tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35314311512214084672024-03-05T20:06:52.201-06:00Chatelaine and the CaptainLife and views from a southern country house and the call of the northwestern seasChatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.comBlogger158125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-69596763727184990902010-04-28T22:34:00.002-05:002010-04-28T22:37:25.507-05:00Anyone out there?*hears echo*Just saying hello. Thinking about blogging. *dips toe in water*Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-27141602009216409282009-10-26T10:14:00.004-05:002009-10-26T11:15:59.061-05:00Grilling outdoors in late October! And southern women who love football.People ask, "What do you like best about living in the south?" My glib answer has been "I'll never have to put chains on my car tires again."I will have to change my answer. Being able to grill out on the patio at 7:00 PM in late October is a pleasure I hadn't anticipated.My lady Chatelaine prepared the hamburgers with Lea & Perrin's Worcestershire sauce (is there any other kind?) and The Captainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16510814550355219171noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-30965172113698891902009-10-22T12:23:00.002-05:002009-10-22T12:30:18.233-05:00It's that time againFeeling a change coming on. Blog changes probably gonna happen. Considering there are only about 6 of you that read us, I doubt it'll be a big deal.I'll let you know what we eventually decide to do.Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-62748758124851889752009-10-19T07:59:00.003-05:002009-10-19T08:15:42.188-05:00Well, we did itOk, we're married now.It was a great wedding weekend. Kind of a three day party. Started with cousins, sisters, nieces, and TWC over for dinner on Friday night. Then the wedding day festivities on Saturday, and the big family luncheon on Sunday afternoon. Last night TWC and the Captain and I had a quiet dinner of leftover barbecue and some wine in the kitchen. One of the best parts of the Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-91725752059045242512009-10-14T17:30:00.003-05:002009-10-14T18:03:31.076-05:00Sometimes it all seems like it's going to turn out very nicely.... ...like when I'm sitting here at the kitchen counter, sipping a glass of wine, writing some thank-you notes, loving the way a gift looks in my kitchen or something. And a certain piece of music comes on the reception music playlist that I'm testing out, and the leaves are falling outside.... and I imagine what a nice moment it will be when that song plays at the reception, and Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-18114788778952828772009-10-12T06:34:00.002-05:002009-10-12T06:41:59.183-05:00Wedding Day WeatherRight now, weather.com is saying sunny and 59 degrees for the big day!I wish I had gotten that fur wrap I saw a few weeks ago. Not real fur of course, but I was looking for taffeta or chiffon wedding dress wraps, and I kept finding the prettiest fur ones, but I figured it wouldn't be near that cold.Guess I was wrong. Wish I had sprung for it now.Oh well. But sunny and 59! Wheeee!Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-71115427289417511312009-10-09T09:00:00.005-05:002009-10-11T22:46:43.530-05:00For the first time in my life, I'm afraid to say what I really want to say out of fear of the government. I'm afraid to write what I want to write on my blog today. I'm truly afraid that someone in the government would come and get me and lock me away for whatever they could gin up on me.So I'll just say this:Peace Prize, my ass. Try diabolical sociopath bent on social justice and revenge.Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-33698444275619983412009-10-07T11:45:00.002-05:002009-10-08T05:50:09.705-05:00Lovely Fall DayThe Captain and I just went and did the marriage license thing at the county court house. We have to wait three days before we get the document, though. They have that waiting period thing in Mississippi. Then we went to the garden center because it's such a gorgeous day - sunny, breezy, and 65 degrees - so I decided I wanted some pumpkins for the front porch. We got four or five picked out, Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-78994567527119423102009-10-04T10:00:00.003-05:002009-10-04T10:02:22.669-05:00A Feel GoodSmartass SOB sent this to me. I love it! They're so cute! It's impossible not to smile when watching it.Thanks, SASOB :-)Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-78362749727288284082009-10-02T08:30:00.001-05:002009-10-02T08:33:05.564-05:00Oh yeah, that's gonna be beautiful Isn't this going to look lovely with a strapless wedding dress?Really bled a lot, but the Captain put some medicine concoction on it that made it stop, then some Neosporin. Stung like hell, made me cry, which is mostly because I've been really stressed out and edgy lately. But I admit it does look a lot better this morning than it did last night.It's my own fault. I shouldn't Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-57478523505894148552009-10-01T09:30:00.002-05:002009-10-01T09:38:21.620-05:00October! It's here! My favorite month of the year! I consider it officially Autumn now. Things are really cooling off. Haven't run the air conditioner in several days. Wheee! So looking forward to those lower electric bills.And we're just a little over two weeks away from "the day".I'm scrambling to get everything done. The Captain is painting lawn chairs today. I want to have them Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-33341247995935689302009-09-21T19:00:00.000-05:002009-09-21T19:03:09.762-05:00TimeI would like to apologize on behalf of the Captain and myself for not being around much lately. Not being around much at all, actually. The days are running short till that big day. I don't understand it. We're having a small wedding, simple, not fussy, yet it still takes an enormous amount of doing and planning. Or maybe it's just me. But either way, we're stuck with it all, and forging Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-15769301292434002412009-09-16T17:38:00.005-05:002009-09-16T17:41:52.520-05:00I knew it!I knew he was a racist! Obama called Kanye West a jackass! ...and Kanye's black!That's racist!Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-59507007007649697672009-09-16T09:25:00.003-05:002009-09-16T09:54:40.377-05:00I would like to say... If you support ACORN, then you support child pornography and child prostitution. Perhaps this is what Obama has in mind when he says he's creating jobs.ACORN is organized crime.Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-511105192246555052009-09-15T09:48:00.003-05:002009-09-15T09:51:20.921-05:00Patrick SwayzeCount me among the fans. His dancing rocked my 13 year old world the night I went to the movies and saw Skatetown USA.Rest in Peace, Patrick.Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-56236551259055994232009-09-14T09:00:00.001-05:002009-09-14T09:07:12.109-05:00Tell the world to bite meThe "to do" list never ends, I don't even have a job, but every damn day there's something I have to do. I've been avoiding my computer. If I don't, then when I get online to do some reading with my morning coffee, before you know it, it's nearly noon, and I've wasted half the day reading political bullshit that is really just the same thing over and over. The story never changes. Neither Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-27552145540976062382009-09-05T09:00:00.001-05:002009-09-05T09:07:28.787-05:00This Week I Have....- Driven to Nashville and back in the same day to pick up the Captain at the airport. (Southwest Air doesn't fly into Memphis.)- Taken my Mom to the doctor for her injection and blood tests.- Had a pre-marriage counseling session with the church pastor, in which the Captain told the pastor he figured sexual relations was near the top of my marriage importance list. I nearly socked him right Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-85038859041025697512009-09-01T09:30:00.001-05:002009-09-01T09:30:38.710-05:00It's Over!August is over! Today is September 1st! I start getting in Fall mode as soon as August is done and gone. Even though it's still in the 80s around here, I'm just like a squirrel, gathering my Fall things, decorations, recipes, blankets, and all that homey stuff.And I've got a Fall wedding this year too, you know, so that's kicking into full gear now. The invitations were mailed yesterday. Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-22666486884463767542009-08-31T08:15:00.002-05:002009-08-31T08:27:01.568-05:00Coming Soon to a Walmart Near YouJust what you've always wanted to get your little girl (or boy, if that's the way y'all want him to flip.)Pole Dancer DollNipple Tassel T-ShirtWhat is WRONG with people???Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-1722941360167823632009-08-29T07:00:00.001-05:002009-08-29T07:10:46.387-05:00Trying to Just Do ItI'm feeling pulled in a dozen different directions these days. I want to finish unpacking the Captain's moving boxes for him. I'd like to spend a lot of time with my Mom, because she's really sick and feeling bad right now. And I need to do some house cleaning. And I need to find a job. The lead I had at my former company fell through. They are not going to fill that open position after allChatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-42358490779645601322009-08-27T21:50:00.007-05:002009-08-29T11:46:21.386-05:00Family TragediesAs I was flipping through the channels, I saw the motorcade carrying Ted Kennedy's body. The newscaster repeated that tired chestnut heard at every Kennedy funeral: This family has suffered so many tragedies.I saw through this hyperbole at 14, when I heard it uttered over forty years ago.It is a long list, but then it is a large family.Oldest son of Joe and Rose Kennedy killed in WWII.Retarded The Captainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16510814550355219171noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-76239957558709045762009-08-25T07:10:00.002-05:002009-08-25T07:12:05.023-05:00Oh, ugh!What is WRONG with people??? Why not just take a bath!!Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-30179618323226024782009-08-21T10:15:00.005-05:002009-08-21T10:29:08.066-05:00A Decade of Girls Named Brittney, Tiffany, Candy, and ParisIt's as if the new moms of the late nineties were using Las Vegas stripper advertisement magazines to choose their baby names: Lara Dawn, Astra, Zena, Sheera, Nitasha, Tawny, Starlette.... And now their little 12 year olds want to dress like sluts, and they wonder what's wrong.When I was a kid my Mom bought all my clothing. I was never given money to go to the store and buy my own things until Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-44278953299772178482009-08-18T10:30:00.003-05:002009-08-18T10:37:51.792-05:00Speedos are never acceptable...and other rules for manly dressingToday the Captain came downstairs in a Hawaiian shirt with plaid shorts.Heh :)I love him. I'd rather he need my style advice instead of him knowing more about fashion and style than a woman.I did start laughing my ass off and promptly told him, "No," to which he went back up and came down in a white Panama Jack style shirt. Much better. However, I was smacked on the ass for still chuckling Chatelainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00964747724704627728noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531431151221408467.post-75932678863625836562009-08-16T19:22:00.009-05:002009-08-16T20:04:38.769-05:00Jessica Marie, Lila Marie, Julie Ann, and my DadMy youngest daughter Jessica Marie (AKA Jessie-girl) would have been 13 today. As emotional as that makes me, I have to recall the old Russian proverb: You can't appreciate being warm until you have been cold. Life is, by design, bittersweet.A week ago, my oldest daughter, Julie Ann gave birth to my granddaughter, Lila Marie.Julie Ann purposefully gave Jessie's middle name to Lila.Lila was The Captainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16510814550355219171noreply@blogger.com5