tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49685466855128842292011-09-02T06:52:44.601-04:00I'M THE SAME GIRL I'VE ALWAYS BEEN.....IT'S STILL ME.Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.comBlogger781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-47386997323215239762010-03-21T21:55:00.000-04:002010-03-21T21:55:22.925-04:00

Ahh . . . Friday night!  Yessir, I've always been a fan of Friday nights! Years ago, when the kids were in elementary school, we always did something special every Friday night. After Minor and I got home from work, we would change clothes and get the kids cleaned up for a trip into Macon. We had a few favorite places to eat back then that was in our budget and not too expensive for a family

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-67949129971740090622010-02-11T20:56:00.003-05:002010-02-11T21:15:16.546-05:00

I have a love hate relationship with frogs and lizards. They are so cute and the green ones are my favorites. Frogs have the cutest little bitty hops and lizards are so beautiful with their long sleek bodies. They are both beautiful little members of the reptile and amphibian families……….in pictures.   In fact, pictures of lizards of one of my favorites things!  And I've been in love with Kermit

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-46209398821955648362010-02-06T22:42:00.000-05:002010-02-06T22:42:16.712-05:00

Since Valentine’s Day is coming up soon, I’m going to play it safe and just flat out tell Minor what I want. I know….it doesn’t sound very romantic….. But let’s just face it…we’ve spent 34 Valentine Days together and I haven’t been surprised yet, so I don’t expect it will happen this year either. In fact……I remember a few years back when the kids were in school……. We didn’t really have much

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-27313709983487313472010-02-01T22:21:00.004-05:002010-02-01T23:29:13.883-05:00

When my kids were young, I tried so hard to protect them from the bullies and the bad guys. I knew it was a matter of time before their minds would be infiltrated.  I couldn’t be with them every minute. I could only hope that I had taught them right from wrong at home and that they would carry it with them. I was always very protective of my children and tried extra hard to be completely sure

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-58475662535094506902010-01-27T23:15:00.002-05:002010-01-27T23:17:12.449-05:00

Is it STILL January?  How long can one cold month last?  Hurry Spring......I need you sooo! Talking on the phone to Kate recently, she was telling me about Ryan having been sick during the night.  He was a sick little puppy.......break out the hand sanitizer!  Ryan had complained of a tummy ache that day but was not running a temperature.  Didn't take too long during the night before he was

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-79760353827005275072010-01-25T00:30:00.001-05:002010-01-25T01:33:50.677-05:00

I love going to the movies…..the popcorn is the best ever…the diet coke with crushed ice is oh so good…and topping it off with a Kit Kat bar is all anyone could ask for. It’s so much fun to get there early and choose any seat in the whole theatre. I especially like to sit on an aisle seat because I always need to go the bathroom and absolutely hate having to step over people trying to get to

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-69128502065396998992010-01-24T00:57:00.002-05:002010-01-24T02:15:39.689-05:00

My parents are both in a nursing home about 4 hours away from me and although Daddy is as content as can be, just to be there, it’s an entirely different story for my Mama. She has what my Daddy has always referred to as “go-itis”. If she gets the urge to go, she will find a way to get there...... I have a brother that lives nearby in the same city as the nursing home and ends up doing all the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-89096478544486619192010-01-20T18:56:00.002-05:002010-01-20T21:02:16.073-05:00

I’m a partier from way back. I get it honestly from my Mama who started us off as kids with tea parties in the back yard. With dolls and teddy bears as our guests, we wore dress up clothes and drank kool-aid out of china cups as well as ate vanilla wafers on china plates. Our boxer dog, named Dixie, also endured the wrath of a doll dress to attend the affair. Most often, my sister and I

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-12593090944633934272010-01-18T11:15:00.003-05:002010-01-20T21:36:56.501-05:00

Most of you know that I am a wedding planner and run a wedding & elopement planning business here on St. Simons Island. Along with planning weddings, I also officiate most of the elopements.  It is truly the best job in the world, as my clients are all in love. Most often the couples walk around in a daze and usually hear love birds cooing and have pink hearts floating in their aura. Their eyes

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-14615923369149766822010-01-16T17:26:00.009-05:002010-01-16T17:55:22.849-05:00

