One Of Those Days

In between the whining about issues arising from my latest medical drama, and enduring the pain a 3.2 cm kidney stone that’s obstructing a bladder causes, I missed an important date up in here.

I thought about the date weeks ago and wrote a really nice blog post in my head. I even went so far as to make a list of pictures I wanted to include in this special post.

After all, it’s not everyday you celebrate one of the best days of your life.

There have been more important days. Like the day I pledged my love to McDaddy in front of 250 of our closest friends and family in a church with a broken air-conditioner. And then there were the two days when I was in the hospital PAYING someone cash money to make a seven-inch gash just above my business end so that a baby boy could be extracted from my body.

Those days were the BEST and most important days of my life.

But there are a few other days – days not quite as important as a birth or a marriage, but still special – that I will never forget.

I am referring to one of those days.

June 22, 2012

A year later, it is still so hard for me to believe.

It started out like an ordinary day. I tried to keep my emotions in check, but in reality, I was nervous. And excited. We were on our way to a Wendy’s in Lexington, Kentucky.

To meet a stranger.

Who was selling this.

He and McDaddy had talked at length on the phone.

McDaddy had talked at length with me about not getting my hopes up too high because a Craig’s List advertisement can be deceiving.

But lo and behold, the car was ALL THAT and a bag of horsepower.

And a short thirty-minutes after pulling onto that lot, I was pulling out in my dream car.

A car I had dreamed about for five years. A car that I prayed about.

Yes, I said prayed about.

I was accused on Facebook today of being obsessed with this car.

And I guess the truth is, I just might be.

What I Learned This Week

It probably won’t matter to any of you, but I am pleased to report that I FINALLY remembered to keep an ongoing list of some things I learned this week.

And that is quite an accomplishment, seeing as how I am hopped up on pain / urinary spasm / antibiotic medication. I stayed at home all day waiting on a call from the Urologist. He called me at 8:51 AM (and yes, I did exclude him from my 10 AM bleeding or dying call-rule!) to ask if I was still in pain. I told him I wasn’t in any pain, but still had the URGE TO PEE AT ALL TIMES. He said he would get his nurse on it, so I was hesitant to leave my house without hearing from him first.

Just my luck.

As of 10:47 PM EST, I am still waiting….

But enough about my medical complications. Here’s what I learned this week.

1. There is a rule in baseball that if the catcher hits the batter/runner as he’s running to first base, he is out.

After a quick trip to Google, it appears that this rule applies only after a bunt. It may also have something to do with the side of the first base line the runner is running in. I can tell you it caused some havoc and mayhem at the baseball field this weekend.

2. My mother-in-law drinks after NO ONE. Not even my father-in-law.

Not a huge deal. But you’d think after being in the family for 21 years, I would have known this before now.

3. I have 111 APPS on my iPhone.

4. I have more APPS on my iPhone than anyone in my Sunday School class. Even the Emergency Room Doctor, who came closest to me with 87 APPS.

5. There are over 900,000 iPhone APPS available.

6. If you plan to visit an amusement park this summer and worry that your smart phone battery might not make it through the day, the iTrent charger is a great product.

7. The urge to pee is a pain in the butt. Or elsewhere. Either way, it’s a nuisance.

8. If you misspell a word bad enough, spell-check can’t give you any suggestions.

9. It is difficult to concentrate on a What I Learned This Week post where there are two loads of laundry sitting inches away smirking at you.

10. Summer is moving way too fast.

11. Cleaning one hamster cage is much easier than cleaning two.

12. If you hound Sears about a six-month-old, leaky washer long enough, eventually, they will bring you a brand new one and take the leaky one away.

13. Getting a new non-leaking washer will be worth every phone-call, head-ache, and blog post it took to get it.

That’s what I learned this week.

Now, what did YOU learn?

To join in on the What I Learned This Week carnival, simply follow these steps.

1. Any time this week, publish your What I Learned This Week post on your blog and link to this post.

2. Link up with the Mr. Linky form down below. Please put the link to your POST, not the front page of your blog.

3. Then visit the other participants and see what they learned this week.

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File This Under Medical Problems

Last Wednesday, I sat down on the big, blue, bloggy couch and I began to compose a blog post about our weekend. Alex made all-stars and played his heart out four nights in a row before his team was eliminated from tourney play. That same weekend, McDaddy accompanied Stevie on Webelos Weekend. I had planned on telling you all about it.

