Author: Addie Parker
•12:04 PM

Good morning (is it still morning? hmm, I guess I don't really care either way). Good day, bloggy friends. Long time, no see.  Welcome to Thankful Thursday, the Couch Edition. Brought to you by Dr. Kim's orders.

Bronchitis and I are living it up on the couch for a few days, thanks to my doctor telling me not to go back to work until Friday. That was Tuesday. Yesssss.  Not that I like being sick, but come on... mandatory time off? I'm in.

So today I'm thankful for...
*lazy days watching HGTV and blogging
*for the so far, so good healthy heart report for my friend Emily's new baby boy, Will. He was born Tuesday night at 10:30. I can't wait to meet him.
*for cozy blankets and the puppy asleep on my feet
*for the party/shower we had for Em and Bill and the time we all got to spend together
*for letting go of my own made-up standards for this blog and allowing myself to take a little break, not worrying for the past few weeks about whether I got the Thankful Thursday post up or not. It's just a blog. The world will survive, and so will I.
*for a whole lot more, but I need to take a nap now.

What are you thankful for this week?
Author: Addie Parker
•6:37 PM
"Drop it," is a phrase that's pretty common in my house right now.
Seriously, Pup? You want to chew on a rock? Drop it.

At work earlier today, I was wishing that I could gome home since I
had all my work work done, I had tons of stuff to do at home, and I
was (am) completely exhausted. But the work world doesn't work that
way. Ya gotta stay at work to get paid. Then it occurred to me to take
a few days off this week. I'm really at the end of my burn-out rope.
So I asked and got a big fat no. Too many other people out this week.
I went back to my desk and fought back tears.

While driving to Petsmart after work, I was thinking about how a
therapist or a tough-love, perky motivational speaker would tell me to
take a look at my week and drop half of the things I have to do. Just
drop it," she'd say.

So I thought about all of the things on my plate and realized that I
wasn't going to drop any of them.

Monday night: small group with my best friends. No way am I missing
this. Emily is about to have her baby, and I feel like these are that
last times we'll have before everything changes (for the better, I'm
sure, but still- it's going to be different). Plus, I LOVE these
girls, and I miss them and need them right now.

Tuesday night: having our friends Crystal and Brian over to meet the
puppy. I made these plans before I realized how crazy the week would

Wednesday night: begin training for my new position at church...
definitely can't miss that. I made a commitment, and I need to follow

Thursday night: go to my best friend's school play. She's a teacher
and volunteers to produce the play every year. I've never been able to
go before, and it's one night only. I really want to support my friend
and see her little fifth graders in action.

Friday night and Saturday day: clean like crazy and try to make the
house smell less like dog.

Saturday evening: Emily's baby shower at my house.

See? Nothing to drop. Nothing I can and/or want to drop.


I can drop reading blogs.

I can drop watching tv.

I can drop straightening my hair in the mornings.

I can drop trying to be Martha Stewart for this baby shower.

I could drop making the cake from scratch, but the jury is still out
on that one.

I can drop Facebook (I think I can, I think I can, I think I can).

What else can I drop? Help me think of things to lighten my load this week.

Anything you need to get off of you plate? Just drop it. :)

P.S. I wrote this whole post on my cell phone while waiting for my
small group to start. I kinda rock.

Author: Addie Parker
•10:33 PM
Let me just steal a few little moments while my puppy is dreaming with his ears draped over my keyboard to tell you about the past eight days....

Driving, driving, driving

Dirty little backwoods breeder

Rescue the pup

Hotel, scared pup, nervous us

Driving, driving, my first Sonic experience, driving

No sleep

Vet, sickness, lots of meds, extra large vet bill

Puking, worms, clean the carpet

Cuddling, cuddling, cuddling



Sick little pup

Breakdown and cry at work

Sweet, clingy little pup

Antibiotics working

The pup perks up


So much playtime

Pup begins to eat and drink

Pup begins to pee and poo





I hit the Googles

"How to Housebreak a Puppy"

"How to keep a puppy from biting"

"Crate Training"

Pup escapes from his pen while mama and dad are at work

Pup escapes from his modified pen while mama and dad are at work the next day

Pee, pee, pee

Clean, clean, clean

Walks and "Outside" and "Outside" and "Outside"

and "Outside" in the rain

and "Outside" in the wind

and play play play

and then....

