Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Christmas Pictures

Well- i didn't take many pictures on Christmas Day- it was a busy busy day.
We spent the morning at Daniel Island to visit with Berry's family, the afternoon at my parent's house, and then was on call at the hospital for the rest of the evening.

Only a few pictures to show for my busy day....

Tiberius stuck in his kennel

The big boy and his grandma Camille

Mary Ellen and Camille

Christmas lunch at my parent's house.
Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!!

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Christmas Eve Dinner

As i said in my previous post, Berry and i host Christmas Eve Dinner at our house each year.

This year was exceptionally fun because we had a "low country" themed dinner. We had venison (which Berry shot), Sea Trout Cakes (which Berry caught), sweet potato biscuits, and mashed potatoes with Clemson blue cheese. For dessert, we had pecan pie (made with pecans from Manning) and Blueberry pie (made with blueberries from Manning).

I think the evening went great (considering i preped the food the night before and had berry finish most of it the day of because i was at work til 6:30 AND our dishwasher was on the blink).

Enjoy the pics!

The main dining room (complete with the bar)

Mary, Paul, and Berry enjoying our salads

Mom and Camille (note the stuffed bloodhound on the bar!)

Grandparents and Berry's aunt and uncle (and my dad with the camera)

Mom and Dad

The Aftermath- thank goodness my dishwasher was working by then! I ran it three times to finish all the dishes!!

Camille, mom & dad, Neannie, and Mary Ellen (Berry's grandmother)

Unloading my camera

So i finally unloaded my camera- pictures of christmas parties, dinners, and Christmas morning!

As you may (or may not) know, my father is the Chairman of ENT at MUSC. It is a great job for him to have- it brought him to Charleston, which in turn brought me to Charleston (and med school, residency, and fellowship!)
I LOVE working in the same hospital as my dad and am always impressed at how nice he is towards his Department!

Anyway, the ENT Christmas Party is held at my parent's house....here are some pics....

Buffet of shrimp and grits, crab cakes, tenderloin, duck, and some other yummies!


The bar!

Appetizers- tuna, shrimp, cheeses, fruits, and other delish stuff

The Matriarch of the family-
Jean Prather

The girls- me, Neannie, Taylor, and Mom

Dad and Mom

Paul and Erika (21 wks pregnant!)

My family! :)

Friday, December 24, 2010

Tis the season

A few years ago, Berry and I decided to host a Christmas Eve dinner for our family. I can't remember why we decided to do it- maybe it was to make sure we got our families together (both sides) for good food and drinks.
This decision has turned into a family tradition and tonight marks the 3rd annual Hiott Christmas Eve Dinner.

Unfortunately, this years preparations haven't gone as smoothly as i would have liked it- since i have to work today, i decided to clean, set up, and cook yesterday. So after i got off of work yesterday at 5 pm, i rushed home, set both dinning room tables and started cooking.
-Blueberry pie
-Collards in the crockpot
-Acorn squash in the crockpot
-Peppermint cookies
-Sweet potato biscuits
After doing all of this, my dishwasher was full!!

And then i started on the potatoes. I peeled about 20 small potatoes.....and stuck the peels down the disposal. Flipped in on and *glug glug glug*. Didn't work. Water started backing up. Water filled up the sink. CRAP!
I broke the disposal.
In a last ditch effort, i pushed the reset button.......nothing.

So now i can't run my dishwasher and can't use one side of my sink. And since i am at work today, Berry has to wash all of the dishes.....and clean up all of my mess........i am sure he isn't thrilled!!!!

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Dear Santa

I loved writing Santa letters when i was younger.....what kid doesn't? You get to ask for tons of presents....toys, toys, more toys, clothes, jewelry, etc. AND you don't have to do anything for these presents. Santa just brings them to your house and places them under the tree and *poof*! You wake up Christmas morning and tear into your undeserved presents.

