Friday, July 31, 2009
housekeeping
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Catch All
Should you or someone you know of posess one stinkin' cute wee one who upchucks breastmilk and/or formula on quite a frequent basis, k.Mac will be glad to be your catch all.
Moms {the eternal catch all}
.mac :)
Brief Relief
Compacted.
Impairment.
Stuffed.
Stuck.
Compromised.
Agony,
Annoyance.
Ailment.
Desperate.
Drugstore.
Decision.
Miracle.
My nose.
Mucinex.
.mac :)
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sooey!
And now meet Kenny's Aunt Bea. {No, she doesn't have a bladder problem. We had just come from the pool.}
Allow me to explain. Ahem. Pig Tour stands for:- Pretty
- Important
- Girls
- Taking
- On
- Unbelievably
- Rowdy Rituals
The 2 Queen Sows above, Carlene and Bea, informally began Pig Tour well before it ever had its name. These 2 were roommates while their husbands were off at duty living the life of the all time best slumber party. They did everything together. Marrying brothers gave them the added bonus of becoming family or in these parts, "kin."
Carlene gave birth to 3 wonderful children {one being my hotty husband and the other 2 being my hotty sister-in-laws, Kristi and Melissa. Bea gave birth to 2 spirited girls: Becky and Kathy.
Add 1 niece in for good measure along the way and me, the only un-blood of the bunch daughter/sister-in-law, and that gives you 8 ladies looking for a whole lotta gabbin', eatin', and laughin'.
This year makes our 6th year to celebrate Pig Tour. Every year there are so many ridiculous outfits we have worn to "Fancy Night", countless silly pig garb accessories such as pig slippers, pig hats, pig earrings, feather boas, pig necklaces, pig sunglasses all that we have been gleefully guilty of wearing in and about our pig outings.
Basically it's a free-for-all weekend devoted to nothing but the sheer pleasure of being around one another and eating the most delightfully disgraceful-to-your-waistline of yummies. {Yes, we ordered that many. Yes, we eat that many.}The cabin is decorated with pig motif the minute we walk in. Pillows, throws, cups, pictures; it's the most pig paraphernalia you will ever see in one place. I kid you not.
Alas this year, every piggy voted on a weekend to rest and relax. Our normal public social functions like pig bowling, "Fancy Night" eating, swim meets, and Fanny Farkle footlong corndog contests were pushed to the side this year for a weekend of no bras, no make-up, and whole lotta togetherness in our cabin. Here are Kathy, Melissa, and Becky in full game mode. Game night is every night on Pig Tour.
Sow Kristi giving her team her piggy all in Pictionary. {Yes, those are, in fact, pig glasses atop her head.}
Queen Sow Bea, Sow Becky, Sow Kristi and myself spent the early afternoon lounging at the pool. {Why yes. Yes, of course that would be a pink pig sequined visor on my head.} Queen Sow Bea is quick as a whip with humor. The camera catches us all on the brink of her funny.
I tried my best to duplicate Mrs. Piggy Crocker up above! Perhaps aprons aren't my thing. For sure aprons with bathing suits and pink pig sequined visors aren't!
The hot tub was right off of our top balcony overlooking the mountains you saw above. It was divine to be the one in the "bathtub" instead of the one on her knees giving the bath for a night or 2.
There was spa time. The PedEgg was in FULL effect. Tweezers too. Along with masks, rubs, hot oil treatments, and moisture repair sessions. Melissa is a whiz with those eye tongs, I tell you. I need her right about now. The last day is always deemed "Awards Day." {Yes, there are sashes. What kind of Pig Outfit do you think we run here anyway?} There are ballots too. We vote for the following awards based on the events and ongoings of Pig Tour weekend:
- Most Spirited Piggy
- Splashiest Piggy
- Piggy Got Game
- Bad, Bad Piggy
- Fanciest Piggy
- Sloppiest Piggy
- Most Food Consumed
- Funniest Piggy
- and last, but not least, BEST OF SHOW!
