not funny

Listen up Motrin, I have a headache not super human strength. Just let me inside your child resistant packaging!

two turtles in a turquoise bed

I've been looking for a bed/headboard for many many years now, like 5. (I say headboard because David is super picky with beds he can actually use, I guess if my feet dangled off the bed I would be picky too, but this is about the only time my feet don't dangle, I do have to vault into bed and have a nice dismount in the morning)

My search is over! My mom and Tia Kay went garage sailing (he he, ok sale-ing) a few weeks ago, I just mentioned I was looking for a headboard and a headboard was out there looking for me! Five dollars brought it home.

I decided to paint it turqouise. Maybe I will take pictures of Michmansion one day. I like bright colors. I have a bright kitchen, bright office and dying to paint our pink bedroom orange (but what would we call it?)

Personal Flaw-- I can not buy a quart of paint. I start to, then think "no no it will soak up way more than a quart and who buys two quarts? a gallon it is" And after using less than a quart I have a mostly full gallon of bright yellow or in this case turquoise paint. The real reason my office ended up the same yellow as my front door!

Here she is!

And my bed.

(pretend I have actually hung things on the walls... its coming I swear)

ps- I mentioned I wish I wrote down all the sayings my meemaw comes up with. the title is straight from her lips.

in honor of the squirrel party in the backyard

I love Mutts. It makes me happy. I get a Mutts a day delivered right to my email.

please please

Please pray for my MeeMaw.

I was going to write a mother’s day post about the wonderful mothers in my life, I still may, they are deserving of appreciation. But I need the entire world to know how special my MeeMaw is, how much of a treasure this woman is, how every moment with her is joy-filled.

I owe my artistic talent to MeeMaw. MeeMaw has the creative gene. She paints, makes cards, ceramics, sews (even Barbie clothes), she can reverse engineer ANY crafty project. If I ever get published, I will dedicate that book to my artist wellspring- her gifts flowed into me, I proudly carry them forth.

When my family moved back to Houston in 1988ish we stayed with MeeMaw and PawPaw for a few weeks till we could move into our new house. It felt like a lot longer to my 4 year old self. It was in the summer and Leah, MeeMaw and I played all summer. Sneaky Pete, Uno without the “mean” cards (MeeMaw never let anyone win, we were all winners and we all cheated), playhouse on the front porch and she let us use real dishes to make our grass soup and sheets for walls, she would help us play wedding, we had the best wedding dresses, slips for veils and nightgown dresses. Everyday we would walk down to Lafayette Park and Leah and I played Star Wars on the big tire swing. I’m glad I got to experience Frances as a MeeMaw.

MeeMaw has taught me what it means to be a Texan. Her vernacular is part of what makes MeeMaw fun to be around. You never know what new-deal-east-texas-c-of-c words and phrases she will whip out. She knows how to make biscuits from scratch; she knows how to make everything from scratch. The span of her life is unimaginable, how the world has changed, how she has had to change with the world. You never know what cultural goodies will come up. I regret not writing them down.

Faith is the foundation of this woman. She knows the bible frontwards, backwards, up, down and around. She knows it and she is it. She loves with the love of the LORD. More recently I have seen in her how accepting she is of others. She accepts differences in people, is quick to forgive when people make mistakes, and loves freely and unyielding. I will always work towards the goal of being Godly like she is; I doubt I can ever achieve it.

Needless to say, I love my MeeMaw.

I beg every reader to pray for her and her health.

just in case you wanted to hear all about the birds and such in my backyard, a very thrilling post

I am super happy my backyard is great “TV”. In the past 3 daysish I have seen the following

Woodpecker
Cardinal- boy and girl
Blue Jay
Monorail Squirrel
Squirrel on this statue’s head

That makes me happy. Also my animal kingdom is back to normal. The last two weeks were torture because Rigby and Abbey would not sleep with me, I could barely sleep. They have returned!! Sweet dreams and Cuddle-topia.

We got them a deshedder comb for a treat. I have wanted one but already have a brush for Abbey and a brush for Rigby and the thought of a third brush seemed…. obsessive. But it was on a clearance endcap at Target, those are dangerous, and for six bucks I thought why not?

A- they love it and wait jealously for their turn

B- I’ve been wanting a kitten and now have enough fur for 3 kittens in my trash, although it is some how unsatisfying without the skeleture or tiny meowing.