The Sunday Six : 14

like these, par exampla:
Belts look so great around long(ish) cardigans over dresses. If I could, I'd fill my closet with just that. Well that and jeans.
And boots.
And booties.
And leggings.
And probably some other stuff.

It is easily the best way I've seen to keep track of wish lists. You can add anything from any site (as opposed to having a wish list on all of your favorite sites, or the archaic method of putting pen to paper only to have that paper get lost under heaps and piles of other papers that you've penned important information upon).   I like what wishpot is cookin' up.

Pork chop, pork chop, greasy greasy, 
making wish lists is now easy, easy.

I have no need for this, but I do have a strong want for this laundry bag.  Look at those ruffles!
I love tea cups and mugs.  Always have.  Since birth.  These are really stokin' my love fires right now.  There are 4 and they are all beautiful, every one!  They're not sold as a set, though (Marketing Communiss!) but they would make a lovely set if you ask me.  I could enjoy some serious hot chocolate up in there!

But that's not unusual, is it?  Everybody loves etsy.  Here are a few items I'm "favoriting" right now.
Raccoon coin purse!
Nice big purse or overnight bag
All this talk about overnight things, you'd think I had plans of going somewhere, but you'd be wrong.

a clean house
I really do love a clean house (which makes me wonder about myself why I don't keep one). Anyway, as much as I'd love to sit here instead, telling you about myself and all the things I love, I really gotta go.  As of this writing, I'm only a few days out from a party for the birthday girl and since we gonna have folks in here, I gotta get to scrubbin'.   Happy Sunday all o' y'all!  xo, Jodie


B is for Bibliobibuli

bibliobibuli - the sort of people who read too much

I'm not sure there really is such a thing as people who read too much.  Too much of the wrong thing, maybe.  Sure.  But too much altogether?  Doubtful.

I'm not much for resolutions.  I'm more of a "give me rules and I'll break them" kind of girl.  But I think if I were to make a resolution in any direction, it would be this:

This year I resolve to cultivate myself into 
and hone my skill as a bibliobibuli-type of girl.  

There are alot of good books out there, y'all.  ALOT! (You know this, man!) My list of books to readslashown is extensive.  Longer than both of my arms.  End-to-end, in case you were confused and thought I meant side-by-side.

Because no, that's not what I meant.

I totally meant end-to-end.

Anyway, as I was saying,

Here are a few titles I'm hoping to soon enjoy:
Life of Pi
Water for Elephants
Thin Places
Born on a Blue Day
Peace Like A River
Parenting is Your Highest Calling and 8 Other Myths That Trap Us in Worry and Guilt
The Guernsey Literary & Potato Peel Pie Society
Notes From the Tilt-a-Whirl

If you'd like to help me achieve my goal (of reading, reading, reading whilst avoiding other menial tasks because how else does one become a bibliobibuli?) feel free to add to my list.  Don't hide your love away!

Also under the don't column, don't recommend that Francine Rivers book, Redeeming Love.  I read it.  I hated it.

Other than that though, proffer up!  (...and thanks!)


The Sunday Six: 13

Edition: Things Worth Celebrating

It's coming and I love so much about it.  The lights, the ornaments, decorating the house, gift giving, family togetherness, gingerbread cookies, nippy air, the stockings, reindeer, the excitement, remembering God's goodness toward me... it's all good, good stuff.  Are you ready for it yet?  I am!

A Bumble!
Peppermint Mocha!
Believe the Love!
Come live at my house! On a white tree!  (Bring the tree!)
Every year I have to resist the urge to buy all new ornaments.



I'm so ready, if I could put up my tree this weekend without being laughed at by all my peers and relations, I would totally do it.   Don't put it past me.

Did you know that each of us (luck of luck!) have 364 unbirthdays every year? Three sixty-four! It's true!  If today is not your birthday, then it is your UNbirthday! A very merry unbirthday to you!   So get to celebratin'!  Build yourself a cake or something.

God's Never Stopping, Never Giving Up, Unbreaking, Always and Forever Love.  Very, very thankful for that lately.  I really need it and I'm so glad he gives it.

