I can bring home the bacon

I can fry it up in a pan too, but I prefer the pre-cooked bacon you heat up in the microwave cuz it doesn’t splatter on my arms and burn me. Anywhoo…while you guys were giving me warm fuzzies on my new bloggity blog, I was working at Michael’s preschool as a sub. While he was painting and drooling on his blankie (not at the same time), I was with eight 4 year olds. Let’s just say, I am sure glad to be home in the quiet and air-conditioning. I think I said shhhh about a frazillion times, so my susher is a little sore. Good thing about today is Mikey got to go today for free and I get paid too. I get to come back tomorrow and Thursday, so that puts a little extra dough in my mixer if you know what I mean. 😉

In typical after MDO fashion, I do what I do best: turn on the electronic babysitter and go take a snoozer. Except this time, I’ll have to dog on the bed with me and I’m not thinking after being crated for 5.5 hours she will be too thrilled with “laying down” again. Can’t blame me for trying tho. I did however do a good dogMommy deed and put a little peanut butter and liver treats in her KONG and put it in her crate with her. Kept her busy I’m sure…either that, or her tongue got one heck-uve a workout!

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Hip Hip Hooray

Last Friday, my Mom had her right hip replaced. The surgery went well, she is still in the hospital recovering and when they release her, she will go to a facility for hospice care until she is well enough to go home and be on her own. Please pray for my Mom’s recovery, that it will remain complication free and that her oxygen levels will be up where they should be. If you would like to send her some get well wishes, you can do so thru this website and I will make sure she gets them when she is able to get back to her computer. Thanks for the prayers and well wishes!!

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All my peeps take note

Yes, that means you.
Ahem. Here are the rules.

1.Any and all comments I disagree with or make my bippy look bad I hearby reserve the right to edit, and/or delete.

2. See rule #1.

Have a Bippy Day.

What not to wear

How do you like the new look? With Jon’s help (he has a really big brain) I was able to tweek my own header and footer (still working on it) and futz (that is so too a word!) with the look of the sidebar and such.

When I was 5 I was an exhbitionist. I apparently liked to run around the house with no clothes on. My Mom and sister can attest to this. One such occasion I was standing butt nekkid (that’s the way the say naked in the south) with literally my butt facing the camera. My hand was poised at just the right angle as to cover my crack. Dare I say, if I took a picture of my child like that these days and took it to Target, they would no doubt call the police on me, but this was the 70’s and we were much more laid back then. This picture sits in a dark box, a box no one will ever see. I have used the saying, “You bet your sweet bibby” on more than one occassion and it just sticks with me. No secret message or reason behind (Ha. I said behind) the name I just thought it was fun/ny. Jon said that would be a good picture to put up there but I’m thinking that might not be the side I want everyone to see of me. I’m sassy, but not that sassy!

My better side

You bet your Sweet Bippy!

Hey y’all. This is my new blog! Welcome. I am so new at this so no making fun, ok?!

I wanted my own place to speak about the things I have swimming around in my head as a Woman and a Mom, as a Wife and Child of God. I want this to be a safe place I can come and dump out all the stuff I have in my head. Welcome to my place, take a load off and sit your bippy down.