Remember When I Used to Blog? What Happened to That?

Oh hello. It's been... a while. I could launch into a myriad of excuses. But I won't. I will say, I finally found my camera cord! Tucked neatly in my underwear drawer. I really think the packers had an excellent time messing with us. Not that I'm complaining, at least I didn't have to pack it myself. But if I would have, I probably would have kept like items together(not tellin' the packers how to do their job or anything. :)) And finding my camera cord in my undies drawer did shed some light on the problem I've had of not being able to find one of my favorite shirts. It must be out in the garage tucked neatly in with Matt's wrenches and pipe glue. Duh! It also explains why they carefully wrapped some rocks, they were obviously sending some mementos of home, little sweeties. And how they somehow wrapped and packed some of their own garbage. I had been warned to have my own garbage out of the way, but imagine my surprise when I opened a box of theirs. Well, "losers weepers finders keepers, guys." That's my garbage now!

Speaking of unconventional packing, look what I found in my box of dishes. Crazy! At least it looks like there were some snacks in there with them.



Here is the amount of snow it takes to shut down the entire city. They closed schools. They closed the Air Force base, which meant they closed Matt's office too. They even closed certain highways and roads. It was a fabulous snow day. Too bad they only happen once in a blue moon here.

Here is where we have been spending a majority of our Saturdays. Sea World rocks. They have a huge play place for kids to just run around, bunches of rides, an entire water park, and of course the shows with Shamu and dolphins. Lindy got to pet a dolphin the first time we went. It was amazing. That same trip we saw the Shamu show and I got completely soaked. Like head to toe drenched by that enormous and magnificent animal. Luckily I had chosen to wear a white shirt. I made 47 dollars in singles while waiting to dry.


Look at Luke. Something happened to him yesterday. Besides me wiping that yogurt off his face. We roll dirty faced most of the time around here, it's the Texas way. That's so not true. But it is our way.

I was the same amount of happy about this haircut taking place.

But all's well that ends well. I think he looks quite dapper, even if he does look like a completely different kid.

So that's it. That's my big update. I could put in pictures of the roses in my yard to try to make you jealous, but this post is getting long as it is. I could post pictures of my tan line that I've earned walking to get Lindy from school whilst my eyeballs sweat in the 90 degree heat and 400% humidity, but I hate to brag (obviously). I could also post pictures of my sweat-soaked clothes and hot-pink face from the same walks, but I didn't take any because that would be super embarrassing. Let's just say it's warm here. And y'all should come visit. I promise I won't make you walk to get Lindy. And if I do I promise not to take any pictures.