CBXB Invasion

Corn fed, Hawkeye bred!

Corn fed, Hawkeye bred!

While in eastern Iowa for a long Labor Day stay, I ended up staying through the rest of the week for a little family bonding, starting with the twins.


Three is not a crowd with this crew.

Being these tykes are now 19 months old and actual mini people, they often seem like Tasmanian devils.

Which is why I had grubby little handprints all over my clothes.

No clean clothes.

Subtle reminder of my fave people.

I was able to see Prince B get his teeth cleaned, which started off as traumatic but ended in bliss when he realized there was a TV on the ceiling.

Teeth clean

Cartoons and clean chompers.

With my mad camera skills, I took 1,762,364 selfies with each twin, producing just one non-blurry photo of me and Princess B.

Endless selfies. Again? Again with the camera Auntie CBXB?

Again? Again with the camera Auntie CBXB?

I cheated on Ted with my dogphew, Gunner by rolling around in the sack endlessly with him night after night.


Sleeping double in a single bed.

My unfaithfulness continued with goodbye kisses for my furry family member…

Kisses to make the world go round

I kissed a dog and I liked it.

….and my little humans, too.

Good bye kisses and feminine product education

A goodbye smooch and feminine product education all at the same time. I’m a multi-tasking aunt.

It was then time to head west to the town where John Wayne was born and The Bridges of Madison County was filmed (that’s right – I walked the same streets as Meryl Streep) to see my Gma.

Jell-O shootin' granny

Jell-O shootin’ granny with her Jell-O shootin’ offspring.

It was a good thing I travel with booze, as I was staying with Gma in her retirement home.

With no WiFi.

And spotty cell service.

And no car.

No wifi and limited cell service at Gmas meant plenty of wine time for me.

Coping with my surroundings.

But we passed the time with news programs, drinks, news programs, pedicures and news programs.

Isn't this the life?

Isn’t this the life?

In between being a manicurist and wino, I got to see Aunt Crazy Pants for an afternoon and a ride to the gigantic Des Moines airport.

Crazy Pants

Crazy and Crazier.

And there is nothing more fun than getting to spend six unexpected hours at an airline gate while trying to get my ass back to Nashville.

Looooong delays at airports.


Naturally, I was nothing but ignored by my two felines upon my arrival back to our mini manse.

You're home. Now choose.

You cheated with an actual dog. We hate you.

I’m definitely in vacation withdrawal as on the first day back to work I forgot my laptop at home, lunch consisted of 10 day old pizza out of the communal fridge and I kept calling a buddy Ted…when his name is Chris.

Means this may or may not be in my cup today at work.

Definitely what my co-workers think of me and my coffee mug.

Here’s hoping that you’re brighter eyed and more bushy-tailed than I this week, friends.




20 thoughts on “CBXB Invasion

  1. SerachShiro says:

    Princess B is so d….. cute, she already knows what’ she wants, girls have to be born in that way :)! And you are so great with your grandma, I think she was very sad when you had to go after that marvellous treatment ๐Ÿ™‚ ! The almost last picture talks by his own……………..your cats were missing you, what a sweet couple !!

    • Oh yes, Princess B is well aware of how cute she is – and demands everyone else know it too! Grandma was fun and I’m always sad to have to say goodbye to her, too. We sure make the most of it when we’re together, though!

  2. Awesome mug, so you! ๐Ÿ˜€

  3. Kaufmans Kavalkade says:

    Open up and say ahhh.

  4. kellisamson says:

    So glad you got caught up on the news ;).

  5. So cool that you got to hang with your grandma. I just lost mine a few weeks ago as I blooged about.

    Also, you cheated on the pussies with a doggie? You hussy!

    • I was sorry to hear about your grandma passing. The time I get to spend with mine is something I always look forward to because I don’t get to see her as often as I’d like.

      It’s SO funny you used the word hussy in regard to this post because my Gma loves to use that word! ๐Ÿ™‚ And, sadly I am a cheater and still paying for it! My pussies are still pissed!

  6. JMC813 says:

    More awesome times with the fam. A little advice. I try to stay away from using proper names at least until Tuesday. Even if I don’t need to clear my head from a weekend I am just bad at names. PERIOD. This is why most of the people I know well go by different nicknames. I make a game out of keeping the nicknames new and original. Try it. Just might help ya out Jazz Hands…….or Hawkeye, or just CBXB even.

    • Fabulous idea. Although I don’t think I could even remember nicknames in my state. So I’m going to stick to “what’s up dude,” or “hey girl,” to be on the safe side. I will also throw in jazz hands, of course.

  7. markbialczak says:

    The twins look like they get a year older every month! How sweet, Auntie CBXB!

    Your Gma know how to get the best out of you, just like the young ‘uns. And dogphew Gunnar, for that matter. And Aunt Crazy Pants. Damn, I know your Iowa Fam better than I know my Long Island crew! And that’s a fact.

    Welcome home Ted, er, Chris, er, Mug, er, Cup. Hi kitties!

    • I agree on the twins getting a year older every time I turn around…they are actual little people now!

      My crew is your crew! I think you know them so well because I blog about them all of the time. ๐Ÿ™‚ So thanks for reading about them.

      And my Gma has me right where she wants me. And shes well aware!!

  8. โค๏ธthe GMA Spa! Ahhhh sweet little twinnies – I’m all about the serious kicks on both FYI.
    And pahleeeeze send the link for that ‘coffee’ cup!

  9. FreeUrCloset says:

    I love how grandma is chillaxin’ while you do her nails…gangsta! lol
    Ditto on the coffee mug…I want one. xo

  10. Jolene says:

    I love that cup!! where did you get it?

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