For this blog i thought about what i would want for christmas. Momentarily it went like this:

1) Diamond earrings
2) A bloodhound puppy
3) New clothes- preferably from Express, Urban Outfitters, Jessicas, Red Dress Boutique (my new fav store)
4) Pretty shoes

And when i look at what i want.....WOW....how selfish! Only thinking of me. And i don't NEED any of those things...i just want them. Big difference

So putting myself aside for a few minutes, and thinking about the bigger picture, i am re-writing my list.

This is what i would like:

1) A healthy family (incluing a possible...i am saying possible..... new addition in 2011 or 2012.
2) Patience and dedication to study and learn what i need to study and learn
3) A family that gets along and helps out each other :)
4) A good balance of work, family, and "me" time (which includes exercising)
5) And maybe some small diamond earrings.


I think my second list is a lot less selfish. Again, i don't NEED all of those things but they are at least obtainable and reasonable. And i think my hubby would FLIP if i got another dog.

I am very blessed. My family lives close by and i get to spend a lot of time with them. My family is healthy and i have a wonderful husband and daughter. And i am alive- i am breathing, healthy, and doing what i love. I am very blessed.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

"A squirrel is just a rat with a cuter outfit!"

"A squirrel is just a rat with a cuter outfit!" said Carrie Bradshaw as she encountered a squirrel on the window ledge of the "country" house that her boyfriend Aidan built.

I use this quote because we have a new addition to our family. And while i would like our new addition to be a 4 legged wrinkly bloodhound, it is not. It is a bushy tailed small rodent....a squirrel. Now, i am not quite sure how a squirrel got into our garage but it has been living in the garage attic for some time.
I first found evidence of our new guest right after Thanksgiving, as i was getting the christmas decorations out. I noticed one of Berry's guitar cases had been chewed up....and i mean, pretty much the entire outer part of the case had been eaten.
"Beeeeeeerrrryyyy! Come here!" And with that yell, the battle against the squirrel began.

The squirrel has become a bit more ballsy. At first we didn't even know he (or she) was living in the garage. But i think with the cold, he (or she) wants to get closer to the warmth of the house....because the garage is not heated, mind you. He (or she) has been crawling through the walls of the garage, getting closer to our tv room and bedroom......we can hear him moving around. And even though we have been setting traps to catch him, the little bugger keeps on eating the peanut butter off the trap and not even setting off the trap at all!

And then today, i found in our laundry room /dog kennel room (which is connected to the garage), that the squirrel had knocked over the dog treat bag and chewed a hole in it....eating all the delicious treats that are meant for MY BABIES......NOT THIS DANG SQUIRREL!

I am not quite sure what to do now....i don't want him hurt but i want him OUT OF MY HOUSE!
I am pretty sure if i came face to face with this squirrel, i would scream like Carrie Bradshaw did when she saw the squirrel. I however, do not think i could give him props for his outfit.....i don't care what he wears, i just want him to stop destroying stuff in my house!!!

Monday, December 20, 2010

Sesquicentennial Day of Secession

Today marks the sesquicentennial anniversary of the signing of the Ordinance of Secession for South Carolina. The 2 bottom photos are of the original which was on display today in the Charleston Museum.
Now being a Southerner and especially a South Carolinian, I have had the opportunity/benefit of being educated with our history as it actually occurred and not how it is generally taught....through Politically Correct colored glasses. I could spend much time discussing the War of Northern Aggression and slavery, etc... but I will not. I will only say that the Late Unpleasantness was as much about slavery as invading Iraq was about weapons of mass destruction. Sure, it was a part of it but not nearly as big a part as most students are led to believe. If you doubt, ask yourself this as a primer. What are most wars about? Money and power! And the things that give, grant, or otherwise garner that money and power.
Regardless, South Carolinians like myself have a code very similar to the Marine Corps (code). Family (Unit), South Carolina (Corp), Jesus Christ (God), USA (Country). If some force, foreign or domestic invades my Motherland, then HELL YES I will defend her!!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

One of my favorite childhood movies...