And guess who won Best of Show for the 2nd time? None other than k. of k.Mac! Sow Kristi brought home the pigware. {Meet Spamela. She is the Best of Show trophy. She lives at the recipient's home for their year in reign. She is one beautiful piece of purple clay, isn't she?}
Here are Carlene and her girls.
And here's the cast and crew of Pig Tour! {Yes, thematic t-shirts are made every year, duh?}
Resting and rejoicing with the ones you love never made me smile snort more.
.mac :)
Monday, July 27, 2009
Perspective
I guess where the rhythm misses is when a person doesn't have the love of God and the desire for Him truly resting in their hearts. Because even when you do, it's sometimes hard to keep up with the beat. More and more, my daily prayers are to keep in rhythm with God's desires for me. To keep humble in His grace and continue to seek the perspectives of all just as He does. And finally that He place this same needle on the record of every one's heart through His love.
Whether it be the unrequited love from someone dear, the couple trying to desperately to have a baby yet with no luck, the mama grieving the loss of a little one, the family member who just doesn't fit, the church member who thinks they're always right, the one who lets you down, the grandfather who is never pleased, the hurt, the helpless, the homeless. Me and Perspective through God's grace and humility can look in with illustrious eyes and find our place and peace for each.
And we can do so because He made us each with different intentions. His grand plan is to feed our hearts and dance cards full. To teach us and to remind us that we are all here to give Him our all and show that all to others each and every time we can. His dance steps are hard to learn at times, but well worth the try.
Illustriously I am reminded in this unfair world that I have a choice. That at times I will fail. But that I can always slide my heels back on, straighten my skirt, and hold out my arms as He takes mine in His to find our rhythm once again. Me and Perspective.
.mac :)
p.s. A special thank you to k.Mac's most recent Flapper Girl designs for visual post enhancement.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Overrated
She and I don't get along.
I avoid her.
The girl whispering nasty hush-hushes about you.
Anger.
Anger.
Anger.
Anger.
Anger.
But Anger?
Good hair really is overrated.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Stumped
Hit remind.
{I have a thing for a certain genre of Christmas ornament that I need every year in a quantity of 8 for a certain set of near and dear ladies in my life. Last year, I failed. I waited too late trying to catch the best deal, and only ended up with 4.} That won't happen this year.
90% off, that's right.
That only happens about 2 times a year at the good ole HL. Trust me, I know. I'm a frequent flyer.
Me: "Boys. Sit down right there on that shelf. (it was a low one...to the floor and empty, worry warts) Here's your juice and snack. Don't move. Let mama look at what we got here."
2 older ladies {they remind me of The Golden Girls only they had those crazy print low nose wearing reading glasses with the connector bead chain}: "Honey, lookie what we found us here! Can you believe the steals on this shelf? Tell us, what you gonna get?"
{their baskets full to the brim with treasures.}
Background noise: Eli and Casey crunching and sucking down juice while smacking their feet on the floor to make drumming noises
Me: "Well, well, ladies. I just don't know. I'm kinda on the practical side of life with decor in my home. I hate that those words even left my lips, sisters, but it is true. With a 2 and 4 year old and a limited budget, I'm kinda at a stand still with home purchases."
Golden Girls: GASP! "Honey child, we can't let that happen! Not with deals like these! Now pick you out a few. Go on. {coaxing me with back pats and all}
Eli and Casey: "Mom!!! When are we going????"
Me: {Casting evil death looks at both of them.} "Boys, wait patiently. I will be done in a minute!"
I flip the treasures over only to see the lowest ORIGINAL price item to read $19.99 and the highest ORIGINAL price item to read $34.99.
My mind scrambles. Drumming feet. Back patting. Internally, I'm crashing.
Me: "Ladies, I tell you what. I just don't know exactly what I would do with these. I mean I am just so far removed from frilly extras for my home."
