A day in the life

Arriving home after 3 EXTRA hours in the car is never an easy thing, especially when you walk in the door 2 hours past dinner time with 5 hungry little peeps and an equally starving Mama and Daddy who are trying their darndest not to eat their young! Before we knew it, we had catapulted into emptying the car of all of its equivalents, minus the crumbs left from hours of not stopping to eat. As the last piece of luggage entered our crowded front hallway, we sent youngsters spiraling up the stairs to wash off all of the road gunk that certainly settles on your skin when you use bathrooms at the Cracker Barrel, Zaxbys, and even a rest stop or two. Shoes stayed at the door to be properly de-germed, and clothes were stripped and put in hot water. The little monkeys galavanted in the tub while I hastily began a load of laundry and sat online trying to order a Dominos pizza to quiet our yowling stomachs. The five littles were fed, as they laughed with glee at being home again. Instead of being exhausted, their voices ramped up to levels only a dog should be able to hear, and DH & I tried to keep from saying, "Be QUIET!" too many times since they had been held like caged animals for an entire day. Our day begins in the dark hour of 6am, but our children were not ready to settle down and go to sleep. Coughs, "I need water!", "I need milky! and Lambie! And Night Night", all filled the air as DH & I tried to get them to go to sleep so we could have a few hours of sanity. I ran around unpacking what I could, and finally took a shower to rid the last person of any remnant of nasty road germs. I hardly remember falling into bed and before I knew it, it was oh-dark-twenty and I had to wake up and start a new day.

Clothes were laid on each child's bed, lunches were made, and backpacks were at the front door. It should have been an easy morning, but it wasn't. One child squealed like a high-pitched pig because they didn't like the way their pants were fitting. Said child did his/her best to wake baby #5. I did my best to hold it together, and I was not 100% successful! No one ate their probiotic yogurt at breakfast, so who knows what germs they'll pick up today with unprotected guts! The fab four left, and I felt sure I could unpack some more, do a little laundry, and maybe even make it to the store, but Hurricane had other plans. Every 2 minutes I had to take her to the bathroom or change her clothes, or put on another part of her Halloween costume. There was no time to look for the I Pod that is missing that my OCD mind will not quit obsessing about over and over again. The next load of laundry was not started and I just loaded the dishwasher. "Forget it", I thought to myself. "I'll just go to Target and pick up those bikes". That should be easy enough. I stuffed the ballerina fairy-clad Hurricane into the car, and raced to pick up the 2 bikes that need to be hidden for Christmas. The bikes were signed, sealed, and delivered, and were supposed to be happily waiting for us at Customer Service. But that would just be WAY too easy. I gave Jesus my claim ticket, and he went in search of the bikes, after repeatedly asking me if I had brought the bikes to the store after having them at home. "No, I BOUGHT the bikes here last week. DH said one of the brakes was hitting the wheel, so your bike guy was checking both bikes for us. I just need to pick them up & take them home now". I don't think he ever fully understood. He said to give him 5 minutes, and I had to give him 5 times 8 minutes (40), and I almost lost it. I called DH in tears after I had bought soap and batteries and entertained Hurricane as best I could with her exposed top. Finally FINALLY the bikes were found. Then they had scratches, so we had to wait for MORE bikes. At long last, 2 shiny new bikes were loaded into my car and Hurricane and I sped off into the sunshine.

The bikes are happily hidden at a neighbor's house and now I was able to sit and write a minute before tearing apart the rest of my bedroom in search of that silly I Pod!! OCD wins once again:). Happy Monday, y'all!

