Wordless Wednesday - Halloween Costumes {W/ Linky}

My Beautiful Vampire and Handsome Dinosaur (trial run of costumes headed to a Trunk or Treat) 

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Social Stack Up Blog Hop {Co-Host}

Welcome to the first ever Social Stack Up Blog Hop! I'm happy to be co-hosting the very first one!

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Social Stack Up Rules:

1. Please follow me and the amazing co-hosts.

2. Grab a Social Stack Up button to display somewhere on your page

3. Share this hop with your friends! The more people who know about the hop, the more friends we can all make.

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Host: 

Michelle from Michelle's Pixie Dust

Co-Hosts:

Stacey from Glued to My Crafts

Tricia from Today with the Tennerys

Myranda from Pretty Living

Stephanie from How Many Frogs

Sarah from Life in A Break Down

Brandi from Cupcakes and Curves

Terri from Rambling Momma

Ruth from Not So Super Scottish Mummy

Alabama Renaissance Faire

Sunday, my daughter and I decided to venture out of the house that has kept us so confined and sick lately.  What is there to do?  Well, this weekend was the Renaissance Faire in none other than Florence, Alabama.  Which is about five minutes away...  I had only been a few times and that was way back, probably when I was in high school.  My daughter had never been and was super excited to go.  Her friend, Jessica, also had never been, so we set out to have fun at the Faire.


Once we got there we saw a gentleman play an entire song with water glasses, and I don't mean the ones you may have seen that have about eight glasses, this guy had about thirty different glasses.  It was amazing at that.  What did I realize?  I didn't bring my camera!  I know, shocking, the photographer with no camera.  I really have to stop doing that.  The outfits where amazing and at every turn there were people "acting" out parts.  One lady was covered in dirt and was crawling on her knees with a bowl asking for "oms for the poor."  The girls were a little freaked out and I had to explain to them, that's how things were in the Renaissance time.  These people were committed to playing the roles.


As we got closer and closer to the King's Tent, we saw where they were having "trials" and punishments.  I realized I knew the gentleman who was performing and the next time he was looking for the next "rule breaker" I pointed to my daughter, Lyssa, and he quickly took to getting her up in front of everyone to put her head in the "Stocks"  Now my daughter is quite strong so it did take two grown men to get her up there, but they got her.   I snapped a few pictures with my camera.

Threatening our friend Josh

Excitement with Ellyssa - First Report Card of 5th Grade

Her FIRST report card in the 5th Grade!  We are on the right track!

Wordless Wednesday - Slumber Party {W/ Linky}

My children passed out on the couch

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I Was PUNKED! And You Can Do It Too!

Ok, so yeah, I may be under gullible in the dictionary, but oh well.  Some things in my life I question, some things I just don't.  Maybe it DOES matter who it comes from.  I received a text last night from a good friend that I totally trust!

This is the text and my response

I never even questioned it, or why it had a North Carolina number for that matter.  My heart began to race.  What could I do?  So, I called the number...  To hear the Justice Department tell me I failed to appear for Jury Duty.  NO WAY!  I could have sworn I got out of that.  I had my son's speech therapist fill out all the paper work and they faxed it and they told me I was clear.  My blood pressure was rising every second.  Option 1: $500 Fine  Option 2: 30 days in jail.  At this point I was almost crying and I had it on speaker for my husband to hear and he started talking, so I couldn't hear anymore and had to call back.

Let's just say I sent this text on to a few select people.  And only ONE questioned that the number was not from Alabama.  Go ahead, have some fun and call the number.  I'd advise calling it from a cell phone or somewhere that won't charge long distance fees.  It was cute :)

I Love My Online Friends 'GFC' Hop- {Co-Host}

This week I am pleased to be co-hosting the I Love My Online Friends 'GFC' Hop.  Let's get this party started...

Welcome to another week of the I Love My Online Friends 'GFC' Hop. 

Last week we had 157 link ups. Thank you to everyone who joined in and hopped along with us. For more info on the hop and guest hosting, please read HERE.

Well, are you ready? Let's go hopping! 

RULES FOR THE HOP 

1. Please follow your host and the fab five on Google Friend Connect (GFC). 

Tami @ The Things We Find Inside 

Camille @ Crazy Mama 

Asilia @ Reasons to Procrastinate 

Tricia @ Today with the Tennerys 

Jessica @ Dream Catcher Baby 

Liz @ The Blue Eyed Owl 

2. Link up your homepage and start hopping around. Remember, this is a blog hop, you've gotta do some hopping in order for it to truly be worth your time. When you get a new follower it's always nice to return the favour. Visit their blogs, leave them a comment and/or return the follow. 

3. You are not required to, but it would be great if you could tweet/like/pin/share this post and/or grab the button and share it on your blog. The more people that see this hop, the more blogs for us to visit and the more followers we gain.

Thanks and Happy Hopping! 

