Loving you!!!!!

The month of October is alway full of busy busy bussell bussell around my house.

It is the beginning of six months of birthdays.  My dad, brother and oldest girl are all in October and of course there is Halloween.  We just love Halloween.

What I don't love is the weather.  As you know I was born and raised in Michigan.  I played and worked and ran and went to school in the freezing weather.  It was cold but it didnt bother me too much.  But then I went south for Spring Break and ohhhh man.....the flowers in February sold me.  I was going to be a southern bell and lucky me happen to find my hubby at Michigan State who happen to be heading to Atlanta....LUCKY DAY!!

What I do like about moving farther north is the fact that I get to wear great clothes.  Sweaters, long dusters, and boots....I LOVE BOOTS!!  So it is a trade off.  Now dont  judge me when you see photos of me in full layers and it is 50 degrees....that is WINTER ladies...in my book.

And what else happens in October....you got it ladies..Breast Cancer awareness month.  Now settle in cause there is a story comin...and it is funny and scary all wrapped up in one.

When I was in my early 20's I had a scare.  The annual girl doctor visit did not go well and I needed to get an ultra sound and a mammogram.  This is not something you think about in your 20's.  It isn't even on the radar.  I was living in Atlanta, Georgia and didn't have my mom to lean on.  

Now here's the thing.  No one likes to go to get a breast exam..partially if  it is not routine.  But no one tells you the details.  OMG!!  ladies!!  LADIES LADIES!!  Tell the young ones what to expect......

HOLY COW....it hurts!  This is not to deter....NO WAY!!.... It is just fact....if you are in the itty bitty club like me....MAN! They are going to find tissue and I mean from your collar bone to get a good scan.  Your eyes will water and you will hold your breath.....and see stars.

I would like to report that after four kids this fact has not changed not a little itty bitty bit.  Still scary..still like being run over by a truck with the tread marks to prove it...but this time...I got a flower and chocolate....

Now these treats were not lost on my sick humor...cause it kinda reminded me of an old boyfriend....

Truth is.....sometimes..love hurts...but dont skip your annual exam....love yourself...I sure do.

BLessings!

Sold!! To the Cougar in the cowboy boots....

As promise my sweet friends....I am going to make your mouth water!

It was a crazy morning.  Nicholas was just starting to make it through the school day without needing me and I had already run errands.  It was only 9:30 and my girls had told me about an auction that they wanted to check out.

I swung by and picked them up and we were on our way in the White Rhino, thats my trucks name.

My copilot, Annette has the best way to travel, county roads...the smaller the better.  Off the beaten path.  We laughed so hard at all the names of the roads around here.  I will be naming my next child 

"Chula"....just sayin. 

The bidding started at 10:00 so we were a tad late.
  It was the coolest, funnest auction ever.  Have you ever been tailgating??  Of course you have!!
 I am from Michigan Sate University so ...YES...love to tailgate.
 This was a tailgating auction minus the keg.
Those selling pulled their trucks into a large circle with the tailgates down and unloaded the big stuff.  The caller rode in the back of a four wheeler and moved around the circle.

I was scoping out the boxes full of old jars and bitters bottles.  Little did I know that some of the really old guys were scopin out me.....lol
 See....I have a problem with bling.   You know it...you've seen it.  I over dress ....all the time.  So when I got dressed in the morning knowing I was heading to the country for a field auction....what else do you wear...but..cowboy boots and cut offs.....  Not tacky short short..please I am too old for that garbage...just cute.  Back to the bitters bottles.

I wanted those bottles bad....they were in horrid shape but they were cool.  I played it smart and did not return to the box..just walked past casually and never touched the box.  That is a rule....never touch a lot that you really want...dead give away.  Look at everything around it but never right at it.

BIdding started......$7.oo chanted Tom.....I stayed quiet...about killed me but ..nope..not a word.  And my dream came true...I wanted to see if I had any competition for them.....not a sound.  So I yelled $5.00......and 

"SOLD!! to number 161 the cougar in the cowboy boots."

THere were about 20 old bottles in that box and they were dirty.  Like buried for years out back somewhere kind of dirty.  This picture was taken after being soaked, sprayed and run through the dishwasher a few times......

These three are my favorites....they have cork tops and are super heavy.

THere were about 8 soda bottles.  Three are Pepsi ones and are super collectable and the rest are local soda companies from the 30's.  By local I mean that back in the day, the big three had bottlers all over.  Coke , Pepsi and Mt. Dew...the little guys in Lynchburg VA...bottled their own stuff called PAL.  This heart bottle is a PAL soda bottle.  It was fun learning about the jars and bottles.  It makes me happy to have saved them and now they decorate my home.  Well..the clean ones do....lol