Plums are in season

So I read in my Southern Living Magazine.

I read that now cause I live in the south.

What do you do with plums when they are in season?

Well!

I tore out a page from my magazine and declared to my family that

"Tomorrow I am making Plum Crumble."

"You don't scare me." said Brian

"Oh yeah? You just wait."

I went to the store and bought a bag full of plums along with all my other groceries.

And that night I didn't make plum crumble.

BUT the next morning it was made and I called BIG B at work and told him he might just want to come home for lunch and some delicious crumbly plum stuff.

At least I hoped it was delicious because I hadn't tasted it yet.

No worries. It WAS delicious.

"Yum. I didn't think you'd do it."

"Whatever! Didn't you see me tear out the page and everything?"

"Yes, but I've seen you tear out quite a number of pages from magazines and..."

Whatever.

Thanks Southern Living.

Thanks plums in season.

It was delicious.

guess what?

I was wiping off the counters quickly so I could sweep and then clean the floors and got a little too close to a stack of magazines and WOOSH!

(you know - woosh - when you wipe your hand passed that sharp paper edge that has no business being sharp!)

I got myself a stingy ouchy papercut underneath the fingernail of my left hand middle finger.

Man, that smarts.

just thought I'd let you know

back to cleanin'

its really warm-ish

ditto

I want to blog...I really do.
Come Mid-July I think I'll be back in the saddle. I've got some fun DC pictures and we found a wild blackberry bush at the top of our lot last night. I've got a couple pictures of that yummy harvest. Girls camp tomorrow-Madelines first year. (Read linked 'ditto' to see my shared sister sentiments on this upcoming week, except my best bud going is heidi and I have farmed out my kiddos for the four days. Thanks SOOO much Alisha and Julie! And my fun neighbor girl across the street who I've hiried for one day so the kids can have a stay home day.)
After camp I am so excited to have our neighbors from Michigan come to visit. Thanks to their willingness to drive south I have not had to go even one YEAR without their company. I love them. Thanks for coming.
Sooooo...hopefully I'll have fun stuff to fill you in on in a few weeks.
I know you have been checking EVERY DAY to see what witty and interesting post will show up.
Sorry.
I have had a bit of Bloggers block.

Love to all!
xoxoxoox

playing ball

This year Carter was my only ball player.

It was his first year off the tee and onto the pitching machine.

He started off great, hitting the ball every first or second pitch! I was amazed.

He hit a bit of a slump half way through the season and when he got his first "game ball" was so excited but then a little confused and said "I wonder what I did to get it?"

His coach explained that he is the most positive member on the team. Cheers and congratulates everyone and just happy to be out there. A lot goes into a good team.

Love the coach.

The last two games Carter started connecting again and earned himself another game ball.

He loves it and is determined to play again next year.

I love watching him play. He is such a happy laid back kid.

His last game he drank an entire huge Power Aid and was out in right field (the Dewsnup place of honor!) last inning doing a spirited potty dance. Everyone was dying laughing. I was almost in tears and praying he would hold on. Not literally, but when he stopped moving and 'held on' my heart sank. Nevertheless he didn't lose it and when the last guy struck out he took off running for the trees! frew.

My ball player.

Thanks Coach Clay for a great season!

make believe, or not

There is a dispute in the land

about who is truly the queen,

rightful ruler, one who must be obeyed,

wearer of the crown of 'my way'!

It's mine.

Although created and decorated by the one with the will

to overthrow and disrupt the true order of things.
It belongs to me.

See? Mine.

(Though not always the prettiest thing in the land. Not such a flattering photo

when afore mentioned usurper has the camera and is directing your poses.

The ruler doth look tired.)

Uhhh...dost thou not behold that the crown truly sets upon MY head?

What?! Wait. No sucheth thing my dear.
Only one queen reigns here and I am that appointed ruler!

Well, I thinketh you will find, upon deeper reflection,

that it is I who rules this kingdom.

But don't worry. Here is your 'love heart'.

uh. thank you?

first ever piano recital

They've been working hard to memorize their songs. We hadn't been able to find a teacher who had recitals until this year so they didn't really know what to expect. When we walked into this big beautiful church with stained glass windows, a shiny black grand piano front and center, and pews full of people they blanched and turned around to go back to the car. We talked it through for a few moments and they finally walked in and we sat down. They were crazy nervous. I think Nash was more than the other two. But they did it and I am proud of them. I've got some great kids. sigh. love them.

Madeline

Nash

Carter

may

I can't believe how much in on my calendar this month. I feel a little crazy.

BUT

I won the no sugar treat challenge with my sister, Cally. She ate a cupcake. Now she has to make me a blouse and I don't have to paint her house. She put the blouse "on the list". I bet she would have thought twice about the cupcake if I told her she had to put the blouse at the TOP of her list and not make or continue any projects until the blouse was done. I'm excited though. She is amazing with her fabric / sewing machine / buttons / ruffles / ect.

AND

we have a bird nest in our entry way. Ahhh, nature.

BUT

given the nature of nature, we also have POOP!!!

AND
Nothing says "Welcome! Wont you come in and sit for a spell?"
than poop all over your front step!

BUT
Luckily, I think the babies have hatched and flown away so I can get up there, knock it down and clean the poop. This is one reason we don't have pets.
POOP!