My post is late, but "F" is for future.

We are buying my parents' house. The house my grandfathers built and I was raised in. This has me thinking about the future. A lot. I decided to show you what's been flying through my mind at 100 mph. 

Ideas for my future barn...

I want this sign

Not going to happen but this is nice. 

My future sunroom....

Lots of comfy seating please!

My future Front porch...

I must have rocking chairs.

And the scariest thought going through my head right now. We have a house... we could totally have kids. 

And this is so stinking cute! I am to selfish busy for babies right now though. Maybe one day. For now the fur babies are just fine.

Monday the 13th... Seriously? A Monday? and the 13th?

I just had a feeling that this was gonna be one of days. I mean come one... Monday the 13th? That just screams ruh roh raggy! That was Scooby talk if you didn't catch it. Yeah I am lame awesome. So this Monday... I was dreading it, however I work for dad. That means I can't call in sick, because being the daddy's girl I am he would come check one me and find me feeling A-ok at the pool or something. So I got out of bed and grumbled all the way to work. Looking like this....

Now, at this point I am running on 4 hours of sleep because my body is dumb and has days and nights confused. See the lovely bags? I walk into work and get bombarded with questions. I work/help run the family's towing company. This means I have 18 men that I am in control of at all times. It's not as glamorous as it sounds. I love them to death, but they whine and bicker and complain and ask you to repeat yourself 156646 times a day. It's like teaching Pre-K, seriously. Bless their hearts. (If you say that in the south it makes a negative comment instantly nicer.) Remember that. 

This morning it was "my new phone sucks can I have my old one back?" and "I don't want to go on this call." or my favorite "Will you order me breakfast?" Do I look like your mama? Then more questions... "Can I have new log sheets, I spilt something on mine?" , "I have a GPS, but will you look up directions?" , " You look grouchy? Are you grouchy?" At this point, I was probably turning red. I mean seriously, I got there an hour early to play online in peace get some extra work done ! And because hubs and I carpool but that's besides the point. 

Then one of my driver's calls me and his phone is messing up (should have let them keep their old phones) and all I can hear is ran...front of me.... I... hit them. I am thinking he has hit a person! I said (a little angrier then intended) "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" Well, ends up someone turned in front of him and hit him head one. It wasn't his fault and everyone was okay. Thank God.  At that moment dad walked in and I had to say a quick "Good morning. Oh by the way, one of your trucks just wrecked could ya go get that out of the road. Oh, and happy Monday daddy!"

First road bump taken care of. Ha, get it road bump? Then I realize it is hot. Like 88 degrees hot. In the office. Our AC was out. It's the middle of August in Georgia, ya'll. I thought I was melting and I was running on very little sleep. I was lovely. I am grouchy when hot. And sleepy. And people GROWN MEN are whining at me. We set up an emergency cooling system a.k.a fans every where! We had like 8 fans in our office. You couldn't hear a thing.

Look how ghetto I looked with my big box fan on my desk. I didn't care. I even stripped down to a black spaghetti strapped tank top. Not work appropriate? I didn't care. I couldn't hear the customers on the phone because of the big fan. I didn't care. Usually my desk is spotless. Look at that clutter! Again didn't care! 

You guys should have seen the post melt/aggravated photo. I took one but it was so bad I wouldn't even let the hubby see. I am feeling much better now that I have a shower and now that its a cool 70 degrees out. Hoodie weather in Georgia. Oh and the AC guy showed up and fixed it at 5pm, ya know when it was time to leave. He is still my hero though! 

Here's to a Happy Tuesday!

Down south, crafting dog lover with a sense of humor

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Social Sunday- Food talk!

1. If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Potatoes. I love them fried, baked, twice baked, au gratin. YUM

2. What’s your guilty pleasure/comfort food?

I am so southern, give me chicken and mashed potatoes any day for comfort food. When I am sick I crave it. We are trying to cut down on meat products and it sucks. 

