Wordless Wednesday

My second week at Almost Wordless Wednesday!

Dylan having a romp in Uncle Troy's shoes!

He was "hiking" up his little pant legs like they were dragging the ground. It was TOTALLY cracking everyone up, especially Aunt Susie, as you can tell, who had the best view of it! (This is what I was referring to, Aunt Willie, about the ducky drawers of Mamaw White.)

I think it looks like he is praying over it!

And of course, Little Boy Boy is not to be found very often without a towel cape close by!

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True Story Tuesday

Time for True Story Tuesday! Oh, yeah! Made it on Tuesday three times in a row!

First off, let me just say, I am SO STOKED that Chris O'Donnell AND LL Cool J are guest starring on NCIS, as I speak type. LOVE IT!

Ahem. Moving on.

True Story Tuesday. Back in the day, like 10 years ago, lol, my friend Brenda and I went cruising at Paintsville every single weekend. Well, almost anyway. We were obsessed with it. I put 30,000 miles on my car driving a square and wasted oh so much gas. Didn't matter back then, though! Bring on the fun, friends, and the fellas!

One night, my car was out of commission, for some reason, I can't remember now what was wrong. Probably brake pads, since I went through them like gasoline! I took my dad's old Chevy S-10. The square kind, before they went "round" and back square again! First off, I can't believe my dad even let us take his truck, and secondly, I can't believe I made the tight corners without totally wiping out EVERYTHING in my way. I did have a few run ins, but I'll save those for another TST.

Well, there was one guy there that had a little too much to drink, which was unusual, because most of the people there were too young to drink, and wouldn't risk it in the plaza anyway because the police were always cruising through. I was coming up the "short side" as we called it, and all of a sudden I felt a "BUMP" on the back right side. I look in my rear view mirror, and the drunk guy was LAYING ON THE ROAD in between me and the car behind me! "Oh, Lord, I've killed him!" I scream.

I jump out of the truck and am freaking out, picturing the rest of my life in jail, etc. because it is always the ones who don't get in trouble who get sent to jail for life, you know. Brenda is about to take an asthma attack. All in vain. Turns out, the drunk guy WALKED into the back of the truck bed, I DID NOT run over him. Everyone else thought it was most hilarious, except me. I was FURIOUS! Here I thought I had killed the guy, turns out he just is stupid and WALKED into me and nearly gave me a heart attack!

Thankfully I didn't have to take the truck anymore. At least not that I recall, anyway. It seemed to bring bad luck. Aww..... the good ole days!

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Nitey Nite Bread & Hi Toes!

Here is a video of our little fella, stashing some food in his high chair stuffing and saying "Hi!" to his feet. Very adorable!

Of All the Days.....

On our way to church this morning afternoon, my mother and I were arguing and acting goofy, just our normal crazy selves. My sister must have been a little irritable or something, cough, cough, because she said, "Sheesh, you guys are acting like the Golden Girls!" Um, okay?!?! I guess the way they bicker and carry on, etc.

So, of course, that led to who would be who (or whom, or whatever is the proper English there!) if we were the Golden Girls. It was QUICKLY decided by Amy that I would be Dorothy. Gee thanks! LOL I LOVE Dorothy, but am I that bad? Well, I decided that Momma Amy would DEFINITELY be Rose, (she disagreed, but if she chose I was Dorothy, I got to pick who she was.)

That left Sophia or Blanche for Mom. She said she wanted to be Blanche, but she was too "slutty" (she will kill me for this, but hey, she said it!) but I told her NO WAY, OLD WOMAN! It is Sophia for you! (Doesn't that comment about Blanche prove she should be Sophia?)

Well, at church, towards the end, Cullen had made a bathroom run. He stopped by to hug me, of course, and said he wished that me, his mom, and Lowella (all members of our church) would be like the "Golden Sisters" and be his back up singers. He threw me off for a second. (He meant "Pointer Sisters," I later discovered.) I said, "You mean the Golden Girls?"

