Thursday, September 22, 2011

When It Rains It...Stops

Short and not so sweet. I've been off lately as many of you have kindly noted. Various reasons, none of them need repeating. So last night and this morning I've tried to catch up with all my dear friends lovely postings and tried to comment. This was all happening during a delightful rain storm. It was grand hearing it on the rooftop...and snaking across the windows. UNTIL...my internet decided that rain was not something it cares to work with. Every time I've clicked on a blog...out the internet goes. Every time I click to leave a love note in the comment section of blogs...out the internet goes.


I'm off for now...hoping the sunshine when it arrives clears up more than the skies...but perhaps the airwaves as well!


Hugs and I'll be back...
Loves~Loves~Loves~

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

If The Law Allows...

I am sooo, soooooo, soooooooo, late with my birthday tribute to my dear niece Katie. I think she will forgive me, I'm HOPING she will as she is such a charitable soul. And knows I would have written this on time if life had not interrupted my plans. Small matters like a husband with a kidney stone bordering on the size of Stone Mountain and required similar sand blasting to remove the stone as to create the Generals of Stone Mountain. Small matters like I was tranquilized to the point of inertia for a procedure on my back and am just awakening from the tranquility coma. Small matters like brain fried Aunt...oh I guess that ties in with the aforementioned small matters. Like I said...


So Miss Second Year Law School scholar this one's delayed but for vous! And if the Law Allows I hope you will accept my tardiness and enjoy your birthday posting!


Katie is my niece born to my sister Patsy. Patsy and I are about 19 months apart in age. I won't say who is older, but suffice it say, I'm not. Patsy and I were married within six months of each other. Our Mother still spoke to us and our Dad didn't disinherit us so we considered that a success. My oldest son is about four months older than her oldest son. In between the births of our oldest children we have kids in close proximity to their cousins but in born in different years. Then we had our last children born the same year. This time Patsy's youngest was born in August and my youngest was born in October. And they were both girls, her second my first. This all leads to not a lot of information about Katie, but a lot of history on how she has mingled and entwined her being in my life and my heart. In a very affirmative and delightfully co-inkie dinkie kinda way, she is perpetually linked to me and Elise. 


Because their parents live in different areas of the country, Katie and her cousin Elise don't always get to spend a lot of time together. But when they do it is a lot of quality time and crazy fun filled laughter filled moments, from what they have shared. With cousins being tight and tight lipped sometimes what is shared is just what I can garner from conversations with siblings, etc. But they do have a lot of fun when they do get together...no matter how many 'years' it may or may not have last been.


Whether it's a joint day trip to D.C. as toddlers in the stroller...
A 'Sip n' See' tea for new twin cousins...
A Fiftieth Wedding Anniversary Weekend Celebration for Grandparents (Elise is wearing a heart on her shirt and Katie is sitting on her right as you look at the photo)...
Rehearsal Dinners and Weddings of siblings/cousins seemed to unite them for quite a few years...

Katie, Elisabeth, Elise
The connection between these two cousins has remained close, bringing much joy and happiness to their Mothers. For two years Katie has been enrolled in Law School...taking her across the country to the colder climate of the mid-west. I enjoy hearing about her success via her cousin and Facebook. Life of a law student is very restricted to reading, studying and class. I'm looking forward to the completion of her degree so she can maybe have more time for visiting. To not waiting for when the Law Allows what she can and cannot do.


Most of all  I'm looking forward to when she can once again be in arms reach where I can give her a big hug and lots of Loves~Loves~Loves~!


Happy Birthday Katie...I love you a bushel and a Peck(ie)!


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

And Baby Makes Three

I've been waiting to post this exciting news until I received the 'rest of the story'. My third son and his wife are expecting their first baby...I believe I mentioned this here. Now for the 'rest of the story'...they found out Friday afternoon they are having a little girl! We are all so thrilled for them and now we even up teams. Two grandsons and two granddaughters! Shortly after their appointment for the ultra-sound that delivered the exciting news they headed down our way.

We had a lovely weekend...Pop relaxed with lots of love and TLC from his family. My adult kids and their families that live in town gathered at the ole homestead for a chili dinner and lots of craziness. We of course said Loves~Loves~Loves~ after Lily led us in God Is Great for our blessing. And after Loves, Lily had her usual request for 'AGAIN'?  And yes we did it again!

