Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Kickin' it old school.

lets take it back shall we? To a time when cotton panties, crocs and Feria hair dye were all non existent. Ew gross a bug just flew into my screen. That is gonna stain. Anyhow, I'm talking about a time when things were simple. Food was scarce and Native Americans were picking you off one by one for invading a land that didnt belong to you because you were arrogant and believed that just because the English hadnt set up shop there, well then, it must not be civIlized. I'm talking the jamestown settlement. Lots of history, good and bad. I know I am here today because of them but it was just so sad to see the things that brought about our presence in America.

I did take some pics though :) Enjoy a look into the Jamestown settlement here in Va :)

Friday, April 24, 2009

Frea-kay Friday

I know he loves me. How do I know he loves me? Because he lets me do things to him that other men would consider, hmmmm, demeaning? But not my Spanky. No, he proves his love for me in all sorts of ways.

Yesterday, he decided that he wanted a haircut. He asked me to do it but I grumbled and he took it upon himself to go outside and try to shave it on his own. This only resulted in patches of bald spots combined with areas overgrown bushes scattered around his head. I fixed him up and before I sent him on his way I threw out that age old question that every man dreads to hear. "Do you love me?"
"Yessssssss" he sighed.
Prove I said to him. Let me put my initial in your chest hair.
Okay he shrugged.
I began my new found artistic outlet and low and behold I transformed my seemingly normal Spanky into an instant super hero. You see he is a mechanic and well, the "M" for Missy just wasn't what it was supposed to stand for.

Prepare yourselves lady and gents for I present to you, SUPER MECHANIC!

Able to change oil in a single flick of the wrist. Able to rebuild your transmission in meer seconds and do all those other things mechanics do (like jacking up your bill while they just sit on their rumps and play games on their cell phones) in just a few short blinks of the eye.

I took this picture yesterdy and said "Show me your grrrrr face."
This my friends is Super Mechanic's grrrrrr face.

P.S. I'd like to thank my extremely good natured husband who I love with all the beats of my heart for letting me do this to him and take the picture for proof. I dont think I'd replace him with the most hottest version of Justin Timberlake. Well, at least not for a few more years. *wink,wink*

Peace.Love.Strawberry shortcake.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Of these few things I am sure...

1. That you should always test the paint out on your walls before you buy 3 gallons of it.

2. Freezing fresh strawberries does NOT mean they will be the same when you thaw them.

3. Diet Dr. Pepper should be added to the daily nutrition list.

4. Never pull a toy gun out of your purse and lay it down on the counter while standing at the teller window inside the bank looking for your checkbook and drivers license. You will probably be okay if it has the orange on the tip but if not your screwed.

Of these 4 things, I am absolutely sure.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Thats not my name.

I have a new earworm. I LOVE the quirkiness of this song. Its so fun! Listen and enjoy. Listen with an open mind. its catchy :)

I think I've been called "Hell" and "her" before but I think that was probably used in context like "Oh what the hell?. Her again?"

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Its a beautiful world...

It really is. I mean, I try to look at everything with an open mind. I see the leaves on a tree as hair for them. Some, like the weeping willows, have long luxurious tresses. When the wind blows the cascades of leafy hair dance to and fro reminding the pine trees that their pixie do's will never sway back and forth. Of course, then the pine tree gets to blow razzberries at the willow because they get brought inside during Christmas and are adorned with decorations and celebrated. Then the willow reminds the pine tree that after the new year they get tossed out with the garbage and sometimes burned with the brush piles. And so, the sibling rivalry lives on.

I have no idea what I'm talking about today. Its been tough with Granny's passing. I feel creatively tapped. I'm an emotionless zombie lately. I think i held in the hurt of losing her for so long when I was taking care of her that when she passed, I was just drained. I cried but not like I should have. Would she have wanted that though? Nah. I need to get it back though. What good is a photographer with no creative vision? I have 2 full day weddings next month. I'm shaking with fear because I know they want that something "special" added to their photography. I just hope that I'm out of this funk to make sure I deliver on it.

Anyhow, yesterday was our 9th wedding anniversary. Yippee! I got no burn barrel like last year. This year, he spent the entire day with me, cleaned the house from top to bottom, let me take a 2 hour nap in the afternoon and then cooked me a full course dinner. This huge dinner was after he took me to an awesome seafood lunch including stuffed shrimp and crab legs. It really was a great day. For his gift, I let him tattoo a small butterfly on my wrist. Its a very light purple. I'll take a pic and show it to yall soon. I want it to heal up first :)

Now the best part of the day was desert. I picked out this awesome strawberry shortcake with cream cheese filling and cool whip icing. It was TO DIE FOR. It seriously doesnt get anymore sinful than this people. I could hear the pounds growing on my thighs but I did not care one bit. You only live once right? Yep. You only live once. shortcake. (still none for you though loser)

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

I'm just not that into you...

Thats right Mr. Justin Timberlake. I'm just not that into you. You know I just cant get up and leave my family. They need me. Whats that? You want me to fly away to Italy with you? Now you know that its my day to do laundry. It just wouldnt be fair to leave my Spanky doing ALL the work. I know that he mostly just passes out in his broke down recliner that is missing most of the leather on the bottom because my dog likes to lick it. She thinks its candy. I most certainly cant leave him alone with the children because even though they are old enough to care for themselves, they might like, try to calk to him while he's fixated on his new Playstation game. He needs his alone time too. its jjust not fair to do that to him.

No. I like it here. I just cant be your one and only. I'm flattered. Really, I am.

I'm just not that into you.

P.S.-Call me later!