This was one of my favorite movies as a kid....i even remember wearing a tee-shirt that says "I saw Harry" to bed all the time.

So when i found it for sale for $5 (DVD) on Amazon, i jumped on it. I wanted taylor to see movies from my childhood that i loved....good wholesome family movies. Wholesome movies like that one, The Goonies, and Karate Kid (part 1 and 2, not 3). No vampires, teenage angst, or serial killers....just good wholesome story lines. An occasional cuss word. And a lot of laughter.

So we watched it last night.....taylor liked it all right...didn't LOVE it (hey, it doesn't have Bella or Edward in it), but it was a really nice family movie and i am glad we were able to watch it together.

Anybody else have some fun 80's movies we could watch together???

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Not much to say...

So, unfortunately i don't have much to say today......it's cold, i'm working, and i'm tired.
Those three statements pretty much sum up my life and sum up the past 14 days of December.

I cannot believe that Christmas is 11 days away. It sure feels like it- the weather is blustery and cold (19 degrees with wind chill this morning) and the city (including my house, all store, and even the hospital) is decorated for Christmas. But in other ways it doesn't feel like it. Taylor will be gone visiting her dad and i will be working. I shouldn't complain, as i had thanksgiving free from hospital call, but there is something about working on a holiday that is just depressing.

I do have to show off our Christmas tree this year......which isn't really a Christmas tree at all. I didn't feel like getting it out of storage and getting all the ornaments out, just to not have taylor here and to be working on Christmas day. So i opted to buy this instead.....i love it!

I'll try to get a pic of it with all the presents under it (and not the pic from the side of the box). It really is adorable!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Lords of Discipline, Conrack, The Great Santini, The Prince of Tides

I just met Pat Conroy. He was very personable, gracious, and funny as hell. For example, when I told him I teach psychology he stated that he taught it for two years himself. And all he had to do to teach the course was go through the members of his family. A paranoid schizophrenic here, a manic depressive there, etc.... He also asked how my mother was doing after I informed him that she just retired as a English teacher. I said, "keeping her self busy so as not to go stir crazy." He stated I know the feeling as his grandmother used to say. "get me the frack out of this house." Above are a few pictures from the event and below a few qoutes of the author that I like. His parting words to me were, "Berry, you live in the most beautiful city on earth." I responded, "Pat, I know."

"My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, "All Southern literature can be
summed up in these words: 'On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to sister."
"Since the day I was born, I have been worried that heaven would never be half as beautiful as Charleston, the city formed where two rivers meet in ecstasy to place a harbor and a bay and an exit to the world."
"To my mother, a library was a palace of desire masquerading in a wilderness of books. She distributed books to me a though ther were communion wafers."
"You get a little moody sometimes but I think that's because you like to read. People that like to read are always a little fucked up."
"Man wonders but God decides when to kill the Prince of Tides."

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Is it really that bad?

In light of what happened at Taylor's school yesterday, i am writing this blog.

For those who don't know, a 16 year old 10th grader, Aaron Williams, who goes to Academic Magnet, doused his clothes with lighter fluid and lit a match. Quick thinking of students and staff put out the fire and he was transferred to MUSC. He was then airlifted to the Agusta Burn Center (as MUSC doesn't have one), where he passed away this afternoon.

There was a lot of spectulation about what happened and if it was on purpose or by accident but from what has been told to us and the students, it was a suicide. It has been reported that there was a suicide note left in his car and that there was no bullying involved. Apparently Aaron had friends, wasn't "popular" but was liked, and had a good home life.

I sit here writing this and feel so grief stricken......I couldn't imagine losing Taylor and cannot fathom what this boy's parents are going through right now. For those who helped with his medical care- the doctors, nurses, paramedics, ER staff- it must have been such a difficult job but thank you for caring for him.
And of course this makes me think of my friend, Gibby, who took his own life after high school. Another life that was ended too soon.

When things like this happen, so many questions are left unanswered. Why? Why there? Why then? Is life really that bad??