Ellis Bros. Pecans

Mama Henley's family had a fabulous Thanksgiving in Georgia! The weather was nice and cool which was a welcome change to our Floridian family! We were spoiled by Mimi and just enjoyed being in the state where DH and I met and fell in love. One thing a good Georgia boy loves is pecans. After visiting our friends Nita and Drew, we learned that Ellis Bros. Pecans has the best pecans and goodies like Divinity in the whole state of Georgia! And, we were going to drive past it on our way home to Florida. As you can imagine, we had to stop. I happily loaded up on goodies for all of our friends here in Florida and even had a package sent to a friend in another state! My only regret is not buying more than I did!! We can't wait to eat our spiced pecans and to share the goodies we bought our friends. I don't want to spoil the surprise, but I thought it was the perfect gift! If you ever find yourself in South Georgia, stop in Vienna at Ellis Bros. Pecans. You can walk through a pecan orchard, see cotton growing in the field, and taste some of the best pecans you'll ever taste!! You'll be glad you stopped!

Visit www.werenuts.com to buy pecans and other goodies online!

Mimi

We are so thankful for Doug's mother, whom the children call Mimi. She is a wonderful gift to our lives. After losing her husband of 50 years, she has done amazingly well. The last 2 years have not been easy ones, but Mimi has handled adversity and grief with grace and great faith. She is a woman to be admired. Dh has always said his mama has a true servant's heart, and he is RIGHT! Mimi unselfishly gives of herself to others. She is very thoughtful. We exchanged Christmas gifts with her the other day, and I was amazed at how well she knew each of our 5 children. We have no exchanges to make with gifts because she knew exactly what each of us enjoys!!! Just wait until I start printing on my new wireless printer & cooking up chocolate from my new cookbook! :) The children are thrilled with their new clothes, Leapster cases, and leapster games. Mimi even kept all 5 children for the night so that we could enjoy a quick night away to see old friends! Mimi, we thank God for you every day. We are thankful for the way you teach all of us through your strong faith. We are proud to call you Mom!

Thank you, Lord

This Thanksgiving, DH & I rejoice over so many things. We are so blessed!! We are thankful for the health of our families. Although we would rather have DH's father here with us, we are grateful that he is celebrating in the arms of our Heavenly Father. It is a gift to celebrate the memories we made with him here on earth. We are thankful for children who are healthy and survived premature births and hospitalization. What a blessing to hear them playing happily this morning, using the minds the Lord gave them to play hospital and office. It is a perfectly beautiful day today, and we are so happy to enjoy the slight chill in the air and beautiful sunshine. DH & I are thankful that we can worship the Lord freely without persecution. Our tummies will soon be full with a bountiful supply of delicious homemade food!! We have a wonderful home, a loving extended family, and many sweet friends. Today, we will acknowledge our many blessings, eat until we're too full, and then enjoy a brisk walk outside! May you realize your many blessings today too!

Tuesday's Tip

As Christmas cards start to pour in, create a cute bowl or bucket to place them in as they arrive. My mother has a metal wreath that she fills with cards. Each night, choose a card (or let your child choose) and tell your family how you know this other family. Then, pray for your friends. It's a great way to quite literally bless others!

My Mama Always Said

My Mama always said that you'll never meet a Dollar Store you don't like. She LOVES them!! She finds all kinds of "treasures" at Dollar Trees across the country. I love it! I often call home and ask where Mama is, and chances are, she is off finding bargains at the Dollar Store!! Hilarious.

Now I do have to tell you that Pink, Green, and Southern finds INCREDIBLE craft items at the Dollar Store. Wait until you see her Advent Calendar! Do you or your Mama like the Dollar Store?

Oblivious

Don't you just love it when you're trying to take a really good picture and people around you are totally in la-la land? I mean, really, peeps, I didn't come to the beach to take a picture of you and your beer gut. I'm here to take pictures of my 5 little darlings. People like the ones below just kept getting in the way. Thankfully I finally did get a great picture!

Whooooo would have thought....

Whoooo would have thought we'd have a Great Horned Owl in our backyard!! This mama owl and her baby were in our oak tree at dusk the other day. They stayed there for a very long time!! We all enjoyed looking at the owls and even seeing the baby take flight. Mama Owl stayed for a while and thankfully did not attack us with her talons!! We do love the nature here in Florida. It is incredible! I guess Mama Owl knew to come to a Chi O's house! Whoooo Whoooo

Put a fork in me...

