Man Candy Monday

Happy Monday and how are we? I feeling pretty stupid right this second. I just realized the calendar I hung up was the school calendar from 2015-2016! No wonder my dates are screwy! 20 days (really 19) until my spring break. I can’t remember a time when I needed spring break so badly. I’ve been feeling rather morbid for the last few weeks. Between sick, sick, sick, sick, realizing I can’t really go home for Easter because mine and Spawn’s spring breaks are far apart – I mean I COULD go home, but we would leave on Friday afternoon, after his classes and then drive and we would drive back 2 days later on Easter and honestly, I’ve reached a point where driving 5 hours and getting up to go to work the next day, just really doesn’t happen. I’d take the day, but I’ve used up all of my sick days, so no. Not happening.

So we’re pretty much home both spring breaks. I think we’re going to go to the Yorktown one weekend of Spawn’s spring break and we’re going to a plantation one weekend of my spring break to enjoy the azaleas – IF they’re still in bloom.

Summer is arriving here on the Georgia Coast – WAY too early. Next week, we’ll have a cold snap, it looks like – temps in the low to mid 60’s, but honestly, is that really a cold ‘snap’? More like a mild toss. We are covered in pollen and I’m thinking that might have a LOT to do with my morbid mood (Yes, I said ‘morbid’!) Yesterday, while driving in the car, I told Spawn exactly what I wanted done with everything if I died suddenly. That’s pretty morbid. It was pretty straight forward to. He’s looking at me like – uhm, Mom, you’re not going anywhere anytime soon. Somehow I’m thinking I might be lucky to be around come 60, much less 65. I think between Emma Chambers, Rev. Billy Graham, the latest shooting, the explosion in Leichester…

Just too much, y’know?

I’ve lost another pound, I’m dying of thirst (not good)

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, I’m taking a bit of a sabbatical from social media. I might show up for Zee reads and maybe Guyday and Mancandy Monday, but I’m just, not in a good mood and haven’t been in a while. So rather than drag all of you down into the abyss with me, I’m just going to go away for a while and get my head back in the game.

Soooo without further ado…

Have a great week!

 

Guy Day and Pie!

No, not THAT kind of pie! And not pork pie, either. That stuff just sounds nasty!

I think it is no surprise to anyone that I love pizza. It’s my comfort food, if given a choice between pizza and peanut butter, I would chose pizza. Every time. Hands down. Birthday? Give me the pizza over the cake. Really.

For me, one of the first most important things to do when I move into a new area, is to find a great pizza parlor that isn’t Pizza Hut or Dominoes or Little Caesar’s. When Michael and I moved to further south, we found a GREAT pizza place a mile behind us in the historic part of town.  We loved it! We made it a point to go there once a month, the service was slow, but the pie was divine. The first time we went was on my birthday and I had the gall bladder attack of all gall bladder attacks that night and I ended up in the hospital. Once my gall bladder was gone, we were like clockwork, once a month, rain or shine!

We’ve not found one here yet. We’ve been eating too much Little Caesar’s. I was treated when I first moved here to a lovely place way down in the south part of town, where everything is a small, one-person pizza but I don’t think I’d remember how to get there, tbh. And it’s far, far away. Can’t remember the name, or what street it’s down.

Either way, on our many trips to the islands, we kept passing this little place called ‘Lighthouse Pizza’ on the way out. Spawn and I would both say – we need to try that someday – and then we conveniently forget. I don’t know about you, but my mind has become a steel whatchamacallit.

Valentine’s Day was not a good day for me on several fronts. And when my son came to pick me up, I had succumbed to the mother of all migraines.  I’ve been ill since Thanksgiving – Bronchitis, bronchial asthma, whatever heinous crap went around in late January and now, pollen has shown up. I can’t catch a break to save my bahootie!

Reminds me I need to attach the water hose to the front of the house so I can rinse the car. Dark Charcoal shows pollen very well. Ick.

Either way, Spawn was driving, I was fussing about ODing on Tylenol and he says, you know what mom? Friday, when I pick you up, since we’re already pretty much there, I’m taking you out to Lighthouse Pizza. So dress appropriately.

We got there early on a Friday Night. The entrance into the place is a doozy and I don’t suggest making a left hand turn into it. I feared for my radiator. We were there and a family with an upset child who was really old enough to not be having that kind of a temper tantrum was there. But they left soon after we arrived.

The atmosphere was great and the pizza was really good. It was a tad pricey, but pretty much what we pay for a decent meal out for 2. And let’s be honest, eating 5 dollar pizza gets old. It’s okay, but it’s not pie. Michael and I have decided we FOUND our pizza parlor. So now we can say, we are home.

Expect some Gary at all the normal places this weekend.

Today is Friday, thank you very much – That means, Guy Day and I don’t know about you, but I NEED some Guy.

You’re welcome!

Have a good weekend all!

 

ManCandy Monday!

And how was your Monday?

Despite it being February, the temps this week are hitting the low 80’s and staying there. Pollen has dusted everything.

If you looked, you can see I have dressed for spring! It’s bad when you have to buy a tunic to match the shoes you just could NOT pass up!

And I keep saying – I’m done shopping. I’m done.

Really.

Either way, it is time for some Man Candy!

ROHIRRIM!!!!!

I have no idea who this hottie is, but damn, my hormones just moaned.

Hullo Brock!

And in case you didn’t see… this is what I think Fulks looks like.

*coughs*

I hope you had a great day!