Peter skunked me in a rousing game of Memory...AGAIN! Lily and Trey were given birthday gifts from the visiting Aunt and Uncle. They were not able to make it down for the birthday weekend, but who doesn't love extended birthdays? They both were enthralled with a Star Wars Lego spaceship, (Trey) and a baby doll with her won carrier and tiara, (Lily)! Lily hardly set her 'baby' down the rest of the night! Pop and I were very content to be 'flies on the wall' and listen to laughter of loved ones once again bouncing off walls and warming the cockles of our heart. Good medicine, that!

I must admit I was so busy that day enjoying my family I forgot to break out the camera. I hate when I do that but I did get a few pictures of the expectant couple before they left the following day...

Friday, September 16, 2011

And This Is New Orleans...

After my post about LSU football I found this article written by Chris Rose, a columnist for the New Orleans newspaper, The Times Picayune. The article was featured in this blog. It helps explain my heritage with humor and color. I hope you enjoy....and the blog is host to a wealth of New Orleans tidbits!
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I was scheduled to post this and then life interrupted with my Sweethearts's dang Rock that lodged in his innards. The blog I found this on is called Seersucker and Sazeracs; linked above. I was quite taken by the title as those are two words that remind me of my wonderful Father. So without any more delay I present to you in words I only wish I could have said better. 


Dear America, 
I suppose we should introduce ourselves: We're South Louisiana... You probably already know that we talk funny and listen to strange music and eat things you'd probably hire an exterminator to get out of your yard. We dance even if there's no radio. We drink at funerals. We talk too much and laugh too loud and live too large and, frankly, we're suspicious of others who don't... we love South Louisiana with a ferocity that borders on the pathological. Sometimes we bury our dead in LSU sweatshirts... The only way you could understand that is if you have been there, and so many of you have. So you realize that when you strip away all the craziness and bars and parades and music and architecture and all that hooey, really, the best thing about where we come from is us. We are what made this place a national treasure. We're good people. And don't be afraid to ask us how to pronounce our names. It happens all the time... But don't pity us. We're gonna make it. We're resilient. After all, we've been rooting for the Saints for 35 years. That's got to count for something. OK, maybe something else you should know is that we make jokes at inappropriate times. But what the hell
- Chris Rose, Times-Picayune columnist


Loves~Loves~Loves~

Thursday, September 15, 2011

A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Party

I am hoping you have all heard about the lovely party Carol is throwing to launch her new book. You know the party to end all parties...at FacingFiftyWithHumor. It's going on now and you're sure to have a great time. It's a virtual party celebrating the launch of her new book! Mini Skirts and Laughter Lines is sure to be a huge hit! If you follow the link to the party you will be able to read some excerpts from her book.

Once you arrive be sure to head over the laughter room. I was needing a few laughs as of late so I included a few of my favorite laugh lines. If you so choose cast a vote my way?

Either way you're in for a treat, lots of party favors, treats and a mini skirt contest to end all mini skirts!

Go now...Have a ball and PARTY HEARTY~
Loves~Loves~Loves~

Healing

Thank you everyone for all the prayers and love you have sent our way. The surgery was successful. The stone was larger than anticipated and the surgery longer. No details need be shared other than my Sweetheart is home and healing. I am hoping to have some happy news and postings to share soon.

Loves to all and again thank you for all your kindness.

Loves~Loves~Loves~

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Surgery Scheduled

Nothing is moving on the homefront so to speak. Wednesday is the day for surgery to remove the stone. It has been a long and wearing episode, and we will both be happy to see its conclusion.

Thanks for all the lovely comments and hopefully life will be a more positive story to report...

Hugs to all~

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Update of Sorts

Short and not so sweet here....My Sweetheart is still waiting to pass that dang kidney stone. It seems the stone has travelled too far down for any procedure to either smash it to smithereens or any other variety of removal. It's the ole wait and see game and it isn't a fun one for him to play.

The Urologist showed us a spot on his kidney that will have to be addressed when the kidney stone passes. The Dr is hopeful it is just a cyst so I'm going to go with that theory as well!

