Today

Today J and I will drive to be with our friends during baby Samuel's funeral. It seems so wrong to say "baby" and "funeral" in the same sentence. I woke up with such a since of sadness and dread. I can't even imagine what the parents feel. They continue to amaze me with their strength and attitude. They know that Samuel was put here for a reason and that his live did and does have a purpose. In a recent email I received Mr. T3 quoted his wife as saying "I don't believe that God wanted to give up his son either, but He did."

Wow! Just wow!

I dressed very carefully this morning. I'm sure this is just me, as I have many quirks, but I'm always so afraid of standing out or being remembered for something I wore to a funeral. For example, I have a black sweater vest with a cream and lavender argyle print on the front that I wear over a striped button down. I was going to wear it with my black wool skirt and boots, but I get compliments every time I wear that shirt/sweater. I don't want to be wearing it in a few months and someone think "Oh that's what Mrs. M wore to the funeral." Instead I chose a little more ho-hum combo and even changed sweaters away from the one with lace. My first top choice had to be changed since it was in the laundry with salsa on the front. (Normally just being in the laundry wouldn't stop me, but the crusty salsa did!)

I realize most people probably don't notice or remember, but I have an extremely vivid long term memory and can give details of days and events that happened years ago. (On the flip side of that my short-term memory sucks and a short mental list of pick up dry cleaning, get milk, fold towels, and water plants gets completely forgotten. Well, until a few months when my long term memory kicks in!) I remember the very nice top I wore to my dad's funeral. I had to get rid of it because I simply couldn't wear it again. I tried on several occasions because by gosh that was a nice top! Maybe I should have saved it for occasions such as this. (Or maybe I should have gotten and el cheapo outfit somewhere that would be disposable as I'm sure I'd have gotten rid of anything that I had worn on that day.

On to a quick note that is much happier and lighter, you do recall the Christmas Card competition, yes? It's great to get an email like this one to save you from the oh-so-subtle asking.

Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaise!

Remember when I got a new job about three months ago? Well it sure kicks my bum at times. I mean coming in at 7am and leaving at 6pm and taking it home and ohmygoodness who was I doing this crazy stuff? I've had a baptism by fire you could say and nearly peed my pants all over when I got fancy schmancy business cards that said Mrs. M Marketing Executive. Executive? Please! Me? Whoa!

I've done a lot of awesome things here and even surprised myself a few times. On the flip side I've also dawdled in nose picking quite often and had a few screw-ups. I was hoping to work really hard all through December and the first of next year ask my boss for a meeting on my progress and just pretend that the craziness of the holidays pushed it back from three months til four.

Today when I met with him to sign off on a few documents and he asked me to shut the door. Oh dread! That's something you never want to hear. He started off with the "I don't think a three month evaluation is necessary" (great--I suck so bad I'm just getting a do better or hit the road!) "but I did put in for the raise I promsied you if everything went well and it was approved this morning and will be effective next pay period."

Do I even need to tell you that I had to pick myself up off the floor? I've not actaully been here three months just yet and ohmygoodness he likes me and I do a good job and they want to throw money at me so bring it on! I think this calls for a celebration! Hmmm, dinner out, a new bottle of wine, and 4ct t.w.diamond earrings! Well, two out of three ain't bad.

Raise! Raise! Raise! I gotta raise!

Now if you'll 'scuse me I need to go shake out my panties!

Getting Festive

The season has officially begun! My house is all decorated complete with four trees, 6 wreathes, a dash of poinsettias (please let them survive my black thumb through the month), three Nativity scenes, a scattering of snowmen and penguins, plenty of lights and beautiful ornaments and accessories that are hung on the trees and filling up every room, and peppermint tea on just ready to be sipped.

Did you get your Christmas cards out for the competition? Mine were all safely dropped in the mail on Saturday morning. Do you not know about the competition? Let me explain. The object of the game is to be the first Christmas card to arrive at a home not postmarked before December 1. All cards arriving before December 1 are too early and therefore disqualified. You're probably wondering how you know if you were the first to arrive. You ask. Example:

Mrs. Friend: Oh Mrs. M I received your Christmas card today and it was an absolute delight. You were dashing and my, my your husband is quite the handsome man. By the way--that's the cutest pooch I. have. ev-ah! seen.

Mrs. M: Oh darling you're too kind, by the way was I the first card to arrive at your lovely home not postmarked before Dec. 1? I was? Fabulous.

Check one for the M house! By the way, I nearly always win the competition. Perhaps because no one else (besides Mrs. KS but we're usually tied as we have different Christmas card lists although we do like to compare) is playing but that doesn't bother me. Oh, and if you think my game is silly, that doesn't bother me either. My husband tells me it's silly as well.

I love Christmas festivities. We have a few cocktail parties to attend as well as an ornament exchange, and a tea. I'm also debating a little Christmas soiree at none other than the M house to be held the weekend before Christmas. Our home is so cute and decorated and I'd love to share that with our friends. And while they're there share a little cheese and wine among other goodies. Who needs an invitation?

I've nearly all my Christmas shopping complete although I have quite a few gifts to finish up since I'm making them. I'll share the completed items. I have gifts to put in stockings but since my husband resembles a toddler during gift time, I'm not sure it's safe to fill them yet. I'm also cleverly orchestrating travel arrangements and a way to be in approximately 4,325 places from Christmas Eve morning until returning home Christmas night.

As if that isn't enough, I do believe their is also one helluva celebration to be had in Memphis for New Year's. J and I plan on a roadtrip with Mr. and Mrs. O to visit the S's and to also see our old friend from high school T.M. and her husband. There will be plenty of wine, beer, and jack to be had for the weekend as it's always a party to be had when we ladies are together. I can't think of a better way to send out 2007 and ring in 2008 than with my dearest friends.

What do you have planned this festive holiday season?

(Let's not mention that little game thing as I am still crying big orange tears!)

For Samuel

In leiu of my regularly scheduled post today, I have very sad news.

Please pray for our dear friends T3 and Mr. T3. T3 delivered a baby boy this morning, Samuel Thomas, who died shortly after. The parents were able to hold him for a few minutes but his heart rate was very low.

You may remember when T3 had SJ last December. I know that she has felt the stress of this pregnancy so please pray for them as they continue to raise her and hope for another healthy baby in their future. In addition to this. They had a couple of miscarriages before having SJ.

Rev. H and his family (T3's parents) have been so wonderful to me, and also to J since the day I brought him home. They've taken care of me since I was a child and even opened their house to let me live with them for a while. They've adopted me into their family and J as well. We can't imagine a holiday without them. Rev. H married J and I and T3 sang at our wedding (T1 and T2 sang at our wedding too).

I get so angry to hear this news. How is it crack addicts can have babies everyday? Teenage girls manage to get knocked-up all the time. Babies are found discarded in trash cans or abused and killed because they're not wanted. How is it this can happen yet two of the most wonderful parents you could ever find can't manage to have a healthy child that they want to love and raise?

