D is for...

Daisy

These are growing in my front yard. I love spring!

Silly Me

I admit it. I'm not so smart. Here I am trying to disguise my pictures by blowing them up to just show a tiny piece. Then, I label them with the name of what they are. Just put your cursor over the picture, you'll see it. Happy guessing!

The Letter C

C is for...

You don't get any clues this time.
I think this one is easy.
Do you?

The Letter B

B is for:

Here are your hints:

It works best with heat.

You can take it fishing.

Or on a picnic.

It smells when working.

Leave your answers in the comments. Guess as many times as you want. The first correct answer wins.

Picture Alphabet

The letter A

Can you guess what this is?

I'll give you a few hints:

It's two.

It can have a different name.

The name I'm calling it, starts with an A.

Be the first one to guess correctly in the comment section. You won't win a prize, but people will think your smart.

The continuing saga

So technically, he's not totally right. We don't know for sure it's a tree.
But look how much it has changed since the last time I tried to convince myself that I was right.
And now I'm pretty much resigned to the fact that it's probably not a weed. (notice the words fact and probably used in the same sentence? I must not be totally convinced.)
OK, so I'm sure it's not a weed. Sheesh.
I'm not telling Chad that it's not a weed though. I'm just not going to say anything more about it.
He won't see this post and I'm not saying it's a tree.

Rosie

Do you guys remember Rosie? Here she is with her sister Mitzi when they were first born last June.

Mitzi moved away soon after about 8 weeks. But Rosie thought she would just stay here and play ball.

But then she started dreaming of the outside world. And wished for her own little girl. So she moved to Las Vegas where she could live the rest of her life as Makenzie's very own doggy.

I got a letter and a picture from her the other day. She said she is happy and content. She loves her new family. Here she is with Emma. She wishes us well, but doesn't really miss the dirt. She has grass now.

This bud's for you.

These are for you! I stole them from my sister. Go ahead, take them. Do they smell good?

OK, so I didn't really steal them. My sister gave them to me as a birthday gift. Only not for my birthday and not from her.
They bloomed on Thursday and they are purple. Thursday was my mom's birthday.

Just Kidding!

Ha Ha. I was just kidding when I told you yesterday that I wasn't going to blog anymore. Did I trick you? Were you like, NOOO, she can't do that? I hope you were worried. But if you weren't, that's ok too! I don't even know why I said it. Just one of those moods I guess.

But really, I don't have anything to blog about today. Have any suggestions?

Oh, I do have one thing. My poor dog Alley doesn't feel good today. She came the house tonight walking weird. At first, I laughed at her cause it looked funny. But then I realized something was wrong. She's not really limping, but kind of high-stepping. Like if her leg is kind of numb and she's not quite sure where to step. My poor Alley. I hope she doesn't die soon. I would really be sad and I gave her a really funny hair-cut. I don't want her to die with that do, that would be tragic.

Ok now, any suggestions?

No more blogging!

I just wanted to tell you all that there will be no more blogging. I have run out of things to say. I just can't come up with one good post, so I'll have to hang it up.

Well...except for that one picture that I want to tell you about. I'll save that for tomorrow.

See you then!

More Sundance Drama

Here is the link (click here) to the news story about the Sundance Kid that Lindsy mentioned. We only get to see CJ's legs though (darn it). I can't wait to find out the answer. Is it him? I'm gonna guess yes.

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You know the drill

I knew I'd find a way

SMOOTH...I finally found a way to blog at work. All I had to do was start a blog centered around you guessed it...work. I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner. Oh well...better late then never.

Inside - Saitta Trudeau (Check it out here!)

Sticks and Stones

Do you know what this is? It's a stone. Karley took this picture under the bleachers at the races. She said it was pretty.


Do you know what this is? It's a stick. Poor thing. was being choked out by weeds and grass.


So I pulled the junk and gave the little stick some room to breath.

This lady bug was mad though...she was sleeping under the cool grass.
Hey! Does it look like that stick is getting some buds? Naw! It can't be. Why?
Because it's a weed stick. Weed stick's don't get buds.

Spray on Bed Liners

Look how cool!
Anthony is doing Vortex Bed Liners right here in Pahrump, Nevada.
This is a brand new 2009 Dodge Ram. He preps the bed then sho0ts this black vinyl stuff into the back of the truck.
Did I mention that this is a Brand New 2009 Dodge Ram Pickup? And now it has this really cool spray on bed liner that will save it from rust and damage. Woo Hoo Anthony! That is way cool.