It's free.  It's freeing.  love/love

Every year around Thanksgiving I am particularly thankful for this one thing.  Twelve years ago, I ate Thanksgiving Dinner in jail.  Let it be known it was no celebration.  Actually and factually, there was no celebration to be found anywhere in the clink.  Excepting of course, the day of my release.  Sobriety is a gift I never could've given myself. See #3.

middle's birth
Our sweet, tenderhearted baby girl is six this week. 

xo, Jodie


A is for Absent (and also Amusing) (Ack!)

Absent.  That's me. 

An absentee blogger.

Whatever that means.

It just means I haven't been here.  Which is ironic if you think about it because I've spent a great deal of time here (in this chair) in front of here (this computer), only not here here, writing things to post on Ye Olde.  Mostly because my brain had no offerings.

Brain, You're fired!

Absent is not an obsolete word, it's true, but I needed to start somewhere and just get off of A already.  Already; another A word.  Another; another A word.  Now they're popping up all over the place.  (All! Arrghh!)

So there, post one of the A to Zs down.  I'll probably make up a fancy graphic when I figure out Photoshop again.  Who knows when that'll be.  If starting with A was any indication (Any), well we may be waiting awhile.  (Awhile!)

Now they flow like a river.  Well sure.


Hey though, while we're not on the topic let me tell y'all some of the things my kids have said lately.  They're very amusing, those kids.  (Amusing!) (Ack!)

the little one:  (whose S's always sound like sh)
"Mama, that makes me shuper, shuper, shuper, shuper shad." 

About the dental hygienist who was "hurting" his brother by flossing his teeth: "She is sho mean."

the middle one:
to herself: "I'm feeding the squirrels because God loves them, too, and I love them three."

"Mama, when the bad guy points a gun at you, do you have to raise your hands like that so he can shoot your pits?"

the big one:
drawing pictures to mail to cousins (actually, all of the kids call it drawling) with this inscription on back: "If you like it send monny.  $2 dollors"  Says he's gonna send "like, 20 pictures" so that he can get $30 to buy a Boa Constrictor.  Another starving artist.  (Who is not getting a snake, no matter what.)

conversations amongst all of the ones:
big: "Mama, I need to use the bathroom.... I need to pee and poo."
me: ooooookay.
middle: "Then pee and poo you shall."

big opens door for little to come in from outside: "You sho nice."


That's all for today.  I gotta get busy doing things so I have more to tell y'all about than listing things I love once a week. That or I at least have to get some work done around here so I can sit and watch The Office and Outsourced tonight in peace (without my brain guilting me with what needs to be done around here).

Sayanara, boys and girls!


The Sunday Six : 12


the fair.  I've been craving a fair corndog for a full week now.  I've never had one so can't say for certain that I do actually love them, but really, can this sort of thing be doubted?  Too bad though, because there's not even a prospective fair on my horizons.
 (Edited to add: Mama had the corndog.  Mama liiiiike.)

Generic names.  They are, to me, outrageously funny.  Take, par exampla, the Snuggie.  There is a knock-off, as if that were even necessary.  The original is so bad it should BE a generic.  The cousin is called the Fuzzie Wuzzie.  I even took a picture with my phone when I saw it in Big Lots, after I finished laughing heartily at it, but bennis I don't know how to get it from my phone to my computer...

Date nights.  We have had one two (or is it three) Fridays in a row now. 

This chocolate:
If we're friends on Facebook, well then you've already heard about it. It is certainly worth a 2nd mention, I dare say.  So there you are, dually noted.

Parenting books.  I seriously don't know where I'd be without them.  Institutionalized is a good guess though.  A real good guess.

Spider poison.  When you hate spiders, spider poison is a good thing to love.  If you'd have seen the tuh tie The Hubsslayer killed today, you'd be a fan of the poison, too.  You would.  And it was bearing younglings.  It clearly had no respect for my poor nerves.  It had to be destroyed, and destruction is what it reaped.

