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Showing posts with label sentimental two-cents.
Showing posts with label sentimental two-cents.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

And the Results Are . . .

Mom could barely sleep on Christmas Eve because she was so excited about opening the results of me and my brother and sister mutts' DNA Insight test results. Since then, Mom and Shuga D are still coming to terms with the results that took them both by complete surprise.

Starting with biological brother and sister mutts Tybee and Bowen - it turns out the two weren't as biological as we thought! Although they both shared the same litter, from the same mama, they had different daddies! Mama may have been an English Spaniel mix, but for Bowen, daddy was a Chow and Alaskan Malmute Mix - which describes his uncontrollable desire to "mush!" during Macon's recent sleet storm. Tybee, on the other hand, who is significantly smaller (and smarter, just sayin') than her big brother, turns out had a daddy who jumped the fence and was a full-blooded Beagle!

And me . . . Candy Lou. Remember how we've claimed right here in Candy's Land that I was a Papillon / Chihuahua mix? Well, there may be some of that, but most of it wasn't significant enough to show up in my test results. Although I do have a strong full-blooded Chihuahua genealogy that traces back to my great-grandparents, I am also . . . wait for it . . . half Yorkshire Terrier!! Yep, I'm a product of the designer mutt fad of recent years. Someone probably paid top dollar for me as a "Chorkie" before someone else turned me over to the City of Macon Animal Shelter as an inmate. Mom and Shuga were so surprised by my DNA, but it didn't change a thing in the way that they absolutely adore me.

And for the most shocking results -- dear ol' Miss Kitty. Mom saved the best for last. She figured the results would be either chocked full of all breeds imaginable or inconclusive because Kitty is just one of a kind. Neither happened. In fact, Miss Kitty, the oddball, striped mutt who raised a littler of kittens, had the cleanest DNA of us all. She is a 50/50 split between two different purebreds who must have disappointed their pure heritage that goes all the way to great-great grandparents. When they procreated and created the wonder that is Kitty, they proved that a CHIHUAHUA and a JACK RUSSELL can make the most laid-back, brindle antithesis of what they both are.

And there you have it. Now, remember, we're completely convinced that little Boz Waggs is exactly what he says he is as a long-haired Chihuahua, so we didn't test his DNA. But now that we know what breeds make up our beautiful family, the wonders of adopting continue to amaze us. Our crew - consisting of English Spaniels, Alaskan Malmutes, Beagles, Yorkshire Terrier, Jack Russells and lotsa Chihuahuas - has proved how awesome it is to adopt and not shop!

Check out our mixed-bag family at its finest as we learned the news of Mom and Shuga's engagement filmed by our fabulous dog-sitter Auntie Nadia!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Just Because

That's Macon's own Tony "Bone" Dorsey leading Joe Tex's band on trombone!

Thursday, December 30, 2010

RINGing in the New Year!


It's been a few weeks now and the excitement has yet to wear off. Mom and Shuga D were at the Cox Capitol Theatre this week for the Dead Confederate concert. When Mom went to order her drink, the man behind the bar gave her a wink. "This one is on me," he said, "Because you have the best engagement story ever." We'll toast to that!

So, for those not sick of hearing the story, here's another round on us, from Candy's point of view . . .

Shuga and Mom took on the Big Apple. Then Shuga took Mom by surprise. And he took a certain movie star with him.

It all began with their whirlwind trip in the middle of the week to kick off Shuga's birthday month, which also falls in the Christmas season. They checked into the Upper West Side's , a boutique hotel with one of the best room views Mom had ever seen in NYC. Not only was it well-appointed and ultra-clean, it had yet to make the bed bug registry, which was also a big part of the big city appeal. Within a few blocks was John Lennon's famed Dakota. It was also the anniversary of his untimely death. Within a short walking distance from that was Central Park's Strawberry Fields, the first stop on Mom and Shuga's chilly trip.

