I have a blog?!

I've actually tried this once before. After a short while, I deleted the blog and after a while joined Facebook to keep up with family and friends...and let them know the happenings at "The Zoo" (our home's nickname) complete with pictures.

Well, my Facebook has been neglected. (I think I've cured any addiction to the games that I may have been developing.)

I still take pictures almost daily of...well, lots of stuff. (Because with a digital camera, we can now take pictures of more and more random stuff in our lives without a second mortgage to see the picture!)

So, here I am starting this blog of The Life and Times of Me and Mine!

I may have to change some names to protect the innocent or guilty...or just prevent my kids from neglecting me when I'm old from the embarrassment I cause now.

So, here goes...


Friday, April 29, 2011

Charleston! My favorite city!

This is the ending, but the beginning is yet to come and eventually this tale will be told...




"Little pink houses for you and me..." We were lucky enough to get a tour of the "The Pink House" which is the oldest house in Charleston. Very cool!! This house was built in the 1690's and in an area that wasn't destined to be a middle class home. It was a brothel and tavern until about the 1930's entertaining pirates and sailors. Today it is a gallery. We met the artist, Alice Stewart Grimsley, and even bought one of her Rainbow Row prints.
The Pink House's "new roof" it is made of thigh tiles (made on the plantations by molding the clay on the workers thigh to form the shape) and was put on the house in the 1800's...new by Charleston standards on a house over 300 years old.

The red staining his lips and surrounding area along with a smile added to the new eye roll he gives the camera make him look like the Joker from Batman.

Can you hear the sound effects of his Ben 10-esque powers?

WHAT?! WHY isn't the fountain on for us to play in?! They way the kids kept asking Steve and I and following up with "WHEN will it be back on?" You'd have thought we personally cut it off to ruin one of their most favorite stops in Charleston!

This picture would be titled "Waiting on the Girls". One last "pit stop" in the parking garage before the drive home.

This was getting a close-up of this new "look" Corey has begun giving the camera. Well, at least, it captured one of the eye rolls. And this was the end of a great two days in Charleston.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

At least they are there...

Couldn't finish in one sitting the other day, so I'm shorting it to the point and summing it from where I left off... (**where I left off)

Well, we've decided where to go to Easter services...we'll be at NewSpring instead of Mass this year.

We are sort of torn between "Church homes" right now. Trying to "fit" everyone. So, we tend to do a little here and a little there. GA's at one church, Youth at another, one Sunday here and the next there, on-line w/one when we have Sunday soccer or I'm not feeling well, etc. I'm sure that this leads some faithful, regulars at the different churches to have assumptions and make judgments about us when weeks go by without see us at church. (I will say that there are many others that smile, wave, maybe hug some of us, and are just genuinely glad to see us that day...there only thought.) I just smile and enjoy the service. Attending churches as a child, I had a mixed up idea of what was important about going...many times the stress was on your dress, shoes, etc. because so many people where there to see and be seen (**)making notes of what everyone is wearing.

ANYWAY...there are people who don't attend church except for Easter and Christmas, BUT would attend more IF they felt more comfortable.
I'm bothered by the people who laugh in conversation about, have nicknames for, point out, etc. those people that only attend at Christmas and Easter. I wish everyone would be nice and genuinely be glad they are there. Make them feel welcomed and thank God they came...some don't even come at Easter and Christmas. Then, say a prayer that they come back before the next holiday...and maybe they will.

That's just my thoughts, though.