During what seems like ages ago, back in junior year of high school, I got tired of the yellow-beige color of my room that came with the house when we moved in. So I took the Tiffany box I had to Lowe’s, matched the color for wall paint, and bought the supplies I needed to paint my room. No one in the family would help, no matter how much my 17 year old self tried to convince them to (I’m sure that went professionally). It took a few months of moving furniture and sleeping on the couch, but I painted my room all by myself #grownup.
Fast forward to present day. Stephen is living in my room, and it’s actually kind of funny to see his gaming stuff and clothes in this Tiffany blue room. Well, he’s moving out again, and I was just starting to think of visits home in MY bed in MY room, NOT on the comfy air mattress (not sarcasm – it’s actually really soft), when Mom said that they’re painting it grey (excuse me?!) and putting my stuff in the attic (NO).
Mom already painted Stephen’s original room grey for the craft room. Help me keep my Tiffany box room alive, and stop Mom from painting the house grey. One room is just fine. The whole upstairs? No.
My parents want to make my room a guest room, but I’m their only guest…? Can’t I just take my economics class in peace this summer? I feel a flail coming along.
Disclaimer: I’m going to be okay with this. I don’t have to help my brother move out, and Mom said they’re moving my stuff in the attic. Didn’t say I had to do it. Or paint the room again. As long as I’m welcome to come home and my stuff isn’t on the lawn, I’m happy.
Carmen was home over the holiday weekend. She had a doctor’s appointment on Tuesday, that led to me being off of work. So we ended up at Emeril’s Coastal Italian in Destin for lunch.
We shared the coastal board (a daily special that varies) which had olives, marinated blue crab claws, and artichokes and crab. It was yummy, and a perfect size since we decided to have dessert!They have changed up the plating, which gave us much more of a serving of the Olive Oil Cake – okay! It used to be served in the (picture in the link) cups but this is a huge slice and is AMAZING! I have added Emeril’s recipe in the link —if you have the gumption to make it. I think I might try to one of these days. But to have the entire cake at my disposal might not be a good thing. We ended up taking half of it home even after sharing it.Although the food was wonderful, time with Carmen was better. Always good to have her home.
I am happy. I have two wonderful children that I love!
These two make me extremely proud because they are who they want to be. I am proud to be their Mum just cause, ya know?
And to all of the others that I Momma…I hope you have a wonderful day…and know that I don’t expect chocolate or flowers this year. 😘
Y’all know that there are times I am obsessed with pigs. Well, apparently I am even more so when I am in Baton Rouge.
Visiting with Carmen, and going to the Razorback-LSU Baseball game was wonderful in itself. Carmen took us to a restaurant that she and David had gone to before, that honestly, I thought was just a BBQ shack.I decided to give it a try, and fell in LOVE with it. I love the atmosphere, staff, and the food was amazing! We went to the City Pork Brasserie and Bar at the Jefferson Street location.They have these pigs hanging on their walls, and I seriously thought that they were wrought iron, and so wanted one. So I asked if I could have one – sure for $20. The picture below is what Carmen posted on her Snapchat of me after I got my pig!Just a tad bit excited! But, can you blame me?! We will make this a frequent place when we visit, and not just because of the chalk pig! And now she hangs above the kitchen table. Not sure that I want to write on it…yet. Love that pig! (And, I have NO desire to collect pigs, but this one was special.) Now to work on the clutter on the table.
Do what you can when you can. Love, hug and enjoy.
LSU Baseball…again…my weekend with Carmen after my 5k Lucky Leprechaun that morning, drove for 5 hours, then dinner. Yes, we had to eat. Then we went to see if there were any seats left at the game. Well, the rain helped for the empty seats, and the score did as well. We got in for free, and seats at 3rd base. Free seats weren’t bad at all. We even made it on National TV – ESPN – David recorded it on his phone. I am not sure why I am so wiggly…but Carmen and I make the same facial expressions. Yes she is mine, and I can’t deny it with this video!
We had a great time. Home, bed, and then up for the Founder’s Day events on Saturday. But first, selfies.Love her.
Motto for my daughters sorority is to “do good.” Being with her this past weekend has been wonderful. I got her this poster from Hillary Clinton’s presidential campaign. It speaks volumes to me and to her. Do good. Do something. Do the most good with what you can.Sometimes we are not always able to do good, but you should be able to do the right thing. Have manners. Think things through. Love each other. Do good.
This is a sign in Carmen’s room at LSU.
Blessings today and always.
Carmen was home last weekend, and claims my craft room/office as her bedroom for when she is here. We got her a really nice air mattress, and it accommodates her fine especially since her main living space is at school.
I limit my time in my office due to her “space” usage, and just to be respectful for her to have a retreat at home. Part of my routine on the weekends is to go upstairs, scroll through Facebook, Twitter, and the news. Have some time for Bible study, and meditation. Review our money, pay bills, and blog.
Here it is Saturday, and I got to my craft room to start my Facebook scrolling. I had to move some papers around (I try to keep things organized), and I found this under my computer mouse.I often send her encouraging notes so she has some mail away from home. But for her to do this…for me…blew me away this morning.
I love her dearly, and so very grateful for her encouragement in whatever I am doing.