Hello, Friends! Welcome to the September Fly on the Wall Group Challenge. This month, 15 awesome bloggers and I are describing what it would be like if you were to take a peek inside our homes....
Have a "look" around mine, and then go visit the other blogger's pages. There's always something fun, sentimental, or better yet, embarrassing going on. It's like your house, only we're admitting to the craziness. You have our permission. Buzz on over!
Alex, the eldest
Micah, Alex's husband
C., The middle (son, 17)
J., The youngest (son, 10)
A Fly's View through a camera lens:
This is The Man's way of saying, "I love you so much that I cooked for you, Michele!" The presentation shows me he took the time to microwave the popcorn AND open 2 packages of Chewy Sweet Tarts all on his own. The use of my favorite scalloped bowl makes me question whether or not he's hiding something. But, then. Eight Sweet Tarts, people. He didn't even sneak any. That is true sacrifice, right there.
If you know exactly how "NON-SPATIAL" I really am, you'll find the irony in my latest sewing project. Add to the mix that two lights in my room have burned out AND I'm wearing my newest
coke bottle glasses progressive eye wear, and you'll understand why I spent twenty-five minutes crying in the corner like a five-year old.
As a birthday present, my awesome baby brother sent me a 12-pack of my favorite soda from Michigan. After opening up the first can, I called him.
Me: (after many thanks) "Charley. There is a strawberry on this can! Did you know this? Did you know RedPop is strawberry-flavored? I know we grew up a little "trashy," but I always thought "Red" was the flavor of the pop!"
Charley: (as surprised as me) "I never gave it a thought, Shell. "RedPop" is a flavor. Just like yellow Gator-ade. Who needs sophisticated palettes when you're little?"
Apparently, not us.
This contraption was C's invention for "high-efficiency" note taking for his College Chemistry class. Each student was given one large index card for notes. It turns out that they receive a new card for EACH chapter, not just one per year. Well, at least he didn't think "Red" was a flavor...
This is a photo Alex sent me from a restaurant she was at. She still is cutting out gluten and sugar, so sadly, this wasn't for her. It was for her husband.
Alex: (via text) "Seriously. Do you remember how in cartoons the hungry characters would see someone else as a delicious Turkey leg? I feel a bit like that now. Except I want to punch that Turkey leg and marry this bread."
This is our deep-freezer. In some circles, people might question our nutritional choices or ask, oh, I don't know...why there are a pair of blue jeans in our freezer??? Not the man.
Me: "Hey. Open that freezer. What do you see?"
The Man: "Whoa!"
Me: "I know, right?"
The Man: "You found the four-cheese pizzas? Score!"
Only at our house, folks.
Happy Friday, friends