Are ya ready for some Football?!

Colby had his very first practice last night. How stinkin cute is he? He's in the white and blue jersey with the 48 on it. Bless his little heart. He tried his best and it was 150 flippin degrees today. Well it felt like it anyhow. In the black and white he's saying no more mama, no more lolol

what.the.hell.did.i.do?

So my hair grew out a little bit since I last had it cut in Nov of 2007. Seriously, I thought that if I paid $75 for a haircut that it should last at least a year. My follicles had other plans. No, they decided to grow out, become frizzy and split. Hmmm-it sounds kinda like my transformation into puberty. EW, shudder at the flashbacks.

I wont name the place that I went to and waited an hour to be seen because I didn't call ahead. Don't they know who I am? I mean, I guess they could have thought I was just a regular person because I didnt have one my stalkers walking behind me holding the sign that says "I love Missy". She had "stuff" to do. Or like babies to give birth to or whatever. Seriously, arent I more important than life itself? Literally hahaha.

Anyhow can I just say that karma is a bitch. See, a few months back I tried to give my Pomeranian a summer hair shave. It didnt work out so well. I got paid back 10 fold with my hideous new do. I love layers but she cut my front to short. If I'm not careful with styling it, it will end up giving off a mullet vibe. Which brings me to the other karma I had coming to me because of the mullet hunting I did when we went to that WWE pro wrestling event.

seriously, I hate the universe right now.

exhibit a.



P.S. i totally took this pic going 75mph on my way to a wedding an hour away. What can I say? I was bored.

Something Wicked This Way Comes.....

I had to make one of these. Its some of my favorite hits from the 80's. When the mid 90's hit I was soooooooo glad that the 80's were over. I thought that it was the WORST decade ever. I hated to look at pics because of the clothes. The music disturbed me. It was like nails on a chalkboard when I would here "everybody wang chung tonight...".

Now, I love it but I REALLY do not ever want to see white Keds sneakers, biker shorts, and oversized t-shirts EVER come back into style. Those are not good for us ladies who are living larg and in charge.

I dont know what made me want to make one of these. I'm feeling strange lately. Kinda ancy. Something is brewing. I can feel it. I'm having dreams. I've been writing them down trying to see if I can draw any meaning from them. I'm probably looking to deep into them but I cant help but wonder if something is brewing on the horizon.....

Waiting...

one from the birth of baby A. Born on Tues night. More to come :)

"CRACK MAN"

Convo with my 11 year old.

"Hey mom, guess what."
"Whats that?"
"I had to get a new butt."
"Whys that?"
"Cause my old one had a crack in it."


So, in order for our boys to play football this year we have to buy them ID's from the DMV. My 5 year old thought this meant he could drive and tried to drive home. We only let him drive for a few miles. We value our vehicle. Oh, and our lives.

Anyhow, while we were waiting to be called up to the window the guy next to us was called first. He was a rather large man. I'd say weighing in at about 350lbs easy. He was leaning over the counter conversing with the teller and Spanky started to giggle. He said "look at that guy up there. You can see his crack a little bit.". Sure enough, the valley began to peek. Now, he had an entire family sitting behind him and the dad was trying to lean back so it wasnt so "up in yo'face". The little girls were giggling and that made me giggle. I tried to hold it in, I did. I swear on my Vera Bradley. Now, evertime this guy would shift his weight, his pants would inch downward. Slowly the valley became the Grand Canyon. I kid you not, there was at LEAST 6 inches of crack showing. Okay, I admit I broke out into a full on bar room Julia Roberts laugh. I couldnt help it! Spanky was shushing me but the more he told me to be quiet the more I cracked up. I was not alone though. I heard others giggling too. Our number was called and we had to walk by the info desk and there was a couple standing there giggling and the info girl was too. I said "please tell me if we're being Punked." Well that made the laugh that much harder and finally the "Crack man" as I know call him walked out of the DMV never to know of the wonders that he shared with us that day.

Oh and I think I saw Jimmy Hoffa in there waving from the bottom of the crevasse.

SO WE'RE ALLERGIC TO BEES

YUCK!

I had to find out the hard way that my 5 year old was allergic to bees. the poor guy was stung sitting on the couch minding his own business when a "European Hornet" decided he didn't like the way Colby was sitting. He didn't have an aniphylactic shock but he did develop weird bumps popping up on his skin and itching very very badly. He's much better now. He got a huge needle in the butt and was so good that I bought him a new betta fish. He picked him out himself and named him "roadburner". dont ask. I have no idea why he named him that lol

For you Katie....

Peace, love and an easy healthy delivery of your baby are my wishes for you...

Day Tuesday- Dear GOD

Dear GOD,

If you love me, if you have any mercy in your heart for me, then you'll understand my letter.

I know you can understand since you are a parent yourself. For the love of gravy, can you make VA send kids to school all year round??

Day 191-So I thought I had crabs...