That aside, my heart is breaking to hear this news. I can't imagine how they must be feeling. They've been so strong and prayerful through this pregnancy but that doesn't make the grieving any easier. I'm at such a loss of words (and actions for that matter) for my dear friends. What do you possibly do or say to someone who has just lost their baby?

Please keep them in your prayers.

Dishes (drum roll please....)

I'm certain you're all weary of hearing about my dilemma over dishes (as well as seeing my obsession), but stick with me; you'll be glad you did.

Are you ready? Really, really ready?

I GOT PRETTY NEW DISHES!!! (squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeal!) If you don't believe I squealed like that just ask Mrs. S (she found the dishes) as soon as she regains her hearing.

Want to see them? Of course you do!

These are the Emma dishes from Pottery Barn, only not really. They are actually very similar dishes made just for the Pottery Barn Outlet. Let's call them Ella. (Emma plus Outlet equals Ella, don't you think?) But the best part about these dishes is that they are WHITE! A true white. (If you remember the issue with the Emma is that they were cream and I have white accessories, etc.) I also loved the scalloped edge on these dishes. So very elegant and chic.

I was so excited when Mrs. S called and said she found dishes she thought I'd like. She sent me a couple of pictures and I was sold. Buy them! Buy them all! She was able to purchase all but the dinner plates which would be available later in the week. Since dear Mrs. S works near the Pottery Barn Outlet she sent him over on his lunch to pick them up. Then, as luck would have it, Mrs. S was driving through town last night and was able to drop off the goods. Woot!

I was ecstatic when I learned that Mr. S was able to pick up the large plates to complete my collection.

Me: J! Mr. S went to the PB Outlet on lunch and got my dishes! (squeeeeal!)
J: Poor guy. I need to buy him some beer.
Me: He had to call Mrs. S and get his phone out and send a picture because he was confused but he got the dishes!
J: Lots and lots of beer. Probably Jack too.
Me: I'm so excited I'm going to make out with him.
J: And how do you think Mrs. S will feel about that.
Me: I'll make out with her too!
J: ???
Me: Honey for the love of dishes I'm an equal opportunity make-out partner!
J: At least you're good at what you do.

Want to hear about the total deal on these dishes? The Emma collection was going to be $590 but I had a 40% coupon to make them $350. It was also just for dishes, not all the cute little things I wanted to go with it.

The original price of Ella was $376. But they were discounted at 40%. In addition, Mrs. S was able to use my coupon. Are you with me? Sit down, because I got 40%, plus 40% off of my beautiful new dishes. The grand total for 12 dinner plates, 12 bowls, 12 dessert plates, and 12 mugs, plus 2 large serving bowls was only (only!!!) $140. I nearly tinkled my pants, but instead I cried real tears.

How precious will these be with my new Christmas teapot that I got for my birthday? Cute I tell you. I can't wait for Christmas Tea.

And for those of you wondering about my being an equal opportunity make-out partner, I even made out with my new oh-so-lovely dishes.

Mrs. S I'm forever indebted to you for looking out for me and finding and snagging these fabulous goods! Let me monogram something for you---bring me all your towels!

Mrs. S, my husband is going to buy you lots of beer in effort to curb the pain and suffering you endured!

Oh the PB Oulet--I would make out with you too but that would be rather difficult. Oh cest la vie--I'm up for the challenge!

The Christmas Letter

Does anyone else send out a Christmas Letter? You know, a letter in your Christmas Card telling what your family has done throughout the year and wishing the recipient a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year?

J and I send a Christmas Letter and I really enjoy it. I was debating doing a Christmas Letter this year for a variety of reasons, but good gosh I like it! I may not send the letter to everyone since I have friends and family I talk to on a very regular basis. However for those who we are unable to visit with or speak with often, I'm going to include it.

Mostly it seems that people with children send Christmas Letters, but I think young adults whether single or married should send them as well. I know J and I have had a big year--he started school, we celebrated our first wedding anniversary, we adopted Mack, I got a new job, we took a fun vacation, two of my closest friends got married, etc. I know several of my friends have had similar accomplishments and it's fun to hear about them.

I think sending a Christmas Letter is very fun and a personal touch, even if they are mass produced via being printed. I use cute paper and also include our family portrait Christmas Card. I think it's fun and festive and adds to the magic and excitement of Christmas.

Speaking of family portrait Christmas Cards, who does that? Oooooh those are my favorite! Do you send those? Do you send cards at all?

Who else enjoys Christmas Letters? Do you send them? Do you want to send them? Are you going to start sending them? Oh, and will I get one?

Decisions

I'm in a bit of a predicament. I have RSVP'd for J and I to attend a wedding this weekend. The wedding is for a friend, but not exactly a close friend. We were close in high school, drifted a bit, and reconnected through another friend.

She and her fiance did attend my wedding, but truthfully they weren't on the A list. I found out she was kind of expecting an invitation and since I could spare a few extra people, I sent her one. It's not that I didn't want her to come, but as I said we weren't super close. She is a lovely, lovely girl and we have a great time when we're together, but busy schedules and distance keep us from having much of a relationship.

And just to clear it up, she is having a desserts only reception. (Do you know where this is going yet?)

Um, Internet do you know that this Saturday the Tennessee Vols are playing in the SEC Championship in Georgia? Did you know that? Huh? Did you? I'm a loyal alumni of The University of Tennessee. My husband is a devout fan by association. I attended the SEC Championship the last time they went (in 2002). I know our dear friends Mr. and Mrs. O would like us to make it a roadtrip and we have friends in Atlanta who have welcomed us to stay.

So do I attend her wedding, her one day, the only day she'll ever get married (well, we hope). Again, only a desserts reception, not like we're cancelling on a sitdown dinner. Or do I do a little football and Trader Joe's? How can you go wrong with a weekend of SEC Championship and Two Buck Chuck?

Shamefully this is from the girl who is a bit anal rententive about RSVP's and the like. See, I'm not perfect darling readers. Just close, really, really close. (Kidding, don't roll your eyes at me.)

Blessed

I had a fabulous weekend and am very happy that leftovers should last us through this week and I'll not have to cook and clean. This is great because I have more than enough monogramming projects to keep me busy.

I had a fabulous birthday and was spoiled with all of the items on my wishlist (less the diamond earrings, as you can imagine) mostly from my darling husband (and the pooch of course). I'm blessed beyond measure to have wonderful a fabulous husband, a wonderful family, and the greatest of friends. There is nothing like feeling loved.

In addition, one of my sorority sisters had her baby girl on my birthday! How fun is that?

Oh, and UT is going to the SEC Championship--that is super exciting news for the football obsessed Southerners!

I have cash in hand for a new camera and I'm fairly certain I've decided on a Canon SD950 (for the fast shutter speed, 12.4 MPs, wide angle lens, and lithium battery). But ohmygoodness do you know how hard it is for me to make a decision? Especially an expensive decision? J has tried to order it three times and I can't seem to let him because I get all choked up about that kind of cash. Yes, I think it's worth it. But what if i drop it in the ocean and it's gone forever? Well, I guess I'm safe since I will not be at the ocean any time soon, but you get my point, right?

