Friday, July 10, 2015

Celebrate the Small Things...With a Twist


It's Friday and time to 
Celebrate the Small Things!

Welcome to our wonderful oasis of mini-celebrations. Hosted by Lexa Cain, and her wonderful co-hosts: 
L.G. Keltner @ Writing Off The Edge 
Tonja @ Kidbits - my apologies to Tonja for not adding you sooner!

This week, I'm celebrating:


  1. July 4th has come and gone. Not one of my immediate family members attempted to set off firecrackers on their head. NOT ONE. I know...I can't believe it, either. 
  2. The rain turned our yard into a jungle. I'm glad it stopped and we were able to mow down grass before it was five feet high. By we, I mean Hubzam.
  3. I've had my hanging baskets for three weeks and I haven't managed to kill them. Didn't kill them even though it was scorching hot followed by a Noah-esque rainfall followed by another scorcher. I need to check and see if the flowers are plastic. I've usually killed at least one by now, but for today - I'm celebrating!
  4. My Hubzam, love of my life, bought me a high-dollar, hotsy-totsy chair that feels like an absolute throne to my poor old back. Brownie points are everywhere with this guy lately. He's the lottery that I actually WON. 
  5. Now I'm thinking of my chair and I can't think of anything else.
  6. Did I mention the chair?
  7. Funny celebration for weird people (moi): My husband absolutely hates the word "cornhole" and the fact that there is a game called "cornhole." Yesterday morning, the headline on the front page of our hometown news paper said CORNHOLE PROFESSIONALS. The American Cornhole Association World Championships are being held in our town. I never even knew there was such a thing and you'd better believe that I laughed out loud. I could hardly wait to see him sit down and read the paper after supper; patiently, I waited to see his face. Let me just say I was not disappointed.
  8. We've never been able to grow melons on our property. Watermelons, cantaloupes...heck, even gourds never do well. At the corner of our field we have a compost pile that we "feed" regularly with general compost-y stuff. Somewhere along the way, we must have thrown away cantaloupe seeds. If my suspicions are correct, these grocery giants were some kind of GMO variety. In a VERY short amount of time, our entire compost pile is covered with cantaloupes and vines. It's the healthiest plant ever. Turns out, even random seeds in garbage do better than our nurturing backyard farmer best efforts. I'll take it anyway! 
Join us in the celebrations - and have a great weekend, peeps!


49 comments:

  1. Fabulous post today.
    Everything seems great on your little part of the world. Jungle grass, marauding cantaloupe and all.
    I planted some Japanese Icebox Watermelon seeds in a pot and it is taking over the side yard. Lots of vines, blooms but no baby watermelons !

    cheers, parsnip

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    1. You have a beautiful yard!

      I don't know why we can't grow the melons here. We did at our old house and Lord knows we can't seem to find the right amount of pepper plants - we ALWAYS have too much.

      It cracks me up that my husband and I are so excited about the cantaloupes.

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  2. I couldn't believe that either when I saw the article about .... cornholing. If anybody isn't sure what cornholing is, all they have to do is go to the urban dictionary to find out. It's an old term.

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    1. I'd love to know how we got the honor. I'm afraid...

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  3. The images that word creates - - You might want to add sand to wherever you're trying to grow melons; having originated in the desert, they seem to do best in somewhat sandy soil.

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    1. That sounds like a good tip, and I KNOW you have a major green thumb. I'll try it next time. Too late to plant this year, isn't it? (I'm mid-South).

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  4. So there are cornhole professionals? What do they charge? Shouldn't that be illegal?

    As for me, I'm glad it's Friday and no fireworks at 1 A.M.

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    1. Sounds illegal to me, EPT.

      I heard fireworks last night! What is the deal?

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  5. You're better than me, I already killed one hanging basket, and in the drenching rain!

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    1. I've been deadheading them and watching the soil (too much water? not enough?). It's like having a newborn. They really perked up today; don't ask me how.

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  6. Good morning, dear Cherdo!

    Alcohol and explosives: a winning combination if ever there was one. And to think that it seemed like a good idea at the time!

    Back home (at the fixer-upper) I remember weeks going by when we were unable to mow the lawn because it rained every day and the grass was too wet. Now I have reason to celebrate because I no longer have to tackle that unpleasant chore. We don't get much grass up here on the 4th floor!