That is, until I was in so much pain all I wanted to do was go to bed and wake up feeling better.

For the past few weeks (maybe even a month, at this point) I’ve had the overwhelming urge to pee. And though that might not seem like a big deal, SISTER, BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY IT IS MADDENING.

After running to the bathroom to let six drops of pee fall from my bladder thirteen times, I was done.

I took two over-the-counter pills for urinary spasms and I took my bulging bladder to bed.

I felt better the next day and was convinced my urinary problems were over.

Until about 6:00 PM EST.

We were out to dinner with my in-laws and I was MIS-ER-A-BLE.

By 10 PM, all I could do was sit on the toilet and let the pee escape three drops at a time.

Like I said, MIS-ER-A-BLE.

By midnight, I knew it was going to be a L-O-N-G night. I was experiencing horrible pain in my right kidney and I went through the house like a tornado looking for the pain pills the ER Doc gave me when I had a kidney stone in March. I popped that pill like an addict and it wasn’t down five minutes before resurfacing.

I paced the floor for fifteen minutes before being drenched in sweat and lying on the tile floor in the bathroom trying to cool off.

By the time I woke McDaddy up, I had emptied the contents of my stomach and then some. I was a hot mess from the sweat and the effort it took to empty the contents. I got dressed and made my way to the car, while McDaddy got the kids up and walked them to the car.

When we arrived at the ER, I was never so happy to see AN EMPTY ROOM in all my life. In between crying fits, I thanked the good Lord for His provision. The Triage nurse called my name pretty quickly and it wasn’t long before I was ushered to the back, given a hospital gown, and handed a little plastic cup to pee in.

Six drops. And that was it.

Thankfully, six drops was enough to determine what they needed to determine.

As was the case when I went to the Emergency Room back in March, it was a full three minutes after they injected the IV with Toradol that I was loving life and ready to foxtrot my way out the door. Instead, I decided to have a CT Scan to find out where the sucker was hiding.

Oh, and THIS is after just having a kidney ultrasound and abdomen x-ray last week as a follow-up to the March episode and subsequent urinary problems. Funny thing is, neither of these two little darlings showed anything at all, causing my Doctor to believe that all was well in Julieville once again.

But alas, it was NOT.

I was released from the emergency room after the ER Doctor came in to let me know that yes, yes indeed the kidney stone was present and accounted for. He then said it was small and I shouldn’t have any trouble passing it. I was sent home with five prescriptions and some paper funnels that I would use anytime I had to pee.

Have you ever tried holding a paper funnel under your business end while you peed? It’s not as easy as it sounds, believe you, me.

I used the same funnel the first few times I peed, and I was pretty sure I passed the stupid thing. But I’ll never know because I dropped the friggin’ funnel into the toilet before I could get myself situated.

Like I said, “Not as easy as it sounds.”

The next day, I received a call from my medical Doctor informing me that upon review of the CT Scan, he could see that the kidney stone was obstructing my bladder.

Y’all.

It never friggin’ fails.

This whole time I’m feeling like I have to pee every four minutes.

And when I do go, there are six drops. AT. THE. MOST.

He then went on to say that I would probably need a procedure to have the thing sand-blasted or whatever it is they do to those little monsters and the next thing I knew my head was spinning and I was looking at a medical procedure that would require me to be put to sleep and a scope of some sort, well, you can just imagine.

In the meantime, I’m popping pills like a crazy person and dreading the “procedure” that I’ll have to have later this week.

You can be sure Ill have lots of blog fodder once they get that stupid thing up out of there.

In the meantime, I’ll be drinking lots of water and saying some prayers.

I’d appreciate it you’d whisper a little prayer for me, too.

Have a great Monday, y’all!

What I Learned This Week

Every week, I say I am going to keep a running list of things I’ve learned this week to make writing this post easier. Because without fail, by the time Monday night rolls around, I have forgotten every doggone thing I wanted to remember, and I sit here flipping back and forth between Facebook, Words With Friends and whatever happens to be on the television at the time, straight-up struggling to remember even one thing I learned this week.

And wouldn’t you know, I’ve been so busy with all-star practices and games this week that I neglected to keep a running list.

