An Officer And A Gentleman

Y’all.

It is Monday and here I am.

Summer is almost over and things are in full swing here on the home front.

I have so much to catch my loyal blog fans (all eight of you!) up on, because it has been one CRAZY summer up in here (have you heard that I gave up Coke?) I’ll give that a minute to sink in.

Yes, it’s true.

Once school starts, I intend on getting back into the bloggy groove and keeping things current here on the blog. But today’s news is pretty cool.

See this guy here?

He happens to be my husband.

And the Daddy to these two.

He is a responsible, loving and patient leader of our household.

And, he is a smart, humble and dedicated military officer.

He is the kind of person who does the right thing, even when no one is watching.

With the permission of his parents, he joined the West Virginia Air National Guard in 1991 and left for boot camp less than a week after we graduated. In 1999, he attended Squadron Officer School and was commissioned as an Officer. He’s made several stops along the way, but today? Today, I had the distinct pleasure (along with his Dad) of removing the Major rank that he has worn for seven years, and replace it with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel.

And I prayed the entire time that I wouldn’t drop the rank or the pin backs because EMBARASS!

I couldn’t be more proud of this man.

He makes life fun and exciting.

I love you, Lieutenant Colonel McDaddy!

We Are Not Fancy People

We had two baseball games on the schedule this weekend, but they were both cancelled. Because of that, I spent a good chunk of the weekend cleaning. My bathroom is cleaner than it’s been since wemoved in here eleven years ago. And, after several hours of cleaning out closets, drawers and shelves, Stevie and Alex’s rooms are beautiful, straight, and neat. And if I had any sense, I would have taken a picture because in all likelihood,by tomorrow at this time,their roomswill not look like they do now.

On Saturday evening, my fellas and I got all gussiedup and we celebrated with McDaddy’sbrother, Dave who was inducted into Alderson Broaddus University Hall of Fame.

I’m always leery when we attend a fancyevent because, well,WE ARE NOT FANCY PEOPLE, and because there are typically more forks than I know what to do with.

And, also because our boys are eleven and eight and the last thing eleven and eight year boys are interested in, is the fancy.

They picked out these outfits for Easter and I think they look handsome and grown up. Unfortunately, I did not oversee every detail of their pre-fancy dinner preparation, andStevie ended up wearingone blue sock and one black sock. Alex on the other hand, was wearing white, ankle length, athletic socks.

So funny.

Only NOT.

First, there was an informal reception with hors d’oeuvres (which is a stupid word, by the way!). Several minutes before the reception was scheduled to begin, we lost track of Stevie. The room wasn’t crowded, so it only took a few seconds to spot him. He was standing, plate in hand, at the food table and he was helping himself to cheese cubes.

After a quick discussion about asking before helping ourselves, we had a good chuckle and helped him get rid of the cheese cubes quickly, which was a mistake because the pepper-jack cheese was H-O-T and he hadn’t had time to also grab adrink before we could get his attention.

It’s a good thing they are charming.

For dinner, we were served a chicken breast(with peas and a lemon slice on it), red potatoes and green beans. I was skeptical because who puts a lemon on a chicken breast? And also, because the green beans were the fancy type oflong green beansand I was pretty sure they hadn’t been cooked in bacon grease like the ones I make here at home. Alex took a big bite of the green beans and within two seconds, he was dropping the green beans out of his mouth and back onto his plate.

Heaven, help me.

Thankfully, I don’t think anyone else at our table saw the green beans make their way back onto his plate, but I was still mortified.

Other than that, the fancy dinner went well (Except whena grape tomato flopped off of my salad plate and onto the table as I was cutting it up in my salad) and I’m happy to say we made it through without too much of a spectacle.

Like I said, NOT FANCY.

All in all, it was a wonderful evening and I enjoyed spending time with McDaddy’s parents, his siblings and their spouses.

Have a great week, y’all!

Happy Birthday McDaddy!

One of the things that I’ve always loved about McDaddyis that he looks for every opportunity to help others. Honestly, (and I’m not just saying this because he is my husband) if more peoplewere more like McDaddy, America would be a totally different place. I have said many times here on the blog that he is the type of person who does the right thing, even when no one is watching.

In other words, he is a very special person.

And by some strange twist of fate, this special, wonderfully considerate person chose me to be his. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world being married to him. For that reason, I wanted his 40th birthday to be really special.

McDaddy is not big on birthdays. He probably wouldn’t even celebrate if he had his way.

Me, though?

I’d celebrate my birthday for the entire week month of December if I could talk someone into it.

Especially, since this one coming up is a BIG ONE.

Two days before his birthday, I got the bright idea to give him 40 gifts, which at the time sounded like a great idea. It wasn’t nearly as easy as I thought it would be to find forty gifts that he would actually use that wouldn’t cost a small fortune.

But, when I get something in this crazy head of mine, well, you know what happens.

I went to Target, Wal-Mart, Gander Mountain, Family Dollar, Dollar General, and The Dollar Tree.

