Three Unrelated Topics

My Delightful Friend Darci gave me a copy of  "Anne of Green Gables" some time ago.  I picked it up the other day and started reading it.  I must say, whoever made it into a movie did a bang up job of casting the characters.  Their performances in the movie were spot on to what I envision the characters in the book to be like.  Either that or I've seen the movie so many times it's impossible for me to divorce their acting from the written word.  Perhaps I can watch the movie this weekend.  Perhaps this would be a good time to point out that I would very much like to have the Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea movies for my birthday coming up soon...on September 3.

I'd also like to point out that today is Administrative Professionals Day and since I am an Administrative Professional, it's basically a day dedicated to the fact that I know how to work the copy machine.  So far, I've received one of those plastic cups with the plastic straws (you know the ones I'm talking about) and it was filled with Crystal Lite Lemonade, complete with a note that said, "Thanks for your 'ade" to MCC!"  Lemonade is a great way to start the day!  I've also received a mug filled with candy, gift cards, and a pen!  I LOVE days like this!  And since I'm also an "Administrative Professional" for Mr. T, I think I can talk him into taking me to out for pizza tonight! 

I used to work for Legacy Christian Church in Kansas City.  I don't remember them doing much for Administrative Professionals Day when I first started working there, but I managed to hound the right people and bring it up numerous times until we started celebrating it.  I can say that the celebration has grown to an All Staff lunch and afternoon at the local arcade.  I'd like to think that I had a role to play in that.  I feel it was the "legacy" I left behind.  So, here is a shout out to all my fellow Admins - HAPPY ADMINISTRATIVE PROFESSIONALS DAY!!!!

Last, but MOST noteworthy, my friend Tara had her 3rd baby boy yesterday.  Welcome Cade Benjamin!  7 lbs, 13 oz.  Mom and baby are all doing well!

That's all for now...


Moth Migration

We had five moths in our house last night.  Mr. T tried to suck them up in a Dustbuster.  It's actually not really a Dustbuster.  It's more like a small vacuum/Dustbuster type thing with a long handle on it that he was wielding up around our lamp trying to get the moths in it.  And much to my dismay, it worked for the most part.

You may wonder why this "dismays" me.  I should point out that I'm not really afraid of moths.  Spiders - ICK!  KILL THEM ALL!  I don't care if they are helpful and eat other bugs!!!  Moths, on the other hand...I don't know...they are like grayish/brownish butterflies.  They don't really scare me. 

My mom, however, IS afraid of moths, but she can handle herself around them.  Crickets are another story.  She is terrified of crickets!  I remember when we were kids, we had crickets in our basement and they would get in the laundry basket.  I can see her now...holding up a pair of jeans to fold and on the side facing me was a huge cricket.  Before I could warn her, she'd turn the jeans around, see that cricket, scream and chuck the jeans across the room.  Then...my most favorite memory of my mother...she'd get the broom and go to town beating that poor little cricket until he was off on a journey to his happy little hunting ground in the sky.  (That really isn't my favorite memory, but oddly enough, it is a fond memory.)  That whole scene was only disturbing to me around the time we were reading, "A Cricket In Times Square" at school.  That's when crickets became like people.

Anyway, back to moths...Mr. T said we get lots of moths at this time every year because they are all migrating to Colorado.  I didn't know they did such a thing.  Before I didn't really care if they died, but now that I know they are on a mission, I feel like it's important they be given the chance to succeed.  Furthermore, Mr. T told me they burrow into cracks in the doorways and windows, then in the morning they accidentally come in the house instead of going outside and get really confused.  What a heartbreak!  Those poor little dears!   

So while he's walking around the house with the Dustbuster-vacuum hybrid, I'm trying to coax them into the palms of my hands so I can set them free outside.  I keep thinking they are going to sense my aurora of good intentions, but I guess it doesn't really work like that.  I have yet to catch one. 

But I'm going to keep practicing.  I think I have a few more weeks until the "Season of Moths" is over.  By that time I should be pretty good at communicating with the moths on a more spiritual level.



Mr. T and I had lunch at one of three Mexican restarants our small town has to offer.

We saw the Highly Esteemed Brooke Grigg's husband, Jason, there.  Mr. T and Jason had a lovely chat, then we all went our separate ways to eat lunch.

Then, I saw Jason leaving with a quirky smile on his face.
That's when I turned and saw them coming.
Four of the staff, complete with maracas, tambourine and a sombrero, coming to sing Feliz Cumpleanos to my man!

Don't be deceived, he loved every minute of it. 
He even wore the sombrero long after the "episode" was over.
(This kind of thing embarrasses me.  I don't order fajitas at Mexican restaurants because I don't like how everyone stares when they carry them out to you and the meat is sizzling up a storm.)

Anyway, at the end of the meal, I asked for a box to take my meager leftovers home. 
Mr. T looked at me like I was crazy, which I thought was kind of hypocritical considering he looked like this at the time...



Mr. T Turns 40!!!

Mr. T's 40th Birthday was a success! 

We spent the morning at home, sort of relaxing and sort of catching up on some "to do's" that didn't get done on Friday.  So the celebration really started around 12:30 when my Mom showed up to surprise him!  We went out to lunch and then headed straight to Destination #1 - The Dancing Leaf Cultural Learning Center.  I was so worried that it was going to be LAME!  Boy was I wrong.  It was a ton of fun!  We went on this tour and learned all sorts of things about pre-historic Nebraska.  Did you know there have been like a zillion Mammoth bones found here, including the largest Mammoth to ever be discovered.  His name is Archie.  You've probably heard of him, so I'm not telling you anything new.  Anyway, next we went on a hike where we drank water from a fresh spring and collected a number of ticks on our clothes.  Then the owners of the place invited us up to see their Oh So Cool house!  Completely magazine worthy.  If you're in this area, GO!  You'll love it.  Oh, and stop by to see us too.

