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Year Naming

I have spent the past year running.  Well, maybe not the entire year, but the better part of it.  Actually, I've done it nearly all my life.  When life gets tough and decisions don't come easy, and emotions battle against reason and I just don't wanna anymore, I run.  I hide.  I ignore.

I ignore my house.  The dust, the sticky floors, the piles, the meals.
I ignore my people, big and small.
I ignore that small voice that says, come away with me.

I stick my head in the sand of the internet, or the sewing machine, or a novel and I disappear from now. 

Running is my favorite dysfunctional behavior.  But this year, 2011, will be different.  Not because I say it will be (human effort accomplishes nothing), but because I feel God putting his finger on this area, and when God puts his finger on something in me, it changes.  I love that he comes for me.  I love that he doesn't leave me alone, to build this building all by myself.  I love that he comes for me.

I've alread…

The Sunday Six: Edition: Things You Can't Buy

-1- scripture life-breathing, healing, a warm blanket around my shoulders -2- grace tenacious, aggressive, surprising, never-giving-up grace -3- my own personal shack the place(s) of my pain where my Papa leads me to and then sets me free -4-  God's love letters a glimpse of a bunny before sunrise; a hug from a child who just seems to "know" when I need it; ease where I expected difficulty...  little treats for my heart, tailor-made just for me -5- rest ...believing that God is God, and I can let go -6-  acceptance the place where I hear Him say, "I like you"
What about you? What are your favorites?

Gift Guide | They Probably Don't Have THIS

We all know those people who are hard to buy for because they already have everything.  Well, I wanted to go ahead and give you guys a Gift Guide for those folks.  Consider it my gift to you.

(I'm here to help.)

-1- ugly pants
There's a real good chance there's not a pair of these Talpa Trousers gracing their closet.  Let's hope not anyway, huh.  What a surprise they'll have Christmas morn! 
-2- elfin boots
These are just downright fun and frolicsome, aren't they?  Actually, they're called Funtasma Frolic.  I have no idea what Funtasma means, except that it includes the word fun, which brings me to the conclusion that that's what they were aiming for.  Unless your name is Jovie, you probably don't already have some of these.  Personally, I can't imagine wanting them, but somewhere out there, somebody will be loving these tonight... or whichever night you decide to give them to that special someone.  

-3- an air blasting gun
For all their sexy photo …

Winner! Winner! Chicken Dinner!

We have ourselves (or myself)(whatever) a WINNER!  
(say it like Weener 'cause that's a fun little accent) (What?  It's a town in Germany.)
Sarah, you lucky, precious, darling girl!  Today is your luckiest of days!
Of course, it should go without saying that in my estimation, you are all winners, (Weeners)(people of Weener?) because you all rock the casbah.  
Hey listen, if you didn't Ween this time, it's okay.  Every time someone follows me, I love them, so see, there is always a prize!
And now I must go and fulfill my obligation to sweet Sarah!
tee tee eff enn!

An Announcement, Another Announcement and then a Final Greeting

-1- Only one more follower and my Living Blog will have as many followers as my Dead Blog, which would do good things for my self-esteem, is all.

Just for fun, my next follower WINS!  A PRIZE!

I was thinking I could send some art/love in the mail!  I'd send you one of these lovely prize ribbons, only I don't have any, but maybe I can make you one!  Oooh, now you're enticed, I just know it!  You'll have to give me your address, of course, but it would be worth it because mail art/love is always worth giving away your address to a perfect stranger!

[Just looking at those boxes makes my head spin a little. I wish it were a Scratch 'n Sniff!  I am a Post Office lover,  with no hope or plans for recovery. It's the smell.  It puts me over the moon!]  ___________________
-2- In other news, Mama's down 8 pounds.  (Like the movie.)(Or maybe not at all like the movie.  I don't know, I never saw it.)
-3- You are now free to move about the cabin.  G…

E is for Ewwww!

I've said before that my youngest is like a puppy.

He's loyal and affectionate.

He enjoys digging, chasing cars, making messes and he's been known to dig in the trash. (...and now it sounds like he's a contestant on a dating show.)

