Tuesday, September 28, 2010

#31 - Check! Amazing Maize Maze

From my 101 in 1001 list, #31 - Go through a corn maze - Check!

On Saturday my nieces Lindsay and Lori came over for some quality Aunt Lacey, Uncle John and cousin Tuna time. And some not so quality cousin Reese time - he may have bit Lindsay - but he didn't mean it, honest! They came over for a sleepover party since their parents went out to dinner to celebrate their anniversary alone...the nerve of them to not want to take these two little angels with them!?

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But I'm glad they let us have them because for 1 - I ♥ them and 2 - they helped me knock something of my 101 list! A win-win!

John and I took them to a corn maze that I have been to several times before. It was the first time I've been able to convince John to go and shockingly he actually liked it!

Lindsay and Lori were beyond THRILLED to go to the maze and could hardly contain their excitement when we were finally on our way.
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(They even sleep just alike!)

Once we got there they perked up a little. And then I decided that some caffeine was needed to pep them (and me) up so a Coke was purchased and that seemed to do the trick!

We made our way through the seven acres of maze and made it out in one hour and 26 minutes. You go into the maze with a blank map divided into twelfths. There are 12 mailboxes located in the maze and each mailbox has a puzzle piece in it. If you can find all 12 puzzle pieces you will have a complete map of the maze.
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At first we just let Lindsay and Lori make all of the decisions, but John eventually took the lead and became our fearless leader. Look how confident he looked finding our way...
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...while us girls had a photo shoot instead:
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After 1 hour and 26 minutes we stumbled upon the exit of the maze with only 10 of the 12 puzzle pieces found. But, we were a hungry bunch so we decided to skip those last 2 pieces and go eat instead. 

But not before we got a "family" picture on the exit bridge!
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Can't wait to do it again next year!

Thursday, September 23, 2010

What My Brain Sounds Like

Ever wonder what it would sound like to hear someone else's thoughts? Humor me & just say yes.

Well, my brain tends to go on crazy tangents with one semi-sensible thought leading to the next semi-related thought, and so on. I hope that I'm not the only one with a brain that ticks this way...tell me yours is the same, please??

But regardless, this was a snippet of my brain activity today. It took my fastiest fastest typing fingers to keep up with one thought after another...and this was all within 10 minutes or so...

You know in movies how if the narrator is narrating the character's thoughts, that the voice is all echoey-like like if they were sitting on a toilet when they narrated that part? You might want to read this with that echoey bathroom voice in mind to give it the full effect. Just a thought.
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I'm from the south y'all. I'm southern enough to say y'all , but not so much to say reckon, tarnation or varmint. Feel like you are gettin' a handle on my southerness?

I don't think I have much of an accent. But, I'm sure some people would tell me differently. Apparently when placing my lunch order a couple of weeks ago, I asked for cornbread and really southernized coooornbread. Hey, it happens to the best of us.

And just so you non-southerners know, a toboggan is a hat worn in winter, and the fizzy stuff you drink is called soda.



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Speaking of soda, Dr. Pepper is my favorite. It's my drink of choice to wake me up on days where waking doesn't happen as naturally as I'd like to. Especially since I still haven't made friends with Mr. Coffee.

Dr. Pepper is the combination of all of the best flavors all rolled into one super satisfying drink. 23 flavors, to be exact. And those knock off store brands aren't bad - Dr. Perfect, Dr. Thunder, etc. - but I'm thinking they are lacking 5-6 of those 23 key flavors.

Many times I have gone into a restaurant thinking that I would like something other than Dr. Pepper to drink, but when the time comes to request my drink I am so rehearsed into saying 'Dr. Pepper' that I do just that and forget! D'oh!

& finally, the best Dr. Pepper most definitely comes in a can, not a bottle.
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I used to have a "friend" (I say "friend" 'cause he was more of a friend-of-a-friend type) that drove around in his old Blazer using a Dr. Pepper bottle as his pretend gear shift. His Blazer was an automatic.

I'm not sure if he was ashamed that he was a young 20-something and he didn't have the fast, manual transmissioned sports car like so many of our other friends had, or what. All I know is that he had a permanent empty Dr. Pepper bottle that stayed in his cup holder that he used as a pretend gear shift. I'm not sure if he had taped a pretend clutch into his floorboard or not. All I know is that as the automatic transmission went from gear to gear, his Dr. Pepper bottle was simultaneously locked into each gear as well. I wonder if he could even drive a stick, or if it was all just a facade.
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I can't. Drive a stick, that is. I get the logic; I understand the basics. But, when it comes to actually putting those basics into action, I get all flustered. I'm such a logic-minded person that it doesn't make sense to me how I can clearly understand how something needs to happen and yet I still cannot do it. Therefore, the only shifting I do is on a keyboard.

Once, I was waiting for my then-boyfriend John to come out of work and for whatever reason I was sitting in the driver's seat of his manual-transmissioned Eagle Talon. I was in a parking deck and thought I might finally get the chance to learn how to drive a manual since I was all by myself. (I seem to learn better when peeps aren't looking at me and telling me what to do!) So, I decided I'd back out of the parking spot and make a loop and pick John up at the elevator when he came out.

