TRUTH. BE. TOLD.

Wish as my little OCD mind can, June Cleaver I am not.

Today is a perfect case in point. I've done very little compared to all that I would've loved to have mastered today, it now being past 4 in the afternoon.

No lie, I:

• scribbled some thoughts (okay they were sketches or doodles more so than written thoughts) in my YW notebook.
• salvaged a tiny bit more sleep, to add to what little I got the night before - those hot flashes be damned!
• sent off a little message to my sweet friend in Australia since, due to a crazy dream that landed the entire Ranch relocated to her neck of the woods, she's definitely been on my mind. (I promise there has been no Man from Snowy River or Quigley Down Under watched amidst my weeks of NetFlix, I swear. So it was completely out of the blue.) 
• rebuked a couple of out of control, sexist, ego-maniacs in one of my Pro Photog groups, via a scathing retort from my Blackberry - from my sick bed - via our group's FB forum.
• mentally plotted & planned a Rice Krispie treat Valentine for Mini-Me & Mr LKP - though I have yet to make it materialize (picture this: marshmallow mix dyed red, set Krispie treats cut out with heart-shaped cookie cutter, and then RK hearts half-dipped in chocolate... perhaps with sprinkles dusted across the tops... whadda ya think?).  Again, it being this late in the Vday game, they may not come about until 11pm, if at all. But that's my plan...

So what am I getting at?

Well June Cleaver or not (mind you, not a single Valentine's Day decor item went up this year...and that wooden heart's out year-round, except Christmas, so it doesn't count) ITS ALL ABOUT THE HEART.

Throw fanfare & great expense out the window.

If those you love know where your heart's at, then it'll be a more than splendid holiday indeed, without all the feelings of validity vs. inadequacy rising or falling based on how deep the new hole in the pocketbook now is or how creative you did NOT get with the pancake batter this morning!  (Perhaps in some Vday trade for some gourmet-looking RK treats Mr LKP will paint my toes bright pink for me?! Oh yes, splendid indeed!)  Just sayin'.

P.S.
In case you were wondering, yes. Despite my healing leaving me more like the Tortoise and less like the Hare, yes Rommadon (the LKP/Romm family's holy month & a half of riotous celebrations) has commenced. Kicked it off with Mr LKP's 32nd birthday this weekend, and I'm aiming for it to just pick-up more momentum as my healing progresses!

::hugs::

Finally Opened One of My Christmas Presents...

...And my sanity's being kept intact one GINORMOUS super sticky Post-It note at a time!

No lie.  They're holding me & my cabin fever together.

On them I've drafted poems, jotted down the cure for the common cold - that came to me in one of my many colorful Percocet-enhanced dreams, I've mapped out all sorts of grandiose plans for when I'm back to 100% and once again unleashed on the world.  From them I've even fabricated a make-shift sleep mask perfect for an afternoon nap, as well as Super Willow's new crime-fighting cape.  Plus, wadded-up, they provide Willow & I with hours of fetching entertainment (shhh!  Just don't let PETA know, they may have me arrested cause who-knows-what-in-tarnation the new bionic super sticky adhesive's made of).

They've proven to be the handiest gift ever.

So, my point is, when you truly care to send those you love THE very best,  send that loved one some GIGANTOR-sized sticky notes.  They'll thank you... and you can tell them I said, "You're welcome."

***Oh, and  a new Blackberry Torch 9810 never hurt no one.  Matter of fact a new BB will keep your loved-one right busy learning a new Greek language & navigational skills.  Better than a Rubix Cube!  Just sayin'....

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: "Mom, I don't want to jump. I just want to eat the chicken poop!"

Nothing Like Rear-View Mirror Blue

So, Mini-Me and I have departed The Garden of Egan.
On the road again!
What a wonderful weekend.
Glorious grub. Fabulous, forever friends. Spiritually edified.

...After a quick $2 stop at Deseret Book, we've got ourselves a great LDS soundtrack for the LONG journey ahead.

...The wide open space through my windshield promises we'll see The Ranch in a matter of hours, and once again be held in Mr. LKP's arms. Can't wait...

But part of me wishes he was here in the JEEP, and we were headed back towards that serene blue sky that Mini-Me and I just came from.

Mayhem

This is our crew. 

Did a cousin dinner tonight. 

So funny! 

Very eye opening. :) 

A fine dining establishment + 6 kids ages 8-14....and a 30 year old in the back...on the right = mayhem!

(I certainly hope they let us dine there again.)

S.O.S.

Alright, so we're full-blown with the moving. This is the most expensive potential I've ever even considered, let alone bought! (And no, husbands don't fall into that category. lol!) So, boxes are going in the new place...stuff's coming out of the old place. Why am I here then and not helping? Well, first of all, we're between trips now (hence the picture above). Second, the ranch is still nameless. So this is my S.O.S. This time around, though, I've got some words I'm loving but I'm not sure that they go together well. Rusty & Spur. Can you think of a good name utilizing one of them? Needs to be 3-4 syllables tops. ...Rolling Spur... ...Wild Spur... ...Rusty Pearl... ...Rusty Gem... ...what do you think? I've got a feeling we're almost on to it!

Finder's Keepers

This is how I found Sir Tuffy this afternoon! =)
I think its his way of saying, "Don't forget me, mom."

Is This Thing On?!

Daisy & I snagged this gem of a photo today.
Poor Tuffy. But isn't he just stinkin' cute?!
So I'm testing my SMS posting abilities, since internet may get sketchy while transferring service to the new place. Don't worry, it won't last forever. =)
Happy Wednesday, everybody.
Pffftttt!
Happy Cinco De Mayo, everybody!!!

 I'm off to catch a little shut-eye and then back to more turbo-packing!!! Vroom Vroom!