I wait for it all year, the uprising of marketing’s favorite word for Halloween advertisements. The word is “spooktacular”.
During our walk last weekend, my friends and I came to an area covered with the creepiest kind of vine we’ve ever seen. My friend made the comment that it resembled a web. Her comment freaked me out, as I envisioned a big, furry, black spider coming out of the vines. *Shudder* Suffice it to say, this vine is spooktacular. Continue reading
Grosse Pointe Blank is one of my all time favorite movies. There is a scene with Jeremy Piven and John Cusack that I refer to whenever someone refers to “10 years” in any way, shape, or form.
Today I am referring to “10 years” because 10 years ago Rob and I were married. “Ten years, Man! Ten ye – Ten years! Ten years! Ten! Ten years! Ten years.” In other news, 10yrs ago I still had blonde hair. Alas, I lost the blonde after giving birth, but I didn’t lose Rob. I’ll put that down as a win.
Immediately after taking a picture of Joe, Charlie asked me to take his picture.
I’m the youngest in my family, so I get Charlie’s behavior. Still, I find myself shaking my head and giggling, while feeling a little bad for doing the same thing to my older siblings.
blame give credit to Rob for many things with regards to our boys. The picture today, however, proves I can take some blame credit for some things. Case in point, Joe is wearing a turtleneck. Moreover, Joe is wearing an orange turtleneck, two of my most favorite things. I’ll take credit for the goofy grin, dirty glasses, and thumbs up pose, too. Rob gets a pass … today.
This little guy hopped across our path during the exploration on Saturday. He was kind enough to visit with us for a bit, and we took advantage of his kindness. He was – wait for it – toadally cool!
During our outdoor exploration on Saturday, we did not see many trees flaunting fall colors. Instead, we came across this guy, who seemed more than willing to pose for us.
In my part of the world, today is Sunday. I look forward to resting and enjoying the world around me. Come. Sit a spell.
Friends came over this morning, and we went exploring through the ‘nature preserve’ across the street from our house. My friends and I explored the area together last spring. This time, the landscape was showing early signs of fall.
We came across several magnolia trees filled with pods, small reminders of the flowers that bloomed during the warmer months. The bright red seeds of the magnolia trees were beginning to escape the flower pods, looking to get planted before the winter.
Do you see the face? The pod is sticking its tongue out. I guess it doesn’t like being watched while ‘popping’.
This picture comes to you late in the day. I was at a loss for ideas, when suddenly we were invited to a last-minute pizza/pool party.
The cold fronts are becoming more frequent, which means an end to the outdoor pool season. Luckily, the boys had one more night. They even made a new friend, Noah.
I took this picture when we were camping, and I’m certain Wilbur and Cherokee were glad they came with us.
Monday night, Wilbur had a seizure. It was not his first, nor will it be his last. I think the many white hairs on Wilbur are due, in part, to the seizures he has from time to time. Watching him seize is heartbreaking, as is watching him when he clumsily stands and wobbles around trying regain control sooner than his body will allow.
Wilbur is a kind, old soul, and I love him very much.