Mohawk?

Yes....summer is here. Colton and Dylan have their mohawks! And a little sun burn! Next will be "naked in the pool" with shaved heads, compliments of their Papa Danny, I'm sure.

Blog was down Sunday night and never even got on line last night. Trying to not settle back into working late everyday, so I left today at 5:26pm...home in time to eat dinner with Danny and Colby. Much better than having to microwave it, because I'm late.

Still really like my new job. The 10th will be a month....time flys when your having fun I guess.

PF

Mystery solved...

Yesterday morning I saw a BIG healthy coyote out to the side of our house, at about 6am (yes, I wake early on the weekends too, it stinks, but it's habit). That is probably what tried to eat Rebel Friday morning.

Since Chelsey is in Austin with Dallas and his parents and Colby was headed to the lake, Danny and I hit the road at about 1pm and got back home just after 9pm. Just went sight seeing, had a couple of beers in a barn/garage, ate a great dinner and headed back home. Had to get back to make sure the coyote didn't get Lily!

Not sure what we'll do today.....stay out of the heat for sure!

Pam

Twins?

When you have twins, you always want others to experience the joy of double trouble.... We had several pregnancies in my former CTX office and as soon as the staff would tell me they were expecting, I'd start in on TWO, TWO, TWO.... My pal Kyle (yes, female Kyle) decided to play a little trick on me the day she was to have her first sonogram. She had it all worked out to get a sono picture of twins to bring back and show me, and make me think I had FINALLY wished it upon someone and it worked. The whole office was in on this..... Kyle returns from the doctor, walks into my office in tears and I immediately think something was wrong! She says to me "IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A JOKE!!!!" Tears rolling.... as you can see below, Brodie and Olivia are now 4 years old....guess I had the last laugh!
And my new rule is to NEVER say twins again....no one will let me, LOL.

Pam

WHAT was that noise?

Friday consisted of a couple of questionable noises.....

First, it's 5:30am, I'm up getting coffee, Lily is up with me, everyone else is asleep (it's summer time ya know).....and I hear Rebel (our cat) SCREAM out on the back porch. Lily is barking, Danny jumps up out of bed, I freeze.....remember the monster ALWAYS get the people that go looking for him in the movies, so I AM NOT looking! Danny opens the back door as I stand back and there is no sign of Rebel. Duke (our lab) has ran around back to investigate as well. I'm thinking surely we are yet again, down one pet. NOT wanting to find the monster or the cat in pieces I stay in the house, Danny gives up looking and we go back to our morning routine. As I go to the garage to leave about 45 minutes later, there's Rebel, on top of Chelsey's Jeep, with a funny looking twisted patch of hair on one side. No blood. Not sure what the heck got ahold of him, but at least he's okay! That was noise number one for my day....on to noise number two.

My office is very near 35 and 121 in Lewisville. Basically we are on the 121 service road, which means one way only when we leave, or we have to cut thru the back and wind thru back roads to get anywhere. I HATE this.....in Plano, although a very busy intersection, we had everything right there, to grab for lunch. Since I'm tired of getting out at lunch and having to find a place that is not too crowded to drive thru, I decided to buy a small fridge for my cube, so that I'd be able to take my lunch, and have it right there with me, instead of in the community office fridge, where the cleaning crew throws it away! Fast forward, after stopping for fridge and supplies at WalMart Friday morning and setting everything up, 1:30pm rolls around and I realize I've not had lunch yet and it's late....I open up my new fridge, take out ham, cheese, mustard, jar of pickles....in cabinet drawer I grab a paper plate, bread and a knife. Mind you, I am surrounded by co-workers that are talking, working, etc all the time. I take the lid off the mustard to remove the little safety seal, replace the lid and squeeze, so that I can put mustard on my bread. WELL, out comes this noise, sounding like one big toot (from the squeeze mustard, not me)......everyone around my cube, that can't see me, but obviously heard gets very quiet. I put the mustard up, and open the jar of pickles. Pickle smell almost immediately fills my cube.... Now, if you were sitting on the other side of the wall and heard and smelled this, what might you think? Let's just say no one said a word to me for at least a couple of hours!

Friday night came to a close after Danny and I had dinner in Anna, Chelsey was with Dallas and Colby went to Tyler's, to join the family in celebrating Junior's graduation. No more strange noises....cat's okay and remember my motto....NEVER EVER go looking for the monster, that's when he gets you!

Megan, I think Hayden looks like a little drunk man walking, LOL, so cute!!! Carla, I anxiously await your next Winnsboro story and Jeannine, I'll pay the extra weight fee to hide in your suite case for the Bahamas!

XOXO,
Pam

Memories of Granny...

Not sure what has sparked my thoughts....but here lately I've been thinking about my memories of my Granny Spencer. Maybe it was our visit on Saturday, to the Point Church of Christ. I walked thru the new building, and couldn't help but think about the old one. The pulpit faced the other way for one thing. There was no nice kitchen, as there is now. I remember going with Granny, to church, a long time ago. I remember craw fishing in her front yard. I remember that she had a napkin pinned to the window of her front door. I can remember Papa Spencer with a flat tooth pick in his mouth. I remember the rocking chair, the washer and dryer being in the dining room (and I think they were green), neapolitan ice cream, sugar wafer cookies, her car parked right outside the door off the kitchen, the bowls that I now have in my cabinet being used to make those wonderful oatmeal cookies and macaroni and cheese, the rooms being referred to as "Raymond and Barbara's" but never hearing where Mom's room was. I remember her visiting our first house in Celina and actually getting in the pool and her legs floating up. I also remember the dresser in her bed room, the heater in the bathroom, and her flowers being beautiful all the time. Some of this is amazing to me, because I know that I was very young when Papa was alive. I also remember his cataracts being in a jar in the desk under the front window, and the silver Christmas Tree with four colored light and pink balls. I remember my toys, that are now in a cabinet at my house.

I'm proud to say I remember all these things.....

Pam

What to post?

Well....I've checked Megan's blog and see that Hayden is having a blast getting into cabinets. And Carla is now growing tomato plants. And Jeannine actually updated her blog this week.


With all that said, what shall I post tonight? Here goes.....Colby and Tyler have gone to Frisco, to see a movie at the mall. Chelsey has gone to Frisco with friends. I'm NOT worried....LOL, yea right. Summer has begun I guess. Lord let us live thru this!

Our pool is a nice shade of light green tonight. Something has gone haywire on the pump, so I've sent a text, email and call out to our pool guy saying HELP!!! The longer it sits light green, the harder it is go get back to a clear shade. Hopefully it's a minor fix. AND, hopefully no one shows up to look at the house....

Work is still good, had my first meeting today and no one walked out. That's a good thing!

Woohoo!!! Pool guy is now talking to Danny, since I do not know diddly about it, and never plan too!

Have a nice evening and TGIF tomorrow!!!

Pam

Saint Joseph...

Laugh if you want too, BUT, let me tell you about Saint Joseph...... I've been in the Mortgage business FOREVER and have heard every story you can imagine about buying, selling, financing, and dealing with houses. It is good luck to bury a Saint Joseph statue under your for sale sign, upside down, facing the street. When you bury him, a little prayer is also to be said.

Well....yesterday Danny buried this little statue and said his own little prayer. One hour later, a lady showed up to look at our house. Now, it's not a contract, but it is a start. Laugh if you want, but we are keeping this little guy in the ground. After the house sells, and we move, we are to put him "in a place of honor" at the new place....if he helps us sell this place, I'll get him his own throne!

Pam