My Birthday Day

     I slept in. I cooked a can of corned beef hash and scrambled some eggs for my momma and me. I did a little more laundry and was planning on watching my favorite soap "The Young & the Restless" but stupid tennis was on CBS.

     My niece Serina works part-time at Harvest Foods and gets to make cakes and cupcakes in the Bakery. She bought me a cake and ice cream.

Here she is taking a picture of my cake but I beat her to it.

Serina did this herself.

She even bought me some birthday cake icecream.

   










     But later, I got a surprise from my wonderful husband. He is late coming in from his full-time job. He called to let me know he was on the way and that I should guess what we gotta do.

     I "Being the mind reader I am" tell him "No!"

     When he gets home, I asked why he even stopped by the shop. He said he needed to get some supplies but I didn't believe him. He said that Robert (not his real name) wants us to do the college because the boys on the van can't do it. Now I really don't believe him.
    
     In case you don't know, I have this little 5 hour job once a week for extra spending money for me. I had asked the boss if I could be off because I am off from my full-time job this week. He had gladly agreed. So this was planned for? Right? Apparently I am wrong.

    Eugene told me Robert wanted us to do it Sunday. I was like "No! We'll do it tonight. I don't want to come back from our trip and have to work."

    So here I go to work on my Birthday. Halfway through I felt like a sucker. My husband planned this. The reason I say that is because I have been off all week I have done some rearranging furniture in our room. I was trying to put a dresser on top of this other dresser in a corner but I wouldn't fit.

    On the floor, in the way, was this thing wrapped up in a plastic bag with some newspaper. I had no clue what it was. It had been in our room on the floor in this spot for over six months. I was getting quite frustrated because this darn dresser wouldn't fit so I picked up this unknown object and gave it just a little drop in another place on the floor.  

     Whoops!  

     My wonderful husband is laying on the bed watching me. He hollared that I broke it. I didn't hear it crack but apparently it did. I opened it up to see that some peaces were broke around the top. It landed on its bottom. I don't know how that happened.

     "You owe me $25.00" he first said.

     I just kept on doing what I was doing and growing more frustrated that this dresser wouldn't fit into a space that it should.  Almost as soon as the twenty-five dollar amount came out of his mouth he increased the amount by ten dollars in his next breathe.

     "Yup, that cookie jar is fifty years old. You own me $35.00"

     Eugene had to go to work another part-time job that evening so when he came home the amount increased to $50.00. This was two days ago. so now with the amount being $50 for a couple of days he decided since it was my birthday that I should pay him $85 by giving me my part-time check I will get.
    
     

While I was cleaning toilets he was sitting down.

But he did help me mop.

     So that is what I did today. Eventhough I broke this supposedly fifty year old vase, he has broken things worth a lot more money.

     He bought this washing machine a long time ago for about $50.00 and he had to eat it. It did not work.

     I'm not totally sure I broke this cookie jar. And even if I did, I don't think it was worth that much. And if it was, why was it in our bedroom?

 

Trip to UAMS

I took my sister to UAMS, not me, for a follow up visit on a kidney stone surgery she had last month. So I took some pictures I thought I would share.

It was raining on the way over there.

A new gas station opened up at the corner of University and 65th Street. They finally put up some prices after being 8.88 for unleaded and 9.99 for Desiel for the past month.

This is a view from the 6th floor looking towards the VA Hospital where I have a lot of bad memories from my father being in there and my father-in-law too.

This is looking down at the circle drive. The Jones Institute is the big building across the way.

Another view from the 6th floor.

They had free coffee in the waiting area and I got a small cup even though I usually don't drink more than one cup a day. But really I haven't had a decent cup of coffee since Sunday morning from the gas station across the street.

This is my sister on the walkway back to the parking deck.

A street shot from the walkway.

UAMS is under constructions.

On the way home, I took the interstate. The sun was shining and traffic was light even though it was about 4:30. If you have ever driven through Little Rock between 3 and 6, you know that rush hour  traffic is really really bad.

Vacation spent being Sick

      I have been sick all week thanks to my husband. It is just a sinus cold. My nose has been running but I haven't had a fever or even have a temperature so I'm not really worried about going to the doctor.

     Other than Monday, I have been cleaning my room and the living room. Here is  a picture of our newly remodeled living room.

     Well, it's actually not remodeled but it is wonderful to have Brian out of that space. We have this big five bedroom house and Brian has had to sleep in the living room since he has been here. My sister had bought him a trailer shortly after moving in with us and put it in the front yard but it was short lived. He complained about it leaking. He complained about it being to cold, it was to hot, it was this and it was that so he wound up sleeping in the house.

     Brandon is on the verge of going into job corps so we asked him to give Brian his room because Brian keeps us up at night with his rap and loud stereo and tv. So that is what I have been doing today, getting Brandons thing out so Brian can get out of our hair. So now I am sitting here in my room and can't hear the boom boom in the living room. The living room is normal now. Everyone in the house has a bedroom except when Brandon comes home he will have to sleep on his futon we took from his room and put in the dining room part of the house.

    

     This table is my kitchen table. I need to redo it. It needs to be sanded and the chairs need to be recovered. So if you came to my house, we can sit at this table and play canasta.

     Canasta anyone? Bring some JD, Canada Mist, wine coolers or what ever tickles your fancy.

Labor Day Special

     For Labor Day we didn't have a get together at home. I didn't even spend all day with my husband. I spent the day with my son and took him out to eat Chinese. Eugene doesn't like Chinese but Brandon does. So I told him that when we get together that going out to eat Chinese will be our special thing to do.

     We went to the Chinese place next to Walmart on Baseline Monday afternoon. This is part of what I ate.

     After eating sweet and sour chicken and a couple of those things with cabbage, I went straight for the pizza. The cream puff thing on the left was super duper good. The pink and yellow cakes were good too. They were layered with a light cool whip. I thought the flavor would be stronger but they weren't so I would say the little cakes are okay. The pizza was really good too.

     So whenever I have the extra money and it is just Brandon and I, we are going to eat Chinese.

Labor Day

It is Monday, Labor Day, Sept 7th, 2009. Four days to my 40th Birthday.

A little bit about me. I am married. Live in central Arkansas and plan on using this blog in a way that will change my whole concept of blogging as compaired to my other blog www.my39thyear.blogspot.com

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Thanks, Lisa