Cappy has Arrived!

I got him out of his nice soft traveling bag and he immediatly started hitting on Allie's best friend bear.  Somehow he talked her into running him a hot bubbble bath.   She wouldn't scrub his back or join him in the tub, but boy he sure did try.  He's a smooth talker and I can see already he bears watching. (no pun intended, okay maybe small pun intended.)  He had an awful lot of bubbles in the tub and to tell the truth I'm not completely sure that all of them are from the bubble bath.

 Some I think are from bad diet and alcohol...sigh.   He definetly knows what he wants though.  When I wouldn't bring him a martini and informed him there isn't a red light district, Cappy just grinned and said "That's okay, I can turn any dull place into a sailor's paradise."  I also noticed that everytime I tried to leave and give him some privacy he thought of some reason to keep me around.  Finally I told him I had to go and get a few things done and with a gleam in his eye he gave me permission to go.  Sure enough he pulled a fast one.......next thing I know he has "friend bear" being a little too friendly.  How Cappy talked her into a massage and a whole jug of my best wine is beyond me.  Like I said he's one smooth bear.  He hasn't even been here 12 hours and he's already got half the house waiting on him hand and foot.  He told me he lost Goose's address and needed to get it so he could send her a postcard.  Funny bear, I'm sure he wants to send the postcard...but how convienant that the nearest place that sells postcards is so close to the liquer store.  Always thinking that bear. 

This is all for now, I need to go check on him there's no telling what that slippery little sucker has been up to while I've been posting. 

Any Day Now!

All links are in blue

Cappy should be on his way from Kentucky.  And the lucky little sea bear not only gets to go to an open bar reception, he also will be part of the new Xanga journal. 

     This is going to be great!   I'm not sure how Cappy will take being stuck in a church all day but I figure if nothing else I will bribe him with future enticements of the liquid kind.  I'll leave his AA meeting attendance up to Goose.  Sorry!  Anyway I figure Allie and I will both take care of Cappy and we'll take turns writing in the journal.

Thank God I have Allie, she keeps me on the level.  Right now she's on a xanga break but I figure it won't be to long and she'll be back re-energized.  Anyway Allie is in the thick of Cappy's trip and xanga journal so we are both looking forward to getting them here.  The Ozarks are in full summer glory so it's a good time to visit.

Welcome to the Ozarks Cappy!

No clear segue:

The first requirements came in for the Germany position.  New passports should have been gotten awhile ago so that might delay acceptance.  However, we start filling out paper work tommorrow and will fax some of Barry's forms and certificates.  I want this one bad.  In fact, I want this job to come through so badly that I have started fantasizing about my European Xanga friends that I could potentially meet.  The places I could see that I loved so much before, how long it will take for my family to come over for a visit.  All kinds of things.  And of all things...the great washers.  Man nothing get your clothes as clean with the greatest efficeincy as a good European designed washer.  I know, I know it sounds really odd.  But I missed my Spanish washer for years after we came home, but it was just too exspensive to get one here.

eyebrow update:

I have started practicing the makeup-coverups.  You know, brow pencils, eye shadow etc.  I figure if that's my worst problem then things will be better than fine. 

Woo-hoo!  EIGHT days and it will be a done deal.  I will be an official Mother in Law!   Ack! Run for the hills!

Oh the Horror, the Pain!

All men can leave if they are so inclined. This is aThing!

