An Officer And A Gentleman

Y’all.

It is Monday and here I am.

Summer is almost over and things are in full swing here on the home front.

I have so much to catch my loyal blog fans (all eight of you!) up on, because it has been one CRAZY summer up in here (have you heard that I gave up Coke?) I’ll give that a minute to sink in.

Yes, it’s true.

Once school starts, I intend on getting back into the bloggy groove and keeping things current here on the blog. But today’s news is pretty cool.

See this guy here?

He happens to be my husband.

And the Daddy to these two.

He is a responsible, loving and patient leader of our household.

And, he is a smart, humble and dedicated military officer.

He is the kind of person who does the right thing, even when no one is watching.

With the permission of his parents, he joined the West Virginia Air National Guard in 1991 and left for boot camp less than a week after we graduated. In 1999, he attended Squadron Officer School and was commissioned as an Officer. He’s made several stops along the way, but today? Today, I had the distinct pleasure (along with his Dad) of removing the Major rank that he has worn for seven years, and replace it with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel.

And I prayed the entire time that I wouldn’t drop the rank or the pin backs because EMBARASS!

I couldn’t be more proud of this man.

He makes life fun and exciting.

I love you, Lieutenant Colonel McDaddy!

We Are Not Fancy People

We had two baseball games on the schedule this weekend, but they were both cancelled. Because of that, I spent a good chunk of the weekend cleaning. My bathroom is cleaner than it’s been since we moved in here eleven years ago. And, after several hours of cleaning out closets, drawers and shelves, Stevie and Alex’s rooms are beautiful, straight, and neat. And if I had any sense, I would have taken a picture because in all likelihood, by tomorrow at this time, their rooms will not look like they do now.

On Saturday evening, my fellas and I got all gussied up and we celebrated with McDaddy’s brother, Dave who was inducted into Alderson Broaddus University Hall of Fame.

I’m always leery when we attend a fancy event because, well, WE ARE NOT FANCY PEOPLE, and because there are typically more forks than I know what to do with.

And, also because our boys are eleven and eight and the last thing eleven and eight year boys are interested in, is the fancy.

They picked out these outfits for Easter and I think they look handsome and grown up. Unfortunately, I did not oversee every detail of their pre-fancy dinner preparation, and Stevie ended up wearing one blue sock and one black sock. Alex on the other hand, was wearing white, ankle length, athletic socks.

So funny.

Only NOT.

First, there was an informal reception with hors d’oeuvres (which is a stupid word, by the way!). Several minutes before the reception was scheduled to begin, we lost track of Stevie. The room wasn’t crowded, so it only took a few seconds to spot him. He was standing, plate in hand, at the food table and he was helping himself to cheese cubes.

After a quick discussion about asking before helping ourselves, we had a good chuckle and helped him get rid of the cheese cubes quickly, which was a mistake because the pepper-jack cheese was H-O-T and he hadn’t had time to also grab a drink before we could get his attention.

It’s a good thing they are charming.

For dinner, we were served a chicken breast (with peas and a lemon slice on it), red potatoes and green beans. I was skeptical because who puts a lemon on a chicken breast? And also, because the green beans were the fancy type of long green beans and I was pretty sure they hadn’t been cooked in bacon grease like the ones I make here at home. Alex took a big bite of the green beans and within two seconds, he was dropping the green beans out of his mouth and back onto his plate.

Heaven, help me.

Thankfully, I don’t think anyone else at our table saw the green beans make their way back onto his plate, but I was still mortified.

Other than that, the fancy dinner went well (Except when a grape tomato flopped off of my salad plate and onto the table as I was cutting it up in my salad) and I’m happy to say we made it through without too much of a spectacle.

Like I said, NOT FANCY.

All in all, it was a wonderful evening and I enjoyed spending time with McDaddy’s parents, his siblings and their spouses.

Have a great week, y’all!

Happy Birthday McDaddy!

