Monday, April 27, 2009

A Monday Memory

My memory this week comes from Easter 2006. This was our last Easter in Memphis before we moved to Newnan.

Three things I notice about this picture:

1 - Colin is always Colin
2 - The cutest smile ever on Philip's face
3 - Madilyn was still little enough to wear hand-smocked dresses, and I was still a good enough Mom to make her hand-smocked dresses.

Oh, and one last thing, my necklace was fabulous.

My sister and her family had come up from Hattiesburg for the holiday.

Tanner decided to sleep through the picture taking. He is dreaming of LegoLand filled with Reese's peanut butter eggs.

My parents are lucky lucky people. They have the best looking group of grandkids ever! Mine are definitely cuter than my sister's, but her's take a close second.

Me, my mom, my brother Blake, and my sister Miriam. What a bunch we are!

Here's to all our Easter's together, and many more to come!

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Happy Happy Birthday, Jen Dear!

It's a day that comes along once a year. Your day, your very own special day. Your happy birthday day. I couldn't let this day pass without wishing you the happiest of birthdays, even though you are forced to spend it without me!

Seven years ago, we met and a great friendship was born. You are as close to me as a sister, you know more about me than anyone. And even though you once did this to my son without my permission,

we have stayed the best of friends. But really, about that, does this look like the face of a happy boy?

But for the sake of our friendship, I looked past it, even though Philip was single handily going to bring the mullet back!

Can't wait to see in July, so we can do more of this

and they can do more of this

For the sake of everyone, we better keep a close eye on those two. We need to make sure to capture more pics like that to share at the wedding in 15 years!

So, if you know Jen, and you love her like I do, wish her a happy birthday by leaving a comment. Since I can't convince the girl to start a blog or join Facebook, this might be your only chance!

Love you Girl!

Better Boys

I want better boys. I mean boys that are better than any other. Boys that I can be proud of. Boys that I can show to my friends and make a point of bragging about how much better my boys are than their's. Boys that are the best looking among any other. I desire these better boys to such an extreme that this year, I have decided that 25 better boys should do the trick to satisfy my need for the best of all the better boys.

Now that I know I can produce produce, here's to a great growing season, full of red, ripe, firm, juicy, delicious, perfect better boys.

No misbehaving allowed.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

My Pneumatic Wheezer

Sorry for the lack of posts lately. I have been busy. I do have a life. I do have things to do. Unfortunately, I have been busy doing things that I would much rather not be doing, mainly nursing a sick child. My little guy, Philip has been very sick.

Philip has had a chronic cough for quite a while, mainly at nighttime. We go through cough syrup fast. But lately, Philip's cough has crept it's way out of the shadows of the night, and made itself boldly known during the light of the day, making Philip a miserable little kid.

I finally broke down and took him to the doctor on Wednesday. He said he could hear some wheezing, and was concerned he may be developing asthma. He prescribed an inhaler to use as we needed it, and sent us on our way.

Thursday there wasn't much change.

Friday, it all hit the fan.

He went into a coughing fit, and couldn't get his breath. His chest was hurting so bad he would scream out in pain if I even touched him. So I rushed him back to the doctor. They listened to him breathing, and gave him a full-on face mask breathing treatment to see if that helped. It didn't. They then decided he needed a chest x-ray. So off to the hospital we went. People are so nice at hospitals when they see a very sick child.

One chest x-ray later revealed what the doctor has assumed - pneumonia. Yeah, I know. I almost freaked out, too. So they put him on an antibiotic, and sent us home, with strict orders to bring him straight to the ER if he started having any problems breathing.

So far today, he is about the same. I have to take him back to the doctor on Monday to see how he is reacting to the antibiotic. He is also still using the inhaler to help him breathe. Poor little guy. I do not like having sick children. It is a very helpless feeling.

I'll keep you posted if there is any change. Hopefully the only change will be for the better.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

It's All Relative

I'm sure we all have a favorite relative. You know the one that just cracks you up, that is always doing something crazy to get a laugh out of you. My favorite relative has to be my uncle Bill. Uncle Bill is my mom's sister Debbie's husband. Did you follow that geneological track? I'm sure you did fine.

I have so many funny memories of good ole Uncle Bill from my childhood. He was so crazy, always barking like a dog, making inappropriate jokes, you know the kind. Uncle Bill also always made me feel good about myself - boosted the self-esteem. Every girl needs a lot of that!

