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{Seeking Ideas}
As everyone can see from my count down on my sidebar, my mom is coming to visit on Thursday. This is her first "just because" trip since we've been here. The kids are in school and so we will have all day to do things. I have a few places planned, like:
Sam Moon
La Madeleine
Third Monday Trade Days
The 6th Floor Museum in Dallas
Spoons
And Downtown McKinney
I'm soliciting ideas from y'all for some more really fun places to eat and/or shop.
Anyone? Anyone?
Misc....Blogworthy??
Some of the stuff that happened this week that may or may not be worth your time to read...Blogworthy? You decide:
WOW!!!
(I never thought I'd get excited about $3.03 a gallon!)
Last week at Parker's game...our cheerleaders all turned and watched their cheerleaders who (gasp) knew the SAME CHEERS as us! (I think that our little girls thought they had some exclusivity on them.) They don't know that "Go Bananas....B A N A N A S!" has been around for DECADES!
Here is Tyler on Thursday after his game. Tyler's team lost 22-0 but he sure looks cute. Next week we are playing Celina, which is, as all the locals know, THE BIG RIVALRY. In the words of the Coach: "no one needs to tell you how important this game is." hmmmm. FYI the game is Thursday at 5 at Prosper High.
Parker's cute artwork on display at the elementary school...they have a fun art teacher. 
We had a couple of reunions this week. We had a "summer vacation reunion" with the McFarlands last Saturday. We met at Scotty P's to eat some really big cheeseburgers and some artery clogging french fries with "the works" which included cheese, onions, bacon and jalapenos. Then we headed over to Frisco Commons and let the kids run around on the fun playground and spin on the tire swing...see how good it made Aliza feel?
Tyler didn't want to be in the picture. I don't know why. Maybe it was too reminiscent of the car ride we took this summer...
A "Room Mom Reunion" was held on Thursday at La Madeleine's French Bakery...mmmm...french dip. These ladies were so fun to do activities with in Ms. Patton's class last year. Three of us have boys that are friends. In the front are the two Andrea's (V and O) and in the back are Tabitha and Kristin. We ate outside on the porch (it was a PERFECT day) and visited until we HAD to go because the kids were out of school. They are so fun. Tabitha leaves next week to go to Houston for some clinical trials for Liposarcoma. Keep her in your prayers for me, would ya? They need to have her tumors stop growing until she can have surgery again.
Well, if you made it all the way to the bottom of this post, be sure to leave a comment so I know who my real friends are. :o) hee hee hee.
Poor Man's Pig
Monday afternoon I went outside and noticed that it looked like Maris had aerated my flowers and bushes out front. I was very impressed, because I hadn't even asked him if he would do that for me. He knows I hate the way the Bermuda grass grows into the berm but there really isn't a way to control it other than digging it out every few weeks. Upon closer examination, I started feeling a little annoyed. The aeration was very uneven and looked like it had been done quickly and haphazardly. The Bermuda grass was still there and he hadn't even attempted to pull it out or to make the bark look good:
Then I noticed the holes. Why would he leave big holes there? I began to realize that Maris hadn't been doing yard work, but something had been. 
I got out the hoe and evened everything out and filled the holes and called Maris to discuss the possibilities. We have had tons of bunnies in our yard (as evidenced by their pellets in the backyard) but they usually just eat the young flowers I plant in the spring.
Raccoon? Skunk? Possum?
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Maris got home from a meeting last night around 10 and called to me, asking if I wanted to know what had been digging in my flowers.
Meet Lola.
(Lola was my second choice for Zoey's name.)
Little bugger.
She was just out there digging away, looking for grubs and ants (they eat fire ants...) Now we've got to figure out how to get rid of her before she starts digging up the grass. They can dig up a whole yard in a night.
PS Armadillos are called the "poor man's pig" because they apparently taste a lot like bacon...
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Happy Birthday, Parker!!
I can't believe it has been 11 years since my sweet little Parker was born. He was my shortest labor (8 hours while I was awake), my easiest birth (don't push, the doctor isn't here yet!), and my smallest baby (by 1/2 of an ounce at 8 lbs 7 1/2 oz). And that was as easy as he got!
Parker has always loved animals. He is the first one to run into my room in the morning and let the dogs out so they can come back in and roll on the floor with him. He has owned 5 fire-bellied toads, a leopard gecko, a slimy thing that I can't remember the name of, and a tarantula, as well as countless toads, frogs, lizards, and crickets...he is tenderhearted and cried when Gilberta and that slimy thing died. He spends every second possible in the pasture with the horses when we are at g'ma and papa's house.
