August 31

My dad has always been able to fix stuff.


It doesn’t matter what it is, he can fix it.

Unfortunately, Superman is not a fixer, so every so often a phone call is necessary.


Dad: Hello!

CC:  Yes, is this Teal’s Small Engine Repair?

Dad: Hello!

CC:  Yes, is this Teal’s Heating and Cooling?

Dad:  Hello!

CC:  Yes, is this Teal’s Plumbing?

Dad:  Hello!

CC:  Yes, is this Teal’s Electrical?

Dad:  Hello!

CC:  Yes, is this Teal’s Automotive?

Dad:  Hello!

CC:  Yes, is this Teal’s Construction?

Dad: Yes it is.

CC:  Good.   I have some construction supplies laying in my side yard, can you come do something with it?

Dad:  Of course.   I’ll be right over.

I really like this Teal’s thing…he is always right over, and the price is always just right.


August 30

Generally I put a funny video on Sunday’s because my Sunday mornings are all busy with that getting ready for church and all.

Today, I want to know what was the best part of your day yesterday.

Mine?   Watching my girl laugh.

Laughter makes me happy.


August 29

I have always been one that longs for things I can not afford, and decide to be content with what I have.

And it works.


I am quite content with all that I have.

At least I was, until….

Until this past week, when I went to visit with some family and a family member pulled out his Nikon D40x.

His Nikon D40x did not have cream colored paint schmears on its camera body.

His Nikon D40x did not have scratches on the viewing screen.

His Nikon D40x did not have flour and cake batter crusted in the grips on his 18-135 kit lens that has been threatening to completely stop working altogether the next time it is taken into the kitchen.

His Nikon D40x did have this 18-200mm, auto-focus-vibration-reduction lens attached to it along with some fabulous digital flash.

It was a glorious sight to behold.

Then he allowed me to take pictures with it.

Instantly I became rather discontented with my 18-135mm auto focus BROKEN lens, and suddenly I can not remember the 10th commandment.



August 28

Hey Internet, it is Friday, and I am nosy!

If you didn’t know already, I’m a total contradiction in every. way. possible.

I totally love expensive things, I’m also one of the most frugal people I know.

I enjoy spending time with people, but I’d much rather stay home.

I enjoy solitude, but I hate to be alone.

I love to travel, but I hate all the driving to get there.

I love to go fast, but please…not when anyone else is driving.

I have never met a piece of chocolate that I didn’t love, but I do not like chocolate cake.   Oh, I’ll eat a piece if that is all there is, but chocolate cake just doesn’t taste chocolate….why bother.

So Internet, I’d love to know how you are contradictory.

Please let me know I’m not alone.


August 27

I’d love to tell you that the last 2 weeks, spent without my beloved computer was spent on the couch watching Oprah and eating bon-bons.

I’d love to tell you that the time I spent using the boy’s lap top was the most enjoyable experience I’ve ever had using a computer.

Let me just pause here to say playing Farm Town on a lap top is torture.

Pure, unadulterated torture.

Alas, bon-bons and Oprah were not on the to do list.


No.   Those two weeks were spent painting.

Painting spindles, and floor with oil based paint.

Waiting for  it to dry, then giving it a second coat of paint.

Painstakingly painting color onto spindles in 95º heat.

Waiting for it to dry in the glorious air conditioned house in front of a lap top, wringing my hands…waiting for my computer parts to be in.

Adding more color to spindles, listening to the neighbor man blast Aerosmith from his garage.

Now that it is finished, the weather has cooled off.

My timing leaves a lot to be desired.


August 24½

Today started the first day of school for us.

Us being the girl and her friend the Drama Queen.

DQ and the girl are good friends and now they are school mates, as I am schooling them both.

Yeah me.

My biggest challenge?  to get DQ to fall madly in love with pink.


August 24

Hey Internet!

My computer is back.

All except my photoshop.   sigh.

Today is the first day of school, and the girl is beyond excited.

You see, she will be having someone new in class.   The little neighbor girl will be doing school with us this year.

Once my computer man comes over today to fix my photoshop I will update with pictures.

Believe me, this being without pictures is driving me to the brink of insanity.


August 22

My friend and I were talking the other day and she had a theory.

She theorized that romance novels really only appeal to those who are young and ready for romance, those who are in a relationship that is lacking romance, or those who are divorced and looking for romance.

I theorized something slightly different.

So, y’all are going to help me do a ‘scientific’ poll.


August 21

Hey Internet!  It is Friday, and I am nosy.

I was laying in bed this morning, reveling in just how comfortable my bed is, and whining to myself about how much I didn’t want to get up.

Pouting actually.

Then I began wondering…how many pillows do you sleep with?   Do you match your sheets with your bedding?   Do you use pillow shams?   Do you use a ‘huggie’ pillow?  Do you love your bed?

I heart my bed.

I heart my 2 pillows, and my huggie pillow.

I heart my matching bedding, and my matching pillow shams.


August 20

I have never been a fan of fruit cocktail.

I don’t like cherries, and canned grapes are just slimy and gross.