So, as best as I can remember, here’s what I learned this week.

1. ALWAYS zip your camera bag COMPLETELY, or your zoom lens might fall out of the case and onto the road.

DANG.

2. A big, fancy DSLR camera does you no good if you forget to put your SD card back in it before taking it to the ball field.

3. An all-star baseball game is like a regular baseball game. ON STEROIDS.

4. There is a lot of energy and excitement at all-star games.

5. The stupid Avast antivirus software on my laptop gets on my every last nerve.

6. And so does my laptop when it decides ON IT’S OWN to restart itself so that it can update the stupid Avast antivirus software.

7. It’s hard to lose weight when you often eat a bowl of cereal before bedtime.

8. There are a LOT of coach-pitch baseball rules.

9. There are even MORE coach-pitch baseball rules in an all-star tournament.

10. I have a LOT to learn about coach-pitch baseball, especially since Alex has two more years to play it.

11. Chicken in a Biskit crackers are addictive. Except there probably aren’t any chicken or biscuits involved in the making of them.

That’s what I learned this week.

Now, what did YOU learn this week?

To join in on the What I Learned This Week carnival, simply follow these steps.

1. Any time this week, publish your What I Learned This Week post on your blog and link to this post.

2. Link up with the Mr. Linky form down below. Please put the link to your POST, not the front page of your blog.

3. Then visit the other participants and see what they learned this week.

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Most Of All He Walks With Integrity

He leads by example, serves with gladness, gives more than he takes, and walks with integrity.

He is confident – but not proud.

He is gentle – but not a pushover.

He is in control – but not controlling.

I am blessed and thankful that he is my baby daddy.

My dad….  (according to Alex)

My dad’s name is: Steve

He is: 39 years old. Oh, and he is turning 40 this year.

He is: Big as a horse.

He has brown hair and black hair.

His favorite drink is: Water or Gatorade. Well, any color except green.

He likes to go to: Vacation to see like grandma and grandpa.

He likes to: tickle us.

I love my dad because: he is a great and funny dad and if he didn’t work we wouldn’t have stuff.

I would like for you to know: that my dad is funny and special.

My dad… (according to Stevie)

My dad is funny because: Let’s see, how should I put this? He turns words like “ant venom” into uncle venom. In other words, he says some real funny stuff.

My dad thinks I am funny when: I tell funny jokes.

My dad is 39 years old.

His favorite thing to do is: That’s a tough one. Because there are a lot of things my dad likes to do. I think his favorite would be, 4-wheeling.

His favorite color is: blue.

My dad’s job is: He has a couple of them. He works in the Air Force in electrical engineering. His job at Honeywell is, oh, I don’t know that one.

He loves to eat: chocolate chip cookies.

He is really good at: working on cars.

My dad loves when I: How should I put this? When I do things without being asked.

My dad always says: Somebody’s making money, but it ain’t us.

My favorite thing about me dad is: that he loves us.

I would like for you to know that dad: looks just like me.

McDaddy, I am truly thankful for the Godly example that you set for our boys. I hope you have a wonderful Father’s Day!

I love you!

Friday The Thirteen

Thursday Thirteen is one of my friend Becky’s favorite features on my blog. She has been a long-time fan of Thursday Thirteen and if I go too long without posting one, she’s all up in my business asking “When you gonna run another Thursday Thirteen?”

When Becky and I first became friends, we had to have little heart-to-heart.

Only, she would probably call it something else.

You see, around here, it is a BIG, FAT, HUGE, NO-NO to call my house before 10 AM during the summer months or even weekends.

My motto is, unless you are bleeding or dying, or calling about someone who is bleeding or dying, you should not, under any circumstances, be calling my house before 10 AM.

Thank you and Amen.

Becky gets up at the crack-o-dawn. I, on the other hand, stay up half-the-night, and sleep late. I also allow my kids to stay up late when school is out. I learned a long time ago the later I let them stay up, the later they sleep. And since I am in favor of anything that results in me getting to sleep later, well, let’s just say we are night owls up in here.

So, Becky, these thirteen random thoughts are just for you! But don’t call me to discuss them until after 10 o’clock in the AM.

1. Toddlers and Tiaras is back on my daily docket. It seems like each season those pageant directors add another “supreme” to their top award. Yay for another season of all-out crazy. It is the mega, triple, top, supreme of my TiVo.

