I’d like a do-over, please.
OK, so it appears that it is now August.
I have no idea how that happened! I haven’t had summer yet!
May began with the one/two punch of a city-wide flood of biblical proportions AND The-Back-Injury-That-Dare-Not-Speak-It’s-Name-Mainly-Because-We’re-Still-Not-Exactly-Sure-What-Caused-It. I basically lost that whole month. It’s all just a misty haze of ouchy, ouchy PAIN with a side order of ouchiness and extra ouch sprinkled on top, and the booing and the hooing and the constant taking of the pain meds and did I mention the PAIN part? (Also, constipation from the pain meds, but that’s neither here nor there. And it wasn’t here for waaaaaay too long…)
Yeah, so that was May.
June was better, but once Family Fest was over we were basically flying the missing man formation around here because Russ was halfway across the world recording a cd. And yes, I do appreciate the irony of living in Music City where you can’t swing a banjo player without hitting a recording studio, and yet deciding to record a cd in the Faroe Islands! Where they also have recording studios, but mostly they have sheep. But if you ever had the chance to go to the Faroes you would totally understand why Russ wanted to record there. It truly is the most magical place ever, and the girls and I love it even more than Russ does. Shoot, I’m trying to figure out a way to justify having to move there myself for a while so I can…. uh….. blog. (Yeah, not very convincing, right? That’s a hard sell.) Anyway, June was also kind of a non-month. I still couldn’t drive very far or for very long, so heading home to Arkansas to visit the fam was out of the question, and even if I could drive we obviously wouldn’t go on any kind of vacation somewhere without Russ. I was also still going to the chiropractor every couple of days and having to rest every day, so I was just a BIG ball of fun. However Madi and I did both celebrate our June birthdays, so at least there was cake around. A lot.
And then there was July. I think we all owe Al Gore an apology and a muffin basket for pooh-poohing that whole global warming thing. Holy hell on a biscuit, it has been HOT! So hot that it sucks the life force right out of you. So hot that my tomatoes are basically cutting out the middle man and broiling themselves. So hot that I had to take a bath to cool off after I watered the plants on the deck every morning… at 8:00 a.m. But Russ was home and my back was much, much better so we did enjoy some family time. Madi and I took a quick trip home to Arkansas, which was great. The girls and I went to Bell Buckle, and Chattanooga and on various antiquing jaunts. We had guests over and ate dinner out on the deck, which we always love. And then, just as we were kind of settling into summer and starting to think, “Hmm, maybe we ought to think about taking a short little vacay to___” (fill in the blank with fun yet not too expensive destination within driving distance), we looked up from our computers and it was dang AUGUST! What the huh?
So now we’re thinking about things like school, and that soon we’ll have to go to bed at a decent hour because we have to get up in the morning. *sigh* And even though I know that my ship has sailed, and we can’t put them biscuits back in the can— which is perhaps the best mixed metaphor I have ever mangled– I’D STILL LIKE TO HAVE MY SUMMER BACK! Sadly however, after extensive Googling it appears that no one has actually invented a time machine as of this week, so I guess I am left with no real option but to try to make the best of August. Maybe we can fit in a couple of days at the lake, a night at the Stardust Drive-In, or another trip home to Arkansas… At any rate, I plan on seizing the day(s) and enjoying the heck out of the the summer we have left.
August, prepare to get junk-punched.
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I can sympathize with you as I’ve been dealing with a broken ankle now for almost 2 months, and it’s cost me more than I want it to.
If you find that time machine, can I borrow it when you’re done?
A do-over would be great, especially for my 10 year old who according to her has had the “worst summer of her life”. We’ve spent the summer living with my parents while Dean tries to find a new job. He is currently en route to Reno NV for an interview in Truckee CA and then hopefully on to Seattle WA for another interview. Needless to say it hasn’t been much for vacations or other fun things and all of our stuff being packed in storage has made for it’s challenges too.
Enjoy your August – maybe it will cool off a little bit too.
