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Sissie Dale

The Master for the Master

The Master for the Master

This is my favorite master bedroom.
Even though it’s dark brown, and there’s an enormous antique holding  my plates….  the coffered ceiling and bed spread from soft surroundings does just that:
Creates a soft and fluffy surrounding!
Check them out!

One would think one would bother to shut the drawers of her empire dresser before taking pictures…
but hey ~ at least the clothes are actually in the drawers and not on the floor, right?
Unfortunately, the builder feels the strong need to use the same tile, shower, bathtub, sinks, light fixtures and vanities in all of the houses he builds. Luckily….there’s wallpaper. It makes all the difference in the world.

He’s Leaving on a Jet Plane

We were very, very meticulous about packing for DC. I got Jake his own debit card, had all his paperwork in order; somebody was paid to meet him at the airport when he landed and personally drive him to the conference. His fees were paid, snacks packed, cash was in his pocket. And tickets. Let’s not forget those lil magic pieces of paper that get us from point A to point B.Yep, he’d definitely be needing tickets; especially considering he’d be flying solo.

For the first time EVER.

This morning the Honey met up with us so he could take us to the airport. I’d never flown out of the Columbia airport before and wanted to make sure I wasn’t screwing up and putting my child on a plane to Arizona or something dreadful by mistake. I tend to do foolish things when I’m nervous.

And this morning, I was extremely nervous.

It’s a very daunting task to just drop your 16 year off, pat him on the back and say “see ya later, alligator! Don’t jump on the wrong plane! Don’t make friends with any weird people on the plane, make sure you pick up your luggage and not somebody elses. Oh and hey while I’m thinking about it ~

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To say the least.

And son, we don’t know anybody in Washington, so if you get confused about where to go or get violent salmonella, you’re on your own pal.”

Told you I was a little nervous, didn’t I?

When we dropped Jake off, the attendant wouldn’t let the Honey walk in with us because somebody had to stay with the car. I walked him in, got his ticket and headed towards the gate. I even brought my camera to take a farewell pic for yall. See?

The loving farewell hug between a mother and her son on his first solo voyage.

What, you can’t see it?

Look closer.

You can’t see… because there aint gonna be..

Any picture taken.


With my lips quivering and my hands shaking, I didn’t want Jake to see his momma start blubbering it up so I gave him a quick hug and dashed out the airport. I had to abandon the picture idea because I knew I would lose it and I didn’t want Jake to worry. I musta had a very sour look on my face when I got back into the car because the Honey thought I was mad at him for not walking us in and tried his best to explain that the airport attendant wouldn’t let him leave the car.

I stared straight ahead in silence and then, before we even left the air port terminal….

The flood gates opened:


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I hate it when the flood gates are opened.

20 minutes later, I get a text from Jake.

So far, he hasn’t been raped, attacked or bludgeoned. Instead:

He’s on the plane, sipping coca cola, popping pretzels and reading a book….

Having a fine ole time.

Good Times for the 4th!

Happy July 4th! For all of you who are like my lil family….(those whom do very little which includes avoiding any humongous firework displays because the traffic is to0 crazy and most everybody you know is already out of town doing something fabulous.) Most years,  the only spectacular thing I’m doing on July 4th is making sure my children are not blowing off their hands due to a faulty candle sparkler? Candleabra? Shooting candle?  What the heck do you call them??

Anyway, I’m determined this is will be the best July 4th, ever!! YAY!!! (which is so not a hard thing to accomplish because frankly, the previous ones have all been a stinker…)

This year, we will be hanging out on the river, so no fighting the bad traffic! There’s a huge firework display in our town and being on the river, we have an automatic front row seat. WAHOO! Of course I wanta do a lil decorating….

Instead of doing the same old 4th of July plates,  I got these cute lil table set: red napkins with white polka dots, clear plates and cutlery and I couldn’t resist these lil flags:


Can you tell we have been scouring Target? We also are going to bring a chocolate chip cake and surround it with strawberries filled with whipping cream and topped off with a blueberry! Since the Honey has the BBQ, I decided I will just make some cucumber salad….Last night, I tried get crafty and pulled out my little star cookie cutter. It turned out cute but pretty time consuming. Hint: when making this cucumber salad, try to be more mindful and not get wrapped up watching an intense episode of American Greed. I totally put too much mayonnaise in my star-shaped cucumber salad….woof!

Then, Dateline ID came on and as I made a chocolate chip cake, I forgot the secret ingredient: sour cream.

No more television watching while I’m cooking!!

So it’s back to publix for me. Whats the word for completely starting over a recipe because you forget secret ingredient? Stupid? Ridonculous???? I like ridonculous better.

Also, I made my friend, Stephanie’s, Buffalo Chicken Dip and found a recipe for spinach dip that’s looking kinda tastey. If it’s good, you’ll know, I’ll post it on Let Them Eat Cake!

Happy Firecracking!