcorn for dinner. Bad parents we are, we wanted him to eat chicken. (the cows would be proud!). But now he's asleep. And I had a meltdown on Facebook. And guess what? I am not alone. Apparently my toddler isn't the only one who like to test their boundaries. I am not the only mother who found herself sitting on the floor in the kitchen crying because her child wanted to eat crackers and then refused to go to sleep. Let me remember..."This too shall pass...."

Vintage Hat Fabulousness

The blue feather....sounds like a bar....
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WARNING: Not intended for viewers who don't like to laugh...at me. *GRIN*

I specialize in vintage jewelry. Seriously. But I cannot help myself when it comes to vintage hats. Some of them are SO over the top you just have to put them on your head - and then pose with a silly grin. People tell me all the time that I am too serious - well, NOT IN THIS POST! Yes, I did "strike a pose", try on some amazing vintage hats, and really - when I look back at these photos I must say I see a twinkle in my eyes. I HAD FUN. Enjoy!

Who knew wedding cakes looked good on your head?

Beehives re-interpreted.

Sometimes words just fail me.

Baby blue ostrich feathers and curly q's - really liked this one!

With this thought, I close....

"Few women have ever been able to resist the temptation to try on a hat and discover in the mirror a person they never suspected was there." - Unknown

Country Road Take Me Home....

So much has happened since my last post! I can't believe 2 months have flown by! Seems the older I get, the more true this becomes. I so wish I could slow my life down, but it seems someone pressed the "fast forward" button on my life about the time I turned 30 and it hasn't slowed down. Lately I have even begun wondering if life would seem more relaxed and liveable if Darby and I were to move to some teeny tiny town in the middle of some mountains.

With a stream running right through the center of town. And an old fashioned atmosphere where folks still speak to one another, and you have Fall Festivals and Oktoberfests and a good old fashioned Christmas celebration. Sure, we have a tree lighting and Christmas parade right here in Raleigh. But it somehow feels hollow to me. Surrounded by a bunch of people I don't know in the midst of a big downtown just doesn't do much for my holiday spirit. Maybe I am just a country girl at heart, though if push came to shove I am not sure I could actually live in a small town. I fear I have grown too accustomed to the conveniences of city living. But sometimes - when we are driving thru the VA mountains and we go thru a picturesque little mountain town with handmade signs for fresh apple cider, and people smile and wave at you, a little quiet part of my soul feels a very odd tug. How do you ever know if you are in the right place? It's a strange little mental cycle I go thru from time to time....usually triggered by a relaxing little drive thru the VA mountains. Hmmmm....