May 30, 2009
You'll see what I mean after you click HERE.
You get points if you can find me. But I'm pretty sure I had the muddiest face so, good luck!
P.S. Don't tell anyone else! I can't let the word get out that I lead a double life as a professional mud wrestler. Shhhh.....
May 29, 2009
Savannah suddenly sat up and exclaimed, "Look!" pointing at the Miata," They have a Fawarwi!"
Unable to help it, I started laughing but Savannah didn't notice. She was still staring at the Miata as it drove away.
"Mom, why do they have a Fawarwi?"
Still chuckling I simply said, "I don''t know."
Savannah sat back into her seat looking deep in thought. After a moment she said,"Huh, well that's just crazy."
May 28, 2009
I'm working in the garden. We have two hoses attached to each other and at the point of attachment, it leaks and leaves a nice muddy spot.
I've been working in the garden for a while now, looking very much like an ostrich at this point, and the water has also been on for a while.
Suddenly I hear a slight "shwick splat" followed by a burst of laughter. I straighten and turn.
Savannah, seeing my nonchalant attitude toward the mess, decided that she too would test her limits and see what wonders the mud might hold.
Ah yes, crossroads can be an interesting place to be at. Now that I have let them play in the mud, how far should I let them go? How dirty should I let them get?
May 26, 2009
Er... okay, so not really, but I thought I would finish out my Florida trip in style.
Not that I consider a swimming suit in any way stylish. I very much dislike them actually. They make me feel exposed, self-conscious, naked.
If I wouldn't feel comfortable walking around a store in underwear, why in the world would I feel comfortable in a swim suit?
Even as a kid I would always steal one of my dad's big t-shirts out of his closet to wear it over my swim suit and swim all day like that. Until once, at the beach, a wave managed to flip the shirt over my head so when I tried to come up for air I couldn't get any with a big shirt over my face and the waves kept knocking me down so it took me a while to finally get some air. It scared me so bad. That's when I graduated to the shorts era.
I did that for years. But you want to hear something funny? Having kids has a way of changing your body. I know! It shocked me too. So after number three baby, I had to get a new swim suit.
Believe me when I say red would NOT be my first choice, but it was the only color left with the matching top and bottom in the extra long. So, red it is.
Secretly, I'm trying to turn Alayna into a beach bum.
See? I love this next picture because she's smiling! My secret plan is working! Now we'll just have to go back to the beach someday soon, just because Alayna will bat her pretty dark eyes at daddy and beg. And who could resist that?
Especially now that she has had the toes in the sand experience. She seemed to like that.
Oh ya, now there's some good looking beach babes!
Now I can't really tell, but it seems as though my nephew enjoyed myself. Maybe. Perhaps. Just a little.
Of course, Alayna got to chill on the beach in style. Oh ya.
May 24, 2009
I just have one thing to say, I never want to tie another bow as long as I live.
Becka had to throw the bouquet twice. The first time she threw it went way too far. Far enough to reach the married people. Opps.