SPRING!

hath sprung!!!!

There’s pollen everywhere!

Actually, I didn’t even leave town! I stayed in. I tried to buy some cute things on serious sale but American Express decided to vomit so no one could get nothing for 24 hours and by the time they fixed their mess, the coupons I tried to use now show they’ve been used, when they haven’t. Roaman’s told me to call my credit card and the credit card told me to call Roamans. Sale is now over and what WOULD have cost me 57.00 including shipping and handling will now cost me 148.00. Stuff is cute but not THAT cute. So no.

But I”m enjoying the slightly uncomfortable shoes.

Came out this morning to a car I didn’t recognize. My car is dark charcoal grey. This car in my driveway was yellow. Go figure. You know, I’m allergic to this crap and I just got over the bronchitis and asthmatic bronchitis and whatever heinous flu/URI/sickness and now this. THIS! I can’t win! Everything that deals with sinus and headache puts my behind to sleep! My kids are tired of movies, I’m tired of movies. We’re tired of all of it.

There will be ManCandy tonight. Yessireebob!

It’s GuyDay!

Despite wasting 2 boxes of Samoias, Valentines Day chocolates and eating out almost every night, I still managed to loose a pound. I’m wearing my Foil Print Jeans and a beige top and my favorite man is taking me out for dinner! Pizza on the island!

My blood sugar is bad. Really bad, however. Oh well.

25 days until Spring Break, 60 days until the end of the school year, no more kids. But I’m not counting.

(That’s a lie)

So it’s Guy Day! Get your Guy on!!!!

Have a great weekend!

Ah me!

Today, was a mostly shit day at work today. Mostly. I won’t go into ugly details (except privately, if you’re curious) but there was a nasty display of unprofessional behavior between two teachers who aired their nasty differences in the hall in front of God and everyone, including administration.

But when the day wrapped up, my son called me to tell me he had passed his Calculus test – this is the third time he’s taken Calculus and no one told him the first 2 times he needed to take Trig first – and he was all excited.

And then I got home and found some beautiful love in my mail box. Sorry the pictures are so crappy.

ManCandy – Valentine’s Day Edition

Yesterday, my parents celebrated 57 years of marriage. That’s just an amazing number of years. They married quite young – Mom wasn’t yet 18 and dad had just turned 20. They still hold hands and church calls them the sweetheart couple. Just an amazing marriage.

I’m jealous. I’ll never have that. oh well.

I hunted up some hot Valentine men for us but….

 

And yeah – it got worse.

 

I did manage to snag some nice ones…

My son bought me a HUGE bar of dark chocolate. yum!  I found a few other cuties, but I”ll share them another day. Honestly, all I want for Valentine’s Day is…

 

Happy Guy Day!

I think I’m over the sick hump! I’m telling you, it’s been AWFUL sick sick sick! I feel like I’ve spent the entire winter SICK!

Speaking of winter, the South’s Groundhog – General Beauregard Lee – predicted 6 more weeks of winter. I was good with that because that means later to start doing the lawn and later for hot weather to return. Sadly, I don’t think General Lee predicted right this year.

Do you see cold weather? I don’t see cold weather. I see mild weather where – yay – I can turn off the heat/air, but I also see lots of RAIN meaning bugs and growing grass. My phone weather map says it’s going to be WARMER – into the 80’s.

Meh. So unhappy!

However, I’m celebrating tonight – I have lost 4 pounds this week! TOOOOO ME! SCORE!

I also wrote 7 pages of William Edward. Darkness Darkness coming people,

And now without further fanfare, even though he loves it,  I present Guy Day!

Also, I’ve not bought anything in some weeks. I”ve made 2 payments on my credit card and will make a 3rd and possibly 4th before I even consider those pretty floral shoes. (I can get them with the kitten heel or flats. Same price. I’m eyeballing the flat. So lost weight and no clothes shopping….

Yum!

 

After reading

several reviews, I must say I would much prefer to listen to Richard read ‘Manna from Heaven’ and do all the voices.

I’m not being egotistical. It just is.

ManCandy Monday

And Happy February to you! Can you believe it’s already February? I can’t. This school year is moving fast!

That means summer will move fast. My summer last year was over in the blink of an eye. Way too fast!

I’m home sick again. Sinuses, coughing – a rollicking Upper Respiratory Infection or most likely – a common cold. There is nothing common about this, let me tell you!

So I am home alone, the house is quiet… it wasn’t to begin with. My son’s cat, Widgette, got up this morning on the wrong side of the bed and has hissed her ire at everyone she can. She growls, doesn’t want you in the same room with her. Lord Thunderbutt can wander by and she screeches at him. After she clawed my toes and began the infernal yowling, I realized she was stressed about something and need the equivalent of a kitty time out for a migraine. So I chased her into my room about 90 minutes ago and shut the door.

However, within 5 minutes, this happened and is still happening.

Yeah, I need to do laundry and will when I”m feeling better.

Honest. He has sat sentry outside the door for the better part of an hour and a half, but neither one has made a peep. I’m not opening that door until my need for a nap overrides everything and I still might take that nap on the couch!

Anyway, it is time for ManCandy Monday.

I know you look forward to this!

 

And I need a doctor. So I googled images for ‘Hot Doctor’ and got this…

Someone got into Guy’s house and not only raided his wardrobe, but his guyliner as well….

Seriously, I NEED a doctor.

I feel better already.

Not really, but…