Tuesday, December 7, 2010


It is cold outside, i mean REALLY cold! I woke up to find it is 29 degrees outside and then watched the news and saw that it is going to be 20 degrees tonight! AHHHHHHHH!!

But the real way i can tell it is cold is that Tiberius sleeps beside me all night long. Usually, my bed mate starts off sleeping beside me and once he gets too hot, he moved to the floor on his "bed." However, when it gets cold outside, our wood floors get cold, and that means his bed is cold. And mine is warm and apparently even Tiberius gets cold. So he sleeps beside me....all night long.....snoring, dreaming, and just in general being a big doofy.

Berry gave me one of the best presents ever a few years ago (besides diamonds, of course)....an electric blanket. I would turn it on a hour or so before bedtime and then jump into a nice warm bed. I used it so much that the heating coils stopped working on my side and i had to flip the blanket around and use the other side of heating coils. Those stopped working after a year too.

So, i am now on the hunt for two electric blankets. A queen size for taylor and then a king size for myself. It will make this cold season much more tolerable!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

It's a.......

........white icing baby??????

Ok- so my sister-in-law, Erika, asked us a few weeks ago to come over tonight to find out what they were having- a boy or a girl. Paul and Erika had an ultrasound on Friday and the plan was this: they weren't going to find out the sex of the baby. Instead they were going to have "girl" or "boy" written in a sealed envelope and were going to take that envelope to a bakery. There, they were going to have them bake a cake with the icing on the inside either be blue (for a boy) or pink (for a girl).

Here are the votes for boy vs girl....
While i wasn't crazy about the idea....i like to know things, i HATE secrets......it was an exciting way to find out. Erika and Paul had all of our family over and it was nice to be able to share the experience with all of them. And i did get in the spirit and was excited to find out as well.Now, i have to say that i don't have any pictures of them actually finding out (because i video taped it, which i am NOT allowed to put up on the web), but i'll describe it.

Picture all of us gathered around their dining room table. They had my grandmother, Neannie, cut the cake, as a birthday present (remember, her birthday was a few days ago). Neannie cut the cake, got a large slice out and we all stared at the piece. The icing was WHITE. Not pink, not blue, but WHITE. And the look of Erika's face when she figured out that Publix had messed up was horrible. She looked like someone ran over her puppy dog.As all of us were "boo-ing" and cursing Publix, Paul ran into the kitchen to get the ultrasound picture (which i know he peeked at while he was getting it) and gave it to Neannie. He made her read it outloud (which was hard for her because she didn't have her glasses) and she said, "its a boy??" And he goes, "nooooo...." And then she says "its a girl?!?!?" and bursts into tears.

So then of course we cut the rest of the cake and celebrate that they are having a girl. I am going to be an Aunt to a little Lambert girl- in April 2011! So exciting!!!

Congrats to the happy couple!!!

The famous white icing cake........

Saturday, December 4, 2010


Pica is the persistent eating of substances with no nutrition, such as dirt or paint.

And yup, someone in our family has been diagnosed with it. That person would be Tiberius, our 3 year old red bloodhound. It started innocently- he would grab tissues out of the trash or out of the Kleenex box but it has now turned into a full blown problem.

You can't even leave him by himself anymore...unless he is sleeping. He pretty much eats anything that is paper. Newspaper, magazines, books, and even has taken a liking to Berry's stack of C of C psych tests.

I have done a bit of reading on it and it apparently is because he is either 1) bored or 2) wants attention. Well sorry i cannot provide attention to him during the 10 hours of the day that he is awake (he really does sleep about 14 hrs a day) but seriously! So demanding! If he ever gets a hold of my magazines or cookbooks, he is going to be dead!!!

The initial paper trail.....

Berry's tests from his C of C classes

Taylor's Stephen King novel.....

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Happy Birthday Neannie

I have always known that i am blessed because at the age of 31, i still have grandparents alive that i get to see pretty much all the time.