But about a month ago, I began craving a cake that the Mother used to make when I was little.

It is called fruit cocktail cake.

How does a person crave fruit cocktail cake when they don’t even like the stuff?

No fruit cocktail?  Use a can of pears instead.

The best part of this cake is the icingy glazy stuff.

You pour it hot, over the hot cake.

And it soaks in and the cake stays moist for days.

If it lasts that long.

Fruit Cocktail Cake

  • 2 c. flour
  • 1 ½ c. sugar
  • 2 tsp. baking soda
  • dash salt
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 #3 can fruit cocktail juice included
  • 1 tsp. vanilla
  • ½ c. brown sugar
  • ½ c. pecans

Whisk dry ingredients together.   Add wet to dry.  Stir till just moistened.   Pour into a greased 9×13.  Sprinkle top of cake with brown sugar and pecans.  Bake @ 350* for 40 minutes.

Frosting for cake

  • 1¼ c. sugar
  • ¾ c. evaporated milk
  • 1 ½ sticks butter

Boil for 2 minutes and pour over hot cake.


August 19

Hello Internet, this is Chocolatechic reporting to you live from the dining room table.

Yesterday when I went searching for that picture of the brownie buttons, I found that I had a few pictures uploaded that I hadn’t posted about.

Whoo hoo for foresight!

A couple of weeks ago, the girl and I went over to the parents house to celebrate Dad’s birthday.

After all the festivities, the Mother begged for a pedicure.

It reminded me of when Sister and I were in our teens.

Sister would ask me to paint her toe nails, and I was oh. so. willing.

Because once I started, I wouldn’t just paint her toe nails, I’d paint her entire toe.

Interestingly, Sister still loves me.


August 18

So as not to deprive you of a baked goods picture, here is one from last week.

Good news Internet!

I should have my computer up and running by Friday.

It is a good thing too, because I don’t know how much longer I can stand typing on this lap top.

It is enough to drive one to spit, and you know that ladies shouldn’t spit.

I always make my TWD on Monday’s, that way I have fresh dessert for the company that comes over on Tuesday evenings.

Alas, I do not have a TWD today.

Not only because I can not upload photo’s, but because yesterday was fraught with…well, fraught…

It all started when I slept in till 9am.~~Daddy, don’t faint~~Sleeping in till 9am always spells wonky schedule, and I heart my schedule.

Then I rushed around so I could be at a friends house at 9:30.

I didn’t rush fast enough, because I didn’t arrive till 10.

I blame my bowl of rice crispies.

I was at the friends house till 2:45.

Then I had to pick up the girl at church at 3, because she was coming home from a weekend camping trip.

But vehicle troubles caused them to be late.

So, I went back home to wait for a phone call letting me know when the girl had arrived.

3 hours later, I picked up one smelly but happy girl.

Therefore, fraught and a bowl of rice crispies caused me to not make TWD.

Next week however, you will be inundated with pictures and TWD’s and all manner of good things.


August 16

Hi there Internet.

I want to know if you read my blog from a feed reader?   do you have it saved to ‘my favorites’?  or do you type it in every day?

A feed reader is an Internet thingie that tells you when someone has posted to their blog so you don’t have to visit it every day.

I see that I don’t have mine visible…I must rememdy that.

August 14

Hey Internet!!!

Still on the boy’s lap top.


Although..I am enjoying sitting on the couch watching Fox News and type this out.

It is Friday, and I’m nosy.

Since I am having to use my back door, and am not liking it much, I want to know…

Do you use your front door, your back door, or your garage door the most.

I’d love to have a garage door…but that would mean I would have to have a garage first.


August 15?

I’m sitting here typing on the boy’s lap top.

Why would I be doing that?

Because my PC needs a ‘heat sinc’, and I ordered one 2 weeks ago, and it was supposed to be in on Monday, but the man who had spikes though his cheeks has yet to call me to let me know it is in.

Today, my beloved computer decided to revolt.

I had pictures and a recipe and everything.

Since I haven’t been able to be on the computer, the boy and I put the second coat of paint on the front porch.

Pictures forthcoming when Cheekspikes gets me my part for my computer.


August 12

Since the chips have decided to be thoughtful and share their lovely summer colds with me, so I’m not really feeling up to being witty.

You’ll have to take my blogging bullets.

  • It is difficult to sleep with a C-Pap attached to your face when both sides of your nostrils are packed full of goo.
  • It has been raining just enough to make the front porch to wet to give it a second coat of paint, therefore we are still using the back door to enter and exit the house.   It causes me much grief and the chips are tired of listening to me whine.
  • Rice crispies are better than corn flakes, and Honey bunches of oats are better than rice crispies.
  • Superman brought me home almost 3 pounds of Hershey kisses from Columbus, and I still have some left.   Please…if your going to faint, do it in front of the couch.   I don’t want anyone getting hurt.
  • Lastly, I’m eating Brownie Buttons for breakfast.    Chocolate is the breakfast of champions, besides, I have a cold and I need that vitamin C.