Bundled up and arm-in-arm, they wound their way through Central Park. They overviewed the city from a beautiful bridge, stopped for drinks and duck confit at the and finally found Alice and her tea party on their stroll across NYC's nature to the Upper East Side. Still, unbeknownst to Mom, Shuga had something in his coat pocket. And even though it was ultra-romantic, the moment wasn't quite right.

From there they enjoyed jacked-up hot chocolate at Dylan's Candy Bar, window-shopped along Madison Avenue and eventually wandered their way into Tiffany's. "What floor?" the elevator ambassador asked.

"Will it freak you out if we look at rings?" Mom asked Shuga.

"Not at all," he answered, patting his coat pocket.

And up they went to the second floor. Mom bypassed the engagement rings and went straight for the wedding bands. When she and Shuga found something they liked, the saleslady asked her ring size. Mom couldn't remember.

"5.5," answered Shuga. Mom looked at him in shock . . . how did he know?

From Tiffany's it was on the subway to Times Square for a quick moment of awe. Then it was back on the subway to the Upper West Side for a dinner date with an old family friend . . . who Mom had never met.

was the perfect, local-like wining and dining watering hole. It was there they met Robin Duner-Fenter, a New Yorker by way of an interesting upbringing in Macon. Rob's step-father , was one of the founding fathers of Capricorn Records, and Mom's uncle Phil's business partner. His mother was Baroness Ulla von Blixen-Finecke, "Kiki" for short. Rob and Mom bonded quickly. Just when she thought her family history couldn't be more historic, she meets more . . . The other side of the fabled nonfiction that brought true international flair to her fair 吉林快三遗漏town. The three of them talked family business until the middle of the night (and the next morning). For Mom, it was like a 吉林快三遗漏coming in a city not her own.

The next day has since been officially declared Mom's "Best Day of the Decade." It started with the Manhatten Diner and Mom's favorite, absolutely favorite, food - a classic NYC bagel and Lox. From their breakfast of champions, they made their stroll across Central Park once more, on their way to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. And it was from there that everything changed forever.

They had been at the Met for almost an hour, overwhelming themselves with their choices of exhibits. Shuga suggested the French Impressionist on the next floor. As they made their way to the gallery, they passed a familiar face and unmistakable profile. It was the actor Owen Wilson. While it was pretty darn cool, they were also in the presence of Van Gogh . . . and Monet, Renoir, Manet, Degas and Seurat. Oh, Seurat. Mom immediately swooned when she saw one of his original studies of "A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jette." Not only does it remind her of a Second Sunday Brunch in Washington Park, but it's just one of those paintings she's paid attention to over the years of art history she's studied here and abroad.

While Mom continued to ohh and ahh over the famous works that surrounded her, Shuga slyly disappeared. When he returned to the gallery, Owen Wilson was closely behind him. Mom was confused. They looked up to something. And when Shuga took Mom by the hand and led her back to the Seurat study, she couldn't help but wonder (a la Carrie Bradshaw), why is Owen Wilson following me?

But soon she was distracted. Because Shuga D was on a bended knee. In his hands was a ring of all rings . . . one that hadn't had a chance to sparkle like it did under those museum lights for many, many years.

"Jessica Walden, in front of Seurat and Owen Wilson, will you marry me?"

And with that, Owen Wilson took out the couple's camera and snapped the most picture perfect picture of the very moment that dreams are made of.

In case you are wondering, Mom said yes. It was shortly followed by, "I need to sit down. I feel as if I am going to faint."

Owen Wilson wasn't the only one who witnessed the big moment. Even the security and gallery-goers enjoyed being a part of the special moment. Mom will never forget the one lady who came up to them soon after and said, "That right there was a New York moment. And I am from New York, and I can tell ya, that was a New York moment. Congratulations you two and happy holidays!"

From there, they ordered two glasses of the finest champagne the Metropolitan Museum of Art offered . . . and they drank it all in.

After finally leaving the Met, it was a cab ride to , recommended by former Maconite Kelly Kramer, now a bonafide New Yorker/aficionado. Of course, Shuga told everyone that he had just popped the question. And it led to more champagne being popped, followed by an elegant three-course meal with the best rice pudding Mom will ever remember (she was so excited, she had a hard time eating up until dessert!).