I could use a vacation…….doesn’t really matter where, just a weekend get-a-way would be quite enjoyable. Just to sit and relax with a book and a blanket and maybe a glass or two of wine. You know….let someone else wait on me…..SCREECH!!!!!!!!!!! ………..I know. Minor already waits on me….cooks all my meals…does all the grocery shopping…pays the bills…washes his own clothes…etc. Minor is

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-66108165209563031332010-01-15T02:16:00.000-05:002010-01-15T02:16:46.791-05:00

I came from a long line of “believers”.  And when I say “believers”, I mean the “psychic” kind.  As a child, Santa Claus left me an 8 ball to give me direction for my life.  A few years later, my Mama taught me to read fortunes with a deck of cards and a book of meanings.  Later on, a ouija board became my key to the psychic world.  And who knew you could get all the answers for your life for ony

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-34562925686735684012010-01-02T16:40:00.000-05:002010-01-02T16:40:57.510-05:00

Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much... for fear that the other person does not care as much, or doesn't care at all. But if you truly care for them.....does it really matter? I don't think so. Sometimes, the most important things are the hardest to say. We should never be afraid to tell someone we love them. If we tell them we love them, they might break our

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-54615395917704800922009-12-26T21:45:00.009-05:002009-12-26T21:52:45.135-05:00

Most all of you know that I have a grandson that I absolutely adore with all my heart. Ryan was born on October 31, 2000 to my daughter Kate and her then husband, Sean. He was the most beautiful baby in the world with all his fingers and toes and normal body parts. Other than my own 2 children, he was the most precious thing in the world to me. I was totally in love with him from the very

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-21245449149002176782009-12-20T16:56:00.002-05:002009-12-20T17:00:35.281-05:00

It's the last few days before Christmas and all kids everywhere are trying their best to be good..........or so it would seem, anyway. Not so much for one little second grader whose Mom was the recipient of a note home from his teacher the other day. “Your son, Will, has been badgering another child in the classroom, repeatedly. Please give me a call at XXX-XXXX to discuss this very

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-20176022253656401782009-12-19T21:26:00.001-05:002009-12-19T21:27:48.385-05:00

I pulled up to the microphone at the fast food hamburger joint drive thru to order our food and rolled my window down to give my order. Before I could say a word, I heard POP, POP, POP, POP, POP coming from my back left tire. I'll just be damned! I had obviously just run over some roofing tacks that some wise kids had placed precisely in the right path of the next vehicle to pull up to the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-82554400660719607422009-12-17T17:58:00.004-05:002009-12-17T18:01:33.764-05:00

It was just another quiet day on the home front........or so we thought.   Could it possibly be this easy?  Of course not.   Kate was at her computer and I was at mine, although we were both in the dining room, which is adjacent to the entrance of the sun porch, when all of a sudden,CRASH!  BAM!  POW! We both stood up and looked toward the sun porch to see the cat flying out of there like a

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-5081386660960871692009-12-16T18:08:00.000-05:002009-12-16T18:08:14.396-05:00

Life With Carla: The Devil Went Down To Georgia

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-69070308843327040942009-12-15T19:57:00.003-05:002009-12-15T20:55:31.570-05:00

Not too many days ago, when Ryan got home from school, he sat down to begin the usual homework routine. As Kate opened his daily agenda she found a letter stapled inside and she read it aloud, so that Ryan could hear, as well. "Your child was tested in October of this year, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...............and he has scored a maximum of this and a miniumum of that.  His

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-12527670370586480122009-12-14T19:31:00.001-05:002009-12-14T19:33:06.079-05:00

I decided to make my rounds at Wal-Mart today. I know, I know........I have no idea what I was thinking except that maybe there would be lots of Christmas spirit happening there. And let me tell you.....I was RIGHT! I'm not so sure it was the kind of Christmas spirit I was hoping for. Wal-Mart shoppers are like none other on the face of the earth. Of course.....I'm not really one

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-36783637970427671672009-12-12T14:10:00.000-05:002009-12-12T14:10:09.815-05:00

I talked on the phone with my mama this morning......She and daddy are both in a nursing home located about 4 hours away.....and are both in bad health.....with mama at 75 and daddy at 81. They are both excited about moving into a semi private room together soon. Now, doesn't that sound like a beautiful love story? Ha! I can already hear the complaining. Jeeze Louise! Oh yeah....... they are

