Hodge Podge of sorts

It's been quite some time since I've blogged. Needless to say, I've been a little busy with baseball starting up and with the beauty walk going on. Thankfully, the beauty walk is behind me, but baseball is in full swing! There's no need to type out separate blogs for some of the things I wanna talk about, so I'm just throwing it all out there in this one blog.



Avery:

Well, she cut her herself a few little bangs last night! Probably wouldn't be so bad if she didn't have a cowlick that actually looks like a moose licked it instead! All I gotta say about that is GROW BABY GROW!!!!! Also, a few weeks ago, we got home for the evening and she's running and playing in the house. All the sudden she screams "MY NOSE HURTS!!!!!" I rush to her thinking she's run right smack into something, but I couldn't be that lucky. As it turns out, she's stuck a rock up her nose. And it can NOT be seen! But I can definitely feel it up in the bridge of her nose! So I calmly lay her down and tell her it will be fine but I need to check it. So she calms down enough to let me look. Nope, can't see it. So I get her to blow her nose a few times, and snot is coming all out of one side, but nothing out of the side with the rock. So it's confirmed that there's definitely a rock stuck up there. So she blows and blows and finally, it goes flying out. And I will have you know that I saved it for her baby book!



Brody:

He is absolutely loving baseball this year. Which is a good thing, considering how last year he just wandered around in the field and could have cared less if a ball came to him. He hit two homeruns a week or so ago, and he thought he was the bomb. He come running across home plate with his arms spread to each side like "Get you some of this". Terry Bob is also letting him catch some, and he is everything you think a catcher would be. Stocky, mean, and slow. :) He just dares those players to run across home plate! He wants to catch more than anything.



Walker:

My little Walker...who is actually not so little. He's getting so tall. And he is such a loving boy. He is eating baseball up! If he's not playing or practicing, he's acting like he's playing at home. He'll put on his practice clothes, play shoes, and batting gloves and then take to the practice field at home. He's starting to have the fever for pitching. He is no Tom Glavine, but he does decent. He has this little "two-tap" he does with his foot, telling us that's how he gets ready to pitch. And his daddy has to remind him that it would be considered a balk. :)



Kevin;

My hubby just turned 35! We celebrated with grilled steaks and peach cobbler! SOOOOO good! He got thrown out of a game during the pre-season tournament. He made an argument about a call, which the ump was wrong. I have to give Kevin credit for that. Kevin told the ump he didn't know what he was doing, and apparently the ump didn't like it, so he threw Kevin out. Well, that was all it took. Kevin started arguing more, and then he made this motion toward the ump. I honestly didn't know if we were about to see Lord of the Dance or Daniel-Son (Karate Kid) in that moment. He raised his leg up like he was going to hop towards him and then stopped what he was doing. It was the funniest thing. Kevin said he was about to kick dirt on the ump and then decided not to....that's why he hiked his leg up like that. As you can imagine, I've had a dandy of a time telling and showing everyone I know!

And me:
Well, I'm busy as heck at work. We have auditors here for about 12 weeks. No, that was not a mis-type....12 WEEKS! As much as I've tried, I am not pleasant some days. I finally told one last week that I didn't particularly like him and I wanted him to go home because I didn't have time for him. I was only half-kidding. I'll let you figure out which part I was kidding about. :)
The beauty walk is over, thank goodness! I think it went very well. Of course, there were a few minor problems, but nothing that wasn't fixed quickly. I look forward to doing it next year, after a much needed break! :)

That's about it for now....I will leave you with a Brody-ism:

Kevin is patting out hamburger meat for hamburgers one night, and very seriously, Brody asks him "Are we having tacos?"

That's my boy.....

