Now, these two aren't that great...photo wise. But I love them because they are captured in the moment. Oddly enough, her mouth is bigger, but I am much louder;) hehe
4.01.2008
Boatyard pics
Promised someone I'd post these...so here are the good pics from Boatyard:) I had fun girls!
Now, these two aren't that great...photo wise. But I love them because they are captured in the moment. Oddly enough, her mouth is bigger, but I am much louder;) hehe
Now, these two aren't that great...photo wise. But I love them because they are captured in the moment. Oddly enough, her mouth is bigger, but I am much louder;) hehe
Easter Sunday
Easter dinner was had at Vicki's house this year. I wish I had pics of the spread, but as usual, I don't think of the photos that could have been until after the fact. I did manage to snap a few of the kids before Sunday school, as well as some of them hunting eggs in the backyard after we got home. We didn't color eggs this year *oh the horror!*, but chose to stuff plastic *recyclable* eggs instead. The eggs are on their 3rd year of use and are as pretty as they were the day I bought them! Hope everyone had as happy an Easter as I did!
The silly pic:)
Hot or cold, mummy!?
Counting his eggs.
Easter weekend
Easter weekend was a series of events that I know this family will be talking about for a long time! It all started out innocently enough. Jamie will take his boat out, we'll take ours. We'll meet up and dock seaside for a nice pic-nic lunch. We'll have a great time in the warm sun, then head home following our afternoon of beachy, family filled bliss. Shouldn't take more than 3 hours or so.
annnd, ACTION!
Vicki picks up Brooke so she make the boat trip with Viv. *planning on switching out kids when we dock for lunch*. The in laws meet us at the house to load the boat up. We put in at the overly crowded marina, but that goes well. Settle in for the short, but bumpy, trip past Shell Island...where we have planned to meet up with the rest of our motley crew. The water is the clearest of greens, the white sand is calling our name....so, while waiting on Jamie...the crew decides to go ahead and pull on shore for a quickie sand dip. We quickly realize that the water is a bit too deep for those of us who didn't bring an extra change of clothes *ie: all of us*, so decide to just pull off and wait instead. Unbeknownst to all aboard, the boat has become buddies with the waves crashing ashore and decides that she is content hanging out there for a while, forcing the captain and his wife *ie: ME and B*, to jump ship and push. PUSH us out to sea. This struggle between man and nature last's for about 20 minutes. muscle time. *which, as we all know, can be multiplied by 3 when you're in as bad a shape as I am*. The father in law makes a Gilligan worthy attmept at paddling us along, but his efforts are a bit late...as the captain and I have managed to finally break us free of the ever crashing waves.
But wait! The fun doesn't end here!
After some creative clothing alterations that will allow the mother in laws clothes to dry out *I am talking sheet wearing, folks*, our sister ship makes an appearance and we all agree to head further down the island to more sure water...and an open sandbar. We find a cozy, so the captain backs our trustworthy ship into a nice little spot and finds that we don't even need to anchor her off! Before settling on our final destination...the captain decides to show off his boatmanship and takes to briskly walking along the side of the boat, when all of a sudden, a rogue wave decides to knock him overboard. Yes, the captain is down! His wife is trying very hard not to laugh, while his mother is tense with worry that the captain has suffered some bodily injury! Alas! Nothing is harmed....except for maybe the captain's pride:) So we pull him aboard and he makes a successful docking.
Sounds like fun, you say? But oh, the journey doesn't end here! No, I tell you! The best is yet to come!
Jamie finds that he can't get his boat across the sandbar *darn those new finagled land lubber's!*, so he makes a call to head back to bay side. Meanwhile, I try to make my way across the sandbar to acquire my daughter from their boat. I decide that the waves are going to soak me *if a shark doesn't get me first*, so I turn back to shore while Brooke is calling my name and crying...along with Vicki, who is so seasick at this point that she can barely hold her head up to comfort my girl. Jamie turns the boat around....and we watch our sister crew fade away into the white surf.
Meanwhile, back on the island, we've decided to go ahead and eat lunch and collect a few shells. We've come this far, so why turn back now?! We have a lovely time frolicking in the waves and finding sand dollars to take home for my girl. Yet, all good things must come to an end, so we pack up the boat and leave.
Well, try to leave at any rate.
Sadly, our boat has become one with the ocean. Particularly....the sand. After much pushing...pulling...shoving....we come to the conclusion that we are, alas....stuck. With little hope of ever making our way off of this sandbar that our boat is now calling home. Lucky for us, we have Sea-Tow, who gladly comes to our rescue *for a mere fee of $400. yes, lucky us, right!?!?* With out tail between our legs, we allow the bright yellow boat to pull us through the Jetty's pass, where there are loads of other boater's looking on....surely shaking their heads at our plight. * I will never again shake my head at that dreaded yellow boat. I will merely click my tounge in sympathy*
But all's well that end's well. After an afternoon on the water turned into a day long affair...I believe the in-laws have been turned against the ocean and any idea of ever pic-nicking onshore with us. *maybe that was part of the captain's plan, no!? hmmmm* We made it safely home with only our ego's bruised up a bit.
annnd, ACTION!
