Showing posts with label life's fun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life's fun. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Cora and the carnival

This video shows you exactly what I meant about Cora.
Cora's got texture. I call her "Crunchy PB".
Some of you know, I LOVE texture. And Crunchy Peanut Butter is probably my favorite. So for Cora to earn the name of Crunchy PB is probably one of the highest compliments you could attain from me. Its the perfect blend of crunch, salt and sweet. That's Cora.

And here is a slideshow of the carnival pictures. I have to say, this is currently my FAVORITE night just lately. I'm pretty happy to have rediscovered my friends ... and....
do you know how much fun it is to scream at the top of your lungs for a couple of hours and its perfectly acceptable?

Count me in for next year!

Saturday, September 4, 2010

movie night

It is time for a hypothetical girls movie night.
(I know it won't happen.  This is just pretend.  Don't burst my bubble, just say you're in)

This is my list:

  • 7 Brides for 7 Brothers
  • Anne of Green Gables
  • Return to Me
  • Oklahoma!
  • Quality Street
  • Mrs. Winterbourne
  • Sound of Music
  • Wild Hearts Can't be Broken
  • Princess Bride

Okay, so who's coming?  And what other movie will you bring?

Thursday, April 22, 2010

April

Pictures of April...
enjoy.

MONTANA WEATHER
Last Tuesday,
I woke up to TONS of really incredible heavy sticky snow.
The kind that lasts only a day, and is I-D-E-A-L for playing in.
Argh.  Have to go to work.  What to do?  What to do?

There's always lunch break.

I borrowed some kids to come have a snowball fight with me.
 We played so hard I almost passed out.
That's pathetic.



The next day, we had another earthquake, 3.something.  Small this time, but I went running.  I don't know where I was going, but I forgot to grab my purse.

And the day after that, the snow was all gone.
Beautiful sunshine, green grass, birds singing.  No more tremors.

Holding hands with my 2nd favorite Aunt.

Getting ready for our big bro's birthday party.

How many malted chocolate eggs can he fit in his mouth?
Eight.

Sweet glasses dude.