Grow Garden, Grow!

I’m extremely excited about our new family garden. My in-laws live on a farm, so there was plenty enough space for a BIG one! I’ll post more pictures later, but here’s a glimpse of our first veggie. My father-in-law planted so many plants that I have no clue what this is.

The other exciting news on the farm is….we had a baby!

He is too cute. As I got closer to take a picture this is what he did.

This little guy was just born on Saturday and look at him go!

He ran to his mommy! How sweet.

Evan’s papa was on the tractor and Evan insisted on going for a ride.

Papa makes me laugh! If anyone is wondering how to obtain the typical “redneck” / “farmer’s” suntan, please refer to the picture above of Papa Knight  and the following guidelines listed below.

#1. Find a white T-shirt and say that the sleeves accidentally got ripped off.

#2. Any pair of shorts will do. Typically, the shorter the better.

#3. Find a white pair of tube socks and scrunch them up.

#4 Work in the field from sunrise to sunset.

Evan loves his Papa Knight and so do we! We can’t wait for when Evan can run around and help Papa on the farm!

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Dumb Crook News

Before I get to the dumb crook news let me tell you about the “Lethal Luau” we went to.  The Lethal Luau was held at our church and it was a really fun murder mystery style dinner.  Our church held their first murder mystery dinner around Valentine’s Day, called Death by Chocolate, and it went very well. We snapped a photo quickly before we headed out the door. I’ve been waiting for the perfect day to put Evan in this particular outfit, and finally that day had  come.  Lovebug argued with me not to put Evan in this outfit, but as you can see, he didn’t win. Don’t pay any attention to Lovebug and I, we obviously do not own anything Hawaiian.

Okay, so on to the dumb crook news. Let me first tell you that there is never a dull moment at the Knight house. It all started around 3:30 Sunday morning.  Lovebug woke up to relieve himself and on his way back to bed he decided to look out the window.  And what does he see?…Three guys pulling on car door handles that belonged to our neighbors. He watched as the guys made their way down the street stopping at each house and checking to see if they could open a door and steal something. Last night was one of the first nights that we didn’t have a police car in our driveway. Lovebug worked Thursday night and blew his car’s engine up, again. Any who, back to the story. Lovebug wakes me up and tells me to call 911. He tells me what’s going on and then I proceed to look out the window. Yep, sure enough, there they are breaking into cars. I then start laughing at Lovebug because he’s starting to get so mad because he can’t find any shorts to put on. I’m sure I heard a curse word or two! I, who remain perfectly calm and in control, call 911. I tell dispatch a perfect description of the criminals. Deep down inside I think I’ve been waiting for this moment. I was so excited that I witnessed a crime and got to report it. As I remained on the phone, the po po showed up. Of course, the criminals ran into the woods. So there went Lovebug (in his skivvies) and the other officers in the woods.  So, what do I do next?…Go back to bed!  My job was done. Lovebug finally came back in the house around 6:30 am and told me they got one of the three guys and that they found their car parked around the corner. They also recovered some stolen items!

Dear Dumb Crooks,

If you are going to break into cars in the middle of the night, try wearing all black. Wearing white wife beaters makes you a little noticeable.

Try not walking in the middle of the street after you set a car alarm off.

And lastly, don’t come into my neighborhood! I have very good verbal skills when it comes to reporting crimes!

Your friend always,

Jennifer

We Were Flocked!

Look what we found today at work…

Of course, my security guard had to check them out and make sure they were safe.  He told those flamingos who was boss!

The boss needed his picture taken too. He is not the least bit camera-shy (wonder where Seth gets it from)!

We were FLOCKED! I must tell you that I’ve never been flocked before. It was quite an experience!

Our teen department at church is raising money for their youth trips and what a clever way they came up with.  In order to make these beautiful yard birds disappear, they are looking for a donation. So, we will gladly be donating! If anyone is interested in helping our wonderful teens, please call 843-871-2999 and ask for Jesse. Also, if you don’t want these flamingos in your yard, they are always selling flock insurance.

As teenagers, my husband and I were able to go on these same youth trips because of donations. Youth trips are a wonderful way for young people to come to know the Lord and/or grow in the Lord. Fathom That Marine is more than excited to be able to help! Thanks again for flocking us!

My New Hangout – The Farmer’s Market

So I’m a little bit behind on posting.  I’ve been meaning to do this sooner, it’s just that I currently have a 8 1/2 month old who refuses to go to sleep. Man, let me tell you.  That’s a post for another day.

