Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Wednesday is Smushy Day

Ok so today I will be doing the guest blog here at The Ruby Turtle Hippie Times! My name is Jessica, but better known as Jessi aka one of Sam's younger sisters! I feel so privileged first of all to even be able to touch her blog let alone get to blog on Educational Wednesday! I love reading my sister's blog on a regular basis! So today as you might have already seen I will be talking about my smushies.

I know right about now you are probably got wheels spinnin in your head as to what a smushy is. I looked on for a good definition, but apparently they don't know what a smushy is either, so this is where the education comes into play!

The first time I laid eyes on a smushy was in my parents bed. Now get your head out of the gutter, because this is not a nasty post at all. I was one of those kids when I was little I would go crawl in bed with my mom after my dad left for work to watch some lovely cartoons. I would lay on my dad's side of the bed, so I would use his pillows once he left. That's when I discovered the Grandfather of smuchies. I soon learned to love and cherish that smushy, and decided that I needed a smushy of my own. I begged my Grannie to make me one, and she made not one but two for me. I was forever grateful. My Grannie brought them to my house and they have never left my side sense. I call them Mr. and Mrs. Smushy.

Smushy means two pieces of material shaped like a rectangle, filled with feathers, and a nice pillow case covering it. If you haven't figured it out Mr. and Mrs. Smushy are my pillows. My sisters says, "They are part of the reason I have allergies, but I will tell you that I cannot depart with them." I cannot get a good nights rest if I don't have them! I don't know how people sleep on those hard pillows that you find in the store.

Here are a few reason I love Mr. and Mrs. Smushy:
1. They stay in the position you put them in when you first go to bed.
2. They remind me of home when I am away at school. It's like I have a piece of home with me!
3. No one tries to borrow my pillows in my house unless it is my dad or brother.
4. They form to your head!
5. They are easy to take in the car on road trips. Mr. and Mrs. Smushy have traveled all across the U.S.
6. The best part about them is that they can hold the cold. I am a very hot natured person, so when my pillows get hot I just flip them over and lay my head back down on a new cold side.

Did I mention Mr. and Mrs. Smushy have visited the the smushy doctor aka my Grannie on several occasions. For instance, someone I won't mention who decided it would be fun to play pillow fight with them. Now don't get me wrong Mr and Mrs. Smushy can throw a mean punch! As a result Mrs. Smushy had a blowout on her side. I sat and wept in the floor and Mrs. Smushy insides laid all over the floor while someone was laughing, but not for long until mom found us. Needles to say Mrs. Smushy's insides were gathered as much as possible. As a result that was the day Mrs. Smushy lost some weight. Here is a picture below of Mr. and Mrs. Smushy. Mr is on the left and Mrs. is on the right!The are not that gorgeous, but I love them and that is all that matters! Oh and that little lady sittin on them is Jetta!

I hope that you learned something new today or at least got a good laugh!! Oh and you can check out my blog by clicking on The Sassy Sunny Honey Review to the right!! OMG I thought I deleted this whole post and I about peed my pants, but I got it taken care of now!!



Tuesday, April 28, 2009

the blogger blahs...

Okay, so I am not sure what my deal is lately, but I am just not feelin' the ole blog. It's not that I don't love it or love reading your blogs any less. I just have a case of the blahs in blogger world.

This has also gone over into my facebook use. I have the blahs there as well...not sure what it is. It's probably from where I have been sick big time for the past week. No I don't have the swine flu. People at my work place have had fun with messing with my head on that one.

Oh well.

Think I'll jump on that bloggy break club. Don't cry for me Argentina. I have a guest blogger for Educational Wednesday. I haven't forgotten about you.

And PRAISE JESUS because Baby Stellan made it home to the Melted Tundra today and his MckMama is soooooo happy. And P freaking S, I felt like I had met a celeb over the weekend b/c she tweeted at me! I know she doesn't think so, but she is definitely a celeb in her own right. And she does it so that God would get the glory. So yay MckMama!! You're right, as Dorothy said in my favorite movie ever, "There's no place like home."

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Wednesday is " Earth and Secretaries...err..Administrative Professionals" Day

Well dearies, it is that time of the week again...Educational Wednesdays.

