Another round of completely random pictures from my phone. Because the fun never stops around here, people. THE FUN NEVER STOPS.
You know, if you take a picture during a game just because you have a lead, that’s a pretty good sign that the season probably isn’t going the way you hoped. I snapped this picture during the State / Vandy game about a month ago while I was standing in my favorite basketball-watching place: the corner of my kitchen (because that’s normal). Anyway, we made a big run in the second half but couldn’t hold on for the win. All in all it’s been a rough year for Bulldog basketball. Way too much off-the-court drama. Here’s to brighter days.
We were in the LifeWay store right after New Year’s. Alex saw this CD, picked it up, and after a few seconds he said, “Mama? Was this Mr. Travis in the olden days?”
Why, yes, young Padawan. Yes. Yes, it was.
Why did I take a picture of almonds? BECAUSE THEY ARE DELICIOUS. The cracked pepper flavor is a revelation.
He just keeps growing.
What? You don’t take pictures of grated cheese? BUT IT’S SO PRETTY.
Sometime around Thanksgiving I bought a new chair for the little den / office area next to our kitchen. I had been looking for something to replace the glider that used to be in this spot (before all the broken springs rendered it useless) – and I found this sassy number at a local furniture outlet. Even better? NINETY-NINE DOLLARS. For the chair and the ottoman (“and it’s LEATH-A,” as Joan Cusack said in Working Girl). I love the little touch of what my mama would call “contempo” on that end of the house – and the chair is my new favorite place to drink my coffee in the mornings.
The little man passed me this note a couple of Saturdays ago while I was on the phone. I saw the “xoxo” and nearly fell off of the couch. A sweet talker at 7? SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME.
I took this picture in Martha’s garage at Christmas. For two reasons.
1) Right after Martha moved in her new patio home she called me to see if I would call Home Depot and ask if they had any Rubbermaid storage units she could put in her garage because her neighbor had two of them in her garage and they were perfectly wonderful. I said that the storage units sounded like a great idea and then gave her the Home Depot phone number. And lest you wonder why I couldn’t just go ahead and call Home Depot and save Martha the trouble, let me just assure you that one thing I know for sure after thirteen and a half years of marriage is that it’s probably going to work out better for everybody involved if I am not serving as the volunteer coordinator / go-between for my mother-in-law’s storage and organizational needs.
And see? She found the storage units. And they’re perfectly wonderful.
2) The out-of-season floral arrangements on top of each storage unit? Just tickled me to no end. Because it sort of makes it look like Martha decorated her garage.
WHICH WOULD NOT SURPRISE ME AT ALL.
I mean, those storage units are so drab! And they just needed a little pick-me-up! A little pick-me-up! Isn’t that MORE FUN? SO MUCH FUN!
xoxo,
Martie’s Phone Number Looker-Upper
I love Martha. After all the stories/hi-jinx/hilarity you have written about her, I feel like I know her. You are truly blessed!
Martha’s garage decor? Darlin’ plus!
(also…I covet that yellow chair…)
Hey, girl. I followed the Martha link and ended up reading about Sissie’s birthday bash. This is a little off topic, but how is it that I have only ever heard of people with Mississippi connections being named Ouida? My mama’s mama was from Mississippi, and her name was Georgia Ouida, but she went by Ouida for reasons no one knows. Do you have any ideas?
Decorating a storage area?
Perfectly fine in my world. I have been known to go out and buy brand, spanking new baskets (read anywhere from 15 to 20) so that the shelves in my classroom would match. And, no, the school district did not pay for them.
hilarious. you always make me smile & today that floral accessories on the storage units have made my day. i’m gonna keep on cheering those bulldogs on…in complete denial….but cheering.
Not to mention the fact that the almonds are skinless!!! My mother picked up some the other day, I believe I could have polished off the entire bag!
I love the leath-a chair. I die.
There is something beautiful about shredded cheese. There’s no shame in photographing it. :-)
Lovin’ that leatha’ chair! And the note–PRECIOUS!
The olden days. What a hoot!
I still love your leather chair and think of it often :) Really, I just need a ‘spot’. Haven’t found it yet in this house.
must have the leath-ah chair. more deets?
There has never, ever been a Martha story I didn’t enjoy!
Love, love, love the chair! What outlet store did you frequent? I need to add it to my regular shopping rounds!
Every day that includes a Martha story is so very special. And extra wonderful.
Annnnnnd….your boy is SO darling. SOOOOOO darling.
I know I haven’t commented in forever, but that note is absolutely the most precious thing ever! Also? almonds+pepper=I NEED to go to the store now, thank you ;)
Adore that chair, and the price – you scored!!
Soph: YOU ARE GONNA LOVE THIS.
Remember this post you wrote?: https://www.boomama.net/2009/09/02/needing-some-closure/
I know you do. Well, I found a video today about Southerners and snow and all things inclemently weather related.
YOU WILL LOVE THIS. And probably use her new closing on all your closing remarks.
Check out my blog post today
http://themakingofmom.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-all-in-reporting.html
(or just watch this video)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p6a6N3bjxAI
(Yes, I just shamelessly plugged my blog.)
DID I MENTION YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THIS?
“Love ya long and love ya strong, but please, don’t be stupid,”
Jessica
Thanks for the laugh. The cheese is yes, beautiful, and I love the ottoman. Sometimes the ordinary is just extraordinary. Keep up the great cell phone pictures!
All I want to know is what furniture outlet did you find that treasure at for $99? I’m in Auburn – I will drive there.
Why do I read Boo Mama’s blog? Because it always makes me smile!
Excuse me, I need to go grate some cheese.