After that, we were off to Destination #2.  We went to the big city to eat at a Mongolian BBQ/Chinese place.  It was yummy!  After that, we left the restaurant and found ourselves in the middle of a hail storm.  Don't worry, we found shelter under a bank drive through and waited out the storm.  There were several tornadoes around us, which I tried to sleep through.  I was slightly worried that we'd be stuck there for a long time.  This worried me for two reasons.  1 - I had to go to the bathroom.  2 - we needed to get back home in time for Mr. T's Surprise Party.  But it all worked out.  The storm got over just in time and we were on our way.

On our journey home, we saw a huge dust storm that was turning into a funnel cloud.  So, like all good mid-westerners, we pulled over to give it a closer look....and it was pretty cool.  Then Mr. T got back on the road and decided to try and pass a semi-truck loaded down with hay.  As he pulled into oncoming traffic, another car started heading towards us, so he slammed on his breaks to quickly get back behind the hay truck.  It gave my Mom and I such a thrill.  I'm pretty sure we both peed our pants.  Mr. T was having the time of his life!

Finally, we made it back home.  We pulled up to the house where we were having the Surprise Party and I started getting really nervous that something was going to ruin the surprise.  As it turns out, there was nothing to be nervous about, because it totally worked!  He was surprised and the house was full of some of his favorite people on earth.  Grandma and Grandpa T brought a lovely cake and giant cookie, along with some pictures of Mr. T.  Guests brought snacks and gifts and the Delightful Scollards opened their home to everyone.  It was a great night.

I think Mr. T felt "celebrated", which is totally what we were going for.  He is worth celebrating!

Happy 40th to the Man of my Dreams!


10 More Things

1) Mr. T turns 40 TOMORROW!  I'll tell you all about it.  Promise.

2) I finished watching Season 3 of Psych today.  Will somebody PLEASE tell me how much longer it's going to be until Shawn and Juliette become a couple!?!  Never mind, I'm sure it's in the next season.  Of course, I said that last season...

3) When I was younger I really wanted to be a cartoon voice.  I even emailed Veggie Tales about getting a job, which was kind of a long shot because I have NO talent.  They wrote back and told me to take some computer classes, which I never did.

4) I just got my haircut and the lady said, "Would you like me to dry it for you?"  And I said, "Duh! I have to go to Wal-Mart next!"  (I said that in my head.)  So she started to dry my hair but stopped halfway through and then said, "Is that okay?"  Guess that's what you get for a $10 haircut.  I plan to go back next time.

5) My house has started smelling like old people.  This fact bothers me on many levels.  I believe it has something to do with item #1 on this list.  

6) If you're not reading, "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" books, you are missing out on one of the greatest joys in life.

7) Mr. T used to swear that he would NEVER buy me flowers from Wal-Mart.  Now he buys me flowers from Wal-Mart almost every week.  That's because a long time ago I read "How to Win Friends and Influence People" and now I pretty much have the world wrapped around my little pinkie.  Including Mr. T, who I "influence" often.  Not really.  Wal-Mart flowers are like 1/17th the cost of flower shop flowers, so it's pretty much a no-brainier.  Also, I never read that book.

8) I tend to run out of things to say at this point.

9) So I stretch the last couple of items out to cover more ground.

10) And that way I don't have to think as much.

Have a great weekend!


10 Things

1.  My husband turns 40 in one week and one day. 

2.  I hope I never again think it's a good idea to rope swing into a lake.  I have now come to grips with the fact that I lack the upper body strength.

3.  I hate high heels...

4.  And nail polish (on me, not on other people).

5.  We planted a garden based on THIS book.

6.  I think Kansas is absolutely beautiful.

7.  I get the giggles when I see little old ladies at the grocery store, scooting up to the check out lane with their arms full of cinnamon rolls and other sweet treats.

8.  My sugar fast is over on Sunday.  It hasn't been perfect, but it's been good.

9.  I'm looking forward to chocolate chip cookies.

10.  And cinnamon rolls and other sweet treats.



I was looking back through some pictures on Facebook and came across this one.

It makes me LOL!

It's a picture of us leaving our wedding.  We're getting ready to run through the rice and hop in our get-away car, which was covered in toilet paper and lipstick.

My hair, face and the fact that I'm carrying a big red Dillon's grocery bag kind of gives me the chuckles.

That is, until I look over at Mr. T.  That's when I full on Laugh Out Loud!  There's something about the way his body looks in this picture and his big cheesy grin...it's too much! 

Plus, I look like I'm fixin' to head into a dead sprint and he's sort of lolly-gagging along.  Such is life.  We look like this every time we run together ("together" being a misnomer, of sorts).

Ahhh, memories.  We were so young back then.  A week from today, we will be celebrating our 10 month Anniversary.  Where has the time gone!?!


St. Patty's Day

A couple weekends ago, we had a "Weekend of Nothing".  It happened to fall on St. Patty's Day, which I refer to as MY day.  Mostly because it reflects my name and because it falls on the 17th (my favorite number) and because I love green.

In order to celebrate properly, Mr. T made this banner and had it hanging up, ready for me to admire when I got out of bed.

There's a little sign in the middle that says, "Kiss Me, I'm Patty!" 
Seems like a pretty logical reason to kiss someone.