I had a pretty busy weekend, even though I hardly left the house. Lovebug had to work so it was me and Evan. On Saturday morning we headed out to the Farmer’s Market. We were so excited that our friend Amy could join us!

I’m sure Amy is going to love me because I got this picture of her backside.  Amy has three children, so she had some serious shopping to do. I actually took quite a few pictures, but many of them were no good because my lens kept fogging up.

Some how this little guy keeps finding his way in photos!

Lovebug’s uncle, Marvin Knight, has a kettle corn stand at the Farmer’s Market. If you’re in the area, stop on by, he has the best!

 

So after I got home from the Farmer’s Market, I got to work on pureeing. Evan’s favorite dish this week has been his pears. So here is a step by step of the pear process.

Step 1: Peel pears. Don’t buy a cheap peeler, invest in a good one!

The pears were actually so juicy that I contemplated on steaming them. I still decided to steam them for about 10 minutes (mainly because im a germ phobic).

Place in blender and puree.

In case any of y’all were wondering what the bottom of my freezer looks like, here’s a peek. That’s frozen blueberries at the bottom. That is also another one of Evan’s favorite fruit pureed.

I know some of y’all probably think I’m crazy or wondering why I go through this trouble. I first started making his own baby food shortly after he started eating solids. I would spend about $25.00 to $30.00 a week on Evan’s food, this is not including formula or cereal.  He would eat about 3 cans of baby food per meal (usually 2 veggies and one fruit). To say the least, I was spending a fortune on his food. I do buy his meat canned/jarred. I have not mustered up the strength to puree any meat, nor do I think I ever will.

Some Days…

I need to vent. I’m giving you fair warning right now to turn and leave.

First question I have is “Why me Lord?”

So today was one of those days you wonder “Why did I even get out of bed?”. Well, I take that back. It was going pretty good up until 2:00 p.m.  To save you all the long, drawn out story I’ll keep it short and to the point. So here it is, I have this customer who comes to pick up his boat from being serviced, and he brings along his wife. I have never met the wife nor spoken one single word to her before.  Actually, I have never met him in person, but only spoken with him via telephone and he was always very cordial. So here she comes marching in with the biggest attitude/chip on her shoulder ever! From out of nowhere, she  begins to belittle, berate, and insult me. So, what did I do? I let her rant and rave and I kept my mouth shut, like a good, Christian business woman should. Normally when dealing with this type of situation I would get my boss/father to deal with her, but he got me today by leaving work early.

It makes me upset that this woman has probably gone around her whole life acting like this. I know what she was trying to do and that was to intimidate me.  Unfortunately for her, I’m not easily intimidated by a middle-aged, 5’2″, 220 lb, bleached blonde lady with 2″ roots. It was obvious that she was a pro at this. This is how she has made it through life. She is used to acting like this and is used to getting her way.

So let me remind you how much I felt tested. I can’t honestly say that I was the perfect Christian lady in this entire situation.  At first I was, but when she cursed at me I said something pretty mean back at her. So mean, I dare not tell you! And no, I didn’t curse back at her.

In general, us ladies naturally have trouble controlling our mouth. This is something that I have truly been working on. I think I have made progress over my 26 years of living. I have improved. Really. I have.

So, I know I got my test today. God obviously wanted to see how well I’ve been doing. I say, I would give myself a letter grade B. Well, maybe a B-.

After all that, let me tell you about the best part of my day. Me closing up shop early (sorry Father if you are reading this), walking in the front door and seeing Lovebug and Evan playing on the floor together. And, wait for it, Lovebug singing the “Reading Rainbow” song to Evan. After almost 6 years of marriage, there are some things I just don’t want to know about.

If you can’t remember how it goes, I’ll start it for you… “Butterflies in the sky, I can go twice as high…”

YIPPEE!

BARBIE IS BACK!

My friend called me this morning  and told me the good news.  Apparently Barbie is a little ladies man.  About 3/4 of a mile away, Barbie sniffed his way to a female Chihuahua in heat. I always knew he was a little lover!

My friend put up signs around his neighborhood on Saturday and someone actually called him this morning and said they had him. I was so shocked. I just knew someone probably picked Barbie up and was going to keep him.

So the lesson learned from this situation: Barbie is going to get neutered!

