A.E.P # 3

 

 

Alternate Eating Plan Rule # 3......

Don't go to your friend Lisa's house, who is the best cook ever, when she has homemade potato soup and chocolate cake with homemade chocolate icing.  Especially don't go, if the next day you are supposed to start a program called Scale Down Alabama, and you have to go weigh in. 

 

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On another note, thank you all for wishing me a Happy Blogiversary.  I plan on drawing the name from the comments either this evening or tomorrow.  So very soon, you will know what's going in the box.  I can't wait to find out what's going in there also!!  :)

 

My, My how time flies......

 

It just seems like the other day I started this blog.  I never would have imagined in a thousand years, that I would now have so many new and wonderful friends.  Y'all Rock!!!  I can remember when I was excited about getting one or two comments, and those were from family.  Now sometimes I might get THIRTY, and I have SEVENTY people following me!!!! I really can't believe it, I mean I really am amazed that y'all keep coming back! 

Today my blog turns 1 year old!!!! Yep January 9, 2008 is the day I started this thing.  Ya know if I am not mistaken today is one of my best friends from my childhood's birthday, so Sonja if you are reading this Happy Birthday!

Let me give you a little background to how this all got started.......

~~~Scooby Doo Dream Sequence~~~

 

I was at the grocery store a little over a year ago, it was probably about October.  As I was grocery shopping, I was on the phone with my sister Lisa.  Here is our conversation (or at least something close to it):

Lisa:  You need to go to this website

Me:  Really what is it (Looking at the date on the milk)

Lisa:  Its called The Pioneer Woman, she writes about her life on a ranch with her Husband Marlboro Man

Me: (stops dead in my tracks in front of the cheese, puts hand on hips and say) What? you want me to go to some website about a pioneer woman???  What does she want me to do grind my own wheat or something?!?!?!?  (Lisa has her own wheat grinder or at least she used to)

(In my head I am picturing an older lady and her husband who smokes Marlboro's of course and live on their ranch, and for some reason my sister is fascinated by this.)

Lisa:  No!!!! You wont have to grind your own wheat!  Just go to the website, your gonna like it.

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So at work a couple of days later I go to the website www.thepioneerwoman.com

and I am hooked.  Apparently like a gazillion other people in the world!  I can get no work done, I am laughing so hard and loud at work that people are coming to check on me, so I make them go to the website and then they are laughing, and so on and so forth.  After a couple of months of reading her website, I started clicking on these interesting things called comments.  I started going to the peoples sites who left them.  That is when I realized that, "Hey, I can do this I think.  Lets give it a shot."

 

And a blog was born......

Not a very good one, but it was a blog.  I didn't even know what to write about, but I trudged on.

Lets read my very first post:

"Well this is my first post, and I don't have any idea what I'm doing. Apparently I am supposed to write down my thoughts, my ideas, my dreams. Lets see how long I last at doing that.
A little about me. I am a busy mom of three wonderful kids, sorry children (they are not goats (:  ), who keep me extremely busy. On top of that I work full time. Thank goodness for my husband without him, I would be crazier than I already am.
So any way that's all , because I don't have anything else to say write now."

Boy that was some great stuff!!! (Can you hear the sarcasm?) I mean since that time I have called my kids, kids a billion times.  Am I a hypocrite or what?!?!

and this is the one comment I had like two months later, right after I met my BBFF Jennifer.

jennifer said...

HEY, I'm out here! I had to read your first ever post (do you do that, read the first one on a person's site so you can see how styles have changed etc? or is this another weird Jennifer thing - wait, don't answer that). I'm totally done stalking you now, and I think I may go clean....I don't know, SOMETHING. Jennifer

I do have to admit I am really really surprised I lasted as long as I have, but oh am I so glad I have.  The experience this has brought me, the friendships are just unbelievably awesome!!!

God has used this blog world in some pretty amazing ways, and y'all I can't wait to see what happens this next year!

Now I am going to do something I have not done in all of my long one year blogging career.  I am going to have a give away.  This give away is a little different though, because I don't know what I am going to give away. 

The only thing I am for sure of is this.  Whatever I give away, will fit in this box:

 

