I'm Back From My Spring Break Blogging Break

and a bit upset about something. Normally I try to keep politics off of this blog because I feel that everyone is entitled to their own beliefs and opinions, but I cannot believe that Miss California is being bashed because she answered a controversial questions honestly



while there is practically no mention our President shaking hands with a known dictator and professed enemy of our country.



Am I the only one that is upset by this?

Short Blogging Break - Spring Break 2009

We are headed to the beach for a few days...



See you later Alligator!

I Am My Husband's Hero.

I just "saved" him from a black racer snake that were on our back patio.



Picture this is your mind...me with a full oven mitt and extra long cooking tongs...chasing a snake around the patio. Not a pretty sight...but I was successful. The snake is gone.

I could have sworn that we lived in the suburbs, not the backwoods. In less than a months time, we have had visits from a freaky frog, a rambunctious raccoon, and now a sneaky snake. I am almost afraid to ask what stopping by next!

I Have Regained My Composure...

and you will be pleased to know that I did not strangle Ky. We talked, hugged, and cried for a long time.

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Now I have a giveaway to tell you all about. If you haven't visited Petunia's...you need to. She is hosting a giveaway and I really need to win it. Momma Mia is Ky's favorite movie...and I seriously think that I am the last person on earth who has never read a Twilight book or seen the movie. Maybe if I win this...I might be popular again?

I Just Experienced Every Mother's Nightmare.

Just moments ago, I was washing clothes and holding a conversation with my 5 year old. My 16 month old was napping in her room. I went into my bedroom to put away some clothes and upon returning to the family room, saw that Ky was not sitting at the table like she had been when I left.

I called her name...no answer.

I checked her room...no answer.

I checked every room in the house and still could not find her.

Then sheer terror hit me...the pool!

I rushed out to the screened enclosure and searched the water. Thankfully she was not there...but where was she?

I ran into the backyard calling her name...no answer.

I ran out into the front yard screaming her name...no answer.

On the verge of tears, I ran to my next door neighbor's house and beat on the door. After what seemed like an eternity, someone answered the door...and that is when I found her. She had decided to see if her friend could play.

Relief flooded my body and my knees when weak. I told her to tell her friend good-bye...and then sent her to her room. I didn't know if I should hug her or scold her for leaving without telling me.

After regaining my composure, I went in and sat on her bed...and let her know that she must never do that again...

I just experienced every mother's nightmare...even if it was only for a short couple of minutes...but it was enough to last me a lifetime! Never again...

Hug your babies...and say a prayer for the mothers who cannot. Their pain has got to be unbearable.

A Late Night Visit

Guess it isn't the cats that are making the mess on my patio...

I Will Never Be Able To Eat Bananas Again.

I just read this story and will not be able to look at them without getting that sick to my stomach feeling.

I would have passed out cold if I had been shopping at



and found one of these



while picking up some yummy



I'm gonna have nightmares tonight!

Rest In Peace

It seems so surreal that just this past weekend, I was watching the remake of The Parent Trap and thinking how beautiful she was...


My prayers are with Liam,



her boys,



and the rest of her family and friends.

Wordless Wednesday - Scenes From Our Weekend With "Uncle" Rico

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A Little Green Friend

drops by for a St. Patty's Day visit. He seems content to float around in my pool enjoying the gorgeous weather...



seemingly unaware that his very life is in danger.



Avenging Abby is watching from under the picnic table...



while Tabby The Terrible stealthily follows his every move from the cover of the dining room tablecloth.



Suddenly Abby makes her move. Is she dreaming about her contribution to the St. Patrick's Day dinner this evening...frog legs!



Swim frog swim!



Foiled again!