Bad Karma for Roxy's Chameleon

Finally! I caught the gecko! This stupid lizard has been lounging around my house since Sunday. Everytime I almost catch it, it runs into a closet and goes missing again. Roxy has been concerned about the gecko crawling on her while she sleeps (that makes my skin crawl just typing about it), so I told her that geckos are like moths and they die after a day. Momma told a fib...

Roxy found it out and about again in my bedroom and has dedicated herself to catching it. She even went and got the equipment she wanted to trap him. Roxy gave us very specific instructions about how to get him, like how you shouldn't grab him by his tail because you'd just pull it off and that was yucky.

These pictures are for my dear Roxy, Chameleon Hunter. I got him - just like she told us to.

This Is the Way We Go To Church

I was awestruck today by the beauty of Georgia. I laughed out loud when I was driving my car because everything I saw was beautiful. These shots were taken with my camera balanced on my steering wheel as I drove to church. I was taking my hunk of a husband to lunch and the four mile drive filled me with joy that I was living in and around full-blown fall splendor. My pictures don't even capture it the way it really is down here - laugh out loud beautiful. This ain't Oklahoma...

Look Ma! I Voted!

My thanks to Roxy for taking this pic. I voted the Georgia way today and had to wait only 30 minutes because I waited until 10:30 am, after the morning rush that my husband experienced. In my district, the voting is done on a touch-screen computer and you are issued a gold credit card for the voting process. Very cool and very fast. I left my girls at home, which is the first time my children have not been a part of the voting process. I feel like a bad mom already...

In my county, I had very few choices in candidates. Every incumbent was Republican with no one running against them. About two positions had a Democrat running against the Republican. If my county does not stay red, I will be surprised.

Roxy was particularly excited about the voting today. Now that she knows her Granny helps everybody vote at her polling station, she cannot contain her pride.

Darby as Art

I love this drawing. She made so many curls in her hairstyle I was amazed. She nailed it.

My Husband on 100% Cotton

This is my husband's Life Is Good shirt. I happen to like those shirts and this one is great for Scottie because of the number of people that think his name is Frank. I cannot tell you how many people think his name is Frank Scott and ask me how Franks is doing. Frank is fine and wore his shirt on Halloween like a good sport. Gotta love Frank.

Happy Halloween

A great evening was had by my barn owl and my Hermoine Granger. We went trick or treating with another girl from church in their neighborhood, which was a great idea. This neighborhood goes all out for Halloween. Dressed up adults everywhere, kids everywhere, decorated front porches and parties in the driveways, good candy supplies, the perfect weather, and so much fun. We did not experience this kind of enthusiasm in Oklahoma at Halloween, but here it is an excuse for the neighbors to get together and celebrate fall. One of the reasons why we appreciate living here...

It's a Craig's List Miracle!

About an hour ago, my husband decided to post some of our unused items on the "Free" section of Craig's List, an internet portal that allows average joe type people to sell their stuff regionally. Our unused items were not treasures, just functional, unneeded pieces of furniture: two overused green swivel rockers, two overused wooden chairs, and a set of plastic stairs meant for an above-ground pool. Most of these items were left in the basement of the house we purchased while living halfway across the country. We never wanted them in the first place! But how to get rid of them without hauling them off to the county dump an hour away...hmm. Craig's List.

It only took an hour and the stuff was gone, including the goofy pool stairs. I am in awe at the human being that is willing to make my trash his treasure. I am a little worried about him, too. Job well done, Scottie. Now you can park in the other side of the garage!