garden party!

This morning was our annual Garden Party/Plant Exchange. Debbie Mininger hosted it at her "Bellingrath Gardens." :) We basked in the shade of the oak tree while listening to tips on how to compost and grow tomatoes. After numbering into groups of 1's, 2's, and 3's, we took turns picking out plants to take home. I am most excited about my "shrimp plant"! It blooms reddish-orange shrimp-looking blossoms! There were a handful of door-prizes too, and believe it or not, I actually won a house plant! That is not my normal luck! (I think the plant is called a "bromilliad?" It looks like the one pictured above.) Hopefully I won't kill it right away - I do think my thumb is beginning to turn a very pale shade of green. The snacks and drinks were very Southern and so refreshing for such a sultry morning. The dewberry-lemon tea hit the spot, along with cherry limeade punch, poppy seed ham sandwiches, veggies 'n dip, party mix (that had malt eggs and darling lil cheese crackers shaped like birds in it!), and also some brownies that I had seen on pinterest and had volunteered to make. I really enjoyed the party, and felt like I learned a lot about gardening! Now I need to get busy planting my pots of "gold!" Or should I say pots of "green" since we saved our $ by sharing plants instead of buying them?!

pillow time for Saturday night - (Do I HAVE to say it?????  it was 11:30pm.)

Sunday night - Much Better! :) 10:38pm!

R.I.P. Colt

Today our hearts are broken as we grieve along with Wade, Rhonda, Jacob, and Neil over the passing of their little chocolate brown wiener dog, Colt. He will never be forgotten.

From Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem In Memoriam:27, 1850:

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

last night's pillow time = 10:26pm

words

Words

Words can be suffocating; a rushing torrent.

Never ending, relentless.

Words can be a simmering stew, low and spicy.

Words can be a BandAid, a kiss that makes it all better.

Precious, savoured, stored away to keep forever.

Life consists of

Words.

written by: Sharon Faircloth

4.27.12

(last night's pillow time - 10:49 p.m! Clap, clap! Kinda late, but pretty good considering my track record!)

random ramblings

1. I want to start going to bed earlier!!! (Think my night-owlish ways could be the root of my tardiness problem?)

2. I, Sharon Faircloth, do hereby commit to report the hour upon which my head hits the pillow for the forthcoming 7 days. The accountability of this action will hopefully bring forth the desired results wished for in #1.

3. The Help was such an awesome read! Definitely recommended....I couldn't put it down! Thanks, Mom, for snagging me a copy for $1.50 at the thrift store! :)

4. The Annual Plant Exchange/Garden Party is scheduled for Monday.....I only have one plant to donate so far.....hmmmm, wonder why?!

5. I'm keeping Jackson tomorrow for a change! Really excited; especially since they have a new inground pool in the backyard!

6. All my prayers and beatings and bumpings on the dryer don't seem to be doing the trick anymore; it appears to have finally given up the ghost...    (RIP Faithful Vintage Dryer ????-2012)

7. So thankful I have a sturdy drying rack from Target and a gutsy little white fan!

8. Daniel and I will both be delighted when the guys are out of school for the summer and are once again faithful employees of FL&L!

9. Dewberry cobbler is proof that God wants us to be happy and enjoy the fruits of the earth. :)

10. Goodnight friends and fam! I love you all! I better be hitting the hay, or I'll be too embarrassed to post the hour my zzzzzz'z began tomorrow.

question of the day

And the question of the day is, "Does Running Late count as exercise?"

Ha! Ha! If it did, I would be SO fit!! If I could only overcome my dislike of being early, I might actually be on time instead of consistently LATE! Maybe if I had this awesome mint green watch that I'm drooling over from anthropologie I would be cured! :) I don't normally go for gold, but this one pulls it off!

 BTW, does anyone feel like lending me some advice on how to be on time? (or lending me $58 to buy this watch?!)

Bulldogs become Boxers!

I guess Leroy and Diesel were bored with their normal rough and tumble tussling last night, and decided to go for an all-out boxing match! It ended in gory glory with Leroy as Mike Tyson; he bit Diesel's ear! I wasn't home, but Daniel said they both were covered in blood, although after a thorough examination, he concluded that there was more blood than damage, and that it would heal quite nicely without stitches. Thank goodness, because such things always seems to occur when the vet's not in office! Maybe he will always have a little hole though; Danl said we should get him a little ring for his tooth-pierced ear and a pirate's patch to wear over one eye! He would be the sweetest lil pirate-bulldog you ever saw!

to kill a mockingbird

  Our evening in Monroeville yesterday at the play was delightful! We arrived early to browse the museum and gift shop, and to feast on the best chicken and sausage gumbo I've ever eaten!!! (that comment was for you, Rhonda!) A slice of homemade pound cake and Diet Coke completed the meal. The weather couldn't have been more pleasant for a picnic on the courthouse lawn. Southern songs wafted on the slight breeze as we waited for the old courthouse tower clock to dong 7 o'clock! And the play began.....I won't even attempt to describe it all, if you ever get the chance to attend for yourself, definitely do so!! It felt as if you were truly living in Maycomb with Scout years ago....trying to sift through the complex feeling of racial injustice. The profound truth that Scout tells Jem "I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.", sums up the greatness of Harper's book to me. Twas a memorable night that I'll never forget! I really want to go again next year! :)
  As for Becca Leann, I was pleased to make her acquaintance yesterday as well! She is adorable! Lots of wispy, black hair and the cutest little round face and button nose! So tiny, too! I'm ready to see her again! Hopefully, we can stop by tomorrow so Daniel can meet her too! :)