The Jury's Still Out

It's a momentous day at the Sharpe house. Jay reported for Jury Duty this morning. Bless him, in his own words, he's "waited for this day for decades". I myself, have had Jury Duty 6 times and cannot understand anyone wanting to do it. To me, it's a week long prison sentence. The only upside is the hours of reading I get to catch up on, but it's just so uncomfortable in those horrid chairs and all the chit-chat.

Last night I answered about a hundred questions about the parking deck, the room you sit in, lunch breaks, etc. And then there was a whole deal about what magazines he should take. He decided against taking his new NRA magazine "just in case".

He sent me several texts throughout the day just letting me know that he had just been sitting in that room waiting to get called up, was back from a 2 hour lunch, blah, blah, blah. Then I got the text where he had hit the mother-load. He got called up for a capital murder case. I couldn't tell from the text whether or not he just got called up for selection or if he actually got selected. I'll keep you posted.

As for me, it's pretty much the same ole', same ole'. I worked, I'm home, I'm doing laundry, I have about 3 loads to fold and for the love, all I want to do is watch another episode of Friday Night Lights. So, I think I will. Take it easy ya'll.

Friday Night on Saturday

I wish I could put into words the depth of tiredness that I'm feeling right now, but I'm just too tired. Sister had her Yard Sale today. I drove to her house straight from work last night so we could make postors and get our "game plan" on. Abbie graciously let me sleep in her bottom bunk which for a brief moment made me think of dorm life.

Sister and I started this morning at 5:00 and then realized it might be a good idea to actually let the sun come up before we put stuff out. Anyway, we got everything done and she had a good sale. I dropped Mama off at her house and came straight home. I'm showered, PJ'd up, on the couch and waiting for Jay to get home from work. I talked to him a few minutes ago and told him I may or may not be awake when he gets home - THAT'S HOW TIRED I AM!

I do want to let you know that I've fallen in love. I keep reading on
Big Mama's (my bloggin hero) blog about how much she loves Friday Night Lights so I watched the first 2 episodes online. FABULOUS! It makes me super happy to know that I have 3 seasons of all this goodness to watch!

The bad storm sirens are going off now so I better wrap this up. I'll probably be in sleepytown soon.

I'm Even Out of Random

I wish I had something fun and witty to say, but it's just not happenin' tonight. I am so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open this afternoon, but I just know I'll get some kind of second wind later on and will end up staying up later than I should. But, so it goes...

Now, a few random thoughts:

I would just like to take a quick timeout and share from my heart about my beloved Yankees. I just don't feel all that interested in baseball this year. I have no idea what's going on. For instance, they're playing on ESPN right now and I chose to watch my recorded Housewives of New York City. I know! It somewhat saddens me. But never fear, Jeter is still my boyfriend and always will be (unless he does something real bad).

It's supposed to rain some tonight. That thrills my soul because #1 - I love rain and #2 - the grass and my flowers need it. I think one of my hibiscus plants is already dead, but I'm pretty sure some good rain water may bring it back.

This is pretty sad, but I don't have anymore random thoughts. I think I'll just lay down on the couch and watch America's Next Top Model.

Love Me, Love My Cubie

Since I spend the majority of my waking hours at work, I thought I'd give you a visual of where I spend my time. This is my home away from home - affectionately called my Cubie.

And since I don't have a window, I put up my newest Sips N Strokes painting.

Hope you liked a little window into my world!

Who knew?

Today was a momentous day. I planted flowers for the very first time in my life. I was on my way to Wal-Mart to pickup a few groceries and I just made up my mind that I was going to do it. I bought 2 pots and some tropical hibiscus and then some geraniums for my window box. I can't believe how easy it was. I'm already having thoughts of what I'm gonna do around the mailbox. Wonders never cease. I'm just waiting on a call from Better Homes & Garden.

Burnt Slap Up

Do ya'll remember when Jennifer Love Hewitt got locked in that tanning bed in I Know What You Did Last Summer? Wait, it could have been I Still Know What You Did Last Summer... Anyway, it was one of those. Well, ever since I saw that scene, I have had disturbing thoughts. Not that someone would lock me in a tanning bed because frankly, that's absurd. More along the lines of "what if I fall asleep and the tanning bed doesn't shut off and I basically, well, fry???"

Ya'll, it happened, kind of. The tanning bed burnt me up and I'm in some serious pain. I was driving home from work Wednesday night and decided I would go tan. I haven't tanned since last summer. I know, I know.. it's not good for me but lets be honest, fat rolls just look better tan. For many reasons, I prefer to tan in the Mega Bed which is a good bit more powerful than just a regular bed.

I can get a fairly nice tan but because I have fair skin, green eyes, freckles, etc., I have to take it slow starting out at 5 minutes and build up to a whopping 15. I signed in, told the girl 5 minutes and hopped in the bed. I never fell asleep but obviously my mind wondered for awhile. All of a sudden I realized my skin was kind of tingling and it came to me that I had heard 3 complete songs since getting in the bed.

I jumped out of that bed so fast and the timer said it still had 6 minutes! She must have put it on 15 instead of 5. I woke up yesterday morning and my skin felt like it was on fire! It was even worse this morning. Note to self: Always check the timer before getting in the bed.

Love ya'll. Hope you have a great weekend!

Be still my heart

Something extrodinary happened to me 11 years ago today. I fell in love - real love -unconditional love. It was a feeling like no other.

April 22nd, 1998 was the day Tyler Wright Clark was born. I didn't get to see him right away because Mark and Sister were living in North Carolina at the time. Mom and Dad went first (obviously) while Del and I stayed in Bham to keep Credex going. Then it was our turn!

Ya'll, Tyler was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen! He just had this angelic look about him. I just wanted to hold him forever and stare at his beautiful, precious face. I loved and kissed on him and tried to memorize every part of his sweet self because I didn't know how long it would be before I saw him again.

But God had mercy on us and brought them back to Bham just a few (long, agonizing) months later. I was able to see him every single day and it was heavenly. He was about 6 months old when I got married and I remember being just beside myself on the way back from our honeymoon to get back and see him.

Tyler is becoming a young man which makes me happy and sad all at the same time. He makes a disgusted face now when I try to kiss him and he will probably be totally embarrassed if he reads this post. But I love him, unconditionally, and I will never stop. Happy Birthday Tyler!!!!