For Bethany...

...her favorite bedtime book is coming to the Big Screen. (Save this one for me, Bessie Lou!)

Wordless (Wacky Weather) Wednesday.

Because Russell said my blog needed a new post.

Happy 50th birthday, Kirsten!

I think it's so funny that you and Barbie were both in 1959...and Midge and I were both born in 1963.

I'll be at your house around 9:00 for the big birthday trip to San Angelo,
Midge

P.S. As much as I love you, I'm totally ditching you and your family once we hit Cactus Books...

You're welcome, Texas!

Want to know what finally ended the drought and gave us rain last night & today? Because, for the first time anyone can remember, I spent $12 getting my car washed yesterday. Yeah.

Y'all are welcome. Guess I should've taken it to Rainbow two months ago...

Oh, well. Here's a helpful video to distract me from the spots and splashes and streaks all over my newly-washed car (and it wasn't all ashes...I'm convinced the fresh wash is the only reason it passed inspection needing only two license plate bulbs!):

Happy Birthday, Houston!

May you always greet your house guests in unusual ways! May you always be a good big brother to the two little sisters who adore you...and may God bless you always.

Tattoo!

Got the DVD of the Scottish Military Tattoo last night from Adel-not-Abdel. :-)

You only enjoyed a little *taste* of the Edinburgh Tattoo with the video above...so maybe it's time to buy your plane tickets now for Scotland's HUGE Homecoming festival this summer!

A little too far? Little too expensive? The largest tattoo in the U.S. is held each year in Virginia! Details here. (Mom and Dad, this is only hours from you, and I'm *begging you* to drive to Norfolk for this...BEGGING you!)

Phone FAIL.

Please enjoy last night's Communication Breakdown! Here is an actual phone call from last night:

me: "Hello?"

caller: "Hello! Kristy?"

me: "Yes, this is Kristy."

caller, with slight Middle Eastern accent: "Do you know who this is?"

me: "I have no idea. Oh...hold on...is this Abdel?"

caller: "Yes!"

me: "Oh, listen--I want to THANK YOU for that meatball soup! I packed it and took it up to school for my lunch today, and it was simply DELICIOUS! I can't believe you made that from scratch!"

caller, hesitantly: "Oo-kaaaay. Hey, are you going to be at bagpipe practice tomorrow night?"

me: "Yeah, I was planning on it."

caller: "Great. I'll have those DVDs for you."

me: "Oh, I already have the DVD. It's sitting right here on my dresser! I guess Karen must have slipped it into my room."

caller, after a long pause: "You already have the DVDs we talked about last week?"

me, after another long pause: "Is this Abdel?"

caller: "Yes. Adel!"

me: "We discussed some DVDs last week?"

caller: (silence)

me: "Hold on. A-del? Not AB-del? Oh, this is Dr. ----?"

caller: "Yes! Adel -----!"

me: "Oh, dear! Oh, how embarrassing! I thought you were ABDEL! Well, no wonder this conversation didn't make any sense. You probably thought I'd lost my mind...making me soup and whatnot. Oh, how funny!"

caller, clearly convinced he has dialed a lunatic: "Okay. Well. I'll have those Scottish videos for you tomorrow. See you then. Perhaps we'll discuss a change in your meds."

(Okay, he didn't say that last part...but I could hear him thinking it...)

And since we're on the subject, here's a tie FAIL for your enjoyment: