Monday, September 19, 2011

Scattered Things

I had French Toast for breakfast, chips and salsa and an extreme amount of watermelon for lunch and McDonalds for dinner.

Thank you for listening and understanding. I feel better already.

(Only really, I feel rather disgusting having rehashed all of that, but at least my conscience is cleansed.)


It's high time you all met Baby Miley. I assume that's how her Daddy spells it - Miley. I don't know. All I can say is that my baby girl and my baby boy spend roughly 25 hours a day arguing over her. She's popular, this one. At least as of two weeks ago. Sure, she looks all cute and well-mannered there, but I've come close to chucking her out with the garbage scraps a time or two. Sister friend causes a whole lot of mayhem up in here.


Remember when I said I needed more color in my life? :)

This one wrote the book on color. And she learned how to whistle this week. She practices all the time. I, on the other hand, have never learned to whistle. Or roller-skate. Or do a proper cartwheel. True story.


If it seems like I'm purposely changing the subject from our impending move and uncertain future, I promise, I'm not. I just have a thing about not talking about something big before I know it's a done deal. There are things maybe-kinda-sorta in the works. But none of them are done deals. When they are, you'll be the first to know. Heck, I may even spill the beans when the deals are only half-done. It could happen.

But in other news, there's Silas. He's still slaying me hourly with his "Keen I?" It's my newest very favorite. He has also started the "Why, Mom?" over the past week. It's cute, too. For now. But its days are numbered.


We found a praying mantis. Ruby eagle-eyed it, as usual. She calls it a Prain Mantis. I refused to go near it because it's super creepy. But then I saw it sitting there in its yellow cage, looking all forlorn, praying for freedom, so I carted it outside and flung it into my flower bed.

Now who's the animal lover? Huh??????

Speaking of random, I'm unveiling another giveaway sometime tomorrow. It's all FPFG and it's all random, baby. Be warned/scared.

In the meantime, check out this post. My friend Danielle and her husband are raising money to fund an adoption. There is some major swag being tossed around over at her place, and you can enter for just a $10 contribution. It ends in just two days. You all know I'm passionate about adoption, so I won't bother rehashing all of that. But what I will say is this: Just because you might not be "called" to adopt doesn't meant that you're not "called" to contribute to those who are. Adoption is priceless but it's also pretty dang pricey. And there are millions of children waiting for their Mama. So go help a sister out. And hey, maybe you'll even win some loot!

(Did I just get a little soap-boxy there? I did??)

And speaking of supporting others, this post stepped on my toes a bit last night, in the very best way. We're all in this life together and I needed the reminder that "together" means the good and the bad and the fun and the work. I dare you to read it and not make a mental list of people in your world that might really need you in some small way. It's twenty-four hours later and my wheels are still turning.

I'll stop now. G'nighty, Peachy Pies.

Sleep tighty.