I am done!! I am having a week where I have raced around from one thing to the next and I gave up weeks like this!!! I have really tried to just concentrate on our little (well, compared to the DUGGARS) family & not much else because lemmetellyousomething, that in itself is a LOT. It has been a fun but FULL-of-activity week. I am not even going to say the word BUSY (burdened under Satan's yoke) because I hate that word!! When you tell someone you are so busy, as in, "I've just been so busy so I couldn't call you", you are communicating that you really don't care a whole lot about them because you didn't take time to call. I am digressing with the best of them and that is because I am zonkered! Do you all feel this way this week? I am so excited about our program and feast at school tomorrow, though I CRANKED out some casseroles today!! This is a little stream of consciousness post, isn't it? Well, dahlin' readers, I am off to bed. Will someone take the fork out?

I Crack Myself UP!!!!

When you move to a new town, it takes a while to figure out "your places" such as your drycleaner, who will cut your hair, who will vaccinate your children, and where to buy some new frocks. Word of mouth tends to be the best way to find things, but it also helps to drive around. I don't remember much about last winter, but I think little H & K & I did a lot of exploring! On my expeditions, I have often passed by a little shop with the most beautiful flowers sitting in containers near the road. I have wanted an excuse to spoil myself with these flowers because they are so varied and unique and just gorgeous!!! I have always wondered how much they cost because the sign does not say when you drive by in your car. Well, my sweet friend, W, had a birthday yesterday. We were meeting for lunch today and I planned my morning so that I would have just enough time to scoot by this flower shop to buy one of the gorgeous, ready made bouquets. I knew how much I could spend and everything. I had really thought about this and planned to buy these flowers!! H & I zipped to the front of the little shop and I stuck my head in the door to ask how much her gorgeous fresh bouquets were. "Those?", she said as she pointed. "Oh, yes!", I excitedly replied. I couldn't WAIT to give beautiful W beautiful flowers. She laughed and said, "They're SILK! I use them to let people know we make arrangements." Not having time for an arrangement, I replied, "Oh", and laughed at myself for admiring FAKE flowers for 10 months!!!!!

Only Me

Last fall I told the funny story of how a girl who sent her children to the same preschool thought I had it all together, when really I don't. I seem to have a problem with pants and undergarments!!! I went to pick up a pair of pants from the tailor today. While I was there, one of the most fit and thin women I had ever seen was trying on her clothes and of course having her SHIRTS altered b/c they were a little too big on the sides because she was so doggone tiny. I couldn't decide if maybe she works as a dancer at night, if you get my drift, so I kept staring at her. Her face looked old, but she had a rockin' body, and she proceeded to show me how firm her tooshy was too (it was also quite tan!). Needless to say, I was a bit distracted and I quickly tried on my pants and gathered my things to leave. I glanced in the mirror and thought my pants sure didn't look as cute as I thought they did in the store on Friday, but oh well, they're mine now and I better get back on that Wii Fit! As I settled back into my car, something kept stabbing me in the tummy. I looked to see if something was attacking me and realized I had my pants on backwards. Again. I have done this before!!! When I arrived at Publix, I just turned those babies around in my car. I happened to tell one of my best friends about it, and she says I am going to make a name for myself in our new town as the crazy pant lady. I guess we all have to find our way to fit in, don't we?! Hilarious!

Tuesday's Tip

My friend, B, always makes her guests feel so welcome!! When she has guests at her home, she places their towels on their bed with a beautiful ribbon wrapped around them!! It is such an easy and lovely way to make someone feel treasured and excited to be in your home. You can buy some beautiful wired ribbon at places like Sam's Club and Costco this time of year. Enjoy!

My Mama Always Said

My Mama always said it's better to use your sterling silver from your Great Grandmother Scarlett O'Hara Butler rather than to let it sit in a drawer. Mama and Papa insisted that Darling Hubby and I not register for silver plate place settings. In fact, we were forbidden to do so and told that if we did, I would not inherit my grandmother's fine sterling. Instead, they said we should use the good stuff every day and just hand wash as needed. Our sterling has been loved and used daily for the past 14 years. Mama and Papa wouldn't have it any other way, and now, neither would I!