Text to Photo

Before we get to more of the great photo's the kids took, I want to tell you about a fun texting conversation I had with my dad today. He will probably kill me for showing you, but he doesn't read my blog very often so maybe I can have it buried before he reads again. hehe...

Me: Have you talked to Sindee lately? She doesn't answer me.
Dad: Talked to her yesterday. she had yesterday &today off.
Me: Ok. Did you really type that? Or did someone else? ;-)
Dad:Ha ha
Me: That's what I thought!
Dad: Just me & myself. text message is for the birds
Me: It is? Like chickens? Or like turkeys?
Dad: Both
Me: LOL (laughing out loud)
Dad: B4N (by for now)
Me: LOL. I am impressed. TTYL or TTL for short. (talk to you later)

a few minutes later...

SinDee: Dad said you are trying to get ahold of me? Are you texting my house phone again?
Me: Oh let's see.
Me: Ummmmmm. Yep! I should fix that.
Me: I'll resend.

I love texting!

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I don't know for sure which kid took which picture. They sure did manage to get great pictures of all the adults.

Little Photographers

I love giving the camera to the kids to play with. I always get great pictures that I never would have taken myself.

Like this picture of the back door. I wouldn't have thought to get this shot, but Baily did.

Or this of Kristy, I think she was scared.

How about this one of all the medicine and the Macaroni and Cheese? Oh wait, I took that one.


And this attempt of Alivia's eyelashes. Umm, I took that one too.


But this one of my kids when they were little was taken by Baily, she didn't believe grandpa that the one on the right is her daddy. So, grandpa took it off the wall so she could get a good look at it, and it doesn't hurt to take of picture this cool picture.

Here's a good one of Awesome Lindsy. Someone waist high took this. We're all about big eyes and tongues here.


I asked Karley why she was taking another picture of the TV. She said she wasn't. This is a picture of the trophies on the TV. (silly grandma)
This is Sharon, she's awesome too! But shhh, don't tell Lindsy. And see what I mean? Big eyes and tongues.


These chips are for the ride home. Did you know Pringles makes cheeseburger flavored chips? YUCK!
That brush in this picture isn't really used for anything, we don't brush our hair here.
I'll show you some more great pictures tomorrow.

Lindsy's Awesome! (she told me to say that)

But it really is true. (she told me to say that too! I was going to say it, but she said it before I had a chance to write it.)

And she's happy with that.

Let's Play

I have an idea. I'm just not sure how to implement it. I want to start a new game, and I want you to play. For now, we'll play it on this blog and if it goes over well, I'll move it to it's own.
Here is what I'm thinking;
Let's write some stories together. I'll start the story, and then you add on to it in the comments. You can even add your comments anonymously if you want, although I hope you'll really want the credit for your part of the story.
I think this will be really fun. I haven't completely thought this out yet, so there aren't really any rules. Let's just see how it goes. Ready to give it a try? Let's start out with something really silly.

This is a story about Mickey Mouse, only he's not really a mouse, and his name isn't really Mickey. It's Brian, but he likes to call himself Mickey. His mom always says that he shouldn't tell people that his name is Mickey because it confuses them. He thinks it's OK because some of the other mice in the neighborhood are named Mickey. "Mickey and Mouse just go together" he tells his mom. "Yes Brian", his mom says "but your not a mouse, and only mice should be named Mickey". "One day", his mother continues, "you'll see when..........................

OK. it's your turn. Add a word or a paragraph or whatever. Have fun.

Heat

I'm a heat person. I like a lot of heat. A lot of different heats. Here are a few of my favorites:

Oven heat: Ohh, it just feels good to stand over the stove with the oven door open. Give it a try. After baking, instead of wasting all the fabulous oven heat, open the door and let it pour out.

Dryer heat: This is the best part of doing laundry. Grab the towels out of the dryer as soon as they are dry, but before the cool down cycle. Wrap them around your shoulders and just bask in the heat.

Electric Blanket heat: Nothing can make me go to sleep quicker than a bed all warmed up with an electric blanket.

Shower heat: If your skins doesn't turn pink, it's not hot enough.

what's your favorite kind of heat?

