When bored.

I took Moon to the doctor today for a check-up and she wouldn’t even let me LOOK at her, much less take her picture. I was reminded of a time when she was a little more amiable. The post below was originally posted Sept, 2009.


The Moonpie and I have a habit of being late for the eye doctor. It’s not my fault, really. They are just so darn far – 45 minutes away, and we only leave 30 minutes before the appointment. Okay, so it IS my fault.


And when the receptionist says they’ll still TAKE us, but only AFTER the other people, we just roll with it.


We kill time by playing the, “Who Can Make the Silliest Face and Most Annoying Noise” game.


It’s amazing how quickly they find a way to fit us in.

Hair today, gone tomorrow (7 years ago today)

(Freeda is still here and going strong. This blog however, seems to be winding down. I’ll try to find interesting content before we say good-bye.)

Sorry. It’s late.

Do you know what every summer for the last 7 years has been like? Sort of like working the janitorial shift at Hair Clips. THIS is what happens when the weather gets warm –

_mg_1678Huge clumps of hair fall out of my dog. The above brush was from ONE quick swipe over Freeda’s coat. The brush is unnecessary, anything  – petting, feeding, sleeping – will cause little hairy tumbleweeds to blow around my house. It’s as COOL as it sounds. I must sweep five times a day, and yet there’s always more. Until now.

That’s right, we FINALLY decided to take Freeda for a haircut.

_mg_1682This is JD explaining “Spa Day” to Freeda.

_mg_1684This is Freeda saying, “No Thanks.”

In my naivete, I thought we’d just stand there and watch. I SO wanted to document the whole process, but no, they sent us away and said to come back in FOUR hours. Yikes. Dogs are such divas.


We finally got the call that she was ready. Rachel couldn’t wait to see the result.


Whoo Hoo. Freeda couldn’t wait to see US.


Hey, where you going?


Uh..you got her Rachel?


Wow. She’s really in a hurry to show off her new “do”. It must be a girl thing.

10 Cool Things

I was all set to blog about New York when I got to the blog and saw that I already did! I guess I ought to read Zolligirl once in a while. I’m sitting at home with the hubby watching The Tony Awards and we’re enjoying all of the performances, but especially the one from On The Town. That was the show we saw last week with Moon, which reminded me that Moon has seen and done a LOT this past school year.

Here’s 10 Cool Things Moon Did/Saw during the 2014-2015 School Year

1. Chicago via segues

2. The Broadway show, On The Town, complete with hanging out afterwards and getting the cast to sign her playbook, NYC

3. Singing along at The Bluebird Cafe, Nashville.

4. The show Wicked at the Fox Theater, Atlanta

5. A Half Ironman in Oceanside, California

6. Learned about pirates and the history of Charleston, South Carolina

7. Partook in a Seder for Passover

8. Ate dinner in Grand Central Station, NYC

9. Had a macrobiotic breakfast on Rodeo Drive, California

10. Went to 4 concerts and saw Goo-Goo Dolls, Daughtry, Miranda Lambert, Brad Paisley, Rascal Flatts, Blake Shelton, The Band Perry, Dierks Bentley, Maddie and Tae, and Dwight Yoakem in concert.

She’s 13. When I was 13 I’d been to 1 concert – The Osmond Brothers – and traveled as far as Cookeville, TN almost 25 miles away.

Obviously, fun skips a generation.

The Education of Moon

It’s been another exhausting, but fruitful, day in the big city! Since my big event isn’t till tomorrow, we decided to do another day of sightseeing starting with a visit to the Museum of Modern Art. The highlights included seeing Van Gogh’s, Starry Night and several Jackson Pollock pieces. The lowlight included some interesting art by Yoko Ono. Like:

The five-and-a-half-minute film consists of a series of close-ups of human buttocks as the subject walks on a treadmill.

Moon was not a fan.

My friend Jeanette has a super cool mom who just happens to live in NEW YORK, so she met us for dinner. And by “met” I mean “paid” which is my favorite kind of dinner! We ate at a yummy restaurant in Grand Central Station and I have photos but am way too tired to upload them, so stay tuned for later.

Afterwards, she hit the subway for home and we hit the streets to see a Broadway show called, On The Town. It was very well done and we had super close seats, (Row A) so that made it even more special. When it was over we waited outside and got some of the actors to sign our program. Again, pictures to come!

It was 10 pm and none of us felt like taking the subway so we walked. The wrong way. Twice. It wasn’t a huge deal, I mean I was HOPING I’d get to see the neighborhood named Hell’s Kitchen, and we were in luck! Thankfully all of the streets are numbered here and it didn’t take long before we figured out that 42 is lower than 43 and perhaps we should turn around.

By the time we leave on Saturday we’ll be practically locals!

Take a moment tomorrow and remember to pray for me. My talk is at 1 and I practiced what I was going to say today with Moon and JD. Moon commented that I said UM about a 1000 times but other than that, I was great.


The City That Never Sleeps

Country Mouse is in the big city and I have to tell you, New York is not for everybody. Sure there are awesome restaurants on every corner, but there are also 1284 people per square foot, and a lot of them are smelly. Still, my trip has been fun.


I now no longer want to drive MYSELF to the airport like some kind of commoner. There is something nice about seeing your name in a car with LIMO plates. It’s even nicer when you don’t have to actually pay for it.



As soon as we got checked in to the hotel, we made our way down the street for some Italian food. I did extensive research for the trip and had a list of all of the restaurants and/or food trucks in our vicinity. Just kidding, we just walked until we found a place that didn’t say $28.00 per entree.