And then it was on to the spirit of Christmas in New York. Mom out-blinged the Rockefellar Christmas Tree. She glowed like Rudolph and loved her ice far more than the skaters ice skating before her.

She and Shuga took in their hot toddies before the Radio City Christmas Spectacular and felt like they were the only ones in the world, despite the hundreds around them. And then it was show time, where Mom maintained a big ol' grin through every Rockette number. By the time the show ended with the moving living manger scene, Mom was so overcome with gratitude and just sheer joy that she practically rose from her seat and went to church as she sang, "Let Heaven and nature sing," with happy tears streaming down her face.

The newly engaged Mom and Shuga ended their day at the Top of the Rock, on top of the world, taking in the city that will forever hold one of the most sentimental pieces of their hearts.

You would think the magic would end there, but it didn't. The next day, awashed in their new engagement and preparing to pack for check-out, the thought occurred to them to turn on the television and see what Owen Wilson might be up to -- It just so happened to be "Live with Regis and Kelly."

On national television, before a live studio audience, Owen recounted the story about a "sweet couple from Georgia" and his participation in the proposal. Kelly awwed. The audience awwed. And Owen added that Shuga's move, "was pretty smooth."

Mom and Shuga sat in shock. This was them! This is their story! The one that they will tell their children's children. And hopefully those children will share it with their own. It was the proposal story heard around the world. But it is their love story that they will hold deep in their hearts, forever. And whether Owen Wilson knows it or not, he's now a part of their history, along with Seurat, for as long as that story will be told.

Happy new year everyone! A wedding is coming to Candy's Land!

Photo by Owen Wilson.





Monday, November 29, 2010

Funny Stuff Mom's Pop Says


Dad: Bear, you gotta see this show on TV [as he walks over, turns on Mom's television and cranks up the volume]

Candy's Mom: What the heck is this?

Dad: "Southern Fried Stings." That little bald-headed boys has got some balls!

Candy's Mom: Dad, this is so fake!

Dad: Hush! This is truTV. Stop trying to ruin all of my fun!

Candy's Mom: Dad, even I know truck stop hookers don't look that good.

Just remember, Candy Lou still loves you ;-)



Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Still She Smiles





When it comes to family, Mom is sentimental. Her happiest memories revolve around a creative childhood filled with imagination and family members who tolerated her and her imaginary friends, often playing along. Claire and Ellen; Bubba (Little D) and Stephanie; Darrell and Brandi; Malcolm, Trisha, Harlowe and Kathy are just some of the cherished cousins who doubled as the big siblings Mom never had.

The family is a large one. Mom's own Mom is one of eight. It's hard to keep up with that many kin folk, but the love for each other exists no matter how much time, distance or families of their own affect that kinship. After all, blood is thicker than that.

Aunt Fran is a part of Candy's Land. She is the one who often surprises Mom and gets it right every time with special packages that arrive in the mail filled with vintage, French and sweet sentiments that make Mom's heart sing.

Today, Aunt Fran had to deliver different news, and Mom's heart is sad. Aunt Fran's daughter Kathy left this world this morning. For a while now, Kathy has fought hard and brave against the odds of aggressive, unrelenting, unfair cancer. And Mom hurts that her dear Aunt Fran had to see one of her children leave this earth far too soon.

Still, while Mom mourns, she smiles when she thinks of her cousin Kathy. In addition to caring for Mom growing up, Kathy spent a career caring for others as a nurse. Kathy also cared for their grandfather during his final days, just a few fall seasons ago.

Right now, in a Kingdom far beyond this earth, Kathy and Grand-Pa-Pa are also smiling. They're smiling because they haven't seen each other in while. They are smiling at how beautiful and handsome they both are. And they are smiling because Grandmother Lura and Uncle Joe are grateful to have more family gathered around a glorious table. And they are smiling because, after all, this world that cousin Kathy just left is going to be a much better place with guardian angels made up of more Cox and Laniers looking over it.

