What started as a blog to record the progress of my camper redo, has become more of a journal of sorts.


The mind of Shellee, aka Sommy, aka Bubba, aka Swannie Bob, is not an organized, neat little space. It is, however fun and full of totally bizarre and sometimes illogical thoughts.
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Beginning posts will reflect that remodel journey, but transform into an outlet for my rambling mind to unload.



I reserve the right to do a little venting, rambling, bragging, griping, etc. at anytime on issues other than the Hag Wagon! Hope you enjoy!


Oh yeah...leave me a comment. Let me know what you think and any ideas or suggestions!

Monday, September 1, 2014

Is your Momma a Landmark?

This isn't a flamboyance...
it's just one! 
These things I know...

1. Flamingos and polkadots are the bomb diggity in my humble opinion. (I do have a flamingo project in the planning stages.)

2. My house is a mess and I don't give a flippity floppity flooo. 

3. My sweet grandbaby loves me best. I know THIS because she smiled at me!! 

4. The Hag Wagon has electricity.

5. Dicky is the best cook in the entire USA...(will you fix dinner, Babe?) {you know what they say about flattery

6..... Whoa!!!! Wait...What????? Brakes........errrrrkkkkkkk!!!!! .#4 again. Yep...I am electricized!! 

I ACTUALLY HAVE AN UPDATE!! 

My old friend Joe got electricity in the ole Haggy Waggy! I haven't see her to try it out yet, but Dicky says it works. 

Now I can get on with the nagging, and move to the topic of exterior paint! Then we can get her planted in her permanent sitting spot. She did get moved to the front yard...goes along with our white trash theme we seem to have going on right now. Hopefully we will have that all remedied soon. 

Anyways...if all goes as planned, we will soon be ready for Open Wagon party. (Open Wagon, as in Open HOUSE...not Open BAR! Although if I happen to have a bottle of tipsy or two, I'm more than happy to share!) 

Yall stick with your Jose, or Patron, or
whoever in between.
Republic tequila is the best.
Speaking of tipsy. No, I'm not tipsy now. But I had the super duperist pineapple lime margarita a couple of weekends ago. Thanks Harvey, and I have a new tequila.  If you haven't tried it, give it a taste. Just a taste, though. I am not going to be accused of contributing to a "only to be regretted later, but a pretty darn good time now" event. :) Not that I've ever known about that! 


Had a good time visiting with Harvey, Jean, all their kids and friends at Red River week before last. And of course ole Short Neck himself, Taylor Fox and his sweet wife Jocelyn. We can't wait until next year. The weather was perfect, but the company was best! Hey, Tay...This one time, I had a cockatoo...

Last weekend was another cookoff, here in Post, this time. Steven, Becky and Billy came from Colorado, and Billy became the apprentice to Smokin Dick. I hope he learned lots of BBQing tips...I'm afraid of what else Dicky might have told him. 

And this weekend...no wonder I've been so far behind on everything...we had the Odom family reunion. Sweet little Hagatha thought she had a reunion of her own.... 
"Momma...is that you? "
It wasn't her momma, but she did enjoy the shade for a couple of days. And we enjoyed Dale and Deb's company.

Now, I'm hoping for a little...no a lot...of catch up time. I did catch up on my blocks, finally...I was over 52 orders behind! One of the million reasons my little wagon has been neglected. But I'm back to square one. Need to get my craft room reorganized, and finish up on some projects for the glamper.
A few orders ready for the post office...anyone have a forklift? 
Dicky is getting our new fence up, with my help. Or at least my offer of help. He hasn't actually taken me up on it yet, but I'm ready and raring as soon as he says "jump"! I won't actually jump, though. That usually results in my tripping and knocking something off a table or ruining my new sandals, or falling on a dog, or on my rear, or tripping over the vacuum cleaner cord, since it has been sitting ready for action for a week now. 

Anyone notice how I'm NOT talking about my grandbaby?(Well, except for the small comment at the top.) I'm trying to not be one of those obnoxious grandmothers. You know...the ones that put a million pictures a day on Facebook, and the ones that make everyone look at her, but jump in front of anyone that tries, in case she might do or say something and I'll miss it. I'll never be one of those. :)

Well, this was a short installment, but I had to update, since Hag is electrOfied. Let's just hope when I actually plug her in, she doesn't elctroFRY! 

Toodles for now! Go do something crafty!! 


Ok...just one. Please block the double chin out of your memory...we were taking a selfie. 

What the hell...it's my blog... :) One more!