How to show your teachers you're thankful

Teachers need to be appreciated year-round. I understand that many of us feel like all we do is help our schools. It does take a lot of time to volunteer. However, since we are the ones that hold the responsibility of educating our children, doesn't it make sense that we would spend a lot of time helping those who help us? Anyway, as Thanksgiving approaches, it's a good idea to show your children's teachers a little love.
Here are some ideas:

-Make a casserole, side dish, dessert, or homemade bread to compliment their Thanksgiving meal

-Give them a gift card to a favorite restaurant or coffee shop so they can buy themselves a little treat

-If the school allows, offer to watch the class at recess or lunch so that the teacher can have an extra break

-Tell the teacher you are so thankful for her and ask if you can help cut things, label things, etc. at night. You'll be surprised that they may accept your offer!

-Have your child (or the entire class) write a note or draw a picture about why they are thankful for their teacher

-Bring them a favorite beverage, which you know because you have their FAVORITES list from the first of school!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Blogger Happy Mommy

Once upon a time there was a blogger named Happy Mommy. She blogged at Mommy Talk and More. She was so smart and she told her readers all about the best things to buy. She even led one friend, Mama Henley, to become a blogger too. It is all because of Happy Mommy that Mama Henley spends so much time blogging today!!
I have begged Happy Mommy to bring back her blog. I always glean so much from her in how she lives her life and just from her great ideas. Happy Mommy loves her children and is a great mother, especially because she is a former teacher. She really researches toys and books to find the BEST for her children. Since Happy Mommy hasn't had time yet to bring back her blog, I am going to her first post for her!! Happy Mommy introduced me to Magna Tiles. They are a MUST HAVE on your Christmas list, no matter how old your children are. Well, they will probably enjoy them more if they are 12 or younger. These tiles are so fun because you can build all kinds of 3-D figures. Children LOVE them!! My friend, ML, has them for her children too. She & Happy Mommy say you can't buy too many because children can build SUCH neat things. ML's son sat entertained for a LONG time when we all went out to eat in Dallas. He made a house and then drove his car through it like a garage door. Mama Henley's children want Magna Tiles for Christmas! Amazon tends to have good prices on them. Go visit Happy Mommy at Mommy Talk and More and beg her to come back!

Partner with them

When I want to have a really good belly laugh, or if I need some real inspiration in my wavering faith, I head on over to Hood Mama Mel's blog. Melissa is one of the best writers at here in the blogosphere. I have never laughed or cried quite like I do when I read her blog. Melissa and her husband, Trey, who doesn't love Milk Duds and Diet Coke as much as she does, live in the inner city of Dallas, Texas where they have a ministry called Mercy Street Ministry. They genuinely love their neighbors and live in their neighborhood so that they can love them better. In all of the time I have read Melissa's blog, she has never asked for money for Mercy Street. Unfortunately, giving is down 35% and a bad economy often produces more needy people. Less money + more needs is not a good thing. As you start or finish your Christmas shopping this year, please consider a gift to Mercy Street. Every little bit helps. If 50 people give just $5, then Mercy Street would have $250 to really help their program. I understand that it's easy to be wary of people and ministries we don't know, but I can tell you that Mama Henley truly believes in the vision of this ministry. I also pray that it's vision will continue to spread to other cities! We have family members that don't need anything, so we are going to give in their honor this Christmas. Won't you do the same?

To read Melissa's blog go here. If you'd like to donate, please go HERE. For those of you who would like to learn more about Mercy Street, please go here.

In lieu of a giveaway, I am going to make a gift to Mercy Street in YOUR HONOR!!! That's right. Happy Thanksgiving, dear readers, you are helping love on some children who need love more than we know!!! Perhaps other bloggers will donate in honor of their readers too! I am thankful for you, and I know Mercy Street is thankful for every dollar they will receive!