Boy do I ever know that feeling Tori! 16 days until I have to go back to work at that “S” word. LOL I’m VERY thankful to have a job but I’m like you – I don’t feel like I’ve had a summer either. I got out in June, had to have the crown put on my tooth, spent half a week in computer training for the school, and then had to prepare the house and cook and clean for the family reunion. July rolls around and I think I’ll finally rest but the stress of the job caught up with me and the intolerable heat from outdoors made it worse! I end up getting too hot and was sick for a week. Then by the time I was healing from that, back to the school for another half week of computer training! GRRR! I’ve finally got a little R&R since the 16th when I took off for Asheville to see the Vocal Band. And now it’s August again – the dreaded month for teachers LOL. So I’m with you Tori! Let’s try and find that time machine together.
My favorite line: “So hot that my tomatoes are basically cutting out the middle man and broiling themselves.”LOL
It has been HOT in Alabama as well. Sure makes me all the more thankful for God’s grace and knowing that Heaven will be my eternal home and not that other place.
I hope you and the family will be able to get away, even if only for a brief time, before school gears back up again.
Stay cool!!
Wow! May really sucked for you, Tori! I hope that back pain pinched nerve thing never comes back! That was a killer…….well, a “May” killer anyway.
It’s been hot as Hades here too—-in Michigan, for heaven’s sakes! But I’m not ready to apologize to Al Gore yet——-besides, he’s too busy right now trying to cool Tipper down as she calls her attorney! It may be getting hotter in the Gore household, but I think the global warming thing has been debunked by real science now………enough to satisfy me, anyway. Ya know, when you get my age, you get a broader prospective on things, and I can remember much hotter summers from years ago—–specifically the summer of 1984. It was around 103 degrees every day for a long time. That’s unusual for Michigan. But enough about the weather.
I hear ya ’bout the bath taking after watering the flowers and garden. But I’ve found a way around that one——my 8 year old granddaughter does it for 25 cents while I stay nice and cool indoors! What a bargain! (I do wave at her through the window! I try to make it a “fun” thing we do together! LOL)
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Gracious, LindaB, over time, some things get broader than our perspective.
What’s this about your folks celebrating their 73rd wedding anniversary, sweet Tori? Amazing would be a good word here. Bless their sweet hearts.
I am so sorry you lost much of this summer to pain, Tori. Like LindaB, I pray it nevers comes back. Forget the jungle-hop, sweetie, but get out and enjoy the rest of August. In fact, a trip down to South Carolina is highly recommended….and bring those cd’s, please. I am so excited about Russ’ new cd’s! Oh dear, but I’d sure love to hug your neck, too!!!
Yeah, you’d think with all my “broad perspective”, I could spell it right! LOL
Barb, do you think I should have said, “Old broads can see farther behind them”?
Way too hot!! Way too humid!! What sucks even more is this God-forsaken 8 day summer cold/ upper resperatorwhatchacallit that I can’t get rid of. Yes,Tori in most ways I’d like my summer back as well but at this point I sure wouldn’t mind a little “winter” in my life!!
I know how fustrating it is to have a we-don’t-know-what-caused-it injury–partly cause alot of times our good ol boy docters don’t believe you . “Well,I don’t know why nothings showing up on film but darn it I HURT!!” Dr. usually looks at me over the rim of his glasses as if to say “not really sorry but thanks for coming in”. I hope your quest to find a perminant cure will be a fruitful one.
I hear y’all!!! (Is it OK to say that if you’re not from the South?) Another heat wave in Pittsburgh. Here come the hot August nights!
No do-overs, puh-leeze!!!!
June: To-do lists cross-referenced to other to-do lists because I knew what summer had in store.
Chaperoned 18 teens to a state conference.
Came back and started intense fair prep.
July: Girl Scout Day Camps to help plan and lead.
Oops–not done yet:
Also in July:
County Fair (I’m a Superintendent so long, hot, humid days.
I’m fitting in my JOB every spare minute I’m not doing other stuff!
Tahoe for my sister’s wedding on the side of a flippin’ mountain (so stress!).
New York for a Girl Scout conference.
