Dear Miss Brown Sugar Baby

Dear Miss Brown Sugar Baby,

It sure has been a fun year!

At first I was a little nervous to give you a try, I was concerned that my "Maxi Hiney" would fit in a Mini Cooper. But not only were you a surprisingly good fit, but you were very fun to drive (even if you dont have a stick shift)

Never have I received so much attention as I have driving you. I will never forget when the guy frantically pulled me over in the El Torito parking lot just to tell me that you were the prettiest car he has ever seen! (why of course)Or how many times I have caught people looking in your windows. Brown Sugar,You are something special and you have made me feel special as well.

But what makes you so special?

Maybe what makes you special is your giant speedometer which is perfect for an old lady like me cause I can read you without my glasses...

But, My friends say that even the police could read it so maybe that isn't it...


It must be your handy "Barn Doors" and extra trunk space which kind of qualifies you as a mom-friendly car. (Enough room for a stroller, or baseball gear,but not enough for camping gear)

But, fitting a full two weeks groceries or a Costco buying spree can be a challenge,which I just chalk it up to a sacrifice for beauty so that's not it...


Or, possibly it's your super cool third door which makes it so easy for fully grown Eric to easily get in and out of the back seat.

But... They call these "Suicide Doors" so that's not it either...


Brown Sugar Baby, I know what makes you so special, you just like the cars before you are an Opportunity and a Testimony. Because of you, I get to explain to people what a blessing it is for my husband to work for such a wonderful company that allows us to drive their cars. But not only that... Another car is going to be released into the world that has been annointed and prayed over... God is so Good!!!

I KNOW your new owner will be so happy with you... Happy Trails to you!!!

Can't wait to see who replaces you tomorrow!!!

Dear Miss Brown Sugar Baby

Dear Miss Brown Sugar Baby,

It sure has been a fun year!

At first I was a little nervous to give you a try, I was concerned that my "Maxi" hiney would fit in my cool new Mini Cooper. Not only was this car a surprisingly good fit, but it has been very fun to drive.
Never have I received so much attention as I have driving you and I will never forget when the guy frantically pulled me over in the El Torito parking lot just to tell me that you were the prettiest car he has ever seen! (why of course)Or how many times I have caught people looking in your windows. Brown Sugar,You are something special and you have made me feel special as well.

Maybe what makes you special is your super cool speedometer which is perfect for an old lady like me cause I can read you without my glasses...My friends say that even the police could read it so maybe that isn't it...


Or maybe it is your cool "Barn Doors" and extra trunk space which kind of qualifies you as a mom-friendly car. (Enough room for a stroller, or baseball gear,but not enough for camping gear)Fitting a full two weeks groceries or a Costco buying spree can be a challenge, but one I am definitely up for.

Nothing

Today we aren't doing anything...

Got up early, Steve already at the dog park. Took Eric to his performance workshop, went to Tai Pan for some retail therapy armed with a 25% off coupon, picked up Eric, got some take out,went to help a girlfriend color her hair, cleaned, did dishes, made dinner and studied for hours...

So what do I do on a day when I am doing Something?...

GTM
(Giggling to myself...)

A moment in the life of a Miller...

Troy in the bathroom...

Steve leaving for the dog park with Eric and Yogi in the car...

Steve comes back in the house...

Steve- (excited) "Hey Troy come here! I forgot to show you what I made in Sunday School today!" (Steve's one of the teachers)

(Troy hurries up with her business and comes out...)


(It's a sheep in case you are wondering)

Troy- "Niceeeee, but where are the eyes?"

Steve- "Oh they had eyes but I decided to use cotton balls for the eyes see?"

Troy= "Niceeeee..."

Eric in the car HONK HONK

Steve- "Notice the beard and moustache I made?" (Laughing with pride)
"The kids really loved it!"

Troy- "LOVE IT! I'll put it on the fridge!!!"(fake smile with no teeth)

HONK HONK

Steve-"Gotta run..."

In case you are wondering...Yes, I put it on the fridge...

Memoirs of a Kitchen Lady Over and Out

I Love playing games with the kids while I am serving them their lunch, I will always be in awe of how much conversation we have in the under a minute they are in the line...

