Cheerios And Your Nose…

don’t go together….

I’ve been enjoying greek yogurt in the mornings and I generally toss in a handful of cheerios because FUN FACT: I love crunchy food.

Every time I open the box of Cheerios, I have flashbacks to when my girls were toddlers and Cheerios were most often the snack of choice. I carried them everywhere in little ziplock bags. The cheerios, not my kids. Cheerios were great to appease a peckish toddler.

ONE of my delightful offspring MIGHT have gotten a Cheerio stuck IN her nostril. I won’t tell you which one, but she currently wears a lot of weapons on her person while working.

There’s probably cheerios in those nostrils couch cushions.

I’ve mentioned it more times than I should that I have a cholesterol problem. I noticed that RIGHT on the BOX of Cheerios it states that eating Cheerios will lower your cholesterol. So not only am I getting some crunch, I’m maybe, kinda, sorta lowering my cholesterol.

Recently I had an epiphany. At first I thought I might have been having a stroke because it was so strong, but nope, it was in fact an Epiphany:

Toddlers ingest a lot of cheerios and you never hear about toddlers having elevated cholesterol so eating Cheerios on a regular basis really is good for you!

Another fun fact: Have you walked down the cereal aisle lately? Not only are there a bazillion different brands of cereal, Cheerios are no longer just the original cardboard flavor which I do enjoy.

When we were kids you could only get the original cardboard flavor but now they have nineteen varieties. NINETEEN. What a time to be alive!

By the way Merriam Webster also states that Cheerio is a term used in British society; usually used as a farewell and sometimes as a greeting or toast. I don’t want to brag, but I already knew that from watching British shows. See, watching TV is educational.

It would be perfectly ok to say Cheerio to the Cheerio as you insert it into your nose mouth.

Cheerio!

When is the last time you ate Cheerios and were you compelled to stick them in your other face hole?

I Keep Falling For Georgia. Both Up And Down

I’m not sure that I shared with you (because sharing is caring) that we put in a fenced-in doggie area at the mountain house. It’s a smallish area, but just enough for The dogs to feel like they have some freedom while we’re here.

Lillie accessing the sitch

Raise your hand if you like a video because I have two to share.

Although I still can’t let Lillie go out by herself because there are predators around; namely coyotes. They’ve been spotted during the day, so I go out with her to keep her safe. I’ve watched numerous cartoons and I believe Wiley Coyote is no match for Suz when it comes to her babes.

But the biggest question here is who is going to keep me safe?

Safe from myself?

You remember the incident caught on camera in November where I almost died broke body parts while planting pansies in the window boxes?

This time I tripped going up the stairs and spilled hot coffee on myself and my cell phone while a string of cuss words flew out of my mouth. IN FRONT OF LILLIE.

Three cuss words in 2 seconds with only half a cup of coffee in me: that’s pro level. My Canadian friends will appreciate my nod to them with the Eff an A.

Also further evidence that I have conversations with my dogs. Not doing so would be RUDE. I might have a potty mouth, but I’m NOT rude.

We put in the cameras to spot wildlife, so far they’re spotting my wild-life that is full of falls.

I should either start wearing a helmet or just stay on the couch and watch Gordon Lightfoot documentaries. Which I did the other day, the documentary, not the helmet.

Raise your hand if you laughed because you have also tripped going UP stairs.

xoxo

We Did This While They Did That And Everyone Enjoyed Themselves

The Coach and I arrived home on Wednesday from Georgia; we had a lovely ten days there. TEN DAYS. Well, I had a lovelier time; the Coach worked most of the time because he feels the need to keep me in the lifestyle I’ve grown accustomed to.

Kidding.

He knows he’s the one who has created this monster.

He even drove to Nashville for two days to coach a softball tournament while we were away.

This visit might have been the first time I actually relaxed while we were up there and I think it’s because we had no guests this time. Generally we have a houseful and even though all of our family and friends are self-sufficient, it can feel daunting to have people around all the time. I like my Suzanne time.

I finished a puzzle and started another. Read a book. Watched some movies. Walked the ‘hood. Snuggled with Lillie. Enjoyed the views. Spent some time with my Aunt and Uncle. Drank Dog Joint juice. Saw lots of birds and I might have pee’d a little upon seeing a Zebra Swallowtail as I’ve never seen one in person.

It’s the little things ya’ll! Well unless you’re peeing yourself, that’s kind of a big deal.

I didn’t want to bring Callie on this trip because she’s been so wobbly and I thought the stairs and steep driveway might be an issue.

Foreshadowing: The stairs are an issue for me too.

My sweet as heck Mother In Law came to our house and stayed with Callie for the entire ten days. Sue drove two hours, leaving her husband and her dogs to come stay with our dog.

How lucky am I? Very.

Sue had her bestie stay with her and they had a blast and said it was like being at a resort, minus a cabana boy. Now I know what to get her for Mother’s Day! Never mind that we had men working on the pool deck for six of those ten days…it didn’t matter to them at all, they sat under the chickee hut chatting and having drinks while the men worked away. {Will the pool deck ever be done? Who knows?}

Sue and Penny having cocktails by the pool after Coach, Lillie and I arrived home. #BestHouseSittersEver

When they departed on Thursday morning they asked when I might want to ‘get away’ again. Don’t tempt me ladies!

Anyhoo, all is good in my ‘hood.

I had a ‘funny thing Suz did’ post to share today, but since I just shared with you this past Monday that I drank Callies joint juice, I’ve decided to only share ONE stupid thing I did a week on the blog. You know, that way you won’t feel like I’m a danger to myself. Or you.

Raise your hand if you also have an amazing mother in law in your life or if you aspire to be one. Share away!

XOXO