Sunday, November 23, 2008


Since we last spoke, Internet, we've had a lot going on. Lessee, where to begin...

The day after Zac's cross-country meet, George had some surgery on his leg. He had a laser ablation and phlebectomy. Those links only really show pictures of the procedure. I got to watch! Woo Hoo! George didn't mind that I was in there (neither did the doctor). I reminded George that he got to be in on both of my c-sections. George said that he HAD to be there; he had a very important job to do (cutting the cord). Well, in the middle of the laser ablation, the doctor turned to me and asked me to turn up the power on the laser. Good thing I was there.

It really was cool watching. They used these tiny, bent crochet needles to pull out the lower veins. It wasn't bloody or gross. What was funny, though, was about mid-way through, they had to use more anesthetic on the lower leg, after they had already poked a bunch of holes to pull out the vein, and the anesthetic started shooting out of the holes like a fountain.

Anyway, that all went off without a hitch and they were able to do more than they thought.

The kids rode the bus home with their friends. I wasn't so worried about Jake making it to the bus since the teachers make sure the kids get where they're supposed to be, but Zac was different; they just dismiss the kids and they get to their bus. Well, Zac's friend rides bus 30-something, but it's been out of service for about a month, so they've been on a substitute bus. Naturally, when Zac went out to get on with his friend, who is in 8th grade, so they don't see each other when school lets out the regular bus was back and Zac couldn't find it. I got a call from a FRANTIC boy around 2:35. George's procedure had just completed and we were still in Baton Rouge. I called my friend, Tammy, to see if she could go get him, but she was at the gym and didn't have her phone with her. Her father-in-law was at her house, but he was just leaving for a doctor's appointment. I called my co-worker, April, and asked her to close up the office, go get Zac, and take him out to Tammy's house. Of course she did, but while April was on her way, Tammy got the message off her phone, and from her father-in-law and met April at the school to get Zac. April went back to work and Tammy made it home with Zac. He was devastated; he thought he was in trouble for missing the bus. We had to talk him down a bit (I don't know where he gets it), but all was well.

Since the kids were taken care of for a little while, and George and I were in BR, we went down to this industrial supply place to pick up a 55-gallon barrel for the trash can dinner we were doing with our friends on Saturday.

**Side Bar** The trash can dinner was planned right after George scheduled his surgery. The doctor's office said he could resume normal activities the next day after the procedure, so we took it literally. **Close Side Bar**

We got out to Tammy's to pick up the kids and visited for a little bit, then went home. Luckily, Tammy gave us a gallon of gumbo to have for dinner, because right when we drove up, the people who were buying George's jeep pulled up in our drive way. They weren't supposed to be there until Friday, so we didn't have any paper work or anything ready yet. I put the gumbo on to warm up and got to work on the bill of sale. After all of that was finished, we finally sat down to eat at 8:00! I was grateful for the gumbo, otherwise we would've had PB&J for dinner.

I'd like to say that we took it easy on Friday so George could recover a little, but he had some stuff to do at work, so I drove him down there to do that. Then we went to Academy to see about some athletic pants for him to be able to wear more easily than jeans while he has to wear the compression stocking on his leg and also to get some new uniform pants for Jake. There were no pants for Jake, but George got a couple of pair. We had lunch at a seafood place in BR which was pretty good, except the cocktail sauce was too vinegary. I had to work that afternoon, so I dropped George at home so he could relax a little. But only a little.

Okay...I'm back to this and it's now Dec. 2.

Here are the pictures from the trash can dinner.

Resting...but only for a minute.

Who woulda thought eating out of a trash can could be so good???

It was a blast. We got to Chris and Tammy's house around 3:00 and stayed until around 10:00 that night. The food was great and the company was even better!

Next was Thanksgiving. I think it was the best ever. As usual the food was great. My family did not enjoy the chocolate green chile pecan pie, though. I take that back; my cousin Rhett, who just graduated from culinary school, liked it. I'll post some pictures of Thanksgiving at the end.

