Alphabet Laughs-Z Is For Zip Lock Bags

MyHero loves Spaghetti
but he only likes it for
ONE DAY!
He does NOT like left over
Spaghetti.

He likes to WHINE and COMPLAIN...
just for something to do.

Well, SOMEONE doesn't mind leftovers.

One day I picked

SweetCheeks up from school
and we went to the grocery store.

There she spotted

Kid's Meals in the frozen section.

They come with an entree,

a vegetable and a dessert.

I bought 3 of them and saved

the little trays.

Ah...here is what I do with

the left over spaghetti.

I fill up the entree section

with spaghetti,

and the veggie section with

green beans

and the little dessert section

with two little

sugar cookie cubes.

Awww...look...it's

one of Mom's home cooked meals..

I cover them with saran wrap

and stack all 3 of them

into a gallon sized ZIPLOCK bag.

When SweetCheeks pops over

she has a

meal-in-a-minute.

I nuke them for 3 to 5 minutes

in the microwave.

Everything gets warm and

the cookies bake to a nice

little soft dessert.

And, SweetCheeks,

thinks she is a

very special girl.

And so she is!
Special AND Messy!

And these?

Do you think they are big

enough to hold a 

WHINER AND COMPLAINER?

Just askin'.....

Now...what do you think about the

Alphabet posts?

Another round or give it a rest?

HONEST opinions, please!!!

Alphabet Laughs- V Is For Vegetation

Yes, V is for 

Vegetation -

otherwise known as PLANTS.

However,

I needed a V word..

so..

Vegetation is what you get!

Like it or lump it

Wonder WHAT plants 

I am talking about?

If you have followed for a while

you know that I planted one of

those mail order gardens

out front.

Everyone laughed when I

got that box with all of 

those silly little plants in it.

I think I heard the word

"rip off" pass some lips.

However,

three years later those

"silly little plants"

have turned into this.

It's a jungle I tell you.

A living breathing jungle of

VEGETATION.

It does NOT look good with

the front of our house.

Kinda scary, huh?

To give you an idea,

those are floor to ceiling windows..

crazy plants have taken on

a life of their own.

Soooo...

after much deliberation,

 I decided

we needed to move this garden

to the back fence.

I told MyHero that if he would

till up along the back fence

I would dig up the plants 

out front.

We took a truckload of plants

(about half of them)

to my friend, Ellie

She just moved to a new house

that had NO plants.

Some of them went back

behind our garage.

The rest?

Well...

Here is MyHero doing what he

loves to do best

whining and complaining because

I am making him 

using the Mantis to roto-till

up the ground.

Oh- Yeah...It's a 

Hunka-Hunka Burning Love...

Oh wait-

that's just sweat!

Here she is..

all roto-tilled and waiting

for me.

It doesn't look it but it about

4 feet wide and 20 feet long.

And, here she is all planted.

The plants will not look pretty this

Fall but they will be pretty

next year.

At the far end is 

My New Dawn Rose

which I hope will survive the 

move and scramble up along the

fence behind the other plants.

And,  MyHero?

Well, he says when it comes 

to working in the garden

I am a 

"thorn in his side."

Hmmmpfff...

Wait till he sees what I have

waiting in the back of the 

truck to replant the front area

now that I have a blank slate.

If you don't hear from me in

 a couple of days please send

someone over to look for

unusual lumps in the

planting area....

Ya know what I mean?

Alphabet Laughs- U Is For Umbrella And Ugly

U- Did you think I would show
you a UTube video of myself?
Nope-Not gonna happen.
I am going to focus on
Umbrellas and Ugly.

I  found this Umbrella

online for all my ruffle loving

friends.

Wouldn't that be beautiful

for a bride on a rainy or

hot sunny day?

My daughter, Mimi,

bought me the most

beautiful umbrella.

No- That is NOT me...

but that IS the umbrella.

You can click on the picture

to order one for yourself.

I think it is one of the prettiest

umbrellas ever.

This is perfect for my

friend, Donna, over at

My Shabby Chateau

Of course, Donna, being Donna,

would have to coat it with this.

I don't call her 

The Glitter Queen 

without reason.

And what is the most perfect

umbrella in the world

for my little

SweetCheeks?

See, I remembered that

PINK is her favorite color.

Do you think they would see

her coming at school?

Speaking of SweetCheeks..
She always very matter of factly
states whatever is on her mind.
(No filters in place, thank you)
After her half-day of school
yesterday she was at my house
watching her favorite movie
Beauty and the Beast.
Papa joined us for few minutes.
Here is the word-for-word
conversation that ensued.