My photographer suggested the Canon SD800 as the best point and shoot camera so I was totally getting that one until I found the SD950 and thought I should just go for the gold since is it the SD800 and more. I should have never decided to do my own research and just ordered it to begin with. Any suggestions?

I hope you all had a fabulous and blessed weekend and are still waddling from all the turkey. Thanks so much for all the sweet friends who sent me birthday wishes, they were much appreciated.

Turkey? Yummmmm!

Here it is Wednesday already. My job has had me on location at one of our resorts for the past three days and I'm spent. The good news is I was out of the office. The bad news is I still have to do all of that work. But no one cares about work, right?

J and I had our last huh-rah of 2007 in Neyland Stadium on Saturday. It was a bit chilly, but we had a great time together. It was a rather interesting game. I say interesting because UT's MVP was the kicker for Vandy. Poor guy. I'm still in shock that Tennessee is one game away from going to the SEC Championship, what a crazy year it has been for the SEC. What? You don't care about football? Tsk! Tsk! In the words of the great Mrs. S, "There are some things of which you just don't mess with a Southern girl; Jesus, Jack, Football, Shopping, and Hair Dye." That's right, we Southern Belles love our Lord, our bourbon, our pigskin, our charge cards, and our peroxide, although I don't partake of the latter.

On Sunday J and I had an early Thanksgiving with some of my family. I learned my cousin can cook quite a bird and outght to invite us over more often. They don't live very far away but our busy schedules and their now-ten-month-old baby makes it hard to just get together on the fly.

The rest of this week is chocked full of festivities for me. Tonight will be a little pre-birthday wine and cheese celebration with some friends who are passing through town. Tomorrow will be a fabulous feast with the H's (Rev and his wife as you may remember). I'm making the green bean casserole, 2 pumpkin breads, 2 apple cinnamon coffee cakes, and a lemon poppyseed bundt cake. It will be the least of the items on the menu. Of course all of this will take place after the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, one of my favorite Thanksgiving Day traditions. In addition to Thanksgiving with the H's, this Saturday is Family Shopping Day.

J and I are attending Fantasy of Trees between now and Sunday. I've ordered our Christmas cards in hopes to get them out in time for the competition. (What? You didn't know about the competition? Well, I guess you won't be the winner then will you?) I'll put up decorations sometime this weekend, probably Sunday since it's my birthday and I love decorating for Christmas. Sunday will also be the day J cooks me a fabulous birthday dinner, just the two of us. Saturday night will be the birthday extravaganza at Green Hills Grille. Oh, and there will be shopping, plenty of shopping as I am The Bargainista!

I think that covers it. See y'all next week. Have a very blessed and Happy Thanksgiving. I hope you each have grateful hearts. Great. Full. Hearts!

Where they keep the babies?

J and I were visiting his grandmother's house a while ago and he and his dad wanted to go to the "old house" to look at a buffet his grandmother wanted him to have. I knew there was the current house, and across the street was the "little house" (a cute little cottage that his grandmother keeps all made up for guests and has allowed children/grandchildren to live in when necessary.) Apparently I had a lot to learn about the farm as there was also the new barn and the old barn.....

We go off-roading over the land with me and Mack hanging on for deal life. He stopped a few times for things he and his dad wanted to see. I was in a dress and sandals--not exactly attire for scouring the land. Finally we reach the "old house" which is a very (very!) old farmhouse his grandparents lived in and raised children in until the 70's. It's not been maintained but the buffet was inside as well as a couple other items (a mantle that J (and I) would greatly love). Apparently he couldn't get the buffet at the time because all sorts of critters and bugs live in there during the warmer weather (eek!).

There were a few other little buildings around the house and the inquistive little thing in me just had to ask. Keep in mind, I grew up on top of a mountain. We didn't have cows and farms and all that jazz.

Me: What's that? (pointing to a small building)
J: The spring house.
Me: What's that? (as if spring house cleared anything up for me.)
J Dad: It's built around the spring......
Me: Aha, that makes sense. (duh!) What's that? (pointing to another small building)
J: The crib.
Me: (thinking) The crib? (aghast and shocked): WHERE THEY KEEP THE BABIES?
J and J Dad: Roars of laughter.
J: No cupcake, where they kept the corn. You know, the corn crib.
Me: No obviously I didn't know and it's not that funny.
J and J Dad continues fits of laughter.
Me: Hey, "Corn don't grow at all on Rocky Top!" I'm a mountain girl. I had no idea.
J and J Dad continues fits of laughter.
Me: I'm not amused!

Further Proof/Incrimination

The jury is still out on The Great Dish Debacle although it appears that Buffalo China may be the front runner. However the issue has been pushed aside for time being as it's time to enjoy these:

My snowmen winter dishes! Yes, I'm dish whore and I'm not ashamed. I've collected these for a few years and I do believe I've neared completion. I chose the snowmen dishes rather than Christmas Trees, etc. because I can use them from November to Feburary as "winter" dishes. Besides, I actually do a lot of Christmas decorating in blue (odd I know and I'm not Jewish, well obviously since I just talked about celebrating Christmas). So here they are, the winter dishes. I love the mix and match of the plaid, snowflakes, and snowmen. There are four different snowmen designs too, isn't that fun? And also mugs with the snowmen (not pictured).

So I'm officially inviting you (the whole Internet) over for a Christmas Cocktail soiree. Between the Christmas dishes and the china, I believe we have ourselves a party!

Add Actor to his Resume

My pweshus weshus poochie woochie is a star! He was featured on a news video at his Pooch Prep Academy last night. He's the pooch the call "sheepish." Actually he's only "sheepish" around those other dogs because he thinks he's human and simply doesn't care for canines. We may have more work to do at Pooch Prep, yes?

Sadly, there was a young lady (21 years old) who was recently killed by pit bulls and it has raised quite the commotion (as it should) here in My Town. The local NBC affiliate filmed some footage and interviewed his instructor as part of this story.

Also, that is my handsome husband's feet you see there in the video (head to The Bargainista this week where I've talked about his vest). I was off (enjoying wine and cheese) at a Junior League meeting last night so don't be squinting for cute pink shoes, I'm not there.

Also--be a responsible pet owner and get basic obedience and manners for your pooch. Even sweet pups can react hostile in situations. It's important that as a pet owner you learn how to interact and react to your animal(s). For example most people don't know that you should not punish a dog for growling. Growling is a warning and punishing the dog means he will not give a warning before reacting (biting?) in the future. Well, that's my PSA for the day: be a responsible pet owner and invest in manners and obedience for you animal(s).

Now if you'll excuse me I'm off to field requests for Pooch to be the next Benji. Oh the life of a human of a star!

(Also, if anyone knows how to capture the video to place in the blog screen, let me know. I think it's protected though.)

Sinful and Delightful

I made the best desssert for our guests this weekend. It can only be described as sinful and delightful all at the same time.

The PB Brownie Volcano was a big hit. And it included two of my favorite food groups: peanut butter and brownies. I have a special dome pan that leaves a hollow center for stuffing. The dome and base was regular old brownies and the center loaded with a peanut butter mixture much like a Reese's Cup or pinwheel candy. Then, oh then, there was chocolate icing over the entire thing. In the words of the fabulous Rachel Ray--"YUM-O!"