The best part of that long weekend was all the visiting, planning and fun we all had. Naturally, I'm really only speaking for myself and my family, but it really seemed like everyone had a great time. My brother, his wife, and their brand new not-so-little boy stayed until Friday, as did my sister, her husband, and their not-so-brand-new little boy.

I realized that my grandpa turned 88 this year. I really thought he was only 84 or so. Both ages are really old, but 88 is dangerously close to 90. I'm so grateful for every day that I have with my grandpa. He is THE SWEETEST MAN ON THE PLANET. That is no exaggeration.

When we left the lake from Thanksgiving, we went over to George's brother's house in Kyle. His nephew is a football coach in Mason and their team played in a playoff game Friday night in Kyle. They lost the game, unfortunately. Luckily, his wife is no longer a football widow. I guess they'll gear up for baseball now, but I don't think the practice schedule is quite as intense. It was good to see most of that side of our family. Zac and Jake had an absolute blast playing with their cousins. Actually, I think they're all 2nd cousins. George's nieces and nephews are almost as old as he is, so all of their kids are the same age as ours.

Things have settled back into a routine around here. I've got TONS of laundry to get folded and put away and the house to get cleaned up. I'd like to put up our Christmas decorations this weekend. I'm not doing anything until this house is clean.

Pictures from Thanksgiving:

The newest additions to the family. We seem to grow exponentially each year!

Someone's always got an opinion about something.

Always more than we can eat...and these are just the LEFTOVERS!!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

I was tagged

My sister tagged me and I've been agonizing over it since. It seems like a few funny things have happened lately, but my mind's been consumed with thinking about 7 things about myself. It is all about me, after all.

Zac ran in the Metro Meet yesterday. It's the final cross-country meet of the season. The middle school boys and girls all ran together. It was cool, wet and a little drizzly. In the high school girls' race before Zac's, there were lots of girls coming in without shoes and a couple had lost their socks too. Zac made it in with both of his shoes and socks with a time of 15:45. He did great. I maintain that no matter what his time was, he still ran 2 miles yesterday. What the hell did you or I do? (Bruce may not answer this question. No one wants to hear about eating twigs for breakfast, running the stands at the football stadium, lifting low weights with a ridiculous amount of reps, then running an hour on the treadmill, all before you head out to work! Just kidding, Bruce.)

So with all of this preoccupation thinking about myself, jotting down a note when something about me comes to mind, and mulling over all of my idiosyncrasies, I could only come up with 4. I'm sure those of you who know me well may add to my list, but I'm not in the habit of thinking about myself (I am a mom and wife, after all). Feel free to add to the comments if you think of something I missed. Don't be too mean, though, or I'll delete you. I will do it; don't test me.

"Seven" things:
1. I enjoy teen-angst television like Degrassi and Gossip Girl.
2. I refold towels after the family helps fold clothes.
3. I love grocery shopping.
4. Whenever possible, before I use toilet paper or paper towels, I change the roll so the end comes over the top instead of from under the roll.

Here's my sixth picture:

Appropriate. This is the starting line-up at one of Zac's cross-country meets a couple of weeks ago.

I don't think I'll tag anyone with this. I don't want to pass on the agony.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


Quite a word to be bandied about lately.

Yesterday, Americans had a revolution. We don't complete revolutions with guns or intimidation. We own our revolutions at the voting booth. That alone gives me hope. I hope we can hold out for 4 years!

Monday, November 3, 2008

The Ragsland Exchange

Zac: Mom, you know Jacob, Tyler's new little brother? Well, he was an accident.

Me: I'm not sure I'd call a baby an accident; more like unplanned.

Zac: Well, unplanned, or whatever, it could happen to you.

Me: Not so much really. Maybe only in the most bizarre of circumstances.

Zac: Why? Will you and Dad have to get a baby from Africa?

Me: No. When I had Jake, I had a procedure to prevent me from having anymore babies.

Zac: Oh, so have you gone through that phase (fanning himself while he talks) where you get all hot and sweaty?