Hospice has been a wonderful blessing to so many. In honor of cousin Kathy and all who we have lost due to cancer and terminal illness, donate to your local hospice in their memory.

To Aunt Fran: Candy Lou and your niece love you.

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Pictured is Mom's third birthday spent among her family that (from the top pic) includes Cousin Stephanie, Dad and Mom; Cousins Little D and Harlowe; Grand-Pa-Pa; Cousins Kathy (now an angel) and Trisha

Sunday, October 31, 2010

October was a Graveyard Smash

video PSA to air soon and still managed to make her zombie call time - all in one day. They both look forward to a much needed laid-back November.

We just handed out boxes of Crown Candy Peanut and Cashew Clusters to a big group of College吉林快三遗漏 Hill Corridor trick-or-treaters whose parents score serious points for showing their kids that every once in a while, there are some things worth rebelling for (such as keeping Halloween true to its date, even on a Sunday).

I met them at the door dressed like the little stinker that I am.

Happy Halloween from Candy's Land!

Monday, October 25, 2010

She Tricked me with a Treat

So, it's obvious by the way we're loved that Mom invests all of her maternal instincts into us mutts here in Candy's Land. And as much as Mom knows it just ain't right, she loves to dress up her kids . . . especially me. You've seen the Christmas sweaters. Now, in honor of all of the pets out there who are subjected to no-say-so in trick-or-treating, this video of last year's "Biker Babe" costume choice is dedicated to you.

Let's just say a sweet thing like me was never cut out for cut-off denim.



Sunday, October 3, 2010

Move Over Snoop, Here is the Real Dog Pound

That Shuga is always sharing with Mom the cliff notes of the TIME magazine he just devoured - and it's not always the good, bad and ugly world news bits. Sometimes, it takes TIME to know the hippest and latest. Like this music video from the band OK Go, created in one take with all rescue pups (like me and my brother and sister mutts!). You gotta love something you can feel the beat to while raising awareness on pet adoption. Bow-wow-wow-yippee-yo . . . you get it.

Monday, August 30, 2010

吉林快三遗漏 is Whenever I am with You

will have an interview with them soon.

And Shuga?

Remember that day you fell out the back window? Well, Mom says she would walk across broken glass and pick up all the pieces and chew on them if it meant for another moment of contenting nothing with you.

Cheers to the summer of 2010:

Moats and boats and waterfalls, alley ways and pay phone calls

I’ve been everywhere with you.

That’s true.

We laugh until we think we’ll die, barefoot on a summer night

Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you.



Friday, August 27, 2010

And Almost as Cute as Me . . .

Leave it up to Mom's "Jolie Amie" Jackie to share this smile-inducing ingenuity. I'm just glad I'm not lint on a leash ;-)

from on .

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Macon My Way Back to You, Babes



So, summer's been a good one here in Candy's Land. Bragg Jam played hard and the hard work paid off. Mom and Shuga D celebrated another year, another memory with their own jam, of the mountain variety, at their favorite cabin retreat. They chased water falls, discovered rock slides and conquered the rocks and rapids of the Chattooga -- Mom's first time white water rafting!

The summer was beach time, lake time, river time, mountain time and busy time, but more than anything, it's been a we time . . . there's even been a couple of those moments were Mom and Shuga were like H.I. and Ed in Raising Arizona, holding hands across a couple of lounge chairs (or in their case, floats in the hot tub turned cold tub) and relishing the "salad days."

I still can't promise much - our lives are crazier than ever - but Candy Lou has definitely missed you.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Fresh off the Pony Express

, calling from the land line at the ranch. "I rode a horse today!" she says. "And it was awesome. And I loved it. And I see how you love it. You were the first person I called!"

