Flashback Friday

Coop and Ty 2003 

It’s LOST day!

Enjoy the following video of my favorite character from my favorite show.  (it’s kinda old, but whatever. It’s SAWYER, people.)

So, are you a Skater or a Jater?  Only LOST nerds will understand this reference I guess…

 

 

thoughts on ANTM finale

Can I just say I never thought I would like this show?  AT ALL.  But I got addicted to it one weekend when VH1 was showing a marathon and now I can’t miss it.  As a matter of fact, I will watch the marathons every time they’re on.  It’s THAT GOOD.  OK, anyway…

*spoiler warning*

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YEA WHITNEY!  So glad she won.  Anya was just… bizarre looking to me.  And it’s about time a girl with hips and a booty was in the finale - let alone win the whole thing!  ”Plus size”, I’m sure.  But I think “Noted Fashion Photographer Nigel Barker” wanted Anya to win.  I think he becomes attracted to one girl every season and seems to fixate on her.  It’s a little creepy, but he’s so hot he can get away with it.  I loved Paulina Porizkova.  Twiggy was too nice, Janice Dickinson too bitchy.  And as usual, Ms. Jay was fabulous as ever.  Mr. Jay too.  My only question is for Tyra.  Precisely how does one “smile with their eyes”? Seriously, how does she do it?  Have you tried it?  I have.  And I end up looking like a deranged serial killer every time.  Kris thinks it’s “scary”. Whatever.

(yep, Kris watches America’s Next Top Model.  Don’t let him tell you otherwise.  And he LOVES IT.) 

Hi sweetie!  Smile wit yo eyez guurrrl…

*Tyra’s instructions for “smiling with your eyes” go something like this:

Slightly squint your eyes, but then open them WIDE at the same time, and pull up your cheeks.  IDK.

 

ironically, I was once a music major

We’ve been at Coop’s school A LOT the past few weeks working on the 1st grade play.  So naturally, I’ve got the songs stuck in my head 24/7.  I was singing one of these lovely songs Tuesday night while taking care of a boo-boo for Ty.  He told me to “cut it out”.  I’m all, “you know you love me.”  He said, “yeah, I do, but - I hate your songs.”

Ahem.

This is not the first time this has happened to me.  I remember one night, Cooper was probably 4, and I was dancing around and singing to him in the kitchen, and he says -

“Let’s play the game - ‘who can be the quietist’!”

Wow.  Just… wow.  

If you want honesty, (or insults) … ask a kid.  

 

reminder

Mother’s Day

I had a great one.  I’m so thankful to have these 2 boys in my life.

Here’s something to think about.  It’s an excerpt from Thomas L. Friedman’s Op-Ed column that appeared in yesterday’s New York Times. 

“Whenever I’ve had the honor of giving a college graduation speech, I always try to end it with this story about the legendary University of Alabama football coach, Bear Bryant. Late in his career, after his mother had died, South Central Bell Telephone Company asked Bear Bryant to do a TV commercial. As best I can piece together, the commercial was supposed to be very simple — just a little music and Coach Bryant saying in his tough voice: “Have you called your mama today?”

On the day of the filming, though, he decided to ad-lib something. He reportedly looked into the camera and said: “Have you called your mama today? I sure wish I could call mine.” That was how the commercial ran, and it got a huge response from audiences.

So on this Mother’s Day, if you take one thing away from this column, take this: Call your mother.

I sure wish I could call mine.”

 

 

 

 

 

Flashback Friday

Back in the summer of 2006 when Ty was just 3 years old, we visited a historical farm that reconstructed the physical environment of an early 20th century family farm in the NC piedmont.  It was very authentic.  So, needless to say there were no bells and whistles.  We walked around, looking at the animals, grinding corn, dying fabric with vegetables - Cooper was fascinated the entire time.  As we made our way down to the garden area, Ty stopped walking and threw up his hands - completely exasperated.  We turned around to see whatever could be the matter with him, as he cried out,

“What IS this place?!  They’ve got ROCKS FOR STAIRS, and NO HOLDER-ONNERS!”

 

 

Scout

This is the new puppy, Scout.  Aka Ms. Beatrice K. Nommykins the third, esq.  Our dog Bodie passed away in April at the ripe old age of 15, and we were so glad to have this little one around to help us through it. 

Scout had a tough start in life.  She was abandoned last December at 6 weeks old, during a snowstorm. Who does that?!?!?  Anyway, we adopted her through a local rescue group called AARF.  She’s been a really easy puppy, no major problems.  I’ve just never had a dog with such fluffy hair!  She’s like velcro, this puppy.  Her fur picks up every twig, piece of pollen, dirt - whatever she happens to walk through.  She really is impossible to keep clean.  Plus, she’s a bit of a tomboy - into everything.  The boys are great with her, and she’s best buddies with my mom’s dog, Daisy. 

  

She’s pretty great.  I heart her.

 

 

yee haw

We are the proud new owners of a pop-up camper.  We bought it with my dad, and we’ll just take turns using it.  When I spoke to my brother on the phone about it yesterday, he could hardly talk.  He was too busy laughing at me.  

“How’d you get yourself into that one?”  he says.  He lives almost 2 hours away, a safe distance from being included in this venture. 

“I think it’ll be fun, shut up.”  

“I don’t know, I think it sort of sounds like the premise for a sitcom.  You know, family goes in on a camper together, hilarity ensues…”  More laughter. 

Meh, he’s just jealous.

go

I don’t really know how to begin, so I’ll just start by saying “hi” - and also?  You may want to go ahead and lower your expectations.

more to come!