The End is Near and Flying Footwear

May is the month of survival for all individuals who hold teaching degrees and are presently employed as such.

We have 2 major state tests to tackle this week (Science and History). We have already taken the Reading and Math tests which I am proud to say...

that EVERY stinkin' one of my precious darling angel babies... PASSED.

Yep, you heard that correctly. I guess I get to keep my job...and I guess my babies get to be promoted to 9th grade. Praise Je to Besus.

This school year has been quite stressful. I have been stretched to the limit. I have learned more about American History, Physics, Biology, Chemistry, Earth Science, and Algebraical things than I ever wanted to know or ever remember learning in the first place.

We have had our share of ups and downs. I have cried tears of joy and tears of pain.

And just this week, I threw a shoe. Literally...Have you ever heard the expression, "He/She threw a shoe"? Well, it is a colloquialism that my parents use frequently and I brought this expression to life this week when my babies did NOT know that "four score and seven years ago" was the beginning of the Gettysburg address. We have hashed this out for MONTHS now.

I wept. I put my head down. I screamed... and a size 7.5 Aerosole mule in light taupe FLEW across the room towards the door.

My stress had to be relieved some how...and the kids were WAY out of the WAY. I got their attention. Nobody got hurt, but a few people were slightly shocked and frightened for a moment.

But, hallelujah...the end is near. Just a few more weary days and then, I'll fly away, cause

God is good and school is almost out.

and black is black,
and white is white,
and hell is hot,
and sin ain't right,
AND...my kids are memorizing the Gettysburg address as an end of the year project.

Eggstra Serious Bidness

Hunting Eggs is serious bidness.

Sydney practiced hunting eggs on Friday. She was a pro. She hunted eggs with a vengeance.

Syd practiced hunting eggs on Saturday at Gigi's. She was an egg hunting specialist. She hunted eggs like no other.

On Sunday, after church, Sydney took her basket and headed to the little kids' corner.

...and she acted like she had NO idea what to do...

Stood around like she was in complete shock and that she had never seen an egg on the ground before that needed to be picked up.

I think she was messing with my mind.

She likes to do that sometimes.

Texting at the Table

Oh, Daddy is calling!

I think that is Daddy calling...yep...and he sent me a text!

Let me get back to him...LOL

It won't take but a second mom...I know... no texting at the table.

This Sums It Up

Yep, that about says it all after the week I've had...

Have a wonderful weekend!

A List - In Pictures

The last 12 days of my life have been well...wacko.

So in honor of my 12 day of weirdness, out of my routineness, and bizarro-ness, I give you 12 random, interesting, wonderful, or bizarro things that have run across my mind today...in no particular order.

I could eat  breakfast at the Belle-Jim hotel everyday for the rest of my natural life. Sydney could too, I believe. If Pat would rent a room out to me, I think we could make this happen. The Belle-Jim has some of the best down home, country, grandma's style cooking you have ever eaten.

This...hurts...bad...and is the reason I have been home with my child for 2 days. Can you imagine what the inside of her mouth and throat look like? Lawd a mercy.

My husband's headstone will look like this...and at the bottom it will say..."and he loved his wife and daughter, too."

Finally getting used to my new shorter, blonder self and have quit scaring myself everytime I walk by a mirror.

I miss this little dog, really bad. Sydney misses her too. I am trying not to boo-hoo.

A sure sign that your kid feels rotten. She walks peacefully, quietly, and calmly into the exam room, and in one motion, hefts herself up to the exam table and lays there until the dr. comes in. Wow. 

Macaroni and cheese with chopped up hotdogs served in a Sonic hot dog boat is about as close to heaven on Earth as you get when it comes to dinner in Sydney's eyes.

Puppies *especially spotted ones* make everything better.

One of the 176 reasons I love my husband. Oh, and there are only 176 of them. I should know. I counted.

Would love to take this approach to my Wii Fit regimen and get results. Basking in the sunlight, laying across the board...now THAT's what I'm talking about.

8th graders can be kinda cute when they are playing a game and working nicely together.

My absolutely number one favorite person at the moment.

All you need to know is that her name is Jessica, she's amazing, she's pretty, she talks to my husband in a tone of voice that makes me giggle, she took over my job as chief, cook, and bottlewasher at our business, and has made my life 1,000 times easier.

I rank her right up there with Mother Teresa.

I'm sure I shall compose a song about her in the future.

One of the lines will be, "just when I thought I was going to commit a homicide, I saw your face," or something like that.

This Time of Year

It never fails. This time of year is a killer.

It usually starts up the first week of April and the through out the first week of June. That's when I start flying around like the headless horseman trying to locate...well..his head.

From graduations, to baby showers, to bridal showers, to housewarming parties, to end of year testing, to field trips, to you name it...good gravy.

You don't want to hear about all the stuff I've had to do in addition to working, taking care of a 2 year old, and running a business... that list just might scare ya. And I don't want to scare ya.

But I do want to share a  few unedited pics straight out of the phone. Just a glimpse or two of the most adorable living creature I know.

I took a breather from my busy, ridiculous schedule to walk my baby girl down to the park. She found a big yellow tube. She was happy in the tube. I was happy that she was happy and we played, "Boo! I see you!" in the tube.

She screamed with delight as I ran from one side to the other saying "Boo!" and I laughed so hard I thought I was gonna cry.

And then I sneezed...and she said, "Bess you, Mama!"

And I felt blessed indeed.