    You wrote:

    << Now I'm thinking of my chair and I can't think of anything else. Did I mention the chair? >>

    To answer your question, yessum, you did mention the chair. Wanna know the #1 thing Mrs.Shady misses most back at our old house? Her chair! It's an old red recliner that she used to sit in for hours every evening and knit while we watched TV. I told her there will be other old chairs in her life somebody.

    Now I'm thinking of Cher and I can't think of anything else. Did I mention Cher?

    I am celebrating the fact that I never heard of Cornhole until a few years ago. Clearly it is a popular game as is one with an even more unsettling name - Farkling. Do you, Cherdo, or any of your friends or family Farkle? Fess up! I have ways of making you talk.

    Now I'm thinking of Farkling and I can't think of anything else. Did I mention Farkle?

    In the late 60s I was introduced to a card game called Sh-t (or Poop) on Your Neighbor. Ever hear of it? Ever play it? It was tremendously popular back home in PA.

    It's Friday, the end of another week of fun and friendship. Let's celebrate! Have a wonderful weekend, dear friend Cherdo!

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    1. "The fixer upper"...oh, no. My mind is going wild with that one. Yes...we must talk.

      If I keep this chair long enough, it can be my old chair. It's just a matter of time.

      Cornhole is a bad game name, but Farkle doesn't bother me. Sadly - I love Farkle. It's a favorite. I've even got a TN version of Farkle. Someone cleverly make small version out of something that resembles film containers. The kids like to play it. Hmmm...I'm teaching Latin again...wonder if I could dream up a way to make a Latin Farkle. Perhaps Farkilus Maximus?

      Cher? New chair, not new Cher...that must have been the connection.

      Never heard of the poop game, but I did play "B-S"...I wonder if it was the same.

      This was a great comment; I needed a laugh (I always do...I'm just that way). Have a great weekend! Sorry for the late response - I've been busy today!

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    2. Poop On Your Neighbor is usually played with four or more people. I don't remember much about it except that when you play your hand down to two cards you must remember to say the words "two cards" or "I have two cards left." If you forget and another player notices and asks you how many cards you're holding, you need to draw five more cards. It was a good drinking game and it was harder than you might think to keep track of how many cards were in your hand.

      Have a safe and happy weekend, dear friend Cherdo!

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  7. I don't even try with plants anymore. They see me in the garden shop and just drop dead on their own.

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    1. There have been years when I considered just waving at the garden shop.

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  8. Cherdo, isn't it amazing how much difference the "right" chair makes? Enjoyed your celebrations. Have a fabulous Friday and weekend.

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    1. Oh, sister, you ain't kidding! My doc says I have lumbar radiculopathy...I say I have an owweeee and my chair makes it better.

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  9. Yes its always a good thing when our loved ones go thru a holiday without blasting fireworks off their head!
    I want to see the chair. I love chairs. I love that your husband bought you a chair. I feel like this could somehow turn into a Dr Seuss poem. LOL
    I have a black thumb. I seriously can kill cactus.
    Cornhole is the strangest name for a game but I love to play the game. Of course I always hear in my head Beavis and Butthead yelling CORNHOLIO!!!
    Have a super weekend sweet friend!

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    1. My chair isn't fancy to look at, it's just super adjustable and cushioned in all the right ways. It was made for me. I would have bought it if it was ugly; it just feels so good. I'll post a picture.

      Lovely lady, be safe and have a great weekend, m'dear!

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  10. Yay to dying hanging baskets - I SO feel you here. I'm blaming my lack of green thumb this year to the heavy rains. Funny thing is, unexpected cantaloupes was the best grower in my garden last year ;) Congrats to the chair! And congrats to mowing!

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    1. That's the perfect term! Unexpected cantaloupes! When we found them, it was like Santa came an extra day!

      Have a great weekend, buddy!

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  11. Cornhole? Really? Do you think they'd let me join? Do your family members usually set off fireworks on their heads? It's still the fourth of July here. Certain neighbors who live across the street and down a bit stated setting off fireworks the weekend before the fourth, and they are still setting them off. No one cares that the fireworks are illegal inside city limits, and I'm not going to be the tattle tale who gets tarred and feathered. Hot Young Anthony mowed my front yard. The back is a jungle. My yard guy moved away. He didn't tell me he was going until his last time here. He said, I won't be back. Bleagh. My plants are dying in the heat, and it's not for lack of shade and water. It's just too darn hot. I was amazed they made it through the cold winter. Cher? Shady, why are we talking about Cher? I know! You have tickets, and you're going to take me to see her. I'll even sing Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves with her. Oh, such joy is meant to be mine. Half-breed, that's all I ever heard.That's not the true insult. It was, "Intellectual! Why are you so much smarter than everybody else?"

