the lolly and polly show {introducing!}

Announcing,

The Lolly and Polly Show!!!

You're definitely going to want to check it out.

And you'll definitely need to muddle through as we tweak
our new little site.

Lucky for you,
this is a chance to sneak a peek before our
"Grand Opening"!

Please come back here and let me know what you think!

And any fun ideas you have would be so appreciated.


And yes, the identities of Lolly and Polly have been shifted a bit.
You'll see.

ask lolly {part two}

For Part Two of Lolly's Advice-of-the-Day,

you first MUST go read my friend Patty's blog.

YOU MUST GO READ IT!!

This won't make any sense if you don't.

So, go read it...
then jump back over here.

I'll wait.


*whistle whistle*

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*crickets, crickets*




Ok, did you read it?


Here's my response to her question:

Dear Crazy Mama,

Words escape me.
Answers elude.
Solutions seem distant.

Teen girls are beyond what this Lolly-gal can explain.

All I can tell you moms out there is,
send your daughters to this post (and Patty's) and let them see
how ridiculous they look in their self-portraits.

Love,
Lolly



Oh and what Patty forgot in her gallery of
teenish photos was the,
photoshopped-heart-frame-around-the-face poses.
So I thought I'd just go ahead and post those here.
But I don't know how to do that electronically...
so I just did it the old fashioned way.

You're welcome.


For your continued viewing pleasure...



And just so you know,
Patty and I have a special project in the works.

You'll want to stay tuned for that here in the near future.

My work here is done.

lolly's advice-of-the-day (part one)

Lolly's Advice, Part One
**Warning**
Sarcasm will be present in this post.
Put on your sense of humor hat and sit back and enjoy.

Diane said...

As a 40-something single mom of 4 adopted kids, how do I respond to my mom when she expresses disapproval when I accept a new foster baby? I know she is worried about me taking care of myself, my kids, and my existing commitments, but it is so hard to fear and then hear her worries and admonitions.

Dear Diane,
Umm, errr, well, ummm... You're single? And you have four already? And you're taking a foster baby? You're a WAY better woman than me. I am leaning towards you're mama on this one, so sorry. I got nutty when my hubby works late and I have to try to minimize the level of craziness at the dinner table, in his absence. I go from, "STOP IT RIGHT NOW OR YOU'RE GOING TO BED RIGHT AFTER DINNER!!" to...."Oh, you're throwing your peas at your sister? Whatever. I don't even care."
So. If you can handle it, go for it! Foster care is so desperately needed! But, don't do more than you were called to do. Oh and make sure you read the book, Kisses from Katie. It will inspire you and make you realize that ALL that you're doing, ain't nothin' compared to Katie. And you'll either press on...or, throw in the towel completely.

Love,
Lolly

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Ironsan said...

My husband is always losing things. And the he is always looking for things..... with his mouth. You know..... "where is this?", "where is that?". I hate helping to look for his things. It is a daily event and even though I usually know where the stuff is without looking, it bugs me. How can I get him to look with eyes and not just his mouth?

Dear Ironsan,

Umm, errr, well...are you new in this marriage thing? Because ummm, that sort of thing just isn't going to get any better. A man is incapable of seeing his hand in front of his face. So, just buck up and be his little helper. He needs you. It's just easier that way than trying to fix him. Trust me. Make him as dependable on you as you can. Then, the controlling is much easier.

Gee, I sound like a socialist president I know of.

Love, Lolly (the staunch conservative, in politics only)

Part Two will be posted later today.

Trust me, you want to come back for Part Two.

ask lolly

Hear ye, hear ye!

It's time to break out your questions for Ms. Lolly.

She's got her PMS guns in her holster, ready to draw.

All lines are open.

Ask away.

*For any newbies here, Lolly is me, Lori, along with my perimenopausal pal (me, with raging hormones), Polly. Hence, Lolly. Lori + Polly = LOLLY Get it? And Lolly just loves to give advice, blunt and sarcastic advice. It's a public service, of sorts. You're welcome.

Post questions in comment section or shoot me an email. loriatjoyunspeakable@yahoo.com

milling with friends

What a fun Wednesday morning we had.
My dear friend Mary came over with her
littlest darlings, Justus and Hanna Mercy.

Mary and I milled grains, like any two Amish friends would.
We aren't really Amish.
Though, I do love the Amish.
Anyway, we milled grains in my modern electric mill.
Obviously, we are not Amish.
But I already told you that.
Let's leave the Amish out of this.

What was I talking about?

Oh yes,
we milled grains and talked up a storm.
It was such a delight!
Having a real life friend who lives close by, who
has adopted internationally, who I can talk to face-to-face
on a regular basis, is a GOD-send!!
(Should I have used whom instead of who? I think so.)

Anyway,
we had fun and our kids had fun too...

And since we were the only adults in the house...
and I really wanted a pic or two of Mary and me, we had
Justus, Isaiah, and Lucy each take a turn with the camera.

These are the only two half-way worth posting.
Photographers, they are not.

Note to self: Next time, finish putting make-up on before being photographed.
And get some bronzer.
And do something about the turkey-neck.

Thanks for a great morning, Mary!