Letters of Intent, Favorite Foto Friday Halloween Pictures!

Okay, I know I missed True Story Tuesday, now I have missed Letters of Intent AND Favorite Foto Friday, but here are some Halloween pictures. That makes up for it, right? You know what they say about good intentions..........

The whole crew: Cruella, Dalmatian & Doggie Catcher at our first stop, Aunt Susie & Uncle Troy's, of course!

Before we headed out. Doesn't he look thrilled? lol

Posing with Poppy, the official Candy-Giver-Outer.

Check out those shoes! ( I cheated and had flats that I wore everywhere else. I wouldn't have survived the night! LOL)

Cruella and her puppy.

Again.

Doggie and the Doggie Catcher.

Dylan, Uncle Troy, Mason & Michelle. Neighbors and family.

Momma Amy & Dylan posing at a door. Aren't they too cute?

Dylan LOVED his sucker from his Nita!

Now did I make a good Cruella or did I make a good Cruella? (and Thank you GOD for all that what junk coming out!)

Our little Dalmatian is quite tired at the end of his second Trick or Treat journey. He believes he will retire for the evening!

We all had a blast and Dylan LOVED it.

I also have to give God a big "Shout Out" because I had a prayer come through today that I have been waiting on for quite some time! It's in God's hands, where it has ALWAYS been, but now things will be moving in a visual direction. Thank you God, and please direct my path. Now give Tonette hers.... Please?

Tell Me Thursday!

Welcome to Tell Me Thursday!

Here is my Wordless Wednesday picture:

Dylan got to attend his first BJ football game this past Saturday! BJ plays for the KCU Knights. (He did play for Marshall University, but they are nothing but dream squashers, despite what the movie may lead you to believe. Moving on.)

Poppy, Dylan & Momma Amy getting tickets.

Go #28!

Dylan taking it all in.

I love how Uncle Bill (main left) and Dylan are both so focused!

We had a little wind that day, too! lol

Aunt Debbie telling Dylan how to be a pro someday.

Dylan, Grammy & Momma Amy "car bound" due to inclimate weather.

BJ's crew. They always did this at THS too. Good times.

The Knights won! So the coach got a good Gatorade dousing. This is only KCU's second year of having a football team, and they have 3 Tolsia boys, so they are off to a good start!

Final score!

Dylan with Uncle Bill.

Dylan with Aunt Debbie.

Uncle Bill (Dad's youngest brother), Dylan & Poppy.

Congratulations to BJ and the Knights on their win! Glad we could be there!

Thank You Very Much!

I am joining Kmama this week in some venting and ranting called "Thank You Very Much." I am good at this, so I will have to contain myself. :) Go check out everyone else's "Thank You's" HERE.

To the rain/near sleet we endured Saturday while watching BJ play football, thank you very much. You nearly ruined Dylan's first "BJ" game. Nearly.

To the owners of Gabriel Brothers, I LOVE YOU. We spent $150 bucks, and got about $500 worth of clothes. So, thank you very much.

To the guys who came in Gabe's and all but raided the place while I was there, (they got away with who knows how many coats and shirts) thank you very much for scaring me to death while my dad was shopping at manly places like Harbor Freight and such while I did my girly sales search thing.

To the lady at the Dollar Tree who asked me "What on earth are you going to do with a red feather boa?" and make me feel really stupid in line with 3 people, thank you very much. (Be Cruella DeVil, thank you very much.)

To the Jehovah Witness I had to endure for 30 minutes at my doctors appointment in the waiting room, you did not convince me of ANYTHING, thank you very much. And you need a better come back line than, "But God loves everyone, so why would there be a Hell?" when you claim to go by the KJV Bible when asked a question you can't answer, thank you very much.

To my sweet, darling nephew Dylan, 3 AM is NOT play time, thank you very much. And Nee Nee is beginning to HATE Gossie, just so you know.

To Momma Amy for coming through and letting me sleep in her bedroom and her stay up with Wild Child, thank you very much. For real. I know he is yours, but I was awake and you were asleep, so thanks for coming through and letting me GO to sleep.

To the lady in Wally World who WOULD NOT MOVE out from in front of the perfume area so I could take a whiff, thank you very much. I stood my ground and waited 15 minutes for MY TURN. Next time, go to Macy's if you are having such a hard time picking. They have samples.

To Kmama for coming up with this, thank you very much! I have enjoyed it!

Wordless Wednesday!

Wordless Wednesday!

Come back tomorrow for Tell Me Thursday!

