Well the party has come and gone. We had so much fun. Madison was good as gold despite arriving late and being whisked into her party ensemble. She was so excited by the balloons! Her actual birthday isn't until this Thursday.You can see my Mom and my niece Casey in the photo. It's not at my house either.

Her cake was an ice cream cake and it was YUMMY! We had none left!

The birthday girl!

Mommy and Daddy, tired but happy. We went non-stop for two days getting ready!

Mommy and Maddie, the Queen and the Princess

She was excited over each and every present!

But when her eyes saw THIS! We waited until last and she didn't really want to get off to eat birthday cake! Pictured with her is Gavin whom she calls "Boy" LOL

Here is my little monkey last night at Raceway Grill. She is getting so much easier to take out to eat. For awhile she would throw things on the floor (big NO NO for me) and didn't want to stay in the chair but now she just eats and entertains us and the other patrons. Can you tell I don't have much by way of post today? I guess I rambled on so long about my orthodontic experience yesterday... and i'm leaving early at 11:30 so i've got some blogs to visit! Have a great week-end and .... Don't Do Anything I Wouldn't Do ...... heh heh heh ...

After reading about my friend

Seven's

upcoming adventures into the world of Orthodontia I thought about when I got my braces. I was having terrible headaches and pain in the side of my face. I went to the Doctor and after eliminating other possible scenarios we decided it was TMJ and I was advised to pursue Orthodontics. I went home, discussed the situation with Stacy and made an appointment for the following week. I got to the Orthodontists office. They did x-rays, made molds etc... I was asked "When do you want the braces put on?". Me: "Well, Thanksgiving is coming up and i'd really like to be able to enjoy Thanksgiving so as soon as possible". Dental Tech: "How about today?". Me: "Huh? Today. Well, Okay". So.... since it was a spur-of-the-moment deal and they didnt' have time to put the spacers on they used this thing that looked like an electrified small pizza cutter and "spaced" my teeth. Oy. I don't know if it was the noise that bothered me the most but that was a most unpleasant experience. Then they put this plastic thingy in my mouth that held my mouth open, I sort of looked like a cow saying MOO very loudly. After the brackets were put on I had the most unpleasant taste/sensation in my mouth and only sipping a cold Co-Cola gave me relief. My mouth was SORE. But nothing compared to my feelings when I got home and was met by my darling husband at the door. When I smiled at him in greeting he shrank back "Ohmigod. You are so ugly with them on". I burst into tears. Then he hastily tried to backpeddle saying "You're not UGLY, I was just, um, surprised. I didn't know you were getting them on today". "Really Hon I was just surprised. You're not ugly". Me blubbering away "No,you said I was ugly. That's what you said". He STILL has not lived that one down.
I don't consider braces ugly,and i'm sure Seven will be just as handsome with them as without. I am still self-conscious about wearing them. I don't smile a whole lot but I guess when they come off... i'll find my smile again.

To: Snoopylife Insurance Company: Thanks for jacking the insurance premium on my new house because "if we suffer a loss and have to re-build it will cost between $800,000 and $900,000." EXQUEEZE ME? If we suffer a loss I am not going to be building the Taj Mahal. Asses. Somebody better get their shit together and FAST.

To: my old buddy Asschips. No, we will not be traveling to Milwaukee "together". We may somehow end up on the same flight but i'll make sure we are nowhere near each other in the Hotel. You can bet on that. Freak.

To: The old raisin who insists on asking me a hundred times "What's it feel like to be forty?". The same way it felt for you eighty years ago.

To: The Meddling old b*tches around here. Go test your brooms, your big day is only two weeks away, you know. You're seriously working my last nerve.

Some more of my birthday gifts (and still not all; I got flowers, balloons, spa products, gift cards). I had a really nice day.
These darling shoes are from my friend Stacey. She has the monogram shop I mentioned before. They have inter-changeable ribbons. This one has a candy corn on it. I love it!!! They are SO comfortable! I'm getting a brown/blue ribbon with my initials monogrammed on it and a christmas ribbon also. I can wear them with stockings if need but we frequently have 70's temps around Christmas. Don't hate :)


This is my SC Welcome Stone from Madison, Reilly, Brett, Spooky & Roll. I dont' know if I mentioned it but the palmetto tree/crescent is our state symbol and VERY popular. I plan on doing one room alone in that motif.

My Palmetto Tree Trash Can from Carrie and Brittany.

Stacy got me this painting. It is four feet tall! Signed by the artist on the back.

Me, Brittany and Madison right before everyone was singing to me.


My family had a little celebration for me yesterday. Yes I turn the dreaded 40 today. Mom, Dad, Kathy and Bonnie got me this Vera Bradley Java Blue Villager Bag. I heart it!
I also got the Extreme Home Trailer Makeover Redneck Edition book from my crazy neice but she also got me a cute good luck Garden Gnome.
Oh Oh and did I mention my DAD made me a birthday cake and he made it AND the frosting FROM SCRATCH. He's the best!!! I love you Dad and Mom!