I was never even able to back out of the space. I slid over to the passenger seat and accepted defeat and told no one of my failed attempt...until now.
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& speaking of failed attempts - this is my failed attempt at ending this with something witty or something even remotely related to my other random thoughts.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

101 in 1001


Perhaps you've already seen this around the blogosphere, but you haven't seen it here. I figured that I like bands AND wagons, so why not, right?

Starting today I'm going to to try and meet 101 goals in 1001 days. I am not a great goal keeper, so we'll see how this goes. Plus, I have built in a penalty (eek! see #36) for each goal I don't meet so maybe that will keep me motivated.

And if you want to do one too (and help me complete #98), then just let me know and I'll direct you to this site which might help you come up with some goals of your own.

Start Date: September 14, 2010

End Date: June 11, 2013

Items completed: 17/101

1. Read 101 books (12/101). (I,)
2. Volunteer.
3. Cook dinner at least once a week for 3 months (2/12).
4. Take 1001 photos in 1001 days (1001/1001).
5. Get a pedicure.
6. Spend an entire day in pajamas.
7. Try 10 new foods (1/10). (I, )
8. Have breakfast in bed.
9. Make breakfast in bed for someone.
10. Eat at 10 local restaurants I've never eaten at before (5/10). (I, )
11. Take a trip for our anniversary.
12. Visit a state I've never been to before.
13. See a Broadway show.
14. See a show by Cirque de Soleil.
15. Go to the movies 10 times (1/10).
16. Watch the sun rise.
17. Watch the sun set.
18. Get a massage.
19. Take a bubble bath.
20. See the oral surgeon about my wisdom teeth.
21. Publish at least 101 blog posts. (61/101)
22. Have at least 10 real date nights. (0/10)
23. Spend an entire day without turning on the computer / no internet.
24. Bake cookies from scratch.
25. Carve a pumpkin.
26. Go on a picnic.
27. Go to at least 5 concerts (0/5).
28. Win something.
29. Participate in a charity run/walk.
30. Visit 5 places in the NC region I've never been to before (0/5).
31. Go through a corn maze.
32. Replace all the broken blinds in our house.
33. Learn to identify all 50 states on the map and their capitals.
34. Watch 5 movies that won the Academy Award for Best Picture. (0/5).
35. Splurge on something nice for myself.
36. Donate $5 to charity for every challenge not met.
37. Make the on-time train every day for 2 weeks.
38. Move to a bigger house.
39. Collect all spare change until the last day of this project.
40. Visit Charleston.
41. Get parents’ home videos transferred to DVD.
42. See a drive-in movie.
43. Have a baby.
44. See a movie in 3-D.
45. Build a snowman.
46. Host a game night with friends.
47. Take pictures in a photo booth.
48. Learn 5 constellations.
49. Go to a fair.
50. Go to a theme park I haven’t been to before.
51. Get my legs waxed.
52. Upgrade to the latest iPhone.
53. Go camping with a group of friends.
54. Go to a haunted house.
55. Give a homeless person food.
56. Put away $10 for every goal completed.
57. Dress up for Halloween.
58. Use our fondue pot.
59. Have no soda for one month.
60. Get a bike.
61. Watch 50 movies on IMDB’s top 250. (0/50)
62. Become 100% credit card debt free.
63. Get my car windows tinted.
64. Have at least 50 blog followers. (50/50)
65. Bring my lunch 4 days of the week for an entire month.
66. Find, get, and like a new hairstyle.
67. Go out and play pool one night.
68. Go to the U.S. National Whitewater Center.
69. Exercise 3 days a week for a 4 continuous weeks.
70. Try 5 new cupcake recipes out of my “Cupcakes! From The Cake Mix Doctor” book. (2/5) (I, )
71. Take 5 more photography classes. (1/5)
72. Finish my picture scanning project.
73. Visit New York City.
74. Get new [matching] kitchen appliances.
75. Beat Super Mario Galaxy II.
76. Take pictures of each item as it is completed in the 101 list.
77. Take a day trip to the mountains in the fall.
78. Go to a parade.
79. Attend the midnight premiere of a movie.
80. Rent and watch an entire season of a TV show on a lazy weekend.
81. Go swimming in our neighborhood pool 5 times. (0/5)
82. Use another round of Crest White Strips.
83. Type, print and organize all recipes into a notebook.
84. Fix all of the “broken” clothes in my closet: missing buttons, broken hems, etc.
85. Go to a zoo.
86. Go to the mountains to cut down our own Christmas tree.
87. Do something with the wedding pictures – prints, photobook, etc.
88. Go to a festival of some sort that I haven’t been to before.
89. Buy a canvas and paint a piece of artwork.
90. Go canoeing.
91. Make my Christmas cards one year.
92. Babysit each of siblings’ kids so they can have a free night alone. (2/5)
93. Buy a sewing machine, Cricut cutting machine, or some other crafty machine.
94. Go to a movie alone.
95. Buy a digital video camera.
96. Buy a new lens for my camera.
97. Start a new tradition.
98. Inspire someone else to make a 101 in 1001 list for themselves.
99. Make a piƱata.
100. Have professional pictures taken.
101. Complete a 365-day photo challenge. (19/365)

Wish me luck!

