We Are Outta Here

Nope, not the blog [you sweet ten readers are not getting off that easy], the family...to Chateau Cook! We will be back just as soon as I can get through this sea boxes or should I say blessings?

My next big company...A Rookie Mom UNPACKING COMPANY. You pack it we take the unLOADing off.

We Are Family...

...I got two of my cousins, with me. Since we are preparing for the big move, we took a day trip to Huntsville so the Hubby could finish packing the garage and the attic. Clearly, the type of packing that didn't involve this Rookie Mom.

We had a wonderful time and enjoyed a great lunch at the Putter Parlour. Here are a couple of pictures from the weekend. You can really see just how much Cookie adores her Rue. If Rue can do it, Cookie will do whatever she can to do it as well!

In this group you have Cookie aka Gue, Rue, Lou and Moo!

And in this picture you have Cookie seeing how much she can get away with. Like strapping herself into the back seat as if I wouldn't notice her vacant car seat. Bottom line, don't let that precious little smile fool you. She is pretty creative when it comes to getting her way. Clearly she is her father's child. Okay, Okay - truth be told- she is a spitting image of her Mother.



On a side note, I would like to send a big CONGRATULATIONS out to my older sister for graduating with her Masters this weekend. She worked her bum off, gave birth and even managed to score a new position all before graduating! We are so proud of you and you DESERVE all the good fortunes that have been blessed upon you.

Blame It On the Alcohol

We live in the burbs where we are close to a local grocery store, a nail salon and of course the neighborhood liquor store. On Friday we stopped by our local liquor store to pick up a few of Daddy treats.

Apparently, Bud Light is so 2008 and the Hubby has turned into somewhat of a sophisticated Beer drinker. I guess a keg of beer and a dixie cup are a thing of the past. But hey, after a week alone with the kiddos I couldn't blame him.

As, I waited in the back of the liquor store in the Hubby's VIP parking spot (next to the dumpster) I noticed that someone may have just been testing out their own merchandise when they labeled the back door...

I guess I should also mention that this is the same liquor store that shoe polished their store windows with the the tag line of...

LET US HELP YOU GET THROUGH THE DAY

When they first open their doors.

Classy! In the words of Jamie Foxx, I guess they can really just blame their marketing/labeling decisions on the Alcohol.

Standing Tall

My Peeps

Dare I say it, it has been over ten (plus) years since we all pledge AXO! Even though the years have come and gone since graduation and our little college town has now been invaded by Starbucks, and taco bueno's it still feels the same as it did back in the Fall of 1996.

A month ago we had the opportunity to have a girls weekend. We laughed until we cried, [of course at my expense of falling through a chair and the college girl complaining about her weight being stuck at 115 - but that is a different post], we danced all night, enjoyed our late night Whataburger and unfortunately realized that cheap liquor and a 3 AM (bed time) just isn't the same on our bodies.

Bottom line, it was a blast catching up with my peeps and reliving our good ol' SFA days despite the fact that we were now rolling down north street in our Mom mobiles!



Don't let the lipstick full you - we are a crazy bunch! Though distance may keep us apart we will continue to keep the party going.

A Sunny Monday

Dadarazzi

I have been on the road for the past week and when I am gone the Hubby does a great job at being a DAD-A-RAZZI. Every evening he blesses me with photos of our little celebraties and sends them with the most entertaining captions. Oh that Hubby so witty.

It is almost like I am right there in the moment with them. Needless to say this is probably the reason why Cookie thinks that every phone can take a picture.

Daddy's Little Helper


I Love You Mom


Action Shot (Moo in Jumper)


Self Serve


Old Times


I Am Standing


She Poops...

...yep, I even got a picture of that, but I thought since it was Friday I would spare my blogging friends that nice little surprise. It was only fitting that I got the message that Cookie was no longer constipated while at dinner. Oh, the joys of picture phones and a Rookie Mom on the road.