I'm not one of those wimpy people who think anything can be too sweet, too rich, or too much. That simply doesn't exist to me. However, this delighfully sinful dessert may do that for the commoners who don't view brownies and peanut butter as their own seperate food groups.

Even without this special pan, I think you could make this delightful dessert by creating it layered-cake style.

What you need:
2 boxes of brownies (I used decadent chocoate Duncan Hines I think)
Ingredients for preparing brownies
1 cup peanut butter
1 cup powdered sugar
1 block cream cheese softened
1 can chocolate frosting

Prepare brownies as directed and bake in two matching pans (9x13, 9x9, etc) or bake half at a time.
Mix peanut butter, cream cheese, and powdered sugar.
Smooth peanut butter mixture over one pan layer of brownies and top with layer two.
Add chocolate frosting.
Wipe chocolate frosting from mouth (you know you're eating some).
Sprinkle flower on face.
Smear something or another on apron.
Pretend you've slaved in the kitchen making this delightful and sinful concoction from scratch.
Eat every last bite with a gallon of milk (I recommend skim as it will counteract the very few extra calories the dessert may have)
Graciously take all compliments and claim the recipe is a Mrs. M secret so no one knows how incredibly easy this really was.

Starstruck!

Oh dear Internet, remember how I told you about the exciting weekend I had planned with my dearest friend and her family? It was fabulous, really it was. But I happened to leave out an important detail about my Sunday once they'd left.

Remember how I told you all about my obsession with multiples and that I was in love with Jon and Kate? Well, hubs and I MET JON AND KATE THIS WEEKEND! OHMYGOSH I MET JON AND KATE!

They're my new best friends. Yesiree they are! Totally our new best friends. We may even have Thanksgiving dinner with them because THEY ARE OUR NEW! BEST! FRIENDS!*

It all started when I found out that Jon and Kate would be speaking at a church in My Town. I reserved a spot for hubs and I and tinkled my pants a bit in the process. Yesterday we arrive a good 30 minutes early to said church and well whaddaya know we were practically the first people in the door and by far the earliest we've ever been to church (and it was 30 minutes away as opposed to out normal 5 minute commute to church). I marched to the front (three rows back) so I could get a good spot to see our now best friends.

Hubs: Is this close enough or would you like to sit on
stage?
Me: Oh this should do, the stage is for Jon and
Kate silly! Besides, the front row would make me crane my neck.

We're sitting there for a bit checking out the visitor infoand bulletin and OH!
MY! GOODNESS! In walk Jon and Kate. IN WALK JON AND KATE! Hubs lovingly grabbed
my hand, most likely because he did not want me to jump up and pelt them with
hugs, kisses, and offers of monogrammed towels.

So I sat there. And started. My eyes were big, my shoulders slinky, tounge wagging out of mouth with buckets of drool. I crossed my legs real tight because how embarassing would it be to tinkle in front of Jon and Kate? They were the cutest things ever too. (By the way Brittny, Kate's profile so looks like you!) I think I need to find out where she got those cute shoes and perhaps get J and sweater like Jon's.

Me: Hey maybe we should go sit over there.
Hubs: No cupcake, I think we're fine.
Me: But J we can just give them a sweet Southern Hello! and sniff
out what kind of perfume/cologne they wear, and we can share lip gloss and also I'll offer her a starter to my Amish Friendship Bread.
Hubs: Cupcake, they're from Pennsylvania, I'm certain they see plenty of
Amish, probably know some. And I'm sure she'd love a yeasty, fermentanted, white
liquid from a stranger.
Me: Well, I need to get the kids favorite colors so I can send them all
monogrammed lunch boxes!
Hubs: Yes Cupcake, go right ahead. Jon will talk into his watch and
security will come out and take you away.
Me: Oh, you really think so?

Church finally started and as the singing began I was thinking I'm totally singing in chruch with Jon and Kate. It took every ounce of discipline in me to focus on the actual praise and worship. But ohmygoodness I totally spent my Sunday morning doing praise and woship at church with Jon and Kate.

Soon it was time for Jon and Kate to speak and I got all googly-eyed, my jaw hit the ground, and I was mesmerized-hanging on there every word. I totally big, puffy, pink polka-dot, HEART Jon and Kate. They were amazing. Creative editing and ratings don't show much of their spiritual life but I loved hearing them talk about lessons they'd learned through their journey and how the had learned to rely on God, not plan the future, and trust in the Lord. It was very inspirational, and mostly because they were so real! They were very down-to-earth and imperfect and everyday people which made me LOVE THEM EVEN MORE! Short version: it was amazing!

After chruch there was a reception of which I just had to attend because whaddaya know I had my camera in my Gucci bag (yes, I took my Gucci bag. I was sure Kate would want to hear about the bargain it was!)

Hubs: I don't think you should ask them for a picture.
Me: What? Why not? Should we ever see these people again
no one will ever remember us.
Hubs: I'm 6'3" and bald--no one forgets me.
Me: (blank stares as if he thought that would really
change my mind)

Poor Jon and Kate barely made it through the door and they only had about 10 minutes before being wisked away to the airport.

But we totally met them. Yes we did! Jon walked over and stuck out his hand and said "Hi, I'm Jon."

"I KNOW! I'm Mrs. M and I love you and I watch your show religiously and even the reruns because you totally never get old to me and I was a nanny for five years and the kids loved me and the parents loved me and everyone loves me and we would totally move to Pennsylvania and all and by the way my husband is so handy and crafty and would love to do all the hanging of shelves in the garage and building carnival stands for the birthday party and guess what Jon we love japanese restaurants and wine too and had a blast in the Florida Keys and oh that song this morning that you enjoyed is so one of our favorites and also I have a snowman notepad just like one that I saw in one of your episodes and you two are just fabulous--watching your show is like looking in a mirror!!"

Ok, I didn't really say that because I have a small bit of dignity and instead just introduced myself and told them I enjoyed hearing them this morning and Hubs and Kate had a little conversation and howaboutthat we're now BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!

Then I totally asked for a picture. I could envision how lovely it would be on a Christmas card. "Merry Christmas! With Love, Jon & Kate and Mr. & Mrs. M (BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!)

Only something tragic happened. (Insert sob story here). My (gasp!) camera (sigh!) would (cry!) not (wail!) work (sob, heaving sobs!). Are you believing this? My on-the-fritz camera picked a fine time to go cahput! I totally missed my photo-op with Jon and Kate. Tragic! (In leui of flowers, send new camera!)

I did have a spontaneous thought of doing a U-turn and heading out to the airport, you know, just because I'd not been since August and should totally check things out. But I feared a headline this morning would read something along the lines of "Mrs. M sprints down runway in tall black boots with pink camera phone and firmly grasps wings of plane yelling for Jon and Kate. (claims she has Amish Friendship Bread starter for new best friend)" That would not be good.