Uni-brow woman decided it was time to get waxed...before the bridal shower.  So I call my regular waxer.  Now this lady has been waxing my eyebrows for at least ten years.  I can literally just tilt my head back and not worry, plus it only cost $8.00.  So naturally I called her first.  Of course she was booked until hell freezes over, but I'm desperate so I call a new place in town.  I sit down with the ripper and explain in detail exactly what I want.  I even took a pencil and held it up like the little picture above.  The ripper is a very pleasant woman she listen to everything I say, nods once or twice, say she can do that no problem.  The ripping commences and I think man she's taking forever.  She must just be taking her time, you know being very careful with her new client.  HAH!!  I look in the mirror and surprise!  I don't mean I was surprised, I mean I have a permanent look of surprise.  They are over-arched, over-plucked, and one is plucked out farther than the other.  The worst part,  she ripped some skin off  my left eyelid and it is sore as hell.  So when I went to the wedding shower I had this nasty ass scab on my eyelid.  Of course it did make it extremely easy to look surprised at every present Emily opened.  A handy chopper...I'm so surprised!!  towels...surprise.  picture frame...surprise.  No that's not a skin condition on my eyelid....the dog chewed on me while I was asleep.  And get this, with the wedding less than two weeks away there is no possibility of having normal brows.  I think I will pay extra and have them photo-shopped in..... I like these.........................................I mean hell, why not.  I can't have her cheeks or lips or money, so why not steal her eyebrows. 

Well, aren't I the busy girl...yes I am. Every time I try to blog something else takes precedence.  I guess there are some things that just can't be put off.  Most of it is small stuff, like making the motel reservations for all the out of town guests, or getting hair appointments for all the bridesmaids and myself.  Small, but important nonetheless.  Then when I do sit down to write I think of some other detail, like who is going to take delivery of the cake at the reception site.  I need someone to keep it guarded since it's an outdoor reception.  Or, do I have all the music set and ready to play?  Sheesh, will it never end?  YES, it will on June 5th, on that day it will be completely out of my hands, for better or worse. (get it?) 

We're seriously thinking of applying for a contract in Germany.  We always had the idea that when both kids were adults we would go back to Europe if the opportunity came, well here it is staring us in the face.  Allie is 22 and Em is 20 and getting married, so that kind of says GO!   The Alabama and the Florida contract fell through so both of those locations are not an option.  We could still go to Texas, New Mexico or Arizona.  The difference is in the money.  Germany is a better paying position with better long term options.  Truth to tell I loved living in Spain and when we visited Germany I loved it there as well.  The mindset in Europe is entirely different from America and many times I have wished to be there rather than here.   I guess we will just  have to wait and see. 

 All for now since the bridal shower starts in a couple of hours.  Just thought I better let my concerned readers know I'm not dead.

     Well, my week and weekend did not go as planned.  Our computer got a network virus and within 24 hours it was totally useless.  I was finally able to get it repaired yesterday.  It had 2 sasser virus, 2 agobot and 1 trojan.  We had over 2400 infected files, which Ron, our repair guy, was happy to tell me is the new record for our area.  booyah, I'm just SO proud.  

     In wedding news, the bridesmaids and Tim's mom are giving Emily and Tim a wedding shower.  We are driving up to Green Forest which is about 2 hours from here.  We have to have a separate shower down here for local friends and family.  It's just to far to expect everyone to go.  Technically it probably should have already been held but things are insane here and we couldn't get it together.  I know Allie is supposed to give the shower since she's the maid of honor, but we have enough to do already.  I wish someone else would take care of that.  Maybe a fairy godmother or something.  Em had her 20 th birthday yesterday.  It being a Monday after a hellacious weekend we didn't really do anything.  Her sister and another friend are going to take her out next weekend to the comedy club and dinner.  We have a terrific comedy club so I know they'll have a blast.  Her dad and I figure her wedding should cover our gift giving for at least a year, maybe more.

     One of these days things will get back to running smoothly and then I just won't know what to do.  One of these days I will get to catch up with my xanga buddies and actually comment again.  Till then I hope you will all forgive me.

I was feeling extremely guilty about how I've neglected everything in the house until I saw this picture.