It all began this time last year when Mom and her friend, who was then referred to as , decided to channel their inner-Annie Oakley and take a trip to a friend's Wyoming ranch. Except this friend's ranch was the size of a small country吉林快三遗漏. And while Mom chased cows for the annual branding, Honeyshot was taking some of the best shots of her career in . Honey had also caught the eye of a real deal cowboy, who happened to be the foreman of the ranch. And he happened to catch her eye, too.

Fast forward almost exactly one year later and Honeyshot is now our Magnolia Cowgirl, settling into her new 吉林快三遗漏, back at the ranch . . . in Wyoming. She uprooted her city life on Magnolia Street and followed her heart into the wild and arms of her cowboy. It's the stuff Harlequin novels are made of. And Mom says she's never heard her friend sound so happy.

Of course, Mom and the rest of their Little Creative Crew miss her terribly. When she heard the Magnolia Cowgirl's voice and the excitement coming from the other end of the country吉林快三遗漏, Mom's eyes welled with tears. She was both proud her friend finally swung into the saddle and sad she couldn't have been there to give her the leg-up.

Then today a package arrived in the mail, with a Wheatland, Wyoming return address. Mom tore into the box with excitement to find, wrapped neatly in spur-spangled tissue, a vintage leather, tooled purse - the kind fashionable cowgirls carry. Mom swooned. It is exactly what she has been wanting for quite some time, and it couldn't be in more perfect, plus it matches her boots.

One year later from the adventure of a lifetime, she finally got the perfect souvenir.


P.S. Read the old posts about their trip to Wyoming here.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Here Comes the Jaded Bride (Again)

recently sent them the finished photos, and once again, the ladies were smiling at the art they created. Although they are saving the hundred-or-so photos for their own private giggles (and maybe one or two framed in their favorite spaces), Mom was willing to share a solo shot of herself here in Candy's Land, as well as a lil' essay she wrote about the experience:

There are some things so cathartic, you shouldn’t give a darn to how offensive it might be. The wedding dress, for example, is given more sanctity than it deserves. It’s an over-priced, fussy, some-shade-of-white adornment. Sometimes it has intricate beading. Sometimes it’s pure woven silk. Oftentimes it cost thousands to buy and hundreds to preserve. And I’m just not sure it deserves any of the fuss. After all, you only wear it once.

And what happens if you wore it once and the wedding didn’t work? You and the groom go your own ways months, years, decades after the dress was given its own day and worshipped by a room full of revelers who stood at the site of you in it.

In divorce, you are left picking up the pieces of a failed marriage and starting an entirely new life you didn’t plan. And among the pieces you take with you, the former bride, is this once perfect wedding dress . . . now fallen to used, unlucky, tainted grace. Do you burn it as a sacrifice to the altar? Do you sell it to a stranger who doesn’t know its story? Do you shove it into storage and swear to never look at it again? Or do you make peace with it? After all, it wasn’t the gown’s fault the vows didn’t take.

It just so happens I am not the only one in my circle of girlfriends with a leftover wedding dress. You make friends you can relate to. And mine are smart, business-minded, civic-driven career women who have lived several lifetimes by the time they hit their thirties. We’re somewhat fearless. And we like to fancy ourselves as hell-raisers. Together, we make quite the creative, untouchably talented crew.

It wasn’t hard for our photographer friend Leah Yetter to arrange the studio and have the lights, camera and background music jamming for us when we arrived – here comes the Jaded Brides – with our wedding gowns from another life slung over our shoulders and a brown bag of brand new whiskey in hand.

None of us had been to each other’s weddings. Changing into our dresses we became like a bunch of bridesmaids, who hadn’t married for the first time, cooing and complimenting each other on the gown that never was.

Then came the hair and make up. Loads of eye make-up just like our wedding day, this time smudged, smeared and streaked on purpose. A really good purpose – our new vows:

To those who have cried and then had your tears dried by your fellow jaded bride.

And no matter how hard we tried to make ourselves look like we felt during the days of divorce, we were funny. We laughed as we applied eye drops to make our mascara run. While creating circles under our eyes, we swigged Jack Daniels.