I love Funny. I also love Crazy. If I wasn't already married to Donny, Funny and Crazy would be fighting over who gets me. Good thing I don't have a problem getting a little Funny and Crazy action on the side, cause I need it! If it weren't for them, life would just be sad. Over the Easter weekend, there was plenty of Funny and Crazy stuff to go around. My BIL Ross is another lover of Funny and Crazy, hopefully the female version. Leave it up to Ross, my kids' favorite uncle, to teach them the art of making homemade bubbles.

All kinds of inappropriate remarks are flooding my mind right now, but since this is the family blog, I better keep it clean, like Ross' hands after all the bubble blowing.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Easter, in Retrospect

The long awaited post has finally made it's way onto the WWW. With all the anticipation that has been built up waiting on me to get this done, I am sure you will be disappointed with what I have for you.

One thing I learned this past weekend - I suck at taking pictures. I somehow managed to NOT get any of the pictures I needed, well, needed is a little strong, let's try wanted instead. But, since my new life philosophy is all about learning to live without my wants, and being happy to get what I need, I guess my lack of picture taking skills fits right in.

Have I completely lost you? Yeah, you can stop reading now if you want. It doesn't get any better.

Speaking of not getting any better, our Easter was fabulous. My sister played Hostess to us Langley's at the Arroyo estate in the oh-so-hot town of Hattiesburg, MS.

Do you realize that in 1 year I will have spent more of my life living outside the state of Mississippi than I spent living in it? Since I am a southern mutt, I guess that is fitting. I never know what to say when people ask me "Where are you from". Life is so confusing.

Sorry, I got distracted from my accounting. We started our weekend away by heading to Alabama to pick up our offspring from the grandparents house and drop off the giant dog for the weekend. I arrived to find my beautiful baby boy abused and broken. His grandparents thought his older siblings were responsible enough to drive him around in the golf cart, but I would say that one massive bruised, scrapped face, and the almost loss of his right leg would prove them wrong. I also found one confused tweener daughter, who was told by her pepaw during her visit that she couldn't have donuts for breakfast, because, according to him, who eats donuts for breakfast? I know, I was confused too. And Colin, well, he was still Colin. Try as he might, he always manages to find himself in some sort of trouble.

Note to self: Next time you graciously agree to let others' watch your children, give clear DO's and DONT's for the safety of everyone involved. Not that "they" would listen to me, but at least then the abuse is on "their" heads, not mine. And don't worry, "they" don't read my blog.

Friday morning we happily made our way to my sister Miriam's house just in time for us girls' to head out and spend the rest of the day doing what our husbands' hate most - shopping. When we could spend no more, we made our way back to the estate to find that our most beloved Nana had made her way down from the north of the state. It's not often that we Langley's leave Georgia, so when it happens, everyone wants to get in on the action.

My children were thrilled beyond belief to find that I had purchased the necessities for them to do this crazy stuff:

South MS was a whopping 85 degrees, so how could anyone expect children to resist jumping in the pool, even if the water was freezing cold. After multiple belly-flops, noddle wars, beach ball kicking, and one near fatal drowning courtesy of Philip falling in the pool unnoticed, we called it a day. The near fatality was not Philip, but rather me, after my heart stopped beating trying to rescue him.

Saturday was all about chillazing. The sun was shining! Cousins were happily playing together. It was the perfect day, mainly because I fell asleep on the couch for an hour without interruption. Not sure if anyone else even knew that before now. Can't remember the last time I got to do that. More swimming, sun-tanning, egg hunting, candy eating, dessert making, egg dying, ladies chatting, Masters watching, clothes matching, and chicken grilling occupied us for the rest of the day. And did you know my BIL, Ross, (you know the one) occupied himself all day preparing and planting a garden? Good thing he had lots of crack to keep him going, otherwise, he might have gave out. Told you I didn't get all the pictures I needed.

Ahh, Easter Morn. The sun was shining. Birds were singing. The bunny had come. Philip told me he woke up during the night and looked out the window, and saw the bunny hopping around. It must be true, he says it was so.

After church, a lovely Easter dinner, and unfortunate packing, it was time for us to make our multi-state trek back home. It was a long drive, I mean L - O - N - G long, including another stop in Bama to pick up the giant dog, which of course, did not go without all kinds of drama, including Pepaw running around the yard with his gun trying to shoot the neighbor's dog, (welcome to my life), and Colin crying his eyes out because he missed Tanner so so much, and no matter how hard he tried not to think about him, he couldn't stop, and just really really missed him and was so boo-hoo-baby crying sad. But through it all, we made it home, and the house was still standing. No fires destroyed it, and no tornadoes ravished it. We were blessed.

So thanks, to the Arroyo's for a great weekend out of the nutshell. Until next time,

Monday, April 13, 2009

Post in the Making - Please stand by

An entirely too detailed account of our Easter weekend in review is in progress. Please be patient and check back soon for the published post.

