Archives for March 2009

Beach Pictures

I am home safe and sound from my beach trip.

Emphasis on safe.

Because in addition to four days of rain, rain and more rain…we might have slept through a tornado warning.

Don’t ask.

So, I’m retracting last week’s post that said I’d share pictures of the gorgeous beach. It wasn’t so gorgeous with rough water and crashing waves. ūüôĀ

Just know that not rain, nor wind, nor tornado kept us from eating.

And on our final rainy, wet night after dinner, we treated ourselves to dessert.

In a place where key lime pie seems to be on every single menu, we knew we wanted something different.

My ultimate favorite dessert is…

Vanilla Bean Creme Brulee

And this one with fresh strawberries and orange shortbread made me very happy, happy, happy!

Kim’s choice was Chocolate Java Lava Cup

A warm mocha cake, toffee crunch and triple vanilla bean ice cream was delicious.

But Ann’s selection of “Sharkfin Pie” was‚Ķ



dessert I have ever seen in my life.

Seriously – taller than her head!

Pie made with all these sinful ingredients:

Butter fudge ice cream, honey roasted peanuts, fudge, peanut butter, Oreo cookie crust.

Truly, how ridiculous is that?

All four of us couldn’t have finished Ann’s dessert even if we hadn’t ordered the other two desserts.

It did make us laugh.

And now we’re all back in our respective homes where no one will be eating a 5 pound slice of ice cream pie for at least another year or so‚Ķ


P.S. Toni wouldn’t order the seven layer carrot cake with caramel sauce to make it an even four desserts. There’s one in every group. We love her anyway.

Beach Beach Beach

I am not gloating.

But I am driving to the beach.

Right now.

As you read this.

The joys of modern technology continue to astound me.

And you know what they say…

“A rainy day at the beach is better than‚Ķ”

Um, what do they say?

For me, it’s pretty much better than being anywhere else.

Because I love, love, love The Beach.

And I love, love, love being with my sweet lifetime friends…

Ann and Kim and Toni.

Ann and I will be looking for our college boys from last year so we can introduce them to Kim and Toni.

Hope you’re having a great week and I’ll be back soon to post some gorgeous pictures of my favorite beach!

Where is your favorite beach?

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Hi-Tech Marriage Savers

I really do hate when the TV is blaring.

PhilBillPaul has suffered hearing loss since long before I met him.

I’m pretty sure it was from those years of head-banging rock-n-roll music that he still loves.

And I refuse to listen to.

I’m not even going to list those heavy metal, hard rock bands he listened to.

Suffice to say, I’ve been asking him to get a hearing aid for 21 years now.

Thanks to the Costco Connection magazine, I’ve found another option.

I’ve done a little research‚Ķ

These are doctor recommended.

Do you think that means insurance will cover them?

Can’t you just picture us snuggled up together watching TV while he wears his TV ears?

Yeah, not so much.

Thankfully, there is something smaller, sleeker and cheaper.

*If you are using Internet Explorer you may not be able to see the video link above. You could always get crazy today and install Firefox as your browser which works better for everything!!

Clever…a hearing aid device that looks like a bluetooth headset.

Because those bluetooth devices are so fashion-forward.

Side note: The Grunter refers to hip and cool people who wear these as “bluetools.”

I’m not sure if it works the same way as TV Ears. I get confused with all this newfangled technology.

If it doesn’t help his hearing loss, I’m pretty sure he can use it to develop a new career as a spy and eavesdrop on conversations all over the place.

Or he’s going to have a killer time playing B-I-N-G-O!!

Has anyone seriously tried either of these hi-tech devices? I’m thinking they should market them as marriage savers.

Which one do you think I should buy him first?


Flexible Friday #32 Barter with Me

I’ve got nothing today.

Because I’m still doing that thing that I HATE.

Why don’t I have a friend who is an accountant?

And that accountant really wants a blog.

That I’d be happy to set up, install and help get them started.

Or needs some help with something that does not involve numbers or math.

Because I would trade services.

In a heartbeat…


Lying and Hating

Hate is a very strong word.

PhilBillPaul and I made it a rule in our house when the kids were very little that they are not allowed to use the word hate when referring to people. It’s just a personal little issue I have about choosing our words carefully. I was traumatized in my teens when someone I love screamed “I hate you.”