Book Review

I am reading a wonderful book entitled, "Mrs. Astor Regrets." This book explores the final years of Brooke Astor, New York's leading philanthropist. Her son was charged with elder abuse towards his mother when he was in his eighties and she was over 100. Mrs. Astor lived to be 104. This book gives you an inside look at New York's high society: the Rockefellers, Kissingers, De La Rentas and Astors. I think you'll enjoy it!

Mama Henley's Mishaps

This is the dress that Mama Henley wore to run the errands to feed the children that live in the house her husband built. (Well, he paid for it. I'm trying to go along w/ the "This is the House that Jack Built" storyline. Stay with me.)

Do you see all of the PAPER LINT on this dress?





This is what's left of the catalog that somehow went through the wash and ruined the dress that Mama Henley wore to run the errands to feed the children that live in the house her husband built.

Moral of the story: Watch what you're doing and don't be in such a hurry with the 10,000 loads of laundry you do each day. Yes, I know, 10,000 is a lot and mishaps happen, but Mama Henley was in such a hurry she gave that LL Bean catalog a beating like it had never seen. So much for my Christmas shopping! I guess no one will be getting LL Bean totes this Christmas and now Mama Henley needs to go shopping! I'm just hoping the paper will come out of the children's school uniforms. UGH!!!

Wednesday Words from the backseat....

"And I'm not dying".... Well, thank goodness! I love those little conversations when they don't think you're listening. I heard our little Hurricane muttering those words in the other room right after she coughed. Too cute!

Tuesday's Tip

I love to have a clean car. In an ideal world, every area I live in would be pile-free. Unfortunately, I do end up with piles of bills, papers to file, and other things. Therefore, I like for my car to be as clean as possible with 5 little monkeys. My tip is that every time you get out of your car, look around and take out any trash or wrappers or cups or bottles. Throw the trash away each time you run an errand, get gas, or run into your child's school. If you do this, the trash will not build up and become a monumental task. I ask the children to do the same thing, though a certain little boy often leaves a little trash in his cup holder!

My friend, A, has always kept her car vacuumed and cleaned. Sometimes the two of us would meet at Suds on Peace St. and chat while our cars were cleaned. It is great feeling to have a completely clean car!!

When we had triplet 2 year olds, it was difficult not to pass out Cheerios and goldfish while running errands. Now that our children are 2, 6, and 8, I try to limit their eating and drinking in the car as much as possible. This definitely cuts down on crumbs. However, with 5 young children, it's impossible to never let them eat in the car because we do most things as a family. If one child has an activity, all 5 children have to go. It's inevitable that you will have crumbs with young children. However, if you can limit the times they eat in the car, encourage everyone to take any trash out of the car each time you exit the car, and have your car professionally cleaned occasionally, it will help you have a neat and orderly car!! Now it's time for me to go use the vacuum again at the gas station!

Dear Readers

We bloggers love to know that people are actually reading what we write. Do y'all mind becoming a follower? It's very easy to do. Scroll to the bottom of the page where you see "Followers". Click on Follow and follow the easy instructions to become a follower!! You just have no idea how encouraging it is to know who is reading your blog!! It is also great to get comments so comment away! Thanks, y'all!

BEST new blog!

I am here to tell you that I have great news!! There is a FABULOUS blog written by the Deputy Style Editor of Country Living Magazine, Frances Bailey. Frances shares the sights and sounds of New York City with decorating tips, festive ways to entertain, and her fantastic sense of humor. You are going to just LOVE this blog!! Hurry on over and be one of the first followers at 400 Square Feet. I can't wait to hear what you think!!

Pink Christmas Tree

I am debating doing something totally different this year... a PINK Christmas tree!! I would love a lavender one, but not only can I not find the perfect shade of lavender, but pink matches our decor better. A pink pre-lit tree would be super easy and carefree! I also LOVE the traditional Frasier fur, but I have heard you can't find them here. I don't know if that's true or not, but if it is, I think I'd rather have a fake! What are your thoughts? I want to order one soon if I'm going to do it!!

