New man....new attitude

I haven't posted for so long that I had almost forgotten how to get to my blog! I had run out of things...well unless I started blogging about the weather....but now I have something new...a man. Okay well for those of you that know me very well maybe that isn't something new....but I would like to think that this time I am a little wiser. I have waited longer this time...that has to count for something! Come on..give me some credit....fine never mind...here's the scoop on "Mr. Perfect" His name is Richard...he's 58....he's perfect....and thinks I'm the best thing ever...thus he's perfect. You have to love a guy that is blind to all your imperfections! We met on a blind date set up by my girlfriend Lorie and her boyfriend (at the time) that worked for Richard. I wasn't too sure about going at all and at first it was awkward...but you know me...I ended up chattering away and was my normal sarcastic self. That was on Monday evening...he asked me out for the following Friday and after talking to him on the phone several times that week and the date on Friday I was pretty well hooked. The next day Saturday we went out to the firetower, he's with the State of Tennessee Forrestry Division...and his main job is wildfire fighting....anyway we went out there and went four wheeling in the woods. It was so much fun. Since then it has been a whirlwind of meeting his friends and family and just hanging out together. He has a motorcycle that we ride every chance we get. So far we haven't run out of things to talk about...and my chattering seems to amuse him. I did ask him how he felt about dogs...since you know how I am about my babies. He said that some of his best friends were dogs. He and Homer have bonded and Beatrice, although still momma's baby, she seems to think he is okay too. Stay tuned for further progress reports....but this looks like a keeper.

My heart

I have the most wonderful kids....they are a constant source of humor...love....worry. These are flowers they sent me for Valentines Day. Sunflowers are my favorite, and these were so pretty. They lasted forever...well okay not forever cause they are dead now, but they lasted a really long time! I had been outside working all day and to find these at the end of my day was such a surprise.

I'm always bragging on Steven for his cleaver ideas for Valentines Day...last year it was chocolate covered strawberries...and the year before that it was Tulips...he's such a sweet boy! The strawberries were from Sheri's Berries...and if you want a unusual tasty gift, well that one is up there. Sarah, my cleaver girl, makes me a card...and then calls to ask if it made me cry. She is so talented with her scrapbooking and card making...I've saved all of them....and yes they make me cry. These two have stole my heart and make me proud...each and every day. Love you!!

Token blog :-)

I don't really have a blog purpose today, except for the fact that I gave Sarah a hard time about her lack of blogging. I know her well enough to know that she will come here and do a "right back atcha" thing. Thus my "lack of purpose" blog. I've been getting ready for my trip to see my new grandbaby...who hasn't decided to make an appearance yet. I have finished her quilt, which is amazing, it's the first one I have finished before the baby arrived. I would include a picture but I want it to be a surprise, not for Addysen...for Kristina and Steve. I'm pretty sure Addysen isn't going to care. My next quilt project is to finish the Sunbonnet Girl and Farm Boy quilt for Sarah. I had made a quilt for Kylea utilizing some Sunbonnet Girl squares my mom had made. Since that quilt was a combination of my work and my mom's it had a little more sentimental value...and of course Sarah was jealous :-) . Since Sarah has blessed our family with boys, I decided to use the remaining Sunbonnet squares and ad some Farm Boy ones that I did and make a quilt for Sarah. The squares are all finished but I need to do the piece together work. I have some more quilt projects in mind that I would like to accomplish before Christmas but I am very much a mood seamtress, if I don't happen to be in the mood....well it probably isn't going to happen.

Okay...I think this is enough of a blog to keep Sarah's admonishments at bay. I promise to get back with a more interesting baby post soon....and of course some Homer and Beatrice updates.

That's Mr Homer to you

This isn't a very good picture but until I break down and get a real camera you are stuck with my cell phone pictures. This is Mr. Homer Munster...(you'll understand the "Munster" part if you have read my earlier blog). He is quickly adapting to Beatrice and I and getting both of us trained to do exactly what he wants. He doesn't like his collar...and if he see's the cable in your hand to clip to his collar....well he's running, the other way. He does pretty good staying in the yard, and doesn't really get too far from Beatrice. Occassionally he has bursts of blazing speed and goes tearing around the yard. Some of you have talked to me on the phone while he and Beatrice are playing...it's noisy to say the least. They play together really well, although Bea will put him in his place when needed. My household is never boring and they are a constant source of amusement. I am thinking that I should have bought a king size bed as opposed to a queen, they take up most of the bed now and Homer is still small. Yes, I know they could sleep on a dog bed on the floor, but if I don't make you sleep on the floor when you come visit chances are I'm not going to make my babies either :-)

Nothin better after a hot walk

Mmmm cold water really hits the spot after a walk in the park. What?!...what am I not drinking out of a dog bowl?!........who are you calling a dog?!

If it is a hot day and I get done with yard work or after a walk and I grab a bottle of water...well I better grab two, cause Miss Beatrice will pester you until she gets a drink. I have gotten more strange looks, but hey it keeps her happy. She will also want a drink when you drag the garden hose out. Yes, she is spoiled but she is my baby girl and sure is good company.

Home Sweet Home

Well this is where I live. My little house..it is perfect for me just the right size. I have two bedrooms, a kitchen with a small eating area, living room and one bathroom. It does have a full basement, which is nice in case of bad weather. My yard is small but it's okay...less to mow that way. I have a couple of adirondak chairs and a small table now on my porch. I sit outside with the dogs and read. I have a small deck on the back where I sit sometimes too. It's pretty shady in the back so it's usually a cooler choice. All in all it's a pretty comfortable spot.

Homer...Herman...Norman...hey you dog

Well I have a new addition to my home...it was an impulse buy at WalMart. In the WalMart parking lot to be exact. I pulled in a couple of weeks ago to do some shopping and there it was a big yellow sign that said...Boxer Puppies. With no one in the car to tell me no...I stopped the car, just to go look. There was a lady there trying to pick between two puppies...and there alone in the cage was the runt. He was half the size of the other pups...and he looked so pitiful. Most of you know that Beatrice was the runt, in fact she was small enough that Sarah carried her in the pocket of her hoodie. So it was fate...I had to get him. I didn't know what I was going to name him and was thinking about Beatrice and remembered that Bill had picked out her name. So on a whim I called him to tell him what I had done. He would have been the one telling me no..you don't need another dog...so maybe it was defiance that made me call and say ha! look what I can do without permission....anyway he said I should name him Homer. At first I didn't really think it was a good name...I thought he should have something more refined. But, without any better idea I stuck with Homer.

Upon arriving home we started in with the house training and frequent trips to go outside. I would start to praise him for his good behavior and I couldn't for the life of me think of Homer....I called him Herman once and then another time it was Norman. I was trying to think of something I could use as a key word to help me remember, and I thought of the Munsters..and they had Herman....no wait his name isn't Herman...crap! Well long story short I have remembered Homer now....and I liked the Munster part so he now answers to Homer Munster. Although if you say it in the right tone he will answer to Herman or Norman too.