The Magic Number

There is a billboard I see everyday on my way home. It has the fairy godmother stating that the magic number is 4'9" -- until then kids should be in a booster seat. This makes me sad because if my parents had listened to that advise- would have been in a booster seat until about the 6th grade! how embarrassing

In other news, we have welcomed miss Klyee Addington into the world. I personally am so excited I have been waiting 9 whole months to see her- and she is as cute as can be. We went over yesterday to give Matt and Jennifer some company their own age and I gladly held Kylee for 2 hours so Jen could get a breather.

We rushed Winston to the vet on Saturday morning. He had been not himself all week but then Saturday morning he was pitifully sick- so after he got sick in the kitchen floor we ran him to the vet. Turns out that he has something similar to Giardia (which is what humans get from drinking contaminated ground water). Anyway so he has a few medications for the next few days and then all should be fine, he is already a bit spunkier.

Winston is also officially a "graduate" of obedience school- I really think as long as you have paid for the class your dog gets to graduate. He has learned some things- but the best part was getting to take a picture of him in the little graduation hat!

Adam and I are planning a yard sell. Since we are need in some extra cash flow we are noticing that we have plenty of things that can be of better use to someone else-I am actually excited about it- because I hate clutter. I really can't stand having just extra junk around- I think it stems from my childhood- can I get an amen sisters?!

I feel like I have been working alot lately. It used to be my weekends were work free but now I have work to do on the weekends with photography stuff- which is wonderful and something that I really enjoy- especially when I can help capture memories for other people. But my real job has been stressful lately- I am really ready for a mini-break, maybe next weekend when we do the global night commute.

Not sure that I am really ready to spend the night outside in a Texas "Spring" but it is for a great cause and is sure to be a thing of pure beauty.

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Candid Camera

Usually several times a week while at work- I get the feeling I am on candid camera. Sometimes, I even find myself looking for the hidden camera. Is it in the air vent, the fake plant in the corner...

But lately I find that this feeling has carried its way over into my personal life. It all started 2 weekends ago. I was going to Dallas to do a wedding. Adam and I thought we would just make a day out of the trip.

1st snafu- one wrong turn- we end up way off base from our 1st planned destination.
2nd snafu- after skipping our 1st destination due to now lack of time- half to our second destination (IKEA- to look for tables) I realize I have left my flash at home approx. 1.5 hrs away- and it is a night wedding! This results in us having to purchase a $200 flash at the drop of a hat.
3rd snafu- the wedding runs late- like an hour or so late- meaning we leave Dallas and hour or so later than planned.
4th snafu- a computer glitch causes me to temporarily loose about 150 pictures from above said wedding- but I didn't find this out until the Monday after the wedding and after I deleted my disks to take pictures at my dog's 1st birthday party- Monday night- I came pretty close to having a breakdown resulting in eyes to swollen the next day to wear contacts. (luckily I married a very smart man and all 150 were recovered flawlessly)
5th snafu- I managed to double pay the mortgage- I paid it Saturday only to return on Monday to see that it wasn't recorded as paid- so I thought- I must not have selected the dates to pay- and repaid it. -- the double payment not discovered until days later - of course overdrafting my account - however was able to get reversed thanks to good customer service.
6th and most recent- I have now been told by the mortgage place that we owe 1300 dollars by June 1st or our monthly payment will go up $200! Of course none of their reasoning makes sense- so on my one half a day off- first time off I have had all year, I am forced to try to find someone that has a brain that can show me my account history for the past 2yrs - and of course it is Friday and they are all out of the office!
I mean, really- what? I keep saying, well it could be worse- of course every time I say that something else pops up. and let's face it - I am a worry-wort. I stay stressed out when things like this happen because I automatically assume they are my fault- I should have been more aware or more prepared or smarter, I should have just know- why didn't I prevent this. So thanks Wells Fargo and candid camera for making my half a day off and weekend the most relaxing ever!

I love this time of year- everything is such a bright green and full of life. When I come home for lunch everyday- it gets a little harder to go back to work. My gladiolus are blooming in the backyard which makes me happy.

Winston had a good birthday- lots of new toys and treats to indulge in. Adam and I finally broke down and bought a coffee table and looked at maybe a new dining room table from IKEA. We'll have to wait a bit before purchasing the dining table- but I am excited about it- because it has 2 leaves in it!

Last night we went to "Brazos Nights" to see Billy Joe Shaver & Jack Ingram. I am a people-watcher so I did more of that than listening to music. Let me tell you- there was more entertainment there last night than a cat fight in a high school parking lot! There was an old woman who was wearing daisy-dukes (old like 65), many many mullets, a 10yr old and 45yr old wearing the same jean skirt, guys in dress shirts with cut off sleeves and so much more!

And public notice to all older women- bras are not optional clothing once you turn a certain age!

Who made the decision that we are supposed to stand to sing during church? I find this strange- is it just so people can feel free to wonder if need be to the restroom or to speak to a friend? It's strange.
And who got to choose what colors mean- who was the first to say- red means stop?