1st Golden Girl: {pulling me aside with arm around my neck} "Sweetheart, these treasures here are dust collectors. The provide no purpose or function other than to look unique, eccentric, and pretty in your home."
2nd Golden Girl: "And honey, we are women. This is what we do. We collect things so we can dust them and then bitch about the housework we have to do to our husbands. It's our way, honey child."
Eli and Casey: "Mama!!!!! We're ready to go!!!!"
Me: Totally baffled. Mind blown. Flustered. "Okay, boys. Let's go."
I go straight for the ornaments I need. I count out 8. I then go and hide them in an inconspicuous spot in the store in hopes they will still be there when 30%-50% off ornament time comes.
Yes, I did that.
Then I went to the checkout counter and purchased the 90% off treasures. Still stumped as to what in the heck I am going to do with them.
Go ahead. Scorn me. I deserve it.
I caved under pressure. I bought these deals for deals sake, lost my mojo about it all, and then went into straight ornament survival-preservation mode in hopes of guaranteeing my discounted price and quantity assurance.
Me: {in my head rapidly thinking} I bought ornamental stumps and have no clue what to do with them, but dang, I got them for cheap. The most I paid for one of those treasures was $3.00. I hid Christmas ornaments. Omigosh, omisgosh, omigosh.
So, consider this post a confession of sorts. Not that I am Catholic, but I do feel better.
Do I need to go back and "unhide" the 8 count of ornaments? I know the answer to that, but tell me, would you want to come up 4 short again this year? I know, I know. You would just pay full price for them and get the 8 now. Or would you?
Dealing and stealing (sorta, huh?}
.mac :)
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
sEeInG dOuBlE
With a total a 12 pockets and the cutest of k.Mac design, this client's wishes were granted.
.mac :)
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Ten To Tote.
Ten things to tote, huh?
Yeah, tote.
You know, carry around, keep track of, remember, hold close in a safe place?
Tote this, Meg:
1. Sometimes you think too much. Perhaps take a moment every now and then to shut your brain up and just be. Overthinking tends to make you a little loopy from time to time.
2. Not every day ends with a cherry on top. Remember how you used to think every sentence should end with an {!}. Then in 10th grade English, Mrs. Myers told you that just wasn't so. She meant it. Periods {.} are okay. They actually mean to pause and rest. Question marks {?} are too. They keep us growing and learning. Just don't go into loopty-lou mode with the ole crooked mark. {reminder: see #1}
3. Boys are different than girls. Women are different than men. What you think and what they feel sometimes isn't even remotely the same. Same goes for what you feel and what they say.
4. Get out more. With the boys, without the boys, with Kenny, without Kenny. Just get out more, dang-it. You feel better when you do.
5. Keep finding inspiration in your everyday. Believe in the ideas and dreams you have. Others may find them lofty, but others don't dream them, now do they? You can do it, you can do it, Cinderellie, Cinderellie. {Phil. 4:13}
6. Sorry gets old when you say it all time. Matter of fact, you can actually wear that word out. Say when you need to ONLY, then say it once with the heartfelt remorse you have and move on.
7. Be more compassionate. Remember what it feels like to have a cold, be scared, try something new, or feel alone.
8. Keep up the great work on running. You really like getting to do that for yourself. Don't let that slip away.9. Your boys watch you. They watch everything about you. Whether you realize it or not, they do. Make it count.
10. Shave your legs more often. I think that could be a nice treat for yourself. Cause prickly legs all the time just ain't no count. {As your rubbing them together right now typing this to judge just how prickly they are.}
There they are. Ten to tote. Not to mention, some of our more recent k.Mac totes for visual post enhancement. Each one a custom design and personalized order much like the list of the 10 I just made.
So, what about you?
What would be your 10 to tote right now?
Perhaps a k.Mac tote could help you lug them around in style!
{the above was the 1st {!} technincally used in this entire post.}
{Take that, self.}
.mac :)