I know you're dying to hear what I have to say...well teach you. So let's get to it. This week is a little bit of a double whammy. But so are the commercial holidays that occurred today.

Earth Day, celebrated in the US on April 22, is a day designed to inspire awareness and appreciation for the Earth's environment. It was founded by U.S. Senator Gaylord Nelson as an environmental teach-in in 1970 and is celebrated in many countries every year. This date is Spring in the Northern Hemisphere and Autumn in the Southern Hemisphere.

I celebrated Earth Day by wearing my jungle skirt and wearing green. People in the office were not surprised.

Administrative Professionals Day (formerly known as Secretary's Day) is an unofficial secular holiday observed in the United States on the Wednesday of the last full week of April, to recognize the work of secretaries, administrative assistants, receptionists and other administrative support professionals.

The bosses took us out today for lunch and it was wonderful. I think it is silly to call it Administrative Professionals Day, but whatev. I just don't get the need to be so politically correct ALL the time.

And speaking of being politically correct. I don't care what your views are on gay marriage (yes I am going there.) I do not agree with Perez Hilton giving Miss California a whopping Zero for her answer. She was gut honest and he nailed her for it because he felt she alienated the gay community. But he also in turn alienated those in her community for believing as she does. I think he is just as wrong.

Perez, just because she doesn't agree with you doesn't mean it makes her wrong. She is entitled her opinion and her beliefs just as you are.

Hello that's why we came to the United States in the first place.

Could she have worded it a little differently? Probably.

Does his wanna-be celebrity blog reek of "I'm jealous of Trent Varnegas's Pink is the New Blog" syndrome? Duh!! Oh wait...wrong blog post...

All I am saying is you've got to give it to the girl for being so honest with him. Knowing his background, she still had the gumption to be who she was and not change herself for anyone.

Naturally I like her style.

Happy Wednesday!

Monday, April 20, 2009

say hello to my little friend...

Last night Brandon had a migraine and so we were up off and on trying to nurse him out of the situation. His migraines usually require an ER visit, but we were extremely blessed. I sent some major little spitfire prayers up to Jesus and he made it through the night.

And then the morning came...

I woke up all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Seriously, for being without a lot of sleep, I should have been dragging major tail this morning. But I didn't! I was so happy!

And then I drove to work...

I realized that even though I spent the same 5 minutes I do every morning on brushing my teeth, it was not working for me this morning. And that is not a good sign. this happens when I get strep throat.

I'm not supposed to get strep throat because I don't have tonsils people.

But as the day wore on, my throat didn't feel any better and my breath was so rank it gave the dump a run for its money. I think I broke down two pieces of orbit gum in under 5 minutes.

Yeah. I think you might have the picture now.

And of course it is one of the worst times for me to get sick.

Oh well.

The good part of my day was that one of my best friends sent me my first twitpic today!!!!!

I have been friends with Luke since grade school and it was really nice to hear from him. He is among my group of friends that wherever we go, we always can pick up right where we left off. I met those guys in grade school and I met those kinds of girls in college.

At any rate, his new wifey is Meg and she writes a fabulous blog that you won't be sorry you checked out.

Well girls, my throat be a scratchin' so I should probably hit the hay.

And Emily, just because I like Lilly, doesn't mean I'm channeling my inner mommy. Jackie Kennedy made her famous and we all know she wasn't known first for being a mommy. I could have died when I got that comment in my inbox. Sheesh!

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd, speaking of Jackie O, I totally missed the premiere of Grey Gardens this weekend on HBO. So if you saw it, tell me if you loved it or hate it, but don't tell me the details.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

She works hard for her money!!

I usually don't sleep well on Sunday nights. Usually it is from going ninety to nothing all weekend long. Tonight is another one of those nights. But this one is a little maybe there is hope after all.

At any rate, every so often I get a report about who reads my blog. It is interesting to see who reads my blog but does not comment. I know where the majority of you are from that read...but am clueless on the Claremore person.

