EDWARD CULLEN

For the past 2 weeks I have been swept away by the Twilight book series. I finished the 3rd book last night, so we are off to the store to purchase book #4 Breaking Dawn!!! For those who are curious I am team Edward. *swoon* It was my affection for Edward that forced me to read the books. I had watched the movies and LOVED my sweet Edward but my girlfriend kept insisting that my opinion didn't count because I hadn't read the book. (She is team Jacob) *groan*

So to shut her up I read the freaking books!!! The stories are captivating the characters complex. I understand why teens across the globe find Stephanie Meyer's stories irresistible.So I'm off to the store to buy my book but am feeling a little anxious because now I have to figure out what will occupy my time on Wednesday?!?! Maybe I can drag this book out a little longer than two days. It will be a challenge but I will try my best.

BYE BYE UNCLE FESTER

Well I guess my medication is working because my eye went from hey you have a tomato growing in your eye to hmmm do you have pink eye? I am now following in my newest blog follower's foot steps.

*Average Girl* from the blogspot blog *It's an Average Life* and am affectionately referring to the putrid bump as Uncle Fester. Thanks for helping me find the humor in my situation *Average Girl*. You have given me a new kind of sentimental connection to my putrid little bump.

So here's looking at you Uncle Fester...well with my good eye I mean. *wink*wink*

I SAID AU REVOIR!!!!!

Well here I am again, finally!! I haven't been able to write lately because I have been having issues with my health. It all started last month when a bump on the white of my eye appeared again. This little bump and I had tangled before and I knew just what to do to get rid of the little bugger or so I thought. Now I must confess I did ponder over whether or not to post a pic of my putrid eye but decided to spare you the images. It is very red, sensitive, and I understand why one would come to the conclusions that it is contagious. I assure you it's not, however I do enjoy the occasional random strangers approaching me and saying "EEEEEEWWWWWWWW what's wrong with your eye?!?" to which I respond " What? My eye, what's wrong with it? Gosh I hope my worms haven't come back!!!!"

Anyway as I was saying this little bump on my eye and I have scuffled in the past before so I grabbed my eye drops and said Au Revoir (French word of the day!! meaning:good bye) you foul little bump and waited for him to disappear. Only he didn't disappear and after 2 weeks I had to admit defeat and make an appointment with the eye doctor. Oh what a joyful experience that was!!! I kept praying "Dear Lord please don't have this man poke my eye with a needle" and guess what? He didn't poke my eye with a needle, not like the one that comes to mind when we say needle. He poked at the bump in my eye with something that looked like a knitting needle. *NOTE TO SELF* When praying to God about not allowing the eye doctor to poke your eye with a needle, be specific!!!!

So my eye doctor said to me that people with this kind of swelling of the nerve usually have some kind of issue with their auto immune system and that I needed to go to my regular physician and get blood work done. GREAT MORE NEEDLES!! Thank you doctor sadistic (wink*wink* with my GOOD eye) I will do that right after I leave your eye poking office. So I go get my blood drawn the next day because of course this blood work requires me to fast. 2 days later the nurse calls and says I MUST call her back that she has the results of my test.

Now upon hearing the message the nurse left on my answering machine it did invoked from me a very paranoid response as one would suspect. As I nervously dialed the number she had left for me to return her call I kept thinking oh it's cancer stage 2 I just know it. I debated back and forth with myself on exactly what type of stage 2 cancer I had, leukemia, breast, or was it colon?!?! I held my breath and hung on every word she said. "You have Hypothyroidism, we need to get you on medication right away.You will need to take this medicine for the rest of your life. Your levels are incredibly low and we need you to come in tomorrow for more blood work."

At the time I had no idea what Hypothyroidism was but I didn't care because I clearly did not hear her use the word cancer in any shape or form. So now I am taking a little blue pill and fish oil too cause I guess my cholesterol has some issue also and I still have the putrid bump.

My life is coming up Hydrangeas!!! *wink*wink* with my good eye.*

Dear Hydrangea

Dear Hydrangea,
I covet your beauty in my garden and pray for your elegant blooms. My dear Hydrangea how have I offended thee? Do I not do everything you ask of me? Why do you reward my efforts and love with dead twigs and burnt leaves? Does my heartache amuse you? Oh how cruel you are Hydrangea. Oh Hydrangea if you don't straighten up soon I'm afraid Mr.Shovel is gonna dig your @$$ out and you'll find your cruel self riding in the back of the garbage truck so you better find a way to FREAKING BLOOM!!!!