While in the throes of house potty training, ('throes' not an over-exaggeration here, since by definition it means: a condition of agonizing struggle or trouble) he relieved himself all throughout the house leaving "surprises" for me.  This, he did several times.  He has also pooped in the grass outside in the back yard.  And in the side yard.  And also in the driveway. 

And today, to complete the circle, he brought me a decayed carcass of an unidentifiable furry thing, and left it at the back steps.  Beaming with pride and smiling all over his face, he says, "Look what I got!"

Some days I wish I had eaten them when they were babies.

The Sunday Six: Edition: Hot on Their Heels

This week, it's all about shoes y'all.  I fell into a nest of good'uns, so if you're not interested in looking at a bunch of foot coverings, then now's the time to turn back. 

All of these, every pair, is on sale, and IN MY SIZE!  It's like they want my head to explode! (So much so that I typed the words 'my head' twice without even noticing it the first time.)

: : exampilations : : -1- Look at these beautes... the first on the site to make the blood rush through my aorta! They come in 'peach' and 'cognac'. These two alone would make me as happy as a dog's tail!  Lucky day. (for whoever gets 'em!)

-2- I don't own shoes this bright but I sure do like them.  I think I could find something to wear them with. Probably a bunch of somethings.
-3- The heels on these are perilously tall and ominously skinny which is a combination that ups my chances of falling and catching my early death, but the top half of the shoe looks so verah nic…

A Memoir

My sweet friend Missy tagged me with this meme (ages ago). I think it's an interesting one, and it took me a few days to think about it. I'm hesitant to admit that because you may be expecting to be blown away by all the profound therein. And well, you may be disappointed, by the lack of the profound. Anyway, here it are.
The Rules: 1. Write your own Six-Word Memoir. 2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you want. 3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post.
Offer others grace.  Love always wins.
I tag no one, but if you wish to play along, get after it.  I'd love to read what you come up with.

The Sunday Six : 17

French General
Every time I visit, I want to take out a small loan so that I can join their monthly Jewelry Club.  Their jewelry kits are fantastic and I want them all, every last one.  (Especially December 2009, which is unfortunate because I am way late to that party.)

It's pretty much my favorite.

Antoine Dodson
He has introduced me to a few of my new favorite sayings, including but not limited to, "You are dumb. You are so dumb.  You are really dumb." Today marks the start of a holiday commemorating this yoot (as Vinny Gambini would say).  So you can run and tell that!
grayish lavender
My heart has deep pockets that hold lots of love for this color.  I know I confessed my love for another favorite polish mere days ago, but my heart is fickle. 

old typewriters
I want one.  Buy me one and I promise to type you a letter and then mail it to you, just like the old days.  I'll even seal the envelope with my wax seal.  Fant-cee, no?

Of cours…


If you so desire, 
you may play this ridiculous game along with me by googling "your name + given phrase" (don't forget them quotes)  and then post the nonsensical results. Gauntlet. Thrown.
Jodie looks like.....
Jodie looks like she's about to cry.
Jodie looks like she's having a ball.  Sounds schizophrenic.  Also sounds like you're spying on me in my 5am class. 
Jodie looks like she's thinking, "We know, Latifah. We know."... I prob'ly am.

Jodie likes.....
Jodie likes this song.  It's my new favorite, hands down. You Are More
Jodie likes cotton candy.  It's true.  She loves how it makes her feel like a little girl again. 
Jodie likes me.  Yes I do.  I like you!

Jodie likes to talk. That she do.  Although with new people I am quiet.  It's not because I hate you. It's because I'm not good at small talk with new people.  I'm socially not good.  It's the introvert in me.

Jodie says.....
Jodie says she's sorry.  Ye…

Remember that time I went to New York and never told y'all about it?

La Grande Pomme [Originally set to post June 2009]
I just returned from NYC.

New Yawk Sit-tay!