True Story Tuesday

Okay, Y'all ready for my BEST True Story Tuesday EVER?

I THOUGHT TODAY WAS MONDAY. THERE IS NO TRUE STORY TUESDAY FOR ME TODAY!

Sorry! Come back next week!

Or go HERE to Rachel & Mr. Daddy's to check out every one else's stories (who happen to know their days of the week) for a good laugh.

Happy MONDAY TUESDAY!

Not Me Monday!

Welcome to Not Me Monday! Started by "A crazy lady I no longer wish to be associated with but hate to delete these posts because they tell stuff I did."

First off, I am not SOOOOOOOOOO excited that Chase Utley the Phillies have made it to the World Series! Whoo hoo! Just hoping (for real) they don't have to play the Yankees. (I will look the score up from last night and know perhaps, but don't have the heart to yet!)

This is not Dylan enjoying his FIRST EVER cup of tea! (We are BIG "tea people" around here.) He HAS had some in a straw, but not in the "official Susie tea cup!" Important moment folks!

This is not Dylan being spoiled and showing off how wrapped he has his Uncle Troy by putting what I think is mayonnaise on his face. Nope, not Dylan! (Look at that rotten look on Dylan's face!)

It is not me who is SO EXCITED about Trick or Treat this week! I am a mature adult and dressing up in ridiculous costumes is so beneath me. (I just got my red feather boa yesterday! Watch out for Cruella!)

It was not my sister and I who saw a SEA GULL in the plaza parking lot in EASTERN KENTUCKY. How lost can a sea gull get? Pretty lost, I guess, since there are NO beaches or anywhere sea gull friendly until you get to the east coast or Michigan, both of which are like a 10 hour drive. (Now I am not wondering how long it would take a sea gull to fly that far.)

It was not Dylan who attended his first ever "BJ" football game. (Pictures to come.) Dylan was not so excited he was yelling "BOOM" and just plain yell every time the crowd did! Aunt Debbie and Uncle Bill were not SO EXCITED to see Dylan either. Aunt Debbie had saw him before, but Uncle Bill had not. One more uncle off the check list! lol

Well, I am running late and cannot think of anything else anyway, (except I AM going to put those pictures up for you when I get home, Aunt Willie) so I shall go now.

Happy Monday!

Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday to you....

Happy Birthday to you....

Happy (53rd) Birthday DEAR GRAMMY....

Happy Birthday to you!

And I {Lisa} meant it when I said I wasn't ever, ever, EVER baking you a pumpkin cake again, so here is a picture of last years [super duper, hands down, prize worthy, took hours because it was being 'difficult' to the point of destruction, cutest cake I have ever made] to fill the void. Pretend like you have just ate the "pump-cake" that is missing from the left side in the picture. There, doesn't it seem real now? *cough*

LOVE YOU! ;)

Tell Me Thursday!

Time for Tell Me Thursday!

Here is my Wordless Wednesday photo:


And I KNEW everyone would think that Dylan had discovered markers. NOPE! But here is Dylan DISCOVERING where SOME ONE HAD discovered markers!


Nee Nee had a little Aunt to Nephew chat with Dylan and told him that HIS OWN MOTHER made these marks MANY, MANY, MANY years ago and the he is to do NO SUCH THING. EVER.


His response to his mother's wild, inappropriate, irremovable behavior?

Honest to God, that is what the child did.

Go HERE for more Tell Me Thursdays!

Wordless Wednesday!

Welcome to Wordless Wednesday!


See those scribbles on the big rock closest to the door jam? Come back tomorrow for Tell Me Thursday for the explanation of the little marks on the wall! I guarantee that they aren't what you are thinking! LOL

Happy Wednesday! Go HERE for more Wordless Wednesday!

I Heart Faces - "Pink Week"

This week on I Heart Faces it is Pink Week in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month.


So who better than to feature this week than my dear, sweet Cuzzin Robyn?


She had breast cancer but is now winning the great fight, with the help of the Good Lord, to whom she ALWAYS gives the credit, and she has just a couple of treatments left. Robyn still desires everyone's prayers, but she is so close to the finish line!
This is her on her son's 21st birthday. What a present. Healing in the flesh with help from above.

We love you Cuzzin Robyn!

For more I Heart Faces "Pink Week" go HERE.

True Story Tuesday - Bowflex Man

It is Tuesday, and you know what that means! Time for True Story Tuesday!

Check out Rachel & Mr. Daddy's site Once Upon A Miracle for more good stuff.