One of the things that I’ve always loved about McDaddy is that he looks for every opportunity to help others. Honestly, (and I’m not just saying this because he is my husband) if more people were more like McDaddy, America would be a totally different place. I have said many times here on the blog that he is the type of person who does the right thing, even when no one is watching.

In other words, he is a very special person.

And by some strange twist of fate, this special, wonderfully considerate person chose me to be his. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world being married to him. For that reason, I wanted his 40th birthday to be really special.

McDaddy is not big on birthdays. He probably wouldn’t even celebrate if he had his way.

Me, though?

I’d celebrate my birthday for the entire week month of December if I could talk someone into it.

Especially, since this one coming up is a BIG ONE.

Two days before his birthday, I got the bright idea to give him 40 gifts, which at the time sounded like a great idea. It wasn’t nearly as easy as I thought it would be to find forty gifts that he would actually use that wouldn’t cost a small fortune.

But, when I get something in this crazy head of mine, well, you know what happens.

I went to Target, Wal-Mart, Gander Mountain, Family Dollar, Dollar General, and The Dollar Tree.

Plus, I picked up a double-decker chocolate chip cookie cake from SAM’s (because he loves chocolate chip cookies) and then purchased a tube of red icing to jazz it up a bit.

After picking Alex up from school, we stopped to buy some balloons for the occasion. I had intended to tie the balloons to our mailbox, but the wind was blowing like crazy, so they ended up tied to the front door.

Now, just to be clear, McDaddy doesn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that he is forty. (Unlike *cough* others *cough* who will *cough* be forty *cough* very *cough* soon.)

It was fun watching him open 40 gifts.

It took quite awhile.

 I really hope he enjoyed it. The boys and I had a great time celebrating him and his forty years of life. If I could have, I would have wrapped up a Chevy Corvette and a six-car garage.

But alas, that was not possible.

We got him a really nice everyday watch (which he wanted!), car cleaning stuff, his favorite snacks, muscle rub and fiber bars (for his aging body and system!) things for the garage, a movie, a Matchbox Corvette, socks (which he needed!), and several other things.

Happy Birthday, McDaddy! We are so thankful that you were home to celebrate with us and not in Kuwait!

We love you so much!

What I Learned This Week

It’s been a crazy busy few days. Over the weekend, McDaddy and I attended a Jeep Jamboree in Williamsburg, Kentucky (so yes, there are some lessons from the Jeep Trail) and I spent most of today unpacking and doing laundry.

And now this week, I’m in full-on Halloween/Alex’s birthday party/Alex’s class Halloween party week. Back in 2005, my OB Doctor called to say that I was pregnant with a big baby and did I want to go ahead and schedule my C-Section? I excitedly picked November 1st because me and my OCD like nice round numbers.

November 1st – as in, the day after Halloween. November 1st – as in, the first week of the month, which means McDaddy always has drill that weekend. November 1st – as in, always the same week as the school Halloween parties.

And every year at this time, I kick myself for my lack of forethought.

But just like Gloria Gaynor, I will survive.

Here’s what I learned this week:

1. According to a fella on the Jeep Jamboree trail, you can never have too much fan.

2. When you’re on the Jeep trail and you have to use the “restroom,” remember, it’s women on the right, and men on the left. WHY? Because women are always right.

3. If you’re wheelin’ with other “Jeep Peeps” it is important to ALWAYS keep the Jeep behind you in sight at all times.

4. When your Blackberry begins to recite the Bible to you, and you are unable to SHUT THE BLACKBERRY UP, it might have you to wondering, What is the Lord trying to tell me?

5. According to McDaddy it is tough to get white road-paint off of a chili-pepper red Saturn Sky. YIKES, Y’ALL.

6. There is at least one fella working the customer service desk at Kohls that has no business servicing customers. *coughEUGENEcough*

7. The staff at our local Chick-fil-a goes above and beyond every single time I am in there. Most recently, the young guy working the dining room accompanied my mom (who uses a wheelchair) and I to the car with an umbrella in the pouring rain. I have never experienced service quite like this in any other restaurant, ever. And today I called to tell them so.