Sincerely,
The Keeper of the Garden

SALUT

I've become obsessed with blogging again and it feels fabulous. I need to write, it is a huge part of who I am and it is what I discovered years ago defined me and set me apart from my peers. Recently I have been scouring google for new blogs to follow and added some to my list. Of course they all have some sort of reference or connection to a french theme.

Whether it be in design, baking, living, or fashion, they are all french related.I was not surprisingly captivated and enamored by the blogs that were focused on design. I was both jealous and inspired by these bloggers eye for french design. So much so that I started to feel inadequate and sheepish about my recent posts of my shabby chic inspiration living room creation.

Some of the rooms showcased on these blogs are just simply gorgeous. Then I thought my post pictures probably looked awful to me because I took them on my IPhone, but that wasn't it either. So I have come to the conclusion that the hubby and I need to start going to estate sales,garage sales, and the dreaded Home Goods Store!!! The hubby hates that store because I want EVERYTHING!!

So clean out the trunk honey cause we are going shopping!!! Oh and today's french word of the day was... goodbye [informal] *salut* I will use it in a sentence... My hubby began to cry as he said *salut* to all his hard earned money. *Salut*

BONSOIR

Bonsoir mon amie!! You know those IPhone commercials that boast "We have an app for that" well guess who found an app for Basic French For Dummies?!?! That's right moi!! They really do have an app for just about everything so now thanks to my Apple IPhone I am learning how to speak french. My goal is to try and learn one new french word a day.

I wanted to share with you my finished shabby chic inspired formal~informal living room. I know I had spoke about it a lot in the past but I finally think I'm finished and wanted to share it with my blog world amie(that means friend in french).

My Table


Couch with new throw pillows and wall painted in French Silver


Display of coffee table


I tried to recreate true french style by incorporating nature into the design of the room by adding seashells, birds, bird cage, flowers, and decorative twigs to the comfortable elegance of the room.

What Did You Do This Summer?

Nothing...I did nothing, nothing from my To~Do project list!! No awesome do it yourself for cheap shabby chic project!! With 3 young boys on summer vacation, 1 in preschool and a "let's go do something" hubby it was hard to do anything but have fun. Also we added a new member to our family and his name is Scout. He is the sweetest, cutest, fluffiest little Golden Retriever that God has ever put on this earth. The little boys love him and even Walter our 5 year old Chihuahua likes him!! Scout was my birthday gift from my hubby this year. I wanted to name him Atticus but Scout won in the popular vote.



I also experienced a *Super Awesome for Super Cheap Decorative Find*. I found on Craigslist for $45.00 an antique foot pedal operated *SINGER* sewing machine!!! Which I now proudly display in our family room and make everyone who sets foot in my house Ooooooooo and Aaaaahhhhhhhh over it. Man, woman, or child, no matter, you are going to look at my oh so beautiful antique foot pedal operated *SINGER* sewing machine, listen to my incredibly fascinating story of awesomeness and wish YOU had an antique foot pedal operated *SINGER* sewing machine just like it. You are going to want to run home to your computer to scour the postings on Craigslist for one of your very OWN!!!!! MUAH HA HA HA HA



Oh wow, I went on a little trip there didn't I?!?! It's okay I'm back, I'm focused, *whispering under my breath* on your jealousy of my *SINGER sewing machine. All kidding aside I do clearly love my new piece and am on the hunt for another one.I have wanted one of my very own for about 4 years now. My mother~in~law had promised me that I was to receive hers, which she used as a bedside table once she found a chair to replace it with. Well she found a chair and decided instead of giving me the *SINGER sewing machine like she PROMISED, that she liked the way it looked in her front living room as an end table. Now I'm not sure but I don't think my mother~in~law wants to give me the sewing machine.



Anyway I got tired of waiting and looked on Craigslist one evening and there it was. Now I'm not going to tell my mother~in~law I bought one because well she might actually give me hers one day and I don't want her to think I don't want hers!! Hers is in WAY better condition than mine and to tell you the truth it reminds me of her. It is strong, elegant, and they just don't make them like they used to.