We really don't watch much TV at our house. I know - we have cable with 952 channels but there never seems to be anything on. Summer TV stinks. Well, except for the Olympics. Reality tv has reached new lows. Everyone wants their 15 minutes of fame and will do just about anything to get on TV. The game shows seem to last an eternity. And they are even bringing back old stuff like 90210. Are you kidding me? Have we lost all creativity in Hollywood?
I'm ready for the new fall line up. Well, really just one show.
Hurry up Thursday, Sept. 25.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
From Humble Beginnings
A few months back I posted a list of all the jobs I've had. I thought it would be fun for you to see Kevin's list of jobs. He gave me his list, but of course I had to add some commentary here and there. My comments are in italics.
Brookfield West (country club and golf course)– Range Boy; listened to lots of heavy metal while trying to stay awake on the tractor. Always startled when cage rattled by flying golf ball.
Brookfield West – Shoe Shine Boy – humble beginnings. I wasn't very good at this.
Brookfield West – Bag Room/Cart Boy – the pinnacle of part time golf course jobs
Chick-fil-a – evening shift – I actually received a nickel raise to keep pace with starting wages. You would think that was embarrassing. I was actually proud of it.
This job ended when he refused to clean the women's restroom.
Oshman's Sporting Goods – sporting goods "expert". I made up a lot of crap about stuff I had never used. This is why I rarely, if ever, believe salespeople when they start talking about the merits of a product. My gut tells me they are just making stuff up.
Atlanta National (another golf course)– Greenskeeper – lots of grass… lots of Copenhagen (thank God he kicked that habit)
Atlanta National – Caddie… think about the movie Caddie Shack.
Hump & Comp – Construction laborer – most physically demanding job I ever had
I had to get serious clarification on the name of this company because it just doesn't sound good and hey - this is family blog. The company was called "Humphries and Company" but they shortened it to this. All of their company gear (hats, tshirts, etc) had the nickname and a picture of a camel. Clever construction people.
Blood donor – Short lived opportunity (one donation)… folks got pretty upset about that one.
Pizza Hut – Lasted one night… I got suckered into it and never when back
Some random job at the Florida Capitol filing papers – don't really recall what division that was, but I'm sure it was important stuff. (Probably not the only thing he doesn't recall from his college days)
Wilma Inc. – College intern (worked for Dad) – Baptism into real estate
These were his big boy jobs after college:
Arthur Andersen – Real Estate Services Group; Valuation Service Group
He has some great stories from this place like how he once valued the wrong piece of property and how he had to value an ob/gyn practice and they wanted to give waaaaay too many details to him.
Ankle & Foot Centers (American Medial Providers) – Senior Analyst/Treasurer
This is the job that brought him from Atlanta to Houston to meet me**.
The St. Joe Company – Senior Analyst; Creative Services; Development Coordinator; Construction Administrator; Assistant Development Manager; RiverCamps Development Manager; Project Manager – Eastern Region (this is the job that took us to Florida from Houston)
Newland Communities – Project Manager – Eastern Region (this is the job that brought us to the Carolinas)
Thanks for sharing, Kev. **Someday soon I'll have to blog about how Kevin and I met and how he moved away to Florida two weeks before our wedding. Good times. No, really.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Finally
Luke has a tooth! One of his bottom ones, front and center and the one next to it is also breaking through. I tried to get an up close picture of it but they all came out blurry. They don't seem to be bothering him too much. He'll probably get 8 more in the next week!
I was able to get a picture of him climbing on the gate to the stairs. He also likes to hang on the tabletop, desktop or kitchen countertops and try to walk up the side Spiderman style. Right after this picture while I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher, he managed to go into our home office, open the cabinet where the printer is located and print a test page. I'm not even sure I can do that. Technology won't beat him.
He is also trying to say more words. If you ask him, "What does a duck say?"
He responds, "Kak, kak, kak, kak"
He also likes the song Old McDonald Had a Farm and he goes around saying Ee-I, Ee-I, Ee-I all the time. We hear him in his bed in the mornings saying it and he likes to repeat it 94 times in the car while I am driving. He hasn't figured out the "O" part yet. Hopefully, we can get this on video because it is just too cute.
I was able to get a picture of him climbing on the gate to the stairs. He also likes to hang on the tabletop, desktop or kitchen countertops and try to walk up the side Spiderman style. Right after this picture while I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher, he managed to go into our home office, open the cabinet where the printer is located and print a test page. I'm not even sure I can do that. Technology won't beat him.
He is also trying to say more words. If you ask him, "What does a duck say?"
He responds, "Kak, kak, kak, kak"
He also likes the song Old McDonald Had a Farm and he goes around saying Ee-I, Ee-I, Ee-I all the time. We hear him in his bed in the mornings saying it and he likes to repeat it 94 times in the car while I am driving. He hasn't figured out the "O" part yet. Hopefully, we can get this on video because it is just too cute.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Throwback Thursday
The date: August 1987
The place: Freshman Week at Louisiana College
The mood: Let's not talk about the mood. Let's focus on the hair. It is hard to see because the background is dark but trust me --- we had big hair. Lots and lots of hair. It was the 80's and we were livin' large! Good thing there were no open flames nearby or we would have gone up in a poof of mousse and Aussie Scrunch Spray or was it Matrix Vavoom? So many products with amazing results wouldn't you say? The scary thing is that while our makeup was probably a little heavier than normal, the hair was pretty much our normal every day hair. Yikes!