8. The battery in the SKY key-fob is deader than 4 o’clock. I don’t really know what that means, it’s just something I say all the time.

9. The battery in my beloved iPhone 5 is on my LAST NERVE. I might suck at math but last time I checked 20% was equivalent to 1/5.  Twenty percent should not equal dead.

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!



It’s All Good. Or Something Like That.

I had a wonderful weekend with McDaddy and our friends, Brian and Kelley. We attended a Jeep Jamboree in Williamsburg, Kentucky, which means we spent two action-packed days in the Jeep crawling over rocks, and plowing through mud holes.

There were 180 Jeeps representing 25 states and Canada.

The good news is: We did not end up COVERED IN MUD as we did last year.

Hallelujah and Amen.

Instead, we kept our top (the JEEP top, I mean) and doors ON, AND, we proceeded very slowly through the mud holes.

The bad news is: The shirt that I wore on Saturday (which is also the same shirt I was wearing during the crazy mud splattering episode) still shows some signs of the mud which shouldn’t be a surprise considering how it looked last year.

The good news is: I actually had a REALLY good time and remained calm throughout the entire weekend, even when McDaddy was barreling up a group of rocks that in my opinion we had no business barreling up.

The bad news is: McDaddy scared the ever-livin-daylights out of me when he walked out onto this rock that was every bit as dangerous as it looks.

The good news is: This guy put new tires and a three-inch lift on the JEEP before the Jamboree which means that climbing rocks and clearing stuff was much easier than it would have been three weeks ago.

The bad news is: This guy put new tires and a three-inch lift on the JEEP before the Jamboree which means I can barely get up in the thing now.

You know what?

I love him anyway.

The good news is: We saw some fantastic views on our trail ride on Friday.

The bad news is: According to a local, the fall foliage is about two weeks behind in turning so most of the trees were still green.

Still?

A beautiful weekend in the hills of Kentucky and Tennessee.

How did you spend your weekend?

What I Learned This Week

The boys had the day off from school. I am so happy that we commemorate Columbus Day, not so much because he decided to load up some boats and look for a whole new world, but mostly because I appreciate any opportunity that allows me to sleep in past 6:40 in the AM.

In a moment of weakness, I agreed to spend this day off shopping for Halloween costumes… which really translates to shopping for cool weapons and then choosing a costume to go with them. For that reason, G.I. Joe will be carrying a Ninja Katana Double Sword Backpack this year.

Besides that, here’s what I learned this week:

1. Nothing makes the counter workers at McDonalds come alive quite like a school bus pulling onto the parking lot.

2. If you intend to mail a transfer case through the mail, you should know that the box will look like it went through a war-zone by the time it arrives at it’s final destination.

3. Spider guts are not easily removed from vinyl siding.

4. When you are a grown adult chasing another grown adult with a can of silly string, you should probably make sure the sprayer is turned away from you. And you should probably keep your big mouth closed while doing so.

5. The “B” in Junie B. Jones’ name stands for Beatrice. And she doesn’t like it.

6. Valentin Chmerkovskiy dances much better with his shirt off.

7. Judge Judy says, “Just a second” A WHOLE BUNCH.

8. Tim Hawkins is my new favorite comedian.

9. If you have six red potatoes, some butter, minced onion, salt, pepper, and garlic salt, you can make a mean side dish.

10. There are A LOT of Broadway Shows playing right now.

11. OH, AND MCDADDY IS TAKING ME TO NEW YORK CITY FOR A 40th BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION NEXT MONTH!!!!

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!



Passing The Test

I am sitting on my big, blue, bloggy couch staring at my computer screen. I am at a total loss regarding what I should write about today. My weekend was chock-full of excitement, but unfortunately I’m in one of those moods where I can’t seem to pull my thoughts together.

Though I could talk about the fact that our fancy front-loading washer is LEAKING AGAIN after two freakin’ service calls from Sears, I won’t even go there.