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-77198547170118097032009-12-02T16:13:00.002-05:002009-12-02T16:16:22.711-05:00

I have a confession to make.There is this little bitty problem I have of laughing hysterically when someone gets kicked in inappropriate places, you know like Wal-mart or something.......Bet you thought I meant somewhere else, didn't you? Or trips and stumbles over a tricycle or stumps their toe on a steel bed frame. In fact I am trying desperately to hold my laughter in right now, just thinking

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-19294558652346076182009-02-15T18:16:00.001-05:002009-02-15T18:17:51.157-05:00

Luke and I did a wedding shoot yesterday (Valentine's Day) in Fragrant Gardens of Forsyth Park in Savannah.This area was used in the film Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, for all you movie buffs.Luke and I met Chad, the wedding planner, before noon to view the area and choose our best photo opportunities. It is a beautiful area for weddings and celebrations, although the recent cold

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-50509111891443645812009-02-15T14:03:00.000-05:002009-02-15T14:05:20.926-05:00

Tonight was PTA at Ryan's school and the 2nd and 3rd grade classes performed a musical for the parents and teachers called Feathers, Scales, and Furry Tails by Donna Amorosia. Ryan and Kate before the performanceWe got there early and Ryan joined his classmates and teacher in their classroom before they all came into the auditorium for the musical performance. Walking into the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-9602315448179866102009-02-15T14:02:00.000-05:002009-02-15T14:03:25.687-05:00

I received an e-mail a couple of days ago that absolutely made my day! It's the little things that make my days awesome. It was from a guy I knew in high school that was 2 or 3 years younger than me. He wasn't a boyfriend or anything like that . . . only a guy that played football. I haven't seen or heard from him since I graduated from high school in 1972. OMG! That has been 37 years!From:

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-68507866285348747492009-02-15T14:00:00.001-05:002009-11-30T10:25:53.674-05:00

Most of you that read my blogs already know that in September, I will be taking part in a 50 mile (20, 20, & 10 for 3 days) Challenge Walk for MS (Multiple Sclerosis). The 3 day, 50 mile walk is taking place in Door County Wisconsin and I will be flying from Jacksonville to Milwaukee to be there. I think I will get to see Lake Michigan, too!We're talking about a gal that has never even been on

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-62306214514982638562009-01-29T08:43:00.001-05:002009-11-30T10:26:29.867-05:00

On this past Sunday afternoon, Luke, Minor, and I enjoyed a late lunch in downtown Savannah at Wasabi's Sushi Bar (more on that in a forthcoming blog). Then afterwards, Luke took us on a tour of the famous Bonaventure Cemetery.Bonaventure Cemetery is one of the most beautiful, historical sites in Savannah and was made most popular to tourists by John Berendt's book and then the movie entitled, "

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-967343344780936132009-01-29T08:42:00.000-05:002009-01-29T08:43:33.915-05:00

Luke had business in St. Mary's and Kingsland today so he stopped by here this afternoon to eat supper tonight and pick up his laundry. I fixed his favorite, Green Bean Shit, and made enough so he could take home leftovers. After supper, we were all relaxing in the living room watching a little TV while Ryan played on his Nintendo DS. Luke noticed Ryan had several coloring books on the couch

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-82542710782086232132009-01-25T09:02:00.002-05:002009-11-30T10:28:29.137-05:00

Most all of you know I was a banker for many, many years. With that said, I can tell you for sure that what I'm about to use as an analogy will only happen in your dreams. The money part, that is. OK. Let's imagine that there is a bank that credits your account every single morning with $86,400 no matter what. If anything remains in the account at the end of each day, it is deleted and not

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-49501030877417185752009-01-25T09:00:00.000-05:002009-01-25T09:02:35.855-05:00

We had not seen our good friends from Gray since last March, so when Pam and Neil called and said they were on there way down to this side of the state, and would be in our area on Sunday, we were so excited. Minor and I have been best buddies with Pam and Neil for . . . oh I don't know, maybe 25 years or more and have known them for longer than that. I worked with Pam and Neil at the bank for

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-70145087491479629552009-01-11T21:28:00.000-05:002009-01-11T21:29:29.045-05:00

