Nov 29, 2011 | Holidays |
~I think the turkey on the right has seen better days.~
~We filled out thankful leaves to send to Elizabeth. This leaf is Aaron’s.~
~My favorite part of Thanksgiving was being able to spend the whole day with Christopher.~
Nov 24, 2011 | Holidays |
#1. My dear sister Elizabeth, whom I affectionately call Squiddzen. She’s away at school right now so I haven’t seen her since August, but I think about her ALL THE TIME. Did I ever mention that on nights when I couldn’t sleep, she would tell me her version of The Great Gatsby? It worked like a charm and put me to sleep every single time. It was like my own personal sleeping pill.
#2. I can now successfully drive a standard. I have always been a praying person, but I never really prayed for safe travels every time I got into the car. Now I pray that I won’t crash, screech, stall, or squeal every single time. So far God has answered my prayers because I haven’t crashed once. (But there are still some days when I screech and stall like it’s GOING OUT OF STYLE.)
#3. The friends I have made through blogging. I’m especially thankful for the one I can text about how many dresses Carrie wore during the CMA Award’s, or how much we should tip the people who clean our car. She understands how important these things are. 😉
#4. My beautiful wedding. I love that I was able to have the real butterflies like I always dreamed.
#5. All the weeks I watched Allison.
#6. That Aaron asks me to play xbox with him.
#7. My nieces and nephews. At this time last year I had nary a one, now I have three. According to my calculations, that’s 300% increase. At this rate, I’ll have 30 nieces and nephews in 10 years.
#8. Single Ladies Club. When I moved back from New York, we started our meetings up again just as if we had never stopped. It was wonderful.
#9. Babies. I’m always thankful for babies.
#10. My most wonderful Christopher. I always said I wanted to marry a soldier, a cowboy, or an astronaut, and here I am, married to a soldier. The downside of marrying a soldier rather than an astronaut is that my chance of ever visiting the moon is now extremely slim.
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Of course, this is only a VERY SMALL portion of my blessings. I’d never have enough room to write them all.
Nov 23, 2011 | Holidays |
…we’d like to introduce Mr. Hugo T. Squash.
Occupation: butler
Jul 6, 2011 | Holidays |
The Fourth of July is one of my very favorite holidays, right up there with Christmas and National Baby Kissing Day. (If National Baby Kissing Day not a real holiday already, I am MORE than willing to be the founder.)
As this was the first time Christopher and I had company over for a holiday, I made an extensive meal chart/grocery list based on our many detailed conversations on the what-to-eat topic. In the end, we had the typical hamburgers, salad, chips and dip meal. Somewhere in the midst of all the planning, we forgot to schedule in the warming up of the baked beans. That error was duly noted and will not be repeated next year.
We did quite well in the condiments department. Our guests were not left without options.
After the eating was over, we broke out Rummikub. I don’t remember who won, but I distinctly remember that is wasn’t me.
I most certainly was not looking at someone else’s pieces in order to take this picture. I would NEVER do that.
While we played, Elizabeth frolicked with Chief. To her, he is, ” THE BEST DOG IN THE WHOLE WORLD”. (I have NO idea who she gets her excessive use of capital letters from.)
Some people took this game very seriously (see below photo.). Some people spent most of the game time talking and taking pictures and then talking some more (see the name at the bottom of this post).
We now come to the very sad part of the day. The part of the day when Christopher and I were forced to part ways while he goes to the field and I go back to the state of my birth. In an effort to not become too depressed about the current situation, I got into the van and immediately took a two hour nap followed by a handful of trail mix with a higher-than-average ratio of chocolate to nuts.
Because we were en route all evening, we were unable to watch the Boston Pops 4th of July concert, aka my very favorite concert that I watch every year without fail. Last year Katie and I took the train into Boston to see the rehearsal and it was fabulous. I couldn’t go all day without a patriotic sing-along, so I led my family in a rousing time of song courtesy of a Wee Sing America book, circa 1992.
I’m sure I would have made Keith and the Pops proud with my stellar conducting skilz.
Jul 2, 2011 | Holidays |
Last night Mom, Dad, and Ronnie (aka Aaron) drove up to spend the holiday weekend with us. Because we are people who love a good concert and firework show, we packed ourselves a picnic supper of BLT’s and headed to a local park for the festivities.
I continued my tradition of photographing the setting sun. I think it’s becoming a hobby of mine.
We couldn’t see the musicians and could barely hear the music, so we spent the time playing an alphabet game and people-watching.
It’s very news-worthy to capture a picture of Aaron smiling nicely. Apparently miracles still do happen.
Every single year I take tons of firework pictures then the next day I don’t know what to do with them. This year was no different.
I have named this picture The Dive of the Penguins. However it happened, the way the camera photographed the fireworks makes it look like the a bunch of penguins (someone said it looks more like eagles) out for their daily sea dive.
I have named this photo The Grand Finale.
I have a true gift when it comes to creatively naming photos.
