Archive for March, 2012

March 28, 2012

3.28.365: Fresh Bruises

Softball is a dangerous past time, especially when your pitcher thinks it’s easier to hit you when you’re running to first base than to throw the ball all the way to the first baseman.

Boys are dumb.


March 27, 2012

3.27.365: A ghetto-tastic Kludge

On my last hike up to the mountain, I was pulling my camera out of my backpack when it slipped out of my hands and landed lens first on a rock. The clips that hold the lens onto the body shattered, making it impossible to keep the lens attached.

I may have cried a little.

I know this is a stock lens but it is the one I use every single day. It works for me. I like it. It likes me. We make beautiful pictures together. Since a new lens is WAY out of my budget this month, I went with the ghetto way out. When in doubt, grab the duct tape.

Hey- at least it was pretty duct tape.

March 26, 2012

3.26.365: Day three: Will it never end?

These children, always with the wanting of dinner. EVERY night.

I like cooking when I feel like cooking. When I don’t? I feel like crying a river of salty tears every time I hear a small voice say, “Mama, what’s for dinner?”

I don’t know, child o’ mine. When are you going to learn I never know until it’s 6pm and I’m standing in front of the fridge?

March 25, 2012

3.25.365: Day Two: I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

I say I’m not going to eat anything after dinner. Then 10 o’clock rolls around and I begin to hear the sweet siren song of a package of unopened Lemonades. Who could resist going into the light?

Not I. I’m weak when faced with Girl Scout Cookies. Weak, I tell you.


March 25, 2012

3.24.365: Opening Day

Let me introduce you to my friends, my soul-sisters, and the sexiest Mamas on the planet. I love these girls.

It took me a long time to find them but it was worth the wait.

In this picture we’re hanging out in the Snack Shack on opening day of Little League. We’re working hard, in between hardly working.

March 19, 2012

3.19.365: Something Funny

Phineas, the wonder pup. He’s constantly in a state of wonder. “I wonder what that is, I wonder what this is, I wonder what will happen if I stick my nose here.”

Today he learned if he sticks his nose in my camera, I will take his picture.

Silly dog.

March 19, 2012

3.18.365: A corner of your home

Where I sit and watch the kids playing in the snow.

March 19, 2012

3.11.365: Someone you talked to today

These punks as we hiked up the mountain this afternoon.

March 19, 2012

3.10.365: Loud

I waited all day to take my picture because I was sure that the Mud Bog Racing was going to be super loud. Then, I forgot my camera at home!! So this is a really terrible picture taken with my craptacular phone.

It was very loud though.

March 7, 2012

3.7.365: Something you wore today

Orange Orange Tshirt and skinny-girl jeans I couldn’t fit my butt into a month ago.

Doesn’t it feel great when you can button a pair of jeans again?