Yep we are having a birthday party in a week and a half for my baby girl. I can't wait! Last year's First Birthday was so stressful. I'm sure this one will be too but I don't have the "perfect" mentality I had last year for the first one.
Isn't she a doll baby? Or should that be witchy baby? :)

Isn't this the cutest pontail clip you've ever seen? I bought it at Merry Market.
I am off to Charleston today but I posted this last night. Just so I could have SOMETHING for you all today.

Since Caroline shared her cool Halloween decor with us I decided to share mine. Halloween is my favorite holiday with Christmas coming in second and Easter third.I just really get into the spirit of things. Some may think it's silly but oh well. I think my girl will really enjoy things this year. The picture quality is not the best in most of them. I was stumbling around in the dark doing the best I could. I fell over a root and lost my shoe at one point. Quite an ordeal but all for you dear bloggers, all for you! :)


This is a small graveyard we set up. Brett & Spooky keep knocking the tombstones over though!

This is our newest blow-up it has bats swirling around inside of it. A Bat globe maybe? Instead of Snow globe LOL

This is our biggest blow-up I believe it is 9 ft tall. It's even bigger than the Frankenstein Arch.

Tigger Vampire - so cute! One of my faves

The pumpkin Arch - very bright!

The Frankenstein Archway (why is one side out already!! !@#$$%%)


This is my newest Halloween shirt. It is a lightweight jersey with sequin treat bag/candy. Not the best pic but Madison likes it.

HAPPY FORTIETH BIRTHDAY TO PURPLE TWINKIE

To the 400lb heffa who was trying to get on top of the Racecar Hauler and nearly bumped me off of the ladder, um, isn't there a Buffet or a Hov-A-Round that is missing you somewhere?

Let me rebut now by saying there is "protocol" at the racetrack and you do NOT attempt to climb the ladder when someone else is still on the ladder.Period. That is a long way to fall, my friends and being that I am afraid of heights, well, it was a very unpleasant moment for me.

To the Crab-Man look-alike who moved in down the street (Don't tell me you guys don't watch "My name is Earl" well Crab-Man is Darnell from that show). We have small children and pets on this street. If you continue to drive down this short street like it is the Indy500 and injure a said child or pet you will find your tires slashed.

To the b*tch that lives down the street who wears sky high heels and always looks at us like 'WHY are WE are staring at HER?' I am sorry you stumbled and fell in front of our house last night. I really wasn't laughing. I wasn't.

To My Dog Groomer who is MIA. Reilly is starting to look like a little moving footstool complete with tassles at each corner. Please oh please contact me and let me know where you moved. I will drive to the far ends of the earth to make my boy look like the well-groomed little prince that he is again.

Okay the husband unit is picking me up for lunch so I gotta cut this gripe-session short. Sorry if it sounds kinda mean. Some days your the windshield, some days your the bug.
Bug out.

Kami a Gamecock is a breed of fighting chicken. It is also a college football team coached by Steve Superior, I mean, Spurrier.

Carrie's Mother had surgery and Carrie was with her so i'm home with the munchkin today. Here is her and her Daddy at the Piggly Wiggly yesterday. She had to take Curious George along :) Blogger has been a real pill today and I couldn't even get in until now to make a short post. Anyhoo I should be back at work tomorrow but who knows what horror awaits me in my last week :) .....

Sadly Stacy's Uncle passed away yesterday so I will be leaving work at Noon tomorrow and won't be here Friday. There will be no blog entry from me for Friday. He was a good man, full of high spirits and he loved children and they loved him. He would ride Maddie in his wheelchair and give her lollipops. He was in bad shape after having a leg amputated Christmas Eve two years ago and two weeks ago developed bronchitis which turned into pneumonia and led to his final hospitilization. While in the hospital he had a heart attack and then his large intestine burst and he developed massive infection. That poor man endured enough in my opinion. He will be greatly missed by his devoted family. Rest in Peace Uncle Richard. I hope you and Rob (my FIL who passed away last December and was his baby brother) are "pitching" for breakfast once again...

Nothing screams REDNECK like Hillybilly Mower Racing and the chick is peeping, No, NOT a thong but GRANNY PANTIES


See the super skanky chick in the white tank top labeled HO. The guy on the upper left is her ex-husband. He is actually a buddy of mine and a real funny and sweet guy. I heart him. The guy sitting next to her is her current husband, the one she cheated on the ex with. Yeah, they had enough nerve to come sit right in front of her ex. We made it interesting for them, though. Yes, we did.
STOP laughing at my photo editing. Stop it!

Wow note the lovely lacey lingerie look to this top AND the bra strap showing, AND the requisite cigarette dangling from her paw.

Since I can finally get online at home once again I got smart and did this post last night. I'll be busy/gone most of the morning so I may get some blogs visited late afternoon. Have a great Monday all!
I only got a few snaps of the house when the realtor showed it to my parents.
It has SO much potential. I dream about it almost every night. It's crazy.