He sleeps. Comfortably, apparently.

A proper introduction to the sweetest, cutest little puppy is in order as soon as I get a moment to put it together for you.
Author: Addie Parker
•9:46 PM

“You simply will not be the same person two months from now after consciously giving thanks each day for the abundance that exists in your life. And you will have set in motion an ancient spiritual law: the more you have and are grateful for, the more will be given you.” — Sarah Ban Breathnach

Do you feel different after consciously being grateful these past few months? I do. I really do. It's easier to stay in a good mood throughout the day. It's easier to forgive. It's easier to be happy.  It's easier to give love. It's easier to be patient.

I'm liking it! What about you?

This week, I'm thankful... I'm thankful for the drawing that hangs in my dining room. It's a weird drawing of the bottom of a foot (it was actually an assignment in an art class I took), and you wouldn't think it has any place in a dining room. But it just works. There's something about the color, or the scale, or something. It really makes the space feel complete. So, yeah, it might be crazy to point that out as something to be thankful for, but I'm just thankful that it works so well and feels so cozy over there.

I'm thankful for the time I got to spend on Saturday with my family, celebrating birthdays. My little nephew, Garrett, turned three. Three! In some ways, I can't believe he's a three-year-old. But on the other hand, I feel like he's been around forever. Life is so much richer with him in it.

I'm thankful for the time I got to spend on Sunday with my best friends. We all went out to lunch, then we let the pregnant lady go home, and the rest of us went shopping for baby shower gifts!  I treasure every moment I get to spend with these girls.

I'm thankful for how much the sun has shown itself this past week. The light has not matched the ground! And by that, I mean that the sunlight feels like late spring/early summer, but the mounds of snow beg to differ. You know what else comes with this spectacular sunlight? Spectacular sunrises and sunsets. This is the best time of year for them.

I'm thankful for my GPS, and knowin' where I'll be goin' on Saturday when I drive 502 miles to pick up my new puppy! I'm already singing- I'm gonna walk five hundred miles, and I'm gonna walk five hundred more...

What are you thankful for this week? Any blessings in the midst of the mundane?

Author: Addie Parker
•9:54 PM
So remember how I told y'all in my very first Life with a Lady post ever how I still have my childhood blankie? Well, I don't anymore.

On New Year's Day this year, I did a very brave thing. I cut up my blankie.

It was a long process. I thought about how to do it for months beforehand. I bought supplies. I drew diagrams. I cried. A LOT.

And then I got to work (then I cried a little more), then I kept on working and kept on crying.

Then I came up with this.

{I recognize that 'wrinkled' doesn't even begin to describe this, but I will never get this post done if I have to iron before I take the pictures. It is what it is.}

I started by searching out fabric that felt a lot like my blankie does (did, aww). My husband had the genius idea of using soft pillowcases. We took a little trip to Bed, Bath, and Beyond (right before Christmas- bad idea) and found some pillowcases that felt okay. It was all about the feel of it.

On assembly day (doom's day), I cut out the biggest piece of the top layer of the original blankie that could reasonably be salvaged. I ironed it out and backed it with lightweight interfacing.  I made sure to use actual fusible webbing, not just iron-on adhesive, because the adhesive would have bled through the fabric, being that the fabric was so thin it was see-through.


Then, I quilted. Details are unnecessary. It involved pins, lots of pins. It involved delicately pulling out long lines of stitches after making several mistakes. It involved a giving up my perfectionist ways just a bit. It involved pins. Lots and lots of pins.  It involved two very late nights. I don't think I ever want to quilt again.



I used a pretty little flowered flannel for the inside layer because I knew it would show through a little. The original fabric had some little flowers on it (faded with time except for in the seams), so this was a little ode to that.

Pin, pin, sew, sew, rip, rip, pin, pin, sew, sew, done. The new blanket (B-2, as my husband called it) doesn't feel the same. It's stiff. The corners are bulky. It has no fluff. It just isn't right.

And yet, I think I did the best I could to extend the life of my blankie for another 26 years.