Papha!  Did you know that when
Behlle kissed the BEAHST
he turned into a handsome prince?
Yes- I knew that, SweetCheeks.
I used to be an ugly beast,too,
until Nana kissed me and I turned
into a handsome Prince.

SweetCheeks glances from the
handsome movie prince to Papa,
looking him up and down.
Very seriously she says....
Papha!
It's not working, you are 
still kinda ugly.

Bwhahahaha!
Only invite her over if you
have a lot of confidence in
yourself.
Just sayin'.....

Alphabet Laughs-T Is For THE TALK

My daughter-in-law and I

really need to have a

SERIOUS TALK!
You know how it is -
I hate to give advice to my kids
and even worse, I hate to
give advice to
my in-laws....
BUT
I really feel this needs to be said.

Look at this baby!

I have two pieces of advice for her.

1.  You need to FEED this baby.  He is

obviously mal-nourished.

2.  Please see what you can do to cheer

him up.

I know we all hate having those

in-law talks but don't you think

this one is necessary?;>)

Alphabet Laughs- Q Is For Quints And Quiet And Quips

This post doesn't start off

with a laugh today.

Does anyone remember the

Dionne Quintuplets?

 They were the first known set of

QUINTS to survive.

Aren't they beautiful little girls?

At four months old they were removed

from their parents and not returned

until they were nine years old.

You can read about it by

clicking on the link.

So Sad!

Which made me think how

QUIET

that house must have been with

all those babies removed.

I experience only a shadow

of what that must have been like

when the kids leave after

being here for a day or two.

The house is

QUIET.

And, while I do like the quiet,

I also like the hum of activity.

While SweetCheeks is visiting

I almost always jot down a

quip or two from her.

She is just 

FULL OF IT

and you know what I mean by that

when I am driving her home-

She is always thinking about

something-you never know 

WHAT will come out of her mouth.

Nana!

What?

How come Papa sleehps 

with his underweahr on?

Those are pajama shorts, SweetCheeks.

No theyhre nott-theyhre his

underweahr.

-Okay- 

I am not gonna argue

with a 5 year old- well...I might

sometimes but not today.

You know WHY he weahrs his

underweahr to bed?

No-Why?

So, God dusn't see his buhtt

when he gehts up to go to 

the bafthroom!

An answer for everything!

....Gotta love a kid like that....

Can you tell she is her own
best audience?

Alphabet Laughs- P Is For Places And Pickles

I try to meet my daughter, Mimi,

and her two little guys,

BigBoyE & CharlesInCharge,

for lunch in Sheboygan  every

so often.

This time we met at a great 

place on the waterfront

with a fantastic view of the

channel into Sheboygan.

The place we meet is usually

Brisco County Grill.

They are kid friendly and it is

reasonably priced.

Someone was good natured today...

and hungry...

And our BigBoyE was as busy

as usual.

As you can see he is already a 

multi-tasker.

He was quite excited to see one of these...

Listen to 

HOW BIG 

he thought the pickle was.

This little video is

SIX SECONDS LONG
Click on it and
WATCH how animated
he gets  over a PICKLE.

And has THIS QUESTION been
burning in your mind?

The End Of Silliness?
Probably not anytime soon....

at least on MY blog!

Alphabet Laughs-O Is For Opals And Okra And Oh My!

Did you know it is supposed

to be 

BAD LUCK

to wear

OPALS

if they are not your birthstone?

Well, I love opals.

Fire under Ice.

That kind of describes me---

well, except for the ice part....

I'm a marshmallow inside.

So.....Is it true that
wearing opals is bad luck
if it is not your birthstone?

Fact or Fiction?

Well....I say it is 

A FACT!

How do I know that?

Because I have LOST

every single opal I have

ever owned.

Never lost any other jewelry..

just the opals.

Which bring us to 

OKRA-

How did that happen?

I lost one of my OPALS

eating okra.

Seriously!

Okra is NOT for the

Faint-of-heart.

You either love it or hate it..

no fence sitting on this veggie!

I like it FRIED-of course I do-

which is why I no longer eat it.

 Ginger @Savannah Granny

has a great recipe for it

if you want to try it.

And after you finish that

mess of okra

(Mess of anything is a strictly Southern term-

it means a whole bunch of it)

You might want to pop in to 

someone's wedding

for a piece of cake.

Can I get an

OH MY!

Okay-the one in the middle is the 

BRIDE.

The one on the LEFT is the

WEDDING CAKE!

OH MY!  OH MY! OH MY!

