Messy Monday, The Big Reveal

This is the overall final product. Notice my nice vacuum cleaner lines.



This is what I've found to be the best shoe storage. Easy access, easy clean-up.


These are the storage containers I picked up today at Target. I got one for my winter boots, one for my purses and one for my favorite navy blue sweatshirt. Oh, you know the one;) I chose containers with lids because of the dust that was accumulating on my purses and said shirt.


This is my hair curler collection that I'm quite sure rivals any Miss America in town.

This is my new bin for my infamous flip-flop collection. I decided to go all out and get something cute. And I just couldn't go wrong with the pink paisley.

I already had the container on the left. I use it to store my off season clothes. Sweaters in the summer. Capri pants and shorts in the winter. I purchased the other one today to put Lawnmower Man's extra coveralls in. Yes, he has extra. Yes, I have to share this closet with him and I'm not going to show you that side. It doesn't look bad. It just might hurt your eyes to see that many striped shirts at one time.

I also rearranged the order of my clothes. Winter clothing towards the back and summer in the front. There ya have it. I hope you got lots done today and be sure to tune in next week for another Messy Monday. I need to go and make some labels.

Messy Monday

Today I want to start a new little thing on the Big Nanny Blog called Messy Monday. You see on Mondays I don't usually work. I try to catch-up on all the things that I have to do here around the house. I want my blog to be a little more meaningful and helpful. Not that I haven't been helpful...I am the one that told you when Target was open. And I do let you know where to find the best dawgs in this great nation. But I want to do my part in the Mommy Blog World and inspire you to get'er done. Ya know, all that stuff that needs to be done, but you keep putting off. So go pick your project and get'er done. Why don't you post your project on your blog?

Here's my project:



This is the floor of my closet and it has looked like this since I got back from vacation. On Sunday mornings I'm always in a hurry and I tend to just throw stuff all over the place. So this is the project of the day and I'm making this part of the blog so I will actually get it done. Because I know that you'll all come back later to check up on me. Stay tuned for the after pic. (That white thing is a sock not my underwear.)

But for now, I'm off to Target to get some storage containers.


Tip of the day: Don't buy the storage containers until after you start your project so that you can buy the specific size you need. Today I need some containers for purses and flip-flops.

Restaurant Review, The Old Salty Dog

I couldn't go all the way to Florida and not be on the lookout for a world famous hotdog stand. So I started searching the www and found this. The Old Salty Dog was located in the area of one of my favorite beaches, Siesta Key in Sarasota. This is a picture of the wonderful sand on that beach. The sand is like flour. I brought some home in a ziploc for you to touch. Stop by and touch the sand anytime. It's in a drawer labeled...sand from Siesta Key. Not really.

Anyhoo, after we spent the day at the beach getting what I like to call a homemade chemical peel (my sunscreen issues are famous in these here parts),we headed on over to the Salty Dog. We decided to sit out on the patio area and enjoy our dogs in the sunshine. The Old Salty Dog is famous for their hotdogs because they dip them in batter and fry them. I know some of my non-hotdog eating friends are cringing. You know who you are.

So Lawnmower Man and I ordered the dogs, Medium Nanny got a roast beef sandwich and Lil'Nanny got a burger. We were waiting on our food when we noticed this guy. Look a bird. A crane. How fun.


Then he got a little closer. Lil'Nanny was getting worried. The waitress kept shooing him away but she also kept referring to him like he was an old friend.



Our food arrived and I was ready to dig into my dog. Lil'Nanny was still worried about the crane because he kept hovering over her like he hadn't had lunch yet. Here is my dog...



Medium Nanny was starting to worry as well. She mentioned that if we were at home someone would have already gotten their shotgun out and taken care of this problem. Shotgun talk at the table. So not necessary. It's just a bird. He's just part of the Florida scenery. Here is Medium Nanny's sandwich.



Oh and here is the well fed crane struttin' his stuff because he had just soared in and grabbed all of the roast beef off of Medium Nanny's sandwich. Lawnmower Man was disappointed because I didn't get this on film. But he was fast. Lightnin'fast.



At this point, the Nannies insisted we go inside the restaurant and eat with humans.

I give this dog a two out of five dogs. I wasn't really crazy about the fried dog. I know, I'm shocked by this too.

I went to church and then I killed some bunnies

Yes, friends, I'm a little behind on the blogging. So I wanted to catch you up on our Easter festivities.

So we got up at the crack of dawn because when you work at a church that does 3 services and 3 Sunday schools, you get up at the crack of dawn. Lawnmower Man presented me with an Easter present. I think he knew that I was going to have a long day on my feet and my piggies were going to need some R&R. Since I refuse to wear sensible shoes and all. Here is a picture of the Lil'Nanny and I in our Easter finery and our crazy tall, almost matching shoes.

Anyway, about Lil'Nanny's shoes. She is 10 years old and can now wear a ladies size and she is thrilled about it. I wasn't crazy about the size of the heel, but then I remembered the Easter my mother made me wear the white dress with matching parasol and mary janes. I really wanted to wear the fabulous Dyna Kids heels that I got from Kmart. She cut me a deal and said that I had to wear the mary janes for Sunday morning and I could wear the Dyna Kids on Sunday night. Since I don't want Lil'Nanny to be blogging about me in 15 years...I decided to let her wear the heels.
And here is Medium Nanny in her Easter finery that wasn't very Eastery. She wore pantyhose and boots because she is a sensible person and did not want to be cold. I thought the dress was very cute and we found it at Old Navy for 5.99. I found it on the rack and thought it would be perfect for her. I went to find her in the store and she was carrying the exact same dress and had already tried it on. I love it when that happens. She'a a teenager and we rarely have the same opinions on clothing. I'm not going to post the picture of Lawnmower Man because we all know that he wore a striped shirt. He wears some form of a striped shirt every Sunday.

So we had a wonderful Sunday at church. At least it was a wonderful Sunday for me. And you might ask, what makes a wonderful Sunday for you? Well, #1 it was resurrection Sunday and I love this Sunday. I was having happy thoughts knowing that my Dad was probably walking around in his wing tips, waiting on my mom to get ready and he was most likely trying to sing...Up from the grave He arose! Every Easter of my childhood I have heard him sing this song on this day and I'm sure this Easter was no exception. The man is not able to carry a tune in a bucket and that makes it all the sweeter. #2 Everyone showed up for their worship care duties! I had plenty of help for all of our visiting preschoolers. I got to the service almost on time and was able to hear Radke sing one of my favorite songs. Big shout out to the adult ss classes that helped pull this off.

After church, we came home and Lawnmower made us a ham dinner. I don't cook on Sundays. (or Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays or Fridays.)(And most Saturdays.) Then I settled into the big, comfy couch for a long nap.

Around 8 o'clock that night I decided that I should work on a project. My laundry room. It all started a few days earlier when I was browsing around Lisa's website and I found this. She just doesn't bring you a devotion, she gives you handy- dandy household tips too! You see I have a love of the plastic boxes myself. I also have my own little brand of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. You see when I see pictures with organizational ideas...it inspires me to clean. I guess that's why she calls it Interior Inspirations. It all started years ago when I first got my hands on one of these. Lets just say that I've labeled a few things around the house. Some people make fun of me.
So, I started wiping, moving, sorting and then I had to kill the dust bunnies that had made a lovely home in my laundry room. My cabinets don't look like the ones above but they will and they will soon. Because I have the obsessive disorder and we don't have enough money to buy the amount of therapy that I need.

P.S. Radke, I'm back on the pot. I hope I can keep my good blogging name. You might want to remember that I have a picture of you and that when I run out of material I will be forced to use.

Silly Saturday