It is my home, my neighborhood, and my history. It is what I am and where I came from. Embarrassing? Yes Boring? Never

Friday, April 16, 2010

Sorry for the Lack of Posts

Sorry, but I have been trying to eat healthy and diet, which appearantly i cannot do whilst posting, watching TV or cleaning. Seems I can only diet while at work or sleeping. and it makes me a little tense, not quiting smoking tense, but I will smack your face if you ask me to get you anything to eat or if you mention chocalote at all or if i just feel like it. Not very nice behavior for a Memaw.

Monday, April 5, 2010

I Hear Nothing

They all left last night after a complete meltdown, a battle of the diva's, a major holiday dinner of 22, and of course, laughter. Half hour after all had left, the dogs had dropped where they stood, and Fat Cat and I were collasped on our respective couches. And what is that we hear? Silance, damn is it nice!

Thursday, April 1, 2010

FULL HOUSE-- SURPRISE

Soldier and family showed up Saturday, after turmoil and drama at the other stops. They crashed, i panicked to get into town for supplies as they announced they will be here until Monday! I cannot get out of work, the kids are entrusted to FAT CAT, and a slew of relatives have visited daily. I am taking up serious drinking.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

All Things Creepy

You know in scary movies where the girls turn their backs and suddenly the men are gone? You know how you think, 'how ridiculous is that, so unreal?' Well let me tell you that when you are in a giant closed down prison build in the 1800's at night, with only flashlights and you and the person who has known you longer than pretty much everyone on the planet and you turn around and you are the only two people, it happens! All i could say was if we had been wearing nities or bikinis an ax murderer would have suddenly apeared! I wore granny panties to make sure they were kept at bay.

I paid for this joy, for Fat Cat to have a birthday present of ghost hunting (like those TV shoes) so i found a woman who does it, booked me, fat cat, tank, bo peep and Butterfly for an evening (until 2 am!) ghost hunt in Mansfield Reformatory (they filmed the Sawshank Redemption there!)
Freakishly scary and haunted and such an eternally sad place, it wraps you up in fear and sends your heart racing.

Nothing like putting your selves in the midst of a panick on a bone chilling evening, armed only with flashlights and recording devices, to bring you all together! I loved it, absolutely loved it! Got my palm read, too.