My Little Barbie

So I’ve been really, really, really sad about this situation. My little Barbie is gone. Barbie is my 7-year-old, 5 pound Chihuahua that I absolutely love. He was born on Halloween, 2003. We went everywhere together!  Ever since Evan was born Barbie has been rebelling. By rebelling, I mean not listening to me, biting customers at work, wandering off etc. I guess he was jealous of all the attention that Evan was getting.

It all began when we had a family friend watch Barbie while we recently went out of town. Let me first explain that Barbie loves this friend and he loves Barbie; to the point that he would actually let Barbie lick his ears….gross, I know.   Because our friend is such an avid pet lover, it absolutely devastated him to tell me the bad news, so much so that he didn’t tell me until Monday morning at work (because he didn’t want to ruin my vacation). Somehow Barbie escaped from the backyard Saturday morning at his house in Crowfield.

This is the last picture I took of Barbie, just several days ago. I originally took this picture to post on our family business website. Barbie was our greeter, alarm system, attack dog and garbage disposal for work. He did such a great job that I even put him on the payroll.

Oh how I miss my sweet little Barbie.

 

Back to Reality

Our trip was a blast!

We got there around 5:00 pm Friday, checked into our hotel and then headed to dinner at a fancy schmancy restaurant (in which we were way under dressed).  It was all good, that’s just how we roll after driving 5 hours.  Luckily for Lovebug, there was a Hobby Lobby right next to the restaurant.  He was so thrilled to experience his first trip into a Hobby Lobby. Believe me, he got to experience the whole store. We didn’t miss an aisle!

The game wasn’t until 7:00 pm on Saturday so we took it easy. We have been movie theater deprived since Evan came along so we were so giddy to be able to sneak off and see “The Other Guys”.  I must tell you that it is extremely funny. And yes, it was a cop movie that I actually wanted to see.

Next stop was Turner Field and just my luck it started to rain as soon as we pulled into the parking lot.  Next thing I know, I see this homeless looking man selling ponchos for $5 ( I just knew he was God sent to save me from the rain). So I gladly paid him $10 for two matching red ponchos. When he gives them to us, I see a big Dollar General sticker on them for the whopping price of $1.  Lovebug said that we got ripped off, but I like to think of it as his business and that I supported his homeless crack cocaine fund. 

I am sorry to report that Chipper Jones tore his ACL and therefore,  was unable to play. Poor Lovebug was so sad  that he didn’t get to see him. The Braves lost 2 to 1….boo!

Here is a picture of our awesome seats. The rain finally did decide to quit just in time for the game.

Our trip was great, but there is no place like home.  Evan was at my parents house so we high-tailed it to Moncks Corner and got him. Here are some of our reunion pictures.

 

Uncle Seth loves loves loves the camera and insisted that we had enough pictures of Evan and that he now needed his pictures taken.  So here are some pictures of the ham.

This last one is my favorite solely because he has a big piece of pepper on his tooth and leftover food around his mouth…oh, how I love this goofy kid!

So Much to Do

I’ve been running around like a crazy lady getting ready for our mini vacation.  This will be the first time leaving Evan and I’ve already bitten off all my fingernails.  I know he is going to be in good hands with this lady, Grammy.

One of the many things on my agenda to do before we leave is making sure Evan has enough food. So here we go,

Step 1: Get out squash, carrots, and a sweet potato

Step 2: Steam for about 25 minutes

Step 3: Hit puree button on blender

Step 4: Pour into containers and freeze.

For the carrots and sweet potatoes I usually have to add some water when blending.  This will help with the thickness. You can always add water to any fruit or veggie to obtain the right consistency depending on what stage food baby is  at.  Another trick is to blend the squash with the carrots or sweet potato.  Sometimes my squash comes out too “runny”, so by adding the carrots or sweet potato it thickens it up.  This batch of food yielded about 2 weeks worth of veggies for Evan. I would highly recommend making your baby’s food.  It is super easy, healthy, and cost efficient. 

So, I forgot to mention we are headed to see the Braves play the Dodgers.  Just look for us sitting right behind the Braves dugout. Lovebug insisted on these seats, primarily because he has a man crush on Chipper Jones!

Two Hours was Enough

I was so excited that we got to spend some family time together.

Me, Tim, Evan, and Seth all headed to the water park for some afternoon fun.  For those of you who don’t know, Seth is my 5-year-old little brother/mini me.  Now that Seth is 5, he thinks he needs to show off his cool Spider Man tattoos along with everyone else at the water park.

It only took Evan a couple of splashes in Otter Bay and two times around the lazy river before he was officially done.

I just love days like these!