Came in to Madison airport last night, drove 2 1/2 hours home, work today and tomorrow a.m. then BACK to Madison airport to pick up daughter and grandsons, here for most of August.
I’m too tired for a do-over!!! THen a friend says “Well, we’re not 25 anymore.” (Thanks for THAT reminder!)
So let’s hold each other accountable ladies: some relaxation and FUN in August, OK?!?!?
I have a great idea! Tori, will you share your blackberry mojito recipe? (virgin and otherwise)
We could pick a date and time, each make ourselves a mojito, put our feet up and do a long-distance toast to each other,…then bottoms up!
Whadya y’all (I did it too, MostlySunny!) think?!?
We’ve been praying for a young girl this summer. She and her mom are a part of my jazzercise group. In early May she was hit by a car and has spent the entire summer in the hospital having surgery and recovering. She even spent her birthday in the hospital. She was not expected to survive to the hospital. She had a brain injury and a few broken bones. And now she is home, using a walker, speaking and eating on her own. She lost her entire summer and is happy to be able to go back to school.
When I consider moaning about summer being lost I think of Joy.
Yep, sweet Linda, you could kinda put it that way; but as my grandmother used to say, “They’ll never notice it on a galloping horse.”
My goodness, y’all have not had happy summers. Makes me feel bad for you…sincerely.
kidpyramid, My “whining” was mostly in jest,…tho’ crazy, my summer was pretty wonderful,…thanks for the reminder!! My prayers (of thanksgiving and for continued healing) for Joy!!
But I’d still go for the mijito!!!
well, what else can be said…….BUT I LOVE THE THANG ‘BOUT PUTTIN THA BISCUITS BACK IN THE CAN!!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!:) This grandbaby is already spoiled, first day of class for 1st graders is the 25th, Bert (dau) cant find a job even w/ her college diploma still spankin brand new! Life is good, Jesus is great, church growing daily……waiting for new prescription of Adipex….
the end! :0 oh, LOVE YOU! WANT SOME FIG PRESERVES?
where’s jonny and grits?
We went to Vegas yesterday and got married. The king helped us tie the knot. I’m afraid I lost patience/faith with Tori’s new ministry of hooking me up with a Gaither single = /
And good to read Joy is doing better, dare I write ‘so well,’ all things considered, kidpyramid! If you had shared about this earlier, I’m sure many of us here would’ve considered it a priviledge, an honor, to have been able to have also prayed for her and her family early on = )
Congrats,…marriage makes the summer pretty wonderful!!!
Delivered, I hope you’re enjoying every minute of the spoiling process! It’s not as easy as it you’d think—-you have to do it right under the nose of your grandchild’s parent without giving away your true intentions.
Our 8 year old granddaughter, Chloe, came to me with a request for the latest Barbie doll recently. I told her no, I think SHE should find some way to make some money and then I’d take her to the store to buy it. She thought about it awhile and then asked me if she could borrow one of my Mason jars. I said yes, wondering what kind of money making project she’d come up with. She got a piece of paper and taped it to the jar and labeled it, “Tip money for Chloe”, and set it on the kitchen counter. I think she maybe missed my point. But…….she collected $27 in the jar from me and Grandpa in ONE WEEK, and I took her to the store and she bought TWO Barbies! So, I guess we missed the point too! But spoiling cannot be denied.
I just prayed for Joy, Pyramidkid. What an awful summer she had, but thankful for her life! And praying friends like you!
“They’ll never notice it on a galloping horse.” Barb, I LOVE THAT ONE!!!!! THANKS!
jonny, you got married and didn’t even tell your “former”??? I would have come and brought a gift even!
And TORI! Tell your wonderful parents HAPPY ANNIVERSARY FROM THE BLOOMR’S! 73 YEARS TOGETHER!!!! I wonder what they’d say if you asked them if they could have a “do over”, what would they do differently in their marriage? They obviously have a very very successful union! And I suspect they’d have some really good insights into how to make a marriage better. It would be interesting.