***Birthday Alert******Birthday Alert***

It's someones birthday!

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My blog

Wow - I just happen to love my blog right now. I just want to look at it...for a minute, or two, maybe a little longer.

I'm sure you all think I've fallen off my rocker, but really, I haven't. I just didn't know this would be so much fun. So with a little help from a few places like; thecutestblogontheblock.com and picnik.com, I think my blog looks fabulous right now.

Sorry, I'm not usually so vain. I am just really surprised. I didn't know I could be this creative. And I had no idea that it would be this fun. When I first started blogging, I was really shy. I've moved up now, and I'm only kind of shy. It used to feel like I was standing in front of a million people, naked, and they were looking at every imperfection. And now, reality has hit and my million people have turned into about 5 or 6, and my clothes are back on, and I'm on my couch in my living room visiting, and it's not so scary. In fact, it's kind of like therapy.

Ok, thanks for listening.

Spring Time

I'm so ready for spring. I've had enough winter and I can't wait to see the trees blooming.

Hey, I wonder how Chad's weed-tree is doing. I'll have to check it out and let you know.

More on Pocahontas

Remember a while ago, I told you (here), that I was related to Pocahontas? I also showed you a picture so you could see the resemblance. Well anyway, I wanted to tell you where I got that from.

Back in 1987, my mom's cousin Clyde was the Editor of a book titled "Our Heritage". He describes the book as "a collection of the writings of various descendants of Edwin Whiting. Their subject is a history of the Whiting Family over a period of two centuries."

The very first story in the book was written by Clyde G. Leamaster in 1986 and it's titled:

A Biographical sketch of the Parents of Edwin Whiting

The second footnote in this first story is the reason I say I'm related to Pocahontas. This is what it says:

There is some claim that the mother of Sally Hewlett, a woman named Mary Lewis, was a descendant of the famous Indian princess, Pocahontas, who married John Rolfe, and was taken to England where a portrait was painted of her in 1616. It was John Rolfe who first learned how to cultivate tobacco from the Indians and it was he who introduced tobacco to Europe. It is said that Pocahontas died at the age of 21 in 1617 in London, leaving one son. The claim that, through her mother (Mary Lewis, b. 1763) Sally Hulett descends from Pocahontas is not fully substantiated but if it is true, then she would have been a great-great-great-grand-daughter of that famous women in early American history.

So, there you have it. My claim to famous relatives. Sally Hewlett (notice the two spellings of Hewlett)would be my great-great-great-great-great-grand-mother. So Pocahontas would be my "9-great" grandmother.

How cool is that?

***Birthday Alert******Birthday Alert***

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Hello?

Hey! I know your there. Why don't you say hello? You know you want to. Not sure what to say? How 'bout...hi, that ought to work. C'mon. It might be fun!

Pictures of funerals

"Grandpa's dead". That's what Camron told anyone who would listen. Marvin's dad, Stanley Marvin Hatton was buried today and I will forever have a picture of his funeral etched in my mind.

Camron is four and he is usually not very thrilled about being in church. Today was no different. He sat at the end of the pew in the first row with his parents. "I want to go home" he kept telling his mommy. His mom reassured him that we were almost done and asked him to please just sit there for a minute. He was fidgety and curious. Curious about all the people sitting behind him, crying. As he sat on his knees facing the back of the church, he finally laid his head down on his arms that were crossed along the back of the pew, like a pillow. A few minutes later, he was asleep.

As Camron slept, I couldn't help myself; I smiled. I think everyone else also smiled. It was definitely a kodak moment, one that I will not soon be forgetting.

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Prizes

Just because I'm feeling a little generous, I've decided to give away a 2nd and 3rd place prize for the "Did I Really Do That?" game. Why so generous you ask? Well, actually it's guilt. I'm just trying to pass it off as generosity.
Because of some unforeseen circumstances, I'm putting off posting the answers and winners. Don't worry though, it's just for a week or so. And now there are some really cool prizes that will make it worth the wait.

Did I Really Do That?

The final topics for Did I Really Do That?, are up. I'll leave them up without answers for a few day's to give everyone who wants to, a chance to catch up. Here's a peek at the prize. It's still anyone's game.

Family Ties

Did I ever tell you that I was related to Pocahontas? If you look close enough, you might see a resemblance.



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