Fireplaces and more fireplaces. So many possibilities!





No one has lived in the house for almost a year I think i'd change the counter tops too eventually.


I heart the front room, not too sure about those swags though....

Inside the front door, won't those stairs be stunning decorated for the holidays? Not the most impressive chandelier but who knows what I could come up with later!

To The Guy Swiping his ID Badge: Do NOT stand in front of the door to swipe your badge and scratch your ass for, oh, roughly 2-3 MINUTES. There are probably 10-15 people approaching the same door at any given time and they do NOT want to see this sight first thing in the morning.

To The Lady in Line for Breakfast: Here's a hint: Buy a bigger thong or underwear. I do not want to see you DIGGING for Gold in front of me as I wait to order breakfast. If you are having problems this early in the day chances are it will have to be surgically removed by late afternoon.

To The Mailroom Hottie (not): This is a place of business. Please pull up your pants. We do not want to see your Old Navy Boxers. Trust me.

To The guy driving the silver mustang convertible: You are a cutie! You are what mailroom hottie probably aspires to be. Anything you wear/do is alright with me. You look right nice in those tight khakis :)

That is all.

I can't believe my Baby will be Two on October 26th. I guess she's becoming more of a "little girl" now but she'll ALWAYS be my Baby!

I wasn't going to blog about it yet but I can't keep my mouth shut for long! We put a bid in on this house ... It is downtown, borders on the historic district. It was built in 1860 (before the Civil War!) it is over 4500 sq feet. On 1.15 acres of land. Has the original front door, 5 fireplaces (two are working) the kitchen, plumbing,wiring have just been re-done. It has central heat/air. Oh I could go on and on ... most of the rooms have been re-painted but I of course would re-do that. Lime and Pumpkin,or Hot Pink anyone?.....

My little Gamecock was having her cake and eating it too last Saturday!
Can you tell i'm struggling with my post this morning?
Work is still the same, still waiting for the axe to fall. We know it is - just not sure on whose necks yet.
Lee I went by Bojangles this morning thanks to your recent post and got a chicken biscuit. It now resides in my trashcan. The chicken was ....limp. Not the crispy chicken-y good ness I am used to. Limp. The biscuit was pale, not the golden greasy goodness I am used to. I am very disappointed. :(
We are having Madison's two year portrait done tonight. Of course I will be sharing it with y'all. If i'm not in the loony bin that is. I still remember the hell we went through with the one year portrait but in all fairness she was dressed in a pink dress, tights, black patent leather shoes and a tiara. Tonight it's overalls and probably bare feet. Much more comfy in my opinion!
Hey it's almost FRIDAY!
I may not make it around to all blogs in the near future but please know I still love y'all and will visit when I can. Work is about the put the hammer down i'm afraid.*gulp*

The right toe is the worst!

Okay here it is.. the dreaded gator toe! I was able to so brazenly take this guys picture because he was so wall-eyed he had no idea WHAT I was snapping! I didn't take a picture of him because I prefer that my camera remain intact (yep he was that ugly un-pretty. Stacy had the good fortune to be sitting next to him. I told him "Hon, you know if he accidently kicks you or jabs you with one of those toenails you're gonna have to get a tetanus shot STAT". See, i'm helpful like that!

This is the dress I was going to have Maddie's two year pictures done in but i've changed my mind. She is a cute child, the dress is a pretty dress but it's not a match. I think if she had more hair it would be. She looks best in pigtails and she wouldn't let me put pigtails in that morning and they wouldn't have worked with the dress anyway. Why am I blogging about this? I have no idea. You men especially are probably snoozing already. WAKE UP DAMMIT!
I talked to my old boss this morning, he told me "Chin Up". He knew it would be hard. It IS hard. So.Very.Hard. I didnt' want to walk through the doors of Crying Cow Bank this morning. This place is in such upheaval. We just sold off a signicant division to another big bank and changes are in the wind. I hate not knowing. I have an alternate plan if I do lose my job but i'm just ready to get on with it. I know we'll have at least 30 days if they do lay off but 30 days from when? Aughhh... I HATE the waiting game. O

Time again this week for my Public Service Announcements. For the good of mankind, don't ya know? :)

To the lady who is walking around with her sunglasses on her head: You are not chic. You are not even stylish. Ernesto is outside pissing on our heads, it's dark as pitch and you are worried about the sun shining in your eyes? (no she doesn't have a medical problem either, I discreetly inquired).


To Tropical Storm Ernesto: How about pack your shit up and get on out of town already. You are making it gloomy and me depressed. My hair looks like a limp dishrag and my umbrella is ready to go on strike.

To My Husbands Boss: How about knock the "coming in early" stuff off. How am I supposed to get a little bit in the morning if he is gone at the butt-crack of dawn. You are impeding my lovelife and I don't like it.


I'm just too tired to bitch anymore. Imagine that.