2. Homemade pepperoni rolls are a big hit with my kids. I bought Rhodes frozen rolls. Followed the directions on the back (waited 4 hours for them to raise), flatten each roll out, fill with 2 slices of pepperoni and a handful of mozzarella cheese, baked for 15 minutes on 350. YUM!

3. Alex’s first all-star game is Friday evening at 8pm. I am so nervous. I have never been nervous before a baseball game before now. I hope these 7-8 year old little fellas come ready to play!

4. I was mentioning to someone just the other day that our house is less than one mile from a grocery store, a Rite Aid, the library, all three schools my kids will attend (the Middle School *might* be a mile and a half), a gas station, two pizza parlors, a Chinese restaurant, two automotive stores, the Family Dollar, the Dollar General, the Post Office, my hair dresser, Wendys, McDonalds, the biscuit shop, and a gun store. I absolutely love our little community.

5. Steve and Stevie are headed off for a Webelos Weekend camping trip. I am most looking forward to driving the SKY all weekend with Alex.

6. It is also Father’s Day weekend. I have the best daddy a girl could ask for and my husband is a great example and role model for our boys. I realize I am so very blessed.

7. Our boys are on a Cocoa Pebbles and Fruity Pebbles kick. It doesn’t get much better than a big bowl of cocoa pebbles.

8. This bladder thing I have going on  is THE PITS. I am still taking over-the-counter medicine every few days and it does help. But once the medicine wears off, it is back with a vengeance.

9. McDaddy just told me that You Tube is addictive. I feel the same way about Pinterest.

10. I absolutely HATE spam. I think there is a special hole in a really warm place for Spammers.

11. It is now 12:06 AM on Friday. I suppose this post will now be called Friday Thirteen.

12. Stevie was born on Thursday, December 12th. I was sweatin’ it because the medical staff didn’t come get me for my C-section until after 8pm. Under no circumstances, did I want him to be born on Friday the 13th. Not that I’m superstitious or anything, I just didn’t like the thought of it.

13. I cleaned a lot of pins off of my Pinterest boards. As it turns out, I’m as OCD at decluttering my Pinterest boards as I am anything else in my life.

Yes, I am a joy to live with.

Happy Friday, y’all!

 

Just Like Castrating A Calf

I hit the ground running, early this morning and am JUST NOW at this very moment getting to sit down and relax. (And if you know me, you know that by early, I meant before 10 AM.)

There are four laundry baskets overflowing with clean clothes at my feet, but instead of folding them, I decided to write a blog post. Does anyone really care if our “draws” are wrinkled?

Earlier, I mentioned to McDaddy that my sister-in-law and I tried to watch the Wild Wonderful Whites of West Virginia on Netflix this weekend, but for some reason the TiVo is no longer on speaking terms with our internet connection, and in the world of people who know anything about technology, basically, that means that Houston, we have a problem.

All I know is, that in three short days my TiVo will no longer be recording the shows I have on my daily docket unless McDaddy can work some magic over there in that corner.

I am sitting here on the big, blue, bloggy couch freezing, but I don’t dare say one word about it to McDaddy because yesterday morning I woke up to a 77 degree house (SEVENTY SEVEN, AS IN ALMOST EIGHTY!) and I frantically texted McDaddy to ask if there was something wrong with the thermostat. Much to my dismay, he texted me back and said something about it not being hot enough outside for the air to kick on, but the humidity outside was making it [miserably] hot inside, and all I heard was blah, blah, blah, because I was busy wiping sweat beads from my brow and holy hallelujah, why can’t we just TURN THE FRIGGER DOWN?

Oh, and I forgot to mention I also had a huge, honkin’ zit on my left eyebrow that ached every time I wiped the sweat.

What am I? Fourteen, again?

Between the huge, honkin’ zit and my crazy fit, it’s probably pretty obvious that the tenth of each month should be declared a national day of disaster around here.

And maybe the eleventh, too.

At any rate, I’d rather sit here with my teeth chattering, than reach for a blanket.

With the exception of a death in my family, I had an awesome weekend.

And now McDaddy has busted out the iPad in an attempt to figure out how to re-acquaint the TiVo and the Router.