Vicki picks up Brooke so she make the boat trip with Viv. *planning on switching out kids when we dock for lunch*. The in laws meet us at the house to load the boat up. We put in at the overly crowded marina, but that goes well. Settle in for the short, but bumpy, trip past Shell Island...where we have planned to meet up with the rest of our motley crew. The water is the clearest of greens, the white sand is calling our name....so, while waiting on Jamie...the crew decides to go ahead and pull on shore for a quickie sand dip. We quickly realize that the water is a bit too deep for those of us who didn't bring an extra change of clothes *ie: all of us*, so decide to just pull off and wait instead. Unbeknownst to all aboard, the boat has become buddies with the waves crashing ashore and decides that she is content hanging out there for a while, forcing the captain and his wife *ie: ME and B*, to jump ship and push. PUSH us out to sea. This struggle between man and nature last's for about 20 minutes. muscle time. *which, as we all know, can be multiplied by 3 when you're in as bad a shape as I am*. The father in law makes a Gilligan worthy attmept at paddling us along, but his efforts are a bit late...as the captain and I have managed to finally break us free of the ever crashing waves.
But wait! The fun doesn't end here!
After some creative clothing alterations that will allow the mother in laws clothes to dry out *I am talking sheet wearing, folks*, our sister ship makes an appearance and we all agree to head further down the island to more sure water...and an open sandbar. We find a cozy, so the captain backs our trustworthy ship into a nice little spot and finds that we don't even need to anchor her off! Before settling on our final destination...the captain decides to show off his boatmanship and takes to briskly walking along the side of the boat, when all of a sudden, a rogue wave decides to knock him overboard. Yes, the captain is down! His wife is trying very hard not to laugh, while his mother is tense with worry that the captain has suffered some bodily injury! Alas! Nothing is harmed....except for maybe the captain's pride:) So we pull him aboard and he makes a successful docking.
Sounds like fun, you say? But oh, the journey doesn't end here! No, I tell you! The best is yet to come!
Jamie finds that he can't get his boat across the sandbar *darn those new finagled land lubber's!*, so he makes a call to head back to bay side. Meanwhile, I try to make my way across the sandbar to acquire my daughter from their boat. I decide that the waves are going to soak me *if a shark doesn't get me first*, so I turn back to shore while Brooke is calling my name and crying...along with Vicki, who is so seasick at this point that she can barely hold her head up to comfort my girl. Jamie turns the boat around....and we watch our sister crew fade away into the white surf.
Meanwhile, back on the island, we've decided to go ahead and eat lunch and collect a few shells. We've come this far, so why turn back now?! We have a lovely time frolicking in the waves and finding sand dollars to take home for my girl. Yet, all good things must come to an end, so we pack up the boat and leave.
Well, try to leave at any rate.
Sadly, our boat has become one with the ocean. Particularly....the sand. After much pushing...pulling...shoving....we come to the conclusion that we are, alas....stuck. With little hope of ever making our way off of this sandbar that our boat is now calling home. Lucky for us, we have Sea-Tow, who gladly comes to our rescue *for a mere fee of $400. yes, lucky us, right!?!?* With out tail between our legs, we allow the bright yellow boat to pull us through the Jetty's pass, where there are loads of other boater's looking on....surely shaking their heads at our plight. * I will never again shake my head at that dreaded yellow boat. I will merely click my tounge in sympathy*
But all's well that end's well. After an afternoon on the water turned into a day long affair...I believe the in-laws have been turned against the ocean and any idea of ever pic-nicking onshore with us. *maybe that was part of the captain's plan, no!? hmmmm* We made it safely home with only our ego's bruised up a bit.
I will never forget.....
to wear sunscreen when I go to the beach!!!!
We took the boat out again this weekend to a great little cove that Brandon found the day before when he went fishing with a friend. We're able to pull the boat closer to shore without getting marrooned *refer to previous post*!! It's absolutely P*E*R*F*E*C*T because we're able to anchor down in shallow, waveless water on one side of the little island, and walk to the other side to enjoy open water and shell hunting. It's like a mini island, only it's attached to the mainland, hence why I called it a "cove"...lol! *btw, I am super excited that B found this place because Courtney is scared of big waves, so she'll be able to choose her side when L comes this summer!* The kids had a blast shell hunting and digging for clams....and we discovered that Hobbes is quite the water dog;) It was pretty funny watching him growl at jellyfish and run freely up and down the sand. Unfortunately, I'd forgotten just how badly you can get burned when laying out on that white sand....so I didn't put much sunscreen on. I am now suffering the conseqences! *consequences including, not being able to sleep, turn over when I am TRYING to sleep, not being able to wear a bra, and not being able to dress myself without the help of my husband...and this morning, without the help of my daughter. very sad. very painful* So dear Mother Nature....you've reminded me of a lesson that I'd forgotten in my absence of these wonderful beach's....a lesson that I am not soon to forget:) I am in the process of buying stock in sunblock, thank you very much!