I believe we have to find our purpose in life and we have to do whatever it takes to fulfill it. I also believe in the human spirit and I am amazed at how strong and capable we are when we are confronted with challenges and opportunities.When we conquer what has been deemed unattainable, it makes the journey all the more exciting. The obstacles that we face are meant to strengthen us, not to

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-39998375557662293022009-01-10T09:06:00.000-05:002009-01-10T09:07:21.066-05:00

I read a blog this morning that was so freaking funny and it reminded me of something that happened to me years ago and I just had to blog it.Ah, 1969. Oh, how well I remember. I was 14 years old and so wanted to be 16 like my much older and experienced friends. It didn't help that I was 14 and actually looked 12. My friends didn't seem to mind that I was younger and less experienced. They

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-34677792145775639532009-01-03T22:06:00.000-05:002009-01-03T22:07:07.966-05:00

When I was in the dating world, if a guy had suggested we split the check I would have been appalled. If he had not opened my door for me, I would have thought he had been raised by wolves. I can't understand the standards for dating today.In the dating world I grew up in, the guy was always the one that provided transportation, and would pick me up at my parent's house. He was expected to come

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-72655801555337219022009-01-01T22:53:00.000-05:002009-01-01T22:54:15.743-05:00

New Year's Eve 2008 was AWESOME! Minor and I went to Luke's home in Savannah for steaks, drinks, and a few movies. I had given my word to a few of Luke's girl budds that I would deliver kisses and hugs from them. So here they are! I love being the deliverer! He had to lean down to receive them, although by his smile, he didn't seem to mind.Before we arrived, Luke had been to the movie rental

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-88856131464392053042009-01-01T22:50:00.000-05:002009-01-01T22:51:02.833-05:00

This is an update from a blog I wrote a couple of weeks ago. I had a mammogram in December that showed some abnormal tissue, so they called me back in to have a more thorough mammogram and an ultrasound. A breast ultrasound is recommended for women whose breast tissue may be very dense, such as mine. A green pea size cyst showed up in my left breast that is about 2 1/2 inches deep into the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-38237831426166980232008-12-29T14:38:00.001-05:002010-10-19T23:09:51.590-04:00

What keeps men and women interested in each other? Is it love? Sex? Companionship? Can we, as sexual beings have true and loving friendships with the opposite sex without having sexual feelings towards one another? The anticipation and beginning of a friendship with someone holds out the possibility of a love between two people that changes and matures into its own. Love as an emotion, is

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-56384645800135717932008-12-25T07:50:00.000-05:002008-12-25T07:51:26.233-05:00

It's Christmas Eve and what a great day we've had! When Luke arrived this afternoon, he got the turkey rubbed down and ready for frying and then we gathered up the bags of toys to take to the local battered women's shelter. Due to confidentiality, Luke, Ryan, and I were unable to actually see the children and their mom's, but we could hear them playing in another room. We had carefully chosen

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-78969307610740949932008-12-24T12:18:00.000-05:002008-12-24T12:19:24.096-05:00

"Ryan, when Mr. Luke gets here today, we are going over to the Battered Women's Shelter where they have children that don't have anyone to look after them. They have 7 girls and 1 little boy that is 4 years old.", I explained.Looking at me with surprise and exclamation, Ryan asked, "And we're gonna give him to Mr. Luke?""uh . . . no.", I answered.

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-54348003774122327602008-12-23T21:04:00.001-05:002008-12-23T21:05:21.465-05:00

I love the Christmas season with all the lights and decorations. I love reading the story of Jesus' birth and attending a Candlelight Communion Service. I especially love spending time with family and friends and watching the excitement in the eyes of the children. Ryan has been extremely excited this year with the anticipation of Christmas and Santa Claus visiting on Christmas Eve. I felt

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-26875546264051071612008-12-18T13:45:00.000-05:002008-12-18T13:46:47.519-05:00

Well, once again it was that time of year for my annual physical. Except . . . I skipped it completely last year.I needed to get completely checked from head to toe and everywhere in between. I had the mammogram, the bone density, the blood work, the pap, the works.The mammogram was no fun as usual. I just can never get used to standing in the middle of a room, topless, with a huge ass machine

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-89259956296724342292008-12-14T07:02:00.001-05:002008-12-14T07:09:56.815-05:00