And all the Earth was filled with gladness. 

...and that's a wrap!  Maybe next week I'll get this out on time... perchance.  Time will be the tell.

Happy Sunday Six Wednesday!  xo, Jodie


The Sunday Six : eleven - the one that was scheduled to post but then didn't.

Today is 10/10/10. What does that mean? Is it significant? 
Should I make a wish?

October 9th.  It was yesterday.  It changed me forever.  I am now 31 years old.  Thirty-one feels so much older than thirty, but that's okay, because nothing could make me dislike October 9th.  It was also The Shiz's birthday!!  Happy Happy little Birdie!!  I love you more than ladies love the beard.  You are the best twin on the planet.  Final answer.

I know I've talked about it before, but I'm saying it again because I really do love Swagbucks.

I like developing my swagger.  So far, I've developed $30 in Amazon Gift Cards, resulting in two FREE books [shipping included]. That's the kind of swagger I'm playing with.  Word.

[Books of the parenting variety 
is what I purchased, 
if you must know.  

I'm hoping these pages will increase my chances
of passing more of my daily Pop Quizzes
with the children.]

[They'd better... 
else I'm really gon' need to get my swagger back.]

I don't even know what that means.

My birthday.  Did I mention that yet?  Allow me the narcissism, okay?  It's my birthday.  Sheesh.

Catalog Living.  Have you seen it?  It's hilarious.  It reminds me of The Far Side, and I'm a fan of anything that reminds me of The Far Side.

I'm even a fan of The actual Far Side, if you can believe that.

This quote:
"A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men."  
-The Legendary Mr. Willy Wonka
Maybe I take it a bit too far, the nonsense.  I'm not really sure.  I can't seem to help myself.  I am just such a fan of it.  The nonsense.

I have a thing for all words, but I have a special fondness for obsolete ones.  I'm thinking of doing a string of A to Z posts to incorporate them, and also to give me at least 26 things to write about.  As riveting and fascinating for you as this whole Sunday Six thing surely is, there must be more.  I've been meaning to start the A to Z for about a fortnight now but I'm stuck on A.  Not a strong start, says I, but I'll get there.  Waiting on The Muse.  She's late.  Blame her.

Also, there's been some confabulation about some of you wanting to start your own Sunday Six, and to that I say, WORD (which means, YES, DO!).  Only let me know when you start so I can start doing the Linky Tool thing again because the last time I did that (and the time before that), no one showed.  Lame party, dudes.
Don't want to do that again.  It is not good for my swagger.  Can't be havin'it.  Can't. Won't. Shorn't.

Happy Day After My Birthday, y'all!
xo Jodie


The Sunday Six : tien

tien : ten : Dutch

[one pretty thing]  I go to this site every day.  
It's what one does when one is addicted to making things
and bookmarking ideas about making things.

sweet tea. I love it.  I love sweet tea. 

Speaking of sweet tea, have y'all seen Tavin Dillard 
(of Joel Berry's Sweet Tea Films)?  Ya need to.  
Click the link for a hearty samplin'.  
If you like white trash, you will love Tavin.  
He is precious, bless his heart.

One of my favorite cuisines on the Earth is Thai.  
It's even fun to say... and it looks cute, too.  


Because I know you're interested in everything we ingest here, I will tell you, I ordered the red goopity goop and Stretch had the brown goopity goop... and also some eggrolls and lemongrass + coconut milk soup (avec shrimp).  And we have leftovers!  It's like I've died and gone to Heaven, and Heaven is full of Thai goopity goop. 

Also, on an entirely unrelated note, 
some friends offered to keep our kids for our little date excursion... 
and then called back and said, 
"Have 'em back a bag.  They can spend the night."  
All THREE at a sleepover.  
bless their hearts. 

Our friends.  Duh.

October.  It makes me happy every year.

To me, it is the best of ALL of the months, 
and it doesn't hurt that it's my birthday month.  
Doesn't hurt at all.

 Happy Sunday (and Happy October), you beautiful beasts!
See ya soon! xoxo Jodie