Here are a few pics from Sunday *I wish I'd taken more, but I was too wrapped up in what we were doing to actually stop and take them!*
don't look too closey...don't want you finding any bogey's or nosehairs:)
We took the boat out again this weekend to a great little cove that Brandon found the day before when he went fishing with a friend. We're able to pull the boat closer to shore without getting marrooned *refer to previous post*!! It's absolutely P*E*R*F*E*C*T because we're able to anchor down in shallow, waveless water on one side of the little island, and walk to the other side to enjoy open water and shell hunting. It's like a mini island, only it's attached to the mainland, hence why I called it a "cove"...lol! *btw, I am super excited that B found this place because Courtney is scared of big waves, so she'll be able to choose her side when L comes this summer!* The kids had a blast shell hunting and digging for clams....and we discovered that Hobbes is quite the water dog;) It was pretty funny watching him growl at jellyfish and run freely up and down the sand. Unfortunately, I'd forgotten just how badly you can get burned when laying out on that white sand....so I didn't put much sunscreen on. I am now suffering the conseqences! *consequences including, not being able to sleep, turn over when I am TRYING to sleep, not being able to wear a bra, and not being able to dress myself without the help of my husband...and this morning, without the help of my daughter. very sad. very painful* So dear Mother Nature....you've reminded me of a lesson that I'd forgotten in my absence of these wonderful beach's....a lesson that I am not soon to forget:) I am in the process of buying stock in sunblock, thank you very much!
Here are a few pics from Sunday *I wish I'd taken more, but I was too wrapped up in what we were doing to actually stop and take them!*
don't look too closey...don't want you finding any bogey's or nosehairs:)
3.31.2008
YIKES!
I promise that I am alive and well...just been busy and the little lady who enables me to actually write has been in the Dr's office for a cleanup!! My computer crashed on me a few days before my first SLAH show...when I deperately NEEDED her, but she's home now and all is well. I will try to catch up on my blogging sometime this week....but for now, hope everyone had a great Easter and I hope everyone is having a great Monday;)
3.21.2008
caught in the act
So....I fell asleep in the hammock yesterday;~) I had a massive headache for the better part of the day *may have had something to do with not eating and just having redbull for breakfast...hmmmm?*, so after picking the kids up from school, I decided to go lay outside for a while. The sun was warm on my skin and the gentle rocking of the hammock had me out within a few minutes. Really, it could not be helped. I think I've found a new habit;)
little black dress night
Went our with Beth last night to The Boatyard for Little Black Dress night...just posting one pic for now because Dawn took most of the pictures and I am hoping that her's turned out better than mine!!! Also, the photo guy took some really great pics of us, so I am waiting for him to upload them to the boatyard website so I can steal them...mwahahahahha! Check out my bling! We got goodie bags, but mine was the only one that had the shiny stuff in it;)
3.19.2008
3.17.2008
Happy St Pat's Day!
Every year, Lenny the Leprechaun makes an appearance at our house. Usually just to use the toilet....but this year he decided to eat a few things from the fridge as well! Apparently, the price of gasoline has affected the magical world as well...because this year he didn't leave behind any gold...only a few green carnations! The kids were excited to come home from school today to see if he'd been by the house. Once again, they giggled over the green "pee" in our toilet. Tied to the green carnations that he left behind were notes written on shamrocks in "leprechaun" language! Thank God mum was able to figure out that we could read his messages by looking at them in the mirror! Lenny is the talk of the house tonight....and the kids ate their St Patty's Day themed dinner wondering if he'd like green eggs and ham too;)
ewww! Leprechaun pee-pee! *I really wish he'd start flushing the toilet!*
The St Pat's spread! Green eggs and ham, toast with green butter, green milk, and green cupcakes.
I topped the cupcakes with chocolate shavings. YUM!
ewww! Leprechaun pee-pee! *I really wish he'd start flushing the toilet!*
The St Pat's spread! Green eggs and ham, toast with green butter, green milk, and green cupcakes.
I topped the cupcakes with chocolate shavings. YUM!
Another visitor....and a pretty
Look who made an appearance in our backyard today! He blends in very well with the grass, so click on the picture to enlarge so you can see him!
Also, I have been looking for a round, black coffee table for the living room. I have been to EVERY SINGLE furniture store in town....and no luck. Ginger and I were at the antique mall on Saturday when I came across this little beauty! The top is a bit worn and deperately needs some paint...but just LOOK at those legs! I am in love with this table....and as an added bonus....it only cost me $38! YEHAW!
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