We decided to have a little Christmas party tonight since Luke had his three kids for the weekend and we don't get to see them very much. They all arrived this afternoon with big smiles and happy faces ready to have a good time!The children had grown so much since we last saw them. Gloria Lee, 9, wanted to paint a few Santa's and went straight to work on that after she gave me a hug and noted

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-41850163625771296952008-12-11T20:34:00.001-05:002008-12-11T20:35:42.710-05:00

Luke brought a couple of movies over last night when he came for supper and to take our Christmas picture. One of the movies was The Dewey Cox Story. He warned us to be sure Ryan wasn't around when we watched it, so when Ryan was at school this morning, I pulled the movie out to see what it was all about. HILARIOUS! I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants! It's definitely a movie to see if

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-5480673681169036942008-12-09T07:17:00.001-05:002008-12-09T07:19:01.484-05:00

We had our biggest Arts and Crafts Festival of the year here on St. Simons Island this past weekend and it was FABULOUS! The economy is in a down swing, but we were surely not seeing it at the Santa table. It was absolutely wonderful to see each Santa go to a new home or to a new friend or family. I felt like I had put a little tiny piece of St. Simons Island in each and every bag.We set up

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-36450768362801547902008-12-02T22:23:00.000-05:002008-12-02T22:24:02.404-05:00

I wrote this little diddy last year at Christmas time and thought I'd share it with all of you.Christmas At The Beachby Carla PryorTwas the night before Christmas,And yes, it is so,I was still awake,And waiting for Snow.I wished and I wished,For the white stuff to come.To build a big snowman,I'd have to have some.The pictures I've seen,And the stories I've read,Have only convinced me,It's not in

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-74379598035810792752008-11-27T08:16:00.000-05:002008-11-27T08:19:40.554-05:00

You may remember several weeks ago, I wrote a blog about our booth at the Darien Fall Festival. The highlight of our day was seeing the Gulluh Geechee Shouters perform and we were thrilled to get lots of good pics and talk to these people after their performance. Luke was gracious, as usual, and offered his business card as well as a desire to be of service to them with any of their photography

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-75710628327193506082008-11-05T12:34:00.000-05:002008-11-05T12:35:40.078-05:00

I cannot figure this thing out. What does it mean when your tummy has butterflies and your body feels hot all of a sudden and then a slight wave of nausea hits. Is that a hot flash? Is that my hormones raging? I've already done the Menopause thing. Does that mean I'm stressed? Am I just wanting sex? I may kill Minor before I figure this thing out! Help! I must be dying! It's sort of

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-25354694875661332732008-11-05T12:33:00.000-05:002008-11-05T12:34:44.655-05:00

Recently, a very good friend (Luke) suggested that I blog about my life with Minor and the kind of man and husband he is to me. Minor is the sort of guy that most people (all except my best friends) don't notice, but he is the one that makes all the difference in my life. I have been tremendously lucky in love. My parents loved me as well as my friends and relatives. There have even been

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-86531565754649253052008-11-05T12:32:00.000-05:002008-11-05T12:33:48.329-05:00

Luke is having his ear hairs plucked. It hurts a little. Notice the grimace on his face."Ouch! I think that one was attached to my brain stem." "Hold still . . . this one is gonna hurt!" I think he fainted.

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-37479041892186575392008-11-05T12:30:00.000-05:002008-11-05T12:32:35.269-05:00

Luke and Martin showed up this afternoon around 5:30 and Minor drove up at the same time. I was still fixing the Green Bean Shit that Luke had requested for his birthday meal and Kate fixed the Mississippi Mud Cake he wanted for dessert. John and Brad showed up around 6:00 and we all gathered in the living room for Luke to open his presents. Ryan was so excited because he was giving Luke a "My

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-15036046390501101482008-10-16T09:33:00.001-04:002008-10-16T09:33:57.306-04:00

With Luke's birthday coming up next week, I decided to go ahead and purchase the party decorations and game toys. Yes, that's right. GAME TOYS. I was thinking a pocket taser stun gun would be great fun and I could even use it later as protection against a mugger or whatever. So I checked the stun guns out at Pansy's Pawn Shop yesterday over on the mainland. The one I bought is a 100,000 volt,

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-89868848971264775592008-10-13T11:07:00.000-04:002008-10-13T11:08:48.090-04:00

