This is an actual picture of Sammi cheating at cards! Wakely is calling her out.  Soon there will be shots fired and a saloon girl ready to take your order!   🤣

Cards

I bought my granddaughter Sammi 8 card games for her birthday and I bought extra for here…. I’m having to read all the rules cause she tries to cheat! 😂

Temperature Blanket Coming Soon

I've been on a creative journey for the past 7 months, tackling a badass project called the temperature blanket. Originally, my daughter was going to join in the madness and do one too, but with 7 little rascals running around, she fell behind. So now, it's just me trudging along, crocheting away at this monstrous blanket.

Now, let me give you some context here. I haven't always been the best at finishing what I start, and even my husband had his doubts about this one. But guess what? We're entering the 8th month and I haven't fallen behind, not even ONCE... but that leaves me with 5 months left to screw it up so lets not jinx it!

My husband and I have even turned this project into a topic of conversation every evening.  We talk about the temperature and he tries to predict what color I'll use for that day or the week, before I do the math.  

But let me tell you... it's not your average cozy throw.  This blanket is ginormous. I was an overachiever back in january when I started this thing!  I mean, once it's finished, it's going to be big enough to cover my king size bed. 

It's time to make communication great again!

My daughter, bless her heart, never answers her phone. She gives excuse after excuse about it too.  She's too busy or it didn't ring or she's playing hide and seek with it and can't locate it.  But here's the thing.... What if I was dying!?   I mean... I'm not a spring chicken anymore... what if my life depends on her answering the phone or I'm literally bleeding out?  I could be having an allergic reaction to something or a brain freeze while eating ice-cream.. I don't know... but damn... if the phones making that noise... how can you just ignore it?  Regardless, what's the point of having a cell phone if you don't at least KNOW where your phone is when it's ringing?? 

Remembering the good ol' days when having a house phone meant you could get an answer.  Even if it was a kid or someone out of breath.  Hell, we use to fight to the death to be the one that answered the phone... and THEN were disappointed if it wasn't for us!  Now people hit ignore!  And back in the day... if you called and it rang with no answer, that meant noone was home to answer it. AND because we didn't want to miss a call we got a cell phone, but NOW people aren't answering anywhere!  It's a vicious cycle and downright maddening!! I say we bring back the good ol' reliable house phone! 

I'm getting my Ass Kicked

When menopause crashed my party called life, my eyebrows were all like, "Hell No!!"  and abandoned me, leaving me alone to figure out this wacky rollercoaster ride my entire body is on! Everyone knows about the hot flashes but that's not all.  It gets better!  Besides the milk cartons with a picture of my missing eyebrows on them...my hair has ditched its ability to hold a curl and its color is having a serious identity crisis. Some parts decide to grow in gray, others in brown, and some simply refuses to grow at all. And don't even get me started on my skin - not only does it feel as dry as the desert, but it's sporting a whole new texture too. As if that isn't enough, my bladder has declared an all-out war on me, robbing me of a peaceful night's sleep. Oh, and let's not forget about those rebellious hormones, staging a full-scale revolt. But hey, guess who's here to stay, partying it up? Yep, those stubborn fat cells!!  They are hanging around forever and pissing me off!