Well, except for the eight months pregnant one. She wore a long white slip that fit her expanded belly but brought the tiara from her elaborate wedding day. She was our good-sport prego princess, and even though she couldn’t fit into her old wedding gown, it couldn’t have been more fitting.

Standing before the camera, bad silk flowers and liquor bottles in hand, we gave our wedding portraits another chance. This time there was no glimmer of happily ever after in our eyes. But we still sparkled. We also pouted, sneered, scoffed, made obscene gestures and poked fun at the wives we once were . . . and just weren’t meant to be.

So the marriage was far from a fairy tale. And all I ended up with was this lousy wedding dress. But now I can look at my gown again with fondness, knowing I got my money’s worth. And the photos, lessons learned and empowerment to show for it.


Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Whatever it Took [to make it as Kenny Chesney]

Sometimes it takes more than a bad mullet to make it in Nashville. Check out the vintage Kenny Chesney video, circa 1993 on Capricorn Records. Yep, Uncle Phil always knew how to spot a star . . . including his daughter, Amantha Starr Walden, dancing as Kenny's leading lady in this fabulous music montage.

Friday, May 28, 2010

When a Man Loves a Woman


Especially his daughter . . . He'll trade the world, spend his very last dime and give her everything he has. Thank you, Mom's Pop Walden, for marking another year as a wonderful father. We're a little late with the birthday wish, but after 67 years . . . who's counting?

Pictured is recent birthday (May 23) boy Alan Walden with Jack Chisom and the ultimate balladeer Percy Sledge, who remains romancing couples everywhere as he tours today. The picture was taken the week "When a Man Loves a Woman" reached number one in Billboard. It was also taken at a party where Mom's Pop met a then-unknown guitarist named Jimi Hendrix and could have mistaken him for Johnny Jenkins!

There's a whole lot of living and legends wrapped up in those 67 years. Candy Lou loves and celebrates you!




Thursday, May 27, 2010

Portraits of Former Pound Puppies



Thanks to photographer Chris Smith for these great "headshots" of me Candy Lou and my new little brother Boz Waggs. Just call us poster children for "Why would you ever want to shop when you can adopt from your local shelter?"

By the way, in case you can't tell, we've got new summer hair cuts!

Make tails wag everywhere by being committed to adopting and rescuing all of your pets. We sure are glad Mom and Shuga D always have and always will.





Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Monday, May 10, 2010

Coming Soon to Candy's Land . . .

and Amy for the very patient portrait.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

It's a Purse! No, it's a Travel Case!



We have to admit, we're some spoiled grand-dogs here in Candy's Land. Anytime we get in the reach of Mom's Pop Walden, expect lots of people food, belly rubs and baby talk. And then there are the gifts. We love gifts.

Little brother Boz Waggs is checking out the latest. It appears to be a patent leather paw purse. But flip the lock and find two fine travel bowls inside. Check me out as I check them out . . . I'm a dog who can blog and read, immediately sniffing the "Eat" side.

So, is Pop Walden trying to hint to Mom that he would rather us travel first class than stay with him next time they need a sitter? Naaaah! After all, our granddaddy is first class all the way.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Here Comes the Jaded Brides

. The ladies had some pre-party fun with the Magnolia Cowgirl's last 吉林快三遗漏town shoot before riding off into the sunset. Most of it is for their own private giggles, but let's just say it involved their "something went anew" wedding dresses, runny mascara and a bottle of whiskey. Who says you can't wear your wedding dress twice? Even if you're not married anymore! So glad that Blueberry's good-sported mama also got into the action with her now twice-used tiara.

After the photo shoot, they returned to our Candy's Land crib for the birthday reception. Sitting as a centerpiece was this lovely "Jaded Brides" birthday cake created by local baker extraordinaire Tammy Anderson of . The cake was a delicious multi-tier of red velvet goodness. The decor was clusters of "isn't it ironic" black roses and ferns. The topper was a clay creation in honor of all the single ladies - holding up her hand in "rock on" solidarity. It was as awesome as rain on a wedding day.