"NOOOOOO!!!!" Cullen said. "Well, if you were the Golden Girls, you would DEFINITELY be that grumpy tall one! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Oh, you are sooo funny, Cullen. I would make you Sophia, the little old short one!" And so on and so forth our conversation went.

I told Mom, "Cullen just called me Dorothy too!" and we had a great laugh about how I had been "declared" Dorothy twice in one day.

No problem, right? I have broad shoulders. (Just like Dorothy.) Til we get home and Amy turns on the Internet.

"Hey, you guys! Guess who died? Bea Arthur."

Good thing I am not a paranoid type person, you know. Good thing I am not obsessive over such things as this, you know. Good thing people always call me Dorothy, so getting compared to Dorothy twice in one day is absolutely NO BIGGIE. Good thing something bad always never happens to me on Friday the 13th and all. You know, if, by chance, I don't make it til tomorrow, I love you all and tell a good "Dorothy" story at my viewing!

Of all the days to be called "Dorothy" not once, but TWICE!

A picture of "Dorothy" with our other favorite "old lady" Jessica Fletcher, aka Angela Lansbury.

So, in tribute to my sick Dorothy-esque sense of humor, TWO Golden Girls down, TWO to go. Wanna take bets on who goes next? I'd say Rose. Just for the record.

Harder Than Pulling Teeth

Dylan has his fourth bottom tooth coming through. (He has had the top four and 3 bottom for quite a while.) It looks so adorable! Three standing "proud and tall," and one tooth 1/4 of the way up, like a slightly off kilter rising bar in an AT&T commercial. (More bars, more places, you know!)

I have been trying to get a picture of said AT&T bar, but getting a picture of Dylan's teeth has proven to be harder than, well, pulling teeth! (Couldn't resisit!)

This is how our lovely attempt at catching a picture of the teeth went.

Nice shot of the floor, too. Dylan knocked the camera all the way away from him! LOL

You can almost see the "bar" in this one, if it weren't for the GLARE of the flash. That is because Dylan would run up to about 6 inches away from the camera by the time the stupid camera would actually take the picture. He was pointing at the lens. He always finds it most interesting. However, his finger was blocking my view.

This is as good as is got before I gave up, and still no "All 4 Teeth" picture. Oh, well. No biggie, because.......

Dylan had his picture taken at Wally World Thursday, and I must say, the appear to be FABULOUS! The best I have ever saw from there, which usually isn't too bad, anyway. These look adorable. We took two outfits, one an orange and blue Tolsia football shirt and Wrangler jeans (and barefoot, of course!) and one with his Lightening McQueen get up from Aunt Willie, plus a hat from Momma. (Red shoes and all!) He looked SOOOO cute in ALL the poses, and the way the package worked out, we got at least one sheet with every single pose! We didn't have to pick any to "toss" and we were so glad about that. I will show them off when they get here!

Favorite Foto Friday ~ ME!

This weeks theme for Favorite Foto Friday is ME!!!

A self portrait, which was hard for me to find at first, but I recalled this one of Dylan and myself in May of last year. Wow, was my hair long, for me anyway! LOL

Dylan looks a little uncomfortable, or shall I say not 100% thrilled with the moment, but I am sure he was fine. He just didn't want to lay in place long enough for me to get a picture! I was holding my camera up across from a mirror so I could half-way see if he and I were actually in the frame!

I must say he looks quite a bit like me here, chubby cheeks and all! (Momma Amy will be "GRRRRR" ing! But the truth is the truth, sister dear!)

And thanks to my sister's mishap with an Ebay order, here is a picture of me in the reflection of her cell phone she had to re-sell because she bought the wrong kind for our carrier! This was taken just this week, actually! I was proving how "reflectable" and shiny it was! LOL

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Wordless Wednesday - Almost!

Okay, first off, probably NONE of my Wordless Wednesday's will be "Wordless." I am just not a wordless kinda person. But I will try to keep the words to a minimum. See, I am already ready for the pictures!

"Nee Nee, you KNOW you are not going to post that picture of me, right? I am giving you my 'serious' look and everything!"

Dylan OH SO enjoying a bite of chocolate ice cream from Poppy! Look at that face, SHEER BLISS!!

