I'm Such a Good Wife, Really

It's Saturday night at 8:08 and I have just agreed to watch the 1958 Colts-Giant game on ESPN.
Yes, the 1958 black and white game.
What's that, hubs?
Oh, excuse me. It seems someone has painstakingly added color.
Well...isn't that special?
What?
Oh, kickoff is about to happen--50 years ago.

See you after the game in 2008,

Jan

A Few of My Favorite Things

My favorite Santa I painted years ago--preBIFOCAL days.

In honor of my favorite December 17 wedding anniversary.

Santa busy at work cutting trees.

Busy elves hanging out by my favorite clock. When I was growing up Mom always put these two elves by the clock on our mantel. I think they are Snap, Crackle and/or Pop.

My favorite Husband and my favorite dog.

My favorite handmade stockings which resulted in BIFOCALS. Yes, I cross-stitched these suckers by hand. Did I mention that I made these BY HAND?

My favorite Starbucks--right on the corner.

My favorite angel and my cute junior.

Look who decorated the tree this year! Oh how quickly my favorite sons have grown.

Now it's off to catch some zzzzzzzzz's in my favorite bed.

Goodnight,

Jan

What's Wrong with this Picture?

What can I say? Ozzie thinks he's the alpha human...

Jan

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving to my Bloggity Buddies. Our day was filled with lots of food, food and more food. I cooked for two days and loved every minute of it! I always the Thanksgiving china that I inherited from my precious mother. It's Friendly Village and I use it everyday until Christmas and then I switch to my Lenox Christmas china. (shoulda ironed the tablecloth)

Jan and Hubs. Hmm...I believe I'm retaining a little H2O...or too much pie, perhaps?

And, VOILA! My three men, hence the name: threemenandamom :)

And of course, Ozzie. He's not quite sure if he should sit, stay or go. Of course having a manhand wrapped around your throat makes the "stay" command a pleasure.What a wonderful holiday. We ended the evening with a round of Spades. Bill and Joe get bragging rights until we play again. Hubs and I just couldn't get it together. Bill had to be at work at 5:00 a.m. today, Bless His Heart, so he went to bed early. Both boys will work off and on through the weekend while I start dragging out the Christmas decorations.

But for today, I plan to stay in my recliner and watch Joan Crawford movies on TCM all day. I have a quilt I'm trying to finish for a special niece that was born two months ago. (oops)

Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

Blessings,

Jan

And the Winner Is...

Congratulations, Bellah! You won the $10 Sonic Card, bless your heart. If you will send your mailing address to my email I'll get it in the mail tomorrow.

Thanks to the other southern belles and (dare I write it?) fellow REDNECKS for playing along.

I'm headed to the church to help with Blessing Baskets today. I'm sure my dogs will be barkin' and I'll be petered out but it will be worth it. Catch you on the flipflop.

Blessings!
Jan

Tell Me I'm Not a Redneck, Please? Someone?

Okay...I checked out a book from the library this week on Southern expressions. I am using it for my second book. The description of the book also had the word REDNECK in it. I sat down last night with a cup of hot chocolate and promptly blew some out of my nose because I USE AT LEAST HALF OF THESE EXPRESSIONS ON A DAILY BASIS...

Oh my stars! I read them out loud to Hubs and he just shook his head. All this time I thought I was a southern gal, a Texan, an Arkansan--just pick one. But never a REDNECK...

Leave a comment if you are familiar with any of these. I am giving away a TEN DOLLAR SONIC CARD for those who comment. (only one of course...and it will be a random pick, I promise)


bleedin' like a stuck pig (quite hurt)

I'll clean your plow or I'll clean your clock (I'm going to kill you, son) not really...

come unglued (pretty upset)

diddly squat (none)

that dog won't hunt (that's not going to work)

petered out (tired)

my dogs are barkin' (my feet hurt)

punkin (term of affection)

shoog (term of affection)

youngin' (kid)

so mad I could spit (I don't think I have to explain this one)

this ain't my first rodeo ( I've done this before) ((let me just say that mothers of teenage sons say this quite often, yessirree))

and my sons' personal favorite: I'm headed to THE Wal-mart. Yes, I put "the" in front of everything...THE Sonic. THE Malco, THE Taco Bell

Gotta go. We're headed out to THE Marketplace for supper.

Blessings,
Jan

Hurry Up and Wait

I went out on a limb this week. I sent my manuscript to an agent. I may not breathe for six long weeks...

The crazy thing is that I've been sitting on this thang for months. Friends and relatives have read it. An editor friend has read it. Heck, I'd ask Ozzie for his opinion if he could read. (by the way he's been licking my feet for 9 minutes...I'm not kidding...NINE MINUTES...Hubs can verify this) But, back to the point of my latest random bloggable moment: I realized my problem this summer but I'm just now acting on it: I don't want the rejection letters.

I mean, how many of us wake up everyday and think, "Gee whiz, Oz, maybe I'll get rejected again today! Yoohoo!"

Of course we don't. But some rejection is inevitable, right? Lucky for us, we're never rejected by our Heavenly Father. Can I get amen, Kim? Patti? Georgia Jan?

So...I put on my big girl pants yesterday and starting writing my second book. Perhaps a best seller? Probably not, but it's great fun and fantastic therapy for this near empty nester. Oh yeah, and there's no sex or violence in my book. Just lots of southern fun in a small Texas town. (okay, Ozzie just stopped licking...it's been 14 minutes...seriously...this dog has some serious issues)

Have a good week my four or five readers.

Blessings,
Jannie