This means one, and only one thing. When I have a new loving camera in my hand we have take a roadtrip! Of course that's what it means. They're going to be in South Carolina in April and just so happens we've not been to Charleston since my darling hubby asked me to be his wife on a romanitc getaway and well our anniversary is in April so what a fine time to head back. And well, while were there we'll swing by their latest speaking engagement.

HI JON AND KATE! REMEMBER US? YOUR BFF's FROM TN! LOOK! I GOT A NEW CAMERA! SAY CHEESE!

So yes, I was a bit starstruck because I just love Jon and Kate. But it's all cool now because we're best friends so it's not being starstruck anymore.

Meeting them made my day. Only George and Laura Bush, Dog the Bounty Hunter, and maybe Joey McIntyre (what? I never got to see a New Kids concert as a child!) could hold a candle to meeting Jon and Kate. Also, please don't beg me to introduce you because as their new best friends we totally respect their privacy and simply can't do that. However, they may not know we're showing up for Thanksgiving dinner but they most likely welcome us with open arms when we knock on the door with a have a big, crisp, golden, stuffed bird in our hands. Right? I mean probably not.

By the way, I'm thinking Hubs and I should totally start having kids because we're way behind schedule to be on par with our new best friends Jon and Kate. Maybe I should adopt a three by thirty motto!

*My condolences to previous best friends: Mrs. S, Mrs. C, Mrs. G, and Mrs. A, but certainly you understand!

B&B is full this weekend

There are fresh linens on the beds, towels rolled neatly in a basket, new toiletries in the bath, soup simmering in the crock pot, and a fresh-baked brownie cake dessert. Do you know what that means? We are having weekend guests at the M Bed & Breakfast!

Mrs. A (Bex), her husband, and the utterly adorable Pie are coming to spend the weekend with us. As I've told you, Bex and I have been peas and carrots since the days of big bangs and Paula Abdul lace trim leggings! I'm also super excited to see her baby belly as she's six months pregnant with little Tart.

I'm so excited to see them all. On the agenda: soup, dessert, and hot cocoa and tea for their arrival on Friday night. Saturday morning will be a juant at the park for some pictures and playtime followed by a trip to The Southern Market and a few other little shops that Bex enjoys when she visits. After Pie's nap it will be a late lunch at the DTGB, shopping at the Mast General Store, and going up in the Sunsphere. Afterward we're sending the A family off to enjoy a concert by the Wiggles and J and I will induldge in a little UT Football. Saturday night we'll have home-made veggie lasagna with tasty croissants followed by building a fire on the patio and making s'mores.


I'm so excited! I can't wait to see my darling best friend and her family, it makes my heart so happy!

I hope you all have a fabulous weekend.

Pertinent Information

J and I both have four letters in our name. Three are the same letters. Our names are totally different and sound nothing alike. I knew you would want to know this.

Also, I think the pooch is a bit pretentious since going to his fancy pants school.

And also again, where was the love here? I want to know whats on your wish list in case I want one too!

First Day of School

Today is Mack's first day of school. For the next 8 weeks he'll be attending Pooch Prep School, hopefully learning some manners, obedience, and to not snack on children. He got a haircut over the weekend (didn't want the other pups to make fun of him!) and a new backpack, excuse me, that's mackpack! Cute, yes?

He insisted on the lovely L.L.Bean monogrammed backpack (monogrammed by yours truly) as his parents have L.L.Bean monogrammed luggage and he didn't want to be left out. It's perfect for all of his goods (leash, harness, treats, bowls, toy, etc.) no matter where we go. And it looks cute on him too!

Now let's all cross our fingers that my pooch doesn't get suspended--he's an ornery one.

Back me up on this one

As most of you know my husband is in school. He's working on his MBA and will be finished December 2008. Seems so far away, but he's halfway there and I'm very proud of him.

He is also a card-carrying member of the procrastinator's club. He often studies amidst as many distractions as possible at any given time. (He's also quite the comedian if you were unaware.)

Would you generous readers be so kind as to leave some comments for my darling husband stating any/all variations of the following:

• Turning off the television will greatly improve study methods as to read, comprehend, and understand.
• Closing windows of Ebay, etc. will most definitely do the same.
• Avoiding procrastination and studying will allow you more time to spend with your (lovely, beautiful, charming, always right) wife.
• As an added bonus you will have time to exercise and play with the nutbags pooch.
• As a super-duper added bonus you will have time to tend to the ever-growing honey-do list (contain the excitement there.)

Of course leave these comments/thoughts/suggestions because it's the truth, and not just because I'm right. Besides, if you read it on the Internet, it must be true.

A series of hot dates

Friday night: pizza, beer, and wine followed by bathing and grooming the dog.

Saturday night we redeemed ourselves with dinner out at Peerless.

Sunday night: cheese fries with (what else?) beer and wine.

What can I say? We're easy to please!

And you hot date this weekend was.....?

Terrier, defined.

Terror was already taken.

(This is why all of his toys come from the 19 cent bin at the thrift shop.)

Wish List

The holiday season has officially begun. I love the month of November because it's Thanksgiving and my birthday! Yes, my birthday is a mere 24 days away (November 25 for those of you with your calendars out. Email me if you need my address to send my goodies.)

Of course when I was a wee little La La I thought Thanksgiving was all because of me. You see, I was born on Thanksgiving Day and my (wonderful, fabulous, darling) Pappy told me that's how it all got started. Kindergarten was a bit of a disappointment to me as I learned about all of the
Pilgrim and Indian stuff. If my (nearly (gasp, choke, gasp) 26-year-old) memory serves me, I do believe I tried to help the teacher with that lesson because she had it all wrong.

So November starts the gifting season. I love gifts--getting and receiving. It does, however, disturb me that the season has became so much about gifts. I have a huge soapbox that I could jump up on about that, but we'll save it for another day. In short, I enjoy the tradition of giving gifts and of course, enjoy receiving them as well. However when it becomes about the gift, the money, and the obligation of whom to buy for, it disgusts me. Ok, moving on.

I have a great deal of my Christmas shopping done, but still things left to buy. I like to buy a few things during the festive season, but mostly stock up beforehand. J asked me for a wish list which includes both birthday and Christmas. Here's my wish list, what's on yours?

• A new digital camera (mine is on the fritz, and yes I realize this is a bit of a big ticket item, however it is my Birthday and Christmas, and the grandparents live 300 and 700 miles away so they send checks--cha-ching!)
• Silver monogrammed wine stopper
• Acrylic monogrammed pitcher and tray
• Liz Claiborne wallet
• Address stamper (fine! It's monogrammed too!)
• Handheld vacuum (I know--so old lady!)
• Books: My So-Called Normal Life (Erin Zammett Ruddy) and Fourth Comings (Megan McCafferty)
• Full length mirror for the closet
• Silver tongs for serving
• 4ct t.w. diamond princess cut earrings to match my engagement ring. (Such a wish, but I always throw it out there just in case the money fairy plants a tree in our back yard).

No tricks, just a treat

The cute little Mackipoo Pumkin just wanted to say Boo!

