I'm dragging my lazy self up to the laptop to do a little blogging.  My Pinterest addiction and life has gotten in the way of putting complete sentences together.

The weather is getting waaaaay too cold around here for me and I tend to hibernate in my cozy little house when that happens.  Anything below 60 is frigid to me.

Yesterday, I got a wild hair (hare) and found myself doing a little organizing.  That's definitely NOT my gift.  After $--- and a trip to Target or Tar-Jaaay, as my daughter and I like to call it, I feel like a freakin' Organizing Ninja!!!

My hubs has shoe "issues" see this post for a better understanding.  I give him AMPLE closet space for this little problem of his but, apparently that is not sufficient.  I'm not complaining!!  I love my sharp dressed man!!!  I really have no right to pull out the cocky attitude.  Ya'all have see my "issue" here in this post.

Tar-Jaaay (in my best French accent) was my resource for over-the-door shoe organizers.  I bought two.  I hung one inside my husbands closet door for all of his flip-flops, Sanuk's, and shoes that would squish down flat. The organizer holds 24 shoes.  He has room for 3 more pairs!!  The rest reside on his closet floor or anywhere else you might find them laying throughout the house.
I proceeded to continue this little organizing spree and hung another shoe holder on the back of my laundry room door.  I inserted all of my cleaning supplies, light bulbs etc.  Whoop, Whoop!!!!


I bought this magazine holder for under my bathroom sink to hold my curling irons and such.   I will find many more uses for these little guys.

This really is my first EVER attempt to organize my home.  I might have found a new addiction.  I owe all this to Pinterest.  It's totally changed my life... and I'd like to thank the Academy :)  lol  Not necessarily all good but, nevertheless!

But, seriously you have never seen organization like THIS!!  You gotta check out my lovely, talented and sooo over-the-top friend who could decorate a bed-pan and make it look oh, so cute.  She has made a Christmas Organization Binder that will make you gasp.  I'm serious... I did... out loud.  Check out this bad boy.

I'll let you know how far my addiction takes me.  If I blog about my Christmas Binder.... Please, someone call  for back-up and alert my doctor you are admitting me to the "you-know-what" ward.

Have a great weekend.  I am leaving on a business trip in 12 hours and haven't even retrieved my suitcase from the storage closet.
I LOVE flying by the seat of my pants!!!

I'll Take a Chocolate Dream Over This One!!!

Do you????
The Lindor commercial asks do you dream in chocolate?  Umm.... not so much!  BUT... maybe that would be a welcome change from the buh-zarrrr dreams I have had recently.
Here is just a disclaimer:
I do not do crystal-meth!
I do not drink anything stronger than Starbucks Grande Green Tea!
I do not would like to do pharmaceuticals!

OK, here's the latest bizare-ness (my blog, my words) I have dreamed:
I had a dream.... not like the Martin Luther King kind, either.......
but that I was pregnant with twins............BUT, not in my abdomen.......in my calves!!!  Yep, you read that right, (like the ones between your ankles and your knees).
I told my doctor that I couldn't feel movement.  My calves had grown together.  Once he separated my calves I could feel movement!!  
(Does this have any connection with the fact that I feel like I have an issue wearing some boots because I have thick calves?????)

I still haven't delivered yet.  I'm due in four weeks!!! ;)  I'll post pix's!

I have to create my own entertainment people.  My life is less than calm right now!

Red Bottom Shoes

I might be in the wrong career field with these little numbers...

I made 27 cents doing the laundry today.  This down-turned economy is killin' me people!!!  At this rate....I will be 162 by the time I'm able to purchase these:

Hubs and I spent a quiet, restful weekend shopping the Magnificent Mile.  Three days of shopping until I could no longer look at ANOTHER cute H & M window display.  I am thankful that I am married to a super-masculine man BUT... He can shop like a girl!!  I mean that in the most respectful and honoring way.. *wink, wink*
However, this was the weekend score:
HUBS:
Shoes.......3 pairs

THE LITTLE WOMAN:
Shoes.......O..... ZERO

What can I say?  If he ever decides not to continue in his current career there is hope as a personal shopper!!!!!

