Month: May 2009

My Preciousssss…..

Oh buddy…are you gonna be jealous of me.

My birthday was this weekend, and Bayou Husband got me something that has racked him up enough cool points for like…ever.

I got…..

Carry your library in 10.2 ounces

A Kindle 2 from Amazon.com. And it is so freaking cool. It is my precioussssssssss………..

I could go on and on about how cool it is, and all the nifty features, but you should just go to amazon and check it out for yourself.

While diet coke remains my main vice, I confess that I have a book problem. A big one. A good chunk of our postage-stamp size house is drowning under piles of my books. Books on bookshelves, in closets, under the bed, even in the laundry room. My purses have books in them, as does my car. I even have boxes of books in my parents’ storage unit.

When I was in high school, I often got in trouble for reading in class instead of taking notes. I am a certifiable book nerd. My college dorm room looked like a library. When our house burned down in 2004, I started replacing books that I had lost even before I had a house to put those books in. When I ended up unexpectedly in the hospital, I sent Grandaddy to the bookstore as soon as the poor man walked in the door. Luckily, he helped create my book obsession, so he wasn’t too put out.

Thanks to my new Kindle, I don’t have to try and figure out where else I can stuff more books in this house. And I have instant gratification. If I want the book now, I can have it now. I don’t have to drive 30 minutes, or watch for the UPS man.

It’s Bayou-Mama heaven. I may have to surgically remove it from my hand.

My Preciousssssssss…. 

Over 275,000 books, newspapers, magazines and blogs

But now, I have to come up with some ultra-cool plan, because his birthday is not only coming up next week, but he will be celebrating the big “30.”

I have an idea or two, but how do you top the perfect gift? I’ll figure that out as soon as I can pry myself away from My Precioussssssss.

A Slice of Friday Randomness

Today was field day at Oldest’s school, which any mother knows is always barely organized mayhem. This was Oldest at the beginning of field day:

field-day-1

About ten minutes later, he started looking a little funky. Wasting no time, I hauled him out of Field Day and down the street to the doctor, because it is a universal rule that your kids will always get sick on Friday night about 10 seconds after the doctor’s office closes. Seriously. If I went back and documented all my children’s illnesses, I would bet you that at least 70% of them popped up on a Friday night. Well, this Mama is no fool, and I decided that it was worth the co-pay to make sure we weren’t spending a weekend worrying. Sure enough, after a record-speed trip through the doctor’s office, we affirmed that Oldest has an ear infection. So, for the next 10 days, he gets his juice with a pink chaser:

meds

Gag. I feel for him. Just the smell of that stuff is enough to make me cringe.

I came home to check on the garden:

tomato

But don’t worry, I kept the minimum safe distance away, and did not touch…my green thumb of death will not infect anything.

These vines on my fence were blooming:

roses

They always do right around my birthday, which is tomorrow by the way.  I like them, but they are swallowing my fence, and it may just collapse under the strain pretty soon.

I made this for dinner the other night:

chicken-cakes

It’s a Southwest chicken-something-or-other. It was dang tasty. Leave a comment if you want the recipe.

Yep, I know there is no rhyme or reason to this post. Friday afternoons are often like that around here. That is why God invented the Drive-up Daiquiri!

This concludes my rambling, Friday afternoon musings. We will return to our regularly scheduled programming tomorrow.