And to also show you that is a prodigy pooch. Just look at this self-portrait pumpkin. I think he really captured the ears.

I stand by the fact that I'm not a bad driver

Hubs and I meet at home for lunch nearly everyday. We're both fortunate enough to live rather close to our offices so that we have a very little commute. Today one the way home I thought I'd swing through the local farm store for some fresh milk and to fill up my gas tank while I was at it.

Well that I did.

And then I called hubs.

"Hi lovely, darling, precious, sweetheart husband--you handsome thing you. Um, I'm at the farm store on the pike and I have flat"

SuperHubs flies on over to save the day and change my tire. He looked at me quizzically.

"Cupcake, did you maybe hop the curb when going in excess of the speed limit and not braking properly"

"Nohoneyreally! Iwasn'tgoingthatfastatall! But, uh, er, I kinda did apparently hop the curb, um, just a little bit. But not because I was driving like it's turn four of Talladegga--that's what Mrs. S does, but not me, no, huh-uh!"

(Sorry Mrs. S!)

"Yeah, just a little bit."

Strangely hubs wasn't very entertained when he popped my trunk to find a wedding dress, blanket, backpack, and easy-bake oven.

He gave me a less than humored look and I'm fairly certain he followed up with an eye roll.

"Honey I need those things! I might have a fance something or another to go to on the fly, and I might get cold, and that backpack has everything from jumper cables and maps to lipgloss and bandaids--clearly just the essentials. Oh, and the easy-bake is just incase a hunger pain strikes while wearing the dress wrapped up in the blanket."

"Well go inside and pick up some cookie dough while I change this"

I believe I detected a bit of smarty pants in that comment. Yes I do.

(Really the backpack does contain essentials, and the blanket is incase I break down and get cold. The dress is because I had it cleaned after the fountain fiasco and havne't bothered to remove it from the car since it's stored in there as nicely as in my closet. And as for the easy-bake, well everyone has those in their trunk, right? Ok, it's for Pie, she's visiting in less than two weeks.)

Hubs stripped off his dress shirt and changed my tire in his work chinos and undershirt (whistle!). He completed the great tire change and checked out the damage.

"Well I don't know what the hell you did Cupcake, but you did a good job."

I smiled proudly--what a compliment.

I looked at the little donut tire.

"Um, J, this looks a bit flat too."

"Why yes it does--drive slow and don't wreck in the two miles home."

That's why I love him--he gives such great advice.

And really, I am a good driver.

It's great to be a Tennssee Vol!

Our little family of Tennessee fans!

Saturday morning J and I decided to go to the UT vs. USC game that evening. Our tailgating action included dinner at the DTGB (where I/we could have the Downtown Nut Brown--yum!). We love that place and lucky for us it's only about 9 or 10 blocks from the stadium.



I love Tennessee football games, and especially night games. I get so nostalgic being on campus, but that's another post for another time. This was a fabulous game to watch and we have great tickets. The first half was awesome with Tennessee's commanding lead of 21-0. The second half, well not so awesome. It was at that point I thought Phil had wrapped the game in a bow to hand it over. USC came back with three touchdowns and a field goal for a lead of 24-21. Tennessee had two kicks, missed the first one and was pushed back for a penalty. J was disgusted and ready to leave with 9 seconds on the clock claiming there was no way they'd make it if they hadn't made the first one. Oh ye of little faith! I refused to leave with a mere 9 seconds and Tennessee made the kick! Woot! Overtime. South Carolina won the toss and opted for defense. Tennessee made a field goal giving them the lead of 27-24. USC had one last chance, and lucky for us, missed it! We won! Not a soul played in that game and I think the whole thing was dumb luck. Nonetheless it made for a good night of football.

It was also great entertainment that sitting in our midst was a referee, the offensive coordinator, the defensive coordinator, and an announcer. Yesiree! What would we have done without the profound insight of them sitting around us? Well, I just don't know. J gets great joy out of poking fun at such individuals. The (very intoxicated) offensive coordinator got up and half-time and didn't return. We were quite worried (not to mention clueless to what was going on.)

Also entertaining was the sorority fall fashion show. (Not to be confused with the spring fashion show at the boxing tournament.) I liked to look cute for the games and all, but I only broke out short skirts and knee boots for the obligatory dress-up for the Homecoming game. (Nothing like walking from White Columns to the Stadium in three and a half inch heels, yes GFTS and Mrs. S?) But some of these girls--geesh. I was clad in my dark wash denim jeans, khaki moc shoes, navy and white striped gap long sleeved shirt with a little orange with white and navy Tennessee tee over it. Compared to the runway that is the stairs, I felt a bit frumpy. Oh the ridiculousness!


These aren't the best pictures, but my camera is on the fritz but has to last through the end of the year. Left to right: Tennessee running through the Power T before the game. J and I having fun, the Pride of the Southland half-time show (love the band), and the last picture where the alma mater was being sung and I get a wee-bit misty eyed. I puffy heart you UT!

The 500th is China

Wheee! This is my 500th post on Newlywed Bliss. I've decided the 5ooth is china and have the perfect post for you.

This one is good! I've been saving it!

You know my love of china! I also have a deep love of all things old and antique. To top it off, I'm a thrifty girl. Yes, I'm nothing if not Southern, savvy, and thrifty. As if this is possible, I have combined all three.

One Saturday morning in September (the 22nd to be exact) J and I gallivanted about a couple of garage sales on our way to our favorite ministry thrift store. As we were returning home he detoured by a sale he'd seen advertised online. It's in an old neighborhood that we've frequented before. We've attended several estate sales there but are often rather pricey because of the items, and because they're normally ran by an estate and auction company.

On this day, it was just plain ol' garage sales. There were three in a row so we decided to get out. (Too often our garage saling results in more money spent on coffee and gas than anything else. We often slow down and decided to get out only if the presentation is nice.) Upon walking to the first sale there was a large sign that read "Your purchase today will help the Vietnamese children". It was written in both English and Vietnamese (well, I can assume that is what it said.)

Well, we had to buy something there! The Vietnamese children were depending on us. I browsed about and noticed a place setting china on the table. It was an elegant white on white pattern with platinum band-beautiful! It was fifty dollars. Hmph, it's $50 in the stores and why would I want one place setting of china. I admired it and as I was about to move on the gentleman approached me to talk about the china.

"Do you like that? The rest of it is over here in a box."

I snapped around and followed him to the box.

"It's a pretty good deal for fifty dollars, there is probably two or three hundred dollars worth of china in here."

I beheld the goodness in the cardboard box on the driveway and I think a little tinkle slid down my leg. I composed myself.

"Sir, the entire box is fifty dollars?"

"Yes Ma'am."

Yup, definitely tinkle down my legs. I only had forty dollars in cash. Hubs had none. I thought I'd try it.

Acting nonchalant, "Will you take $40?"

Enter Vietnamese wife (use your best voice here): "Na! Na! Na! Chi-Na eez feefty dollaz! Fi-nol!"

"Yes, I understand, but I only have forty cash. Can I give you that to keep (my darling, precious, lovely, must-take-home) this for me and I'll just skip down the street to the ATM?"

