This Meerkat Needs A Caption

This Meerkat Needs A Caption

The other day, I posted a picture I took at the Zoo of a fat little Meerkat. Here, take a look!

So look at that fat little thing. I’ve never seen a Meerkat quite as pudgy as this one. He (I’m calling it a he) just sat there, looking at every other Meerkat being mischievous and at the people gawking at him. He just sat there. And sat there. And sat there. Until he tumped over backwards.

Yes, he really did. Just tumped right over.

So when I loaded them on the computer, I couldn’t help myself. I needed to know what The Twitter thought I should say about this picture. Here are some of the captions I got!

Give me some more awesome captions for it. I know you’ve got it in you!

There’s no prize, but if you want, you can print the picture for your fridge!

Do You Know How I Christmas Shop?

How do I Christmas shop? Well, it sure as hell isn’t on Black Friday. {If you remember last year, I told you how much I hate Black Friday (and Oprah).}

I think Jason and I are in the minority when it comes to shopping for Christmas. I’ll tell you why, too… we don’t buy much for Christmas.

We shop the week before Christmas. {waits for people to pick themselves up off the floor}

We do. That’s right. We make typically two trips to shop and that. is. it. We can be in and done shopping in less than 3 hours which is completely insane to most people! But it’s how we do it and it’s worked for 7 years now. We spend very little money, very little time and don’t panic over things that aren’t in stock. We go with the flow!

The one year I tried to be really good and shop early, I ended up spending about five times the amount of money because I’d look for stuff everywhere I went. I was disorganized and then when it came down to Christmas, I had so much stuff, it was embarrassing. Mortifying, really. Gluttonous.

Luckily, our list stays fairly small for those we buy for. My parents, his mom, my grandmother and aunt, my sister and her family and Henry. Jason and I haven’t gotten each other gifts on Christmas in a few years. Not because we don’t want to, but because we’ve made other purchases that count for Christmas. (read: replacement iPhones and trips to NYC with the niece)

As far as Henry goes, he gets a trip to Target or Wal-Mart (gag) or Toys R Us a few weeks before to make his list. From that list, Santa is allowed to bring 3 to 5 things. If it can fit on the ottoman, it’s fair game! Then he gets a stocking filled to the brim with junk that nobody needs but that is just fun!

Why don’t we buy him everything under the sun and WHY DON’T WE SHOP EARLIER TO GET GOOD DEALS?

Well, a few years ago my sister was part of a Bible study and in that group they talked about how Jesus only got 3 gifts when he was born. The short version of the story is basically this: why should a kid get more gifts than Jesus got when we celebrate his birthday?

That really stuck with me. Why do we go so over the top with “stuff” for our kids when the real reason for the season isn’t to see who gets the most stuff or trying to see who can get the best deals.

Henry get stuff all year. He gets treats here and there and even earns his own money to buy things that he’s really wanting so at Christmas we try to focus on believing, helping others, remembering what the season is about, and having fun.

I don’t know about you, but it feels much better to drop money in a red bucket or drop some toys in the Toys For Tots box than it does to spend a ton of time and money on things that we don’t need.

 

There’s Nothing A Short Screw Can’t Fix

There’s Nothing A Short Screw Can’t Fix

We learned a valuable lesson at Thanksgiving yesterday. Sometimes things get tough and stressful and you think they’re going to just be ruined, but then when you realize a little screw can fix all your problems, life doesn’t seem so bad.

You see? When Jason got ready to drop the turkey into the 350* peanut oil, he realized that a tiny pinhole was in the bottom of the pot and panicked. Between the fact that the oil was leaking out, there was an open flame in close proximity and OMG THERE’S A HOLE IN THE BOTTOM OF THE POT AND WE HAVE AN 18lb TURKEY TO COOK IN 2 HOURS, we quickly realized we had a small problem.

See? Look at that flame and oil leaking out.

Whatever would we do? What COULD we do? We didn’t just have another giant pot sitting around. We thought and thought, obviously after turning off the gas, and decided to dig through the toolshed.

{This is where you realize you had your mind in the gutter when you read the title to this post.}

Maybe we could just screw a short screw in the hole in the pot to seal it up? Well, couldn’t hurt, could it? Except the oil is hot and we have to get it in there.

But a little finagling, a lot of careful handling, a little bit of spilled oil and a few crossed fingers later, the pot was {hopefully} fixed.

So it worked.