Thank you all for you kind thoughts and prayers and if I thought riding him over railroad tracks would do the trick you'd be hearing of a crazy woman that was coasting down the tracks with her husband saddled to the luggage racks. Sadly it's more waiting. For those who know Pig Latin my not very lady like sentiment for this is: Ap Cray.

Loves~Loves~Loves~

Monday, September 5, 2011

LIfe Unscripted

In all the excitement of the day Saturday, we weren't planning on a visit to the ER. Shortly after Lily's departure my husband started experiencing pain in his lower back. He had a kidney stone in the mid '80's and was sure that was again the problem. I urged him to allow me to bring him to the ER when he first started feeling pain. I don't know why we all think if we wait things will just go away, but that was his decision. Wait and see. 


I was awakened around 1 AM to him clammy and writhing in pain. Needless to say we made a mad dash to the hospital and spent a loooonnnnnggggggg night in the ER. CT scan proved his self-diagnosis. Pain meds administered and he has been sent home to contact a urologist. Of course no one is in office on a Sunday, and Monday being Labor Day it will be a miracle if we reach anyone today.


I'll be away for a bit until my Sweetheart is treated and on the mend. Thank you all for the fun, funny and kind comments on the LSU experience. We did win the game! I wanted to reply to everyone but I'm in demand on the nursing front.


Welcome to my new followers, I usually don't have medical postings but life can have a way of rearranging even the best of intentions. Until my return...I'm sending love and good wishes to all.


Loves~Loves~Loves~

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Song of the South

If I could make this photo any larger I would. I love me some LSU football. For those of you newbies who have never heard the way Tiger Fans say the acronym aloud it sounds like LS shoe! There is nothing like going to a football game in Tiger Stadium, aka Death Valley. Sorry you Ole Miss or Crimson Tide fans and all the rest...simply nothing compares. I have preached and  sung praise of LSU football games to my children since they were born. My oldest and my youngest are the only ones of my tribe to have experienced live and in person the phenomenon. They are now believers. They are spreading the word. And in Tigertown it is The Word


Football in the South is more than just Game Day. It is a way of life. We grow up knowing the difference between Gators and 'Noles, Tigers and Razorbacks, Dawgs and Tide. When I first experienced a football game at LSU it was my freshman year. I literally had goose bumps when I walked into the stadium. I went to LSU in the era of Charlie McLendon or Cholly Mac as we fondly referred to him. It was Bear Bryant walking on water coaching at 'Bama, Archie Manning was the hero of Ole Miss, we were THE teams of the South and so very proud!


Take a drive down memory lane with me...race up Airline Highway towards Baton Rouge. Can't you hear the cheers and chants pouring from Death Valley? They are echoing through the oak trees, splashing in the swamps, bouncing down the bayous...Tiger Bait...Tiger Bait! LS SHOE LS SHOE! It's as if it were yesterday...


Ahh Game Day for the young coeds. We start getting ready the morning after the last game. We ponder and choose our outfits with care. We Southern lasses don't grab any old pair of blue jeans and t-shirt. Noooo, we make mad dashes to the mall for that perfect pair of shoes, jut the right shade of purple blouse. Our outfits must be perfect on Game Day. Each. And. Every. Time. 


We spend hours wearing mud packs on our faces, curlers in our hair. The amount of time we keep the curlers in our hair doesn't matter. Five minutes after their removal our hair has either wilted or frizzled due to the humidity laden air. Does not matter...we love to be pretty and proud Southern Belles eager maidens waiting to be escorted by our handsome Southern Gents. We love the process and the journey...
Then it's off to the pre-game parties. Didn't matter if you were going to Fraternity Row or parties in the myriad apartments around campus. Fun and games of romance and laughter were everywhere! We were dressed in our finest and ready to party. I remember one Homecoming we had a street party on campus. Kiki Dee was the musician, and she had Joe Namath with her. I'm not sure why, maybe they were dating at the time. Broadway Joe was a ladies man. Whatever the reason there was a lot of sweet justice knowing one of Bear Bryant's favorite sons was partying with LSU fans. Song of the South...!
Some parties could get a tad rowdy...my date for the last forty plus years and for the LSU football parties may or may have not earned a reputation for dancing on stools at one or two of these affairs. I'm not saying yes. I'm not saying no, but...rumors run rampant! I'm also remembering I was first proposed to on a Homecoming evening leaving Tiger Stadium by that handsome Southern Gent. I say first because I waited to give my answer. When he was sober certain of his feelings. I get very misty eyed at Homecomings...!


