Happiness is something that so many people are in search of. One thing that I love about myself is that it does not take much to make me happy. Think about it. The world is all about the next big thing, buying the newest toys, the coolest clothes and shoes. Here is a small list of the small things that bring me happiness. If you are ever feeling down, just try one.
P.S. #6 is even better if you watch on YouTube with Julianne Hough
P.S.S. How cute is her hair? So Cute!
We spent all day Saturday in Topeka at the Sunflower State Games 2016.
It was hot. Hot. Hot. Hot. He played his first game at noon. It was hot, but it wasn’t bad.
Sadly, he lost the first Match 6-3, 6-0. He tried hard, but it was the first game he had played since last year and he didn’t have a lot of chances to practice, what with the move and all that. I don’t think I normally sweat as much when I exercise as I did watching that match. Holy cow. So much sweat. His aunt and uncle, who are excellent tennis players (I have heard), came to watch the first match and then took us out for lunch at the Blue Moose. I am even more excited for them to open one in Manhattan because it was delicious. Yum yum yum yum yum.
The guy he lost against played his 6:30 guy at 3:30 so we went and watched that match. It took about an hour and a half. I felt bad for them both. They were 49 and 58 years old. I heard someone say that it was about 110 degrees on the court. They took quite a few breaks which was well deserved. Also about that time I realized that even though I had covered up the rest of my body, I forgot about my face. Hello sunburn.
The sun was still brutal at the beginning of the 6:30 match, but by the end it started to go down. It was just a very long day. Both guys were exhausted and worn out.
HE WON!! 6-1, 6-3.
He also got an invitation to the State Games of America in Michigan next summer, so we will be making sure he gets a lot more practice!
There is this fun game someone discovered today called GoogleFeud.com. It’s a blast. It’s fantastic. It is a complete time suck, almost as bad as Facebook. You choose a category, either Culture, People, Names, or Questions. It’s basically family feud, but with google. You have to fill in the spots with how you think google would autocomplete something. There are some quite creepy answers out there. For example:
Yes. Poor people should eat their babies and then die. What the hell? This is what is wrong with the world. This is real. If you google The Poor Should…these are what will pop up. What is wrong with people? Seriously. I did not get any of these right. None. Thank God. Maybe that means I’m not a psychopath.
Then there are some that are just hilarious. Like, Barack Obama is a cactus, or a robot. Giraffes are fake. Penguins are panda chickens. I think you get the picture.
If you value your time at all…STAY AWAY. STAY FAR AWAY.
Heed my warning.
I have recently become obsessed with Scandal. Its on Netflix and I finally started watching it this past weekend. I. Can’t. Stop. I can’t. It’s impossible. However, there is one thing about it that is driving me ABSOLUTELY CRAZY.
Why did they write in older children for the President? I spent 1 1/2 seasons trying to figure out where they were at and then half way through season 2 you learn that they are at boarding school. What?
#1. If my father was running for President, I would totally be there. You saw the Obama daughters all the time.
#2. IF MY FATHER WAS SHOT IN THE HEAD, I WOULD BE AT THE HOSPITAL. Where the hell are these children? What the frack?
Seriously. Why did they even bother writing them in? I don’t know if you ever actually see them? I’m still only in season 2, but really. They are not necessary.
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Please excuse my type vomit, but my frustration with this show manifested itself onto my screen. I feel much better. Thank you for letting me vent.
The 4th of July. It’s a great holiday, not just because it’s a day off work, but because of what it stands for. Freedom, and freedom isn’t free. I remember the first time I had any sort of interaction with PTSD. It was a couple years ago at my hometown firework show. We were standing there watching the flashes and listening to the booms, when I turned around to see him throwing up in the nearest trashcan. That was when I realized what fireworks do to veterans. They can send them back to hell in a second. Please keep that in mind during this time of year while you are having fun, they could be having a nightmare. Please be respectful.
We went to my husbands hometown for their 3rd of July celebration. We had a BBQ and dessert and homemade ice cream.
Not to mention glow sticks! Yes, those are glow bracelets inside J’s mouth.
Banana Bread. It’s so goooooood. We had a couple bananas that were getting a little brown so I decided it was time. I got this recipe for banana bread from my sister who got it from her sister-in-law who got it from…I have no idea where. So, let us begin.
Preheat your oven to 350 degrees.
Assemble your materials….
Mix all of your dry ingredients together in a medium-ish sized bowl.
Mash up your bananas….
Then combine all of your wet ingredients in a large bowl
Now it’s time to add the dry ingredients to the wet ones in the big bowl. Mix it only until everything is combined. Just make sure you get all the dry stuff mixed up…otherwise it tastes a little…dry. Then you can pour it into your bread pan!
p.s. if your using a real pan, i suggest spraying it first!
Let it bake for 60 to 70 minutes..I usually let mine go for at least 70. The top may start to look brown, but it’s ok. It’s a sweet brown, not burnt!
MMMmmmmm….I can smell it baking! I just want some right now! Ugh, I hate waiting.
Cook at 350 degrees for 60 to 70 minutes.
We (mostly my man) are nerds. Geeks. Whichever one you like. I enjoy video games on a mild level. My husband lives for them. Also, Star Wars (the old trilogy and the brand new, not the trilogy in the middle), Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, and GAME OF THRONES!!
The J-Dawg (I’m still working on what to refer to my husband as) read my first post and came up with this fun little ditty in response.
Three blogs for days gone by,
Seven for reasons unknown to all,
Nine more because she was too shy,
One for the rest of posts to fall.
In the Little Apple where Wildcats prowl,
One blog to rule them all, One blog to find them,
One blog to bring them together and in Manhattan bind them.
In the Little Apple where Wildcats prowl.