A few weeks ago, McDaddy mentioned something to me about rock-climbing. He had heard from one of his brothers that there was a really cool place a few hours away, and after a little research, thought he’d ask his dad and brother if they were interested in going. Next thing I knew McDaddy had confirmed that both brothers, his dad, his sister, and our friend Brian were all going on the rock-climbing excursion.

My reply was, make sure your life insurance is paid up and ROCK ON dude!

Pun intended.

In the meantime, my sister-in-law Michelle and I concocted a plan for her and her four kids to stay at our house while the fellas went to climb some rocks. Stevie had his last ball game of the season on Saturday and Alex had all-star practice on Friday night, but we live literally two minutes from the baseball field and so I was pretty sure them staying with us – even on this busy weekend – would work out just fine.

So, on Friday, Michelle and her van full of kids pulled into my driveway and we had as much fun as two moms with six kids could have. Before becoming a Stay-At-Home-Mom, she was a Physician’s Assistant for a cardiologist here in town. She has four kids, but LOOKS LIKE she’s fifteen years old. She dresses like she just stepped out of Vogue. In fact, my nick-name for her is June Cleaver. She is beautiful on the inside and out.

See, I told you.

June Cleaver.

Remember I said she has FOUR kids.

And she never raises her voice.

When we made a quick trip to Home Goods, she wore this cute little yellow skirt with a fashionable top that I wouldn’t even know to wear together. I had on my black Yoga pants (which have never seen the first yoga class, mind you!) my baseball mom sweat shirt and wore flip-flops because I have an ingrown toe-nail that hurts like you know what when I cram this foot into a tennis shoe.

Michelle is hot.

I am a hot mess.

Anyway, so June Cleaver and I went to the Home Goods. She herded all four kids in and out with ease and patience and never raised her voice not one time – and I don’t think I even heard her ever say STOP, QUIT or DO YOU WANT ME TO BUST YOU?

On top of that, she did minor surgery while she was here. Right in my darn dining room.

I’ve had two skin-tags for a number of months right on my waist line.

Sheesh. Who admits that on their blog?

Unfortunately, she left her Doctor bag at home, but when I mentioned I had two skin tags and asked if she could take them off, she was all, I’ll need something sharp, some alcohol, and some gauze.

Next thing I knew, McDaddy emerged from the basement steps yielding a crazy-shaped razor blade and Michelle began wiping it down with alcohol. I pulled down my waist band, exposed my midsection, and before I knew what was happening, June Cleaver in her hot little yellow skirt was sawing away at my skin-tag. I say “sawing” because McDaddy’s razor turned out to be not the sharpest razor in the medicine cabinet or wherever he dug it out of. It hurt like crazy, but seeing as how Michelle was saving me a couple hundred bucks, I couldn’t complain.

Yes, that might be a first.

A few months back, my friend, Cindy suggested I tie a piece of dental floss or thread around the skin-tag and leave it for a couple of days. Eventually, she continued, the blood flow would be cut off and the skin-tag would fall off. She said it would be “just like castrating a calf” but at that very minute, two measly skin-tags didn’t seem like such a big deal after all.

Oh, and its worth mentioning that Michelle rolled her eyes when I mentioned that I visit Diagnose Me Dot Com on a regular basis.

Early Saturday morning, McDaddy’s parents came out and brought three of our nieces. The kids had a great time running and laughing and playing while the adults sat around waiting for pictures of our husbands / kids to magically appear on our iPhones via text to confirm that they were still alive.

I wish I was kidding. But these were some HUGE rocks, y’all.

It’s all fun and games until the kids are all hovered around the hamster cage asking “Why is Apollo on his side?”

When I went over to check it out, I knew exactly why Apollo was on his side.

Apollo had checked out and moved up to his DE-LUXE apartment cage in the sky.

And so I had to act all casual and pretend that he was just resting comfortably until I could get my kids into the bathroom to break the news that Apollo was gone.

A few months back, one of the hamsters began bullying the other one. I did some research on HamstersGoneWild.com and discovered they would have to be split up. So, for the last few months, I’ve been cleaning TWO cages.

I’m embarrassed to say that one of my first reactions to Apollo’s passing was that I was back to cleaning only one cage.

Sad, I know. But that big cage is a pain in the rear, and to be fair, I only signed up to clean one cage.

And I know that at least three of you just went to Google to visit Hamsters Gone Wild Dot Com.

