Happy Anniversary to Me! (well...and Hubby too)

As of today I've been married for twelve years. I like twelve. Always have.

Didn't do much to celebrate though. I had to work and all three of us are suffering from a cold. But I had a good time surprising Hubby this morning with Halloween goodies and enjoying pizza and hockey tonight.

Hubby gave me my present LAST NIGHT, a day early....well, actually he gave it to me at about 11:40, so if I'd waited another 20 minutes it woulda 'technically' been the right day. But anyway, shortly after I got home from work yesterday my poor ill Hubby took a nap. So Bugman and I watched Food Network all night....Iron Chef America (secret ingredient - eggs!), then a bio on the star of one of my new favorite cooking shows, Paula Deen...immediately followed by Paula's Cooking Class, where she shared her recipes for southern fried chicken and her mac & cheese. Oh good golly. Paula's awesome. She's the kind of beautiful southern lady I daydream of becoming some day. Maybe it's because I was born in Virginia...maybe it's because I read Gone With the Wind on summer break in high school....or maybe it's just because almost every southern lady I meet has this charming, genuine, warm....thing....about them. Paula oozes it.

Anyway...the present....after being all hyped up on Paula Deen and dreaming of being a southern lady and drooling over that mac & cheese recipe....Hubby presents me with TWO Paula Deen COOKBOOKS! Ack! The mac & cheese recipe is in there! Oh lordy, the pounds I'm gonna gain just from READING that recipe.

Mmmmmm...

Here's to another twelve.

Beauty in everything

I've been in a rather I-hate-people mood lately. Just lots of little things...people in general not being considerate. But today I saw the most beautiful thing that seriously made my day.

I dropped Hubby off at work and was driving home when I noticed a car ahead of me getting very very close to a bus as it was getting into the right lane. Car apparently noticed Bus was right on top of him and immediately corrected itself. Not 10 seconds later, Car decided to go ahead and cut Bus off anyhow. Bus had to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting Car (probably throwing all the passengers around).

THEN....Bus quickly passed Car, cut Car off like the car had just done to the bus and then made a STOP! Car was stuck behind the bus for a good long time.

I laughed and laughed. It was brilliant. I don't know...maybe you had to be there...but I rather enjoyed seeing a jerk get what's coming to them. Made my morning.

My Boy's Nine!

Bugman is nine years old! How the heck did that happen? Though I had a migraine, Daddy gave him a lovely birthday. Saturday we had a party for him and his friends. Along with 1,003 more toys that we have no room for, his lovely Aunt got him a hermit crab!

Here's Shellder



Once we got him home and settled Boogie started to read the care booklet and noted that hermit crabs are very social creatures that live in packs.

So the very next day we went back and adopted Hermie!



Aren't they adorable?

Manners and the History of Socks

Nearly made a serious error in judgment last night at work. A patron was being particularly obnoxious and curtly demanded that I renew her book. Something in the rude way she said it brought out the Momma in me and I very nearly reminded her to say PLEASE. Part of me regrets NOT reprimanding her like a 5 year old. Is it really that hard to be polite? I think not.

So school....going good so far...I think. Well, Boogie did get in trouble one day and insists he's going to fight with his bully tomorrow by kicking him in the leg. Not really sure how to handle that. I want this kid to leave him alone, and I can pretty much see that if this kid gets a good butt kicking he'll leave Boogie alone, but I also don't want Boogie to get in trouble either.

Since Boogie's been in school I've taken the opportunity to knit while listening to books on CD. I'm halfway through an Alexander Hamilton bio....which led me to ask Boogie if he knew who Hamilton was. Nope. No idea. He knew that George Washington was the first president of the US, but I was surprised to realize that he hasn't really learned much history at school....which of course has me on a mission now to find some history books he'd be interested in. There's a fantastic series of historical fiction called 'American Girl' which of course, is aimed at girls and features girls and therefore he wouldn't touch it because girls are gross. I haven't had a chance to talk to our children's librarian about a boys equivalent, but I have a feeling there isn't anything.

But also, I need to be tricky. Now that he knows that I know that he doesn't know much about history, I can't just hand him a kids history book. There's no way he would read it. So some historical fiction would be great...especially in comic book form. Hmmmm.

Hubby says I need to include pics in my posts to make this blog thing more interesting. If I was organized I would have lovely pics of the single sock and the lace hat that I finished while listening to the Hamilton book, but alas I am not. Oh, I do have a pic of the sock in progress. Pics of the hat will be forthcoming. No makeup today means no pics of me in hats today.
So here's the sock mostly done on my badly-in-need-of-a-pedicure foot.

I miss my little guy.

This morning I took my Buddy to school for his first day of 4th grade. I've been looking forward to this day for weeks now. I'll get time to myself! I'll clean out the closet! I'll turn the basement into a hip funky exercise room! I'll listen to books while I knit fabulous things! I'll have terrific healthy meals prepared every night! The house will be spotless and warm cookies will be waiting when he gets home!

But instead....I'm sitting here drinking re-heated coffee and writing this and feeling sad. I miss my little guy.

How can summer be over already? We only went to the pool once! We never got to the zoo...or the museum...or the farmer's market. We never went camping. We didn't do half of the things that I wanted to do for him this summer. And for that I feel pretty crappy. But we did cuddle every morning. We played together. We laughed. We learned a lot...about each other. Every day.