Pumpkins and More Pumpkins

Garden or Bust

I would like to think that I have a semi green thumb. I started a garden the summer after we moved into this house. Last year was a pretty good year. I was able to share some of the veggies with the girls are work.

But this year was a bust. I tried and nothing ever really took off. I did neglect my garden so I shouldn't expect to get something for nothing.

BUT, the other day, I went outside to pick-up and what do I find...

several green bell peppers and lemons!!!!

The pepper plant has about 15 peppers left on it. I have picked about 8. We have picked four lemons and there are about 8 more on the plant. This is an actual photo of my veggies. Kind of proud.

All Girls Club

In elementary school, several girls and I would meet after school and walk to one house. It's was Kara's house. Once there, we would have some kind of great snack, giggle, do an art project, sing, and all other things girly. This would happen about every other week. We were all part of an all girls club called Girl Scouts. Troop 1367. I started as a Brownie and made it as a Girl Scout.

I don't think that I will ever forget what it was like as a Girl Scout. I guess it is the earliest stage of a great civic organization. They instilled good, honorable morals and values in everyone of us. I remember stand in a circle and singing the silly little song about making new friends but keeping the old. I remember the secret little hand squeeze as we had all of our arms crossed.

I'm not trying to tell you a story of "back when I was a little girl". I bring this up because Reece has brought about all of these memories. She has joined a Daisy Troop. Most of the girls go to the same school. On every other Thursday, Reece rides the bus with the other Daisies to the Troop Leaders house in the neighborhood. They have a snack and then start on a project. At the end, they sit in the same little circle that I did. They say the same promise. Sing the same song. Pass the "squeeze" of the hand in the circle.

It's just an indescribable feeling to know that we have experienced they same thing. It's the same feeling I had at her first dance recital. It's the reason that my eyes get watery with pride.

Morning Time

I am NOT a morning person. I don't drink coffee. A glass of ice tea or a DP will do. I need a good 20 minutes before I am ready to talk to anyone. This would include the Queen if she were here too. But I adapt. I jump in the shower to buy 10-15 minutes. I drag my feet brushing my teeth and putting on something.

The problem is that there are some new "things" that have really been starting off my morning with a bang.

1. Reece is not a morning person either. This leads to #2
2. She and I fight almost every morning about what she is going to wear. I can hear you Mom. Just pick the clothes out at night. We are starting this again tonight because I JUST CAN NOT TAKE it any more. It's just a really shitty way of starting the day.
3. I am on week 2 ( 14 days) of not being able to hear out of my left ear. I am on my second around of antibiotics. It just really irritates me to wake up and no improvement.
4. Addison is a morning person. She wants to talk and color and pack lunches and change clothes and do hair and 93 other things in the morning. I just want to sit for a minute and wake up.
5. Finally, Addison has taken a liking to MY cereal. There are no less than 8 boxes of cereal in the pantry. One is mine. When I sit down to eat it, she comes over and "shares" the bowl with me. Even if I make her own bowl, she still wants to eat out of mine.

I'm in a funk. It'll change. I know I need sleep. I checked the schedule. It's available next month.

Great for Viewing

We have four TVs.

A computer and a laptop.

But they choose to watch a show on the 2 inch screen of a ipod nano.

On the stairs.

She and I

That would be Addison and I.

We are spending a lot of time together.

She talks all day long. She reminds me a couple people that are related to her. Not naming names.

She is funny and moody. She thinks that I am her servant. I am not. She is not grasping this.

She wants to know how to read soooooo bad.

She likes to wear her nightgown all day. We have gone to school a couple of times to pick up Reece in the afternoon and she is still in her nightgown. I got looks. Just like today when she wore her nightgown to Ikea, Marshalls, and Tuesday Morning. Still getting looks, but I really don't care.

I really do love her but I love Tuesdays and Thursdays too.

She is at Mother's Day Out on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

A little NFL

For the record, I generally do not talk about the NFL on my blog. It's not my thing. I'll host a watching party but I will stay in the kitchen most of the time. So here is my little sports talk.

You see people on TV and know that they are celebrities. They are also real people too. They have kids, soccer practice, dance, and they need to buy gas too. Well, I still get a little giggle every afternoon.

Because Deion Sanders is in the carpool line like the rest of us. Sometimes he sweats it out in the sun with us "walkers". But most of the time he is sitting in that dreaded line. Their one-of-a-kind black conversion van is generally in the front part of the line. You know what that means. He actually left the house early for the pick-up. He's better than most of us out there.

He's just a regular parent like the rest of us, but his part-time gig gets him on TV on the weekends.