Can't a boy have some Chocolate Moment privacy! "I can't believe my Nee Nee posted my private moment for the world to see!"

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True Story Tuesday

Woot! Woot! Two times in a row I made TST on Tuesday!

Okay, today's True Story Tuesday is one that is ALL Mr. Daddy's fault! (No, really!) Let me explain.......

It all started with THIS picture of Mr. Daddy for an I ♥ Faces photo entry:

I knew he reminded me of someone, but I just couldn't put my thumb on it. I pondered and pondered. Thought and thunk. Then it hit me. During an episode of NCIS. (If you watch it, you will know why. DiNozzo is obsessed with him.) Okay, Mr. Daddy, get ready for what I consider to be a HUGE compliment.

Mr. Daddy reminds me of Magnum, PI. Yep, Mr. Tom Selleck himself. Only, I don't recall Magnum ever sticking his tongue out, but I am sure he did. (I searched Yahoo images for one of him sticking his tongue out, no such luck!) Can't you see the resemblance?

Anywhoo.... on with my embarrassing True Story Tuesday.

My mother, my sister and myself were eating out one evening after we had taken Dylan for one of his over night visits with his dad. We had some Wal-marting to do, so we went that night so we wouldn't be missing our little guy so much. While we were eating, we were carrying on, laughing and joking, telling stories of the week and such. I had mentioned that I finally figured out who I thought Mr. Daddy looked like in that I ♥ Faces picture, Magnum PI, and everyone agreed. (I had brought the whole family in on my ponderings, by the way.)

We had been discussing earlier how we wished we knew what Dylan was doing, if he was safe, etc. My mom said, half jokingly, "I know, we could hire a private investigator. We could get Magnum!" Ha ha, snort snort. Then I said one of the most stupid things I had in a while, and, of course, was serious as a heart attack.

Me: "Why would we get Magnum for a private investigator?"

Blank stares from my mom and YOUNGER sister (who even knew what the PI stood for without ever watching the show) that QUICKLY turned into ROAROUSLY LOUD LAUGHTER. Right in the middle of Ponderosa Steakhouse.

Me: "WHAT? What is so funny? TELL ME NOW!"

Mom: "Magnum P I, as in PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR!"

Oh. Ooops.

Give me a break. I was only like 5 when the show was on, okay?

:)

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Tell A Joke Tuesday

My bloggy buddy Wayne has "Tell A Joke Tuesday" and I finally have a joke to share! Here goes:

The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists.

Two men and one woman.

For the final test, the FBI agents took the first man to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair --- Kill her!" The man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife." The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home."

The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes. The man came out with tears in his eyes, "I tried, but I can't kill my wife." The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."

Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman, wiping the sweat from her brow. "This gun is loaded with blanks," she said. "I had to beat him to death with the chair."

THE MORAL OF THIS STORY:
Women are crazy. Don't mess with us!
;)

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Tumors and Kittens

We have a kitty named Pitty Pat (as in Aunt Pitty Pat. I went with the Gone With the Wind theme: there is also Bonnie Blue and Prissy) and she is an average dark brown striped tabby that seems to be in abundance in our neighborhood. She is identical to Prissy, as well. She is part of the Fab 4 that Sissy Sharon rescued from the middle of the road one night when they themselves were just tiny kittens. (The fourth kitty is named Autumn, don't blame me, blame Tonette! I couldn't get her to go along with the GWTW theme! JK!) Neighbor Amy, not to be confused with Momma Amy, has several kitties as well, and a few of them have the same brown striped coat. You see, Pitty Pat went missing a while back, and turns out she was at our neighbor's down the road a piece. We were never really sure if it was her, (I know, I know, we are AWFUL Kitty Parents!) because there were a few cats in the 'hood that looked almost EXACTLY like her, and we could barely tell her and Prissy apart as it was, but she was taken to the vet and he shaved her belly and she had a scar that he assumed was where he fixed her. So, we welcomed Pitty Pat back into the fold.