3. What’s the weirdest/craziest thing you’ve ever eaten?

I don't really eat anything weird. I eat authentic southern cuisine. Sometimes that can be weird and questionable.   

4. What foods do you avoid at all costs?

Yogurt. I can't do the texture. I really wish I could. Oh and catfish. Gross. 

5. What meal reminds you of your childhood?

Cornbread and pinto beans. 

6. Share one of your favorite recipes and the story behind it.                                                    My mama's potato soup. mmm... WARNING- It's addicting and sticks to your thighs. 

1 box Velveeta, 5lbs potatoes, 1 bag of the broccoli/cauliflower/carrots mixed, 1 large tub of sour cream and salt an pepper. 

You boil the potatoes until they are just about done. DO NOT DRAIN THEM. You need the broth. Add the box of Velveeta  and the veggies and the sour cream. Add salt and pepper to taste and serve. Heaven in a bowl folks!

Hit hard. Again.

Today was my papa's birthday. I have only half-cried once, but I have a feeling when I lay down to sleep tonight the sobs will hit. Hard. 

My dad and I were the closest to him and in his death we have leaned on one another through all the ups and downs of the emotions.

Today, when I went to take care of Casper dad walked out and asked if I remembered what today was. I said yeah, I had thought of it first thing and then shut my eyes really hard like I would push away the pain. It didn't freaking work. Dammit! It still freaking hurts. 

Well papa, happy birthday. I love you and miss you and oh God does it still hurt. Right now, I have one of those lumps in my throat that feels like its going to burst and suffocate me. Ironically, this week I am at the point in my book where I have to write about losing you. I literally get out a sentence at a time and then lose it. Angry sobs, yelling and shaking sets in and I have to stop. Chris isn't even affected by the tears anymore. He has learned just to let me cry it out. 

 It's hard to spend everyday with someone, and then they are gone. Not only were you my grandpa, but my coworker, my boss, my best friend. I came to you with any questions or problems, be it work related, money related, education related or relationship related. You taught me so much. I strive to be who I think you would want me to be. Sometimes I lose my way, but then I go to the memorial garden and talk to you and regain focus. 

I just hope you are celebrating big in Heaven. I feel like you are with me or at least smiling down at me. Did you know dad is selling me the house you built? I am so excited to raise my kids in the walls you put up. I can't wait to tell them stories about the amazing man that the people of Alpharetta and Roswell are still talking about. I am proud to be your granddaughter. Your Princess. Your baby. 

I love you papa. Happy Birthday. 

Love, 

Your baby girl

Mallory

(I didn't really edit this. I can't read back through it. Sorry for errors and sorry for the sad post)

Organize like a boss...

I am forever organizing. I live to organize! Today I created a blog planner and I figured I would share with ya'll! Feel free to use it, just give me a shout out. It's a shared Google doc. Let me know if you have any problems. Here is the Link!

Here is what it looks like! 

I think it will work well and I am super excited to start planning! Let me know what you think. 

Friday finally showed up!

Well, we made it through Friday! That means it is time for some Friday letters. 

Dear Riley, Why are you a wild man tonight? It's cute, but when you annoy Lacey and she attacks your face I am not going to discipline her. 

Dear Mortgage guy, Got the paperwork you needed me to sign today! You had the wrong address on all the stuff. I don't think the people in Midville would be happy if I signed the papers on their house. I don't even know where Midville is. 

Dear followers, Thank you. Your comments and emails made my day. You have no idea. I hope I can continue entertaining you. 

Dear Mama and Daddy, Thank you. I cannot even begin to repay you for all you have done for me over the years. I love ya'll.

Dear summer thunderstorm, I am loving you right now! I have a feeling I will be sleeping well tonight. This will probably make waking up and going to the office on my day off, just to hang with hubby even harder.

Dear Eyes, Can we stop with the off again/on again pinkeye-type crap. Seriously, I miss my contacts and I look like I am hungover and haven't slept in 4 day.