Our turkey cooked up golden brown and crispy, we even made a second smaller one for leftovers and there wasn’t another single drop of oil leaked out of the pot.

We ate ourselves into a coma and enjoyed being surrounded by 26 family members.

All we needed was a good screw to save Thanksgiving!

The Oaks

The Oaks

It’s been a long 9 months in the Auburn – Alabama rivalry.

There has been a poisoning. There has been a tornado.

Two sides of the football and state have been devastated.

Alabama’s finest have rallied for our trees. Our finest have rallied for tornado relief.

There has been death of people and of tradition.

These two things have served to both bring together and further divide the people who call Auburn and Alabama their family.

I was in Auburn last weekend and was left speechless when I walked up to the Toomer’s Oaks and saw the sadness in their branches. Yes, there was sadness seeping from each leafless branch of the two trees that have stood tall on the corner of Magnolia and College for generations.

One year ago, this is what Toomer’s Corner looked like, all vibrant and green and ALIVE.

One week ago, THIS is what Toomer’s Corner looked like.

I just… there are no words for how I feel about this. Don’t you see the sadness in the leaves that are left? The branches droop in a way that says, “Goodbye, Auburn, the Loveliest Village on the Plains. Thank you for making us feel at home.”

One man chose to speak for an entire fanbase, alumni group, entire university and desecrate and kill another school’s landmark tradition.

We won’t be broken. We just won’t.

But we’d be lying if we said it didn’t hurt an awful lot. Look at those pictures. Imagine that at least 5 generations have taken part in rolling them after wins by Auburn, celebrated engagements, graduations, as well as other moments in history.

Yes, they’re just trees. Yes, they can be replaced. Yes, there WILL be something for generations to come to roll and gather around. But it won’t be the same.

It will always carry the aftertaste of Spike 80DF and the eerie echo of a twangy “Roh Tahd.”

But Auburn will be ok. We may not win against Alabama tomorrow and our trees are going to have to be cut down soon, but our spirit will never die. Because once you have the Auburn Spirit, it can never be taken from you.

WAR EAGLE!

I believe in Auburn and love it.
-George Petrie (1945)
Thankfulness Abounds!

Thankfulness Abounds!

Today, as I sit and think, I realize I have so much to be thankful for. And like every good blogger, I’m going to tell you about a few of those things.

  1. I’m thankful for the sun, moon and stars. I’m thankful for the clouds, grass and air. I’m thankful for gravity (except when talking about the pull it has on my boobs).
  2. I’m thankful for employment, education and religion.
  3. I’m thankful for the freedoms we have in this country. While it may not be perfect – never has been, never will be – we celebrate freedoms that most countries long to have.
  4. I’m thankful for my family and that we’re close enough to see each other on a regular basis.
  5. I’m thankful for the gifts I’ve been given. No, not just the Coach bag or iPad… I mean the gifts of love, respect, compassion and trust.
  6. I’m thankful for my friends. The ones I see often and the ones that I don’t see often enough. I love that all of us can pick up where we left off, even after years of not being in touch. I’m thankful for old “friends” who are becoming good friends the older we get!
  7. I’m thankful for social media. There. I said it. I’m thankful for it because I’ve made so many people I honestly and truly consider my friends that I wouldn’t have otherwise. Some of my SM friends are now some of my closest and dearest friends. This is odd to some, but perfectly normal for me.
  8. I’m thankful for my Charlie and the fact that I feel him with me always. There’s not a minute in the day that I don’t know that he’s sitting on my shoulder, guiding me through my day.
  9. I’m thankful for Jason. After 13 years of marriage, lots of rocky Auburn/Georgia weekends and a few ups and downs, he’s still my very best friend. I don’t talk about him much on here, just because he doesn’t want to be an internet sensation (ha!) but I really don’t know what life would be like without him. I’m so glad I agreed to say yes to a date with “that older man I met at New Year’s Eve” back in 1995. Thank you for being you, Jason!
  10. I’m thankful for the my precious Henry. My reason to smile. My reason to get up. The reason our life contains happiness!

Bonus Item:

I’m thankful for chaos. And for the fact that chaos makes me who I am.

I’m a mother, a wife, an employee, a blogger, a daughter, a sister and an aunt. I’m thankful for the fact that I can juggle thirty bazillion things at once and rarely drop the ball. I’m thankful that my life looks like this:

(PHOTO/Ashlee M. Culverhouse)

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