Every once in a while it occurs to me that not all of my friends are on Facebook, but some of them that don't do Facebook DO read my blog. I think wow, my life is pretty boring and quiet and there's not much to tell, but then I realize well, I post little things on Facebook and sometimes Twitter and I can share those on my blog as well.
So here are some tidbits of information - observations - anecdotes - etc.
We are easing into hot weather this week. Tomorrow it's supposed to go up to 84! ACK! I dread the heat. It's the one big drawback about living in Atlanta, the heat in the summer. However, we have nice weather 6 months of the year, winters usually mean decent weather [no snow or ice] 95% of the time, and in summer we stay inside the air conditioned confines of home or in the pool or at the lake. We don't get snowstorms or hurricanes or earthquakes. The beach is 5 hours away, the mountains 1 hour away. I still would rather live here than anywhere else.
After trying my patience a great deal recently, my son is acting better, knock wood. Not perfect, but better. He had gotten really obnoxious. I keep reminding myself... he's 19. He was argumentative with the doctor at his checkup last week, then apologized, and the doctor said "Don't worry about it. I have a 19 year old son," and he looked at me and shrugged. Nice man.
I posted this a few minutes ago: Every once in a while I find myself saying something I NEVER in a million years thought I would say - and I get tickled as the words leave my mouth. It started when I adopted my daughter in 2004 and within a few days I found myself saying "DON'T WALK ON THE SOFA!" Just a few minutes ago I found myself saying to Michael "DON'T BITE THE DOG!" [FYI - He was just playing. Lola's tail was wagging.]
[from yesterday] After working all day yesterday I kept thinking "I'll rest tomorrow. It's Sunday." Um.... nope. Already walked Lola, watered all my outdoor plants and the garden, fertilized and weeded the roses, made tuna salad for Mom, and cleaned out a bunch of old papers I was happy to throw away. Now I'm fixing to run to the drugstore. Then I need to sweep the stairs, clean the kitchen, run a load of clothes, cook dinner, and shower. Maybe I can rest tomorrow... [today I paid bills, fixed Mike's breakfast, fixed Mom's breakfast and lunch, walked Lola, swept the stairs [too tired yesterday], washed and put away a load of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, and polished the silver]
Every day remaining in the week I am working [from home]. Sunday afternoon I am helping Michael write a paper.
The fun never ends.
I have watched this video of what it's like to parachute into Neyland Stadium more than once and it's thrilling every time. I have been to games in that stadium many times, since I lived in Knoxville for 20 years. Never flew in and landed like a bird though!
[from last night] I love fresh garlic. I just started some homemade salad dressing by mincing 2 fat garlic gloves and mixing them with about 2 tablespoons olive oil, some fresh squeezed lemon juice (lime works better), and sea salt. If you make sort of a paste with the garlic, olive oil, and sea salt, the garlic flavor infuses the oil. Just before tossing in the veggies I will add some crumbled feta cheese. My mother developed this recipe years ago and I've never seen anyone not like her salad. / Of course, the stupid part is when you don't wash your garlicky hand carefully enough and then you rub your eyes. That's fun.
Lola has learned that when I leave the house to go to the store or to run an errand that Granny will give her Nilla wafers. So yesterday I ran to the drugstore and while I was gone Lola got right next to Mother's chair and Mother ignored her. She was playing Farmville. Lola got tired of waiting for her treat and put her head back and HOWLED! It tickled Mom. It was very clear what Lola wanted.
She is our comic relief.
Love the meme below. So true.
