
Found a ceramic nose in El Jefe’s driveway this weekend. Bet you can’t beat that story!
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say hey…
Y’all have a great weekend. Here’s a tune that always takes me to my happy place… hope it will take you to yours.
MelF’s weekend update
Tony and Angela’s wedding reception was Friday, so the boys and I got cleaned up and celebrated together. I took pics of them because THEY WERE BOTH CLEAN. AT THE SAME TIME. You probably don’t understand how monumental this is, unless you also are the parent of 13 and 17 year old boys…


This is me and Ian after the reception. He’s about to jump into the pool for a late night swim and I’m sweating like it’s my job. But it turned out to be a cute pic, despite the hair in his eyes. At least he’s not flipping off the camera or making some weird face…
Here I am with my nieces Zzer and Scarlette. I can’t believe they are both almost taller than me! WTH?
And here I am with Robyn and the *ahem* BLUSHING bride, GiGi! She looked beautiful. And I had such a good time seeing my some old friends and family again.
Rader and Ruby soaking up the rays…
lawdy I thought Friday would never arrive!
Seriously. For a short work week, this was the LONGEST. WEEK. EVER. I told Stoney yesterday that I was pretty sure I’d aged 45 years over the past week. Have you seen my spectacles and cane?
a good time was had by all
This was a fabulous holiday weekend. Sadly, the party barge is still out of commission so we were unable to spend the weekend on the lake. However, we made the best of it…
When I started working outside, Clementine and Ruby decided to pay Baby Bear a visit…
And finally, yesterday was a great pool party with some of the best people on earth. I was exhausted from all the fun, so I took a little nap…
How was your weekend?
back it up like a Tonka truck!
If it doesn’t rain today and if Waylon the Gravel Dude can make it work, we will be getting a dump truck load of new driveway this afternoon. And you know what that means, right? Free beer to anyone over the age of 21 who would like to come over and help us spread it out. The more hands we have, the quicker we can be done… Also, BYOS (bring your own shovel)


And after a few hours of nonstop pinballing around the house, he crashes hard.
Then he wakes, hits the catnip pipe and goes for it again.
3 days of happy and broken down boat.
El Jefe and I took the mutts to Lake Ouachita this weekend. We arrived Friday afternoon, loaded everyone onto the party barge and took off to find the end of the earth.

prepare for the epic in cute: meet Bobcat Greyskull
A tee-tiny, itty-bitty kitteh adopted us this weekend. He’s barely 4 weeks old, has a broken and infected tail and is so skinny he makes Lara Flynn Boyle look obese.
I say he adopted us, but really, he adopted Ruby. And Baby Bear didn’t seem to mind him either.


El Jefe is taking him to the vet today. We expect he will lose his tail (though they might surprise us)… in preparation for the possible de-tailing (haha), we’ve named him Bobcat. And then Greyskull naturally, of course. And really, you have to call him Bobcat Greyskull because that’s his name, like Bettie Sue or Jim Bob. Anyway, El Jefe seems quite smitten with the little rascal. I’m wondering if Bobcat Greyskull will make it back to the compound… 🙂
Yesterday was a day of yard work and household duties. El Jefe became one with the John Deere while I potted some hanging baskets and cleaned off and straightened up my porch. Jefe also got to put his big bag of tools to use and fixed my bathroom faucet and porch door. Next on the list: cat door! (because the cats keep finding their way to my home. I think I’m running a House for Wayward Kittehs. This does NOT make me a cat lady. Yet.) (also, if I have dogs, doesn’t that automatically disqualify me from being a cat lady? yes. yes it does.)
I leave you today with a picpasm of more cuteness. Have a great week!

The yellow kitteh is Chicken Nugget. He and Ruby are pretty much BFFs…
Here is Ruby and Baby Bear checking out Bobcat Greyskull. Headbutts all around!
Trinity really enjoying a good brushing.
Baby Bear is too cool for school. Or my camera.
can I just get this off my chest?
El Jefe and I took in two movies this weekend, which I think may bring our total of movies seen together to four. We generally wait and see them on his giant TV at home, but it was so hot this weekend (not that I’m complaining) that going to the movies just made sense.
Especially since there are so many out right now that we both want to see.
Now, the movies were good. Both of them (Bridesmaids and X-Men First Class). BUT we had shit-luck this time because there were babies and toddlers in both movies. And when I say toddler, I mean not even 2 years old.
I get it. My kids were once tee-tiny and I wanted to get out of the house, too. And sometimes there are no options available for when you need to get out and it sucks.
BUT YOU DON’T TAKE YOUR NEWBORN TO THE MOVIES. Seriously. Why would you do this? You’re dumping a butt-ton of money just to get inside and then you can’t even stay and watch the majority of the flick because you have to keep leaving to calm the baby.
Or worse, you just let the baby cry it out in the theater–for the same movie that we also paid butt-ton of money to see. (especially if you include the highway-robbery popcorn and coke. But you know what? You really can’t go to a movie without popcorn and coke.)
There are very few things that drive me batty in this world. (like batty to the point that it makes me seem like I have issues. haha)
- I don’t like to be late.
- I abhor the sound of clipping toenails and finding said clippings on the floor.
- Babies don’t belong in teen or adult movies. Ever. Period.
There. I feel better now.
Now in the world of good and awesome, go see X-Men First Class. I was blown away by its awesome. They did a fantastic job casting the ‘younger’ heroes and the acting was superb. According to El Jefe they did change a few of the story-lines but the changes were well done and appropriate. If you have been a fan of the X-Men movies, you will NOT be disappointed in this one.
skinny, lucky, hot, friday!
Because I’m such a dork, I totally took a pic of me in my skinny jeans this morning.
Now look. I know the skinny is really “skinny” but whatever. I haven’t worn these jeans in almost 2 years when I got down to my lowest weight since forever. And then I kinda sorta started eating everything that didn’t run away from me. (because if it ran from me, I would have to chase it…and well, that was exercise.) Anyway, I’m back in my “skinny” jeans and I’m damn happy about it…and SO ARE YOU. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
I’m also feeling rather lucky today because I was walking from my car to my office, looked down into a patch of clover (that I look at everyday) and what did I see?
That’s right. A four-leaf clover. My inner leprechaun jumped out and made see it as I was walking by, so that makes me not only “skinny” today, but “lucky” as well.
Now let’s talk about hot.
It is freaking HOT outside and I’m loving it. I’m sorry, but I’ll take 95 degree days over snow-covered 20 degree days anytime.
I mean, I know Little Rock isn’t a mecca of snowfall, but honestly, we had our share this year. And then the rain as well. So as far as I’m concerned, sunshine and HOT is most welcome here.
And it’s Friday. I have no kids, no plans, and no worries. Well, I am going to clean my fur-infested house but other than that, I’m hoping a certain someone’s pool will be blue again and that I can find myself lounging beside it at some point. Or maybe there will be a certain party barge that will have a charged battery and I can tool around the lake one day. Because I’m afraid I’m losing my tan and we can’t have that happen! It’s only June 3 for corn’s sake!
Happy weekend y’all!















