Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Happy Birthday, Lettie!
My BFF Lettie was born 28 years ago today people! Sorry, I don't have a picture of her to post, but trust me, she's really pretty (just ask Ella), and sweet, a great wife and mommy, and an awesome friend. We here at Keep up with the Richards wish her a lovely day. Hope it's great Lettie!
Monday, May 26, 2008
Rednecks and Hot Air Balloons
It's Alabama Jubilee time, folks. For you native Decaturites, you know that Memorial Day weekend means funnel cakes, rednecks, and hot air balloons. We went to Pointe Mallard for the balloon glow on Saturday and actually had lots of fun. Well, Ella, Addison and I had fun; poor Eric suffered from horrible allergies all evening even after taking lots of allergy medication. He still soldiered on and we got to go inside a blown up balloon (the balloon, not the basket - very cool), Ella took her first pony ride, which she loved, and Addison became a one-baby welcoming committee to anyone stepping within fifteen feet of our blanket (hilarious). The navy blue one below was the was we went in - can you see the people going in and out? Someone got proposed to in there. Sweet.
We finally met up with Kellie, Bob and Landon and played for a while. At dusk, and 30 minutes after, we heard (too many times) the announcer/M.C. Guy's amplified screams for the balloon pilots to light up the balloons all at the same time. If you've been before, you know the shout of "1...2...3...GLOW!"
We finally met up with Kellie, Bob and Landon and played for a while. At dusk, and 30 minutes after, we heard (too many times) the announcer/M.C. Guy's amplified screams for the balloon pilots to light up the balloons all at the same time. If you've been before, you know the shout of "1...2...3...GLOW!"
After getting no successful pictures of that action, we packed up the wagon and trekked back to the car. All in all, a fun time was had by all and anytime spent outdoors is better than time in.....but poor Eric is still sneezing.
Friday, May 23, 2008
My funny friend, Blake
Thanks to my friend Blake for sending this hilarious comic to me. I had to post it. If anyone wants to know Blake, this is his sense of humor in a nutshell. Weird to most, but I get it.
http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/post/35665588
http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/post/35665588
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Holy Beefaroni, Batman!
Okay...this happened a couple of weeks ago and Lettie already knows all about it, but finding topics to blog about is way harder than most of you realize. Anyway, I was already having what I call a rough day. I know, I know, some of you are thinking "rough day? You stay at home with two little kids all day. Puh-leeese." Trust me, folks, it was a bad day. Anywho, I had been up all night with a teething Addison (and I'm already clumsy enough without sleep deprivation), Ella was going through her rebellious phase (and still is) and had been in time out three times already, and several other things had happened that I don't remember now that was about to send me over the edge. Then I hear the lunchtime call..."MOOMMYYYY! I'm HUNGRY!" "Okay," said I, "what would you like, my dearest?" (I think it went something like that). "I would like a large pile of leafy greens with a tiny bit of dressing on the side with fresh fruit for dessert," said she.... Sorry...let me shake myself back to mommy reality. My child would starve before she ate greens and fruit. Ahhh, daydreams. Anyway, she wanted Beefaroni. You know the Chef Boy R Dee stuff that leaves that orange residue on the bowl and spoon long after the meal is over and will probably still be in her digestive tract when she starts college? She loves it, and when time (or patience, in this case) is tight, it's a quick, filling, no complaint meal. I know someone (Amy, my uber-healthy sister-in-law, if you're reading this) probably wants to call DHR on me for feeding this garbage to my children, but you don't have to 'cause ol' Karma came a knockin'. On the way to the dining room (almost to the table!) I dropped the whole bowl. It seemed like slow motion. Beefaroni. Everywhere. Down Ella's back, in her hair, on the fabric covered chairs, bounced off the floor, onto the bookshelf. Everywhere.
Thank God, all I could do was laugh. I called Lettie before I had a meltdown to share my morning while I put both kids in the bath. I made Ella a PB & J with all-natural peanut butter and real whole-wheat bread with no preservatives and no enriched anything to get Food Karma back on my side (best I could scrape together given the previous incident I still had to clean up). I got it all out of Ella's hair, got both children squeaky clean, and got the beefaroni mess all cleaned up, and then ...Addison pooped in the tub. Sorry, no pictures.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
New PJs
Exciting news in the Richards household! It's New Pajama Night. Yes, we really are this boring. I just couldn't think of another topic that I could use to show these pictures. Above is the only picture I could get of Ella - she was grumpy. Meanwhile, Addi posed on for 20 or so pictures. Above, she looks like she's saying "HAAAY!" (with two syllables) This was actually two nights ago, but both girls do really like their new PJs. Addison finally has some that aren't hand-me-downs (she got 5 new pairs - yay for her). And Ella thinks her new nightgown is actually a dress. What a princess.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Hi people!
So...I started a blog. I don't really know how to blog, but I read others' blogs all the time...mostly decorating blogs http://www.nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/ (my favorite for decorating) and blogs about chickens and such http://blogwithalex.blogspot.com/ (Alex and Lettie's). Anyway, I just thought this would be a good way for our friends and family to keep up with us and what's going on with our little branch of the family tree. I'll probably mostly be posting pics of the girls along with the occasional snarky comment. And here is your official warning if you start reading this blog...My writing style will drive you crazy. I use lots and lots of parenthetical phrases that don't make any sense, commas where they shouldn't be, I don't even know how to use a semicolon; and I make up words (see "snarky" above) that only have meaning to me (and sometimes Eric, 'cause he gets me), and I abuse run-on sentences like a red-headed stepchild. But you're not here for a lesson in grammar are you? Enjoy keeping up with the Richards...
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