He is thoughtful and sweet and loves me. He hugs me and tells me thank you and cuddles with me.
He is crazy and adventurous and wants to try everything. He loves to dress up and pretend and he loves to explore and play and be out there.
He loves water and beaches and sand and swimming pools. He loves snow and mountains and snowboarding (an activity that stopped once we moved to Texas.)
He loves football and baseball and basketball and hockey. He loves skateboarding and rip stik-ing (?) and rollerblading and bikeriding.
He is always smiling and learning and loving. He loves reading and science and math. He has tons of friends, because he has never met anyone he didn't like. And everyone likes him.
For his birthday he wanted this:
But he got this:
For his birthday dinner he wants shrimp, and instead of cake he wants lemon bars.
I love him. Happy Birthday, Parker! You are my best Parker in the world, and I am so grateful that you are mine!!!
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Decisions, decisions, decisions...
Yesterday I took Tyler to school and as I pulled out of the middle school, I had a choice. Not a big choice, very minor actually. If I take a right I will go up through Prosper on FM 1461, if I take a left, I will go down to University. Both ways will get me home, University might be a minute or two faster. Since I wanted to get home and finish up a thing or two before meeting Jenn (Happy Birthday) and some friends for breakfast, I chose left, University. Maris had taken my car in for an oil change and a long overdue cleaning, so I had his work car, which happened to be an H2. The speed limit on University is 60 mph, and there are several stop lights along the way. As I approached Stonebridge, the light turned yellow and the car in front of me went through. I was far enough behind him that there was no way that I was going to make it through, so I stopped. Then I felt a bump. The car behind me didn't stop. Fortunately, no one was injured, but his car (a 2008 Cadillac STS) was smushed. His hood was under the back of the truck. So here is my H2 plug:
It's a tank. There is a reason they use them in the military. It also convinced me that when you are behind the wheel of one, you have a huge responsibility because of the damage you could do if you were the one doing the hitting.
(Those aren't even scratches, they rubbed right off.)
It also made me think about how minor little things that we do or don't do can have a big effect on what happens next. There are no little decisions. I was also grateful when I was standing on University and Stonebridge waiting for the police to come, that I had decided to comb my hair, put on makeup, wear a bra and get dressed instead of going over in my jammies!
PS, when I dropped Tyler off today, I chose to turn right...
Tyler plays on Thursday nights now, and he got to be involved in the coin toss again.
He is getting so tall. He can almost look me straight in the eye, and I am not short. It is funny to me to see him in comparison to others out on the field. (he's 83).
We won 30-14. They are doing really well this year!
PPS. How 'bout them Utes?? :o)
{rant}
I should have never agreed to do PTO this year. It is the one thing that is putting me completely over the edge.
Thank goodness I have a great board or I would have a complete nervous breakdown.
It's not that it is hard. It's not. It's just that one thing that makes everything too much. I just don't want to do it.
I miss Sharma. I loved being the president at Knowlton, and a lot of it had to do with her.
One month down, eight more to go.
In the meantime, I'm going to go relax with my friends, Diet Coke and Snickerdoodle. And take a hot bath.
My ultimate comfort food.
Heaven.
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Girlfriends...
This last weekend, I went with Noelle, Nancy J and Connie to an undisclosed location for our semi-annual scrapbook retreat. When I leave I always have grand intentions of regularly scrapping at home (something I stopped doing when Aliza was 1, Park was 3 and Ty was 5) and catching up on years and years of memories. But, I don't. So these 3-day weekends end up being the only time I do it. (But, I have resolved to do some at home before my next trip...)
And...it doesn't hurt to have a little time with my girlfriends away from all the stresses of everyday life!
I forgot to mention how much I love this friend:
I've never actually taken the time to enjoy the hot tub amenities, but they are there:
In between scrapping, we eat the yummy meals and snacks that are all included. Not only do we spend the weekend with our bestest friends, but someone else cooks...Heaven.But I don't want you to get the impression that it is all play. As soon as we get there, we spread out and get to work:
I got 29 pages done!!! YAY!!!
We "cropped 'til we dropped!!"
Thanks for the weekend away girls, and thanks to Maris who takes over everything at home so I don't have to worry while I'm gone. When I got home, Maris had grilled some steak for dinner and served it with bread and (his idea of a vegetable) potato chips. Oh well, he had great intentions!
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