So life’s been a bit crazy lately. Well, who am I kidding, it’s been crazy since late January, but whatever. I’m sure you’ve noticed my lack of regular blog postings.
You HAVE noticed, haven’t you?
HELLO! I asked you a question!
Well anyway, my TV debut went well! Other than me looking 300 pounds on TV.
Seriously. I couldn’t believe how BIG I looked. And neither could my friend Carrie who called me to point out the fact that I looked enormous on TV, but don’t really look that way in real life.
Mental note: don’t go on TV ever again.
Mental note #2: break-up with Carrie.
Here I am getting mic’d up for the show.
(See? I am SO not 300 pounds.)
(I’m also SO not 115.)
Here is the two hosts of the show on the set. This is where I started sweating profusely.
Seriously y’all. I was sweating so much that I regretted not putting pads under my armpits that morning.
I was contemplating pads under my armpits. But decided against it.
So as the sweat started to pour and as my shirt started to show it, I went to the bathroom and stuffed some tri-fold paper towels under my arms. And that’s how I got through the show. With paper towels in my armpits.
Mental note #3: Don’t stuff paper towels in your armpits before a TV show, this could attribute to the fact that you looked 300 pounds on TV.
Mental note #4: Next time go with the pads. Less bulky.
And this is me after my part of the show. I had survived.
Mental note #5: Don’t take pictures of yourself after something that made you sweat profusely. This does not help your “crazy lazy” image.
Mental note #6: Ignore mental note #5.
After I left the TV station, Lazy Dad met me for lunch. Where he proceeded to tell me we had a house showing the next night.
Everything was a blur after that. All the half-finished projects around our house loomed over our heads and we hit the ground cleaning, hauling, organizing, staging and painting.
I had to go get more paint from the store, so I took a picture of it so I could remember what it was I was looking for. Do you do this?
Then I came back from the store and continued cleaning, hauling, organizing, staging and painting. Fun was had by all!
Mental note #7: Not really.
Mental note #8: It wasn’t fun at all.
We are also in the throes of baseball season here at our house. My oldest son is one of the “captains” of his team. So when he led the team out on the field to warm-up before their game on Thursday night (during our house showing) I had to take a picture of him leading them in stretches. (He’s the one in the middle showing them the next stretch.)
Mental note #9: Cherish these moments. They go by fast.
Mental note #10: And take pictures. Lots of pictures. Motherhood wrecks havoc on your memory.
Some sweet friends of ours came into town on Friday and we took them to eat at the infamous Tony Packo’s. It’s a Toledo institution thanks to Jamie Farr and M*A*S*H. Have you heard of it?
If you’ve never been to Toledo and had a Tony Packo’s Hungarian hot dog, GET HERE. It’s the bomb. Our friends really enjoyed it.
Mental note #11: Take a picture of your friends the next time you take them somewhere to eat, not just Lazy Dad.
Mental note #12: I promise we have friends.
Also this weekend, I hosted our annual Ladies Luncheon at our church.
I promise people came.
You just can’t see them here.
Mental note #13: Quit taking pictures without the people your talking about in it. It makes people question your sanity.
Mental note #14: Next time I’m at Wal-Mart, pick up some new sanity. Mine’s expired.
Then of course, Mother’s Day rolled around. I was walking into the kitchen when my daughter met me at the door and ordered me to “go get back in bed! I’m making you breakfast in bed!!”
I just love when people tell me to get back in bed.
It makes me happy.
I got all kinds of sweet hand-made presents from my sweet kids. Two coffee mugs, homemade soap and lots of cards, kisses, and love!
Mental note #15: Don’t eat the homemade soap. Even though it looks like a cheese ball. Or a ginormous lump of cookie dough.
Mental note #16: Hire someone who’s sole job is to order me to get back in bed.
I preached at our church for Mother’s Day.
Lazy Dad took the day off. Well, from preaching.
Explain that one too me?
Then we had a nice lunch out at Burger Bar 419 and I spotted a table in the middle of the restaurant that I took one look at and declared to Lazy Dad that I wanted it. So I proceeded to take pictures of the table with my cell phone in the middle of the restaurant. It’s rustic and awesome.
And apparently my daughter likes it too.
Mental note #17: Make Lazy Dad preach on Mother’s Day next year, and I’ll preach on Father’s Day. That just makes more sense.
Mental note #18: Next time people stare at you for taking a picture of a table you want in a restaurant, just hand the camera to your daughter, hop up on the table and strike a pose. Gives them more to talk about that way.
The rest of the day, we hung out in our backyard and randomly invited neighbors over to see our house while it’s as close to perfect as it will ever be.
It was a gorgeous day. And the neighbors enjoyed the impromptu tour. And didn’t think that was weird at all.
Mental note #19: I love my neighbors. They embrace our weirdness with open arms.
Mental note #20: Well, at least to our face.
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