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Still celebrating.

“Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.”  ~Chili Davis

I had a birthday this weekend. I am now officially one year away from my mid-forties! Which just seems so crazy to me, since mentally I’m still pretty much about 18…or less, perhaps! (Do the math folks—that makes me 44. Or as I like to call it, The Year of the Double Fours.)

I shared my birthday with my family on my actual birthday day. It was lovely. An early supper at a seafood place near the beach. Walking on the beach with family. Taking crazy pics. And artsy fartsy pics. And ridiculous pics. Feasting on some Ben & Jerry’s. Then home to watch a movie. It was the perfect afternoon and evening.

My favorite moment of the day?



Look at the sand. Totally sweet, right? Can I get a collective “Awwww”??

And then there was, well, this:


And this sweetness right here:


The fun continued the following evening with a few of my crazier girlfriends. Let’s just say, there were enchiladas, margaritas and a full box of Depends undergarments—essential to any gathering where women of a certain age, or, women who have had children in their womb to destroy, er, shift their bladders, will be laughing their fool heads off for 5 hours. If you are one of said women, you will totally understand. Um, sorry, no pics.

I was blessed by so many cards, calls, texts, Facebook and Twitter posts and just feel so incredibly loved. It’s a nice feeling. And it’s humbling too.

Bring it on, Double Fours! I am ready!


Filed under Family, Gratitude

Dear Bigelow. Day 13

What will I do without you???Dear Bigelow Tea People,


Today, I am sad. You have made me sad.

I recently resurrected my hot tea addiction. Mainly, because I made a new friend who just moved back to the US from the UK and because all those Brits love them some hot tea. And I was feeling all British and inspired to revisit my love of tea. So, I ditched my dear friend Coffee (Sorry, Friend. It’s nothing personal. I do still love you.) and headed back on the hot tea wagon, to my pantry, and my box of Vanilla Almond tea.

You should know that I am no stranger to tea. I am a good Southern gal. And, as a good Southern gal,  I have a deep love and understanding of tea, mostly of the iced variety. Oh, and, of course, the sweet variety. Because, is there any other kind of iced tea? It flows in my veins, as it should all good Southerners. It’s as natural to me as Y’all and Bless Your Heart. But, my hot beverage of choice has been Coffee, lo, these last five years. That is until my recent foray back to hot tea, which I first fell in love with during our brief stint in the Midwest. Which is where I purchased my first box of your Vanilla Almond variety of tea, by the way. Oh, I made my way through many boxes of it before we moved back to the South. But one box had remained unopened in my cabinet since we moved here. Until about 3 weeks ago.

And since you so kindly individually package your tea bags (thank you very much for doing that, by the way), my Vanilla Almond was all nice and fresh when I opened that box which had travelled all the way across the county with me a few years ago.

But now, NOW, I am down to my last Vanilla Almond tea bag! Over the last few days, as I saw that I was running low, I looked for this yumminess at my local grocers. It was NOWHERE. So what did I do? What any techno savvy girl would do…I took to the internet.

Much to my dismay, I discovered that <GASP!> you have discontinued my favorite flavor! How could you??! I mean, I realize that this lone box of tea has been in my pantry for all this time and that if I had truly been faithful in my hot tea drinking, I might have known this in time to say, stock up like one of those crazy disaster-prep people stocks up their bomb shelter. And then I would have oh, maybe 30 or 40 boxes at my disposal, but that is beside the point!

But I digress.

The point is this: what am I to do now? Is there some sort of  Tea Black Market where I can purchase My Precious? And don’t even try to sell me on that Vanilla Chai or Vanilla Caramel or French Vanilla mess! Nope. No way.

I guess I should be thankful that I made a new friend, who rekindled my love of tea—and I am. I guess I should be thankful for the time I had you, Vanilla Almond—oh, I am! You were a good friend. Warming and comforting to the end. Maybe one day, I will find another to love, but until then, farewell, and I will slowly savor my last cup.

Thanks for the memories, Vanilla Almond.


I forgive you, Bigelow. I guess I will be okay.

But if you ever decide to resurrect Vanilla Almond, hook a sister up, okay?

With Affection,

Joell <tear sniff dab>

“Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea! How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.”
~ Sydney Smith, A memoir of the Rev. Sydney Smith


Filed under 30 Days of Thankfulness, Humor

Fun at the Four-Way

So yesterday, I got cursed out by an old dude driving a truck. Ironically, he looked a good bit like Santa.

Things that make you go, “Hmm.”

I know! It was rather disturbing.

According to Emma, this seems to happen at regular intervals. Really? I guess I hadn’t really kept count. She reminded me that I had been flipped off and/or sworn at before. At the four-way stop.

Oh, the accursed four-way stop!

Four-way stop

Photo via 9GAG

South Carolina, in my personal experience, is (in)famous for their four-way stops. I find them kind of annoying and feel that there are just way too many of them. Are the DOT people just too lazy to put in a stop light? Or is it because they are too cheap? It’s hard to say. But it seems to me like everyone is sitting there at their own personal stop sign, waiting for the next person to go.

You go. No, really, you go. Okay, I’m going. Wait. No, YOU go….It’s like some weird game of chicken. Only no one seems to know the rules.

Except me. <wink>

Yesterday, at one of our most famous four-ways here in Cackalacky, I was under the impression that it was my turn to go, but apparently the old dude in the big honkin’ Ford F-350 disagreed. So, as he blew on through the intersection he shook his head at me and mouthed some ugly words…yes, I could tell what he said, though I won’t repeat it here. Ford F-350 trumps The Edge every time, so I gladly allowed him to go on his not-so merry way.

I just want to know why people are so uptight and cranky. And what is their hurry?? I tell my kids all the time, you are NEVER in so much of a hurry that you need to drive like <insert your favorite NASCAR driver’s name here—I usually go with Dale Earnhardt for some reason, which is not good, because, bless his heart, he is no longer with us>…that is, unless you have a pregnant woman about to give birth or someone bleeding profusely in your car, in which case you should have called 911 anyway. So again, there is no need to drive like a bat out of hell. Slow Down, People!


What have we learned here? 1. Four-way stops are dumb. 2. Be very suspicious of old Santa-looking dudes who drive big honkin’ trucks.

Moving on.

December rolls crazily along here. I am looking very much forward to the break (Come on, December 16th!) where we can relax and enjoy the sights, the sounds and the joys of the season and celebrate Jesus and family. Meanwhile, we try to finish up school work, scurry to band concerts, get the tree up and finish our shopping.

I am thankful for every bit of it!

“Tradition: sit with husband in a room lit only by tree lights and remember that our blessings outnumber the lights.  Happy Christmas to all.”  ~Betsy Cañas Garmon, www.wildthymecreative.com


Filed under Random Silliness, The 'Hood