Had to do it....

Ok, I was looking for a cute little graphic to post today when I ran across this. I laughed so loud I woke up one of the kids.

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GOD BLESS AMERICA*!*

I've never felt more patriotic in my life...

No they didn't part 5

I've always loved everything 50's. The clothes, the make up, the furniture, the graphics, the style in general. I've always thought that living back then would have just been the cat's whiskers. And, these ads PROVE that I should have:

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No they are not.

They can just eat whatever they want, wear whatever they want, and get whatever they want.

I have to WORK at those things...it's character building.

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Holy cr*p...I am actually an AFTER shot.

I'm printing out this one.

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Keep that *wonder drug* the h*ll away from me*!*

I'd like to crush about 20 of these up and put them in

Angelina Jolie's air and water smoothie.

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"I wonder how she did it?".....

Are you kidding me? It's called EATING sweetie.

I think my Hubby's Great Yia~Yia Panos could have taken care of your "problem" in a weekend.

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Well, those years of the HEALTHY framed girl ended with this doe-eyed beauty. And I have a message for her:

So d*mn tired...

I'm so tired.

My brain isn't working. (shut up...)

I decided to post a project for the Gutter Girlz...go check them out (I think they're awesome). Rachel is in charge and doesn't take any cr*p so pretty much this whole project of hers is going to be great. She and all of the Gutter Girls are inspiring to me :)

Here's the prompt.

Here's my attempt:

{I can't believe I just did that...}

More of those *No they didn't* ads next time....

Good night...

Barbie Bites

Well, whatever....


So apparently the *miracle* didn't happen inside my toaster... It happened in the freezer aisle.









Friday was the first official day of summer. These things are summer to me:








NEVER wearing shoes, unless you have to.















I wasn't going to buy them but Hubby said, "Do you ever remember a summer without these?"

I caved.
















The hose is always good for a giggle.

We tried.

They took the Bar-B-Q and beer....we got no bucks. We aren't inviting family over

any.

more.

Ahhh, the pool.




Too d*mn hot around here not to take a dip every once and a while.













A flashback...My Big Bro, Kel, and I...gotta love an uncomfortably warm plastic pool (my bro didn't know about the bucket). My fondest summer memories for sure*!*

I got tagged by the lovely Miss RobinDiane so here goes:


Ten Years Ago: I was newly married and didn't have a clue...

Five things on today's to do list:
(I'll list the five things I did do as apposed to the 5 things I should have done)
1) picked watermelons
2) nothing
3) nothing
4) ate watermelon
5) nothing


Snacks I enjoy: Hot Tamales, smores, Chex mix, Tin Roof ice cream, chocolate at certain times of the month, candy in general

Things I would do if I were a millionaire: any d*mn thing I want without worry.

Places I have lived: My very soggy hometown Quincy, IL and FL

**And well, I think whoever started this tag needs me to add a little somethin' somethin', SOOOOO...I've added a few things (tee hee hee)**

Most embarrassing moment: On my FIRST day of college, we were each asked to read a paragraph from a book (for speech class...a novel first exercise don't you think?...sheesh). My paragraph contained the word "organism"...but that ISN'T the word that came out of my mouth... the word I said was one syllable short of that word (take out the "ni"). That is pitiful, but that is my most embarrassing moment. I am boring.

Regrets? : Yep

Left brained or right brained : Totally right...there is an echoing cavern where my left should be.

Who I miss : Grandma Jeanne~who my creativity came from

Strangest place I've gone to the bathroom : In "the bucket" (this will explain Kel's comment on the pool photo). Kelly and I knew if it was close to dinnertime, going inside to use the bathroom was a sure way to get stuck setting the table and staying in. We used to tee tee in a bucket outside to avoid this horrible injustice.



Well, there you go...be sure to join in and post if you play.

Like a bad Wife, I didn't give a shout out to the Hubby for Father's Day. I promise he is the best Daddy to our girls and an

awesome Hubby to boot. An example of his awesome Hubby-ness, he went to a bachelor party last night,{uh hu...} and before he left, he ran to the store for me and got these:

Sorry Ladies, he's taken...
love you babe*!*

I'm SO outta here*!*

I'm off to make my millions.

The Face of the Virgin Mary on a piece of toast? Nope.

Abraham Lincoln's silhouette on a potato chip? Naw.

The image of the Baby Jesus on a tortilla? Not even close.

THIS is even better...

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Um yeah,....THAT is Barbie (IN COLOR) on a waffle...

I'm SO outta here*!*

A lesson....it's there I promise

Before the lesson, here's the thank you card I made for Hubby's cousin and wife for letting us use their condo for our (botched, barfy) 10th anniversary weekend getaway. I think I laughed my bum off (because it's easier NOW) the whole time I was making this card...maybe I only crack myself up.