Not to me thank you very much.

But all I could think about was what if that’s the last thing you screamed at someone you love in a fit of anger?

Don’t get me wrong because that might sound all noble and deep but those who know me are very aware that I have angry outbursts.

Coma…head injury…human…not enough therapy…take your pick of why I lack the self-control to be a shining example to my children on a daily basis.

I have been known to say “I dislike you intensely right now.”

Which is not really the best substitute but sometimes it’s all I’ve got. Just keeping it real.

We do, however, allow the occasional “I hate ______” referring to inanimate objects. You know, as in:

I hate vegetables.

I hate roaches.

I hate pollen season in Atlanta.

I hate bookkeeping, accounting and filing taxes.

Thanks, I feel much better now.

Can you tell what I’ve been doing for two days? Yes, I’m a little grouchy.

Okay, maybe a lot grouchy.

I almost forgot to tell you all that a new blog friend, Lynn asked me to write a guest post over at an amusing, relatively new blog called My Teen, The Alien.

It’s about parents and teenagers lying and who does it more.

Let me know what you think.

Anything you hate that you’re willing to share? Come on, tell me‚Ķ


Teenagers in My Bed

Since the beginning of this year, we have had one, two and sometimes even three extra girls at our house every single weekend.

PhilBillPaul and I were informed that we needed to get used to it. The one-sided conversation went something like this:

You need to get used to it. This is our senior year. We’re doing this every weekend that we can. Until graduation.

Thank you, Roger Leroy.

As you can see, we are in total control here at the Humpfreeze house.

Or not.

It’s one of those pick your battle moments. And PhilBillPaul and I decided that a few extra mouths to feed are far better than not knowing where our sassy-mouthed teenagers are.

“This is a gift,” I gently remind PhilBillPaul. We really do try not to miss the gift.

The gift of knowing that they are just down the hall. In our house. Safe.

Or in my bed.

Wizzy, C-Mac & Roger Leroy plopped right down, interrupting my Tivo time to show me fascinating videos they taped and thought were hilarious. The girls are full of gifts.

This weekend was the first weekend in quite a while that this hasn’t happened. No extra teens. Just our family.

It was a rainy, quiet weekend with our three teens working all weekend.

Next weekend will be even quieter when the girls go off for their first National Guard Drill weekend.

I spent a little time counting during this quiet weekend.

Math has never been my strong suit but I still use that counting skill I learned in elementary school.

We’ve had ten consecutive weekends of extra teenagers.

See how that counting skill has come in handy?

Algebra, not so much. But counting, I find myself doing it a lot lately…

As in–coincidentally there are only ten weekends left before our teenage daughters my tiny twin babies graduate from high school.

My job is to be sure I count down these last times…these last weeks before my girls begin a new season of their lives…these weeks are flying by.

If you have a senior, I know you’re counting too.

How was your weekend?


Flexible Friday #31 My Husband Is
So Lucky!

I know what you’re thinking right now.

I have some psychic abilities that I don’t usually talk about.

You are thinking…

That you already knew that PhilBillPaul is LUCKY…

Because he’s married to ME.



Hey, next time I share my psychic ability, please don’t be so slow to respond.

Okay, on to the REAL reason PhilBillPaul is so lucky. Remember in January when he missed this golden opportunity that might have changed our life?

He got a second chance this week and sent me an email along with the forwarded message.

date Wed, Mar 11, 2009 at 10:28 PM

Will you be home tomorrow? I am expecting a package.

—–Original Message—–
From: rose evans
Sent: Wed, 11 Mar 2009 12:25 am

Good Day ;

We have been waiting for you since to contact us for your Confirmable Bank Draft of $850,000 United States Dollars which my husband kept for but we did not hear from you since that time. Then I went to the bank to confirm if the draft has expired or getting near to expire and Mr. Franklin Eric the Director Bank of Africa told me that before the draft will get to your hand that it will expire. So I told him to cash the $850,000 USD UNITED STATES DOLLARS to cash payment to avoid losing this funds under expiration as I will be out of the country for a 3 Months Course and I will not come back till end of May 2009.

What you have to do now is to contact the FEDEX COURIER COMPANY as soon as possible to know when they will deliver your package to you because of the expiring date.For your information, I have paid for the delivering Charges and Insurance premium.