My roommate Kim is the red head and our friend Janet is in the middle. We were dressed up as the Barbara Mandrell and the Mandrell sisters. Remember them? We did a lip sync to the song "I've Been Cheated" for Freshman Week at LC. Freshman Week (if anyone cares) is held during the first week of classes and is designed tohaze welcome the freshmen to the campus. The last night involves skits and competitions. 
We were Barbara, Louise and Irlene. Louise was the talented one and Irlene was the ditzy one. They had the variety show on TV in the early 80's where they would sing and dance and sometimes dress up. Good times.
The place: Freshman Week at Louisiana College
The mood: Let's not talk about the mood. Let's focus on the hair. It is hard to see because the background is dark but trust me --- we had big hair. Lots and lots of hair. It was the 80's and we were livin' large! Good thing there were no open flames nearby or we would have gone up in a poof of mousse and Aussie Scrunch Spray or was it Matrix Vavoom? So many products with amazing results wouldn't you say? The scary thing is that while our makeup was probably a little heavier than normal, the hair was pretty much our normal every day hair. Yikes!
My roommate Kim is the red head and our friend Janet is in the middle. We were dressed up as the Barbara Mandrell and the Mandrell sisters. Remember them? We did a lip sync to the song "I've Been Cheated" for Freshman Week at LC. Freshman Week (if anyone cares) is held during the first week of classes and is designed to
We were Barbara, Louise and Irlene. Louise was the talented one and Irlene was the ditzy one. They had the variety show on TV in the early 80's where they would sing and dance and sometimes dress up. Good times. Wednesday, September 3, 2008
4:21 AM Tuesday morning
I am in a deep sleep. I haven't slept well the last few nights because I have been worried about my family and this Hurricane Gustav (more on that in a moment). I roll over and the lights from our family room almost blind me. If you have never been to our house, we sleep with our bedroom door open and the master bedroom is right off the family room. Kevin normally gets up earlier than I do, but he is super quiet and typically closes our bedroom door so he doesn't disturb me. I'm sleepy but irritated thinking he wasn't being very considerate. Then I realize Kevin is still in the bed with me. Hmmmmm.
I get up and go into the family room. Every light in the house is on (hey, that could be a song) - kitchen, family room, breakfast nook, hall, lamps, even the pantry**. I see the clock on the microwave says 4:21.
Fletcher is sitting in Kevin's chair.
I ask the obvious question, "Fletcher, what are you doing?"
He gives me the obvious answer, "I am getting up early to read my Bible like Dad does."
While I appreciate his desire to be like Dad, I think 4:21 AM is a little over the top. After asking more questions, as best I can tell, he had a bad dream again. This is the second night in a row. Two nights ago he woke up with a bad dream about bats. Last night it was monsters. The stores around here have their "spooky" Halloween stuff out these days so my psychological assessment would be that the spooky images were embedded into his subconscious causing him to recall them in his REM sleep. How's that for an analysis? Oh, and he was starting school Tuesday morning so there was probably some nervousness and excitement related to that too.
We all went back to bed for a few more hours of sleep. Well, that is after I walked around the house and turned off every single light.
**Fletcher told us Tuesday night when he was getting ready for bed that he also had a "midnight snack" when he woke up. Tortilla chips. Why? Because one of the books we checked out at the library talked about a rhino having a midnight snack. Lovely. Just lovely.
Gustav update - everyone in my family is fine. They are back home. They have power and didn't really get much wind or rain. Praise God!
I get up and go into the family room. Every light in the house is on (hey, that could be a song) - kitchen, family room, breakfast nook, hall, lamps, even the pantry**. I see the clock on the microwave says 4:21.
Fletcher is sitting in Kevin's chair.
I ask the obvious question, "Fletcher, what are you doing?"
He gives me the obvious answer, "I am getting up early to read my Bible like Dad does."
While I appreciate his desire to be like Dad, I think 4:21 AM is a little over the top. After asking more questions, as best I can tell, he had a bad dream again. This is the second night in a row. Two nights ago he woke up with a bad dream about bats. Last night it was monsters. The stores around here have their "spooky" Halloween stuff out these days so my psychological assessment would be that the spooky images were embedded into his subconscious causing him to recall them in his REM sleep. How's that for an analysis? Oh, and he was starting school Tuesday morning so there was probably some nervousness and excitement related to that too.
We all went back to bed for a few more hours of sleep. Well, that is after I walked around the house and turned off every single light.
**Fletcher told us Tuesday night when he was getting ready for bed that he also had a "midnight snack" when he woke up. Tortilla chips. Why? Because one of the books we checked out at the library talked about a rhino having a midnight snack. Lovely. Just lovely.
Gustav update - everyone in my family is fine. They are back home. They have power and didn't really get much wind or rain. Praise God!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Haircut
This post has lots of pictures and very few words. Enjoy!
The haircut didn't really bother him at all. We decided not to use the cape.
First, he played with a water bottle.
Then, I read him a few books. Before we knew it, she was done. She's fast!
We didn't want the Jim Carrey straight across bangs so we had her keep the jagged rock star bangs look.
The back no longer looks like a mullet.
Brotherly love - not so much today.
It doesn't ever stay in one place.
What kind of trouble can I get into over here?
Yeah, he's done with the pictures. I wouldn't let him walk up and down the steps of our deck and he was pitching a fit. 
Monday, September 1, 2008
Before the haircut
We decided to get a few pictures of Luke & Fletcher before our neighbor cut Luke's hair on Sunday afternoon.
We've been busy keeping up with Gustav's path since we have friends and family in Louisiana so I just threw these together - no fun music or fancy titles. More to come later.
We've been busy keeping up with Gustav's path since we have friends and family in Louisiana so I just threw these together - no fun music or fancy titles. More to come later.
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