Or some type of infestation on my body. Let me explain before I go on to make myself sound like a dirty hobo who never baths except in the month of June and maybe Christmas Eve if they're in a shelter for the night.

Anyhow, I was sitting here getting aquainted with my new totally rad laptop when I felt something tickling my upper arm. I went to bat it away and glanced over and saw that ther was a small black thing with arms moving that I had assumed was a tick. I HATE ticks. I know they all have their place in the circle of life but I dont want to be included in their circle. If they were high school girls, they'd be that girl from the breakfast club with the braces wired across her face and the neckbrace. Remember when she tried to drink the soda? Okay so thats them in the 80's high school social scale.

So, I go to pull it off and take it to the toilet to flush it and I get a closer look. This is not at ALL a tick. I start freaking, but I cant get up because I'm surrounded by laptops and tons of papers I just finished organizing and didnt want to put back together. And Good grief, my dog has bad gas tonight. Lawsy mercy I really think she might be rotting from the inside out. Its just not natural to omit smells like that. If I lit a match, we'd probably explode. Shew.

Anyhow, back to my story. I'm calling for Number 1 to come help me and begging him to get it off and throw it into the toilet and he comes over, looks at my arm, sees this freaking bug and says "i dont see anything mom". Okay his eyes grew to the size of saucers and he's trying to tell me he didnt see anything. He lies, about as well as I do. Finally I get him to bat it away but he bats it onto the front of my shirt. I'm holding my shirt out as far as it will stretch and I get a closer look at it. It has claws. It looks like a miniature crawdad or scorpion. Well that just freaks me out even more because I am just convinced its poisoned me and I'm going to die and with one flick of the hand its crushed. I'm covered in bug carcas. Okay maybe its just a spec but still, somethings guts were on me.

So, I look up this little creature to make sure I havent contracted herpes or dyptheria, cholerah or rocky mounted spotted purple zig zag fever and what not and I find out that its a totally harmless bug. Its not normall seen and I killed it. I felt bad for about 5 seconds and hunted down pics to show you all my trophy squash.

I really do feel bad though. I dont like to hurt harmless bugs. Seriously though folks, does it look scary to you? would you want that crawling on you? hale to the no! its called a psuedoscorpion or something like that. I cant spell tonight. I'm whooped.

peace love spongy cake

Day 189-Getting it off my chest....

So as some of you may know, I do a photo-a-day for the local newspaper. Granted, I've been falling off the mark as far as posting every single day but goodness, I didnt think this would be such an undertaking.

I do love blogging though. I love putting all my quirkiness and insecurities out there for all the world to see. Seriously, it makes me feel normal reading it back because I pretend that I'm reading someone else's blog and I get to make fun of myself. Ya know, sometimes I am seriously outta my gourd. What the heck is a gourd anyways?

Anyhow, while blogging for the paper I found that I was the top rated blog at the newspaper website. With all my crazy-girl might, I said to myself, "they like me, they really really like me". But alas, it was not to be. Apparently I was reported as talking to much about my photography business and was sent an email stating that if I didnt "steer clear of the blatant self-promotion
or we will deactivate your account".

Seriously folks, I'm sorry for mentioning that I am a photographer who runs her own business but I am proud of that fact. I wont deny it. This is who I am and photography is a big part of my life. Its what keeps me sane. It brings money into my home to help feed and clothe my kids.

I'm also not going to post photos online without watermarks so that some idiot can right click and copy it. They'll use it to post on their own websites trying to pass my work off as their own. I've had it happen before and its not something I really want to deal with again.

So, you may start seeing my posts here at the personal blog from now on. I dont want to offend any "haters" with my blantant self-promotion. I do admit out of the oh, 100 or so posts I've placed over at the newspaper blog, only a few advertised for my photography business. If I'm taking the time to write up a blog for them to draw in readers then why can't I post some of my day to day life that happens to include frequent wedding and family photography.
http://www.fauquier.com/blogs/art-life/ theres the link to my blog over at the newspaper. I only see 3 or 4 posts that reference my business.

UGH-I CANT STAND JEALOUS HATERS!

Lazy Summer Days...

Remember when life was fun? I dont mean going out and drinking and partying, I mean really just loving life. Think back to jump rope, hop scotch, bike riding and tire swings.

These are for you C. I love you.











What I love the most about these, is that you dont have to see his face to know that he is having a great time...

DAY 184-WHEN I DIP, YOU DIP, WE DIP

Just one from last nights wedding. My first winery wedding and I LOVED it!!

JUST HAD TO SAY........

That if you LOVED Napoleon Dynamite as much as I did you will LOVE this movie. Its called Eagle Vs. Shark. Its sooooo funny. Its in the same humor as ND but with New Zealanders.



"YEAH FOOL SUCKA..." Lmao

Day 183-Soooooooooooooo

I've been working on a new self portrait for my website...

what do ya think? I think it sums up everything I love-margaritas, plumeria and a Bob Marley kinda feel. Oh yeah. I rule.