Recent Shootings

I have so many different thoughts on the 2 shootings that occurred in the last few days. It shakes your trust in fellow Americans when tragedies like this occur. We all have days where we want to go postal, but we control ourselves and try to work through it. To think that a fellow soldier at Fort Hood would shoot and kill so many of his comrades is more than difficult to understand. Buddy, if you don't want to go overseas, don't go. Quit. But please don't harm the wonderful people who are willing to risk their lives to protect our country. We do not need threats on our own soil, from our own men, on our own bases. It makes you wonder if this man's awful actions were part of a bigger plan of terror. The FBI was already aware of a Nidal Hassan who had possible links to terrorists. Was Hassan fulfilling part of a larger plan? If not, why didn't he find some other way to work through his anger? We always had a punching bag hanging in our garage where my 2 brothers could have at it if they had some anger to express. His JOB was to help people work through their thoughts and emotions.

Then, one day later, a disgruntled former employee, Jason Rodriguez, decided to shoot employees of the business where he worked TWO years ago. I remember a Bunko friend commenting after a woman was found chopped up in her husband's trunk. I can still hear G saying, "I told my husband, 'Honey, if you want a divorce, just go on down to the courthouse and file those papers. But please don't chop me up and stuff me in the trunk.'" Isn't that the truth? If you're mad about losing your job, don't hurt innocent people. It's bad enough when people want to hurt themselves, but please don't hurt someone else.

Have you thought about these two terrible tragedies? What are your thoughts?

FAILED FAILED FAILED!!!

Mama Henley's body has been through quite a lot in the past 10 years. It spent 4 years struggling with infertility and countless tests, probes, pricks, and medicines. Then, the old girl went through laparoscopic surgery, IVF (in vitro fertilization), ovarian overstimulation, and the conception of 3 beautiful babies. This body then carried those little ones for 30 weeks while my hormones raged and moaned and my uterus went where no uterus should go. Granted, Kate Gosselin's uterus stretched even further, but I'm just saying that my uterus was stretched to hither and beyond and it hasn't been the same since!! Within a year and a half, the old uterus was back to nurturing a baby as our 4th little angel was born 2 years after the triplets. A few years later, I had our 5th blessing. Needless to say, my body is not perfect like so many of yours. The days of wearing a small size are behind me. A struggle with weight and exercise has resulted.

As a young girl, I had three bad experiences that made me struggle with enjoying exercise. I was on a soccer team in the 4th grade with a bunch of 6th grade girls who were better than a bunch of 6th grade boys (and handsome like a boy too but that's another story!) I was a beginner and they were just hateful to me. I probably had some soccer skill, but I felt like a failure. I dropped the sport.

My appendix ruptured when I was 7, leaving a terrible scar and an ache whenever I run fast. As a middle schooler, one of my best camp friends was an EXCELLENT advanced tennis player. She would walk past me in my advanced beginner class and laugh at me for being in such a low class compared to her. I should have known then that she was not a true friend, but I didn't learn that until years later. I felt like a failure once again. The sad thing is that I had potential with tennis. When I have played as an adult, I have good aim. The ball goes where I want it to go the majority of the time. But I lost all confidence in myself.

Fast forward through years of trying aerobics, step aerobics, yoga, pilates, zia, etc. and so forth. When I go to group exercise classes, I freeze. I decided to buy a Wii fit with my birthday money. I was so excited on the day I took that baby out of the box. I chose a cute computerized imagine to be me. I went through setting everything up and then it was time for some tests. "No problem", I thought to myself. "I can do some balance tests!"

The first exercise for balance was trickier than I thought it would be. It took me a few minutes to even understand how I was supposed to keep in the blue lines. The Wii responded, "You're not very balanced, are you? Do you trip a lot?" FAILED FAILED FAILED. "What?", I thought. "No computer gets to tell Mama Henley she failed!!! You better watch out, you Wii Fit, you. I"ll STOMP on you & you know that won't feel good!!!"