I'm not feeling near as bad now.Even at it's worst my house hasn't gotten this messy.  Sometimes a person just needs a little perspective.  I could spend all day cleaning my house and it would be done...in the living room above I could spend all week and probably not get finished.  I mean holy shit, make a path people!  I see lots of toys and baby stuff, is it possible there's a baby in there we can't see?    Now I know my house will never be as perfect as this one.  We have never finished the remodeling we started over ten years ago.  (Things have to be done in a certain order)  We have to do things by the paycheck, in other words it may never get done.  So I usually clean and neaten and try not worry about not having window trim or carpet or finished walls.  I figure the roof doesn't leak so we're warm and dry in the winter.  We have beds and food  and lots of love in this house.  That's more important than paint.  However, having said all that... to the people in the first living room...clean the damn house.  To the people in the second living room.... live a little, and send the decorator home.

We have lived here 12 years, Allie was about 10 and Em was around 8.  One of the first people we met when we moved into the neighborhood was Cassie and her family.  She has a daughter the same age as Allie.  I will never forget the day I met her, this string bean, blond twelve year old with the deepest sexiest voice I have ever heard come out of a female mouth. WOW!!!!      Her mom and I have depended on each other for neighbor things for 12 years now.  We take care of each others house when we go out of town.  Drive each others kids around, pick up mail for each other.  All the things that you need someone to trust with, I know I can trust her and she trusts me.   The last month we have bonded even deeper, she asked me if I would drive her to have a mole removed on her leg and three days later we got the word that it is melanoma.  Cancer, the big C.  The very word can make grown men cry and brings out the best and worst in people.   Tomorrow I take her to Little Rock for her pre-op app. and on Wednesday we go for surgery.  Everyone is understandably scared, but Cassie and I both have optimism about the outcome.  We are fighters and whatever it takes I will be there and together with our families we will get through this too. 

For my friend Goose.  I wasn't going to do this because frankly it's more than a little embarrassing.  But what the hell.  About a year ago I developed a completely irrational fear of taking a shower when I am home alone.  First I had to lock every single door and window, then lock my bedroom door and then the bathroom door.  The theory being they would have to get through three doors to get to me.  Then it descended into madness...I wanted someone in the bathroom with me.  So because my daughters and my Bear love me beyond reason, for months they humored me and would come into the bathroom and keep me company.  You have no idea the amount of teasing I went through.  But that's okay.  I am getting better, now I just need someone in the house, they don't have to actually be in the bathroom.  But I ask you this, where would I have been without my husband and kids around to "humor me"  I'll tell you... NO WHERE.  Because I'm not going out of the house STINKY!!!!!  So thank God for families that love each other enough to do whatever it takes....and goose remember that there are people out there that support you and understand in many ways what you meant and where you're coming from.

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Function: adjective
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The Wedding Planner

I told myself that I would not post until I had something besides wedding stuff to write about......yup, that's why there has been nothing, nada, zip.  Because for well over a month that is all I have been doing.  The end is in sight, June 5th is right around the corner, we will soon be celebrating.  I am beyond excited, that everything has come together so well.  Some might call it obsessive planning, I call it one chance to get it right.  Since I don't see anyone else stepping up to do all the work and we certainly don't have the funds to hire a professional, good ol' mom does it all.  And for those who think I don't know what I'm doing, this is the fourth wedding I've done.  I have discovered weddings are like everything else...the more you do it, the better you get.    

We are still planning on changing locations after the wedding.  So the move and living in the RV is still on.  It just got pushed back until middle of June.  Bear is going to have to go ahead of me since I have a committment to emcee our local festival.  That's another thing you get better at the more you do....this is the third year I've done all the emcee work, truth to tell it's a blast.  It's called the Archey Fork Festival and they have an antique car show, carnival, craft booths, free music and a ton of fireworks.  My job is to open the festival, introduce all the bands, give proper acknowledgement to all the sponsers and make sure all the little tech details don't get out of hand.  I usually work from about ten in the morning until 10 at night.  It's a long hard day and it's all volunteer.  Not one person gets paid.  I am just one of 50 to 75 volunteers, it's just I'm the one on stage so I am in the most visible position.  Woohoo, just where Hams like to be...center stage. 

