I always am amazed at the things that my children can do. The latest being my youngest, Emily. This child can tell you about the time Grandma bought her a Dora doll from the grocery store two years ago. She can tell you what the weather was like outside, what was in our cart and(…)
I couldn’t resist taking this photo. Once again, Mamas (middle cat) has no clue the two babies are sleeping on her. She looks as though she’s having the most marvelous dream, probably about her dropping the kittens off on a deserted country road.
After doing my daily business tasks all day, I threw together tacos from part of our left overs from the shower(mainly ground beef) to keep the enemy at bay while I hit the Internet to find wonderful potential sponsors- I send lots of love to all of you that were lucky to get stalked hear(…)
I really hate advertising. I promised myself when I started this blog that I would totally advertise the heck out of it. After all, my dream is to be the next Dooce. Yes, I know all you faithful Dooce readers. She is great- the Queen of Blogging. But, hey, I can dream big! Anyway, I(…)
I have been taking an online digital painting course to improve my graphic skills but really let it go down the toilet. I mean, I read the lessons, practised them and submitted a couple of paintings. I just felt that it wasn’t what I expected and I told the lady so in the forum. Apparently,(…)
Aren’t they just so adorable? I took these right before leaving for the shower. When I look at their smiling faces, I wonder how I could ever yell at them and tell them I’m selling them to the gypsies. (sigh) Then, Emily comes running out of her brother’s room screaming, holding on to one of(…)
It finally came and went- I’m talking about the shower, of course. For those of you who have been patiently reading about me rant over my daughter’s shower for the past week, you can finally say, “Praise the Lord. She can FINALLY shut-up about that shower!” You know you want the dirty little details, though.(…)