Fripp!

Views from the deck:






There were at least six deer in the front yard at one time! They were so friendly they were eating out of Lovey's hand.







Fripp Sunset

One Good Name

The opinions expressed here are merely the opinion (and only opinion) of a girl sitting on her couch in beautiful South Carolina.

Today I'm going to talk about the correlation between Mark Sanford and Steve McNair. I can hear you saying "huh?" but stick with me.

When I was growing up, my dad always said "You only have one good name. It's up to you what you do with it". To which I probably said in my head "shut up! shut up! shut up! OK! Whatever!" But the older I get, the more I *get* it. Which leads me to these two.

Mark Sanford

I've put off saying anything about him yet because he has only just now shut his pie hole. Everyday some other ridiculousness has fallen out of his mouth. When his story first broke a few weeks ago, he was supposedly wandering the Appalachian trail to clear his head. Something poetic along the lines of Thoreau or Walt Whitman (and you know what whackadoos they were!). Then the real story hit. Our 'pillar of family values' governor was off in Argentina living it up with his mistress - over Father's Day weekend. Nice, A$$hat. Then Gooberjob had the nerve to say in print that he was going to "try" to fall back in love with his wife. I hope Jenny says "thanks but no thanks" to that egotistical self-centered freakshow. Sorry, got a little carried away there......Anyhoo! Team Jenny! But only if she ditches him for good. Damn, but I wish he'd just been crazy.

Steve McNair
The only thing I know about him is what I've read yesterday and today about his death. He was found shot to death in a Nashville condo along with a 20-year old woman who was also shot. They are now speculating murder-suicide. Several days earlier, she was pulled over for DUI along with McNair in an Escalade which was registered to her and McNair. McNair leaves behind a WIFE and FOUR SONS. Hmmm, same as our governor. The press says his wife is devastated.

Here's my point. The legacy these two guys leave behind for their kids probably won't be their achievements in politics and sports as much as the sullied name that each has created for themselves. Each had a good name that has been forever been marked in controversy and scandal.

Whitney said "the children are our future - teach them well and let them lead the way". Hopefully their mothers will teach them the character their fathers' actions have not.

Happy 4th!

In honor of the sacrifices of our men and women in uniform throughout history - who made this the land of the free and the home of the brave - I present you with the most hideous piece of flag clothing I have come across:



Is there some sort of application I need to complete to regain my British citizenship and regain my crown? Just askin'.

Fly Math

Word problem:

There are two flies in your house. You kill one. How many do you have left?

WRONG!

The answer is three! Yeesh...

What I Did On My First (Half) Day of Vacation

First half? Went to work. That's right. Of course, I did. Had to really. But enough about that.

I cannot believe it...but I saw a local version of this:


Oh, my! Kate's reverse mullet (business in the back, party in the front). I nearly ran into the glass store door. She did not however, have the little Samoan husband and was missing at least 6 kids.

I'm Easily Entertained....

Today I left work early to take Lovey to the back doctor. He needed someone with him in case they gave him a shot in his back.

There is really nothing funnier to me than Lovey on pain medicine. The first time he had kidney stones the doctor gave him Percocet (or something) that left him....let's say a little loopy. I just remember him sitting in the living room floor staring at his arm slurring "I jush don undershand how they put an IV in my arm when therzzz already stuff in therrreee." Laughed. My. Butt. Off!

When he was given Valium to do an MRI of his back, he came home and Shaved Down both of the little white dogs. Giggle.....

Today we had to be there at 3:30. I was kinda prepared...took my new Glamour magazine to read -- which is good since the Charleston Magazine they had in the waiting room was from 2006!

At 5:11 (after I had read my magazine, an Avon catalog and watched the same coverage on CNN of Michael Jackson's will and Mr. Sleazy's latest TMI), I get this text from Lovey in the exam room: "You hettingb ored yet?" Love. It. On the way home, he told me the same story 4 times. Each time beginning with "Have I told you...?"

He is currently sleeping it off in bonus room.

He has 5 more shots scheduled. Hilarity will ensue....

UPDATE: Lovey has no recollection of the text message. Omigosh...it doesn't get much mo bedda than this!