The gentleman was very nice and said he'd hold it for me sans deposit and I could return with payment in full. I put on my speedy quick legs (well, my husband's SUV) and we made a mad dash for the ATM returning with the crisp ten dollar bill to make my purchase. It was mine! Mine! Mine! MINE!

You may not be that excited thus far, but this was Noritake china. In the box were eight (8!) place settings, two vegetable bowls, one large platter, salt and pepper shakers, butter dish, and sugar and creamer. The gentleman informed me that the china had been his mother's and she was in a nursing home. He again told me that there were two or three hundred dollars worth of china in the box.

Clearly he's an idiot and knew not what was in the box. Clearly his mother would like to knock him out if she knew. Clearly-the lights shone down, the angel's sang, and the proverbial bells were ringing when I discovered this fabulous deal!

As I've noted the pattern was a very elegant white on white design. Thus I determined it to be from mid nineties at the oldest. To get this pattern in an antique I thought I'd have to go back to the 30s or 4os at least, and that is super pricy. Most china in the 50s through 80s was very colorful and very floral. Imagine my shock and awe when Sir Google told me it was circa 1969! I nearly fainted! It's 12 years from being an antique which makes my heart so happy that it nearly melted to butter!

Sir Google also informed me that all of the pieces I had purchased had a value in the field of one grand! Good grief! For a split second I considered resaling because I could a gazillion percentage profit. But perish the thought! No amount of money would make up for the deal and beauty of this find. Money means nothing, but this china will be cherished in our family for decades to come.

Antique China! Bargain! Wow! Here are pictures of my gorgeous Noritake Kendal china. It compliments our wedding china perfectly (solid white with double platinum band). I've always wanted to find some antique pieces of china (since my family has none to pass down) to mix with our wedding china and now I've found the whole sha-bang! I have twenty place settings of china (yes I realize this information combined with this makes me a dish whore!)--I need to have you all over for a fancy dinner!

Lastly--you know my love of teapots, right? I have a teapot with our wedding china, but I wanted a teapot with this pattern. Sadly, it's $200. Hubs fainted, I cried. Let's take up a collection, shall we?

Dear Husband,

I'm not sure how I managed 7 years of driving without knowing you. Your constant "why are you in this lane" and "shouldn't you get over" are ever so informative and constructive. I've lived in this town for seven years, and you three. I'm fairly certain I am capable of navigating the streets.

Furthermore the sighs and gasps are rather distracting. I realize I may test the strength of my brakes a bit more than you'd like, but is it really necessary that there is now a hole in the passenger side floorboard from your "imaginary" brake? I think not. In addition, kindly loosen your grip from the handle of the door.

I claim not to be the best driver, and have a host of tickets that will tell you the same. However, if memory serves me, your number is quite comparable.

While I'm certain you mean well darling, it is clear from the tinkle left in the seat that you're uncomfortable with my driving habits. Therefore I'm more than happy to hand over the keys and allow you the privelage of driving whenever and wherever we got together as it really isn't that thrilling to me anyway.

With Love,

Your Darling Wife (reading in the passenger seat)

P.S. It's not that cute when you pretend the dog is saying things like "Get me off of this roller coaster."

Blame it on the Rain way down in Kokomo

Today is my dad's birthday. He woud have been 50. Fifty!! That's so young, yet he's not here.

It's weird because I'm painfully aware of this day all month long. Then I forgot about it until I randomly looked at my calendar. I don't want to be sad, but sometimes it's the only emotion I can feel. I want to be my normal chipper self and talk and laugh about his life but sometimes that's still hard. I try really hard to do it that way though, it's my preferred method and I'm sure that would make him happy. That said, I'll never be over it, I'll never be ok, I'll never understand, I'll never stop grieving.

I heard to of my favorite old songs on my way home to lunch today (see title) and was strangely comforted. And then I cried, a lot. I want to kick, scream, cry, and yell because it's so unfair that he lived for such a short time, and that since his death my family has fallen apart. I feel like an orphan most of the time. Yup, just throw my a curly red wig and a mop bucket and I'll give you a little song and dance.

I rest and find comfort in the fact that I will see my dad again. I will one day meet my earthly father and Heavenly Father together. The rage, confusion, and sadness will be gone; I'll forget my questios. I will rejoice.

But for today I'll remember him share a little piece with you. A glimpse at where I got my craftiness. He did amazing things with wood, saws, and paintbrushes.

The jewelery box my dad made for me. He cut, painted, an everything. (The blurry spot would be my "real" name.) There is a lock on the top and the inside has lots of little hooks and posts for my goodies.

My rabbit puzzle. He did the cutting, painting, etc.

My Easter basket. Can you believe he cut and painted all of those bunnines?

Running Celebration

What did you do Saturday morning?

I was up at 5:30 a.m. to run a 5K with about 15,000 others in My Town. I'm sure you've all heard of Race for the Cure. I'm not sure why the event planners think the race should start before God even wakes up. However their was free Starbucks and Panera so I suppose it all evens out. I enjoyed the time with some of my favorite women from my sorority alumni group as well as the JL, including Mrs. S. The event was a lot of fun and the weather was awesome.

I ran in celebration of my very dear friend, LL. I grew up next door to LL and she took care of me when my sorry excuse for a mother was lacking at being my mother. She always listened, never judged, and gave me hope. She was a big influence on my life. I also babysat her only child for several years (she's nearly 21--color me old!). LL has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard and my dad agreed. He loved to hear her sing Holy Ground. At my wedding in April of 2006, she did just that in memory of him. Shortly thereafter she was diagnosed with breast cancer. In a split second she underwent a double masectomy followed by chemotherapy and radiation treatments causing her to lose all of her hair. While she's still fininishing treatments, she's doing very well and there is promising hope for her future. I hope that I can run in celebration of her victory next year as well.

The lovely Gamma Alumni Girls

The balloon arch finish line by the fabulous JL.

With the Chick-Fil-A Cow. I heart CFA!Lady Vols Basketball Coach Pat Head Summit fired the starting shot.

The bustling World's Fair Park Celebration

The Sunsphere in World's Fair Park

Shopping Mall a la Carte

Wooh00 ladies--I was the second place winner at Bunco last night. (That really means I didn't make much more than the money I put in and covered the cost of my wine.) At any rate, the cold hard cash makes me think of shopping. Often malls frustrate me because I want to go see my stores, that I want, right there, in a row. I do enjoy window shopping but only a few times a year do I get to leisurely shop about without a care in the world. Otherwise, I go on a mission. If I could build a shopping mall with just more stores in it, I'd choose:

1. Gap
2. Ann Taylor Loft
3. Banana Republic
4. The Limited
5. Victoria's Secret
6. Lord & Taylor
7. Macy's
8. Sephora
9. Target
10. Bed, Bath, & Beyond
11. Kohl's
12. Hobby Lobby and AC Moore
13. Williams-Sonoma and Pottery Barn
14. The Home Depot
15. World Market
16. TJ Maxx and HomeGoods
17. Express (for men and women)
18. B. Moss
19. PetSmart--hey, I gotta make it easy to shop for the pooch!
20. La La Lollipop-of course I'd put my own boutique, who wouldn't want to shop there?

