Thank You Terry!!

It was such a windy, but beautiful day today. Hubby went mushroom hunting, but had no luck. I planted a few new plants and just hung out all day. Wind or no wind, I can deal with this kind of weather any day. Mom and I tried roasted cauliflower for the first time while hubby grilled steak outside. Yummy. Very good meal. He's becoming quite the grill master. The bad part was I forgot to fix onions and mushrooms. How on earth did I manage that one? Hopefully the weather will hold up so we can do some more work in the yard.

As for the moles. They are still moving a little. However our neighbor has killed 4 of them already in the past couple of weeks. He may be our saving grace!! Thank you Terry!!

Happy Secretary's Day!

Anyone who knows Toni our secretary in HU #1, knows she loves, Loves, LOVES cats. Even though they have not met in person, she's even smitten with Reynaldo. Who wouldn't be? Reynaldo is sending a kiss to Toni to wish her Happy Secretary's Day on April 23, 2009. Thank you for being such a wonderful secretary to HU #1!!!! Now Reynaldo must catch some shuteye...

HELLO? ANYONE THERE??

Remember this guy? I married him almost 4 years ago? Let me tell you another little story about him. This morning he got me up to go to some garage sales. We didn't have much luck so we decided to go to Burger King for breakfast.

As we are sitting there talking about various things, I remember something so I say to hubby, "you know what? I think it was exactly 10 years ago today we had our first date."

To which he replied, "We have not been married 10 years!!"

HELLO??? Anyone there??? Anyone???

Huge Hairy - Get Some REST!!

See this guy? I wish I could've made him bigger. We have new neighbors next door. Stacie moved away taking her beloved girls Tammy and Molly. They were good dog girls. They didn't bark much, just escaped their lush backyard on occasion worrying their mama silly. I miss those unbarking girls.

Our new neighbors? Well very young couple. Not too friendly yet. Maybe it's their generation. Maybe I need to take them cookies or tomatoes or something. Anyway they've been there about a month now. Last Friday a huge hairy something dog moved into the backyard. He even brought his own cage. Being new to surroundings he let everyone know on Friday night and early Saturday and Sunday morning that he just moved into the neighborhood. The welcoming committee must have left him off their welcome to town list. He has the deepest dog voice I've ever heard. He cooled it Sunday night. Monday night. He blew it last night. This working class gal has to get up at 4:30am and not really sure how much longer Huge Hairy can delight the new neighborhood. I always hate to complain because we have 2 hairy girls that aren't always perfect. But then again, they don't bark "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" at 2am either.

Huge Hairy may get a ticket for disturbing the peace if he don't watch out. Or worse yet, Annie may feel the need to contact the 1-800 canine hotline for neglect. Then I just might record him and send it to Dr. Phil for evaluation. Dr. Phil may have to investigate and remove Huge Hairy from his home for maladjustment reasons. Gosh, this could be embarrassing. We all may get subpoenaed to Dr. Phil's show for our own takes on the situation. I wonder if they can black out my image and disguise my voice?

Huge Hairy, I'm off to bed. I know the weather is super nice this evening. It's spring and romance is in the air. I know cause I see all the cats prowling the neighborhood with the tails hooked high in the air. Please Huge Hairy, Ignore the cats, the girls up the hill, and your other next door neighbors who scream for recreational arguments. Just ignore them. Life will get better. You can adjust Huge Hairy. Welcome to the neighborhood. Now go to sleep!!!

WE???

Remember my post about wanting to paint my dining/kitchen? Bad idea. Really bad idea. I've created a monster that I do not know what to do. So I did what any dumb person would do, call a painter. Bad idea. The only thing he didn't do was call me fat and ugly. He may as well have. That's exactly how I feel. For the past two days I feel like I'm in a funk of not being able to do anything right. Then comes this. I cannot afford to pay for the mess I've made to be fixed. THEN on top of all that, hubby announces, after the painter leaves, "I didn't understand why you were doing all that anyway". THEN he went on to explain why he thought so. You know he's so smart about EVERYTHING but he doesn't like to share this. I guess because he doesn't want to show me up everyday.

