The title is from the new Old Navy commercial where the chick jumps from her cubicle shouting of the stupendous qualities of the air she breathes....OH MY GOSH, that commercial has me rolling in the floor. Yes, I'm easily amused, I think we've discussed this before.
Well, first off I need to thank those of you who sent me well-wishes over the weekend. Thanks to Jessica, David the Better Living Guy (David just asked my questions from a few posts back, but anyway it made me feel better), Sychotic, Angela,and my new friend Sean, who googled "demolition derby" and found ME! Just seeing all the comments in my inbox this weekend made me feel so special and glad that I'm a blogger!
Okay, so Friday you know we cancelled the slumber party, but Mom, Sis and Bub and their kids all got to our house right about the time Paul got off work. But 6:30 the kids and I had already played with the karaoke machine long enough to cause a few fights and make a few kids pout, but ya know, I'm older and bigger and those kids are just going to have to learn patience when I'm singing, lol. *grin* Actually, I didn't sing much till Sis got there. The demo CD that came with the player had the song that Paul and I had had sung at our wedding and Abby thought that was ultra cool and she and I sang it as a duet many, many times before the family got there. Addison, Gentry and Sam were partial to "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow", but Ab was mesmerized by The Wedding Song. Old soul, I'm tellin' ya.
The evening was filled with pizza, red velvet cake (minus an entire layer of cream cheese icing), presents, two hyper boys (I served kool-ade with dinner. Kool-ade is hereby abolished from Diva's house forevermore. Evil stuff, that kool-ade), lots and lots of karaoke and we capped off the evening with "Annie". It was a good birthday party, even if it wasn't filled with screaming little girls.
Listening to the kids singing made me wonder at their hearing because you oughta hear the words they sang!! LMAO Of course, we always sing the beginning of "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" from Lion King with "Pennnnnsylvania! Come-a here-a big boy." Then "Pink pajamas penguins on the bottom...pink pajamas penguins on the bottom..." Yeah, we're a happy bunch. Makes no sense, but it's fun. Addison was singing "You ain't nothin' but a houn'dog, crackin' all the time. You anna nonna gonna robba and you ainna gone on time." There were plenty more, but I didn't write them down. I SO had to write down Hound Dog, though. Sis sang a rousing rendition of "The Bare Necessities". I sang "I Will Survive", which is a classic karaoke favorite. Sam, Abby and I sang "That's the Way I Like It" realizing we only know the "Uh huh" part - who knew there was more? Kady sang "Jesus Loves Me" a lot, completely a capela, since we didn't have a CD for that one. The pinnacle of the night was when Sis said, "Put this CD in, don't look at the title, but you're singin' it with me." Yiii...I was curious. Well, folks...say hello to "Diva Travolta" because I sang Danny's part in "Summer Nights" from the Grease soundtrack. My sister is forever known as "Heather Newton-John". And it was also ol' Sandy there who broke the karaoke machine with a high note. No kidding. It died and ate the CD. We're going to have to take it back to the store with the CD still inside because it's stuck for good. If you don't think I've had a ball teasing her for that one!
The next day was Homecoming and Sam and Addison did SUCH a good job! Mom's friends, Garry and Bev, have a yellow '52 Ford pickup the kids rode in in the parade and they had a ball with that. They did their part at the game like pros and looked so grown up! I teared up a little as I helped him with his tie before the game. I thought,"Ohh my goodness, there are going to be days when I won't have to squat down to help you fix your tie, Son. You'll probably have to stoop down for your momma..." and then came the tears. He just rubbed my arm and laid his head on my shoulder. Just gets ya right here...*sob*
It was so sunny and Addison's glasses are so magnifying that the poor child is rendered blind in the sunlight. We got a few pictures of her by herself with eyes open after the sun started going down a bit, but when this one was taken it was so sunny she couldn't do anything but squint.
Saturday night we went out to the only country club in town. Not country club as in golf, rich people and expensive drinks, but country club as in smoky bar that plays country music. Our neighbor is friends with the guy who was playing and we decided to go see him in person. He's a "Nashville recording artist" and actually had a video on CMT a few years back. He has a voice like an angel and I enjoyed listening to him. Paul doesn't like the bar scene much anymore so after an hour and a half he was yawning and fidgeting, subtly trying to get me to offer to leave. Party pooper.
When I posted this earlier I meant to save it as a draft but hit post instead. I didn't have anything earth shattering to finish with but am going to finish it anyway.
Yesterday was Sunday and two nights in a row I had stayed up past 2am and frankly I was tired. Bone tired. Christmas tired. I made a big breakfast for Paul and I around 11am then started a big pot of soup. I figured I could let it simmer all day long and voila dinner is served. I made homemade beef and vegetable soup. Paul doesn't like soup very much, so I have to be careful to pick and choose when I make it. I have to make sure the weather is just right for it or he won't eat it. He's insane. I could eat soup every day. Hey...I think I found the answer to one of the questions David asked above, lol. Anyway, I made an enormous pot of soup because we invited two other couples out for dinner. They never showed. I also made a big pan of cornbread, my Memaw's recipe. YUM I ended up freezing a quart of the soup, took another quart to my mom and fixed up probably another quart or so for Tiffany and Jill to eat at work today. Plus kept out a bowl for myself. Paul refuses to eat leftover soup - getting him to eat it once is task enough. So tonight the big butthead had a cold ham and cheese sandwich while I feasted on steaming leftover soup and cornbread. I think my stomach was happier.