stars everywhere

I should call this random Tuesday but that isn’t catchy (like #mcm or #tbt). Instead, I’ll just say I know I’ve been a slacker here and today’s thoughts are a jumbled mess. To begin… I got this voicemail transcription:

star called me

I’m still not sure if it was Ms. Star Surprise or Ms. Star Ship that called me — but either way, I’m beyond impressed. Either I’m pretty darned important or this was nothing more than what a translated message looks like if your dog barks as you’re using Siri. When that happens don’t hit “send” quickly — the translation will read like a Satanic chant. Yes. That’s happened to me.

And also, this rockstar visited me last week. See? Stars are everywhere!

i had a visitor

So maybe he’s not really a rockstar, but I sure was excited to see him. We don’t get nearly enough face time but we talk. every. single. day.

Hope you have an abundance of stars in your life too! And rainbows… and unicorns… and butterflies.

a short trip as told by iPhone

They say a picture is worth 1,000 words. It’s doubtful the following 3 photos put together would total over 100, but they do accurately depict last weekend’s short trip without the need of any additional narration:

trip photo 1

trip photo 2

trip photo 3

i think they really LIKE me!

Another birthday for me — and it was truly wonderful. The celebration started on Saturday… carried over into Sunday… and flowed right on over to the real birthday date — St. Patrick’s Day.

During my first cup of coffee this morning I opened up my new iPad Air (thanks, Perry!!) popped on Facebook and read my brother’s status post proclaiming he has the best sister in the whole world. With a smile on my face, I fixed a slice of toast and as I was carrying it to the office I saw a delivery truck pull into the driveway. I closed the office door with the dogs inside so the delivery guy didn’t leave with a missing limb — and when I came back, both dogs had peanut butter breath and my toast had disappeared! But I had a gorgeous flower arrangement! Sherry is that friend that you don’t get the chance to chat with often but it doesn’t really matter because she would still help you hide the body. And, she’d make the casket spray too. 😉

beautiful, huh?

Not long afterward my BFF, Alisa, and her son, Patrick, showed up smelling like onions. I knew Alisa would bring some kind of food over for my birthday (she never forgets my special day and always brings goodies) but I guessed it would be ding dong cupcakes. No ding dong cupcakes for me this year! Nope… it was even better! I had homemade sliders, crack potatoes and criss-cross something-or-others that I can’t remember the exact name of. (Please don’t start thinking you’ll sneak over here to steal one for yourself… they are now ALL GONE.) It made my whole day to know that she would spend her morning cooking, and then drive to Seymour to deliver the goodies. It was even more awesome that Patrick came since it was his only day off from school/work.

those criss cross things

Alisa and Patrick were barely out of sight when my favorite son called. Just the mention of Alisa’s cooking and he and Coco arrived in a flash and bellied-up to the table. Coco demanded a green carnation from Sherry’s flower arrangement and drank orange juice with her criss-cross thing (two things I wouldn’t dream of mixing together!!) that Alisa made. I’m pretty sure Perry and my entire family enjoyed my special day almost as much as I did.

And then my crazy phone took the day off. I missed an important call (no doubt a birthday wish) from Florida, one from a classmate, and another from my brother. My phone didn’t ring for any of the calls, and the “missed call” notices all came in at the same time — around 11:00 PM tonight even though all calls were placed during the day. Leave it up to a modern technology to screw stuff up. Still, I can’t wait until next year — just wish I could figure out how to do this birthday thing without actually getting older!

a TV photobomb

Fabulous birthday dinner at the Cheesecake Factory, and then… we were TV photobombed!

tv photobombed

Not sure why this strikes me as so funny, but I snicker every single time I look at this crazy photo.

springing forward on monday

Spring forward and fall back. AND it’s Monday. Not a fan of daylight savings time, I figure it’s all about perception. Like making everyone THINK you’re enjoying working on a Monday starting an hour earlier…

what others think

When the REAL way you feel about it more closely resembles this…

how you really feel

Happy first Monday of daylight savings time, you guys.