I grew up spending major holidays with both sets of grandparents- and although when i was younger that would mean driving to West Virginia, the 3 lambert kids and their parents piled into a car. And the drive wouldn't always be the easiest. There was a time when I-64 wasn't built yet, and we would have to drive through the snow-filled mountains of west virginia to get to our destination by Christmas. Once, i remember, my dad having to open up the car door so that he could see the edge of the road because it was snowing so hard! The trips weren't always the smoothest but we still went. And i have such great memories of those holidays.

Now, both sets of my grandparents have moved to Charleston, which is great to have them so close. Neannie (my mom's mom) lives 5 minutes down the road from me and Papaul and Marie (my dad's dad and his wife) live about 20 minutes away in West Ashley. Gone are the days of traveling 5+ hours for Christmas or Thanksgiving. Our holiday celebrations are easy- everyone comes over to my parent's house.

The reason why i am recalling all of this is that today, November 30, 2010, my grandmother, Norma Jean Prather, Neannie for short, turns 84 years young. She is a remarkable woman. She is a spitfire. She tells it like it is. She loves shopping, buying shoes, getting her hair done, going out to eat, and getting her nails done. She zips around town in her BMW and has a laugh that is infectious. She also calls her doctor "McDreamy" which makes smile each time i hear her say that. AND when i got my pulmonary fellowship, she bought me a bottle of champagne and we drank it together! She also is a strong woman- for 5 years she took care of my grandfather, who passed away from CHF in January 2008. She was always by his side, accompanying him to doctors appointments, putting up with him and his "itchies" and then, in his final days, helping the hospice nurses tend to him. Like i said, remarkable woman.

So today, i am wishing Neannie a very happy birthday and am thankful that i still get to spend time with her. I am thankful that Taylor knows her great-grandmother. She is amazing!

Neannie and Taylor- Dec 2009 (we need an updated picture)!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Giving Thanks

We are finally home, stuffed from the smoked turkey, grits, 7 layer salad, glazed apricots, green beans, stuffing, mashed potatoes, collards, mac & cheese, and rolls.....sooo much food.

We gathered at my parent's house- the whole Lambert clan:
my parents
my brother Paul and his wife Erika
Berry and taylor
my sister Leslie
Neannie and my great aunt, Ruth Anne
Pa-paul and Marie
My aunt and uncle, Patty and Ed
My cousin Stephen and his wife Mandy and their son David

17 total= wow!

here is our table BEFORE dinner

Me, Erika, and Mandy (with David crashing the photo)

Paul and Erika (19 weeks pregnant!)

Little David

Me, Taylor, and Pa-paul (who looks good for having spinal surgery just last week!)
Like i said this morning, i am thankful for sleeping in and my crock pot. :)
I am also thankful that my family lives close by and that i am able to spend the holidays with them. AND i am thankful that we are all healthy. With the month that i have had at work, i know we are so blessed to all be in good health.
People that were missing included: my cousin Brad and his wife Lisa (who are up in Charlotte) and Camille (who is in Denver- yes, Denver, Colorado, where it is spitting snow), and Mary and her Paul(who are with his family today).

Oh- and lastly i am thankful for the health of my dogs- especially Tiberius who decided he did not want to wait to eat dinner tonight, and chewed through the new bag of dog food to start eating early (without us). We found him munching happily on the food.....we were only 15 minutes late from our "normal" feeding schedule. I wonder how much he would have ate if we were a hour late!!!!

This morning i am thankful for sleeping in and my slow cooker

Today (thanksgiving) is my first day off in 12 days. I slept in til 9:30 which was joyous.

Then i started cooking for dinner at my parents this afternoon....and i have to say, i have been too exhausted/stressed out to think about cooking a side for thanksgiving dinner. So i looked through my favorite crock pot blog (http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/) and found a recipe for Sausage, Apple Stuffing. All i can say is yum! (and i am not going to tell Berry how much onion and celery i used....he hates it...hehehe!)