Ready for some rambling?...here we go*!*

On Friday, some folks from Hubby's work were getting together (along with spouses) for dinner. I was SO excited because we were going to a restaurant that Hubby had been RAVING LIKE A LUNATIC about for months...Seems that while I am at home cleaning pbj and applesauce off the walls, Hubby and his co-workers find themselves at this particular restaurant for "business" lunches all. the. time.

ANYWHOOO....

Now a little about me (I'm hoping you still have a pulse when I'm done) I have my camera with me 90% of the time. I'm not sure my brain works like most folks. Whenever I go somewhere, anywhere, I'm looking for photos. I break everything down into small, rectangular bits and parts...everything. I don't know how to explain it really. The right side of my brain kicks into overdrive and all I can see are the photographic possibilities everywhere. I just see images. It's even more complicated than I can explain...it's almost distracting. I've done it since middle school I guess...ok so I'm weird. I learned early on that regretting not having taken a photo really bites. It didn't take me long to realize that being embarrassed, getting dirty, or maybe even (myself) a little hurt was no excuse not to get a photo. Thirty seconds of embarrassment ("Is she really going to lay in the middle of the road?") leaves me with a photo that lasts a pretty long time...and that I might be extra proud of too. Mind you, I never invade other's space...no no no. I just could NEVER do that. I could never be a member of the paparazzi or the press. Nothing against them, I just could never do it. What I'm talking about is:

Dangling my arms over the glass at the fish market to stick my lens up against the glassy, smelly eyeball of a fish...with the employees and and customers STARING at me.

Busting out the camera in the middle of a VERY cool pizza joint where WE were the old folks, making the waitress wait to pass so I could snap a photo.

Sticking my kids' bums in a (recently cleaned) cigarette bucket in front a nice little crowd that formed because...well...ya know.














These are mild examples of course...I've climbed trees, laid in the dirt, and stood on top of tables while 8 months pregnant before to get a good shot. Pretty much, if I think it will be worth it, I'll (most of the time) do it for a memorable photo.

BACK to the restaurant...
We walk up and of course my mind is racing thinking about the camera in my purse...this place is awesome. It's a tiki hut-style thatched roof over a wooden deck, semi-outdoors. It's right on the bayou and surprisingly enough, it's not hot...just enough breeze coming off of the water to make it feel heavenly. There are boulders lining the deck, palms scattered around beyond that, and of course sand. There is a marina that surrounds the restaurant in the bayou so there are masts of all different heights bobbing up and down into the sunsetting sky. There is texture everywhere and the setting sun is casting A-MA-ZING shadows everywhere. My trigger finger was ITCHY! The photo I wanted to get THE MOST though was right over our heads where we ate. We walked under the thatched roof that was lit upward toward the peak as well as down on the customers and I told Hubby, "When it gets darker outside THAT is going to be the best shot." And it did look awesome. But I didn't take a single photo. Why? Because I I didn't want Hubby's co-workers to think I was strange. Don't have a clue what got into me. Now, my family is VERY used to me getting up from a table, or walking away from them to snap photos...I don't even think twice. Anyway, I would get the shots next time we came, because it was now my new favorite place. Honestly, I've never been so excited about going back to a darn restaurant before....that was Friday.
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This was Saturday. I was SO mad at myself.

And that's JUST a restaurant.

Have you ever regretted not taking a shot of a loved one, an event, or a moment because you thought twice?

I know I'm simplifying things here but I think you know what I'm trying to get across.

And there's my lesson for the day :)

You can wake up now...

I did it*!*/ No they didn't part 4/What I learned today

So, I'm sort of (WAY) behind on my *Deck of Me* cards. I decided to challenge myself in front of all the DAMES on our Flickr site to complete 5 cards in 7 days. And holy poo I finished 6 *!*

One talent you wish you had and one talent you feel you do have.

Who would you want to be for a day?

Biggest revelation so far.

Where is your *happy place* ?

Something I do every day that I love.

My theme song.

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So, this isn't an ad, it's an article...

that last section slays me*!*

(I hope you can click on it to make it bigger.)

Holy cripe...

The finale is coming soon*!*

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One last thing, David Cook sent these:

*THANK YOU*

I don't know how he knew we had friends down south to stay with, but well, now Delaney is getting an awesome birthday gift next month. I guess he's trying to be blase' by giving us nose bleed seats but we'll just be happy to be there. I have no idea how he's finding the time to e mail and call every day with practicing for the tour and all...I think he might have looked a little more bright eyed on Lenno last night had he not been trying to text me all night the night before. (Get some sleep David Cook...I'm NOT going to answer the phone or the emails ok? It's for your own good.)

What I Learned Today:

* Plugging in the toaster won't make the coffee pot work.
* It's hilarious when OTHER PEOPLE'S 2YR OLDS say "sh*t"
* On that same note...when a 2yr old says "sit" or "fork" in public, it never sounds like "sit" or "fork".
* I shave the same leg twice WAY too much.