Annual Mother's Day Waffle Bash

Today is our Annual Mother's Day Waffle Bash. This is (we think) the 22nd Annual Waffle Bash. Everyone comes over and dad cooks waffles AFTER they all pig out on strawberries, brown sugar and sour cream. NO Lucky & I do NOT get any of this. YES that is totally unfair. But hey, today's Mom's day, so I can't complain. Too much.

Happy Mother's Day To All!

Chilling

Fabulous Friday

Some of you may remember that mom made a quilt for Sweetbean, Monty's little girl. Auntie made quilts for the rest of the family, but mom actually got to make one. It was pink.
Very pink.

And very girly. Mom had a blast making it. It ranks as one of mom's favorite quilts.

Well Auntie called mom and said that Monty's mom called Auntie and let Auntie listen to Sweetbean telling her mother "NO, NO, NO" "Pinkalicious" could NOT go into the washing machine. She wanted it back.

Apparently Sweetbean pitches a fit if Kidbean even SITS on it. It's the only thing she wraps up in for bed.

There is nothing better than knowing your gift is so loved, that they can't bear being parted with it even to wash it. Mom went to bed with a big smile on her face. That's happiness for you.

Thankful Thursday

Lucky and I are thankful that mom and PlusOne were not hurt in Tuesday's fender bender.

We are thankful that the car is not badly damaged.

We are thankful for all our wonderful blogger buddies who care about us and sent us good thoughts.

And I am also thankful that Emmitt destroyed all the toilet paper evidence that I left strewn around the house at Partypalooza. Thank goodness for him!

Wordy Wednesday

Lucky and I came home last night. Mom had a little "incident" on the way to karate, and I could tell mom needed us. Mom was in the left lane of a one way street when the car in the right lane decided to take a left turn. Into mom.

Well, mom laid on the horn but the car still hit mom's, scraped the side of the car, and KEPT GOING! Yes, you heard me. THEY KEPT GOING! Well, mom chased them, calling the police as she went, and when they stopped, mom rolled down the window and said "You ARE going to stop and exchange information, AREN'T YOU?"

Amazingly, they never realized they hit mom. Mom and PlusOne are fine, the car is not that badly damaged, just scraped quite nicely. Mom got their information, took photos of their car with her phone and then went to class. It was a little too eventful for mom. I figured she and PlusOne needed cuddling, so here we are. At home. With them. All curled up, nice and warm.

Quilting

Mom's been working on her Asian Lap Robe.

These are the leftovers from her Asian Quilt.

She thought she should do something with them. Hence, the lap robe.

It's been really nice on the back porch/sewing room. The sun comes in nice and bright and mom

has the ironing board set up right next to her table. She is having a lot of fun.

She hasn't even noticed that Lucky and I aren't there. Ha Ha. Though I think PlusOne is getting lonely without his Lucky to sleep with. Lucky is missing him as well. We should be home soon.

Karate Excitement

Mr. Ed Parker created the system Mr. Karate, PlusOne and mom take. Mr. Wedlake was one of his students. The theme for the Kenpo Camp that mom went to this weekend was "My Three Sons". It would be the first time Mr. Wedlake would be on the mat with his three highest ranking students. They are all seventh degree black belts. A few years ago, mom was privileged to see two fourth degree black belts get promoted to fifth degree. In the kenpo world, that was amazing. Two, at the same time!

So you can imagine how absolutely amazing it was to see Mr. Wedlake promote his three highest ranking students to EIGHTH degree black belts.

Mr Ellis from England, Mr. White from NH and Mr. Lelliot from California. Everyone went scurrying for their cameras and flashes went off like paparazzi. Mr. Wedlake even gave Mr. White HIS eighth degree belt, saying "the Marines have a saying this is my gun, there are many like it, but this one is mine." Mr. White's students all basically went gaga! Afterwards, everyone wanted in on the photo shoot.

Here is Mr. Karate with THIRTY THREE degrees of Black Belt. Trust me when I say they can have you down on the ground before you even realized they've moved. And trust me when I say that when Mr. Ellis told mom she did something "well" she nearly jumped for joy. It made her day, it made her weekend, it made her month!

She hasn't even noticed that we're with Emmitt having a ball, eating meatloaf, cake and ice cream and marshmallows, and partying up a storm.