And on another random note, I have found a goal for this whole weight loss thing. I want to lose enough weight to buy a Lilly Pulitzer dress that I can wear comfortably. It is a lot of money, but I figure that I could save a little and then wait for a sale.

Alright I am bored with this post. Hope everyone has a good week.

She works hard for her

Thursday, April 16, 2009

the Z-pack kids and the bait.

If you have kids or you are trying to have kids, you might not want to read this post. Please don't mistake me for not wanting kids or hating them. I am not a kid hater.

Now that being said, tonight when I got home, I was talking to my husband about working out and he asked what my mom was doing. We hadn't heard from her and that was a little odd considering that she is our main work-out buddy.

So I called her.

She tells me that she is at a talent show at her school serving hot dogs, chips, and drinks in the concession stand. And then she says come on up and I'll get you a FREE HOT DOG.

Now people I KNOW I wrote a post yesterday about how I LOVE free stuff just yesterday, but today is a different day. PLUS the free towel that Mrs. Newlywed is giving away does not include dealing with four brats that had names that ALL STARTED WITH Z EITHER.

Girls, I was seriously duped by my mother. My husband and I heard the words free and being the poor saps we are we went.

We THOUGHT we'd get a free hot dog, bag of chips and a drink.
We THOUGHT we'd be there for a short while and the talent show would be over.
We THOUGHT there would actually be some entertainment.

We GOT that free meal, BUT there were four whiney kids named Zara, Zaxton, Zayden and Zoe who needed a serious bath and some serious discipline who sat next to us.

I almost puked twice b/c they smelled so bad. Seriously.

We GOT to be there for an hour and the show sucked. It definitely confirmed the fact that we are not REMOTELY and I mean REMOTELY ready for kids. Not one of those kids had talent. I know those of you who read even though I tried to warn you are sitting there in disgust at this point. But seriously, it was not good. It was awful.

And maybe I am a little biased. I mean I was in a talent show with guys that now have a VERY successful band.

But honestly, these parents didn't even havethe decency let alone tact to get their kid a tape where the words have been dubbed off. Nope they just let their kids sing straight from Taylor Swift's album.

And let's go back to the Z brats for a moment. Their mother never once told them, to straighten up or to stop what they were doing. She just let them play. Apparently she'd be letting them play for days without washing their bodies either.

I was beyond embarrassed for the lady. And people wonder why kids don't behave. Well wonder no more as far as I am concerned. If the parents don't make the effort, then the kid suffers. They need to know the difference between right and wrong even at 2, 3, 4, and 5 years old.

And I haven't even told you about the dad who brought an iPod radio and had his iPod touch plugged in and was watching a movie while the kids were performing!!!!!


All we wanted were some free hot dogs, chips and drinks. We got it all right but didn't realize it was bait for a trap that included screaming snotty kids that seriously needed a spanking, (Yes I am one of THOSE people.) parents that don't care about their kids and a hooooorrible talent show.

Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. I think being at the end of the week is getting to me.

I have a feeling you can tell.

Moral of the story, if someone says free hotdogs...RUN.

Do not walk.
Don't ask questions.
Don't look back.


Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Wednesday is "Free Giveaway" Day

Yes this post is exactly what you think it is.

In the world of blogging, we bloggers--and by we bloggers I mean everyone else-- like to give things away. It is also dependant upon your station in life. For example, mommy blogs tend to give away onesies and bows. The newlywed blogs I read tend to give away things that appeal more to me as of now. I don't want any baby bibs, onesies or bows. However I do need the monogrammed towel that Mrs. Newlywed is giving away this weekend! Give-aways typically have a few rules about how many entries a person can have too. For example, Mrs. Newlywed allows a person to have up to three entries. One for a comment, two for a comment and following, and three for following, commenting and mentioning it in a blog. That last part might be a little unfair because it allows me to campaign a little if you will.

Ladies, I need that monogrammed towel from Mrs. Newlywed's give-away...

And here's why:

  1. I don't have one thing that has my new initials monogrammed on it and I've been married for over a year now!
  2. Any Southern wifey has at least 5 things monogrammed. I am at zero....zilch...nada.
  3. It would go great with my swimsuit for this summer.
  4. It would make my husband's eyes roll.
  5. It could have some serious possibilities for a new obsession.