Monday, November 22, 2010

Cancer Sucks

I wear a button on my white coat everyday that says "Cancer Sucks." Some people LOVE the button and i have even gotten complaints about it because it says "sucks." However, what it says is true- cancer sucks.

The first patient i ever met that had cancer was during my 2nd year of med school. We had a class, physical diagnosis, that met every other month for one day a week where we would learn how to interview a patient and do a complete physical exam, and then write it up in the standard SOAP note. My physical diagnosis group was led by an Endocrinologist and during our 1st meeting, the patient we had to interview was a 50-something year old lady with breast cancer. And i remember talking with her and her husband like it was yesterday. The husband starts the interview with "well, when i found the lump in her breast...." and i said, "excuse me, you found the lump?" And he said "yes, i found the lump," with a big grin on his face.
I don't know what happened to that lady. The unfortunate thing about that class was we interviewed the patient and then never saw them again.....in my heart she is doing well, in recovery, but in my mind, i sometimes think otherwise.

Fast forward 6 years. I have now taken care of many patients with cancer as a med student, internal medicine resident, and now pulmonary fellow. And have even had loved ones that have been diagnosed with it. It is everywhere. Lung cancer, breast cancer, bone cancer, cell line cancers, renal cell cancer, GI cancer...the list goes on and on.

The one thing i have noticed with all of these cancer patients is that these unfortunate diagnoses happen to the nicest people. From the man who owns the wine shop by my house (who i have known for 10 years), to my best friend from college's brother, to my dear father-in-law, to the marine who i took care of in the ICU for the past 20 days. These people leave behind families, spouses, parents, children, brothers/sisters and loved ones who ask "why? Why did this happen?" We don't know why and it is hard to find comfort in the saying "everything happens for a reason" because it is so cliche and overused. But it is true. There is a great explanation for these people being taken away from us too soon, too early, too quickly- and sometimes our ears are closed to hearing it because of our anger or sadness- but there is one.

Until we get those answers and there are still tears that are shed, all i can say is Cancer Sucks.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

What are we fighting for?

The title of this blog has been stuck in my head all day....and now that i sit down to write (i have a few free minutes while on call), i can't get started.

I remember a fight i had with my middle school best friend, Kathy Hudy. I got mad at her (when i was at her house, mind you) and her sister and i locked her outside for about a hour so that we could play together without her. Needless to say, Kathy was not happy. Nor was her mom. Or my mom. It didn't end our friendship....she ended up moving away to PA when we were in high school. I went to visit her one summer and had the best time. Unfortunately, as most people did back then when there was no cell phone, email, or facebook, we lost contact. My mom and her mom still talk at random times. I know Kathy is married and has kids. That is about it.

I hadn't thought about that fight until yesterday. It seemed that my weekend has been full of fights. I have had patient's families fighting, i have been fighting with my family, and then of course i have pissed off some people this weekend too. The hard thing about fighting as we get older, is that the people we often fight with, we love the most. We are now at a point in our lives where we truly value the people we surround ourselves with. Especially in my line of work, with my job taking up so much time, time is valuable. Therefore, friendship is valuable. And the time we spend with those valuable people is also valuable. Does that make sense?

It might not but i at least wanted to get this out. Life is short. I had a patient pass away yesterday and it made me realize, what are we fighting for?

Friday, November 19, 2010

I'm so tired i could cry

To say that this has been a long week is an understatement.....and it is only friday.
For most, it means the start of the weekend, 2 days of freedom from work/school/etc. But not for me. I am on call this weekend, which means i work saturday and sunday (28 hours straight) and then go back to work monday morning and resume my work week. My next day off will be thursday (Thanksgiving).....6 days from now. Thank goodness for a holiday- i will finally get some rest.

I shouldn't complain. I get 6.5-7 hours of sleep a night, which is perfect for most. However, when pulling a 12 hour work day that is both physically and mentally exhausting, i could use 9-10 hours of sleep a night! My stores are deplete! And all the adderall, diet mt dew, and diet coke can't help me now!

