I don't need no stinkin' laptop

I am blogging from I75, on the way to see the fam. Don't worry - I don't blog and drive. I had no idea my trusty blackberry was capable of such a feat though. Look at me, so technologicaly savvy.

Tyler is engaged in a rousing rendition of "Take The Money and Run." Oh awesome - now it's "Don't Stop til You Get Enough.". Tyler impersonating Michael Jackson - even better!
His commitment to the performance is impressive. And he's going to kill me when he reads this.

I must say, blogging is a much better way to pass the time than listening to talk radio. I'm kind of like a techno geek truck driver. Instead of my CB radio, I have my CrackBerry - which, incidentally, could also be called a "CB" - to communicate with. 10-4, good buddy.

Over and out.

$40.92

A pretty cool thing happened at the grocery store yesterday. Rarely will those words come out of my mouth, as I LOATHE going to the grocery store, so take note!

Tyler and I have recently put ourselves on a pretty strict budget so we can save up for desperately needed carpet for our house. I know - boring right? If we're going to budget, shouldn't we be saving for something fun like a trip or shopping spree? Nope. Carpet.

So, adhering to said budget, we had $41 left over this month in our "grocery stash" and no more groceries to buy. Hooray! I could put this toward our savings, I thought. Or use it to actually go out to dinner! I am a super-budgeter I thought to myself.

Then I got an email from our church saying that one of the ministries we are partnered with is in dire need of groceries for families in need. Ahh, how the best laid plans are often changed. I was definitely being led to use that money for a different purpose now! The grocery list was for a family of four for a week, so I knew that I'd probably just need to put what we had left toward the total, as when I buy groceries for Tyler and I for a week, it's never only $40. Imagine my shock and delight when I got to the checkout line at Kroger (and after the cashier telling me I must be REALLY hungry), and my total was $40.92. I have exactly 8 cents leftover.

My, how the Lord does provide!

Sweet Baby Myles

We were able to visit a dear friend of mine a few Saturdays ago and meet her new little boy. He was born in May and "may" I say - he has the most amazing eyelashes I've ever seen?? The pictures don't do them justice, but I am totally smitten! It was so great to see my friend and meet that sweet little baby!




Who are you strange lady and why are you taking my picture?











Love his expression in this one











The Burns photo op with Myles, who is clearly tired of the paparazzi.

In the middle of the night...

...Tyler apparently goes walking in his sleep.

I woke up at 6 this morning and Tyler wasn't there. Checked the bathroom - not there. Checked downstairs - not there. Started to get a little worried because usually if he's up that early, he's one of those 2 places. So I walk into the guest bedroom and who's sprawled out on the bed, looking around like he has no idea where he is?

Me: "Tyler?"
Tyler: "Hello?" - like he was trying to figure out if anyone was out there
Me: "What are you doing?"
Tyler: "How did I get here?"
Me: "Um, no idea."

He still doesn't remember anything about it. Did someone secretly drug him? He's never done this before. I hope he doesn't make a habit of it, because, while it is funny, it's also a little freaky.

Note to Tyler: Stop being freaky sleepwalking man. It scares your wife.

8-8-08

I am LOVING the Olympics so far this year. What perfect timing too - exit So You Think You Can Dance, enter The XXIX Olympic Games. Thank you, programmers - you continue to make the usual television wasteland that is summer, infinitely more bearable.

The opening ceremonies were brilliant. Say what you will about China, but they know how to put on a show. Bejiing, you had me at hello with all the synchronized drummers. And I was riveted throughout, watching the Chinese movable type (I always thought Gutenberg invented movable type - clearly someone was asleep during History class), watching the giant LCD screen unroll as dancers moved across it like it was a giant Magnadoodle, the synchronized Thai-Chi, and seeing the torch lit at the end, complete with bajillions of fireworks. I think it was the most spectacular opening ceremony I've ever watched.

And does it get any better than the 4 x 100 Men's Freestyle Relay last night?! Jason Lezak - you sir, are a clutch performer. I know Phelps is the big story this year, with the quest for 8 gold medals, and I love Phelps as much as the next person - but oh my, I was Lezak's number 1 fan last night for the last 100 meters of that race. FOUR seconds faster than the world record. Unbelievable.

And only slightly less satisfying than seeing Team USA celebrate their win, was seeing the reaction of Team France when they realized they got the silver. My my, Alain, perhaps you should stick to training instead of smack-talking.

I'm super excited to see Phelps swim the rest of his events, to see Dara Torres swim in her FIFTH Olympic games, and to watch Team USA kick some major gymnastics booty. Not to mention all the human interest stories that always make me cry - I mean, the 33 year old Russian-turned-German gymnast and her son? Sniffle. Yao Ming and the little 9 year old earthquake survivor? Hiccup.

The games have begun, and I couldn't be more excited.

P.S. I Love Your Wardrobe

So, I finally watched the movie P.S. I Love You. And while I wasn't crying uncontrollably and remembering why I love both Harry Connick, Jr. and Jeffrey Dean Morgan, I was wishing that I had the exact same wardrobe Hillary Swank does in this movie. I try not to covet things too much, but good grief, every single outfit she wore in that movie was amazing. Except maybe the boxers and suspenders when she was in her downward grief spiral. And even that was cute in a broken-hearted, losing her mind kind of way.

I actually googled the movie to see if I could find out where the clothes came from. Um, Chanel and Dianne Von Furstenberg. Big surprise.

So, if anyone ever wants to nominate me for What Not to Wear or any sort of makeover show where I can get my hands on the money to afford said wardrobe, please, do not hesitate to do so. Below are some of my favorites.


LOVE the coat.







Love the whole thing.












Love the hat.












This is not the best picture, but awesome black dress.












My FAVORITE dress. I heart it. A lot.

Georgia On My Mind

I'm feeling like I need to make up for a previous post, which made it sound like I don't like my current home state. Though I get really frustrated with Atlanta sometimes, as a whole, the state of Georgia is pretty cool and has a lot of beautiful places.

I was thinking of this as I was listening to Ray Charles's "Georgia On My Mind" the other night. It's one of my favorites. So how can I not like the state that is part of one of my favorite songs?

Here are the images it conjures up in my mind:

Being barefoot
Dirt roads
Being barefoot ON dirt roads
Sweet tea
Lightning bugs
Corn fields
Porch swings
Big oak trees
Lazy summer afternoons
Designing Women (I know, that's random, but good grief, that show made me laugh and this was its theme song in its later years).

How I wish I could live more of my days like I was caught in this song. Simple, relaxing, still and easy-going.