Well, I have to do multiple things today and not one is getting done so I better get the hell off here.  By the way if anyone wants an invitation to the wedding you better e-mail me your address.  If you were to actually come you would find a formal afternoon wedding with a carnival/reception.  Carnival??? you say!  Well, why the hell not?  It is a family affair and if the adults get to drink, dance and make merry why shouldn't the kids have as much fun.  Since kid is a relative term, I do believe that after the pictures are all done I will get on my play clothes and climb into the bounce.  Make sure you check out the link, this is Emily's future in-laws.

This is where I put my apology to all my friends for neglecting you for so long.  When this is all over I promise to come by and play catch up.  Remember, if you need me, I'm only an e-mail away.  Have a great Friday!

You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too--yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.

Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party.

I would like you to dance--Birthday
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-Birthday
I would like you to dance--Birthday
Dance

You say it's your birthday
Well it's my birthday too--yeah
You say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.

When everything goes into overdrive, and the blooms are at their best.  I want to be outside enjoying all the gorgeous trees and flowers.  Problems is, I like millions of others wake up with a head full pollen, aching everywhere.  Sneezing becomes the hobby I do best.  Over the counter allergy pills are in my purse, car, coat pockets and medicine chest.  This makes me a member in good standing of the "Sinus Club".  How many of you are members?  Walking to the mailbox becomes a visual treat and a path through hell..  Right now the pine pollen is coming down so thick it leaves a layer of yellow on everything.  In the South you know it's spring when your car has a thick film of pollen and everyone is praying for rain to knock it down.  Come on rain!!

This is the bridesmaid dresses.  You have no idea how beautiful everyone looked in these.  Of course they never have the proper colors to show everyone, so this is the best I could do.  I wish there was some way for some of my xanga friends to come and share this day.  As odd as it sounds there are many times when the objective advice and opinions I get here are better than the advice and support I get from my so called "real" friends.  And I know in the last couple of days I have laughed here at xanga more than I have "in real life"   Somewhere along the line I changed fundamentally and my best friend just doesn't get it.  Truth be told I quit thinking of her as my best friend a year ago.  Though there have been several times I've tried to reconnect, it just ain't happenin'.  SAD!  I'm positive that this is a huge part of the reason I'm so excited by moving on and out of here.  A new start so to speak.  You would think after 15 years she would "get where I'm coming from",  now I'm just to tired to try anymore.  Luckily, I married my true best friend, and like a knight in shining armor he said "let's blow this place."  Okay maybe knights don't really talk like that, but hey, works for me!    So after the yard sale, the bridal shower, the wedding and (yech) the cleanup, it will be time to go. 

I had an antique bee smoker hanging on my wall along with a few other antiques from my grandpas farming days.  Kind of like an "ode to rustic living"   This stuff has been up there forever, I mean literally years.  We had a serious thunderstorm (no rain)  a bolt of lightening hit so close that the whole house shook and the damn thing fell off the wall about 4 inches from my head.  concussion by bee smoker, just what I need.  I think I'm going to take it all down and put up safer stuff.  I mean what if the damn crosscut saw had fallen off.  It would have been decapitation instead off a concussion.  I think someone upstairs may be trying to tell me something.  Like farm equipment belongs on a farm not on the wall dumbass.  It just looked so good with all the old barn wood trim that's in the house.  Oh well, it's best to listen when the big guys speaks.  One of them looks like the top one in this picture below.  The other one, the dangerous one, is six feet  long.  Yeah, real glad that one didn't come crashing down. 

Hope your Monday is so good you feel like it's Friday.  Sounds like an Irish blessing doesn't it?  

I swear Black Cat it's not a plot.  I don't know why every quiz I take comes up your Johnny.  Thanks to Darri for sharing this quiz.

Who will you be stuck with at end of time? by chi_a_baidh
Your name is
Your sex is	MaleFemaleUndecided
Your favorite color is	RedOrangeYellowGreenBluePurpleBlackWhiteOther
You are stuck there because	you murdered everyone else
For _____ years	53
With
He/She will think you are	stupid
You will	kill yourself
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