Good Monday Morning

(Conversations week continues through June 30th. See "Conversations Week" post for details).

Alright now. Conversations week is still going on... I threw a Lucy Junior blog post up on Friday night, so ya'll better go back and take a look at it (very funny).

I am stretching cpnversations week out to 2 weeks because I have a lot of conversations to put up, plus I may be sprinkling in regular posts to break up the gravity of it all... you know how I like to keep it SMURFY in the House of LadyLee!

Anyway, I had a pretty good weekend. I need a 3 day weekend right about now, though.  I didn't leave the house on Sunday, but I still have things to do around the house.

But on Saturday I had a great day.

I called my sister Kentucky, and asked her if she wanted to go berry picking again like we did last week. She said yes. I went and scooped her up, and we headed out to the u-pick farm.

This time, Kentucky was interested in picking blueberries. And we had to walk all the way back to the little white huts in the picture below to get the blueberry area.

I was hollering at Kentucky the whole way. "Dang Kentucky! Man, you got us walking all the way back here. Dang!"

LOL

She knows how her big sister is, i.e., she ignored my rants.

I don't particularly like blueberries. That is usually last on my "have-to-have" berries list.

But I followed her to the blueberry patch.

There were lots of blueberries!

Here's a good branch. Full of ripe blueberries.

There's another good branch full of berries.

The ripe ones came off easy. In about 30 minutes, we had about 3 pounds of blueberries.

Some of the bushes were tall. I almost expected Miss Sophia to part the bushes and holler "You told Harpo to beat me!!!"

LOL

We were taking our time.

"Kentucky, we sure are slow," I said. If it was back in slave days, we'd be in a lot of trouble for being so slow."

I ended up picking raspberries too.

The only reason I picked those is because they were giving people the little green paper cartons to put those in (the buckets were too delicate for that). I just wanted the cartons so that I could separate out some fruit for my Grandma. They said I had to pick raspberries to do that.

I am not a raspberry fan. But I told dude I would pick them just to get the carton. He gave me three cartons and I picked half a carton full. A full $1.07 worth.

GLORY!

That was such a good time with my sister. That poor girl is going to stop answering the phone on Saturday mornings...

*kentucky's phone rings*

"Humph," she says to herself. "That's that Lisa, wanting to go berry picking. I don't think I'll answer the phone."

LOL

I just like hanging with my sister. She is so funny to me. And such a good friend these days.

Grandma. So, I ended up going over Grandma's house after picking berries with Kentucky. Not before making some pit stops. I called my Aunt and asked if there was anything they needed. She said no, but they liked the spring water (I'd taken some fruit, vegetables, and a gallon of Whole Foods spring water over there). So I decided to go get them a few more gallons.

Traffic is HELLACIOUS on the weekends in the ATL due to all the construction. And I live right behind Turner Field, where the Braves play baseball, and that just adds to the headache. I drove through there and I wanted to holler out the window "When in the world do ya'll have some road games!? Get outta here!"

Goodness.

So it took me a good hour to hit Whole Foods and then jump to Grandma's house. That can't be no more than 10 miles total driving. Wow.

But they have some good water.

And Grandma has a couple of pounds of berries for her yogurt.

"Look what I got for you," I said to her as I handed her the cartons of berries. "Me and Kentucky went berry picking this morning."

She was elated. And she sat her fruit on her ottoman. And she started talking.

I sat down and crocheted. And secretly hoped for no more uncomfortable conversations like last time. And that didn't happen for the most part. She was extremely talkative, but my Aunt kept "reining her back in" as she liked to say...

She would get so excited when she was trying to make a point or remember something. I leaned forward, eager for her to get out whatever had her so riled up.

Somehow Grandma got on the topic of some of my ex-boyfriends. And my ex-husband.

I was screaming inside.

And crocheting hard. Extra extra hard.

I had NO idea where her thoughts were going. Oh My!!

Luckily, something else caught her attention and she started talking about that.

And I was sitting there thinking to myself "Thank goodness I didn't bring all my men around here. Some of them were trifling." And she seems to be remembering craziness.

I didn't feel like being psychoanalyzed about my men issues. No indeed.

But it was a good time. But I was so sleepy. It got to a point where I had to lay down on the 50 year-old couch for a minute (this did nothing for my problem back). I ended up sleeping a good hour. By the time I woke up, Grandma was back in her bedroom taking a nap of her own. I stayed a little while longer, then I headed on home.

That was the gist of my weekend.

Quote of the Week. I have a book review coming up this week. The subject matter is going to make you all holler "Pump the brakes, LadyLee! Shut the front door!"

LOL!!

Touchy, touchy, touchy subject matter. Something you NEVER see discussed.

Not my fault. Kentucky told me about the book. I told her of another book I was reading, and she went and looked up everything by that author, and came across this VERY odd book. She had read the introduction or something. I got nosey and went and looked at what she was talking about. I thought the whole book was worth reading, since I have a manuscript with the subject matter as one of the themes, and I read the whole book.

I thought the book was EXCELLENT, and I told Kentucky to think about reading it.

Kentucky decided to read it, since I was raving about it.

She said "I got into that book, and I was thinking... I don't know about this book, Lisa."

"You the one who brought it to my attention, gal!" I hollered.

"But once I got into it," she continued "I realized how good it was. It made me think and look at my own life."

Then she rambled off some long thought about life. I listened to her, and a few minutes later, I asked her to repeat what she said, so I could write it down.

"I don't remember what I said, girl," she said.

Sigh.

Well I caught the best part of it.

"It is up to you to make sure you're emotionally grounded."

That's a short statement, but it is very loaded. And very true. I will let you ponder that to yourself in your personal time. I'm still pondering it. I could tell that Kentucky's eyes were wide when she said that. It is one of the most definitive statements I've heard her make this week. Goodness.

I guess reading that book really brought that thought home for her. Good deal.

More on that in a book review coming up this week.

Post of the Week. Grady Doctor's boys are on summer vacation with their grandpa... and they are writing letters home to her. And they are HILARIOUS!!!

Links: Camp Papa Postcard Classics #1, and Camp Papa Postcard Classics: Strategies

Funny!!! Grady Doctor has some explaining to do when those boys get home from vacation!

LOL

Video of the Week. Having trouble picking something. I suppose I will pick whatever has been in heavy rotation in the car.

Angela Bofill "I try"



That's one of my favorite songs for the car. I can sing along!

I sound better than her. (To myself, anyway! lol)

Look here! You better get to commenting. $100 in lovely cash and prizes on the line, babes.

My goal is 8 posts for the remainder of the week... What's that for me, about 50 pages of words? OH MY! Gotta get it ALL in! We'll see how that goes.

If you happen to win both gift cards, I'll double the total prize!

$200!!

GASP!!!

OH MY!!!

*hiding eyes as name is pulled*

Man... if my official name puller pulls the name of someone who wins both cards, I will pass out in the cubicle area! Lt. By will have to hold me in his arms and wave my Obama church fan!

They might have to call the ambulance! Glory!

*ladylee wakes up from fainting*"

They done took all my light bill money!!" 

*ladylee passes out again*

Ha Ha!!!!

I'm just so thankful for all these conversations I've been having... I just want to put some real seed behind it. That's all.

I hope to reap many many more! They sure have been a blessing!

Get to commenting!

On purpose!!