this may be universal with boys, that's what i've heard, but i wonder, do all boys need a little fire under their bee-hives to get them moving?
moving as in work.
not moving as in being alive.
i don't know, maybe this is a 'kid issue' and not just a boy issue. either way, some days it's like pulling teeth to get a few chores done around the house. however, yesterday it's like the bus dropped off the wrong children. like most days, i have a list. whether it be in my mind or on a sheet of paper, the list exists. well, yesterday, it was on paper. i was all prepared for the 'battle' that i was sure was awaiting me and wouldn't you know it, MY CHILDREN, with little to no arguing did their list AND i even had one that went above and beyond saying, and i quote "mom, i think i'll just pick up the air soft bb's from the patio cuz i think that would help you and sam (sam's gun was running low)!! you can imagine the way my heart swelled with pride. so, try this out for yourself...give them their i-pods, with permission to turn it as loud as need be, bribe with a few bucks cash and watch them BLOSSOM before your own eyes.
today, however, it looks like the bus driver dropped off the right kids after all. that's ok, i'll keep um. sometimes lazy and all. at least their MY lazy and i love them just the same.

pruning in february??

it's a fact.
i love snow.
i'm extremely jealous that my Midwest fam is hunkered down in the middle of a snowstorm.
i would like to be there with them.
they, on the other hand, would probably like to have spend the day doing what i was doing.
i was a pruning machine.
prune. prune. prune.
mr. snow, you've had your chance. please don't come back and kill my plants. you know the ones that are BUDDING.
that would make me not like you anymore.
mrs.sunshine, i love you.

spit wads...

it's morning. WHO got up in the night and pelted the kitchen window with spit wads?
it must have been a burglar cuz no one is claiming this one.
suspicious. very suspicious.

vegging & living on the edge....

a weekend away, with friends. i love the ring of that. relaxing, talking, sleeping, eating....yup, it was good.
not only did we do all that but somewhere in there, we found time to get out on the mountain and snowmobile.

i did it.
not only did i drive it.
i liked it.

who would've thought? you have to know that my extent of driving something other than a car would be a golf cart.
but oh the power i felt. with just the flip of the wrist, i was off and running.
i was hesitant at first but then, THEN i came to my sense's and realized that i may never get the chance again so i went.
i hate being cold. hate all the drama of bundling up layer after layer only to step outside and immediately wish i were back inside. well, not this day.
it was well worth the 20 mins. it took me to dress for the occasion.
anywho, good times.
the down side, i'm walking like i'm an old woman (please, no comment). i can hardly get my booty up off this chair. i used muscles i didn't know i had. i seriously feel like i've just spent an hour will jillian.
but, that being said, given the chance,i'd go back tomorrow....




the hub and his wife.


why yes, that is me in the blue coat. followed my SIL, cindy, who also ROCKED it.


where i spent the better half of 3 days.


some would say i'm a angel. most would say i'm not.


my 'hanging' buddys. cindy, karla and kay


God's masterpiece.


sun peaks at sunset.


our boys.