The Wii Fit had me at hello. That little booger was not going to tell me I failed!!! I tried more balance exercises and thought, "I'm going to show YOU, you little Wii Fit, you." Again the words, "FAILED" flashed across the screen. FAILED FAILED FAILED. They might as well have been in flashing lights attached to the front of our house. I looked around to make sure I was indeed alone. "What? What do you mean I FAILED? I can keep my body at a funny angle so that you believe I am BALANCED. I am NOT UNbalanced. There is just no way I can't do this!" I switched to the mental exercises. I remember names and numbers and how to get to places I've only been once. No memory exercise can trump THIS girl, let me tell you. Well, at least until I tried the Wii Fit memory exercises. Something happened. The Wii Fit flashed those dreaded words again: FAILED. Now we were going to fight. Mama Henley's mind is a steel trap with a memory like an elephant. Do you want to know my 3rd grade best friends' phone number? 782-1340 or 787-1641. It's all there. Do you want to know my favorite college phone number? Right side left side zero. Look at your phone and dial 369-1470. I probably know 80% of the addresses on our Christmas list, and with almost 300 names, that's quite a mental feat. Oh no, not according to the Wii Fit. I FAILED FAILED FAILED. So began my quest to beat this machine. I've only been on the Wii Fit for a few days, but the day will come when you will hear the words shouted from the mountain tops. "PASSED PASSED PASSED. You are a balanced instructor level professional and you ROCK!!" Okay, Wii Fit, the challenge is ON!

Creative Dinner

Our friend, D, is an avid hunter. He has been to Africa and other exciting places to hunt. On the walls of their house, unique animals like the kudu are displayed. It is fascinating! He just had a little birthday and his wife, W, invited us over for a very last minute dinner with our 2 families. She made the best fried chicken I have ever had (sorry, Mama, I haven't had yours in years). It was fantastic! She also made yummy mashed potatoes and fried okra, a meal sure to win every man's heart. (I fear DH is ready for a trade-in on this model-me). She had set the loveliest table in honor of her love. I thought you'd love to see the antlers and china and just how perfect everything looked!

Wednesday Words from the backseat....

As a mother of 5, you constantly hear funny little conversations from the back of the car. I hope to start sharing conversations such as these on Wednesdays.

One of our latest went like this:

"It's not called a BA-Gina!"

Tuesday's Tip

I love creative friends! A new friend, V, told me about the cutest gift her twin girls received from my friend, W. For their 10th birthday, W gave each girl a cute new apron and some cooking supplies and recipe cards. They LOVED it. It was the perfect gift because someone else gave the girls cooking lessons. They took their cute personalized recipe cards with them along with their spatula and wooden spoon to their first cooking lesson. I thought this was the cutest idea for a birthday present!

My Mama Always Said

My mama is a colorful character, as you can see in the above photograph. She always makes me laugh and will keep you on your toes. Mama is a great cook, a wonderful organizer, and a true Southern belle. She stands by the mantra: "Honey, your bosom can be fake, and your hair color can be fake, but your pearls and your silver must always be real!" In fact, I just got off the phone with her and teased her about putting on lipstick before someone comes to help her get ready for a party. Her response was, "Honey, I have on my PEARLS!" She could have written "A Southern Belle Primer: Why Princess Margaret Will Never be a Kappa Kappa Gamma."

My mama is so much fun, so I thought you'd enjoy hearing all of the things My Mama Always Said. My favorite is, "Honey, dahlin' precious, always keep someone on the back burner."

Mama thinks that no matter how serious you are in a DATING relationship, you need someone on the back burner. Bri Bri, I’m so sorry. Maybe you should have come home for that prom because I had a mighty fine time with my date with the beautiful ringlets who had just gotten out of jail! (Thank goodness Mama didn’t know about the jail part and long-haired-rebel boy found the love of his life one day too.) I tell you what, keeping someone on simmer was never a bad idea in college!

How we keep the spark

A picture is worth a thousand words!