Windows Down and the Wind in My Hair

Posted on May 2, 2015 by Mama

Yesterday I packed my bags, kissed my husband, buckled in my boy and hit the road for a few fun days in my Oklahoma hometown visiting family and friends, doing some shopping and working on a few small jobs around the house where I grew up. It’s always comforting to come home, especially since I haven’t been back since Christmas, but every now and then I get to experience a moment just short of deja vu that floods my mind with happy thoughts and takes me back to the carefree days of life.

While I had no idea that the purchase of a new bench for my back deck would have me waxing nostalgic, retrieving the darn thing this afternoon in a truck without A/C actually brightened my day and smiled my soul. After loading and severely bungeefying the bench, I turned myself around and headed for home. Somewhere along the few mile way, I found myself driving down Highway 66 with the windows rolled down in my Dad’s pickup truck, my crazy curls flying in my face and Sweet Home Alabama blaring on the radio. And for just a few simple moments, I felt an innocence and freedom like being 16 and reminded myself that it really is so good to be me.

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Guys Don’t Get It

Posted on April 24, 2015 by Mama

Sometimes guys just don’t get it. Yesterday I asked my husband to take an old metal glider to a friend’s garage sale because I wanted to get rid of it. It was the only piece of furniture on our new back deck, but I decided to sell it and use the money to buy something different. Here’s how the conversation went. . .

Hubs: “Now exactly why are we getting rid of the glider?”

Me: “Because it’s not the look I’m going for.”

Hubs: “You mean it’s paid for.”

Me: “No, I mean I want something more rustic out there.”

Hubs: “But it’s covered in rust. How much more rustic can you get?”

Yes, this is the man I live with everyday — exhausting, but loveable. Needless to say, he took the glider to the sale.

The Giant Barn Swing Diet Plan

Posted on April 22, 2015 by Mama

So week number two has come and gone, and while not nearly as impressive as week one, these past seven days were still successful (and that was with a three-day trip to Branson, MO). Okay, so I had a little help with the Branson Trip. . . Just let me say, that Silver Dollar City giant barn swing ride is not my friend.

After riding that silly swing, I felt dizzy and nauseous all at the same time. After an hour with my head on a nearby table, I finally decided to make a shot for the hotel but only made it part way up the hill –you know right where all the funnel cakes, turkey legs and pork rinds are being made (normally one of my favorite spots), and thankfully the placement of a certain restroom facility was right on target.

Needless to say, the rest of my day was shot and Goldfish crackers were about all I ate, other than a yummy looking salad for dinner that met the same fate as my breakfast. Yikes, no wonder my metabolism is in slow-mo, I think I might be “maturing.”

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