The Arts and Crafts Festival here on St. Simons Island was this past weekend and having a vendor booth was a new experience for us. I was a bit apprehensive going into the weekend, but Luke kept cracking the whip on me and pushing for more, more, more! I finished 25 dozen Santas (with the help of Kate) and Luke actually painted the first coat of paint on at least 1 of those dozen.So I felt

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-67745980375519462008-10-10T11:01:00.000-04:002008-10-10T11:03:17.925-04:00

Most of you know that I have been diligently working to find Luke a wife. I'm not saying this is a problem, but it has come to my attention that the hair on his back could be a drawback. So I've been working on a solution. I have obtained 6 tranquilizer darts from the local large animal Vet's office that I think will do the trick. One dart in the buttocks should slow his ass down and a second

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-15811591432608370872008-10-10T10:55:00.000-04:002008-10-10T10:56:06.617-04:00

This has been one helluva week! The highs have been way high and the lows have been way low. My family can vouch for the fact that with provocation, I can go from zero to bitch in 5.2 seconds. And it takes a lot longer than that to bring me back.Do you think I may have skipped my meds? No matter. I'm back now and it's Friday. In other news, Hurricane Hanna skipped over us and at last report

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-67328038148505045272008-10-10T10:50:00.000-04:002008-10-10T10:51:26.923-04:00

Since some of you have had questions lately regarding the relationship between Luke and my family, I felt that I needed to explain. Luke is not blood related to us, but he is our adopted son. It all began several years ago when Luke's biological family disowned him back home. There are many reasons this all came to a head, but I will only list a few. Most of you are aware that Luke is 6'9" and

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-17475819357489921332008-10-10T10:44:00.000-04:002008-10-10T10:45:57.988-04:00

Ten Things I Wish I Could Say To Ten Different People Right Now:1. You scare me, a little.2. Did you forget about me?3. You and I both know you were wrong.4. You have no reason to be jealous.5. Don't try out for American Idol.6. You make me smile.7. It's not about you.8. Don't give up your day job.9. It still hurts.10. Do you think about me sometimes? I think about you sometimes.Nine

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-30488031506996637372008-10-10T10:36:00.000-04:002008-10-10T10:38:42.370-04:00

We had a yard sale on Saturday and as always, it turned out quite interesting.A couple was riding by on their bikes and stopped when something caught their eye. They ended up purchasing a few items and because they were on their bikes, they asked if we could hold the items until they came back later with their van. Sure, no problem.So we put the items up on the porch and when the yard sale

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-78684889635822868492008-10-10T10:34:00.002-04:002008-10-10T10:40:43.018-04:00

I had a great afternoon riding around the island with Luke, looking for good photo ops. The weather was perfect and I know Luke got some excellent photos. Check his website at www.lonepine-photography.com often to see his newest images.While we were at Christ Church Frederica, I came across a lime tree with limes everywhere! I thought they were pomegranates (not ripe yet), but Luke said they

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-83452233495209243932008-10-10T10:34:00.001-04:002008-10-10T10:42:01.846-04:00

Why do the men in my life love it when I am pissed? Why do they find it so fricking funny?Minor, John, and Luke. They love to think of things to get me all riled up so my feathers start flying and then they sit back and laugh at me. It can't be THAT entertaining!They all swear they don't do it on purpose, but I don't know if I believe it or not. It seems like they are in cahoots.For the last

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-46347125440657726652008-09-17T08:49:00.000-04:002008-10-10T10:42:46.579-04:00

Luke has been a little "under the weather" lately, with a back thing going on, so I've been "babying" him. I didn't know I was going to have to do surgery on him until Saturday evening. He walked in the kitchen, pulled his shorts down, leaned over the kitchen counter and asked, "Miss Carla, will you look at this on my back and tell me what it is?"Looking at his upper left butt cheek, I answered

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-35766572757411551822008-05-03T07:37:00.001-04:002009-12-16T21:31:07.297-05:00

Several years ago, we had a cat whose name was Cat, the same name as every other cat we've ever owned. I know, I know, we came up with ourselves. We started out with good intentions when naming our cats, it's just that they never came when we yelled, "Here Sam" or "Here BC", short for Black Cat. And they always came if we yelled, "Com 'ere Cat" or "Here Kitty, Kitty". Worked every time.