So please Mrs. Newlywed, pick me!!

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

You better work...turn to the LEFT!

I went to work out again tonight. I figure that two for two has got to be some kind of good sign. I didn't get to work out as much b/c I was with my mom and we had to run and pick up my brother.

My husband also happened to be with us.

I love this guy a whole lot, but if he doesn't have something to or is not included in some way, he becomes this 5 year old boy that suddenly is stuck on the question of "Why?" or "What are you doing?" Now while he didn't come out and ask these questions, he definitely kept tapping me.

I am a silent work out person.
This means that I don't like to be messed with while doing it. I like to be focused. In fact when I lost all of my weight my freshman year of college, I went by myself.

And let's talk about that for a moment. I suddenly was everybody's best friend because I was losing weight. They wanted to know all my "secrets".

I swear I was like the latest fad diet on Johnson 3.

Honestly, people I cut out pop, pizza and french fries and was running 2-3 miles every day.

That was all I was doing and you would have thought I was Billy Blank and I was the new Tae-Bo machine.

I was just a fatty tired of being tired all the time and not being able to wear what I wanted.

So I busted my butt and got down to a size 8. I come from a family of thick people. I was skinny until I hit puberty and then I was not fat, but not skinny. I was a little thick.

This also might have had something to do with the fact that I played softball and was the catcher.

But I digress.

The point people is that I like to work out on my own. I found it annoying when people wanted to go with me to the gym. I could feel them watching me.

And that is NOT okay.
Tonight I could feel my husband watching me.

Then he would tap me every once in awhile.

Me: Whatcha need? (trying to be nice)
Mr. T: Nothing. Just checkin' on ya.
Me: (slightly annoyed)...okay.

five minutes later...

tappity tap tap

Me: Yes...? (look shot)
Mr. T. :Whatcha doin?
Me: Working out and watching Entertainment Tonight.
Mr. T.: Okay

five minutes later...

tappity tap tap ta tap tap

Me: Leave me alone.
Mr. T: But...
Me: No...I don't care. Leave me alone.

The boy didn't so much as look in my direction for the rest of the time we were there. I think he thought I might stun him with my "leave me alone or die" looks.

Clearly he learned the lesson because he is breathing as we speak.

Happy Tuesday y'all!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Oh it's just another Manic Monday...

Well it happened.

I started working out again. I will say that since I have given up pop as part of my New Year's resolutions, I dropped 10 lbs. But ladies I am still majorly overweight.

So I am working out at night at the gym here in town.

I took my very first BMI ticket and put 1 Corinthians 6:19-20 on it for a little motivation. I do not want children any time soon especially if I get into law school. BUT, I would like to have my body healthy when we get ready to try. And doing so will be a process.

I am making a concerted effort to take care of myself.

And speaking of taking care of myself....

I need haircut ideas girls. I am not kidding. Please take this seriously and give me your best ideas. My hair is currently cut like this...

Now don't get me wrong, I love Jessica Simpson. I love her more than Britney Spears in fact. Sorry Emily, but I do.

And for awhile I was on this kick to grow my hair out...I still am in a way because I don't want to chop it off to the point that I don't have a pony tail. And I like the bob. I saw the First Lady at the Easter Egg Roll yesterday and absolutely loved her hair. So I hope that gives you some idea of what I want.

And finally, Easter weekend was wonderful. We had good food, good company and good times. I love my family very much.

Oh wait, now I am ready for the finally part in this post. I do not have iTunes on my computer. I don't know how this happened, but it has. I'll have to fix this problem...tomorrow.

We'll call it iTunes Tuesday. ;)

Happy Monday y'all.

Friday, April 10, 2009

these are a few of my favorite things: coloring pages

On occasion, I get tired of reading a good book and I switch off to other stress relieving activities. One of my favorites to switch over to do are coloring pages.

My good friend Katherine is graduating in May and going on to be a teacher for the TFA organization. My mother has been a teacher for 23 years and today we spent the day going through my mom's stuff to find things Katherine will need for her decor.

A staple for any teacher is a good bulletin board.