I TRIED to sleep in this morning. Instead of my usual 5:15 alarm, i set it for 6, so that i could get to work a bit later and enjoy a few extra minutes of sleep. However, dogs don't realize that you want to sleep in. They don't sense how tired you are. They don't realize that despite getting up at 5:15 every morning for the last few days, that we didn't have to do it again this morning.
5:15 rolled around and Tiberius stuck his face in my face and jumped on the bed.
His internal alarm clock was set for 5:15 and he didn't get the memo i wanted to sleep in.....so i got up. 45 minutes early. My plan for a *little* bit more sleep failed....

And now i am so tired i could cry.........

Thursday, November 18, 2010


Lara likes going to my Homeland partly because she can find "cute" dresses (or dresses that look like coats) there. Taylor likes going because she can read her cheesy vampire novels, bake cookies, and/or drive my daddy's old truck.
I like going home because I grew up with a library. A library due to my mother's endless appreciation of literature, poetry, and prose. When I can go home I feel it call to me and often I stay up late reading words long forgotten but still inspiring. One of my favorites by the great Edgar Allen Poe. (Who by the way was stationed and wrote (e.g., The Gold Bug) in Charleston, SC and it is widely believed that his beloved Annabel Lee was a Charleston girl)


Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.

Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly-
Mere puppets they, who come and go
At bidding of vast formless things
That shift the scenery to and fro,
Flapping from out their Condor wings
Invisible Woe!

That motley drama- oh, be sure
It shall not be forgot!
With its Phantom chased for evermore,
By a crowd that seize it not,
Through a circle that ever returneth in
To the self-same spot,
And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
And Horror the soul of the plot.

But see, amid the mimic rout
A crawling shape intrude!
A blood-red thing that writhes from out
The scenic solitude!
It writhes!- it writhes!- with mortal pangs
The mimes become its food,
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs
In human gore imbued.

Out- out are the lights- out all!
And, over each quivering form,
The curtain, a funeral pall,
Comes down with the rush of a storm,
While the angels, all pallid and wan,
Uprising, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"
And its hero the Conqueror Worm.

can't get you off my mind...

This is the dress from Jessica's that i fell in love with. Isn't it cute?!?!?

Too bad berry and i aren't exchanging christmas presents this year, or i know what i would tell him i want.

Monday, November 15, 2010

A family that blogs together, stays together.

I must admit that I am impressed by the amount of blogging over the past day or so. I had one entry, taylor had 2, and berry had 1 as well. I like that we can share our thoughts, despite our differences.

To settle a few things:

1) I am still getting use to my husband hunting and the text pictures he sends me of his kills. I never thought I would be married to a guy who hunts and fishes (and is pretty good at it) but I am. It isn’t bad….as long as I don’t have to see him kill anything and as long as I don’t have to clean it! And of course, it is pretty cool to be able to get our food from the earth- the meat is organic and without any additives. I am impressed.

2) I don’t mind taylor dying her hair. I really don’t- I just wish it wasn’t so dark. So it all started with me allowing her to dye her hair last year- she had a burgundy color for a while, a brown color, and then over the summer, she went BLACK. It was a semi-permanent color that apparently doesn’t wash out despite what the instructions say. And now her hair is dark and when her roots start to grow, they are light brown- doesn’t look great. So, instead of spending LOTS of money to get her hair professionally colored back to her normal brown (which would require bleach and then more color), we went back to dark hair. And I am not my father- I don’t believe that black hair = drug use.

3) I am doing ok. Despite what you hear or see, I am ok. November has been a difficult month- I am working in an ICU with very sick patients which is draining both physically and emotionally. Also without going into too much detail, I am once again coming to grips with disappointments that I wish I didn’t have to face. It makes me question my professional career, my intelligence, and if I am able to balance work and family. It always hurts to question yourself, especially when you have gotten to a certain point in life—but I am quietly working through it. With my busy schedule, I barely see my friends here in Charleston, AND I miss my friends that have moved away terribly. What I wouldn’t give to sit and watch Sex in the City while drinking champagne with Karen, or drink a Bucket-o-margaritas with Jen or go to happy hour with Court. Did you notice the common theme- alcohol. :)
Alas, I will just have to settle for few and far between vacations and future weekend trips….if I ever get some extra $.

