I spotted the Audio Book section at the church library last night. Normally NOT one to do well with the book-on-CD thing, what with my raging case of A.D.D. and all, I spied this one and had to have it. For some unexplicable reason.
Let’s hope it helps.My girls had western day at school. Check out my girl in her BOOTS! Thanks to dad for supplying the wardrobe…. she turned out pretty cute for a city girl. I didn’t get a picture of Annie’s but she was feelin’ SO fly in hers, too…
For some unexplicable reason SOMEBODY at church last night let their two hoodlums run wild between the end of the meal and the start of Bible study. I have no idea WHAT KIND OF MOTHER WOULD LET HER DADGUM KIDS RUN LOOSE IN CHURCH but they must have been rednecks… judging by their cowboy boots.
Brainstorming logo ideas. Don’t ask, but this picture has seriously deep meaning and significance.
FOGGY morning driving to Gladewater! It was my excuse for being late THAT morning. It came as a huge shock to my coworkers that I was late, because, I’m like, NEVER late rarely late hardly EVER late OK, sometimes I’m late, but this time they knew why: FOG.
I made a cake that FLOPPED. Literally. I canNOT make layer cakes to save my life. Its something I HAVE to master if I’m ever going to be the next Martha Stewart. I heard it tasted good but I was too busy holding a grudge against it for looking so UGLY to actually TASTE any of it. 😛
I ate at The Silver Spur in Gladewater, for some unexplicable reason. It was everything you’d expect out of a dining establishment called The Silver Spur in Gladewater, Texas. And that’s really all I’m gonna say about that.
Milestones. 🙂
Annie’s church choir class: ONE girl. EIGHT boys. I can’t think of a situation in life Annie would love more. Singing. In a room full of boys. When I picked her up a couple of the boys ran out to say, “BYE ANNIE!” Seriously. She has a fan club of BOYS every where she goes. HOW DO I PUT THE BRAKES ON THIS?
My drive home from Gladewater. I love the drive, and sometimes the scenery is spectacular.
Conversations with friends with seriously deep meaning and significance.
Homemade cinnamon rolls. Oh yeah, baby. I scored some points at work this week with these. Hopefully they forgave me for being late that one time back when it was foggy.
I love pictures. They're like a visual diary of our lives. That's why, when I take mine, I organize them in to folders by the month they were taken. So next year I can look back at this month and say what I always do: "I can't BELIEVE it's been a year since that happened!" 🙂