You all remember the "Bowflex Man?" You know the one I am talking about. Bright orange/red shorts. Late night infomercials. Complete stud muffin.

Well, a certain friend of mine was ALWAYS up to no good, and it started at an early age. (We didn't remain friends after middle school, so I shall refer to her as "Jane.") "Jane" introduced me into the world of prank phone calling (before the days of caller id, ya know. Just *69), big hair, and Guess jeans. We rocked WMS. One of our infamous 'tricks' was to send unsuspecting people the free copy of the demo for the Bowflex exercise machine. Old ladies. Wives of people we knew. Girls we did or did not like. Who ever. (Of course we ordered one for ourselves too!)

Well, one night at Jane's house, I had my OWN Bowflex man experience, right down to the little tight shorts.

I was in 8th grade. Jane and I (and every other 8th grader) thought we just knew it all and there was nothing we couldn't do. This particular weekend, I was staying all night with her, which I LOVED to do, especially when her older brother was in from college, because he was a MAJOR HOTTIE. (I have a picture, but since our friendship didn't end so well, I better not post it!) Just trust me. Blond hair, blue eyes. The works.

Anyway, Jane was already perfecting her sneaking-out-of-the-house skills at the ripe old age of 13, and that night I got drug right into it too. (And, yes, Aunt Willie, Mom already knows about this one!)

Jane was prepared ahead of time. She had an old window in her room, like the kind where you slide the pane up and down and is wooden. Kinda like this, only obviously in better shape:

Jane's mom was a teacher, so they had random school items at their house. Old books, half-broken equipment, etc. For our escape route that night, Jane had an old school chair under her window:

and atop that school chair sat a metal milk crate. (I said she was prepared.)

WELL, at this stage in our early teenage life, all that our sneaking out involved in was trying to do so quietly and successfully. We climbed out her window, onto the crate/chair combo, and just ran around the house in the pitch black dark. I was SCARED TO DEATH, because I knew I would get in trouble for something like this, even if we were really doing nothing too bad. The most trouble we could have gotten into is getting snake bit or running into a skunk or raccoon or something!
So Jane is satisfied that we are successful in our little journey around her house in the middle of the night. So we begin to climb back up our little make shift ladder to her window. Jane went first (of course) and left little 5'3.5" short legged me to go up last. She barely made it in, then I began my climb.

I made it up into the chair with no problem. Shew, first part over. Then I master the crate. We've got some wobbling going on, and I am beginning to freak out a little bit. "SHHHHHHHHHH!" Jane 'assures' me that I am doing just fine. "Get on in!"

I am almost halfway in the window. THEN. IT. HAPPENS.

The chair, the crate, they all laughed at me that night and gave way beneath me and fell to the ground. Leaving me half dangling out of this old wooden window. Jane bends over in riotously loud laughter (so much for the "quiet practice") and is of NO help to me whatsoever. I do not have enough upper body strength to pull myself up the rest of the way in, so I am stuck. Jane gets my arm and tries to pull, but all she succeeds in doing is scraping my back on the window and ripping my shirt.

THEN IT HAPPENS. AGAIN.

Remember my Bowflex man and hot brother reference? Yeah. There was a purpose to that.

Here comes Mr. Macho Man Big Brother to the Rescue himself, bursting into the room. HALF NEKKID in a pair of shorts JUST LIKE THESE:

"What the heck are you two doing?" he came running in asking.

Jane gives him the rundown as he swiftly pulls me out of my predicament in the window as if I were an infant slumped over in a car seat. Not only am I BEYOND mortified, I am in AWE at this awesome human body in front of me that is very close to nekkid. Am I thinking, "We are getting in so much trouble!" NO WAY! More like, "I can't wait to tell the girls at school!"

He just laughed his butt off at us, and told us we better get that down a little more before we try it again, and some other stuff I don't recall because my drool has clogged my memory. (And to beat it all, her parents slept through the whole thing. I think we might as well have just went out the front door!)

Then he stayed in the room with us and watched some stupid Rocky movie with us for the rest of the night. And I couldn't tell you a thing about the movie, either. I was kinda side tracked.

Cause he was still in those tight, short, little red boxers.

My own personal Bowflex man experience. SO worth the scrape on my back and temporary embarrassment of being stuck in the window. I have gotten to brag and tell that story SO many times it has MORE than made up for any damage I got that night!

And Thank God it happened BEFORE me and Jane had our real "falling out!" LOL

Happy Tuesday Everyone!
Don't forget to go check out True Story Tuesday!