I made the decision to leave Apollo in his cage because it seemed better than the alternative.

Michelle and the kids left after Stevie’s game, but before Alex had All-Star practice. We were at the baseball field until well after 8 PM. We ran through McDonald’s and came home to eat before taking care of business. As the four of us sat around the dining room table, we talked about how much we’d miss Apollo. That’s also when McDaddy mentioned that he had removed Apollo from his cage and placed him in a Ziploc bag and placed him out on the deck until he could dig a hole. When Stevie asked if we were going to put Apollo in a box, I mentioned that we didn’t have a small box appropriate for a proper burial. Stevie – a problem solver at heart – immediately held up his Quarter Pounder box and suggested that is was the perfect size for Apollo.

And so Apollo McHamster will always be remembered as the hamster we buried in the Quarter Pounder box.

Which is crazy, because he was a dwarf hamster and that’s just about what he weighed.

What I Learned This Week

I spent most of the day in the bathroom.

Don’t you just love a blog post that starts off like that?

Before you gag, I suppose I should clarify that I spent most of the day in the bathroom cleaning.

My stupid bladder has decided to go and show itself, and if you’ve never had a stupid bladder infection, you should count your blessings. I bet I peed 417 times, today. My Doctor prescribed an antibiotic and it got better for several days. Today though? Back with a friggin’ vengeance. I decided I might as well just hang out in there to save myself some trouble.

It isn’t often that the urge to purge hits.

So when it does, my best bet is to take advantage OF THE SITUATION and get rid of the clutter and the nonsense.

I dumped the contents of one Longaberger basket out in the hallway. There are no less than fifteen little tubes of toothpaste, approximately ten toothbrushes, and ten or eleven little things of floss, an ace bandage, a candle, four rolls of scotch tape, chap stick, various medicines, some matches, an assortment of screws, and a partridge in a pear tree.

As much as I love my Longaberger basket collection, it aggravates me that I have stuff stuck everywhere.

Say that four times real fast.

Anyway, today was the day to clean the joint up.

I scrubbed, dusted, washed, wiped, peed, purged, swiped, peed. rearranged, sprayed, swept, peed, and mopped.

After three or four hours (and about 371 texts between me and my friend, Missy) my bathroom was a lot cleaner than it was when I started. As I cleaned and admired my bathroom (I know it sounds crazy, but our bathroom is beautiful!) it dawned on me how yucky it looked when we bought the house.

For starters, it had dark green carpet with nail polish stains.

And most of the “wood” was nasty and yucky.

Here’s what it looked like when we bought it.

Sadly, the dark green carpet is so dark you can’t even see it.

And let us not forget about the leaky tub.

Do you see the puff thing hanging from the faucet? The previous owners had a washcloth hanging there when we did the walk through and again when the inspector inspected the place. As it turns out, there was a crack in the tub. The first time we used the tub (to wash the window screens) water leaked out of the tub and leaked from the dropped ceiling in the basement.

Add that to the nasty, dull wood around the tub and before you know it, you’ve spent a small fortune repairing and remodeling the entire room.

But, just have a look.

For starters, McDaddy replaced the nasty dark green carpet with ceramic tile (with special thanks to a DIY You Tube video).

Next, we replaced the wood platform that held the sink with a custom vanity cabinet with LOTS of storage space. After shopping (and then SAVING) for a custom double bowl sink, we finally ordered one from sLowes. (You can read about that experience, here. As is often the case around here, be prepared for a big, windy tale.) We were dismayed to discover that the previous goof-balls owners decided it was perfectly acceptable to stop the wall-paper at the top of the wood platform. That meant there was approximately a four-inch gap between the end of the wallpaper and the top of the countertop.

Y’all.

You can’t know how much of an aggravation that was.

Because of that, McDaddy had to install a “backsplash” above the countertop to HIDE that mess. It turned out beautifully, but it was a headache. Next, we purchased fancy faucets which I ABSOLUTELY ADORE.

I told you the bathroom was beautiful!

Once that was finished – or maybe we did the bathtub first, I can’t remember, now – McDaddy and I shopped for a garden tub. We opted not to purchase one with jets, so when I bathe McDaddy blows into the water with a straw to create a jet-stream in the tub.

Only not really.

