How I Became Aunt Debbi

Yesterday, Brenda asked how I became Aunt Debbi. See that tall blond in the picture above. It is all her fault. That is our Meme. Back in the day I called her Rhonni. We met in jr. high school and have been best friends for thirty years. She even gave me a BFF key chain a few years ago. In that picture, we are 16-her and 17-me, the petite brunette. She became my drill team little sister in high school. I just decided to keep her.

In high school, people get a lot of nicknames. My family has always called me Deb, but in high school, I became Debbi. It was the 80's I could spell it silly if I wanted to.

Now, Meme started her family early. She had twin daughters when she was 20. Because she had the first babies and she called me Debbi, Aunt Debbi I became and have stayed.

I have 20 nieces and nephews and two grand nephews. The grand nephews are the beautiful boys of Meme's twins. They call me Aunt Debbi too. The other 16 nieces and nephews call me aunt Debra or Deb, not nearly as cute, but I answer to just about anything.

Obviously, I have a very large and fertile family. We have one more niece on the way this winter. You should see family dinners, it's a zoo.

Ewww

I found this on my deck tonight at about 10:00. I usually step on them before I see them. Ever tried to get slug slime off of your bare foot?

Blogoversary

Aunt Debbi's Garden is one year old today. On this date last year I made my very first post. I was taking myself really seriously. Nobody commented. Lucky for y'all the Monkey's took over. This blog may be silly, but it usually isn't boring.

A look at my site meter shows that more than 13,000 people have been here to visit. Now, I know that is not a lot in the big blogging picture, but hey, I'm blown away.

I have enjoyed this hobby very much. I have made some great internet friends and actually met one face to face. I love to read comments y'all leave and go out and read y'alls blogs.

I have gotten some great ideas from other garden bloggers. I hope I have given a little bit of good information along with all the silliness.

I chronicled the really silly invasion of pumpkins in my tiny garden.

We were involved in several sock situations, one became an international incident

I feel like this is a great record of our lives from my point of view and saturated in plants.

The Monkeys are not impressed.

Election News

Wasn't that the most exciting election ever? I am amazed at how this election changed my perspective. Wasn't it awesome to see so many people participate in the vote regardless of their choice.

I, however, have other election news. Monday morning, Aunt Debbi was elected president of the KCMG Association. Of course, they do not call me Aunt Debbi. Now understand, this is not really a big deal. Nobody else wanted the job. Still, I think it will be fun to lead it for a year. I hope I don't mess it up.

Were You Raised in a Barn?

It is cool, windy day here in north Texas. Leaves are falling and getting blown all over the place. The temperature feels wonderful. This has been the driest October I can remember. There is a slight chance of rain later, but not much of a chance.

I went outside to water the garden. This has to be done every day because of the sunny, dry weather. I have been leaving the door open because it has been so nice outside.

Well look what the wind brought inside for me this morning. No Monkeys were involved in this particular mess. It was all me. My grandmother, Rhodella, is rolling over in her grave right now. I can just hear her, "Were you raised in a barn?"

To Do List

1. Plant onions.
2. Weed.
3. Plant lettuce.
4. Weed.
5. Pick Peppers.
6. Weed.
7. Rake leaves.
8. Weed.
9. Parent Monkeys.
10. Take advantage of that 19th amendment and Vote.

Another Answer to a Monkey Question

No you are not filing the dog's nails with my diamond nail file. Go to bed.

Seriously.