My Tribute

Today we said our final good-bye's to a man who was larger than life and a real-life gentle giant.  My father-in-law was laid to rest today.  We grieve the suddenness of his death and regret that we were unable to say some final words.  If I were given that opportunity I believe this is what I would want to say to him:

Thank you for welcoming me into your family, at the young age of 19, and loving me like a daughter.  Thank you for seeing past my immaturity as a young wife and loving me anyway.

Thank you for raising your son to be the man he is today.  He is a kind, loving, sensitive, caring man and I thank you for instilling those qualities in him.  You impacted his life more than you will ever know.  You were his hero, mentor, boss, coach, teacher, coffee buddy and sports re-capper.  He admired you for your hard work and success in everything you did.  I am truly grateful and consider this a gift.

Thank you for being an awesome pa pa to our kids.  I wasn't sure how your big ole self would handle being a grandpa to a little baby girl.  But, you were amazing!  You called her your princess!!!  You spoiled her with a huge Little Tykes playhouse before she could even crawl.  You picked out the nursery bedding and bought every matching piece.  In her sixteen years of dance lessons... you never missed a recital.  Whewww!!  THAT'S LOVE!!!
When you learned we would give you a grandson I, again, watched you love that little guy like only an pa pa could.  You watched his baseball games since he started playing at 4 years old.  You gave him piggy-back rides just to hear him giggle.  When he got older he, like his daddy, followed in your foot steps by playing the catcher position in baseball... and becoming "a decent little catcher" at that.

You will be missed "Big Dave"!!  I am thankful that you made a decision several years ago to accept Jesus Christ as your personal Savior.  This is not the end!!  We will see you again in heaven!  We thank God for that.  However, we selfishly grieve our loss but rejoice for Jesus' gain.  As our daughter said in her tribute to you, "Thank you for the great man you were.  Whistle tunes for Jesus and keep your mansion yard nice"

Fall Wreath from Burlap

I write this post from Rehab.... Pinterest Rehab.  It is a virtual Rehab that those who are addicted to pinning pretty pictures of objects we will never buy, clothes we will never fit into, crafts we will never make and recipes we will never try.  We open our meetings with, "Hi, my name is ____ it has been ___ minutes since I've pinned".   But, lucky for you, I have been crafting because of my Pinterest inspirations and am delighted to share this project with you.  

What a beautiful time of year in the Midwest.  I am inspired to put out the pumpkins, candles, and all things "fall-ish".  (I just made that word up... my blog... I can do that)  I found a wreath similar to this on Pinterest and decided to tweak it a little to my liking.  (ok, really just to fit the items I already had on hand)

HOW TO:
wire wreath form from Hobby Lobby $3.99
burlap (free, already had it)

Cut strips of burlap, thin works better.  Tie onto the wire wreath form until you reach the desired fullness.  Add bow.  I added an animal print bow because that's ME.

Fall Wreath

Well, boys and girls... that's all the time we have for today!  Tune in next time when we learn how to make a monogrammed pumpkin!!

Happy Fall!!!

WHY??

I got nothin' except for this little question:

Why would a health website send me an email entitled, "What your belly button is saying about your health".  I can't make this stuff up people.  That is a marketing degree in full use.

GOSH!!!!  As if my last two days haven't been enough of a blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!!!

My comment to that email would be:

I already friggin know what my belly-button is sayin' and I don't NEED an email to remind me of our tumultuous relationship.  MY belly button is saying, "you must have worn a fuzzy shirt today".  "I haven't seen sunlight since 1987".  And I also hear it muttering..."You may need to cut back on the donuts since you have one growing around your middle".  The words, "thank you for not getting that navel ring back in 1985" might also have been heard.  

What tax dollars have been spent on the clinical research to find out "What your belly button is saying...blah, blah, blah".  MINE, you say... (or was that my belly-button I heard??).

Tell Them Kids to Go Out and Play While You Do Your LIPS!!!

I am a "Reality" TV junkie!!  There!!! It's out!!
My latest fascination is Big Rich Texas.  My jaw drops regularly when the characters Bonnie and her daughter, Whitney, exhibit their acting skills.

Well, Botox Bonnie was a true delight last night ;)  She has evidently become the spokesperson for the sparkly shade of lips she was sportin' last night.  In her spare time Bonnie has a ph.d and is a scientist!!  No joke!

Here is a little tutorial for how she gets her Ridiculips!!  Its really quite fascinating... if I do say so myself.  I'm always a sucker for a tutorial.


Add some humor to you Monday!!!