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"You Eat Fish at a Fish Fry"

Trying to figure out what we were going to do today, other than take family pictures, our friends invited us to a church fish fry.  Well, I'm very picky and as odd as it sounds, I only eat fish from Captain D's.  I know I know, I live right by the river, but it tastes icky.  My husband, on the other hand, only eats it from Long John Silver.  So, as for us going to a fish fry, well it was a bit unlikely.  Well, our friends wanted us to go and we were thinking about it.  I decided that we would go and my husband looked at me with a serious face and asked, "Are you going to eat fish?"  I looked at him and he says, "You know it is a fish fry, that's what they do at those things, is eat fish."  Apparently thinking maybe I thought we were going fishing or going to throw fish at each other  I mean what on Earth did he think I thought a fish fry was?  The seriousness on his face was so serious that I just burst out laughing.  I just had to share one of our little conversations, I mean the things hat come out of my families mouths are unreal.  We ended up not going, but the conversation was great.

Anti-Bullying Month, Rachel's Challenge, and Autism Awareness on my Heart

As most of you know, October is anti-bullying month is America.  Bullying has become a BIG problem in our schools and on our playgrounds.  Sure, bullying has been around forever, but with TV, magazines, and social media these day, things have gotten out of hand.  Things were said to me while I was growing up but at the time I had "thick skin."  I didn't let it bother me, never came home crying or hid in my room.  Things that were said seem to bother me more now as an adult than they ever did then.  Others aren't so lucky.  It's more severe in a lot of cases.  And in some of those cases, the children don't tell anyone.  Don't go to someone for help or just to talk.  Some children resort to taking their own lives, or taking other's lives, and in most cases, not the life of the bully, as in Rachel's case.

Rachel Scott wasn't a bully, in fact was just the opposite, but it didn't stop her death in the Columbine Shootings.  Yesterday, my daughter and the rest of the 5th grade at McBride Elementary walked to the high school for a program about Rachel's Challenge.  "Momma I cried." she said when she got in the car yesterday afternoon.  "It was so sad, kids can be so mean."  I said, "I know baby, I'm sorry," in a low voice kind of holding my head down, as to not let her know that things can be bad.  All the way home she told me everything about the Challenge and every video they watched and even about Rachel's brother, the one that heard the shots that took his sister's life.  The school had a program for the parents at 7 o'clock last night, but I just couldn't bring myself to go.  Why?  You may ask.  Well, I have been holding on to something that happened at our last football game on Thursday night.

Wordless Wednesday - Extreme Bed Head {w/ linky}

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The Tennerys Go to the Pumpkin Patch - Isbell's Pumpkin Farm

Year after year, my daughter went to "the pumpkin patch" on school field trips.  She seemed to always have fun.  When our son was born we decided to go as a family.  This would be extra special because our daughter was now in 3rd grade and that would be the first year that she didn't go with the school.  I looked up directions and thought of how much fun it would be to go as a family.  After driving all the way out to the country, this Momma was one unimpressed person.  Now, I'm not going to name the Pumpkin Patch because I don't want to put them down in any way.  It was cute, in a very young child type of way.  When I mentioned it to my daughter and asked if she really had fun there each year, she replied, "no, the school stopped going here, we go to a big one in Athens."  Wow, so at that moment I thought of two things.  1. I'm a bad mom because I obviously don't read permission slips before I sign and send money.  2. What a waste that I didn't read it and brought us here.  Oh well, we live and learn and still had some family time.

Flash forward two years later and there is a new pumpkin patch in town and it's Isbell's Pumpkin Patch.  Our friends' church (the church Lyssa has been attending) was headed to the new pumpkin patch Saturday with the youth.  Of course I had to check it out and take my Lil Man.

Wordless Wednesday - My arm is stuck

yes this is the elephant toy that you put a ball in and air blows the ball out the nose, well the batteries are dead, so the ball didn't pop back out, so he stuck his arm in the get the ball...

Wordless Wednesday Link-Up #3

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One Lovely Blog Award

Wow!  People like me, they really like me!  Can it be that I now enjoy writing?  Something I really grew up disliking...  Well, yes and no.  I LOVE writing about my family and LOVE reading blogs about other people's families, but as for writing for school.  No, I will never like it.  I mean the whole "tell them what you are going to tell them, then tell them, then tell them what you told them,"  is NOT real life.  Even when you get into the business world and read the most eloquently written e-mail or business proposals, that's just not the way it is, but it is the way it is until after college.  With my blog, I am carefree and can write the way I want to, in any sporadic way that it comes out.  People either like it or they don't and by judging from all my blog followers, they seem to like it.

This brings me to the reason for this post; I got a blog award.  This one was bestowed on me by That Suburban Momma.com.  Check her out sometime.  She has only been blogging a little over a month and has the knack for writing.  I'm actually going to try to sit down and schedule some blogging time into my day.  My children amaze me daily, AJ with his sign language and now with words, and Lyssa, with her determination to achieve everything that she sets her mind to.  I mean, there is SO much in my life that I can really be down about; ie. my dad's health, our finances, my son's autism diagnosis, just everyday struggles, but instead I look to Him and say, "Thank you for allowing me more time with my dad, thank you for blessing me with the most amazing children, thank you for waking each any every one of my friends and family this morning."  I have learned in the last few months that life really is what YOU make it.  When we stop looking at the negative, we really can see ALL the positives that we are blessed with.

On to my award :)