Plus, I picked up a double-decker chocolate chipcookie cake from SAM’s (because he loves chocolate chip cookies) and then purchased a tube of red icing to jazz it up a bit.

After picking Alex up from school, we stopped to buy some balloons for the occasion. I had intended to tie the balloons to our mailbox, but the wind was blowing like crazy, so they ended up tied to the front door.

Now, just to be clear, McDaddy doesn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that he is forty. (Unlike *cough* others *cough* who will *cough* be forty *cough* very *cough* soon.)

It was fun watching him open 40 gifts.

It took quite awhile.

I really hope he enjoyed it. The boys and I had a great time celebrating him and his forty years of life. If I could have, I would have wrapped up a Chevy Corvette and a six-car garage.

But alas, that was not possible.

We got him a really nice everyday watch (which he wanted!), car cleaning stuff, his favorite snacks, muscle rub and fiber bars (for his aging body and system!) things for the garage, a movie, a Matchbox Corvette, socks (which he needed!), and several other things.

Happy Birthday, McDaddy! We are so thankful that you were home to celebrate with us and not in Kuwait!

We love you so much!

What I Learned This Week

It’s been a crazy busy few days. Over the weekend, McDaddy and I attended a Jeep Jamboree in Williamsburg, Kentucky (so yes, there are some lessons from the Jeep Trail) and I spent most of today unpacking and doing laundry.

And now this week, I’minfull-on Halloween/Alex’s birthday party/Alex’s class Halloween party week. Back in 2005, my OB Doctor called to say that I was pregnant with a big baby and did I want to go ahead and schedule my C-Section? I excitedly picked November 1st because me and my OCDlike nice round numbers.

November 1st – as in,the day after Halloween. November 1st -as in,the first week of the month, which means McDaddy always has drill thatweekend.November 1st – as in,always the same week as the school Halloween parties.

And every year at this time, I kick myself for my lack of forethought.

But just likeGloria Gaynor, I will survive.

Here’s what I learned this week:

1. According to a fella on the Jeep Jamboree trail, you can never have too much fan.

2. When you’re on the Jeep trail and you have to use the “restroom,”remember, it’s womenon the right, and men on the left. WHY?Because women are always right.

3. If you’re wheelin’ with other “Jeep Peeps” it is important to ALWAYS keep the Jeep behind you in sight at all times.

4. When your Blackberry begins to recite the Bible to you, and you are unable to SHUT THE BLACKBERRY UP,it might have you to wondering, What is the Lord trying to tell me?

5. According to McDaddy it is tough to get white road-paint off of a chili-pepper red Saturn Sky. YIKES, Y’ALL.

6. There is at least one fella working the customer service desk at Kohlsthat has no business servicing customers. *coughEUGENEcough*

7. The staff at our local Chick-fil-a goes above and beyond every single time I am in there. Most recently, the young guy working the dining room accompanied my mom (whouses a wheelchair) and I to the carwith an umbrella in the pouring rain.I have never experienced service quite like this in any other restaurant, ever. And today I called to tell them so.

8. The battery in the SKY key-fob is deader than 4 o’clock. I don’t really know what that means, it’s just something I say all the time.

9. The battery in my beloved iPhone 5 is on my LAST NERVE. I might suck at math but last time I checked 20% was equivalent to 1/5. Twenty percent should not equal dead.

Thats what I learned this week.

Now, what did YOU learn?

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Alrightythen. Ready, Set, GO!



It’s All Good. Or Something Like That.

I had a wonderful weekend with McDaddy and our friends, Brian and Kelley. We attended a Jeep Jamboree in Williamsburg, Kentucky, which means we spent two action-packed days in theJeep crawling over rocks, and plowing through mud holes.

There were 180 Jeeps representing 25 states and Canada.

The good news is:Wedid not end up COVERED IN MUD as we did last year.

Hallelujah and Amen.

Instead, we kept our top (the JEEP top, I mean) and doors ON, AND, weproceeded very slowly through the mud holes.

The bad news is:The shirt that I wore on Saturday (which is also the same shirtI was wearingduring the crazy mud splattering episode)still shows some signs of the mud which shouldn’t be a surprise considering how it looked last year.

The good news is: I actually had a REALLY good time and remained calm throughout the entire weekend, even when McDaddy was barreling up a group of rocks that in my opinion we had no business barreling up.

The bad news is: McDaddyscared the ever-livin-daylights out of me when he walked out onto this rock that was every bit as dangerous as it looks.

The good news is: This guyput new tires and a three-inch lift on the JEEP before the Jamboree which means that climbing rocks and clearing stuff was much easier than it would have been three weeks ago.

The bad news is: This guyput new tires and a three-inch lift on the JEEP before the Jamboree which means I can barely get up in the thing now.

You know what?

I love him anyway.

The good news is: We saw some fantastic views on our trail ride on Friday.

The bad news is: According to a local, thefall foliageis about two weeks behind in turning so most of the trees were still green.

Still?

A beautiful weekend in the hills of Kentucky and Tennessee.

How did you spend your weekend?