Daddy's Little Girl

 

I am my daddy's little girl.  Still.  Which I think is great.  WE took this picture a couple of weeks ago while at a family gathering.   I have a lot of pictures with my Mom, but this is one of the only pictures I have taken recently with my Daddy. 

My Dad really spoiled my Mom and me.  When I became a young lady, if you know what I mean, my Dad was the one who would buy my supplies.  This was awkward as you can imagine but he would always include a little surprise of candy or gum. It was always in a brown bag folded down.

He also would write notes on cards and place them in my lunch ( My Mom did too).  That was really cute until he started speaking as if he was my bed and inquired why I never made it up, he was trying to sneak discipline in to my fun note, not cool,

He drove me to school most mornings ( he worked night shift and slept while we were in school) and put up with me and my bff blabbering over teenage girl stuff. 

 

When I was sick he would always buy me cherry ludens cough drops which tasted like candy and not cough drops, that was a major plus.

He never complained that I would chew all his Freedent green gum and I mean all, I think I lived off of gum and koolaid mixed with sugar.  I would eat it with a spoon.

He was nonconfrontational with me, which was a major plus, I don't like conflict, still don't.  I prefer to bury my head and not deal, just like Dad ( My Mom really loves this about us both bless her heart). 

 

My husband said that my Dad hung the moon and it is his job to hang the stars.  I am a lucky girl!!

Fright Night

 

We took a little road trip this weekend to Atlanta.  It was a fun filled trip.  We started our trip at Six Flags Friday evening.  We told the kids if we could get coupons for the park we would go.  We searched the local fast food restaurants for the coupons.  That search took us to a McDonalds one exit past Six Flags that had the BOGO coupons.  We decided we would eat there too.  As we were exiting the vehicle, an older gentlemen flagged us down.  He told us we did not need to eat there, this was a dangerous area and we should leave.  So back in the suburban we went towards Six Flags.  We went to another fast food restaurant at that exit too save time adn money, NOT !!  WE wasted 45 minutes waiting on the order , that was messed up, no surprise here.

 

Finally we arrived at the park to begin our adventure.  Our kids love thrill rides and were looking forward to the coasters. It happened to be Fright Feast at the park.  There were freaky looking people there to scare us.  Yes, we payed to be spooked.

While the big kids were on the Scorcher, little man and I decide to take in a monster show, or so I think.  I was thinking along the lines of Beetle Juice.  It wasn't.

They were blowing that fake fog all over the place.  Little man is asthmatic so we moved back away from that, BLESSING.  The show stared and dead people rose up from graves thrashing all over the floor, singing and moaning.  All the sudden I look down the aisle and see a dead man crawling on the floor grabbing people from behind.  I immediately jumped up and grabbed little man.  I am ready to race to the door , when dead man crawls toward me to grab my leg, I yelled NO and kept going.  I had to work hard to find the exit behind a black velvet curtain.  When we got out of the show, I realized I had little man in a choke hold.  His poor little neck and chest were red from my massive wrestling move.  I felt so bad!!  Luckily I hadn't terrified him too much.  It was crazy.  After I recovered from that episode. WE did have a great time.  I was prepared to find scary clowns and other monsters to jump out at us from anywhere.

Pretty huh?

 

We did have a lot of fun riding bumper cars.  It was my mission for me and little man to get everyone else !

Jackson was finally tall enough to ride the swings, the Big Ones.  I don't like them but rode them to protect him.

The most memorable event of the evening was Neal's cell phone going overboard on Goliath.  Now that was very unfortunate.

Thrift Store Make-over

Yesterday I was on the hunt at a local thrift store.  I found these.

I thought maybe they were used at a wedding or something.  I gave them a hint of Autumn.

They will probably also get a little love at Christmas. Not bad for $6.00 huh ?

Warning: Creativity in Kitchen Causes Injury

I decided this evening to roast an assortment of peppers today. I am not a farmer, I don't know which pepper is which.  I love the colors and shapes of them all ( especially yellow , red, and orange).  I decided to chop and roast them tonight.  I carefully sliced and seasoned the beautiful peppers and placed them in the oven to roast.  They smelled so fragrant.  So much so that my children were complaining of their strong aroma.  They said it burned their eyes.  Oh well, they don't like peppers( they get hot sauce for a sassy mouth).

 

I had a little itch in my eye, oh yeah you know what happened next.  I did it . I touched my hand to my eye, briefly, lightly, and OH MY GOSH !!!  The pain was worse than child birth.  I then began rubbing , yes RUBBING my eye with my hand, my chopping hand.  My tear ducts were paralyzed.  I was sure I was going to be blind.  At this point I was wondering if my epi pen could be used for this.  Anything.  I put my head under the sink and began running my eye under the cold water.  I had a brief flashback to my childhood of a blue bottle of eye wash we always had for emergencies ( wishing I had one now )

No relief, no help, what to do.  I took my pitiful ,burning, eye on fire to the bathroom where I contemplated plunging my head in the toilet but opted for the bathtub instead.  It began to get a tad better, like I was no longer contemplating removing my eye ball.  And then I had a light bulb moment.

I remembered that if you eat hot things that milk helps sooth your mouth.  I will give it a try.  So I gave myself a milk eye wash and instantly felt better.  CRAZY !!  It felt so refreshing.   I then took my little friends out of the oven and thought I should get a teensy taste of what caused me such pain.  BAD  IDEA !!!  I had a repeat experience only with my mouth.  I had to down about a half gallon of Chocolate milk .  My house smells like hot sauce factory with hints of dairy.  Maybe that could be a new Yankee Candle scent.