(Before you start believing lies about me though, let me make this disclaimer--  I am no ubiquarian.
I have not seen the globe, or even most of the country. [Yet.]
And no, this trip did not in any way have anything to do with promoting my book.
I have 18 followers, people. I am not a famous person.)
ubiquarian -- a person who goes everywhere
The real reason we went is because My Sister the Genius graduated to become the Sister Genius and Best Nurse On the Entire Sphere of the Earth.  [SGaBNOtESotE for short.]  This was my first time up to New Yawk. What a city! It was humongous and unpredictable and it smelled both delicious and disgusting. We had ourselves a good time, kenching and yamming for five days scraight (that is not a typo).
kench -- to laugh loudly

to yam -- to eat of stuff heartily
One of my favorite things was the Met(ropolitan Museum of Art). The oil paintings were spectacu…

How to Boss Your Kids Around and Make Them Feel Like Failures

Once upon a time, your kids are meeting your friends' kids for the first time so you give your kids the so-help-me talk as you pull up to their house. It goes a little something like this:

Okay, now listen, use your manners.
Be polite, be considerate and share.
Don't  be bossy! (Finger pointed very bossily)
Don't leave anyone out! Play nice.   (bossy! bossy! bossy!)
You all have great manners and I know you'll behave well. (trying to bring it back around to the positive)
Have fun, and Oh! DON'T ask for anything to eat.   You may accept if it's offered but don't ask.
(Then you give 'em the stank eye to show that you are so serious.)
Okay, let's go!

Then you step out of the car and walk up to the door smiling and looking like the Rockefeller's.

Each of those statements really just reiterates the one before it though, doesn't it.
Don't embarrass me.
Don't embarrass me.
Don't embarrass me.
Don't embarrass me.
And sweet mother of pearl so help…

The Sunday Six : 16

noise trade
Free music, y'all.

I've never actually ordered anything but their stuff is so pretty!  I always go look and swoon.  Let me to exampilate:

Gazing upon this list, I have settled this one fact within my tiny heart: I am part MawMaw.  A very large part.

It's hard to choose a favorite from that list, but if I were forced to narrow it down I believe I'd go with the coat.  It's the collar.  And the pockets... and the sleeve length... and the color.  I need that coat.  Next up would be the Clothilde Heels, because how am I supposed to resist a Cajun name like Clothilde?  Huh?  Ce n'est pas possible.  Plus they're just darlin'!  (and now I'm part Texan)

sweet truffle dress
purses (or handbags)... whichever suits your fancy.
Such as these:

(especially that blue one... See?  Maw to the Maw.) 

Good books.  I'm well on my way to becoming a bibliobibuli.  I read Life of Pi...  such a good story.  Current selection: Ruby S…

D is for Draftsack

draftsack  a bag of garbage; figuratively meaning a big paunch or belly

Sometimes, watching numbers rise is fun, like if it's your IQ, or the number of Benjamin's in your wallet.  Heck, even Jackson's or Hamilton's.  (Who am I kidding, I even get excited about the Washington's).
If that number is instead, inches around your middle, and everywhere else, well that's just less fun. And not in a less is more kind of way.
We all have a breaking point; a number we reach where we say, that's it.  This line, I will not cross.  I've reached that line, and I'm too embarrassed to even tell you what it is.Maybe when I get to the AFTER, I'll have the courage to show you the BEFORE & AFTER pictures.  Vanity restricts me for now.  Vanity is cruelty.   It whispers ugly things to me.   Things that all say this one thing:  You are not good enough.
I finished reading Life of Piand I loved it.  I agree with one of the reviewers who said, "it's difficult to sto…

The Sunday Six : 15

My new favorite Fall-Winter polish, Borghese : Palermo Plum
I'm afraid the picture doesn't do it much justice though... too bad because it is lurvely.

puddle skippers
In [blue] please!  I love these strong...  verah, verah strong.

I'm getting bored with my current selection and I'd like some more. I like these and those, or if you live in the swamp, dese and dose.
This time of year.  I'm starting to see lots of great ideas of things to make and it's getting me all a-stir with excitement!  I always find WAY more ideas that I can actually do, which grieves my heart a little, but I like to do something every year and seeing all of the great things people are making is getting me all sorts of giddy!

Buying and making Christmas gifts.  I enjoy both so, so much!  I like gifting my people with stuff I know they'll love and finding something that is just "them".  What do y'all want for Christmas this year?  What does your …