Just call him Grace

Our good friend Troy was at the house last night so our boys could have some hitting practice. Well, Kevin bought some kind of contraption that's supposed to help the boys hit correctly. It didn't come with instructions, but it did come with a DVD. So Kevin sent Troy inside our house to watch the DVD, and I had to operate the player for it. Troy went ahead of me and Avery because I was having to round up Coby to take him in with us. I walk out of the shop and head towards the house and what do I see. Troy is on the ground!!!!! He hopped up real fast like "whoop, I hope no one saw that". But no such luck. (There's nothing more I love to see than someone fall.) I bust out laughing and cannot control myself. I walk back in the shop to announce it to Kevin who starts laughing. Then I had to run back out of the shop because I didn't want to miss anything else. And I'm still hee hawing. Troy is slowly making his way up the steps, as to be careful that he does not slip and fall again. I'm walking across the yard laughing hysterically, trying not to pee on myself, so my legs are crossed as I'm walking. Troy yells out "Yea, keep laughing. See what happens when you try to step on that step." I get in the house and of course I'm still laughing, and Troy finally starts to laugh along with me. He is soaked. I laugh some more. I finally calm down enough to get the DVD started. Throughout the entire time we were watching it, I would just bust out laughing in hysterics. He had to admit that it was pretty funny too. I told him that when he hopped up and looked around, it was like he was thinking to himself that he hoped no one saw it. He said that wasn't the case...he was trying to hurry and get up to keep from getting any wetter. (yea rigt, and I'm Miss America--ha!) I asked if he would have told me he fell had I not seen it. He said yes, but I'm not so sure. Troy went on to say that if I thought it was funny just seeing him get up, then I should have seen him actually fall. I do hate that I missed that. But he did indeed provide me with some much needed comic relief! Thanks Troy! :)

Fashion???

I dedicate this entry entirely to Angie! You have given me many minutes of laughter from your "beautiful" sweatshirt!!!!

Have you ever sit and looked at old pictures and wondered "What was I thinking?" At what point did I look in the mirror, and say "Yes, this is the look I'm going for"? I recently got my scanner hooked back up, so I have enjoyed looking through the old pics and scanning them in and completely embarrassing myself and my friends.

I just wanted to share a few of my faves with you......

The shorts....not only are they pulled up to my armpits, but they also make me wonder what my prisoner identification number is?

Anyone up for a game of Twister? Cause that's what this pitiful shirt looks like.....

Never mind the fact that you could set a match to that big puff on the top of my head, but it looks like a deformed breed of poodle. It's truly a "what was I thinking" moment. I should have bought stock in White Rain hair spray.

AND MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE......

The duck sweatshirt. Yes, I realize that ducks were "in" back then, but that doesn't necessarily mean you had to go with the flow. And if the duck wasn't enough, they add a touch of lace around the collar. I bet this was a hot item at any Cracker Barrel store on I-65. Oh, and then you could get the duck wallpaper and figurines to match your sweatshirt. SWEET!

Hey, if you can't make fun of yourself.....

Quack quack Angie, quack quack....

"It sounded like a train"

Here in the last two weeks, the city of Huntsville has experienced two horrible tragedies....two shootings at two separate schools. First, a 14 year old was shot and killed by a classmate at their middle school. Then today, a female faculty member at the local university shot and killed 3 faculty members and injured 3 more because she was denied tenure. And as unbearable as these two situations are, I pause to reflect on the interviews that I see on TV after each occurrence. And after anything that happens in this area, whether it be shootings, tornadoes, snow.....
Huntsville is a city of brilliant people....NASA engineers, military contractors, etc....the news channels could close their eyes, throw a dart and snag an intelligent person to interview. But no, they hand pick Willie, who weighs all of 105 pounds soaking wet. He's sporting some Wranglers, a Budweiser t-shirt, a belt buckle the size of a small child, a trucker's hat with some redneck saying on it like "You want some of this?", and cowboy boots that clearly have been scuffed from years of bar fights and cow tipping. He's got a dip in his mouth, and he spits the juice through the hole that sits where his front tooth used to be. (But he lost that tooth somewhere at Porky's when that out-of-towner hit on his woman) The reporter asks him if he saw the tornado and what his experience was like. Well, he was "sitting in his Laz-y-boy watching some rasslin', you know that John Cena is a tough fella, and all the sudden I could hear the underpinning rattling real loud. So I grabbed my PBR and ran out on the front porch, and I saw it coming over 'em hills over there. Ppppttttssss (that's him spitting some dip juice out) And then I heard the sound, you know they always say it sounds like a train. Well, it does. You know, I ain't never seen nuttin' like that before."
I wish I could say I ain't never seen nuttin' like Willie before, but unfortunately, any time the news is looking for an interview, I am sure to see one!

An hour on the Dunn pew....

I love going to our church. I love the people. And today was a very special day as two young men were baptized AND we had the Lord's Supper. But as special as it truly was, you know the Dunn family turns it upside down!

"B" denotes Brody and "W" denotes Walker:

10:28 - we sit down, ready to begin the 10:30 service.

B - "Is it time to go home yet?" No, son we just got here.

10:31 - Bro. Ray enters the baptistry.

B - "Who's getting babitized?" Michael and John Douglas (and yes, I spelled it like he says it)

10:34 - My arm starts to feel a little wet. What in the world? So I look over at my arm and notice that Walker is asleep and drooling all over me. Wow, 4 minutes into the service....record time.