Its about the size of a shoe box, and yes I know its a Christmas box.  You can always use the box next year.  Seriously though I don't  have any idea what I am going to put in it yet.   It will come to me though.  Also I will try my very hardest to get the gift out in a reasonable time frame.  I am a horrible procrastinator, so hopefully it wont be next Christmas when you get this box, and whatever mystery prize comes with it.

So entering is simple just leave me a comment telling me how wonderful I am.  Hahahaha Just kidding!!!

Just leave a comment, I don't care what you say.  Well I do care about what you say, y'all mean alot to me, I just don't want you cussing or being potty mouthed.  Not that, that has ever happened before.  Oh just go leave a comment!  :)

Anywho, Happy Blog Birthday, Blogiversary to me!!!!!!!!

 

Oh Bless My Ever Lovin' Heart

Well its back in all its glory, and I am here, ready to embarrass myself and throw anyone else under the bus with me if they get to close. :)

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Ya Know I just really don't know what to say or do. So I think I will just hold my head in my hands and say "Oh My Gosh, I can not believe I looked like that!"

I had a MULLET!!!! And, And really bad glasses!!!!!!! And look at the V-neck sweater and the button up oxford shirt!!!!! What may I ask was up with that!!!!!!

Then come spring time apparently by the look of the back drop, I opted for my lovely Laura Ingles wanna be dress. WITH SOCKS!!!!!!!!!!

THEN!!! THEN!!!!..............

(Amanda, Robin, and yours truly poodle girl)

Apparently I stuck my finger in a light socket and dyed that yellow sweater green! Cause here I am AGAIN in a V-Neck sweater and a button up oxford shirt! I shudder to even think of the shoes I probably wore with any of those outfits.

I think I am gonna need therapy after this Fro' Me To You. ~sigh~

Ya know what I think???

I think God gives us those awkward stages to prepare us for the future. Cause NOBODY, I don't care how you think you look now wants to go back to looking like that!

For more events that were captured on film, and forever more shaped our lives, join us over at Kristen's. It just might be therapeutic.

That's my story....

 

This story has been told many a times and I am sure differs some between my brother and sisters and myself.

When we were younger, and would go back to where my Daddy grew up. They lived down in Sinkin Cove right down Mont Eagle Mountain in TN/ He would tell us stories to keep us entertained on the way.

One of my favorites that always comes to mind was about this one time when he went fishing.........

I would imagine it was probably that time of year when spring was turning into summer. The air was clean and crisp, not yet to hot, but no where near cool. Something my Daddy like to do was go fishing.

There was this one time Daddy had caught this catfish. He put it on the line on the bank, and ever so often he would throw some water on it to keep it alive. After awhile, that catfish started breathing on its own, out of the water!

So Daddy let it off the line, and it eventually started moving around on the bank. By the time Daddy left it was moving pretty good on its own, so good that it followed Daddy home. So the catfish became Daddy’s pet. It would follow him everywhere.

One day as Daddy was heading off to school, he was crossing a little foot bridge that crossed over the creek. There was a slat missing in the bridge, and Daddy didn’t think anything about. The catfish had followed Daddy though and as Daddy got a little ways past where the slat was missing, he heard a splash. Realizing what had happened he turned around and ran back to that spot on the bridge. He looked down through the opening and saw his pet catfish belly up in the creek. The poor thing had drowned. :(

That’s my Daddy’s story and I am sticking to it. :)

You go PoGo

 

Did you have a Pogo stick when you were younger???  We did, but I was not very good at it.  My specialty was walking on coffee cans with strings that my Daddy made me.  Now when I got older like 12 or something I did have a pogo ball.  Now that I could handle.  I think the pogo stick  was one of Lisa favorites though.  I wonder if it was the cause of any of her broken arms????

Guess what my Daddy got some of the grandkids for Christmas????

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I told them "Don't go pogo right now, its raining and if you hit a slick spot it will fly out from under you!"

Did they listen?? Noooooo!!  Did they almost fall??? Yessss!!

Robin did take some good shots of them with my camera though.  Lets take a look.

 

Jim Wes

Robert Kate

Branden

L. L. got one also, but he had to leave for a basketball game and did not get to play with his here.  When I got home, he started using the pogo stick, but not like you would think, he started using it as a machine gun.  Yep sounds like him.  Well at least he can't break his arm again that way.  :)

Did you have a pogo stick?  How many jumps were you able to get to before falling off?  I think I might have been able to get to three.  Yeah I know pitiful, I am telling you I was much better on the coffee can stilt things.