My Larry loves to say, "you should take a picture and blog about this!" Little does he understand that you have to feel the blog - for me, it should flow easily once I put my fingers on the keyboard. However, there are some things that I come across and consider posting about, but they never quite make it. For instance....
My niece, Annie, took a bath while the rest of us were socializing, and her dad made sure she didn't feel left out:
I had to go to Knoxville for grad school when Austin got a "snowstorm." I told Larry to take lots of pictures so I could see it. This is the snowman that he built on the hood of his truck. He used berries from a bush as the buttons - cute, right?
We intended to go out and do the full "central Texas wildflower" experience, but we never got around to it. However, we did go out to Burnet one day and find a field of bluebonnets. I can't think of very many things that are more amazing than a field of bluebonnets.
My sister and I went to New Jersey for a cousin's wedding. We seriously met cute mafia boys named Guido and Giuseppe. (Jessica, am I right? For some reason I can't remember if his name was really "Guido.") Their late brother was named Mossimo. After the wedding, there were about 50 people in a tiny hotel room and a bathtub of beer.
Finally, I was cleaning out my "make-up drawer" and discovered that I am a mascara hoarder.
(Don't worry, I wasn't using any of them. They were all old tubes that for some reason I hadn't thrown away.) I suppose it is obvious that I am very brand loyal when it comes to mascara. L'oreal Voluminous all the way. I tried their "Feather Lash," pictured at the far right but was not a fan. The one time I had my make-up professionally done, she said that when you find a mascara you like, you should stick with it. I listened.
Just for giggles, I am going to go to my pictures folder and upload the first picture I click on:
Sarah and Dale at Sarah's birthday dinner. That is how you say "3" in American Sign Language.