Welcome to the World, Wyatt


elcome, Wyatt! We have been Waiting on you! Way to go choosing a Monday instead of say, a Wednesday to join us...I definitely Wanted that extra day to my Weekend by staying out of Work. We Wuv you already!

And now I'll introduce Wyatt to the WWW because that is What We do in the year 2010 - you Wiggle your Way out of the Womb, get Wrapped up in a White blankie, and before you are even one day old, the World bears Witness to your adorable face and Welcomes you as if you Were their own.


Which, if Mommy and Daddy aren't careful, this White girl might just Whip you up and take you home With me. Who can blame me?

No, no...no Weeping Wyatt. I take it back...

...I Won't take you from your new Wonderful Wittle family.

Big Whopping congratulations to my baby brother Colt and his love, Racheal for their new journey. And congrats to baby Wyatt for Winding up With a family that has so many people to love you.

(and no Worries, Wyatt, there are even a lot more people Where they came from that you have yet to meet!)

And, Was it really any surprise or coincidence that the letter you must use to make a heart symbol in that collage above Was a "W"? It's just a sign that you are loved, Wee little one!

Thursday, September 9, 2010

He's On A Hair Plan

Just to do a quick update on Patrick's hair situation, since I know you all have been on the edges of your seats waiting on it...

He did get his hair cut at a salon near our office. After much coercing from Katie & I (the "coworkers that care"), we did get him to finally make his appointment. It took even more coercing to get him to take the printed blog post with him so that the stylist would know exactly what he wanted and how Reagan suggested he achieve that. He argued that he felt silly, but finally obliged. I mean, his instant fame from Reagan's blog got a lot of positive feedback including a marriage proposal! Who was he to let the people down?

These were taken on the same day of the cut - so salon styled:


His excuse: he informed us that he is on a multi-step hair plan so not to expect the full results just yet.

It's better, but not exactly what I was expecting. I'm too ashamed to send these results to Reagan just yet, so I'm waiting to see the full results of the plan his stylist has him on. To me, she just trimmed it a bit and thinned it, but all I really see is shorter hair over his ears. He still even has the unfortunate swoopy-doop on the sides - it's just shorter with a couple of ill-placed bangs. But the top is growing out (a la Bradley Cooper) he says, so not to worry.

But, Patrick was quite pleased with his visit to a real salon. He's feeling good about his hair...although that isn't saying too much because he thought he had pretty darn awesome hair before. He was actually feeling so confident that day that he wanted to model his Arnold Palmer drink in hopes of getting an advertising or modeling deal with them. & yes, he's totally serious.


What do you think? Am I judging the "plan" too harshly? Am I stomping on his hopes and dreams of becoming an Arnold Palmer drink model? Does the swoopy-doopiness bother you or is it just me?
Here's hoping to even better results from phase 2 of the hair plan!

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Memory Marathon: The First Few Miles

I spent a good part of my day Friday working on my marathon - a marathon of the picture-scanning type. It turned out to be pretty darn educational. & what kind of blogger would I be if I didn't enlighten the readers with my newly acquired knowledge, eh? (I'm not Canadian, but I like using eh, eh?)

So, prepare to be enlightened.

1. First, I learned that if it wasn't for photo quality and clothing/fashion changing over the decades, I would have a pretty hard time distinguishing between these 3 people.

Those 3 pictures are of 3 different people, and only two of them are twins. The other is their mother. I rhyme in my free time.

2. I then learned that's it is possible to for me be scared by a giant animatronic Tyrannosaurus Rex on three different occasions within 2 years of each other. I feel validated though because my friend Tracey and my brother Colt were also pretty frightened, as well as some other strangers in our cars it seems.


3. I learned that not only did my family single-handedly keep Olan Mills in business, but also the fact that my Daddy preferred to wear his shades in his Olan Mills photo shoots. I mean, since he frequented the place as often as he did, he probably became pretty famous around there. Meaning, he had to wear his shades to disguise himself from the Olan Mills paparazzi.


4. I learned - well, actually my suspicions were confirmed - that I am the least athletic person in my family. While my sisters, brother, and even nephews participated in countless seasons of baseball, cheerleading, and soccer, I only participated in ONE season of cheerleading. And I'm sure I klutzed my way through that one season too.

I guess since I got the good looks, they all had to get something.



5. And finally, I learned that global warming is obviously a load of crap. (Not that I didn't already know that.) But, just to prove it to you, here I am one Christmas visiting Santa and I'm wearing a skirt without leggings or tights underneath...meaning it was obviously pretty mild that December. I know it's not super cold in December in North Carolina, but I don't think it is skirt-wearing mild anymore.

I think I'm going to suggest to the media and the "environmentalists" that we are moving towards an Ice Age instead. Panic!


Do you now feel enlightened, eh?