she would be like this!!!!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Happy Father's Day!!!!
Happy Father's Day to:
this dad
and this dad
and these granddads
and this new dad
and this dad.......oh wait he's not a dad
But it is a pretty funny pic
Oh well! Happy Dad's Day to these dads and a bunch of others that we love, but didn't have time to find and upload pics of. Thursday, June 18, 2009
Confessions of a Me Monster
Jenna wants me to do this post about confessions---well I'm a blabber mouth and can't keep secrets so you've probably heard these ones before, but here it goes:
--I am TERRIFIED of birds. Big ones, small ones, wild ones, and tame ones---ALL birds!! They hate me and I hate them. Believe me I could write and entire post titled “My Bad Experiences with Birds.”
--I do not know my left from right. I struggle daily.
--I sleep like a rock! From the moment my head hits the pillow until Andrew shakes me to wake me up (because I slept through the alarm) I am out cold. I really fear for when we have a baby. Andrew will have to get up with the baby at night or it will starve ‘til death because I will sleep through all its cries. Sad huh…
--I laugh at people when they fall down. It’s funny! I’m a frequent faller so I have earned the right to laugh at people.
--I am not a pet person. I just don’t get it. They poop, they stink, they pee, they eat, they shed and the slithery, slimy, and creepy, crawly ones don’t even get me started! I have had a dog and horses and I liked them, but NOT in “the way” that people like their pets today. I really don’t get it……someone please explain it to me.
--I am the least romantic person in the world. When people tell me that they met someone and sparks flew and that they knew from that moment that they were going to marry them, or that they danced in a park, or were serenaded from a balcony etc. I swear-- a little throw up comes up.
--I frequently crack open eggs and two yolks come out of one egg. I don’t think this is normal. Andrew didn’t believe me-- and then it happened 3 times in like a week and I showed him each time. He believes me now.
--I sing very loudly and dance when I am in the car alone. And more than once, people I know have caught me. I also have road rage. Even as a passenger I lean over and honk the horn at bad drivers. Then I laugh!
--Back in high school my friends and I stole the paper funnels from the oil section of the gas station. We went to Tim’s house and put 1 million funnels all over his lawn. It started a war!
--When I laugh really hard, my nostrils flare in and out at an incredible rate. And I have peed my pants from laughing so hard—more than once.
There you have it. Please feel free to share you inner confessions with me.
--I am TERRIFIED of birds. Big ones, small ones, wild ones, and tame ones---ALL birds!! They hate me and I hate them. Believe me I could write and entire post titled “My Bad Experiences with Birds.”
--I do not know my left from right. I struggle daily.
--I sleep like a rock! From the moment my head hits the pillow until Andrew shakes me to wake me up (because I slept through the alarm) I am out cold. I really fear for when we have a baby. Andrew will have to get up with the baby at night or it will starve ‘til death because I will sleep through all its cries. Sad huh…
--I laugh at people when they fall down. It’s funny! I’m a frequent faller so I have earned the right to laugh at people.
--I am not a pet person. I just don’t get it. They poop, they stink, they pee, they eat, they shed and the slithery, slimy, and creepy, crawly ones don’t even get me started! I have had a dog and horses and I liked them, but NOT in “the way” that people like their pets today. I really don’t get it……someone please explain it to me.
--I am the least romantic person in the world. When people tell me that they met someone and sparks flew and that they knew from that moment that they were going to marry them, or that they danced in a park, or were serenaded from a balcony etc. I swear-- a little throw up comes up.
--I frequently crack open eggs and two yolks come out of one egg. I don’t think this is normal. Andrew didn’t believe me-- and then it happened 3 times in like a week and I showed him each time. He believes me now.
--I sing very loudly and dance when I am in the car alone. And more than once, people I know have caught me. I also have road rage. Even as a passenger I lean over and honk the horn at bad drivers. Then I laugh!
--Back in high school my friends and I stole the paper funnels from the oil section of the gas station. We went to Tim’s house and put 1 million funnels all over his lawn. It started a war!
--When I laugh really hard, my nostrils flare in and out at an incredible rate. And I have peed my pants from laughing so hard—more than once.
There you have it. Please feel free to share you inner confessions with me.
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