I miss the Trees

Probably one of the few things I miss about Illinois are all the REAL trees, not the shriveled up bushes and weeds likely found round these parts. Trees that have earned and commanded their plot of earth. Trees that have seen and will see many more years than I ever will or would want to. Standing so grand, arms lifting higher each passing year, so proudly introducing each new season. For when the trees declare it is Autumn or Spring, by golly it is so. And the colors. Wow. But even bare and covered in snow, they are never to be defeated. How steadfast they are, never wavering or slouching in the weights they bare...oh to be like a tree. Indeed, I do miss them.

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yeah, I really should learn to proofread, lol

Tune-rific Tuesday

Just cuz I can't help but chuckle when I hear this song, even though I generally dispise this genre of music.
"and truth be told I miss you,
and truth be told I'm lyin"
Greatness.

Although, IMHO...seeing as this is my blog and all....dudes should NOT wear skinny pants. Ok, actually, very, very few people should wear them. ICK. And I surely hope the shaggy hair fad ends soon...no, make that like Yesterday.

I*HEART*FACES {for the boys}

The theme for the Week 24 challenege is boys, boys, boys.
{kids entry}

Pop over to I*HEART*FACES for some more great testosterone filled photos.

Just in time...

for "Fodder's" Day 2009....a pic only his Daddy could fully appreciate and love.

This is what you get when you ask to see Wy's mad face....lol. Pretty fierce, huh?

Bon Jour du Pere

Happy Father's Day!

And now we're off for a busy day of church, a family get-together, naps...fun stuff like that.
Before you go, feast your eyes on some photos from last night....

On My Mind

Wipeout is the greatest show EVER! Haven't laughed this hard in a long, long time.

My husband, the brave one....so on his way home stops by the RedBox and picks up the new version of Friday The 13th. He loves horror movies. Me, I hate them. Especially the zombie variety. One zombie movie several years ago and I still have nightmares to this day. Yes, I know they aren't real but someone please tell my dreams that.

I find myself increasingly envious of other parents as we make our weekly grocery shopping trip. I see these angelic kiddos sitting quietly and happily, some even sleep *gasp*, and I think to myself, how did they get so lucky? What am I doing wrong?