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A Doughnut Themed Day

Warning:  No real point to this post.  Your time might be better spent cleaning lint from your belly button.   Some days just seem to have a theme.  Have you noticed? Friday, the theme of the day was apparently doughnuts.   Friday morning, Antique Daddy and I went to our end-of-the-year parent-teacher conference.  I was nervous, but it went extremely well.  I was so proud of the things Ms. Carrie told me about my little boy — it brought tears to my eye. My mother used to leave my parent-teacher conferences weeping too, but for entirely…

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We’re Good At Naming Stuff

This weekend, we went to Tuna to see Memaw and Papa George for Mother’s Day.  Sean really wanted to pack his own bag, so I let him.  When I checked his duffel bag, he had packed some favorite stuffed animals, several books and a Lightning McQueen diecast car.  But no underwear.  Everyone has their priorities.  Depending upon the trip, I might choose books over clean undies too. When he was finished packing, he zipped up his bag and announced, “I got all my stuff in it!  But I’m going to call it a STUFFel bag!”  Totally cracked…

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Husbandry

Dear Husbands Across America, If your wife is being self-deprecating, you are not allowed to join the party. It is not a bandwagon, do not jump on. Thank you and have a pleasant tomorrow. ~ Antique Mommy * * * * * In the interest of equal opportunity: Dear Wives Across America – The art of being wife wise, is knowing what to overlook. Thank you and have a pleasant tomorrow. ~ Antique Mommy

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Bring It Stacy!

I don’t get to watch much television these days, but occasionally at the end of the day, after I’ve put Sean to bed, I’ll flip through the channels and end up watching part of an episode of What Not To Wear. Do y’all ever watch that show? Isn’t it fascinating? Two snotty condescending people insult you, throw your clothes away, make you cry and then force you to buy uncomfortable shoes. And inevitably they jump out from behind a rack of clothes at a department store and scare the puddin’ out of you. Fashion + Fear = Fun!  I am…

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News!

First of all, bloodwork results.  The doctor’s office called Friday night at 5pm and reported that all the bloodwork came back normal — all the liver and pancreatic panels were just fine. Yay! But there is still a lot of sugar in his urine. While that is not nomal, it could be normal for him.  The doctor will chat up the specialists this week and then we will decide where to go from here.  We may need to make a visit to a nephrologist at some point. In the meantime, Sean seems to be feeling well and that puts…

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The New Fruitcake

Photo Temporarily Unavailable Sean and I were shopping in Sam’s the other day when we spotted this.  As I looked at the wall of Yard-O-Beef, I imagined the Hillshire marketing folks sitting around a conference table at 4am, bleary eyed, shirts untucked, everyone needing a shave and shower when someone said, “Why not call it Yard-O-Beef?” And then everyone said, “Great! That’s a wrap. Let’s go home!” And really, who wouldn’t want to find a Yard-O-Beef under the tree on Christmas morning? Yard-O-Beef! The new fruitcake! What’s the most unusual Christmas gift you’ve ever received?

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Ice Ice Baby

(Disclaimer:  I don’t even know what Ice Ice Baby means.) Saturday, we went to the Ice! exhibit/extravaganza/event at the local Texas style hotel/convention center. Even though it was a balmy 80 degrees outside, inside the hotel it was 9 degrees. Y’all, did you know that 9 degree is cold!? Brrr!  And everything was made out of blocks of ice, including a slide and a sleigh and a life-sized nativity.  It was indeed cool!  (Get it? Cool? Ha.) The shuttle to the hotel was festively decorated with Christmas ornamentation. When we got on the bus Sean sat on my…

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Otherwise Occupied

In case you were wondering who my company was yesterday, it’s my mommy.  She’s still here.  Sometimes I like to be coy.  The upside to that is that she is occupying my child which means I can do other things, like go get my teeth cleaned – just a little hobby of mine, something I like to do in my spare time. The downside to that is she can’t vote for me which means I’ll probably win this prize. So, maybe you could get your mother to vote for me? (That’s once every 24-hours through November 8th!…

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