This castle was owned by ancestors of mine. You might recognise it from "Monty Python, and the holy Grail". Castle Stalker of Oben, Scotland!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
I'm back!
Okay, I know I'm a little over dramatic (or whatever you want to incert there), but I was really missing my blogging buddies, my Facebook pals and horse, and emailing my mother. Anyway I am back, so look for a bunch of new posts from me, and some pictures, Finally!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
I'm going throught withdrawls!
Urgent, barely made it to a computer. Thought I was going to die. Computer died, miss it bad!!!!!! Need fix, need,...fix! Help!!!!!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Going green/ Penny peices
HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY!!!!!! Made green eggs and ham for breakfast. Threw part of it away. Gavin and Sophie didn't want to eat it. "Looked yucky!" Tim is in Wyomning. I missed him. Went to my Mommy's house last night and watched the season finally of "Big Bang". Loved it! So Funny. If you've ever met my brother Jake, then you jnow he'd be the perfect sheldon.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Dog turd cookies?
Yeah, I know it sounds ominous, but Once I heard the story, I knew it had to be told:
Last night Ashlee, Gavin, and Sophie went to play at Nana's and Papa's house, while Mommy, and Daddy went to play with adults. Papa went to make treats for they children. He ALWAYS makes sugery snacks when they are there, or in anticipation of them comming. The Kids want to help last night. At the ages they are they aren't very helpful. My Dad said that they fired question after question at him. "what's that?" "what do you do with it?""Can I have some?""How long will it take?""Can mom have one, and maybe dad?""I don't want one can my dolly have one?". Finally my dad just told the kids that they were dog turds. I know, right?
So when I got to my parents house to pick up my small, innocent children, my sweet boy asked me, "Hey Mom! Do you want a Dog turd?"
Last night Ashlee, Gavin, and Sophie went to play at Nana's and Papa's house, while Mommy, and Daddy went to play with adults. Papa went to make treats for they children. He ALWAYS makes sugery snacks when they are there, or in anticipation of them comming. The Kids want to help last night. At the ages they are they aren't very helpful. My Dad said that they fired question after question at him. "what's that?" "what do you do with it?""Can I have some?""How long will it take?""Can mom have one, and maybe dad?""I don't want one can my dolly have one?". Finally my dad just told the kids that they were dog turds. I know, right?
So when I got to my parents house to pick up my small, innocent children, my sweet boy asked me, "Hey Mom! Do you want a Dog turd?"
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
What snow?
Okay, seriously wondering where the snow is? It hasn't hit here yet. I seriously doubt that there will be any, at least at my house.
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