Because our new tub was taller than the old tub, it was necessary for McDaddy to build the “platform” up before he could tile it. Then, we found some super cheap perfect tile, and McDaddy worked his fingers to the bone to install it.

And just look how it turned out…

I love our bathroom! And I like it a whole lot better when it’s clean!

That’s what I learned this week

Now, what did YOU learn?

To join in on the What I Learned This Week carnival, simply follow these steps.

1. Any time this week, publish your What I Learned This Week post on your blog and link to this post.

2. Link up with the Mr. Linky form down below. Please put the link to your POST, not the front page of your blog.

3. Then visit the other participants and see what they learned this week.

Alrightythen. Ready, Set, GO!



Pitching A Fit And Catching You Up

I’m going to try to make this quick. Mainly because I’ve been swarping (that’s my word for cleaning with a purpose) and running ALL. DAY. LONG. and I need to get to bed at a decent hour. And also because, my daddy and his friend are coming over BRIGHT AND EARLY to get started on my mudroom shelving unit.

Y’all. I can barely stand it. By this time tomorrow, I could have a place for muddy cleats and wet raincoats.

We’ve had the wood for months. I’ve been Designing My Mudroom on Pinterest for two years. And I’ve been patiently waiting on SEARS to replace our leaky washer since March, because we can’t replace the floor THAT THE LEAKY WASHER RUINED until we have a washer that doesn’t leak.

I’m about to have a big, fat fit on the folks at Sears who insist there is no way to prove that McDaddy really paid for the washer on black Friday, even though we have a credit card statement that states otherwise. How do crazy things like this happen, anyway?

I can’t wait for my daddy to work his carpentry magic and make my dream mudroom a reality. I’m so excited, I could squeal!

Other than that, the only thing I have to report is that Stevie graduated from fourth grade last week, which means he will head to Middle School in two short months. I have a lot I could say about that because our Board of Education made the hair-brained decision to move our FIFTH GRADERS – our sweet, innocent ten year olds – to the Middle School. It doesn’t seem possible that I’m old enough to have a Middle Schooler. I did the ugly cry on the last day of school thinking of him graduating from Elementary School.

What is it about seeing my sweet boy in a square hat and tassel that makes me want to bawl my eyes out every time I see this picture?  It’s going to be a stressful couple of months as I try to prepare myself for this big change.

OH.

Shoot.

How could I forget.

This kid right here?

Will be playing All-Stars this season. I cannot tell you how excited I am about that.

I love the game of baseball and I love watching my boys play. Plus, we get to order fancy All-Star parent t-shirts. Not that I need one more t-shirt, but you best believe if there’s a t-shirt out there with my kid’s name on it, you can best believe I’m gonna order one or twelve of them.

Ok, that’s it for now.

Have a great day, y’all!

What I Learned This Week

After spending the morning and early afternoon cleaning out my dresser drawers and closet, I feel like I’ve conquered the world. And when I drop the THREE trash bags off at the Goodwill, I’ll feel even better.

Man, it feels good to purge stuff and junk!

1. I learned today that I have way too many clothes.

2. I also learned that I have more shoes than any one person needs in a lifetime.

Here’s what else I learned.

3. It is never a good idea to store a Christmas present in your closet. Especially if your closet is a hot mess.

4. We have a water leak in our basement.

5. If you host a blog giveaway in the summer, it’s probably a good idea to set an alarm, or else you might be choosing a winner two days late.

6. A Duck Dynasty duck call at Cabelas will run you about $29,99

7. It is harder to lose weight in the summer than it is in the winter.

8. The All-Star baseball season runs the month of June. (And I’m proud to say our sweet boy will be playing!)

9. It would take approximately 14 hours to drive from Charleston, West Virginia to West Monroe, Louisiana.

10. It is difficult for me to hand my baseball book over to someone when I have to miss a game.

11. There is a shade of pink I do not like. I currently have it on my fingernails.

That’s what I learned this week.

Now, what did YOU learn?

To join in on the What I Learned This Week carnival, simply follow these steps.

1. Any time this week, publish your What I Learned This Week post on your blog and link to this post.

2. Link up with the Mr. Linky form down below. Please put the link to your POST, not the front page of your blog.

3. Then visit the other participants and see what they learned this week.

Alrightythen. Ready, Set, GO!