Happy Birthday, Gary!!!

Isn't it funny how you STILL like to play with guns?

Happy Birthday!!!  I love you!!!

Master bedroom

Do you know how hard it is to pick a shade of WHITE?  The amount of options is ridiculous!  My master bedroom was kind of a caramely, gold, peachy color - which was really pretty with the furniture and bedding I had in it, will not be so good with Marlon's Man furniture.  Jenna volunteered to help - yes, she volunteered.  She's helped me paint this room before, she knew what she was getting herself into .  . or onto.  The pot shelf:

I really don't like being on ladders, I chose to paint closer to the ground.

(Notice the HGTV on in the background for inspiration?!)

Even covered in paint, this child is GORGEOUS!!

Thanks for helping me, Jenna!!!  It went a whole lot faster with you there.  Love you!!  XOXOXOX

Birthday update

So my amazing, wonderful, sweet, thoughtful, kind, good-looking children came over on my birthday to hang out with me.  They gave up a Saturday for me!!!  I think that's huge for two 20-something adult children to give up a Saturday for their Mama.  I requested burgers, fruit salad and a coca cola cake.  Don't judge the menu choice.  I AM a burger and fries kinda girl.  They brought flowers!!

         Jeremy was "nominated" to brave the heat and grill the burgers.  Sirloin burgers.

                             

                Jenna was in charge of bacon.  Gary, who's your favorite niece?  :)

Mmmmmm, bacon.

They baked a Coca Cola Cake.

Think candy bar meets can of soda.  So good!!

Then the doorbell rang and a delivery man was holding these:

from my fabulous sister!!!  There aren't any pictures of ME at this birthday celebration, so here is a reenactment of me finding out who the flowers were from:

It was a Saturday, so Marlon couldn't be there.  But he did come by after work to spend time with me.  It was a really good day.  I feel very loved.

100th Post

100 posts?  That's amazing.  Who knew I had so much to blog about.  What should I blog about for my 100th post?  I know:  ME!!!  Since today is my birthday, let's talk about me.  Today is the 22nd anniversary of my 27th birthday.  My brothers would like to have you believe I'm 55 today.  No, I am not.  I am 49 today.  Or 27, for the 22nd time.  I was just Googling "Anniversary gifts by year" to find out what the traditional gift is for a 22nd anniversary.  Most sources list gifts for years 1 through 15, then they skip ahead to 20 and 25.  What happens for years 16, 17, 18 and 19?  At that point most couples probably have teenage children, so forget about gifts for each other - they have teenagers to deal with, right?  One source has all the traditional anniversary gifts listed, it also throws in a "modern" gift category.  For a 22nd anniversary they suggest copper.  Copper?  Are they kidding?  "Here's a penny.  Love ya, happy anniversary." No wonder they skip ahead to 25.  Bring on the silver.  That's something I can work with.  Silver frames, silver candlesticks, silver earrings.  Keep the copper.  I'll just wait a few more years for the silver.  Unless you REALLY want to throw some copper my way. 

Mikie's 50?!!!

Really?  Seriously?  This beautiful baby is turning 50?!!!!!  Happy Birthday, Brudder Mikie!  I love you!!!

Room transformation

Jeremy hasn't lived here since January (Jenna now has custody of him - not quite sure how that happened).  The back bedroom still had his stuff in it, until he gave his bed to his girlfriend when she moved into her own place.  That was my cue.  I moved the rest of his stuff out of the room (and into the garage) and got to work.  The main wall had been painted lemon yellow when it was Jenna's room.  (It looked really good with the stuff she had in there, trust me on this.)  The wall got primed and painted.  It's now the same color as the rest of the room - a shade of white called Crumb Cookie.  I don't know what kind of cookies the paint color naming people are eating - any crumbs I've ever had from a cookie are brown.

Jeremy's furniture was replaced with a couple of Mom and Dad's pieces and my bed and look at it now!!!  (Why am I hearing that stupid theme song in my head - Transformers, Robots in disguise.)  This room hasn't had closet doors in YEARS.  Something about children knocking them off the tracks and me being fed up with having to rehang them.  I drug (and I really mean DRUG) the doors out of the garage, repainted them and rehung them.

The only thing left to do is make this spot beautiful.  It needs curtains and a window seat cushion.  I know exactly how I want it to look, I just need help making it happen.  Hmmmmm . . . . . who to call, who to call. . . .

Mood altering drugs

Is there anything better to lift your mood than a new handbag?  Specifically, the 2009 Income Tax Refund Commemorative Handbag?  'Cause if it's paid for with a refund, it's really FREE!!!!  (do NOT argue my logic.  I am most correct on this.  Ask any woman.)


Friday's are casual at work - meaning I get to wear jeans.  With a black top, these shoes and my 2009 Commemorative Handbag.  Cute, right?  And, because it makes me giggle,  zebra underwear.  Too much information?