Spooking Up Butler Manor

Saturday a plan was hatched. The teenagers at Butler Manor needed to be scared. Payback for a horrible summer and for the numerous scaring that I have gotten over the years. My cousin, Ashley is married to Pete who loves to scare people. He does a good job. He got both girls. Taylor was scared at the Funeral Home warehouse and Mary Margaret and her boyfriend were scared at our house.

We were able to record Taylor's video because there were lights. Mary Margarets was too dark. :(
Taylor is still a little mad at me!




Nicole videoed this for me. Taylor begging Pete to not hurt her. Please don't hurt her. Pete said she offered him the Pepsi she had in her hand to not hurt her. Nicole could not catch up to Taylor after she ran. Taylor ran to our truck locked the front doors...
forgot to lock the back doors....
Pete grabs the doors and jiggles them and then gets in the backseat of the truck. Taylor by this time was swinging at Pete. He takes his mask off and it's still a few mintues before Taylor realizes that it's Pete.

We all head out to our house where Pete plans to scare Mary Margaret and her boyfriend. It's real dark at our house. He gets Mary Margaret and her boyfriend at the front door. He slips around from under our crepe myrtles and gets them. Mary Margare claimed she wasn't scare the whole time.

WHATEVER.
Keeping it rolling at Butler Manor

This is how I roll...

Painted the house today.
Before>>>

During...This is How I roll

After. Almost Completed. Trim and one side needs to be finished! See Beth...no bathtubs, four wheelers, toilets in the yard!

Bloopers and Family Photos

I finally hog tied Tim and made him do family pictures. It's been 2 years since we actually dressed up and did our pictures. These photos ROCK!

Bloopers first.
I have no clue what we were looking at. Apparently all I could see was cleveage. We may have been looking at the random flip flop between our feet. That flip flop would be mine. I can't walk in the heels on the (undisclosed location) railroad track.

Tim did not want to behave. Taylor was in the pose mode and Mary Margaret was sticking her tounge out.

There are no words to describe this one.

How Sweet. You must know...he was complaing and said he better not see this on facebook. I win!

He said. I am not doing a kissing picture. I win again!

Getting Better

My absolute favorite! Tim making us laugh. I love this.

Dianne Update

My sisterinlaw Dianne has been in the hospital for an infection in her port and kidneys. She described her symptoms to her doctors and they told her it was the flu. Not so much. She was admited Thursday and if all goes well, may get to come home on Saturday accoring to her husband.

Much love to my BFF Sister-in-law...

To Be A Fly On The Walls of Butler Family Diaries

My friend at 2nd Cup of Coffee wants to be a fly on the Walls of Butler Family Diaries and my sister-in-law just wants to come sit in our yard and watch. Foolish wish my friend. First, the walls, they are dusty. Your flying days would be over. So much dust would collect on your cute little fly feet and end your flying, buzzing, days. Second, Taylor is a maniac with a fly swatter, newspaper, shoe, hairbrush, book. I'm afraid your fly days would be short lived. Last, Tim's silly copy cat, drama starter, antagonizing, pot stirring ways would cause you to die from laughter. Dianne...she spins out and throws gravel when she's mad. You may want to rethink the coming over part...

Side Note: This summer was probably the most stressful summer ever. It even beat out the summer's my mother decided to not pay the electric bill, phone bill, water bill, buy groceries, etc. I thought that was rough, but I survived. I survived this summer, but just barely. Driver's license, cars, boys, girls...they make teenagers crazy and that makes responsible adults loose their minds. Just saying...

Last week I left my truck at work and rode home with the girls because I was tired and even more honestly, to save gas. This was fine until the next morning. Picture this. It's 7:22 AM. I am putting on my clothes. Mary Margaret comes to my bedroom and inquires (with attitude) how am I going to get to work. I calmly (trying not to start a fight cause she doesn't fight fairly) tell her that I'm going to ride into town with them because Tim has already left for work. Steam. I made steam come out of her ears. She flips her hair, turns on her heal, and goes and sits in her truck, waiting. I can read her mind. She's mad and I'm going to make her late for school (translation: to late to stand for 30 minutes and talk to boyfriend late). Long story short, a crazy, mad as a wet hen, drivin' teenager and a tree trimming truck almost caused a MAJOR auto accident. I grounded her and drove them to school. I drove them in her truck. I drove them with curlers in my hair so as to not make them late. And...I facebooked about it.

This week...
Tim Butler's Drama Starting day No. 1.
The girls now can not leave the house before I do. They have to follow me to school because Mary Margaret is going to kill them with her driving. Tim asks why they are still at the house. Mary Margaret says...I have to follow Kaye to school every day now, what do you think about that? (trying to win him over)
He says....
I love it. I think that's a wonderful idea.
(he says this in his drama voice)
Steam. She produces a lot of steam.
He walks out into the yard as we are leaving for school, waves his arms like a giant dinosaur winged thing, and gets their attention. In his dramatic pitched voice he tells them to have fun following me to school. Again with the steam out of the ears and this time fire flames from the eyes. He waves them down again, tells them he hopes they are not late. He hops on my tail gate and rides to the bottom of the hill giving them all kind of "I'm making fun of the grounded kid" gestures as he rides. This kind of behavior from Tim, really, really, sets her on fire.

Tim Butler's Drama Starting day No. 2.
This week is homecoming at school. The day before with all the drama was twinkie day. Wednesday, Drama Starting day No. 2 is Pajama day. They have on the same pajamas, shoes, and watches. Tim says to Taylor (yes I think he knew what he was doing)...What is today, twinkie day? That started 10 kinds of drama. Taylor wanted different pj's, different shoes, wanted to know could we stop by Wal-Mart and buy new pj's, decided to not even do pj day, etc.
He walked around sing-song...ohhh I'm looking like my sister, ohh I'm a twinkie with my sister...

Today...
Payback.
Taylor put on Mary Margaret's jeans. They fit. Tight. She tells Taylor she can not fit into her jeans. She tells Taylor she is much smaller than her. She yells at me that Taylor has on her jeans that she wears to work. I pretend to be deaf and dumb. They take the fight to my bedroom where Tim has begged for 5 more minutes of sleep.
Take that mister drama starter.

We left before he got out of the shower...he had to start drama alone in a lonely, cold house.

More interesting news...
I brushed my teeth with mascara on Tuesday. That incident had nothing to do with me be stressed.