Interesting fact, the photograph below is not distorted from age. This was taken with a Polaroid camera, (remember those) and the photographer may or may not have been in less than mint condition for skills required to extract the film for 'instant developing'. Hot dang Mess, errrr Miss, it's time to leave the party and head across campus because...
The band is winding its way towards Tiger Stadium...hurry along you don't want to be left outside when the Golden Band From Tigerland enters the stadium. They march slowly to the tune of Hold That Tiger. Inching slowly down the field to the hollow and loud beat from the bass drums. As they slowly make their way down field the excitement is building. Faster they march, quick stepping their way to the fifty yard line and come to A. Complete. Stop. There before you are the beautiful beauties...the Golden Girls. With a toss and a turn they doff their purple capes to stand proudly in their glittery gold spangled leotards. Cat calls erupt from the boys in the stands...the crowd is in a frenzy!


I was indoctrinated to the world of football in Tulane stadium. My Dad would take me as a young girl and it was fun...but those Green Wave games were not a patch on Mike the Tigers behind. This is the Big Show. Football Saturday in Death Valley. The cheers from that stadium have actually registered  on the Richter Scale. Point of fact, I'm not looking for bragging rights...they've been earned.


Tonight I am going to introduce another of our tribe to the thrills of LSU football. Trey and Peter, sons of my oldest have been well indoctrinated. Lily is going to be spending the late afternoon and evening with us while her parents attend a wedding. What she is about to learn will be a passion passed down through generations...father to son, mother to daughter. In this instance it will be grandparent to grandchild. See Lily lives in a house divided. Her father went to NCSU, her mother UNC, which can lead to confusion for a young child. No worries. Her grandfather and I are united. Purple and gold to the end. No confusion or conflicts here. After I say adieu to you, my dear readers, I'm off to find my purple pom poms and a lovely spangled gold leotard for Lily. It's not fair to raise her in a conflicted atmosphere...
I think we may have confused and conflicted our sweet southern maiden enough with bullets and beads...


Are you ready for some football.??? GEAUX. TIGERS. 
Loves~Loves~Loves~

Friday, September 2, 2011

Three Coins In The Fountain

Oh, I'm pretty sure there were more than three coins thrown into the fountain on this day! We shared a late lunch date with my son, daughter-in-law and two grandsons to celebrate the return of school days. The boys had gone shopping with their parents earlier in the day for back-to-school supplies. We were enchanted with tales of backpacks and new shoes and markers! 

We met at one of their and our favorite places to dine. This restaurant has a large menu selection. Soups, salads, burgers or a dinner entree are all part of the fare. The main attraction however is the bakery. They bake these huge long cakes in oodles of flavors and sell them by the slice. It is a highlight of the visit, (and a good way to while away the wait for your food) to peer into the bakery window case at all the selections. Choices include red velvet cake, coconut cake, un-birthday cake, strawberry shortcake cake with your choice of either yellow or chocolate cake with the strawberries and cream filling. My husband loves the carrot cake and they have lemon cake and peanut butter chocolate cake, chocolate toffee cake...death by chocolate, oh the list really is endless. We bring the cake home to enjoy for later as the meal is so very delectably filling! 
If the weather is nice we dine al fresco, but this was a late August day so we dined inside. After the meal we headed out to the courtyard to make wishes in the fountain and enjoy the lovely sunshine. Trey and Peter enjoyed splashing the water as it burst from the fountain and tried their very best to spray everyone in our group! 
Boys will be boys. Their Aunt Elise was ready to play Auntie Mame and contribute to the fun. Coins were flowing out of her purse and into their warm and eager hands!
Trey was very busy using his skills acquired on the baseball diamond...
I love fountains and piazzas...but I think Peter could have used his own sunglasses!
The air is always lighter and cooler around the fountain.
Yes, I do delight in a Sunday afternoon with my loved ones.
And I truly love noting life's milestones...hope you find a fountain and make a wish!
Loves~Loves~Loves~