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-81424557061246846732008-05-02T09:00:00.000-04:002008-05-03T07:44:11.526-04:00

We had Jambalaya for supper last night and I'm here to tell you it was some good eatin! I'm kinda liken a good lookin man coming in once a week and cooking up a meal for us while I sit back and take pictures.Not to mention the fact that he can reach all the stuff that I have to climb a ladder for! Luke is "Gulliver" in my kitchen, but he doesn't seem to mind and WE sure don't have any

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-25998065791634357982008-04-22T07:46:00.000-04:002008-05-03T07:47:05.076-04:00

It was Louisiana night at our house ta night! Louisiana Red Beans and Rice cooked and prepared by none other than Louisiana Luke! And let me tell you it was some good eatin! He was running a little late getting here, but it made no difference at all, because we had everything waiting for him when he walked in the door. Including our appetites! We pretty much let Luke have the kitchen and he

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-69893295204340584612008-02-13T09:53:00.001-05:002008-02-13T09:53:59.848-05:00

Well, I guess I put it off long enough. I lounged around and ate everything in sight from Halloween until almost Valentine's Day.See, I think in terms of holidays that have lots of candy and big meals involved. I couldn't have gained weight any faster, without praying at the altar for God to help me be fat. You'd think I enjoy being fat. Not to mention the challenge of finding something in my

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-82490783223345666892008-02-11T09:55:00.000-05:002008-02-13T09:56:18.571-05:00

We went Valentine shopping this afternoon. I had quite a bit on my list that I needed to take care of. Cards, candy, stuffed animals, and cutsey Valentiney stuff. Ryan shopped with Minor and they headed for the grocery section while I pondered over the Valentines. Five minutes later and they are on my heels. Ryan was adament that he wanted to buy his Mama and me a Valentine present. So we

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-22641947832809225582008-02-08T00:35:00.000-05:002008-02-08T00:36:11.006-05:00

Do you remember the days of sock hops?I remember my first sock hop in the high school gym. I must have been about 13. It was great. After each home football game, there was a sock hop held at the high school gymnasium in our little home town. I don't really remember how much it cost to get in, but evidently my parents gave me the money and I tagged along with my older sister and her friends. We

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-34221410457360297982008-02-07T00:00:00.000-05:002008-02-07T00:01:19.436-05:00

"Nanny, do you know what to do, so a vampire bat won't bite you?""No. What?""Invite him to your Halloween party. Cause that's the nice thing to do."Don't ask me where that came from.

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-39444556537204560162008-02-04T08:45:00.000-05:002008-02-04T08:48:09.076-05:00

I had a slight headache, so I told Ryan I was going to rest on the couch a minute until it went away. His response was, "Let me get my Doctor kit." I knew I was in for it, although I decided to just play along. You know, it's much easier to go with the flow than buck the system.So I'm laying on the couch with my head on a pillow while Ryan is adjusting his official doctor name tag. He then

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-59023747477694396882008-02-01T16:46:00.001-05:002008-02-01T16:46:48.774-05:00

When I picked Ryan up from school today, he jumped into the car and exclaimed, "I stayed in the green today!" Before I go any further here, you should probably know that Ryan has a very hard time staying in the green in his first grade classroom. Everyday is a challenge for him...or his teacher, not sure which. Anyway, he was all excited telling me about his very good day. "I also had PE and

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-55685953520066467162008-02-01T01:23:00.000-05:002008-02-01T01:25:28.581-05:00

In light of the ongoing Presidential race, I have been looking at each candidate along with the issues they are supportive of and the issues they are against. You know, "getting informed", so to speak.The thing is...each time I choose my candidate, they drop out. So I've decided to let everyone know that if you want someone to drop out of the race for President, just let me know. I'll decide to

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-49919402175588192502008-01-31T12:17:00.001-05:002008-01-31T12:20:41.993-05:00

As most of you know, I recently wrote a blog about an exciting visitor in our home that we affectionately refer to as Rocky. Rocky had made his way not only into the walls and attic of our comfortable abode, and eventually found an entrance inside the house. After thoroughly scaring the shit out of me and Kate, we impressed upon our leader (my very capable husband and Kate's father) to GET HIM

