A Laugh At Our History

I'm sorry if some of you don't "get" this. Always trust the "Gospel Advocate".

Me, Circa........

1956

Hi, my name is Alice Anderson. I'll never forget senior year, although I'd like to. Those sock hops were not so fun from the sidelines.

1994

Hey! My name is Jennifer Anderson. It took 2 cans of Aussie and a good blow dryer to get this hair.

1985

Hello, My name is Tracy Anderson.

1978
Hello, my name is Peggy Anderson.

1962
Hello, My name is Patsy Anderson (aka Patty). I was senior class president and lead saprano in the glee club.

1977

Hi, my name is Susan Anderson.

I just can't comment on this...... I'm just too busy laughing!

I'm seriously about to wet my pants!

Remembering Reese

For those of you who haven't met her, this is Reese Avery Anderson. She was born asleep from unknown causes on November 20, 2004 at 34 weeks gestation weighing 5 lb 2 oz-- a beautiful thread in the tapestry of our lives. She changed our lives forever and we will never forget her. Today was the National Day of Remembrance for pregnancy and infant loss. We remember her every day as we are not the people we were before she came. We thank God everyday for her brief physical presence in our lives and His eternal care for her. Reese is at home in heaven with another sibling who we lost due to miscarriage in the summer of 2006. We rejoice in the hope of seeing them both again. You can read my post from last year here.

A Not So Stinky Day

Amanda, Jeremy, Mason, Addie, and Tate, Avery, and I went to Pumpkin Hollow in Piggott yesterday. We loaded up into my mom's truck with four kids, two wagons, and a picnic lunch and set off on the hour plus drive. The kids were good on the way up and besides a little scenic tour of the backroads of Clay County, we made it safe and sound.

After our picnic lunch, which we had to fight some flies and bees for, we decided to take the kids to the porta-potties. This is where the fun begins. I helped Avery use the bathroom while she questions everything inside. Of course I just want her to hurry, but she is facinated by the indoor/outdoor potty. I help her finish up, get her pants pulled up, and try to shimmy around in the potty, keep her from opening the door and find enough room to pull down my own pants.

Then I heard it PLUNK.........

Oh yes, something fell. Keys. And yes, I looked in the potty just in time to see the bubbling of their decent into the blue abyss.

I stood in shock for a moment. How deep was it? Since it was so blue, you couldn't see the bottom. I had a clue where the keys had landed, but what had they landed on? I couldn't tell. My only hope was to reach in. I know, *gasp* I reached in and grabbed them as quickly as I could. My arm went a little more than wrist deep. UGH I quickly grabbed some toilet paper, and wiped as much as I could from my hand. Then, luckily, there was a little outside sink with some antibacterial soap where I attempted to scrub my hand of the vile disgusting horror.

And then there were the keys. I washed them under the sink and lathered them around in the soap as well. I didn't think the keyless remote had much of a chance of survival at this point anyway.

Of course, Jeremy and Amanda didn't believe my story. Would I actually make something like that up? Like I pride myself in reaching my hand into a toilet filled with other people's crap? They finally bought it.

The rest of the trip was good. Avery had her heart set on riding a horse and Tate really enjoyed the "barn". Aside from the keys in the potty, dumping Avery out of the wagon as I pulled it, and the kids nearly getting trampled during the pig scramble, I think we could call it a good time.

By the way, after a little more drying, the keyless remote still works. And, I forgot to tell you that we had taken my mom's truck instead of mine............ shhhhhhhhh

"I don't think I can pick this one up"

Cowgirl Addie

Avery fed the goats white oak acorns..... Jeremy's idea

King of the Hay

Four tired children "sitting" on a bench........ priceless

I've been tagged!

Seven random things about me:

1. I can sew. I know most people know this, but in a day and age when few people do, it might seem random.

2. This might be a downer and most of my readers already know this, but I have a rare acquired blood antibody (kell) that could threaten any future pregnancies. It's kind of like Rh negativity but much more rare with no known cure or treatment.

3. I can't stand to hear or see anybody cut, chew, chomp, or grind ice with their teeth or any other tool.

4. I am a terrible housekeeper.

5. I have never broken a bone. I've always assumed it's because mine are so big.

6. I would honestly make a batch of brownies right now just to eat the batter.

7. I don't really like chocolate chip cookies.

I tag Andrea S. and Kari R.

Whew!

What a week! Even though I have been here at home the week and weekend, I've had a lot of projects to finish up on. I finally got all my clothes priced for the consignment sale (I still need to check for ironing needs--yes, you heard me right, it has to be ironed or they supposedly won't take it. I have had them cull some of my stuff for minimal staining or wear, also), had my friend Deana's shower today, and finished an art project for her baby room this morning at 3 am. I didn't have to have it finished by today, but had I not finished it while I had it out, my house would have been turned upside down while I waited to finish. I also got few bow orders last night and would like to get those completed either tonight or tomorrow night.

Friday night, we went to a cookout at a friend's house who has a son Tate's age and a daughter Avery's age. It was wonderful weather and company. The kids had a good time. I tried. Being at events where Tate is with age matched peers is often very hard for me. I may blog about that later..... but not tonight. This post is not meant to be that deep ;)

So, tomorrow, I have to drive to Jonesboro to drop off my consignment clothes. Doing this sale can be a real hassle for me, but it's worth it in the long run to get that little extra money in a few weeks. I always take on too many things at once. Why does it always seem like everything always hits at once?

Anyway, I'm leaving you with a picture of the canvas I made for Deana's baby. We saw these at a boutique children's store in Jonesboro for $250! Of course I think, "I can make that!" But after finishing, I realized that those things are worth every penny of that $250. It was very time consuming--- lots of layers of paint and mod podge drying. I am going to try to make Avery one for her room while I have it in my head. Of course hers will be much more girly and HAS to have some bling on it.



Sorry to bore you with my crafts! Have a good week!

The Logical Choice

A conversation between Tate and I while we were watching the vice presidential debates:

Me: Tate, who would you vote for, if you could vote? Barack Obama or John McCain

Tate: John McCain

Me: Really? Why? What have you heard about him that makes you want to vote for him?

Tate: Well, I can't say that other guys name