4) On a more silly note- my heart does NOT beat faster when I visit Jessica’s store- although I am still dreaming about that pink coat with the bow. It really was fabulous.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

A Perfect Fall Day

Some days are just perfect. The dogs aren't barking, the gas tank is full, the kid isn't back talking (much), and outside is beautiful. The birds are chirping, the squirrels are foraging, preparing for winter, and then, just there in the thicket by a pile of corn out walks Bambi's father (or brother) and.......BLAMMMMMM!!!!!

The carbon echo of a .270 Winchester 130 grain SST ballistic round and I know what we will have for Christmas Eve Family Dinner......smoked venison hams. Yum.

Population 5?

Who knew that in a town with one stop light and a population of 5 that I, Taylor, could have a little fun?
Besides the trips to Super Wal-Mart that my mom loves so much, along with the super expensive "Jessica's" that seems to get my mom's heart beating faster with each over-priced piece of clothing on the rack, I do not usually have fun.
Since i have been 14 for a little over a week Berry's mom thought it was appropriate that I carry on the Legacy...when Berry and Mary were both 14 they both drove the pickup truck in the pecan field. Of coarse that would be fun for me, even though my mom was always saying "Slow down!" and "Not over 10 mph!" (I honestly went 15 most of the time which for me is slow and boring ). Oh the joy. Can't wait until I get my permit, it should be an interesting ride with my mother.

Happy Sunday!
(Schools Tomorrow and i don't know if i should be happy or not???)

Weekend in Manning

So this weekend was our only "free" weekend to visit Berry's mom. She lives in a little town called Manning, South Carolina, which is about 1.5 hrs away from Charleston, up I-95.

There are only four good things about the town:
1) Berry's mom lives there (of course)
2) Her house/land is the future location of our winery, Bell Branch Vineyard.
3) Jessica's Boutique- a wonderful store full of beautiful clothes that sometimes i treat myself to (and sometimes my mother in law treats me to).
4) Super Wal-Mart- it helps pass the time, what more can i say.

So Berry, Taylor, Tiberius, Ellie and of course me, piled into Berry's truck and headed up there friday night after i finished a long hard (and sad) day at work. We had dinner at the local Mexican place, went shopping at Wal-mart, and then as the girls went to bed, Berry did some work around the house.

The next morning Camille, Taylor and I walked the dogs, picked up pecans, and then went into town. Of course we stopped by Jessica's where there was this beautiful pink coat with a bow on it that was to DIE for- i couldn't bring myself to get it- $170 is a lot to spend these days in our troubled economic times. Then again back to Wal-mart for stuff for dinner and hair dye for Taylor.

That afternoon, Taylor and i cooked 5 batches of cookies and cleaned the bathrooms, while Berry and Camille worked outside. I also took Taylor in Camille's old truck and let her drive around the Pecan Orchard- working on backing-up, parking, turns, etc. I cannot believe that she is going to get her learners permit in 1 year....AHHHHH!

That evening, I cooked dinner as I had promised. It is my contribution to the weekend- Berry works outside and i cook- it works out. Anyway, i made salad, bread, and shepards pie-camille's favorite. I think the shepards pie was a hit but it was a strange recipe (got it from foodnetwork.com) and i would like to make it again with a different recipe. After dinner and desert, we all crashed hard- even Tiberius.

The morning came quickly and Camille had to head to Walterboro and I had to head back to Charleston to do some moonlighting. So we said our goodbyes and parted ways. The trip to Charleston went quickly, with the dogs sleeping in the back, Taylor reading, and Berry and I discussing our Christmas Eve dinner plans.

It was delightful to see the Cooper River Bridge once we got back home.