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-17224237504664364282008-01-30T15:23:00.000-05:002008-01-30T15:24:12.654-05:00

I just finished reading, "You Belong To Me", by Ann Rule. It is the story of a poster-perfect "all-American" Florida Highway State Trooper who hid bizarre and fatal fantasies behind his badge. The crime took place back in 1990 on a Florida stretch of I-95, outside of Jacksonville. So anyway, while I was reading this book, I periodically stopped and gave Kate updates of what was happening in the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-85471273744205375412008-01-28T23:23:00.000-05:002008-01-28T23:30:28.123-05:00

I don't know whether I should list these things as things I love... or things I'm addicted to. So I'll just list them as "Things I Love To Be Addicted To".Number one.I'm a Diet Cokeaholic. It's true. I drink 4 to 5 a day.Number two.I'm a True Crime fanatic. I'm reading two Ann Rule books a week. What will I ever do when I've read all her books? The local book store thinks I'm a crazed

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-27842853180437913102008-01-28T08:05:00.000-05:002008-01-28T08:06:28.200-05:00

I met one of my favorite MS buds today! Deb-or-ah and her grandson, Adam! (Thanks, Savannah, for letting Adam come with his Nanny! He is adorable!)Kate, Ryan, and I met Deb and Adam for lunch at Spanky's and as you can imagine, we all couldn't stop talking. Even the kids were yaking! Deb is exactly what I imagined her to be, only better! She is a true Sweet Potato Gal and I love her to

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-63511040992528908442008-01-22T23:49:00.000-05:002008-01-22T23:50:06.828-05:00

It was Sunday, January 23, 1977. There was still snow on the ground from a few days earlier. So much snow in fact, that we almost had to postpone everything. Roads finally cleared and the sun began to shine. It was a beautiful day for a wedding.I slept in while the rest of my family left for church. I remember pulling the covers up over my face and snuggling into my pillow, smiling to myself.

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-25988433303915941572008-01-22T01:30:00.000-05:002008-01-22T01:31:12.058-05:00

I decided to take some of the advice from readers on my last blog regarding the pulling of Ryan's tooth. Thanks Laura, it worked like a charm! Although Kate reported in her blog that I YANKED the tooth out, the truth is that I merely tugged on it and it came out. He cried a minute and after he drank a little water to rinse his mouth, everything was great! He couldn't wait to get to bed so the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-32753270241426881222008-01-18T22:33:00.000-05:002008-01-18T22:34:21.786-05:00

It began when the phone rang at 6:23 AM. It was Kate."Can you get Ryan up and going? I'm going to be a few minutes late getting there.""Sure, no problem", I hung up. Actually, Ryan had already been awake a few minutes and had crawled in the bed with us. He was busy telling me about a red headed woodpecker and a green frog that he heard one time. Interesting information at 6:23 AM. And of

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-43876167096549439012008-01-17T00:41:00.000-05:002008-01-17T00:44:56.183-05:00

I confess. I am an American Idol fan. It's true.I'm not really into the first shows of the season when they are having tryouts in front of Simon, Paula, and Randy. It makes me terribly uncomfortable for people with a loose screw to stand up in front of America and be made fun of. It's just wrong.I'll have to admit though, I sometimes laugh too. I don't want to, but I can't help it. I find

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-3651742876240946762008-01-15T03:17:00.000-05:002008-01-15T03:18:58.927-05:00

I thought I was ready for 2008, but with January, came the dreaded January blues. And I don't mean sky blue. I mean dark, dreary blue. If I sleep until noon another day, my muscles are going to atrophy. No kidding. Let's see, did I take my meds? You know any little deviation can throw me into a tail spin. Nope, it's just me. I'm just having the blues. Since I have carried this on for

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4968546685512884229.post-68318140891946218942008-01-14T10:55:00.000-05:002008-01-15T03:22:14.721-05:00

This afternoon, I was sitting on the couch, quietly reading my newest Ann Rule book, "Smoke, Mirrors, and Murder",while Ryan is playing and building with his Legos on the coffee table in front of me.The TV is on, but the volume is fairly low and Kate is at her computer in the dining area.As usual, I began to get a little sleepy as I read, and so I decided to close my book and lean over on the

Carla Pryorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238813090641239092noreply@blogger.com0