Guess Who Won The Giveaway?

Well, you know I don't

go for that old

Random Number Generator.

There's no heart in that

for me.

No, I must make it 

much more complicated 

than that.

I have to go back to 

SIX posts

and tabulate names.

Then, of course, I must

double check them to make

sure I have each of you

entered the right amount 

of times...

the number that you signed in
and left a comment...

Next, I must enter those names

in a word processing program.

Then, I must make sure that

you all have equal amounts of

"space" on the paper so that

everyone has a fair chance.

I then use an office cutter to

cut them apart.

Then..they are folded and

put into a fishbowl..sans fish!

Whew!

I know...I know...

you want to know who won...

Right?

First you must suffer a tad bit more.

SweetCheeks stayed at her 

other grandmother's house

this weekend 

(God bless and preserve the woman).

Ria stayed with me for some

one on one time.

That meant that SHE got to 

dress up and do the drawing.

So....ready?

Here we go....
Click on this 10 second video
to find out who the winner is....

Pffffft.....Did you really think

I was going to TELL YOU?

Seriously?

You should know me better than that!

Want a hint?

I will say that the winner and I just

connected on a deeper basis

over a book.

Congratulations-to-?!
Shhhhh...let her discover it herself~
Edited to add:
Now that she has found out-
you will be delighted to know
that it is
Diane @ Lavender Dreams

Congratulations!

Alphabet Laughs-K Is For Krispy Kremes And Kites And Kinky AND Giveaway Update

I think you all know I used to

EAT SUGAR.

What kind of SUGAR

did I eat?

Well,

This  wasn't far from

my mouth

when we had them in town.

They left town before I 

quit eating sugar.

I think I had a

mini-breakdown 

when that happened.

I stayed in bed for days

and cried.

I was never was a big donut

eater.....but....man...

I won't even tell you how 

many of those warm, fresh

babies I could eat as they

came off the moving 

production line.

When we were working 

on this house I would

bring the guys a big

box of these on 

Monday and Friday.

(they loved me...actually

they loved the donuts and 

only PRETENDED to love me)

Seriously,

I don't know WHY

they used to tell me to 

go fly a kite 

when I asked

them to do something.

Which, cleverly,

brings me to kites.

I don't know who is the 

bigger kid in this family-

My son-in-law, 

The Brawny Man,

or MyHero.

Give them a kite and they

will play on the beach 

all day long.

We are talking 

BIG PULL YOU 

ALONG THE  GROUND KITES

here!

My son-in-law goes home and

relaxes.

After MyHero wrestles one

of those things for the 

afternoon he needs something 

like this....

and this....

But he is still a

Kid-At-Heart

and definitely

NOT KINKY.

So....

You want to see 

KINKY, do you?

How about THIS?

Anyone remember

The Kinks?

I am using the title to one

of their best known songs

here-please apply it to

yourself if you perked

up at the word

KINKY.

The song?

"You Really Got Me"

uh-huh-you have a good

day now- m'Kay?

(notice how I cleverly worked

that K in just one more time-

I just tickle myself sometimes!;>)

As you know every time you
signed in on the 5 days of
the giveaway your name
was counted.
Some of you have 6 chances!
There are just under
THREE HUNDRED entries.
So....
I plan on getting SweetCheeks
over here to pick the name
for the giveaway this week.
Bear with me-
She is busy getting ready for
her first day of
Kindergarten.

Alphabet Laughs- J Is For Jocks And Jokes And Jeepers Creepers

Jocks

The word that strikes fear

into every middle aged man

that has gone a bit soft

 round the middle over time.

Too many fast food lunches

and desk sitting

and naps make

Jack a lazy boy

and takes all his

"jockiness" away.

AND

contributing to Jocks gone bad

is this!

Click on the picture to

order some ice cream 

for your very own Jock!

Did you read my post

yesterday?

Did you? Hmmm? 

Am I going to have to give

you a test to check?
Well, we are back on
ICE CREAM AGAIN
today
AND

Did you wonder what the

Three Stooges

were looking at as they

were riding their bikes?

I am pretty sure they were

looking at this....

See- a Pre-JOCK gone bad 

at  age  6-

Poor kid!

Wonder how much 

Good Humor 

he will have seeing this picture 

when he is TWENTY-SIX?  

Now to really get some

CHILLS

see how cleverly I tied the 

word chills to ice cream

you can click on the picture

below to take you to

a Jeepers- Creepers

ICE CREAM 

ad.

That'll keep 

YOUR JOCK

on his diet!

Have a Jolly Day!