The doctor also said she had a hernia, along with being fixed. A while after that, she had a place on her leg that "ruptured" (for lack of better word) and had to be treated for it. All was well and good after that, we thought. A little while after that, her stomach started swelling. At first, we were just like, "Man, Pitty Pat is getting fat." Then, "If I didn't know better, I would think she was pregnant." Then, it turned to concern that a hernia was wreaking havoc on her insides, or she had something terribly wrong along those lines, like a tumor. We had plans for a vet appointment, but before we took her, we noticed her 'tumor' was MOVING. Like squirming MOVING. Like she was pregnant MOVING. She started acting "weird" so we put her in the little house, and sure enough, a couple days later, on Wednesday, April 8th, four little tumors were waiting for us!

A week later, they are so cute!!! And HUGE!! No runt in this litter!

Pitty Pat is a good, protective Mommy!

We took Dylan out for a peek. He was curious, but cautious. Which worked out well for the kittens! Of course we wouldn't let him get too close. Leaning in for a closer look.

Pitty Pat not appreciating the Pawparazzi!
Aren't these the cutest little "tumors" you have ever saw?!?!

The completely black one is Dylan's, and it is named "Bear." That is one of his favorite words, plus he can say it, so that works out good! We are also keeping at least one yellow one, not sure after that.

On a side note, we do not know if it is Pitty Pat "for real" or not, because the day she was scheduled for surgery, SEVERAL other kitties were also getting fixed, so we don't know if there was a mix up with what was supposed to be done to her (like the doc opened her up, found the hernia, and fixed that instead by mistake) or some how her "fixing" didn't "take" or WHAT exactly happened. She does have a scar, so she had surgery of some kind. I am sure the VERY BUSY Vet won't remember that brown cat he operated on a year ago, ya know? So I guess we will never really know, but Pitty Pat is one of us now, so she is, of course, here to stay. Pitty Pat or not.

You know, for a neighbor hood where almost EVERYONE gets their animals fixed, we SURE DO have a lot of cats! LOL

"New" VROOM-VROOM!

Dylan has a new-to-him toy! Just what he needs, right? Another toy?!?! It is a Power Wheels Lil Quad, and it is practically as good as new! Some one Poppy worked for passed it on to him because they knew he had a grandchild. It has some wear and tear, of course, but it is DEFINITELY better than paying $75 for a new one. (Can you believe they cost that much? SHEESH!) We thought we were going to have to buy a new battery for it, but we were charging it wrong and Uncle Troy set us straight! This is part of how his Lightening McQueen shoes got so dirty. Also, Dylan and I went for a walk up and down the driveway and that is where he got most of the dirt from. Unfortunately, I do not have any pictures of that. Too bad, too, because Dylan was pushing a little yellow shopping cart (also obtained from the "quad people" LOL!) and he looked adorable! It took us about 20 minutes to walk all the way down and back, but Dylan sure had fun!

Well, on to the Lil Quad pictures!

Nee Nee showing him the power button.

Dylan trying to get a feel of things.

Momma showing him the button, again!

Dylan trying to push the button. It is a little hard to push, but I am sure he will catch on VERY quick!

Cars and 4 Wheelers!

Mad because he couldn't figure out how to get it to go "VROOM" on his own!

Poppy getting in on the act!

"No, Poppy! I've got it under control!"

Needless to say, it was a hit! He has pushed it all around the living room this evening, like he does his yellow car-car at Uncle Troy and Susie's house. He LOVES it! Thanks so much, Poppy and "Quad People!" LOL

This is how Dylan plays with the 4 wheeler inside!

He pushes it all around!

See, it looks in great shape for a used toy!

Here is a picture of a new one.

Well, that is all for now! Catch everyone later!!!!!!

Workin' At The Car Wash....

Workin' at the Car Wash....

Working at the Car Wash, YEAH!!!!

A (*scheduled!) post coming soon on how come Lightening McQueen need a visit to the car wash!

*I have learned that if I schedule a post while I have actual time to fix one up but don't want to post 3 in a row, I can schedule it to post automatically! I have known this for a while, but for some reason am just getting around to doing that! LOL