My mom has books that go with the monthly themes and we now have some wonderful and fun coloring pages to do so that Katherine can have pretty bulletin boards this coming fall!

So now it is coloring for a good cause:education!

I hope everyone has a wonderful Easter weekend and that they are blessed by the church services they will be attending.

Happy Good Friday and Happy Easter!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Wednesday is "Slumdog Millionaire" Day

As you know the movie, Slumdog Millionaire won the Academy Award for Best Picture this year at the Oscars. We watched it tonight at my parents house and it was fabulous. I definitely recommend this film.

Sorry for such a short and wimpy post, I promise better ones are soon to happen. There is a lot going on in my life right now...things that mean Mr. T and I are moving things.

P.S. It is really weird to not be on my usual sites for 5 days straight. I feel so out of the loop. Thank goodness for Twitter.

Happy Wednesday!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Wednesday is "Inheritance" Day

Well after I threw myself a pity party several times yesterday, I decided that I was going to move forward and be positive. I am still really stressed, but have decided to make the most of my situation. I do not like to be negative. Sometimes it just happens.

Okay enough about my lame-O drama. Let's get down to bid-ness.

According to urban dictionary:

The word, INHERITANCE can be defined as...

Receiving a (generally large) amount of property, wealth, money, etc, from a deceased relative or close one, after being "mentioned" in their "will". In extreme cases, such as very large inheritances, typical results include marriage break-up (spouse hates partner for being so rich), personality collapse (what the heck do I do now I don't have to work for a living??), idleness, egomania, etc. Many heirs or heiresses experience guilt and self-loathing in proportion to the size of the inheritance received. Inheritance planning is supposed to alleviate this by only giving heirs money if they achieve in life, a gameplan that rarely works. Heirs within families usually fight over minor differences in sizes of inheritances recieved. There is a strong tendancy for young people in particular to be very adversely affected by large inheritances, contrary to the misconceptions of a wonderful life generated by popular envy feelings, these people are usually isolated, guilt-ridden and unsatisfied.

Okay so tonight while we were at dinner, I told Bear that I still hadn't come up with anything for today's blog. You know some people have "Not me! Monday's." Others have "Wordless Wednesday's" and "Workout Wednesdays." Others still have "Rules for Living."

I have "Educational Wednesday's." I feel like I make some contribution to your blog world. This post was started very early in my blogging career and it isn't going anywhere any time soon. So I was a little concerned about having nothing to say this far into the day. But never fear, there is an idea to be had in the most unlikely of places...

I like to wear pearls AND diamonds. I think no true MARRIED Southern girl is complete without a strand of pearls and a rock on her left hand.

I have the latter up to now. I also have some pearl earrings, but no strand of pearls. There is a nice strand at the hometown jewelry store, but there happens to be a certain strand that I want.

This is where the inheritance example sentence comes in to make the definition complete.

On our way home in the Monte Carlo....
Me: Idk why, but certain people just strike me as inheritance happy. (Yes I really say "Idk.")
Bear: Yeah, I could think of a couple myself...(wondering where this conversation is going.)
Me: You know my mom called the other day and said my grandma wanted to know if there was anything that I wanted as a part of my inheritance again. I feel bad, but I just haven't known what to ask I get a little weirded out when people start talking about things like that.
Bear: I know what you mean.
Me: Plus my grandma has always told me that she doesn't want to be serious about this until I become an attorney so I can draft the will for her. (I sent up another silent freak-out prayer to JC at this point.)
Bear: See that is just one more reason why you are going to become an attorney. You already have business generated even if it is familial.
Me: Yeah...

...a few silent moments later, we see a bulletin board with a lady wearing a strand of pearls and suddenly I have my answer...(a Eureka! moment if you will)...

Me: I would really like to have my grandmother's pearls. I wore them on my wedding day and I know she did too when she married my grandpa. Well I guess the next time Momma brings it up, I'll have an answer for her.

Question: Now did you need all of that to discern that I would really like to have my grandmother's pearls as my inheritance from her?

Answer: Nope, but maybe you learned a little something new today...and it might have been a little comical/random too.

Happy Wednesday!
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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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