I fell off the blog again; but I can almost see the light.

It's been a flurry of activity around this place.
Well, here and there.
Last Friday I had my laser vision surgery. It went well. Kinda. I had a bit of anxiety just thinking about this; you know, laying there with your eyes WIDE open and a big a$$ laser coming in for the kill. Actually that was the easy part. Easy thanks to Valium. The Dr. prescribes this prior; that stuff is amazing. Did you know it really relaxes you? Makes you not so concerned about a big a$$ laser coming in for the kill!
Anyhoo....the procedure lasted approx. 6 minutes. Seriously.
I did not have the typical LASIK. With Lasik, you can pretty much see perfectly the next day; I was not a candidate for that. I had ASA (advanced surface ablation). This is a longer recovery time with a few days of hell in there for fun.
The weekend consisted of me cussing, sleeping (hello vicadin!) listening to music and a bit more cussing. The Coach had to prepare food for me....I couldn't even tell what he put on the plate, but I ate it, hoping he didn't want to collect the life insurance quite yet.
I was wearing my sunglasses day and night because light was not my friend. By Sunday I felt better, but still couldn't see. No Reading. No TV watching to be had.
By Monday though, there was much improvement.
On Tuesday I drove myself to my followup appointment without hitting anything.
They put bandage contact lenses on after the surgery and these come off today. I'm told that my vision will get better over the next few weeks; right now my distance is iffy, my up-close is okay.
(They lasered one eye for reading and one for distance)
This past Tuesday morning while showering I was actually able to read the ingredients on my shampoo bottle. Do you have any idea what we are putting on our scalps? All these years, I had no idea.....

Not being a slave to my glasses is already one of my favorite things!

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This weekend we are hosting two parties. (NOT at our house) One for Coach's softball team to celebrate the end of their travel season and the fact that they won the World Series.
Then we're hosting a summer party for our employees and their families. We've got 123 people signed up!
See why it's not going to be at our house? HA.

Also we've finalized the plans for my Mom's internment service, which happens in a few weeks. It's going to be beautiful....just like Beverly.

Thanksgiving 2012

And if we didn't have enough going on, we are starting a major renovation in our house in the next few weeks; something we've talked about for a few years.
I'm selling furniture, packing up our kitchen and making plans for moving from the front of our house to the back side of our house.
Our craft/laundry/office will be our temp. kitchen for the next 3 months. The kids old playroom will be our master bedroom for the next three months. I'm nervous, but excited. Walls are coming down; interior and exterior. Floors are being destroyed.
I can already smell the dust.
I might need some more valium.

Of course, I'll share photos.

I'm going to try and catch up on some reading...especially now that I can kinda do that sort of activity.
So, anything exciting happening in your life? Sharing is caring.
XOXO

TGIF~Hitting the big 30 and seeing my not-so-secret boyfriend.

Tomorrow,  August 1st marks a momentous date in history; my history, Coach's history, your history. The worlds history.

Ok, maybe not the ENTIRE world, but most of it. 

It was 30 years ago tomorrow that I was asked (kinda last minute) to join some friends for a Robert Plant concert; one guy had an extra ticket and no date.

Me? "Sure"

I figured if he was a dud, I had two girlfriends with me. 

When the carload of peeps picked me up I realized that I've seen this guy a few times, but didn't know his name. Actually, I'd been to a party at his apartment....but still didn't know his name until now.
What can I say, it was the 80's, I was a mere 17 it didn't always pay for me to pay attention. 

We had a great time; I recall the entire drive back home we were liplocked. 

Hey, I'm not easy, but I like kissing!

The rest is history people. A dud he was NOT. 

Now, had this happened this day in age, there would be photographic evidence of the date. 

BUT, we don't actually have a photo of us together until Halloween. 

Halloween 1985

Our first actual photo and I look like a hooker. Oh well, he forgot to put on a shirt, so we're a match made in heaven. 

It only took me a few minutes to realize that he was nothing like the toads I'd previously locked lips with. 

I might have dressed like a hooker, but I was smart enough to know a good guy when I saw one. 

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It's no secret that I also share my heart with Dave Matthews. 

Of course, Dave Matthews does not know this, but the Coach does. He's always been supportive of my secret relationship with Dave and even encourages us to see each other once a year. I know. He's a fantastic husband. So, this Saturday, on the anniversary of our first date, we're having a little rendezvous with Dave. Just don't tell Dave's wife.  

Truth be told, he's nothing compared to my Coach. But I don't want to hurt his feelings after all the years that we've been secretly NOT dating each other. 

I'm sure you're wondering if I've ever locked lips with Dave.

Well, honestly NO.

There's this little obstacle called a RESTRAINING order. 

Anyhoo....who can deny that the Coach and I go together like peanut butter and jelly, rice and beans, like fine wine and smelly cheese, like pork chops and applesauce. 

I could go on and on....but you get the gist of this.

April 2015. My Mom's favorite photo of the two of us. 

Wishing you all a fabulous weekend with those who you love; whether they know it yet or not. 

XOXO

The Crape Update

I'm absolutely positive that your'e all wondering how my baby crapes are doing.
Remember when I planted 20 of them back in 2009 hoping to block my messy neighbor?

What? You don't remember? What? You have your own life to lead? The nerve.

Anyhoo.....my good blog friend Mildred blogged about the blooming crapes in her area and I commented that mine were doing so good. She suggested that I share some photos. Now, don't go thinking that I will always heed the ideas or suggestions of others; this is a rare case. ; )

They were a mere 12 inches when I planted them. 

Needless to say, they like the climate and my yard. Ok, lets be real. They like ME!

 Most of them are about 9-12 feet tall. It's hard to get the perspective with so much green. 

I should have photographed them about a month ago when they were in full bloom. 

What can I say? I'm behind a bit. Just last week I realized my wall calendar was still on March. 

March for heavens sakes and here it is June. 

Ok. It's almost August. I can't deny it. 

This past fall the Coach and I decided to plant more (10) on the south side of our property knowing that someone would eventually purchase this wooded area and plop a shack on it. 

We really don't want to see anyone. Ok, we really don't want anyone to SEE us. 

What do we have to hide? Not much really....aside from the fact that I like to work in my garden wearing a two piece. THAT does not need to end up on Facebook or TMZ! *Shiver*

Have you got anything good growing in your yard? 

If you live in Colorado, lets keep your garden on the down low. 

Hanging out with winners.

I disappeared again last week. 

Not even one of you put out a missing persons report!

The Coach had a week long tournament at Disney for the USSSA world series and he practically begged me to join him. I'm a sucker for begging and I'm a sucker for him.

His girls brought home the world series hardware. Again. 

Two years in a row he's coached his girls to the championship. The funny thing is, this is a different team than last year.  

Only two of the same young ladies were with him last year; he's great at what he does. 

What a fun week we had; even Cocoa was able to join us.

Here she is enjoying the rental house couch and some HGTV.

Life is good for Cocoa. We should all be Cocoa in our next life!

On Saturday Cocoa and I drove home (in almost 4 hours of torrential rain!) and the Coach and his team headed up to Virginia for a national tournament.

If you're decent at math that makes two straight weeks of softball for those girls, their parents and the coaches. 

Talk about dedication. 

I'm so thankful for an awesome partner in life.

Cocoa is so thankful for her people, couches and vacations.