What stores would you choose? Limit is 20 (but you can cheat like I did and put a few of the same type stores or same umbrella companies on one line.) Comment here or post on your blog and link back in the comments so we can all come read it.

(I'm getting a little high over here talking about shopping!)

Did you hear?

I'm fabulous! Oh and not just fabulous, but totally fabulous! Jenny said so, she wrote in on the Internet and you know what that means. If you read it on the Internet, it must be true.

Oh how I just adore Jenny. I've never "met" her but I feel like her long lost sister. As she noted, we could get in trouble; " lot of wine, a little cheese and a bunch of laughs – we’d be set for days!" This is true, so true.

Jenny is one of the sweetest, kindest, and most sincere and caring people I know. She's also witty, funny, down-to-earth, and oh-so-real. As if that's not enough she's the cutest thing ever with some gorgeous eyes and great, sexy, curly hair. Who wouldn't want to be friends with her? To be considered fabulous in her eyes is quite the honor.

Let's all raise our glasses to Jenny today for starting the Totally Fabulous awards. Cheers!

A House Survey

This is all you get today, sad, I know. There are a couple of items up at The Bargainista though.

What kind of soap is in your bathtub right now? We are both currently using some Bath and Body Works stuff (his and hers) that was Christmas gifts to us last year, we normally don't buy that stuff. I also have Dove which is a staple for our baths. Some philosophy 3-in-1 stuff as well. I love that! The guest bath has a sugar scrub and also some great shower gel.

Do you have any watermelon in your refrigerator? No, but I did in the summer. Yum!

What would you change about your living room? Hmm, it could be a bit larger I'm sure, but as of now it's quite cozy and I like that it opens to the kitchen.

Are the dishes in your dishwasher clean or dirty? Should be clean now and ready to put away.

What is in your fridge? The usuals: cheese, bread, turkey, salad, milk, beer, coniments, dressing, a few containers of leftovers, half bottle of wine (don't worry, I'll take care of that tonight), lemonade, tea, veggies, braed, and tortillas.

White or wheat bread? I prefer whole grain wheat. J likes white. We have both.

What is on top of your refrigerator? A pretty little picnic basket, it looks so cute!

What color or design is on your shower curtain? The master is a solid white waffle-weave. The guest is a muted stripe of khaki/green/red/blue/etc. The den bath is currently under construction but will probably be in blues and browns variety. (I loved Jenny's paisley blue and chocolate option but the den is the man area so I'm not sure it will work.)

How many plants are in your home? Dead or alive? That greatly affects the number.

Is your bed made right now? Sadly, probably not. I hate unmade beds and would make it everyday. However, J is still sawing logs when I leave and rarely (and I mean rarely) ever makes the bed. I can't say never since there are those two times....

Comet or Soft Scrub? Neither.

Is your closet organized? Have you met me? Of course it is!

Can you describe your flashlight? Um, bright?

Do you drink out of glass or plastic most of the time at home? Glass.

Do you have iced tea made in a pitcher right now? Am I Southern? Of course I do!

If you have a garage, is it cluttered? Not too bad, but that is J's domain. The dog lives there when we're away and we're always working on a project in there so there are always items about being used.

Curtains or blinds? Both.

How many pillows do you sleep with? One, the same one that I've used since I was an infant. You call it disgusting, I call in comfort. Many have tried and failed at stealing my precious pillow.

Do you sleep with any lights on at night? No, but I do use a sound machine.

How often do you vacuum? J is supposed to vacuum three times per week since I allowed him to get the pooch. Does it happen? Nada. I aim (nag/beg/implore) for at least twice but always once.

Standard toothbrush or electric? Standard.

What color is your toothbrush? Pink.

Do you have a welcome mat on your front porch? No, but I suppose I should. There is a rug on the inside of the door.

What is in your oven right now? Pampered Chef baking pans and stones.

Is there anything under your bed? No

Chore you hate doing the most? Strangely (or not-so if you know me) I don't mind cleaning and chores and actually enjoy most. I just get cranky when I have to do it all and pick up after people. (Don't ask my husband about that. I'm sure he'll exaggerate my crankiness.) I don't particularly like shaking rugs, but we don't have many rugs like that.

What retro items are in your home? I'm not a retro-kinda gal, I'm more antique-y. But I do have this circa 70's fiber optic flower lamp thingy in a case (it's a good foot tall with 4-inch sides) that plays music. It was always in my grandparents house and they'd turn it on and wind it up for me when it was bedtime. It's rather unattractive and tacky, but I'll keep it forever.

Do you have a separate room that you use as an office? Yes, it's next to the den. When we move we're going to stage it as a bedroom so we can advertise a 4 bed/ 3 bath home. I think that's silly but buyer's apparently have no imagination. Not us, you'd know we have imagination if you saw this place when we bought it!

How many mirrors are in your home? One in each bedroom and each bathroom. One on the vaulted ceiling wall of the living room/kitchen, and one at the bottom of the stairs, so nine.

Do you have any hidden emergency money around your home? Not that I'm aware of.

What color are your walls? I only remember one name but they're all from the Sherwin-Williams book. The living room, den, and hall, and J's guest room area are a creamy beigeish color. The office and master bed room are a darker version, think creamy coffee. My guest room is a sweet pale blue that is actually called (something) gray but is blue. The guest bath is a combo (top/bottom with chair rail) of the two beige-ish mentioned above and with a faux finish. The master bath and kitchen are a sage/celery green called Sweet Caroline. They have finished stripes which are Sweet Caroline mixed with a glaze. I think the new bath may be blue like my bedroom, or the darker beige mentioned above.

Do you keep any kind of protection weapons in your home? There are, but I'm not quite aware of where the are. They're unloaded though.

What does your home smell like right now? Not sure, just fresh I suppose. I burn candles occasionally.

Favorite candle scent? I like vanillas and fresh clean scents. I like peppermints and cinnamons in the winter.

What kind of pickles (if any) are in your refrigerator right now? Both sweet and dill. Yum!

What color is your favorite Bible? The one I carry to church is a small, burgandy leather with a snap. I suppose I don't have a favorite.

Ever been on your roof? No.

Do you own a stereo? A few. I want to get speakers installed in the ceilings, but that will be the next house, I'm certain.

How many TVs do you have? Four. One is stored in the closet and used for patio parties viewing opportunities.

How many house phones? None, we're a two-cell household.

Do you have a housekeeper? Absolutely, she's typing this.

What style do you decorate in? I'm not sure I have a style. Mostly very traditional, classic, and warm I think.

Do you like solid colors in furniture or prints? For large peices I like solid and then I use prints int he cushions,curtains, accessories, etc. However if it's a small chair I can recover, I'll do it in whatever.

Is there a smoke detector in your home? Three or four I think.

In case of fire, what are the items in your house which you’d grab if you only could make one quick trip? Providing Hubs and Pooch are out I'd get my pillow, eeyore, and laptop.