So not going to lie…feeling a little cynical on the whole marriage thing.
But…my little sister, who is in her late twenties so has lived the high life, is engaged. Super great guy, too. Totally has my approval, though he asked my parents and not me. But I’ll forgive him.
Yeah, super sweet. Asked both my mom and dad. Popped the question at my dads birthday in front of tons of family. Way better than some over the top crazy way.
I wish them the best in love and happiness for always and ever.
I didn’t realize my dad can draw so intricately on a white board the size of his hand. Anything for the granddaughter that shares his birthday.
Melting a milk jug over a flame. Dangerous, yet fun.
An old family favorite from my uncle. :)
My dad’s garden…Day 1. Fresh veggies…yummy!
I have so much fun with my kids…
All Ernest wants to do is play some Mario and I sneak attack him.
Flannery needed a knee kissed from a tumble and instead of doing it the old fashioned way, she got a flip and a kiss. Then a kiss on her chalky little mouths.
We were looking at old photos from when my grandparents were kids. They all were the same poses with people standing in front of the house or some bushes. The women generally smile while the men do not.
These days it’s all about the art of the selfie from our smart phones.
I think I’ve mentioned the love of football my family has. It’s the playoffs and I have an uncle who’s a diehard Green Bay fan. My dad is a 9ers fan all the way.
Such a great game tonight. Family, beer, food and all the shit talking you can imagine.
So fun. So freaken incredibly fun.
A girl and her grampa.
By far the best picture I took today.
It’s been a long time since I posted a montage. So because my sister and I were reminiscing the other day and I took pictures of pictures…here you go!!!
This is my beautiful, wonderful wonder woman. My mama. This is the only photo out of chronological order, I think this was about twenty years ago.
My foxy father. No wonder why my mom fell. This was 32 years ago…puts him at about 36. I was 2.
That super cute girl in the middle with the plain white T…that’s me!! The big 2. 1980.
Me again…2 years. My mom made the scarf and hat…its where I get my talent from. The woman in the background was my preschool teacher, Miss Debbie. Crazy how I remember that.
I think I’m petting a goat. 4 years maybe? I apparently liked wearing lowcut tops even back then. :)
These three beauties are my Gramma (who I look just like), my uncle Alan’s mom and my Gramma’s sister. This was 1985 at my baby sister’s baby shower. My gramma passed away about 4 years later and her showing up in any kind of picture is rare and extremely special.
Ah…me and my baby sister. She’s 3 and I’m 10.
My sister from other parents. My bestie best friend. We started hanging out in junior high and still talk today. True, we went our separate paths, but life always brings us back together. I love her to death. Yes, that is NKOTB in the background. We were huge fans. That’s even Jordan Knight on my pillow. Let’s call this 13 years old.
My pretty dog, Spock. Had him from 1 – 13 years old. When I was 16 we had to put him to sleep because he couldn’t walk anymore. Doberman’s have an average life span of 8-10 years so we were pretty damn lucky to have him as long as we did. I still have his dog tags on my keys. He was the absolute greatest dog ever.
Just a super rad picture of my dad driving their jeep. Probably about 15 years ago.
Me and my bestie in high school. I had already started dying my hair. I don’t think she ever did…smart girl. :)
19. Drinking soda. Damn, I wish my hair was that long again!! I’m trying! I’m trying!!
Then fast forward to last Monday. Me and my man. He’s showing off his chip and Batman.
Then just Wednesday night…my baby girl and her first curls. It wouldn’t have been right without the classic hold up the phone to the mirror shot.
My great gramma, Mona.
There are hardly any pictures of my mom’s dad’s mom. One of my distant cousins found this photo and put it on Fbook. It’s soooo awesome! I don’t ever remember seeing a photo of this woman.
I can so see my mom’s features in her. She looks like a jovial woman. Wish I could have met her.
So kind of a cheat…not my photo nor was I not the original photographer.
