Monday, February 22, 2010

What Goes Around . . .

After Ashley posted this darling picture of second cousins Kimball and Cole on her blog, I totally ripped it off and plunked it down here. Precious, no?
And now comes more fun . . .

Mommy Ashley and Baby Kimball . . .

Mommy Kristen and Baby Cole . . .

. . . and here are those two mommies back in the day--just before
they started driving and hitting the dating scene
It's true what they say, what goes around, comes around.
(But hopefully NOT those floral patterned jeans and that over-sized yellow sweater--WWIT?)

Friday, February 19, 2010

Throwing in the Towel

View from my front door

Okay. I give. I'm crying "uncle." No joke. And it is only February. I don't think my credit card will be able to hold up under the strain of my "retail therapy" much longer in my attempt to remain sane. For the sake of our future financial security, Mr. Sun better make an extended appearance, and he better do it soon. BTW, what does that person on the phone mean when he says, "Ma'am, we've been noticing an unusual amount of activity on your credit card this last week . . . ." What's up with that? Weird.

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Sunday, February 14, 2010

A Few of My Loves

Wordle: Valentine Note
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"Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved."
--Victor Hugo

Friday, February 12, 2010

Take a Look--But Only If You Have a Chunk of Time To Kill

As promised, here are more than just a few(!) photos from Dave & Dee's New Year's Day Shindig & Wingdings of yore. We started up this nonsense before 2007; however, after meticulously culling my photo files for pictures of those lost years, I came up with absolutely NOTHIN'. I'm starting to think that the coughevidencecough, er, photos of those early years were mysteriously deleted from my computer. No Way! Yes! And on purpose! Gasp! I'm betting it had something to do with that hissy fit Dave threw one year over having the "Little River Band" record album stolen from him in the white elephant gift exchange. Em-bear-esss-ing. Especially when Dave turned that smile into a frown and ran and told Grandma Pauline. (My apologies if some of the photos are mixed into the wrong year. My memory only stretches as far as where the latest shoe sale is being held.)




For as scary looking as that nativity tchotchke is, it sure is popular. Abraham Lincoln's contribution (a nifty five-spot) helps the nativity's image. A ton.

Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Looks Like Somebody Took Umbrage

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who looked at this list (check it out to reload and refresh your memories) and scratched their noggin, thinking, "Are we even on the same planet as this man?" The author of the article below, Susan Aylworth, takes great pains to be diplomatic and tactful in referring to the previous list (see her opening paragraph), but as delicate as she tries to be, by the very fact that she felt compelled to write this article hints that deep down she must have blown a gasket, hurled the first list across the room at her husband, and simply said, "that man!" as her husband probably blinked at her in alarm, but managed to keep his mouth shut. He's a quick learner; two or three tries at defending his gender must have taught him a big lesson.

Although I still feel like a slacker as I glance over this list, I can at least pronounce the book titles (as opposed to that other loony list), and I have even managed to see my way through to the end of a few of these selections. Yes I have, Mr. Skeptical. Interestingly, most of these books are written by women. I'm not trying to make any sort of a superiority statement with that, I'm just pointing out that women rule.

Oh, okay! I'll pacify you men out there; I'll try that again: I'm just pointing out that women rule . . . on this particular book list. Is that better? Love ya, guys!

Click on list to see if any of your faves are included.
Mine? "To Kill a Mockingbird." Near perfection.