I’m watching American Idol (from last week) but honestly, I don’t dare get started on that because I can’t get past Nicki Minaj and her fake eyelashes yammering on about ladybugs.

Have I mentioned I’m in a miserable mood?

Friday marked the last day of the biggest loser – Mission SLIMpossible challenge. The group will convene for the last time on Saturday for the finale. And before you spend your week wondering, I can tell you, without a doubt that it wasn’t me. Several of us losers met for dinner on Saturday night and one of the guys there proudly announced that he had lost 40 pounds over the course of the competition. Shortly after that I learned that he happens to be married to the personal trainer who was giving the losers advice when we weighed in on the first day of the competition.

Oh, and by the way, thinking about that just made my miserable mood worse.

I’ll be revealing my results later in the week when I can dedicate an entire post to my successes.

The highest point of my weekend came this morning when I received a text from McDaddy.

For months – and by months I mean pretty darn near a year – McDaddy has spent MOST nights studying his pea-pickin’ heart out for a series of SEVEN tests which he must pass to make Lieutenant Colonel. This morning, at 9 AM EST, he was scheduled to take HIS very last test in this seven test series. I listened in on several of the videos he had to watch, but if I told you what was contained in them I’d have to kill you.

His text, in part, said, “Passed the test”

To which me and the boys whooped and hollered like crazy people in the laundry room.

Just an hour earlier the three of us gathered on the couch to pray that God would help McDaddy think clearly and remember everything he had spent months reading. This has been a long, stressful, tedious road for him and I am so glad that it is finally over for him.

And if that’s not a good note to end on, I don’t know what is.

What He Is

He is the provider. He is the protector. He is the head of this household. His shoulders carry a heavy load.

He is honest, and full of integrity. He is the kind of guy who does the right thing even though no one is watching. He uses sound judgement when making decisions. He is honest and fair and straightforward. He is smart, funny and loving.

He travels thousands of miles every month. He spends many-a-night away from home, and he eats more meals than he would like, alone.

When he is here, he is present. When he loves, he does it big. When he gives, he does so unselfishly.

When he is away, he is missed.

And at the end of the day, I am thankful that he is also, mine.

 

Happy Thoughts

Our little family has had a stressful weekend. I am trying to occupy my mind with happy thoughts.

Like my sweet, handsome fellas.

Happy times in the Jeep.

Beautiful sunsets on the beach.

Knowing that this man comes home to me after a long day week at work.

Happy reunions.

World travels.

Crazy, happy times.

 And remembering how proud of this guy I am for his dedication and sacrifice.

I am blessed to share his life.

And right now, that is what I am focusing on.

Happy thoughts.

 

Some Things I Love

When I read that this week’s You Capture challenge is ‘something you love’, I knew I wanted to participate, because doesn’t that sound fun?

My favorite Dr. Pepper is an ice-cold 20 ounce bottle straight out of the cooler. It doesn’t get much better than that.

I triple love this monster. It takes the best pictures, especially at the ball field.

I am forever running out on our back deck to snap a picture of the latest sunset. I love that we get to see such beautiful sunsets from our back yard.

Isn’t this chair fun? It’s one of my favorite pieces in our home.

It is fancy with a country feel.

This next one is probably a bit weird.

but I love a good plate a Mexican food, mostly because of the chips and salsa.

In fact, I’d like to have some right now.

This fella is more than just a thing. He’s my oldest child and I love him a big whole bunch.

This shot looks a tad blurry. Either my beloved iPhone camera failed me or my left eye is playing tricks on me after jabbing it with a mascara wand this morning. (My lands, that sure was painful!)

And this sweet little thing makes my heart happy. I love him!

And without a doubt he would want me to point out that his shoes match his Tiger shirt and hat.

Now this next guy – this next guy - is the love of my life.

Even though I don’t tell him often enough, I love him more everyday.

And y’all knew this was coming…

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this beautiful car.

The Saturn Sky.

Have a great Monday, y’all.