That's No Cat

My Mom, (shown in the pic above during a lighter moment at the party store), works as an apartment leasing agent in The Woodlands. The complex that she both lives in and works for

was built in sometime in the mid 1970's, so suffice to say it is one of the oldest, funkier apartments out there. It is still The Woodlands -- there are trees everywhere -- and critters run all over the place. Well Mom told me a funny story about one of tenants:

The tenant was complaining about a rat in her apartment coming out from under her refrigerator and roaming around her kitchen. Well this lady is elderly, and kind of kooky -- so no one really took her very seriously. My Mom called the maintenance man and asked him to go check out the situation. The maintenance guy goes out there, takes a look in the kitchen and then finds the lady and tells her that he needs to pull out the refrigerator from the wall to take a look, but she needs to get her cat out of the kitchen first.

The lady looks at him and says "I don't have a cat."

What I have in Common with a Supermodel

Check out this article : http://http://omg.yahoo.com/blogs/goddess/kathy-irelands-shocking-weight-gain-and-loss/205?nc

New TV

We have not bought a new television since 1993. This past Saturday, my husband out of the blue, declared "Today is the day we buy a new TV." We went to 4 stores and I totally let him make all of the decisions. I love to watch television -- but I really could car less about HD and resolution. He enjoyed reigning supreme on his special day. Now, we can see the picture and we don't have to use the subtitles anymore because the sound is muffled. On a side note: I think my invitation to be a guest on Oprah's show today was lost in the mail or something. "The Mom Show" featured Mom bloggers --- maybe next time.

The Incredible Shy Guy

It runs in the family... http://http://theincredibleshyguy.blogspot.com/

Bluebonnets part II

I can't even begin to describe the pure agony this picture inflicted upon me, Griffin and Sophie. Every year when we take the Bluebonnet picture -- someone ends up crying and I always end up begging for a decent smile out of these two. "It's itchy and smelly" Sophie cries. "This is so stupid" Griffin complains. Every year I vow -- "This is it-- the last Bluebonnet picture we will ever take!" and yet, I forget about the whole debacle by the time next Spring rolls around.

Brenham is all about Bluebonnets

From late February to May, Brenham is covered in Bluebonnets. People drive from all over Texas to look at them and take pictures in them. The people pull over on the highway -- running you off the road, and come to a screeching ha ult on the feeders, to take a pic of their Chihuahua in the Bluebonnets. My favorite, is when they hop fences on private property with cattle and goats --to take photos of their babies in the middle of the Bluebonnets with the snakes and fire ants and cow crap. Even Home Depot gets in on the Bluebonnet craze each year.

I am an April Fool

Today I found myself driving all over God's creation to get home from my visit with my Grandmother in Southwest Houston. I have lived in the Houston area almost my entire life -- but today I got so off track that I almost did not make it back in time to pick up my kids from school. I put about 200 extra miles on Vanny (the kick ass minivan) and I prayed like I have never prayed before, (while driving), that it didn't explode while I ws going 80 miles an hour trying to get back to Brenham. Lesson learned -- do not ask your Grandmother for directions.