The only money you will send to the Courier Company to deliver your Consignment direct to your postal Address in your country is ($105.00 US) being Security Keeping Fee of the Courier Company so far.Again, don’t be deceived by anybody to pay any other money except $105.00 US Dollars. I would have paid that but they said no because they don’t know when you will contact them and in case of demurrage.You have to contact the FEDEX COURIER COMPANY now for the delivery of your Draft with this information bellow;

Contact Person: Dr. Jerry Mike
cell phone +229-9898-xxxx

Finally, make sure that you reconfirm your Postal address and Direct telephone number to them.

Dont let them know that box contents money ok.

Thanks and God bless you and your family.

Yours Faithfully,
Mrs Rose Evans

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to be home on Thursday so he will have to work out a different delivery date.

Feel free to scroll back up and review the lines I highlighted in bold.

Because they are my very favorites lines.

Plus I love words and I always love to learn a new word. I’m the nerd who still does “Word Power” in Reader’s Digest every month. I don’t remember ever learning the word demurrage. I had to look it up.


‚Äďnoun Commerce.
1. the detention in port of a vessel by the shipowner, as in loading or unloading, beyond the time allowed or agreed upon.
2. the similar undue detention of a railroad car, truck, etc.
3. a charge for such undue detention.

In addition to the fact that as soon as Phil can arrange the package delivery and our family financial struggles will be over, I’ve added a new word to my vocabulary.

Oh, and don’t even try to make arrangements for the package delivery, I jumbled the codes so you cannot call the FedEx Courier Company and try to steal our box full of money.

Lucky and smart. That’s us.

Anybody else have a lucky week?


Did I just blink and miss Spring?

In all the stress excitement of last week and for those of you not plugged into national news, it snowed in Georgia last Sunday.

With snowflakes so big, it looked like rain.

Seriously. A big deal.

Big deal because schools closed on Monday for a Snow Day. Which happens, oh, once every 5 or 10 years here!

And Georgia-born Scary Baby was in her glory outside in a summer bucket hat, pajama pants and giant gloves.

Because every kid should have the experience of catching snowflakes on their tongue.

It’s just part of childhood not to be missed ~ even if you live in the South.

Three inches did stick to the ground and she actually got to use a sled we bought in North Carolina some years ago. It quickly becomes a smud sledding activity. (That’s snow + mud.)

And then, exactly one week later…

…that same child should put on their bathing suit and ride down the street in the neighborhood.

Yes, we are those yay-hoos.

And I only wish I had captured a picture of her on that bike.

It has been 80 flippin’ degrees for the last three days.

I don’t care where you live‚Ķthat’s just not right.

As I type this I’m barefoot and not pregnant in shorts sweating in my house. The sun has gone down and it is a chilly 69 degrees. What the heck?

I don’t know about you but I need a little transition time in my seasons.

Random side note: Keep the Facebook input coming. I typically don’t cave to peer pressure but I’m weighing my options. ūüėČ

P.S. I’m not a fan of boys/men wearing nail polish but holy schmoly did anyone see Adam on American Idol last night? Yes, the girls and I continue to watch it every single season‚Ķ


Facebook Pressure

How many of you are on Facebook?

I just read this weekend that baby boomers are the fastest growing segment on Facebook.

Side note: I’d tell you where I read that and provide a link to it but I’m old and tired and can’t remember.

I’m so out of touch. And uncool.

Beyond the list of communication tools I already possess…

  • This blog
  • Email
  • Cell phone
  • Telephone
  • Pen and paper
  • Close To Home¬© John McPherson

    I adore my friends and love keeping in touch. Really I do.

    I need some convincing though.

    Do I really need to be on Facebook? Tell me what I’m missing and if I should just skip it and jump right into tweeting on Twitter?!

    Go ahead, throw some peer pressure my way. I’ll let you know if I cave‚Ķ


Flexible Friday #30 A Better Week

The shortest post ever.

Just to say thank you…

To all who left a comment here

Or sent me a private email

Or picked up the phone and called

Sending us kind words and congratulations

on the twin daughters decision.

It really means more than I’m able to put into words

right now.

P.S. I promise to catch up with everyone as soon as I can!


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