A New Love???

Even though I have just begun my whole "blogging adventure" I must say "I LOVE IT."

I have been reading tons of blogs and just get so caught up in everybody's lives.

Is this normal?

I read these blogs and feel like I could just call folks up on the "teli" (Cason's word he used for-ev-er when he talked about nonother than the telephone) and chat with them.

Over the next few weeks, I hope to take my blog in kind of a different direction. I want to learn as much as possible (i.e. how to use Mr. Linky, how to market to blog to get more readers {or does that just happen?}, followers). I don't want to be known as a "bloghopper" (sounds like a word we southerners like to use for a girl that has several boyfriends at the same time) but I love reading about other peoples lives, ideas and families.

The more I tell you there wierder I seem, RIGHT?

I am going to fill my brain with an endless supply of blogging knowledge...Ok I am sort of a nerd... Really try and not be, but always have kinda been. Just tired of living in denial..:-)

I'll try it out and if doesn't work, we'll go down another path.

Now on to "THE BLOGGING"... Andy and I will be volunteering at St. Ann Catholic School this weekend at thier Annual Seafood Festival/Community Yard Sale. I would put my friend, BamaGirlinAZ in blue letters about now, but I haven't figured that one out yet!

I don't normally HIT yardsales on a weekly basis, but reading her blog and made me want to go out and find treasures for under $10.

The St. Ann Yard Sale is HUGE... There should be 15-20 families participating and the neat thing is ALL the money is going to the school. The whole community gets involved so there should be lots of good stuff.

After the St. Ann YardSale/Seafood Festival it's off to Point Mallard for picnicing, waterslides and my favorite, the balloon glow...

Should be loads of fun for the whole family.

Monday Memories (on Tuesday)

Here's a memory that will sure enough make "chill bumps" on you.

When I was a little girl, I had very long hair. All the way to my waist until I was in the 3rd grade. We had this counter next to the stove that my grandmother would let us lay on while she washed our hair in the sink in FREEZING COLD water...

I remember whinning asking her, "Mamaw, Why is the water sooo cold when you wash my hair?"

Her response, " You know what happens to chickens when you put them in hot water don't you?"

I answered, "No"

She said, "All thier feathers fall out, that's why we wash our hair in cold water. We don't want to be bald now do we?"

YIKES!!! I think that would border on the edge of child abuse this day and age..:-)

This was one of many Old Wives Tales she had. Do you have any Old Wives Tales you would like to share? How 'bout Home Remedies (I will be sharing some of those soon too) we all need to know about?

Do you PhotoFiddle? I just did..

Apparently photofiddle.com has been around a couple of years, but from time to time, I can be a little slow. I just ordered a picture of my family as a watercolor...

How cool is that?

They also had an instant coupon once you registered on thier website...

Even Cooler..

Check it out if you haven't already or share your experience with photofiddle.

Celebrity Saturday

One of my favorite celebrities is Nicolas Cage. How can a scrawny (I think that's a southern word too) little worm in Raising Arizona



end up looking like the hunk that he is in one of my all-time favorite movies National Treasure?



Oh... let's not forget the stone fox he was as Stanley Goodspeed, opposite Sean Connery in The Rock.



I would have to say, if I ran in to him on the street (of course I'm not going to run into him on MY street), but if I just happen to see him maybe when I visit Hollywood one day, I may just have be one of those camera crazed paparazzi...

The Great Outdoors

Okay, Imagine you are outside in the country...

Close your eyes.....

Take a nice deep breath....

What do you smell?

In Punkin Center, the not-so-pleasant aroma of fresh chicken litter, right out of four (4) Mega Poultry Houses. Lots of people have poultry houses, including my dad around in Alabama. Actually, Georgia, our neighboring state is the 4th leading poultry state in the nation!! Pretty impressive with Poultry Folks. Huh?

There are several different "kinds" of poultry houses you can own. You can grow the baby chickens until they are about 12 weeks old and they are called "broiler" chickens. Then you have the chickens that lay eggs for the baby chickens to hatch from and they are called "breeder" chickens. (It's a good thing we women are not called Breeders. Someone might leave with a black eye.... Did I just say that?) Then you have the "layers". They are the one that lay the eggs that go to the grocery stores.

When Cason was younger we would go out sometimes after it rained and I would exclaim

"UGGG, I hate when they spread the chicken litter!!"

He turned to me one day and took a deep breath in and said,

"It smells like to money to me, momma"

A future argibusiness major maybe?!?

You see the chicken litter is an all natural fertilizer for the hay fields and gardens. It helps make all the grass a vibrant green and makes the hay grow like wildfire. It also keeps the EPA happy with no harmful chemicals to pollute the earth.

Now..... when you have science project due in the 3rd grade about agri-culture you will be well-informed on what kinds of chickens there are, what the fertilizer is used for and what thier "poop" smells like!

I would love to wake up and smell the brisk ocean breeze or evergreen mountain springs from time to time, but right now Punkin Center, USA suits my fancy.....

What smells do you smell in Your Great Outdoors of where you live?

Life is good,
Andrea

Monday Memories

Birthdays growing up were very memorable to me BECAUSE.... I was always sick!! I had the worst set of tonsils EVER! (I had them out when I was 20 and literally thought I was going to die!)

On my 12th birthday, I never will forget, my mom took my sister and stepbrother to town and I was at home in the bed for the 3rd year in a row, this time with mono YUCK, and when they came back she had bought me the coolest pink phone imaginable, a set of flannel sheets (as you know it gets pretty cold in the south) with penguins on them.

The best present of the day though was an extra-large pepperoni pizza with the pepperonis shaped like a smiley face...

Awwww, thanks MOM...