A Boring Post on a Boring Sunday of a Boring Weekend

Don't get me wrong, boring isn't bad.  But, today is boring.  B O R I N G.
The whole weekend has been B O R I N G.

I accomplished nothing.  Well, there is one load of laundry sitting in the washing machine that I started two hours ago.

I did manage to get a few naps in, but is that really accomplishing anything?

I can't even blame it on the weather.  Yesterday was gorgeous.  Today has been overcast and icky, but no rain.

It's not like I don't have tons of things to do.

I could be paying bills.
I should be cleaning the house, especially mopping the disgustingly spotted floor.

Instead, I have been playing Candy Crush and Bubble Witch all weekend.  I'm not even making progress in either game, as I'm stuck on the same level and have been for days.

I bet Albert Einstein never wasted his time playing stupid games.  But then again, he had some crazy hair; maybe the frustration made it grow like that?

I've also spent more than a few hours looking at menus, trying to figure out where to eat this coming weekend.  My oldest brother (dude on the right in the pic below) and his wife are coming to Charleston for a little visit with his Sissy Poo.  (no, he has never in his life called me that)  It is overwhelming for me to try to pick a few places that personify Charleston.   It's also challenging to look at menus all day while still dieting and trying to be good!

Tim and Jeff, last weekend , in Athens, Georgia

So, here I sit with nothing exciting to report.  But, no news is good news, just not necessarily good for blog fodder! 

So, that's all I have until tomorrow,  when I introduce you to the next installment of, "Friends of Ju."

Boring Post on a Boring Sunday of the Boring Weekend completed.

(hey!  I did accomplish this anyway!!??!!)

On the Cutting Edge

Just in case you've been lying awake at night wondering what's trending in my world, I'm here to guide you through the "Things That Ju Thinks Are Cool" list:  2013.  So, without further ado, let's get started.

Any kind of mixed patterns.  I love feeling free NOT to match.

ANYTHING from this store. 

(of course, I order on line, but still...)

 

Yes, Laughing Cow Cheese.  35 Calories.  

 You get that cheese fix with zero guilt.

 I love my IPad.  

I might be playing too many games on there.

And, I'm not a game playing kinda gal.

I like nice sweet public displays of attention.

 

Arugula Lettuce.  

I could eat it on anything.  

 

 

Anything Black and White.  

Any shoes by Born. 

Capri Leggings.  I wear them with everything.

Seriously.

Okay, well, not jeans, but just about everything else.

Large margaritas on Friday Evenings.

And, two things that I will NEVER like, and will never make the cool list:

 

Crop Tops and Ugg Boots.

UGH.

What's on your list of COOL?

Mid Week Mute

Friends of Ju

I think I've found a new series to put on this here blog.  When I think about it, I realize I have so many interesting talented friends, I could have blog fodder for years!

I start the series with my good buddy, Larry.  Larry is one half the duo, "Mary and Larry."

Larry, Steven and I all work together.  He is of the Trio that lunches every Tuesday at Kicking Chicken.  (his order:  three chicken strips, fried, Hot Honey Gangsta, with fries, extra hot sauce and a side of blue cheese please) 

We may have started out working together, but have become friends over the years.  We often vacation together and go to the mountains yearly.  He's like an uncle/friend to Taylor and is one of the best daddies I know, and has two of the cutest kids currently walking the planet.

He's super computer smart, takes great photos and loves to skateboard.  A lot. A real lot.  He's been instrumental in the Columbia area in getting a nice skateboard park built. At one point, he and Mary had a skateboard ramp in their backyard, and most of the local skaters had been there at one point or another.  (NOTE:  not me.  Not that I'm a skater.  But still.)

He's an excellent cook, even though someone beat him in the recent Mountains Chopped competition. 

On top of all that he's accomplished up to this point, now he's discovered a talent in woodworking.  He has recently been creating cutting boards, cheese boards and wine holders. He also put in custom counters and made a TABLE for a friend.  It's all so pretty and artistic;  created by the same man who I literally saw eat a crab claw off the sidewalk when we were in St. Croix. Contradictory?  Yes, I do believe so.

 I was afraid to use my cheese board, but he swears that's the intent.  Sir used it this past Friday night, check it out:

And there you have it, you now know my friend, Larry.  He's one of the good guys.  If you'd like to see more of his work, all you have to do is click here.  Tell him the Ju sent ya.

My 8 1/2" by 11" Day

Mid Week Mute

Thirteen Years, Fifty-One Weeks

I love that my husband gives treats to the dog in the yard behind ours. 

I love that he names all the animals in the neighborhood.  (The dog in yard behind us?  Nameless.  No really, that’s what he calls him.  Nameless.)

I love that he picks the animal hairs off my clothes.  Well, not really, but I appreciate that he doesn’t want me to look like an idiot.

I love that he walks Rockett twice a day, no matter the weather.

I love that he is always finding new and interesting music for us to listen to; even if one of the newest is jailbait and the other is Reggae Michael Jackson.

I love that he likes staying at home as much as I do.  Probably more actually.

I love that he vacuums the entire house.  And the cat.

I love that he likes driving a mini van.  And a mini cooper.

I love that he’s saved every card I’ve ever given him.  And believe me, that’s A LOT of cards.

I love that he reminds me that HATE is a very strong word.

I love that he takes photos of the animals at the shelter each week, and then spends time editing and posting them, always sharing them with me and my friends.

I love that he paints/thinks/lives outside the box.

I love that I’m always finding new surprises in our backyard.

And, I’m so glad that fourteen years ago, he decided to stay.