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. That should be "started" instead of stated. I apologize in my official capacity as The Queen of Grammar.

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    2. As Queen, you must carry a lot on your shoulders, but you do it with grace.

      My family tries to abstain from the head fireworks, but since another guy "met his maker" doing just that, I feared copycat actions. But, no...we're good.

      I like my fireworks BIG and finished in twenty minutes. All other fireworks are irritating as all heck.

      Great to see that your computer woes are over! Yay!

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  12. Cornhole.
    Yeah.
    Saying it makes me giggle.
    Cornhole.
    Hee...hee...hee.

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    1. Al, you are the man.

      What is crazy is the fact that I just couldn't wait for Hubzam to get home and see that headline...I'll never grow up.

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  13. Cornhole sounds like a really bad word. I'm with Al, I am giggling. Too funny that the canteloupe are doing well in the compost heap. Maybe they don't like good nutrients and being fussed over. Congrats on having a chair that sounds like the chair from Frasier...you know the one where they tried to replace the dad's chair with one that heats and vibrates:)

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    1. Cornhole sounds so wrong.

      The cantaloupes thrive because I'm not touching them. :-\

      We've probably seen every Frazier. I think I'll keep my chair till I croak, ha ha.

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  14. So happy to hear nobody in your family shot off fireworks from their head!

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    1. It's a refreshing piece of news, isn't it?

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  15. You are hilarious! I loved reading your celebrate post - Yay for no heads blown off by fireworks, the jungle being mown, no dead plsnts (yet - crossing my fingers for you!), and for the fabulous new chair. Your husband definitely sounds like a like a big win!

    Note - My cohost Katie dropped out. My new cohost is Tonja @ Kidbits - http://tonjadrecker.blogspot.com/

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    1. Whoops! I fixed it and I hope Tonja was not offended.

      I'm keeping my last husband (I never say second husband...he's number one in all the important ways...also, we have a "till death do us part agreement"...if we can't agree, I just look at him and say, "Is this worth dying over?").

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  16. Cornhole sounds like an awkward word. Looks like everything's great with the husband, the chair, and the plants. Have a great weekend.

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    1. Bingo...waaaay awkward.

      Medeia, hope you're having a good weekend! I can't remember where this was but I told someone on another blog "Medeia Sharif is THE MACHINE."

      They were talking about how many words they were trying to kick out and I thought, "Medeia can do that standing on her head..." :-)

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  17. I was planning to write something witty and profound (all at once!) but was utterly derailed by the word 'Cornhole'. I must beg to be excused while I go somewhere and snicker until I have no breath left. Ciao!

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    1. Cornhole has magical powers. But it is a black magic...or at least brown.

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  18. I've run into many Cornhole Professionals at work lately...

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    1. They're insidious. Be careful. Bean counters are bad about that. Beans lead to bean bags...you know how this is going to turn out, Chris...

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  19. Cornhole? I didn't even know that was a word. I've got to go look it up now. Congrats on your cantaloupe success. It's funny how those things happen. Enjoy your weekend and your chair!

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    1. Come to the World Championships...I know, it's hard to believe...

      Have a great weekend, girl!

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  20. I'd like to see a picture of that wonderful chair. I could use a new throne.

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  21. awe, it's so lovely to hear about your appreciation for your husband. :)
    Have a wonderful time with that chair!

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    1. Hey, Karla, I appreciate him more than anyone - it's my self-appointed job. :-)

      Have a great weekend1

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    2. ...it would have been nice if that "1" was the exclamation point I thought I typed...

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  22. Dearest Cherdo,

    I smiled as I read about your appreciation for your husband. This is such a lovely post! :)

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    1. Thanks, my friend! He's easy to appreciate. Hope you're having a great weekend!

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  23. If the plants have gone this long without dying, maybe they've decided they can put up with you. And hooray for comfy chair and the man responsible for getting it.

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Thanks for your personal yada, yada, yada,
Love, Cherdo