Gramma Jac, I’ve never had a “mijito”—–don’t even know what it is. Well, I know it’s a drink, but don’t know what’s in it. (Did I mention I was raised Baptist and live in Clio, Michigan?) But I would not be opposed to drinking one……or at least tasting it. Especially in celebrating something together with fellow Bloomr’s! You set it up!
tnmusicman, don’t ya hate that “look” the doctor gives you when he can’t give what-you-got a name? It’s like, he knows he has to give you a bill and charge you something just for you asking, he’s hoping you’ll pay it promptly and doesn’t want to make you mad, but he doesn’t know what to say. So, he makes up crap——-like…..it’s stress related. Or allergies. Or old age creepin’ up on ya. Or, and I hate this one,——if you lost some weight, it’d probably go away! Gurrrrrrr!
Linda, that Tori is a funny lady, isn’t she? Sun broiled tomatoes? LOL
Sunny, “Here Come the Hot August Nights”??? Sounds like a country hit tune to me!
meb…..can you tell us—did your husband get that he was seeking? I hope so! It’s so tough finding work these days.
Bellepheron, hope your broken ankle is better soon. I had one once too. Wore a big old plaster cast up to my knee. One day I went to our local outlet mall, and while walking through a grassy median on the parking lot, a bee flew up my cast and stung me!!!! And I can tell you that old saying that a bee can only sting you one time is not true! I made my hubby go in one of the stores and get a wire hanger and straighten it out so he could stick it up that cast and fish that bee out a.s.a.p.!!! We must have been a sight!!
Good night, all you Bloomrs out there! Love ya!
LindaB – “Hot August Night(s)” – it’s actually Neil Diamond circa. 1972 back when there were still “albums” (am I telling my age?) Of course, it popped into my head when I read this blog – hot=summer=August.
Love Neil! I was thinking of Glen Campbell’s “Southern Nights”. Love him, too. I wonder how many songs there are with “hot August nights” in them?
I don’t feel like we had much of a summer around here,either,what with running Matt to the gym or practice every day and moving daughters back home and just being too dang hot to want to spend any time outside. So, I’m planning a wonderful autumn–buying a new firepit for those cool nights roasting marsmallows and planning to REALLY decorating for Halloween this year.
Plus, there’s this: Tori’s back is really better (I have it on good authority that she’s getting her ‘stride’ back–as in, ‘Tori strides in a room and takes it over!’) And..I got an e-mail from my friend whose son is in Afghanistan and was ‘chosen’ (odd word) to go deeper into the fighting after experiencing several battles already. She won’t even hear from him for several weeks. He’s only 19 y.o.
So,I decided I have nothing to complain about. Nothing. Not at all.
Should be ‘decorate’.
Love vintage 60’s Neil!! FWIW = )
Oh, and sorry LB, there really wasn’t enough time to tell anyone about it. If it makes you feel any better, Grits probably doesn’t even know about it yet either = /
That’s okay, jonny. But you missed owning a really nice toaster!
I knew there was something missing in my life!!
Auburn, I cannot even IMAGINE the heartache and worry a mother would bare knowing her 19 year old son was walking deeper and deeper into that dark world of terror and violence. Tell your friend I’m praying for her son and her, will ya?
I wasn’t meaning to sound preachy. I just like when God gives us plain signs that we have so much to be grateful for.
Joy and her family can still use all the prayers they can get. She came to a jazzercise class last week in a wheelchair and told the teacher that she’s “built Ford tough”!
Absolutely I will, Linda.
He is her only child.
I don’t think I could breathe every day, knowing my son was in that situation. My friend is,and always has been, a woman of tremendous faith…and we go all the way back to college days so I know how strong she is. She says she knows he is covered in prayer and that is what has kept him safe so far.
And I don’t mean to be preachy either…but a big AMEN to kidpyramid. We have much to be grateful for.
LindaB – he’s interviewed in two different places this week. Both look promising. Hopefully we’ll know something by early next week.
auburn60 – please tell your friend we are praying for her and her son too.
kidpyramid – please tell Joy we are praying for her continued recovery too. It sounds like she has a great attitude, which is half the battle.
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