Sunday, August 31, 2008

Live the battle!

It was a dark and stormy night, and we were in danger of falling over the edge of boredom, so Jan dug around in the game closet and found Crossbows & Catapults. It was one of his favorite games to play growing up, and he likes it still. And so do I - lots of fun!

This is my army of orcs. We will destroy you. (And please ignore my hair; what a mess.)


Well, strikes for Jan, Bill & Sheryl. No strikes for me. Not even close.

The form! Look at the form!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

A new day has dawned, yes indeed

At long last, we have sacked our old, crummy camera and replaced it with a new, much better, one. This particular model was recommended to us by a keen-as-mustard wedding photographer we know and love, and so we have high, high hopes for it. We're still learning how to use all of the features, including the red eye eliminator, but we'll get there! AND it came with a tripod, which means we can take pictures of the two of us together at the drop of a hat, which also probably means a lot of pictures like the one below will be appearing on the blog for the next while. Not so exciting to look at, maybe, but exciting for us :)

Monday, August 25, 2008

Hot date

Every now and then Jan Michael & I decide to paint the town red. We get gussied up in our finest clothes, take a very formal portrait to commemorate the event, and go to the fanciest place we can think of. Tonight it was Target, in search of swim trunks and Windex.... I love our simple, happy, every day days :)

Saturday, August 23, 2008


Jan & Caleb took a trip to the park on Tuesday for some fierce basketball playing. I tagged along to take pictures and swing on the swings.

Lazy summer Saturday

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Boys & flowers

If our nephews become any cuter (or more precious or more clever or more huggable...), I will keel over. We had one of our wonderful church conventions this weekend, which is where these pictures were taken.

And this is my parents' side yard, which they've been transforming all spring and summer. Isn't it lovely? I wish I had some kind of before picture so you could see what a mess it used to be; they've really done incredible work!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Painting me

One coat of primer and two coats of paint later, the bedroom is finished. Now if you come to stay with us, you'll be ensconced in a lovely shade of Beach White instead of feeling as though you're surrounded by rusty nails. However, I did an abysmal job of keeping paint off the trim, which means I will be scraping drips with an Exact-o knife until the cows come home. But all for a very worthwhile cause - I love our little house :)

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

For today

For Today...

Outside my Window...the sun has set, but it's very toasty still.

I am thinking...of a song from the Wizard of Oz.

I am thankful for...a healthy body.

From the kitchen...dishes on the counters, and peach pits, too.

I am reading...books about Disneyworld.

I am hoping...that when I tell my parents I'm coming to stay with them next weekend, my mama will agree to make me hamburger stroganoff.

I am hearing...the clickety-clack of computer keys.

Around the a comfortable mess.

One of my favorite the smell of tomatoes on a vine. It's one of my favorite smells, at least.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The, work, work, walk, walk, walk, admiring my husband, daydreaming about our trip to Florida, and painting:

Good-bye, rust-colored bedroom!

Sunday, August 03, 2008

A shower for Leyla

Sheryl & I took a trip across the lake yesterday to help Leyla (and Soren, too, although of course he wasn't there - no boys allowed!)celebrate the upcoming arrival of their precious baby boy. We had a very elegant high tea, with scrumptious finger sandwiches and scones and petits fours. We held two beautiful brand new babies, born just weeks ago. We oohed and ahhed over Leyla's gifts, and even received some gifts of our own, thoughtfully made by the mama-to-be. It was a very sweet time, and I'm so glad to have been a part of it. But... when, WHEN did we grow up enough to begin having babies of our own? Weren't we just in high school, making silly movies for Latin and doing Chinese fire drills in the middle of the street? Time really does march on...