I was so tired from traveling I made the family come back to the hotel for a nap. The city may never sleep but I do! I woke up in time to go dinner, then we hit the hay.






This morning we sent JD down to Starbucks for coffee and breakfast, then we hit the town. First stop, the SUBWAY.


People in New York always act like traveling is so easy – “It’s just a couple of stops on the Red Line.” WhatEVER. We took THREE different trains and made FOURTEEN stops to go FOUR miles.



That’s the Statue of Liberty back there. We could have taken the boat over but after all of those stops, I was about tired of New York Mass Transit.


It was a short walk to the Freedom Tower.


The 9/11 Memorial was very impressive and incredibly moving. We went inside to the museum and even though it was hard, I wish every American could go through it. They’ve done a great job memorializing those lost that day.

After another quick lunch, this time at a deli, we took the subway BACK fourteen stops to the hotel. Since it’s been 90 degrees in NYC, I wanted to shower before heading to my editors office!

We got a nice tour, some free books, and generally walked around pretending we weren’t total posers.



As we were leaving, my editor mentioned a chocolate shop across the street so of course we needed gelato.

We’d taken a cab to the office, but afterward, we got to ride MORE subway trains and since it was now five, so did all of Manhattan. I’m pretty sure I felt up at least one poor woman.

We made it to the hotel in time to brush our teeth and go back out the door. We were meeting a friend’s daughter and her husband for dinner, and since I was over the subway, we walked.  It was only about eight blocks, no biggie.



Until we came outside and found it raining. Luckily, New Yorkers have that down to a science and before the sidewalks could get damp, several impromptu umbrella salesmen had set up shop. We had a $5.00 umbrella before we’d gotten to the cross street.

And now, I’m finally back in bed. Whew. I’m going to be exhausted by the time I get home. And also, fat. And also, BROKE. But I was at least two of those before I left, so no biggie.







Crazy Town

I know I’ve been gone awhile Kittens, but I have heard your heartfelt pleas. Actually there was just ONE, and it was more of a “What have you been doing lately,” than a plea, but you get the idea.

So I’ve been preparing for my big upcoming trip to New York City, and by “preparing” I mean whitening and tightening everything I can. Also, shopping. My friend, Kit, took me to a fancy department store where a lady brought me all kinds of beautiful, TIGHT, clothes to try on. Apparently I have not prepared to the level I should have because she also brought me Spanx. I’m happy to say that some of the items actually looked good on me. I’m sorry to say that all of the items cost more than my couch.



This dress looks fairly basic here, but it’s actually pretty va-voom in person. Of course I may decide at the last minute not to go all fancy and wear this instead:


I think it’s important to maintain a standard.



Hello Again

I know, it’s been a LONG time. So much for my blogging with any kind of consistency. I blame my mother. She and the aunts and Cousin Karen spent the weekend with me and they don’t leave time for anything other than yard sales.

While I was busy with work on Thursday, they hit an estate sale, went shopping, cooked dinner, hung out with my daughter, fed the dog and basically made themselves at home. Which was AWESOME. I wish they’d make themselves at home every weekend! On Friday and Saturday, I hit the yard sales with them. We bought glassware, crockpots, clothing, doll houses, jewelry, chandeliers, shoes, boots, vases, pillows, games, purses and two punch bowls.

Part of the fun of shopping is all of the people you meet. We talked to a bridge player whose wife had just died, a fellow who would perform free-style rap for $1.00, and a diet enthusiast who claims the Whole 30 diet is the stuff of dreams.

After the gang left town, I collapsed in the bed until my brother bought Baby A and Rimfire over to spend the night. I fed the toddler anything she wanted, including lots of ice-cream, and forced the teens to watch Sense and Sensibilities.

Everybody loves Alan Rickman!

Sunday we went to church, ate a nice brunch out, then I went downtown to participate in a townhall meeting about bridge.

So my weekend consisted of hanging out with peddlers, watching Jane Austen, and discussing Whist.  I’m sure all those years spent reading Historical Romances has no bearing on my present life.


Kindred Spirits

Jonathan Crombie, the actor who played Gilbert Blythe in Anne of Green Gables, died last week. As it is the best movie EVER, I made my daughter and niece watch it tonight.


We watched the whole thing, screaming at Anne’s crazy antics, crying over the sad parts, and swooning at sweet Gilbert Blythe. It was a big hit and I was sorry to tell the girls Gilbert had died.

RIP, Jonathan Crombie.




So Much for Consistency

The class I took on blogging said to blog with consistency. Once a week is consistent, no?

It’s not that I’ve been particularly busy, just very, very lazy. I wonder if I could get that classified as a disability. It was all I could do last week to work. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that everyone else in the free world headed out of town for spring break. Everyone but ME and MINE.

Here’s a rundown of the week’s highlights:

Monday – worked. (The fact that this is a highlight should tell you something.)

Tuesday – Bridge night with Moon’s BFF

Wednesday – Wine with Kit

Thursday/Friday – I’ve already forgotten.

Saturday – Cinderella with Kit, Moon and Rimfire

Sunday – Church, lunch with the family, hanging with Moon

The lowlights included a whole lot of time on the computer. It’s gotten so bad that I cannot concentrate for more than 30 seconds at a time. If you can’t give me the scoop in 140 characters, just forget it.

It takes a lot for me to get OVER it, but this weekend I was. Obviously I got OVER being over it, but it was touch-and-go there for a second. Literally, a second.

Hopefully this week will be better. Let’s see, so far it’s been –

Monday – work.

Sigh. Work, drudgery, a dirty house, this is all feeling very familiar.


A girl can dream.