I love people, who after the fact, know everything there is to know about the situation. They make my funny face turn upside down. Then, knowing how bad I felt, he used the word I hate the most. WE. Yes, WE. I hate the WE word. "We'll take care of this, don't be upset." hmmm...My old endocronologist used this word a lot and I always wanted to spit in his face when it came out of his mouth. WE is just too confusing. When someone says the word WE, I accept it as you and me. Rarely is that what the speaker actually intends. I had to give hubby one point for trying. I know it will go no farther than that. However, this time he was actually smart enough to use it in a context that was somewhat appropriate. Only WE means ME. ME will have to find someone else to make ME feel stupid about the mess ME'VE created. ME will have to make phone calls from ME stupid cell phone. ME will have to pay for absolutely everything to make ME kitchen livable again. ME will have to try and repair the mess ME have made, while WE golfs or parks WE arse on the couch.

ME is going to pop the top off my diet code red mt. dew and me is going to pretend it's a strawberry daiquiri. THEN, me is going to grab a bag of peas from the freezer to soothe ME headache. After that, ME will then use the bag of frozen peas to soothe the bottom of my nice soft feet..In Hopes...of Warming them up... on WE arse...


Oh, and on top of all this, Rascal Flats is on Dancing with the Stars. What is wrong with this picture???? I'd rather watch the stars dance to bluegrass...

The Things We Do For Love

See this ugly thing???? Me too. Everyday. I hate it, absolutely hate it. But, hubby loves it. LOVES it. He snatched it up at the Cardinals store. Afraid of where it might be going, I put it to the back of my mind. As soon as we got home, on the front porch it went. Normally this is where I like to hang a basket of flowers or wind chimes. This is my new decor for 8 possible months of the year. I'm excited can you tell? Why on earth do people make things like this? Kinda like those old ugly silk flower arrangements you get on occasion. The ones in primary colors or the color of peach. Trying to spare my hubby future agony, I told him it would probably get stolen. "Nah" he said, "I doubt it." I seriously doubt it too.


Oh, the things we do for love.

A Surpise in the Mail

Would you look at this please...I love my angel wings and note cards. Thank you Blue Ridge Gal!! I have a perfect spot for my wings, in my kitchen. The notecards are always much needed around here!! Thanks again for drawing my name!!!!!

Photo Hunt - Triangle

I took this last fall during a walk. The gates going into an old home. Triangles sit atop the welcome pillars. Go visit Sandi to see some more triangles at Whistle Stop Cafe Cooking!

Opening Day Part II

Oh what a day. I wish I could do it all over again and again...

An hour after the game started and it was a blustery 41 degrees. Lets factor in the wind chill, all I can say about that is, it's just too cold!!

We got inside the stadium an hour before game time. Fans were taking their seats.

Because we had to walk around, hang out in the shop and talk with our new friend Joe, we missed a little of the introduction of all of the Cardinal players. This was one of my favorite parts.

A whole lotta Ford Pickup Trucks.

What's a game without Fredbird? Well, it just wouldn't be a game now would it?

Brendan Ryan had the right idea. I had to turn around and get his pic on the jumbotron because all of my pics were blurry when they drove by.

You know what's coming. The Grand Ole Flag. A bald eagle was turned loose to fly around the field for a short time after the Star Spangled Banner. Awesome!! Fans were going ape nuts! We got to see Stan Musial walk up to the pitcher's mound to throw out the first pitch. Actually because, "he threw out his arm the night before in practice," Red did the honor for him.
That was awesome too. He's 88 years old and skinny as a rail. I'm not sure how he got out of that golf cart, but he did. (The young girl driving was a cutie, I bet he really didn't want to get out of that golf cart!) I'm sure it was a fantastic, memorable day for him too. It gave me chills!!

Fans, fans, fans...

Yes ladies, I got to admire this for quite some time on Monday evening!

Here's Ryan and his stirrups. THIS my friends, is what a baseball uniform SHOULD look like!!!!

For all you Cardinals fans out there, you know all about Big Mac Land. And if you don't, sorry, I just don't have time to go into details. Notice Ronald McDonald.

This guy was sitting beside my husband. He had the right idea. My nose sure was cold, especially after catching glimpses of him.

Pujols. Albert Pujols. A few years ago I found a tshirt for hubby that said, "GOT PUJOLS?" All the old men commented to hubby when he wore that shirt. I need to find him another.

I have no idea what this fella's name is, but he came flying down the steps out of no where. Begging, I mean BEGGING for volunteers to do a naked dance off. Men only I should add. Everyone was volunteering their neighbor. I tried to get hubby to volunteer, but he's just a private dancer if you know what I mean.

If you can click on this photo to enlarge it, looks like Duncan is looking straight at me. I love this picture! Quite a view from where I sat!