10:55 - The deacons and pastor start the formality of the Lord's Supper by passing out the bread.

B - "Are we gonna eat that bread thing and drink them juices?" Yes, son. Be quite.

(Walker is now head-bobbing.)

11:12 - B - "How did Jejus die?" I'll tell you after church. Be quite. I can see me having to explain that one at the moment.

11:20 - W - "Momma, when are we gonna have drinks?" Well, look who has decided to wake up again and join us.

11:22 - We have just finished taking of the cup, and of course Brody lets out his infamous "aaaahhhhh". And I snicker....once again. How can you not think that's cute?

Church is always a pleasant experience, and one that you just can't ever predict. Especially with the Dunn's around....

Sneaky little thing....

Yes, I know it seems like the only thing I blog about is Brody. But you know, he is the one who blows my mind with the things he comes up with. Whenever someone asks us about our kids, Kevin always refers to Brody as the one we'll be getting out of jail at age 15. I sure do hope that's not true, but it is very likely.
Let me just tell you what he's done this week. I noticed on Tuesday morning as we were getting ready to leave for school that he was putting his folder in his backpack. It dawned on me that I had already done that the night before. So I ask him what he's doing. He said he had to put his paper in there. I proceed to ask him which paper he's talking about....because maybe I had missed one from the night before. He didn't answer me, so I said "Brody let me see the paper". He then blurts out "I got 3 cards pulled yesterday!!!!" The little heifer had hidden his behavior sheet from us so we wouldn't see how he misbehaved. He knew he would be punished, so he hid it, just hoping that we wouldn't ask if he had pulled any cards. So needless to say, he got a whipping....for misbehaving AND for hiding his sheet.
I guess that didn't phase him but just a little bit....cause that day at school he pulled 2 cards. I was working late, so Kevin called to tell me what he had done that day. So once again, he was punished. I decided to email his teacher and tell her that I would not tolerate that kind of behavior again, and I wanted her to send him to Coach Cobb. I told Brody what I had done, and that did the trick. He didn't pull any cards today. But tomorrow is Friday, and it's another day. I'm just hoping this is the worst he ever does, and I'm not forced to see his mugshot on America's Most Wanted.

New Year's Intentions

Most people have New Year's resolutions. Most are broken. So this year I have decided to go with a different notion....my "intentions" for the new year. Enjoy...

I intend....

1. to be a better Christian. I fail every day at it, but I do intend to read my Bible more, to pray more, to give more.

2. to be a better wife. I gripe and complain and do some of the nagging wife things. But most of the time I have to say I do OK. So I am going to work hard not to fuss at Kevin when he doesn't take the trash out when I want him to; or not fuss when he doesn't rinse that bowl out and put it in the sink, because I know it's difficult to turn the water on and open the dishwasher; or not get mad when he leaves 14 Mountain Dew cans on the end table, because apparently that cute little trash can that sits beside his chair is much too hard to reach.

3. to be a better mother. I intend not to lose my cool when my children flat out ignore me when I'm talking to them. And I sure don't want to have to whip them because how terrible a mother would I be to discipline my children in that way. (I might as well go ahead and rescind that statement because I promise you I will discipline my children the way me and Kevin see fit). I intend to hug them 100 times more than I already do, even when they may roll their eyes at me. I will tell them I love them 100 times more than I do because I don't ever want them to think otherwise.

4. to quit stepping on Coby. If he would just stay out of my way when I'm walking, I wouldn't even have to be typing this.

5. to try to find the positive in every situation. There are days when I feel like everything just couldn't get any worse. But then I remember, it most definitely could be worse. And that leads me to #6.

6. to be more thankful. Sometimes I feel like I wish I had this or that or I could go do this or that. So I want to be more thankful for the things that I do have, such as my job, or my house payment, or my truck payment.....cause it means I DO have a lot.

7. to be a better driver. I am very impatient on the road. Get out of my way or you will get run over. I can't stand it when people pull out in front of me and drive 20 mph or pull out and turn 10 yards down the road. I could just crush them. Just run my Tahoe up over their little bitty car and smush it. I wouldn't seriously do that.... :)

8. to wean myself off my Zoloft. HA! Who am I kidding? If I do that, then I will most certainly crush those tiny little cars.

9. to be a better friend. I vow to remember birthdays, send cards, texts, whatever to let them all know they are special to me.

10. use less sarcasm. Or do I?