Well, I called a family member yesterday to tell her about my surgery. I figured I should let her know instead of her hearing about it afterwards. The conversation went something like this



Me: I’m having some surgery on Friday



Her: What for?



Me: I’m having some work done to my lower eyelids.



Her: I know you’ve got those big bags under your eyes.



Me: Ya…they are caused by Graves Disease.



Her: Grades? Grays?



Me: No, it’s… Continue

Ever get asked that question? Sure. Have you ever been asked that question by your husband? This is a very famous saying in our family with all the men. This is their classic question after one of us falls/hurts ourselves or just does something we didn’t mean to do.



Stacy: For me, I fall, a lot. I admit it, it’s embarrassing. I’m so totally uncoordinated. I can be walking straight and just fall on the ground. And every time I will get “What’cha do that for?” Hmmm let me think…I… Continue

After Friday there’s going to be a new revised Elle. I’m having a lower eyelid revision and I have my wonderful Graves disease to thank for it. I’m kind of freaked out because I’m going to be awake for it. I don’t know how I’ll feel as that needle gets close to my eyes, Yikes! At least my insurance will pay for it. That was a big surprise. I figured they’d say no and then I wouldn’t actually have to go through with it. So it’s now or never. I didn’t think I’d be getting plastic surgery on my… Continue

J Man and Sissy are at it again. They both came running into the kitchen yelling “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy” non-stop. Each “Mommy” getting louder and whinier because they both want to be the first one to tell on the other. Somehow I manage to convince them to get along which results in them ganging up on me.



I’m sitting at the computer trying to figure out what to write when all of a sudden there’s a Monkey Webkins on my head. Those two love nothing better than to torment me… Continue

I am a big celebrity junkie. I like reading all the entertainment magazines, I watch E!, and a bunch of the other celebrity news shows. I like making fun of them, it’s so easy. But the other day I was reading a very popular entertainment magazine, and the whole magazine was about “celebrity diets”. And the “before” and “after” pictures. Okay, there were pictures of women who were pregnant, that was their before picture (because you know they couldn’t find another picture with them having an… Continue

I went to my first Kenny Chesney concert Tuesday night and had the best time. I even got my first concert t-shirt.ever. It was such a blast and I have my husband to thank for getting the tickets. They were a Mothers Day/Birthday present (and probably Anniversary/Christmas if he thinks of it). He’s not a fan of country music and it meant a lot that he got the tickets and took me to the concert and bought me the t-shirt with the big picture of… Continue

Well, here I am, alone, I have the living room all to myself. No one needs anything, nobody will be calling my name. They are all in bed. Another day over. There is nothing on t.v. to watch, and I refuse to do any cleaning after 8pm. That’s when I clock out. Although, I don’t mind doing laundry at night, that’s okay. But anyways, I bought a work out bench a few months ago, right around the time I quit smoking again for the millionth time. Actually I wasn’t smoking full-time, but I was having… Continue

Now I’ve heard everything. On CNN’s website they have a story about fish pedicures. Apparently there’s a salon in Northern Virginia that offers this to their customers. You put your feet into a little tank and the fish go into a feeding frenzy on your flaky feet. Yikes! I have to admit I have a thing about feet. I have had a manicure, but never a pedicure. No thanks. Leave my feet alone. I can’t stand it when my feet are bare and my dog, Toby, licks my toes. So the idea of little fish, even… Continue