Grass is Greener Giveaway Winner!!!!

The winner of all the fabulous Grass is Greener goodies is....

Mama Belle!

Thanks to everyone who participated in the first ever giveway from Dixie Lust. You guys are truly awesome. Can't wait to bring you guys more surprises!

So...go ahead on over to Mama Belle's Blog and tell her congrats!

Mama Belle - e-mail me and we'll get you in touch with Haley who can send you all your lovely prizes!

Little Thing 20

Being here again.

Little Thing 19

The first taste of fall - as in my first bowl of gumbo.

(Is it odd that there isn't a single good picture of a gumbo on the internet? - I don't think I'd eat half of whats in these photos!)

Also - just a little something that doesn't make me smile - dropping my beloved iPhone into the aforementioned bowl of gumbo.

REMINNNNNDER!

Just wanted to remind everyone out there that TODAY is the LAST day of my super giveaway from the Grass is Greener.

You guys have until 8pm central time to enter if you haven't already done so!

The winner will be announced at 9pm central time!

Lost in Translation

Yesterday, I stumbled upon a blog by one of the funniest and most talented guys I know of, Tim Landry. I could say I know him seeing as we went to high school together and I've seen him around Lafayette, but I don't want to give you the false impression that I'm a part of the Lafayette's ultra elite yet so very cooool Hipster Scene. More on why I'm not in a sec...

Tim re-blogged a piece (that I absolutely loved) about how if your favorite female lead from an indie movie were a real-life person, she'd be an "obnoxious maniac." The piece goes on to translate scenarios from movies into real life - and somehow the adorable, heart melting, quirks just don't stand up.

Now, I can say I know a few real-life ladies who pull off the quirkiness with absolute ease and charm. I, on the other hand, can not. Don't get me wrong, my eccentricities don't bother me in the least bit - I embrace my wackiness with a religious fervency and fly my freak flag as high as it will go. I am, however, realistically aware that they don't make me an indie trendy "quirkamuffin."

For example:

• I'm a sentence finisher. I've tried, but I just can't help it. I get so excited about the other person is saying that I jump in to finish it - most of the times I'm pretty off.
• I hate wet sinks. Blame my mother and her obsessive cleaning, but every time I use a sink I take a dishcloth or paper towel and wipe it down.
• I can't look at someones mouth when they're talking - otherwise, I'll mouth the words as they say them...pretty distracting, eh? LyLa thinks so.
• I get so easily embarrassed for people on reality TV shows that I haaaave to flip the channel.
• When I'm leaving a comment on Blogger and there's a "Captcha" word, I say the "word" in my head, give it a silly definition, and use it in a sentence. Every time. Save my sanity. Get rid of 'em folks.
• I stumble over my words in almost all conversations (I'm realizing that a majority of my quirks are language related - makes me feel like an underdeveloped Rainman of sorts.)
• I've got an incredible long term memory (we're talking what someone was wearing the first day I met them in highschool) but my short term memory is crap - and I'm terrible at retelling conversations I just had.
• I don't enjoy people invading my personal space - I HATE being poked and I'm incredibly ticklish - to the point of convulsions and gasping for air. So if you ever see me, please don't touch me. Case in Point, LyLa (who's also my hair stylist FYI) has the hardest time washing color out of my hair - I squirm around and tense up, kicking my feet everytime she gets near my ears/neck. I have to apply pressure with my hands to my ears so I don't focus on her touching me.
• I'm completely obsessed with Garlic. I will eat it on anything and everything.
• I hate wearing shoes. I never wear shoes at home and wear sandals to the office so I can slip them off and walk around barefoot.

(ack! It's so weird to see all those side by side in black and white!)

So tell me this, what are your quirks?

Make me feel less of a silly-billy and tell me what makes you peculiar or odd.

(I promise I won't poke fun =P)

PS- I *just know* some ones going to read the above and web-diagnose me with some form of autism or a rare language disability.

This is the End...

Like it or not, the kids are back in school, the weathers changing, and summer is soon coming to an end.

So tell me dear lovelies, what was your favorite moment this summer?

Did y'all go any where exciting, see old friends, play in the water all day?

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me.

Flashback: 2001

LyLa and I rocking the s'pony (read: side ponytail) at a high school sleepover...

(We're near Mizz Wormser's computer, so I'm guessing we were on AIM, chatting with Harley Davidson - yes that's the boy's real name. OH memories.)

Little Things 16, 17, & 18

Apparently, I'm a happy, smiling lady these days. It could be one or all of these things that's got me oh-so thrillllllled to be alive.

15. Having enough time on my lunch hour to go to CC's, enjoy a strawberry banana smoothie, chat with LyLa, annnnnnnnnd enjoy the newest copy of the times.

17. The weather today! It's beginning to feel a lot like Autumn around here and all I want to do is drive around with the windows down and the music up.

18. The newest app on my iPhone - "QuadCamera." As if I didn't already love taking photos with my iPhone enough, this app lets me take super fun photos like the ones above.

Heaven Forbid I Ever Find a Husband...

Someone please tell me....

WHERE ON EARTH AM I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP?

At midnight, last night, Ollie was in full bed-hogging mode -

heavy as a two-ton elephant, mean as a grizzly bear, and snoring like...well, my father.

I didn't dare try to move her.

Okay, well I did... But she was a grump and growled at me.

*le sigh*

So here's the solution I came up with.

Yes. The floor.

More specifically, my yoga mat on the floor, topped off with fuzzy blankets and my memory foam pillow (courtesy of MTher).

I tossed and turned a little at first, but it ended up being an amazing sleep - mainly cause Ollie Monster wasn't kicking me in the ribs.


When I left for work this morning, she was curled up sleeping sooo soundly.

She was so cute that I almost forgave her for sending me to the floor.

Almost.

Little Thing 15

Perfect Saturday Afternoons - BBQ Chicken and lots of sunshine