1st grader boy making a phone with his hand, thumb to his ear, pinky to his mouth..."Tawni, What's for Lunch Tawni? Over"

Troy (alias Tawni also making a hand phone) "We have Chili, Chicken Nuggets, Pizza...Etc... Over"

Boy "Tawni, I will take the Nuggets Over and Out"

Troy/Tawni " Over and out you have a great day"

Little girl next to him..."You guys are talking funny"

Troy "I know, we play a game like we are talking like Army men". Then I ask the boy "We are being army men right?"

Boy (Matter of Factly answers...)"No, We are Secret Agents"

Silly me... Confusing Army Men with Secret Agents

Funny thing happened...

I am always on the lookout for a good cheapie movie theater and have been known to drive 40plus miles to Temecula to save $4.00 I justify it by saying my car is good on gas.

Imagine my excitement when I heard of a discount movie house just 20 miles away in nearby Chino (I am being sarcastic). I decided to surprise Eric with a "date" to celebrate his spring break so we made the trek to the movies.

When we were driving home we hit a detour (we were LOST) that took us through the back streets of Pomona into the old downtown area of the city. It is kind of cool cause new life is being put into the stores and it is rebuilding as an "Artsy" district, just what Eric loves. We came to a stop and Eric said "hey Mom a NOTW store! let's go in" Our family are giant fans of that brand of Christian themed clothing so of course since were on a "date" and enjoying ourselves I pulled right over.

We entered and found the store to be a brand new soon to be one stop Christian bookstore, music store, coffee shop, art gallery, teen hang out, etc kind of place. We had a really fun time exploring the place and chatting with the clerks. Eric chose a limited edition shirt by a local artist and we were on our way... So we thought.

Since the store was so brand new, ours was the first ATM purchase and after several minutes of trying and failing to get the ATM machine to work, we reluctantly had to leave without the shirt cause of course Momma don't do cash and I had no other way to pay for the shirt.

On the way home Eric said "man, I loved that shirt, I wish they had just given it to me." Yeah, in a perfect world but this was downtown Pomona honey, not Mayberry. Anyways, he was excited at the thought of going back some day.

Sometime later we received a call from the shop,(we had put our names on a mailing list) apparently our charge did indeed go through and the problem was the register tape was not loaded correctly. The guy Mike from the store offered to bring the shirt to our house, all the way to Fontana cause he felt so bad, I just told him to put it in the mail and gave him our address and thought the matter closed.

11:00pm our doorbell rang, Steve and I were watching a movie so we were up. We nervously answered the door and there was Mike from the store with the shirt. He made his delivery, a little unorthodox to say the least, but the service was appreciated and Eric got his shirt. Or should I say our kitty Teddy got his shirt.

I love when God gives you little gifts, he is awesome.

Little Cuts

This morning I woke up and noticed I a little cut on my thumb, no big deal... I soon discovered another small cut on my thumb and TWO more cuts on my hand. I had FOUR CUTS!!! WAHHHHH!!!

I had no idea how I got the cuts and I totally feel like a baby for even mentioning them (or blogging about them) but everything I did today aggravated them and I kept noticing and getting annoyed by them throughout my day.

I know, I know... Get over it!

It kind of made me a little more sympathetic to my son who still comes to me with complaints of small "Owies" and lord knows he is plenty big enough to put on his own band aids, but when you get a cut you just want a little sympathy.

I flash-backed (Troy word) to when I was about 7 or 8 where cuts and scrapes were a daily event and I wondered (I actually wondered this) " I wonder if there is a person in the world who does not have a cut?" I checked my entire family and they all had cuts, so at the time, the thought of a cutless (another Troy word) seemed impossible. We went to visit our San Jose relatives and I don't know how the subject came up but I discovered that my Aunt Bertha was that amazing person in the world I never thought would be possible She didn't have any cuts!!! I was in complete awe of her and stuck to her like glue the rest of our visit.

I still think of her as an amazing wonder woman, now for other reasons but a little bit of me marvels that she was once "the woman with no cuts"

Cuts are a big deal no matter how small, they deserve our kisses and moo moo mooing over.

Of course a Hello Kitty band aid sure helps, but I am fresh out.