The naked dance off. The guy to the far left sat behind us. He did quite the little bootie dance. The guy to the far right was out of his mind. That's all I'm gonna say about that!! I had such an awesome time on Monday and hope to do it again next year.

Opening Day Part I

We LUCKED into Opening Day tickets yesterday. Thanks to a co-worker who already had tickets, he was offered other tickets and thought of us. This is the first time hubby and I got to see an Opening Day Game. Fun. A blast. We'd love to "LUCK" into these tickets every year. I don't think I've ever seen St. Louis so friendly and fun. Even, considering the biting cold, windy weather.

There was entertainment all around. Newcasters getting comments for the 5:30pm news.

Fans fans everywhere. You can tell how dreary the day appeared. Enthusiasm couldn't be dampened!!

A cold weathered fan, prepared...

A welcoming sign. Notice, the 2009 All-Star game will be in St. Louis this year. If any of you may know any inside tricks to get at least 2 tickets, PLEASE email me. That would be so incredibly awesome of you to do so!!!!

Fans...

Bands on every side and every corner. This guy was awesome. Hubby wasn't as quite appreciative of the entertainment as I was, he was more interested in chasing down the freebies. Why is it that people who cannot get enough free stuff really irritate me? Always have. I've made plans for next year already. Hubby will have to find a friend to help find the freebies, I will just enjoy the entertainment!!!

Perfect color coordinated tulips. I wish I had this pic for the "Stripes" Photo Hunt this past Saturday!

Now I know this guy kept warm. He made sure everyone read his sign.


This was a video I took of some funky line dancing. Hubby kept walking off, so I kept taping, he had to be patient. I was having a good time. Next year I'll be dancing too. While he's chasing free stuff that is...

Okay girls, are you sure you are suppose to be doing this? I told the hubby they were Amish Girls Gone Wild. He looked at me like I had two heads. I went on to explain they left their community. I think he was wondering if that were true...

The Old Man Band..the funny thing was...

these two inebriated guys dancing their booties off to the Old Man Band Music. They were having quite the time. Their two girlfriends sat on a bench far back giggling. They were not feeling the cold weather.

Everyone was getting their faces painted. After making the suggestion several times to hubby, he finally relented. He loved it but wished he had shaved before we came. I love his goatee/mustache, but he hates to shave. So once a week he shaves. Another good reason to shave.

I would hate this job. There were about 4 people airbrushing...

he HAD to have the word Cardinals on there. HAD TO!!!

I followed suit. Since it did snow/was snowing that day, I opted for the blue starburst which reminded me of wintertime. I also had a little added sparkle too. Even the old ladies said mine was prettier...heeheehe...

Hubby looked a little long at the Bud Light truck. I was afraid he might hookup here.

Dancing was just a part of the fun filled day. Tweety was in his element with Sylvester shaking his tail too.

Fountains were even Cardinal Red.

This has always been one of my favorite views in St. Louis.

A little posed maybe? A new friend told me to put on his hat so I did. A good Christmas card maybe?

Our new friend. He struck up a conversation over St. Louis Cardinal Floor Mats. I now have his email because he wanted me to take his picture so he could send it to his son in the military. Actually he wanted me to use his cell phone, but I thought my digital camera would be better. He was very sweet. He was VERY happy the airbrushing was free this year. Last year he brought 6 grandkids and had to pay $4 a piece for them to get painted. He was tall and showed us a picture of his son, the Marine, who stands 6'9". Can you imagine? Where were the tall boys when I was young and single?

At this point we left the shop and went back to our seats in Right Center Field on the bleachers. Great seats. I tried getting bleacher seats last year, but couldn't. It was the first time hubby and I actually stayed in our seats without getting up. It was just too cold. Every once in a while it would snow or spit a little sleet like stuff. The temp said 40, but with the wind chill, it was pretty darn cold. It was a day I am so thankful for because we had such an amazing time. The spirit in St. Louis, contagious. Only if everyday could be like Opening Day.

Supper

Tonight I made hubby's favorite. No lie, we eat or he eats pizza a lot!! It's his absolute favorite. We've had so much pizza in 10 years it shouldn't be legal. But, I have to admit, thanks to hubby, I have found a way to make it that doesn't taste too bad. Most days it's better than Pizza Hut and much cheaper. Notice my part. It has mushrooms. I started to say plenty, but I'm not sure about that. I think I could stand more!!