Thank you for your interest in our uber exciting life.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Thought Provoking

Only in America drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.
Only in people order double cheeseburgers, large fries, and a diet coke.
Only in banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters.
Only in we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage..
Only in we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight.
Only in they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.


Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?
Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why don't you ever see the headline 'Psychic Wins Lottery'?
Why is 'abbreviated' such a long word?
Why is it that doctors call what they do 'practice'?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?
Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?
Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes?

Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?!
Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?
Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?
If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?
If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Good Raisins

What is the smartest state?


It got 4 A's and 1 B

Generation after generation, these boys are being raised right!

Roll Tide!

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Puppies, Hush! It's only Catfish

Why do dogs like to chase cats? Not sure, but don't you think it is strange that we eat hushpuppies with catfish? Just something to think about.

Donny's parents came for a quick visit this weekend. The original plan was to plant the garden, but with all the rain we have had, and even more on the way, we decided we needed to wait. So we spent the day working in the yard, raking out flower beds, cutting the weeds, I mean grass, and hoping that warm weather hurries up and gets here to stay. I needed a day like today so bad. After the awfully stressful week I have had at work, it felt good to get outside on a warm sunny day and just work in my yard.

After the long day, we had us a southern catfish fry. We had some yummy fried shrimp, catfish and hushpuppies.

Next week is Spring Break here in Newnan, and so my kids get to go to Sweet Home Alabama with the grands. I know, I'm lucky. No children for a few days. I will count my blessings while they are away!

Friday, April 3, 2009

An update on my bad day

To read more about the closing of my DC, click here and here to read articles in the Newnan Times Herald.

Yesterday was a very emotional, heart-wrenching day for me. I have always thought of myself as a compassionate person. I feel other people's pain too much.

I spent my day handing out severance packets to all of our associates. It was very difficult. Like I said yesterday, most of our people have been with the company for many, many years. It was not easy to have to hand them these packets, whose contents held their future, and what the company will be offering them as a severance. I had to look each person in the eye, and see their heartache. It was not easy for me to keep it together. But somehow, I held myself up and continued on with my job, offering smiles and well-wishes along the way.

We have three months until the DC stops shippping to our stores. After that, we have 8 weeks to get all the remaining product out of the buildings. Then, we will finalize the closing of the buildings over the last month. Because of my job, and the position that I hold, I will be here until the bitter end, which right now is slated for 9/25. My boss said we could actually end up working longer, but time will tell.

After that, we will see. I told Donny to tighten up his seatbelt, because we are back on the roller coaster that is our life. Hopefully we can continue to enjoy the ride, even though we are scared to death we are going to fall off the tracks.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

A bad start to my day -

Life is full of challenges. Everyday we face them. Some aren't so bad. We know that if we can just get through that day, then by tomorrow, we will be fine.

But other challenges, they are bad. We know that the challenge presents months of worry and anxiety, days and weeks filled with uncertainty about what is going to happen, and how we are going to get through this challenge.

Today presented itself to me with a difficult challenge. I do not like today. It is my least favorite day in almost a year.

Today I get to work at my normal time. I walk in the distribution center, and immediately, I know. Today is going to be bad. When you walk into work, and see all the major corporate gurus in their fancy suits waiting, you know something bad is about to happen. I already knew what was happening. My instinct has been telling me for months what was about to happen. That is one of the perks of doing the company's financial reporting. You know how the business is doing.

My GM sees me standing there with the "look" on my face. He knows I know. He can tell by looking at my eyes. His eyes tell me I am right. His mouth tells me to report to the breakroom for a meeting. All the DC associates are already in the breakroom, waiting.

Soon, they come in, the big wigs. They drop the bomb on the building. They are closing our distribution center. Come July 3rd, 300 Rite-Aid associates and managers will be out of a job. The news hurts. The news devastates. The news breaks hearts. The news is bad.

This distribution center has been opened for 31 years. We have only been Rite-Aid for two years. Before that, we were Eckerd's. The majority of the people who work here have been working here, in this building for 15, 20 ,25, some even over 30 years. They have literally spent their entire adult life working here. My heart aches for these people. They are losing more than a job. They are losing a piece of their heart.

As for me, I don't know right now. This is the second job I have lost due to a crappy economy in less than a year. Maybe that is a message for me. But for right now, I just really don't know.

Pray for my family. Pray for all the families of the people who work here. We all need the strength that only our faith in Jesus Christ can give us.

We will endure. We will survive. We might walk away with some scars, but at least we will still be walking.